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From: "JeansWeb_UK" <jeansweb_uk@yahoo.co.uk>
NNTP-Posting-Date: Thu, 16 May 2002 00:40:22 BST
Subject: {ASSM} (RP) Louise's New House Part 1 (F, Rubber, bond, solo)
Date: Wed, 15 May 2002 23:10:04 -0400
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I'm looking to find out if people still want to discover what happens to
Louise in
this story.  I've got some great ideas (from my odd point of view) and If
the response is good then I'll write some more.  If you want to tell the
author what you think - both good AND bad; jeansweb_uk@yahoo.co.uk is the
address.

NOTICE: This story contains graphic descriptions of sexual activity.  If you
are under the age of 18 or are offended by such material, DO NOT READ
FURTHER. This is a work of fantasy and is not meant to condone the belief in
the weird nor is it meant to encourage unsafe sex.  Remember that safe sex
is the stuff that includes some sort of latex.

This story is copyright 2001 by JeansWeb_UK. All characters and events are
fictitious.

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CHAPTER 1

Louise loved her new house.  She had been searching for about a year and had
finally found what she had been looking for.  It was a small secluded
cottage a few miles outside a little town in the middle of nowhere.  Her
only problem was that she had very few items of furniture apart from the
essentials - sofa and a couple of chairs,  her bed, a wardrobe and the
all-essential TV and VCR.  How she was going to be able to find the money to
fill her dream place was playing upon her mind that day.  She decided to
measure the upstairs rooms in order that she may visit a few shops over the
coming weeks to purchase some items to help her.

It was after she had taken all the measurements that she noticed something
strange about the dimensions she had taken.  It appeared that there was some
space 'missing' from the upstairs of her new place.  She found some paper, a
pencil and a ruler and decided to sketch out the layout of  her rooms.  Once
done she noticed that there was a void in between her bedroom and the
bathroom.  A further search of the rooms surrounding the apparent void did
not help; the walls seemed as solid as all of the others and there certainly
wasn't a door leading to the 'cupboard' or whatever it was.

The next day Louise sketched the layout of the ground floor and discovered
that there too was a similar space between the walls of the various rooms.
"What was it?", she thought and decided to pay a trip to the DIY store to
pick up a few pots of paint, rolls of wallpaper..and a hammer and chisel so
she could find out just what was behind those secretive walls.

On her return, she put down all her purchases in her sparse lounge and
grabbed the hammer and chisel she had just bought.  "I've just got to find
out what's behind that wall", she though.  As she chiselled through the old,
dry mortar she felt a slight chill about what she might find.  "Maybe it's
something I really don't want to find?", ran through her mind, "A corpse,
maybe."  She quickly pushed these thoughts to the back of her mind and told
herself not to be so silly.  Her over active imagination remained working as
she slowly chipped out the first brick.

After about fifteen minutes she managed to ease the brick from it's place in
the wall and stared through the small rectangular hole she had made.  It was
too dark to be able to see much but she could just make out..something.  It
looked like some sort of chair that was attached to the wall.  After
removing a couple more bricks, Louise slid through the hole she had made and
surveyed what she had found.  The 'room' was bare with what looked like
black rubber lining the walls but the most intriguing feature (and almost it
's only one) was the contoured chair that she was facing.  It was shaped to
fit a person's hind quarters and thighs.  Where her crotch would be placed
was a upwardly pointing blunt moulding.  She sat in the chair and found it
'fitted' her shape just about perfectly, if a little snug. As she wriggled
to get comfortable she noticed that the chair had straps hanging down each
side which she presumed attached to the slots on either side of the top of
the blunt moulding between her legs.  Louise grabbed the ends of the straps
and sure enough, they clicked into place firmly securing her to the seat.
After a few seconds she pressed the button on top of the moulding and rather
than releasing the straps as she had expected they quickly tightened forcing
the soft rubber upright tight against her pussy.  So shocked was Louise at
the grip the straps now held her with, she almost didn't notice the whirring
noise coming from underneath the chair.  It built to a whine then suddenly
the flexible shaft began to vibrate very strongly.  Louise's pussy was
pressed so tightly against it that the vibrations were beginning to have an
effect upon her.  Through her jeans she could feel her labia begin to swell
and her juices begin to flow.  As she became more and more stimulated the
straps tightened further until the vibrating rubber shaft began to force the
seam of her jeans between her lips and press against her rapidly swelling
clitoris.

Louise was enjoying herself immensely.  She thought her new discovery was
wonderful and as she rapidly approached orgasm her mind was reeling from the
myriad of possibilities her new toy might be used for.  Suddenly the noise
and vibrations stopped.  Louise was so close to coming she was wildly
rubbing her crotch against the rubber shaft, wishing it would come back to
life.  Opening her eyes for just moment she got the shock of her
life...instead of the shiny black rubber covering the wall in front of her,
there was now a door.

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Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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