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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
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A MANSION FOR MASOCHISTS
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Chapter Seven
As Alicia toweled off from her bath she stepped into an adjacent
bedroom. Lilith was waiting for her. The woman was dressed in a
severe black gown and boots. The gown had been pulled back to expose
a bustier beneath, whose cups lifted up breasts that were bare on top.
Lilith held a whip in her hand and, fearing she might be punished, Alicia
bent and licked the point of each of Lilith's naked nipples with the tip
of her tongue.
Alicia had just deposited a bead of saliva on Lilith's right teat
when the woman gently took Alicia's towel from her, leaving the girl
totally nude.
"Come, we must get a blow drier to your hair," Lilith said. She
took Alicia's hand and led her from the bedroom back into the bathroom.
There the male voyeur had joined Dawn in the tub. The brunette cooed
as the man, limp but still lustful, massaged and caressed her body.
Lilith led Alicia over to the commode and bade her sit down.
Alicia, a doe-like look of uncertainty in her eyes, bent to lift up the lid
of the toilet.
"No, just sit on the lid, unless you have to go?" Lilith asked.
"Oh! No, I don't," Alicia said, and sat down on the lid. It had a fur
cover, and she relished the feel of it against her derriere. Lilith took a
blow drier and turned it on, then wordlessly began drying Alicia's hair.
"Have you douched?" Lilith asked after a bit.
"Yes," Alicia replied. She felt cozy, protected and warm, yet
Lilith's whip was lying on the bathroom counter, looking quite deadly.
When Alicia's hair was dry Lilith bent and put the blow drier to
the hair of Alicia's pussy, producing a squeal from the blonde. Then
Lilith put aside the blow drier and told Alicia to wait. A moment later
she returned with a pair of high heels and, kneeling down, strapped
them on to Alicia's small feet.
"My, they're beautiful," Alicia said softly of the shoes. They gave
off a soft golden glow which matched the color of her hair.
"Where would you be without a pair of high heels?" Lilith smiled.
"Will I be wearing anything else?" Alicia asked quietly.
"A dog collar, perhaps?" Lilith asked.
"Of course," Alicia breathed. Lilith pulled a collar from her gown
and fastened it around Alicia's neck, lifting her chin up with her finger
as she buckled it on. The blonde gazed at her with glistening eyes.
"You think I'm going to whip you, don't you?" Lilith asked. Alicia
looked down at her feet and nodded. "Such a charming pet," Lilith said.
"I'd love to take you out back to the woodshed and switch your heinie,
but that will only happen when you bring me the implement. Any type
will do, we have all the different varieties here. Pony lash, Cat o' Nine
Tails...but enough of that. It's only midnight, and I can't have you naked
in the woodshed right now, I need you to answer the front door."
"The front--? Dressed like this?" Alicia stammered.
"Yes, dear. I'm expecting a whole host of young men this evening,
and they're due to begin arriving any minute. Now let's see...how about a
mask? That would protect your identity." Lilith drew forth a small
mask with slits cut into it for one's vision. She placed it over Alicia's
eyes and tied it carefully in back. "Hmm, I still think a pair of panties
would hold you in good stead," Lilith said. She then drew forth glossy
undies, jet black like the mask, and slipped them up Alicia's legs.
Alicia raised her bottom off the fur of the toilet cover to allow Lilith
to slip the panties over her rear. "I'd prefer you in drawstring panties,
but the first man in the door would undo them," Lilith said. "With these
panties, having an elastic waistband as they do, you've at least got a
fighting chance of maintaining your modesty until all the guests have
arrived." Of course, Lilith used the word "modesty" in its peculiar
context relative to the morays of the mansion. Lilith had Alicia stand
and complimented the blonde on her appearance. Alicia felt strangely
wicked. She placed her hands on her hips and thrust out her bare
breasts. Her blonde muff was barely noticeable through the gossamer
panties.
"Ready to greet the men?" Lilith asked.
"And their penises," Alicia said with a smirk.
"Good," Lilith replied. Little did the girl know how true her
mischievous remark was.
A moment later Alicia found herself placed just inside the front
door. She was mulling over the bizarre instructions Lilith had given her
when the doorbell rang.
The young man Alicia greeted seemed pleasantly surprised at her
near nudity.
"Lilith sure does know how to throw a party," The man grinned. He
pulled off his coat and handed it to Alicia.
"New rules tonight," Alicia replied. "You're to give me not just
your coat, but your pants as well." The man was slightly taken aback at
this. Apparently he had expected to spend a night dominating females,
not having females dominate him.
"And your underpants," Alicia said as the man gave her his
trousers.
"What?!" the man exclaimed.
"Rules are rules...unless you want your coat and pants back so you
can leave," Alicia said smugly. She was enjoying this. The man gave
her an unpleasant look and pulled down his briefs.
"You're wearing panties," the man complained, flushing as his
penis sprang into view. He had certainly expected to bare his loins
during an evening at Lilith's house, but not in this humiliating manner,
right at the front door! He was just handing over his underpants when
two more men stepped through the front door, and broke into peals of
laughter.
"You too," Alicia smiled. The men's guffaws quit as quickly as
they had come.
"Alicia, are you having the men undress as I asked you to?" Lilith
called, stepping into the foyer from an adjoining room.
"Yes, ma'am!" Alicia replied. She felt like a soldier on guard duty,
except instead of checking I.D. cards she was checking penises. Could
she turn a man away if she found him wanting? So far they were
measuring up quite nicely.
Alicia hung the first man's things in an adjoining alcove, which
served as the mansion's cloakroom. Lilith strode up to him, a cloth tape
measure in her hand. A whip was thrust through a sash about her waist,
no doubt to ensure compliance. Her white breasts jiggled temptingly in
their boostier.
"My, I see you're ready for the party," Lilith complimented the
first man, gazing at his erection. The man stood speechless as she bent
and measured his rod. Dawn appeared in a pink baby doll nightie, her
breasts quite visible through the diaphanous material. It was too short
to cover her pussy. In her hand she held a tablet.
"Nine and a quarter inches," Lilith called to Dawn. The girl
dutifully took down the measurement.
"I'd like to measure those tits of yours," the man said to Lilith.
"Wouldn't we all?" was Lilith's only reply. She dismissed the man
to the ballroom and advanced upon the next two, who by now had handed
over their Jockeys to Alicia.
"Will we be doing any balling in the ballroom?" the man who had
been first asked Dawn. The girl put the tip of her pencil to her mouth
and looked at him with wide eyes.
"I've just been doing some of that," Dawn said. "Except the man
had jerked himself off taking photos of me so all he could do was rub
himself on me." Alicia remarked to herself what a ditz the girl was.
"Just get that cute butt of yours on into the ballroom," Lilith said,
turning to the man with a note of sternness in her voice. The man
obeyed. Then Lilith went about measuring the next two men as Alicia
hung their clothes.
Alicia felt slightly embarrassed when the next person through the
door turned out to be a young woman. She advised the woman that she
was willing to accept as many of her clothes as she wished, but that
Lilith had asked that she retain her panties. The woman did a modest
job of undressing, leaving on her heels, bra, panties, and a scarf around
her neck.
As the time for the party drew near the people arrived one right
after the next, or several at once. Soon Alicia had to queue up the men
so Lilith could measure each in turn. It was quite a sight, young men
naked from the waist down standing in line, their penises erect, balls
full and tight. Many of the men were similar in height. Each male's
dick throbbed just centimeters from the ass in front of him. It seemed
to Alicia like a scene from a boot camp gone awry. Behind the lineup of
men both males and females were undressing.
"Straighten your tie," Lilith admonished the male before her. The
man fumbled with his bow tie and then smoothed his shirt over his
chest to ensure it had no wrinkles. "Tch, tch, and look at these socks,"
Lilith remarked. Avoiding the man's prominent prong, she bent down
and pulled up his black dress socks so that they didn't sag.
When all the guests had arrived Lilith invited Dawn and Alicia
into the ballroom.
"Why aren't you wearing panties?" Alicia asked Dawn as she
accompanied the girl from the foyer into the main part of the house.
"I don't know," Dawn sighed. "I just forgot, I guess."
"That man in the bathroom aroused you and you want it bad,"
Alicia said.
"Mmm," Dawn replied. "Three men have rubbed my spot already.
That measuring job was fun!"
"Well, two tried for me but I wouldn't let them," Alicia said.
"Don't you understand? It's the men for once who are to be the sex
objects. Listen, when you circulate amongst the men in the ballroom
you're to fondle their dicks as you talk politely to them. If they reach
for you just gently take their hand and squeeze it, but don't let them
touch your pussy. Now be good or Lilith will whip you!"
The two girls entered the ballroom and it looked for all the world
like a convention of hat racks. Every man's penis stood fully erect,
either perpendicular or at a raised angle from his testicles, less than
ninety degrees from his stomach. All the men still wore shirts and
ties.
Alicia accepted a cocktail from a waitress and began talking with
a handsome young man She let her fingers alight upon the head of his
penis. The man reached for her pussy, still sheathed in panties, and
Alicia let go of his rod to take his hand.
"Don't," Alicia said, grasping his fingers "Lilith doesn't want it.
Be a good boy and let me pleasure you." The man dropped his hand and
Alicia returned hers to his penis. She stole a glance out of the corner
of her eye and saw that Dawn had failed to stop the man of her choice.
She swooned as her man fondled her blonde muff while she, cocktail in
hand, held his cock in her palm.
Alicia engaged in polite conversation with her interlocutor for
several minutes, all the while stroking his rod. Then she dismissed
herself and moved to another man, who eagerly took up a conversation
with her as he thrust his penis into her palm.
As Alicia continued to work the crowd she found the men coming
closer and closer to ejaculating. Several actually tried to dissuade
Alicia from taking their throbbing rods in her hand, but she insisted,
the whole affair of hand-to-genitals taking place without words. Then
the words which did pass between them concerned the most mundane
and trivial affairs; politics, the weather, the man's career, while all
the while the poor male's throbbing rod trembled on the brink of
ejaculation.
Alicia admired the males' bare buns. She wondered if Lilith would
let her smack any of them. She relished the thought of her small,
delicate palm striking the men's trim buttocks. Alicia realized she
would not have had such a thought prior to meeting Lilith. She had
always fantasized about a man spanking her, but suddenly she found
herself wanting to reverse the roles. It occurred to Alicia that Lilith's
home was not just a place where masochists were abused, but where
masochists were trained to be sadists as well, and sadists taught to
receive as well as give.
"Girls, how about a round of semen cocktails?" Lilith asked
brightly. A groan went up from the men.
"I knew it!" a man lamented. There was a titter of laughter from
the ladies.
The men lined up with their backs against the dining room table,
Lilith's whip having to urge a few to obey. Then each female was given
an empty glass and picked her favorite man. At a signal from Lilith
each female jerked off her man. Some men took longer than others, but
each heaved a sigh of relief as he came in his lover's hand, his semen
shooting into the glass she held at the tip of his rod. The men were a
trifle disappointed, however, as they had hoped to come in a mouth,
pussy, or bottom. But Lilith had been good to them over the months and
so they did her bidding.
Not a few of the women encountered difficulty catching the men's
sperm in a glass. The come shot out at a ninety degree angle and one's
glass had to be tilted over fairly far to catch the libation. Some of the
men tried to swing their pricks around but a firm grasp on the part of
the female ensured that he would shoot where she wanted him to. Upon
catching the product each female waited until her sisters were ready,
and then Lilith proposed a toast.
"To men's bottoms, may they ever be red," Lilith said, raising her
glass. The girls gave a cheer and toasted the prospect of paddling the
males, then downed the spermy contents of their glasses. Each was
left with a milky moustache on her upper lip.
"Mmm, good!" Dawn, who was next to Alicia, said.
"Rather salty, don't you think?" Alicia asked demurely.
"I want more!" Dawn said eagerly to her male, who looked back at
her with resigned horror. "More!" Dawn said, taking the man's limpening
penis in her hand and churlishly manhandling it. The man tried to
excuse himself, but Dawn followed him and swatted his behind with her
hand. Lilith caught up to Dawn and slapped the impetuous girl's bottom
and told her to settle down. The crowd laughed.
"Now that you're limp we have a little apparatus that we'd like to
put on your penises, which when you're hard again you won't be able to
remove," Lilith announced to the men. Two serving girls came around
with trays of little leather thongs. Each female took one and, with
instruction from Lilith, slipped the thong around the man's testicles
and penis. Then each female began massaging her man, encouraging him
to become erect. The men were all quite young, having been chosen
specifically for this party due to their youthful, resilient prongs. Soon
they were erect once more, the thongs now firmly clamped around their
balls and dicks.
"We'll relieve you of those in the morning," Lilith advised the men.
"The morning?!" a man gasped. "What are we gonna do between
now and then?"
"Obey," Lilith answered.
"That sounds like fun," a female giggled to her friend.
"Girls, take hold of your man's penis and let's lead these lads
down to the basement," Lilith announced. "I wonder how many of these
fellows have ever been treated to an enema?" Several of the men
proved recalcitrant at hearing that, but Lilith was quick with her whip.
The men knew she relished striking their bare rumps and were not
eager to give her an opportunity to do so. One tried to overpower her
but the other men restrained him. In part they were seeking to win
Lilith's favor. Men she liked best got to stay at her mansion on a semi-
permanent basis and that meant 24-hour fucking with the most
delectable girls in town. So the men obeyed Lilith and even vied with
each other to best do her bidding.
When the randy stallions had been led down into the basement
they found a row of buckets on wooden stools, each filled with
steaming water and equipped with a slim hose. The men were ordered
to kneel on the floor with their faces pressed down against the rug.
Each female took one of the clear, flexible plastic hoses and daubed it
with cream. Since Dawn had been naughty Lilith had her kneel also. The
girl knelt beside her favorite man and turned her face toward him,
extending her tongue. Lilith smiled at the impish girl's audacity. She
too had once been a frisky young bitch, eager to surrender her tender
teats and pussy to any man she met. Dawn was lucky to be associated
with Lilith in this age of AIDS, as all the men here were required to
give a blood sample before even attending their first party. If the
young thing had been out on her own, as Lilith had been when she first
began exploring the erogenous potential of her teenage figure, she
would most surely have contracted the dreaded disease.
Alicia was more settled in her desires, mostly because of her
midwestern upbringing. She almost didn't want to plug the man
kneeling in front of her with a tube, but obeyed because Lilith was
watching. The man jerked his hips involuntarily as Alicia inserted the
tube, her anus tingling at the thought of the glass straw that had been
put to her own bottom the night before. Alicia had to grit her teeth and
force the tube. The man was tight.
When the tube had been inserted Alicia, on a lark, put the free end
of the tube to her mouth and sucked. Nothing much happened, but it was
weird to think that she was taking in air from the man's lower
intestines. Alicia thought she tasted musk. Next Alicia tried blowing,
but except for a muted grunt from the man there was nothing. Still,
Alicia felt a sexual thrill as she blew into the rectum of the big man
doubled over in front of her.
When every man had been plugged Lilith told the girls to dip the
free end of their tubes into the hot, sudsy water. At once the water
began flowing down the tubes, and the men moaned as the fluid ran into
their rectums. When each girl judged her man to be full (some being
more considerate than others), the tubes were withdrawn.
"Now for the fun part," Lilith announced. She drew her hand back
and slapped the bottom of the man next to Dawn. The other females
followed suit. Lilith used both her palms, swatting both the man and
Dawn repeatedly. The teen wriggled her bottom and kept her squirming
tongue intertwined with that of her lover.
"Keep those bottoms up nice and high," Lilith abjured the men. "I
don't want any stains on my new carpet." In this she was referring, of
course, to the contents of the men's buns. The spanks had the effect of
causing the men to tighten their glutei maximi, thereby keeping the
fluid inside their intestines. Finally Lilith called a halt to the paddling.
"Alright, men, it's off to the bathroom, where you may empty
yourselves," Lilith announced. "My whip is ready for any man who spills
himself on my rug." The men rose with a groan and Dawn, finding
herself at the front of the lineup, headed gingerly on her high heels
toward the waiting lavatory.
"I can't hold it," Dawn whined.
"You'd better!" Lilith intoned. But the fluid in Dawn's intestines
began running down the backs of her thighs. Lilith struck Dawn's
bottom with the whip, causing the girl to clench her buttocks. This
momentarily halted the stream. Each girl, if she saw her man begin to
come (with his buns, that is), gave him the hardest slap she possibly
could.
By the time the men reached the bathroom they had basically
learned to hold themselves in. This was important, as there was only
one toilet. Dawn sat down and gushed out her offering, then made to
wipe herself.
"No wiping," Lilith admonished. "Get in the tub." She lifted the
girl from the toilet, pulled her baby doll nightie over her head, and
hustled her to the large bath tub. Several men, seeing the tub as their
ultimate destination, jumped in and relieved themselves there. They
shucked off their ties and jackets and turned on the water. In a few
seconds there was a veritable gang bang in the tub, with Dawn
receiving the eager libations of the men's pricks. Other men jumped in,
emptied their bowels, and then proceeded to empty their loins into
Dawn too. Hot water streamed over all, as if to compliment Dawn's
baptism of fire. Several of the women made to jump in but Lilith held
them back.
"Let the boys have their fun with Dawn," Lilith said. "I hadn't
planned for this, but so it is. Let us go upstairs to the ballroom and
await their return there." The females exited and Lilith shut the
bathroom door behind her. She could hear Dawn screaming as male
after male forced himself into her, leather thong and all, and hoped the
promiscuous young thing was screaming with pleasure. Dawn might be
a bit more reserved after tonight.
A bit later the men began straggling upstairs, dry but naked. They
had found towels in a closet, but of course there was no way to dry
their soaking ties and shirts. Those had been left behind in the
bathroom, where, indeed, Dawn had also been abandoned. The last man
kissed the exhausted girl on the cheek as she lay in the tub and turned
off the water, checking to make sure that it all drained out so she
wouldn't drown. The teenybopper's hair was tangled; semen drooled out
of her lips, pussy, and bottom hole. Sperm lay in sticky pools in her
palms and was smeared between her ample breasts. Even one of her
ears was dripping semen from the opening of its canal.
"Good night little baby," the man said to Dawn, whose head lolled
in a state of near unconscious exhaustion. "Sleep tight...and feel free to
wet the bed."
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