~Subject: NEW Joan's New Life #1 nc etc...............
~From: rpaladin@ix.netcom.com (Richard Fischer)
~Date: 20 Aug 1995 21:22:42 GMT
~Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories


If you are offended by non consensual sex, violence, S&M ... ETC 
then go on to the next posting.


              You have been warned!!!
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                  Joan's New Life #1
                     by Paladin

She rolled round in her no lonely bed. Last night had been it! 
All that whip wanted to do was go around and make the seen. She 
wanted more. She had tried to bring out more from him. No luck. 
She was boarded with his love making. She made him beg and then no 
matter what he promised he shot his wade in seconds. She wasn't 
going to settle any more. She wanted a big macho stud and she 
would get one.

She refused Ted even the obligatory good night time kiss and 
told him to hit the road. True this left her alone but well so be 
it. Now she would go out there and find a REAL MAN!!! 

No more would she settle for..... What was that noise??

A whimpering sound from the wall she shared with the next 
apartment, caught her attention. Her mind raced to the tall 
good looking stud that lived next door. She had only seen him 
coming and going. He had never spoke to her. His sun glasses 
always hid his eyes and the leather jacked with all those shinny 
buckles added to the mystic of him.

Now there was a man. Not a wimp like Ted. He could...do anything 
he wanted to her.... Yea what would she have to give to get a 
stud like that over here in her bed... No matter what it was she 
would, at that moment do it.... No question.

A scuffling sound and more noise came from the wall.

<What is he doing in there...and why doesn't he look at me. I'm a 
good looking woman. I never see him with anyone. Why?>

Curiosity caused her to get up and go to the wall. She stuck her 
ear to it and waited for something to happen..... Nothing and then 
a resounding slap. A cry and then that commanding voice,

"Shut your yap or I'll give you something to whine about.  Now 
get over here and do me, then we will see about your needs."

A scraping sound and then nothing. 

<What was he doing in there?> she thought. Her hand went to her 
cunt and she felt the dew beginning to flow. <Does he have her 
servicing him? Who is she? What does she look like? I have to 
know.> She thought and noticed her hand stroking her cunt. <Down 
girl. No need for that. Let's go over there and get you filled 
with him!!>

Her curiosity was aroused, and her cunt was dripping. She had to 
find out more about this stud, besides she had nothing to do till 
Monday morning, Ted was done, and besides what could happen.

<I know. I'll go knock on his door and beg some coffee. He will 
invite me in and I will get a line on him and her... Yea that's 
it. I'll do it... Now what do I wear?? Something casual, but 
revealing... I know. That "T" shirt and my sheer robe. Pays to 
get his interest with these jiggley tits first thing. After all 
what good did they do me with Ted. Yea. I'll do it.> She decided.

She washed he face and peeded. Stripped the old P.J.s got out the 
loose shirt and robe. Then she put on some of her perfume in all 
the right places. Pays to advertise. She shook her chest and 
assured herself that the tits were showed off to her advantages.

Pausing to fluff her hair and make the final touches to her 
appearance. <Yea I'll get to him. Always have. The tits stick out 
nice and that ass...Killer. Well here I go. Probably knock him 
dead..... Shit I got to get a damn coffee cup. I don't want to 
give it away too soon.>

She made her way to his back door. Then like a swimmer leaving 
the water she gathered the robe tighter around her.  She raised 
her hand and timidly rapped on the door.  Nothing! She tried 
again, louder this time. <Why was her cunt juicing so while she 
was freezing cold?>

She rapped a third time and after a long wait she heard someone 
coming to the door. It flew opened and a bare chested male in 
jockey shorts demanded,

"YEA??? What the hell do you want?"

"I'm out of coffee and I just can't function without it in the 
morning. Could I please borrow some? I'll gladly pay you back." 
She answered. Her eyes were drawn to the bulge in his shorts and 
she seemed to deliver the final part of her answer to his sex. 
<God he must be hung like a horse.> She thought to herself.

She finally tore her eyes from their speculation and saw that he 
was sizing her up like a dog looking over a bone. His eyes were 
blue and he had a hairy chest with well developed set of pecks. 
She hoped he liked what he saw. She knew she did.

His eyes bore into her very soul and seized it,

"GET INSIDE BITCH!" he commanded

She steeped inside and he shut and locked the door. She looked 
around and saw nothing.... Not a stick of furniture. in the 
kitchen or any of the apartment that she could see. 

He steeped behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. He 
directed her to the other room by pressure on her shoulders. His 
mear touch melted her to her very core. He  directed her to the 
front of the only piece of furniture in the room, a chair. No not 
actually a chair. A thrown.

She stood there and did not offer any protest until he began to 
removed the robe. She finally returned to her senses. She moved 
to keep her robe but his hands on her neck and face changed 
her response. She stood there as his hands drifted to the bottom 
of the shirt that was her only covering and stripped it up and 
off her now shrinking frame.

<What is happening to me. I can not let this guy... I mean I like 
him but I don't know him I... Well I wanted....NO!>

She grabbed at the shirt and tried to keep possession of it.

"Now wait a minute bust..." She began and was rewarded with a 
slap the like of which she had never felt before. It knocked her 
down. Her cheek flared up and now she knew.. This was a man who 
was going to get what he wanted. She could not rap him around her 
finger like Ted.

From her position on the floor, with a stinging cheek she looked 
up at her master. Her tits hung down from her chest and the 
nipples were hard like little pebbles. She felt like she would 
melt into the floor from his intensity any time now. 

He reached down and captured her hair. He pulled up and squatted 
so that she was starring in his deep blue eyes,  

"Don't you ever disagree with me again, BITCH. You come over here 
panting after my ass and then try that hard to get shit. I could
smell that stinking cunt of yours at the door. Now get up on your 
knees and let me see the toys you brought me to play with. If 
they interest me I might play with them. If not I'll throw them 
and you out of here." He demanded.

She was a captive of his eyes. She found herself shifting her 
legs under her and holding the position that he demanded. He let 
go of her hair and walked to the thrown and sat there not even 
looking at her. 

She was confused. She was here as he wished and he left her... 
She started to bring her hands and arms up to cover herself but 
she stopped immediately when she heard.

"You are a dub bitch aren't you. crawl over here and give me a 
look at the toys...NOW!!! Before I get mad and decide to throw 
you out." He said in a clam voice.

She shuffled over to the desired position. She passed the rags 
that had been her robe and shirt. She looked but did not attempt 
to retrieve them. <Was this what she started out for??> Her cunt 
was river by now.

He took possession of her tits and squeezed them to get their 
feel. Then he rolled them over their range on her chest. She 
froze there and had the orgasm of her life. <I must be a real 
slut to get off on this.>

"Not bad. Don't hardly sag at'll." he observed. "I might be 
interested in these for a while."

He grabbed her panties and tore them up and off seemingly with 
no effort at all. She sought to shield her cunt from his 
inspection but his renewed grip on her hair and raised hand 
stopped her.

"I said I wanted to see the toys bitch. I'm going to see all the 
toys. Now open those bony legs." he said wedging his foot between 
her knees to force compliance to his order.

"Wider bitch, and let's see how the tits hold up when you get um 
stretched on those ribs. Put those paws behind your head. Elbows 
way out there. Just like a model. better Now hold um up there."

She sheepishly looked up at him and his eyes penetrated to her 
soul. She felt his fingers pull and twist her nipples but she did 
not move. She was a mounted specimen, like a butterfly on a pin, 
only she was caught with his eyes in this humiliating position 
being examined by his hands.

"Let's look at the cunt now. Reach down there and spread it open 
for me." he demanded.

She did not even think of disobeying him. She reached down and 
pulled the neither lips open for him. <I have never done anything 
soo disgusting... I should... I... OH God He is...> 

His finger went to he clit and rolled it around. Then he lazily 
traced the path to her vagina. He easily slipped in and said,

"Juicy bitch, Ain't ya??" He observed.

Lost in his deep blue pools, she could not answer. She looked 
down and saw she was over a mirror exposed to his further 
perusal. He, and she, could see the dripping of her neither 
hole. She was hotter than ever before in her life.

<I am not like this. I should get out of here. I should..I I> her 
mind fumbled, and her cunt flowed, and he knew it. She was 
mortified and captive to this man. She was his to do with as he 
wanted.

She shrank from the fact of her traitorous cunts easy capture but 
he knew. He had the proof on his fingers and hand. He and she 
could see it. Their was nowhere to hide. She looked up pleading 
with her eyes.

"A hot smelly cunt like this can get a stupid bitch like you in a 
lot of trouble unless someone channels it into proper pursuits." 
he observed, all the while finger fucking her copiously flowing 
hole and boring into her mind with his eyes.

"I...I " she stammered only to be slapped again.

"When I want your opinion out of you I'll get it. Till then you 
keep that tongue still. I'll tell you when to use it and on 
what." he demanded squeezing her cheeks in his left hand. He 
lifted her up this way. Her jaw ached from this and the slap. 
Her cunt flowed and she knew he could do anything he wanted 
with her. She hoped he would be gentle with her but she knew he 
would not. 

"Turn around and bend over...Now put your head on the floor and 
reach back and spread those flabby ass cheeks." He ordered her.

<She should not do this. This was....disgusting...why was she..> 

"I said spread those cheeks bitch. Now do it real wide. Wider than 
that. I don't care if it hurts stretch um out. What are you trying 
to hide in that hole." he demanded as he traced a path to her most 
private hole with his finger.

<OH GOD He wouldn't... AH he ....> she shouted in her mind as 
his finger penetrated her hole.

SLAP!!! A sharp pain came as he slapped her ass with his other 
hand.

"Don't be tensing up on me bitch. I'll go get me a fire plug  and 
loosen this nasty hole up soo much you will have to have a pipe 
cap here from now on." he demanded.

Her neck hurt from supporting her body. Her tits hung down 
obscuring her view of her master. She was experiencing the world 
through his hands. It was humiliating and exciting. She was bent 
over like a bitch in heat. Presenting to a stranger her holes, 
and letting he check their tightness. 

She should get up!

She should scream!

She should....

She held the position he wanted and orgasimed on his fingers. She 
had wanted a change of lovers... this was.. certainly a change. 
She felt him withdraw his finger and she regretted their loss.

More to come..............