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OTEC_Young Leopard
OTEC the novel		http://literatemachine.com/node/142
OTEC COPYRIGHT (C) 2007 DAWootan, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED by DAWootan

For about three hundred years, Vikings ran wild
through the English countryside.
Coastal towns and villages became fortified
to the point, it began to limit having a good time.

The trick was to paddle as far as possible
up some river, then a creek, finally leaving the boats
and walk for an hour or two on the foot.

As they approached an unfortified village,
the local men knew the drill, attempt to hide
the wives and daughters in a cave, and
they would be hanged by their testicles,
while watching gang rape.
The expected protocol: run away and hide.
After the Vikings had exhausted themselves
to the point they were no longer interested in
contributing to the gene pool, they would usually
stagger back to their boats without burning the village.

(People wonder why Denmark is populated by are such a handsome people:
The Vikings only carried off the lookers. )

Vin had been looking for a young leopard
like this for some time, he needed a stand-in.
This leopard had what appeared to be a
triple dose of Viking genetics.
The fellow was as tall as Beatrice, his shoulders
were as wide as her hips. He had swimmers muscles,
as an ex-special boat service, person this was not surprising.
What was unexpected was his ten inch tool.

It was plagiarizing an earlier stage play,
but the audience didn't mind.
The three sisters lead him onto the stage, pulling
on a chain attached to his testicles.

"We thought you'd know what to do with him."

"Hey you, do you fuck?"
Young Leopard played dumb.

Little Sister whipped the cattle prod out of a fast draw
holster.
She held the instrument aloft while holding the button down,
there was an outrageous buzzing sound, and the three inch arc.

"Ah, yes as a matter of fact, I am quite willing to fuck!"

The audience giggled.

They strapped him down on his back, restraining
only his wrists and ankles, so he was capable
of sufficient body motion.

Little Sister climbed on top, the paparazzi maneuvered
and the lenses found proper focus, it was like
trying to poke a marshmallow into a piggy bank.

Middle sister tried next, she actually got
part of the head into herself.

Big Sister was last, the first two sisters, used
four hands, thoroughly KYing the monster dick.

Big Sister did it, she got the monster in, about seven
inches of it anyway. She bounced up and down a
couple of times but it was obvious about four inches
of the monster was going to remain outside.
The cameras moved around, clearly showing
the bulge in her flat little abdomen, it was like
Kathy doing the 3 L, the intruder was so large
you could see the bulge of it from the outside.
She fucked him for twenty or thirty strokes
so the audience could appreciate her accomplishment.
She leaned forward and slid all the way up so only
the head was inside her.
"Okay, fuck me."
Little Sister, whipped out her cattle prod in a lightning
Quick Draw, standing slightly to the side, so as not to block the view
she held the cattle prod against the testicles, the close-up lens
showed her slender thumb millimeters away from the red button.

Young Leopard fucked for all it was worth, Big Sister moaned and groaned
she was either having a satisfying orgasm or faking one believably.

"Okay, he seems functional, you want to try?"

Beatrice climbed up and paused dramatically allowing
all the lenses time to focus.

The audience was moaning.

On the giant screen the tool looked like a telephone pole.

Beatrice, slowly began to squat, the telephone pole
smoothly slid out of sight.
"Okay tell him to fuck."

Little Sister performed another fast draw, again placing
the two electrode tips, against the testicles.
She didn't say anything, she didn't have to
He began fucking as though his life depended on it.

After a time it became obvious that he was coming.
Beatrice rose up, and in a smooth movement worthy
of a ballerina turned around and faced the audience
the massive dick was still ejaculating and
material collected on her dark pubic hair.
She reached down with both hands milking the huge
instrument, adding more fluid, to her dark patch.

"Anybody want some?"
Little Sister hopped up, she couldn't begin to fit
the monster inside her, but she had no trouble
getting the end of it into her mouth, the cameras
photographed her sucking motions, she straightened up
and swallowed. Little Sister smiled sweetly at the camera.

"He needs more vitamins."

They unstrapped the Young Leopard, the five of them
walked hand-in-hand to the edge of the stage.
"Kneel before me."
Young Leopard began cleaning Beatrice's
freshly fucked vagina with his tongue.

"That wasn't what I had in mind, oh well, never mind."
(Young Leopard was ad-libbing this was not in the script.)

Big Sister handed Beatrice the Laurel leaf crown.
While his tongue was inside her she crowned him
he rose to his feet, all five of them joined hands
again.

"Let the games begin!"

Vin was happy to have what he considered
a worthy stand-in.
When the welcome wagon committee scheduled him
time was some newly arrived lady, and a business
catastrophe caused him to no show, he felt like a complete shit.
Now he could send the Young Leopard as his stand-in.
Young Leopard would ask the lady, if Vin could have
a rain check.
(None of them ever said no.)
	 _____

Four times a year. Vin and Kathy signed
the latter, formally inviting, a PIMC warship
to visit.
Three times a year the latter would remind
attendees, that Lady Kathy would be
spending time with her many non-military
friends and admirers.
The letter went on to explain that
lady K. would be standing in for Kathy.
No one ever complained

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