~Subject: Torture Boutique #6
~From: rgfish@rpaladin.win.net (Richard G Fischer)

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                        Torture Boutique #6
                             by Paladin

   "Oh Girl!!" came an older familiar voice, "Over here."

   Cynthia's manager lead her by the leash to her blinding helmet
toward the sound of the voice.

   "Is this one strictly a cock sucker?? Or is she trained to
please women also??" the old female voice said.

   "No mum. She has had training with Blanch and, just between us
Ms Linch, Blanch wanted to keep her strictly for lesbian use, but
the management objected. She knows her way around a cunt, I tell
you. You know how demanding Blanch is.." her manager, Mindy said.

   "Well I'm pretty demanding myself. Let's try her out under the
table so the camera crew from my show doesn't get her in the
picture. You know how that would look on KNN." the shrill voice
said.

   "Yes Mum. I know how important your shows exposure is to the
management. I know she will please you." Mindy said and shooed
Cynthia under the skirt of the grand dam of fashion to do her bit
for the house's TV exposure.

   Cynthia sought out the cunt to service. It was a lilac smell
that guided her but when she got the lips parted with her nose a
dry shriveled hole greeted her tongue. This has not been used in
years. This was hopeless. This dried out old prune. She started to
back out when she felt the shock wand touch her sensitive little
bud. The memory of the agony it produced before caused her to dive
right in to the old shriveled cunt and sink in her pierced tongue.
She applied lots of saliva and lots of action. It did not seem to
have any effect... This was hopeless. This bitch had not come in
this century. She was going to get.... Wait a minute... She
remembered where Blanches spot was. She sought it out and sure
enough when she fluttered there the cunt started to react.

   The smooth shriveled legs suddenly closed tight on her ears and
the last thing she heard was "Oh oh OH MY!! OH OHHHHHH!"

   The old cunt was beginning to react to her servicing. She would
be successful in her lesbian whordom. She would .... wait a minute
she didn't want to... the wand touched her and urged her on... It
was degrading to be here. To be doing this perverted act.. still
the alternative was... She flicked the spot with the stud and the
old biddy went into orbit...

   The cunt convulsed and she knew she had been successful and the
legs gripping her cheeks, if anything, tightened more.

   Oh well, she used the studded portion of her tongue again on the
spot and she got another convulsion almost immediately. She went on
and on till the legs opened and the cunts owner swooned.

   "OH MY I am really caught up with this little lezzie. I want her
for a night or two. You go tell the management that if they give me
some time alone with this bitch then will get a feature article on
my TV show next week and we will come back through the season. That
kind of free publicity will really start this house off with a
bang. Go on! Ask, and leave the bitch here." Came a newly
invigorated shrill female voice. A wrinkled hand ran over Cynthia's
newly expanded tits and squeezed then like a melon buyer in the
supermarket.

   "Come on you big titted bitch. Do the ass hole this time, with
that marvelous rasping tongue. I'm go going to get a lot of mileage
out of you and these when I get you home. I'm sure you will give me
the time of my life...."

   "MS Linch we are ready to start tape." came a male voice.

   "Charlie can't you see when a lady has gone to privacy?" Ms
Linch said. "Oh well since you are here get down behind this bitch
and give me a dicks opinion of how the cunt feels. I might have to
satisfy some of the executives at Bunner Broadcasting for the new
segments and a new contract and this bitch might be just the thing
I need."

   "Really Ms Linch. You really mean it?" the male inquired. "I can
well..."

   "Of course you silly prick. Get on with it before her manager
gets back and takes her away." came the command.

   He must have just unzipped for she felt the dick and the zipper
chafing her cunt lips. Her dripping cunt was amused with the small
dick and it's shallow penetration. Sort of like Ken's, but the
zipper could be wicked on her denuded cunt lips. The dick tickled
her but did not reach the depths of her previous fuckings since she
came to the boutique. She was forced to shake her cunt to get this
dick to give her the friction she needed....

   Not only was she to be a lesbian whore but a negotiating whore
for commercials. What depths would she sunk to. She should object
but her thoughts were interrupted by a female hand pulling her
head, between the bony legs, to the now dripping old cunt and the
command,

   "Come to mama and make it all better with that studded tongue
you big titted lezzie bitch. Thats enough there find my clit and
drive me crazy." A twist of her left tit lead to the conclusion she
had better get on with it, or this crazy lust mad witch would twist
that damn tit clean off her chest.

   She toyed with the clit and the dick at the same time. This was
the first real power she felt since the dressing room. She felt she
was going to be all right. She would be her old self. She would
fuck and suck these simple folks to.....

   "Ms Linch, I see you are taken with our new sucker." came a
familiar voice. **Blanches voice** Blanch was back... Cynthia
cringed. Her thoughts of taking over faded and her servicing became
more animated.

   "She sucks like a wet dream Blanch, you simply must let me have
her for a day or two. Tell them I absolute must have her. Charlie
how does she fuck?" Ms Linch pleaded.

   "She ... she is A good un..ah.. ah ah.. yes man she is a fucking
whore. ..ah .. ah...ah.. A fucking dream...." came Charlies
reply...

   "Well I don't know Ms Linch. I mean she is new here, and the
management" Blanch argued.

   "Don't give me that. I know you want to keep her for your self,
but I can give this house a start that will over come the problems
with a new house. Besides when I tire with her she will be returned
in good working order. Her parts are not like a bar of soap. They
won't wear out with a little use, if anything with a little use, by
me, her tongue will get stronger and longer. Get Borris over here,
I'm sure he will see the wisdom of my proposal. Charlie are you
done yet?" Ms Linch inquired....

   "Just ah.. ah.. a .. a Ahhhaaa. Yes mum! All ready when you are
here." Zippppp came the response from Charlie. With a pat the cute
fucked ass. Charlie got up and waddled off to the camera crew to
assure the readiness of the taping session with a smile and hopes
for a repeat fuck or suck when Ms Linch was doing her speal in
front of the cameras.

   "What seems to be the problem here Ms Linch?" came Borris's
voice.

   "I want the use of this bitch for a week or so and Blanch gives
me some cock and bull story about her being new. She wants her for
herself. I know it. Now let's talk deal!! I get the cunt for a week
and you get featured on my show for each up coming season." Ms
Linch offered squeezing her legs tighter around Cynthias head
coming again as she spoke.

   "Ok, but you must understand. This is a new bitch. She hasn't
been to 'charm school' yet. The possibility of such a loss is very
high. I have to have some security. How about you come back to the
check signing fuck and we will see what we can work out then. I
mean we aim to please, especially a good customer like you, but
their are things to work out first."

   "All right take her back stage and put her in a cage or
something as I don't want every dick in the place getting a crack
at her. I want those lips reserved for me personally. Oh the
thought of that studded tongue just makes me..... No the show must
go on I need to show self restraint... CHARLIE I'M READY...ROLL
TAPE..."