Message-ID: <27881asstr$976795802@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: Paddymellon X-Original-Message-ID: <91882s$pc3$1@nnrp1.deja.com> X-Article-Creation-Date: Wed Dec 13 16:28:24 2000 GMT Subject: {ASSM} "Night Prowler" NP-CH6c.TXT {Mmfff, beast, bondage, oral, anal} Date: Thu, 14 Dec 2000 07:10:02 -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: gill-bates, dennyw ____________________________________________________ An erotic fantasy: Night Prowler Chapter 6c: Initiation... Beast Of Burden My guests have been scared shitless of my beasts. I'd taken then down to show them fight over a piece of meat way back when. The fierceness of the beasts, and the somewhat exaggerated suggestions I'd given as to what would happen if I let them chase an escapee down had dissipated any thoughts of escape back in the earlier days. My guests had grown since and I saw no harm in introducing them formally. While fierce, they were overgrown puppies in my hands. I saw the anticipated startle as we entered. I reassured them that they would be fine, unless I told Satan to act and they settled back down somewhat. "Bring that coffee table in here Denise." He carried it in and placed it on the floor. "Ok, pick her slut ass up and put her on it." I could see the shocked expressions. It was apparent what was to occur to all of us now. Especially to Pat who looked unbelievingly at me. She groaned as they lifted her. Her knees were already cramping from the looks of it. I decided to leave the ball gag out, so that I could hear her responses. I eased forward. Satan had the leash taught ashe pulled in attempt at checking out the exhibit. I saw horror in Pat's eyes as we neared. Then she suddenly looked defiant. She was silent, knowing that begging was futile. Satan was drawn to her pussy instinctively. The piss covered body of the stranger he'd only briefly seen must have been strange, but his node was drawn in just as I'd imagined it. I held him at bay, allowing him to nestle his nose in her crotch. After sniffing he began to lick her snatch with his monsterous tongue. Her look of defiance melted away quickly as I announced that she was to be his girl friend for the next two weeks. A dog's tongue is rougher than a human's. His is probably 9" long too. I'd seen all of my life how instinct drives the male dog to a womans crotch. It was time to see what will happen if he is able to follow his instinct. The first few strokes hit her clit and outter lips. I held him, allowing him to warm her up, before feeding him some slack. We all watched in awe as her pussy lips swelled and her breathing became shallow. She began moaning. She began to beg, but we all ignored her, amazed as the savage tongue lashing. The huge tongue was licking all the way back to her asshole, parting the swollen lips with each stroke. She began to waiver. It could have been the guzzled wine, knee cramps or the tongue lashing. I had Denise hold one side of the bamboo and Vicky the other. Both leaned in to view the new sight. Christy moved beside me. She too was fascinated. I couldn't help myself; I reached down and felt her lips. They were wet, as I'd expected them to be. She squirmed so that my finger penetrated her. "Do you like this?" She hesitated. I worked my finger in deeper and then finger fucked her the best I could. She was hot. There was no denying that. But her pause confused me. She, as well as the others, had grown into sluts who knew no limit. I didn't understand why this was any different. I withdrew my finger and started flicking her off. She smiled, turning so that I could reach her better, while watching intently as Satan lapped away. I gave him still more slack and he moved in closer, inserting his tongue, licking her clit on the way out. Pat tensed and shrieked. I'd never heard such an intense climax from her. I matched the mighty tongue as I flicked Christy and she too climaxed quickly, and with unseen intensity. I inserted my finger and slowly fucked her, nice and smooth, avoiding her overly sensitive clit. Pat had no such luck. Satan hastened his lunges as she climaxed. Her clit had no retreat. While it hurt, it also felt good and she began the first true string climax I'd ever witnessed. "Yes. I like to see the slut get what she deserves..." "You know that eventually you will have your turn." She looked at me. I couldn't place the expression. It wasn't surprise. It wasn't a startled look or a look of sheer lust. She began to fuck my finger, placing both arms around my neck. We kissed deeply and passionately as I worked a second and then a third finger in. I dropped the leash and Satan moved even closer, lowering his front end for better penetration. I can't remember more passion in a single kiss. It lasted several minutes. She went up and down on my fingers while our lips were locked. I drew the breath from her lungs and filled them again. If I'd had better position I could have gotten my whole hand in. She came, and then came again. I pulled my sticky fingers out and she dropped down, taking my cock into her mouth. It would be but a moment before I exploded down her throat. I savored my time and tried to extend it, but her mouth was hot and so was I. I drained, looking her in her pretty blue eyes. Pat was going crazy in the background. The unyielding tongue whipped her silly. Her inability to withdraw or to control it had her in a frenzy. Denise and Vicky had both hands on the bamboo to support her. Her motions were limited severely, but her hips gyrated, whether to seek or avoid the tongue was unclear. She screamed, "No, no no!" and then "Yes! Yes! Yes," alternating to the point we had no idea of her real wishes. It was torture. It was the best fuck she'd ever had. I took the leash and pulled Satan back. He did not want to come. "I want you to remember what it is like to be the bottom of the totem pole. Do your knees hurt?" "Yes, yes goddammit. They hurt like hell. Get me up." "You forget who you're talking to. You're a bitch dog." "Please Sir. My knees hurt..." "That's better. Lay her on her back. Let's see if she gives as good head as Satan here did." I pulled Satan away and rounded the table with him. "Come here," I instructed Christy. None of us had noticed the huge dick, which had me and Denise beat. We'd had our attention directed at his huge tongue and Pat's hapless pus. Christy's eyes bulged as it came into view. Being normally sheathed, it was red, kinda like the inside of a pussy. I wasn't sure if they knew about the knob or not. They would in due time. The base of a dog's dick swells to triple it's girth. That's why dog's "lock-up." This huge knob is swollen inside. It's also "wet" looking. I've never touched one before but it looks very different from the normal dry cock a human has. It must have been Pat's sadism that rubbed off on me. I lusted to see the huge, wet cock down her throat. I _wanted_ to see her gaging on it. I wanted to see the knob force into her mouth, holding it open like a gigantic ball gag as his cock fucks her mouth, hell, her throat. They had laid her on her back. I had them position her so that the bamboo was on the edge of the table. Herneck and head had no support and drooped limply backwards. Her mouth fell open. Her body was still spasming from the multi-climatic tongue thrashing. Her knees were still bound. They fell to each side, leaving her pussy exposed. I brought Satan closer. His tongue darted into her mouth. I hadn't planned that, but it seemed fitting. She tried to turn away but he followed her. She finally gave up, being in no position to resist, and closed her lips around the pervasive tongue. "If you're going to fuck him you damned better kiss him." She began to suck his tongue. The deepest french kiss she'd had, without a doubt. I had Denise take the video camera off he tripod and film this. I wanted a full frame closeup of the two of them. Vicky grabbed the digital cam and began taking stills. Satan was somewhat confused, having lost the puss. He enjoyed the kiss, curiously enough, so I gave him several minutes. I finally drug him away, pulling his front feet onto the table. He quickly spied the pussy and began to lick it again with fury. I had Christy take his cock and guide it into her mouth. We all got on our knees to watch the mammoth cock slide in. Pat squirmed franctically before it was halfway in. The length reached through her mouth and down her throat as he plowed in. Her breathing was restricted to the short period between thrusts that her airway was cleared somewhat. He fucked her mouth quickly, like a rabbit, with short, quick, penetrating thrusts. Pat tried to close her legs. The mouth fucking and the climatic tongue thrashing was too much. Satan is all muscle though and he insisted she have both. Her bent legs drooped helplessly back to down on the table. She was only able to move her fingers, which flexed in a futile attempt at begging for mercy. The rest of her body was tightly bound and/or ravenged by the muscular dog. I got on my knees and looked. The knob was too massive to fit in her mouth. It met her lips, holding them open wide. I could see her throat bulge as he thrust. My cock was hard again. I sat on the couch to enjoy the canine rape. Christy followed, going down on my cock with her back to me, so that she could see too. She put her pussy over my cock. I almost always fucked her in the ass. The few exceptions were when I wore a rubber, which I detest. I said nothing. The warm pussy was so wet and smooth. I'd almost forgotten what pussy felt like. She worked it slowly. I was worn, but I mustered a mini-cum as I held her breasts. She leaned back and we enjoyed watching the face rape. Pat again was having chain orgasms. She could barely breath and now was in peril of drowning in dog cum. She had been a definite bad influence upon us all, for we all took sadistic glee in the sight. Vicky and Denise laid down their cameras and joined us on the couch. Denise sat beside me and Vicky mounted him in the same fashion as Christy was mounted. I enjoyed our "closeness." We rallied around the event as friends. I hadn't planned it, but we weren't sitting there as top and bottoms. They dropped their guard and I dropped mine. Vicky was talking of all the times it had been her down there while she nonchalently fucked Denise. Christy took over as she climaxed, telling of how she was unfairly picked on by Pat. My cock came back to life and she began to ride me again. "So how are you going to like it when Satan fucks you?" They giggled. It was easy enough to watch Pat. "He's HUGE!" Vicky exclaimed. "Damned big!" Christy joined in. "Well for the record... I doubt I'll ever tie you down like her. That's pretty bad. She deserves it though. But if you ever piss me off you might find yourself in her place." They both laughed. It was pretty funny that they seemed to know that without it being spoken. I thought it was an important announcement. "She had this coming. What I'm going to do is make her stay on all fours the entire two weeks. You guys can do whatever turns you on. Whatever. But I'm going to rotate the dogs in and out to see if they can fuck her to death." Even Denise broke out on that one. He offered a few times she had been especially cruel to him. He's normally silent, but even he felt at ease. "Obviously I had no right to bring you all here. But I did. And here we are; and that's not going to change. I would like to compliment each of you on your trials and errors. I applaud your successes and your yearning for your new life." They each looked at me. The looks were friendly. It was the informality which made this moment. I'd never spoken with them like this until now. "My sexual desires are not normal. I've brought you all here and taught you to fulfill them. You have learned well. You have changed. You're not the same people I brought in." "How... the hell did you do that?" Christy asked. I told them how Pat sat in front of me in accounting class and how I flunked the class because I was fantasizing about her rather than listening to the lecture. I'd followed her home and staked the house out, discovering in the process her lovely roommates and the unlucky boyfriend I set up. They were amazed at my years of work and planning in building the basement and home, the walls, security cameras and the walled compound. I asked Denise if he remembered picking the liquor rack up that fateful evening. He didn't. I told them how I'd opened all the bottles, allowing them to drain on their sides, before laying out the one bottle of techila that had a firm cap. The one I'd spiked. Denise was intrigued at the fact I'd blown him; in order to get sperm to plant. "You're not really gay?" "No. I'm really not. I have been curious. Hell I was attracted to a couple of guys throughout my life. But I've always been attracted mainly to women. That doesn't mean I'm planning to cut you off though." The girls cracked up laughing. "I dunno. I felt sorry for you, knowing I was setting you up. I despised your fucking frat attitude, still I could not rationalize the ordeal I was about to put you through. I'd never touched another guy's cock until then. Even though you were passed out your cock came to full mast as I licked your balls. I knew it would. I don't know how, I just knew it. Like I knew Satan was going to fuck the shit out of Pat's mouth." Our attention focused back on Pat. She wasn't turning blue yet, but we could hear her abbreviated breaths, exasperated by continual climax. They all looked suddenly respectful at me. Jeez, you do wanna respect your elders and the wisdom you might not see that they have accumulated, but I was uncomfortable. "I'm not that smart. I have the ability to look around and to put things together though. As to her, I cannot think that we all actually desire what we give. She came off pretty brutal. It just seems righteous that she be treated brutally." They snickered. "Ok, let's let the she-devil up for some air." We all stood and I pulled Satan away. The others released the cords binding Pat and stood her up. She was wobbly and weak. Christina took her in tow to get the circulation going. When they returned I had Vicky put the ball gag back in and I led Pat out into the center of the floor, putting her down on all fours. "You will stay on all fours until further notice. Your primary purpose of existence now is servicing my beasts... for our pleasure." It's difficult to climb to the top. Once there it is next to impossible to return to the bottom with any sort of grace. Satan was already on the prowl. He stuck his nose, and then his tongue into the exposed pussy and began to lick again. We settled in at the bar to watch. I poured a round of techila shots. We toasted and downed them. The mighty beast moved and mounted Pat. His muscular body dwarfed her feminine figure. His chest rested on her back, pressing her down. Her elbows bent to accomodate him in a most uncomfortable looking position. I'd expected that he would need some help in his entry, but Pat's woefully swollen pussy made a large target. He filled it completely and began hammering her. He growled in her left ear and nipped at it. She lowered her head in fear and in submission as her body began another long chain-orgasm. It was difficult to tell where one stopped and the next started. Spittle drooled from the ball gag as her breathing increased to marathon proportion. I could tell by her movements that he had slid his knob in. They would be locked up for awhile now. I poured another round of shots and we downed them, amazed at the intensity of the pounding. 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