Message-ID: <21289asstr$942761401@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: np98rb@mail.telepac.pt (Christine & David Stevenson) Subject: {ASSM} The Governor's Wife - Part Three X-Original-Message-ID: <383139da.56853584@news.telenet.pt> X-Original-Path: 195.23.214.122 Lines: 132 Date: Tue, 16 Nov 1999 09:10:01 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: assm-admin Warning: This story is about non-consensual domination. It is fiction, but it is erotic - despite or perhaps partly because it is non-consensual. Copyright: Victor Bruno. http://www.mschristine.com/bruno.html The Governor's Wife by Victor Bruno Part Three It was while Frank was upstairs, cleaning one of several picture-windows which faced south and west, that Hettie Page came into the room into which he was facing. Frank nearly fell off his ladder.... For the Governor's wife was wearing just about the tightest and briefest black leotard he had ever seen! Beforehand, vaguely, Frank had noticed the room was a little unusual. Not containing normal furniture that is. There were some rings hanging from ropes and a rowing machine in one corner. Obviously some sort of miniature private gymnasium. It all clicked into place as his 'employer' entered and began raising and stretching her arms and doing knee-bend exercises. Frank's first impulse was to slide down the ladder fast ... but he was held fascinated by the magnificence of the scantily clad body he could see. He clung there, sweating, pulses pounding, feasting his eyes. My God, what a body it was! The strangest thing was, the Governor's wife seemed completely unconcerned by his voyeur activities. Not once did she look his way. Maybe, he thought suddenly, she can't see me. Perhaps it is that kind of window. One way only. But that seemed odd. You'd think the one-way would be the other way around. But it must be something like that. Surely. Otherwise she would do something herself .... Well, I am enjoying myself anyway, said Frank happily to himself. All the more so when Hettie Page went down on to her back, raised her legs high in the air and began a cycling movement. God, what a superb bottom! And the material of the leotard was so thin and tight, the sex-lips were clear and prominent! Christ ..... I can't stand it, thought Frank. After so long a deprivation! The pressure on him was cruel. So cruel that he had to unzip. His throbbing erection came thrusting out. For a moment, Frank almost gripped it and started playing with himself. Then he thought better of it. Someone might come into the garden. Hettie Page had changed the exercise again .... Now she was bending and touching her toes again and again. Her legs were astride and her back was towards Frank's vantage point. The lush curvaceousness, and all it surrounded, came lunging at him rhythmically. Frank thought of himself seizing those flanks... ripping away the flimsy leotard .... plunging rampantly into the cleft. Fucking her ... and himself ... to a standstill! Frank hung there, moaning and gibbering in the agony of his frustration. How could he endure it! The palms of his hands were so sweaty he once almost lost grip of the ladder. Then the exercise changed yet again. Looking calm and unconcerned (and certainly unwatched!) Hettie Page stepped across and seated herself on the rowing machine .... and began to exercise with long, easy strokes. Up and down went the thighs ... back and forth went the white arms.... And Frank lusted madly after the big breasts which were almost bursting through the thinness of the black leotard! All thoughts of the tasks he was supposed to be performing had been driven from his mind. It had time for only one thing. To mentally devour and ravage this superb body. "Oh .... it's been so long ... so long ..." said Frank out aloud. He was almost sobbing. At that moment, Hettie Page rose gracefully up out of the rowing machine and moved across to the window. Once again, Frank almost fell off the ladder as she stood right up close to the window. A pair of lips came close to the window. Faintly, Frank heard the message. "You will now carry out the final order on your list," he heard the Governor's wife say. Frank felt suddenly dizzy. She must have known I was there all the time, he thought. Yes ... she knew! And didn't mind! God .... what could it mean? Trembling with anxiety, Frank stumbled down the ladder to the ground. His knees felt rubbery as he made his way into the house. Only just in time did he remember to thrust back his erection and zip up again. URL Bruno Books Email Bruno List ------------------------------------------------------ Warning! Turns your wife/lover into a Dominatrix. 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