- NND --------------------------------------------------------- Visit my FTP site: ftp://ftp.asstr.org/pub/Authors/Roller/ <--click Click, or put the address into your browser. All my stories are there. --------------------------------------------------------------- Andrew Roller Presents NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS in Night Games Chapter Seventeen The meal had been delicious, but now it was time to Òpay the piper,Ó as their hostess announced. Their group consisted of six; Gwen, Cindy, her mother, and three other men, unknown to them, until this evening. Their hostess, a woman from Germany, led them from the dining room. She took them down a hall to a door. She smiled and opened it. Inside was a white tiled bathroom. She ushered her guests inside, and they gasped as they found themselves in the close confines of the room. For it was small, and it had no sink, no tub, and no other outlet save the one theyÕd come through. A medicine cabinet without no door displayed odd amenities for a bathroom: two cans of Redi-wip, with speckles of moisture on their sides. They were no longer in a refrigerator, but had obviously just been placed in the cabinet. Next to them was a bear-shaped bottle of honey. On the shelf below it was a glass, and next to it a pile of Alka-Seltzer tablets. There was a chap stick and a tube of Binaca breath spray. There was a pile of condoms, a jar of vaseline, a tube of KY jelly and several other types of creme, some that grew hot in the hands and on the flesh and some whose contents grew cold. There was a spray bottle of perfume. And finally, there was a gag and a blindfold. There was one other item in the white-tiled bathroom. A toilet, and next to it a roll of tissue paper. ÒGo when youÕre ready,Ó the hostess told her guests. ÒIn the meantime, enjoy yourselves.Ó She smiled and left the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Sasha blinked. She reached for her daughterÕs hand. They were in the home of a woman who had converted her premises to a Òdungeon,Ó as she called it, each room of the house devoted to a specific pleasure. There was no doubt as to which fetish this room catered to. Sasha put a hand to her belly. It felt full. She had little doubt that in the course of an hour or so she would be needing the toilet behind her, if only to empty her bladder. to be continued... 30 ---------------- Naughty Naked Dreamgirls! ----------------- -- More stories at: http://groups.google.com/ Search by typing: roller666@earthlink.net Click on ÒPower SearchÓ Change ÒstandardÓ archive to ÒcompleteÓ archive. -- Other providers: IFLC: http://assm.asstr.org and http://asstr.org AnyaÕs LilÕ Hideaway: http://www.insatiable.net/ Silver: http://www.mr-yellow.com/goodies The Backdrop Club: http://www.backdrop.com Usenet Newsgroup: alt.sex.stories.moderated -- Great art books by David Hamilton and Jock Sturges are at: http://www.amazon.com http://bn.com (photos of naked little girls) -- Naked little girls/politics: http://www.AlessandraSmile.com Man/boy love: http://www.nambla.de Politics: http://www.lp.org http://www.isil.org http://www.fear.org http://www.fija.org http://www.aclu.org -- Naughty Naked Dreamgirls (Library of Congress ISSN: 1070-1427) is copyright 2001 by Andrew Roller. All rights reserved. -- Visit me at: http://home.earthlink.net/~roller666/index.html Or at /~Roller/index.html (It is case sensitive, i.e. type Roller, not roller).