Message-ID: <44984asstr$1067152208@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20031025195220.55828.qmail@web14907.mail.yahoo.com> From: Thinking Horndog X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sat, 25 Oct 2003 12:52:20 -0700 (PDT) Subject: {ASSM} {ASS} Second Best 043/136 {Thinking Horndog} (MF D/s) Date: Sun, 26 Oct 2003 02:10:08 -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: hecate, dennyw Chapter 43. For those of you who have noticed a new theme, here, I promise that it is gently handled, and those following the story for romance should be able to handle it without being squicked. __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Exclusive Video Premiere - Britney Spears http://launch.yahoo.com/promos/britneyspears/ <1st attachment, "SecBest43.txt" begin> Author: Thinking Horndog Title: Second Best Part: 043 Universe: Second Best Summary: A full-length novel that follows several young couples and their families through the period immediately preceding their Senior Prom. Keywords: MF D/s Keywords for full story: F-solo, Ff-inc, M+F Ffm MF mf oral anal bd D/s Mg- inc Fm-inc mm mmf rom MF-reluc Chapter 43 Friday: Nellis' Marilyn/Merry awoke, spooned naked with her backside against her husband/master. The alarm clock was spewing a weather report. "Master? Who am I?" "Mmmm?" came the sleepy reply. "Marilyn, I guess." "Not sure I want to be," she murmured, snuggling back into his arms. Master Rob groaned. "Tell me THAT when I've got a morning hard-on! Okay, you're still Merry. Unfortunately, I've also got the OTHER morning problem..." He raised up a bit and looked down at her. "Ever heard of 'water sports'?" Merry's face said she hoped he was joking, but she replied gamely, "Yes, Master." Master Rob entertained the idea for a moment, then dismissed it. "Something for another day," he sighed. "Like breeding me back to my offspring, Master?" "Yeah, like that - only a touch more likely, like lending you out to him to serve his pleasure," Robert smiled gently. "In trade, Master?" "Variety IS the spice of life..." "Master has an interest in Mandi?" Merry dreaded the reply. "Only a passing one. I wouldn't want her around all of the time. One day, she'd lock up and snap my back like a twig! Besides, I like my slaves multi-orgasmic, like the little spitfire I keep in bed!" He pinched her butt, and arose. "Does Master want me to hold it for him?" Merry asked, gaily. "The object of the exercise is to be able to piss!" Master Rob responded. "You'd better get ready for when I come back! I'm going to sink this thing SOMEWHERE in one stroke. If its gonna be your pussy, it had better be wet!" The bathroom door closed. Merry went to work masturbating, running two fingers up and down her slit to collect moisture. When Rob returned from the bathroom 90 seconds later, Merry was ready for him. "How do you want me, Master?" Merry asked. "Missionary style, I think," said Rob. Merry looked mildly disappointed. "But I'm going to need full access - none of this operating half buried. Get those knees up!" Merry blinked. Maybe this was going to be interesting after all... She went from the position with her legs flat and her knees just slightly open (Marilyn's ONLY position) to one with her knees up and her feet flat on the mattress, spread. "Like this, Master?" "Uh uh. Get those knees up around your titties and spread 'em wide. I want nothing between the flat plane of your pussy and my hip bones. I plan to go DEEP!" Merry followed instructions, and looked down across the plane of her belly as Rob approached. 'Huh,' she thought, 'that IS pretty wide open...' Master Rob knelt up, positioned the head of his cock at the entrance to Merry's vagina, and executed the promised single stroke entry. Merry's eyes saucered. This made a BIG difference! Suddenly, he was HUGE, and she was getting bumped in the cervix! Rob grinned from his position a couple of inches from her face. "That's right! I spent 20 years operating only halfway through the door!" He then bent forward, stuck his tongue between her lips and began long-stroking her wide open vagina. Merry was in Heaven. This was great! Not only was she getting another 2 1/2 inches of cock than she had ever had before in her 'normal' position, Master Rob was bashing her clitoris with his pubic bone on every stroke! Merry grabbed her knees and worked at lifting her pelvis into an even more exposed position. Rob was taking no prisoners, setting a shattering pace, and Merry DID shatter in orgasm after two and a half minutes, yelling "OooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH GAAAAWWWWD! Yes! Yes! Yes!" Two minutes later, she was back seeing stars. Rob began to slow, so it took four minutes for Merry to find her third - not that she was complaining! Somewhere in the process of that third orgasm, Master Rob buried himself, slumped forward, and began gushing into her, emitting a quiet "Ahhhhhh..." Still connected, he rolled from side to side, allowing her to drop her legs, one by one. Then he stuck his tongue down her throat. After their tongues had dueled for a time, he stopped rubbing her flanks and rose up. "Unfortunately, time passes in that OTHER universe, and Robert and Marilyn need to go to work!" He extracted himself, stood, and kissed her warmly again. "You're released. Now move that sweet ass!" He moved off toward the master bath, whistling. Robert began shaving, working on the usual morning preparations for work. Marilyn came in, fired up the shower and stood there, waiting for the water to warm up. Since Robert was shaving, it didn't take long. Robert sighed a bit as she entered the shower, moving out of his visual field. One thing that recent events had caused was a rediscovery of the wonder that was his wife. He couldn't get enough of looking at her, no matter what persona he was wearing. Marilyn was caught between the pleasant afterglow and the warm water. The idea of going in to the law office where she worked as an assistant held little interest this morning. Too bad that Robert didn't get paid what his commitment and technical expertise were worth at his job in a corporate data center... He did well, but they asked a lot of him - nights and weekends - six figures' worth, in her opinion. Then he came home to... Marilyn began to sniffle a bit. Master Rob's object lesson had sunk in a bit, and the import of what she had denied them both over the years was beginning to hit home. In an unprecedented move, the shower door popped open and Robert stepped in. "You're using all of the hot water," he murmured - but he did NOT reach for the soap. He stepped forward, pressing himself against her back and reached around, cupping her breasts. In the process, he discovered her shoulders shaking as she sobbed. "What's the matter, Sweetheart?" he asked, concerned. Marilyn leaned back into his embrace. "I've been a shit, haven't I?" Robert studied this from several angles. Sometimes with a woman, total honesty made things worse... "You didn't know any better." "I'm going to be a good girl from now on..." Marilyn began. "Who's this 'good girl' going to be?" Robert asked, seriously. "Marilyn, or Merry?" "I - I don't know!" Marilyn admitted. "We CAN have a satisfying sex life without dominance and submission games," Robert pointed out. I know, but - paradoxically - when I'm Merry, I feel so free!" Robert grinned, "That's because Master Rob is taking responsibility for whatever outrageous behavior you're exhibiting. Somebody's going to go to Hell for that - but it won't be Merry - she's not responsible! That's your thought process..." "Yes, that's part of it - but there is also the risk-taking. I never know what Master Rob will do next!" She turned and gazed into Robert's eyes, "What if I wanted to be Merry all of the time?" Robert smiled. "Dina's vision of you doing housework in a dog collar and high heels comes true! Without the heels - I prefer you barefoot. You have pretty feet!" He turned serious. "Then I would lose that person with whom I have maintained a relationship based upon trust and equality for 20 years. A person whose intelligence and opinions I value." "Can't you ask a slave's opinion?" "Certainly - but the opinions of a slave are irrelevant to a master by definition. If I value the opinions of a slave, then that person ceases to be a slave in some small part." "I disagree," Marilyn said, seriously. "If you acquire a slave to keep your books, to a certain extent you trust that slave's judgment to do it properly - or it would be valueless to you. Certainly, you supervise, and ultimately the slave can be punished - even put to death - for errors, but you rely upon the slave within the area of its expertise." "You make a good point - and you brought up one. Thus far, Merry has seen very little in the way of punishment for her transgressions. Dominance must be exercised occasionally - even capriciously - to maintain the relationship, else the slave loses respect for the master. How long will it be before Merry loses respect for Master Rob?" Marilyn stood back and put her hands on her hips, "Last night wasn't torture?" "It was extremely mild - and more mental than physical. There was a heavy element of degradation, which Merry seems to respond to. But what happens when they get around to the physical? I suspect that it is coming - and soon!" Robert grabbed the soap. "The water's getting cold; let's continue this outside, if we have time!" They washed each other quickly, only engaging in a small amount of horseplay - but both acknowledged to themselves that it was fun. As they dried each other off, Robert resumed the discussion, "Another thing. Has it occurred to you that Master Rob is stressful to me? The way he operates runs counter to everything I believe in." Marilyn caught and held his eyes. "Are you sure? Sunday night, I looked into your eyes and a door opened. A man I'd never met walked out and took charge - but it was absolutely natural! Robert, you didn't make Master Rob up, you let him out! He's in there, and he's a part of you, whether you're ashamed and embarrassed by him or not! And he gets his jollies by manipulating people, controlling them in ways you never have, ways you have always been told are wrong! What if sometimes they're not? What benefits can you reap from letting Master Rob out of his box?" She reached out and grabbed him by his biceps. "Robert, people do this! The important thing is to be honest about it - to yourself and to others!" Robert frowned, "Maybe." Marilyn had rubbed his nose in something he had been trying to sweep under the rug. Master Rob WAS a permanent resident in his psyche - not just a visitor. He'd discovered that Sunday night, too, but he hadn't wanted to admit it to himself. "For now, let's go on as we are. And let's keep an eye on Rick and Mandi's model!" Marilyn nodded, looking serious. She let go of him, but again engaged his eyes. "Will there be pain?" Robert's face changed, as Master Rob paid a visit. The stone face nodded, "There will be pain." The expression said something else, too. Master Rob's expression said that pain was unavoidable, no matter what either of them wanted. Merry nodded and turned away, and they resumed preparing to go to work. Downstairs, Rick and Dina were eating breakfast when their parents arrived. Rick was yawning hugely. It was with great reluctance that he took Mandi home the previous night at 11:30. Mandi was addictive; Rick was beginning to find the idea of a bed without her in it to be more and more unsatisfactory. He addressed Dina, "Hey, Sis, why don't we get the whole crowd together and do something tonight? Maybe a movie?" Dina entertained the idea, and agreed, "Sure! I've got things to accomplish that can't be done at school. Dinner after - and maybe a little clubbing?" Turning to her mother, she put an innocent face on it, "I'd be with Rick and our friends..." Robert and Marilyn exchanged glances. "It IS Friday..." Robert pointed out. "If this thing shakes out the way you're describing, I will probably pass on it. Call me later and let me know what you're REALLY doing, and I'll make the call," Marilyn directed. Rick rolled the grenade, "Uh, I might want to stay over at Mandi's..." Again, the silent parental communication occurred. "I'll want to hear from Helen that it's okay." Marilyn responded. "You two are moving in the fast lane, and such things can burn out; I'm warning you! If Helen approves, I'll allow it. But I want to find a message on the machine that tells me EXACTLY where you are - and I'm going to check!" "Yes, Mum." Rick had the grace not to grimace. All in all, it was more than fair. Turning to Dina, he said, "Okay! Let's get this show on the road!" The pair made for the door, school and plans for the evening uppermost in their minds. Marilyn and Robert followed a few moments later, both late for work. <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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