Message-ID: <29412asstr$984831001@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <nessus29@hotmail.com> From: "Louis Nessus" <nessus29@hotmail.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed X-Original-Message-ID: <F138tYwlib4g3Sv0YKp00001f9e@hotmail.com> X-OriginalArrivalTime: 17 Mar 2001 06:02:12.0137 (UTC) FILETIME=[CEF5F190:01C0AEA7] Subject: {ASSM} New Nessus"One Side of Another Conversation" (follow up and short) Date: Sat, 17 Mar 2001 07:10:01 -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 X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2001/29412> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, RuiJorge 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 you may be offended by such material, use your intelligence and read no further - delete the file. Otherwise ....enjoy! One Side of Another Conversation By Nessus "Darling, what are you doing down here in the kitchen? Martin does not like you in the house when he's here. Lucky I put my dressing gown on before I came down, you know he doesn't want you to see me naked." "I know it's cold in the garage but that's the way it is and you're not allowed to wear clothes when you're at home, just the chastity belt thing. Martin will get very upset if he finds you down here. Lucky for you he's asleep after fucking me three times. I honestly don't know where he gets the energy." "Darling, I know I never used to use language like that but Martin likes me to use it and, I must admit, I find it exciting. You should hear the two of us." "Don't be ridiculous, dear. We're not trying to turn you into a dog just because you have to sleep in the garage when Martin is here. There's a little mattress out there for you and a blanket so you can sleep while waiting for Martin to finish with me." "You're getting me angry going on about this dog thing! All right, I did put a dog collar on you and locked it with a padlock but that's just Martin's little joke. You know I have to do what he says and he thought it would be funny." "I can't unlock it, dear, Martin took the key. He was laughing when he took it and then he fucked me doggie style, calling me his little bitch while I went woof woof. Goodness, he makes me feel wonderful." "Enjoying this? How can you say that! I'm making the best of it, the best of an unusual situation, and you should do the same. It's your entire fault; no one made you steal that money and you could have chosen to go to prison. Anyway, that's water under the bridge now. Why are you doing sneaking in here after midnight?' "To see me? Why? Gracious, is it four weeks all ready? Let me look at the calendar. Well, look at that, there's a red circle around today's date." "I know I said a milking every four weeks but I've been so busy today. Can't it wait until tomorrow? One day surely won't make a difference." "Don't whine, darling, it's so annoying. Oh all right! Get your handcuffs out of the drawer there and go back to the garage. Put them on while I'll sneak upstairs to get the key "I know I took ages, darling, but Martin started to wake up and so I had to suck him off to get him back to sleep. It takes so long to get him to come. It is cold out here, isn't it? Good, you've locked your ankle to the bumper bar of the car. Now, here's the key to the chastity thing." "Look, I will get very cross if you keep trying to look up my dressing gown! Remember, Doctor Natalie said I don't have to take the chastity thing off to milk you!" "That's better. So you should apologise, too. Now, stop kissing my slippers and take the thing off so we can get on with it, it's cold here." "I was not laughing. It was just a little smile. Can you blame me? I've just spent an hour slurping on Martins cock and now I see your tiny thing. Is it hard yet? Oh, it is? I'm sorry but it is difficult to tell." "I don't know why you keep on asking! I can't touch you; Martin will simply not allow it. No, I don't have any of my panties. Martin and I were having a little giggle about things and I told him how you milked yourself in my panties. He got very cross and I promised that I wouldn't let you use my undies again." "We don't laugh about you at all. Goodness, you are so paranoid! Look, can't you just use your hand? It's not rocket science, you just wank off and it's over." "I can understand you want it to be special. Silly me thought only having it once a month would make it special. Let me see I put some old clothes out here to send down to the goodwill. Here we are, an old white half-slip; all satin and smooth." "Yes, you can use it. I don't wear it any more so away you go. My, it is cold in here." "You've finished? I must admit I missed it, you were so quick. Put the chastity thing back on and give me the key. Thank you, darling. Was that good for you? Just another four weeks to go." "Bother, I forgot to bring the handcuff key. Well, I'm not coming out here again so you'll have to wait until the morning. Hope I remember and don't drive off with you still handcuffed to the bumper bar. That would be a sight, wouldn't it? Old Mrs Whitehead next door would have a heart attack." "Good night, dear. Snuggle down in your blanket and you can keep the slip to remember your little moment of passion. I have to get back it, Martin is probably ready again." "Goodness, I don't know why you have to have a little cry after you get to spurt. I must say you're becoming very strange these days, dear. Goodnight." (Nessus29@hotmail.com) All my stories are archived at www.asstr-mirror.org As always, interested in your comments (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. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+