Message-ID: <20628eli$9903180427@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: M Quayle Subject: (ASSM) A "Farrell" Story (Late For Dinner) Chapter 67: Almost Forgot (S&M Family fun, School daze) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: Quayle_M@hotmail.com X-Authentication-Warning: backdraft.philabs.research.philips.com: smap set sender to using -f 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: <36F064C3.53EBD603@hotmail.com> Your comments, criticisms, and evil/sexy/comical plot ideas are always welcome. Many of Kathy’s adventures are based on reader suggestions. Join the free “Late for Dinner” mailing list: http://www.onelist.com/subscribe.cgi/LateForDinner New chapters are also posted regularly to alt.torture, alt.sadistic, alt.sex.stories & alt.sex.stories.moderated. Your comments, criticisms, and evil/sexy/comical plot ideas are always welcome. Many of Kathy’s adventures are based on reader suggestions. Join the free “Late for Dinner” mailing list: http://www.onelist.com/subscribe.cgi/LateForDinner New chapters are also posted regularly to alt.torture, alt.sadistic, alt.sex.stories & alt.sex.stories.moderated. Earlier chapters are on-line in the mailing list archive and at J. Wijnands’s site at http://www.xs4all.nl/~wijnands/bdsm/late/ >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> WARNING! This story is for adults only and contains Strong Sexual Content and Convoluted Attempts at Humor. It is intended as a work of satirical sexual fiction for ADULTS only, and the author does not in any way condone or encourage similar behavior even if it was legal or physically possible. If you are under the age of 18 or reside in a state (or alt.state) that prohibits such behavior, stop reading this right now. I mean it!!!!!! Remember: DON’T DO THIS AT HOME!!!!! <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Do not repost or post without permission of author. Late for Dinner copyright 1998-99 by M Quayle (a pseudonym) All rights reserved Chapter 67: Almost Forgot Kathy and Christi skipped hand-in-hand up the school steps. Kathy stopped to admire her beloved in the reflection of the glass front door. Christi was wearing a red and black plaid microskirt and over-the-knee black socks. Her new nipple rings sparked as helped draw the eye to the blue-eyed brunette’s beautiful twin globes. Kathy couldn’t help but check herself out as well. She’d chosen a fuzzy white, navel-length sweater and matching white stockings. She loved the way her white heels made her almost an inch taller than Christi, who was wearing her favorite shiny black patent leather Mary Jane’s with the big chunky heels. How different the two girls were. Christi showing off her womanly bosom, Kathy dressing to draw attention to her taunt little bottom and long coltish legs. They gave each other a good-bye kiss before opening the school door. Once inside, they were sucked into the rush of students. Christi was quickly carried off by four football boys whose moms had apparently not had time to ease their pre-school tensions. “You guys know I’m not into guys unless it hurts, don’t you?” Christi quizzed the swelling quarterback. “Yup,” the big boy grunted as he threw her over his shoulder. “Oh, goodie,” the pretty torture-mouse squealed and blew Kathy a little “see-you-later” kiss. Kathy found herself keeling before Principal Krok, unzipping his blue pinstriped pants and helping herself to a long draw on his man-log. She was soon rewarded with a thick white stream of administrative spunk across the bridge of her nose. Tres chic! Kathy thought as she admired his cockwork in her compact mirror. “Thanks, Principal Krok,” she giggled as she licked him clean, “now my make-up’s complete.” “My pleasure, Kathy,” the principal patted her pretty head. “Always glad to help a young lady get ready to meet the day.” Kathy was just getting her notebook from her locker when her pager went off. “Almost forgot, we have ‘special treatment’ today. Will pick you up at two. Love, Mommy,” was all the message said. Kathy made a pouty face and slammed her locker door shut. She’d completely put their weekly appointment with Rudolph and the Driver out of her mind. She wondered what the two old peckerwoods would have them do today. Oh well, she sighed, it was like Daddy had said before he left on his trip, they couldn’t just stop going because Grand Dad could cut off the trust funds he’d set up for her and her siblings. And, anyway, if things got too weird she could always think about school or her crazy dreams or, better yet, Michael! Yes, Michael! She’d almost forgotten their rendezvous was now only a few days away! She hugged her notebook to her chest. Special treatment or no special treatment, life was good. In just a hundred hours or so she would once again be lying under Michael with his wonderful hands tightening around her throat. But, just to be on the safe side, she made a mental note to make sure Christi knew how to use a stun gun. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----