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From: "Mister <Z> Hisself" <leazott@earthlink.net>
NNTP-Posting-Date: Wed, 06 Mar 2002 09:13:26 PST
Subject: {ASSM} Debi's Tale - Chapter 32
Date: Thu,  7 Mar 2002 07:10:08 -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 32 - Park Place

Almost two weeks had past in the blink of an 
eye.  Debi was fully healed, and we had taken 
advantage of her ringed clit several times, 
fucking like rabbits in a cage.  I would jump on 
her and fuck till I came, and after a short 
rest, jump back on and fuck her some more.  I 
knew my time with her was temporarily at an end 
when I got a phone call.

Debi was still in the shower when the call came 
in, so she was unaware of the plans being made 
for her the next day.  It was quite a unique 
plan, and I decided to play it to the hilt.  All 
day my mind raced with the potential of the 
events to come, and I couldn't wait to see her 
in action, once again, as the sexiest slave I 
had ever been privileged to know.

As part of the events, I decided that we were to 
go out for dinner.  I told her to choose 
something sexy to wear.  Something to knock a 
man's eyes out.  She decided on a bright red 
mini dress.  Very Tight.  No underthings.  Hem 
to the crotch, and the front cut down to there!  
The tight red heels she wore set off the lines 
of her legs and made her calves hard.  That 
wasn't the only thing hard.

Since it was still early evening, I told her I 
wanted to show her off to the neighborhood, and 
I decided to take her for a walk before we went 
to eat.  We had already had a big lunch, so a 
late dinner was planned.  She wore hardly 
anything, as was her usual.  Just enough to 
tease everyone else and make them wish she could 
be theirs for a while.  Typical whore attitude.  
I loved it.

We strolled down the sidewalk under the shade of 
some lovely elm trees in full green leaf, her 
heels clicking against the concrete sidewalk 
slabs.  Gray squirrels jumped from branch to 
branch overhead, chasing each other and 
frolicking with their young.  It was a perfect 
sunny afternoon.  Not hot or sweltering, but a 
calm afternoon with a slight cool breeze.

Debi said she could feel the breeze between her 
legs, and it felt sexy.  Chuckling, I told her 
that I already knew what it felt like to feel a 
breeze between her legs.  She didn't have to 
tell me how good it felt.  I leaned over and 
kissed her red lips, copping a quick feel of her 
bare ass under the back of her dress.  Kinky!

We turned down the lane and through the small 
park entrance near her home and strolled along 
the shady lanes leading towards a wide-open 
grassy area where some folks threw a Frisbee in 
the early evening light a long way away.  
Looking towards the edge of a small pond, I saw 
a man hawking his cold drinks and hot-dogs in a 
pushcart.  I asked her if she wanted something 
cold to drink, and she said yes.

I asked her to wait for me in the quiet shade of 
the path, and ran off towards the vendor.  Just 
as I got to him, I secretively glanced back, and 
had just fixed my eyes onto her when a tall 
black man jumped out of the bushes and grabbed 
her.  She never saw it coming, and never saw who 
grabbed her.  Nobody but me, luckily, saw what 
had happened.  I lost sight of them, but calmly 
turned to the vendor and ordered several cold 
drinks.  Then I walked back to Debi's house and 
waited.


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