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Subject: {ASSM} A Girl pt4 (MMF, nc, D/s, )
Date: Wed,  9 Apr 2003 00:10:02 -0400
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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.

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(Chapter 4, Girl 2) 

Rolling her head form one side to the other she looks about the room.
Fully expecting to be at home, if not in the master bedroom that she
was occasionally allowed to share with master then in the bare room
she used on the other nights. Something is wrong, looking about she
can see a bare room, no paper on the walls the joints in the wall
lining clearly visible. she sinks back into the bed thinking hard, she
is gagged, bound hand and foot in soft rope, naked and uncovered by
bed clothes. There is enough heat in the room that the winter cold has
not made her uncomfortable but still there is something missing.
closing her eyes she wonders what it is that she is missing. She lies
there reviewing the experiences she had last night. Who was that man,
he was rough in the way he spoke to her but gentle in the way he
fucked. 

Almost as if the hard words he spoke were a show, it was like he
didn't want to hurt her, where did master find him. She drifts off to
sleep. 

She wakes in the gloom of the darkened room to find the gag gone the
ropes have been removes and replaced with a steel cuff. The cuff
attached to her ankle in turn attached to the bed by a length of chain
and 2 heavy padlocks. sitting up she moves about the room finding
master has left food for her. sitting on the edge of the bed she looks
at the small table and the food, French toast, eggs, bacon, tomatoes
and a hash brown, a thermos of coffee, milk and sugar. she looks at
the food and smiles, master is happy this is a rare treat. while her
60kg frame isn't overweight by any stretch of the imagination. Most
would in fact call her petite; she exercises and eats well as much for
herself as under her masters insistence. Looking down at the rare
treat she smiles again and murmurs "thank you master." 

She picks up the toast its still warm, not hot but it can't have been
there too long. Again she smiles while nibbling on the toast. 

"He always knows when I am close to waking." Comes the lilting voice. 

She opens the thermos and sniffs the coffee. She smiles thinking the
coffee is going to taste just great. Pouring a cup of coffee she looks
at the sugar and milk wondering. Her master knows she doesn't take
milk or sugar. She sits alternating between nibbling on the toast and
sipping the coffee. An hour or so passes and she find herself sitting
and reminiscing about the past three years with her master. Smiling
she settles dreaming reaching down her hand finding her pussy, a
finger worms its way between the lips she breaths deeply as the finger
brushes her clit. Snapping her eyes open he removes her hand quickly
hoping master didn't see she wonders when he will come for her. 

Startled at the sound she turns to find the door open and the stranger
standing there. He starts toward her and reaches out to touch her jaw.
Standing her ground not backing away like taught knowing her master
will be watching. Gently he cups a hand around her neck his thumb
under her jaw and draws her to the bed. He sits her on the bed one
hand sliding down and resting on her breast he draws her head to his
groin. Her hand slides up his thigh and she unzips him masters
training coming to her unbidden as by reaction she gently extracts his
stiffening cock and place to her lips. Talking it into her mouth she
deftly starts to slurp on his tool. She can hear the noises of
satisfaction coming form his lips as she works on his cock finding it
stiffening further in her mouth. She slips off the bet to her knees
the accustomed position for this kind of work. She wonders if master
is enjoying the show he must be somewhere about watching her probably
on some cameras ridged in this room. She smiles and doubles her
efforts to gibe master a show he will remember. 

Hands reach down and rest on her head slipping her off his cock. A
hand slips under her arm and lifting her to her feet he stands in
front her looking into her eyes. As his hand strays to her groin her
legs part obediently. She smiles once again thinking of master his
fingers probe her moist nether lips. he lays her down on the bed
spreads the long legs bending them at the knee. He steps back and
slips out of the pants, kneeling on the bed gently placing the tip of
his cock against her he smiles down at her and slowly thrusts into her
warm wet cunt. For a while he thrusts away filling her wet hole with
his cock. a dreamy look passes across her face as she finally works
out what was missing when she woke before and she wonders why her cunt
wasn't full. Concentrating on the sensation in her pussy she lifts her
hips slightly to allow better penetration, but in truth its to provide
better feeling for her. His thrusting into her continues speeding up
and the look on his face becoming more and more urgent. The thrusts
getting quicker and shorter his breaths coming in ragged gasps, she
can feel herself coming to the edge. She is near the edge of her own
orgasm when she feels the heat inside her and he's pulling out. 

He's standing there with a strange look on his face looking down at
her. What's he thinking and did master like that. Lying there in her
back her legs spread cum dribbling out of her pussy down between her
cheeks her eyes closed the voice cuts through to her. 

"Your safe with me now angel, ill never make you sell yourself like he
does" it says 

Her eyes snap open with a shock. What the hell is he talking about she
doesn't sell herself suddenly a new thought one that she doesn't want.
Master where are you please come to me. 

"What, what are you talking about where is my master, no tell me he's
here, what do you mean I wont have to sell myself I don't now. I do it
because master likes it" she babbles. 

He looks at her with some incredulity "you do it because you like it!"

She bursts into tears sobbing wildly he is silent for long moments
before finally looks at her sobbing naked and oozing on the bed and a
pained cries out "what have I done?" 
He rushes from the room and she is left sobbing and alone. She lies
there for what seams like hours scared to all hell. The only thought
being of her loving master, is he alright, is he alive will she ever
see him. The sound loud and sharp on her ears, wondering what that was
she sits up and looks but she cant hear anything, Sinking back into
the bed her worry and fear take hold on her. 

There is a gentle shaking on her shoulders she doesn't look up not
waning to open her eyes and look up at the man. He's taken her form
everything she loves and she will fight him with everything she has
never having being a fighter before she is determined this time she
will be. 

"Baby girl, its ok it's all over. I'm sorry I let you down baby can
you ever forgive me" the voice says 

There's something about the voice, its different, she looks up to see
her masters face looking at her not smiling but very definitely not
angry she throws her arms around him and hangs on for dear. He opens
the lock on the cuff life he picks her up and carries her out. 



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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 oh and as per usual
remove the ".NOSPAM"

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