Message-ID: <42241asstr$1051931402@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: BelievableAlibi@aol.com X-Original-Message-ID: <0506BFA7.1141813C.1FF051A8@aol.com> Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit x-assm-no-berne-warning: yes x-asstr-no-archive: no X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Fri, 02 May 2003 15:09:19 -0400 Subject: {ASSM} Every Girl Has Her Place x-asstr-message-id-hack: 42241 Date: Fri, 2 May 2003 23:10:02 -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/Year2003/42241> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: newsman, gill-bates To whom it may concern: I am attempting to have this story saved in my Author directory (Tamar) as well as in ASSTR. <1st attachment, "EveryGirl.txt" begin> {ASSTR/Parent_Directory/Tamar} {ASS} Every Girl Has Her Place {Tamar} MF bd ****************************************************** WARNING: THE FOLLOWING STORY IS FICTION OF A GRAPHIC NATURE AND INVOLVES DEVIANT SEXUAL SITUATIONS WHICH MAY INCLUDE INCEST, BONDAGE, NON-CONSENTUAL SEX, SEX WITH MINORS, AND OTHER DEVIANT ACTIVITIES INCLUDING BEASTIALITY. IF YOU ARE UNDERAGE OR WOULD BE OFFENDED BY SUCH A STORY, PLEASE DO NOT READ FURTHER. ******************************************************* Every Girl has Her Place I arrive at your house. I ring the bell. I feel casual, comfortable. You let me in and I try to breeze by you. Mistake. You crowd me up against the wall with your body, showing me your size. Your hand twists in my hair, your knee spreads my legs. Your force my face up to yours and kiss me. Hard. I get both arms between us and attempt to push you away. No dice. Instead I end up with both arms trapped over my head, you closer than ever. "Look at me" you demand. I do. I give you my face, eyes still defiant, mouth smirking. Your other hand comes up quick, slapping lightly but firmly on both cheeks. This shocks me for a moment and then fuels my struggle with you. You do it again, a little harder. This gives me pause. I stop fighting you and give you my eyes again..submissively this time. "Good girl. Put your arms down. Keep them there." I do..for the moment. You pull a leather collar out, lifting my hair out of the way as you install it around my neck. I tense again when the leash follows. You sense this and it earns me another light slap. I have never had my faced touched that way and the shock value is high. I submit to the leash. You turn and pull me after you to the play room. I am stripped down to my heels and collar. Your hands and nose and mouth roam at will. I blush as always when you order my arms up and you inhale my scent from beneath my arms. You spread the cheeks of my ass and rub a finger over that most private hole. I clench and get a sharp smack on the bottom for this small rebellion. I get the message: I am to remain open to you, no matter what. I voluntarily stand straight, hands behind my head, and spread my legs. You growl in pleasure and bury your mouth in my neck, sucking, biting around your collar. I nearly melt, mewling my pleasure. Your fingers spread my dripping pussy and I lunge forward, wanting to ride you. Too aggressive, you pull away, punishing me with your sudden absence. "You will not come. Not until I give you permission." I do not agree or even acknowledge this statement. This earns me another face slap. My eyes blaze, but I agree...I will not come without permission. "Arms up." You proceed to bind my breasts...tight..oh god, so tight this time! Cuffs are attached to my wrists and ankles. I think you are going to bend me over the bed; instead, you take my leash and lead me outside. It is dusk. I cringe a little at being outside this way: collar, leash, breasts bound tightly. Again, you feel my hesitation and pull me forward by the leash. You lead me to a blanket on the grass. I center myself on it without being told. I am panting with excitement...You stake me out spead-eagled on the blanket. Then, you leave. I gasp in frustration. Then in consternation. I realize I am out here in plain sight if anyone cares to look, or worse, a helicopter decides to fly over. I wait. I attempt to slip my bonds, but not this time. I struggle uselessly against the ropes, my tits aching. Finally, finally you emerge from the house. You have your bag with you. You are naked. I am so wet with need and so helpless to do anything about it. I am at your mercy. You kneel, knees around my head, laying your balls on my face, forcing me to take in your scent. I moan, overcome. You order me still and rub your rock hard cock against my lips, coating them with your drippings. I strain against my ties, wanting contact with you..any kind. You open my lips with your cock, filing my mouth. Then my throat. All the way down, only stopping when I start to gag. Bracing yourself on your hands, you slowly fuck my face, making me take all of you on each stroke. I am greedily sucking, wanting your come when you pull away and straddle my ribcage. You take my bound breasts in hand, lifting them up. I am hot and slick with the sweat of my desire. You penetrate the tight slit between my tits with your cock and really begin to fuck me. Hard and rough, riding me. Using me. Animal noises from both of us. I feel like I am going to climax just from this but remember my orders...no, no, no...but its so hard. My submission to your use excites me so deeply. My tits feel like they're about to explode when suddenly you are gone. You release my legs and I gratefully spread to take you. My pussy clamps around your cock and I look to you in desperation... "Go ahead", you tell me and I explode in climax. Again. And again. Christ. It won't stop.....I hear you from a distance, calling me back to you, calling me back into focus. I come willingly, completely yours now. You take my leash in your fist, forcing my face forward. I look into your eyes, imploring you to give me the gift of your semen. You pull out and move up my body, pumping your cock in your fist. "Open your mouth". I do. Twilight glistens in the juices covering your cock as you ejaculate, spraying my face and tongue and hair with your seed. You move up, once again inserting your still twitching cock into my mouth for clean up. I suck greedily, wanting all of you. Wanting your approval and pleasure. I am completely open. You have taken me to that place where I can be.. Yours. <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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