Message-ID: <42387asstr$1052568602@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <3EBC3B82.0000E7.21343@ns.interchange.ca> From: "Zebulon" <zebulon@fastmail.ca> X-Fastmail-IP: [24.26.255.35] X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Fri, 9 May 2003 19:36:34 -0400 (EDT) Subject: {ASSM} Part 13: TB and B {if you like Zebulon, read this one} Date: Sat, 10 May 2003 08:10:02 -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/Year2003/42387> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, RuiJorge Part 13 - Tall, Blond and Bound This is a work of fiction in 14 parts. It is the fourth novel set in the same world as "The Training of Jeannie and Clair," "Blackmailed into Bondage," and "Staci Davis: Investigative Slave." It is approximately the same length as the other three novels. Zebulon No reference to real persons is intended. It contains strong, non-traditional sexual imagery and language. If you don't like this kind of thing, don't read it. Feedback is welcome. Zebulon@fastmail.ca All Zebulon's work is posted here: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Zebulon/www/ This story may be reposted anywhere as long as (1) proper credit is given, (2) I am informed of where it is being posted, and (3) I am allowed free access to the web site where it is being posted. (MF, FF, Bond) - - - - - Part 13 - Tall, Blond and Bound by Zebulon * * * * * Julie was beside herself. She never thought things would go this far. The other acts had all used volunteers. Then the towering, scary woman had simply chosen them. She wanted to run; she wanted to cry; she wanted to scream. But nothing came out as she felt herself pulled to a standing position. Donner turned to face the crowd, holding the two women like hunting trophies. She angled them toward one side of the room. "Welcome the Donner's World," she announced, "where love and lust rule and where I am the only law." She turned them toward the other side of the room. "These two lovelies will be part of tonight's act." The audience, especially those in the cheap seats, rumbled their approval. The Dom turned to face the exact center of the room and addressed the girls in a voice loud enough for all to hear. "You will do exactly what I tell you to do." She looked hard first at one and then at the other. "Call me 'Mistress.'" Julie started to tremble. "Oh yes, and resist if you'd like me to punish you. I want you to resist. The crowd loves that." With that she gave each girl a hearty shake. Then Julie felt herself being frog-marched up to the stage. There were all kinds of bondage equipment and contraptions left over from the other acts. It was scattered along the black and side curtains, but the center stage was bare. The woman half dropped Julie on one side of the platform as they walked up. "Sit." she said in a commanding voice. Julie sat. She looked out and noticed that the house lights, which had come up for the Dom's entrance, were dimmed again. She could barely see the first row of audience members. A hush had fallen over the room. Julie watched as the Dom pulled Lori to exact center stage. "What's your name, slut?" Julie heard chuckles from the audience. Lori worked her mouth but nothing came out. The Dom gave her a good shake and asked again. Tears were starting to run down Lori's cheeks. Julie wanted to help her but her body wouldn't seem to work. "Lori," Julie managed to squeak, "Her name is Lori." "Shut up, bitch! I'll let you know when it's your turn. And call me Mistress when you speak to me." The audience again bellowed its appreciation. The Dom turned back to the crowd. "Lori, huh?" she said. "Nice name. Do you have nice tits to match?" Again no answer, but Donner really wasn't looking for one. "Let's find out." She squeezed first one and then the other through Lori's blouse. "Mmmm, nice," she said. Lori didn't react and Julie was almost frozen with shock. Had this been a private party the Dom might have torn Lori's blouse off. The host could settle things afterward. But, economics being what they were, she carefully undid buttons while keeping up a lewd and suggestive banter about the girl's body and undoubted sexual appetite. When all the buttons were all undone, she practically swept the blouse off of the now shaking girl. A few moments later she had unhooked the bra and pulled that off as well. Lori was now naked from the waist up in front of the roomful of strangers. Julie had closed her eyes. Donner had stopped talking. There were a few scuffling noises. After a couple of long moments, Julie started hearing Lori breathing very hard. She was almost moaning. Julie opened her eyes. The Dom had positioned herself directly behind Lori and faced her toward the watchers. She had one long arm wrapped directly under her friend's breasts and seemed to be holding her up. With her other hand, she had reached around and was doing something to Lori's nipple. Because of the angle, Julie couldn't see what it was. But Lori's eyes were open wide as she stared without seeing into the blackness of the audience. It almost looked to Julie as if Lori was feeling strong sexual stimulation. But how was that possible? The Dom had picked up the trick years before during a wild weekend she spent with a secretive stranger. He called himself Kelvin and she didn't know if that was his first or last name. But he was the best lover she'd ever had, before or since. He knew things about the female anatomy which were almost uncanny. He had taught her a few. Then he was gone. Soon after, Donner started her act. Between her natural dominance, her statuesque beauty, her theatre background, and the tricks she had learned from Kelvin, she was soon a huge hit. Julie could practically feel the heat coming off of the audience. There was dead silence. They were transfixed. Then the hand stopped moving and Lori groaned. The dom hissed in her ear, "Lose the shoes, girl." There was a longish pause then Lori stepped out of her heels. "Good girl." That's when Donner knew she had her. Julie was watching all this with her mouth hanging open. "Hey, Bitch." Julie wasn't sure that was meant for her. She looked up at Dom Donner. The Dom, who was still massaging Lori's nipple, was staring straight back at her. "Yeah, Bitch, you. Get over here. Now!" Julie started to get up. "Don't stand. Just get your ass over here, and fast." Julie bit her lip and crawled over on all fours. The Dom was smiling. Lori seemed to be building toward an orgasm. "Get her skirt off, Bitch." Julie bit her lip again. She moved in front of Lori and got to her knees. She reached up and undid the belt, button, and zipper that held Lori's dress in place and slid it down around Lori's ankles. "And the slip, Bitch." Julie wasn't thinking much any more, just following orders. The slip joined the dress. "And the rest, Bitch." She carefully peeled Lori's pantyhose and lace panties down. It all pooled together on the floor around her feet. Her friend was now completely naked except for her necklace and earrings. "Come on, Bitch," said the Dom with irritation, "get rid of all that shit. These folks want a good view. The hand at the breast the breast had slid down to Lori's crotch. Without even thinking, Lori spread her legs a bit and the hand started working her slit. She was hanging there being masturbated in public. Julie couldn't believe it. But she carefully grabbed one of her friend's ankles and lifted. She removed the remaining pantyhose and slid all the clothing out from under. Then she dropped the ankle and repeated the process with the other foot. "Put the clothing over there, Bitch." Donner indicated a chair on the side of the stage with a toss of her head. Julie did as directed. Now, get your own clothes off, Bitch," ordered the Dom. She was staring directly into Julie's eyes as the somewhat startled girl turned around in shock. Lori was moaning loudly enough now for everyone in the room to hear. Julie didn't know how to react to this last order. "DO IT," the Dom almost screamed at her. "Do it NOW!" And she did. As Julie began shedding her clothes and adding them to the chair with Lori's, Dom Donner knew she had them both. Julie had turned away from the scene at center stage and removed her clothes very deliberately. It took awhile. But soon enough she was as naked as Lori. When she turned back, Lori was gone. No she wasn't. She was in the rear of the stage being strapped into an X-shaped frame by the Dom. It was a modified X-frame with a kind of chair arrangement in the center. Lori's arms were strapped over her head and her legs were strapped to the bottom supports so that both arms and legs were well spread. But her weight was on a seat of some kind. From the side, it almost looked like she was sitting in a high-backed chair. Julie realized the whole arrangement was on short wheels when the Dom pushed it easily to center stage. The passion in Lori's face was starting to fade when the Dom went back to work on her. The bound girl hadn't gotten off before, but she had gotten close. "Get over here, Bitch." Julie crawled over. When she arrived a hand came down and grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her to a standing position. Donner was working Lori's nipple again with one hand while holding Julie with the other. She leaned over and put her face right next to hers. "OK, Bitch. Now tell me. What's your name?" "J . . . Julie." "That's 'Julie, MISTRESS!' Forget again and I'll tan your ass before this show is over. Got it!" "Yes . . . Mistress." "Your friend is getting hot, Julie. Don't you think?" Julie again bit her lip. She lowered her eyes. "Yes, Mistress," she said very diffidently. "Do you think her crotch is hot and wet, Julie?" Julie blushed furiously and nodded her head. She couldn't bring herself to speak. The Dom gave her another shake. "Answer me, Bitch." "Yes, Mistress." "Check it out and make sure, Julie." Julie looked up at the Dom and didn't know what to say. "Do it!" Julie looked quickly down. The seat wasn't solid. It was mostly a support for each buttock and thigh, but the whole center and front of the padded rest seemed to be missing. Lori's crotch was simply suspended in air. She reached over with her hand and gently felt her friend's crotch. It was very hot and wet, indeed. "Yes, Mistress," she finally said. But as she started to withdraw her hand the Dom reached in and grabbed it by the wrist. "I think she's getting close to coming," Donner said, pushing Julie's hand back into the steaming folds of flesh. "Where's that clit?" Julie shook her head. There were tears running down her own face now. "Don't fuck with me, Bitch. Find her clit!" Julie quickly felt around and identified the swollen little bud. "It's here, Mistress." The Dom took the finger with which Julie was pointing and begin running it up and down across Lori's clit. "That's nice, isn't it, Lori." Lori hummed in agreement. "You like that. Don't you, Lori?" Another hum. Lori's eyes were tightly shut. She kept working Julie's finger in Lori's slit. "You're bringing your friend a lot of pleasure," said the Dom. "You know that Julie?" Julie shut her own eyes and said, "Yes, Mistress." "Good, well keep it up. And she released her hand." She stepped back and the crowd was treated to the spectacle of Julie diddling the clit of her best friend on stage. The Dom took a bow. The crowd broke out into enthusiastic applause. Lori didn't seem to care, but Julie's eyes opened and her hand slowed down at the sound. She became very self-conscious of what was going on. Lori's eyes were still tightly shut. The applause died down. Julie started to remove her hand. "Did I tell you to stop, Bitch?" Julie's hand immediately went back to work. Lori was moaning in earnest now. Julie again felt the Dom grabbing a fistful of her hair. "She's getting close now. Isn't she, Julie." "Yes, Mistress," she said with a small cry in her voice. Julie felt herself being positioned on her knees in front of her bound friend. Her finger never stopped working. Then she felt her face being pushed very close to Lori's crotch. "Take a good look, Julie." She stared at the incredible sight of the wet folds of flesh, a damp fringe of fine hair, and her own finger restlessly moving up and down the engorged furrow. "Stick your tongue out, Julie." Julie started to cry, but did as she was told. "Farther," said the Dom. "More," she repeated. "Good Girl." The Dom released her hair and dropped down on her knees behind Julie. She encircled Julie's waste with one arm as she had encircled Lori's before. The Don's other hand came up to Julie's nipple. As it started to move, Julie felt an incredible sexual rush almost immediately. She also felt a mouth very close to her ear, "Now lick her, Julie. Make her come." Julie was lost in the sexual fog. She leaned in the few extra inches. Her tongue was already out. Without even being told, she slid her finger out of the way and down until it was entering her friend's love burrow. She found she actually liked the smell and taste. And in seconds she was licking at her friend's clit the way she had dreamed that some day, some man might lick at hers. After a couple minutes, the Dom gently released her hold and stood up. Julie, lost in her licking, hardly noticed. The Dom turned and bowed to the audience again. There was another wild round of applause. This time neither Lori nor Julie seemed to notice. After a few minutes of this Lori came. Her eyes shot open. So did her mouth. She wore an expression of startled surprise. And then she was grunting and thrashing like crazy. Julie could feel the contractions both with her tongue and with her finger. And she found she loved it. This indeed was her best friend and she was bringing her such pleasure. For another minute the tableau held. Then, as Lori's contractions tapered off, the Dom reached down and pulled Julie up by her hair. "Nice work, Bitch," she said. Julie looked pleased, then embarrassed, then shocked in quick succession. Donner gave her a shake and said, "Don't you have any manners, Bitch? Didn't anyone ever teach you to say 'thank you' when you get a compliment?" "Thank you, Mistress," Julie added hastily not knowing what else to say or do. "Let me have some of that, Bitch." And so saying, the Dom leaned down and started licking the smaller girl's face and kissing her. Julie, again not knowing how to react, simply closed her eyes and let her. "Is that the best you can do, Julie?" said Donner, breaking the kiss. Julie's eyes flew open. "Come on, show me what you've got." Crying again, Julie kissed the Dom. She closed her eyes again and tried to pretend it was her favorite old boyfriend. It was a much more satisfactory kiss. And Julie was absolutely shocked to realize she was no longer fantasizing about kissing her old boyfriend. She was fantasizing about kissing Lori. Lori, coming down from that incredible climax, watched her friend kissing Donner. Yet in some befuddled corner of her consciousness she wished she were the one Julie was kissing. * * * * * Dom Donner released Julie who sank to the ground like a puddle of damp rags. Walking quickly across stage she grabbed a strange T-shaped poll and returned to Lori and the X-frame. She gave a frame a good shove with her foot and it skidded about six feet to the side. This exposed a capped hole in the floor of the stage. The Dom knelt down and flipped up the cap. Then she stood and pushed the poll into the hole. It settled in with a satisfying click. There was now a six foot poll in center stage with a T-arrangement in the front. The T was offset a foot forward toward the audience and included a neck clamp in the center and two wrist clamps on the ends. The whole business could be adjusted for length, bringing the wrists closer or farther from the neck. And it could be adjusted for height, the T sliding up and down the poll. Satisfied with her handiwork, she took a couple of steps to the prostrate Julie and again grabbed a handful of hair. Julie came up quickly. The Dom pulled her over to the poll and in short order had her clamped in. She could have adjusted the height for maximum discomfort, with Julie's feet barely touching the floor. But that wasn't the way this show was evolving. So instead, Julie was standing with her feet comfortably apart on stage and her arms comfortably out to her sides. If an audience member squinted just a bit and lost sight of the T-contraption, it looked like Julie was just standing in center stage, facing the audience, holding her hands almost like someone had a gun in her back and was robbing her. Julie's face still glistened with her friend's love juices and her own pubic patch was moist and sparkled in the stage lights. The Dom spent a few minutes massaging Julie's breasts and clit to bring her back to a high level of arousal. Then she abruptly stopped and moved to Lori on the X-Fame. It took very little time to undo the straps that held Lori in place. She practically had to peal her off of the frame. Lori stood on wobbly legs; the Dom steadied her by grabbing a handful of her long hair, close to the scalp. "Well, Lori," Donner asked, "did you like the ride?" Lori wasn't sure how to answer. Part of her wanted to say yes, the rest of her was horrified at the thought of giving that answer. The Dom gave her a hearty shake. It hurt. "Goddamn it, girl. You answer me when I talk to you! Was that fun?" "I'm not sure," she stammered in response. Dom Donner grinned an evil grin. She then quickly bent the girl over at the waist and whacked her twice on the ass with her open hand, using enough force that the sound of the crack echoed back from the rear of the room. She then pulled Lori back to a standing position and barked, "The next time you forget to call me 'Mistress' I'm going to give you six of those." And as the tears flowed freely, the Dom said, "Let's have the truth, now. Did you enjoy being eaten by Julie." Amazingly, through the pain and humiliation Lori realized the truth and said it. "Yes, Mistress." The Dom smiled at the audience and they again favored her with their raucous approval. Julie had watched the whole business with Lori as best she could from her perch. Her face was a mask of empathetic pain for her friend. Tears still on her cheeks. But when she heard her friend admit that she liked being eaten by her, she felt a fluttery feeling deep inside. Donner walked Lori the few steps over to where Julie stood before the audience and said, "Then why don't you show her." She was still holding Lori by the hair and pushed her face into Julie's. And almost without thinking, Lori kissed her best friend deeply. The kiss just went on and on. And as they kissed Dom Donner reached in and tweaked both their clits in a way that heightened their passion considerably. The girls stopped kissing but stood with their faces almost touching. They breathed heavily on each other. After this had gone on for a while, the Dom stood up behind Lori and tweaked her nipple some more. She whispered in her ear. Reaching down she took one of Lori's hands that were hanging limply at her sides. She brought it up and used it to stroke Julie's cheek, all the while continuing to massage Lori's nipple and whisper in her ear. When the Dom released Lori's hand the stroking continued. She ceased her whispering and the stroking continued. Then she released Lori's nipple and slowly started to back away. As she did, the audience showed signs of breaking into applause again, but the Dom raised her hand in a gesture that told the audience to remain quiet. Lori's stroking of Julie's cheek continued. Their faces still only inches apart. Then she leaned in and again kissed her friend deeply. Julie kissed her back. Almost without thinking, Lori's hand stroked down Julie's cheek, past the clamp, down her neck, and across her shoulder. Her kiss had become more energetic and her mouth traveled across Julie's cheek to the side of her face. She nuzzled her friend's ear and used her hot tongue to gently lick and tickle the contours. Her hand traveled down to Julie's breast. She felt her friend's nipple stiffen at her touch as she fondled it. Julie felt Lori's breasts rubbing against her own as her friend's tongue worked her ear. The audience on the right side of the little theater was getting a great show. The audience on the left side was getting a pretty good one. The audience in the center was mostly seeing Lori's back, but that was OK. Their imaginations were working overtime and a great time was being had by all. Lori's free hand came to life and moved up to rub Julie's other breast. She stopped licking the ear and moved back to his her friend's mouth. Then she leaned back a bit, looked Julie in the face and smiled. It was a genuine and passionate smile. Julie started weeping with what could only be described as pleasure and smiled back. Lori leaned down and sucked on one of Julie's nipples as she continued to fondle the other. The audience made another set of noises preliminary to an outbreak of spontaneous applause and again the Dom gestured them to silence. Julie had closed her eyes and was drinking in the pleasure of her friend's attentions. Then, without thinking about what she was doing, Lori dropped to her knees and began to gently knead her friend's labia. Julie sucked in her breath at the touch. Lori leaned forward and breathed heavily on the damp skin as her fingers sank into pleats of warm flesh. Julie's mouth opened and she began breathing heavily enough for the whole audience to hear. Lori remembered how good Julie's tongue had felt and how much pleasure it had given her. She had forgotten completely about the audience and her situation. She leaned a little further forward and gently buried her lips and tongue in her young friend's pussy. Her fingers slid down to play with the flesh around her vagina and anus. Julie had moved her legs as far apart as her constraints would allow. For long minutes this tableau held. A couple of times Lori reached up with one hand and rubbed Julie's breast and the soft flesh of her flat stomach. Once she used her nails to scratch a line down her friend's side from the armpit to her hip. Between the juices from Julie's twat and her own saliva, Lori's hand was completely soaked with lubrication. She did something, almost without thinking, that she had always dreamed about but never experienced. She slipped one well lubed finger into Julie's anus. Julie's breath started coming in ragged gasps and Lori could feel her getting close to a release. She firmly grasped the flesh around Julie's clit with her lips and nipped the little bud gently with her teeth. Julie's thighs started to tremble against Lori's naked shoulders. She worked her finger in and out of Julie's anus as if it were a penis and flicked her friend's clit with her tongue as quickly and firmly as she could. In seconds Julie's passion exploded into a prolonged and extremely vocal climax. The effect was so powerful and the audience so enthralled that they were shocked absolutely silent. As the contractions damped out, Lori gently finished tonguing her friend and slowly slipped her finger out of her ass. Dom Donner came up and almost gently pulled Lori to her feet. The crowd burst into noisy appreciation. The Dom reached over and undid the clamps that held Julie. She had to steady the poor girl so she wouldn't fall. The act was over and the Dom could now lighten up. As the crowd quieted a little and Julie regained her footing, the Dom quietly said, "Once this is over, you two can gather your clothes and go backstage. The is a shower there and you can use my dressing room to put yourselves in order." Then, before the girls could react, the Dom pulled them to the front center of the stage. She stood for a long moment facing the audience, grabbing one upper arm in each hand. She took a deep bow, pulling the girls down with her as she went. The audience went crazy. Ted was clapping and hooting as much as anyone. He was sure his sex problems were history. He even anticipated future threesomes with Julie. Dom Donner came back up, pulling the two girls with her. The applause continued. She released the girls and bowed again. Lori automatically bowed with her. After only a slight hesitation, so did Julie. The applause became thunderous. * * * * * - - - - - -End of Part 13 - Tall, Blond and Bound - Zebulon - This story may be reposted anywhere as long as (1) proper credit is given, (2) I am informed of where it is being posted, and (3) I am allowed free access to the web site where it is being posted. _________________________________________________________________ http://fastmail.ca/ - Fast Secure Web Email for Canadians ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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