Message-ID: <35188asstr$1013393405@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: dino@canoemail.com (Dino Dave) X-Original-Message-ID: Mime-Version: 1.0 NNTP-Posting-Date: Sun, 10 Feb 2002 14:58:49 +0000 (UTC) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 10 Feb 2002 14:58:49 +0000 (UTC) Subject: {ASSM} Surviver: Cast Intros: Brandi and Marsha file 1/8 Surviver: Part 01/22 (mf, ff, bdsm, bondage) - brandi.txt [1/1] Date: Sun, 10 Feb 2002 21:10:05 -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: newsman, hecate Brandi and Marsha: NO WAY! you didn't really enter it? and why not? 1 mil $. bye bye crappy job! You think it's legit? home showcase? You know how much they made on that Christmas special last year, Vermont Vixens? Ya, but forty days on some island? And red, it's not like we'd be in control, it's the organizers that'll be calling the shots. Hummm. that's true. but I'd still control slave, it's just the scene that is set up for us. Brandi Webber knew Colleen from back in high school. Although now separated by distance, she and her submissive, kitten, living in Ohio, and Colleen and John in Florida, they'd quite often get together for vacations and such. Kitten was lying behind her mistress, who was lying on the bed chatting with Colleen on her laptop. Kitten's head was between her mistress' legs, her tongue busy at her pussy, and she could also see the screen. John might be chosen for the contest, she thought, to spend forty days on a tiny island. Kitten remembered that week in the Bahamas, that little cottage on the beach that the two couples had shared. The night that she had spent on the open beach with Colleen's slave John was one she'd never forget. She'd been chained to him and to a heavy piece of driftwood for the whole night. She pushed her tongue deep into her mistress' slit, felt her mistress' thighs clamp down against her ears as she gave a small shudder. It's 1 million dollars Brandi, think about it. besides, it could be a blast if we both get picked. Brandi opened her legs to look down at her sweet kitten. Kitten looked up with eyes wide, her mouth still firmly pressed against her mistress' sweet pussy. "Well kitten, should we try for it?" Kitten sucked her mistress' clitty into her mouth to madly flick her tongue over it. Brandi had her answer. Kitten says, YES! Cool! oh, oh, Ohhh. . . bye red. _________________________________________________________ -- 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. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+