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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
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LIQUID PLEASURES
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Chapter Fifteen
Anna's hair was perfectly coiffed. Her makeup was impeccable.
There was a chilly air about her, as if any man who touched her would
be frozen to ice. Yet Susie knew that this was the night that Anna was
to lose her anal virginity.
Susie and Melanie sat next to each other, each munching sushi at a
Japanese restaurant. The proprietors were a young husband and wife,
one American, named Jed, the other originally from Japan, named Kiri.
The female was dressed in a kimono with, apparently, nothing on
underneath. At least there was an awful lot of her that jiggled and
wiggled whenever she moved.
Susie and Melanie felt a little self conscious and off balance. For
one thing, Anna and Kiri rivalled them inch for inch and feature for
feature in beauty. Each was unused to such stiff competition.
Secondly, neither girl had ever eaten in a Japanese restaurant before.
Nearly every spoonful of food brought a look of sick agony to Melanie's
face, only Martin and Bill's warning that they would each spank her if
she misbehaved kept Melanie from making juvenile remarks. Susie
managed a bit better with the food, though her tummy did feel a bit
queasy at times. The decorum of the meal was wonderful, however.
Each one of them knelt politely on the floor, delicately consuming little
tidbits of food.
Anna seemed not at all put out by the food. She put each little
morsel to her lips with perfect poise. Daintily she chewed each bite.
When she slurped up noodles, it was with pursed lips that promised to
suck gracefully upon more substantial fare as well.
The Japanese restaurant had formally closed an hour earlier. This
was a private party. Anna wore a purple top and matching skirt. The
top had a sleek, gathered bustline, underneath which her obviously bra-
less breasts jiggled with each trip of her chopsticks to her mouth.
When Anna brought her cup of green tea to her lips the show was no
less exciting. Anna's figure was further accentuated by the fact that
her top left her shoulders bare. Long, sexy sleeves stretched down to
her wrists. The sleeves, however, were only attached to her top
underneath the pits of her arms. Susie wondered if Anna wore panties.
Susie wore a conservative, oversized, double-breasted cardigan
with a shawl collar. Underneath she wore a knee-length skirt. Like
Anna, her feet sported perilously high heels. Melanie, as might be
expected, was the least formal of the females in attire. She wore a T-
shirt. In addition, however, she wore a denim bolero, the two halves of
which were tenuously connected in front by a leather cord. The cord
was tied in a sensuous bow, and Susie knew the men hoped for an
opportunity to untie it. Melanie's legs were fitted with jeans, her feet
with spiked heels.
Bev wore a formal gown with a scalloped neckline and a pearl
choker, while the men, including Jed, each had on a formal coat and tie.
"So you got bored with your law practice and decided to open up a
Japanese restaurant, eh?" Bev asked Jed.
"Yeah, believe it or not, the money is better in this," Jed said.
"We get a lot of tourists, and they don't seem to mind our high prices.
Especially the ones from mainland Japan, who seem to get a kick out of
eating Japanese food in America. There's nothing like owning your own
business."
"And, of course, having a restaurant makes it easy and fun to
entertain friends," Kiri said. There was a slyness in her smile. Susie
nudged Melanie.
"Well," Bill said, wiping his mouth. He was finished with his
meal. "I understand you have a special treat for Anna."
"Yes," Kiri said, with a glance at her husband. She made to rise.
"Perhaps the rest of you would like to come as well?"
"Oh, we intend to," Martin said. "Many times."
"My, such optimism," Kiri remarked.
Anna was lifted from where she knelt on the floor with Kiri
taking one of her hands and Bev the other. Kiri's kimono whispered as
she ushered her guest from the room. The group followed Kiri through a
curtain of beads that jingled as they passed. In the very next room sat
an old-fashioned free standing bathtub. It was ivory white, with four
carved legs holding it six inches off the floor. Billowing suds sparkled
within it.
"Please undress and enjoy a bath, courtesy of our restaurant," Kiri
said to Anna. The brunette bowed her head and her husband stepped up
behind her and unzipped her. Anna's sexy dress fell to her ankles.
Gracefully she stepped out of it. She wore no underwear.
"May I take off my heels?" Anna asked, putting a hand on the side
of the tub and kicking a heel up behind her to flip off her shoe.
"No dear," Kiri said, as if denying a child a cookie. "They are brand
new, aren't they?"
"Um, yes," Anna said.
"And there was even a carpet waiting for you when you stepped
out of your car?" Kiri asked.
"Yes," Anna said, and stepped into the tub with her heels on. A
look of surprise came over her face. "There isn't any water in this tub!"
"It's a bubble bath, in the truest sense," Kiri smiled. "Sit down
and enjoy the bubbles." A separate bath, in another room, had been
filled by Kiri's servants with water and bubbles. Then the bubbles had
been scooped in great masses from that tub and brought to this one.
With a look that could have been seen on someone deliberately
sinking themself in quicksand, Anna lowered herself into the bubbles.
When she was seated in them her body was hidden up to the middle of
her torso. Anna scooped up a handful of bubbles and smoothed them
over her right shoulder. Then she leaned forward and touched her hands
to her toes, partly sinking her bosoms in the bubbles. When she sat up
straight again bubbles clung to her nipples.
Jed had produced a camera and begun filming Anna. "Mmmm, the
last night of her anal virginity," Jed remarked. "I remember the first
time I took my wife that way."
"Tight?" Bill asked.
"Very," Jed said. "But worth every inch of the effort."
"Please eat some cheese," Kiri urged Anna. A selection of cheeses
was displayed on the far side of the tub. Anna wiped one of her bubble
covered hands on a small towel draped over the side of the tub. Then
she picked up a wedge of cheese and put it to her lips and nibbled.
"Mmm," Anna gushed. She chewed with consummate grace. Susie
felt a twinge of envy.
Soft, classical music wafted into the room. Bill stepped back
into a doorway and returned a moment later with a bouquet of roses.
Anna put the flowers to her nose and breathed in their scent.
"Come," Kiri said at last, extending her hand. Anna took the
woman's proffered palm and rose. She stepped out of the tub. No effort
was made to towel off the bubbles that cleaved to her skin.
Anna was led back out to the room where they had taken their
meal. The dishes had been cleared away. Atop the low topped table
where they had eaten was a trestle. Its legs were held in place with a
vise, affixed to the table, in front and back of each leg of the trestle.
Kiri held Anna's hand and she was made to step up onto the table. Its
surface, bereft of any table cloth, was slick. Bev grasped Anna's other
hand to make sure the girl didn't fall.
Kiri grasped Anna by the hair, which fell in lovely bunches of
curls over her shoulders to the height of her breasts. Kiri pulled down,
dragging Anna's head down with her hair. A moment later and Anna was
poised over the trestle with her head down and her bottom rearing high
in the air. Her tummy came to rest on a cushion which had been bound
atop the trestle's cross bar.
Anna's hands, perhaps not unwisely, still perched atop the cross
bar of the trestle. "Drop your hands," Kiri commanded. Anna obeyed,
touching her fingers to the table that now lay just inches from her
face. Bev and Kiri each took one of Anna's wrists betwixt their palms
and tied it off to a leg of the trestle.
"Susie and Melanie, do you have new heels too?" Kiri asked the
girls.
"Yes, ma'am," Melanie said.
"Then come, I wish for you to play in my other bath," Kiri said.
"The one with water." She took Melanie and Susie by the hands.
"But we want to see what happens to Anna!" Melanie protested.
"This will be a very private moment for her," Kiri said.
"Please, let them stay," Anna said. She flexed her hands open,
then closed. She pulled at her bonds, testing their strength. She looked
like a filly waiting to be branded.
Melanie pulled her hand from Kiri's and gave the woman a saucy
look. Bev's face showed disapproval, but she said nothing.
"Men, I don't think Anna can receive your tribute like that," Kiri
said, turning her attention to Bill and his friends, who were all still
zippered up. With a smile each of them undid himself.
"Please remove your pants completely," Kiri said. "Not only do
Bev and I appreciate the sight of male buttocks tensing as a girl is
spermed, but it will make the application of the rod at necessary
moments all the more delightful." She picked up a long sliver of
bamboo that was fitted into a handle.
"What's that?" Bill asked, dropping his pants.
"It's a Malaccan cane," Kiri said. "Have you not seen one before?"
"No," Bill said. "And I'm not sure I want to."
"Perhaps I can demonstrate its use," Kiri said. "Anna, would you
mind if I switched up your bottom a bit?"
"Yes," Anna breathed through clenched teeth.
"Good," Kiri smiled. "That always makes a caning all the more
delicious." She stroked the length of the cane across Anna's naked
heinie. "So smooth, hardly a whisper of feeling, is there not?" Kiri
asked. Anna said nothing.
WHACK! came the cane against Anna's bottom. The young woman
screamed. "Speak to me when I address you!" Kiri shouted.
"Yes!" Anna cried. An angry red line appeared across her derriere.
Did Kiri always whip this hard? Susie asked herself. Or did the
sophisticated Anna require a more substantial whipping?
Kiri lowered her head and extended her tongue. She drew the tip
of it across the hot red line that had formed on Anna's bottom. Anna
shuddered. As Kiri's tongue travelled the entire width of Anna's bottom
she rested a knee on the table top to be able to lick all the way across.
Bev picked up a tube of salve and began squirting it onto Bill's
dick. Jed and Martin crowded in, each waiting to be anointed in turn.
Suddenly Bill's body seized up as Bev spread the ointment over his rod.
"Yes, it's not like your ordinary lotion, is it?" Bev asked,
spreading the salve with just two of her fingers. "This stuff burns,
though it's harmless enough. Won't it feel just awesome inside Anna's
rectum?"
"You're evil," Bill said. Jed and Martin stepped back.
"Anna's bottom will burn every time she takes a shit for the next
couple of days, each turd reminding her of what other long things her
derriere has entertained," Bev said. She released Bill's rod and blew on
her two fingers that had applied the ointment. "Mmm, hot!" Bev
commented.
"Please!" Anna said, twisting her head to look at Kiri. "What is
Bev talking about back there?"
"Whatever it is I'm sure you'll know about it soon enough," Kiri
said. "I'm going to tie off your legs now, please spread them for me."
"IÑI don't want to," Anna said. "Not with what I'm hearing back
there." Kiri picked up her cane.
"I can make this as painful for you as you like, darling," Kiri said.
Reluctantly Anna spread her legs.
"Men, why suddenly so shy?" Bev asked Jed and Martin plaintively.
"You know why," Jed said.
"That damn ointment of yours," Martin said. Suddenly both men
wished their pricks didn't stick out so lewdly...so invitingly.
"Tut, tut, come to mommie, you bad little boys," Bev said,
extending her fingers coated with ointment. "Surely you aren't that
sensitive?"
"We're pansies," Jed said, even as Bev caught his rod. "Major, big
time, bona fide..." he watched as Bev squirted the ominous lotion down
the length of his rod. "Hmm, not so bad..." Two more long trails of
lotion were applied along the shaft of his penis. Bev began rubbing it
in. "Not too bad...Yeowch!" Jed tensed.
"Ouch, ooch, ooch," Jed said as Bev continued her wicked work. He
tried to show as little reaction as possible, but the pain was evident.
Martin stood beside him, watching, waiting, wondering if he would feel
as much pain in his penis as the other two men.
"Hmm, nice job, if I do say so myself," Kiri commented when she
had tied Anna's legs. The young woman's long, tapering columns of
tanned flesh stretched upward to meet at the tiny aperture that
awaited the impending pillage. Occasionally Anna clenched her taut,
firm bottomcheeks, as if to give warning that any man entering her
tight nether channel might get his rod crushed. Beyond Martin felt the
first sting of Bev's lotion, his howls exceeding those of his peers. Anna
bit her upper lip. Her face looked very tense.
"There, there, you'll probably tell this story to your daughter on
her wedding night," Kiri said to Anna, stroking her hair.
"Why didn't my mother tell this to me on my wedding night?" Anna
asked in a tremulous voice.
"Perhaps she had a boring marriage," Kiri said. "But don't you
worry, Bev and I will see to it that you have a very exciting one!" Anna
let out a little cry of dismay.
Bill strode up to Anna with bold steps, a determined look in his
eyes. Finally he was to have his recalcitrant wife's bottom. Anna
squirmed. She looked back over her shoulder. Her eyes lit upon his
cock, gleaming with the oil that even now sent a burning shiver down
Bill's spine every half second. It would feel even worse against the
sensitive tissues that lined Anna's rectum. Tonight the girl would pay
for all the pain she had endeavored to avoid, with interest.
Anna's hips weaved to and fro, trying to avoid her husband's hands.
With little difficulty Bill seized the hips of the bound girl. Kiri floated
up beside Anna's bottom with a bottle of ointment in her hands.
"Don't worry, this is just conventional stuff," Kiri assured Bill.
She won't feel any pain except from your penis. With fluttering eyelids
Kiri squeezed several drops from the bottle, letting them fall freely to
land upon Anna's anus. Anna felt the drops ooze slowly within her
puckered rose. This was to be a "dry fuck." No finger would be allowed
up Anna's bottom to steal the sensation of having her bottom invaded by
Bill's penis. The very first sensation she would feel up her ass tonight
would be a cock.
"OOOOH!" Anna expelled her breath loudly as the head of Bill's
penis came to rest against her rose.
"I haven't even entered you yet!" Bill said.
"I'm, uh, practicing," Anna said.
"Perhaps I should just let my dick sit here until Bev's oil makes
itself felt against her anus," Bill announced to no one in particular,
referring to his wife in the third person. Anna tensed herself. She
knew it wouldn't be long before her tender anus was "branded" by Bev's
oil.
"OOOOOH!" Anna cried.
"That one was real," Bill said with a grin.
"Take it away! It burns!" Anna pleaded, tears burgeoning in her
eyes.
"That's just the first taste, darling," Kiri said, brushing her hand
against Anna's shoulder. It felt soft and warm. Anna wrenched her
shoulder away, but Kiri's hand followed it and alighted again upon it.
"You bitch!" Anna screamed, looking at her own reflection in the
table but intending her words for Kiri. Bill began to invade her and the
burning sensation in her bottom increased dramatically. "Bitches!"
Anna cried, for there were in fact two women culpable for her pain.
"You'll be punished for that," Kiri said simply, and kept stroking
Anna's hair. Bev knelt beside Anna's legs and extended a feather up
between them until its tip just grazed Anna's clit.
"You're monsters," Anna breathed, trembling at the first touch of
the feather.
Susie and Melanie watched with horrified eyes as each of the men
debauched Anna's anus in turn. No matter how much the young woman
tried to accommodate the pricks up her ass, Bev's wicked lotion made
the ordeal one of terrifying pain. Of course, Bev and Kiri knew that
Anna would have been entirely unforthcoming with her chocolate
channel had it not been for the ointment. Now, instead of attempting to
tighten herself against the men's entry, Anna tried to widen herself as
much as possible, in a futile attempt to make herself so wide that the
men would insert themselves into an airy vacuum. Of course, the
spasms of pain that coursed through Anna's frail frame assured that the
men's dicks were violently squeezed every second or so, despite Anna's
every attempt to keep herself as open as possible. In addition, Bev's
feather induced orgasm after orgasm in Anna, timed as much as
possible to the men's spilling, each of which caused the men's dicks to
be squished even more.
As the ordeal began to wind down with the impalement by the
third man for a second time, Kiri stepped in front of Anna and began
slapping the girl's face. Lightly at first, then with more severity.
Anna's facial cheeks turned red under the assault. Her tears flowed
even more freely than they had before. Finally as the third man
climaxed, Anna herself coming yet again, Kiri left off her slapping.
"Ooooo," Anna moaned, her voice trailing off. The man pulled his
rapidly limpening penis from her. He held his dick aloft over her
bottom cheeks and squeezed out several more drops of sperm with his
hands. The milky fluid ran over the regal cheeks of Anna's bottom,
sloping down into the crevice between, trickling down to bead in the
hairs of her labia.
Anna was little more than a quivering mass of flesh by now. Her
hair was dishevelled, her makeup smeared. Semen dribbled from her
open anus. Yet, even in her tarnished condition, Anna still appeared
bewitchingly beautiful.
"God, I wish I could fuck her again," Bill remarked, stretched out
on the floor with a shrivelled cock.
"Six times up the butt is more than enough, I assure you, even for
an experienced girl. And your wife wasn't experienced," Kiri said. She
curled up beside Bill's hips and ran her delicate fingers across his
waist.
"Will she be O.K.?" Bill asked.
"My, even you must be new to this," Kiri said. "Of course she'll be
okay. She's a grown woman, fully formed and ready for whatever male
lust may befall her. Anyway, you men came so quickly it was more like
one long butt fuck instead of six."
"Your oil didn't help any," Bill said ruefully.
"Bev and I knew that without something to make you men spend
fast you would get carried away and fuck Anna long and hard, six full
times, which would have definitely been too much for an innocent young
anal virgin like her," Kiri said. "So you see we actually helped your
wife, painful as the lotion may have been for all concerned."
"You hear that?" Bev, still at Anna's side but now absently
tickling the girl's dangling nipples with her feather, said. "You should
thank me for my oil, nasty as it was." Bev presented the back of her
hand to Anna's lips. Anna drooled saliva on it. Bev, her other hand still
holding the feather, tickled Anna's vulnerable teats with yet another
feathery stroke. Anna shuddered.
"Thankyou," Anna murmured, and kissed the back of Bev's hand.
"What about you?" Bill asked Kiri. "Look at yourself, still robed in
your kimono. And Bev, still all dressed up herself. I'm beginning to feel
like I just starred in a sex show for your own private entertainment."
"Poor little boy," Kiri said, leaning forward and kissing Bill's dick.
She drew back her lips. "Ooch! I'd forgotten you still have Bev's oil all
over your prong."
"Yeah, I want to get this stuff washed off!" Bill said, sitting up.
"No, you just stay right there and suffer," Kiri said, touching the
tip of her finger to Bill's penis. "Bev and I have a little treat in store
for you."
"Can't it wait?" Martin asked, sitting up himself.
"I hardly think so, we might change our minds," Kiri smiled. She
undid her sash and a moment later her kimono fell away, revealing her
nude body. She stood and walked over to Bev.
"Please get my zipper," Bev said, reaching behind her. Kiri
obliged, and a moment later Bev's dress slipped to her ankles. Kiri then
popped open Bev's bra from behind and the woman's full breasts bounded
out, ready for action, still firm and uplifted despite Bev's age. Bev
turned on her heels and came face to face with Kiri. They smiled at
each other and bumped nipples. Each gave her torso a quiver and their
nipples set to tickling the buds of the other.
Bev and Kiri sank to their knees. Kiri picked up Bev's lotion,
which had been resting on the table.
"Bend over," Kiri said with a wicked smile. Bev complied. Kiri
crawled beside Bev, who now was in a doggie position on all fours. Kiri
slipped her finger in the waistband of Bev's panties where they covered
her rear. Sliding her finger down into the groove of Bev's ass, Kiri
gently drew Bev's panties down over her bottom until the lovely
hemispheres were fully exposed. Kiri then let go, leaving Bev's panties
bunched around the tops of her thighs. "It's only fair you should get a
little of this wicked stuff up your bottom," Kiri said.
"Of course," Bev breathed. "And you too."
"If you insist," Kiri said, and squirted the lotion onto the full
length of her finger. "Ooch, it burns," Kiri breathed. Then she lifted her
finger and touched it to Bev's anus.
"Mmm...ouch!" Bev said squeamishly. Slowly Kiri's finger began to
penetrate her butt hole. "OHHHH!" Bev cried, trying to restrain her
visible emotions. She bucked and then leaned forward, pressing her
breasts almost to the floor.
"All the way up," Kiri said solemnly. "It must go all the way."
"Yesss," Bev hissed. One of her hands reached back and felt the
tube which Kiri still held.
"Not yet," Kiri admonished, but Bev's hand closed about hers. A
moment later and Bev had managed to withdraw the tube from Kiri's
grasp. Kiri, despite her earlier protestation, had given in to Bev's
desire. Was this all staged, Susie wondered?
With trembling hands Bev squirted the ointment onto a finger of
her own. Then, with her digit glossy and dripping, Bev lifted her hand
and unceremoniously punctured Kiri's bottom.
"Ooch! No manners!" Kiri cried. "Go easy on me!" Bev began
working her finger in and out of Kiri's bottom, even as Kiri did the same
to her.
"God that looks good!" Martin said, and stood up. "How would you
like some of that stuff on your nipples, girls?" Martin asked.
"No! No!" Bev and Kiri cried in unison, but that only drew Martin to
their side all the faster. He fought briefly with Bev for control of the
tube. He lifted it to his hand even as Bev pled for its return. He
squirted some on his finger.
Martin bent down beside Bev. He began working his digit upon
Bev's nearest nipple. "Any sec now," Martin breathed.
"Please, Martin! Don't be a naughty boy! Give us back the tube!"
Kiri pleaded.
"You just keep finger fucking your friend," Martin said. "And you
too," he said to Bev, who was now doing precious little to Kiri's ass. A
thought flitted through Martin's mind that the girls seemed far more
resistant to the burning of the ointment now that he was involved. In
fact, his own finger wasn't burning at all.
"Hey!" Martin suddenly cried. "This is normal ointment! This stuff
doesn't burn at all! These girls are faking this whole thing!"
"No! No! No!" Bev and Kiri cried. Martin seized Bev by the nipples,
preventing her from rising. Kiri, not suffering under a similar
restraint, pulled her finger from her girlfriend's ass and tried to run.
Bill and Jed grabbed her.
"Oh yes, you girls certainly were suffering, reaming each other's
asses," Bill cried. Jed laughed as his wife struggled to break free.
Martin made Bev stand up, holding her by her nipples all the while.
"You will get some of that burning stuff up your ass, and we may even
fuck you both six times...long fucks!" Martin shouted gleefully.
"No! No! Martin! Please!" Bev cried, but Martin hauled her off to the
next room. Bill and Jed did likewise with Kiri.
"Anna, are you all right?" Susie asked in a tremulous voice. The
young woman still stood bound over the trestle.
"Y-yes," Anna whimpered. "I guess so. God! I've never been so
thoroughly fucked in my whole fucking life!" Melanie giggled. "P-please
untie me?" Anna asked.
"Of course!" Susie said, and in a flash she and Melanie were
working diligently to undo Anna's bonds.
When Anna finally broke free from the trestle her body slowly
oozed down onto the table. She curled up in a fetal position, her limbs
not entirely pulled together but lying in a somewhat disheveled manner.
"Please, get me out of this awful place." Anna mewed. "I don't ever
want to come back here again. How dare those men fuck my bottom!"
"We got our bottoms fucked by dildos," Melanie said. "BIG dildos!"
"Shush, Anna doesn't need to hear about our problems," Susie said.
"She's got enough of her own. And those were anal dildos, dear, not
nearly as gigantic as you think."
"Tell that to my poor bottom!" Melanie said.
"Poor Anna," Susie whispered tenderly, stroking her young friend.
Anna's body trembled with her every breath. "You should pay your
husband back and run away. Come with me and Melanie to Nebraska.
We're going to start our own farm and raise bulls."
"BIG bulls," Melanie said.
"Alright," Anna whispered. Tears still ran from her eyes, silently.
"You'll do it?" Susie asked.
"Yes!" Anna said. "Let's do it right now!"
"In this condition?" Susie asked, incredulous. "You can't go
anywhere!"
"But I want to!" Anna cried, suddenly as silly and uncompromising
as a little girl.
"Alright! Alright! Don't cry, or the men might come back!" Susie
whispered. "Melanie, get some water! We've got to clean Anna up." The
16-year-old rose and began gazing around the room, standing on tip toe,
her hand to her chin, a look of wonder on her face. It seemed as if she
were a ballerina searching for an opera.
"Hurry!" Susie cried in as loud a whisper as she could. Hearing
grunts of male pleasure emanating from the room with the suds and no
bath water, Melanie scampered out into the forward part of the
restaurant.
"Poor, poor Anna," Susie said, still stroking her friend.
About a minute later Melanie returned with a kettle of Japanese
tea. "It's all I could find!" Melanie hissed.
"Alright then, it'll have to do," Susie sighed. Both girls felt very
conspiratorial in their attempt to outwit the men. The tempo of the
groans coming from the next room increased.
"Anna, we're going to wash out your bottom," Susie said to the
curly-haired brunette. Melanie rolled the limp Anna onto her tummy and
spread the cheeks of her ass.
"Careful, it's still hot," Melanie breathed as Susie made to pour
the Japanese tea from the kettle into Anna's rectum.
"What are you going to do?" Anna asked. Just then she felt the hot
green tea pour into her intestines. "Mmfff!" Anna cried. Melanie put a
hand over Anna's lips just as she was about to break into a full-
throated scream. Susie dropped her free hand to Anna's bottom, keeping
the young woman's cheeks spread wide. Anna squeezed her eyes shut
and bit her lip. The tea was hot! And the fluid had reactivated the
ointment still resident in her rectum.
Susie told Anna to roll onto her side, almost onto her back. Anna
did so, and with the help of her friends her bottom cheeks were kept
spread so that the anal enema of Japanese tea could flow out. "Once
more," Susie said then, and Anna was rolled back onto her stomach for a
second application. Again the tea was poured in, again Anna flinched at
its heat.
"Swirl it around a bit to wash her off," Melanie said of the kettle,
indicating the dried semen stains that splotched here and there upon
the cheeks of Anna's bottom. Susie wiggled the kettle and its hot
contents splashed upon the satin skin of Anna's bottom. Anna was then
rolled back onto her side, and the fluid of the makeshift enema exuded
forth once more. Then Susie and Melanie grabbed Bev and Kiri's
discarded clothes and wiped Anna's bottom dry.
"My clothes are in the other room!" Anna said, indicating the room
where the men now pleasured themselves upon Bev and Kiri.
"Here, wear Bill's shirt," Melanie said, picking up an article of
clothing that had not been used to wipe Anna's ass.
"And his pants," Susie said.
"Nooo," Melanie cried. "They're too big! She'll look like a hobo!"
"She can't walk around without pants!" Susie hissed.
"Well, let's see if Anna can give Kiri's Malaccan cane a little
workout," the girls suddenly heard Bill announce. They stared at each
other, frozen like rabbits. "Whipping her bottom is something I've never
gotten enough of either!" Bill cried.
"C'mon!" Susie shouted. With images of her escape from Elaine
flashing through her mind, she leapt up and grabbed Anna by the arm.
The brunette sat with a man's shirt draped over her shoulders,
seemingly unable to move. Anna's naked breasts jiggled alluringly as
Susie tried to rouse her from her stupor. "C'mon!" Susie cried again,
desperate. Melanie reached down and yanked at Anna's other arm.
Suddenly, as Bill's footfalls approached the door, Anna lurched upward.
She moaned. Her body was stiff and every muscle ached. The sound of a
Malaccan cane hitting the door frame behind them was heard. Bill
stepped through.
"Runnnn!" Melanie cried, and the appearance of Bill seemed to
clinch the decision for Anna. Despite the agony of her every movement,
she dashed from the room, with Susie and Melanie each holding her by
one of her arms.
In the forward section of the restaurant several Japanese waiters
and a waitress sat eating. In fact they had just returned from a quick
little fucking session of their own, and it had been their abandoned
teapot which Melanie had found. Now they sat about a table, the female
amongst them with her blouse open and wrinkled and looking as if she
had been worked over. For a moment the three waiters present gaped at
Anna, Susie, and Melanie, fancying that perhaps these three females too
could be made to submit to their rods.
Bill came dashing out behind the three girls. He was totally nude,
his balls and cock waggling as he ran. Melanie reached out and grabbed
the new pot of freshly brewed tea which now sat on the waiter's table.
This kettle had just been set out and its contents were near boiling.
Melanie turned. She sloshed the tea right onto Bill's loins.
"Yeeow!" Bill cried, stopping dead in his tracks. Martin came
running out right behind him, and Melanie cast the burning tea right on
Martin's prick too.
"YeeoooH!" Martin yelled, grabbing his dick. Melanie turned, and
saw the three Japanese waiters staring at her. She noticed the
condition of the girl with them.
"And that's for you!" Melanie cried, and poured the remains of the
kettle right in the lap of one of the waiters.
No sooner had Melanie scuttled after her friends than a cacophony
of Japanese curses arose and the three waiters, one lagging behind,
came running after the three American girls. Jed, his own cock
uninjured, followed closely.
Outside the restaurant Susie and Anna gained Bill's Porsche.
Susie brought the engine to life and Melanie scooted her bottom into the
car and slammed the door behind her. Jed, who had managed to pass the
waiters, leapt back as the door slammed shut. His naked prick had
nearly been caught in the door!
SCREEECH! The Porsche tore away from the curb. Jed stared after
it, surrounded by Japanese waiters screaming epithets. Martin and Bill
limped out of the restaurant, holding their balls, oblivious to all save
their own sense of mortality.
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