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This is a work of fiction by a twisted mind. If you
are offended by graphic descriptions of natural and/or
unnatural sexual acts, if you are underage, or if this
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on reality a little when you read it. This is a tale in
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to, nor necessarily based in, reality. Some acts and
responses in this story may be physically impossible
and/or physiologically improbable.
Also, as is the case with most of the stories in this
newsgroup, all the women in this story are beautiful -
gorgeous, even. Gravity has not caused breasts to
droop nor have wrinkles creased unblemished faces. The
men (the leading men, at least) are hung like bulls.
They can get it up and keep it up often and at will.
In this special little fantasyland, there are no STDs,
morals, or unwanted pregnancies. Guilt is a four-
letter word. Most important of all, neither strength
of character, courage of convictions, nor moral belief
stand a chance against any erotic stimulus. This can
be as benign as an accidental glimpse of a bared ankle
or as stimulating as a whipping on the genitals.
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NightShade
(FF, MF, oral, vaginal, anal, light bd, light sm, rom)
Mr. Walter's Helper
by NightShade
12/96
Chapter 18
The preparations for the shoot were complete except for
the make-up and costumes, such as they are. For the
first part of the shoot, Suzy would work the second
camera as Jane and Beth would do a session by
themselves.
After the icebreaker earlier, Beth seemed a lot more
relaxed. She was almost eager to get started. The two
models went into another area to put on their costumes.
Elmer had finished their make up and was working on
Suzy's.
As he was finishing, Suzy pulled open her robe and
rubbed her thatch of pubic hair.
"I think I need a trim, don't you?" she asked
teasingly.
He grinned and rubbed it, too. "I don't know. Well,
yeah, maybe, I guess so."
She scooted forward and splayed her legs wide open as
he rubbed her vulva.
"Shave it all off this time," she told him. "I want to
try that, too."
He grinned and proceeded to shave her pussy bare.
Rather than use the razor, he picked up a slim vibrator
and held it up for her to see.
"Shall I use this instead of the razor?" It's much
more efficient," he said with a grin.
"HHHHMMMMMMmmmm" she sighed as he inserted it into her
pussy and turned it on. "You're right. This is much
better, lover."
When he was finished, she made him leave it in. She
put on a pair of tight panties to hold it in place.
That and a short robe that gaped open in front were all
she wore to shoot the first part of the session. As he
watched her get the camera gear together he noticed she
would occasionally stop and shudder lightly. He
grinned. She was happy.
"TADA!"
They both turned at the entrance of the two models.
Suzy caught her breath, and Elmer gave a low whistle.
He looked at Suzy. She was staring in a gleeful manner
at their attire with a gleam in her eye that he had
begun to associate with sexual abandon.
He turned back to the models. Jane was definitely in
charge here. As is common with dominatrix' attire, it
was black leather. Not much of it, but what there was,
was black leather.
One strap ran around the back of her neck, down around
the outsides of her breasts, pulling them in towards
each other. The strap continued down over her flat
stomach and then coming together to run between her
legs. It passed through to the back, looped around her
buttocks to attach to the straps in front of her navel.
Another strap passed under her breasts and around her
back. This strap attached to the straps going down the
sides of her tits. By cinching the cross strap tight,
Jane's boobs were lifted and pulled together.
The top half of her face was covered in a tight mask.
Her blonde hair was pulled into a ponytail that bounced
saucily behind her every step she made. Long black
gloves and black thigh high boots with high - make that
very high - heels completed her ensemble. Except for
the riding crop in her hand.
Beth was also in a bizarre costume. She was perilously
walking on extremely high heels. Thigh-high mesh net
stockings were the only recognizable articles she wore.
A twin pair of bars bracketed her tits. Each end was
held together by a long bolt and wing nut. The bars
could be tightened together, mashing the flesh in
between them. Looking closer, Elmer could see that
there were sharp teeth and pins along the squeezing
edges of each bar. The pins were imbedded into the
soft flesh, preventing the apparatus from slipping off.
The sharp teeth were arranged with their points
directly opposed to each other. This not only squeezed
the flesh, but threatened to severely puncture it as
well.
Beth's arms were bound behind her in a long sleeve.
The sleeve was laced tight, pulling her elbows
together.
Her head was completely enclosed in a thick black latex
hood. The only hole was for her nostrils. She could
not see or hear.
She was being led by a leash attached to a chain. The
chain was not around her neck but each end was attached
to a clamp firmly attached to each nipple.
Elmer had his camera going, circling around both of the
women. He looked up and saw Suzy was filming as well.
He grinned. She really was a natural with film and
cameras.
Julie led Beth to the center of the makeshift set. In
a showman-like way she strutted around the bound girl,
flicking the riding crop against her boots, making a
slapping sound.
She stopped behind Beth and drew the tip of the crop up
between Beth's ass cheeks. Beth jumped in fright at
the sudden touch.
Jane touched the insides of Beth's thighs, tapping
insistently until Beth had spread her feet wide. The
heels on her shoes made her position perilous to any
sudden movement.
A sudden flick sent the crop stinging across the soft
flesh of her inner thigh.
Her body stiffened at the pain. Another flick and then
another, each dangerously close to her cunt. Jane was
terrorizing the girl.
A change of target made the stiff crop slam into Beth's
creamy white ass. A long red stripe grew up to mark
the stinging flesh. Beth began to fidget on her heels.
Suzy had moved around front of Beth and was filming her
from that angle. She had noticed that the fluid
discharge from Beth's pussy increased with every
strike. She filmed the quivers of the compressed
breasts, wondering at the feeling of the device. Maybe
Elmer would try that on her sometime. She would have
to ask Julie for it later.
The session continued for some time, each lash leaving
a red inflamed stripe on Beth's flesh. Elmer knew they
would have to edit that out of the next scene. Maybe
her costume would cover it up.
Finally Jane put the lash down and began to eat out her
lover. Suzy went over to them and began to unbind
Beth. First she pulled her hood off and discovered she
had a huge dildo stuffed in her mouth as a gag. Beth
had been crying from the pain and pleasure.
Next came the sleeve. Beth flexed her arms to get the
circulation back in them.
When Suzy move to remove the tit press, Beth shook her
head "No". Suzy understood and left it on her.
Beth began to pant harder and finally came in Jane's
voracious mouth.
Pulling Jane up, Beth captured her lover's head and
gave her a kiss on the lips. Hard.
"OK, bitch, did that get it out of your system?"
Jane thought a moment. "No."
"Good. Now take this thing off. Slowly, please."
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End of chapter
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