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Subject: {ASSM} "On the Razor's Edge" [Dancer] (MF caution)
Date: Wed,  7 Nov 2001 14:10:10 -0500
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Editor's Note: Another tale (within a tale?) of Slade & Grace; if you don't
know what I'm talking about, go check out "Reservations" first - it'll be
worth it.  Oh, and I gave "caution" for surprise effect as much as warning
- there's some potential 'squicks', but a full list appears at the start of
the attachment if you're worried.

   I tried to get this whole series out in time for Halloween, but life
happens; it's close enough...

   Anyway: 18 or younger; scram.  People easily upset; read at your own
risk & we disclaim any responsiblity for any that happens if you do.:)
Everyone else; enjoy privately (Bern Convention on copyrights applies)

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   Disclaimer Notice: Please do not read the following story if you are (1)
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   For the first story of Slade and Grace, read 'Reservations'.  Enjoy!!

   On The Razor's Edge (MF, Mdom, oral, anal, bd, cons, magic, viol,
caution)

   Dancer 2001 (c)

   I laved my tongue up and down the broad length of Slade's cock, teasing
him to the brink of pleasure.  I slowly closed my lips around the middle of
his shaft and began sucking.  He, in turn, lapped at the maroon flesh of my
cunt lips, licking away the creamy trickle seeping out of my hole.  Whoever
thought up this particular position was definitely male.  I couldn't keep a
decent pace of bobbing my mouth along his cock while he ate me out.  My
right hand took over; pumping his lifeless rod in my fist as mews and
whimpers of ecstasy escaped my mouth.

   Slade removed his tongue from my pussy and I moaned in frustration.  I
sensed his smile at my slutty behavior.  "Grace, I want another story. 
Will you tell me one if I promise to bathe you?" He gave a broad lick up
the crack of my ass, holding the globes apart as he wiggled his tonguetip
against my nether hole.

   "All right," I pouted, knowing I had to smell pretty ripe.  Slade had
captured me a week ago outside a movie theater and, after having sex every
day and night, I started to notice my own pungent aroma.  I eased myself
off his body and draped my feet over the edge of the bed.  He sat up, then
got to his feet and offered me a hand up.  He led me to the bathroom and
started running a hot bath while I relieved myself.  "What kind of story do
you want?"

   "An erotic one, of course," he answered readily.  He helped me climb
over the side of the marble tub and I sank down into the heated water with
a sigh.

   ======

   They met in a world that did not exist; a world locked in a computer
program, a world of virtual reality.  Both entered this world for their own
reasons.  He, because of his amputated legs, and she, because he was there.
The program was created to help quadriplegics enjoy the things they were
unable to do; run, talk, play.  Tyler Noonen was the first to test out the
virtual reality in the laboratory and thoroughly enjoyed the experience. 
Enough to sneak in when the computer science building was closed during the
early morning hours Sunday.  He donned the necessary equipment - a visor
and gloves - and let the door to his new world open.

   Unbeknownst to Tyler, a young woman who worked in the lab had copied the
code and altered it so it became a fantasy world where she could engage and
explore her darkest sexual secrets.  Dani Reilly wanted to create a place
where she wouldn't get caught acting out bondage games with some S&M thrown
in along the way.  She didn't have a lover at the moment and thought a
nameless, computergenerated dominator should fulfil her inner erotic
fantasies.  From the relative safety of her dorm room, Dani put on the
visor and gloves, sank back in her padded desk chair and allowed herself to
be swept into virtual reality.

   Dani found herself wrapped tightly in a diver's wetsuit; her arms bound
to her sides and her legs together.  She lay on her back on an examination
table.  She opened her eyes and discovered she couldn't see.  A hood of
similar material covered her entire head with a narrow slit around her
nostrils so she could breathe.  The table was cool against her rear,
telling her that part of her body was exposed for a reason.  She wiggled
her feet to see if they were attached to a chain or manacled to the table.
Twin, searing pinpoints of pain exploded around her breasts, causing her
torso to jolt with shock.  Something slammed across her middle just under
her ribcage that pinned her flat onto the examination surface and her feet
were hoisted high in the air above her head.  Now her rear was off the
table and vulnerable to whatever the computerized dominator decided to do
with it.

   Tyler stretched his arms above his head and flexed the muscles in his
legs.  It felt wonderful to stand on his own again, without the aid of
false limbs or crutches.  He took stock of his surroundings, noting he was
standing outside a closed door instead of the playground he usually
appeared in.  He shrugged and grasped the handle of the door, pushing it
open silently.  A female voice greeted him as he entered.  "Welcome.  The
cunt is ready for you."

   "Excuse me?" Tyler blurted out, scanning the laboratory in front of him.
He spied a large examination table with a bound figure strapped onto its
surface.  The person's legs were held directly above his or her face by a
length of chain attached to a pulley system in the ceiling.  "This
definitely is not what I expected," he said to himself as he walked
cautiously toward the person.  He saw rows and rows of sadomasochistic
implements lining the walls as he came nearer the bound person, whose bare
bottom was raised off the table.  As Tyler stared at the naked bottom, he
knew whoever this was was female because her pussy was also bared to his
gaze.  Unable to stop himself, he reached out, stroked a finger across one
white globe and felt the muscles ripple under his touch.

   "Engaging program alpha-two-zero," the computer stated.  A robotic arm
ejected from the end of the table, unfurled to a squared angle and probed
its phallusshaped tip into the woman's puckered asshole.  When the probe
was completely sheathed, it began to shift side-to-side and the woman
moaned.  Tyler's brows shot into his hairline as he watched her be buggered
and if her moans were anything to go by, she was enjoying it.  Soon, her
body quivered and dribbles of thick fluids flowed from her pussy. 
"Response to anal stimulation: good," the computer intoned.  "Continue?"

   Dani waited for her master to give the okay but he said nothing.  The
voice in her head begged for him to continue the program.  She'd been good
to cum quietly while he watched and so wanted to feel a larger phallus in
her rectum.  This would be just like him to deny her and she loved him all
the more for it.

   "Um, sure," Tyler answered the computer, wondering what would happen. 
"Continue the program." He crossed his arms in front of his chest as the
probe swelled to the width of a male penis and stretched the tight
sphincter farther open.  This time, the probe moved in and out of the
woman's hole slowly instead of sideways like before.  How much control do I
have?  He thought and suddenly decided to test his theory.  "Computer,
increase thrusting."

   "Increasing to mark two speed," the computer replied and the probe
started plunging in faster.

   "Oh," Dani groaned as her rectal muscle clenched around the phallus. 
She clamped her mouth shut, hoping her master hadn't heard but secretly
praying he had.  Her ass tensed as she waited for the sting of his hand
spanking her.  But nothing happened and she thrashed against the table. 
This was her little virtual fantasy!  How dare her creation think for
itself!  Immediately, the computer compensated for Dani's reaction and sent
brands of heat to the fabric around her nipples.  It felt as if her nipples
were tugged hard away from her breasts, then whipped furiously with a
length of wire.  "Oh God!  Stop!  Please stop, Master!" Dani cried out
hoarsely, tears leaking from the corners of her closed eyes.

   Tyler sympathized for her and ordered the computer to end the program.
The robotic probe removed itself from her sphincter and returned inside the
table.  "The cunt deserves punishment," the computer stated.  "Engaging
program alphaseven."

   "No!" Tyler commanded to no avail.  The material around Dani's throat
constricted suddenly, cutting off her oxygen.  She gagged against the
sensation and struggled to breathe as she arched violently.  Suspended
between life and death for a few moments, Dani orgasmed and a torrent of
cream poured out of her vagina.

   "Response to punishment: excellent.  Ending program alpha-seven," the
computer droned.  The material at her neck went slack and Dani sucked in
much-needed oxygen through her nose.  Tyler could make out the rise and
fall of her chest and breathed a sigh of relief that the woman was still
alive.  He stepped up to the table and pressed a couple of fingers against
her neck, feeling the throbbing pulse through the material.

   "What do I do now?" he asked under his breath.  Dani went rigid at his
question as she realized this was not her computer master.

   "Who are you?" she whispered harshly.  "How did you get into my
program?" The wetsuit hiding her body disappeared and she lay naked and
vulnerable to the intruder.  She blinked to focus her sight on the man.  He
looked well muscled across the chest and shoulders, someone she might not
overpower to escape.  She fought against the chain binding her ankles and
the thick leather strap immobilizing her waist to the table.  "Don't touch
me," she growled as the hand at her throat roamed downward along her
shoulder.

   Tyler backed away with both hands in a surrendering position.  "Hey,
sorry.  I just wanted to make sure you were all right after being
punished." Dani's cheeks glowed pink and she turned to look away.  He paced
around the room, asking, "What's all this for anyway?  Some kind of
experiment or something?" He traced the length of chain attached to her
feet with his right hand, testing the tension.  "Is this for a Psych
class?"

   "No, it's for my personal use," she replied, her eyes gazing at his
toned arm.  "I know you're going to ask, so I'll try to tell you about it.
I always wanted to play around with bondage and discipline and S&M for a
few years but never trusted my past boyfriends enough.  I copped the
computer code for the project where they're helping handicapped people play
in virtual reality and changed the parameters to suit my needs.  Now I can
be dominated and punished in a safe environment.  And if you leave, I can
get back to enjoying myself."

   He stood at the foot of the table and stroked his callused palms along
her calves.  "I'll leave if you promise me something," he stated.  "Meet me
at the swimming pool in the Phys.  Ed.  building tomorrow."

   "Okay," she agreed, wondering what she'd gotten herself into.  "How will
I know who you are?"

   "I look out there pretty much like I do in here," he responded, then
bent his mouth down to her gaping pussy and kissed her intimately.  Dani
gasped at the shocking behavior and felt her channel clench at his touch,
more cunt cream oozing out of her slick slit.

   The feminine computer voiced its findings.  "Response to the master's
oral stimulus: within normal parameters."

   * * *

   Tyler swam his tenth lap freestyle, strengthening his upper torso as he
pulled his lower body through the water.  He reached the cement wall of the
pool and draped his folded arms along the rough edge.  He gave his wet hair
a shake, breathing deeply and waiting for the woman he'd met in virtual
reality to show up.  A woman strolled through the door of the women's
locker room clad in a navy blue swim suit with a white towel slung over one
shoulder.  She slowed her walking when she noticed him at the pool's edge
and glanced around the area.  They were the only people there.  Tyler
recognized her and motioned her to come over with a nod.

   She quickly approached, seated herself next to his elbow and let her
bare feet dangle in the cool water.  "Hi," she said shyly.

   "Hi yourself," he replied, shifting his position until his arms were on
either side of her thighs.  Automatically, she parted her knees and allowed
him to slip into the space between them.  He moved his hands up to her
back, holding her in place tenuously.  He nuzzled the silky flesh of her
inner thigh with his cheek and flicked his tongue under the seam of her
suit.

   She flinched and tried to scoot away but Tyler held her firmly.  "What
are you doing?" she squeaked, pushing futilely at his shoulders.

   "Shh, it's okay.  I won't hurt you," Tyler soothingly answered.  His
lips and teeth maneuvered the crotch of her suit out of the way enough for
him to lap his tongue along the sparse hairs of her cunt lips.  She was
damp, her honey soaked the panel of the swimsuit and the bitter aroma drove
him crazy.  "Take off your suit," he told her.

   "No way!" she retorted.  He hugged her around the ribs and dragged her
into the water, using his left hand to push off the wall.  She shrieked
girlishly and clung to his strong arms as he carried her to the center of
the pool.

   He clapped his free hand over her mouth, whispering, "Be quiet. 
Please?" He saw her nod slowly and he released her mouth, then imprisoned
it with his own.  He slid his tongue over her teeth, kissing her deeply
while treading water.  Tyler broke away as she started to respond and asked
her again to remove her swimwear.  She hesitated.  "Look," he said.  "If
you don't want this, I'll give you the opportunity to leave."

   "You're a better swimmer than I am.  I wouldn't stand a chance."

   "You would if you got out the pool." Tyler rolled his eyes and pressed
their bodies as close together as possible, rubbing the stump of his left
leg along her whole right one.  "I'm a double amputee.  No legs below the
knee, see?  I won't be able to chase after you get on land."

   "But-" Dani exclaimed.

   Tyler nodded.  "I know.  I had legs in the VR.  I'm a whole man when I'm
inside the program.  In the real world, I cruise around campus in a
wheelchair."

   "So in the water, you compensate." Her hands strayed to the nape of his
neck, toying with a damp lock of hair.  "My name's Dani.  Dani Reilly."

   "Tyler Noonen, nice to meet you again," he replied with a smile.  Dani
pushed away and he let her go, hoping she wasn't ready to swim away.  She
waved her hands through the water and kicked her legs a little to create
some distance between her and Tyler.

   "Can I ask you something?"

   "Sure, I guess."

   "Do you live off-campus?"

   He frowned slightly, expecting her to ask how he lost his legs instead
of his address.  "Uh, yeah.  On Westwood Drive in the yellow apartment
building on the east side of the street." Dani swam closer to him, her
cheeks pink and her breath warm against his lips as she inquired further.

   "Roommates, or do you live alone?"

   "There is only me, Dani," he whispered.  "No roommates, no girlfriend,
no live-in help."

   "Good," she stated and brushed her mouth lightly against his.  "I can
get a hold of another set of VR gear from the Comp.  Sci.  department and
send it over to you in a couple a days.  It'll take that long to rewrite
some code so you can take over the role of my master."

   "You trust me?  We just met." He was amazed at Dani's change of heart.
"Or do you feel safer with me in a pretend world?"

   She smiled coyly as she answered, "Maybe.  Maybe I like being restrained
and molested by a computer while you watch.  And I know you like watching,
don't you, Tyler?" She didn't wait to hear his response, swimming to the
edge of the pool and pulling herself out of the water.

   * * *

   Later that week, Dani's promised delivery arrived.  Tyler opened the
carton and withdrew a black visor, a pair of gloves, several cables and a
handwritten note.  The note gave him instructions on how to install the
equipment to his computer, the address of a server and scenario commands
keyed to his voice.  How Dani created a voice access for him, he didn't
know but suspected she'd inputted his name as the true identity of her
'master'.  Also stated was a time when he should log on, a few hours from
now.  It took him those hours to hook up the visor and gloves via the
provided cables to his computer.  He typed in the server's address through
email, slipped on the gloves and visor and waited.

   Once again, he stood outside a closed door.  This time, a numeric pad
was added beside the handle with a narrow gap at the top where a card could
be slipped through.  "Welcome," the computer stated in its familiar female
voice.  "Please slide university identification in lock to verify." Tyler
fumbled for his wallet in his back pants pocket, flipped it open and
removed his laminated I.D.  He slid the card in the space provided.  A
moment later, the computer said, "Identity confirmed.  Welcome, Tyler
Noonen." He heard a click and the door went ajar.  He entered the room and
discovered a totally naked Dani tied in the center of the room.

   Her wrists were tied together high above her head and chained to a large
hook in the ceiling.  Her feet were spread wide apart and leather cuffs
circled her ankles with a metal ring at each heel attached to the floor. 
He walked across the room toward her, stopping directly before her.  Her
eyes were smiling when she saw him there and he noticed the dampness
painted along her upper thighs.  Small, closely-linked chains wrapped
around her thighs with a set of evil looking metal clamps buried in the
puffy, swollen flaps of her outer labia, forcing her lips open and baring
her dripping slit.  A cloth gag was stuffed in her mouth to prevent her
speaking.

   Tyler's cock erected at the sight of Dani so vulnerable.  He wanted
badly to tear his clothes off and sink his thick prick in her exposed cunt.
But he held himself in check, knowing Dani wanted to be commanded and
controlled by him.  "Computer, engage program Tyler-one," he ordered.  A
panel in the floor between Dani's spread legs slid open and a twin-pronged,
robotic arm appeared with a slender, rubber phallus on one probe and a fat,
beaded phallus on the second.  The thinner dildo poked at Dani's asshole,
pushing its way beyond her snug muscle.  The thicker one slipped
effortlessly inside her pussy and both probes began thrusting themselves
lazily in and out of her two holes at alternating times.

   He gazed at her shuddering, sweat-covered body as she tried vainly to
keep still while the robotic probes raped her.  Her eyes glazed over and
she bit down hard on the gag between her teeth, moaning.  Her breasts
jiggled at every thrust, the nipples diamond hard points atop wrinkled,
ruddy areola.  Tyler strolled nonchalantly to his willing captive and felt
the erect nubs brush against his shirtfront.  "Computer, insert probes and
cease thrusting," he stated boldly and narrowed his eyes to slits as Dani
quivered before him.  He cupped the white globes of her bosom and placed a
thumb and index finger at each tip.  "What are the results of this
exercise?"

   "The cunt is extremely close to orgasm," the computer replied blandly.

   "Yes, I realize that," he said.  "Computer, advance to Tyler-one-alpha."
He let her breasts go as a strap of brown leather appeared at his feet.  He
picked the piece of animal hide up, wrapped a third of the length around
his palm and fingered the end with his free hand.  The last four inches
were painfully rough to his touch, the nap combed into rising to brittle
spikes.  He brought his right arm back and swung in an underhand motion,
watching Dani's eyes widen as the hurtful whip snapped against her tender,
inner cunt lips.  She cried out in a muffled whimper as sensations of
pleasurable pain bloomed throughout her groin.  "Increase thrust to medium
speed," Tyler demanded in a tone that was unlike his personable nature.

   Dani was ready to explode.  The anal and vaginal probes pistonned in and
out of her nether holes and it felt like she was getting fucked by two
eager, young bucks.  And the flogging!  It was something she'd never felt
before.  Her defenseless pussy was on fire as he whipped the slick folds
mercilessly and she prayed he would not stop beating his cunt slave.

   ======

   "You can weave a delightful tale, Grace," Slade murmured as he massaged
my wet hair dry with a towel.  I looked at the stone floor, embarrassed by
his praise.  We sat before a blazing fire, both of us nude and refreshed
from a soothing bath.  His erection occasionally brushed against my hip as
he leaned behind me, rubbing the soft fabric along my scalp.  "I have
noticed the prevalence of anal stimulation in your stories," my vampire
lover whispered in my right ear.  "And that is the only way I have not
fucked you."

   I tried to reply but my voice caught.  I could picture the scene
vividly. Slade would have me on my hands and knees, ramming his fat cock
coldly past my virgin rosebud.  Goosebumps rose upon my skin and telltale
wetness seeped from between my labia.  The towel fell away from my head as
Slade placed me into the proper position.  It was useless to fight him;
simpler to let him have his way with me and be done with it.  I rested my
head in the crook of an elbow and arched my ass high into the air with my
knees spread wide apart.  I gasped when he penetrated my snug little hole
with his large prick, my entire body tense at the alien intrusion.

   His hand toyed with my distended clitoris, stroking the sensitive bud as
an entreaty to help me relax.  I shut my eyes and willed my colon to stop
fighting and accept the cock breaching its depths.  Slade eased two fingers
inside my cunt, following the path of his erection by pressing his
fingertips along the perineum.  His hairless thighs rubbed the taut globes
of my rear as he weighed himself on top of my back, removing his hand from
my slit.  He pulled out, then pushed back in and I choked at the harsh
pain. "Slade, it hurts," I cried out in a whimper.

   "Ah, my lovely storyteller, I relish your pain as my pleasure," he
purred and brought his hands to my tits.  He plucked at my nipples with his
sharp nails, unknowingly shifting the agonizing anal fuck to glorious
ecstasy.  Soon, I bucked beneath him, dragging the inflamed tissue of my
rectum along the hard length of his shaft.  He twisted and yanked on my
nips, elongating them and rolling the nerved flesh into throbbing spirals.
"That's my sweet girl," he muttered and licked his tongue along the nape of
my neck.  "Ride me, Grace.  Let me feel what you feel." I threw my head
back against his shoulder and mewed like a cat in heat, my cunt slick with
cum and begging to be filled.

   "Oh-oh-oh!  Come with me, Slade!  Cum in my ass!  Oh-oh yesss!" I panted
over my shoulder, moving my feet over his calves and locking my ankles
around his bent knees.  Suddenly, he lifted my upper body off the floor and
mashed his open mouth along the exposed skin at the side of my throat.  I
lolled my head to the left, wrapped my arms behind his head and pleaded,
"Do it!  Fucking bite me, you bastard!  Drink my blood and make me cum!"
The pulse in my neck was visible, pounding between his lips and coursing
with sexual excitement.  Slade reared up and I could see the deadly canines
that would pierce my skin in a matter of seconds.

   My lower muscles clenched around his cock imbedded in my asshole and my
pussy clamped shut, letting loose a flood of cunny juice.  He gripped my
hair and forced me to face him.  "You slut," he growled savagely and snaked
his tongue across his fangs hungrily.  Then he smiled ferociously, his eyes
glittering with lust and an animalistic fever.  "I don't turn slutty
bitches like you into vampires.  I slake my thirst on the simpletons of
this world, not intelligent, cock-hungry cunts like my Grace." He raked his
right set of fingernails down across my tits and belly, leaving bright
welts in their wake, then flicked his thumb pad against my clit.  My mouth
dropped open in a silent scream, orgasming in my undead lover's embrace.

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