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New author, new story... Pretty much totally unacceptable for children, 
ultra-conservatives, those that don't like violence being visited upon 
willing females, and, quite possibly, grammar-freaks. Dammit, Jim, I'm a 
programmer, not an editor. Don't read this, walk away.

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She sits silently in the chair.  It's a high-back wooden chair, with a 
wicker seat, and her feet don't quite reach the ground.  I watch her as 
she swings her feet back and forth, her bare toes bopping from
shadow to sunlight and back. She's trying to appear calm and casual,
but I can tell she's nervous.  Her hands can't find a place to stay,
and flutter like butterflies in still air.

She's very pretty, sitting there, and her anxiety merely heightens my
attraction to her.  I feel like tiger watching a young doe trying to
hide in the grass.  I sit and wait. As long as she doesn't start to
run, then I can sit and watch. The urge to chase and catch and rend
can be suppressed.  How civilised.

My wife found her.  I don't know where, I don't know how. I don't even
know her complete name.  Alex, my wife, told me that Gina would be
stopping by today, and may get to the house before she got home from
running some chores. She gave me her description, and told me to be
nice to her, and that she was going to be part of a treat for me, but
I had to keep my hands off of her. That was a big part of the deal.  

So here I sit, occasionally looking at this young Italian brunette.
Nice tan, big eyes, yellow sun dress.  No baby fat, and long curving
lines described her body, at least as long as possible on a five foot
frame.  An untouched glass of ice tea next to her.  Not young young,
mind you, but young. Everything's relative when you hit a certain age.
She's probably never heard of 'Steely Dan', very "Hey 19".  No small
talk, just comfortable silence on my part, with a strong stream of
curiosity, and anxiety on hers.

Finally we both saw the cloud of dust that signified my wife's mini-van 
coming down the driveway.  In a moment the van came to a stop, and my 
wife climbed out, grabbing a large shopping bag from the
passenger seat.  "Hey Honey! Hey Gina! Glad to see you made it.  Just
give me a second to say 'Hi' to my husband and we'll get started." By
then she was up the steps to the porch, and was giving me a quick, but
deep kiss on the mouth.  "Ummmmm, I just know you're going to love
this!" She turned to Gina, "Okay, girl, strip!" She said this with a 
smile of her face, but she had definitely learned how to put and edge in 
her words in the last couple of years.

"But ma'am..." Gina started to say (with a southern/Italian accent,
how wonderful!), not really sure how to end it.  But looking
significantly at me, and out off the porch.  "Oh feh!" my wife
responded, while digging through the shopping bag, "he's not going to
touch you, and no one else can see you. Strip, or I'm kicking you off
this porch."

Gina turned her back to me, and started to un-button her sun-dress.
Not a long process.  By the time she was sliding her underwear down
her legs, (she had a really cut ass, if kinda little,) Alex had found
what she had been looking for in the bag, and had removed the tags
from both items.  "Okay, girl, turn around, and hands behind your
back." So Gina turned to face Alex, and Alex took the opportunity to
fasten the steel choke chain around the young girl's neck.  She then
fastened the end of the leash to the choke chain, and pulled it taunt.  
"Down, girl!" And Gina slowly sank to her hands and knees, avoiding my 
gaze completely.  

Alex gave me another quick kiss, and quickly said, "Why don't you sit
over in that chair over there, honey? The one in front of the living
room window? And try to save some of your hormones for later, hmmmmm?"
She then yanked rather roughly on the leash, earning a delightful
whimper from Gina, and made Gina crawl into the house, a very
attractive site from the rear.  Then the front door was shut in my
face.

hrmph.  This was either going to be very good, or very bad.  So I went
and sat in the suggested chair, then I stood up, and turned the chair
around, and sat down gain, but this time I could see in through the
window into the living room, and watch my lovely wife lead her new toy
into the room, still on her hands and knees.  Once they got to the
center of the room, Alex put the bottom of her left foot on Gina's
head, and forced it flat on the ground.  She then hooked her end of
the leash on the end of the couch, and quickly walked out of the room.  
I just sat and watched this young girl stay perfectly still, her small 
breasts hanging down, and swaying with each breath.  In a moment my wife 
returned, carrying our black leather toy bag.

Oh, this will be interesting.

After she put the toy bag down at the end of the couch, she walked
over to the window.  "You can try to listen, lover, but you can't
watch," she said, and she closed the window most of the way, and then
closed the curtains.  I think she knows me to well.  

So there I sat, for an eternity, or at least an hour.

I was hyper-aware.  I could feel my ears tense and turn, as if they
had a complete set of muscles and tendons, trying to catch every sound
coming from the living room. My blood was flooded with adrenalin and
testosterone, causing my body to almost vibrate.  Then I heard Gina's
first whimper.  God, what sweet torture.  I could hear rhythmic thuds,
so I guess that Alex was paddling her, and I could hear Gina's moans
getting louder and louder.  Alex had found a noisy one, how perfect.
My cock was straining, completely full of blood, trying to force it's 
way through the front of my jeans, like a mutant plant searching for 
daylight.  I was hesitant to open my pants, because once I touched my 
cock, it would be such a short step to stroking it.  I didn't want to 
come, not yet, not so soon.  I gripped the armrests on the rocker, 
putting all my willpower into not uncurling my fingers.  

Then there was quiet.  My head tilted forward.  My body tilted forward. 
Then the moans.  Sounded like Alex's.  So she was having fun
too, huh? Then that quit.  Awfully fast.  Now I sat and wondered if
she had cum.  Or if that had been Gina. My memory was already playing
tricks on me.

And then more whimpers.  Gina's.  And a scream.  I almost filled my
shorts with cum.  More whimpers, building, and then another scream.
After the scream I could hear the quiet mumbling that was probably
Gina begging Alex to stop. Fat chance.  Once Alex got going, she was
much more vicious than I ever was. Gina was in for a hell of a ride.

My fingers ached from gripping the wood.  My cock hurt from being bent
in half, unable to break from of the denim.  I barely felt these things.  
All the concentration was focused through my ears.

The cycle of screams and whimpers continued, getting louder and
louder, occasionally accompanied by loud thumbs during the screams.
Gina pounding the floor? Then there was a break, total silence,
followed by muffled whimpers and moans. Alex had shoved the ball gag
into Gina's mouth.  Then I heard Gina scream, loud and long, through
the gag.  I closed my eyes, and tried to picture the scene.  What was
Alex doing? The single tail? I didn't hear the 'crack' of the whip.
Must be needles, I decided, but where? Then I heard a second scream,
slightly longer than the last, muffled and disguised by the gag. Gag's 
don't muffle all sound, they just reduce it and mutate it. 

I could hear quiet clearly the pain that Gina was going through.  Then
quiet.  For a long time.  Time enough for my breathing to calm, and
for me to stretch my neck, turn my head.  Time enough to let my blood
cool a bit. But I was waiting, waiting for the next sound.  The next
activity.  The next torture.

I heard crying.  After all the screaming, I wasn't expecting quiet
crying, but she was.  And begging.  The crying was getting louder,
moving into the "wailing" category.  And then I heard it change.
Suddenly, almost without warning, Gina was cumming.  I could still hear
her crying, but now she was moaning and whimpering, and begging
louder, totally out of control.  Alex had played her perfectly.  I
wondered if they had practised before this? I wondered if I cared. Not 
if I got a treat like this, not at all.  Gina finally fell quiet, with 
an occasional whimper.

I leaned back, assuming that the show as over.  Stretched my legs out,
shook my arms.  I had no idea how much time had passed, but I was
incredibly thirsty, as if I had been the one doing the work.  I found
Gina's untouched ice tea, and drank it all.  There was no ice left,
but that meant that there was more liquid, which was more important
anyway.  Half way through the drink Alex came bursting through the door, 
radiant, naked, and covered in sweat.  And a grin like the
mouse that ambushed the eagle, and drug it back to it's hole.

"Give me that!" she screamed, seeing that I had a glass of liquid.
So, being a gentleman, I gave her the second half of the glass.  She
was still so wired that she was bouncing, like a twelve year old
getting her first cartwheel right.  "So'd you like it? Did I do good?
Did you save any for me?!?"
 
"Oh, babe, I saved it all for you.  Here, I'll show you, down on your
knees, and I'll give you something else to drink." This earned a
'Hmmmm' from her, as she dropped down between my knees, and started to
stroke my denim covered thighs.  She looked up at me as I opened up my
pants, and said, "does that mean you didn't cum at all? I am always
amazed at your self control." I shut her up by shoving her face down
on my finally freed cock.  "Oh, get ready, this ain't gonna take long!".  
And as my cock slid down her throat, and my ass lifted off
the chair, I started to cum.  One of those cums that makes your toes,
your fingers, and the tips of your hair tingle.  And Alex kept
milking my cock, getting the last, until I was without an tense muscle
in my body.

She hopped up, and grabbed my hand, trying to drag me out of the
chair. "What about my beautiful after glow?" I asked, climbing out of
the chair. "Feh! you're not done yet, master, you've got one more cum
in you, and if I can't get it out of you, then you can beat me until I
do.  Now get in here, I can't believe you don't wanta see the scene of
the accident!" And she dragged me into the living room.

True to her words, what I saw gave my cock a second life.  The first
thing I noticed was Gina.  She was bent over the arm of the chair,
with a big towel under her.  Her arms were cuffed together, and tied
to the choke chain.  She was blindfolded.  Her legs had been tied
together, and tied to the legs of the couch.  But what caught the eye,
out of all this, was the fact that she still had Alex's strap-on
buried deep in her ass, with the straps hanging down over her thighs
and ass.  Her ass and thighs were a deep red, and had deep blue welts
all over.  You could see her slowly contract and relax the muscles in
her ass, causing the dildo to move in and out a fraction of an inch.

Then I noticed that toys on the floor, including the sharps container,
and a hellacious number of needle caps lying in front of the couch.
Alex reached back, and grabbed my hardening cock.  "I need this, right
now, up my ass." She said this quietly, but quiet sincerely, squeezing
my cock with each word.  Gina heard her, and turned her blind eyes
towards us.  I pushed Alex towards the couch, aiming for a spot right
in front of Gina.

I kicked the debris on the floor to the side, and stood right if front
of the couch.  Alex crawled onto the couch, and spread her knees
apart.  She put one arms on the back of the couch, and her right hand
slid down her belly, and started to tickle her clit.  I put the head
of my cock into her incredibly wet cunt, and slowly pushed all the way
in, causing her to moan deep in her throat.  Gina heard her, and
moaned also, rotating her hips in an effort to get more stimulation.

I pulled out after a couple of deep strokes, and slid the head of my
cock up and down that crack of her ass, from the top, over her tight
asshole, across the lips of her cunt, and then a long stroke of
rubbing my cock across her clit.  After a couple of these, I slid my
cock back into her cunt to get it wet again, and then pulled it out,
and put the head against her tight opening.  We usually use lube, but
I didn't want to bother looking for it, and I wanted her to have a
much more, well, intense experience.  After what she did to Gina, she
probably wants as much intensity as she can get.  I'll probably rip
her a little, but that's the choice I made.

The head of my cock slowly entered her, and I forced my cock deeper
and deeper.  "Oh god, please go slow.  Oh god oh god oh god.  please
master be kind. oh god," Alex was whimpering and talking into the back
of the couch.  Next to me, Gina was getting worked up all over again,
rubbing her tits against the towel, and clenching and unclenching her
ass.

I was finally all the way in her tight ass, and started fucking her,
in and out.  Alex's begging had changed to "oh, please, master, cum
quick, oh!, I'm about to cum, oh Hurry!" which turned rapidly into
"Oh! Please! Please! Master!!! I need to come!!!" With one hand that
was gripping her hip I gave her three quick squeezes, which is one of
the way's I signal that she can cum, and with my left hand I grabbed a
handful of her long blond braid and pulled her head up hard and her
body back onto my cock.  It was her turn to scream, and she did.  Load
and long, with her tight ass squeezing my cock with every pulse of
blood.

I kept fucking her throughout, and then when she was done coming, her
pleas changed once again, "oh please, cum quick master, owwww, it
hurts, oh please, hurry! owww!" And I fucked her ass to her
whimpering, until my cock couldn't take it any longer, and I came
inside her, squeezing her hips so hard that I'm sure I left ten finger
shaped bruises in her firm flesh.  Gina was whimpering in countertime
to my right.

Then I did a slow spin, and sat down, hard, on the couch.  Alex had
her fingers running across her clit again.  "Please, master, may I cum
again?" "No, babe, you've got a toy to finish cleaning up.  Maybe
then."

With that, Gina whimpered, "mistress, please touch me, please please
please..."

With that, and a mighty effort, Alex stood up.  Not quite stable, but
she got up.  She slid a hand over Gina's hair, up her back, and down
to her ass, where she grabbed the dildo, and pulled it out, causing
Gina to moan.  Alex then bent down, and untied Gina's feet.  Gina
Tried to stand up, and after some awkward moments, ended up sitting on
the towel at her and of the couch.  Alex slid to her knees in front of
Gina, and pushed Gina's thighs apart.  Gina scooted her hips forward,
and started muttering, "oh thank you oh thank you..." as Alex started
licking her dark haired pussy.  In about five seconds, Gina exploded,
loudly.  It doesn't take long if you been wound up the right way for
too long.  Gina's wrists were still tied to choke chain, and I though
she was going to strangle herself the way she kept trying to use her 
arms for
something.

When Gina was done, Alex looked up at me and said, "now may I cum,
please, master?"

"Go ahead, you've earned it."

And Alex did, right there on the floor, legs spread, fingers dancing.
A wonderful sight to finish off the surprise.

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An hour later, Alex escorted Gina to her car.  I had left the living
room right after Alex last orgasm, so she could give Gina some
coming-down time in privacy.  So they had cuddled, drunk some water,
had some snacks, and cleaned up the living room.  After Gina's little
Escort took off down the dusty driveway, Alex slid herself into my
lap, and put her head on my shoulder.

"That, my dear, was incredible.  Amazing.  You astounded me today.
Consider me suitably impressed." She glowed in my compliments.  "I've
got something else for you, by the way.  Here, keep it in you car for
the long commutes home. It should get you in the mood." and with that,
she pulled a cassette out of her shirt pocket (okay, it was one of my
shirts, but who cares?) labelled "H & G, kinda loud!" I was
dumbfounded, amazed.  I hugged her so tight I thought her head was
gonna pop off.  "This, dear, calls for sushi! Go put some pants on,
woman!"

The next month, on my birthday, she gave me the video tape.  What a
wonderful, incredible slave.


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