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Subject: {ASSM} {ASS} HUNGRY FOR FUSCHIA [7/?] {Hungry Guy, Lady Fuschia} (M/F Mpov Mdom Fsub mult les humil cons piv oral anal ws choke strangle reluc rom caution)
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{ASS} HUNGRY FOR FUSCHIA [7/?] {Hungry Guy, Lady Fuschia} (M/F Mpov 
Mdom Fsub mult les humil cons piv oral anal ws choke strangle reluc rom 
caution)

COLLABORATION BY:  Hungry Guy and Lady Fuschia

    *****************************
    * CHAPTER 7 - THE LAST HOLE *
    *****************************

    As usual, the Lakeshore Limited left Cleveland four hours late, and 
then arrived in New York eight hours late.  Guy and his slave fell into 
bed at 2 AM after driving home from the Amtrak station.  He was too 
tired to even tie her to the bed and sleep on top of her.

    But next morning, Guy kissed Fuschia awake and said, "Your body 
still has one hole that I haven't yet fucked.  Can you guess which 
one?"

    "I can't guess, Master.  I think you've fucked all my holes, 
Master."

    Later that morning, Fuschia was strapped down flat on her back on 
his workbench.  He removed a tray from his autoclave on which was a 
large assortment of shiny steel knitting needles.  Each needle was a 
different color and had a tiny rounded point at one end and a cap at 
the other end.  

    "Master!" Fuschia gasped when he picked up the smallest needle and 
leaned in toward her pussy with the pointy end.

    "Relax, Fuschia.  This probably won't hurt, but it'll probably feel 
odd."

    "Yes, Master."

    Guy spread Fuschia's labia with his fingertips and found her 
urethra.  Gently, he touched the rounded point of the knitting needle 
to the tiny opening and slid it in.

    "Aaaak!" Fuschia screamed.

    "Hurts?" he asked.

    "No, Master, but it is uncomfortable."

    Guy slid the needle in very slowly amid her gasps until about 8" of 
the needle was up her urethra.

    Guy giggled and asked, "How's that feel?"

    "Like I have to take a mad pee, Master."

    "Well, let's leave that one in for a while before we go to the next 
bigger one."

    "Bigger?" she gasped.

    "Yes," he said.  "We're going to work our way up to the size 50, 
which is about 2" in diameter."

    "Master!  Please!  No!"

    "Yes, Fuschia.  Then I can fuck your pee hole.  But now I'm going 
downstairs for a bite of breakfast.  I'll be back in a little while."

    About an hour later, Guy returned upstairs.

    "Master!" Fuschia pleaded.  "I have to pee so bad!  Please take it 
out, Master!"

    Guy snickered, and sat back down next to her.  Slowly, he pulled 
the needle out of her urethra.  Fuschia was panting heavy trying to 
push at something.

    "You okay now?" he asked.

    "I feel like to pee so bad, but it won't come out."

    Guy dropped the needle in a pan of water and then picked up another 
needle that was only slightly thicker.

    Again, he slid the needle slowly into her urethra, evoking a squeak 
from her.  

    Guy then went into his bedroom and worked on a story for about 
couple of hours.

    As the day drew on, Guy replaced the needles two more times.

    When he slid the #4 needle, Fuschia screamed, "Ow!  Ow!  Ow!" so 
Guy left that needle in for the rest of the day.

    Guy left her strapped down to his workbench overnight.  The next 
morning, he pulled out the needle, letting her pee into a plastic 
handheld urinal.  He then inserted the next larger needle into her.

    Over the day, he increased the needles by two more sizes to a #6.

    He untied her from his workbench that evening and let her sleep in 
her cage that night.  By then, he knew that she was perfectly obedient 
and wouldn't remove the needle without permission to do so.

    Guy returned to work the next day, increasing to a #7 needle before 
leaving.

    It took about two weeks for Guy to work Fuschia up to a #50 
knitting needle, stretching her urethra to 2".  

    During those two weeks, he used her body for other pleasures as he 
usually does.  He routinely tied her to the bed with her bum against 
the headboard while he slept on top of her with his cock down her 
throat.  There were plenty of times that he put her in his "box" with 
her head sticking out the top of the box so that he could sit on the 
box and wrap his legs around the back of her head with his cock down 
her throat.       

    The day he finally inserted that #50 needle up her urethra, Fuschia 
screamed in pain for hours.  That night, he tied her spread-eagle face-
up onto the bed.   

    He noticed that she was also becoming more and more incontinent, so 
he placed a small mattress pad under her bum before removing the 
needle.

    Finally, after his nightly shower and bedtime snack, he climbed 
into bed and mounted his slave.  "Hi Fuschia!" he said.

    "Hi Master," she said with a weak smile.

    He felt down between her legs--sopping wet as usual--and found her 
stretched open pee-hole.  

His member was so hard in anticipation in entering her last unfucked 
hole.  He slid his hops down and forward, pressing the head against the 
tortured opening.  The next thrust forced it in. 

    Fuschia shrieked in agony as his cock filled her urethra.  

    She moaned in pain, tears flowing from her eyes, as his cockhead 
burst into her bladder.  As he began pumping her, the tight feeling was 
so incredible that he exploded almost immediately, flooding her bladder 
with his cum.

    Her urethra squeezed onto his cock to tightly that he stayed inside 
her after his orgasm had run its course, allowing him to fall asleep on 
her whilst still deep in her body.  

    * CONTINUED *

-- 
Hungry Guy
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/HungryGuy/www
http://storiesonline.net/library/author.php?name=Hungry_Guy
http://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=171541
http://www.bewilderingstories.com/bios/hungryguy_bio.html
http://www.ruthiesclub.com/members/archives/author.php?a=167

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