Andrew Roller Presents
FUCK DECENCY
Issue No. 105
Naughty Naked Dreamgirls in
Bottoms in Bondage
Chapter Two
Jeff sat down next to me. The other man was across from him,
deposited between Rose and Linda. Jeff turned to me, pressed his palm to
my thigh. We were lovers, leaving on a date in his car. A sweetheart date,
in his Thunderbird.
ÒJeff, take out your beautiful cock, please. We are in the coach
now,Ó Mistress said. Behind her the door was nearly shut. Only the most
prying eyes could see within now. Jeff rummaged in his pants but his dick
was so hard and full he couldnÕt free it. Alexis bent and helped him, drew
it out at last and displayed it to all of us. ÒA fine prick, donÕt you think,
girls?Ó She kissed the head, handling it even now though it needed no
further help to be free. ÒSeeing it will make the girls happier for the
journey they are going on,Ó Mistress told Jeff. ÒEnjoy the feel of it in the
open air. I expect you to keep it out for the rest of the time you are with
me. Do not ever hide it. Let me see it hard, or soft. Always I want to be
able to see your beautiful cock. Sometimes we may wrap your balls, just
for the sake of pleasure, but your cock should always be displayed. Even
when I send you out to chop wood for the fire, keep it displayed, though
swing the axe carefully, mind you. And when you work in the yard, in the
hot sun, keep it out. Let the sun tan it. Keep your bottom white if you
wish, to make my handprints show better if I need to spank you, but keep
your lovely cock out. And keep it hard as you can. ThatÕs what these
females are here for. Make them help you keep yourself hard. When I am
finished with you we will celebrate by making a plaster cast of your
penis, so future girls that donÕt get to meet you can get to know your cock
all the same.Ó Indeed he had a stunningly perfect male cock, right in all
its dimensions, long but well-muscled and wide, with a plum-sized head
to let a girl know right off when he was going up her. Even as I salivated
over it though I worried about it. He looked quite large, though naturally
so. I wished only to admire it, I told myself, unable to take my eyes off it.
Perhaps to give it a little suck too, maybe, but I would never allow such a
big cock to fuck me. Certainly not, I told myself. I would insist on
someone smaller, even if it meant mistress spanked me for my
disobedience. Yes, I would just sit in awe of it, and remember it, and put
it in the scrapbook of my mind under ÒMale Perfection.Ó
ÒLisa! Sweet Darling, you look like a kitty staring at its first
parakeet!Ó Alexis laughed at me. ÒYou will most certainly take it dear, in
due time, and I wonÕt permit you to deny it to yourself, even if I must
spank you first. But there are quite a few of us girls here, arenÕt there?
We may just wear it out before you ever get to it, honey, so donÕt give me
that frightened look.Ó She turned back to Steve. ÒYes, love, you will be
kept in service many hours of the day and night. I hope you know what you
are getting into, here.Ó
ÒI-I think I do,Ó Jeff nodded, both pleased and yet not quite cocky, as
most males would be, for the glint in AlexisÕ eye could not be denied. She
would work him like the young stallion he was. Somewhere deep down
inside IÕm sure he saw himself staggering away from her bed, old before
his time, because of her insatiable lust and that of her ardent playmates.
Yet we were as uncertain and scared as he, more so, due to our bonds.
ÒAh, if I had another pair of handcuffs IÕd shackle you right now,Ó
Alexis sighed at Jeff. ÒAlas, in olden times only females were slaves.
The carriage was made to seat eight, with only four shackled. I must have
it modified for future trips. Four cunts and four cocks, all pleasantly
shackled, going to a Disneyland for lovers only.Ó She kissed his cockhead
once more, turned to our heavy-set whittler.
ÒScotty! Where is your penis? Are you too shy to show it?Ó Alexis
asked brightly, her voice laced with mild disapproval. ÒNo, that thing is
not your penis, Scotty, it is but wood. Are you trying to scare my poor
girls with it? Put it away and show us the real thing. Yes, take it out,
very good my man.Ó She did not touch it. ÒHave the girls kiss it for you if
you need it. They are gagged, but their lips can still graze it for you.Ó She
turned then, giving me my first look. A sturdy dick, not excessively long
but not unpleasantly short either. It was wide, though, as if designed to
split a girlÕs cheeks, going up her at the wrong end. ÒYes, dear, he
specializes in girlÕs bottoms,Ó Alexis said to me, then left. We were
locked in with our two new companions, and the coach took off again.
ÒPardon me, but you keep staring at my cock,Ó Jeff said to me. ÒDo
you mind if I look at your cunt? It is very pretty.Ó He leaned forward,
observed me as if studying some curious depression in sand, rimmed by
leaves. ÒYes, very tight looking, reminds me of my girlfriend. I had to
plow her many times before I could let her bear children. DidnÕt want to
have the babyÕs head break anything, you know. SOMETHING has to give way
when that head comes popping through. Much larger than my cockhead, by
the way, a babyÕs head is. But I fucked her until I felt she could take it,
widened her a little with false objects, too, making her wear them in the
final months, to get her ready. She delivered a fine, healthy baby, youÕll be
glad to know, and is now trying to recover her figure. Unfortunately, she
met some guy at work, twice her age, and ran off with him and the baby.
He wanted to be a father or something, claimed he could tease her with all
kinds of sex fantasies. I knew nothing of that, save what IÕd read in one
book about widening girls, figured IÕd better find out. Do you think IÕve
made the right choice, picking Mistress Alexis?Ó
He looked at me (in the face now), actually expecting to get an
answer from a girl who was gagged. I looked at him, then down at his
dick. Finally, swallowing my pride, I nodded Ôyes.Õ
ÒGood,Ó he replied. ÒWhat do you think, Scotty? Will we learn a lot
from Mistress Alexis?Ó
ÒYou will, sonny, whatÕs your name?Ó the ruddy man asked.
ÒJeff,Ó the young man replied.
ÒAh,Ó a nice name, Scotty said. ÒI say, youÕve got a nice dick there,
son. Always remember that mine was twice as long until I visited
Mistress Alexis, back in Ô94.Ó He laughed. Jeff laughed too, uneasily.
Together we rolled on, silent now, a curious collection of bound
maidens and unbound Prometheuses, with Venus up front driving the
carriage. The streetlights flashed by, glinting briefly twixt the shrouding
curtains. The lights went out this time, it was a longer ride.
Next stop we received a gentleman of an entirely different calibre.
He seemed a born leader, and did not hesitate to evaluate our worthiness
as soldiers of love upon entering the coach. Even Jeff he looked over,
nodded approvingly, unzipped himself to compare dicks and showed us he
was almost as fine.
ÒSir, where is your partner?Ó Mistress asked him. They stood, as if
husband and wife, though I guessed they had not met before.
ÒHe fucked a whore last weekend and got the clap,Ó the man replied.
ÒI would not allow him to come.Ó
ÒPoor soul,Ó Mistress said. ÒHe had an excellent penis, judging from
the photo he sent me. We shall not have to worry about such things,
thankfully. We can fuck with abandon. We have all been Ôvetted,Õ as they
say, thanks in part to your watchfulness.Ó Mistress introduced him as
Arthur and he sat down opposite me, put a hand on her thigh but looked at
me with his eyes. Unblushingly I gazed down at his cock. It was almost
becoming a normal thing now, inspecting each manÕs equipment as he
boarded. He admired my frankness and stared with his own approval at my
forcibly offered charms.
ÒYou must be the fourth,Ó Arthur said to Mistress. ÒBut first, do not
deny me the glory of your charms.Ó She was within reach and he reached
up and ripped her dress from her. Alexis gasped but had time to do nothing
more. The dress was gone before she could even think to stop him. I saw
that she had slipped into a garter and stockings sometime after the foam
dance, then concealed the addition by the rumpled appearance of her dress.
ÒYou are beautiful,Ó Arthur said. ÒGo fetch us some wine so we may drink
on the journey.Ó
ÒBut dear, IÕm naked,Ó Alexis protested, in a voice that expected him
to back down.
ÒOut, woman!Ó Arthur slapped her rump. She squealed, not entirely
from pleasure. ÒGet out there and do not mind your nudity. Be quick about
it or I will drive you around the entire block nude, you running and me
following with a switch!Ó
Alexis complied, though hesitantly, slipping outside and returning
soon with a wineskin. ÒFreshly stomped, sir, by my bare feet, then chilled
for a night and a day for our party,Ó she said, presenting him with the
wineskin.
ÒWhat shall the girls have?Ó Arthur asked her.
ÒWhy wine, sir, so that they protesteth less.Ó
ÒNo, I will not anesthetize them,Ó Arthur replied to her. ÒI want
them to feel the full force of my blows. Get water for them. They look
thirsty to me and I do not wish to see them denied.Ó We were a little dry-
mouthed, I admit, owing to our circumstances, though I did not think we
looked particularly thirsty. Alexis, nonetheless, left the carriage again,
and soon returned with a wooden bucket and a ladle.
ÒRose, darling, sit on my lap,Ó Alexis said, for she wanted to sit
down next to Arthur. Compliantly Rose stood and let mistress scoot in
behind her, then draw her bottom down onto her soft thighs. Rose sat
higher now, across from me, and did not seem to mind her perch for it
lowered her arms some in relation to her head. Like a baby clinging gently
to a crib she looked now, her breasts bobbing as the carriage began to roll.
Mistress kissed her in her hair, then held her titties awhile, feeling them
jiggle like jello in her lightly clasping hands. ÒAh, how sweet you are,
Rose,Ó Mistress cooed. ÒToo young, I think, for such games, or too
innocent, but we are started already and it is too late to go back. I shall
see that you are not hurt too much. Just enough for educational purposes,
to help train you. Sandra I will work hardest, of course. She is behind in
her lessons and must be caught up. And Linda is wilful. She must be
broken, that is the main thing. And ah, Lisa,Ó she whispered in RoseÕs ear,
though audibly, so we all could hear. ÒShe is so young and strong and fine-
bodied, though she knows it not, being so slim. But her bosoms betray her.
They are big and ready. I will work her upon Jeff, perhaps, if I can bear it,
seeing him in another. She is fit for all our games and I wish to see her in
every one.Ó
ÒAnd what of you, woman?Ó Arthur asked. ÒDo not think you are just
going to lie about and toy with Jeff as it pleases you.Ó I have plans for
your arse.
ÒAnd I for your dick, Sir,Ó Mistress replied. She batted her eyes at
him in a disingenuous way, as if she was not at all ready to cede her
leadership to him. ÒYou will have to do double-duty due to the absence of
your friend, I hope you know. You should have watched over him better
than you did.Ó
ÒIÕll manage,Ó he replied. There was a certainty in his voice, a
sureness, as if he had been tested before and come through with flying
colors.
ÒAh, it will be a wonderful party!Ó Alexis sighed. She bounced
beside Arthur like Queen Guineivere, Maid Marion in her lap. It was a
strange assemblage, all the females nude and the men clothed in smart
suits, save for their waggling cocks. A phone rang. Mistress pulled a
small folding phone from behind RoseÕs head. It had been secreted in the
wall, unseen by me til now. ÒYes?Ó she answered. She listened. At last
she hung up.
ÒGod?Ó Arthur asked her. ÒAttempting to dissuade us from our
crimes?Ó
ÒMy master,Ó Alexis replied. Her face was slate, expressionless. ÒA
heartless and cruel man to whom I willingly enslaved myself a year ago. A
mistake, but it is too late to back out now. He has given me everything;
wealth, power, and a mild cocaine addiction. I would lose everything if I
left him. Yet if I stay, I shall lose everything too, in time. He has just
returned from six months in Europe, says all the prettiest girls are having
their nipples ÒdoneÓ there, meaning Òpierced.Ó He wants mine pierced now
too, he says, so I can wear gold chains for him from my nipples.Ó
ÒAh, an obscenity,Ó Arthur said. ÒBut a delightful one, donÕt you
think? I should like to see it,Ó he caught her nipples, one in each hand,
caught them despite their wiggling and pinched them hard. Alexis let out
a scream, so unexpected was the assault.
ÒOw, that hurts!Ó she said. Arthur eased his grip but did not let go,
seemed to relish the pain heÕd inflicted on such a tender part of her; her
teats, made for milking, his eyes seemed to say. They were farmboy eyes,
eyeing the sow at midnight, long ere the milktime was due. ÒI branded a
female once,Ó Arthur said. ÒI should like to see it done again. Can you
arrange it?Ó
ÒSir, that would require a very large payment,Ó Alexis replied,
turning her face to his.
ÒName your price,Ó he said.
ÒOh, you are awful!Ó she replied, smiling. ÒYou are going to be as
cruel as I expected.Ó Were they playing a game? I could not guess. I felt
panic again. Together they extended their tongues and kissed. It lasted
long, we waited for them to finish.
Arthur looked up finally from the kiss. Their eyes seemed to
exchange knowing glances, or they made an agreement with each other
right then. With our arms still strung up and our silken, melon-fresh
boobies bouncing appealingly, we presented tempting targets for whatever
they had in mind. And they had two able-bodied helpers in Jeff and Scotty.
ÒGirls, you must be watered,Ó Alexis said, turning to us with
sprightly, mischievous eyes. She rose, Queen-like, and strode across the
small cabin to the pail sheÕd brought, its water sloshing gently. I could
see Linda trying to mouth, ÒIÕm not thirsty!Ó but her words came out all
mumbly, as if she were whispering sweet nothings to a lover.
MAGAZINE REVIEWS
by holy joe
Mayfair, Vol. 31, No. 7, $6.99.
Review: From Primitive Radio Gods to The Economist to Mayfair, the
Brits prove that they have an enormous contribution to make to our
culture. This issue, like last issue, is simply gorgeous. A newly-turned-
18 girl licks her lollipop near the front of the magazine. Near the back,
two attractive women pretend to make love. The issue is packed with
ÔcenterfoldÕ girls and many of them tell of their ÒMost Erotic Experience.Ó
I donÕt know if the experiences they relate are true or not, but they
seemed real, and I found them quite interesting.
Personally, I find Mayfair to be a more worthwhile purchase than
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everything else on the newsstand. When youÕre tired of Playboy, PlayboyÕs
Newsstand Specials, Penthouse, the various Penthouse ÔrepriseÕ issues,
and the Ôthird tierÕ of magazines (the ones you can never remember the
name of) try Mayfair. It is truly unique.
And a final note: This issueÕs Playboy has thinner paper than ever
before. You can actually see type through the photos of the (gorgeous)
centerfold girl. As you know, the pages in Playboy have been so thin for
years that they actually stick together. (And rip and wrinkle very easily.)
I donÕt know how many trees they have on the tiny island of Britain
compared to America, but they must have tons of them, because all
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STOP THE BROWNE OUT
by holy joe
As you know, the presidential debates amount to little more than a
conspiracy to convince the American public that they have only two
choices for president. A Democrat, a Republican, and (possibly) Ross
Perot. Another candidate is, of course, the Libertarian candidate. I am
told that Harry Browne, the Libertarian candidate, will be on the ballot in
all 50 states, for President. If you would like to see Harry Browne
included in the presidential debates please sign a petition at:
http://twr.clever.net/STBO
As for myself, I wonÕt be in the debates, but donÕt worry! I will
TALK during the entire debate! My friend Holy Shit is going to bring his
portable T.V. down to the Burger King. All us hobos are going to sit around
and pass gas and yell stuff during the entire debate, and I personally will
lecture the other eaters on why we need someone whoÕs NOT on the dole in
the White House. I may not actually refuse to live in the White House if
IÕm elected, but I DO promise here and now to fire at least 50 servants at
the White House, leaving only 44 to attend to my needs. (Mainly, to go get
Playboy, Penthouse, Hustler, Barely Legal, Legally Bare, and The Monthly
Cunt out of my mailbox out front. Also to flush the toilet for me when IÕm
done; I have a thing about germs.)
Now if you donÕt want to see Harry Browne on T.V., hereÕs what to do:
Since you know Ross Perot will probably be included, go buy a bottle of
aspirin. Just before the debate starts, swallow the whole bottle. (Be sure
to get the extra strength kind.) I guarantee you that RossÕs words will not
bother you one little bit.
holy joe--always happy to help ANYONE in need!
AND IN THE END...
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electronic communication.ÕÓ - The Economist, August 31, 1996, pg. 32
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