Message-ID: <28201asstr$978595803@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 01:44:59.0199 (UTC) FILETIME=[C80EBCF0:01C07526] Subject: {ASSM} Nessus RP: Ten Days in Another Town-Day 9 (FD) Date: Thu, 4 Jan 2001 03:10:03 -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 Ten Days in Another Town. by Nessus Day Nine I was kicked awake by CJ, made to piss, shower and then led down the corridor. I was still completely hairless with no sign of even stubble and I wondered if the foam Rome had applied had permanent results. I also wondered if the shower had removed Jenny's graffiti on my forehead. CJ was dressed in a dark skirt, sheer hose and cream blouse. As usual, her beautiful face and short blonde hair made appear like some warrior queen. As I scuttled beside her, I glanced at her long legs in nylon and my cock stirred. The pussy licking and teasing had left me constantly frustrated. Inside the elevator, CJ punched the buttons and we started to rise. She grinned down at me and slid her skirt up, revealing white lace panties in sheer pantyhose. My cock throbbed mercilessly as CJ mimicked jerking off. "Would you like me to give you a quick hand job?" she grinned. I hadn't felt a hand on my cock for so long, so very long. "Please madam," I begged. I knew she was just teasing me but I couldn't help myself. She dropped her skirt and grinned down at my hard cock. "Got you hard again. Good. I like see you crawl around with your little cock all hard." She laughed as the doors opened and, blushing, I crawled after her. This floor was more luxurious than the others, thick carpet, paintings on the wall and thick drapes. CJ opened a door and led me into a luxury suite with two soft sofas, walnut desk and gilt mirrors. I guessed bedrooms and bathrooms were behind the two paneled doors that faced the floor to ceiling windows with a terrace beyond. CJ unclipped the chain from my nose ring and placed it on the desk. One of the doors opened and, as I gasped in shock, Verity swept in, dressed in a short black dress and hose with shiny high heels. Her mane of red hair was swept back and was hanging on her bare shoulders while her gold ear rings twinkled in the light. She was beautiful and she ignored me. "Everything organised for tomorrow night?" she asked CJ who nodded. "All organised." "I want to make sure they're all there." "I've personally spoken to everyone and," she smirked at me, "explained the situation. They wouldn't miss it." "Good. Thanks, CJ." CJ left and Verity sat on one of the sofas, legs crossed while she examined me. "My, my, Jerry," she smiled as she looked me up and down. "You've had some changes." I blushed and hung my head. "I like the way your new name is written on your head. Bit smudged, though. Might need it tattooed." I blinked in horror and she smiled coldly at me. "Loved the video with you fucking the shoe. I might put that on the internet. Have you learnt your lesson?" "Yes, Mistress," I lisped. "Puppy's learnt his lesson." Verity burst into laughter and clapped her hands, her legs the centre of my attention as she uncrossed and recrossed them. When she finally stopped laughing, she stared at me coldly. "I despise you. You cheated on me after all I had done for you." Verity toyed with the controller and I flinched. " But, you know what really made me angry? I mean, I could have got over those little flings of yours. But not this!" She stood and walked to the desk where she retrieved a small book from her purse. "I found this in your apartment, the start of your pathetic little black book." I blinked in fear as she sat down and crossed those long legs in sheer black nylon. Verity gestured angrily at me with the book. "This made interesting reading. The names of all your seven little sluts. And," she sneered, "it appears you have your very own little rating system. I tried to figure it out. I found one girl in this book, Judy, I think her name was with just one star. And Tiffany with five stars and all the rest somewhere in between. Including me!" She slammed the book down. "You gave me one and a half stars, you little shit! And I'm the one that put up with your pathetic little cock!" Verity sat back, arms folded and glared at me. "So, puppy, I'm not finished with you yet. I always get the last word in business and I will in this. This is personal!" I watched in horror as her finger pushed the controller. "Agh!" I cried out in pain, trying to ride it out. Finally, it stopped. She poured herself a cup of coffee and returned to the sofa. "Mmm, this coffee is good. I guess you haven't had a cup for a while now," she snickered. "You haven't had anything for a while." Verity uncrossed her legs and left them slightly apart so I could stare into the dark void of her skirt. "Come here, puppy," Verity said, smiling down at me as I crawled to her feet, trying to stare up her skirt. "Look," she said, sliding her skirt up. She was wearing pantyhose that were designed to look like stockings with the crotch bare. Verity's pussy was completely exposed, her puffy lips framed by the reddish pubic hairs. "You haven't fucked for a while, have you?" she laughed. "No, Mistress," I whispered, hypnotised by her glistening pussy. "I think it will be a long time before you get to put that pathetic little cock in any pussy. Maybe never. Show me your tongue." I poked my studded tongue out for her inspection. "You never used to go down on me. That's changed, I believe?" "Yes Mistress," I pleaded. "Can puppy lick your beautiful pussy?" "My puppy. Lick me, puppy. Lick your mistress," she ordered, a dreamy look on her beautiful face. I crouched between her legs and commenced my now familiar task as she moaned softly above me. The nylon of her hose grazed my ears, her juices covered my face as I used my tongue and the tongue studs to give her intense pleasure. The sight, smell and sensual sounds of her pussy made my cock unbearably hard and I desperately wanted to cum. Over the past days, the wrist bands and the gold ring around my balls had trained me to keep my hands away from my cock. Now, I considered exchanging the pain for just a few seconds of feeling my hand around my straining cock. I kept licking slowly as she lay back, legs wantonly splayed and sensual and satisfied smile on her face as she watched me stroke her labia with my tongue. "Not bad," she said. "I guess you'll get some food after all." Pushing me away as she stood, Verity adjusted her skirt and sat down at her desk. Ignoring me, she worked on some papers until Sammie arrived, dressed in tight black pants and a floral blouse. "Finished?" she asked and Verity nodded. She watched as Sammie connected the nose chain and took me away, my ear bells tingling as I crawled out the door. Sammie fed me and left me tied to the table in the big kitchen. Later, Leonie and Sammie sat at the table, drinking coffee and ignoring me this time, chatting about friends and lovers. Occasionally though , I would get a glimpse of Leonie's panties and my constantly hard cock would throb. Exercise filled the rest of the day and, at the end I was led back to the bathroom where Sammie gave me an aerosol can with a long tube attached. The tube enabled me to squirt the foam over my groin without moving my hands close to that threatening gold ring. I took this to mean that my hair would grow back sometime in the future. After the shower, I was led back to Verity's room, shoved inside, the nose chain removed and left alone. The main room was empty so I rested on my knees and waited. The door opened and Verity strode in, a pleased look on her face. "Follow me," she snapped and I crawled after her into her bedroom. My eyes bulged as she slowly stripped her clothes off and, naked, walked into the bathroom. The shower ran and I heard Verity singing softly as I stared down at my hard bald cock. Was she going to let me fuck her? I couldn't remember what slipping my cock into a wet pussy felt like. She emerged, naked, towelling her hair and I watched those magnificent breasts jiggle with the movement. "Hard, puppy?" she taunted, grinning. "Yes Mistress," I groaned. "Puppy is hard." "Puppy is going to stay hard," she said and started pulling some lingerie out of the closet as I watched helplessly, cock throbbing as she snapped a red lace bra around her breasts. A red lace garter belt was next and she sat on the bed to slide black stockings up her legs. In the other room, I could hear the clink of cutlery and crockery. "Sounds like the dinner table is ready," she grinned. Verity smoothed the stockings, gave me a cold look and walked back into the bathroom. When she returned, her make up was completed, hair styled and she looked beautiful as she sat on the edge of the bed, legs apart. Staring at her pussy, I pleaded with my eyes for relief but she laughed and held out a pair of scissors. "Trim my pussy hair, puppy. I have to look nice for my new lover," she added slyly and I gasped in shock. "Don't cut me," she warned " or I'll have your balls cut off." Nervously, my cock throbbing, I trimmed her beautiful pussy. I used to boast that I got a lot of pussy but now, I get even more, I just don't get to fuck them. Her intimate perfume wafted around me as I bent close to trim the red hairs around her puffy pussy lips. "Stare at it, puppy," she whispered. "You used to be able to get that when you wanted but you were a fool. Took me for a fool. Big mistake." I was sweating when I finished, my cock jerking with my pulse as I prayed for relief. Perhaps I could just rub my cock against her stockings, I thought desperately but Verity suddenly stood up. I watched as she stepped into a red dress and pull it up, her hands adjusting the side zipper. Verity twirled around. "I think he'll like it." She smiled sensuously. "And he'll get a big surprise when he puts his hand up my dress, won't he, puppy." She laughed at the miserable look on my face, gathered up her purse and turned to the door. "We're having a cosy dinner right in the next room. You wait here, puppy. You're in for quite a night." With that she left me and my twitching cock alone in the bedroom. She had left the controller on the bed head so I could not stand so I waited on my knees, wondering what humiliation she had planned for me now. Hours passed and I heard tinkling of glasses, constant mumble of conversation and , sometimes, laughter with Verity's throaty laugh and a deep rumble from her companion. Music. And I imagined her dancing with some man, his hand wandering up that short red dress to her cunt and my cock throbbed. The door opened and Verity walked in, hand in hand with a young black man, and picked up the controller. "Here he is," she said tipsily. "My little puppy dog. Watch." She flicked the controller and I writhed in pain on the floor, trying to ride out the waves of red tinged pain. With a click, the pain subsided and, my balls aching, I scrambled to me knees again. "Effective," the young man said. He was dressed in fawn slacks and a white, open neck shirt. "Yes," Verity said. "Very." And she leaned into his arms and kissed him. I watched his hand move up her skirt and she parted her legs to give him entry while her hand stroked a huge bulge in his slacks. My cock was hard and I was thoroughly humiliated, demoted to a non-human in her presence. Verity undid his shirt and slipped it off, his muscular black chest revealed while he kicked his shoes off. She moved near the bed and, slipped her dress off over her head as he looked approvingly at her. "Beautiful," he rumbled in that deep voice. "Puppy," she said, smiling at me. "This is Harvey. Harvey is your master and can use the controller as well. You wouldn't like that, would you?" "No Mistress," I said hurriedly. "Puppy wouldn't like that." My face blushed scarlet. "Can I have the controller?" Harvey asked, and I flinched as Verity passed it to him. "Do I have to use this?" he asked. "No Master, " I pleaded. "Undo my pants," he said and I hurriedly unbuckled his belt, unzipped his fly and the pants fell away. As he stepped out of them, I stared at the bulge in his white bikini shorts and Verity giggled. "And those," he said and I pulled the bikini shorts down and his huge cock uncurled and hung in front of my eyes. "Puppy," Verity called and I turned to look her as she unclipped her bra, her large breasts swinging free. "It's much bigger than yours, isn't it?" I flushed and, involuntarily looked down at my cock. It was smaller and thinner than the monster that hung in front of my face. "Yes, Mistress," I whispered. "What?" she snapped. "Yes Mistress. Master's cock is bigger than Puppy's." Humiliation swept over me as they both laughed. "Put your hand around it," she commanded. "Start jerking him off." Gingerly, I slipped my hand around the tube of black flesh and started moving my hand up and down. "Don't you wish you could do that to your own cock?" she teased. "Yes Mistress," I mumbled, frustrated and embarrassed as his cock stiffened. It was, compared to mine, huge. This was the first cock I had felt in many days as I couldn't even touch mine. "Come here, darling." I started to turn until I realised she was talking to Harvey and the idea of it, the two of them, hit me like a sledge-hammer in the stomach. I felt sick. They sat side by side on the bed and Verity beckoned me to kneel in front of them as they kissed deeply, tongues seeking each other's hearts. As they kissed I stared at the sight in front of my eyes. Harvey's huge hard cock and Verity's swollen pussy, glistening with desire amongst the trimmed red pussy hair. My cock ached. Verity smiled coldly down at me, spreading her legs. "Lick me, puppy. Get me wet for Harvey." Obediently, I leaned forward and licked and kissed her pussy. She was all ready wet and my now expert studded tongue made her juices run down her thighs as my ear bells tinkled. Pushing me away, she leaned down and sucked Harvey's massive cock into her red lips, her blue eyes staring at me as I watched in horror. Verity raised her head and the massive black cock popped out of her mouth with an obscene noise while she held it in her hand. "Don't you wish this was yours, puppy," she said, her eyes heavy lidded in lust. There was no need to answer, my own small cock was moving wildly as if it had a mind of its own. Verity laid back on the bed, her long red hair cascading down the pillow as Harvey positioned himself between her long stocking covered legs. I was full of swirling emotions as I watched him start to ease that massive cock into her wet cunt. Jealousy, rage, hopelessness, all coursed through me as Verity turned her head on the pillow and smiled at me. "At last," she whispered. "A big cock." "Just normal, baby," he said as he slid deep inside her. "Not compared to that," she gasped, gesturing at me and I hung my head. "Look at us, puppy," she hissed and I knew I was not going to be able to avoid this obscene spectacle. Harvey pushed in and out of her, finding a long slow rhythm as Verity, her legs wrapped around him, began to moan. After a few moments, she hung her arms around him, pulled him close as she moan louder. "God," she cried, "this is wonderful. It's been so long. Fuck me! Fuck me!" Tears trickled down my face as she screamed in ecstasy and finally came with a high shrill moan. "Oh baby," she smiled up at Harvey. "You know your stuff. Have you made it yet?" she asked and he shook his head, smiling at her. Verity pushed him back so he slipped out, his stiff wet cock waving obscenely as she knelt on all fours. "Do me from behind, baby," she whispered and Harvey positioned himself behind her. "Get closer, puppy," she taunted. "I want you to see all of this." Moving closer to the bed, I watched as his huge cock slipped into her gaping pussy, her thighs slick with her juices and their sweat as he sawed in an out. Verity moved her ass and sultrily smiled at me as, open mouthed, I watched her being fucked by this young black man. "I'm there, baby," he groaned. "Come, baby," she crooned. "Pump it into me." Harvey groaned, arced his back and quivered as he spurted his seed deep inside her, collapsing on her back and holding her close as he finished. They lay in silence, holding each other while I knelt, head bowed, at the bed side. His cock slipped out, wet with her juices and his cum, and lay like a fat tired snake across his groin. Harvey stretched. "That's it, baby." "I know, Harvey. That was nice." "It's a long drive back to town." "Take care." He struggled into huis shorts and pants. "Where is the, you know...." he said hesitantly. "Leonie will take care of it, Harvey." He grinned as he pulled his shirt back on. "Call me when you get back to town." "I will." Harvey left us alone and I realised he was a gigolo. Verity smiled at me. "Top class act for so little money and no false declarations of love. Clean too. I've seen the medical reports." She stretched like a tigress, her large breasts moving and my eyes were drawn to the wet thatch between her legs. "Come on, puppy. Lick me," she said softly, staring at me. Stunned, I leaned forward and tentatively began to lick her pussy and she moaned with satisfaction. "You are really mine, aren't you," she whispered. "Suck his cum from my cunt," she said coarsely and her juices started to flow. Broken, no longer a man, I knelt and licked the cum from my Mistress's black lover from her pussy. I had no where else to go. 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