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Subject: {ASSM} {Thigh Vs. Thigh} "Thighs Wide Shut"  (F/Spanking, F/Mast)
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   This is a sexual story written and copyrighted by me, Shon Richards. 
Please don't post, repost or place on your website without asking me first.
This story contains a spanking so if that offends you, please go read
something else.  Send comments to shonrichardshsd@earthlink.com.

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   Thigh vs.  Thigh Thighs Wide Shut

   Bethany Taylor looked at the group of people assembled around her.  Few
of them were wearing clothes and those that were wearing clothes might as
well not be.  Bethany had never seen so many leather straps, crotch less
panties and naked breasts in her life.

   "Deviants, every one of them," Bethany muttered to herself.  She hated
coming undercover here, to the British Chapter of the Heaven's Ice club. 
It was an organization dedicated to spoiling their rich members with exotic
bondage games.  Leather gloves, wooden paddles and steel collars were
everywhere.

   The blonde agent was uncomfortable in her disguise as well.  It was a
standard outfit for this club and she despised it.  Her blonde hair was
wrapped into an elegant beehive that was a strain on her scalp.  Her dress
was a blue silk gown with a d colletage that did nothing to cover her
breasts.  In fact, it simply lifted her massive tits and held them on a
shelf, completely exposed.  The gown covered her legs completely, cascading
out in layers.  The out was formal and decadent at the same time and in
normal circumstances, she wouldn't have minded.  It was the fact that most
people were ignoring her that bothered her.

   "Perverts," Bethany muttered as three men walked by her without noticing
her big pink nipples.

   Bethany's mood sunk even further as a brunette walked over to her.  The
sexy woman was wearing a long red dress that clung to her body like a
second skin.  A slit traveled from her four-inch stiletto heel all the way
up to her hip.  When she walked, her bare perfect legs kept flashing the
viewer.  The dress was sleeveless and clung to her small breasts tightly.
Bethany frowned.  The brunette's breasts were small, but the nipples that
pressed against the fabric distracted people from thinking of cup sizes. 
She also hated the brunette's hair.  It was wet, dark brown and completely
comfortable looking.

   "Hello Bethany," the brunette said with a smile.

   "Go fuck yourself, Amy," Bethany responded.  She took a glass from a
passing leather waiter and downed it quickly.

   ~~~

   Amy Valentine smiled.  The Heaven's Ice Club was a second home to her,
and seeing Bethany uncomfortable just made her night.

   "I take it you are here for the Emerald Rod of Might like I am?" Amy
asked.

   Bethany looked at her nemesis oddly.  "Yes," she admitted.

   Amy nodded.  "My employers, Paragon Industries, own the company that
insured the Emerald Rod.  When it was stolen, they decided to recover it
rather than pay off the huge principle.  They heard the Emerald Rod was
here and since I was already a member, they sent me."

   Bethany moved out of the way of two crawling nude women on leashes. 
"Diligent Enterprises sent me to recover the Emerald Rod as well.  When we
heard that the eccentric millionaire, Mr.  Yugokumach, lost it recently,
our sources tracked it here."

   "What is your company's interest in the Rod?" Amy asked.  "I didn't
think a three foot long emerald in the shape of a cock would be in demand
for a major corporation.  She pinched the cheeks of a nude man wearing an
iron mask as she waited for Bethany's answer.

   Bethany laughed.  "We plan to break the Rod into smaller pieces.  If the
emerald is of the quality we think it is, we'll be able to use it for our
laser satellites."

   Amy nodded.  "It's a good idea.  Too bad you will be neutralized in
about one minute."

   Bethany smiled.  "And how will you do that?"

   Amy pointed to a man standing next to a bowl containing paper slips. 
The man was wearing a red robe that covered him from head to toe but the
staff he wielded marked him as someone important.  He pulled a piece of
paper from the bowl and pointed in the girls' direction.

   "Every night, the club has a lottery," Amy explained calmly.  "The
winner of the lottery is bound, gagged and spanked for the amusement of the
club.  You were just selected.  I bribed the man who runs the game for
tonight."

   Bethany revealed no distress.  "Bribed him?  What twisted, perverted
thing did you have to do?"

   "A hand-job," Amy answered.  "When you've had bondage, group sex and
belong to a club like this, the simplest pleasures are the rarest.  He
agreed instantly."

   Several large thugs worked their way through the crowd towards Bethany
and Amy.  The blonde cursed the fact that she had no weapons on her.  She
looked at Amy and sneered.

   "What's to prevent me from just making a run for it?" the blonde asked.

   "Oh," Amy said thoughtfully.  "Well, if you run away, then you won' know
what kind of poison I put in the drink you just consumed.  If you don't
know the poison, how can you counteract it?"

   Bethany froze in mid escape.  "Tell me the poison," she hissed, her
hands curling into fists.

   "I'll tell you once you're safely tied up," Amy said.

   Bethany growled and Amy just laughed.  The brunette watched with glee as
the three muscular men pinned Bethany's arms behind her and lead her to the
punishment bench.  Amy knew Bethany could incapacitate all three of them,
but she was forced to play the helpless blonde.  Amy followed behind the
group, intent on watching every moment.

   Bethany was gagged with a lovely white ballgag.  Amy reflected that it
was nice of Bethany to wear her hair up like that; it made it easier to gag
her.  Bethany was lifted up and her legs pulled apart.  The men set her
down on the high bench lengthwise, forcing her to straddle the bench.  Her
head was pushed down and her arms pulled out so that her chest was now
pressed down against the bench.  The blonde was instructed to grab a
leather loop and to pull.  When she did, a green light flashed over her.

   Amy moved next to Bethany and bent down to whisper.

   "The Heaven's Ice Club is real big on consent," Amy explained.  "As soon
as you let go of this hoop, you'll be let go, but listen first.  They
consider this punishment to be a test.  If you can hold on for the full
time of the spanking, you'll pass.  If you fail, then your membership is
revoked and they will throw you out.  You won't be able you tell them about
me either.  They'll dump you in the back of a car and drive you back to
town before they'll even consider removing that gag.  Your best bet is to
just endure, and hope they finish spanking you before I steal the rod."

   Bethany tried to say something, but the gag muffled her.  Amy took a
guess.

   "The poison?" Amy asked.  "It's a special drug my company designed to
help me become a member.  It's called Trans-Bliss and it works on your
nerves and converts any pain you feel to pleasure.  It lasts for about a
few hours.  It's not deadly at all, but it might distract you during your
punishment."

   Amy smiled.  She loved that look of hatred in Bethany's eyes.  The
brunette pulled a pin out of the blonde's hair and laughed as the elegant
coif fell over Bethany's face.

   "Goodnight, Bethany," Amy taunted.  "I have an emerald to steal."

   ~~~ Bethany was ready to scream with rage but the ballgag prevented any
such luxury.  She didn't know if she believed Amy's story about a
pleasure-inducing drug, but she knew one thing for certain: She was holing
on to this rope.  Bethany was determined to outlast this silly spanking
ritual and reveal to the entire club that Amy was a thief.

   The hem of her dress was lifted and the crowd applauded at the sight of
Bethany's ass.  Scissors cut away her black panties and Bethany flinched as
several hands pinched her exposed cheeks.  She tried to turn her head to
see who was spanking her, but her dress was being held up like a curtain.
All Bethany could do was listen to her body to tell her what was happening.

   The waiting got to her.  They didn't seem to be doing anything. 
Bethany's face flushed as she heard the comments the crowd made about her
ass.  She felt exposed and for an agent like her, that was a feeling she
was trained to avoid.  Her thighs gripped the bench tighter as she waited
for the inevitable.

   It finally came.  A hard paddle came crashing down on her ass, shocking
her out of her tension.  Her thighs clenched around the wooden bench as
pain raced spread through her ass.  The crowd cheered at the first blow and
at how energetic Bethany's ass jumped.

   "The bitch was lying!" Bethany moaned through her gag.  "Pleasure
inducing drugs my sore ass!"

   ~~~

   Amy Valentine let the unconscious guard hit the ground gently.  He was a
member of the same club after all.  She hated using that nerve pinch on
him, but in the end, he probably enjoyed it.

   She picked the lock leading to the treasured phallus and stepped quietly
inside.  Sitting in the middle of the room on top of a pedestal, was the
Emerald Rod.  Amy whistled softly at the magnificent sight.  The other
treasures of the room were forgotten as she looked on her target.

   The sinister Mr.  Yugokumach found the Emerald Rod recently through
unknown means.  No one knew where it came from, though legend has it that
the decadent priests of biblical Sodom used it in their rituals.  Wherever
it came from, it was beautiful.  It stood three feet tall, and was carved
from a single emerald.  Shaped like a man's cock, the mere sight of it made
Amy weak in the knees.  It would be impossible to mount, but Amy wasn't
sure if she would try anyway.

   Amy slipped a pair of shades from her belt and looked at the room.  It
was as she expected.  Laser lights crossed over the room, weaving a web
that would sound alarms if crossed.  Amy tried to locate the source of the
beams, but she quickly deducted that it wouldn't be an easy fix this time.
She was just going to have to go in there and get it.

   The beams were too tight to simply crawl in there.  At least, not with
Amy's dress.  The leggy agent peeled her dress off, stepping out of its
confining limits.  The stiletto heels had to go too.  She wasn't wearing a
bra so that was one less constriction to worry about.  The red thong she
was wearing had to come off too.  It was great for the high slit on the
dress, but she didn't need it riding her ass while she worked.

   Amy approached the beams, completely nude.  She pinned her hair back
with the pin she stole from Bethany.  She allowed herself a moment's
thought about the blonde.

   "I wonder if the drug kicked in yet?" she wondered.

   ~~~

   "Fuck!" Bethany tried to yell through her gag.  Her ass was on fire. 
She didn't know who was spanking her but she suspected it was several
people.  Some times the blows to her buttocks would be so hard; her ass
would burn with heat.  Other times, the blows were mere taps that only
humiliated her with their casual touches.  Bethany's face blushed as she
considered that maybe everybody was getting a turn on her poor ass.

   Bethany's fingers were sweaty as they held onto the leather hoop.  Her
nipples were sore from rubbing against the hard wood and her hair was
constantly in her face.  It didn't matter.  Bethany had to hold on in order
to stay inside the club.

   It wasn't easy getting your ass spanked in a scene of public
humiliation, but that was why they paid industrial spies like Bethany the
large paychecks.  She clenched her eyes shut and tried to imagine the
cellar of wine she was going to buy with this paycheck.

   The spanking stopped for a moment, most likely to pass the paddle onto
someone else.  As Bethany waited for the paddling to resume, she noticed a
strange warmth spreading through her.  The pain of her cheeks was fading
and being replaced with a pleasant tingling.  The blonde moaned as the
warmth washed over her body, setting her skin on fire with a sensual flame.

   WHACK!  The paddle came down on Bethany's ass, and it felt like the
thrust of a cock to her sex.  Bethany bit down on the ballgag as her
clitoris throbbed.  The unknown person continued to spank her but all
Bethany felt was repeated blasts of pleasure.  Every hit of the paddle set
her body aflame with another burst of bliss.

   "We have got to get some of that Trans-Bliss!" Bethany thought to
herself as the paddling brought her more joys than she thought possible.

   ~~~

   Amy was on her belly, crawling under red beams that threatened her
mission.  Her special sunglasses allowed her to see the beams but it
required incredible control over her body to move past them.  Flat against
the floor, the nude agent allowed herself a smile.

   "There's no way that Bethany could have crawled through here with her
floatation devices," Amy laughed.

   Muscular legs propelled her body along the floor, her ass clenching as
her thighs spread wide to move her.  A safe spot allowed her to raise
herself up on two arms, her back arching back as she avoided the beam that
hovered in front of her face.  She looked at the beams around her, and then
dropped back to the floor.  There was a spot that would allow her to stand,
but it was another five feet away.

   Like a snake her body crawled across the floor.  Her muscles rippled
under tanned skin as she swept arms and legs under the lasers.  Only a
single trickle of sweat down her back betrayed the effort involved.

   When she reached the standing spot, she rolled over onto her back.  Amy
sat up in the free space, her sunglasses revealing the myriad of beams
around her.  Planting her hands on the ground, she lifted her ass off the
floor and slowly pulled her legs in under her.  She trembled slightly and
her chest raised and fell rapidly as her arms ached.  Still she did not
rush and it took her a full two minutes to pull her legs into the safe
zone.

   Amy stood up.  The agent was so close now; she didn't mind the dirt and
dust that was clinging to her nude body.  Most of the beams were aimed
directly at the floor now, so she would have to step her way over. 
Balanced on one leg, Amy brought her other leg up till it was even with her
hip.  She pushed the raised leg out and over the laser beam that was
slightly above crotch height.  Amy had to bend over to avoid another beam
and in this compromising position, she lowered her leg till she was on the
tips of her toes.

   Now she was straddling a laser beam, bent over and delicately balanced
on her toes.  Amy took a deep breath.  Her thighs ached, but she was too
professional to notice.  There was only one problem Amy concerned herself
with, and that was the delicate drop of sweat that was on her left nipple,
ready to fall and pass through the laser.

   Amy looked in horror at her tanned breast.  A single drop of sweat had
collected on the tip of her nipple, and she was forced to stay bent over,
meaning the drop would fall straight down.  The agent bit her lips and
tried to think of something.  All she could really do was try to hurry and
cross the beam before her sweat betrayed her.

   On raised toes, Amy shifted her weight.  Standing now completely on the
tip of one foot, she raised her other leg and folded it till her ankle was
touched her ass.  Amy watched the drop of sweat the entire time she moved,
praying that the sweat would cling to her brown nipple.

   She spun slightly, and brought her leg down on the other side.  Taking
one tiny step back, Amy moved out from under the laser beam.  As she moved,
her small breast jiggled, and the drop fell.

   Amy bit her lip and watched as the sweat missed the laser and splashed
on the floor.

   "Damn," Amy breathed.  "And I thought Bethany would be having the hard
time."

   ~~~

   Bethany was in heaven.  She didn't even feel the paddle anymore.  All
she felt were sharp increases of pleasure when the paddle touched her. 
Thousands and thousands of shocks were striking her sex and Bethany was in
the throes of orgasm.

   Her nipples were as hard as diamonds, pressing against the harsh wood of
the bench.  That felt great to her to.  She rubbed herself against the
table as she was spanked, humping the bench wantonly, seeking more
sensations to get off on.  Even her hair was turning her on.  The pile of
blonde locks that covered her face felt like lovers caresses and she wished
she didn't have the ballgag to stop her from exclaiming her bliss.

   The paddling continued and Bethany almost released the leather hoop in a
swoon.  Her pussy was clenching against empty air as she climaxed.  She
could feel the puddle forming on the bench from her desire but she didn't
care.  Bethany felt the paddle increase in force and it gave her a multiple
orgasm that made her cry with sheer pleasure.

   Behind Bethany, several members of the Heaven's Ice club looked at the
blonde that was humping their punishment bench.  She soaked the wood with
her sex and her thighs were warping the wood with intense squeezing.  The
sounds of her moaning under her ballgag were impossible to ignore.

   A man wearing a rubber duck mask and a chain dangling from his pierced
balls shook his head.

   "Have some fucking respect for your self," he muttered as he paddled her
ass.

   ~~~

   Amy finally reached the Emerald Rod of Lordly Might.  She had to climb
directly onto the pedestal, balancing herself with the massive emerald on
the marble pillar.  She almost lifted it heavy phallus, but she noticed
something odd about the pillar she was on.  The top was a weight trigger
and if she removed the phallus, the trigger would activate.

   "Fuck!" Amy growled.  There was no other choice.  She tapped a button on
her sunglasses.  It was a distress signal to a company helicopter.  The
helicopter would come get her, but the fuel and ammo costs would be
deducted from her paycheck.

   It wasn't easy being a spy for a major corporation and having to
retrieve three foot long ruby cocks from a club of sexual explorers, but
then, that's why they paid agents like Amy the big money.  As she squatted
beside the emerald Rod, Amy thought about the diamond tiara she was going
to buy with the money from this job.

   ~~~

   Bethany was in a warm sea of bliss.  A touch on her shoulders was giving
her after shocks from the dozens of orgasms she experienced.  Only when the
ballgag was removed did she realize the paddling was over.

   "I said it's over!" a voice repeated.  "You can get up now."

   Bethany opened her eyes and sat up.  When her pink ass touched the
bench, she nearly fell over from the orgasm she had.  Hands gripped her
shoulders and she looked at the men holding her with a dreamy look in her
blue eyes.

   "What a slut," one of them muttered.

   She ignored it.  Through her orgasm-induced haze, a single thought came
to the surface.  Bethany remembered her mission.

   "Wait, I need to tell you something," Bethany gasped.  She was
distracted by the wonderful way her sore ass felt on the warm wood.  "The
emerald Rod of Lordly Might is being stolen.  We need to stop Amy Valentine
before she escapes!"

   ~~~

   Amy waited.  The helicopter would be here shortly, but there was nothing
to do.  She squatted.  She waited.  She looked at the laser beams with her
glasses.

   The Emerald Rod was sitting right there in front of her.  She looked at
it, amazed at its craftsmanship.  It was the kind of thing she expected to
see in a temple, surrounded by angry priests feeling inadequate.  The crown
of the phallus was so realistic that Amy was having dirty thoughts.

   "I do have time to kill," Amy said to herself.  It was better than
admitting how aroused she was.  The Heaven's Ice Club has been a favorite
vacation spot for years.  Coming here today purely for the mission was
unfair to her libido.  She saw so many attractive people today and she
hadn't allowed herself a single stroke.

   Once Amy had justified the act in her mind, she went to work.  She stood
on the pedestal and placed both feet on either side of the phallus.  She
bent over to grab the Rod with both hands to steady herself as she lowered
her sex down.  Squatting onto the phallus, she rested her pussy on the
round tip.

   "Oh!" Amy gasped, feeling the cold emerald cock press against her sex.
The Emerald Rod was smooth to the touch and Amy enjoyed rubbing her pussy
over the massive phallus.  It was impossible to attempt to get it inside
her, but Amy spread her pussy with her fingers and allowed the Emerald Rod
to touch the pink inside.

   Amy trembled as she settled onto the oversized cock of the Emerald Rod.
Using her incredible balance, Amy rocked back and forth across the round
tip.  The impossible size of the phallus excited her, making her ache to be
filled by it.  This was such a dirty thing to do to such a priceless
artifact; her nipples were hard just thinking about it.  After crawling
through the lasers, having the opening of her sex filled was the perfect
distraction.

   Her hand went to her clitoris, which was emerging, from its hood.  Amy
stroked her clit, imagining that the entire Emerald Rod was inside her. 
The marble pedestal held her weight as she slowly fucked herself on top of
the Emerald Rod.  All of the sensual sights she saw today raced through her
mind as she masturbated, including a few images of imagining Bethany on the
punishment bench.

   The Emerald Rod pulsed inside Amy and she couldn't tell if it was her
imagination or not.  The dirty nude agent just fucked herself harder.  It
felt like the Emerald Rod was shrinking slightly, shifting to get inside of
her but she didn't care.  The feeling of rod as it expanded her was
intense; stretching Amy beyond what she thought was possible.

   Amy stroked her clit fasted.  The Emerald Rod was now slippery from her
secretions and very warm.  Her thighs clenched around the three foot long
phallus, clutching it as her fingers brought her nearer and nearer to
personal nirvana.

   "Yes!" Amy screamed.  The Emerald Rod vibrated with the force of her
orgasm.  Shuddering, the agent never lost her balance.  Her thighs clenched
the gem in gratitude as the spasms spread through her body.

   That was when the door opened.

   "Oh shit," Amy said, still sitting on top of the Emerald Rod."

   ~~~ Bethany stood there as dumb founded as the rest of the Heaven's Ice
club.  They had opened the doors to the resting place of the Emerald Rod of
Might only to see that slut, Amy, humping the fuck out of the priceless
gem. Bethany grimaced as she thought about having to carry the desecrated
artifact when she stole it later.

   "What are you waiting for?  Go get her!" Bethany yelled.  The blonde
would have nailed Amy herself, but she was unable to stand up straight
after so many orgasms.  She had been carried in by one of the more muscular
deviants who worked here.  It was difficult to be a good agent when you
were someone else's arms.

   "There is no need," someone said.  "This is the only door out.  Besides,
the police are coming.  Why don't we watch her fuck the Emerald Rod some
more?"

   "Because she will escape, dumb-ass!" Bethany yelled.

   "What's that noise?" someone said.  Bethany detected the faint buzz of a
helicopter.

   "Oh shit," Bethany said.

   An explosion destroyed the far wall but Bethany was already rolling out
of the arms of the man carrying her.  The crowd of club members screamed
and ran for cover.  Debris was everywhere and the alarms were ringing
loudly in everyone's ears.  Bethany looked up to see Amy standing proudly
on the pedestal with the Emerald Rod of Lordly Might in her hands.

   Bethany watched Amy laugh as she leaped from the pedestal to the hole in
the wall.  The brunette grabbed a rope ladder that had been dropped for her
and took one last look at Bethany who was still on the floor.

   "Was this what you were looking for?" Amy taunted, holding the sparkling
Emerald Rod up for Bethany to admire as the helicopter lifted Amy away.

   "Cram it up your ass!" Bethany shouted as Amy flew away.

   Amy considered it.

   The end

   If you enjoyed this story, please let me know at
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