Message-ID: <16954eli$9811061606@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/16954.txt> From: np98rb@mail.telepac.pt (Christine & David Stevenson) Subject: Corporate Backlash - The Corporation - Part Twenty-four Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <362cb235.77740967@news.telepac.pt> Corporate Backlash - The Corporation - Part Twenty-four by Ms. Christine - http://www.mschristine.com When they reached the house she led him straight to the kitchen. Jack was so hungry, after all the exercise he could have eaten a horse. Lisa fed the real dogs first, and then shooed them outside. If he had any hopes that this game would soon be over, they were cruelly dashed when she started to open another can of dog food "especially for him." First he looked at her and then at the bowl she had placed in front of him, and then back at her again. "Isn't Rover hungry?" she enquired, knowing full well that he was starving. "Woof!" came the expected reply. "I thought so. Eat up then, while I get you a nice bowl of fresh water." "Woof! Woof!" said Rover. "You don't want a nice drink of water after all that exercise?" "Woof!" "That's what I thought" she said, and turned to fill another bowl at the kitchen tap. Jack was singularly failing to communicate with her. He was genuinely beginning to feel sorry for pets, whose owners probably never understood what they were trying to tell them. He sniffed the food. It did not smell too bad at all. Maybe he would just try a small taste, and stuck his finger into the bowl. "Ah Ah" came a voice from above, "no paws!". Jack bent forward and stuck out his tongue to try and achieve the same result, but Lisa put a stilletoed heel on the back of his neck and forced his face right into the bowl. She won. He ate. It was not actually as bad as he thought it would be, but trying to lap at the water after, proved to be a very lengthy way of satisfying his thirst. Lisa was so pleased with him that he was allowed to lie at her feet while she took her lunch on the terrace. He could not see what it was, but it did not matter. For the first time that weekend he had a full stomach and he dozed off in the early afternoon sun. Lisa woke Jack up by attaching his lead to his collar. "Time for you to show your devotion to me" she said, slipping out of her dress and revealing her beautiful body encased in very fine lacy underwear. She bent over the table, which had now been cleared of lunch, and yanked his face into position near the cleft of her buttocks. "Come on I know doggies like to sniff and lick" she said giving another little tug on the lead. She edged her knickers down a little and began to stimulate her clitoris with her other hand. Jack became instantly aroused and cursed silently to himself that he would again have to endure intense pain, this time while Lisa took her pleasure. He could not resist her, however, and began licking her crack feverishly. Maybe she would let him free if he performed well. Maybe she would let him be a man before she finally sent him away. Lisa moaned softly as his tongue teased around the rose bud of her anus. He could feel her hand near his chin as she stimulated herself, and the moans grew louder. Her musk was driving him insane. He groaned in pain and pleasure. She held on tightly to the lead so that all his efforts were concentrated exactly where she wanted them. Then she grabbed one of his hands and inserted two of his fingers into her vagina. He continued to lick, whilst at the same time moving his fingers in and out in time with her movements. Lisa gave out a cry, and had her first orgasm. She tugged on the lead and he slowed down. His fingers still deep inside her, he could feel her wetness and her eagerness for more. She loosened her hold on the lead and turned round to face him. "It looks like you have just been promoted back to human being she said huskily. This is it, he thought, she wants me. Instead, she grabbed him by the hair and demanded his tongue be thrust deep inside her. She started to move back into a rhythm, faster and faster, gripping his head between her thighs. He could taste her, he could smell her and he wanted her more than he had ever wanted any other woman before. She reached her second climax, and relaxed again, indicating he should slow down. "Please", he said, "Please..........." Lisa simply ignored him. She started to stimulate herself with her hand again, running her fingers in and out. He watched her bring herself to yet another peak, literally right in front of his eyes. "You see how beautiful the female orgasm is?", she said. "Not anything like the vulgar spurtings of the mere male." What could he say but "Yes Madam". ..........Christine & David Stevenson........... Authors of domestic and real life Fem Dom Books. English couple - Published privately since 1986. http://www.mschristine.com/books.html Email enquiries to:- books@Ms-Christine.com Also published as text simultaneously on...... ------------------------------------------------------ The DOMestic mailing list is free of charge. Subscribe in subject line:- DOMestic@Ms-Christine.com Moderated by David & Christine Stevenson. Subscribe online at http://www.mschristine.com/domestic.html ------------------------------------------------------ The Fem Dom Training Software. Runs on all computers (Macs too!) 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