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From: Don Winslow <dwin2001@yahoo.com>
Subject: {ASSM} {Winslow} "Mounting Courtney" (D/s, M/F, SDSM, Spanking)
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Date: Sat, 28 May 2011 08:10:03 -0400
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Mounting Courtney

   Don Julian Winslow

   I like doing things to girls, you know, like handcuffing them, tying
them up, and especially giving them a good spanking them.  I like fucking
them too, of course.  And I really dig a good blow job.  But it's just that
it's more fun if you play some games first.  I found that out when I first
went camping with my girlfriend, Lisa.  It was the first time I ever staked
a girl out on the grass, tying her arms and legs to tent pegs.  Once I had
Lisa all stretched her out, completely naked and spread-eagled on her back,
I fucked her.  That was a lot of fun.

   I've got this workshop in the basement see, and I make all kinds of
things to use on girls.  I'd read about something in some book, or see some
picture on the web, and I'd build the thing.  It's easy for me.  I've
always been pretty good with my hands.

   My first project was a standing "X" frame -- two planks crossed together
that tilted back and was braced solid, so that a girl could be backed up
against it and tied to the frame with her hands held up in the air and feet
spread.  Later I made a pair of standing stocks, and even a Y-shaped table
that a girl could be tied to with her legs spread out real nice.  The two
extensions on the table are hinged and swing outward so you could widen the
space between them.  Since her ankles are tied to the ends, you can force
the girl to open her legs even more.  Then you can get right up in there
and fuck her, or lick her cunt for as long as you want, or use the dildo on
her to make her come, and then just go on and on, and there's not a damn
thing she can do about it.  I really like that one.

   Yeah, I made all kinds of things.  But I didn't have a lot of luck
getting girls to try them out.  I mean, living out in the country and all,
I don't get many girls to come out this way in the first place.

   A few years ago I began trying the chatrooms, especially the BDSM ones.
Once I knew some chick was interested I'd arrange to meet her in some bar.
After I got a few drinks into her, I sometimes could get her out to my
place.  But you were never home free.  I was still likely that, once she
got out to that lonely old farmhouse, and took one look at the things I
kept in the basement, it would be: "no way!" and "let me outa here!" Next
thing you know she'd be heading for the car.

   If I was really lucky I might be able to talk one or two into at least
trying something out.  Some never really got into it.  But every once in
while there would be a girl who really dug it all, I mean, being tied down
and all, would really turn the chick on.  A girl like Courtney.

   Now you might think that I'm some sort of pervert, a sadist, just
because I like spanking girls.  I dunno about that.  But I'm pretty sure
that Courtney was a masochist.  Oh, I know what you're thinking.  There are
plenty of chicks who might take a shot at that sort of thing, even kind get
off on it, really get into the kinky stuff, but that doesn't make them
masochists.  But believe me, Courtney really was one.

   Shove a vibrator up her cunt, all the way till just the end's sticking
out, then tie her legs together so she's squeezing it and it won't slip
out. Handcuff the bitch with wrists behind her, then turn on that little
buzzing toy and leave her squirming and wiggling on the bed while you go
downstairs and watch a little TV.  Soon you'll hear her moaning like crazy
and then she'll start to come, and she'll come again and again, yelping
like a little girl, while she flops around on that mattress having a
helluva good time while that vibrator just keeps purring away.

   One time I tied Courtney over one of those gym horses and paddled her
little bouncy butt till I had it all nice and red, and all the while she
was shrieking and kicking up her heels and giving me hell.  And when I
stopped, she was crying, and yet, godamned if she didn't beg me to do it
again.  And so I then really lit into her, whacking her cute ass till my
arm got tired, and whenever I stopped she'd be making this moaning sound.
Like a bitch in heat.  All I had to do was stick a finger or two up her
sopping cunt, to see how hot and wet she was, and the bitch'd come,
grinding down hard, and humping my hand.  I never seen nothing like it!

   Don Winslow Comments: dwin2001@yahoo.com
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Don_Winslow/www

   When I had her tied over that gym horse, I could use anything I wanted
on her ass.  Of course, she couldn't see behind her, and so she never knew
just what was coming.  She expected to be paddled, cause that's normally
what I used, a short-handled one with a round flat blade, from a ping-pong
set.  I got a kick out of watching her cheeks bounce back and wobble when
that baby flattened `em out.  But this one time I switched to something I
had read about and wanted to try out -- a wire coathanger.

   I had already used the paddle just to warm her up.  And then I stopped
and waited, giving her a chance to catch her breath.  Her butt was all warm
and pink.  Then I crept up behind her, real quiet like, with the hanger in
my hand.  It made a swoosh thru the air as I laid one single cut straight
across Courtney's rounded little cheeks with a hard whap, and she shrieked
to high heaven and jerked up like a shot.  And as I watched a dark red
stripe form across her pretty throbbing ass she whimpered, and then the
bitch begged me to fuck her!

   The girl could dish out anything I could do to her, and still come back
for more.  I would whip her ass with that hanger, or sometimes I use a
yardstick, or this little whip I bought, just lot of leather laces coming
out of a short thick handle.  I didn't look like much, but I tried it out
on my palm of my hand, and I knew those thin laces could really sting.  It
sure stung Courtney's ass.  She couldn't keep it still, shaking it and
wiggling.  In no time I had her hollering and hopping from one foot to the
other, cursing out a blue streak, but she never asked me to stop, not once.


   After I beat her ass, she'd be all hot and bothered.  The minute I
untied her, the bitch'd go berserk.  She'd be all over me.  Kissing me
everywhere, grabbing at me, and tearing at my clothes, making a beeline
straight for my cock.  That chick was hot man, a fuckin' nympho, totally
out of control.

   The sex was awesome!  And later, after we fucked, we'd be lying in bed,
and she'd kinda snuggle up to me, and kiss me, and maybe lick around my
ear, and then she'd say, in this low breathy voice: "Wanta do it again?" Oh
yeah, Courtney was a masochist alright.

   It was my idea to put a leather collar around her neck and make her wear
it around the house, but it was her idea to use the leash.  She used to sit
at my feet while we watched TV, and the only thing she'd have on would be
that dog's collar.  And we'd be drinking beer.  That chick loved her beer.
And after a few, she'd have to take a piss, of course.  And I had her sit
up and beg, with the leash in her mouth.

   Did I mention that I live out in the sticks.  There's no one around for
miles.  I hate apartments, always have, and decided a few years ago to buy
this old farmhouse.  The old guy who used to own it had a hound dog, and
the dog house was still there in the backyard.

   So I'd clip the leash on Courtney's collar and take her for a walk,
getting a big kick out of watching her, naked on all fours, crawling after
me with her little titties hanging down and her cute ass waggin' back and
forth.  Once we got out in the back yard, I'd have her squat and take a
pee, right in front of me.  She told me once, how it really got her hot. 
She was some kinky bitch, that Courtney!

   One day, when Courtney was squatting to take a piss on the grass, I
happened to look over at the doghouse ....and then I got this brilliant
idea!

   Now the farmer had ad a big old hound, and this was a pretty big
doghouse with a good sized pointed roof that was worn, but still had all
its shingles.  When she was finished peeing, I led her over to the doghouse
and told her to climb up on the roof, and straddle the thing.

   I helped her scramble up on the roof, and she threw a leg over the other
side.  Then she raised herself up holding herself up with both hands flat
on the top of the triangle, and very carefully lowered herself down till
her split crotch was settled on the rounded point of the ridge.

   Once I had her mounted on the doghouse, with legs dangling down each
side, I asked her if she was ok.  She didn't say a word, just bit her lower
lips and kinda nodded.  I watched her clench her eyes shut and her forehead
crinkled as she shifted her weight, trying to get more comfortable.  That
wouldn't be easy.  I left her on the doghouse, squirming and wiggling,
while I ran off to grab a handful of straps.

   Now I had her cross her arms behind her back, and I tied them together
like that, wrist to elbow.  With her hands behind her back she could no
longer support herself, and all her weight was now on her cunt.  Plus,
having her arms behind her pulled her shoulders back and made her little
titties stick out real nice in front.  She didn't complain, but it can't
have felt very good, to have her opened twat squashed onto that pointy
roof.

   There was one thing I just had to do to make the picture perfect.  I
picked up the ball gag.  Courtney hated having that red rubber ball jammed
in her mouth, but she opened wide without me telling her, and I edged it
in, and had her bite down in to hold it between her teeth while I buckled
the strap around the back of her head.

   Then I got my videocam.  These were movies guys would pay a lot for on
the web.

   Finally, I decided to just walk off and leave her like that.  Mounted on
the doghouse.  Like a naked rider in the saddle.  She could squirm around a
bit, but she really couldn't move, and she sure as hell wasn't going
anywhere.  Besides, she wouldn't really want to move too much; those rough
shingles would be like sandpaper scraping against the softness of her inner
thighs.

   It was a nice day, so I thought I'd let her stay there awhile, and I
went into the house to get an iced tea, and just sit on the porch, sipping
my tea and watching Courtney squirm in the sun.  I knew once I took her
down, she'd be a little stiff and sore, and that the moment I took the gag
out she'd start bitchin'; but she'd also be hot as a firecracker.  I was
right.

   It turned out that of all our games that was the one that Courtney
really hated -- being left mounted on the doghouse like that.  Of course,
that was the game I loved most of all.

   The End
   

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