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Hi everyone.  I am re-posting this story by demand from several e-mailers. 
I will be adding to it over the coming weeks, hope you like it.  The story
is loosely based on my own experiences and embellished with my imagination
and with the help of some chat and e-mail pen pals.  That is why I prefer
to give the main character my own name.  I welcome your remarks about the
story and am always happy to discuss sexual preferences with likable people
in a chat or e-mail environment.  As always, this is not meant for kids, so
if you are under 18, GO AWAY.  


Sunday Afternoon.  Part 3:
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Tawny looked out at the beach and decided she would just relax on the beach
for a while.  She needed to do a good job at the club tonight, so she began
the day with a good aerobic workout and some toning routines for her waist
and shoulders and legs.  She was well into her routine after and hour and
her body was covered in a thin sheet of sweat as she finished up her last
set of crunches.  She ran inside and slipped on a suit, a hot pink one that
just about covered her for legal entry on a public beach, even though she
never thought of the strip of sand in front of her apartment as a public
beach.  She grabbed her chair and mat and off she went.
She dove in the water and cooled off after her workout.  The cold water on
her heated skin gave her a rush and she felt her nipples stiffen and push
against the thin material of her upper.  She rolled on her back and untied
the top, curled it up and tossed it up to her chair, then she dove under
and took a little swim.  She headed for shore, seeing no one, which was the
usual in this area.  An occasional passerby didn't bother her.  She liked
to see the bulging eyes on a passerby as she strolled out of the water with
her firm, erect breasts jutting out and her nearly nude body tanned and
ready to please a male eye.  But it wasn't to be the case today, or so she
thought.  She adjusted her chair so she could get some direct sun on her
breasts.  20 minutes would do it.  She reached in her bag and took out her
oil and put a thin layer on her upper torso and her legs, then she leaned
back and closed her eyes, adjusting her earphones for some soothing jazz. 
Minutes passed and she sensed something strange, like she was being
watched.  She looked around, but saw nothing.  She glanced at her watch,
noticing about 25 minutes had passed.  She turned to get herself ready for
some sun on her buttocks and reached for her top.  It wasn't there!  
"Where the hell?" she thought,  "I'm sure I threw it right there."  As she
looked around she got the sense she was watched again, and then saw him.  A
man coming from some brush up the beach a few yards.  She stared, thinking
he was familiar.  "Oh shit" she thought.  "It's Brian, Brian Peters."
Her mind quickly went into recall.  She thought of her and Brian a year
ago.  He was her first "master" and taught her much about how to enjoy sex.
 He was a great lover, but a total autocrat.  Sometimes cruel and sadistic,
but he had trained her to love the pain, mental and physical, which came in
a submissive relationship.  She had become dependent on his guidance to
fulfill her greatly expanded longing for sexual satisfaction.  She could
see he was still the great physical specimen he always was.  Broad
shoulders, strong arms and an iron grip.  She glanced at his crotch, which
she knew held a good 9 inch cock that had a huge capacity for staying.  He
had taken a dozen pills a day to maintain his virulent ability.  She could
never complain about his ability to bring on an orgasm, but he was a damned
pig!  He had treated her like a common whore and was lying and cheating
with her.  The last straw came when he tried to set her up for some hidden
camera work and sell her image.  He even tried to use her to pimp with some
"friends."   When she broke off with him she told him she never wanted to
see him again, so she was pissed to see him on "her" beach.

"Hello there my little Tawny, long time no see."  Brian said as he came up
to her.   Standing over her in her sunlight. 

"I must say. I am surprised to see the likes of you, did they let the dogs
out of the quarantine area?"  Tawny replied, holding her arms across her
chest.

"Tawny, Tawny, my my, you should have more respect for you old Master."  "I
see you have only ripened more." "Still the perfect body, the perfect face,
the perfect tits."  "You were good, real good."  "In fact, I even missed
you."  "How would you like it if I gave you another chance?"

Tawny scowled back.  "I wouldn't fuck you if you were the last man on
earth." "What the hell do you want?" She held her hands over her breasts,
not allowing him the pleasure of a view.

"Tawny, come now.  The very least you can do is let me have a look at those
famous Tawny nipples I used to work over so well for you."  "Let me have a
look and I'll give this back to you."  He said, holding up her top.

"Shit, you apparently already snuk a look, sort of like your little
cameras, you prick."  "Give it back damn it!"  Tawny shouted as she stood
up and lowered her hands so he could get a good look at her tits.

"Mmmmmm, yes baby, nice, very nice."  "I would love to clamp those buds and
put you back under my strap you hot bitch."  "Bet you're even better now,
now that you have had the benefit of my teachings."  "And I see you are
falling right on into doing what I say again."  "Didn't take you much to
give in and give me a ppek."

"Fuck you Brian."  "Gimme the goddamned suit."  She shouted at him.

Brian handed her the suit.  "Here you are now Tawny.  But you look better
without it."  He hesitated.  "But then you already know that, don't you?"

I don't give a shit about your opinion or anything else about you."  Tawny
shouted, turning to put her top back on.  Then she felt his arm reach
around her.  His arm came up from her left side, slid up between her
breasts and his hand locked onto her neck.  Her body was pulled against
his.  She could feel his bulge against her as his right arm ran down over
her belly.  His hand was like a vice on her neck and it was squeezing hard,
hard enough to cut the flow of blood from her head.  She struggled, but
quit shortly.  This was a familiar grasp.  His hand around her neck assured
she would not struggle long.  She felt his hand loosen as she stopped
struggling and his right hand reached down into her suit, down to her
crotch.  His fingers slid directly into her slit, feeling the warm wet
flesh.  She reacted to his touch with a weak moan, but then began to regain
her awareness that this was an enemy; someone attacking her.  She struggled
again and he pushed her forward, into the sand. Tawny got up and turned,
choking, holding her neck.

"You fucking bastard."  "Who the hell do you think you are?"  Don't ever
touch me again damn you."

Brian chuckled, holding up his wet fingers, sniffing them and then sucking
the juices off his hand.  "Just wanted to check it out."  "You are a hot
little bitch."  "Wet as a bitch in heat."  Just a glimpse of me and you see
cock and can't help yourself oozing your want."  "You're still the fuck
whore you were Tawny."  "And I will be fucking you again."  "You can count
on that."  "It's just a matter of time."

"Like hell I will."  "I'd fuck a dog before I'd fuck you."

Brian's smile widened.  "Yea, a dog."  "I'll remember that too."  "You may
very well fuck a dog you hot little twat."  ...."Tawny, I'm in the film
business now."  "You know, the kind of films you'd be good in."  "And I
hear you're getting into the show business end of things as well."

"I don't do films asshole, remember?"

"Oh sure, you talk a line now, but you will be in films."  "A Hot body like
yours will be convinced to do a little film work, and when you do, I'll be
there."  "I'll be there to fuck you so everyone can see it."  "And I won't
be nice about it either."  "It's just a matter of time bitch."  "You're
little ass will be all mine again."

Tawny glared back, but her heart was racing.  He was so damn sure and he
was so powerful.  She wanted him to go away, but also wanted to fuck him. 
His masculinity turned her switch and he knew it.  He always knew it. 

"So Tawny, here it is for you."  "I'll let you suck my cock one more time,
nicely."  "I've been saving a big gush of cum for your hot mouth."

"Go fuck yourself!" Tawny hollered.

"OK, bitch."  "That was your last chance."  "Next time it wont be nice." 
"It'll be my way, remember?"  "And there will be a next time."  "Not so
long from now."  "I'll be looking for you cunt."

The words frightened her. Her mind flashed back to her strapped to a wall,
his cock driving into her mouth hard and without any gentleness. She
thought of cum squirting on her face, in her mouth on her tits.  Then she
thought of the next man and his cock, then the next and another.   She was
scared and aroused at the same time.  

Brian turned and walked away down the beach. Tawny watched as he
disappeared behind some bushes and then she lay down, adjusting her
headphones.  "Twenty minutes should do fine," she thought as she tanned her
ass to make a perfect blend with the rest of her body.  She tried to blot
him out of her mind.  Strange, she thought two threats from two people in a
day.  Both were threatening to take control of her.  "I don't think I could
ever have a normal relationship," she thought.   The thought of having a
love relationship with a sex partner seemed silly.  Her sexual needs
required a strange man to fulfill them.  She had gone beyond normal in her
sexual needs and she had to exist in the weird world of domination,
sado-masochism and super sexual men and women.  They existed in their own
network, passing on news of one another by word of mouth, or now, through
the internet.  Tawny had become a prime target in this world.  Dominants
hunted her, sought her out to claim her for their own.  She was a super
sexual submissive.  She needed hard sex and hard men and women gave it to
her.  

She opened her eyes.  "Shit.  Time to get ready."  It had been about a
half-hour and Tawny took her tanned body to the house for a shower, some
skin lotion, a little perfume and off the to club.  She had to do extra
good tonight.  She needed the extra nights.

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Sunday Night.  Part 4:
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Tawny walked out to her jeep and started the engine. It was an old jeep,
but it was reliable, and she never tired of feeling the cool wind through
her hair as she pointed the bikini topped jeep south toward the highlands
between the north shore and Honolulu to the south.  She thought about the
evening ahead as she drove onto the H-2 freeway.  She would need to get
into her act, whatever they had picked out for her tonight.  As a fill-in
she always had to be ready for anything...a solo dance routine, a shower
routine or the bi-girl on girl act they always threw in.  Tawny thought
about her own situation too.  If she did OK tonight, she was sure Julia
could swing her another night at Pleasure.  That would get her enough cash
to replace the income from her waitress spot.   If she could get two more
nights, hell, she could start putting some of that money away.  Julia had
gotten her in with Roger, so she could count on some good sex with a real
man for a while.  Things were looking good.  There was just that one cloud
on the horizon from that Darla.  Maybe she should fuck her.......No, not a
good idea.  She was from that parallel world of sex.  That strange world
she had almost disappeared into with Brian.  There is that group that
exists in a world where sex is the most important element of life. 
Everything else is secondary.  It is similar to that "cash" world of the
economic sector.  It was a world where all transactions are done in cash to
avoid taxation.  Both worlds are on the edge of illegality and exist
without most people even realizing they are there.  Being illegal, they
attract other illegal elements, and that is where Darla fit in.  She was
involved with the porno world, drugs, and organized crime.  She drifted in
and out of both those worlds and she would like to suck her into it with
her.
Brain was the same.  Tawny had resisted that world because there would be
no way out.  She would loose her ability to pick and choose partners like
Julia and Roger.  Instead, she would be at the mercy of Darla and Brian and
others like them.

Tawny swerved to avoid the taxi changing into her lane. "Asshole!" she
screamed as she braked.  Her exit was coming up.  Off at Punchbowl, then
right on in on Kapiolani Boulevard.  Tawny parked on the street and swung
her legs out onto the street.  She could see a couple young men turn and
check her out.  She never got tired of turning men on. She strolled down
the street and on into the back door of Pure Pleasure.  Tawny went into the
dressing room and took off her clothes to freshen up and get on her
g-string, her shorts and her blouse.  She checked out the assignment board
and found she would be going dual with Rhonda tonight.  "God."  "Rhonda."
she thought.  "That little dike is not even mildly attractive."  "Can't
figure how she manages to rate three nights here."  

Tawny didn't like her.  She was pure lesbian and was always making moves on
her.  She would love tonight.  She would get to rub oil all over her body
for the bi, girl on girl routine.  On the other hand, it could be good. 
Tawny would get the lion's share of tips and it would give her a chance to
really get turned on.  Tawny knew that a crowd can really read your
emotions, and Rhonda would be glad to touch her just the way she needed to
get Tawny really turned on.   Yep, she would do well tonight.

The time came up fast for her first set.  She and Rhonda did individual
strips and then met at the middle of the runway to run their hands all over
each other and slick their bodies with warm mineral oil.  Rhonda was hot
for Tawny as always and sank her tongue into her hot and longingly.  Tawny
let herself go and Rhonda read her emotions, stepping up her movements and
setting Tawny near an orgasm.  The crown was going wild, shoving 1, 5 and
10 dollar bills up in Tawny's shoes and swinging it to entice her to them. 
Tawny obliged, leaving Rhonda and swinging her excited body down so the men
could slip money in her string.  Rhonda was hot too and she came back to
feel Tawny's nipples and rub her nipples on Tawny's back.  They had a good
time, so good a time that the stage director had to wave them off.  They
left for the curtain and the dressing room.

"Hey Tawny, how about letting me finish up on you after work tonight,"
proposed Rhonda.

Tawny was not surprised. "Look Rhonda, we have been through this, I'm just
not your type."

"Like hell."  "You almost blew your juice when I touched you up there on
the runway."  "You are either ripe for a man friend out there or you liked
what I had to offer," replied Rhonda.

"Hey, look, I do it for the money honey, not because you turn me on."

Mike came backstage. "Tawny, you looked like you were enjoying yourself up
there."  "Great job."  "Now, better get on out in the crowd." "I've had
half a dozen guys asking who you were." "Looks like we'll have to bring you
back on another night."

"Thanks Mike."  "Glad you liked it."  I did it all for you."  Tawny said,
knowing it never hurts to suck up a little.

"Oh, there have been two privates requested for you."  "Watch what you do
in there, but make sure the customer is happy."  "Know what I mean?"

Tawny had been clued in to what this meant.  She would be expected to give
them a nice hand job and she would be expected to offer them contact with
her tits.   "Oh, sure Mike."  "You can count on me."    She got into her
outfit and headed into the crowd.  She picked up a dozen five's with just a
lap sit and a little hug.  She always did well when she opened her blouse
for them.  She did have marvelous tits!  She approached Private "B" and
walked in for her first special request.

It was an older man, in his fifties, she guessed.  He greeted her in a
thick Australian accent.

"Hey, so you are the famous Tawny."  "Damn, you look good lady."  "Can you
come a little closer so I can see if you really are as fine as you look up
there?"

Tawny walked up real close and let her blouse hang, unzipped, right in
front of his face.  He ran a hand up and swung her blouse back and stared
right at her right nipple. 

"Mmmmmm, damn, that is very fine."  "Damn, how could they be real," he
said, as her reached his hand up and squeezed it firmly, feeling the flesh
and layers of fat that distinguished real from surgical creations.

Tawny moaned lightly and moved to his touch.  She could see his pants
bulge, so she reached down and put her hand on his bulge.

"Oh yes, baby, those are real."  "Real as the meat you're touching."  I
think it needs to get a little air."   "Think you could help it out?"

Tawny didn't reply, but lowered his zipper and reached in for his semi soft
cock.  It was average, maybe six inches, hard and she had only a little
trouble bringing him up.  He continued to stroke her tit and then locked
his lips onto her left nipple.  Tawny moaned lightly and giggled. "Hey big
boy."  "Take it easy there."

He lightened his lock but continued to suck and massage her breasts.  Tawny
worked his cock quickly, wanting to get him off and disengage before he got
too physical.  He grunted and she felt the warm cum squirt out on her hand
and into her fist.  He grabbed her harder and she slipped back, laughing
and smiling.  "Hey there."  "Easy now."  You have some nice cum there and
that is a sweet cock."  She said, holding her hand up and wiping it with a
towel.

He smiled and moaned as he reached for his drink and took a large swallow. 
Tawny stepped back.  "Well, I'll be watching you from up there."  "I gota
get ready for my next."

Tawny left the booth, smiling at the thought of being $100 richer.  She was
sure he would report she pleased him.   She did two more tables and then
got a second call for a private.  She only had five minutes, so she decided
to do it after the act.

On stage, Tawny was getting into it again with Rhonda.  Rhonda, clued into
Tawny's sensuality tonight, manipulated her close to orgasm and Tawny got
light headed as her eyes scanned the audience.  It was almost time to break
off as her eyes met another pair of eyes in the crowd.  It was Darla! 
"Shit," she thought.  "What the hell is she doing here?"  Tawny became
visibly disturbed and Rhonda picked up on it.  She broke her contact and
they began their exit routines.  Tawny glanced at Darla again.   She was
leaning forward in her chair and scowling at her. Looking at her naked body
and grinning slightly. No a sneer, a scoff.  As Tawny left the stage she
saw Mike talking to Darla.

"Great job Tawny."  "Uh, look," Mike said to her, backstage, "there's a
lady that wants a private with you."

"Mike, I know who she is, and I can't do it", said Tawny.

"Tawny, uh, I don't think that's what you meant to say." "She has
connections and we do want to be nice to her."

"No Mike, anyone else, but not her." said Tawny, insistently.

"Damn it Tawny, I didn't really ask you if you want to or not."  "Now we
need to keep her happy and you are the one to do it."  "I was just going to
get you on another night, but if you blow this then you can just get your
ass on outta here."  "Is that a little more clear to you?" Mike replied,
with a bit of anger and excitement.

Tawny scowled...."Yea, I get it."  "OK damn it."

"Better," said Mike.  "I don't know what the fuck you are complaining
about."  "Looked like you were really getting it on with Rhonda."  "I know
damned well your weren't faking it."

Tawny finished putting on her outfit and headed on out straight to Private
"D".  "Wonder if she got D on purpose."  Tawny thought.  Tawny walked in
and closed the booth behind her.  Darla was leaning back, relaxed and nude
from the waist up.  Tawny couldn't help but look.  Her breasts were
beautiful and full.  Her nipples were dark and hard.  They were perfect,
but were too hard, probably the work of a little scalpel enhancement
sometime in the past.

Darla started. "Well, we meet again, as I told you we would."  "And just
like the last time, you're looking me over, thinking about how nice it
would be to have my body against yours."  "This time I got to check you out
too, and I must say, you look as advertised."  "I thought you were going to
cum with that little bit of fluff you were carrying on with on the runway."

Tawny looked at her, taking in all she said, trying not to get excited. 
Suppressing her emotions, trying not to show any interest.

"Oh let it out honey."  "I know you still want my sex."  Darla said.  She
paused, then...."Look you little bitch, you stand there, getting all hot
for me and refuse to give me any action."  "Are you just teasing me?"  Then
she said, "Well look, I paid good money for this time, so let me see what
you have under there."  "C'mon, strip."  "Lets see that hot little body of
yours up close and personal."

Tawny looked around the room, as if she was looking for a way out.

"Get those fucking little clothes off damn it, or I'll let Mr. Mike know
that you are the fresh bitch that you are.!"  Dawn scowled, leaning forward
and setting her feet on the floor.

Tawny sneered back and began stripping off her clothes.  Her blouse, then
her panties.

"The g-string too baby."  "I want to see than sweet little cunt of yours." 
"You know, the one that is already opening and oozing because it needs a
good fucking."

Tawny hesitantly lowered the small triangle concealing her tuft of light
hair over her labia.  She could see Darla's eyes zoom in on her crotch.

"Now, come here a little closer."   As Tawny approached, Darla reached out
and grabbed a tuft of Tawny's pubic hair between her fingers.   Tawny
winced and followed her grasp until she was inches from Darla.

"There now, that's a little more like it."  "Bring that sweet pussy here
for me to see."   Darla looked at her and smiled.  "Yes, as I knew, you are
wet as a bitch in heat."  "You simply can't help yourself, you are such a
ripe little cunt."   "You need to get rid of this hair, because I like my
girls naked, completely naked."

Tawny turned her head, hinting she was tolerating this only because she had
to, but inside, she was getting very aroused.  Her labia was unfolding and
her juices were overflowing.  She tried to resist, but Darla could tell she
was aroused by her talk, her treatment.

"It's time we talked about the truth now my little cunt."  Now tell me, you
are getting very excited aren't you?"  Darla began her inquiry.

"No, I don't think this is all that excirting," answered Tawny.

"Bullshit!" shouted Darla and she yanked on Tawny's pubic hair.  "Tell me
the damned truth you bitch."  "You're so damned wet that you're gonna leak
out on the floor in a second."

Tawny considered the question and then spoke. "OK, yes, I am a little
aroused, standing here, nude, in front of you."

"Good, that is at least a step."  "You are a LOT aroused and it's because I
have applied a little pain to your pussy and I am telling you what to do!" 
"You're a hot bitch Tawny and you need to be under a little control so your
full potential can be met and shared by others." Snarled Darla.

"That's your opinion," replied Tawny.  "Sure I get aroused, but I want to
share with people of my choosing, not yours."

"Shut your fresh fucking little mouth you little bitch."  "You don't own
you're body."  "You are a submissive, and a hot one."  "I want you and I
will have you, because I've heard about you and now I can see for myself
that you need to be under my control."  After work tonight you come see me
and I'll treat you good."  "If you don't show, I'll have to send for you." 
"And that will piss me off a little."  "You see, it works this way."  "You
cooperate, I let you shave your pussy."  "You don't and I pull every one of
these fucking hairs out while I shove a hard vibrator up your hot little
ass."   "Understand the difference?"

Tawny started to get nervous.   Maybe she should take Julia's advice and go
see her tonight.  Maybe that would satisfy her.  Before she could complete
her thought Darla replied to her.

"No, it's not going to be a short visit."  "You think one little fuck and
I'll be through with you."  "Uh uh, you and I will be together for some
time."  "I have plenty of plans for you."  "But if you come on your own,
you'll love every minute of it."

Tawny thought about it again.  No, she was planning to put her into that
other world where she would be under her thumb forever.   She thought she
would enjoy the sex.  Darla was beautiful, but she would control her and
make her accept her sex.  It would be like Brian all over again.  She
wanted Julia, and Roger, not Darla and Brian.  "Well, I'll give it some
thought" said Tawny

Darla stood up and put her lips over Tawny's.  She pushed her tongue into
her mouth and held her by the neck.  Darla ran her fingers down and into
Tawny's wet cunt and finger fucked her as she held her and kneaded the
flesh of her breast.  Tawny felt herself nearing an orgasm and she felt
unable to break away.  Darla had made her horny, wanting for release. 
Suddenly she felt herself being pushed away.

"Yes, you are a hot bitch Tawny."  "I'll just have you, one way or the
other."  "Now get your little hot body back on the runway and fuck with
that little fluff some more."  "I'll see you later at my place."

Tawny breathed heavily as she stood there.   She was so aroused, she needed
to have an orgasm for release.  She fumbled with her outfit to get it on. 
Darla just watched and stared.

"One more thing." said Darla "You refer to me as Ma'am or Mistress from
this point forward."

Tawny nodded and walked out the door.

The phone awaked Julia.  It was 4AM.

"Hello?"

"That fucking bitch has stood me up again."  She wants it the hard way
then."  "Set it up and bring her in!"

"Yes Mistress Darla"  was Julia's only reply.  The phone clicked.  Julia
was a little troubled by this now.  She would have to set her lover up and
deliver her into Darla's arms now.  There was really no choice.  Help
Darla, and actually, Tawny too, or loose all her shops.  She rationalized
her deed by telling herself Tawny would love the sex experiences a woman of
Darla's experience and resources would provide, but bringing her in this
way was going to make it hard on her at first.  Darla would probably stress
her for a while until she came into the fold.

The next morning Julia gave Tawny a call.

"Tawny honey, I need a favor."

"Sure Julia, what's up? Tawny replied.

"Hon, I need to take my car in to get it fixed, but need to get over to
Hawaii Kai this afternoon, can I borrow your jeep for a while?"

"Of course Julia." "Where should I meet you?"

"Pick me up at the dealer in Aiea, where I dropped that lemon last time." 
"Oh and how did it go last night?"

Tawny filled Julia in on the Darla incident and Julia tried to convince her
to give in, one last time, but Tawny was hardened.  Julia knew she would
have to go through with her plan now.  Tawny was sure she would get the
extra night now, so she was happy about that.  Poor girl didn't realize how
powerful Darla was.  Darla was about to put Tawny on the block as mob
property and she would experience a long  journey through the underworld of
submission before she would be able to escape.  Julia knew Tawny would
suffer fears, but mostly she would experience new heights of sexual
gratification. 

"OK then Tawny, I'll see you there soon."

Tawny picked up Julia who, in turn, dropped her in town while Julia ran her
errand in Hawaii Kai.  Julia reached her destination where some men added
some cargo under the fender of Tawny's jeep.  The trap was set.   That
evening Tawny was pulled over by police on the road leading off to her
apartment.  The police had a dog, which alerted to Tawny's rear fender. 
The police found a bag of cocaine in her possession and she was arrested.

For her phone call, Tawny phoned Julia, who, unknown to Tawny, was
expecting the call.

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Tawny6@hotmail.com

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