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Subject: {ASSM} The Bash, Pt. 3
Date: Thu, 13 Jul 2000 05:10:03 -0400
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WARNING: This story is a work of fiction and not to be read by person(s)
under the age of 21. Continuing on, assumes you are over 21, and will not
present/show this to any minors. This work having been posted to the newsgroups
is considered copyrighted from the author. Please do not republish, copy, or
post without prior consent of the author. Copyright MasterKink, 2000.
The rest of this series is posted at my site
:http://myclubs.excite.com/myclubs/browse?cid=.yvPz5KYe8ZG
The Bash, Pt. 3
Gwen wandered through the crowd with her face feeling flushed as she watched
the various tortures being practiced around the large room.
She was just a simple farm girl and had never seen such deviant behavior until
she had started using her computer to search the web. While she loved the
rural life, it was certainly poor in the area of interesting people and such
sexual practices were never talked about in a positive way. Her searches had
led to the various mail lists in the state for these groups and when she read
about this gathering, she just knew she had to come to see what it was all
about and help her explore her submissive desires.
But still, she had been shocked by what she had seen so far.
She had barely walked in the door when she looked over and observed this slave
with very large breasts holding up what appeared to be several pounds of
fishing weights with her nipples. The look of her breasts as they were
stretched out and distended both repelled and delighted her. Gwen had been
playing pretty rough with her own ample breasts lately, but still she wasn't
sure if she was ready for that.
What surprised her even more was the obvious trail down the slave's thigh where
her cunt juices were leaking out. Gwen knew she enjoyed the idea of being
tormented and humiliated for a sexual thrill. But could she really allow this
kind of thing to happen to her? So she was obviously in the right place to
learn more.
The hot wax demo was another one. Gwen had been promising herself to try it
real soon and after watching that Master drip hot wax over his slave's genitals
and breasts, and then her tongue, her own panties were sopping wet. She was
making plans in her head for the one night she would be home alone and that
white unused candle in her dresser drawer. Judging by the moans she heard from
behind the curtain after their demo, hers wasn't the only wet pussy around
here!
Finally, Gwen wandered over to a new booth that had a sign up asking for
volunteers for a "wrap" demo.
Gwen wasn't exactly sure what that was, so when the curtains parted, she moved
closer to the front so she could hear clearly and learn more.
The Dom was holding a roll of Saran wrap in his hand and was telling the
gathering that he needed a few volunteers to be wrapped and were there any
takers?
A couple of Doms immediately raised their hands and pushed their slaves
forward, but then he looked at Gwen and asked her if she was interested, She
only hesitated a moment before shaking her head, yes.
Why, oh, why did I do that? I can't believe that I'm actually going to do this.
Gwen walked around the booth to the back where she waited for instructions and
then her eyes grew wide as she realized the other girls were undressing and she
was supposed to be naked in front of strangers!!!!!
DUMBASS, what did you think, everyone else has been naked for these demos?
But Gwen glanced around and realized that none of them were exactly skinny
fashion models either, so why not? She wanted to be a slave, it was time to try
it out and see what it felt like. So she quickly removed her clothes until she
was totally naked. The appraising glances that she was getting from the others
didn't hurt. One of them was actually smiling and licking her lips at her!
Then the Dom led the three of them out front and quickly started his demo.
Talking to the growing crowd and explaining which brands of plastic wrap were
best, which colors seemed to show up better, etc., he quickly covered the other
girls from head to toe; one with her with her hands down the side of her body
and the other with her arms crossed in front of her, easily immobilizing them
until they couldn't move an inch. Then using pieces of wrap, he made big bows
to decorate various parts of their bodies before asking for help and gently
laying the now stiff mannequins down on the floor.
Then he was standing in front of Gwen and gently whispering to her, telling her
how much he liked her big breasts and wanted to save them for last. He started
at her feet and deftly wrapped her legs and thighs thickly. Covering her hands
and arms, he continued up her body, but when he came to her breasts he placed a
cotton ball over each nipple first, then continued to wrap her body right up to
her chin.
Gwen quickly became flush, not just from the plastic covering her body, but
from the fact that she was actually naked in front of people and being used
like an object. She knew she had her own snail trail down her leg judging by
the way she squished as she tensed her muscles a little to try and derive some
pleasure from this.
Using a large piece of pink wrap, he created a large pair of wings to
complement her yellow wrapped body.
I must look like a giant butterfly, she thought.
Then carefully, he used a small pair of scissors to cut away the wrap from her
nipples and removed the cotton balls to expose her now hard pink nipples.
Since her aureolas were large, she knew they could easily be seen and that they
fit right in with the rest of her yellow and pink ensemble. With the Dom
pinching and tweaking them, they felt they had grown an inch from this morning.
As the Dom and another man lowered her to the floor, Gwen heard the smattering
of applause and knew that she had found a new group of friends.
And judging by the looks of some of the males out there, someone to help her
truly explore her desire for submission!
MasterKink
"The pain in pleasure often becomes the pleasure of pain."
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