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Subject: {ASSM} Write Club (Katie McN and Paladin)
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Hello Everyone,
I've received the stories for the Write Club Duel between Katie McN and
Paladin. One of the benefits of being the referee is the privilege of
getting to read the stories before everyone else. I'm quite pleased with
the results, I must say.
The stories are called:
Friends by Katie McN
and
How Could A Day Go Soo Wrong by Paladin
First, I am sorry to have to tell you neither one managed to include
pedo, zoo or SF in their stories. Saying that, one finds they managed to
cover most of the other codes in one way or another.
The working premise for the stories follows:
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Instructions
You will start writing a new story upon receipt of this message. There
are no limits on the type of story you can write as long as it is off beat
and unusual. I doubt I need that instruction given the authors who are
writing the stories.
Each person submitted a character name and two additional words. You
are seeing the complete list for the first time in this message. All nine
of these elements must appear in the story. The words are:
Katie McN: Rudy, Illusion, Contour
Paladin: Joan, Freeway, Mercedes
Alecia D: Helen, Hollywood, Friends
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The stories are just as 'unique' as expected. They both managed to use
all the words and easily finished within the alloted time which is no
surprise to anyone who is familiar with their working styles. paladin was
first by about 5 minutes although this has no bearing on anything given
both finished 10-15 minutes earlier than the deadline. Therefore, both
stories are qualified.
The results are posted on alt.sex.stories.d
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Friends
By Katie McN <katiemcn@excite.com>
"Take off all your clothes."
Even though I've seen Helen repeat this scene hundreds of times, I still
marvel at her ability to make people do anything she tells them. Yes,
anything she tells them. Why just today she had three sexy looking guys in
the office and not one of them was over 21. They knew only one of them was
going to get a chance to test for a juicy supporting role in a major
Hollywood studio film. And the other two? They get to go back to being
waiters, bar tenders, parking lot attendants or whatever. Sure they're
hungry and sure they have a lot riding on this meeting. These are the kind
of guys who are willing to do anything to get a break and they've come to
the right place.
"Come on, Joe. It's my way or the freeway, darlin'. The clothes start
coming off right now or you can just leave the room. It's up to you, baby,
but you better decide now."
Somehow she can always detect the shy one. The guy who will turn bright
red when he's told to take off his clothes in room full of strangers. She
did it again. Joe looked confused and apprehensive as the blush spread
over his face and down his neck. There were beads of sweat forming on his
forehead as he tried to decide what he should do. Of course everyone in
the room knew what his decision would be.
"Great, Joe. Get the shirt off and let's see what your chest looks
like."
She didn't disguise her lust as she watched him take off one piece of
clothing after another. She savored his body as each item was removed and
let a little time pass after a garment came off just to raise his hopes
that maybe he wouldn't have to take everything off. Off course that was
only illusion and soon he was standing completely naked in front of us all.
His clothes were far out of reach by then.
"Joan, check out this great ass."
Her hands were already examining the merchandise as they moved up and
down his butt cheeks. She let a finger trail into the crack between those
firm little globes and made room for me when I decided to see for myself
just how nice his body might be.
We took our time and examined all the interesting parts. It didn't take
long before his cock started to rise with a mind all its own. He tried to
hide his embarrassment, but Helen just slapped his hand away and told him
to stand still and let us play. And play we did.
Our hands wandered over the contours of his chest. Fingers squeezed his
tiny nipples until they looked like miniature erections. We fondled his
ass, thighs, back, neck and every sensitive place on his body. We squeezed
his balls and stroked his cock. His body was a tasty buffet most middle
aged women can only dream about, but Helen and I were there to feast.
"See Joe. That wasn't so hard was it. Well, maybe I should have used
some other word. You actually do seem to be quite hard." She was holding
his cock and gave it a little jerk when she said the word hard.
"Rudy come here. I need you to help out."
The tent in the front of Rudy's pants seemed to indicate he liked
watching Joe get molested a bit more than a guy really should. I was sure
Helen noticed this, too. I knew she would be taking advantage of the
situation.
She made Rudy strip off and then explained the role called for a scene
where the character had to be in drag. When Helen handed Rudy a makeup kit
and told him to see what he could do about making Joe look like a women, I
thought Rudy would come all over himself as he hurried to begin. It was
paint and powder, eyelashes and lipstick, foundation and eye shadow. It
was a handsome boy changed to cute little girl. Rudy must have done this
before.
Helen never took her eyes off Rudy and Joe, but somehow found her way
over to where Lance was standing and started leisurely taking off his
clothes. He seemed uncomfortable, but what could he do. The other boys
were already nude and doing what they were told. He submitted to Helen as
she stripped off his tiny briefs and stood there at the rigid position of
attention.
"Joan, why don't you sit at your desk. I think Lance has a nice
surprise for you."
She eased him under my desk where he found that I seldom wear panties.
It made it easy for him to get his tongue into my dripping pussy. Helen
told him not to stop eating me until I said I was finished. He didn't know
it, but he had a long way to go.
Joe balked when Helen told him to put on the blonde wig. "Joey, you've
come this far so why not take those last little steps." While he put on the
wig, she found some underwear in the desk and brought the frilly little
pieces over to him.
She finally convinced him to put on the black padded bra that seemed to
give him some real cleavage. The matching garter belt and black seamed
nylons looked obscene with his throbbing member sticking out like a flag
pole. He had trouble walking in the four inch patent leather high heels,
but Rudy didn't seem to mind. No, not at all.
"Sorry to ruin your fun, Rudy, but it's time for you to earn your keep."
She laid back on the couch and pulled her skirt up to her waist. Rudy knew
what do and soon he was thrusting his big cock into her hot pussy with a
vigor that suggested he might go both ways. He did seem to know what to
do. "I don't want you to even think about cumming, Rudy, until you finish
me off and do Joan."
Joe didn't know what to do. He was a vision of feminine loveliness
except for the nine incher sticking out under his garter belt. Helen
decided to test him some more so she had him bend over and spread his
cheeks, play with his cock and squeeze his balls, make his nipples hard and
all kinds of other things he found hard to do in front of an audience. It
was so much fun watching him do what he would not do.
I got to watch Rudy fuck Helen. I got to feel Joe try to get my
attention with his well trained tongue and nimble hands. It was little
cramped for him under my desk, but he made the best of it. When Helen and
I had several major orgasms, we had Joe and Rudy change places and go at it
again. Helen had Joe go down on her this time so I could watch his
technique and not just imagine what he was doing there under my desk. Rudy
kept under the sweetness under my desk and my orgasms blended together in
some sort of non-stop jolt of pleasure.
We finally were through.
"Rudy and Lance, you boys did a really great job and so you deserve a
big surprise." She told them they weren't getting a chance to audition for
the part in question, but she did have something good set up for them later
in the week. Another part they were sure to like. The lads put on their
clothes and left us knowing they were only one step away from stardom.
"Joe, come over here by the window." The three of us looked down from my
office window to the parking lot four stories below. Helen, pointed out a
Mercedes in the lot and told Joe it belonged to Bruce Reventlow, the
director of the big budget film. Bruce wanted to personally take Joe to
the audition and they would be going in his big car.
There was only one little remaining point.
"I don't know how to tell you this, Joe, but Bruce is expecting you to
drive over to the audition dressed in what you have on now. He was very
clear about this and said he needed to know if you were willing to do
whatever he told you to get the part. You can understand that, can't you?"
I guess he could because we got to watch him sneak out our office door
and press the button for the elevator. He was lucky. There was no one on
it when it stopped for him. I wondered if he would be as lucky as it went
down the four floors to the parking level.
We watched out the window as a parody of a woman tried to run to the
silver Mercedes parked in the back of the parking lot. Joe made good time
and soon found that the door to the car was locked. He ducked down and
waited until finally Bruce showed up and we could see the two of them
sitting in the front seat of the car as they drove toward Bruce's home
where the real audition would be held. Helen told me that Bruce promised
to video tape everything so we could see what Joe would have to do to get
the part.
We were still sitting in my office laughing about the fun we had with
the boys when our secretary, Parker, buzzed us and said the three girls
were here to talk about the part we had for them in the new Universal Film.
It sure is busy at the top, but we get by somehow.
The End
Katie McN <katiemcn@excite.com>
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How Could A Day Go Soo Wrong
By Paladin <rpaladin@ix.netcom.com>
The thrill of the unobstructed multiple lane freeway stretched out
before her lazily following the contour of the golden pasture land!
She was seated in a brand new RED Mercedes convertible!
The new car smell of virginal leather filled the air!
The wind blowing her long red hair .. added to the air of euphoria!
Could it get any better ?
A contented rich pampered Joan VanHooten just couldn't resist!
Her right foot just naturally sought out the floor ..
The speedometer climbed .. UP .. UP ..
AAAAAAARARRR!!!
The siren and the flashing red light in the grill of the unmarked police
car announced to Joan that she was 'busted' .. again ..
Knowing that running would only bring on the wrath of the law ..
something Joan had experienced before .. So Joan meekly slowed down,
pulled over, and stopped on the shoulder of the road.
The unmarked car pulled over and stopped behind her.
She began to primp, to try to sweet talk the policeman out of a ticket.
Joan opened all the buttons on her blouse .. to add to the view ..
then she planned when the man looked down in the red car he would be more
inclined to ..
...
To Joan's distress when she looked into her rear view mirror she saw a
large black WOMAN cop emerging from the police car.
Quickly Joan shifted her self in the seat and started to 'fix up' her
blouse.
The woman officer, sensing undo movement in the car, drew her service
weapon and shouted,
"Get those hands UP! or I'll ..."
Joan quickly gave up the attempt to fix up and raised her hands.
The sight of the black plastic 9 mm automatic, scared the pants off the
spoiled little rich girl.
"Please! Please .. Officer I.. "
"I said get them hands up and keep up there.." came the command from the
black woman who had now placed the round black 9 mm opening against Joan's
left ear.
"What were you reaching for bitch?" the officer demanded.
"I .. UM .. I.." Joan stammered ..
A soft black hand dipped down inside the gaping blouse and searched
around in there, for a while.
It came to rest cupping the soft left tit flesh that Joan had hopped to
influence her way out of a ticket with.
The black hand needed the mammary flesh and then ... grabbed it in a
vice like grip.
As the fist twisted the soft mammary flesh to the right, Joan tried to
lower her hands
..
"UHHHH UHH UHH .. " the voice beside her left ear cautioned as the
weapon poked at Joan's skull.
"Don't you move ... or I'll just twitch and someone will have to clean
your nasty brain matter off the nice new seat .. Understand?" the officers
voice demanded ..
"Please I .." Joan began ..
"I know what you'se gonna do bitch! You'se gonna try to bribe one of
those nice police man with this .." again the woman officer twisted the
left mammary flesh .. "Only thing is I don't be so easily influenced."
"Now your moving around when I came up here convinced me you have a
weapon in your car so I'm gonna search for it .. Starting with YOU!!" the
woman officers informed the cringing woman.
"You just stay real still and this won't take but a minute .. resist
and I'll finish the search after your ... well .. you know .."
Joan resolved to stay stark still through the search no matter what the
woman did..
The black officer pulled the blouse out of Joan's skirt and over her
long red lox.
Again the black hands descended and twisted the tight bra material up
over the top of the cringing tits.
A quick tug and the bra was also whisked over Joan's tits.
Joan was soo scared that she did not even protest.
"OK.. OK So where did ya hide it!" the black woman demanded of the now
half naked woman.
"I .. I .. don't kn.." Joan began.
"Do you task me for a fool bitch?"
"I seen them hands .. reach for something ." the officer said as she
grasped the skirt waist and dragged the half naked white woman up from the
drivers seat, over the car body and to the pavement.
Using the momentum and keeping Joan off balance the black officer
dragged Joan around to the front of her car.
There the officer flung Joan face down into the dirt. Placing her boot
on the naked back of her prisoner, the officer proceeded to divest the
woman of the rest of her clothing and shoes in no time ..
"Looks like you must of hidden it somewhere's else.. Don't worry bitch
I'll find it .. but for my safety I'll just secure you here for a while.."
As she said that, she cuffed Joan's right wrist and dragged her to a
stout low tree.
There the black woman secured the other cuff to a low hanging branch,
forcing our now nude Joan to sit or lay under the tree while the officer
went to search her car for the weapon..
Joan tried to cover herself with her left hand but .. well ..
The black woman returned with a small blue pistol.
"Told you I'd find it.." she said.
"NO NO That's n..." Joan began, but was silenced by the big black hole
of 9 mm pointing at her oh so naked body.
"Now we're gonna end this one of two ways .."
1. I drills ya right here .. uh during your resisting arrest .. or
2. You're gonna go out there confess to trying to kill me .. and then
surrender to me before my car tape camera.
"I'll give ya till three .. one t.."
"NO I'll confess .. I'll .."
"Now you're being sensible. Come on let's get out of these woods ..
might be snakes or chiggers.." the officer demanded..
The officer uncuffed the tree and places the other cuff on Joan's left
hand after passing it behind her back.
The officer dragged the now cuffed and nude Joan to the front of her
patrol car and demanded ..
"OK now confess .. why'd you try to draw on an officer of the law.."
Horrified Joan tried to reason with the obviously deranged woman.
The black officer went around to her car. Stopped her video camera and
returned ..
Now she explained to the 'nude suspect'.
"That's once .. I had to rewind the tape. Next time I'll just shoot ya
and keep the tape for my own private collection .. You understand me?"
With the black plastic pistol against her forehead Joan understood.
She stood up .. and .. under prompting explained that she hated had
been a friend and associate with 'Long Dong'. She was because of that
attempting to lure Chief HELEN to her death on this road..
When Helen was satisfied with the suspect, Joan's 'confession', she
opened the Mercedes's trunk and had a nude Joan get inside, for the trip to
Grady's fine training facility. There she would make many new friends in
the course of her training to become a willing new whore.
Yes Helen had a new candidate for Grady's training school and a nice
shiny red Mercedes convertable!
Upon arrival at the run down building Helen parked her new wheels and
shouted up to the unseen guards ..
"Grady get your ugly mug out here I got some poon to trade.."
A voice from the recesses of the building gave the illusion that the
building was replying,
"Who Dat be calling out to me?"
"Sucker you know who this is so get your black ass out here and let's
'gotiate .."
Slowly the door opened and the withered gray bearded Grady emerged
behind his chief lieutenant Rudy.
Cautiously the two men approached the large black police woman at the
rear of the brilliant convertible...
(Their predecessor had crossed this bitch and he was now pushing up
daises somewhere in an unmarked grave..)
Helen was standing there like a new mother and in a way she was .. She
was birthing a nude full grown woman, Joan into a new position .. Working
prostitute for new East Side Organization.
Joan looked up temporarily blinded by the light expecting the black
woman but them horrified to see she had invited a group .. the gray
bearded man, Grady, and his smiling henchman Rudy.
Rudy smiled and his gold teeth gleamed as he just naturally reached out
to asses the soft right tit flesh that Joan regarded as hers.
(She would learn different .. and soon ..)
The black paw needing the snowy white tit flesh caused Joan to try to
twist and turn away from the men's gaze.
"As you can see this here cunt be red headed .. I know that this un be
real marketable .. and if previous memory serves me .. She be having a
few friends that be wanting to pay for her services .. " Helen said in her
sales pitch..
"UM .. UM .. that red hared poon be real inviting .. but We gonna
have a time training it.. I couldn't give but say $ 500 for it." Grady
bargened ..
<When buying talent from a questionable source ..start out LOW!!> Grady
thought.
"$500 ... $500 you be crazy! Just look at that cunt.." Helen shouted..
All the while poor Joan was attempting to close her legs and extricate
her tit flesh from Rudy's right paw..
Helen had wedged open Joan's legs and was fingering the soft formally
hidden red curls for Grady's inquiring gaze..
"Well I don't know .. maybe I go $600 but .." Grady stated scratching
his gray beard in an attempt to appear uncertain of the female sex before
him.
"Get out the way sucker.." I go cross town and run her out of my office
afore I let a pimp like you'll do me that a-way.." Helen stated partially
closing the trunk lid..
"OK .. OK .. I tell ya what .. How bout I goes in halves with ya .. I
takes the cunt now .. trains it and you share in the profits.. OK??"
Grady postulates..
"Well OK but I gets copies of the tapes and you don't take to waxing the
bitch.. That red headed poon be her best feture.." Helen demanded.
Rudy 'helped' Joan out of the trunk with his tit-handle.
To her horror Joan not only found herself naked before the three blacks
but on a getto street in broad daylight..
Se did not offer any resistance as the larger black male, Rudy lead her
up the tenement steps as the older one paid Helen the $600 for her..
HOW COULD A DAY GO SOO WRONG FOR POOR JOAN!
Paladin <rpaladin@ix.netcom.com>
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