Message-ID: <10825eli$9805031947@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: ras_al_ghul@hotmail.com (R'as al Ghul) Subject: {R'as al Ghul} "The Sculptor" (mc MMf Fm MFFFF Ff inc) [VI.b] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: ras_al_ghul@hotmail.com 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: © 1998 R.A.G. Free distribution is encouraged, as long as the file is unaltered. Archiving on pay sites and those using adult verification systems, as well as any storage media for sale, is forbidden. Reposting without permission is also forbidden. This story contains descriptions of sexual acts. It is a work of fiction and should remain so. Email to ras_al_ghul@hotmail.com is welcome. For previous installments, go to http://www.dejanews.com and search for "sculptor" in the adult archive. Copies will not be sent via email. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I took a sip of my champagne from its flute and we moved on. I looked back and noticed that Charlene and Linda had caught the attention of what appeared to be some hard core lesbians, to put it politely. They were dressed in leathers and dirty tank tops. One had a spiky do that was flaming pink, another had a bleached white brush cut, and the last had only short dark stubble. Assorted piercings dotted their flesh. They were following Charlene, who seemed both at once intimidated and curious. Linda eyed them suspiciously. When Miss white brushcut sidled up to our amazon and felt her up, Linda felt obligated to step in. She was shorter than the white-haired lesbian, but she had attitude. The other two decided to back their friend up, and things started to look ugly for a moment. A beefy security man emerged from the shadows. I waved him off, letting him know I would handle it. He nodded and stood by waiting, just in case. The dance music subsided for a moment and I heard what they were saying. "Yeah, and what if me and my friends wanna play with your big ass slave? What are you gonna do, you skinny little bitch?" the dyke sneered. "She's not your to play with. Go away. You're not welcome," Linda said forcefully, taking no guff, and looking tough in her latex corset and leather cap. She had her hand on a riding crop hanging from her belt. "You gonna stop me, shrimp?" I let Amanda and Melissa off my arm. "Sic 'em, Jack," Melissa whispered. I shot her an annoyed look and waved her down with my hand. I turned my attention to the three aggressive women. While whitehead was harassing little Linda, the others were pulling and poking at Charlene, who was beginning to not enjoy the attention. Some of the other patrons were taking notice of the confrontation. "Ladies," I said as suavely as possible, just to piss them off more, "what seems to be the problem? These two are my... friends. I think they've said that they're not interested. You know the club rules. Consensual sex only. No means no." They looked me up and down in my tux with sneering lips and hate in their eyes. They were on a rough trip. "Who the fuck are you to butt inta our business, breeder!" she spat with venom. The bouncer went to grab her, I waved him off again. "We got business with the lady with the curves. Who the hell are you anyways, dickless, James Fucking Bond?!" She laughed harshly and her friends joined her. I saw that their hands were stamped. They were guests, not regulars. The owner appeared, probably having been alerted by the bouncer over his two way radio and the video surveillance. He looked calm but his eyes were ready for trouble. "No, I'm not," I said, replying to the offensive woman, "but that's a good idea." A waitress was passing. I placed my empty champagne flute on her tray and said, "Vodka martini, shaken, not stirred." I gave the lesbians the best smirk I had. "Funny man," the woman said, thinking that I would back down when she approached me. Charlene was beginning to recoil from the attention she was getting. White hair was in my face. "Look, fuckwit, I aim to get me some cunt tonight, and you ain't gonna stop me." She punctuated her macho display with finger thrusts in the centre of my chest. She wore no make-up and had a hard look to her. I was still trying to be reasonable. The waitress came back with my drink. I took a deep draught. "You're ill behaved. Why force yourself on someone if they don't want your attention?" Oh, I am such a hypocrite. She sneered, revealing uneven teeth, and worse, bad breath. "Cause it's more fun when they fight," she said dismissively. She turned and took the leash from Linda, and the other two pulled at Charlene. Linda's hands became fists. I drained my drink, and cleared my throat. "All right, ladies, that's enough. I want you to stop right there." Not really wanting to, thinking that they had just been struck by the forcefulness of my words, they paused and turned to look at me, hate in their eyes. "I gave you every chance to back off." I took the leash from white hair's hand and passed it back to Linda. "Take her over there, Linda, it'll be okay." "Okay, Jack," the little woman replied, stroking my crotch once as she passed by. Charlene leaned down and kissed me on the cheek. We had the attention of everyone in our part of the club. The music had not come back on, and would not until this situation was resolved. "Who the fuck are you to order us around, limpdick?!" the leader said, but she did not move. "Such language. You will address me as Mr. King," I said smoothly, "and you will do what I say, do you understand? What are your names?" The white haired bitch said, "Mona, Mr. King," in a very hostile manner, shifting her weight from one foot to the other tensely. "And those two are Jackie and Lou-Anne," she said, jerking her thumb at the bald one and pink spike, respectively. "Who did you come here with, Mona?" "Roxy Winters." I didn't know her, but the owner did. He winked and smiled before heading off to deal with that business. "I'm sure Ms. Winters won't appreciate your behaviour." "She picked us up down at the Sapphire Lounge tonight. Said there was this place," she said toughly. "I see. Well, her bad judgement then." The situation contained, I waved down to the DJ, who waved back, smiling in acknowledgment. The music started to come back up slowly. "Mona, you look like one mean little bitch. Tell me, do you always like it rough?" "Yeah, it turns my crank," she said with a crooked smile. "Good. Have you ever slept with a man?" "Fuck no, ass- ass-, Mr. King!" she said, fire in her eyes. "A guy tries somethin', I beat the shit out of him." Her two friends nodded dumbly. "Mm-hmm," I hummed thoughtfully. "This club that you decided was your private meat market is about sex, in all its forms, and I can't fault you for being a lesbian. Whatever works for you right?" "Right," she said, still not able to figure out why she wasn't kicking the crap out of me. A chill ran through her when I said, "But you violated the most basic rule of respect, and that I don't forgive." I turned around and took a step back before turning around again, making the three jump. "I'd like to see you ladies naked. I'd like you to strip for me. I don't care if you enjoy it, I don't care if you don't want to. Just do it." I pulled over a chair and sat down, my four ladies surrounding me. Charlene knelt down and leaned on my knees. Mona guffawed. "Ya, whatever," mocking my request, but her hands came up under the waist of her dirty tanktop and pulled it up and over her shorn head, revealing firm young breasts and a muscled torso. Jackie and Lou-Ann did also. Jackie was tall and skinny. She had almost no breasts, and her rib cage showed when she raised her arms. Lou-Ann was kind of squat, her heavy breasts hanging to the outside of her body. She had huge aureoles around thick nipples. They continued, each pulling off their boots and socks, before undoing their leather pants. "Turn around and show me your ass, wiggle them, as you pull your pants down." The women turned, and dutifully shook their booties as they revealed their hind assets to all. Mona had the best ass. The chick obviously worked out. Jackie had a bony butt, and Lou-Ann had the expected balloon, like a big inverted heart. "Mona, turn around and come over here." She padded over, walking like a guy with big lats, arms akimbo. "I'd like to take off your panties. Would that be all right with you?" "Sure," she said flatly. I pulled down the cotton garment over her firm hips while she watched me. Amanda stroked my shoulder. "Spread your legs. I want to see your cunt." She had black pubic hair, trimmed into a long strip. Mona took a deeper stance. I casually lifted my hand and placed it on her cunt. "Hey!" she protested, but did not lift a finger or try to move away. "What the hell are you doing, Mr. King!" "I'm touching your cunt, because I want to." My finger slipped past her lips and I found slimy wetness just inside. Physical confrontation turned her on. I found her clit and rubbed it slowly. Mona watched my fingers, those of a hated man, touch her most private spot. There was nothing she could do about it, even if she had wanted to. "Tell me, Mona, am I in the right spot? I want to make sure I'm in the right spot, after all. I wouldn't want you to think that a man couldn't fingerfuck you just as well as your friends here." I slid my fingers all over her cunt, making sure to play at it, stimulating the whole of her sex. "I- I'd say, you're in the right place, I guess. Dunno. Feels weird having a man touch me." Her hips began to rotate. "Bastard, don't like you touching me down there!" She groaned and pumped her ass down when I speared her slick channel with my finger once again." "Fuck, Mona," Jackie said, "how can you let him do you like that?!" "Unh, can't help myself, Jackie. He - he's... ohh... shit, he's hitting me hard, girl." Abruptly, I pulled my hand away and had Charlene lick my fingers clean. I smiled evilly up at Mona, who looked shocked that I had stopped. "What the fuck?! Mr. King, what the hell. Why did you stop?!" "You don't like men, Mona," I said simply. "I hate men! Put your hand back in my cunt!" Melissa stifled a laugh. "God damn," Mona spat, "what the fuck are you doing to us." "Teaching you a lesson." I repeated the same 'inspection' for Jackie and Lou-Ann. All three were totally naked in front of me and I stood up. They looked at me with suspicion. I had turned them on, their cunts were wet. I motioned to the security man. "Sorry for the trouble, Lenny." "It's all right, Mr. King." "No, no, I think they need to make it up to you." He smiled and chuckled. "Sure thing, Mr. King." I asked him to get naked, which he did rather quickly. He was a large man, nearly 6'6", and powerfully built. His cock was about 7" long, and very thick. It looked like a cudgel. He was half-hard from the show I had the three women put on for us. The fat head peeked out from under his foreskin. For their part, the lesbians lips curled in disgust at this display of male physique. "What," I said mockingly, "this doesn't turn you on? This man's in top shape. See how well defined he is, how he keeps his body fat down to keep himself that way. I'll bet Lenny here works out every day, don't you Lenny?" "You bet, Mr. King. Women find it sexy, and I like looking good, too." He had an easy smile. He had his hands on his hips, while his tool bobbed in the open air. Charlene went to crawl forward to him, but Linda held her back on the leash. "He's disgusting," Mona said predictably, her friends backing her up with sneers. "Okay ladies, down on your knees in front of him." They complied a bit jerkily. "That's it, gather around the front of him. Mona you in the centre, Jackie and Lou-Anne on each side. Yeah, get in close. Ever seen a cock close-up before?" "No," they said, pulling their heads back quickly as Lenny made his cock jump up and down. They were visibly uncomfortable being so close to him. Lenny just laughed. He took his fat cock in hand and stroked it up and down, producing a few drops of pre-cum on the tip, which dripped away lazily in strands, the head disappearing and appearing from its sheath. "Fucking, gross..." Mona muttered, looking at the one-eyed snake head on. "That's a matter of opinion," I said, kneeling down behind her. I dropped my hand between her ass cheeks and played with her anus. Her butt squiggled, but she didn't say anything. "Y'know, where would we be as a race without women who liked cock, Mona? There must be something to this heterosexual thing, or else the cockroaches would be the dominant specie on the planet." "No way, man, not me," she said, shaking her head. I reached up and cupped one of her breasts and slid my finger up her asshole. She grunted and looked at me funny. "I'll bet you and your friends wonder what it would be like to have sex with a man... men. I'll bet you never realised you had this desire before you came here tonight. I'll bet just seeing all the fucking going on here has opened you up," I stuffed another finger in her rectum eliciting a deeper grunt, "to a whole new world of ideas." She rested a hand on my knee for balance as she tipped her ass up a bit to accommodate my fingers. "I- I dunno, Mr. King, maybe this place is gettin' to me," her face screwed up as I buggered her. "Look at Jackie and Lou-Anne," I said, turning to them. "I'll bet they'd like to stroke his thighs and ass with their hands, just to feel what his body's like. You girls want to explore, don't you?" "S-sure," they said, unsure of themselves, but their hands came up and stroked Lenny's taut flesh. "Mmmm," Lenny murmured, "you ladies have nice hands. Don't be shy, you can touch my ass if you want." "Go ahead girls, you heard the man. What does he feel like?" Bald Jackie said, "He's hard, not like a woman, but his skin is nice and soft. Feels... different... maybe good." I wiggled my fingers in Mona's ass and she gasped, gripping my thigh tight. "You see, Mona, change can be good." "Yeah, guess so," she said, not wanting to meet my gaze. She was turned on, but was ashamed that it was by a man. "Look at me, Mona," I said. She haltingly raised her head. Her tough features had been melted away. When I moved my face to hers she did not pull away, but instead grabbed my lapel and let me kiss her. She was skittish like a schoolgirl until she felt that my lips were no different than any other, and that my hands knew how to pleasure her. I tweaked her nipple and she moaned against my mouth. Jackie and Lou-Anne were intently stroking Lenny's body. His cock was fully hard, his helmet fully exposed, pulsing with his heart. He put a hand on each of their heads. He twisted his mouth at the odd feeling of their hair, or lack thereof. In return, Lou-Anne kissed his thighs. Jackie leaned behind him and kissed his compactly developed ass. I broke our kiss and said, "Mona, I'm making you pretty hot, aren't I?" "Yeah, you are... for a guy," she said, feeling like she was betraying herself. "You'll do anything I say." "Sure. Like I got a choice?" She humped her own strong ass against my fingers rhythmically. "Oooh, yeah," she keened. "Look at Lenny's cock. See how hard you ladies have made him? You've turned him on." "He's big," she said, revealing something she wouldn't have done otherwise. She looked at it, inches from her face. "I'll bet if you asked him real nice, he'd let you touch it, Mona." "Why would I... ummm," she said looking up into Lenny's pleasant face, "would it be all right if I touched it?" Lenny looked down and smiled a shit-eating grin, "Sure, babe, go for it." Mona reached out tentatively. Her fingertips brushed against it, and his cock jerked in response. Mona yelped, and then laughed harshly before touching it again, this time more firmly. "Feels real smooth, and warm," she said. Her hand wrapped around his shaft gently stroking the skin up and down. She played with his foreskin with her other hand, massaging it back and forth across the tip. Lenny's head fell back and he groaned in pleasure. Mona was leaning closer and closer to him, in part because she was becoming fascinated with his cock, and in part to make it easier for me to fuck her ass. I used my free hand to rub her cunt. The dyke became curious and smelled his cock and his crotch, rubbing her face in his musk. Lenny's hands came down and he ran his fingers through her white brushcut, encouraging her. Her mouth opened and she licked his heavy balls while she masturbated his big tool. She liked the taste. "Lenny lay down on the floor, please," I said. He complied wordlessly, the ladies at his side. Mona leaned forward watching the cock in her hand, her jaw slack with lust. Now on all fours, she rocked back and forth with my hand. She put her other hand between Lenny's spread legs and fondled his nuts. I motioned to Linda and pointed to an object on her belt. The little lady smiled lasciviously and snapped it onto her harness. Jackie and Lou-Anne were caressing Lenny's body and he was playing with theirs. They took turns kissing each other while they roamed over each other's flesh. Mona slid her fingers through his pubic hair. Linda knelt down behind the muscular woman and I withdrew my fingers slowly from Mona's ass and cunt, so as not to distract the rapt attention she was showing Lenny's anatomy. Linda had an evil smile on her face. She took hold of the long dildo attached to her crotch and wet it against the lesbian's slick cunt lips. It wasn't very fat, but it was about 9" long, with ribs as wide as your finger. At the base were a pad of soft rubber french tickler spikes. Linda leaned over and kissed me with an open mouth before she said, "Do you want me to fuck her, Daddy? Do you want your little girl to fuck the bad bitch?" She grabbed me hard through my pants. I was as hard as a rock. I grunted with the pleasure/pain. "Yeah, baby, give her hell." Linda broke our contact and seized Mona's hips, driving her hips forward suddenly, impaling her cunt. Mona screamed, her ass hunching at the intruder. She had never taken a cock before, but I wondered if she was into dildo play. Mona's head reared back and she wailed before her head dropped into Lenny's crotch. Her mouth was wide and she took a good chunk of him inside her moaning lips, sucking on him greedily. Ten-to-one she liked the dildo. Lenny jumped and gasped at the hoover that had just attached itself to him. With arms nearly as big as my thighs he lifted Lou-Anne bodily and dropped her crotch on his face, diving into her hairy muff. The chubby woman squealed and wriggled her ass viciously as Lenny the terrier shook his face in her bush. I stood up and stepped back, my crotch tenting rather obscenely, destroying the tux' lines. Linda fucked the white-haired bitch with a vengeance, her latex gear bouncing the club's lights off of her. Mona pumped Lenny with her hand and sucked on him like she had been doing it for years. Obviously, she had seen it done before. Jackie crawled down to Mona and licked Lenny's belly, running her hands through his fur and and over his nuts. Charlene knelt behind Linda and stroked her little lover's back. Her fingers slid between Linda's small asscheeks and urged her mistress on. Linda was lost in her fucking, the dildo having a back piece that pressed against her own cunt, providing ample stimulation. Mona lifted her head off Lenny's dick, and she was quickly replaced by the eager Jackie, who sucked him into her thin face with a slurp. "Oh, shit! Oh, yeah!" Mona moaned. "F-fuck me. Shit, do me girl, do me! Ohhhhh, shitshitshit, unnggggghhhh...." she gritted her teeth and we all knew she was coming. Linda held onto the bucking filly beneath her. Lenny's feet were thumping on the floor, he was close too. I told Mona to get her face down there, and even though she was still orgasming she did, pleasure etched all over her face. I got Jackie to release him from her mouth and she jacked him off quickly. Lenny groaned loudly into Lou-Anne's cunt as his first shot spurted out and hit Mona in the face. "Yesss, cum on me, you big bastard! You fucking man, cum on me!" Mona screamed. Shot after shot covered her face and hair. Her open mouth caught some thick white sperm, which she swallowed eagerly. Jackie and Mona frenched hotly, sharing his seed. As his cock began to deflate they ran their mouths and tongues all over his flesh, lapping up his juices. And very quietly, Lou-Anne shuddered, her spiky pink hair wiggling. Lenny had made sure she hadn't been ignored. I asked Lenny, Jackie, and Lou-Anne to stand up. I thanked Lenny and we shook hands. He gathered his clothes and walked off. His replacement on security duty was standing quietly in the shadows. Linda was still fucking Mona, who was down on her shoulders, her ass high in the air for fucking. My face went cold and I leaned down and grabbed her white hair in my hand, pulling up none too gently. She protested loudly, but not physically. Her ass still pumped back against Linda's hips with slaps. Jackie and Lou-Anne watched and listened. "This is only the beginning, Mona. Do you understand!" "Y-yes. Yes, sir, Mr. King. Don't, d-don't, don't stop! I want to fuck. Feeeellss soooo goooood..." "I have no intention of letting you stop, bitch. You'll pay your debt of rudeness." "Yesyesyes, anything, anything, Mr. King!" she nodded dumbly, climbing to a second orgasm. I smiled triumphantly, looking over at Amanda and Melissa. Not surprisingly, Melissa was sitting in the chair, her legs splayed wide. Amanda was on the floor, her face buried in her daughter's quim. Melissa looked like she had been orgasming, rather heavily at that. I looked back at Mona. "Mona, you and your friends are volunteers at the club here for the next year. You will offer yourself to anyone who wants you. Young or old. Male or female. You are this club's new sluts. You will do anything they ask, so long as it is sex. Tonight you will offer yourself to any man you meet. You will ask that they cum on your face after they have done what they want. You will not clean yourself off. You are to have a coating of cum covering your body. The smell of a man turns you on fiercely. Understand?" "Y-yes, Mr. Kinnnng, oh god, yes. We'll do it! Oh, thank you, thank you!" The tears ran down her cheeks as her orgasm neared. She grabbed my pant leg and kissed my polished Italian shoe. "Moreover, to make yourself more appealing to the club's patrons, you will change your fashions. You will wear the blue satin dress of a club employee. Mona, darling, you look wonderful just the way you are." I dropped her head and let her cum against the plastic tool buried inside her. The woman sobbed into the floor. "Jackie, either shave your head totally bald, or grow some hair, and start to eat right. You look malnourished." "Yes, sir," she said nervously. "Lou-Anne. Listen closely," I said gently, leaning over conspiratorially. "Lou-Anne, you have an overeating problem?" I whispered. She nodded. "That's okay, girl. Lou-Anne, you will go and see your doctor, and he or she will give you a diet that will help you reduce yourself to a healthy weight. Don't think you have to be skinny. That's not healthy for everyone. The diet you get you will stick to, and you will eat properly. "The pink hair, I don't know, it doesn't do anything for me, but I'm not everyone. The diaper pin through the nostril has got to go, though. Remove it and throw it into the garbage over there." She did, saying, "Thank you, Mr. King," nasally while she fished the pin out of her face. I shuddered and stepped over to Linda and Charlene, offering them a hand up. With a shlup, the dildo slipped from Mona's greased cunt, and the white-haired woman fell over sideways before raising herself up shakily. Jackie and Lou-Anne helped her to her feet. I placed my hands on my hips and said, "Off with you, go fuck and suck the night away." "Can we fuck you, Mr. King?" Mona said huskily, her eyes glued on my crotch, the cum dripping down her face. "No, no, hell, no. But thanks for asking. Go ask the next guy, the other way," I said, pointing away from the direction in which we were headed. They each came over and kissed me. I smiled and waved them off. Linda unsnapped the wet dildo from her harness like it was a socket wrench. She clipped it back onto her belt. Charlene handed her her leash, and Linda patted the amazon's ass. Amanda's face was slick with her daughter's juices. Two fingers were up Melissa's poop chute and the thumb in the girl's swollen pussy. "Come on, girls. Let's go." They stood up, though Melissa protested. She had been about to cum again. more to come... -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |