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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
in
A MANSION FOR MASOCHISTS
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Chapter Four
It was time for the girls to bathe. Lilith bent forward and kissed
Kimmy on the cheek. The poor girl, thinking she was to be engaged in
yet more amorous caresses, turned her face toward Lilith to receive
her lips upon her own. But the time for endless orgasms, for nude
displays before voyeuristic males, for the fondling of all one's body
parts until one was a quivering, sensitized mass of lasciviousness, was
over. The baby of pleasure had been birthed, coddled, cajoled, spanked,
nursed, nurtured, and loved. Now it was bath time.
"Take your hiney off Alicia," Lilith cooed to Kimmy. "It's time for
you girls to wash up."
Kimmy remained in place, her bottom undulating atop Alicia's
dutiful tongue.
"Don't want to," Kimmy breathed. Lilith wondered if she should
have Lisa give Kimmy a swift crack on the behind, but considering how
the girl had been trained to take pleasure from the rod, such a move at
this stage of the game would probably only serve to spur Kimmy on to
new heights of gratification.
"Help me pull Kimmy off," Lilith said to Lisa, who reluctantly
dropped the briny birch and came over. Together each of them took one
of Kimmy's arms and began to tug. Finally what was desired of her
penetrated Kimmy's haze of delectation, and she charily kneed her way
forward across the bearskin that was draped over the desk. As her
dripping crotch left Alicia's face the blonde looked up. Her big eyes
blinked, looking very much like a mole who has just poked his head
above the earth. The people at the other end of the table, still dressed
in tuxedos although most of the women had now bared their breasts and
the men their peckers, gently helped Alicia up.
Both girls unsteadily took to the floor, supported by their
admirers, and then each turned to look for the other. Their eyes met
and they smiled, and you could tell from their faces that they longed to
reunite. But it was not to be.
One might think that Kimmy and Alicia would be led away to the
same tub, but Lilith, ever eager to amuse her guests, had other plans.
Girls as attractive as Kimmy and Alicia should not be wasted solely on
each other, unless it was for the delight of others. Now Lilith had two
parties going, and it was necessary that each be entertained at a
different level. The girls, who had shared so much, would not see each
other again.
The original group, of which Kimmy and Alicia had been members,
was winding up a grand orgy. It had taken place primarily in a
sumptuous living room, on the various couches, tables, and throw rugs
located there. Some of the group had retired for the night, taking the
remainder of their pleasure at home, and some had stopped in for the
initial mating of Kimmy and Alicia atop the desk. But the last of them
were now trickling out into the night, leaving Lilith with little
entertainment for the rest of the evening. Which is why Lilith had
invited two more groups, one of which was now about to partake of
dinner and the other of which was enjoying cocktails in, of all places, a
large gymnasium-type shower.
The group which Lilith and Lisa led Kimmy to was composed of
males and females dressed in skimpy bikinis and "ball hugger" swim
briefs. There was an air of excitement in the crowd, for the room in
which they fed portended wetness, and not just the kind which might
spray from the nozzles of the shower.
Kimmy entered the room nude, her knees unsteady, still lightly
supported on either side by Lilith and Lisa. She was taken to the center
of the room, where Lilith announced:
"Ladies and gentlemen, this young woman desires a shower, and as
there are no other facilities presently available you are presented with
a choice. Either you shall have to curtail your party, or you may wish to
assist her to bathe, as she is quite fatigued from a recent performance
she has given."
It was readily agreed by the group that they would "party while
they washed," the implication being that they would scrub Kimmy but
the promise implicit that not just Kimmy would be bathed. The group
took Kimmy from Lilith and Lisa, and walked her over to a shower at
the side of the room. The water was turned on, and guzzled forth to
splash not only Kimmy but her assistants. Soap and brushes and towels
had already been provided, being part of the tempting decor of the
party, and soon everyone who could fit in around Kimmy was busy
lathering her, and getting not a few of the suds on themselves. In the
ensuing moments bikini tops began to come undone, and penises sprang
forth from lowered briefs. Lilith spun on her heels and hurried off,
leaving Lisa to birch the occasional behind that intrigued her.
The other group of partiers had taken to the dining room table and
were awaiting Lilith's return. The place settings were all
immaculately arranged, the candles had been lit, and the butlers were
standing by, ready to serve. In the middle of the table, resting atop it,
sat a large empty glass wash bowl, and in it was seated the nude
Alicia, calves dangling over the rim. Lilith snapped her fingers as soon
as she entered, and the two butlers brought forth a battered metal
basin of hot water. They advanced to the table and poured the water
into Alicia's tub. The girl squealed at the temperature of the water as
well as her silly predicament. All eyes were upon her as the bath was
filled and suds stirred into it. Now Alicia, her face glowing wetly both
from Kimmy's pussy and the rising clouds of steam, picked up a sponge
and began soaping her shoulder. Once more she was the center of
attention, and for once she would be permitted, even encouraged, to
pleasure herself. Alicia smiled at the thought of turning on the men
(and women!) when she assiduously soaped herself between her thighs.
For the moment, however, Alicia concentrated on her breasts, rubbing
their bulging firmness with first her sponge and, dropping that, her
small, soft palms. The men whistled at that, the women ooohed and
aaahed. Alicia heard the final zippers unzipping.
Alicia looked up, startled, when she heard a flash cube pop. Prior
to this she had been embedded inbetween Kimmy's legs, unable to
comment. Since then she had forgotten the cameras. Now she regarded
them with uncertainty.
"You wouldn't mind if a few people photographed you for their
private portfolios, would you, dearest?" Lilith asked Alicia.
"I, I guess not," Alicia said, a finger at her lips, her other hand
still cupping one of her breasts. "As long as it's private I don't mind."
With that a man produced a movie camera. Alicia considered that for a
moment, then surrendered herself to the whims of her audience.
"I'm honored to see you think me so attractive," Alicia said, then
giggled. With that she embarked upon her bath with renewed
enthusiasm, soon mooning the camera and joyfully separating her
bottom cheeks to soap herself in her most intimate places.
A bit later Alicia found that she could kneel and just get her
pussy above the rim of the tub, where she proceeded to soap it to her
heart's content whilst the camera lovingly recorded her on film. After
thoroughly scrubbing herself, including her long legs, which she dangled
out over the table, still wearing high heels but removing them briefly
to scrub her feet, Alicia settled back and accepted a glass of sherry.
Then a drumstick was passed to her, and she munched contentedly as
the group took up a discussion of how to reward her once she was
towelled off.
"What's your deepest fantasy?" a topless girl, named Karen, asked
Alicia. The blonde giggled.
"I don't want to say," Alicia replied. "I'm afraid it might be
fulfilled."
"It sounds like you might have a fantasy that you're frightened of
attempting," a woman, named Jane, volunteered.
"I am," Alicia said, chewing. "I'm just out of high school. The
boys there don't think much beyond the back seats of their cars."
"When I was your age I had a longing for bondage," Jane said.
Alicia blushed and put a hand to her face. She swallowed with
difficulty. "We have many fine men here who are expert in training
young girls," Jane said. "You shouldn't be afraid to call upon them for
assistance if that is your wont."
"It is," Alicia admitted. "But I've been through a lot here already
tonight."
A man lifted a finger to speak but Jane restrained him. Lilith
remained quiet, knowing that Alicia perceived her as a wanton dabbler
in perversion, which she was. This new approach must be more gentle.
"There's no harm in letting yourself spread out on a soft canopied
bed and permitting your limbs to be lightly tied with nylons," Jane said.
"Think how wonderful it would be to luxuriate there, freed from the
need to move your limbs, drinking in the fragrance of perfume and
flowers, letting wine be poured between your lips whenever you ask."
"That sounds like an ideal place for whipping," Alicia said. "I
don't want to be whipped again tonight, or ever, if I can help it."
"Oh, no one will whip you, you've had enough of that already for
one night," Jane said. "You might be stroked and nuzzled if you like,
though, by the person of your choice. Or perhaps you'd prefer a
blindfold, so you might concentrate more fully on your erogenous zones,
unhampered by the need to know who is pleasuring you."
"But must I be tied up?" Alica asked.
"You shouldn't want to lie there voluntarily, should you?" Jane
said. "That might make you seem like, well..."
"A slut," Alicia interjected.
"I think we have a pretty good sense of her fantasy," a man, named
Jim, said. "It includes being dragged there against her will."
"No!" Alicia cried, but it was too late. She had let too much out to
a crowd that was eager for amorous combat. Before she could say
another word she was gagged from behind, and a moment later she was
blindfolded too.
Alicia was pulled from the tub and dried thoroughly. She
squirmed under the toweling, but was held firm. Even the deepest
crevasses of her body were wiped dry, and her breasts were rubbed long
after they were bereft of all water, leaving her nipples perkily erect.
Now that Alicia had been in the house for a number of hours, there was
no moisture left for her body to exude between her thighs. Alicia would
lay upon the silk sheets of the bed and not dampen them in the
slightest. She would be a love goddess installed upon her throne, and
except for any squirming she did, mussing the sheets, she would reign
in immaculate beauty. Talk went about of tantalizing her nipples and
pussy with a feather, to prevent the men's leaking cocks or the women's
moistening pussies from staining the sheets.
Alicia was swept up in a brawny man's arms and carried away,
her arms and legs still flailing halfheartedly in a futile protestation.
The thing about Lilith's mansion was that you could only ask to go home
if it was possible to speak, something Alicia had been consistently
denied at the precise moment she wished to utter the request. There
was a method to this madness, guaranteeing that Alicia's bottom and
bosoms (not to mention her pussy) would be available at the request of
Lilith's guests.
Alicia was taken upstairs and tied down on a field bed.
Blindfolded as she was, she would not be allowed to perceive her
captors again until the light of day, when many of them would be gone.
Alicia tried to speak (yet again) through the gag, but succeeded only in
mewing into her own saliva. She pressed her tongue against the gag,
but it was no use. A feather was quickly produced, and began to provide
the most fleeting of tactile sensations to Alicia's breasts, arms, legs,
and pussy. Once again she was in a position where the stimulation
being provided her was tantalizingly insufficient. The bed, indeed,
proved to be a bed as much of sensory deprivation as pleasure. The
promised goblets of wine were not forthcoming, probably because it
would have necessitated removing Alicia's gag and the guests feared
she would ask to go home. All around her Alicia heard the sounds of
copulation. Obviously she was to be a totem to their desire, not the
object of it. Alicia wondered if that might not have been different if
she had asked to be whipped. Apparently, in Lilith's mansion, one of
Alicia's stature only received pleasure if it was accompanied by pain.
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