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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
in
LONDON DUNGEON
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Chapter Two
Malta swung open the trapdoor. It creaked as it opened. When she
let go of it, advising Lynette to step back so the door wouldnÕt fall on her
toes, the door hit the carpeted floor with a muffled ÒBang!Ó
The four looked down into the hole which beckoned. It was black.
They could see nothing, save for the ends of a ladder which pressed
against the lip of the open hole.
ÒYou first, Jill,Ó Malta said. She looked at the big-bosomed
cheesecake pin-up.
ÒIsnÕt-- isnÕt there a light?Ó Jill asked. She touched her honey-
blonde hair where it fell down past her face and brushed it back. She
gazed wide-eyed into the hole, her breast tips pointing toward it as she
leaned over it.
ÒThereÕs a light downstairs. DonÕt worry, IÕll find it when we get
down there,Ó Malta said. ÒCareful on the ladder. Feel your way with your
toes. When you reach the floor, step aside, so the next person can come
down. DonÕt touch anything. There are sharp objects down there and I
donÕt want you needlessly injured.Ó
ÒYes,Ó Jill said, her eyes widening even more. Clearly, despite her
trepidation, she was thrilled at the dare of descending naked into a
dangerous pit. She stepped carefully out over the hole and reached down
into it with her foot. Tod, LynetteÕs boyfriend, held her hand as she backed
herself down the ladder into the hole. When at last she was standing in
darkness, only her head protruding from the lip of the open trapdoor, she
gazed up at her friends.
ÒGoing down,Ó Jill said, her eyes wide with fright. Then, managing a
faint smile, she descended into the hole.
ÒHow is it?Ó Lynette called down to her friend when Jill announced
that sheÕd reached the bottom.
ÒDark,Ó Jill replied.
ÒLynette, youÕre next,Ó Malta said.
ÒOh, canÕt one of the guys go next?Ó Lynette pleaded.
ÒNo, Lynette. Ladies first,Ó Malta said.
ÒLynette! Get your ass down here! If I can do it you can too-- OUCH!Ó
Jill cried. Malta leaned over the hole.
ÒI told you to watch out,Ó she said. ÒAre you alright?Ó
ÒYes,Ó Jill said. ÒSorry. I backed into something. IÕm not sure what.
IÕm-- okay,Ó she said.
ÒYou next,Ó Malta said to Lynette.
Frightened but excited, Lynette lowered herself into the hole. When
she reached the bottom both girls found one another in the dark, and
kissed.
ÒMmmm!Ó Lynette said, her voice drifting up through the hole.
ÒMmmmm!Ó Jill gasped. ÒDonÕt stick your finger in my bottom,
Lynette!Ó
ÒSorry,Ó the girl said mischievously.
ÒYouÕre next,Ó Malta said to John. He looked down at his erect cock.
ÒCanÕt Tom go next?Ó John asked. ÒThereÕs less of him.Ó He glanced
at Tom, who had a flaccid penis, due to his spending on the cookies. Tom
smiled.
ÒYouth before beauty,Ó Tom said. He was a year older than John.
ÒDown, John!Ó Malta snapped. ÒGet that lovely cock of yours down
below before IÕm tempted to jerk you off into the hole, and surprise those
kissing girls.Ó Malta leaned over the hole and peered into the blackness.
ÒGirls, no playing with yourselves,Ó she warned, as the girlsÕ sighs
increased.
ÒWeÕre not playing with ourselves,Ó JillÕs voice gasped in reply.
ÒWeÕre playing with each other!Ó She let out a moan.
ÒItÕs scary down here,Ó Lynette said, her voice plainly aroused.
ÒTHereÕs not much to do in the dark.Ó
John, inspired by the girlsÕ sighs, leapt into the hole. Quickly he
scurried down the ladder. Tom, not wishing to be outdone, followed on his
heels. Malta warned them all again not to pleasure themselves and then
clambered down herself, impeded by her skirts but moving fairly quickly
all the same, for she owned the dungeon and had gone down into it many
times.
When the light was found, an amazing sight greeted the guests. In
contrast to the living room, there was no sense of comfort. No cookies
awaited them, no eggnog, no crackling fire. The floor was not carpeted,
but was instead bare stone. The walls were cement blocks, unpainted,
with moisture stains on them where the wetness of the snow-covered
earth beyond was slowly seeping through. Above their heads naked wooden
rafters lined the ceiling. Hanging from these rafters were several bare
bulbs, whose harsh light cast a clinical glow on the roomÕs contents. And
these were remarkable: metal saws, heavy wooden bats, ornate tables
made of iron with chains hanging from their legs. On a low metal table,
strewn with surgical gear, there was, among the implements, the only
sign of comfort: a bottle of oil and a pot of cream. But one got the
impression, quite correctly, that the oil and cream were not present to
supply comfort. Instead they were there to lubricate the tools that would
be used to rape. The oil would make a hard cock more slick and effective,
and a receptive hole more prone to pillage. Other than the oil and cream
there was nothing, save for a single, small pillow which lay, as if
discarded, under the table which held the surgical gear.
ÒWell, letÕs have a look around, shall we?Ó Malta asked. ÒLook, Tom
is already becoming aroused again, despite the presence of a big circular
saw which could so easily remove his erection forever. Is this what you
wanted, Tom, to be threatened like this? How about you, girls? Does it
excite you, does it make your pussies tingle and your nipples stand up, to
see how your flawless bodies could be so thoroughly and permanently
defiled by what is down here?Ó
ÒOh my God.Ó Lynette gasped. Jill stared speechlessly at the roomÕs
contents. Then, still holding Lynette, Jill turned to the girl and kissed her
anew.
ÒMmmm! IÕm so frightened!Ó Lynette said, as Jill showered her with
kisses.
ÒMe too!Ó Jill gasped, finally finding her voice. Then she said
nothing for several minutes, simply standing there and kissing her friend.
At last Malta separated the girls.
ÒLetÕs have a look around, shall we?Ó Malta said. Firmly, with a hand
pressed to each girlÕs back, she put them on either side of her and pushed
them forward into the dungeon.
ÒOoooh!Ó
ÒOh my God!Ó the girls, in turn, exclaimed. Malta had them examine
each piece of equipment. Every cuff, every dangling chain, every hard
table. The girls looked at a stocks, made to hold its victim by her breasts.
They peered within a cage, where a girl might be left for days, perhaps
forever, withering away until she was nothing but a pile of bones. They
stared a a guillotine, with a neckhole too small for a neck, but just the
right size for a well-fleshed penis.
ÒThis one is for the men,Ó Lynette said, pointing to the guillotineÕs
hole.
ÒCome, gentlemen, see what awaits you,Ó Malta called over her
shoulder. But the men were already exploring. They were on the other
side of the room, examining, not without appreciation, a shelf laden with
dildos.
ÒSome of these are really big,Ó John, his own cock making quite a
presentable appearance, said. He hefted a dildo. He jabbed Tom with it.
ÒHey!Ó Tom cried. ÒThose werenÕt made for men.Ó
ÒHow do you know?Ó John asked.
ÒBecause I already have one, and you do too,Ó Tom said. ÒPut that
damn thing down, John. DonÕt poke me in the ass with it.Ó
And so the foursome explored their new surroundings. And as for the
delights they experienced there, and the exquisite, craftily inflicted
pains, that is the subject of another chapter.
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