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D R E A M G I R L S S T O R I E S
A Mansion for Masochists
Part Four
by Andrew Roller
Chapter Two
"You have chosen to remain as a guest in my home, and you will do
as I say," Lilith said simply.
"Maybe I should leave, then!" Alicia said smartly.
"Alicia, do what she says, please?" Kimmy asked. Reluctantly
Alicia consented, walking backwards to the couch, her eyes fixed on
Lilith's whip. Gingerly she knelt once more, but kept herself more or
less erect, not willing to thrust out her derriere.
"You know how your bottom must be, Alicia," Lilith said.
"Please?" Kimmy said urgently to Alicia.
"Fuck," Alicia said, and bent once more over the back of the sofa
to the delight of the maiden beneath her.
"I appreciate your cooperation, and for that you will be rewarded,"
Lilith said to Alicia. "Of course you are free to leave at any time, but I
think if you stay you will find me a most hospitable, if occasionally
demanding, host."
Skip entered the room carrying a bottle of heated lotion.
"I was hoping to assuage your bottom myself," Lilith said to
Alicia. "But since you have been obedient to me despite your misgivings
I shall permit Skip to take my place." Lilith motioned to Skip to kneel
behind the girls and minister to their hot bottoms.
"No," Alicia, still kneeling, said suddenly. "I'm not through with
my whipping yet, although Kimmy may get up if she wants to." Even the
maiden beneath Alicia stopped her ministrations momentarily upon
hearing Alicia say that.
"I've been inconsiderate to all you've done for me tonight, all the
adventure you've shown me, Lilith, things I'd never dreamed of!" Alicia
said, speaking over her shoulder to the surprised woman. "You were
kind enough to give me a cold bottom, so you could give me the pleasure
of making it warm again. If it pleases you, I beg you to do as you wish
with me. Make my bottom glow. Make it, um, radioactive."
"The liqueur brings out the poet in you," Lilith smiled. "I only
wish to take you a little distance tonight. Another time, perhaps, we
may go further. Nonetheless, I think a few more strokes would be in
order."
Alicia bit her lip. Lilith noticed.
"Skip, Alicia is new to this game," Lilith said to him. "Get her a
bit of rubber so she won't bite out her tongue." Skip left and did not
return for several minutes. Alicia and Kimmy knelt side by side, their
nipples being suckled by the eager serving girls, Lilith absently
whacking the whip against the floor.
When Skip returned he knelt behind the girls and gently inserted a
rubber bit into each of their mouths. Just as he finished this task
Lilith playfully swung the whip and struck his bare behind. Skip yelped
at the unexpected strike.
"I should love to give your bottom a good work out, Master Skip,"
Lilith said to the young man.
"Not today!" Skip said, but Alicia and Kimmy squealed for him to
stay and grabbed his penis. Skip, his aching penis now in the clutches
of his two favorite females, relented. The two girls, who previously
had been holding hands, now held Skip's cock between them as they
knelt and gently frigged it.
"I didn't really want a hand job," Skip said woefully.
"Nonsense, boy, you should see your swollen testicles," Lilith said
to him. "You've got enough there to inseminate all of Los Angeles."
"If you don't hit them," Skip said over his shoulder.
"Spread your legs to show your trust in me and I'll be gentle with
them," Lilith replied.
"Gentle," Alicia thought. There was that word again that Lilith
apparently didn't know the meaning of. No matter, she was in this thing
to the hilt now, and aching for the whipping her absent father never
gave her. The stubble on Skip's face grazed Alicia's soft cheek.
"Frig him gently, girls, he's got to last at least a hundred lashes,"
Lilith said.
"A hundred?!" Alicia cried, but she was interrupted by the crack of
the whip upon her already hot derriere.
After more strokes than Alicia could count but not, thank God, a
hundred, Skip spilled his seed into the back of the couch. As he
ejaculated the girls frigged him briskly and Lilith concentrated all her
strokes on him.
"God, that was good," Skip said, collapsing on the couch as the
whip flashed above his dissipating penis to strike the girls. Then Lilith
dropped the whip and ordered Skip to oil the girls' bottoms with edible
cream.
"No, please, you do it, because I know you want to," Alicia choked,
trying to hold back her burgeoning tears, brought forth by the
excoriation which her bottom had just endured.
Lilith padded forward, picked up the cream, knelt and began
licking Alicia's burning derriere. Skip in turn attended to Kimmy with
his tongue. The serving girls behind the couch, now complaining of
being cramped and tired, nonetheless continued to lick at the dangling
breasts of the two disciples of Lilith's whip.
Lilith squirted the cream into her hands, then handed the bottle to
Skip. He applied it to Kimmy's bottom and then licked it off. Lilith
pressed a dollop of cream into Alicia's anus and then sucked it out,
commenting that Lisa would no doubt like to partake of such a pleasure.
Lisa, in fact, had been sitting by passively the whole time, slightly
jealous at all the attention Lilith was permitted to lavish on Alicia. At
the mention of her name Lisa stood up, grasped Lilith's whip, and aimed
it at the older woman's bottom.
"Lisa, don't you dare!" Lilith cried, but it was too late. For the
next several minutes Alicia and Kimmy's titties and bottoms were
licked all the while that Lilith and even poor Skip received a
flagellation.
After the extensive period of whipping Lilith called to the butler
to fill a bathtub and invited the girls upstairs.
"Hey, what happened to 69?" Skip asked.
"You mean my modified 69. We're on our way there now, after a
short break," Lilith responded.
"Your last break almost broke my bottom," Skip protested.
"Are we to take a bath?" Alicia asked Kimmy.
"Not quite," Kimmy replied.
Just outside the bathroom Lilith asked if she, Skip, and Lisa
might blindfold the girls. Alicia and Kimmy assented, although Alicia
noticed a shudder pass through Kimmy. Then both girls were led into
the bathroom.
Alicia heard a crunching sound and Kimmy shrieked.
"My God, Lilith, what are you doing?" Alicia asked, suddenly
frantic.
"Your turn, babe," Skip said, and seizing Alicia, forced her
forward. Alicia resisted, then felt Lisa (she assumed) lifting her leg,
exposing her sex. The next minute Skip, caching his breath, tumbled
down with Alicia.
The blonde shrieked and felt relief both in the same moment. It
was a bathtub full of ice cubes, and it was painful, but in the silly way
that ice is. Skip took handfuls of ice cubes and dumped them over
Alicia as she ripped off her blindfold, laughing. He tickled her nipples
with a cube and even dared to graze her pussy with it. Alicia picked up
an ice cube and licked it, grinning at Skip, heaving her hips upward to
press against his cube that was at her pussy.
"No getting off on the ice," Lilith said, and asked the merry trio to
get out. Quickly Lisa towelled off Alicia as Skip did Kimmy and Lilith
did Skip, urging him all the while to summon back his erection.
"That's your job, you older women are supposed to be good at
things like that," Skip said to Lilith.
"Alright," Lilith replied, and commanded Skip to seat himself on
the fur covered lid of the toilet. By this time Alicia and Kimmy were
dry and Lisa had been encouraged to leave off her toweling.
Lilith knelt before Skip and began to minister to his penis as only
an older woman can. Alicia and Kimmy watched, their bodies shivering
with unreleased sexual tension, heightened all the more by the recent
attention their breasts had received from the serving girls.
"If a young man is to follow my charges and I around he must at
all times be ready for jousting," Lilith said, licking Skip's stiffening
rod. Soon he was at full erection and ready for fucking. Lilith stood up,
satisfied.
"Now that I'm ready, are you ready?" Skip asked Lilith.
"You mean my girls?" Lilith replied. "Alicia and Kimmy will feel
your monster soon enough, that is, if they consent to."
"Oh they'll consent," Skip said with a wink at Lilith's disciples.
"Ropes and handcuffs have a remarkable ability to procure consent."
Alicia was surprised at this new development on the sexual front, but
said nothing. She trusted Skip, and if he chose to tie her down, so be it.
"Don't forget, after our 69 it's your turn to obey," Alicia said
mischievously to Skip.
"Oh yeah," Skip replied, having conveniently forgotten that portion
of their bargain.
Chapter Three
Lilith and Skip picked up a bearskin rug off the floor of the study
and laid it on the hard wooden desk.
"Please lie down on the rug and allow your legs to dangle over the
edge," Lilith said to Alicia.
Beth, who had returned, added, "Rest your bottom on the edge of
the desk, dear."
The bearskin hung over the edge of the desk and Alicia daintily
rested her bare bottom upon it. Except for her earrings and heels she
was still totally naked, as was Kimmy. Alicia lay back, her legs
dangling and spread, and felt a sense of total freedom. The study was
relatively crowded, as most of the guests had rejoined the group to
watch Alicia's first real encounter with sex at the mansion. No doubt
even now Lilith would attempt to prolong the experience as much as
possible, holding off any climax, but Alicia herself was eager. For
hours now she had been teased with orgasm, and her hips squirmed in
anticipation of a climax. She wanted to thrust her hands between her
legs and rub furiously, but she knew that was strictly forbidden. And,
after all, despite her lack of attire Alicia was still a lady, and ladies
didn't masturbate unless directed to do so. Alicia prayed that Lilith
might suddenly ask her to make herself come before the group, a
thought that would never have entered her young mind just hours ago.
"Kimmy, please straddle your friend Alicia," Lilith ordered.
Using the desk's chair as a step Kimmy mounted the desk and
knelt over Alicia's face.
"Hi," Kimmy said warmly, gazing down at Alicia. Gently she
lowered her pussy onto Alicia's mouth. Then Kimmy took Alicia's hands
and lifted them to her breasts. She encouraged Alicia to knead the
firm, milky flesh.
Alicia had just begun to work Kimmy in earnest when she realized
that her own pussy was going unsatiated. She squirmed her hips and
attempted to ask that her own pussy be lubed, but Kimmy's pussy
muffled her request. Alicia had no doubt, however, that Lilith knew
what she wanted. Hell, the whole group probably knew what she
wanted, but they were denying her to increase her sexual tension.
Alicia shuddered.
Kimmy shuddered. It was her second orgasm, and still Alicia had
gained nothing for her own nest. Suddenly she heard Lilith announce
that a coin would be flipped to see who would be the lucky one to lick
Alicia. Alicia felt a wave of relief. A moment later it was announced
that a man named Roger had won, and Alicia was just wondering what
he might look like when she felt a tongue on the inside of her thigh.
Alicia trembled as the tongue laved upward. The moist trail that it left
behind felt delightfully cool against her skin. Then the tongue reached
the top of the inside of her thigh and, avoiding her pussy, began to trail
slowly down Alicia's other leg.
Alicia wriggled, trying to capture the descending tongue with her
desperate pussy. A bleak realization dawned over her that this was
another of Lilith's tricks, to keep her on edge as long as possible.
Alicia wiggled her hips. In response the man gripped her thighs more
firmly. Alicia removed her hands from Kimmy's breasts. The girl
looked down, disappointed at the sudden loss. Alicia thrust her hands
around Kimmy's hips and toward her own cunt.
Suddenly Lisa reached across the table and caught Alicia's hand.
Beth captured the other one.
"Ah, ah, ah, no masturbating here," Lisa said. "You'll have to go
home if you want to do that."
"Perhaps we should have had her masturbate herself in front of us
on the table at the banquet," Beth conjectured.
"She would never have done it then," Lilith said. "That's how
these girls are...always trying to act contrary to the wishes of their
suitors, of those who love them."
Alicia's palms had just been returned to Kimmy's bosoms when
Alicia caught sight of a birch rod out of the corner of her eye. Suddenly
the position she had been desiring for several hours was not only
proving to lack sexual gratification (for her, anyway), but it was a
prison from which she could not escape. She looked up at Kimmy,
begging with her eyes to be let up, but the ravished girl just ground her
pussy down onto Alicia's mouth all the more. Kimmy had mistook
Alicia's imprecations as a request to penetrate her even more deeply
with her tongue.
"Would you do the honors, please? My arm is tired," Lilith said,
handing the slim, dripping rod to Lisa. Before Alicia had been intrigued
by the sight of the soaking clutch of birch rods in the corner of the
study, but now the thought of being birched frightened her to death.
Alicia wondered if each room in the mansion in which sexual liaisons
might take place was armed with an instrument of torture.
"I have already treated Kimmy's bottom to the whip, as you can
see," Lilith said to Lisa. "So you must go easy on her. Alicia's breasts,
on the other hand, are delightfully milk white, and in need of a bit of
color."
"No! Not my breasts!" Alicia gasped. But her protestations came
out only as mewing sounds beneath Kimmy's pussy.
"I would suggest that you practice your stroke by striking Alicia's
tummy," Lilith continued. "It should be able to endure any blows that
are harder than we'd like. The same goes for Kimmy's back. Once you've
mastered your stroke you can start in on their more exciting features."
Alicia dropped her hands from Kimmy's breasts and pressed them
against the bearskin that was draped over the mahogany desk,
struggling to get up.
"Of course, if Alicia insists on disobeying we shall forget our
consideration of her tender breasts and beat them until they're raw,"
Lilith said aloud.
Kimmy gazed down at Alicia.
"Silly girl," Kimmy said, retrieving Alicia's hands with her own
and placing them over her breasts. "If I were to permit you to get up
both your breasts and my bottom would be smitten with the rod
unmercifully. I'm not about to disobey. Plus, we'd be disappointing
Lilith's new guests." This last sentence puzzled Alicia.
"Lift up your bottom for just a moment, that Alicia may
comprehend her new responsibilities," Lilith said to Kimmy. Kimmy
obeyed.
Alicia turned her head on its side. Suddenly she saw that the
room was occupied by genteel men and women, fully dressed in formal
attire and snacking pleasantly on little cakes as they sipped sherry and
chatted. They were all people whom Alicia had never set eyes on
before! Where was Skip? Where were the people who had been Alicia's
dinner companions?
Lilith stroked Alicia's tangled blonde locks.
"You still have quite an adventure before you tonight, my little
honeypot," Lilith said to Alicia. "You couldn't expect our dinner guests
to wait all night for you, could you? They are now all fully engaged in
an orgy in another room, and I imagine some have already been spent to
their limit and gone home. Except Skip, of course, who is still waiting
here for you...but with his trousers back on so that he might not create
an offense to our guests."
Everyone in the room, with the exception of Alicia and Kimmy,
was strictly dressed in the most correct of clothing. It was truly a
"black tie" affair. Alicia and Kimmy, by contrast, were totally nude, on
display, as it turned out, for the social hour of these new guests which
preceded their own banquet. Lilith not only held a decadent party every
night, she hosted at least two of them!
Kimmy settled happily back atop Alicia's mouth and the blonde's
hands reluctantly took up position at her breasts once more.
D R E A M G I R L S N E W S
EXON REVEALED!
by 2squirty
2: Good morning, Senator Exon. I see in the latest Newsweek that you are
once again calling for Ņsweeping new legislation to punish those who
transmit indecent material over computer networks (Sep. 25, pg. 62).Ó
E: Indeed I am!
2: WhatÕs the point, Senator? DonÕt you think youÕre being pretty stupid?
I mean, my local coffee shop has a computer on every table. I could go
down there right now and post whatever Ņindecent materialÓ I feel like.
E: I know. I personally plan to download child pornography from my local
coffee shop from now on, now that the Federal Bureau of Infamy is
arresting us internet dudes. ThatÕs off the record, of course.
2: IÕm glad youÕre being honest with me, senator.
E: ItÕs rare in a politician, I admit...
2: Tell me, then. Why do you keep trying to ban free speech on the
internet?
E: Look, IÕm old. IÕll be retiring at the end of my current term. Before I
got ŌsteamedÕ over the internet, nobody had ever heard of me. They always
thought I was responsible for spilled oil in Alaska when I told them my
name. Now I am KNOWN! Now I am immortal. Forever after people will
always remember me as the stupid old fuck who wanted to ban free speech
on the internet. Now that, mÕboy, is WORTH something. Plus all the old
ladies in the senior home will give me free blow jobs for protecting the
children.
2: How much of this is on the record?
E: Uh, I wonder if I could become even MORE immortal if I came out of the
closet?
2: YouÕre in the closet too?
E: Well, we better not go into that. I might offend all my friends at
NAMBLA.
2: So tell me, what do you think of the FBI physically attacking people
who are merely downloading digital images from the internet?
E: Well, since IÕm being honest...it is totally stupid. There is a special
place in Hell waiting for those dudes. I call them the Judas Iscariots of
the internet. I understand that Satan has big, fat, loud, hairy women
waiting for them down in Hell, and they are NOT children, I can assure you.
2: Well, my deadline is approaching. I want to thank you, senator, for your
honest comments on the internet.
E: DonÕt print them!
2: DonÕt worry, I wonÕt print them, IÕll just post them on the internet.
E: ThatÕs cool. None of the dumb stooges who vote for me know how to get
on the internet.
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