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Subject: {ASSM} Nighmares and Visions 31-35 by Monocle; nc various caution
Date: Sat, 15 Jun 2002 17:10:06 -0400
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  If you're under 18, this is not for you; skip or erase the
file. Stay in school. Say no to drugs.
  The following is a work of fiction containing scenes of graphic
sex of various kinds, most of which are nc, kinky, and/or
downright weird. The actions depicted are not from or for real
life.
  Content is my own (Monocle), copyright 2002, (as are the typos,
and spelling & grammar errors). Any resemblance to persons or
events living or dead or stories already written is purely
coincidence. The reader is free and welcome to copy and circulate
this file in free legal forums, as long as this disclaimer is
included and no alterations to it or the content are made.
  Hope you like it.
  Monocle

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Nightmares and Visions (31-35) by Monocle nc various caution

Short vignettes and scenes. Most have the darker elements of nc,
bond, etc.
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Feedback to: monocle_o@NOTTHIS.hotmail.com Other stories from
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Nightmares and Visions by Monocle

More anonymous e-mails from my collection. I still don't know
their originator(s), but the themes remain.


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31.

For one instant time stopped. I stared wide-eyed down my
straining, sweaty body. There, between pinned-open legs, the
blunt red-pink pole quivered an inch from my pussy, glistening
with the saliva my own mouth had been forced to put there not a
minute ago. A drop of pre-cum oozed from the tip, a twin of the
one that had left the salty taste on my tongue. My hands strained
uselessly, wrists trapped above my head in a harsh grip. I felt
eyes staring down into mine but could not look away from the
nexus of my legs.

Time started. Hard muscles tensed further, an entire body
shifting into the sequence of violent motion. My scream started
before it even touched me, continued as the cock split my labia
and plunged into me, rising to a piercing shriek as it tore
through my hymen. His pelvis met mine with a slap, taking my
breath away and cutting me off in mid-cry.


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32.

As I turned from inspecting the damage to his trunk to my grille
and front bumper, he moved behind me. Before I knew what was
happening, he'd hooked his fingers in the waist of my skirt and
yanked it, hose, panties and all, down my legs. A shove of his
shoulder pushed me off balance onto the hood of my car.

For a second or two, I was surprised and unable to react. Then
the heat of the hood and radiator on my abdomen and legs
registered and I jerked my body back and away - and impaled
myself on his cock. During the short moment I had been pushed
forward, he had risen and positioned his rigid pole right at the
entrance to my pussy. My reflexive escape from the burning car
hood slid me back two or three inches onto his member. Even
through the shock, the stiff meat throbbed noticeably inside me.

The audacity and brazenness and of the attack, on the side of the
highway, in the middle of rush-hour traffic was bewildering. And
no cars gave sign of slowing to stop or help.

I lurched forward to free myself, pressing bare skin back onto
the hot metal of my car. I couldn't stay there and had to move
away again or be burned. I tried to shimmy back and to the side,
but gloved hands were planted on the hood to either side of my
waist. My body wouldn't let me stay still, so I reared back
again. He'd moved forward with me, not letting his cockhead slip
out, so when I moved back I made him sink deeper. Finally I found
my voice and screamed.

He pushed forward and I tried to escape him, pressing forward
until the grille threatened to sear my thighs.  I had to move
back - and still further onto the cock. It was happening so
quickly, so confusingly. I couldn't think what to do. My hands
had groped blindly across the hot hood until they'd landed on the
cooler islands of his gloves. I had no choice but to put my
fingers on his to keep them safe.

Using only his hips he pressed forward, forcing me to accept more
of his meat into me as I pushed back away from the heat. I
screamed as I rocked in both directions. My eyes teared and I
could barely see the traffic coming towards and past us. And all
the time my pussy was getting stuffed deeper and tighter with
cock.

I let out a huge sob when my bare rear pushed up against
expensive suit fabric. He was all the way in!

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33.

I'd entered so many mail-in and internet contests I'd long ago
lost track of them, so when I got the show ticket and winner's
note in the mail, I was both surprised and pleased. The place was
on a little hole-in the wall stage on the edge of the theater
district. It was a bit seedy-looking, but the reviews that came
with the ticket had sounded quite interesting. I had a front row,
center seat, so I would probably enjoy myself even if the play
were mediocre.

I arrived early, and had to wait a while in the nearly empty
seats. There seemed to be no program books about, which was
disappointing. I was beginning to worry about being bamboozled
when, a couple minutes before curtain time, the theater began
filling up. Soon enough, most seats were taken by a well-dressed,
mixed audience of a couple hundred. I relaxed, smiling at the
handsome men who took seats to either side of me. The guy on my
left definitely deserved a second look.

A few minutes later, the lights dimmed, and a mustached
showman/announcer in black top-hat and tails, cane and all, 
stepped out in front of the crimson curtain.

"Ladies and Gentlemen," he began. Welcome to our show. We are
pleased to introduce to you, the star of tonight's show,Vivian!"

Before I fully recognized my own name, a spotlight nearly blinded
me. In a confusing whirl, I heard thunderous applause and felt
hands on my arms, lifting me out of my seat. The light kept me
dazzled and disoriented as I was led up on the stage. I knew
something was wrong almost from the beginning, and began to
struggle and protest, but the two men carrying me - the ones who
had been sitting next to me - would not let go. The applause was
seemingly too loud for me to shout over.

Suddenly I was turned and pushed back onto a padded incline. My
former seatmates held my arms while the announcer stepped up to
me with an ornate tool, which he raised over his head and stabbed
downward toward me. I screamed and cringed, but the tool slid
down over my chest and stomach, neatly slicing my best dress in
half down the front. After the quick slash was finished, the men
on either side yanked the halves away with one hand each, tearing
the back as well. In shock I looked down to find myself totally
nude - he'd ripped through my bra and panties as well!

I looked up. Hundreds of faces looked back at me in the suddenly
silent theater. The announcer's voice boomed, "Act One, Scene
One, In which Vivian gets fucked!"

I screamed as the tuxedoed figure approached me. He was still
neatly dressed from the waist up, but below that, he was naked.
His glistening wet cock was fully erect and pointed straight at
me! I strained to free my arms and escape, but the two men at my
sides forced my arms above my head where the tuxedoed man leaned
over me and grasped them. The two assistants quickly moved to my
legs, grabbing me at my ankles and under my knees to spread them
wide apart. They held me open as the mustached pervert lowered
himself between my thighs, letting go only when my flailing would
not help me.

The fat knob of his cock found my mound and poked my slit
un-erringly even as I tried to slide away. I panicked, bucking
and screaming at him, but my movements only served to help his
thick, slick cock force its way deeper into me. I felt myself
filling with his hot meat, my dread and horror rising as he
shoved deeper. My screams rose in pitch as I felt the dual
pressure of his cockhead against the back of my channel and his
pubic bone against mine... 

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34 (or 33b)

He wasted no time. He withdrew his length slowly and steadily
until only the head was lodged in me, then even as I thrashed in
vain to escape, reversed directions and impaled me again, slowly
and brutally. I moaned as he withdrew and screamed anew as he
drove in. He began to fuck me, long and slow, bottoming out with
each inward stroke. My pleading, protesting voice grew hoarse and
finally all I could do was moan and grunt as he pulled out and
pushed in over and over.

His pace increased, becoming harder and rougher. He was nearing
climax. I used what little energy I had left to fight once again.
I couldn't let him cum in me. This was the worst time possible!
But I accomplished nothing. My struggles only goaded him to fuck
harder and faster, bringing the end that much quicker. When he
roared and slammed into me one last time, I cried out in despair
and humiliation, tears streaming down my face as his seed
streamed into me. The sound of applause filled the air adding the
chill shock of humiliation to the horror of the assault.

As the softening cock slid from my pussy, the evidence of his
ejaculation oozing out of my violated sex, the now-throaty
announcer's voice boomed again.

"Act One, Scene two, In which Vivian takes two new lovers and
loses her anal cherry."

I wailed as the two men at my sides deftly slipped my wrists and
ankles into pairs of handcuffs. The pair came around me, naked,
hands outstretched. As they lifted me I caught sight of a
vaudeville-style placard on the side of the stage. I screamed as
much from reading it as from the new, groping hands positioning
me on all fours and locking cuffs in place.

... 
I.3. Vivian Succumbs to Pleasure 
I.4. Vivian Learns the Pleasures of Other Women 
II.1. Vivian Encounters the Machine of Lust 
...

A cock plunging into my throat cut off my voice. I gagged and
sputtered, then screamed frantically around the oral invader as I
felt my ass cheeks being spread apart and the tip of another
lubricated penis pressing up against my anus. Before tears
completely blurred my vision, I saw the final lines of the
program. Cold fear gripped my stomach even as the stabbing penis
invaded my ass for the first time.

... 
II.2. Vivian and the Beast 
II.3. Vivian Loses All Hope(Audience Participation) 
Finale. Vivian Is Sold (Audience Participation)

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35.

I tangled my hands in my new lover's hair as he went down on me.
His tongue was _so_ good. He knew exactly where to lick hard,
exactly when to tease my clit. The slippery, hot tongue was long
and agile, demonstrated whenever it plunged into my slit, drew
out to lave my labia, or slithered down to poke my anus, all with
bare movements of his head. It took mere minutes to make me
scream in orgasm.

As I came down and started to push him away, purring with
aftershocks, his hands came up and grabbed mine, holding them
down to my sides as he continued. He pursed his lips and sucked
hard on my clit and I screamed again. It was too intense, but I
couldn't stop him just as I couldn't stop cumming.

My back arched, my stomach heaved and my pussy clenched as his
tongue seemed everywhere at once - thrusting inside me, licking
my inner thighs, laving my clit. I was nearly delirious. His
tongue danced across my over-sensitive clit, tried to nudge its
way past my spasming rosebud into my ass. The confusing
sensations heightened my orgasm to nearly unbearable pleasure.

Hot, wet hands cupped my breasts, slippery kneading them and
pinching my nipples. I desperately wanted it to stop and not to
stop, but I couldn't even scream any more. Soundlessly I simply
came and came and came. Finally I tried to bring my hands up to
push him away with my last reserves of energy and found he was
still holding them.

It was then that the alarm went off through my unending climax. I
opened my eyes and looked down my wracked and shuddering body.
What I saw gave me my voice back and I screamed again - in horror
as well as pleasure.

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Nightmares and Visions (31-35) by Monocle

Feedback to: monocle_o@NOTTHIS.hotmail.com Other stories from
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