Message-ID: <43317asstr$1057795802@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <genericjoe@offthebeatenpath.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <200307091239.h69CdfeC003584@sarahbellum.offthebeatenpath.org> Mime-Version: 1.0 From: genericjoe@offthebeatenpath.org Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit X-MIME-Autoconverted: from quoted-printable to 8bit by sara.asstr-mirror.org id h69CbLYN007868 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Wed, 9 Jul 2003 08:39:34 -0400 Subject: {ASSM} GenericJoe's Images : 0013 (MF BDSM Fant reluc) Date: Wed, 9 Jul 2003 20:10:02 -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/Year2003/43317> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, hecate Images by GenericJoe <genericjoe.org> In deference to short pieces, to Suki's images from when I was first finding my bdsm-self, I am going to work on a series of images, most of which will have a bdsm theme of some kind or another, all short. At least three a week (but I'd love to do them daily.) As they are posted, the images will be archived at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/genericjoe/www/images/ 0013 (MF BDSM Fant reluc) Richard blinked his eyes as the blindfold was removed. How had he gotten here? Where was he? He looked around him, his eyes quickly adjusting to the darkness. He was outside, of that he was sure; tonight was the Cresent Moon, but it hadn't risen yet. He felt around him in the wet leaves of the clearing. He was naked, except for something on his wrist - a cord, which bound him to Lacey. She knelt next to him, blinking and looking around. The starlight gave her naked skin a pearlescent glow, a cool blue reflection on the tops of her breasts. "Lacey," he whispered. "Rich?" she said, "Is that you? Where are you?" He had always known his night vision was better than most people. "I'm over here," he said, tugging on the cord. "Oh!," she said moving to him. "You're... I'm... naked." "You're beautiful, Lacey," he said. Her head turned to him, her eyes open in shock. "How can you see anything, Rich? It's so very dark." Behind them, a voice spoke, "It is because he is fae, Lacey." They turned together to face the sound, and saw floating there a faerie maiden. She was at least five feet tall with billowing, giant butterfly wings, all done in cool blues and blacks. Her skin glowed like cavemoss, her blue-white hair billowed out behind her. "Bright Lady!" Lacey said. "You want her, don't your Rich? You cannot hide it." "Y-yes," he said. "I have since I came to this place." "The place of your birth," said the faerie. "Returning home to spawn." "What?" Lacey said, aghast. "Mount her Rich, she is fertile tonight. You will have a child of prophesy. You will consumate your relationship here in the faerie grove, for all to see, as is the faerie way." "No!" Lacey shouted. "Even if I wanted it, I am promised to another!" "You have no choice, little mortal," the faerie said. Vines traveled along the ground, wrapping around Lacey's arms and chest, pulling her down on her back. Other vines pulled at her ankles lifting them up and apart, unfolding the flower of her maidenhead. "She is yours, faerie's son. Take her, make us a child that will live in the human histories forever!" Rich felt his cock bounce, rampant. Vines grabbed his arms and legs, pulling him toward Lacey. He put his cock at her gateway, and she cried out in pain. Faerie lust surged through him, and he thrust into her, taking her, exulting in her wetness. The vines sensed his willingness, and withdrew from him. He caressed her breasts, teasing the nipples, bringing them to firmness. Lacey's face grew slack as she panted in time to his rhythms. "Yes, yes, oh, yes" she cried out. "Fuck me Rich, fuck me hard." Fae poured out from the trees as the Crescent Moon rose. Lacey sighed in pleasure as they surrounded the two lovers. Rich pounded into the human girl, and she began bucking back against him, orgasming over and over straining against the vines which bound her to the forest floor. He spilled his seed into her, crying out to the starlit night. The fae granted him their stamina, and he fucked her again and again. They found her, defiled in the forest the next day. Richard was not seen again for many many Crescent Moons. 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