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Subject: {ASSM} Debi's Tale - Chapter 05
Date: Wed,  6 Mar 2002 22:10:08 -0500
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Greetings, from the sordid data banks of Mister 
<Z> Hisself.  The following story is, as always, 
my property.  Read it.  Enjoy it.  Pass it 
around (if you feel the need).  But please DO 
NOT change the text.  It took me long enough to 
get it to this stage, and changing it will only 
tend to tick me off.

Also, as you're reading it, please.try to keep 
you're hands out of you're pants (or panties, 
should that apply).  Of course, you won't be 
able to, but at least try.  I dare you.

If you feel the urge to comment on the story, 
feel free to do so by sending your comments to 
leazott@earthlink.net and let me hear what you 
have to say.

All comments are welcome.naturally.

Ok then.  Here we go.  One More Time.

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Chapter 5 - Wanda

Imagine, if you will.  There was Debi, sitting 
more than half-naked, alone in the parking lot 
of a mall, with puddles of fresh cum all down 
the front of her chest, while I wandered in to 
get some clothes for her to wear.

I figured I may as well pick up something for 
myself as long as I was there, so I spent a 
while searching through the men's section at one 
of the outlets.  When I had selected something I 
could wear, I paid for it and left.  As I was 
walking towards another shop that I thought 
would have something special for Debi, I 
happened to pass Victoria's Secret.

As my good fortune would have it, the same sales 
clerk was on duty.  I didn't realize how cute 
she was.  Very pretty.  When she was alone on 
one side of the store, I walked up to her and 
said hello.  She said "Hello there!  How are you 
today?"

I replied that I was more than fine and inquired 
about her day.  She said, "Well, today is going 
just fine, but yesterday was much more 
exciting."  With a grin I asked why.

She replied "Yesterday's encounter with Debi 
was...a pleasant distraction.  Did she tell you 
about what happened in the dressing room?  I'll 
bet she did, and you guys were all over each 
other all night."

I replied, "Actually, I was planning to ask her 
about it this evening, since we were quite busy 
the previous evening."

The clerk replied, "Hmm, she never said 
anything, huh?  Curious."

Now I was the one getting curious.  "Perhaps you 
should tell me the whole story, and by the way, 
what IS your name?"

She said, "My name is Wanda, and don't you think 
it would be better if she told you?  I think 
you'd like it better that way."

I said, "Hmm, I think I'd like to hear it from 
you first so that I would know if she was 
telling me the whole truth.  Don't be shy, I'm 
not the type to tell anyone anything private.  
If I were, you would have already heard about 
it."

She said "Honey, I'm anything but shy!"  Her 
face WAS a little red, but said that she 
couldn't tell me about it in the store where 
someone might overhear it.  She also added "But 
I wouldn't mind a second helping, or three, or 
four!"  I thought about it some, and I had a 
pretty good idea what had happened behind those 
closed dressing room doors, but I was now really 
needing to hear the full story.

I told her "Perhaps I know a way you can get 
that second helping, with desert."  I gave her 
Debi's address, and asked her if she could be at 
the house at a specific time, and she chuckled 
and said, "For another plateful of Debi, I'll be 
there in a heartbeat!" This was going to be a 
fun evening.

I said good-bye to Wanda, and went on to another 
store, bought some clothes for Debi, and went 
back out to the car.  There she was, all red-
faced and very eager to leave.  I got back into 
the car, gave her a short white mini-skirt to 
put on, smiled widely at her, and said, "Girl 
... have I got a surprise for you tonight."

All that afternoon, I kept thinking about the 
treat in store for all of us, and I had been 
preparing Debi for it.  When we got home, I 
started by blindfolding Debi and having her make 
love to me.  I wouldn't allow her even an 
instant of peeking.  She tried once, but she 
received an ass warming for her efforts.  She 
promised she wouldn't peek again, but a few 
extra hard slaps of her tender cheeks made the 
deal stick.  She was a bad girl, loved her ass 
spanked, and we both knew it!

Then, after our slow love making session had 
quieted down, I asked her if she trusted me.  
She said she did.  Using some towels, I tied her 
arms and legs to the four corners of her bed, 
and made slow passionate love to her, once 
again.  Then...I set the trap.  I told her that 
later on I would blindfold her again, tie her to 
the bed, and have my way with her cunt.  She 
made some silly comment like "Promises, 
promises!" and walked away giggling.

I suppose what she didn't know wouldn't hurt 
her, so we spent the rest of the day frolicking 
naked around the house, not doing much except 
lounging about, inspecting each others bodies 
with open stares.

Together, we fixed and ate a light dinner.  I 
asked her if she would go in, take a nice hot 
shower, and get dressed up for me in all her new 
powder-blue underthings.  Of course, she agreed, 
and sped into the bathroom to get all squeaky 
clean for me.

Wanda's timing was perfect.  She drove up to the 
house as Debi was taking a shower.  While she 
was showering, I let Wanda into the house, and 
was bluntly honest with her, explaining in a low 
whisper what I thought would be the perfect 
evening.  I came right out and told her what I 
would like to happen, and surprisingly, she was 
very much agreeable and added a few twists to 
the plot herself.

While Debi washed herself, Wanda and I quickly 
hashed out all the details, and just as we were 
finishing, we heard the shower being turned off.  
She motioned me to go to the bedroom to deflect 
Debi while she 'got herself prettied up.'

I walked into the bedroom, closed the door going 
into the hallway towards the rest of the house, 
and met Debi coming out of the shower.  I 
grabbed her in my arms, kissed her lips 
forcefully, and asked her if she was ready for 
my surprise.  Her eyes lit up and twinkled 
brightly.  She stated, haughtily, "I can handle 
anything you've got up your sleeves, Master."

"Oh, really!" I said, smiling widely.

"You betcha!" she replied.

I walked her over to the bed, helped her to 
finish drying off, and dressed her in her blue 
underclothes.  Once she was 'dressed', I walked 
over to her dresser and picked out a nice 
perfume I dabbed a hint of some on her most 
'private' spots.  I dotted a small amount 
between her breasts, a small dab at the base of 
her spine, one small spot behind each of her 
knees, a light swipe across her flat belly, and 
finished up with a dash to the upper portion of 
her inner thighs.

Once she was ready, I pulled out the blindfold 
and the towels I was going to use on her.  She 
saw them and smiled, expecting some exciting 
action.  Poor Debi.  She just didn't understand.  
She was clueless and I loved it.

I attached the blindfold and triple-checked it 
to make sure she couldn't see a thing.  I laid 
her gently onto the bed, on her back, and 
stuffed a small pillow under her lower back and 
ass to make her pretty pussy available for the 
ministrations it was about to receive.  She just 
kept giggling...the poor creature.

I spread her legs and arms, and secured her 
firmly to all four corner posts.  The result was 
a perfectly displayed and spread-eagled body of 
art.  I told her not to utter a single sound 
until she was told to speak.  She nodded her 
head.  I told her that she was not to hold back 
on any of my manipulations of her body.  She was 
to show me just how much of a woman she could 
be.

She was told to do anything it takes to have an 
orgasm.  I told her to see if she could beat her 
previous record of orgasms, and that no matter 
what happens, I wanted to see her cum...and 
cum...and cum.  I also told her that I wouldn't 
stop until I thought she had cum enough for the 
evening. She nodded her head in eager 
anticipation.

Then I walked over to the stereo, turned on some 
good slow `fuck' music, and turned it up loud 
enough so she couldn't hear any movement in the 
room.  I dimmed the lights until they were only 
a low yellow tint, and the dimness set off every 
sensual curve and crevice of Debi's tight frame.  
It was perfect.  The scene was delicious!

I quietly opened the bedroom door and walked 
back into the living room where Wanda was 
getting ready.  When I arrived, I stood in the 
hallway in a state of shock, for there was 
Wanda, standing in the center of the living 
room, just as naked as Debi was in the bedroom.  
She was gorgeous!  5' 6", about 125 pounds, long 
wavy (not curly) brown hair, and the rest of her 
assets were as firm and correct as those already 
mentioned.

She smiled at me and said quietly "Oh Pooh.... 
that's not fair.  You're still dressed!" Trying 
to be as cool as I could be, I walked up to her 
and asked her if she wouldn't mind helping me 
get undressed.  She smiled and just started 
undoing buttons and zippers.  It was great!  She 
quickly, and expertly, removed all of my 
clothes.

The moment I was naked, she wrapped her arms 
around me and kissed me deliciously.  As she 
stood there pressing her crotch into mine, she 
asked me where her prize was.  I chuckled and 
told her that part of it was between my legs.  
Then I told her not to utter a sound when we 
went into the bedroom where Debi was, and asked 
her if she was game for whatever came up.  She 
smiled, reached between us, grabbed my already 
throbbing cock in her hand, and led me by my 
hardness down the hallway towards the bedroom.

She opened the door quietly.  I reminded Wanda 
to be silent by putting my finger to my lips, 
and allowed her to lead me by the cock into the 
bedroom.  She loved what she saw.  She let go of 
my rock hard member, and put her hands up to her 
mouth as if to stifle a squeak.  Then kissed me 
again.

She whispered into my ear.  "All this for me?"

I whispered back "For both of us, dear.  It's 
for both of us.  And Debi hasn't a clue that 
you're here."

I motioned Wanda over to Debi's dresser and 
managed to find an elastic band.  I turned Wanda 
around and started to pull her hair back into a 
ponytail.  She took over, found some bobby pins, 
and wrapped her hair up into a tight bun at the 
back of her head.  We wanted to make sure Debi 
didn't feel Wanda's hair, so that Debi wouldn't 
know who was touching her.  She succeeded in 
getting the whole lot pulled tight into a bun.

I whispered into Wanda's ear.  "Please be 
patient.  I need to ask Debi about what happened 
at the store.  We'll both know if she's telling 
the truth, OK?"  Wanda nodded in agreement and 
kneeled on the floor next to the bed to watch 
the show.  I walked over to the bed and climbed 
up to lay alongside Debi.  She didn't know what 
was going on, and of course didn't see Wanda 
staring at her nude body.

"OK, now for your surprise.  It's time to play 
Truth or Punishment.  I'm going to ask you some 
specific questions concerning your personal 
life, and you must answer them truthfully.  But, 
be very, very careful for you would be surprised 
to find out exactly how much I already know 
about you.  I've been talking things over with 
my sister, and it appears that she has spent 
quite a bit of time with you, and you have 
discussed all those 'girl things' between each 
other.

"I've also spoken with some other folks who know 
you, so if you lie to me, I most assuredly will 
know.  And if you tell me the truth, I'll know 
that too.  If you lie to me, even a little, you 
will have to endure some very painful slaps on 
your pretty pink ass.  If you think you will 
enjoy it, think again.  This will be punishment, 
not a pleasure spanking.  Each lie adds more 
slaps.  So, think carefully about your answers 
before you reply, for the numbers add up 
quickly.

"On the other hand, telling me the truth will 
bring your choice of pleasures.  You can choose 
whatever sort of pleasure you wish.  Anything 
your heart desires will be given to you, if I am 
able.  You get to choose what sort of pleasure, 
gift, or other thing you want.  Do you 
understand all that I have said?"

"Yes, Master." she said.  I looked to Wanda and 
saw that she had the most devilish grin on her 
face.


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