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Andrew Roller Presents
FUCK DECENCY
Sponsored by: PeteÕs Paddles
Issue No. 350
Naughty Naked Dreamgirls in
Dungeon of Desire
Chapter Four
Jennifer took off her oven mitts. She kept her eyes lowered, but I
saw them widen as she caught her first sight of DickÕs cock. It stretched
forth across the table, quite frankly. A dollop of pre-cum was forming on
his noodle plate. I guessed heÕd insist on switching plates with me, or
Katy, when the time came to eat our sushi. Typical man. He paid no
attention to all the fresh cum he was dripping, the advance issue, because
he would make me or Katy eat it. So he just dripped and dripped,
oblivious, and enjoying our endearing eyes as we watched his thing bob
over his plate.
ÒShould I get the noodles now, maÕam?Ó Jennifer asked, keeping her
eyes properly lowered. How proper the Asians are. She was learning well.
But I was frightened for her, for from my seat I could see a bit of her
outcurving hiney, her blouse lying partly upon it, leaving the underside
bare, and she had bright red lines there from being whipped. I felt my own
bottom upon my cushion. It was quiet, content. But my pussy yearned for
DickÕs cock and I knew, getting it, IÕd be made to suffer on my fanny. I
swallowed and tried not to think about that. Perhaps Jennifer had fallen,
or sat on something she shouldnÕt have, I told myself. A hot barbeque
grill, perhaps. Yes. SheÕd sat on the barbeque grill and fried up her buns.
Silly girl.
ÒLight incense for us,Ó Katy told Jennifer. Obediently the girl rose
up from the table. She walked to the wall and bent over and opened a
small lacquered box. Dick, I, and Katy watched as she bent over in her
blouse, all the rest of her bare right down to her feet. A slim black collar
ringed her neck. Earrings dangled from her ears. Yet she had no
underpants on to keep us from seeing her bottom. Katy, making me up, had
permitted me earrings. Now I felt I was seeing my own fate imprinted on
JenniferÕs bottom. It was quite well marked and she tensed as she felt
her skin tighten where sheÕd been punished. Dick, gasping a little
pleasurable sigh, flexed his cock involuntarily, spilling more pre-cum on
his plate. By now a thread of pre-cum dangled down from his pee hole to
the surface of his plate, never breaking, just contributing more oozing
sperm to the pool he was already building there.
ÒPunishing her infractions helps her learn,Ó Katy told Dick, ignoring
me. He smiled as he watched her punished bottom and saw her sigh as she
forced herself to stand upright again, despite her burning tushy. ÒIÕve
been training her all morning. Sauron and I were just enjoying our tea
with her when you arrived. IÕm sure heÕll be back soon. But in the
meantime Jennifer has an opportunity to learn new steps, like making
incense and arranging flowers. She can step outside and cut us some roses
in a minute.Ó
As we watched, Jennifer went about the room with little sticks of
incense. There were holders in the wall, little gripping tubes, and she
slipped a stick of incense in each one of them. Then, lighting her final
stick with a Bic, she used the burning stick to light all the others. The
aroma was pure Orient; mingled Hong Kong smells, or Japanese market
smells, above the madding crowd where the wealthy drew their curtains
and practised ancient rituals in their modern skyscrapers. When all the
incense sticks were placed and lit, Jennifer opened a sliding glass door
behind us and stepped outdoors and cut some flower stems with full-
bloom roses on them. She fetched vases of jade from the kitchen, some of
it white and some marble, one purest green, and arranged the flowers in
them, one stem per vase, or two at most.
Katy, meanwhile, proceeded to prepare our tea. She poured hot water
from the boiling tea kettle into our cups. But she was only rinsing them, I
saw, for she replaced the pot on the hotplate and dumped the water from
our cups into a little waste bowl sitting beside her. There was a folded
piece of red silk next to her plate and she unfolded it, then wiped out our
cups. A ritual, I knew. The cups were as clean as before, but the
ceremony must be performed according to the ancient laws.
I watched, fascinated, as Katy spooned green leaves from a little
pile beside her plate into our cups. Jennifer, meanwhile, her flower
arranging done, had sat beside me, and she brushed my shoulder with her
hand.
ÒHi, Jennifer,Ó I gushed. I was overwhelmed with the daintiness of
it all. I had always played tea as a little girl but, sitting here, with the
soft scent all around me, in my lungs, the flowers so pretty, I was
inspired and awed. Only DickÕs penis intruded into an otherwise vastly
feminine scene.
Breathing lightly upon my bare shoulder as she reached across me,
Jennifer took both of my hands in hers. She made me turn slightly so that
I could present my hands to her. I watched, my concentration broken from
KatyÕs ceremony, as Jennifer, her hands so small and perfect, slipped
leather mittens onto my hands. She tied them at my wrists, and I could
only guess that I was to perform some aspect of this ancient ceremony.
But the gloves looked strangely modern. They were made of black leather
and had black drawstrings. With them on, I had no thumbs or fingers. My
hands were encased. I was still free to move my hands wherever I wished,
but I had my fingers held together, immobile inside the gloves and my
thumbs too.
ÒWhat are these for?Ó I asked Jennifer. She did not answer.
ÒTheyÕre bondage gloves, silly. HavenÕt you ever worn any before?Ó
Katy asked, looking up from the tea she was preparing for us.
ÒNo,Ó I gasped. ÒWhy must I wear them?Ó
Katy looked at me slyly. ÒWeÕre not just here to drink tea, honey,Ó
she said. I gulped and looked at my hands. With the drawstrings tied
tightly round my wrists, it was impossible for me to remove the gloves
now. I raised a glove to my mouth.
ÒDonÕt use your teeth to undo them,Ó Katy told me. And, on instinct
or by some previous plan, Jennifer, my former friend, plucked my silken
undies from the table where IÕd laid them, beside my plate, and popped
them in my mouth. They were red, and I looked like a clown, I thought,
sitting there with my red panties stuffed in my mouth. Dick, watching,
seemed not the least disturbed by my plight.
Katy filled our cups with hot water and stirred them with the quill
of an ostrich feather. ÒYou must hold your panties in your mouth while you
drink your tea,Ó she told me, matter-of-factly, as if it were nothing at all
to pour tea over oneÕs underpants. ÒLet the tea move through your silk
panties and then down your throat. You will taste a little of yourself, I
think. Your essence. Your excitement. It will prepare you for our visit
downstairs, to the dungeon.Ó
Jennifer, ever the helpful maiden, inquired under our table with her
fingers and drew forth a pair of steel handcuffs. Adeptly, as if in another
life sheÕd been a policewoman, she locked my wrists together.
ÒJennifer, DonÕt!Ó I implored. My panties in my mouth blocked my
words, but she could still understand me. Or so I thought. She ignored me.
Katy passed me my tea and I was forced to take it with my hands cuffed
and mittens enclosing my fingers, making my hands into flippers.
SMALL PRESS Comic NEWS
ÒMy [planned] comic convention is defunct,Ó writes Joe Eibe. ÒOnly
two dealers were interested, and I couldnÕt come up with the money for
the hall.
ÒI went to ComicCon last year, and got my picture in a Japanese
model mag, and in ASH #4. If you havenÕt checked my web site since
August, I put in [info about] my time at ComicCon.
ÒI hope to have one garage kit done by April, so check my site, soon.
Joe Eibe: http://www.snowcrest.net/rbluff/jag/
VIDEO REVIEWS
by holy joe
Restrained by Desire, $29.95. (Formerly $39.95.) VHS Tape, Color, 70
minutes. Shot on film. (Not video tape.) By Ernest Greene. Stars Chasey
Lain. CriticsÕ Choice Video: 1-800-367-7765. Web:
http://www.ccvideo.com
Review: TodayÕs question: what is it that guys like us watch, when
stupid girls are ignoring us?
Answer: This video!
I have seen quite a few videos by Ernest Greene. He is universally
acknowledged as Òthe master of bondage videos.Ó
Ernest Greene, as far as I can tell, began life as a young punk rocker.
Instead of just going to clubs and shooting drugs, he got hold of a camera.
He began making videos. They starred women, some attractive, some not.
In the videos the women wear sexy leather ÔclothingÕ. They punish each
other.
If youÕre looking to see women being actually whipped, or even
spanked, forget it.
If youÕre looking to see women pretending to be whipped, as in The
Story of O, forget it.
What does a whipping consist of, in an Ernest Greene video? It
consists of one woman spending many, many minutes whisking a whip
across the bottom of another woman. But the other woman seems not to
be affected in any way by the whipping.
That, in effect, is what an Ernest Greene video consists of.
Most of the Ernest Greene videos IÕve seen are simply not worth
buying. I do have a lot of respect for a punk rocker who can build a
bondage empire, consisting of videos, and win international renown.
However, given the fact that the women in the Ernest Greene videos can be
quite unattractive, and arenÕt really whipped, I donÕt consider them worth
buying.
What are the positive aspects of an Ernest Greene video? Well,
Ernest Greene does really like bondage. He makes quality bondage sets and
costumes. Second, his videos are improving. HeÕs switched from video
tape to film. HeÕs now able to hire reasonably attractive actresses.
The best actress IÕve ever seen in any porno video is Chasey Lain.
Chasey has a very slow, sexy way of acting. Chasey is one of the women
who stars in Restrained by Desire. She makes this video worth buying.
(This is, in fact, the only Ernest Greene video IÕve seen that I considered
to be worth the money.)
This video begins with a blonde woman being Ôtortured.Õ SheÕs
reasonably attractive. The best part is when sheÕs made to wear
something under her chin. It looks like a big plate. It cuts off her view of
her lower body, where another woman is busily torturing her pussy. (ItÕs
more fun, I suppose, when you canÕt see what a torturer is doing to you.)
ÒPlease, mistress, may I cum?Ó the trapped blonde begs the filmÕs
mistress, as a second female jabs at her pussy with a vibrator. That was
a good scene.
Another scene thatÕs even better stars Chasey Lain. In this segment,
Chasey is whipped. (Like I said, an Ernest Greene whipping is one where
nothing happens. I found the whipping quite boring.) Then, however, comes
the good part. Chasey is made to kneel and blow-job a woman whoÕs
wearing a rubber dildo. You might think, ÔthatÕs boring, compared to a real
penis.Õ Perhaps. But I have no interest in watching a real man, with a real
penis. A woman, on the other hand, wearing a fake penis, is quite
enjoyable to watch. I liked this scene a lot. The rubber dildo wiggles,
stiffly, just like a real penis would, which makes it look quite sexy. You
have not lived until youÕve seen Chasey Lain blow-job the dildo in this
video! I would recommend it to every female in the world to watch. ItÕs a
very, very instructive scene, showing how to do a proper blow-job.
When Chasey has blow-jobbed the dildo, itÕs time for her to be
fucked by it! First, the woman fucks her in her pussy. ThatÕs a good scene.
But then the best scene IÕve ever watched in a porno movie comes: Chasey
Lain gets fucked up the butt by the dildo!
What a great scene! You never actually see the dildo go into ChaseyÕs
butthole. However, you do see it oiled up, as it wiggles expectantly. You
also see Chasey LainÕs bottom oiled. Then, the camera switches to
ChaseyÕs face and you see her wince and moan as the dildo is (apparently)
inserted!
I give this video a high recommendation. The actresses put their all
into their performances, kissing and consoling each other even as they
punish each other. Chasey Lain is fantastic. (Particularly in the blow-job
scene, and getting fucked up the butt.)
Something I found unfortunate is that, when a punishment scene
starts, the woman is already bound and tied. It would be far better, I
think, to see her undress, and to see her getting tied up. Then, when she is
whipped, she should be responsive!!! I donÕt need to actually see her
receiving a real whipping. However, as with Chasey apparently getting
fucked up the butt, she should *pretend*, at least, to be suffering. If she
just stands there, as she does in all Ernest GreeneÕs videos, whatÕs the
point?
The Story of O, $39.95. VHS Tape, Color, 97 minutes. CriticsÕ Choice
Video: 1-800-367-7765. Web: http://www.ccvideo.com
Review: This is a great video! ItÕs about the sexual adventures of a
young girl in France. In this video, itÕs unlikely that the actress is
actually getting whipped, in real life. But boy, she sure *pretends* sheÕs
getting whipped! You see her kick, and scream, and moan. You see a
gradual transformation too: at first sheÕs yelling very loudly, when she
gets her first whipping. In later whippings, sheÕs able to bear her
punishment more easily. Finally, at the end of the film, sheÕs given a
chance to whip another girl. She does-- but then, in a wonderful scene,
she throws down the whip and apologizes to the girl for whipping her.
This video begins with a girl who has a lover. He wants to see her
whipped. (God knows why.) He takes her to a special house and leaves her
there. There she is whipped and tortured by various male Ômasters,Õ along
with other female Ôslaves.Õ She eventually falls in love with one of her
masters. (Again, God knows why.) Finally, the girl (named O) is released
back to her boyfriend.
The boyfriend, you would think, would be glad to get his girlfriend
back in one piece. (If slightly used.) Not this guy! He instantly turns her
over to another man. This man fucks her up the butt and whips her.
Finally, O is taken to a Ôschool for girls.Õ There, a woman tortures her
some more, and teaches her to torture other girls at the school.
What is so great about this video? Well, first of all, this is a real
movie. It has amazing scenes in it. Even scenes of O walking in the
street, with her clothes on, can be quite fascinating to watch.
Furthermore, like I said, when O is whipped, you see her suffering! When
sheÕs fucked up the butt, you see her suffering. When you see her fucked in
the cunt, you see her suffering. When you see her giving a blow job, she
looks like a real female, submissively giving a real (but artfully done)
blow job.
At the same time, however, the entire film consists of *acting*.
(So far as I can tell.) At no time does O actually get whipped, fucked up
the butt, fucked in the cunt, or give a blow job. But the acted-out scenes
of her doing these things are highly convincing. In my case, I have almost
zero interest in seeing a real live female actually whipped, or actually
fucked. But I must say that I do like highly artistic, well-acted scenes of
these sorts of things happening.
I have never found another film of the quality of The Story of O. It
appears to be a one-of-a kind film.
One thing that was very bad about The Story of O that I got on
videocassette, however, is the tape quality. God, what a shitty tape! I
donÕt think it was a manufacturing defect. I think, for some reason, the
master of this film (which was made 24 years ago) has degenerated. So,
while I highly recommend this film, at the same time, I must warn you
that the tape quality truly sucks.
Well, girls, now you know what happens while youÕre busily ignoring
us guys! WeÕre not sitting home crying. No, no. WeÕre consulting with
Ernest Greene and The Story of O. So when you do finally agree to go out
with us, weÕll know what to do.
WHACK!
Incidentally, in perusing the CriticsÕ Choice catalogue, you may see
VHS tapes for sale under the title ÒDream GirlsÓ or even ÒDreamgirls.Ó
There is no connection between those tapes and me. When I get enough
money to make a tape, IÕll let you know. And IÕm not going to fool around
naming it some name I came up with myself. IÕm going to call it ÒCoca-
Cola Girls.Ó
AND IN THE END...
ÒSpare the rod and spoil the child.Ó
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