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                                        Andrew Roller Presents
                                   NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
                                                       in 
                                                 ANNETTE


                                                Chapter One

         We passed out from under the trees and crossed the lawn.  It was 
sun-drenched.  I loved the feel of the sun on my body.  However as it 
warmed my skin a thought occurred to me:  could the sun, glaring down on 
my already reddened behind, damage my skin?  
         Nervously I splayed my fingers over the cheeks of my ass.  I winced 
at the touch of my fingers.  My behind was still tender from being whipped.  
I pulled at the rope which bound my wrists.  Behind me I heard the swish 
of AnnetteÕs whip.  I scurried forward.  Annette laughed.  She had only 
teased, striking the air somewhere behind me, close enough to surprise me 
but not close enough to make contact.
         ÒHow pretty your ass looks when you hurry your stride, Chloe,Ó 
Annette called to me.
         ÒOhh!  I do not want to be whipped!Ó Rebecca said.  She hurried 
across the verdure grass, keeping pace with me.  I glanced at her and saw 
her own hands had protectively cupped her ass.  Her bosoms, naked and 
free, thrust forth with extra oomph due to the fact her hands were behind 
her, wobbled like large Hindenburgs seeking their doom.
         ÒI donÕt need to be spanked!Ó Krissy declared.  She ran ahead, despite 
having her hands tied behind her.  When she reached the house she turned 
and looked at us.  She saw how far back my aunt and I, heavy with our 
breasts and hips and bottoms, were from her.  And so she ran back to us, 
her long hair streaming, her body light and thin, elf-like.  
         ÒWhew!  You guys are SO slow!Ó Krissy said when she reached us.  
She panted, her small childÕs lungs gulping in air.  I gazed jealously at her 
breast buds.  They did not hamper her at all.  She could run or jump or 
skinny herself up a tree, without a care in the world.  She grinned at me.  
Then she turned to James.  ÒEven you are slow,Ó Krissy scolded.  And 
indeed he was, for, though being male, he had his own encumbrances.  His 
manly balls hung with a heaviness of lust between his legs.  His full-
grown penis waggled like a broomstick in front of him.  
         ÒOhhh, I have to go to the bathroom again,Ó Krissy announced.  She 
skipped out a little in front of us and splayed her legs.  With her hands 
still tied behind her, an amused look on her face, she let a new stream of 
pee go sluicing down the inside of her thighs.  Some squirted freely from 
her cunt lips.  What a spectacle it made, falling like golden dew to the 
grass!
         ÒKrissy!Ó Annette said in a disapproving voice.
         ÒIÕm just watering the grass, mommie!Ó Krissy said, still peeing.  
ÒSee?  IÕm a sprinkler!Ó
         ÒKrissy you will pee when I say to, and not before or after,Ó Annette 
told the girl.  We overtook her where she stood in the grass, and Annette, 
drawing close, whisked her whip up under the girlÕs bottom.
         ÒYEEEEEHOOOOCH!Ó Krissy shouted.  The whipÕs twin cords bit into 
the lowermost part of her cheeks.  She arched up onto her toes.  She gaped 
at the sky and her mouth, so pretty and smiling just seconds before, now 
showed startled alarm.  Her hands, still tied, grabbed at her chubby 
cheeks.
         ÒYou will do what I say in all things, Krissy, and not simply go 
racing about like an undisciplined child,Ó Annette said to the girl.
         ÒYes, mommie!Ó Krissy yelped.  Tears brimmed in her eyes.  I felt a 
rush of sadness for her and then, just as quickly, it passed away.  I saw 
somewhere in KrissyÕs tear-filled eyes a glow of satisfaction.  She had 
wanted to show off.  More importantly, I guessed, she had wanted to show 
off for James. 
         ÒPerhaps you should not be so hard on her,Ó James said to Annette.  
He gazed at Krissy with indulgent eyes.
         ÒShe can handle herself quite well, I assure you,Ó Annette replied.  
ÒIn fact,Ó she added, noting the same glow of self-pity mingled with self-
satisfaction in KrissyÕs eyes that I saw, ÒShe is doing so even now.  ArenÕt 
you, little miss?Ó
         ÒIÕm being good, mommie!Ó Krissy blurted.  Then she skipped ahead.  
Turning to face us, she once more opened her legs.  ÒIÕm just making sure 
all the grass gets watered!Ó she announced, and another wisp of pee 
escaped her 10-year-old cunt.
         ÒGirls will be girls,Ó Annette sighed.  Krissy finished her newest 
donation.  Then she ran to the house again, looking back twice to make sure 
Annette wasnÕt hot on her heels.
         Annette let us into the house.  I feared she would whip us at once.  
Instead, however, she ushered us upstairs, and into a bathroom.  It was 
quite elegant.  The walls were tiled.  There was a ceramic vase sitting in 
the corner.  The bath itself was large, and looked to be made of marble.
         Annette had yet to relieve herself, though she had drunk as much tea 
as the rest of us.  We stood watching her as, now, with a shiver of delight, 
she quickly walked to the toilet and raised the lid and sat down on it.  We 
listened as she peed.  It was a vigorous pee, the product of a full bladder.
         ÒYou see?  One must learn to contain oneself,Ó Annette, sitting on 
the toilet, letting her piss out, told the four of us.
         ÒYou have an admirable bladder, madam,Ó James told her.  Krissy 
giggled.
         ÒCan I pee in the tub?Ó Krissy asked.
         ÒNo, Krissy.  You must learn to put your pee where it belongs,Ó 
Annette told her.  ÒIt doesnÕt go on the grass and it doesnÕt go in your 
bathtub water and it especially doesnÕt go in your bed.Ó
         Krissy blushed.
         ÒI sometimes forget to wake up,Ó Krissy said.
         ÒWell, youÕre awake now, arenÕt you?Ó Annette asked.  She took 
toilet paper from a roll beside the toilet and wiped her cunt.
         ÒYes, mommie,Ó Krissy said.
         Annette got up from the toilet.  ÒThen come over here and put your 
pee where it belongs,Ó Annette said.  She pointed to the commode.
         ÒOh, I donÕt have to go now!Ó Krissy said.
         Annette closed the toilet lid and flushed it.
         ÒThen why did you ask to pee in the bath tub?Ó Annette asked.
         ÒÔCause itÕs fun!Ó Krissy said.  She grinned up at me, as if I would 
agree with her.  ÒThereÕs lots of bubbles and itÕs warm and I like letting 
my pee out,Ó Krissy said.  ÒThen I scrub myself really good!Ó Krissy added.
         ÒThat hardly does any good, if youÕve already peed in the water 
youÕre sitting in,Ó James told her.
         ÒIÕm sorry to interrupt this intellectual discussion, but I want you 
all in the tub,Ó Annette said.
         Krissy looked at the tub.  It was as yet empty; no one had filled it.
         ÒThereÕs no water in it,Ó Krissy said.  ÒShould I pee in it?Ó
         ÒKrissy!  Get in the tub that instant!Ó Annette said.  She swung her 
whip at the girl.  Krissy darted forward.  She leaped into the empty basin.
         ÒMadam, her hands are tied,Ó James protested.
         Annette looked at the man.  She flicked her whip and caught James 
on the knob of his penis.
         ÒOUCH!Ó James roared.  His penis wobbled about.
         ÒHave you never been placed in a tub full of water, and washed?Ó 
Annette asked James.  ÒWith your hands tied behind your back?Ó
         ÒN- No,Ó James said.
         ÒWell it is most delicious.  Always there is the fear, you know, of 
drowning.  It creates an atmosphere of complete trust between master and 
submissive.Ó  Annette sighed.  ÒHowever with four of you, and Krissy being 
so undisciplined, I do not wish to risk things getting out of hand.  So I will 
untie you.  But you must do just as I say; no more, no less.  As for you, 
James, since you are so concerned for her welfare, you shall be in charge 
of Krissy.  And to make things simple for you, though I shall untie you and 
Chloe and Rebecca, I want KrissyÕs hands to remain just as they are, tied 
behind her back.  It will keep her pesky little fingers off your dick, James, 
and, perhaps more importantly, since you will have to see to it that she 
doesnÕt drown, it will keep your own hands off yourself, James.Ó

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  The grass was verdure.  It reminded me of lawns I had played on in 
summer, as a small girl

She had only small swollen paps where my aunt and I bore cantaloupe-
sized bosoms.  She had trim little hips,

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