Message-ID: <47755asstr$1084133403@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Mail-Format-Warning: No previous line for continuation: Wed Aug 14 16:30:23 2002Return-Path: <dwin2001@yahoo.com> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Message-ID: <20040509105146.5119.qmail@web90102.mail.scd.yahoo.com> From: Don Winslow <dwin2001@yahoo.com> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 9 May 2004 03:51:46 -0700 (PDT) Subject: {ASSM} {Winslow} "The Kiss" (Part 3) (M/F, D/s) [3/3] Lines: 145 Date: Sun, 9 May 2004 16:10:03 -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/Year2004/47755> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: newsman, dennyw --------------------------------- Do you Yahoo!? Win a $20,000 Career Makeover at Yahoo! HotJobs <1st attachment, "The Kiss 3.txt" begin> The Kiss (D/s, M/F) By Don Winslow Part 3/3 Slumped in the bonds that held her up against the smoothly-covered slab, the naked prisoner must have dozed off. Her frantic fear had subsided, but a vague sense of dread remained. Disengaged in the darkness, her mind floated, adrift as in some twilight zone. She came out of her dream world abruptly, dimly aware of the dull ache in her upraised arms. She worked her fists, roused herself, and raised her head to crane back against the board. Then she became aware of something else -- the dryness in her mouth and throat. It must have been her parched throat that awakened her, caused her to stir. She let herself hang in despair, her world now reduced in the dark cellar to one overpowering need, the need for water. She tried a strangled cry for help, but it came out as a weak and pitiful whimper. By now, she had lost all track of time, but as she hung in the silent darkness, with her dry mouth and now ragging thirst, she, unbelievably, heard the sound of the door opening above her. Wildly hopeful, she tried another cry, desperate to get the man's attention. But this time it came out as nothing more than a tiny whimper. If he heard it at all, he paid no attention, for the booted feet never skipped a beat as they methodically descended the wooden steps behind her. But even if he wasn't coming in response to her cries for help, the captive was elated. The main thing was he was coming back! He was coming back! A sudden snap and she was blinded by the brilliant flash of the overhead lights. In a few seconds her eyes fluttered open to find her captor sitting there, bare-chested, just as before, except that this time he held in his hand...a glass of water! "Well Amy, I see you're still here." His cruel joke brought a piteous moan of despair from the hanging girl. "Look what I've brought you." He held the glass up prominently right before her eyes. "Of course, if you're going to have a drink, I'll have to remove the gag first. We tried that before, but you were bad. Remember? Well, I'm willing to try again, if you'll promise to be good this time. Really promise." He let that sink in. "Now tell me Amy, if I take the gag out, promise me that this time you're going to be a good girl." Joyce bobbed her head vigorously, wildly desperate to get across to him her pathetic eagerness to comply with whatever this madman said. Once again he reached for her, but this time instead of resisting, she docilely bowed her head, leaning forward to meet him, eager to help his hands find the binding straps that were clipped together behind her head. The sense of relief to be rid of the expelled gag was overwhelming. Greedily, she gulped at the glass he held to her lips. She took several long drinks, pausing only to breathe, draining the glass. Then she looked up at him, as if she considering saying something. But one look at the warning expression on his face made her think better of it. "Enough?" he asked politely. She nodded in silent obedience. "Good. You're learning. But you must answer properly. From now on when I ask you a question you will respond with 'Yes, Sir.' Do you understand?" The girl licked her lips, dropped her eyes to the floor, and tried the words that came out in soft whisper: "Yes, Sir." She glanced up to find him smiling in satisfaction. She had pleased the man, and for some strange reason she felt good about that, weirdly proud. "Yes, you'll be a good girl, and I'll be nice to you, you'll see." He closed in on her. "Now kiss me." Her lips were pursed, but now she curled them, pressing them tight together in mute refusal. The man might take her, but he would not enjoy it! He simply grinned and took her small face between his hands. He drew her to him, her eyes widening in helpless alarm as his lips covered hers. He forced open her lips and sent his tongue darting into her mouth. Her eyes fluttered closed and she arched back, as his plunging tongue explored her mouth while his lips pressed against hers with terrible hunger. She struggled against the upwelling of lust, determined to deny herself and her captor the pleasures that threatened to overwhelm her. But the fires that the passionate kiss kindled in her healthy young body sent her up on her toes, surging back against him as he ground his chest against the pliant softness of her maidenly breasts. Soon she was kissing him back, her own tongue answering his probes, slithering up against his in that lewd intimate dance that only lovers know. Then he pulled back, and she was left breathless and panting, her small breasts heaving in the aftermath of their first kiss. End of Part 3 The End Copyright 2004, Don Winslow Comments: dwin2001@yahoo.com More of Don Winslow's erotic fiction may be found at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Don_Winslow/www/ <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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