Message-ID: <6982eli$9803161629@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: john_dark@anon.nymserver.com Subject: {John Dark}JDR"T'ang Junzi"( Mf cheat )[1/1] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Note: This message was posted by a secure email service. Please report MISUSE OR ABUSE of this automated secure email service to . Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6ejavo$hbj$1@sparky.wolfe.net> JOHN DARK REPOST The following story is posted for the entertainment of adults. If you are below the age of eighteen or are otherwise forbidden to read electronic erotic fiction in your locality, please delete this message now. The story codes in the subject line are intended to inform readers of possible areas that some might find distasteful, but neither the poster nor the author make any guarantee. You should be aware that the story might raise other matters that you find distasteful. Caveat lector; you read at your own risk. The copyright of this story belongs to the author, and the fact of this posting should not be construed as limiting or releasing these rights in any way. In most cases, the author will have further notices of copyright below. If you keep the story, *PLEASE* keep the copyright disclaimer as well. ===================== 2) This work is copyright by the author. You may download and keep copies for your personal use as long as the author's byline and e-mail address and this paragraph remain on the copies. Posting to newsgroups or on websites is permitted as long as no money is charged for access and as long as the author's byline and e-mail address and this paragraph remain on the story. ===================== T'ANG JUNZI John Dark john_dark@anon.nymserer.com Pear Blossom dashed through the dusk and into the bathhouse carrying a load of wood with three towels on top. She hung up the two fine towels and put the sticks near the stove. Then she doffed her clothes before turning toward the bath. "Master Wang," she gasped. She tried to cover herself with the slight, threadbare, cloth in her hand. Finally she covered her groin with the cloth and her tiny breasts with an arm. "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't know that you were here." "And you were trying to sneak a bath before your betters." Wang, concerned about maintaining order in his household, tried to sound angrier than he was. "Mistress Lee told me to drain the water and refill the tub. I was going to bathe in the old water. Please, sir." "And those towels?" "I was told to bring them. I have this for myself." By holding out the rag in her hand, she uncovered her groin. The few wisps of hair covering her mound distracted him from examining the cloth. "You don't propose to use that rag on your master do you?" he asked. "No, Master Wang." "Then fetch the other towels and dry me off." Pear Blossom dried his face and his neck and shoulders. As she approached his waist, part of him rose to meet her. Fearful, she dropped to her knees and started rubbing from the ankles. This only brought her face close to his maleness. Finally, she patted the scepter and purse. In response to that sight and feel, the tips of her breasts reddened and swelled until they felt larger than the thrush-egg size of the breasts themselves. She shivered, but the one square inch felt as though it were sweating heavily. Wang was undismayed by his own reaction. Using this particular possession right now would be neither politic nor urbane, but his desire was acceptable. Her reaction was more intriguing. He stroked the swelling breast. "You knew that I was in here all the time, didn't you?" "No, Master. Aiee!" She shouted at the hard pinch on her nipple. "Yes, Master. I was curious." "You wanted to be seen as well as to see. I've never had you. Has another?" "No, Master Wang, no-one!" "I'll see about that. Let me check that your door is still locked." She spread her legs for his searching hand. "It's still locked but someone has been oiling the hinges. I have an appointment with Mistress Lee tonight. I'll ask her to have you sent to my bedroom in two days." Pear Blossom gasped at this statement. "Don't worry. You'll have a nice gift the next morning," he said in parting. "But not," Pear Blossom thought to herself, "as nice a gift as Madame Lee promised me for delaying her husband so she could sneak her lover away." ===================== T'ANG JUNZI John Dark -30- -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |