Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
in 
DUNGEON OF DESIRE

Chapter Five

	I awoke and rubbed my pussy.  I winced as I tried to rise up in the bed and was made to remember my weals.  Sauron slept beside me.  I lay there a moment contemplating him, running my hand over his massive frame as my fingers touched my pussy, raw from his fuckings.  HeÕd fucked me once downstairs, in my poor hurting ass, then twice more in his bed, deep in my pussy.  
	I looked about but I did not see Katy or Jennifer or Dick.  I wondered if my lover still hung downstairs, perhaps with his balls shaved, perhaps even still waiting to cum as the girls endlessly teased him.
	I slipped from the bed.  SauronÕs bed.  My master.  I went to the bathroom and peed.  Sitting there, wiping myself, I decided to leave.  It would be the perfect crime, in a way, trapping my lover inside SauronÕs house, leaving both him and Sauron to each otherÕs company.
	I wanted to go home.  I saw no way to extricate myself short of just walking out, as my master slept in his bed.  When he awoke, I would be given new chores.  I longed no longer to do them.  I wanted to regain a sense of myself again.  A beach brat, playing, teasing.  I didnÕt wish for domination anymore.  
	Creeping down the hall to the guest bedroom, I found my clothes there.  I wished IÕd worn a bra now, but the t-shirt would have to do.  I slipped it on.  I wanted a shower but I couldnÕt risk waiting.  Once Sauron woke, I would be his again.  I slipped on my shorts.  I felt messy.  I looked in the mirror and tried to fluff out my hair and then, feeling the skin crawl on my back, I imagined I saw Sauron in the doorway, his penis huge, wanting to possess me again.  	
	I bolted for the front door.  I looked about once, my hand firmly on the handle.  Then I twisted it.  It opened.  Perhaps it had been locked before, but now it was open.  Sauron, with me asleep in his bed, well-fucked, might have gone outside a moment, to study the stars and revel in his victories.  But heÕd left the door unlocked behind him.  Unlockable, rather, from the inside.  I was a prisoner no more.
	I dashed into the street.  I could not think of what to do.  A car came along, kids my age.  They stopped.
	ÒYou look... fucked up,Ó a boy mused from a side window.  He admired me openly.  In my thin t-shirt, my nipples clearly showing, my legs bare and my shorts quite short, I was hardly a chador-wearing muslim girl.  But my hair was wrecked and my makeup had been ruined from all my crying and kissing.  
	A girl in the back of the car opened the door.  ÒYou can get in if you like,Ó she said to me, a little in awe of me, I think.  ÒARE you fucked up?Ó she asked.
	ÒNo,Ó I smiled, slipping into the car, glad to be out of the hot morning sun.  ÒJust fucked.Ó  She giggled.
	We sped away into the dawn of a new day.

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