Jeremy sees Through Angel's Eyes

So the first ever entry into my little experiment "Through Angel's Eyes" has come from Jennifer at http://jenniferstgcaps.blogspot.com/   I opted to do this one as a story with images, as the storyline simply grew too long for a more traditional caption.  I hope that everyone will enjoy it, and that it will inspire some further ideas as well.

This time around, Jeremy just wanted a chance to explore his submissive fantasty, but what he gets is much more...

*note - holy... this thing took me Forever to write.*
It was the latest trend.  A brand new technology that allowed for the next generation of entertainment.  With the ability to decode, transfer and control the signals of the human brain, it has become possible for people to experience life through another person's eyes, as if they were that person.  So now, "renting" another person has become quite popular.  Some of these "rentals" do it because they get paid.  Others, though, are forced into it for some reason or another.  However, despite its popularity, or perhaps because of it, renting is still quite expensive.

Jeremy had been saving up, putting money aside into a secret account, in order to try renting.  He had a fantasy that he had always wanted to fulfill, but it wasn't until the abilty to rent a person came that he could ever achieve it.  Now, at last, he had the money and was searching through the database of people available to rent.  He spent hours searching for just the right life to live.  The combination had to be perfect, the mixture of the right look, the right price and the right times available, in order to make his dream come true.  At long last, he clicks on one link, and thinks he may have found it:

"Let's see," he says to himself.  "Her name is "Angel".  She's five foot five, and a natural blonde.  Oh, and it says she's a 34DD!  Wow, that's impressive.  And she's available on one of my days off, perfect!"

With no hesitation, Jeremy signed up for a block of time as the girl on the monitor.  The moment he got his confirmation, he began making all the necessary arrangements for his perfect day.

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They days creep by, slower than a turtle stuck in molasses, slower even than christmas, till at long last the time arrives.  Jeremy makes his way to the rental center for his appointment.  He is put into a private chamber, containing nothing but a specially designed chair.  Its comfortable and supportive, just the thing for long periods of time inactive.  But the important part is the electrodes that will connect to his nervous system, transmitting and recieving the signals.  This is what will allow him to live as someone else for a brief time.  He settles in and activates.  At first, there is nothing but darkness.  But then sensation slowly returns.  He's disoriented, but soon he recovers.

The process worked!

Jeremy 'awoke' to find himself in one of the rooms of the 'rental halls', the places where those who are rented stay in between usage.  Across from him was a full length mirror, letting him get a good look at himself.

He was looking out through Angel's eyes!  He was looking at the body he'd admired online, only now it was from an angle he had never thought would be possible.

He couldn't help but strike a pose, admiring the way his breasts stood out, proudly curving from his body.  The tiny shorts and high heels made his legs look so enticing and feminine.

He lifted his breasts, enjoying the feel of them, both in his hands and on his body.  He could feel their weight, feel them shift and mold and his moved them.  He could feel his sensitive nipples, rubbing against the thin fabric of his tank top.  He played with them for a bit, unable to resist.

However, deep in her mind, unheard by Jeremy, or by anyone at all, Angel watched as an unknown person controlled her body like a puppet, and thought to herself, "Oh come on!  Another renter who is obsessed with my boobs?  I mean, seriously, they're just breasts!  I didn't even spend this much time staring at them when they grew in!"

It was tempting, to simply spend the day exploring his own body.  But Jeremy eventually stopped.  He had other plans, and if he missed them now there was no telling when it would be before he managed another chance.  So after he straightened his clothes, he headed out into the street.  As he walked, he knew that people stared at him.  It was nerve wracking, some deep seated part of him feared that, somehow, someone would know his true identity and call it out for the world to know.  But it was exciting as well, knowing that so many people could not keep their eyes from his body, his gorgeous, sexy, female body.

"Oh my god, this is embarrassing.  Everyone is staring at me, and I'm still dressed like a hooker from my last renter."

It was almost a dissapointment when he arrived at his destination.  A simple, innocuous looking house.  But the person who greeted him was anything but.

A dark haired beauty, in a black leather corset, red stockingd, and high heels opened the door.

"You must be my next slave, then.  I am Mistress Raven.  Come inside."  Her's was a voice clearly used to being obeyed.  Jeremy was no exception.

"Slave?  I don't think I like the sound of that..."

"Those clothes are hideous," she said.  "Go in that room and put on only what you find there."

"Like your one to judge fashion, miss 'I have a leather fetish'."

Jeremy hastened to obey.  Within he found only a leather collar, a leather mini dress and a pair of vinyl thigh high boots.  The dress was loose at the waist, way tight in the chest, and barely came down past his butt.  He had barely finished when the door burst open.

"Hands," Mistress Raven demanded.  Jeremy quickly held his dainty new hands out in front of them.  "Good," she said, "you obey quickly.  Continue to do so or you will be punished."

With that, Raven then grabbed Jeremy's wrists and locked them into a pair of leather handcuffs.  She attached a leash to to them and pulled Jeremy out the door.  She lead him into a new room, and Jeremy froze when he saw what was inside.

In the corner was a video camera.  He started to protest, halting as Mistress Raven dragged at his leash.  When she saw what had his attention, she said, "Its to ensure that no session goes beyond what is legal or consented to."

Reassured, Jeremy relaxed.  Until Mistress Raven spoke again.  "But you disobeyed me, and now you have to be punished."

Quick as lightning she had Jeremy's hands unhooked, then rehooked behind his back.  He heard her pick something up, then she positioned herself behind him.

Jeremy stood there, eyes downcast, not willing to move.

Then suddenly there was a whoosh of air.

*Whack!*

Jeremy cried out as a stinging blow creased his bottom.

"Ow!" cried Angel in her own mind.  "Geez, if you want to do this sort of thing, can't you do it in your own body!  I'm not into this sort of thing!  It may be all fun and games for you, but I'm the one who has to feel it in the morning."

*Whack!* *Whack!*

Two more strikes landed on Jeremy's buttocks.

"Nothing to say for yourself, slave?" asked Mistress Raven.  "Then I guess we'll need something more!"  Once more, Jeremy was unhandcuffed.  Then, once again, the dominatrix grabbed his hands.  This time she pulled him down, pushing his hands through the top of one of the chairs before re-handcuffing him.  She hiked up the bottom of his dress, fully exposing his lower body.  

*Slap!*

Jeremy cried out again as he was struck once again.  This time it was not so sharp and stinging, but loud smack.  The force caused his heavy breasts to pop free from the top of his dress, leaving them bouncing and swaying.

*Slap!*

"Well?" demanded Mistress Raven again.

"I'm sorry," Jeremy replied timidly.

*Slap!*

"What was that?"

"I'm sorry!" he said louder.

*Slap!*

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I'm sorry, Mistress!"

"I'm sorry I ever ended up a rental!"

This went on for some time.  Jeremy was in heaven and hell, it was everything he'd dreamed it would be.  Angel was just in hell, waiting for it to end.

At last, the dominatrix grew tired and released Jeremy from his bent over position.  She pulled him up onto the table, then lay him down along it.  The glass was cool against his soft skin.

Mistress Raven knelt on the table, then began undoing her corset.  Jeremy stared upward, transfixed, as he unconciously ran his fingers over her stockings.

"Please me, slave," she demanded, leaning forward.

Her heavy bosom pressed down on Jeremy's face, the mass of flesh engulfing him.

"Oh great, now I get smothered by some leather-bound control freak's tits."

Jeremy set about his task with a will, doing his best to please.  It was difficult, however, from such a position.  Even breathing was hard.

"Enough.  A poor showing slave.  This is how you do it!"  With that, Mistress Raven shifted positions, freeing Jeremy's face from her heavy bosom, then leaning down to take Jeremy's sensitive nipple in her mouth.

The electric spark of pleasure from Raven's expert manipulation caused Jeremy to gasp and moan.  It was an incredible sensation, like nothing he'd ever felt before.

"....mmm...ok, so maybe this isn't all bad..."

Soon, Jeremy and Angel were writhing, on the cusp of orgasm.  Then, Raven changed again.

The sudden shock of pain as she bit down hard on the sensitive point made Jeremy cry out once more, both in agony and at the loss of his near orgasm.

"Ow!  Those are sensitive!  I take it back, this IS all bad!"

Mistress Raven continued her games for the rest of the day, tormenting and teasing Jeremy, as well as his helpless passenger.  For Jeremy, it was a dream come true, something he'd never thought would be possible.  But, too soon for Jeremy and not soon enough for Angel, the time came to an end.  He redressed, made his way back to the rental hall, then 'awoke' once more in his dissapointingly male body.

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 It had been a full month since his fantasy day, and Jeremy still remembered it at every moment.  Already he longed to do it once more, but sadly he didn't have the money.  It was difficult to save up so much, no matter how much he enjoyed it.

His remembrances were interupted, however, by the sound of his doorbell.  Opening it up, he found a package with his name on it.  Odd, he hadn't ordered anything.  Opening it up, he found a single disc, labelled 'Play Me'.  Curious now, he popped it into his player and turned on the screen.  His jaw dropped at what he saw.  Playing on the screen was a video recording of his time with Mistress Raven.  But what was surprising was underneat the image was a profile of his personal data, as well as a signal spectrum clearly showing the tag and response between his connection and Angel's.  In short, it was recorded proof that he was the girl in the video!

Frantically he dug through the box, looking for who had sent it.  At the very bottom was a single note.

"You have a rental appointment at 3:30.  Do not miss it.  Outside a car will be waiting to pick you up.  Get in and it will take you to a house.  Go inside.  Failure to do so will and this recording will be sent to everyone you know."

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Unlike last time, Jeremy did not linger.  In fact, he barely even noticed he was in the same body as before.  Instead, he just made sure that he was dressed and then rushed outside and into the waiting car.

"Wow, somebody is in a hurry.  Got a hot date?  And in my body no less.  Probably another girl who is meeting an internet boyfriend and lied about what she looked like."

The car sped off down the streets, arriving a short time later at a plain looking house.  Jeremy practically ran up the steps and burst through the door.

Inside, dressed considerably more conservatively, was Mistress Raven.

"Oh no, not you again."

"What's going on?" Jeremy asked.

Raven smiled at him, a cold predatory smile.  "I think its pretty obvious what is going on.  I knew you were a renter right from the start.  And I happen to know a few people who, shall we say, owe me some favors.  So it was a simple matter of getting the records of your little outing.  You're quite the naughty boy, aren't you?"

"If its money you want, I don't have much.  Surely there is somebody else..."

She cut him off with a laugh.  "No dear boy, YOU are exactly what I'm looking for.  Somebody who will do anything to keep their secret from getting out.  And this isn't about money.  I have plenty of that.  No, this is about control!"

"I don't understand.  Isn't that what you do for a living?  Take control of people?"

"You're right, you don't understand.  That control is a lie.  People like you come to me, pay me to pretend to dominate and humiliate you.  But its what You want done.  You choose to do it, and you choose how far it goes, and you choose to stop.  But I want REAL control.  I want REAL power.  And now I have it."

"Oh great, she's gone off the deep end..."

"Now, Jeremy, you are going to do what I tell you to from now on.  And if you don't, everyone will know your dirty little secret.  So we are going to start by going upstairs to the bedroom."

Beaten, Jeremy could only follow.  Within was a fairly normal bedroom, except for the camera in one corner.

"That's right, I'll be recording this as well.  Now, stand on the bed and get undressed."

"And thus begins my illustrious career as a porn star.  Just what I always dreamed of." Angel though sarcastically.  "Seriously, you just had to pick me to rent!"

Flushing, Jeremy did as he was told.  He stood on the mattress and began lifting his top.

"The shorts first."

"You can leave the panties for now, they're cute.  Lie down."

"Oh good, I'm so happy my choice in underwear is pleasing to the dominatrix, my life is complete."

Clad only in a purple silk thong, Jeremy lay on the bed.

"Good," said Raven.  "Now, from here on out do everything I say.  Make no protest.  Even the slightest hint of rebellion and I'll have your video plastered on every website I can find."

Raven stood and walked from the room, leaving Jeremy alone on the bed.  He didn't know if it was recording or not, but he dared not move for fear it was.  So he lay there, naked, as he waited.

It seemed like hours, but was probably only minutes, when the door opened again.  Raven entered, but Jeremy's attention was on the person behind her.  She was followed by a man.  He was tall, fairly muscular...and completely naked.  When he saw Jeremy laying on the bed, his cock began to harden, standing forth from his body like a spear.  Jeremy hated to admit it, but deep down, knowing that it was him that was causing this man to become erect was putting a thrill in his stomach.

"Oh my!  Why couldn't I meet someone like you under normal circumstances?"

Raven looked at Jeremy.  "Now then, Je...ahem Jennifer.  This will be your partner.  He goes by the name Steel.  Steel, this is Jennifer.  How would you like to start?"

Steel smiled down at Jennifer.  "Pink lipstick, huh?  My favorite.  It looks great smeared on my dick."  With that he lay down, his shaft sticking up.  He grabbed Jennifer's hand and wrapped it around the hot flesh.  "Go on, get started."

"Figures.  Why are the biggest dicks always, well, the biggest dicks?  I mean, what kind of arrogant jerk says something like "your lipstick will look great on my dick...Hey, wait!  No way, that is DEFINITELY not a first date activity!"

Jennifer looked at Raven, who nodded imperiously.  Jennifer opened her mouth and slowly lowered her head.  Just as the tip just barely began to enter, she looked at Raven once more.  She hesitated so long that Steel, growing impatient put a hand on the back of her head.

"Get on with it," he growled, and pushed Jennifer's head down.  

The thick shaft slid between her lips and onto her tongue.  Steel wrapped his hand in Jennifer's hair and began pushing and pulling her head up and down.  Unable to resist, but unable to face what was happening, Jennifer closed her eyes.

Unfortunately, this only made her focus even more on what was happening.  She could feel every bump, every vein.  She could taste his flesh as it ran over her tongue, and she was forced to admit she liked it.  As Steel began to groan, her own excitement grew.  She began to work harder, using her knowledge of male pleasure to increase his response.

"Ok, I might have to remember that trick, if I ever can have a normal sex life again."

Just when Steel was beginning to buck his hips and tense, he roughly pulled her off of him.  The sudden shock broke Jennifer's concentration.  She flushed as she realized just what she was doing so enthusiastically.

"Not yet," said Steel, "Its not going to end that quickly."

With that he grabbed Jennifer by her tiny waist and pulled her on top of him, leaving her straddling him.  She could feel the tip of his engorged manhood poking her nether regions.  He moved his hands to squeeze her ass, and she had just enough time to think, "Wait, no..." before he pulled her down and impaled her.

"Oh god!  Ok, so that's what it feels like to have a dick the size of a python crammed into me."

Jennifer found herself suddenly full, a hot cylinder of flesh nestled inside her body.  It was an indescribable sensation, like nothing she'd ever felt in her male body.  She didn't even notice she'd stopped breathing until Steel lifted her hips and the shaft slid out, forcing her to gasp.  As he moved her, she panted and moaned in rhythm to the motion.  When he slid in, it pushed the air from her, when he slid out, it drew air back into her lungs.

But that wasn't to be the end.  Unable to resist the tantalizing flesh hanging before him like ripe fruit, Steel began to lick and suck Jennifer's heavy breasts.

It was too much for Jennifer, and she abandoned all dignity, seeking only to ride the ever increasing wave of pleasure.  Soon the two were working in tandem, moving in the oldest of dances.  Their bodies entwined, flesh to flesh, as they pushed each other further.  With a cry, Steel tensed, driving himself deeper into Jennifer than ever before, then unleashed a torrent of hot liquid into her.  As his seed flowed into her body, Jennifer crossed the threshold as well, the building wave finally crashing over her as she orgasmed harder than ever in her life.  And, for that brief moment, she forgot what it was to be a man.  Then the two collapsed together, spent.

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Steel was gone, and Jennifer was left laying on the bed.  The memories of what she had done, what she had become at that final moment, forever ingrained in her mind.

Raven smiled down at her.  "Oh yes, dear Jeremy, or should I say Jennifer?  You are mine now, my personal little toy.  And I don't think I'll ever get bored of you, because there are so many different bodies I can rent for you to use.  You're going to entertain me for a very long time."

Jeremy knew that he could not deny it.