index


Message-ID: <28408asstr$979506601@assm.asstr-mirror.org>
From: "Louis Nessus" <nessus29@hotmail.com>
Mime-Version: 1.0
Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed
Subject: {ASSM} Tokens of Love 2: A Traditional Engagement Part 1/4
Date: Sun, 14 Jan 2001 16:10:02 -0500
Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail
Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d

This story is intended for the enjoyment of adults over the age of 18 or 
whatever the legal age is in your part of the universe. It contains fantasy 
scenes of graphic sexual activity.
   Please, if you are under the age of 18, or if such material will offend 
you, use your intelligence and read no further - delete file. Otherwise.... 
enjoy!

Distribute freely if you wish but please, not to minors

Tokens of Love 2: A Traditional Engagement Part 1/4


by Nessus

CB Mast FD


All Nessus stories are at www.asstr-mirror.org

I wandered in a daze for the next few days, keeping entirely to myself 
except for work. On Tuesday I showed up at Donalds and was immediately fired 
for my continual lateness. I didn't understand it, I had never been late but 
what was the point of arguing? You can't buck the system.

That night, I plucked up the courage to find Veronica to ask her permission 
to marry her daughter. "Mrs Ciccosa," I stammered as I approached her in the 
reading room.

She silently stared at me, inspecting the chain around my throat and I 
blushed a little, knowing she would notice the lack of tokens. She crossed 
her legs and I felt my poor cock flex in the chastity device. "Mrs Ciccosa," 
I repeated. "I request your permission to marry Luisa," I said formally.

"Billy, the tradition is you ask my permission to ask her. It is Luisa's 
decision."

"Do I have your permission?"

"Sit down, Billy. The truth is your prospects aren't that great."

"My prospects?" I asked faintly as I sat.

"I understand you've lost your job," she smiled and I was shocked she knew. 
Of course, the family owned Donalds! "Not a suitable prospect for my Luisa. 
Given you have the physical characteristics required but that is outweighed 
by your complete lack of prospects."

"I love your daughter, Mrs Ciccosa.".

Veronica studied me for a long moment. "I really think you do. You've 
willingly given yourself to the family traditions to be with her, " she 
observed and I flushed. "I'll employ you here as a general help around the 
house. When Luisa comes back, I will have made my decision. Acceptable?"

I was elated. At least I had a chance. "Yes Mrs Ciccosa," I said as I leapt 
to my feet.

"Good. Mr Ciccosa is arriving tomorrow and you will start your work in the 
morning."

My first job washing the windows and from there I saw Enrico drive up with a 
man I assumed was Caruso Ciccosa. He was tall and incredibly good looking 
with olive skin and steel grey hair. Veronica introduced me to him and I 
noticed he had four tokens on the chain around his throat. It was then that 
I recalled Dr Rombossi's comments about three tokens before marriage and 
five after.

Luisa's parents had dinner together and I was alone clearing the dishes when 
I heard muffled noises from upstairs. The house was in darkness and I crept 
along the corridor towards a pool of light. Warily, I peered around the 
corner and caught my breath in shock. The door to Veronica's bedroom was 
open and I saw her seated on a large chair, her skirt pulled up, while a 
naked man knelt between her legs, her fingers idly playing with his grey 
hair as he performed the task I now knew so well.

This erotic sight went straight to my confined cock and Veronica lifted her 
eyes to meet mine. Although I was in darkness, I'm sure she realised I was 
there for she smiled down the corridor and pulled her husband's head closer 
to her. Silently, I crept away with my cock throbbing.

The next night, I followed the same ritual, creeping down the hall to the 
sounds of a man's muffled pleadings. His time the sight was even more 
erotic. Caruso was bound spreadeagled and naked on the bed with his eyes 
blindfolded. Veronica was fully dressed and perched on the bed sipping a 
glass of wine while idly stroking her husband's rigid cock. He thrust to 
meet her hand while moaning.

Suddenly, Veronica stood and looked down the corridor again while Caruso 
begged her to continue. She smiled over the rim of her glass as she stared 
down the dark hall and I imagined she could see me while her husband's 
begging became more desperate. The smile was still on her face when she shut 
the door. I realised that Veronica was showing me the images of what 
marriage would be like. Suddenly, I recalled the first night in the garden 
and I realised Veronica had probably watched me earn my first token. I also 
recalled the flash of car lights held on me the second time in the sport 
scar. Luisa had displayed me to her mother twice and then her friends and I 
blushed at the humiliating memory
nessus29@hotmail.com

_________________________________________________________________________
Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com.

-- 
Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+
| alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> |
| FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html>  Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> |
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+
|Archive: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository |
|<http://www.asstr-mirror.org>, an entity supported entirely by donations.         |
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+