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From: hwlnwlf53@aol.com (Hwlnwlf53)
Subject: {ASSM} Carnival, Pt. 2 mm//ff, sm
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Date: Wed, 14 Jul 2004 16:10:05 -0400
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WARNING: This story is a work of fiction and not to be read by
person(s) under the age of 21. Continuing on, assumes you are
over 21, and will not present/show this to any minors. This work
having been posted to the newsgroups is considered copyrighted
from the author. Please do not republish, copy, or post without
prior consent of the author. Copyright MasterKink, 2004. Other
stories are posted at my site:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/MastrKink


Carnival, Pt. 2


Everyone's eyes were on the tall blonde as her Master led her to
the dangling chains. By now most of the audience had settled into
the numerous chairs that had been placed around the room.

It was quiet as she was tightly gagged, then wide leather straps
wrapped around her thighs so her wrists could be fastened to them
and provide safe restraint.

Then she was helped to a sitting position on the floor and
lowered backwards so her head rested on a small pillow. The
chains were lowered and more leather cuffs were fastened around
her ankles so her legs could be attached, then pulled upwards and
out so she formed a perfect V with her cunt and ass at the lowest
point.

Her Master then took a seat and seemed to be content to wait a
moment. Everyone realized why as another woman entered from
another doorway and came out to the center of the room.

She carried 2 bags, but what at first appeared to be a tight
fitting body stocking revealed itself as a multi-colored tattoo
which covered her entire body from wrists to ankles. Serpents,
dragons and scenes of tortured women appeared to move as she
knelt on the floor.

Reaching into the small bag, she pulled out a metal butt plug and
with a small amount of lubricant pushed it firmly into the
waiting slave's cunt.

Then out came a bulb enema bottle. The tip was inserted into the
chained slave's rectum and squeezed until it was empty.

As she withdrew it, a small white drop of what looked like milk
was left dangling and then smeared it around her anus.

Then picking up the other bag, she held it aloft for a minute and
a gasp went through the crowd as it seemed to wriggle and move.

Reaching in, she came out with a long, thick snake. She held it
up so everyone could look at it and those who were close enough
could see that it's lips were sewn shut except for a small hole
where it's forked tongue darted in and out.

She held it down close to the slave's rectum and allowed it to
taste the milk glistening there. Then laying it on the floor, she
let nature do its work.

The snake seemed to hesitate as it licked the milk around the
poor woman's rectum, then in a quick movement buried its head in
her ass trying to reach the rest of it's snack.

The tattooed woman quickly reached again into her bag and pulled
out a long hatpin. With it she kept jabbing the snake and was
rewarded as it thrust itself forward a few more inches at a time
into the slave's asshole and stretching it wide as it went.

The slave was trying to move and escape her torment, but was
unable to do so. Everyone could hear her whimpers and crying from
the pain.

Finally, the snake seemed to have reached the widest point of
it's body and was stuck. Then it quit moving altogether.

With a jerk of her wrist, the tattooed tormenter pulled the
lifeless body of the snake out and just as quickly inserted her
fist deep into the now gaping asshole.

With her mouth on the slave's pussy working her tongue in and
around her clit, she slowly fucked the slave's rectum until her
arm was inserted in to what appeared to be her elbow.

The slave's moans had turned to pleasure now and her hips were
thrashing in a different fashion to take advantage of her sick
enjoyment of what was happening to her.

This continued for several minutes until the audience was
rewarded with the sight of her having an extremely intense
orgasm.

The tattooed woman eventually withdrew her arm and picking up her
bags quietly left the room and the stunned crowd of depraved
thrill seekers who were left wondering what could possibly follow
this scene.


MastrKink
                    "The pain in pleasure often becomes the
pleasure of pain."


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