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                                        Andrew Roller Presents
                                   NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
                                                       in 
                                                 Penitents

                                               Chapter Four

         The location selected for JeffÕs punishment was an old winery on the 
outskirts of Rome.  It was about 50 miles from Jeff and PeggyÕs hotel.  
Jeff was surprised at the distance they had to drive but Alexandra 
explained to him that she had several locations where she could set up her 
gear and she always tried to match the setting with the recipient.
         ÒYou are young and strong and a mansion or parlor might be 
inadequate to hold you when things get rough,Ó Alexandra told Jeff.  ÒHere 
we will have complete privacy.  ThereÕs no way you can escape, even if you 
do manage to get away from me.Ó  Jeff looked at the high stone wall 
surrounding the property as the limo entered; the woman was right, even 
if he were to get free in the yard those walls would be tough to get over.  
They looked at least 20 feet high!  The limo passed up a driveway and 
pulled in front of the winery.  Alexandra got out, bringing Peggy with her.  
With some misgivings Jeff got out as well.
         The building was made of stone, just like the wall that surrounded 
it.  Alexandra used a key to open the front door.  It was a heavy wooden 
door.  The first thing Jeff saw when he stepped inside, following 
Alexandra who guided Peggy, was an unremarkable room with several old 
chairs and a vase of flowers.  The flowers were wildflowers, newly cut 
from out beyond the wall, Jeff guessed, for heÕd seen them growing in 
bunches there.
         ÒPlease undress,Ó Alexandra said to Jeff.  She smiled at him as she 
seated Peggy on a chair, again lifting the back of her cloak so her bare 
bottom could feel her seat directly.  ÒWhen youÕre naked, call me.  IÕll be in 
the other room,Ó Alexandra said.
         ÒCouldnÕt we... look around first?Ó Jeff asked, feeling scared 
suddenly, despite the urgent way his penis was tenting his pants.
         ÒJeff, weÕve come here to do something very important.  DonÕt waste 
my time,Ó Alexandra told the boy.
         ÒActually, I have to go to the bathroom,Ó Jeff said.  ÒIt was kind of a 
long ride.Ó  Immediately, sitting on the chair, Peggy nodded.  There was an 
urgency in her nod.
         ÒAll your bodily functions will be seen to in due time,Ó Alexandra 
told Jeff.  ÒUndress, please.  IÕll be waiting.Ó
         The woman left the room.  Jeff, not knowing quite what to do, began 
stripping off his pants, if only to give his dick some air.  Then, when his 
cock was free, he took off his tie and finally unbuttoned and stripped off 
his shirt.  Eagerly now, he yanked off his shoes and socks.  He stood 
barefoot on the roomÕs old carpet, ready for anything.  
         ÒAre you indecent?Ó Alexandra called from the other room, laughing 
at her joke.
         ÒY- Yes,Ó Jeff said.  ÒBut I still have to go to the bathroom.Ó  He 
looked at Peggy.  ÒI think she does too,Ó he said, for Peggy had taken to 
wriggling on her chair.
         Alexandra reappeared.  JeffÕs jaw dropped in astonishment.  The 
woman was more incredibly beautiful than he could have imagined.  She 
wore a police cap on her head.  Around her waist was a utility belt armed 
with a whip, handcuffs, and a leather-clad paddle.  Long boots stretched up 
her legs to well past her knees.  Opera-length gloves, similar to those 
Peggy wore, but without the complex of ties that bound them together, 
stretched up AlexandraÕs arms.  Everything she wore was black, even the 
collar which sheÕd buckled around her neck.  Her ÔuniformÕ hid nothing.  Her 
breasts jutted nakedly, her belly lay flat and available, her pussy showed 
boldly that her hair was naturally dark.  She had her long hair pinned up 
loosely under her police cap.  Jeff longed to see it freed, and the woman 
flat on her back receiving his cock.
         But Alexandra had other plans.  She took the only non-black thing off 
her ÔuniformÕ, the shiny metal handcuffs.  She urged Jeff to turn around 
and he did so, his penis quivering in front of him dying to pee and to spurt.
         ÒThere,Ó Alexandra said, when she had locked the handcuffs around 
JeffÕs hands, binding his hands behind him.  ÒNow letÕs see what sort of 
mischief we can expose your penis to.Ó
         Alexandra took Jeff into the room beyond.  It shocked Jeff.  He saw 
more whips and paddles, hung up on the walls, plus machines which men 
had obviously had to haul and unload:  pillories, a guillotine, a rack and a 
cage, a medical examining table and a device used for stretching the body.  
Jeff couldnÕt identify them all at first, he had no experience of such 
things except from books describing medieval torture.  As he gaped at his 
surroundings Alexandra walked him over to a curious arrangement of 
objects.  A coffee pot sat on top of a stool.  Oddly, there was a cork lodged 
in the side of the pot.  In front of the stool a barrel was standing.  There 
was a waist-high refrigerator beside the stool.
         ÒThis is your first test,Ó Alexandra said to Jeff.  ÒThereÕs water in 
this coffee pot.  ItÕs hot, I wonÕt kid you.  IÕm going to pull out this cork 
lodged in the side of the pot.  When the water begins flowing out, falling 
into that barrel, I want you to show me your bravery.Ó
         ÒHow?Ó Jeff asked.  Alexandra smiled at the dumbfounded look on his 
face.
         ÒBy thrusting your penis into the hole.Ó
         ÒGood God!Ó Jeff said.  Alexandra didnÕt wait for him to say ÔyesÕ.  
She pulled out the cork.  Immediately the water began rushing out of the 
side of the coffee pot.  Jeff heard it spilling down into the barrel and he 
wondered if he could muster the strength to jab his dick into the waterÕs 
flow, into the pot!
         ÒIf you refuse, youÕll be spanked and next time the water will be 
even hotter than it is now,Ó Alexandra warned the boy.  He looked at her, 
then again at the water flowing out.  ÒAlright,Ó Alexandra said, when he 
still hesitated.  She unclipped the leather clad paddle from her utility 
belt.  ÒBend over,Ó she told Jeff.
         ÒBut I havenÕt decided!Ó Jeff cried.
         ÒYou have taken too long,Ó Alexandra told Jeff.  ÒWhen youÕre given 
an order, you must obey... immediately!  Bend over!Ó she snapped at Jeff.  
To the boyÕs surprise, he complied.  Anything was better than sticking his 
dick in a coffee pot!  A moment later, with his fingers trying to cover his 
ass, the paddle came slamming down.  Alexandra had no regard for his 
hands and Jeff howled as the paddle nearly broke his fingers.  ÒDonÕt cover 
yourself!Ó  Alexandra ordered.  ÒYou are still disobeying.  Do you want me 
to take you to jail?Ó
         ÒNo, no!Ó Jeff cried.  He danced around for a moment, his cock 
waggling, as he absorbed the awful sting in his fingers.  The water 
finished flowing out of the coffee pot.  Jeff regretted his disobedience and 
when Alexandra told him to bend over again, he complied immediately.  It 
did not spare his ass.  With his bladder full, she gave him ten solid 
smacks, making his urine bounce around inside himself even as his balls 
jumped and banged against his legs.  
         ÒNow, this time I want you to stick your dick in, as youÕre told,Ó 
Alexandra told the boy, when she had drained the barrel, refilled her 
coffee pot, and allowed the water to heat.  ÒGod, youÕre as nervous as a 
virgin!Ó Alexandra said.
         Jeff thrust himself into the hole in the coffee pot as soon as 
Alexandra removed the cork.  And then he screamed.  The water was hot!  
He yanked his dick back out, letting the water spill forth.  Alexandra 
frowned at him.
         ÒYouÕre letting all the water escape, Jeff,Ó she told the boy.  ÒYouÕll 
get another ten smacks for that, and this time not with a paddle either, 
but with a riding crop.Ó  She shook her head.  ÒI guess you donÕt 
understand,Ó she told the boy.  ÒYou wonÕt have passed this test until an 
absolute minimum of water is lying in the bottom of the barrel.Ó
         Jeff wept when the riding crop was applied to his ass.  When 
Alexandra was finished, and had set up her coffee pot again, Jeff eagerly 
thrust his dick into the pot, this time stopping all but the first bit of 
water.  He screamed; the water was almost unbearably hot, but anything 
was better than having to face what Alexandra had promised him if he 
disobeyed again.  It was a martinet she threatened him with next, and one 
look at its twelve wire strands made Jeff hold himself in the pot until 
Alexandra gave him permission to take himself out.  Then, smiling 
wickedly, she opened the refrigerator that was standing next to the coffee 
pot.  From the freezer section she took out a squirt gun.  The water in it 
was almost frozen but not quite; she blasted JeffÕs penis with ice cold 
water.  He wept again as he received it, at first trying to turn away from 
it but then scared even more, scared of the martinet.  When at last the 
squirtgun was empty Alexandra told him he could empty his bladder.

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