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Andrew Roller Presents
FUCK DECENCY
Sponsored by: Crab the dog
Issue No. 337
Naughty Naked Dreamgirls in
Dungeon of Desire
Chapter Two
A bristling array of crops began beating on any bottom available. I
soon found myself consumed by tears as crop after crop stung my hiney. It
was like dancing in a thornbush! Little whips and stiff crops and even the
occasional cat found my fanny. I sobbed. I kept dancing, unable to stop,
lest they really make me feel some pain. All around me, moving in the
darkness, women and men, sometimes exchanging weapons, sometimes
hitting each other, made play with our bottoms. Even men were struck in
the frenzy. No one was spared as the music wore on. Screams pervaded
the room. I saw the white-tailed waiters changing out food and plates.
They must have thought us mad, beating each other in the glowing
darkness. Anglos with nothing better to do than give each other doses of
pain.
I watched the dongs of the naked men as we danced. It was my one
pleasure. How odd those long, hard lances of flesh looked, all brightly
painted, as they waggled in the air, wiggling like worms caught out in the
moonlight. I longed for a whip so I could tear through the crowd, striking
at penises left and right.
The lights came up. Too soon, too soon, I thought, though my hands
flew at once to my bottom. I wanted to play with those glow-in-the-dark
penises IÕd seen all around me. Now, in the light, they seemed less
mysterious, though I found they were no less appealing.
ÒMy ass hurts,Ó Jennifer sobbed. She hung her head and stood
weeping. I rubbed my own tushy. It was burning like mad and I squeezed
my cheeks, hoping to throw off the pain, but the squeezing only made the
lines on my ass burn more deeply.
The men laughed. They stood around watching as their female slaves
commiserated with each other. The men too had been struck, but men are
bred to be tough and they seemed to hardly notice the state of their own
tushies. Katy turned and showed me her bottom.
ÒHow red is it?Ó she asked.
ÒYou could pretend youÕre a road map,Ó I replied. Bright pink and red
lines seared her white peach. She squeezed it as I looked and I wanted to
drop to my knees and lick it for her. And have her lick mine in turn.
ÒYou danced very well, dear,Ó a woman said to Jennifer. With
appreciative hands she rewarded Jennifer by removing her breast clamps.
Jennifer yelped as the clamps came off. Then she studied her breasts,
lifting her hands to her nipples and squeezing them gently. I again felt a
need to console, and this time I didnÕt hold back. I dashed to her and
kissed her neck for permission.
ÒDonÕt,Ó Jennifer told me. SheÕd had enough of others, their clamps
and their mouths and their tongues. She wanted to nurse her nipples
herself.
I stepped back. A hand caught mine as I drew back from Jennifer. It
was Miriam.
ÒCome, both of you. We must see which one will fuck you,Ó Miriam
said. She did not have to take JenniferÕs hand. The girl looked up,
hopefully, then followed along behind me as Miriam led me to a large pile
of cushions.
ÒThis is the love hump,Ó Miriam said. She let me examine the pile a
moment. The cushions were mounded so that when I lay down upon them,
part of me would be on the floor, while the rest of me would be lofted high
into the air, displayed.
ÒLet me fix her bottom for her first,Ó Katy offered. She hurried up
with a jar of cold cream. She turned me around and I winched as she
palmed my hiney. She spread the cream on my bottom to soothe my welts.
I realized that all around me lovers were now tending to each otherÕs
hineys. I let Katy do me, prying my cheeks apart unnecessarily in the
process, stabbing at my hole with her finger just to let me know she was
still Mistress and I was still SauronÕs slave. He watched me from a
distance. Sharon was rubbing salve on his butt where she, or someone, had
whipped him.
Every female in the room now displayed marks from the dance. They
were not vicious, just bright red, some with ridges where a blow had been
stuck with extra vivaciousness. There was a sense of passion in the room,
mingled with the scent of precum and vaginal moistness. We were all
quite bare, stripped to our heels, hiding nothing. Tomorrow weÕd be back
in the world, wearing clothes, visiting separate restrooms, but for now all
was revealed and our ardor promised soon to be quenched. The men who
still sported hard-ons, and there were many, gazed about them with a
sense of possession now. The time of teasing was drawing to a close.
Miriam would permit the orgy soon.
The room looked slightly depleted. I guessed a few, cloaked by
darkness, had chosen to hurry their affairs by stealing away to a bedroom.
The rest waited for MiriamÕs signal. Their bodies glowed. I felt a sheen
of sweat on my skin and knew I yearned for a conclusion as much as the
others did. Despite my little venture with Colleen and John, I was still
hungry. Every moment made my belly swim with new thoughts, new
speculations. I found the display of raw penis all around me to be
irresistible.
VIDEO REVIEW
by holy joe
PlayboyÕs Sorority Girls, $19.95. VHS Tape, Color, 57 minutes. PBV
0813. Playboy: 1-800-423-9494. Playboy:
www1.playboy.com/catalog/
Review: Sitting here in my dumpster, Tiffany Taylor stares
worshipfully out at me from a photograph on the wall. And (take note,
feminists) I stare worshipfully back at her. And IÕm wondering, of all the
new Playboy videos, why did none of them feature Tiffany? I mean, itÕs
been obvious for months that all of us guys are crazy about her. And, not
to upset anyone, but sheÕs getting older every day. If her look of
worshipful, youthful innocence is to be captured, it has to be done soon. In
her first photos, printed in last yearÕs magazine, PlayboyÕs College Girls,
she displayed an amazing range of emotion. She could be, in one photo, the
most naive virgin. And in the next, she could look like a (high school)
dominatrix.
In TiffanyÕs more recent photos some of that emotional range seems
to be gone. She can still look fairly innocent, but itÕs a college girl
innocence. And we all know about them. Looking innocent one minute--
bombed out of their minds at a frat party the next. ItÕs not the same as
the worshipful sort of lily-white virgin innocence that you see in
TiffanyÕs earliest photos.
There is a trajectory that a girl takes: itÕs from worshipful (or
challenging) snub-nosed innocence to the 40-something, been-there, done-
that look. I have nothing against guys who like older women. (Somebody
has to, after all, just like somebody has to own all those dogs in the
world, and take them for walks in the park, and pick up their turds after
they poop.) But thereÕs something magical about girls. A sense of wonder,
of innocence. ItÕs the difference between an 8-year-old at Disneyland, and
some woman grousing about the price of the ticket to get into the place.
In between thereÕs the young wife, still fun, but not as full of wide-eyed
fun as a younger girl would be.
ItÕs a pity that in modern America, only the Woman figure is
lawfully celebrated. It wasnÕt always that way. When you see film
footage of the 1960Õs, youÕre struck by how everything then was devoted
to girl-worship. There were a lot of girls, back then. Unfortunately, they
all got jealous, envious, and old, and decided to do all they could to hang
on to their sexual potency. Hence, we live in todayÕs legal climate.
Everything is devoted to requiring (yes, requiring!) the American male to
like women. One is reminded of Soviet Russia, with its requirement that
you be an atheist, and love communism. Lots of people were sent to the
gulag to keep that requirement in force. The result, of course, was that,
in the end, nobody in Russia wanted to be a communist anymore. And the
church is more powerful than ever.
So now I return to the subject of Playboy videos. Three new videos
were released recently: PlayboyÕs Erotic Underground, PlayboyÕs Sex on
the Beach, and PlayboyÕs Sorority Girls. NONE of them featured Tiffany
Taylor. NONE of them featured any ÔcelebrityÕ girl, whoÕs been newly
discovered in the last year and featured as a Playboy Playmate or as a
model, like Tiffany, in PlayboyÕs Newsstand Special magazines. You would
think that Playboy would want to capitalize on the Playmates, by putting
them in Sex on the Beach. Nope. Sorry. YouÕd think Playboy would want to
put all those new, young models from their Newsstand Special magazines
into the video Sorority Girls. Nope.
And there is another matter: the quality of Playboy ÔstorylinesÕ in
their videos. I once saw a video, back in 1984, called PlayboyÕs Playmate
Rafting Adventure. That was a good video! There wasnÕt enough time
spent lingering over the girls, and watching them play, but at least there
was *some* footage of that. And it was authentic footage, too. When Lisa
Ann Pedrianni is sitting stark naked in a pool of hot spring water on a
wintry day, and says, ÒIÕm cold!Ó she is! SheÕs really cold! And when
another Playmate makes her get out of the water and stand there and soap
herself, and then pours water over her head, Lisa really, truthfully
screams with delight. ItÕs not fake. And you do hear her scream. You
donÕt hear some third-rate song being played, as you watch ÔfakedÕ action,
as is the case in a modern Playboy video.
The farther back in time you go, the more playful and realistic
PlayboyÕs videos become. I remember seeing a video made in the late
1970Õs. A bunch of Playmates are standing in a swimming pool, at the
Playboy mansion. They are wearing their bikini bottoms, but theyÕre
topless. They are standing in water that is waist deep. One of the
Playmates tells the other Playmates that theyÕre going to do exercises.
So we have this endearing scene of all the Playmates obeying another
Playmate, doing the exercises she tells them to do. The one exercise I
remember from the video is this: all the Playmates lift up their arms.
They hold their arms uplifted and begin to squeeze their hands together.
The effect of this is that it ÔexercisesÕ their bosoms. It makes their naked
tits, which are hanging bare off their chests, wiggle rhythmically, in time
to the squeezing of their hands. One shot in particular that I remember is
of a Playmate with a sweet, pixie face. SheÕs got lovely big boobs. SheÕs
blushing as sheÕs squeezing her hands, which makes her boobs bounce
around. SheÕs feeling both sexy, and embarrassed. All the Playmates were
a little embarrassed to be doing such a lascivious exercise. And yet they
felt sexy, and healthy, doing it. The camera catches all of it: their
willingness to be naughty, their embarrassment, their wholesome, naive
sexiness. That was a good video. And it was a real video, too. The girls
werenÕt just posing. They were real, beautiful girls, standing topless in
waist deep water ÔexercisingÕ their titties.
I remember another video. It was Lisa Ann PedrianniÕs Video
Centerfold. In her centerfold she slips out of her panties, very sexily.
Then, still wearing a t-shirt, which is woefully small, and can barely
contain her big bosoms, she lies on her belly and eats jelly beans. There is
a fantastic close-up shot of her picking up a jelly bean and eating it. As
she pops it in her mouth she smiles, both sexily and with some
embarrassment. The camera catches it all and it is wonderful to look at.
Later, she kneels (yes, kneels! submissively!), and gazes with wondrous
big eyes at the camera. Then she looks away, self-consciously, and grabs
hold of her too-small t-shirt and yanks it up over her bosoms. You see her
kneeling there, her bush showing, her panties long gone, kneeling, and you
watch as her newly liberated bosoms wiggle all over the place. If you
stop the tape at the right place you can stare at her with her shirt up over
her head, covering her face, and her titties newly bare, and her bush
showing between her submissively kneeling legs. In the background, there
is a teddy bear. Just out of view is the small plate of jelly beans she was
eating from. Ahhhhhhh!
In PlayboyÕs Sorority Girls, thereÕs nothing like that. None of the
girls are camera shy. They are all camera-savvy. Some of them, you could
probably film them having sex, and they wouldnÕt give a hoot. But there is
a little bit of sensitivity displayed by some girls in some of the scenes,
although itÕs not much.
In one scene, two coeds strip naked and get on a bed and rub oil all
over each other. ThereÕs a little bit of self-consciousness, and sensitivity
displayed in that scene. Not a lot, but at least there is a little. Neither
girl is fantastically attractive, but it is reasonably fun to watch. Once. I
couldnÕt bring myself to watch it twice. It was too boring for that.
In another scene, a girl takes off her clothes in a library. That scene
was slow and, ultimately, boring. HereÕs a tip for Playboy: when a girl is
finally undressed, have her get messy. DonÕt just end the video. Hand her
a can of whipped cream and have her squirt it on her bush. ANYTHING to
simulate, in some way, her innate sexiness, and her readiness for sex.
Like, for instance, you could have two girls undress in the library, and
then toss a water balloon back and forth between them. The image of the
balloon, filled with water, wobbling through the air as itÕs tossed, helps
create a sense of the wetness, of the fluid exchange that characterizes
sex. The whole point of a Playboy video is to delve into sex, but in a
teasing, artistic way... a way that can be more powerful than, say, in a
standard porn video. To see a girl simply undress, however, falls short.
There must be something more than that. A popped champagne bottle, a
burst water balloon, a can of whipped cream, something must conclude the
video with the message, Ôthis girl has been fucked.Õ Sure, you didnÕt
actually see a guy stick his dick in her. But a champagne bottle sprayed
white, foamy champagne all over her belly. That would be a decent ending.
If she simply undresses, as in the actual library scene in this video, and
then the scene ends, one could conclude that she was merely changing her
clothes in order to play womenÕs basketball.
Another scene I remember from this video, Sorority Girls, is of a
girl at a laundromat. She is the prettiest girl in this video. She has a
body that is absolutely perfect, and a high-quality face. There is an
excellent segment in which she pulls down her panties. She pulls them off
her bottom, but leaves them just covering her bush in front. Then, with
her panties ringing her legs, she walks. How lovely that segment is! One
imagines sheÕs being told, by a Master, ÒWe must go to the dungeon now,
for your whipping.Ó And she trots obediently along behind him, nervously
pulling her panties down, as heÕs commanded, but too scared to take them
all the way off.
Another excellent aspect of the laundromat scene is the fact that
the girlÕs nipples are hard. This girl has perfect breasts, and sheÕs
*excited* about being filmed in the nude. Her nipples stick out like long
buttons, begging to be pressed. She tugs at them with her fingers. The
whole time, dancing and prancing around the laundromat, pulling on her
stiff nipples, she continues to wear her shoes. They are new, white tennis
shoes, and she wears them with new white socks. ThereÕs something very
erotic about seeing this girl totally nude, but with her shoes still on.
Do you remember the Ôsporting eventsÕ that Playboy used to hold,
back in the 1970Õs? How wonderful it would have been to see several
perfect girls, like the laundromat girl, competing in naughty sports
events. They might start by wearing teensy bikinis, and new tennis shoes,
and wind up all messy, and naked, their bikinis gone, but still wearing
their brand-new shoes. That would be a great video! Unfortunately,
thereÕs no footage like that in PlayboyÕs Sorority Girls. It falls, alas, into
the category of, ÒI liked watching it once, but I donÕt feel like watching it
twice.Ó I would grudgingly recommend buying it, however, to see the girl
in the laundromat. She is utterly, totally perfect, and if you watch her in
slow-motion you will enjoy yourself. Unless, that is, you prefer dogs and
older women.
A postscript: The latest Playboy catalogue, in mentioning PlayboyÕs
Sorority Girls, advertises it as containing Òa hot group shower.Ó There is
no group shower in Sorority Girls. ThatÕs in the PlayboyÕs Cheerleaders
video. The catalogue, in speaking of Sorority Girls, also mentions Òan all-
nude car wash.Ó While Sorority Girls does contain a car wash, itÕs not
very fun to watch. ThereÕs a much better car wash in PlayboyÕs
Cheerleaders. YouÕll need to watch it in frame-by-frame slow motion,
though, to truly enjoy it.
AND IN THE END...
Tonight at Ten: CHILD MOLESTERS!
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anything serious to concern us.Ó
- Ann Taylor Fleming.
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