Message-ID: <6355eli$9712121558@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Tawny Hess" Subject: Tawny's World Part 3 (Repost) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <66prco$4rg@mtinsc04.worldnet.att.net> Hi everyone. I am re-posting this story by demand from several e-mailers. I will be adding to it over the coming weeks, hope you like it. The story is loosely based on my own experiences and embellished with my imagination and with the help of some chat and e-mail pen pals. That is why I prefer to give the main character my own name. I welcome your remarks about the story and am always happy to discuss sexual preferences with likable people in a chat or e-mail environment. As always, this is not meant for kids, so if you are under 18, GO AWAY. Sunday Afternoon. Part 3: Brian----------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------- Tawny looked out at the beach and decided she would just relax on the beach for a while. She needed to do a good job at the club tonight, so she began the day with a good aerobic workout and some toning routines for her waist and shoulders and legs. She was well into her routine after and hour and her body was covered in a thin sheet of sweat as she finished up her last set of crunches. She ran inside and slipped on a suit, a hot pink one that just about covered her for legal entry on a public beach, even though she never thought of the strip of sand in front of her apartment as a public beach. She grabbed her chair and mat and off she went. She dove in the water and cooled off after her workout. The cold water on her heated skin gave her a rush and she felt her nipples stiffen and push against the thin material of her upper. She rolled on her back and untied the top, curled it up and tossed it up to her chair, then she dove under and took a little swim. She headed for shore, seeing no one, which was the usual in this area. An occasional passerby didn't bother her. She liked to see the bulging eyes on a passerby as she strolled out of the water with her firm, erect breasts jutting out and her nearly nude body tanned and ready to please a male eye. But it wasn't to be the case today, or so she thought. She adjusted her chair so she could get some direct sun on her breasts. 20 minutes would do it. She reached in her bag and took out her oil and put a thin layer on her upper torso and her legs, then she leaned back and closed her eyes, adjusting her earphones for some soothing jazz. Minutes passed and she sensed something strange, like she was being watched. She looked around, but saw nothing. She glanced at her watch, noticing about 25 minutes had passed. She turned to get herself ready for some sun on her buttocks and reached for her top. It wasn't there! "Where the hell?" she thought, "I'm sure I threw it right there." As she looked around she got the sense she was watched again, and then saw him. A man coming from some brush up the beach a few yards. She stared, thinking he was familiar. "Oh shit" she thought. "It's Brian, Brian Peters." Her mind quickly went into recall. She thought of her and Brian a year ago. He was her first "master" and taught her much about how to enjoy sex. He was a great lover, but a total autocrat. Sometimes cruel and sadistic, but he had trained her to love the pain, mental and physical, which came in a submissive relationship. She had become dependent on his guidance to fulfill her greatly expanded longing for sexual satisfaction. She could see he was still the great physical specimen he always was. Broad shoulders, strong arms and an iron grip. She glanced at his crotch, which she knew held a good 9 inch cock that had a huge capacity for staying. He had taken a dozen pills a day to maintain his virulent ability. She could never complain about his ability to bring on an orgasm, but he was a damned pig! He had treated her like a common whore and was lying and cheating with her. The last straw came when he tried to set her up for some hidden camera work and sell her image. He even tried to use her to pimp with some "friends." When she broke off with him she told him she never wanted to see him again, so she was pissed to see him on "her" beach. "Hello there my little Tawny, long time no see." Brian said as he came up to her. Standing over her in her sunlight. "I must say. I am surprised to see the likes of you, did they let the dogs out of the quarantine area?" Tawny replied, holding her arms across her chest. "Tawny, Tawny, my my, you should have more respect for you old Master." "I see you have only ripened more." "Still the perfect body, the perfect face, the perfect tits." "You were good, real good." "In fact, I even missed you." "How would you like it if I gave you another chance?" Tawny scowled back. "I wouldn't fuck you if you were the last man on earth." "What the hell do you want?" She held her hands over her breasts, not allowing him the pleasure of a view. "Tawny, come now. The very least you can do is let me have a look at those famous Tawny nipples I used to work over so well for you." "Let me have a look and I'll give this back to you." He said, holding up her top. "Shit, you apparently already snuk a look, sort of like your little cameras, you prick." "Give it back damn it!" Tawny shouted as she stood up and lowered her hands so he could get a good look at her tits. "Mmmmmm, yes baby, nice, very nice." "I would love to clamp those buds and put you back under my strap you hot bitch." "Bet you're even better now, now that you have had the benefit of my teachings." "And I see you are falling right on into doing what I say again." "Didn't take you much to give in and give me a ppek." "Fuck you Brian." "Gimme the goddamned suit." She shouted at him. Brian handed her the suit. "Here you are now Tawny. But you look better without it." He hesitated. "But then you already know that, don't you?" I don't give a shit about your opinion or anything else about you." Tawny shouted, turning to put her top back on. Then she felt his arm reach around her. His arm came up from her left side, slid up between her breasts and his hand locked onto her neck. Her body was pulled against his. She could feel his bulge against her as his right arm ran down over her belly. His hand was like a vice on her neck and it was squeezing hard, hard enough to cut the flow of blood from her head. She struggled, but quit shortly. This was a familiar grasp. His hand around her neck assured she would not struggle long. She felt his hand loosen as she stopped struggling and his right hand reached down into her suit, down to her crotch. His fingers slid directly into her slit, feeling the warm wet flesh. She reacted to his touch with a weak moan, but then began to regain her awareness that this was an enemy; someone attacking her. She struggled again and he pushed her forward, into the sand. Tawny got up and turned, choking, holding her neck. "You fucking bastard." "Who the hell do you think you are?" Don't ever touch me again damn you." Brian chuckled, holding up his wet fingers, sniffing them and then sucking the juices off his hand. "Just wanted to check it out." "You are a hot little bitch." "Wet as a bitch in heat." Just a glimpse of me and you see cock and can't help yourself oozing your want." "You're still the fuck whore you were Tawny." "And I will be fucking you again." "You can count on that." "It's just a matter of time." "Like hell I will." "I'd fuck a dog before I'd fuck you." Brian's smile widened. "Yea, a dog." "I'll remember that too." "You may very well fuck a dog you hot little twat." ...."Tawny, I'm in the film business now." "You know, the kind of films you'd be good in." "And I hear you're getting into the show business end of things as well." "I don't do films asshole, remember?" "Oh sure, you talk a line now, but you will be in films." "A Hot body like yours will be convinced to do a little film work, and when you do, I'll be there." "I'll be there to fuck you so everyone can see it." "And I won't be nice about it either." "It's just a matter of time bitch." "You're little ass will be all mine again." Tawny glared back, but her heart was racing. He was so damn sure and he was so powerful. She wanted him to go away, but also wanted to fuck him. His masculinity turned her switch and he knew it. He always knew it. "So Tawny, here it is for you." "I'll let you suck my cock one more time, nicely." "I've been saving a big gush of cum for your hot mouth." "Go fuck yourself!" Tawny hollered. "OK, bitch." "That was your last chance." "Next time it wont be nice." "It'll be my way, remember?" "And there will be a next time." "Not so long from now." "I'll be looking for you cunt." The words frightened her. Her mind flashed back to her strapped to a wall, his cock driving into her mouth hard and without any gentleness. She thought of cum squirting on her face, in her mouth on her tits. Then she thought of the next man and his cock, then the next and another. She was scared and aroused at the same time. Brian turned and walked away down the beach. Tawny watched as he disappeared behind some bushes and then she lay down, adjusting her headphones. "Twenty minutes should do fine," she thought as she tanned her ass to make a perfect blend with the rest of her body. She tried to blot him out of her mind. Strange, she thought two threats from two people in a day. Both were threatening to take control of her. "I don't think I could ever have a normal relationship," she thought. The thought of having a love relationship with a sex partner seemed silly. Her sexual needs required a strange man to fulfill them. She had gone beyond normal in her sexual needs and she had to exist in the weird world of domination, sado-masochism and super sexual men and women. They existed in their own network, passing on news of one another by word of mouth, or now, through the internet. Tawny had become a prime target in this world. Dominants hunted her, sought her out to claim her for their own. She was a super sexual submissive. She needed hard sex and hard men and women gave it to her. She opened her eyes. "Shit. Time to get ready." It had been about a half-hour and Tawny took her tanned body to the house for a shower, some skin lotion, a little perfume and off the to club. She had to do extra good tonight. She needed the extra nights. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------- Sunday Night. Part 4: Setup----------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------- Tawny walked out to her jeep and started the engine. It was an old jeep, but it was reliable, and she never tired of feeling the cool wind through her hair as she pointed the bikini topped jeep south toward the highlands between the north shore and Honolulu to the south. She thought about the evening ahead as she drove onto the H-2 freeway. She would need to get into her act, whatever they had picked out for her tonight. As a fill-in she always had to be ready for anything...a solo dance routine, a shower routine or the bi-girl on girl act they always threw in. Tawny thought about her own situation too. If she did OK tonight, she was sure Julia could swing her another night at Pleasure. That would get her enough cash to replace the income from her waitress spot. If she could get two more nights, hell, she could start putting some of that money away. Julia had gotten her in with Roger, so she could count on some good sex with a real man for a while. Things were looking good. There was just that one cloud on the horizon from that Darla. Maybe she should fuck her.......No, not a good idea. She was from that parallel world of sex. That strange world she had almost disappeared into with Brian. There is that group that exists in a world where sex is the most important element of life. Everything else is secondary. It is similar to that "cash" world of the economic sector. It was a world where all transactions are done in cash to avoid taxation. Both worlds are on the edge of illegality and exist without most people even realizing they are there. Being illegal, they attract other illegal elements, and that is where Darla fit in. She was involved with the porno world, drugs, and organized crime. She drifted in and out of both those worlds and she would like to suck her into it with her. Brain was the same. Tawny had resisted that world because there would be no way out. She would loose her ability to pick and choose partners like Julia and Roger. Instead, she would be at the mercy of Darla and Brian and others like them. Tawny swerved to avoid the taxi changing into her lane. "Asshole!" she screamed as she braked. Her exit was coming up. Off at Punchbowl, then right on in on Kapiolani Boulevard. Tawny parked on the street and swung her legs out onto the street. She could see a couple young men turn and check her out. She never got tired of turning men on. She strolled down the street and on into the back door of Pure Pleasure. Tawny went into the dressing room and took off her clothes to freshen up and get on her g-string, her shorts and her blouse. She checked out the assignment board and found she would be going dual with Rhonda tonight. "God." "Rhonda." she thought. "That little dike is not even mildly attractive." "Can't figure how she manages to rate three nights here." Tawny didn't like her. She was pure lesbian and was always making moves on her. She would love tonight. She would get to rub oil all over her body for the bi, girl on girl routine. On the other hand, it could be good. Tawny would get the lion's share of tips and it would give her a chance to really get turned on. Tawny knew that a crowd can really read your emotions, and Rhonda would be glad to touch her just the way she needed to get Tawny really turned on. Yep, she would do well tonight. The time came up fast for her first set. She and Rhonda did individual strips and then met at the middle of the runway to run their hands all over each other and slick their bodies with warm mineral oil. Rhonda was hot for Tawny as always and sank her tongue into her hot and longingly. Tawny let herself go and Rhonda read her emotions, stepping up her movements and setting Tawny near an orgasm. The crown was going wild, shoving 1, 5 and 10 dollar bills up in Tawny's shoes and swinging it to entice her to them. Tawny obliged, leaving Rhonda and swinging her excited body down so the men could slip money in her string. Rhonda was hot too and she came back to feel Tawny's nipples and rub her nipples on Tawny's back. They had a good time, so good a time that the stage director had to wave them off. They left for the curtain and the dressing room. "Hey Tawny, how about letting me finish up on you after work tonight," proposed Rhonda. Tawny was not surprised. "Look Rhonda, we have been through this, I'm just not your type." "Like hell." "You almost blew your juice when I touched you up there on the runway." "You are either ripe for a man friend out there or you liked what I had to offer," replied Rhonda. "Hey, look, I do it for the money honey, not because you turn me on." Mike came backstage. "Tawny, you looked like you were enjoying yourself up there." "Great job." "Now, better get on out in the crowd." "I've had half a dozen guys asking who you were." "Looks like we'll have to bring you back on another night." "Thanks Mike." "Glad you liked it." I did it all for you." Tawny said, knowing it never hurts to suck up a little. "Oh, there have been two privates requested for you." "Watch what you do in there, but make sure the customer is happy." "Know what I mean?" Tawny had been clued in to what this meant. She would be expected to give them a nice hand job and she would be expected to offer them contact with her tits. "Oh, sure Mike." "You can count on me." She got into her outfit and headed into the crowd. She picked up a dozen five's with just a lap sit and a little hug. She always did well when she opened her blouse for them. She did have marvelous tits! She approached Private "B" and walked in for her first special request. It was an older man, in his fifties, she guessed. He greeted her in a thick Australian accent. "Hey, so you are the famous Tawny." "Damn, you look good lady." "Can you come a little closer so I can see if you really are as fine as you look up there?" Tawny walked up real close and let her blouse hang, unzipped, right in front of his face. He ran a hand up and swung her blouse back and stared right at her right nipple. "Mmmmmm, damn, that is very fine." "Damn, how could they be real," he said, as her reached his hand up and squeezed it firmly, feeling the flesh and layers of fat that distinguished real from surgical creations. Tawny moaned lightly and moved to his touch. She could see his pants bulge, so she reached down and put her hand on his bulge. "Oh yes, baby, those are real." "Real as the meat you're touching." I think it needs to get a little air." "Think you could help it out?" Tawny didn't reply, but lowered his zipper and reached in for his semi soft cock. It was average, maybe six inches, hard and she had only a little trouble bringing him up. He continued to stroke her tit and then locked his lips onto her left nipple. Tawny moaned lightly and giggled. "Hey big boy." "Take it easy there." He lightened his lock but continued to suck and massage her breasts. Tawny worked his cock quickly, wanting to get him off and disengage before he got too physical. He grunted and she felt the warm cum squirt out on her hand and into her fist. He grabbed her harder and she slipped back, laughing and smiling. "Hey there." "Easy now." You have some nice cum there and that is a sweet cock." She said, holding her hand up and wiping it with a towel. He smiled and moaned as he reached for his drink and took a large swallow. Tawny stepped back. "Well, I'll be watching you from up there." "I gota get ready for my next." Tawny left the booth, smiling at the thought of being $100 richer. She was sure he would report she pleased him. She did two more tables and then got a second call for a private. She only had five minutes, so she decided to do it after the act. On stage, Tawny was getting into it again with Rhonda. Rhonda, clued into Tawny's sensuality tonight, manipulated her close to orgasm and Tawny got light headed as her eyes scanned the audience. It was almost time to break off as her eyes met another pair of eyes in the crowd. It was Darla! "Shit," she thought. "What the hell is she doing here?" Tawny became visibly disturbed and Rhonda picked up on it. She broke her contact and they began their exit routines. Tawny glanced at Darla again. She was leaning forward in her chair and scowling at her. Looking at her naked body and grinning slightly. No a sneer, a scoff. As Tawny left the stage she saw Mike talking to Darla. "Great job Tawny." "Uh, look," Mike said to her, backstage, "there's a lady that wants a private with you." "Mike, I know who she is, and I can't do it", said Tawny. "Tawny, uh, I don't think that's what you meant to say." "She has connections and we do want to be nice to her." "No Mike, anyone else, but not her." said Tawny, insistently. "Damn it Tawny, I didn't really ask you if you want to or not." "Now we need to keep her happy and you are the one to do it." "I was just going to get you on another night, but if you blow this then you can just get your ass on outta here." "Is that a little more clear to you?" Mike replied, with a bit of anger and excitement. Tawny scowled...."Yea, I get it." "OK damn it." "Better," said Mike. "I don't know what the fuck you are complaining about." "Looked like you were really getting it on with Rhonda." "I know damned well your weren't faking it." Tawny finished putting on her outfit and headed on out straight to Private "D". "Wonder if she got D on purpose." Tawny thought. Tawny walked in and closed the booth behind her. Darla was leaning back, relaxed and nude from the waist up. Tawny couldn't help but look. Her breasts were beautiful and full. Her nipples were dark and hard. They were perfect, but were too hard, probably the work of a little scalpel enhancement sometime in the past. Darla started. "Well, we meet again, as I told you we would." "And just like the last time, you're looking me over, thinking about how nice it would be to have my body against yours." "This time I got to check you out too, and I must say, you look as advertised." "I thought you were going to cum with that little bit of fluff you were carrying on with on the runway." Tawny looked at her, taking in all she said, trying not to get excited. Suppressing her emotions, trying not to show any interest. "Oh let it out honey." "I know you still want my sex." Darla said. She paused, then...."Look you little bitch, you stand there, getting all hot for me and refuse to give me any action." "Are you just teasing me?" Then she said, "Well look, I paid good money for this time, so let me see what you have under there." "C'mon, strip." "Lets see that hot little body of yours up close and personal." Tawny looked around the room, as if she was looking for a way out. "Get those fucking little clothes off damn it, or I'll let Mr. Mike know that you are the fresh bitch that you are.!" Dawn scowled, leaning forward and setting her feet on the floor. Tawny sneered back and began stripping off her clothes. Her blouse, then her panties. "The g-string too baby." "I want to see than sweet little cunt of yours." "You know, the one that is already opening and oozing because it needs a good fucking." Tawny hesitantly lowered the small triangle concealing her tuft of light hair over her labia. She could see Darla's eyes zoom in on her crotch. "Now, come here a little closer." As Tawny approached, Darla reached out and grabbed a tuft of Tawny's pubic hair between her fingers. Tawny winced and followed her grasp until she was inches from Darla. "There now, that's a little more like it." "Bring that sweet pussy here for me to see." Darla looked at her and smiled. "Yes, as I knew, you are wet as a bitch in heat." "You simply can't help yourself, you are such a ripe little cunt." "You need to get rid of this hair, because I like my girls naked, completely naked." Tawny turned her head, hinting she was tolerating this only because she had to, but inside, she was getting very aroused. Her labia was unfolding and her juices were overflowing. She tried to resist, but Darla could tell she was aroused by her talk, her treatment. "It's time we talked about the truth now my little cunt." Now tell me, you are getting very excited aren't you?" Darla began her inquiry. "No, I don't think this is all that excirting," answered Tawny. "Bullshit!" shouted Darla and she yanked on Tawny's pubic hair. "Tell me the damned truth you bitch." "You're so damned wet that you're gonna leak out on the floor in a second." Tawny considered the question and then spoke. "OK, yes, I am a little aroused, standing here, nude, in front of you." "Good, that is at least a step." "You are a LOT aroused and it's because I have applied a little pain to your pussy and I am telling you what to do!" "You're a hot bitch Tawny and you need to be under a little control so your full potential can be met and shared by others." Snarled Darla. "That's your opinion," replied Tawny. "Sure I get aroused, but I want to share with people of my choosing, not yours." "Shut your fresh fucking little mouth you little bitch." "You don't own you're body." "You are a submissive, and a hot one." "I want you and I will have you, because I've heard about you and now I can see for myself that you need to be under my control." After work tonight you come see me and I'll treat you good." "If you don't show, I'll have to send for you." "And that will piss me off a little." "You see, it works this way." "You cooperate, I let you shave your pussy." "You don't and I pull every one of these fucking hairs out while I shove a hard vibrator up your hot little ass." "Understand the difference?" Tawny started to get nervous. Maybe she should take Julia's advice and go see her tonight. Maybe that would satisfy her. Before she could complete her thought Darla replied to her. "No, it's not going to be a short visit." "You think one little fuck and I'll be through with you." "Uh uh, you and I will be together for some time." "I have plenty of plans for you." "But if you come on your own, you'll love every minute of it." Tawny thought about it again. No, she was planning to put her into that other world where she would be under her thumb forever. She thought she would enjoy the sex. Darla was beautiful, but she would control her and make her accept her sex. It would be like Brian all over again. She wanted Julia, and Roger, not Darla and Brian. "Well, I'll give it some thought" said Tawny Darla stood up and put her lips over Tawny's. She pushed her tongue into her mouth and held her by the neck. Darla ran her fingers down and into Tawny's wet cunt and finger fucked her as she held her and kneaded the flesh of her breast. Tawny felt herself nearing an orgasm and she felt unable to break away. Darla had made her horny, wanting for release. Suddenly she felt herself being pushed away. "Yes, you are a hot bitch Tawny." "I'll just have you, one way or the other." "Now get your little hot body back on the runway and fuck with that little fluff some more." "I'll see you later at my place." Tawny breathed heavily as she stood there. She was so aroused, she needed to have an orgasm for release. She fumbled with her outfit to get it on. Darla just watched and stared. "One more thing." said Darla "You refer to me as Ma'am or Mistress from this point forward." Tawny nodded and walked out the door. The phone awaked Julia. It was 4AM. "Hello?" "That fucking bitch has stood me up again." She wants it the hard way then." "Set it up and bring her in!" "Yes Mistress Darla" was Julia's only reply. The phone clicked. Julia was a little troubled by this now. She would have to set her lover up and deliver her into Darla's arms now. There was really no choice. Help Darla, and actually, Tawny too, or loose all her shops. She rationalized her deed by telling herself Tawny would love the sex experiences a woman of Darla's experience and resources would provide, but bringing her in this way was going to make it hard on her at first. Darla would probably stress her for a while until she came into the fold. The next morning Julia gave Tawny a call. "Tawny honey, I need a favor." "Sure Julia, what's up? Tawny replied. "Hon, I need to take my car in to get it fixed, but need to get over to Hawaii Kai this afternoon, can I borrow your jeep for a while?" "Of course Julia." "Where should I meet you?" "Pick me up at the dealer in Aiea, where I dropped that lemon last time." "Oh and how did it go last night?" Tawny filled Julia in on the Darla incident and Julia tried to convince her to give in, one last time, but Tawny was hardened. Julia knew she would have to go through with her plan now. Tawny was sure she would get the extra night now, so she was happy about that. Poor girl didn't realize how powerful Darla was. Darla was about to put Tawny on the block as mob property and she would experience a long journey through the underworld of submission before she would be able to escape. Julia knew Tawny would suffer fears, but mostly she would experience new heights of sexual gratification. "OK then Tawny, I'll see you there soon." Tawny picked up Julia who, in turn, dropped her in town while Julia ran her errand in Hawaii Kai. Julia reached her destination where some men added some cargo under the fender of Tawny's jeep. The trap was set. That evening Tawny was pulled over by police on the road leading off to her apartment. The police had a dog, which alerted to Tawny's rear fender. The police found a bag of cocaine in her possession and she was arrested. For her phone call, Tawny phoned Julia, who, unknown to Tawny, was expecting the call. -- Tawny6@hotmail.com -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ |