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                                        Andrew Roller Presents
                                   NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
                                                       in 
                                              Night Games

                                            Chapter Eleven


         Sasha grimaced.  She squirmed on the bed, her ass flaming, Kazar 
kneeling over her with his loincloth removed, his penis stiff as an iron bar 
over her bottom.  As for her seat, it was blazing red, as if sheÕd sat 
accidentally on a burner on an oven, except that instead of neat oval rings 
she was defaced with long red marks, from the whip, which now flashed 
down again and produced, along with its own harsh smacking sound, a new 
scream from her lips.
         ÒKeep struggling.  It will do you no good but it is well to try, to 
know how captive and helpless you are, how utterly you must give of 
yourself to your master, for his pleasure, whatever that may be,Ó Gwen 
told the young mother as she knelt next to her on the bed.  She was 
stroking her long blonde hair, which moved like a wild rope loose in a 
storm when the young mother was in pain, thrashing on the bed, and which 
lay quiet now as Kazar got off the bed to give her aching bottom a break.
         ÒShe is doing well,Ó Kazar said.  He put down his whip and grabbed 
his cock with one hand, putting his other on his belly, as if having just 
enjoyed a good meal.  He rubbed himself, enjoying the spectacle of the 
well-whipped mother lying in the bed and Gwen, having cast off her robe, 
kneeling nakedly beside her.  The hostess had a fine ass.  Kazar was 
looking forward to putting his cock in it.
         ÒYes, she is,Ó Gwen agreed.  She bent lower and turned SashaÕs face 
toward her.  She kissed it, offering at the same time a spectacular 
mooning view of her ass to Kazar.  ÒYou have taken your first whipping,Ó 
Gwen told Sasha, who needed no reminding, groaning anew at the pain in 
her bottom.  ÒYour first whipping of the night, I mean, for do you not 
always come to my parties to be punished?Ó  Sasha bit her lip.  It was 
something she didnÕt like confronting.  She enjoyed pain, to a limited 
extent.  Not the pain itself but the feeling she got from it, the tension she 
felt now as she lay bound to the bed, her bottom precariously poised for 
more whipping.  But tonight she feared they might go too far.
         ÒGwen, please make him stop,Ó Sasha managed to get out as she lay 
bottom-up, feeling the woman smooth her long mane of hair.
         ÒNever, dear.  You look too cute getting your ass whipped,Ó Gwen 
said.  ÒIÕm sure everyone heard your screams.Ó
         ÒIÕm worried about my daughter,Ó Sasha told Gwen.
         ÒAs well you should be,Ó Gwen laughed.  ÒShe is about to be fucked 
by a man four times her age,Ó she said.
         ÒOh, God!  Gwen!Ó Sasha pleaded, pulling again at her bonds.  Gwen 
shook her head.
         ÒNo, you must not intervene,Ó Gwen told Sasha.  ÒYou have work to do 
here.  ÒYour bottom must be put to pillage and I am here to see that it is 
properly done.  I want to make sure you get very full.Ó
         ÒNo!Ó Sasha gasped, groaning as the movements of her body, tugging 
at her bonds, caused her bottom cheeks to flex, increasing the pain there.  
ÒAh, God!Ó Sasha said.
         ÒIÕm going to whip you now,Ó Gwen told Sasha.  The young motherÕs 
eyes flew wide.  
         ÒGwen, please!Ó she cried, but the beautiful hostess ceased stroking 
her hair and got off her, and went and picked out a whip, and returned to 
her and hit her with it.  ÒGwennnnnnn!Ó Sasha screamed, the pain of 
KazarÕs marks now being enhanced by this new assault.
         ÒTwenty strokes.  I know you can take it,Ó Gwen told the young 
mother.  And she hit her again, very hard, right where she knew it would 
hurt most, down along the lowermost part of her wonderful behind.
         Meanwhile, back in the bedroom where Cindy was being kept, Alicia 
was in the throes of passion.  The little devil was proving quite adept 
with her tongue.  Alicia felt herself about to burst with an orgasm, her 
breath coming in fast uncontrollable gasps, Cindy now joining the fray 
with her finger, not assaulting Alicia, however, but diddling her own slit 
as she licked the woman.  Suddenly Ben erupted in a spray of sperm.  Both 
women cried out and CindyÕs mouth jerked up from AliciaÕs wide-open 
cunt.
         ÒAh, damn!Ó Ben gasped.  Even as he wished he had not cum so soon, 
he aimed himself at the two females, loving their shrieks as he sprayed 
them.  When he was finally finished the two girls set about licking the 
sperm from each other, Alicia still sitting in her chair, Cindy still on her 
hands and knees.  But Alicia, who had come so close to a stunning climax 
of her own, was somewhat disappointed.  And Cindy was still getting 
started.
         ÒLetÕs take her home and play with her more there,Ó Alicia said to 
Ben.
         ÒGreat idea,Ó Ben replied.  Alicia looked at the girl, aware of her 
legs which were still spread before her.
         ÒWill your mother let you take you home with us?Ó she asked Cindy.
         ÒLetÕs not ask her.  Then weÕll never know,Ó Cindy said.  Ben smiled.
         ÒI like your spirit,Ó he said.
         ÒI do too,Ó Alicia agreed.
         ÒI do too!Ó Cindy cried, lifting her hands, her breasts dancing on her 
chest as she threw them up in the air.
         ÒThen letÕs clean up and go,Ó Alicia said.  They did not continue with 
their tongues, but instead went into a private bathroom, that was 
connected to the bedroom they were in.  After much playing in the shower, 
where the sound of the spray and the walls in between drowned out her 
motherÕs screams, Cindy and Ben and Alicia all slipped out the apartmentÕs 
front door.  When they were in Ben and AliciaÕs car the young woman had a 
sudden change of heart.  She made Cindy write a note, and she took it 
upstairs and laid it on a table where she hoped Sasha would find it.  The 
note read,
         ÒDear Mom,
         ÒI am playing and will be back soon.
         ÒLove, CindyÓ
         As Alicia put the note on the table she could hear Sasha screaming.  
She hurried back downstairs, the sound of the little girlÕs shouting 
mother, obviously in pain, scaring her.

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