Message-ID: <37223asstr$1026159006@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@google.com> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: toryu88@hotmail.com (sir_kraken) X-Original-Message-ID: <1fff344a.0207080738.58b36aa2@posting.google.com> Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 8 Jul 2002 15:38:05 GMT X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 8 Jul 2002 08:38:05 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} {ASS} Vestal Whore: Communion of Degradation Chap 52 {Toryu}(fM+ reluc interr degrad oral anal nc/cons bdsm breast sad beast pierc exhib fist inc religion) Date: Mon, 8 Jul 2002 16:10:06 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2002/37223> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: RuiJorge, dennyw This is an original work of adult literature. If you are under 18 years of age, read no further. If you are a pious self-righteous adult burdened by a repressive religious upbringing and sexual hang-ups too numerous to count, then you too should pass. This work may be copied for personal use and enjoyment, ONLY. Reposting on any pay sites is forbidden without the expressed permission of the Author at: godegesil@hotmail.com This work contains f_M+, Domination, Con/NC sex, slavery, prostitution, beast, bondage, interracial, masochism, sadism, breast torture, piercing, large breasts, and whatever else comes to mind. Feel free to offer comments and suggestions at the above email. Chapter 52 The small court yard to the squat building was dark, decorated by a large tree surrounded by a ring yuccas. The thick walls of adobe brick muffled the sound within. What seeped out to the ears of the five visitors was a low drone. The short dark figure mounted the covered porch and knocked on the thick wooden door. "Abra Roberto me mandó." he said as he leaned forward and spoke to the small closed opening in the center of the door. The a beam of light flared in the darkness as the small window opened a space followed by the sound of a heavy bolt sliding. The door opened abruptly and a thick arm beckoned them enter, the door closing quickly behind them. "Veo que Roberto nos ha mandado algúnos hombres del norte." the burly doorman said with a booming laugh. "Sí, y dice a las señoritas jugosas ellos tienen mucho dinero para gastar también." the dark guide said in return with a laugh. "What did he say?" The fat bearded one asked the Leader. "He said that Roberto somebody sent four horny Americans with lots of money to spend to defile the young women of Bolivia." the mustachioed leader said. "Or close to that. So keep your hands on your wallet, and don't flash too much cash, even in private." The Doorman waved an arm as the narrow hallway opened into a spacious room lined with booths and tables. A small bar was situated in one corner half hidden by a small crowd of young women. Mustache looked over at the tall burly Black and grinned. "You're all on your own." he said heading to a secluded table. "Hot damn!" the Fat Bearded one said as he waddled his sweating bulk toward the bar and the crowd of young women followed by the Young Blond. "Just like a stateside tittie bar." he thought as he pulled out a chair. "A bunch of pretty young girls playing dress-up, thinking they are all grown up because every swinging dick they see wants a piece of their ass." He was shaking his head as the Big Black pulled out a chair and sat down. "Not quite what I was expecting, how's bout you?" the Big Black growled. "Yeah, I don't want to feel like I'm fucking somebody's little sister, ya know?" he said motioning to the bar. "I guess they don't have the same compunctions..." he said as a squeal of laughter erupted from the direction of the bar. The Big Black turned in time to see Fat Beard pull his hand from between the plump cheeks of one of the scantily clad school girls to the amusement of the goosed girl's friends. Recognizing a payday the bevy of girls at the bar broke up only to congeal around the two eager Americans. The girl's had traded their pleated skirts and knee socks for their interpretation of a Victoria Secret model. The Black and Mustache watched the crowd of females, all quivering buttocks and jiggling breasts beneath whatever filmy fabric they had found, topped by clouds of dark voluminous thick black hair. They were in all sizes from short to tall, slim to thick, the mixed heritage of Indian, Inca, and Castilian. "Well, maybe after a few drinks..." he said with a wink to his companion. His eyes noting the darkness of a pair of nipples here and a dark thatch of pubic hair there. Even in the dim light of the quasi-club the week coffee pigmintation of the girls was unmistakable. He saw the Fat Beard motion in their direction and two girls cut themselves from the pack and headed toward the table. "Hola puede yo le obtengo una cerveza? Uh..Excuse me, Can I get you a beer?" the attractive teen said with smiling dark eyes and a halting voice. The second girl, short, dark and wide hipped stood mute letting her friend do the talking. "Gracias, dos cervesas, y dos Singani, por favor. You speak very good English." Moustache said with a grin, his white teeth showing in the dark. She nodded looking a little embarrassed and headed toward the bar. "I wonder what their mothers and fathers think they are doing right now?" big black said shaking his head as his eyes watched the shivering buttocks as the girls walked away. "Well, whatever it is, its' not this." he said. He watched as the two collected their drinks and returned to the table. He pulled out a chair and Big Black did the same, letting the girls decide where to sit. With demure smiles the girls sat down. The short girl chose Big Black and quickly pulled her chair next to his and without preamble lifted his massive arm and pressed herself against his chest, smiling up at his massive face. "Here's to international relations." Mustache said raising the glass of Singani. He slid his beer in front of the the girl and she quickly lifted the glass, the clink of the four glasses followed by their mingled laughter. Mustache cocked his head to down the Singani and jumped at the touch of the girl's slender hand on hid inner thigh. His choking sputtering brought another round of laughter from the table. "This had the makings of a wild night." he thought with a grin. The fat cook watched his wife lead the pretty anglo girl toward the house. His fat stump of a cock twitched and began to swell as he watched the madonna-like form of the defiled girl crawling behind his fat toad of a wife. He clenched and unclenched his fists in frustrated arousal at the sight of the heavy milk engorged bags swaying beneath her as she crawled. The late evening sun glinted off the brass rings at her nipples, nose and cunt. He flexed his cock as he remembered the engulfing tightness and liquid heat of the young American's eager cunt. His mind reeled at the memory of her wanton cravings beneath the hands of the barracks full of young soldiers. All their secret fantasies were before them, An anglo princess for them to defile, each bearing balls brimming with eager sperm, and she drained them all!! His tongue licked at his fat lips at the memory. Soon the Old Priest would return to take this lovely vision away, but not before he created new memories to paint over the face of his repulsive wife as he emptied his balls in her scabrous cunt. He opened the door for his waddling wife and watched as she tugged the pale young missionary into the center of the room by her nose ring. "Sit, puta!!" she said punctuating her words with a kick to the firm thigh of the pretty young American. The pretty young American grunted from the pain, as she dropped to her haunches in the center of the room, her clean flesh giggling and quivering with the effort. Rachel's eyes flitted between Esuela and her husband in confusion. She wanted to please, but was lost in confusion at not knowing how. Her thick clitoris burned with arousal from the tugging and pulling of the heavy cross which hung suspended from the thick ring that pierced it's thick base. Squatting on her haunches, her fat breasts hung heavily on her narrow chest, the veiny balloons wobbled liquidly on her chest with each excited breath she took. The curved lines of her ribs stood out, the weight of her monster udders stretching the alabaster skin of her torso taunt. The fat cook looked on the long thick fingers of her pierced nipples with envy. The long swollen paps were distorted from the nursing of the hungry pups and leaked wetly. The white nourishing fluid leaked from around where the thick brass rings pierced her thick nipples, the sensitive flesh was puckered, stretched by the thick ring. Milk dripped down to decant along the chain hanging from each thick nipple ring, the weight of her whore's bells seemingly un-noticed by the rigid engorged projections of flesh. He watched with excited disgust as the beautiful defiled and debased teen allowed her ample bottom to settle on a dirty heel, her hips squirming, churning the wet sopping gash of her cunt to a froth. The slut's hooded blue eyes shifted about in nervous embarrassment as she strove to bring herself to a filthy climax. Whether her embarrassment stemmed from her own disgusting display of excess or the uncontrollable secretions of her over ripe breasts, the fat cook could not say. For his own part, he felt his balls churning and tingling between his thick thighs, the swollen stump of his cock hungering for the release of the pretty young slut's eager cunt. Rachel clasped her fat lower lip between her teeth, the large nose ring touching her chin, as she felt the gut wrenching climax beginning in her belly. Her sleek arms stiffened, hands clasping her trim thighs, mashing her fat fluid swollen udders together forcing the thick blue veins radiating from her swollen engorged nipples into vivid relief. Two yapping pups stood at her thighs, jumping and whining as they attempted to capture the thick nipples on her swaying breasts. Her fleshy hips squirmed mashing her leaking cunt harder against her upturned heel. Her eyes rolled and her breath shallowed as the entity born of her own perversion grew like a bastard child in her belly, blossoming, ever larger until it pushed all thought from the dregs of her mind. The girl radiant in her debauched beauty, felt delicious pain as the needle like teeth of the pups clamp onto her thick swollen paps, the dogs pulling and sucking on her engorged udders. Rachel wallowed in her sick depravity, craving ever more. Her sick depravity was it's own reward, she moaned and shuddered, rocking on her haunches, as her dirty reward coursed through her. A small pale hand searched blindly, desperately for the chain hanging between her thighs, finding it, tugged and pulled in demented torment of her swollen clitoris, in an effort to prolong her filthy climax. Lost in her demented world of lust, the poor ripe young woman never noticed Escuella disappear into the adjacent room. The memories of her clasping wet cunt were still fresh in his mind, he was unable to control himself any longer. The Fat Cook scuttled forward, his hand fumbling at his dirty pants. As he moved they dropped from his bloated brown belly in a tangle around his feet. Never slowing he kicked himself free to stand in front of the beautiful overripe American, naked from the waist down. His fat pudgy hand fisted his fat swollen stump of a cock, skinning his thick foreskin. The thick brown shaft of his short cock seemed to be alive, it's surface writhing with dark pulsing veins at the girl's unholy display. His wealth of foreskin bunched behind the thick swollen cap of it's vermilion head. A thick drop of liquid lust oozed from it's wordless mouth as if the demanding appendage was drooling in anticipation. Planting his feet apart he shuffled forward on thick hairy legs and thrust the broad wet cap of his cock against the moaning girl's soft red lips. Rachel felt the familiar touch of cock flesh against her lips and reveled at the electric sensation that coursed through her. Her greedy body responded without thinking as her teeth released her full lip and her welcoming lips pursed to kiss the weeping snout of her rigid new master. Her practiced pink tongue snaked between her pursed lips to lap the delicious slime that leaked from the fat old man's cock. The beauty cooed as her mouth filled with the hungered for taste that weeks before would have raised her gorge. The missionary's mouth opened in welcome as her small chin fell open to admit yet another serpent into her defiled Eden. "A-h-h-h-m-m-m-m-m-h" she moaned impatiently as she forced her pale face forward to greedily swallow the thick pole. The Fat Cook leaned back as he grabbed the pretty American by her blond hair pulling her face against the underside of his bloated gut. He gritted his teeth as the delicious sensation strove to overwhelm him. He wanted to possess her, this treasure of defiled beauty. He wanted to destroy her too, as to never lose her. Never again would he, a poor fat little man have the power to possess such a beauty as this young hungry slut. His ball boiled as he thrust his thick cock deeply into the girl's welcoming throat. Rachel moaned around the thick plug of flesh that stretched her overfilled mouth. A vague shadow of who she once was crossed her, the hint of tears formed at her eyes only to be forgotten as her small pink tongue crawled along the underside of the veiny spear easing it's invasion like some perverted Quisling. She forced her pale white face against the thick vein covered rod in self degradation wanting it all. Her lifted giddily as she felt the coarse hair of his groin scourge the smooth skin of her chin, nose and cheeks. Her pierced nose flared at the strong masculine stench of his unwashed crotch as she felt her thick clit buzz and twitch as it swelled anew burying the old Rachel once and for all. Snorting with effort, her breath blasting into the Fat Cooks soiled pubes, the beautiful teen nursed on the length of the thick cock embedded in her throat. The marred smooth surface of her arched white back glistened with a patina of sweat as she labored to please the fat old man. Her young supple muscles knotted and writhed beneath her Nordic skin as she struggled to please the fat old peasant. His brown hands wrapped in her blond tresses the Cook drilled his cock into the young blue eyed teen's unresisting mouth as he pulled her face against the bloated hairy surface of the underside of his belly. Her small pale hands busied themselves selfishly as one caressed and coaxed his churning scrotum resting on her clear smooth chin. The pretty girl's other hand was hidden between her own sleek splayed thighs. Her tiny digits played against her clit like a depraved virtuoso, scratching, pinching and pulling at the swollen demon with chipped and broken nails. Rachel worked her tongue against the delicious pole of flesh that filled her mouth. Her clouded blue eyes raised to search the sweating dark brown face. She wanted to please, needed to please. Only them could the demanding demon between her legs give her sought for release. She ground her swampy cunt against her upturned heel and pulled her torso up against the piercing pulling teeth of the nursing pups. "A-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-h" , she groaned as her demonic clit swelled once more to bursting the electric acid sensation in her belly blossoming once again. She ground her face against the sweating surface of the Fat man's swollen gut as she debased herself for him. The Fat Cooks hooded eyes watched the beautiful defiled girl. The sight and sensation of her pale form as she gobbled his cock in hungry desperation pushed him over the edge. The practiced wanton new of his impending climax before the old man. Her experienced fingers felt the swelling surge of his balls as they reverently cradled the heavy pouch of wrinklyskin. The young slut quickly grasped the thick shaft of his bursting cock in her slender white fingers, withdrawing her mouth to seal her puffy lips tightly around the mushroom like head. Her tiny white hand pumped the brown fleshy shaft as her greedy mouth sucked thick white streamers of sperm from it's slotted mouth. Like a depraved hungry child she sucked the viscous clotted slime in great thick ribbons to fill her ballooning cheeks. Her angelic face beamed as she swallowed the thick wads by the mouthful to form a warm liquid puddle in her flat empty belly. The Fat Cook looked down through the haze of orgasmic lust to see the Madonna of his dreams kissing the foul Serpent of Eden. Their eyes met, her blue eyes his soul as she smiled in depraved gratitude, her swollen red lips parting, to reveal the perfect pearls of her white teeth, bathed in the thick paste of his clotted sperm. Her pink tongue snaked out to lap the last thick streaks of his congealing spunk from his wilting cock. His brown eyes watched with sick fascination as the pretty young teen labored to capture the last of his spent dregs. He closed his eyes and sighed as he listened to their labored breathing and the wet gobbling slurps of the pups as they nursed at the swollen nipples that capped the huge veiny bags of her overfilled udders. ------- ASSM Moderation System Notice-------- This post has been reformatted by the ASSM Moderation Team due to inadequate formatting. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> | | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+