Message-ID: <21873asstr$945490201@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: ip201326@ip.pt (Christine and David) Subject: {ASSM} The Governor's Wife - Part Thirty-four X-Original-Message-ID: <385a427d.65543443@news.telenet.pt> X-Original-Path: 195.23.214.41 Lines: 134 Date: Fri, 17 Dec 1999 23:10:01 -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: dennyw, Lambchop 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 Thirty-four Frank lay in the dark, naked and face down. Underneath him he could feel the hard bone of his erection. It had been with him ever since he had fallen exhausted on the bed. There was just nothing he could do about it. Images of Hettie raced constantly through his fevered brain and he repeatedly groaned with frustrated anguish. He must not even touch himself. He must not! Think of what she would do to you if she caught you! Yes .... think of that. That will strengthen your willpower. Occasionally, though it was painful, Frank would turn over on to his back so that his erection thrust up like a pole into the cool night air. Perhaps, he told himself, if I cool it, it will go down. But it didn't go down. It throbbed there silently. Unseen .... Untouchable .... It seemed like hours to Frank before sleep came. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Then it only seemed like minutes before the light came on above Frank. He jerked up on the bed, tingling with shock .... to see Hettie standing dreamily in the doorway. She was stark naked again and she was smiling, mouth slack, eyes rather glazed. Was she drunk .... or maybe drugged in some way? "Been a good boy, have we?" enquired Hettie, her voice a little slurred. "Y-Yes .... yes .... M-Mistress," answered Frank quickly .... glad he could speak the absolute truth. He realised he was still more than half in erection. "Good .... good ...." said Hettie. "But, in case you hadn't been, I brought this with me." >From behind her back, Hettie produced the cane and a shiver went up and down Frank's spine at the very sight of it. The idea of feeling it on his so-tender flesh was utterly terrifying. Anything was better than that. Frank found himself trembling, heart thumping, mouth dry. This woman was capable of anything. Especially in the state she was in. As likely as not she would use the cane on him, not for any fault of his but simply for her own amusement. The awfulness of being completely in her power struck him once again. He watched her apprehensively as she came swaying into the room, lush breasts quivering softly, hips swinging seductively. "Your services are required, Frank," said Hettie throatily. Every nerve in Frank's body flared in sudden excitement. Lust seemed literally to grip him by the balls .... Did she mean ....? Could she mean ....?" Oh God .... at last .... at last! Frank's half erection was stiffening fast to a full one. His heart had begun to pound at twice the pace as Hettie drew nearer the bedside. "Mistress ...." whispered Frank, "I .... I am .... your s-slave...." "That's right, Frank," slurred a smiling Hettie. Her mound thrust provocatively forward. "My sex slave...." "Mistress ...." Frank almost held out welcoming arms. "Lie down, Frank." "Yes, Mistress ...." So that was the way it was going to be. She was going to come on top of him. The dominant partner. Well, Frank had no objection to that. He lay back, head on the pillows, his eyes closing. A fuck .... a delicious fuck .... at last .... at last! He must try and make it last. He must try very hard .... Frank was startled to feel Hettie's warm, soft buttocks come down on to his cheeks. He had been expecting a quite different sensation! The fury of further frustration seared through him as he found his nose against Hettie's anus and his mouth on her sex-lips. Lips that were wet and ready. He found himself half suffocating and tilted back his head a little so that he could get some air into his nose. http://www.mschristine.com/bruno.html mailto:VictorBruno@MsChristine.com ------------------------------------------------------ Warning! Turns your wife/lover into a Dominatrix. The Fem Dom Training Software. http://www.mschristine.com/program.html mailto:program@Ms-Christine.com ------------------------------------------------------ The DOMestic digest is free of charge. Subscribe in subject line:- DOMestic@Ms-Christine.com Moderated by David & Christine Stevenson. 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