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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
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LIQUID PLEASURES
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Chapter Nine
"Did you have fun?" Susie's grandmother asked when she arrived
home.
"Yes, grandmomma," Susie said in a low voice. Her grandmother
noticed the belt.
"Did someone give you a present?" Susie's grandmother asked.
"Yes, grandmomma...Elaine," Susie said. With lowered eyes Susie
swept past her grandmother to ladle a fresh bowl of soup into a bowl.
"My, that's some belt," Susie's grandmother said. "Reminds me of
the belt my father used to wallop my bottom with when I was a naughty
girl."
"Yes, grandmomma," Susie said. Deftly she carried the fresh bowl
of soup over to the kitchen table and sat down. She began spooning it
into her mouth.
Susie played backgammon with her grandmother that night, and
then turned in early. When she closed her eyes she found jutting male
penises imprinted on the insides of her eyelids. For a while she tossed
and turned, debating whether to return to Elaine's on the morrow, but
eventually she was overcome by exhaustion and fell asleep.
Sunlight streamed through her grandmother's kitchen window the
following morning as Susie sat and ate her cereal.
"Where are you going to go today?" Susie's grandmother asked her
as she busied herself frying eggs and ham.
"Well, there's Disneyland, Knott's Berry Farm, and...Elaine's..."
Susie's voice trailed off.
"My, my, back to that woman's place again?" Susie's grandmother
asked. "You must like her."
"I didn't say I was going there," Susie said, her voice a bit testy.
"I just said I COULD go there."
"I see you're still wearing her belt," Susie's grandmother said.
She served the girl a plate of steaming eggs and ham.
"I don't want any, grandmomma," Susie said.
"A growing girl like you needs eggs and ham," Susie's grandmother
protested. "You eat it right down so you'll have plenty of strength and
energy for your endeavors." Susie poked at the food.
"Is Elaine sending her limo by again today?" Susie's grandmother
asked.
"No, but she gave me cab fare in case I want to...come..." Susie
said.
"Well, then you MUST go," Susie's grandmother admonished. "If
she's asked you to come and you don't you'll be doing both of you a
disservice. Shall I call her and tell her you'll be over after breakfast?"
Susie's grandmother asked.
"If you want to, grandmomma," Susie said. She put a forkfull of
eggs in her mouth and began chewing.
"Don't you come back until you and Elaine are finished," Susie's
grandmother said to her as the cab waited with humming engine at the
bottom of the steps. Susie's grandmother pulled at the chiffon scarf
about Susie's neck, straightening it. "You're a big girl now and I know
you can handle whatever comes your way. You needn't worry about
me...if you're kept overnight again I'll know Elaine's taking care of you."
"Goodbye, grandmomma," Susie said, and pecked her grandmother
on the lips. She turned and walked down the steps on her high heels and
was let into the cab by the driver. The car sped off.
"My, I'm so delighted you decided to come again," Elaine said with
a smile when Susie appeared at her door. In her hand she held a
flagellum. It was about two feet long, thin and springy, with a little
knob at the end. It was made of bamboo. Whenever Elaine moved it
quivered, as if impatient to be used. "And I see you're wearing your
belt."
"Just for decoration," Susie said.
"Of course, dear," Elaine said. "I myself was decorated with a
belt just like that many a time when I was younger."
"Hi, Susie!" Melanie called out. Susie felt a wave of relief as the
16-year-old bounded up to her. Her jutting tits jiggled beneath a T-
shirt. She wore no bra. Around her waist she also wore a leather belt.
Beneath her T-shirt she wore a white bikini bottom. Between the shirt,
which covered the top third of her bottom, and the bikini, which
covered the lower two thirds, her bottom managed to be concealed.
Long black boots stretched up to just above her knees. "I've been
playing ping pong," Melanie said to Susie. "Care to join me?"
At the back of the mansion, on an enclosed porch, a ping pong
table had been set up. Several men and women were present, in various
types of attire, some casual, some more formal. It was morning, not a
time when formality was particularly in vogue at social get-togethers.
A game had just ended, and Melanie took up a paddle and invited Susie
to join her. Susie recognized none of the men, but they were all quite
athletic looking, with chiseled features; younger and even better
looking than the pilots had been. Jim came walking through a doorway
and waved to her.
In her miniskirt and blouse, Susie felt ill-equipped to play tennis.
She could just imagine what would happen to her skirt when she went
for the ball. Fortunately, unlike Melanie, she was wearing a bra.
"I don't think I'm wearing the right shoes for ping pong," Susie
said as Melanie pressed a paddle into her hand.
"Well, that's two of us," Melanie said. The 16-year-old was
wearing spiked boots, and Susie was wearing spiked booties. Susie
figured that given the girl's inexperience with heels, and the fact that
Melanie's boots stretched all the way up over her knees, she had the
advantage. Susie decided to play.
The ball was served and began bouncing back and forth. Melanie's
outthrust breasts shook wildly as she returned Susie's hits, Susie's
skirt kept flipping up despite her best efforts, revealing her semi-
sheer panties. The men, not surprisingly, found they preferred
watching the girls to playing themselves, though whether while they
watched they played with themselves was not altogether certain.
After about 20 minutes ping pong gave way to brunch. The guests
were seated about a formal table, and the butlers began bringing out
bottles of liquor. Susie and Melanie, unlike the other guests, were
served coffee, eggs, and bacon.
"I just ate," Susie protested.
"I'm sure you can eat more," Elaine said. "You too, Melanie. Gloria
tells me you hardly touched your breakfast at home." As the other
guests began imbibing liquids only, Susie and Melanie picked at their
food.
"Penny and Sandy, would you please help our special guests eat
their breakfasts?" Elaine asked finally of two women in their mid-
twenties. The two rose, picked up their wine glasses, and walked over
to where Susie and Melanie were sitting. There was an empty chair to
Susie's left, and Penny sat in it. To Melanie's right there was an empty
chair, and Sandy took that one.
"Hi!" Penny said brightly to Susie. She took Susie's fork from her
hand and put her arm about Susie's shoulders. Her body felt warm as
she snuggled up against Susie. She wore no bra beneath her semi-sheer
blouse. Her breasts joggled freely.
"I can feed myself!" Susie protested.
"Why should you, when I'm willing to do it for you?" Penny asked.
Susie felt both secure in the woman's embrace and threatened. Penny
brought a forkfull of bacon to Susie's lips. Susie balked and the bacon
fell onto her blouse.
"Oh, my! Now look what you've done," Penny admonished Susie.
The woman turned to Elaine. "Elaine, Susie's blouse will have to be
taken off and washed!"
"Such a pity," Elaine said.
"Well, you're just as bad as your friend," Sandy said as Melanie's
own protestations caused a proffered glass of coffee to spill on her
breast.
"Yow! That's hot!" Melanie cried as the hot coffee soaked quickly
through her thin T-shirt. Sandy laughed.
"You've created your own wet T-shirt contest," Sandy said. "Shall
I wet the other one for you too?"
"No," Melanie said, pouting. "And you can leave MY shirt on." She
glanced sideways, the persistent Penny brushed away Susie's hands and
insisted on unbuttoning her blouse.
"Whatever you wish, dear," Sandy smiled at Melanie. "But you
should eat." She speared half a strip of bacon and lifted it. "Open
wide."
Susie munched on her food as Penny fed her. Penny's glass kept
being refilled with champagne, as was Sandy's, but Susie and Melanie
were not urged to drink any more than they needed to wash down their
meal. Susie consoled herself with the fact that, at this repast at least,
she would not have to publicly pee for her fellow guests.
"Elaine?" Susie asked a bit later, when she had truly eaten all she
could. "May I please be shown to your restroom?"
"What is it, darling?" Elaine asked.
"I-I have to go to the bathroom," Susie said. Elaine laughed.
"We all do," Elaine said. "You know how we relieve ourselves in
polite company. Would you like to go first?"
"I have to do number two," Susie said.
"Ah," Elaine said. "And how about you, Melanie, do you have to go
potty too?"
"No," Melanie said.
"Well, we'll have to give you some castor oil then," Elaine said.
"But as for you, Susie, you say you are ready to present us with a
display of your nether offering?"
"That's not quite how I put it," Susie said.
"No matter," Elaine said, rising. She picked up her flagellum from
the table and thrust it through the sash about her waist. "You and
Melanie both have beautiful bottoms and the men here will delight in
seeing you exercise your hind cheeks by pooping into a pan."
"I really would prefer a toilet," Susie said, her eyes on Elaine as
the woman strolled over to her chair.
"Lean forward," Elaine said when she was directly behind Susie's
chair. Susie obeyed. Elaine reached down Susie's back and unhooked her
bra. Deftly she slipped its straps off Susie's slim shoulders and down
her arms. Elaine tossed the bra in the direction of several males, who
all reached forward at once to catch it.
"Stand up," Elaine said to Susie. The girl rose. Her breasts
jiggled freely. "This dress will never do," Elaine said. "We all must be
able to see your bottom to admire it." Elaine unzipped Susie's dress. It
fell in a pool to the floor.
"Of course my panties come off too?" Susie asked in a resigned
voice.
"Not yet," Elaine said. "You asked to see my bathroom, and by God,
you will!" Elaine took Susie by the hand and beckoned the others to
follow. She called to a butler and whispered in his ear. He hurried
away.
Elaine led her guests out the back of the house and across the
lawn. They passed the butler, returning to the house, as they went.
Susie was the only member of the group who was topless, and she did
her best to cover her breasts with her long lemon locks. Despite the
fact that she knew nobody outside their group could see her, Susie still
felt awkward being the only female who was without a top.
"This looks like a stable," Susie said when their little group had
crossed the back lawn and entered a wooden building. The smell of hay
greeted their nostrils. On the wall hung harnessing equipment,
including a variety of whips. In the middle of the floor stood a lone
wooden side chair. In front of the chair, on the floor, was a wide
porcelain bowl.
"Alright, now, off with your panties!" Elaine said to both Susie
and Melanie. Reluctantly both girls drew off their undies. Elaine
extended her hand and made the girls hand their panties to her. Elaine
walked behind Melanie. She tugged on the girl's shirt. "Well, it doesn't
cover too much of your bottom, I guess you can keep it on," Elaine said.
"Susie," Elaine commanded. "You first. Walk over to that chair
and sit down on it backwards."
"Backwards?" Susie asked.
"You heard me. With your butt sticking out over the front of the
chair, and your breasts facing the back," Elaine said. It was then that
Susie realized why the porcelain bowl had been placed in front of the
chair.
As gracefully as she could, clenching her buttocks slightly as the
need to defecate increased, Susie walked over to the chair. She
straddled the wooden seat and sat her bottom down upon it.
"Good, now stick your bottom out more, OFF the edge of the seat,"
Elaine commanded. Susie felt terribly lewd as she stuck out her
derriere. "More," Elaine said. "Get your entire bottom off the chair.
Only your thighs should be on the seat, and then not even all of them."
Susie bit her lower lip and stuck her posterior out even farther. Her
eyes gazed at the far wall of the stable, where an array of restraints
and flagellums hung ominously. Elaine walked up behind her.
"That's my girl," Elaine said. She stroked Susie's long hair. "Dip
your back now, that's it, push the small of your back toward the rear of
the chair. Susie dipped her back, forming her bottom into a neat round
ball with a distinctive crack up the middle. Elaine reached down and
Susie felt the woman's fingertips graze her open nether hole.
"Can you go poop poop for me, into the little bowl?" Elaine said,
almost as if she were talking to a toddler. Susie felt the shit begin to
slide down her chute. She bore down. Elaine sensed her impending
release and withdrew her hand. The first of several longish turds
plopped into the porcelain basin beneath Susie's bottom.
Melanie stood by, watching the scene intently. She passed her
hands over her own bottom, knowing she would be next. Sandy stood
beside her, caressing her. Penny walked to the wall beyond Susie. She
opened a cigar box sitting atop a bale of hay.
Susie had been watching Penny with idle eyes as she felt yet
another turd slide down her chocolate chute to plop into the bowl.
Suddenly Susie's eyes widened. Penny drew forth a slim dildo from the
cigar box.
"Hmm, I wonder which one would do best?" Penny asked herself
aloud. Still holding her first selection, she reached in and drew forth
another. She turned to Susie.
"What's your favorite color?" Penny asked. The question seemed
innocuous enough, but Susie trembled as she realized the import of the
inquiry. The dildos were different colors. The color Susie chose would
be inserted into her.
"Hmm?" Penny asked, trying to look as innocent as possible. But
it was obvious the girl was trying to conceal some wicked intent.
"Tell Penny which color you like best," Elaine admonished Susie.
A flashcube popped as she photographed Susie at her potty.
"B-Black," Susie said, scrunching up her face, trying to think of a
color that dildos didn't come in.
"Oooh!" Penny whistled. "Well! These dildos are made specially
thin just for the anus, but I guess you want the biggest one of all!" She
pulled out a big, black dildo, just like the penis a black man would have.
"Oh, God!" Susie cried, realizing her mistake. She made to rise,
but Sandy appeared behind her, straddling her potty bowl, with her
hands firmly pressed upon Susie's shoulders. Susie's heart sank.
"My, my, I hope you're not a racist," Elaine smiled, walking around
the back of Susie's chair to face the blonde. Penny, just beyond,
reached up on tiptoe and took a thin strip of leather down from the
wall. She handed it to Elaine.
Elaine bent forward. The globes of her breasts revealed
themselves to Susie beyond the low cut front of her dress. The nipples
were just visible beyond the edge of the drooping fabric. Elaine
reached through the bars that formed the back of Susie's chair and
grasped Susie's wrists where they lay at the back of the wooden seat.
Gently, as if she were tying the girl's shoes for her, Elaine looped the
leather strip about Susie's wrists. Then she tied them off to a bar near
the base of the chair.
Elaine rose. She gazed approvingly at Susie. She stroked the
blonde's hair where it fell over her forehead. Susie looked up at the
woman, fear in her eyes. The last of the turds squeezed its way out of
her rectum and plopped into the porcelain.
Penny, armed with two more straps from the wall, walked over to
where Susie sat captive. Penny handed one of the straps she held to
Sandy. Both girls bent down. Quietly Penny and Sandy bound each of
Susie's ankles to a front leg of the chair. Susie's left ankle was tied to
the chair's right leg, and vice versa. Susie broke her eyes from Elaine's
and bent her head down. Her hair tumbled over her eyes. She felt the
nakedness of her back and bottom. A small voice inside her head told
her she looked exquisite.
Elaine walked behind Susie. The blonde still wore the belt she
had been given. Elaine, her breath on Susie's back, reached around to
Susie's tummy and unbuckled the belt. "A bit of riding would be in
order first, I think," Elaine said.
Elaine stepped back, weighing the leather belt in her palm. The
woman gazed at Susie's bottom. It gleamed with a whiteness that
rivaled cream. "Such a succulent target," Elaine breathed. There was
passion in her voice.
"No, please," Susie heard Melanie say. Melanie, begging for
reprieve for her? Somehow Susie wished the girl hadn't spoken...for her
own good.
"Kiss her bottom," Elaine said. Susie couldn't believe her ears.
Her bottomhole was moist with recently departed dung. It needed
wiping.
"Her-?" Melanie began, shocked. Then she knew she should say no
more. With mincing steps Melanie approached Susie. She knelt down at
her friend's behind.
"You shouldn't have spoken," Susie whispered.
"I was just trying to save you," Melanie replied, but in a voice not
small enough to escape Elaine's ears.
"Did I bid you talk?" Elaine said to Melanie.
"N-No, ma'am," Melanie said. Furtively her hands stole back to
protect her vulnerable bottom.
"CRAAACK!" the belt came against Melanie's heinie.
"HooOoooh!" Melanie cried, leaping upward from her squat.
Fortunately she did not actually rise to her feet, but merely bounced
upon her heels.
"I guess you just can't wait for your turn, can you, little girl?"
Elaine said to Melanie.
"Y-Yes, ma'am," Melanie said, voice quavering.
"Well, you both have the loveliest white bottoms I've seen in quite
awhile, and which one feels the strap first is hardly of consequence to
me," Elaine said. "Penny, fetch a towel."
"Yes, ma'am," Penny said. She knew what to do, and a moment
later she was kneeling just to the right of Melanie, with a fluffy white
towel in her hands. She held it open, as if making an offering of it to
the 16-year-old.
"Melanie, Susie's bottom needs wiping, as I'm sure you can see,"
Elaine said.
"Wouldn't toilet paper be better, ma'am?" Melanie asked in the
voice of a 5-year-old. Elaine chuckled.
"The towel is not for Susie's bottom, Melanie," Elaine said. "It is
for your tongue." Melanie started. Wiping another girl's bottom for her
was bad enough. But could Elaine mean what she thought she did?
"You will lick Susie's bottom clean," Elaine commanded Melanie.
"Periodically, if you don't want a mouth full of shit, you will wipe your
tongue upon Penny's towel. I suggest you do it after every lick."
"No! Ma'am! PleaseÑEEEeeeOoooh!" Melanie's protestation was
interrupted by a well timed crack of the belt upon her bum.
"Lick!" Elaine yelled. At once Melanie began burrowing into
Susie's bottom.
Susie squirmed upon her chair. It was the most amazing thing,
having a wet tongue explore the interior of her anus. If it wasn't so
wicked, she would have said it was thrilling, Susie thought to herself,
shooing the idea from her mind as soon as it appeared. Susie wriggled
her hips. She emitted a small mewing sound. She felt a little nose
bump against her bottom, where the cheeks joined. Poor Melanie! How
could the girl bear to lick out another female's arse? Susie hoped she
would never have to do such an awful thing. Still, those handsome men
that had been sitting at the table with them...how lovely it would be to
have one of them sucking shit from her! Again Susie did her best to
squelch the decadent thought. Still, getting one's bottom licked was
far better than a strapping...
"Well, you've both been very good girls," Elaine said a bit later.
She walked up to Melanie and Susie. Melanie looked up from Susie's
derriere with hopeful eyes. "Yes, you may stop now," Elaine smiled at
the teen.
Sandy appeared with mouthwash. She knelt on Melanie's left side
and had the girl rinse her mouth three times. Then Sandy produced a
toothbrush, squirted toothpaste on it, and had Melanie open her mouth
yet again and stick out her tongue. Three times Sandy vigorously
brushed down Melanie's tongue. Melanie, for her part, made an
involuntary "Aaaahhh" sound as if she were visiting the dentist. Finally
even Melanie's teeth were scrubbed.
Four pails of water had been required for the cleansing of
Melanie's mouth, and the men who had brought them up now retrieved
them. Hardly noticing the men before, when her mouth was little more
than a john, Melanie now noted with approval that their cocks were big
and hard and dripping pre-cum. It was a thought that Melanie found
strange, given her predicament. A part of her longed to soil her tongue
once more taking those big penises into her mouth.
"A few strokes, that is all," Elaine said to Susie, bending low to
whisper. It was almost as if she were asking permission from the
bound girl. Susie looked up at Elaine but otherwise made no response.
Elaine stepped back.
"OOOOoooH!" Susie screeched as the first strike fell. She threshed
in her bonds. Her bottom burned. A few strokes might be all she would
get, but they would be lively ones.
"OOOOoooHooHoo!" Susie cried again as the second lash fell. It
was quickly followed by a third, then a fourth. If Susie's mind had not
been so clouded by pain she would then have heard Elaine drop the belt
to the hay strewn floor. A soft sound, to be sure, but one that would no
doubt have been heard and appear to bode relief. In fact, however,
Elaine was merely switching implements. Melanie had in fact seen
Elaine drop the belt, and was shocked when the woman drew her bamboo
cane from her sash.
"Just a touch up now," Elaine said. She moved closer to Susie's
bottom.
"Whack!" the cane went, procuring a cry from Susie. The cry broke
into a sob as it tailed off. The recesses of the barn echoed.
"Whack!" the cane came again, once more producing emotion.
Melanie watched with terrified eyes. Thrice more the flagellum struck,
and then Elaine returned it to its place in her sash.
"Now to top off the fun," Elaine said, and lifted her hand and
snapped her fingers. Penny strolled up with the black dildo. Elaine
stepped back and Sandy came up and knelt behind Susie. She took hold
of the girl's hot bottom cheeks and pulled them even farther apart than
they already were. Penny stroked the black dildo. She had spent the
interval of the belting greasing it down.
"Be gentle, girls," Elaine commanded the two temptresses at
Susie's derriere. "Only give her as much as she can take, plus a little
more. And Susie," the woman added, turning to her. "Do not clench your
bottom cheeks. You're to take as much as your inexperienced bottom
will allow. If you cheat by trying to squeeze your rectum shut my whip
will return."
Susie sat trembling as she felt the knob of the dildo's head slide
between the cheeks of her bottom. It touched her anus. It pushed
forward, not waiting for permission. Involuntarily Susie squeezed her
cheeks together.
"She's resisting, ma'am," Sandy called. She could feel Susie's
bottom cheeks clenching beneath her fingers.
"Whack!" Elaine stepped in and seared her cane across Susie's
derriere.
"I think the tail of my whip would serve to enlarge your pretty
little anus," Elaine said to Susie. "Would you like me to do that?"
After waiting a moment, Susie realized Elaine expected a verbal
response. "N-No, ma'am," Susie said with a little sniffle, tears
streaming down her face. She felt the dildo press deeper and tried with
all her might not to clench her cheeks again. It was so hard! How could
a girl be expected to take a big rubber phallus up her ass without
resisting? Susie bit her lower lip, eyelids squeezing together as yet
more tears stained her cheeks. Valiantly she tried to weather the
entry. Up, up, up the phallus went. Surely it would be obstructed by
something? What if the girls had used a tube instead? Would that have
snaked all the way up through her intestines? Susie imagined herself
sitting on the chair with a shit coated tube sticking out of her mouth.
"I think that's as far as it'll go," Penny said. Susie was about to
shudder a sigh of relief when the dildo was given a shove.
"Oohk!" Susie grunted. The dildo had been shunted up another three
eighths of an inch.
"Leave it in her for a bit. Let her feel the fullness of it," Elaine
said proudly, as if it were her bottom that was at the center of the
spectacle. Penny and Sandy rose and stepped back. Susie, sitting upon
the chair, felt the dildo sticking lewdly out the base of her bottom.
Furtively she glanced over her shoulder to attempt to see the evil
implement. The rondure of her bottom blocked her view. A flashcube,
however, caught her full in the face. Her eyes looked up at Elaine's
camera as the bulb popped, catching her as she looked back to try to see
the dildo.
"My, now that's a shot I'd like to have on my wall," Elaine said.
"And the earlier photo I took I could use as a dartboard! What a
pleasure it would be to play darts upon upon Susie's bottom, then award
this dildo up the ass picture to the one who hits the bull's-eye!" Susie
returned her eyes to the rear of the chair and began crying.
"Boo! Hoo! Hoo!" Susie wept. She felt humiliated. All these
people looking at her bottom, with a dildo stuck up it! Not to mention
the embarrassing red stripes that crisscrossed it...as if she were a
naughty little girl to whom her daddy had taken his belt.
"What's the matter, honey?" Elaine asked with a consoling voice.
Susie kept crying. Slowly the blonde began to feel herself gain control
of this debauched scene. She wished she had thrown a tantrum earlier.
After Melanie's beating and accompanying impalement both she
and Susie were ushered back to the house and upstairs to Elaine's
master bedroom. The wooden hot tub was still there, bubbling with
fresh water. The two girls were immersed in it by Penny and Sandy and
found solace in its warmth. They huddled together.
After awhile Penny and Sandy insisted on Susie and Melanie
breaking from the comfort of each other's arms so they could be
washed. Carefully their bottoms were soaped and rinsed, and the rest
of the lovely skin on their bodies was not neglected either. Elaine
supervised all. Then Susie and Melanie were taken to another bedroom
where they were tucked together between the crisp white sheets of a
bed. Elaine dismissed Penny and Sandy and, cane still through her sash
in case of any disobedience, sat down on the side of Susie and Melanie's
bed. She picked up a story book from a bedside table.
"Now this is the story of two little girls," Elaine began. Susie
could hardly believe her ears. The woman was going to read a bedtime
story to her and Melanie! Melanie looked shocked too, but her eyes
drooped from fear and exhaustion even as she Elaine spoke her first
line.
"These two girls were walking through a wood when they spied a
big, black dildo," Elaine continued. Well, it wouldn't quite be a
traditional bedtime story after all. No doubt there was one in Elaine's
book about Little Red Riding Hood being fucked by the wolf...the Three
Bears committing incest...the Three Little Gay Pigs...Susie drifted off to
sleep even as her out of control mind conjured up more obscene
possibilities for the contents of Elaine's book.
Elaine saw that both girls were asleep and patted the girl's
breasts. Their mammaries stuck straight up just above the fringe of
the coverlet. Their nipples were hard. How lovely it would be to take a
cane to those bosoms, Elaine thought, but wanted not to disturb the
girls. They had had enough for one day. Let them sleep, rest for the
possibilities which the night would bring.
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