This is another story from my imagination. If you do not appreciate such, don't take offense. Just go on to the next posting. If you are under age or immature forget the following. If you are offended by non consensual sex, violence, S&M ... ETC then go on to the next posting. You have been warned!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Edith # 1 by Paladin She was again alone at this dull opening. So what if she was one of the featured artists. *She was alone*. Her friends had tried to fix her up but, well it never worked. Then she saw him across the room. She knew she would do anything in the world for this man if... if he would just look at her. She fell in instant lust with this total stranger. He seemed totally oblivious to her presence. He was talking to the stunning tall blond at his side, and well, better not hope for the unattainable. He probably wasn't her type anyway, but he looked... She turned to her friend Maj, who had begun a discussion on the merits of her latest work. Her exhibit was small but had attracted critical acclaim. She should be pleased but if she could have.... She glanced over her shoulder, to where he had been. She did not see her adonis any longer. <Shit> she thought. <Soo much the better> she felt. <Don't waist your time on the unattainable. Settle for what is. Creat...> her thoughts were interrupted by. "Did you do this?" a deep male voice inquired from directly behind her. She turned and was transfixed by the emerald green eyes of the stranger!!! <Her stranger and the blond was nowhere to be seen.> <He is talking to me!!!> leapt into her brain. "Y..Ye yes..," she stammered. <Just the sight of him and I get wet. He could... Oh god let him like it..> she prayed. "Shows talent but lacks experience. You need... guidance. Yes I think that would make you a better artist." he said as he moved about her work to viewing it from different angles. <I wish he would look at me like that. Please... Please look at..> The blond came up and taking his arm said "Shouldn't we be going, Paul. We should be..." Edith turned off. His name was Paul... but he was taken. Her hopes were dashed as the blond dragged her man toward the door. She went back to her art and answered the questions from the strolling observers perfunctially. The spell was broken. She would go home alone tonight, again... <Damn ... Damn..> She was going to the bar. Get a glow on... Then she heard that.. voice.. "Such a waste." it said. She turned and there he was again. She was mezermized. "AH what? .. where is miss..." She finally managed to get out. "Sent the bitch home." he said, "You look like you needed some guidance. You have the talent but you need someone to bring it out of you." "And you think you are going to..." she managed to say but by then he had taken her arm and propelling her toward the rear of the exhibit hall. She was too excited to object. She thought she was wetting her panties. <Where is he taking me.> she wondered. But she did not care. All that mattered was he was here and he was with her. Her arm tingled at his touch. She would go anywhere with him. He opened two blank doors before he found what he wanted. He then dragged her inside the empty room where the props of other shows were kept. He spun her into his arms and met her lips. She felt that if he did not have such a hold of her, she would have melted into a puddle in the middle of the floor. She lost her self in his eyes... his lips... his warmth... She suddenly felt her dress loosen. He had unzipped her dress and was letting it slipped down the length of her body. Modesty demanded. She made a grab for it but his look told her not to. She let it fall to her ankles and stood there with her arms crossed over her breasts and endured his all seeing gaze. <I shouldn't let him do this I sh..> she thought but her doubts were interrupted by, "I don't let my women wear panties," he said as his left hand reached out to cup her sex through the filmy material. "besides these are soaked. You little SLUT." He withdrew his hand from her wet crotch and wiped it on her drier left ass cheek. "Take um off..NOW!!" he ordered. She was embarrassed. She felt so depraved here before a new man. Her dress down around her ankles. So wet that she would have spotted her dress anyway and HE KNEW IT. He thought she was a whore. He said it. <I should run I should...> She looked up into his eyes and obeyed her master. Hesitantly she took down the wet film, bent down to slide it off her heels, and then just stood there with them balled up against her dripping sex. "Stop that shit SLUT. You want to be my whore now. I know it and so do you. Be proud of it or get out of here. Now!" he demanded. He could have set fire to her, if he wanted to, she would not have moved from that spot. She was caught like a deer in a cars headlights. She lowered her right hand to her side with it's soggy fabric. "Gime the tit sling. It's disgusting. It doesn't show off the nipples like they need, and throw that sloppy mess away." He ordered. She looked down to the soggy mess that had been her panties at her side. She opened her hand and let them fall to the floor. She looked up at him and just starred. "Well" he demanded. She opened her left hand and the soaking garment fluttered to the floor. His frown broke the spell and she quickly bent and un did the her bra clamp. She reached across her tits to pull down the straps. She sought to cover her nipples. Embarrassed at their stiffness. She stood there and seeing his displeasure, let her hands drop from her chest. <Do I please him... I have never...> she thought. He fished the bra around in his hands and forgot about her and her captive nudity. He finally got the cups where he wanted them. He reached down into his pocket and brought forth a small pocket knife. He cut the tip off each cup and then finally looked back at her. He steeped back to a table and sat on the top. He motioned for her and said, "Let's see if you are any good as a cock sucker." <She was shocked... she should scream.. she would not d...> She found her self hurrying over to a spot in front of him and between his stretched legs. She looked into his eyes again. "Well come on. Don't keep me waiting. Show me how talented that mouth is. Show me it isn't totally useless." He taunted the naked female. She sank to her knees. The cold floor stabbed her legs like a knife but having come this far she could not go back. She reached out with both hands, she was shaking soo much, and unzipped his trousers. She parted his bright red underwear and beheld his ... limp organ. <He isn't even hard. My body... my subservience.. it does not effect him. I should... OH God.> She inhaled his sexy smelling sweat. She looked up and smiled. <She did not smell the other bitch. It is mine ... all mine.> She thought as she opened her precious mouth and engulfed his one smooth white dick head. <It feels so natural to be here like this for him. If an hour ago Maj had speculated this, I would have told her she was crazy.> she though. "Don't just let it lay there sucker. Show me what you can do. Come on do me..." he demanded tangling his hand in her hair and forcing her to look up at him. She panicked. He was displeased with her mouth. She had never done this... <What had she heard from the girls... Oh yea..> she closed down her lips and started to move back and forth on his wondrous smooth organ. Her eyes started to cross when she tried to view the warm thing she was servicing. Beaming she looked up to see his face. She did not see approval. He looked boarded with her act of supplication. She tried harder but his snake still slept. He grabbed her hair back and dragged her away from her .. task. She lost him and knelt there open mouthed like a guppy in search of food. <She would... she would beg ... she..> "You need a lot of practice to satisfy me like that. Put this on and get dress when I leave. Stand up." he ordered her putting the modified bra in her right hand. Dejected she closed her mouth and got up. She stood before him, head down, awaiting his dismissal. <She had failed him.. she felt soo miserable.... I am truly worthless!!> she thought. "I have business now so, you go home and at 3 am you call me at xxx.xxxx. I will not wait for more than 5 minutes. You better be on time. I want you home, naked, waiting to call me. You better not keep me waiting." While he was speaking he was twirling her clit. She came twice and wanted to object to this treatment of her as an object, but she could not form the words. He stood up and without waiting for her to speak left her nude and dripping. She was stunned. She looked for her panties but then she remembered his diastase for them. She would leave then where ever they were. She heard a door slam and she quickly slipped the dress over her head. Now somewhat decent, she thought, she found her cutup bra and rushed to the rest room to fix up for her exit. She had to get home.. In the stall she found he had cut the bra to make her nipples poke through. Then when she put it on she found he had also tightened the straps soo that the nipples now stuck out from the garment almost demanding attention. She reached back to adjust the strap but stopped. He had done this for his pleasure. She wanted to please him. She adjusted the dress and she tried to repair her lipstick and hair. She flushed the toilette and left the protection of its metal walls. She saw Maj at the mirror and sought to sneak by. "OH I thought I had lost you. Are we still going for coffee?" Maj demanded. "I thought you went somewhere with that hunk. Who was he?" "NO I Ue don't feel well. I think I will just go home and..." Edith said. "You sure? Why if I hadn't seen that hunk you went ga ga over leave alone. I'd think you were having a late date with him. He was a strange one wasn't he?" Maj commented. Edith dismissed this without comment and rushed her apologies to the gallery owner. Then she went straight home. When she arrived she found she had a wet spot in the center of the dress. She threw it in the bin and hoped the cleaners could repair it. She looked at her self in the mirror. She saw an over sexed slut with stiff nipples sticking out of her bra and wet pubis. Quickly she removed the bra and looked again. The nipples still proclaimed her an over sexed slut. She should be ashamed, .... but she wasn't in the least. She felt...... GREAT!!! She went to her refrigerator and pored herself a glass of white wine. She went to her comfortable chair but stopped short. She went to the kitchen and got a fluffy towel to absorb her wetness. It felt so decant to sit here nude sipping wine, waiting for *HIM*. When she finished the glass she arose. She went into the bedroom after and set her alarm for 2:55. Then she settled down in her cozy little lonely bed and hopped he would come over when she called him in.... The wine and the excitement acted to drift her off to sleep in seconds...hoping .... More to come..... This is another story from my imagination. If you do not appreciate such, don't take offense. Just go on to the next posting. If you are under age or immature forget the following. If you are offended by non consensual sex, violence, S&M ... ETC then go on to the next posting. You have been warned!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Edith # 2 by Paladin BRRRRRRR.... The alarm woke her from another wet dream. She glanced over and saw she was on schedule. Time seemed to stand still. The five minute wait took an eternity. She should get a glass of wine to steady herself. <No she would miss the time.> <She should go pee. No she would wait till.> Her bladder began to ache. <She could just... No she would...> Finally the prescribed time arrived. She dialed the number. It rang and rang.... no answer.. After 20 rings she hung up and tried the number again. Again twenty rings later their was no answer. Now disappointed and dejected she gave up. With a down cast head she made her way to her bathroom to relieve her aching bladder. <He had... or she had the wrong number...Oh god no I didn't get it right.> her mind screamed from her seated position. She sat there in the deepest depression she had ever felt. <She would go back to the gallery and see if...> Ring ... ring ... She ran to the phone table, and tore the receiver from its holder. "Hello," she answered anxiously hoping it was... "You don't remember well either do you slut?" he asked. "Please I I I...." she started. "Just shut up slut. I should just forget it if this is an example of your obedience." he went on. "No No please give me another chance I.." she stammered. <Anything to placate him. She mustnFrom: rpaladin@ix.netcom.com(Richard Fischer) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Edith #2 nc.......... etc......... This is another story from my imagination. If you do not appreciate such, don't take offense. Just go on to the next posting. If you are under age or immature forget the following. If you are offended by non consensual sex, violence, S&M ... ETC then go on to the next posting. You have been warned!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Edith # 2 by Paladin BRRRRRRR.... The alarm woke her from another wet dream. She glanced over and saw she was on schedule. Time seemed to stand still. The five minute wait took an eternity. She should get a glass of wine to steady herself. <No she would miss the time.> <She should go pee. No she would wait till.> Her bladder began to ache. <She could just... No she would...> Finally the prescribed time arrived. She dialed the number. It rang and rang.... no answer.. After 20 rings she hung up and tried the number again. Again twenty rings later their was no answer. Now disappointed and dejected she gave up. With a down cast head she made her way to her bathroom to relieve her aching bladder. <He had... or she had the wrong number...Oh god no I didn't get it right.> her mind screamed from her seated position. She sat there in the deepest depression she had ever felt. <She would go back to the gallery and see if...> Ring ... ring ... She ran to the phone table, and tore the receiver from its holder. "Hello," she answered anxiously hoping it was... "You don't remember well either do you slut?" he asked. "Please I I I...." she started. "Just shut up slut. I should just forget it if this is an example of your obedience." he went on. "No No please give me another chance I.." she stammered. <Anything to placate him. She mustnon for the amused female and anyone else he had brought in to see. "Little slut hasn't got much to interest you here." said the blond as she gripped Edith's clit with two long black painted nails. She griped the tender bud and sent the sexually charged frightened Edith to a shattering orgasm. "She really gets off on this I see. Come on do it again for Rhonda bitch." the woman demanded. Edith was beside herself with humiliation as she came again at the ministrations of the witches tugging of her sex bud. "Easy little slut ain't you bitch." Rhonda taunted as she withdrew her nails from Edith's clit. <Edith wanted to die. She had come, not once but twice for a woman. She was... ahhahahaaaa> she thought as the woman dipped a long nailed digit into her vagina and started to scratch her very soul. <MY god not again...No please not...> she thought as she struggled to straighten her knees and the scratching of her vaginal tube drove her to the edge again. Frantically she looked up into his grinning face and was again frozen y his deep green eyes. "Be a nice little slut and relax. Let Rhonda play. " He ordered. <She would have given him her all. Him.. but he wanted her to... .. she was not a... OOO> again she came at the woman's hands. He let go of her legs and ordered, "Stay there and don't move till I tell you." She held her legs tight and hoped this would end. She had wanted him. to..... but not ... <She was horny.. and terrified and ... embarrassed ..... she did not know what all. "Well she is a real easy but their ain't much there, Paul. What is this a mercy hump for you? Does she have any money?" Rhonda asked. Exhausted by the orgasms and the events she stayed in the required position and tried to make herself as small as possible. Maybe she could pass out. Maybe when she awoke they would all be gone.. Like a bad dream. "I think she has potential, and as you say she is easy." He commented as he slid his long thick finger into her wet vagina. He rubbed a couple of times and then he stuck his thumb out and began to toy with her ass hole. <This is too much I...> she started to straighten her legs but he caught one knee and Rhonda caught the other. "Don't get shy with us bitch. We know what you need and we are going to see that you get it." He announced. The thumb stabbed in her neither hole and stretched it open just a little. "UMMMMUMMM" she moaned. <She should not let him.... she should..> "Ummmm" she moaned again as the insistent finger forced her open and stayed in this time. He began a slow stabbing, swirling motion that soon brought her to a truly shattering climax. She was now limp like an old dish rag. They could have done anything they wanted with her and she would not have cared. She fell into a faint then a deep drug like sleep. ...................................................... She awoke with a start. Where was she?? She tried to move her arms but they were captive above her head. She sensed she was sandwiched between two naked people. She looked up and saw she was tied to her head board with her robes belt. A glance to her right brought a view of a blond head. <The bitch.> she thought. Rhonda was indeed beside her. She tried to distance herself from the nude female. It wasn't right she should touch another female with her naked tits. Especially that one who had... She encountered a more dense nude body on her other side. It was Paul's solid body. What had they done to her?? The light streaming through the window told her it was daylight outside and she had spent rest of the night with her debauchers. Her bladder again demanded attention. She tried to forget it and hoped they would get up and leave her soon. But in her twisting, she had disturbed Paul. He sleepily turned over and rolled on top of her. Sleepily he smiled and said, "Spread um bitch. I all ways wake up hard and I'll give you your first fuck of the day." This is what she wanted... last night but not... He seemed so confident and he was there and she couldn't... "I said spread whore." he demanded. She had no choice she opened and lay back for his entrance. She was totally surprised that she was soo wet... "UMMMM" she said and attempted to lie still with the long warm muscle inside her. <God that is filling... if he just..> "NO NO You don't just lay there with me slut. Fuck me and make it a good one or Paul's going to spank your little ass for you till it has another crack sideways." He told her. She rapped her legs around his ass and started to hump the bastard. Anything to get him off and then he woul...OOO not again. Her body went off like a rocket but he remained stiff and deep inside her. She humped more and more. She sensed movement beside her. "Paul you miserable fuck. I did not get enough sleep and now you wake me up to see you wasting your time on this slut." Rhonda proclaimed as she rose from the bed and staggered off to the bathroom. Undeterred Paul said, "Pay her no mind. She will be back and if you don't get me off, I'll have her scratch your nipples off. Come on bitch hump like your nipples depend on it." Edith started to hump furiously. She worked like she never did before in her life. She strained and grunted and finally she felt him get stiffer, then wetness, and he got soft inside her. "Not bad." he said as he rolled off her and started for the bathroom. "Please", she begged, as he started through the door. Rhonda passed by him and returned to her field of vision. Edith sucked in her breath as she saw that Rhonda had no pubic hair and over her slit was a small gold ring. These were freaks she thought as she sought to divert her eyes from the other woman's sex. She should not... "What is the matter little pussy. You got to go." Rhonda asked as she cupped the defenseless woman's sex. "you want to make pee pee for Rhonda? Paul should I take her to see Chad today or are you going to drop her. " In tears from the need and humiliation Edith could not answer. She could only nod her head to the bitches humiliating question. "Use your own judgment but nothing too kinky...for now. " came the male reply from her bathroom. "I don't know. You did Paul and now you want a favor.. Well tell you what. You do me and I'll take you to pee. If not well suffer, and you go in the bed and I'll make you lick that up." she said climbing up the captive body and positioning her smooth ringed sex over Edith's flushed face. Edith sought to turn aside but Rhonda held her firmly between her knees. "Make nice nice with that and you get a trip to the potty." Rhonda demanded as she settled her neither lips over the reluctant woman's face. "Come on slut Paul says you don't suck worth a damn for him. I bet him you probally swung the other way. Come on tongue me... NOW!!" Poor Edith had never seen a slit this close before and she was disgusted with the feel of the smooth labia against her cheeks. She clenched her jaws. She wouldn't. She can not make me. "AW she is shy. Well I'll just start her up and see if she kneads to get in to the mood." Rhonda announced to the returning Paul. Rhonda turned around and now Edith's nose was in the vile womans ass hole. She felt those nails again scratching her clit and soon she felt the building of the fire in her belly. She tried to think of something else but the incessant scratching cause her to heat up. Her resolve began to melt. She had to go and this woman was..< ooo god ooo.> Edith unfurled her delicate pink tongue and commenced to lapping the woman's large bud. "That's a baby. See Paul I told ya she was a closet lezzie didn't I" Edith heard as she lapped the woman's sex. She stopped but the nails started to scrape her inner labia hard. This convinced her to go on, besides it wasn't too bad and she had to go bad. Rhonda commenced to shutter and they she wet all over Edith's lips. She wanted to die she wanted to...Well they would let her go now and after that, she would lock the door and she would.. "OOO Baby that was... nice for a first time but well you'll get the hang of it after a few times." Rhonda announced to the world. More to come.............