Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
No. 89    alt.sex.stories  

D R E A M G I R L S  S T O R I E S
A Mansion for Masochists
Part Seven
by Andrew Roller

Chapter Five

         Lilith came up behind Alicia and touched her sharp nails to 
Alicia's bottom. 
         "Not a mark from last night," Lilith whispered.  "All ready for 
more whipping, wouldn't you say?"  
         "No!"  Alicia said sternly.  "You can let me go now."
         Lilith laughed, put a hand to Alicia's frail shoulder, and kissed her 
on the cheek, her lips meshing against the girl's blonde locks.
         "You won't be whipped again unless you specifically request it, 
darling," Lilith said.  "I don't just hand out my services to anyone who 
asks, though.  You may actually have to work for your next beating.  And 
I think the day will come when you will want it."
         "Look, this has not quite been what I expected," Alicia breathed.  
         "I know, dear, I know, and I'd like you to give me the opportunity 
to correct that right now," Lilith said knowingly.  The crowd behind 
them was quiet.  "I could have gagged you forcibly just now, but it's 
time you began to accept more things of your own free will."  Lilith 
produced a gag which was in the form of a moderately sized penis.  
         "I have a question to ask you, but it would probably make you feel 
immodest to answer," Lilith said.  "Instead, I'd just like you to trust me 
that nothing bad will happen and allow me to put this in you.  Please?"  
Lilith gazed deep into Alicia's eyes.  The blonde looked away and 
glanced down at the white hot coals.  
         Suddenly Skip appeared at Alicia's shoulder.
         "Do it for me, baby," Skip said.
         "Skip!" Alicia cried delightedly.  
         "You did a great job peeing," Skip said.  
         "You think I'm a slut, I know," Alicia said, and let his lips engage 
hers in a wild kiss.  For a long moment they stood there, Alicia 
wriggling in her restraints as she allowed Skip's tongue to enter her 
mouth and draw out her own.  Their mouths meshed, eyes closed, Skip's 
palm gently caressing Alicia's naked bottom.  Finally their mouths 
separated and Alicia gazed at Skip with glowing eyes.  
         "Let her put it on you," Skip said quietly of Lilith's penis shaped 
gag.
         "I'd rather have yours," Alicia whispered.  "You owe me one, 
remember?"
         "Right after this," Skip said.  "I'll be your love slave for the rest 
of the day."  Alicia giggled as a vision of Skip in bondage gear flitted 
through her mind.  
         "You'd better be good at anal enemas," Alicia warned.
         "Yours or mine?" Skip asked.  
         "Maybe both!" Alicia cried.
         "Open wide, I want to see if you have any cavities," Skip said.  
         "No you don't," Alicia replied, almost testily.
         "I'm a dentist, didn't you know?" Skip asked.
         "Let's go!" a man shouted.
         Alicia hesitated for just a moment and then allowed Lilith's 
fingers to gently pry apart her lips.  She accepted the gag, choked on its 
length.  A second later the gag was tied firmly behind her neck.  Now 
there was no turning back.  
         Alicia heard the sound of zippers being unzipped.  She looked over 
her shoulder with fearful eyes and saw that the men's penises were 
being released.  Otherwise they remained dressed.  The females were 
now allowing themselves to be made topless, just like Alicia's dinner 
companions of the night before.  Alicia thought of her embarrassment 
when her own breasts had been bared, and compared it to the pose she 
was now in.  She would have never thought it possible a day before.  She 
was, after all, a good girl with good grades (and a good figure) from the 
good state of Iowa.  
         Alicia coughed, suddenly choking on the gag.  She began to sweat, 
something she did not want to do.  Lilith saw that Alicia was having 
difficulty with the gag.  
         "You've been through a lot," Lilith said.  "Here, I think we might be 
overdoing it."  She reached up and undid the strings at the back of 
Alicia's neck.  The blonde felt relief as the gag was withdrawn.  A bead 
of her saliva formed on the tip of the plastic penis as it left her tongue.
         "Thankyou," Alicia said, swallowing.  "Please do what you wish 
with me before I have to pee again."
         "Of course, honey," Lilith said.
         Skip lightly fondled Alicia's bottom, which she thrust out to him.  
Karen knelt to undo Skip's fly.  He looked down at her, admiring her 
cleavage, not even knowing her name.  He'd take care of that triviality 
later, he decided, as Karen drew forth his weapon.
         Alicia had little doubt what was coming next.  All the men, inside 
her.  She quivered with anticipation even as her conscience berated her 
body for its desire.  Alicia prayed that Skip would take her first.  But 
she knew that if she were to entertain any hope of surrendering herself 
to him she must allow Lilith to put the other men to her as well.      
         "Are you first?" Alicia asked Skip without turning.  She let her 
eyes graze the brickwork of the fireplace before her.
         "I'm going to let the other men grease you up first, you're pretty 
dry from last night.  And that fire isn't helping, nice as it feels," Skip 
said.
         "I want to be lubed by someone who's gentle, like you," Alicia 
protested.  
         Lilith handed Skip a bottle of cream.
         "Do her," Lilith said.  "She's been waiting for you all night."
         "Alright then!"  Skip exclaimed.  He took the cream and squirted 
some on his finger.  "Vaginally or anally?"
         "Whichever you prefer," Alicia said with a toss of her long locks.  
"You can be my master now, but remember, later I'll be yours."
         Skip reached down and parted Alicia's ample nether cheeks with 
his fingers.  
         "I was afraid you'd choose that," Alicia breathed.
         "Trying to be brave, eh?" Skip said nonchalantly as he applied a 
generous dollop of cream to her anus.  "Thought you could trick me into 
thinking you didn't care?  I knew you were afraid of having me up your 
bottom, which is why I'm going to open you up back there."  Alicia 
trembled, but stoically kept her bottom fully outthrust.  Karen had Skip 
squirt some cream on her fingers which she proceeded to apply to his 
dick.  Her fingertips trailed up and down his rod, making it quaver with 
expectation.  He felt a strong urge to spill his seed right into Karen's 
soft palms.
         "Some time you're going to treat me to a hand job," Skip said, 
looking down at Karen.
         "Okay," Karen replied easily.  It was as if Skip had asked her to fix 
him a cup of coffee.  The girl reached into Skip's trousers and pulled out 
his swollen nuts.  Already on her knees, She bent forward and flicked 
his balls with her tongue.  
         "Let's see some butt action on this," a woman said, indicating that 
she wanted Skip to drop his pants.  Karen looked up at Skip.  He looked 
down at her, then at his amply lubricated penis.  
         "Time's a-wasting," Skip crowed and thrust his penis against the 
tight sphincter of Alicia's anus.  She trembled but held her position.  
Skip felt himself shiver at the tightness he knew lay before him.
         "Death by impalement," Skip announced, to a gasp from Alicia.  At 
once he pressed hard against her.  "Relax," he said, trying to cajole her 
to open for him.  His calloused palms kneaded the cheeks of her bottom.  
         Karen stood and leaned in close to Alicia, placing her hand on 
Alicia's slim shoulder for balance.  Despite all the nudity around him, 
Skip found himself admiring the conjunction of the two girls' bare 
shoulders.  Karen kissed Alicia and told her that she wished she were in 
her place.
         "I imagine he can arrange something later," Alicia said candidly.  
         "May I kiss you?"  Karen asked.
         "Why not?  Everyone else does," Alicia gritted, feeling the bulbous 
knob of Skip's penis press demandingly at the door to her rectum.  She 
was surprised at herself, sounding like a smart mouth to this nice girl.  
Perhaps she was feeling a bit egotistical at continually being the 
center of attention.  Whatever else she felt (like pressure on her anus), 
Alicia found herself imbued with a proud sense of femininity.  She was 
a woman!  A bare-assed naked Amazon with a stunning figure and wit to 
match.  She tossed her head back proudly, jutted forth her breasts and 
bottom, and permitted Karen to close with her mouth and touch tongues.  
Karen's hand touched her breast and she wished it were Skip's.  She 
pushed her bottom back harder, knowing that when he was fully within 
her (if she survived!) he would cup her breasts and drive her to climax, 
spilling his seed in her in what would, she hoped, be the first of many 
intimate encounters with him.
         Karen pulled her mouth away and Alicia found herself wishing she 
hadn't.  Karen peeked over the curve of Alicia's back.  Just then Skip's 
hips moved forward a half inch as he gained some purchase inside 
Alicia's rectum.
         "He's beginning to enter you," Karen breathed.
         "I can feel that!"  Alicia gasped.  Karen let her hand trail down to 
Alicia's pussy and began fingering her clitoris.  Skip gripped Alicia's 
ass cheeks with both hands and pulled them wider.
         "It would be a shame to let such beautiful breasts go to waste," 
Lilith said, approaching the trio.  She placed a hand upon Alicia's long 
locks which flowed down her back.  
         "You have such beautiful hair," Lilith complimented Alicia.
         "Thank you," Alicia choked.  Skip had thrust forward another half 
inch.  Lilith, still stroking Alicia's blonde mane with one hand, put the 
other to her nipples.  Alicia felt the buds sparkle with excitement.  She 
feared that Lilith might pinch them with her nails, but the woman just 
gently teased them, sending additional erogenous tremors coursing 
through her.
         Skip groaned and thrust deeper still.  Alicia saw stars before her 
eyes, and feared she might black out.  
         "Your first time?" Lilith asked.
         "Y-Yes, that way," Alicia stuttered.
         "I thought so," Lilith said.  Apparently, judging from the difficulty 
of the entry, most of the crowd did too.  They had gathered closely 
around, and began cheering Skip on.  Flashcubes cast brief bursts of 
light upon Alicia's bottom.  Alicia felt more hands upon her.  Everyone 
who could was caressing her now.  Women whispered words of 
encouragement.  The lady who had wanted to see Skip's bare buttocks as 
he worked reached around his waist and undid his pants.  A moment 
later his trousers lay in a pool around his ankles as he continued to 
press himself home.  He began to make small strokes, half an inch back, 
an inch forward, as he surged deeper and deeper.  Alicia was so 
wonderfully tight that he had a strong urge to loose his sperm right 
then.  And the attention of the various women to his buttocks and loins 
wasn't helping.
         With a grunt Skip finally thrust in to the hilt.  A cheer went up, 
and suddenly a champagne bottle was popped and its contents spewed 
on his head and Alicia's.  Alicia licked her lips as the tonic ran down 
her forehead to her mouth, then beyond to drip off her chin and onto her 
quivering breasts.  Karen bent and began to lick the champagne from 
Alicia's nipples.  Alicia responded to the attention her vulva was 
receiving with a sudden series of uncontrollable spasms.  Skip, sensing 
her climax, gratefully released his own.

Chapter Six

         Alicia let the marmalade bra slip from her shoulders.  It was 
evening now.  She had spent the afternoon frolicking with Skip.  The 
morning, with its phenomenal anal sex episode, had resulted in every 
man in the room entering her, but only via her pussy.  Her rectum was 
deemed too fresh and new to take any more entries right away.  Lilith 
had only allowed the men to ream her pussy a few strokes each, then 
insisted on their withdrawal.  Alicia had felt a strange yearning to be 
thoroughly and completely fucked, to not only entertain the men's 
penises but to milk them dry.  But what would that have left for the 
other ladies?  Now, however, Lilith had apparently arranged for Alicia 
to actually enjoy that which a layman would expect an estate full of 
naked men to offer.
         Lilith entered the room, clothed in her favorite mistress attire.  
         "Ready to be tied up?" Lilith asked frankly.  Alicia swallowed but 
said nothing.  She looked down at her breasts, suddenly feeling very 
vulnerable.
         "I won't be hurt, will I?"  Alicia asked in the meek tone of a little 
girl.
         "You won't even be whipped," Lilith replied.  "It's the men's 
bottoms I want.  I am a woman, you know."
         "I know, and a beautiful one too," Alicia said softly.  Lilith drew 
her into her arms and kissed her.  The dominatrix's hands slipped to 
Alicia's waist and played with the drawstrings of her panties.
         "We'll take those off in a few minutes," Lilith said.  Alicia 
separated from Lilith and let her bra slip down her forearms and flutter 
to the floor.  
         "Come with me," Lilith said, taking her by the hand.  She led her 
into a small room loaded with sex toys.  This time a gag would be 
required, and Alicia accepted it dutifully.  A blindfold also, as Alicia 
would not be allowed to see who was loving her.  Lilith knew that 
Alicia was wondering about the preparations.
         "These are very important men, not like the rest you've had," 
Lilith explained softly.  Her hand grazed the front of Alicia's panties.  
The blonde stood mutely, obediently, fully in her power.  "You must 
never be allowed to see them.  The gag...that is to make you into an 
object.  Not a person, not a girl from Iowa with good grades, but a sex 
object whose only reason for existence is to be used by men for their 
sexual satisfaction."  Alicia trembled, making her bare breasts quiver.  
         "Don't worry, these are nice men.  They won't harm you," Lilith 
said.  "But they will fuck you, and fuck you fiercely.  Your pussy, 
anyway.  Your rectum I will insist they be gentle with.  After all, you 
were just recently opened up back there."  Lilith laughed.
         "Give me your hands," Lilith instructed Alicia.  Alicia presented 
them, and Lilith snapped a pair of fur lined handcuffs on them.  Then she 
took a leather belt, looped it about Alicia's waist, and snapped the 
cuffs to the front of the belt.  
         "Hmm, what else shall we have you wear?"  Lilith thought aloud to 
herself.  "I know!  Boots!  Black, leather thigh-high boots!  I'm sure 
we've got a new pair that's just your size.  Come over here to a chair 
and let's have them on."
         Soon Alicia was led tottering on terrifyingly long, spiked 
bootheels into another room.  With the blindfold and heels, she couldn't 
walk without Lilith to guide and support her, which was just what 
Lilith wanted.
         "Gentlemen, your entertainment for the evening,"  Lilith 
announced.  "May this be your best board meeting ever."  
         "We'll be the judge of that," a man grunted.
         "Have I ever let you down?" Lilith asked.  There was general 
agreement that she had not.  
         "Is she 18?" a man asked of Alicia.
         "You want a younger one?" Lilith asked.
         "No!" the man who had inquired replied.  "I'm in enough trouble just 
being in this den of iniquity."
         "You'll receive extra strokes for that rude characterization," 
Lilith said smartly.  The man's friends laughed that he would have to 
drive home standing up.
         Alicia was made to kneel.  Then Lilith told her to keep her back 
straight as she bent her forward until her face pressed into the plush 
carpet.  Alicia turned her head to one side and felt the softness of the 
rug upon her cheek.  A dollop of saliva formed in the corner of her 
mouth.  Lilith told Alicia to spread her thighs, and she did so.  Then 
Lilith tugged at the back of Alicia's orange panties and pulled them 
down until they were stopped by the tops of the boots.  Alicia, her 
wrists still bound to the belt around her tummy, cupped her hands 
protectively over the lips of her pussy.
         "Who's first?" Lilith asked brightly.  "I'm ready to whip some 
butt...hard!"
         "Well, that's one swell piece of ass," a man said appreciatively of 
Alicia.  "I guess I can risk a few swats for that."
         "Only her pussy," Lilith said.  "She just lost her anal virginity this 
morning."  The men gasped.  
         Alicia heard the man undoing his pants.  Next he was behind her, 
gently lifting her fingers off her pussy.  His smooth shaft slid over the 
tips of her digits as he entered her.  Deftly she grasped at his shaft 
with her fingertips, stroking it.  Alicia felt a kiss upon her cheek.
         "Ready?" a male voice breathed into Alicia's ear.
         "Or not..." Alicia gasped, her voice trailing off as the man forced 
himself up inside of her.  The man laughed.
         "You're right!" the man chuckled, his balls thumping against her 
labia lips as he buried himself to the hilt.  "Ready or not, here I cum!"
         When Lilith led Alicia out of the boardroom she could hardly walk.  
Blindfolded, perched atop stiletto heels, and with a pussy so full of 
semen it ran in rivulets down her legs, both inside and outside her 
boots, Alicia was hardly a picture of the modern, competent, confident 
feminist.  Awkward as she felt, Alicia also felt a warm glow welling 
up inside of her.  She had been ably serviced by a host of men, each with 
his own unique penis.  Some had been smaller than she'd have liked, and 
some bigger(!), but each had fucked her with a maturity and gentleness 
that only an older man could truly muster.  A few of the men, Alicia 
guessed they were the younger ones, had taken her with a rapacity that 
belied unattractive wives and unfulfilled passions.  But even those men 
had treated her like a lady.
         "Well!  Did you enjoy yourself?"  Lilith asked, removing Alicia's 
blindfold.  They were back in the little room that warehoused Lilith's 
sex gadgets.  "I certainly envied all those penises you had."
         "Oh, yes!" Alicia gasped, then teetered sideways.  Lilith caught her 
and helped her to a stool.  "You fulfilled my ultimate fantasy, if indeed 
those were older men who were taking me!"  Alicia's cheeks shone 
wetly.  Her eyes were moist.
         "Older men they were, and they liked you so much they asked me 
for an encore," Lilith said.  "Think you could bear to bare yourself for 
them again tomorrow night?"
         "Of course!"  Alicia gushed.  "I've never been so well treated in my 
life!"
         "Quite a change from randy boys in the back seats of cars, isn't 
it?"  Lilith smiled.  "Frankly, though, what I long for is those very lusty 
lads you find so contemptuous."  Alicia giggled.
         "I guess we all grow tired of what we're used to," Alicia 
admitted.

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