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Subject: Dungeon of Desire  part 5 of 6  (NND)

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                                  Andrew Roller Presents
                              NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
                                                 in 
                                     DUNGEON OF DESIRE

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                                         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.  He’d
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.  Sauron’s 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 Sauron’s house, leaving both him and Sauron to each other’s
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 didn’t wish
for domination anymore.  
         Creeping down the hall to the guest bedroom, I found my clothes
there.  I wished I’d worn a bra now, but the t-shirt would have to do. 
I slipped it on.  I wanted a shower but I couldn’t 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 he’d 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.
         “You look... fucked up,” 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.  “You can get in
if you like,” she said to me, a little in awe of me, I think.  “ARE you
fucked up?” she asked.
         “No,” I smiled, slipping into the car, glad to be out of the
hot morning sun.  “Just fucked.”  She giggled.
         We sped away into the dawn of a new day.

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