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Issue No. 407
Naughty Naked Dreamgirls in
PassionÕs Playpen
Chapter Eight
KateÕs corset had taken a long time to put on. Melinda had gotten her
into it, and even punched her in the tummy to make her draw in her breath.
It left Kate feeling a little like a soldier guarding the Queen of England,
stiff in her posture. Melinda had threaded the front of the corset closed
like one threads up a shoe. Despite KateÕs best efforts to hold her breath
the corset had not quite closed in front. It showed a strip of her skin
down her middle, from her breasts to her waist, and her belly button
peeped out between the corsetÕs two halves. Transparent black lace hung
down from KateÕs corset-gripped bosoms. And lace hung round her waist
where the corset ended. She felt like a Christmas decoration, and knew
John loved the effect.
ÒGet on the bed, both of you!Ó John groaned. He had played with
himself too vigorously and he seemed on the point of spending.
ÒYou could at least take your clothes off too,Ó Kate said to John. He
nodded. It seemed a good distraction for his hands. He began removing his
clothes. But when Kate and Rose walked toward him to help him he
motioned them to both get into bed.
Kate made Rose mount the bed first. She peered at RoseÕs sweet
bottom as the woman climbed up onto the bed. The space between RoseÕs
cleft cheeks showed briefly as Rose got on the bed. Kate told her to crawl
to the headboard and lower her head to the pillow without lowering her
bottom. Like a puppy, Rose obeyed. When she reached the headboard she
plopped her face into the pillow and prepared herself for her spanking by
gently biting it.
ÒGood,Ó Kate said. ÒBut donÕt keep your legs together. John wants to
see them wide apart and so do I. It shows off your submission more
completely.Ó Kate was amazed at herself as she spoke. Her voice was
firm and certain, though she felt queasy inside. Awkwardly she climbed
up onto the bed. Her tight corset inhibited her movements. When she was
on the bed she crawled forward erectly until she was behind Rose. She
moved a little to the side of Rose to better swing in the crop.
Kate patted RoseÕs ass. It was plump and round but smallish, the
kind of girlish ass men die for. ÒPlay with your pussy. ItÕll ease the pain
some,Ó Kate said. Rose lifted her hands and placed them protectively over
her dell.
ÒDonÕt block my view of it. Play in it, with your fingers,Ó Kate said.
She gave Rose a handslap on her adorable bottom. Rose gasped and did as
she was told. ÒAh, your fingers get wet right away,Ó Kate observed.
ÒBeing punished excites you.Ó
ÒBeing naked excites me, in front of a man like John,Ó Rose answered
softly. She bit more deeply into her pillow and awaited the inevitable.
ÒThis is going to hurt you more than itÕs going to hurt me,Ó Kate
said. She smiled and put her fingers into her own pussy to stimulate
herself and relieve herself a little, both at the same time. She sighed
softly. Her breasts rose and fell. Then, lifting her free hand, she raised
her arm high above her head. With an uncertain swing she brought the crop
down on RoseÕs bare bottom.
ÒOh!Ó Rose gasped, but the blow wasnÕt too hard.
ÒWeÕll be here all day if you do it like that,Ó John snarled. Kate
looked back at him. He was anxious for his cock. HeÕd strummed it right
up to the brink and could hardly enjoy himself now, for fear of spending.
Kate guessed he wanted to show his strength to Rose by buggering her or
fucking her up her well-offered cunt, if he could only keep his sperm in
himself long enough.
Rose lifted her head at the sound of JohnÕs voice. ÒI donÕt wish to be
fucked,Ó she said plainly. ÒThatÕs why I wish to be forced to scream with
the crop, and to have you watch and play with yourself as it happens. IÕm a
virgin. When I find Mr. Right, then IÕll give in, but only on my bridal bed.
ThatÕs why I like bondage. It lets me fool around and still be pure.Ó She
put her head down and bit the pillow again, with a look of fright on her
face lest John break all the rules and force himself on her.
ÒWhat?!Ó John roared. ÒYou--Ó he fell silent, speechless. Even Kate
felt dumbfounded. The woman had dressed so provocatively, and
encouraged everyone to enjoy themselves, yet she was withholding
herself?
ÒI should punish you very hard for denying my master like that,Ó Kate
said to Rose. She looked down at the womanÕs offered rump and her
exposed pussy, and her twinkling bare anal hole that showed itself
between her open cheeks.
ÒYes, hard enough at least to mark me,Ó Rose said. ÒSo I have a
souvenir of the night.Ó
ÒYour bottom will be quite a souvenir then!Ó Kate shouted, her voice
highpitched. She brought her arm swinging down across KateÕs fanny and
gave her an ass-thumping blow.
ÒYeeeoww!Ó Rose said between clenched teeth as she bit into her
pillow. A mark formed across RoseÕs bottom, marring the perfect splendor
of her white cheeks.
ÒGive it to her good,Ó John growled. Kate heard a slight sense of
relief in his voice, though, and realized John intended on shooting out his
cum as he watched. Kate looked back at him over her shoulder.
ÒTry not to spill on her nice carpet,Ó Kate said to John. ÒGet a cup or
something.Ó
ÒFuck you!Ó John shouted. ÒAre you in cahoots with her? Two
women can never be trusted. I should punish you both myself. And fuck
you.Ó
ÒJust watch as I make her look as wealed on her bottom as I am,Ó
Kate sniffed. She was beginning to find John a bother. She liked his
rough-and-ready attitude but she didnÕt want him controlling her
relationship with Rose. She liked having this lovely woman ass-up in
front of her, especially since she was like a nun, still a virgin, being
whipped, it seemed, for her sinful thoughts.
Kate slammed another blow into RoseÕs heinie. Rose bounced on her
knees and rubbed herself furiously. ÒOhhh, not too many of those, please,Ó
Rose said when sheÕd caught her breath. Kate laughed at the woman, so
penitent, yet afraid of her requested punishment all the same.
ÒGod will do as God will do, and me too!Ó Kate chimed. She felt holy
somehow, spanking this woman, making her smart and cry out. She gave
Rose another smack. The crop was thin and it left a mark like Rose
apparently wanted it to, sharp and thin and wealy-red. Kate realized Rose
had challenged herself by picking such a thin crop. She didnÕt just want to
stick up her bare bottom and feel it whacked. She wanted to push farther,
to dare herself. As Kate watched, Rose rotated her bottom obscenely and
mouthed her pillow and rubbed herself and began crying a little.
ÒYouÕll make the pillow all wet, crybaby!Ó Kate admonished her
captive. It mattered not that it was RoseÕs pillow in RoseÕs house. It was
still a wet pillow, if Rose insisted on crying into it, and Kate punished her
for wetting the pillow with her tears.
WHACK! The crop hit distinctly across the crown of RoseÕs bottom,
marring both summits with a bright red line. Rose let out a howl and
tears issued forth more freely from her sobbing eyes. Kate struck again,
careful not to hit her twice in the same spot, for she didnÕt want to truly
hurt the woman, only mark her so sheÕd have something to look at in the
mirror the next day, when all the guests were gone and Kate was the
property of her master again.
WHACK! THWACK! Kate gulped as she realized her aim had been off
on the latest blow. SheÕd hit Rose twice in the same exact spot. Rose
squeezed her cheeks hard and lifted her head and screamed.
ÒIÕm sorry,Ó Kate moaned. She rubbed herself as she watched Rose
twirl her bottom around and clench her cheeks together.
ÒNo, please punish me, donÕt spare me,Ó Rose replied. ÒI must pay
for not letting John fuck me.Ó
ÒYes! Whack her Ôtil sheÕs raw!Ó John ordered. Kate nodded and
purposely aimed for places sheÕd struck before. She flailed away, banging
her crop into RoseÕs soft bottom again and again. Rose howled and shook
her head, her hair falling free. She mooned Kate with her cheeks, sticking
her ass back at her tormentress. She farted once, making Kate pause and
draw back and pass her hand in front of her nose to fan away the scent of
RoseÕs hole. Kate made Rose pay for the fart with a vertical blow straight
down the middle of RoseÕs bottomcrack. Rose shrieked and sobbed loudly.
Yet she kept her fingers on her honeyed pussy, frigging it with a strange
kind of painful pleasure.
At last Kate couldnÕt bear to hit Rose anymore. She was afraid if
she struck one of RoseÕs rising weals sheÕd draw blood. She tossed the
crop completely off the bed so she wouldnÕt be tempted to use it again, no
matter what. She glanced back at John. HeÕd cum at some point, groaning
loudly, but sheÕd been too busy with Rose to bother herself watching him.
HeÕd retreated to a comfy chair now, sitting on it bare-assed, with the
remnants of his manhood puddling the carpet and slowly sinking into it.
ÒDonÕt whack my bottom please, John,Ó Kate told him. John nodded
mutely. He seemed to have lost some of his fire. He still played with
himself, waiting for his strength to return so he could rejoin the fun.
Kate untied her corset. She yanked on its gripping shell to get it
sufficiently open so that she could bend down. Then she bent and sniffed
RoseÕs bottom. She had a strange desire, and she knew if she hesitated
she would never fulfill it. She extended her tongue. She clapped her hands
to RoseÕs bottom to still its movements. Rose shrieked at the sudden
pressure on her raw heinie. Even the touch of another female hurt now.
ÒQuiet. IÕm going to make you a little better,Ó Kate told Rose. Then,
curling her tongue, she stuck it boldly into the valley between RoseÕs
cheeks. She knew what she was looking for and she quickly found it. She
spread Rose wide, fighting the womanÕs desire to close herself off in
back, and rimmed RoseÕs anal hole with her tongue. ÒIÕm going in,Ó Kate
said breathlessly, and did her best to penetrate the virgin sphincter. She
was astonished at herself, but she persevered, and she wondered if Rose
was as astonished as she herself was. She delved with difficulty into
RoseÕs anus. It was tight, but Kate was determined. ÒSpread, spread.
Open, open. Stop fighting me!Ó Kate breathed aloud. Then she stabbed at
RoseÕs virgin hole again and felt her tongue slide inside.
BEHIND THE SCENES
by holy joe
Have you ever wanted to publish your own porno magazine? A real
magazine, thatÕs distributed on all the newsstands?
Put aside the fantasy of living in a big mansion with dozens of
beautiful, naked girls. That comes later, if youÕre successful. The first
question you have to answer is, ÒHow many pages should my magazine
be?Ó
A magazine is published on a large press, that prints eight pages at a
time. This is known as a Ôsignature sheetÕ. Any magazine you buy will
contain a certain number of pages that can be divided by the number eight.
(This does not include the cover, which is printed separately.)
It is generally agreed that the minimum number of pages for a
magazine is 32. If a magazine is slimmer than that, it will get damaged
during delivery to the newsstands, because itÕs too flimsy. ThatÕs why a
comic book is 32 pages long.
I have been researching magazines. The minimum number of pages
that I have found is 96. GirlsÕ magazines like ÒMoxie GirlÓ and ÒTwistÓ
are 96 pages long. So too menÕs magazines like ÒPanty PlayÓ, and ÒOui
InternationalÓ.
A bigger magazine, with more pages, like ÒPlayboyÓ, has lots of ads.
So while a big, successful magazine may be thicker, that doesnÕt
necessarily mean it has more pages of editorial content. (Although, with
lots of advertisers, a magazine can afford to have more editorial content
if it wants to.)
Should your magazine be perfect-bound, or stapled? I have made
this discovery: a perfect-bound magazine looks quite skinny. But if you
staple your magazine, it looks thicker! Even though it is exactly the same
number of pages as a perfect-bound magazine, it appears to have more
content.
What price will your magazine be? If itÕs a standard menÕs
magazine, it will have to be priced somewhere between $4.95 and $6.99.
ÒPlayboyÓ is $4.95. ÒPenthouseÓ is $5.99. ÒHustlerÓ is $6.99. ÒPanty
PlayÓ, despite being only 96 pages long, is $6.99. (Remember, a new
magazine like ÒPanty PlayÓ doesnÕt have lots of advertiser support.)
So how much should your magazine cost? I have this opinion: a
reader thinks in terms of magazines, not in terms of dollars. Assuming
none of the magazines are expensive imports, he generally regards each
magazine as costing five dollars. So, heÕs not really concerned with
whether a magazine is $5.99 or $6.99. Both are roughly the same price.
What he IS concerned with, however, is the number of magazines heÕs
buying. Is he going to walk out of the store with three magazines, or
four? That is his concern. He is not really checking to see if your
magazine is a dollar more or a dollar less.
Another fact is important: once the reader has browsed a magazine,
and is ÔhookedÕ, cost is irrelevant. I mean, if your magazine costs $15.00,
thereÕs a chance he wonÕt buy it. But heÕs not going to flip over a girl, only
to see the magazine is $6.99, instead of $5.99, and not buy. If he likes
whatÕs inside, heÕs prepared to pay the standard price, which ranges from
$4.95 to $6.99.
Assuming you shoot for the maximum price, should your magazine be
$6.95, or $6.99? Although ÒPlayboyÓ is $4.95, the ÒPlayboy Newsstand
SpecialÓ magazines are $6.95. Do you really think a reader is going to put
a ÒPlayboy Newsstand SpecialÓ back on the rack if itÕs $6.99, instead of
$6.95? I doubt it. So Hugh Hefner is throwing away many, many dollars,
by under-pricing his magazines by four cents. On the other hand, perhaps
readers appreciate the fact that Hefner isnÕt grasping for every last penny.
Which brings up the question, ÒWhy is Playboy, supposedly the
flagship of all menÕs magazines, only $4.95?Ó My opinion is that it is only
$4.95 because thatÕs all itÕs worth. If Hefner tripled the pictorial content,
and actually ran pictorials that were fun to jack off to, then he could
definitely charge more. But, as it is, Playboy is worth no more than $4.95.
(Especially with that shitty paper Hefner now uses, that gets damaged
before it even leaves the factory!)
As you can see, publishing your own menÕs magazine requires a lot of
thought. I havenÕt even discussed photography in this essay, or makeup, or
clothes, or set design. But knowing how many pages you need, and how to
price your magazine, is an important first step.
(Oh yeah. One other thing. DonÕt get married, and have kids, or your
fantasy of having your own porno magazine is probably doomed. Instead of
spending your money on printing, and girls, and camera equipment, youÕll
be buying strollers and diapers!)
Anilingus
by M. Kettner
multi-tongued am I, judging by the response,
whenever I lick your booty
cheeks to cheeks, so to speak
ridged, not smooth
less surface to roam
crack to crack coverage not a bad idea either
if only briefly
for the lure of tight spaces draws one back
yearning after the sweet taste of the dark skin
guarding that shadowed airlock
AND IN THE END...
THE VALUE OF A GOOD EDUCATION
ÒThere is no cleverer firm than Long-Term Capital Management
(LTCM), whose founders include Myron Scholes and Robert Merton, joint
winners of the Nobel prize for economics in 1997 for their theories on
how to price financial risk. Nor one more humbled: the firm has managed
to lose most of the $4.8 billion of capital with which it started the year.Ó
- The Economist, September 26, 1998, pg. 71.
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