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Issue No. 347
Naughty Naked Dreamgirls in
Dungeon of Desire
Chapter Four
Unbuttoning my hot pants, I smiled at Dick. He and I were about to
share a most unusual experience together. HeÕd never come here if I hadnÕt
insisted. And now, knowing I was in for it with Sauron, I nonetheless
savored his nervous Officer hands as he unzipped himself. Katy too, I
think, was in awe of him. SheÕd seen his impressive thing last night and
longed to greet it once more, this time more intimately. I did not mind
letting her have a little of him. As I pushed my tight shorts down my
smoothly tanned thighs I guessed IÕd find it impossible not to watch her
blow-jobbing him. If I could. I couldnÕt be sure of Sauron. But between
myself and Katy we could have quite a lot of fun. And I knew sheÕd do
things to him, that IÕd get to see, that IÕd never in my wildest dreams be
able to think of.
And then I knew why IÕd come here. To feel Sauron in me while I
watched poor Dick suffer exquisitely sexual punishments in the delicate
hands of Katy. But could I control Sauron? I did not know. I did not care.
The lust in me was too great to see Dick put through his paces, regardless
of the cost to me.
I kicked off my shorts and then hooked my thumbs in my panties.
ÒWait,Ó Katy cautioned me. ÒYou must have your shoes off first.Ó
ÒWhy?Ó I asked.
ÒBecause your panties will be needed for a gag,Ó she answered. ÒLet
me get your sneakers off so they wonÕt get your panties dirty.Ó She knelt
down before me. With quick fingers she undid the laces of my tennies.
Then she pulled them off my feet, me lifting each in turn to allow her to
complete her task. After that she rolled down my socks. I stood barefoot
on the rug a moment later. She moved on her knees to Dick. HeÕd paused,
watching me, drinking in my figure. I smiled at him and slipped down my
panties. I pulled them slowly, my legs parted a little, to excite him. He
fumbled in his shorts for his thing as my panties, invitingly, left a little
of themselves behind in my crotch. When I gave a last, leisurely tug, the
crotch imprisoned portion of my panties sprang from my cuntlips and
joined the rest of my undies down round my thighs. From mid-thigh I drew
them down over my knees and bent and slipped them the rest of the way
down my calves. Dick watched, his eyes gorging on my breasts. They
swung with all their mammary grace as I took off my panties. Then,
lifting them up, I twirled them round my finger, just to tease him.
Dick was in heaven. With Katy at his feet, working diligently on his
shoelaces, he peeled down his briefs and showed me his thing. It popped
out as he uncovered himself. It was like a big banana and it sprang at me
like a catapult had flung it from his loins. In his eagerness he hit Katy in
the face with his prick, just as she rose up a little to pull off his shoes.
ÒOh! Please, Dick!Ó Katy admonished, quite surprised, though youÕd
have thought sheÕd have known she was working in a dangerous area. ÒFace
masks are required!Ó I half-expected someone to say, barging into our
bedroom. But nobody came, not even Sauron. I dared not ask about him. He
was angry with me, I knew. And he already had a reputation for being
cruel, even with girls he preferred. Yet Katy was healthy and happy. She
was unmarked. Surely I would be the same? I had nothing to fear, I told
myself, but I did not believe it. Yet the lure of DickÕs penis bobbing there,
before my avid eyes, held me fast. I lifted up my t-shirt to bare my
breasts. The hem was frayed. It tickled my stiff nipples as it passed over
them. I knew I was wicked. I longed to massage my clit. But, instead,
standing demurely, I closed my thighs so that my private would not be
seen. I put a hand over my pubic hair. Holding my panties in my hand, I put
a thumb in my mouth. I looked silly and babyish, I knew, but I wished to be
as compliant as possible. There was no way to escape now. Sauron must
know of our presence. If I ran for the door, IÕd find it locked. No, I must
stand quietly, waiting for Dick. Waiting to meet Sauron and pay my
penance, seeing Dick do the same.
We both undressed completely. Kiri, rising to take our shoes away,
to place them safely by the front door where they would not track dirt in
the house, insisted upon it. She left and Dick and I stood staring at one
another. We looked like patients waiting to be examined by a doctor, or to
be given gowns so we could be taken to surgery.
ÒI hardly know you and yet IÕm going nuts just thinking of you being
punished by Sauron,Ó Dick said gruffly to me. I took my thumb from my
mouth and replied,
ÒThe feelingÕs mutual.Ó Then I replaced my thumb, lest I say too
much and anger him.
MAGAZINE REVIEWS
by holy joe
Hump, March 1998, $2.95. No web site listed. (Interestingly, this
magazine is published by Joe Weider, longtime advocate of weight-
training, and weight-lifting products for men. WeiderÕs ÒGeneral CounselÓ
(his lawyer) is Bernard J. Cartoon.)
This is a magazine Òfor girls who dare to be realÓ.
Review: Have you seen this slogan, printed and paid for by our
government: ÒSex with a minor is a major crime.Ó ItÕs on the back of all
the buses where I live.
In the 1980Õs, the yuppies had little children. Mothers were going to
work in large numbers, for the first time in history, and they felt guilty
leaving their children in the care of someone else. So all sorts of scares
were concocted, under the label of Òchild molestation.Ó In this way, a
mother could work, yet at the same time ÒprotectÓ her child (whom she
wasnÕt spending any time with) by prosecuting the local day care center or
anyone else who spent time with ÔherÕ child. Such a mother could spend
her time with another adult, yet claim to herself that it was actually time
devoted to her child, because she was talking to other adults about Òchild
molestation.Ó In addition, the conversation could be about womensÕ
favorite subject, sex, yet be credited as time spent on her child.
Now, the children of the yuppies are in their teens. Sure enough, the
focus now is on Òchild rape.Ó (Previously known as Òstatutory rape.Ó)
Interestingly, when the yuppies themselves were young, and coming
of age, statutory rape was hardly ever punished as a crime. Now itÕs not
only a crime, but a ÒmajorÓ crime.
How amazing it is that the laws of America always manage to
conform to the yuppiesÕ wishes. When they were young, there were,
effectively, no laws. Now that theyÕre old, and own children and property,
there are lots of laws. The reason for this is simple: the yuppies are a
very large group of people. In a democracy, the only thing that matters is
how many people you have voting the same way you do. So we have, in
America, a democracy, which might better be termed a Òtyranny of the
majority.Ó
This is not to say, of course, that the laws of America are just. Far
from it. AmericaÕs laws are *said* to be just, because lots of self-
interested people (yuppies) voted for them to be the way they are. In the
same way did the Nazis (who outnumbered the Jews) vote to elect Adolf
Hitler, and send all the Jews to death camps.
Let us examine the justice of the phrase, ÒSex with a minor is a
major crime.Ó
Our first question is: ÒWhen do girls lose their virginity?Ó
The answer may be found in the current issue of Jump, on page 51:
ÒBrennan: In my high school, popularity was practically determined
by who was having sex with whom.
ÒJoe: ThatÕs how my high school was too. The freshman girls --
weÕre talking 13-year-olds -- would arrive at the high school, and the
senior guys would immediately hit on them for dates. ...Those girls felt...
they wouldnÕt be accepted, and theyÕd lose the chance of becoming popular
at school if they didnÕt sleep with the older, popular guys.Ó
Hence, we can see by the above passage that the so-called Òchild
rapeÓ laws are unjust. This is because girls lose their virginity at the age
of 13.
HereÕs a quote from Time magazine, February 2, 1998, page 31:
ÒTeenage girls who have given oral sex but havenÕt yet been
vaginally penetrated tend to go on regarding themselves as virgins.Ó
Note the language in the above passage: Òteenage girls.Ó It does not
read, ÒWomen who have given oral sex but havenÕt yet been vaginally
penetrated tend to go on regarding themselves as virgins.Ó Hence, we may
conclude, again, that few, if any girls are still virgins by the time they
reach the age of 18.
In my opinion, anyone who is a virgin ought to be able to have sex
with anyone else who is a virgin. It is ridiculous to equate sexual
experience with age. So what if a guy is over 18? If heÕs still a virgin, he
should be able to have a girlfriend whoÕs a virgin. Since girls, especially
cute girls, lose their virginity at 13, he should be able to meet and
associate with girls who are no older than 12. Otherwise, heÕll be a virgin
for the rest of his life, if he wants to have a girlfriend whoÕs a virgin like
him.
Furthermore, a girl should be able to have sex with anyone she wants
to have sex with. It is not for the State to intervene and issue blanket
rules and regulations on this matter. And who is to say that two people
are having sex? Perhaps they simply like each other. ItÕs up to them, in
any event, to decide the nature of their relationship, not the State.
(I wonder how many yuppies, reading that last paragraph, and
disagreeing with it, would have disagreed with it in 1968?)
Which brings up another question: why is there no magazine in
America for young men, thatÕs about young girls? I mean, take this
magazine, Jump. There are others like it: YM, Seventeen, and still more,
all of them telling young girls many things about boys and men. But there
is no magazine telling us guys about girls.
Sure, thereÕs Penthouse. But itÕs illegal for anyone under 18 to buy
Penthouse. Furthermore, Penthouse is, as Bob Guccione himself describes
it: Òadult entertainment.Ó I see Penthouse as essentially, ÒLas Vegas
Sexuality.Ó ItÕs a bunch of photos of very sexually experienced, sexually
mature women. As for the articles in Penthouse, to the extent that
theyÕre about sex at all, theyÕre just locker-room fantasies. (Almost all
of them poorly written, by hacks.)
Aside from Penthouse, what magazine is there, for young males?
BoyÕs Life? Does that magazine still exist? I remember getting it, when I
was younger. ItÕs put out by the Boy Scouts. It contains articles like:
ÒCanoeing on Lake Superior.Ó There is absolutely no information in it
about girls.
My recommendation for guys who are interested in girls (as opposed
to Las Vegas hookers in Penthouse) is to read Jump. Of all the girlsÕ
magazines IÕve seen, Jump contains the most information about sex. Sex,
that is, as it actually occurs, between real people. You know, ÒHow to Ask
Someone Out,Ó etc.
Why should girls get to read all about guys, while guys have nothing?
Why should we be stuck reading about canoes, or wild swing parties?
Hopefully there will someday be a magazine for guys that is specifically
about real, live girls. Not women. Not hookers. And not sexually
experienced girls, either. After all, who wants somebody elseÕs used-up,
thrown-away girlfriend? I mean, if you really like the girl, youÕre going
to put your penis into her, right? Would you wear some guyÕs used-up,
thrown-away underpants?
Hopefully America will return to the values of an earlier time, as in
the 1960Õs and 1970Õs, when anyone could associate with anyone else who
liked them. And you could do whatever, in your relationship, felt right. It
was up to the people in the relationship to decide what they did together.
It wasnÕt up to the Òlaw.Ó
I well remember the phrase: ÒIÕm O.K., youÕre O.K.Ó But in modern
America, nobody is O.K. Everyone (except, conveniently, married people
like yuppies) is deemed to be some sort of criminal. A Òchild molester.Ó
A Òstalker.Ó Someone engaging in Òlookism.Ó Or engaging in Òsexual
harassment.Ó Or, if sex occurs, guilty of Òchild rape,Ó or Òdate rape.Ó The
category of Òsex offenderÓ is a huge category that scoops up ever greater
numbers of people, particularly males. In fact, some counties in America
have their funding, in the form of monetary grants from higher levels of
government, directly tied to how many cases they file against so-called
Òcriminals.Ó If the number of cases falls, the countyÕs funding gets cut.
ÒCrimeÓ is big business. It has become the lifeblood of American society.
In fact, the entire history of the 20th century revolves around
endless numbers of purges and pogroms. It might be peasants in StalinÕs
Russia who must be wiped out. Or Jews in HitlerÕs Germany. Or the
middle class in Cambodia. Or ethnic cleansing in Bosnia. In America, the
pogroms and purges focused on communists in the 1950Õs, and on Òsex
offendersÓ in the 1980Õs and 1990Õs.
One wonders, too, what happens when a society like America has
vast numbers of people categorized as sex offenders, or in some other way
disfigured by the state. (For instance, those convicted of drug offenses.)
One remembers ancient Rome. There were vast legions of slaves in Rome.
Then, one day, there was a slave revolt. The slaves, under Spartacus,
almost took over Rome. Could America, one day, face a revolt of sex
offenders? What if those convicted of sex crimes teamed up with those
convicted of drug offenses? It would equal a lot of people!
Perhaps majority rule wouldnÕt be such a bad thing, after all.
The Virgin
by Chris McCarty
Oh lady.
Oh sexy lady.
Please sleep with me.
Sleep with me tonight,
For I donÕt want to be a virgin any more.
Please tell me you will sleep with me.
Exotica Magazine, Volume 5, Number 7, $1.95. 8 1/2Ó x 11Ó magazine, 50
pages. X Publishing, Inc., 625 SW 10th Avenue, Suite 324B, Portland, OR
97205. E-mail: xmag@teleport.com Web: http://www.xmag.com
Review: One way to not be a virgin anymore is to become a porn star.
ThereÕs an excellent article in this issue of Exotica on that. ItÕs by Chris
Buckley. He apparently signed up to be a porn star. Or perhaps he signed
up to be a substitute porn star. In any event, as the article ÒWaiting for
WoodÓ begins, Chris is on the set of a porno movie.
Chris claims to be waiting to fuck girls. He says, if the main male
stars poop out, the director is going to call on him, Chris Buckley, to fuck
the girls in the porno movie that is being made. Meanwhile, Chris
interviews a porn star named Rod Rammer. Chris interviews Rammer in a
dressing room. Rammer is someone who takes baths infrequently, never
brushes his teeth, and prepares for his porn roles by eating cream-
spurting pastries. However, Rammer is loved by porno directors. ThatÕs
because Rammer is always able to have an erection in front of the camera.
Chris interviews Rammer. Meanwhile, out in front of the cameras, a
woman named Sheila is desperately trying to get a performer named Nick
to have an erection. Sheila is pissed, and scared. She knows that if Nick
fails to produce, the director will order her to have sex with Rammer
instead.
I wonÕt spoil the ending of this article by telling you what happens.
Suffice it to say that you wonÕt be disappointed, even if Sheila was.
An interesting, but unintelligible article is ÒCrash Worship.Ó ItÕs
apparently about a rock band. I couldnÕt make much of the article, not
even, for sure, the gender of its author. But the article did contain an
interesting quote. It calls Sassy Magazine Òthe adolescent girl prison.Ó
(Page 38.) Considering how all the girlsÕ magazines veer toward a
politically-correct perspective, thatÕs not a bad quote. I like it. In any
event, this article contains a great photo of a young girl dancing topless.
SheÕs got long, lovely hair. ThereÕs a slim collar around her neck. The only
thing sheÕs wearing is her (very skimpy) panties. Dancing around her are
some of the ugliest, most horrible males you could ever imagine.
Maybe I should attend a Crash Worship show. IÕd probably fit right
in.
AND IN THE END...
ADVICE FOR GIRLS
ÒI got ahead by giving head.Ó
- Monica Lewdinsky
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