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Subject: {ASSM} A Girl pt1 (MMF, nc, D/s, )
Date: Wed,  2 Apr 2003 04:10:03 -0500
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DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction based on true events.
If you are offended by sexually explicit material or are under the age
of 18, stop reading now. This material cannot be reproduced for
commercial purposes without the consent of the author.

A Girl
(chapter 1 - Girl)

Walking down a quiet street the girl notices not for the first time
the man watching her. Still too distant to make him out properly all
she can see is that he wares a dark coat buttoned up against the cold
and a hat. She shivers and asks herself again 

"Who is he. Dose master know him, or is he just another innocent
figure in her imagination" 

Shaking her head she continues thinking about why she is out in the
cold with next to nothing on. Muttering to herself while lost in
thought 

"I don't think I did anything wrong so why did master make me come out
dressed like this when its so cold? ". 

She again looks down at herself dressed in a skirt that in most cities
would be barley legal. Even in this city it is barely there and a crop
top, her nipples poking into the flimsy fabric so hard that she is
surprised it hasn't torn around them. 

She knows this look really turns master on. In the past when she has
been horny and wanting her master to take her without asking she has
waited for him in the doorway of the house wearing this selfsame skirt
and a halter while maybe not the same very similar. She knows master
loves her and she knows master loves to show her off. Deep in the
night when her thoughts are her own, in those times when she should
really be contemplating her servitude and what it means to her. She
has been known to get all dreamy about the times master makes her
dress like a slut. She knows master also gets turned on seeing her
blow strangers in a bar. She loves to look on his face when she is
flat on her back begin taken by another man against her will - not of
course that its really against her will anymore she doesn't have free
will and besides she has come to love it as much as master. 

But all that still doesn't explain why she is out her in the cold
freezing her nipples off with no explanation from him as to why. The
look in his eye had silenced all complaint and she again did as she
was told like the good girl that she knows he loves. 

"Well girl" she says to herself "whatever you may have done wont be
fixed by standing here looking at yourself." 

She knows what she has to do and struts off to the lamppost, stopping
just before it she glances over her shoulder to see if he's still
there. Shuddering as she sees that he is closer, still hidden under
the hat and coat but standing in the dim light of the flickering
lamppost just down the street looking for all the world like a
character from a bad 50's spy flick. 

"My god he's so close he will be able to see all of me "gasps the
shivering girl 
"Oh well" she thinks "there is nothing for it now I had better get on
with it!" 

She stands there feet shoulder width apart she feels the cold air
swirl against her pussy lips and gasps leaning out to the lamppost she
bends at the waist just how master taught her. She grips the lamppost
and pushes her ass back slightly feeling the silky material of the
short skirt slide up across her firm ass the rough hem announcing the
final retreat of modesty. Her legs part further and she can feel the
cold breeze on the super sensitive hairless skin of her pussy lips. As
they part the cold stings into the hot reaches of her and she begins
to feel the first hint of arousal. 

Knowing her master will be watching out for her somewhere in the
darkness. Knowing he will be enjoying the sight he is getting. Knowing
he is not the man she saw in the hat and coat. She reaches down in
front of herself lifting the now loose front of the skirt and slips
two fingers into her pussy. Spreading the lips with a finger either
side of her clit the man behind her must be getting quire a view of
this and wondering if master is getting this on video. Lost on her own
world her feet a meter apart and bent at the waist and pushing her now
bare ass out the girl is working on giving the stranger who she is
certain is still watching a good show. Her fingers now covered in her
juice and roughly rolling her clit about. A moan escapes her lips as
she wonders if the man has his hand on his cock yet. 

Suddenly she is shocked from her ecstasy as a body rests against her.
A hand pulls her head back and shoving cloth into her mouth while a
rough voice tells her 

"Don't try to struggle or ill kill you" 

She doesn't recognise the voice but there is nothing new in that.
Secure in the knowledge that her master wouldn't let anything truly
bad happen to her. Yet tense due to not knowing what master has in
store the conflicting emotions spill over into a mix of exciting fear.
She lives for this feeling every day a mission to please master enough
that he will give it to her. She can now feel juice running down her
inner thigh. The body backs off slightly 

"Stay there bitch" it growls 

As a hand roughly reaches into her groin and callused fingers part her
lips. The strangers other hand holding her head pressed up against the
lamppost and motionless. New dread fills her as she feels something
press against her cunt. This is the first time master has let another
man fuck her in public and never without her having met him nor
without her knowledge. The first time she was told it would happen she
had no choice but she knew. Now a new thought dose master know what if
he cant see her what then. In a flash of fright she starts to
struggle. 

The man pushes her head harder against the lamppost, the other hand
clamps down on her pussy lips and its nails dig in hurting her then
the voice comes again. She tries to cry out in pain but the cloth
takes care of all sound. 

"So now you struggle bitch. Well struggle away you showed what you had
so now I'm having it " the stranger growls as he forces his cock into
her. 

There is something very wrong with this and while she will be punished
for stopping the scene she is too frightened to carry on too much is
new, to much unknown. The man shifts his hand on her head to clamp her
mouth around the gag releases the hold on her pussy lips and continues
to fuck her roughly grunting with the force. She can feel the
sensations of his cock deep in her cunt rubbing on the front wall
despite her not wanting this now she can feel the heat welling up in
her. She starts to cry at begin betrayed by her body and is terrified
in the realisation that she doesn't want this to stop. He continues to
pound into her and she can feel his cock shiver as he starts to loose
his load deep in her cunt. She cries out into the gag but he withdraws
and leaves her pussy empty of all except his cum just before she
reaches the edge herself. 

One hand is caught and pulled away as it snakes its way to her clit to
finish the job. Something her master has never denied her if she
hasn't cum before a stranger. A strange smell fills her world and she
can feel herself loose consciousness.

Later she wakes in a dimly lit room naked and bound to the bed by soft
ropes her pussy feels abused but she knows and loves this feeling
also. Smiling and happy she sinks into the soft bed and murmurs
"Thank-you master that was wonderful"

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ok feedback welcome if you understand two things 
1) i cant spell and i make no appologies for that tho i have tryed to
sort it out 

2) i am trying somethin in a bit of a new style of writing for me ..
i havent posted here before but i have been writing this stuff for
more than a week or two 

mail me at joshua.pritchard@xtra.co.nz.NOSPAM og and as per usual
remove the ".NOSPAM"

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