Message-ID: <34045asstr$1008418206@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: sentinals@iname.com (Setinal) X-Original-Message-ID: <89de42d2.0112142011.71dc05df@posting.google.com> Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 15 Dec 2001 04:11:58 GMT X-ASSTR-Arrival-Date: 14 Dec 2001 20:11:57 -0800 Subject: {ASSM} My proper use: Slavery, Gang Bang, Inter-Race M/M/M/F -True story Date: Sat, 15 Dec 2001 07:10:06 -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, RuiJorge This is a true story. My Proper Use By Lisa Lisa's World http://lisasworld0.tripod.com/ http://lisasworld.mybravenet.com/ http://angelfire.lycos.com/dc/lisasworld0 The streets were quiet. Not many cars were out at 11:30 PM on a Monday night. Master and I were though. It seemed as though we drove for a long time. One left turn led us into an industrial area. It did not look like anything was open. A right turn brought the well-lit building into view. Nothing fancy, but it was certainly an adult book and movie store. There were not many cars in the parking lot. I'm not sure if this made me more or less nervous. One of the fantasies that Master and I have discussed is going to an adult theater. Once there, Master would have me used by the men watching the movie. While this fantasy was one that always turned me on, I did not know for sure if it was about to become reality. You can never tell with Master. We walked into the store and the clerk behind the counter greeted us. "A slow night tonight?" Master asked. The clerk responded by saying "The Bucs are playing Monday night football." We walked to the movie area. Once through the blackened door, Master attached a leash to my collar. He led me through the dark hall. I could hear the moans of people behind curtains and doors, but did not know if they were real or a movie. Through another door we went, me following as Master pulled at my leash. On one black wall were the glow in the dark words "COUPLES ONLY." My first thought was that we were going in there. No, we turned the corner and entered through a door into a room lit only by the movie on the screen. I wanted to look at the movie, but it was so dark that I had to concentrate on walking. We maneuvered around several chairs and sofas and one set of mans legs. The room was not full at all. I made a quick assessment and saw only two men. I was still not sure what was going to happen. My heart was pounding. Master sat at a bench along one wall. I stood there not sure what to do. He then commanded "down". I dropped into default position. He then told me to lift my skirt and take off my panties. I could hear the men in the room moving around as I exposed myself. "Present" came the next command. I laid my head on my arms, lifted my ass high in the air and spread my legs and presented myself for whatever might come next. The floor beneath me was a hard tile. It seemed clean enough, but I also know that it had probably been cum on many times. My Masters voice broke my thought "The rules are simply gentleman. Each wears a condom and she is yours to use." There seemed to be no argument from anyone in the room. Master passed out the condoms and proceeded to shine a small flashlight on the first man that was going to use me to ensure he was putting it on properly. I waited. My ass was in the air and my cunt was exposed. I could feel the weight of the leash where it attached to my collar. The first man dropped to his knees behind me and began to rub his condom- covered cock up and down my wet slit. Oh yes, I was wet. I had been ever since Master told me to get dressed in a skirt and heels and we left the house. "Reach back, slut and help him in" my Master ordered. I did as I was told and my hand quickly found the hard cock that had been probing me only seconds before. I guided the stranger's cock into my cunt. As he entered me, my Master provided one final rule "don't make love to her, fuck her." This seemed to fuel the man behind me. He grabbed my hips and thrust himself deep inside of me. He continued fucking me as I knelt on the hard tile floor of the adult theatre. I could hear a couple of other men talking and thought they were most likely stroking themselves, waiting for their turn. I also wondered when there became more than two men in the room. Master pulled on my leash and asked me what I was for. "I'm a hole, Master." I replied. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head up and looked me in the eye. "Yes, you are cunt." I don't know how long the first stranger fucked me. Master kept a firm hold on my leash, pulling on it now and then, reminding me he was there and this was my purpose. Master instructed me to grip the stranger with my cunt muscles and bring him off. I did as I was told and the man must have finished because he was pulling out of me. It did not take long for the next one to take his place. By this time, I was struggling to maintain proper position on the floor. My knees and elbows were beginning to slide. As the second stranger pulled me back on his cock, I lost my balance. "Master" I said. He ordered the man to stop fucking me. He understood what the problem was and told me to crawl over to the couch. I did as I was told and was soon presented again. The second stranger retook his place behind me and began fucking me again. When I turned my head to the side, I could see my Master standing there beside me with my leash in his hand. The combination of the stranger fucking me, my leash in Masters hand and the sounds of the movie on the screen were more than I could handle. "I'm a hole, Master." I said above the grunts of the man using me. "Yes, you are slave." He responded. I told him that I existed to be used and he agreed with me and told me this was my place. This propelled the stranger behind me to slam into me repeatedly. At that moment I knew that this is what I'm for. If it's hard, I spread and fuck it. It is who and what I am. Once the second stranger finished with me, Master told me to sit up. There were two men standing in front of me with their cocks in their hands. Master ordered that I stroke the one closest to me. I did so, wrapping both hands around him. He still had his cum filled condom on. I wondered if he was stranger number one or stranger number two and then decided it really did not matter. By this time I was a little dazed. Master sensed this and told the boys that we were going to be leaving. He put my panties in his pocket and told me to straighten my skirt. Pulling on my leash, he led me out of the room. As we were leaving, I had the thought that I ought to thank them for using me, but the door quickly closed behind us and Master was pulling me down the hall way. Just before we exited through the main door into the store, Master removed my leash. We walked past the clerk we had made small talk with only 30 minutes before. Aside of looking dazed, I'm quite certain I looked very disheveled. I know my hair was all over the place and my clothes were no longer straight and pressed. Master walked me to the car. Once in the car he grabbed my by the hair and asked who owned me. I responded by saying "You, Master." "Yes." he said. "Cum for me cunt slave." With that, my body began to erupt as one of the most intense orgasms I ever experience wracked my body. Once it subsided, I could only collapse against the car seat. Master started the car and began to drive. He then ordered me to lift my skirt, put my feet on the dashboard and spread my legs. I did as told and he slid two fingers inside of me. He reminded me that I was a hole and that my purpose was to satisfy hard cock. He then allowed me to stroke myself for the rest of the trip home. Once home, Master told me to clean up and then lit candles and had me kneel in front of him. He had me look into his eyes and feel his power. It was very intense for me. He then ordered me to cum again. I don't know what it is about cumming with no contact, but it totally wipes me out. My limp body fell against Masters. Master then told me to go get into his bed. Once in bed Master used me for his pleasure. He fucked the hole that had been used by two strangers only an hour before and rewarded me with his cum. As I drifted off to sleep in Master's arms, I could hardly believe what had happened and could not help but to think of the next time. SIDE NOTE: One of the most powerful things I felt during this experience is complete and total trust in Master. I was not afraid at all. I would have done anything at his command. He was so in control of the situation that all I had to do was present myself for use. This made the experience all the more intense. Are you a women who dreams of this life ? This is not a story, this is my life. If you wish to send me comment visit the comments section of my web site. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+