The man standing on her doorstep where in his mid 30s and pretty tall, about 6'1 compared to Jennys 5'4. He had a light grey tanktop on which revealed that he was no stranger to the gym or heavy lifting, sturdy black workerpants and a toolbelt, black shoes, a worn black and grey military style cap on that said "Danny's Electric" on the front and what looks like a dark ponytail hanging down his back. Holding a large and slightly rusty toolbox in his right hand and just above the wrist she can see the beginning of a tattoo that seemed to go up on the back of his arm, it looks like a pair of feet. As the door fully opens the tall man takes the toolbox in his left hand and reached out his right.

-Hello, i'm Danny, nice to meet you! You must be the daughter? Your father told me about you. Jen-something, right?

-Hi, nice to meet you too! Yes, I'm Jenny. Dad failed to mention that someone was coming by... *Not to mention it was going to be a hotlooking hunk like this guy.....okay, snap out of it jenny, focus...*.

-Well i guess he must have just forgotten. But that's fine, the only thing i need to know is where the fusebox is and if you have a small flashlight that would be great. Mine broke this morning as i was doing a job in town, i think it came in contact with some exposed cables.

Jenny tried to adjust her shorts without him noticing too much. All of her juices had started to darken the denim between her legs so she kept her thighs close together so it wouldn't show. 

-I think we have one in the kitchen, come in and i'll go and fetch it for you. The fusebox is down in the basement but the lights down there doesn't work so i better get you that flashlight first. I'm guessing that's one of the things you're here to fix, right?

She turned around and started walking towards the kitchen, and she could feel the fabric of the denim shorts rubbing against her for every step she took.

-Yeah, among other things.... *Damn, for a pretty skinny chick she's got a really nice ass.....*.

Danny takes a couple of steps inside, closes the door behind him and locking the door as silently as possible. He peeks around the corner as Jenny looks through the cubbards in the kitchen. Unaware that he is looking right at her she opens the bottom one under the sink and bends forward, trying to look behind the trashcan and all of the cleaningbottles. Dannys eyes goes a bit wide as he sees the dark area marking her wet pussy and the shorts barely have any legs at all, as her right lip shows for a second or two when she moves. Danny grins, and licks his bottom lip. *Oh you're making this way too easy for me, Jenny....*.

Jenny backs out from under the sink, and Danny takes a step back.

-Found it! Mom must have used it earlier and left it here. *Probably when she looked for dads porn stash....*

-Great! Well i guess you'll have to lead the way then, Jenny.

She comes back and walks passed Danny, smiling at him as she does, and leads him to the door leading down to the basement. The hinches on the door seems recently oiled, as it opens without a single sound part from the turning of the handle. Jenny flicks on the flashlight and leads the way down. The wooden stairs seems like they've not been replaced for ages and the familiar basement smell, a bit damp and hints of woodwork and oil, fills both their nostrils. As Jenny flashes the light around the room Danny spots the homemade isolation on the walls.

-What's that? Have you had a rockband down here or something?

-Haha oh that, yeah i tried to play some drums when i was little so my dad soundproofed the basement. He was afraid the neighbours would complain too much, but he did a great job. I could hammer away on them down here without my parents barely noticing upstairs...... Well, there's the fusebox. There's a toilet through that door to the left but it hasn't been used for some time. The water should be working though. And down there to the right is the storageroom, but i don't think there's any electricity drawn in that room...

-Okay. Thanks Jenny, i think i can manage from here. Can i text you if i need something or need to know where something is?

-Sure, i guess. Here, let me write down my number on your cell.

Danny holds the flashlight up as Jenny saves her number on his cellphone. She looks over at Dannys arm and now she can see more of the tattoo. It's an old style pinup with heels on and a tattoo on her thigh, but something is diffrent about this one. Even though she has a top on her breasts seems to be tied up with rope, making them poke straight out, and she has her hands tied behind her back. The bad light makes it hard to see the face.

-Thanks! I'll follow you upstairs, i have to get some more stuff from my car before i can start. I might be doing some drilling down here as well, but since you've got such good isolation down here i hope it won't bother you too much.

Jenny walks up the stairs again, closely followed by Danny who noticed the scent from between her legs as she walks the steps, taking deep breathes through his nose trying to inhale as much of the smell as possible. As they get to the hall jenny tells him she'll be upstairs catching up on some homework. he nods and they part as Danny walks out to his car. Jenny quickly moves up the stairs and into her parents bedroom, looking out the window and spots him as he opens the backdoor to his car. Without thinking about it, Jenny unbuttons the shorts and slides her hand down. *Holy shit, i can't remember the last time i was this wet...*. She slowly rubs her outer lips while she watches Danny lifting out a black bag out of his car before locking the doors and walking up and into the house again. She can hear his footsteps downstairs as he walks over to the basement entrance and she waits until she can hear the door both opening and closing again before she throws herself back onto her parents soft bed with the large wooden frame. She lays there for a minute, her hand still tucked inside her shorts before before reaching over and grabbing a new magazine from the pile on the nightstand.

*Oh, i haven't seen you before either...."Punished whores, April#4, Make her beg!".....Wow....these are not even the usuall mags you can buy in town, where the hell do you get these, dad....let's hope it's as good as the last one...*.

She lays the magazine down beside her before she grabs the sides of her shorts and slides them down to her feet. Spreading her knees apart she turns on her side and adjusts the magazine before opening it. Jenny has seen pictures of women in bondage before but never thought much of it, even if the spankings looked pretty exciting. As she starts flicking through the pages her eyes catch a girl with her hands tied behind her back kneeling on a workout bench and her ankles tied to the bench. The punishment seems to have started because the ass has red lines all over it, and she is looking as if she's about to start crying in any second. Jennys mind starts to wander again, picturing the handsome electrician down in the basement walking in on her as she lays there reading these dirty magazines, taking her over his lap and giving her a good spanking for being such a naughty little girl. She speaks to herself in a low voice.

-Mmmm....I promise i'll be good, Danny.....*Haha that almost sounds like Daddy.....*.

Jenny giggled a little as she turned the page and saw the legs of the men who had been caning the young girls poor butt now standing behind her holding a quite thin buttplug in his hand, about 4,5 inches long, and with his other hand pulling her asscheek to the side revealing her tiny little backdoor. Sometimes when Jenny got really turned on she liked the feeling of her fingertip massaging her own tight little sphincter. She slides her middlefinger inside her soaking cunt, getting it nice and wet, before taking it out and begins to make small circles on her tiny little anus. She whimpers lightly by the touch of her finger, letting her thumb take her fingers place inside her wet front slit. *God that feels so good.....i wonder what Danny would do to me if he came in and saw me now.....or what if daddy did.....*. The second pictures shows how the mans spit runs down from the young girls asshole and drips off her pussy down on the floor while the man in the picture is pushing the plug into her butt, making the girl gasp with a wide eyed expression on her face.

-Yes daddy, start stretching your daughters little butthole..... Soon she'll be able to take your hard cock up there to.....

Jenny takes a deep breathe as her fingertip starts to prod her virgin backdoor, her eyes closed as she lays down on her back and slowly rubs her clit with her other hand thinking about the good looking electrician downstairs. She could feel her tight sphincter gripping her fingertip as she pushed it inside, and shivers of lust going through her body as she felt that somehow she was about to open up a new world of pleasure for herself.

*Brrp!Brrp!*

-Oh god, can't i get a fucking break?

Jenny stops and picks her phone out of the pocket on her shorts, reading the message.

"Hey Jenny, it's Danny. The batteries died in the flashlight and I can't really move. Can you find some double A's and come down here?". Jenny sighs as she pulls her shorts back up again, slightly annoyed this time. She walks down the stairs, still thinking about that girl in the magazine, and as she gets into the kitchen she starts going through the drawers. *Where do they keep this stuff anyway....I usually just ask dad....*. Finally she opens up the drawer on the right end and a package of double A batteries lays underneath some papers. *Yes! Now let's just get these down to him so i can't get back to my naughty time..*. She closes the drawer and walks out of the kitchen, across the hall and up to the door leading down to the basement. Once again the door opens without a sound and she starts to walk down the stairs. The door slowly closes behind her and she slows down as she gets close to the end of the stairs.

-Hey Danny? I found the batteries. Where are you?

The door shuts at the top of the stairs, making the room pitch black. Jenny gets a cold chill running down her spine as she takes the last step down to the basement floor.

-Danny...? I can't see anything... Please it's not funny, where are you?

As she turns to the right and takes a step forward, a voice comes up behind her.

-Hello, toy...