Message-ID: <28187asstr$978577805@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: From: "Louis Nessus" Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed X-Original-Message-ID: X-OriginalArrivalTime: 03 Jan 2001 01:34:47.0762 (UTC) FILETIME=[5B9CDB20:01C07525] Subject: {ASSM} Nessus RP: Control of Louis 4 (FD Mast Humil) Date: Wed, 3 Jan 2001 22:10:05 -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, RuiJorge This story is intended for the enjoyment of adults over the age of 18 or whatever the legal age is in your part of the universe. It contains fantasy scenes of graphic sexual activity. Please, if you are under the age of 18, or if you will be offended by such material, use your intelligence and read no further - delete file. Otherwise ....enjoy! Distribute freely if you wish but, please, not to minors The Control of Louis (Part 4 of 6) by Nessus She was right, the pink panties were dry the next morning so, after my shower, I put them on and was instantly hard. I knew I couldn't jerk off so I expended my energy on moving my clothes and other items out of my (now her) room into the second, smaller bedroom. Basically, I really didn't mind as I was excited about Georgina and her wicked ways moving in with me. I knew I was going to cross more of those invisible lines but, not only did I not care, I wanted to! God, I was hard. And those panties didn't help with their silken smoothness and softness that reminded me with every step what I was wearing. I have no doubt that Georgina knew the effect the panties would have on me, in fact, she probably planned it that way. I rushed over to her apartment long before I was supposed to and waited on the step. Hours later she came home and, with minimal instructions, I carried her heavy suitcases to a cab and we were soon at my (our) apartment. I dragged the suitcase into her room and waited as she glanced around. "Are you wearing your panties, Louis?" she asked absently. "Yes Miss Georgina," I replied, my cock immediately hard. "How can I see?" I quickly dropped my jeans around my ankles and pulled up my T-shirt. She smiled when she saw my cock outlined in the pink satin. "Very nice and very pretty. Now," she said turning back to the room and pointing to one of the cases. "I want you to unpack that one and place the clothes on the hangers in those robes." I bent down to pull my jeans up. "No," she commanded. "You'll be much more comfortable in just your panties." I pulled the clothes off and started to work. And work I did. I unpacked all the clothes in the cases while she relaxed in a bath. As I unpacked her lingerie, my cock grew even harder and I had pictures of her lying naked in the bathtub. Finally, I finished just as Georgina emerged from the bathroom, clad in a long white robe, her hair wrapped in towel. She smiled when she saw the work I had done and I felt pleased "Good boy," she said and I blushed. "You deserve a reward." She unwrapped her hair and started towelling it dry. "Your handcuffs are in my handbag. Get them". I trotted off to find them, cock throbbing in its satin prison, found my handcuffs and returned, holding them out to her. "Put them on," she commanded and I clicked them around one wrist and waited for her direction. "Hands behind your back." And I felt a thrill as she moved behind me and clicked my hands together. "You've worked so hard," she said, "so I'm going to let you watch me get dressed." She stood in front of me and smiled. "Unless," she said with a sly look at my straining penis in its pink panties," you don't want to?" I immediately fell to my knees. "Please, Miss Georgina, please let me watch." She smiled at me and rummaged through her underwear drawer. "Do you like these, Louis?" she asked, holding up a pair of cherry red wispy panties. My cock throbbed as she displayed them. "No," she said, before I could utter anything, discarding them back to the drawer, "Not what I had in mind." Georgina opened a small bag I had not been instructed to unpack and removed a brown paper parcel which she placed on the bed as she sat on the edge, legs together. She rummaged in the bag. "Move closer, darling," she said and I crawled until I was kneeling directly in front of her. The hem of the robe covered her legs but it was so tantalising as I guessed, no hoped, she was naked under it. Suddenly, she produced a dog collar and calmly buckled it around my throat. "There," she said, smiling at me for a moment and the, her face changed. "Would you like to look at me?" "Please, Miss Georgina," I begged, "Can I look at you?" "You know, Louis," she said sharply, "Your begging can become tiresome." Again, she rummaged in the bag. "Open your mouth, Louis and shut your eyes." I did and a round plastic object was pushed into my mouth. I struggled for a moment but she was relentless and I felt the ball gag being buckled into place. I opened my eyes to her smiling face and tried to protest but I couldn't make a sound. Georgina stood up, flicked her robe off and, naked, slowly turned in front of me. "Do you like this, Louis?" she asked softly and I nodded frantically. She was magnificent, large beautiful white breasts and delicate pussy. I looked down at my cock and saw a wet patch on the front of my panties and I knew I was on the edge of cumming as my cock was caressed by the satin. Georgina must have sensed it. "Stand up," she commanded and I struggled to my feet. Quickly, stripped my panties to my knees, leaving my cock exposed and obscenely swollen. The panties fell away and she motioned for me to kick them away. As I did so, I watched her walk to her drawers. "Kneel," she said without turning and I did. I watched her slip a white bra on and marvelled at her breasts as she did so. She gave me a sly look, opened a packet of white pantyhose and flicked them open. "No panties today, Louis," she smiled and I watched as she slid the pantyhose on. The hose was sheer to waist and her pussy hair was plainly visible. Sitting on the bed again, with her legs apart, she gripped the gag harness and pulled my face to her crotch. "It's a pity you've got that in your mouth, isn't it, Louis? You could kiss my pussy. Would you like to do that?" I desperately tried to make a sound but was unsuccessful. My nose was a few inches from her nylon covered pussy and I could smell her musky perfume as she became excited. "Like a taste?" she mocked and I nodded frantically. The humiliation of my position washed over me with a delicious tingle that went straight to my bobbing cock. "Not now, Louis," she said, pushing me away so I fell on my back. Georgina stood, giggling as she saw me struggling to right myself with my cock jutting upwards. As I regained my kneeling position she slipped on a white T-shirt that displayed the outlines of her breasts and a short white skirt. Laughing, she stood in front of me and raised the hem of her skirt for a moment to display her black pubic hairs flattened by the sheer white nylon, her fingers caressing herself through the nylon. She dropped the hem of the skirt and, from that brown bag, she retrieved a dog lead, snapped it to my collar and jerked it upwards. "Up, little puppy," she said. I had hardly enough time to get to my feet before she lead me into the main room and near the front door which she leaned against, looking back at me. "I could take you outside, Louis. Take a walk down the hall. Show you to our neighbours. Would you like that?" I was horrified but at the same time, excited by the thought of being displayed and out of control. "Do you think your neighbours would like to see you like this?" She smiled and gestured at my hard cock. I shook my head, trying to make a noise. "I haven't met the neighbours yet. This could be a good way to get their attention. Or, I could take you outside and leave you. Would you like that instead " I desperately tried to say no and she watched me in wry amusement. "I think you would," she said, hand resting on the doorknob. "I think you would like me to throw you outside." I shook my head, gurgling behind the gag. "Beg me," she said calmly and I dropped to my knees. "Please me," she said and raised her hem again to show me her black pubic hairs flattened by the sheer white nylon. I tried but it was impossible with the gag. "Use your nose," she demanded and I did, pushing myself into the wet nylon, trying to please her, her swampy smell overwhelming me with her excitement. A firm tug on the leash stopped me. "Useless," she said coldly. "Up." Following the tug on the leash, I unsteadily stood and, then, followed her into my room. "On the bed," she ordered and I laid on the bed while she clicked the dog lead around the bed-head. Georgina left the room for a moment and returned with some leather cuffs and chain which she used to bind my feet to the foot of the bed. It was uncomfortable, spreadeagled like that because of my hands cuffed behind my back but I managed to shift slightly on my side and be a little comfortable. Georgina leaned against the wall and looked down at me. "Louis," she said softly, "You look so helpless." I watched, panting behind my gag as she lifted the hem of her skirt and used the fingers of her other hand to rub her pussy through the nylon. I was in exquisite torment. Suddenly, she stopped, dropped her skirt into place and ran her fingers through her hair. I was sure she didn't cum but she was still obviously aroused as her hard nipples were clearly visible through her bra and T-shirt. Georgina sat next to me. "I have a visitor arriving soon, darling," she said. "His name is Tom and he brings me little gifts." I was stunned, my eyes widening in shock and she giggled. "Yes, darling. Things like lingerie, perfume. Little things. He's a salesman who visits the store. When he's in town he brings me a little something. And I give him something in return," she whispered, moving closely so her lips were close to my ear. "I give him a nice, slow hand-job." She circled her fingers and made a jerking motion slowly through the air. She stood up suddenly and, smiling, looked down at me. "And you can listen, Louis and wish it was you." With that she walked to the door. "Keep silent Louis. It would be embarrassing for you if Tom saw you like that." Georgina switched the light off and left the room, leaving the door slightly ajar. I lay in the dark in sweet anguish, wondering if she had been telling me the truth. I couldn't move and my cock remained hard for sometime. Finally, the front door buzzer sounded and I heard Georgina walk to the door. I could hear everything clearly. "Tom, you darling. Good to see you." "And you, as gorgeous as always." "Come in." I heard the sound of the door close. A low whistle. "Nice place. Moving up in the world?" Small laugh. "Could say that. I share it with a friend." "Do I know her?" I tingled at that. "No, I went to school with her. Her name is Louise." "Is she here?" "Not at the moment." Another small laugh. "Ooh, so we're alone?" "Tom!" More laughter. "Don't do that. You know we have an agreement." "I know." Sighing. "Can't blame me for trying." Images of a man pushing his hand up her short skirt pushed my cock into overdrive. "Coffee?" "Sure." I heard the small talk continue and coffee made. I guessed they were seated on the sofa, not far from my bedroom door. There was the noise of unwrapping paper and Georgina's voice. "Oh Tom, this is wonderful?" "You like it?" "I do. Thank you darling." The sound of a kiss. "You know," Tom began slowly but Georgina interrupted. "Don't start darling. I don't have room in my life for complications. If things were different but, they're not. All right?" A pause. "Yeah, OK." A change in tone. "When's your girlfriend returning?" "Louise?" My cock stiffened even more. "Not for a while. She's tied up until nine thirty or so." "Well, then?" A giggle. "You have something else for me?" The sound of a zipper. "How about this." "Nice. Take them off. I'll be back in a moment." She walked in the door, switching the light on as she entered and standing beside the bed. She smiled down at me and made a jerking off motion in front of her pussy. I was totally under her control and I had no idea what she planned next. It excited me. She leaned down and whispered softly in my ear. "Listen closely, Louise!" she said. "Listen while my hand slides up and down his cock. " Just as suddenly as she entered, she left and I was again plunged into the half darkness. The door was open slightly more than before and, like before, I could hear everything. "Ooooh," I heard her say. "It's so big. I'll give it a little kiss." I heard him moan and I wished I could as well. "Do you like this?" I heard her ask and he must have nodded his head. I visualised her hand sliding up and down his fat cock. "Should I stop?" she teased. "No," I heard his strangled voice. "Oh my God!" "Not God, darling," she giggled, "just little old me. I might have a rest for a while?" "No, don't!" "Oh?" "Don't tease me, Georgina. I've been on the road for three weeks!" "I won't darling," she soothed. "I like the sight of my hand playing with your cock." Ragged breathing for a few moments and slippery sounds. My cock throbbed painfully. "Oh," I heard him moan and then cry out. "Don't stop. Don't.....ooohhh!" Movement and rustling on the sofa, then silence. "I'll get you a towel," she said. Rustle of clothing. "Nice?" she asked. "Mmm. Do you like my present?" "Lovely. And sexy." "Any chance of seeing you in it?" "Now, Tom...." "I know, I know. Complications." "I'll show them to Louise. She'll get very jealous." "I'd better go. She might arrive soon and I wouldn't want her to start asking annoying questions." "Don't worry, darling. Louise knows how to keep silent." I thought I heard a muffled giggle and the front door opened. "'Bye, Darling." "See you next time?" he asked. "Phone me at the store first." The door closed and the door to my bedroom burst open, light switched on. Georgina lifted her skirt and crouched over my face, the wet nylon pressing against the ball gag and my nose. She was soaking wet and her musky perfume swept over me like a sensual cloud. Moaning, she rubbed against me, holding my head still with her thighs. I couldn't move as she used me to masturbate against. Her breathing was hot and heavy and she suddenly stiffened and moaned, her whole body trembling. Finally, she moved off me and stood next to the bed, her breathing easing. With a quick movement, she removed her T-Shirt and skirt, standing there in the white lace bra and sheer white pantyhose. My cock was still stiff and she smiled at me as she unshackled my feet. A quick tug of the leash and I was standing in front of her. "Down," she commanded and I knelt before her. "Do you want to cum?" I nodded frantically, desperate. "Do you like my sexy legs?" I struggled to make a sound but couldn't. "Be a little puppy, Louis and hump my legs. Rub your cock against my pantyhose. It's all you deserve, so do it!" Insistent pulling on the leash moved me closer and my cock rubbed between her calves. She closed her legs together, lightly embracing my cock in the white nylon covered legs. "Come on, little puppy," she breathed. "Hump my leg." Totally embarrassed and humiliated, I started pumping my cock between her legs. I had been aroused for so long I knew it would not take long. "Look up at me, puppy," she said, pulling my ball gag. I looked up past her sodden crotch with the black hairs sticking to the nylon, past her large breasts rising and falling in the white lace, to her smiling face as she looked down at me, her little puppy. A quick flash of reason flickered inside my fuddled mind. Here I was, naked, bound and gagged, humping the legs of a beautiful woman who, a few moments before, had given a man a perfect hand-job while I listened, a hand-job I knew I would probably never get. The urge to cum swept over me and I humped and humped. Finally, I spurted and spurted against her legs while she giggled. As my head hung, trying to regain my breath, I felt her fingers releasing my gag. My jaws ached and I flexed them uncertainly before I could speak in my cracked and strained voice. "Thank you for letting me cum, Miss Georgina." She smiled and held my face against the wet nylon of her pantyhose covered pussy. 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