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Subject: {ASSM} Plaything:  Family Slut SciFi DS lt.bond MF FF MMF MF rape revenge con   F 
Date: Thu, 13 Jun 2002 19:10:09 -0400
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This is the fourth Plaything story.  This one involves
more rape and torture than the others. I do not
approve of rape and torture. Do not try this at home. 


*********************** 
	Harry stared at the video monitor, searching for a
new family slut.  His old one, Ellen, had decided to
retire, after working as a slut for almost 20 years,
and for him for five.  Harry was proud that he had
been able to keep her healthy and happy for so long. 
Keeping her happy was easy because her demands were
few, but keeping her healthy required care because of
the abuse to which she was subjected.
	A slut was a special Plaything who not only enjoyed
sex and giving pleasure, but who was submissive to the
demands of her  master.   A slut who worked in a
brothel could be protected by its management.  But
when she was licensed to  a private home, there were
few limits on what a master could do to her. Only
murder and systematic torture were off limits.  
Sluts submitted to this sort of treatment because they
were well paid, and because, with  their limited
education and intelligence,  they could not do any
thing else. 
	Harry had come to the brothel, hoping to entice one
of its sluts to live with him and his family.  A slut
was essentially a sex slave who rented her self  for
money.  As the owner of a major manufacturer of
computer, he was one of the wealthiest men in the
city.  He would provide top pay.   The slut was
forbidden by law to own any material goods, beyond her
clothes, but the money would provide a comfortable
retirement, as it had for Ellen.
	After searching though the videos of the sluts in
action, he decided that Norma would be a reasonable
prospect.  She was pretty, but passive and obedient to
the whims of her clients.    She  only smiled when she
was being tied up or  beaten, because the thrill made
her feel more alive.  He wanted to give her a try.
	When she was brought to the room where he was
waiting, she was wearing short, transparent negligee. 
She wore a leather collar, and leather bracelets and
anklets so she could be restrained or tied.   
	He grabbed her roughly by the shoulders. He said, "I
don't think you're good enough to be a slut for me."	
	He spun her around and threw her head first against
the bed.  He used ropes by the bed to tie her face
down, with her feet still on the floor.  He pushed a
button, which caused her arms to raise up over her
head, so that only her knees were against the bed.  
	"You are at my mercy, slut."  he said. 
	"Yes, master."  She said, softly.
	Harry inserted a wet metal rod in her pussy and
another one in ass, causing her to wince.   He pushed
then deep.  He watched as her face flushed with
excitement.  After moving them around for a few
minutes, he attached pincers to her breasts.   He tied
them tightly to her legs so that they would pull every
time she moved.  
	"I'm going to fuck you now.  I'm going to hurt you,
and you are going to like it." 
	"Yes, master."
	Harry removed the rods.  He pulled down his trousers
so he could replace the rod in her cunt with his
prick.   He rammed his prick up her cunt as hard as he
could.  The movement caused the ropes attached to her
legs to pull at her tits.  He grabbed her waist for
leverage.  He slapped her hard on the face,tits, and
ass, as he fucked her with all his might.   He could
feel her getting sexually excited by the abuse.   She
was breathing hard as he continued to  ram into her
tight cunt.     
	"Oh master,  fuck me.  Hurt me.   Fuck me.  Oh my." 
She said between breaths.  
	By  this time, Harry was ready to pump his white hot
seed into the steaming cunt.
A few more pumps and he was there, but she was there
already. Her orgasm left her sizzling with passion and
relief.  It took a few more hard thrusts before Harry
could empty himself  of his cum. 
	When he was finished, he knew that Norma would be the
one.  All he had to do was negotiate with her agent,
and she was his. He was able to persuade them by
offering more money, by suggesting that she would have
greater security by working only one master, and by
suggesting that she would enjoy the prestige of being
the slut to one of the leading citizens in the town. 
Besides, if it did not work out for either one of
them, she could always return to the brothel.  
	Harry took Norma home to a waiting family.  He lead
her in on a leash, like a puppy.
She was just wore a robe, with nothing underneath.
	Harry introduced her.  "Norma, this is my wife Joan,
and my two sons Mike and Pete.  When you go out, you
will go with me or one of them, and no one else. 
These robots will be your servants, and provide you
with food and meet all your other needs.  In exchange,
we expect you to meet our needs."
	"Yes, master."
	"Good.  Joan will show you to your room, and our
pleasure room."
	Joan guided Norma through the house, showing her the
kitchen, garden, et cetera.  The house had offices and
bed rooms for Harry and his family on the second
floor, and a living room, game room and pleasure room
on the first floor.   The kitchen and storage were in
the basement, but that was primarily used by the robot
servants.  Mike and Pete worked for their father in
computer manufacturing and design.  Mike was the
better hardware designer, and Pete was the software
engineer.  There was a daughter, Karine, who was still
in college.
	Joan showed Norma her room, which was next to the
pleasure room.  The pleasure room was equipped with a
variety of sex toys and apparatuses for use on or by a
slut or other sex partner.  Joan closed the door of
the pleasure room, indicating that she did not want to
be disturbed with her slut.
	"Are you obedient to any demand for sex, Norma?" 
Joan asked.
	"Yes, mistress."
	"Take off my shirt and my bra, slut."  Joan ordered.
	"Yes, mistress."   Norma preceded to do so, leaving
Joan naked from the waist up.
	"Remove my shorts, and panties, and eat me."
	When she was naked, Joan sat on a high bed.  She
pulled up her legs and opened wide, giving Norma
complete access to her pussy.   Norma kneeled down and
inserted her head in Joan's crotch.  She began sucking
and licking all around her pussy.   Joan was finding
that as she approached fifty, she was getting hornier
and more eager for sex, just as her husband was
getting less eager.  Norma pushed back the short hairs
around Joan's labia so she could suck her clit.
Joan leaned back in pure enjoyment.
	"Norma,  I haven't had such a good pussy slurp in
months."   Joan was getting excited by the job Norma
was  doing on her.  But Joan felt it was not enough.  
	"Stop, slut.   I want to get something."  Norma
looked at her with disbelief.
	"Is it not good for you, mistress?"
	"It's good.   I just want to show you something.  Do
you know what this is?"
	"Yes, mistress.   It's a double dildo."
	"Take off your robe and lie on the bed.   I want to
fuck you with it."
	Joan took the monstrous looking device and tied it
around her waist.  She took one end, and placed it
inside her pussy.  When Norma  lay on the bed, Joan
climbed on and inserted the other end in Norma's cunt.
  This gave Joan a chance to play the active role in
sex with another woman.  Normally, Joan was not a
lesbian, but having a brand new slut at her disposal
was too much to resist.  
	"Do you want me to fuck you with the dildo?"
	`Yes, mistress."	
	Joan pushed the dildo until it was well lodged in
both of them.  She was ready to fuck.  With each
thrust, the dildo pushed against their clits. Joan
leaned over and played with Norma's tits.  She rubbed
her own tits against Norma's .   She increased her
rhythm, but Norma lay there accepting the whole thing.
 Joan wanted it to last.  She wanted to fuck this slut
forever.  But soon the tension got too much.   Joan
was groaning and moaning with each thrust.  Joan
wanted to cum with the little slut.
	"Do you like this, Norma?"
	"Yes, mistress."
	"Good, because I'm going to cum soon.  I want you to
cum, too."
	"Yes, mistress."  Indeed, Norma was getting very
excited too.  It did not take much to get her to cum. 
Norma was  moaning in orgasmic  ecstasy ever before
Joan was.  
	"Yes,  I'm cumming now!"   Joan shouted.  Several
waves coursed through her body, until she could relax.
	When she got up, Joan said, "Norma, you are going to
be a great slut for this family.   Now clean up and
settle in.  We'll see you at dinner."
	The family left Norma alone for the rest of the day,
but the next day Pete and Mike wanted to try her out. 
They took her into the pleasure room.
	Mike said, "This is where we used to use Ellen, our
prior slut.   We had it built for her, but we want to
use you here, too.  "
	Pete added, "We have slings and ropes to tie you up. 
 These ropes can be made to move you to any position
we want.   Take off your robe, and we'll show you how
it works."
	When Norma was naked, they put her arms in arms in a
sling that fit down over her chest.  Pete pushed
button, and Norma was lifted 20 centimeters in the
air.   
	"Wooo.  This  is fun,"  she squealed.
	"We can tie your legs like this, and move them any
way we want, "  said Mike.    He pulled her legs
apart.   She was obviously helpless.
	"We can move you up or down, in case we want to fuck
you in the mouth.  We can lower you to the floor.   We
can even turn you upside down"   Mike used a computer
controlled console to demonstrate each move.  
	Pete said, "We want to fuck you, while you're hanging
there in mid air.  Would you like that?" 
	"Yes,  master Pete.  You can use me any way you
want."
	Pete and Mike rapidly stripped.  They lowered Norma
such that her mouth was even with their pricks.  Norma
did not even have to be told what to do.   She lurched
forward in her sling and took each one in turn.  
First, she gulped on Mike's thick penis. He held her
fucking her mouth, but then Pete insisted on a turn. 
Pete raised her up so he could fuck her breasts
instead of her mouth.   He placed his prick between
her luscious mounds and pressed them together.  
	Norma said, "Put that in my mouth, too."
	Pete said, "You talk too much.  I think your mouth
should be closed."   He grabbed a gag and stuffed into
her.
	Mike said, "Now we're going to screw you properly."
	He raised her up and pulled her legs apart.  He
squatted in front of her, and stood up with his prick
embedded in her pussy.  Pete placed some lubricant on
his member, and then did the same thing up her rectum.
 
	"We're going to make a slut sandwich, " Pete said.
	Both brothers pushed up together.   They tried to
keep in the same rhythm.  Mike pinched her tits
tightly, while Pete slapped her ass.  Norma was
clearly excited by the abuse her body was taking.  
Because Pete was getting more friction from her ass,
he was getting excited  faster.  He slowed down,
because he did not want to cum before his brother.  
	 Mike did not care what he did.  He was lost in an
erotic whirlwind   He grabbed Norma and pulled her to
him, which increased the tension on the ropes.  Pete 
pulled  her other way.  Norma was swinging back and
forth between them, as they both banged into her.   
	"Oh yeah. I'm going to cum soon."  Mike said.
	"Wait for me," Pete said.
	"Not a chance. This slut is too good."
	Mike pulled  so hard that Pete almost lost her.  He
close his eyes as his semen spurted forth like a
garden hose.  Mike moaned and grunted as he squirted
out, and dripped down to floor.  
	As soon as Mike was finished, Pete took Norma for
himself.  He lowered her slightly so he could bugger
her more deeply.  He pounded into her ass as hard as
he could.  Finally, he felt his semen boil up too.  
As he was cumming, he kept ramming up her ass as hard
as ever.  Only when he was empty did he pull back and
relax.
	Mike pulled the gag out of Norma's mouth.  "Did you
like that, slut?"  he asked.
	She  was still breathing hard. "Yes, master Mike. 
You used me fully."
	Mike lowered her so she could stand on the floor. 
Pete untied her legs, but she did not move them.  
	Mike said,  "Go into the bathroom, and clean your
self up.  I'll join you in a few minutes to fuck some
more."
	Pete wiped himself off, and left the room.  He had a
date that night, so he wanted to have some energy
left.  
	Mike joined Norma in the shower.  He washed her tits
and pussy under the hot water.  He also cleaned off
his prick.   He pulled her tight  to feel the sensuous
curves of her body.  
	"Play with me to get me hard, again."  Mike ordered.
	Norma took his dick in both hands, as she cleaned it
off.   Slowly, it resumed its stiffness and tension. 
Mike let her do her thing, like an ordinary Plaything.
 But then, he remembered what she was there for.  
	"Turn around so I can do you from behind,"  he
ordered.  
	She turned around in the shower and leaned against
the bathroom sink.  Mike easily found her sex hole,
which  he had so thoroughly used half an hour earlier.
 Now he took his time.  He moved slowly and deeply
into her tight pussy.  And this time Norma was not
helpless to push back.  She skewered herself on his
prick.  She wanted him as much as he wanted her.  
	"Give me your prick, master Mike.  I want you to fuck
me with it,"  She said, moaning.
	Mike continued to move with her,  letting her cunt
engulf him.  
	"Harder, master Mike.   Fuck me.  Fuck me."   She
said, grunting her encouragement.
	Mike was also getting there.  He pulsated into her
deep pussy, until his cum was almost ready to burst.  
	"Yes,  you're making me cum, master Mike!"  She
exclaimed.
	His sperm  exploded into her,  reaching the dark
crevasses of her pussy.  They stood here, united in
after effects of erotic passion for several minutes.  
Then  Mike pulled out of her cunt, and stood back in
the shower.  She joined him and washed them both. 
They dried themselves off, but Mike did not want to
hold her after that.  After all, she was a slut, not a
real girl friend.
	Every night at least one member of the family would
have sex with Norma.  Often they would share her with
a friend, guest, or co-worker.   Using their slut was
considered one of the perks of working for Harry and
his sons.  They had her in every position possible,
including upside down in her mouth, and impaled on a
dildo.  Norma appeared to take it all in stride, and
achieved orgasm as often as possible. 
	Several weeks later,  Mike and Pete had a party for
their friends.  Norma was one of the chief sources of
entertainment.  Both men and women took turns with
her, attacking her mouth, anus, and pussy with sex
objects both personal and artificial.  Norma was
taking it, but she was approaching physical 
exhaustion.  She was a mess,  covered in sweat and
cum.
	Mike announced, "We are going to call it a night for
Norma.  This is last call.  Who hasn't had her yet
that wants to?"
	No one said anything.  
	"Who wants a last go?"
	A few men raised their hands.  One of them was his
friend, Ben.  Ben was an artist, who was well endowed
in the phallic department.  He worked for Pete as a
graphic artist and computer artist.  He had had sex
with most of the women there. 
	"How many think that Ben should have the last
chance?"   All the hands went up, and people started
chanting, "Ben, Ben, Ben". 
	Ben went told Norma to get on the bed and kneel with
her ass in the air.  He normally did not use sluts
because he had so many women willing to lift up their
skirts for him.  Many of them in the room wished that
they could be the slut at that moment.  Ben proceeded
to get behind Norma and penetrate her ass.  
	As he was halfway through giving Norma a thorough rim
job, another woman entered the room.  She was very
pretty, but far too conservatively dress for an orgy. 
 She looked over the naked people, the dripping
pricks, and the wet  cunts, without saying a word. 
She walked up to Ben and Norma, with a grimace of
disgust. Ben was so surprised  by her  beauty that he
came all over Norma's ass before he ready.  She
frowned at him, and walked away.
	Ben asked Mike, "Who is that girl?"
	"She's my kid sister, Karine.  Leave her alone."
	"I'd like to get to know her better.   Give her some
of the Ben treatment."
	"You can't.  She doesn't date men."
	Saying  "you can't" to Ben was like saying "you must"
to anybody else.  
	"Why can't I?  Is she a lesbian?"
	"She's worse.  She's a mathematician."
	The brothers used to teasingly call Karine the
Plaything because according to the population control
rules, any third or subsequent child had to be
genetically altered to enhance sexual responsiveness
and reduce intelligence.  But her parents wanted a
girl very badly, and were willing, and able, to pay
the substantial fine to raise her normally.  Unlike
most children,  Karine was not genetically altered in
any way.  But as she grew up, she developed a talent
for math that was almost the level of a prodigy.
	When she first saw a slut in the house, her instinct
was to free them or ameliorate their situation.  This
sympathy was eventually transformed to pity, and then
to a mere acceptance of their nature.  She viewed  the
slut with condescension,  mixed with a bit of envy at
her abandon to her body.   A slut could not help it. 
She was abused because that was what sluts do.  At
first, she was more contemptuous of her brothers for
how they treated their slut, but on some level she
realized that she was the reason the slut was there at
all.  The unspoken but clear rule of the family was
that it was fine to fuck a slut, but leave your sister
alone.
	Karine was not opposed to sex.  Like most teenage
girls she lost her virginity to a professional stud
when she was 16.  But she never saw what was the big 
deal.   Having sex was like eating candy;  nice but so
what.  She was far more involved in non-linear
optimization or imaginary space than with her physical
wants. 
	Ben did not understand a woman like Karine.  He
thought she would want what most women want, which is
a thorough screwing.   He called her several times to
go out, and was rebuffed each time.  
	"Why don't you want to go out with me?"  he asked.
	"Because there is nothing about you that interests
me,"  she replied.
	"I am an excellent artist.  I do graphic art and
computer  art.   I use those Mandelbrot sets you
mathematicians talk about."
	"What program do you use to generate the sets?"
	"I don't know. I got it from Pete."
	"Pete might have gotten it from me.  I'd like to see
how you use it."
	There was finally something about him that interested
her.  She accepted a date to go over to his studio to
examine the program.  She was too naive to realize she
was entering the lion's den.  At the studio, she was
so interested in his computer, and his computer art,
that she did not notice at first all his drawings and
sculptures.  She studied his program, and then made
few modifications to make it work better.  
	When she got up to leave, he said, "Don't go.  I want
to draw your picture.  You are very pretty.  I want
you to model for me."
	"No.   I have to go."
	"Look at all these drawings I made of other pretty
women.  Don't you want to me to draw you?   Many women
I know would love to have me paint them."
	Karine looked at the drawings and paintings.   They
were all of naked women or couples in plainly erotic
poses.  She began to get a bit uncomfortable.  
	"I really have to go, " she complained.
	"I want you to strip and pose for me."
	"No."
	"What do you mean, no.  All women pose for me.   And
I want you."
	Karine started to head for the door.   Ben grabbed
her.
	"Either you take off your clothes, or I'll take then
off for you."   
	Ben started to pull at her slacks.  She tried to
fight him off, but her pushed  onto a bed in the
studio.  He roughly pulled removed her slacks and
pinned her to the bed."
	"Help!  Don't hurt me.  Don't rape me."  she yelled.
	"You can yell all you want.  There is no one else
here.  I want you and I'm going to have you whether
you want it or not."
	She was genuinely afraid he would hurt her.   But she
also found the experience exciting.	He put his hand
inside her panties. 
	He said, "Hah!  You're wet.  You want this as much as
I do."
	"No.  Let me go."
	"The more you struggle, the worse it will be for
you."
	He threw her panties on the bed and fingered her
pussy.  She found herself getting sexually aroused  in
spite of herself.  After playing with her for a
minute, he undid his pants.  
	"There are women who would die for a feel of this
prick,"  he said.  He rubbed it against her leg until
it grew to it full size of 28 cm., which was bigger
than some professional studs.   	
	"You can't put that thing in me.  It will hurt me." 
she complained.
	"Just you watch."  
	He roughly inserted  his pole into her tight slit.  
	"It's too big.  You're hurting me,"  she said,
fighting back the tears.
	"Shut up and take it, "  he said,  angrily. 
	As he moved higher and took possession of her body,
the feeling of pain and humiliation subsided, and the
sexual arousal took over.  For the first time in sex,
she was with someone with genuine lust and passion,
rather than a stud going through the motions.  She was
no longer Karine the mathematician, but Karine the sex
animal.   He was taking her with all his might.  He
moved hard and fast, without a trace of gentleness. 
He wanted to gratify himself and display his prowess
for her admiration.
	"My God.  I don't believe it.  Your making me cum. "
She exclaimed.
	She lost herself to the feeling of what was happening
to her body.   She lost track of time and had no idea
where she was.  All she knew that her body was
convulsing in the most wonderful way.  Ben pushed in
as hard as he  could, as his love juice poured out
like a geyser.
	They lay there for a few minutes, their clothes in
total disarray.   When he pulled out, she started to
recover herself.
	"I know you loved it.  You're like all the women." 
He said with a self satisfied smile.
	"It was nice, but I really have to go."
	"Well, we'll do it again next time.  I can have you
any time I want."
	She was  infuriated by that attitude.     She put on
her panties and slacks and rearranged her shirt.  
	"You raped me.  I am not like most women.   You
should apologize."
	"But you liked having sex with me."
	"This isn't about sex.  It is about power.  You took
advantage of me.  Until you apologize,  there won't be
a next time. "
	She ran out the door before he had a chance to react.
  Ben was not used to being dismissed like that,
especially after a satisfying round of sex. 
	 He stalked  her, visiting her at school and at home.
 She complained to Pete, but he just said it was Ben's
way of saying he liked her.  She complained to her
girl friends, but they were envious and all wished
that Ben would haunt them.  He was starting to make
her life miserable. She felt that he would be a good
lover if he were not such an arrogant bastard.  There
was nothing wrong with him that wouldn't be helped  by
a partial ego-ectomy, especially regarding his sexual
prowess.  And she knew exactly how to do it, with a
little help from  Norma.
	When he called next, Karine got on the computer
phone.   He could see she was wearing a low cut shirt,
with ample cleavage. 
	She said, "I realize I've been unfair to to you.  
Why don't you come over tomorrow evening?   My family
will be away, so we will have the whole night to
play."
	Ben  readily agreed.   But when he arrived, he was
greeted by the slut Norma.  
	She said,  "Mistress Karine had to go out for a
while.  She told me to entertain you until  she
returned."
	Ben could not believe his luck.  He would have a slut
at the disposal for a while, and then he would have
Karine.   He followed her into the pleasure room. 
Norma got on her knees and opened Ben's fly.  She
released his prick, and started to suck on it.  Ben
was enjoying  it so much, he ignored a robot behind 
him.  The robot quickly seized him, ripped off his
shirt, and then place his arms in the sling.  
	"What are you doing?  I order you to put me down,"
Ben commanded.  
	Instead, Norma and the robot stripped  off his slacks
and shorts, leaving him naked.  The put ropes around
his legs, so they could restrain him completely. 
Karine appeared from behind the robot. 
	"I'm sorry,  Norma.  I interrupted you and our guest.
 You can resume what you were doing."
	Norma got down again and took in his prick.  
	"Karine,  let me go.  I thought robots have to obey
an order."  He said, his exasperation mixing with
excitement by Norma's exertions.  
	"They do obey orders."
	"Then why won't this robot release me?"
	"It's my robot"	
	"Let me go."
	"You talk too much."  She placed a gag in his mouth. 
She then said, "I'm sorry, Norma.  This should be more
comfortable for you.  Stand up."
	Karine pushed a button which raised Ben  almost 140
cm. in the air, so Norma could get at  his prick
without kneeling.   
	Karine said,   "I hope this holds you,  Ben.  It
wasn't designed for a male slut."
	Ben found that remark was particularly insulting,
since male sluts primarily serve gay clientele.
	By this time, Norma's efforts were having their
desired effect.  Ben could not resist the pleasure she
was causing on his penis.  It took  only a few more
licks before he was sending a milk shake of semen down
the slut's throat.  
	Karine lowered him and removed the gag.  
	"Are you going to be good?"  she asked.  
	"I don't know what you're talking about.  I'm always
good."
	"How about it, Norma.  Is he harmless yet?"  Karine
asked."
	"Oh mistress.    He has plenty of power left."
	"Then milk him of that power."
	She lifted Ben part way up.  Norma pressed his prick
between her breasts.  She rubbed it and then moved
around, with his prick firmly enlodged.
	"What you doing to me, slut?"  he asked.
	"Making you feel good, master Ben.   Don't you like
it?"
	"No."	
	Norma couldn't understand that.  She liked being tied
in the air, while people abuse her terribly, so she
thought he would, too.  
	Ben appealed to Karine. 
	"I thought you wanted to play with me, not abuse me."
	"I'm having a good time." 
	Norma pulled at his prick, paying attention to the
sensitive tip.  She had him filled with exquisite pain
and excitement.
	"Norma, I can't stand it any more.  You are making 
me cum again."  
	Norma let him pour all over her tits.  She rubbed it
all over herself, and giggled.  
	Karine lowered him to the ground.   He had a glazed
look in his eyes,  as if he was exhausted. 
	"Let's leave him for a few moments, so he can
recover, before we torture him again." she said.	
	Norma had time to clean up, when she and Karine
returned.   
	Ben pleaded with them, "What do you want from me?"
	`I want you to apologize for raping me."
	Ben stood there silently.  
	Karine asked Norma, "Is he good for another go?"
	Again they raised him up and Norma got to work,
sucking and licking his tool.   It took a few minutes,
but she had him fully erect in spite of himself.  When
she was bobbing back and forth on his prick, Karine
inserted a vibrator in his rectum.
	"Agggh.  Take  that out!  What are you doing?"   He
screamed.
	"I wanted to see what it did."   she said calmly.  
	In short order, Ben was reduced to a mass of sexual
stimulation.   He was simply overcome at every nerve
ending.  His whole body vibrated with the mast massive
orgasm of this life.   He squirted wave after wave of
cum into Norma's thirsty mouth.  When he was finished,
he was really finished. 
	He said quietly to Karine, "Why are you doing this to
me?"
	"You raped me, so I had  you raped back  Turn about
is fair  play."
	"But you liked it."
	"You liked it, too."
	It finally dawned on Ben what she was trying to say.
	"I'm sorry I raped you."
	"Promise never to touch me again  without my
permission."
	"I promise never to touch you again without your 
permission."
	Karine, Norma and the robot released him from the
sling and the ropes. Karine pushed a button on the
computer.   A picture came up showing Ben indicating
his apology. 
	"All pleasure rooms are computer monitored.  It's a
law to protect the slut."  Karine said.
	  Ben was so tired he had to be helped to bed.  He
was soon asleep.
	Karine instructed Norma and the robot,  "I'm going
out.  Let him sleep as long as he wants.  When he
wakes, let him use the bathroom or take a shower.  
Give some medicine for his sore muscles if he wants
and give him anything  he wants to eat or drink.  Just
don't let him leave until I get back." 
	Ben slept for several hours.   Norma told him what
Karine wanted him to do.  After his shower, he had a
large turkey teriyaki and some wine.   When Karine
returned, he was sketching Norma, in some provocative 
poses.
	Karine said to Ben, "I see you're up to your usual
tricks.  I bought you some new clothes, because your
old ones were pretty torn.  You have a choice.  You
can get up, put these on and we never see each other
again."
	"Or what?"
	"You are very good in sex in your way, in spite of
being an arrogant bastard."
	"I tend to think I'm good at sex because I'm an
arrogant bastard.  You said I had a choice.  Or what?"
	"Or you can spend the night with me."
	"I would have your permission to touch you?"
	"Of course."
	"You owe me an apology, too.  You abused me and hurt
me, especially that thing in my ass."
	"I am sorry I abused you.  I will never do that
again."
	"In that case I want to stay with you.  But I'm not
sure I can do you much good, after what I've been
through.
	"I've seen you in action.  You can do me plenty of
good for a nice slow night of loving.  Norma, you can
leave us now.  And be sure we are not interrupted.
	Karine began to remove her shirt and slacks.
	Ben interjected, "Can Norma keep these sketches?"
	"Of course, if she wants them."
	"Oh please,  Mistress Karine.  I'd love to have
them."
	Norma was giddy with happiness as she took the
sketches.  She gave Ben a kiss and an affectionate tap
in the groin.
	After she left, Ben said to Karine, "I'd  love to do
some sketches of you too.  You are very beautiful."
	"We'll see.  That's what got us in trouble the first
time.  Only if you can sketch from memory."
	By this time, Karine was naked except for her
panties.  She dimmed the lights, removed her panties
and got into bed with Ben.
	Ben said, "I hope I'll be okay.   My pecker is still
a bit sore."
	Karine giggled and said in a child like voice, "Me
kiss and make better."
	Karine put her head under the covers until she found
his prick.  She kissed it around the edges and on the
tip.   As it enlarged, her kisses were  definitely
making it better.  She kissed it a bit longer just her
assure herself he was fine, and then lay down on the
bed.  Ben kissed her hard on the lips as they explored
each other's tongues.  Ben put his hands on her
breasts, making her nipples hard.   He then kissed her
breasts, moving back and forth, from one to the other.
 Ben kissed  down her abdomen until his mouth reached
her legs.  He placed each hand on a leg, and put his
tongue on her labia.
	"Oooh, that feels so good." She sighed.
	 Ben kept tonguing her, but she said, "Lover, I want
your prick in me.  I want you to do me, nice and
slow."
	Ben was happy to oblige. He climbed on top of her to
place his pecker at the entrance of her love hole.  He
then slowly went in as deep as he could."
	Karine sighed, "Lover, that is what I want. This
feels fantastic."
	Ben kept going slowly.  He knew he could last a long
time.  He was just where he wanted to be, screwing the
beautiful blond beneath him.  He had  to suffer to get
there, but she wanted him, and that made it worth it.
Now, he wanted to give her the screw of her life. He
continued to move slow and deep, thrusting in hard. 
Karine pushed her legs at him, making it too easy.
	"Put your legs on my back.  I want you completely."  
he said.
	Karine was happy to give in to him.   Soon they were
rocking on the bed, making it shake.
	"I want do this forever.  This feels so good," she
said.
	As he thrust harder, Karine was moaning with each
push.  Her moans became louder and more frequent as he
thrusts did.  Karine vibrated with each thrust. Her
body became a symphony, with the sound getting louder.
 Soon she hit a crescendo, with brass and timpani,
which crashed over her.  But Ben was insisting on  a
coda.  He did net even pause in his thrusts. She was
riding 28 cm. of man-meat.  
	"Ben, you're making me cum again."  She sighed. 
	She grabbed his body and held him tight. He was
grunting with effort, and breathing hard, but he was
close enough to the finish that he could not stop. 
She was on the verge of a third orgasm when his cum
exploded like a rocket deep in side her.  He grunted
loudly as he gun kept exploding like a cannon.  She
also exploded, with cymbals crashing  and drums
rolling to a final climax.
	"I need you now,"   he growned.
	"I'm here for you," she sighed.
	They lay there in each other's arms for several
minutes.
	She said, "That was clearly the best sex of my entire
life.  Thank you."   She kissed him repeatedly over
his face and chest.
	He replied, "You weren't bad yourself.  I don't know
if it was the best, but it was really up there."   He
smiled, laying next to her.
	They had sex again in the morning, and several times
after that during the month.  But Ben was concerned
that he showed her his vulnerable side.  He predicted,
accurately,  that she would want a greater commitment
than he was willing to give.   Soon he was chasing
other quarry, whom he could snow more easily.   Karine
missed him, but made no effort to pursue him.   She
had too much dignity, and she realized that she wasn't
ready for a long term relationship.  But she
acknowledged that he was the best lover she had had in
her short life, so far.  Even though Karine was deeply
concerned about the status of women, she began to
prefer sex with a strong, dominant man.   And for that
she had to thank the family slut. 

 
	




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