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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
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A MANSION FOR MASOCHISTS
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Chapter Nine
Alicia's bottom was still burning when, several hours later, Lilith
handed her some clothes and bade her to dress. The attire Alicia had
worn to the weekend-long party had long since been lost. Perhaps it
had even been worn home by another woman!
"People often lose their clothes here, but I think these will
suffice," Lilith said, remarking upon the gold embroidered camisole and
panties, lavender pullover and red miniskirt which she had just given
Alicia. "Probably another woman, tipsy with drink, mistook your gown
for her own."
"Thank you, these things are beautiful," Alicia cooed. Lilith
pecked her on the cheek.
"Mick found you most enthralling. Thank you," Lilith smiled. "I'd
see you off, but I've got business in town. Can you drive yourself home,
or should I have one of my butlers take you?"
"I-I think I'll be able to sit down, it's not too far," Alicia said,
giving her bottom an exploratory rub. The fleshy cheeks felt hot, but
she knew they might well become even more inflamed if she let one of
Lilith's husky butlers escort her back to campus. The butlers were
quite handsome, and Alicia didn't trust herself to resist their advances.
After spending the morning in the stable she knew neither her bottom,
her rectum, or her pussy could take any more.
"Please keep the cowboy boots as well," Lilith said, turning to go.
"And don't forget your own heels!"
"I won't!" Alicia laughed. Her earrings and heels were the only
items that remained to her from what she had originally worn to the
party. All else had been lost.
Alicia's little car puttered obediently back down the undulating
slopes to the city below. As usual, upon encountering congested city
streets she found herself being whistled at at stoplights. If her
admirers had known just how skimpy her panties were and how well
striped her bottom was, they probably would have ejaculated. Alicia
wondered to herself how many penises would sprout semen as a result
of seeing the photographs of her taken at the party. Men she didn't
know, and would never know, would spill their seed in honor of her
beauty.
Not long after Alicia's return to campus she received a bona fide
call from Phi Oui, which had been trying, as it turned out, to reach her
all weekend.
"Poor girl, you've probably spent the past two weeks at college
ensconced in a carrel in the library," a sympathetic sister said over the
phone. "I'll bet you're ready for some fun!"
"Well, not too much fun," Alicia said, wincing as she sat her
bottom down on a chair. It still burned from Mick's switching.
"Come, come. We're having an initiation this Friday, and I'd like to
meet with you to discuss the details so you'll be able to attend," the
sister said. Alicia assented.
Alicia smiled to herself several minutes later when she hung up
the phone. She had, frankly, been scared of joining a sorority. She had
heard some pretty outrageous things about the induction ceremonies of
such organizations. But after the weekend at Lilith's, Alicia was sure
Phi Oui's ceremony would be kid's stuff. Baby stuff, even. What would
they do, drop a water balloon on her head? Spray her with whipped
cream? Try to get her to drink a lot of Bud Lite?
***
"Hold your pee in just a trifle longer, dearest," Therese said to
Kathy, who gave her an agonized look but obeyed. Kathy was beginning
to regret the bottle of champagne she had so eagerly downed an hour
earlier. The mildly intoxicating bubbles, so pleasantly soothing in her
tummy, took on an altogether different aspect in her bladder.
"I ought to just pee on you," Kathy said to Therese.
"Now that would be naughty," Therese smiled, then turned and
walked back down between the bookshelves, her bare hips rolling with
alluring elegance.
Kathy adjusted her weight as she knelt precariously atop two
shelving units stacked with library books. The units were separated by
a space of some two feet, just enough to allow a person to squeeze
between them. Kathy's naked thighs and genitals arched over the space.
Her knees rested on either unit, protected from the hard surface of the
top of each bookshelf by seat cushions borrowed from a cluster of
nearby chairs. Kathy's wrists were bound above her head, the rope
suspended from an overhanging chandelier. The taut rope kept Kathy
safe; any slip would merely leave her dangling harmlessly in midair.
It was, without question, an odd way to make use of a library.
But technology, in the form of movable bookshelves that could be
separated by a dozen feet or squashed together at the touch of a button,
had finally invaded that last bastion of sterile serenity, the public
library, with an air of eroticism.
The institution at hand was, in actuality, a university library,
and no doubt its cold walls had witnessed a fair share of sensual
expressions amongst the more hot-blooded of its youthful visitors over
the years. But it was doubtful whether the reference section of the
library had seen much. At the moment its sensibilities were probably
somewhere between shock and unconsciousness; no doubt the career
employees who staffed it during the day would have long since passed
out had they known that "that nice girl" who was under their direction
this semester was at present clad in nothing but spiked heels and long
white gartered stockings, with a deep interest in urinating but no
interest in removing herself to the bathroom.
"Why, there you are," Kathy heard from the far end of the shelving
units, and saw Therese step out to greet Alicia, who was stark naked.
Kathy was back far enough that all that Alicia could make out from the
far end of the row of shelving units, if indeed she could perceive it at
all, was that there was a line of rope that dropped down from one of
the chandeliers.
Certainly Alicia didn't notice the rope. Besides being all a-
flutter with curiosity at the "little initiation" her two newfound
friends had planned for her, she was, upon finding Therese, quite
overwhelmed by the bewitchingly aggressive girl.
"Did anyone see you cross the campus?" Therese asked with
feigned innocence, knowing full well that Alicia had been observed by a
dozen members of the Phi Oui Sorority.
"I don't think so," Alicia whispered.
"And you brought your towel, soap, shampoo, and washcloth with
you I see," Therese said. "I hope you didn't disobey our instructions and
cover yourself with them as you came over."
"No! Of course not!" Alicia said haltingly. But Therese knew
better. She had already been informed by a sorority member that Alicia
had been well wrapped in the towel as she made her proscribed
pilgrimage. That portion of the initiation would have to be repeated
later, with an appropriate punishment added on as well.
"Turn around, for you must be blindfolded for our next little
surprise," Therese said.
Alicia spun about on her heels and Therese quickly secured a
kneesock over her eyes. Then she took the girl's hand and led her into
the row of bookshelves.
Kathy watched the pair as they approached her. The shelves just
beyond where Kathy knelt were separated by half a dozen feet, to
permit unhampered access to their volumes. But no one in the
reference section tonight would be making recourse to the tomes. The
most the old books could hope for in the way of attention this evening
was the deposit of a few droplets of pee.
Therese was nearly bouncing with exuberance. The girl had been
imbued with a heavy dose of sexuality since birth, and the exertions of
the male penis, while still enjoyable, today required a touch of
decadence to bring out its full flavor. Like Kathy, Therese had little on;
only an abbreviated see-through nightie and the fact that her
underclothes were black distinguished her attire from her friend's.
"I'm going to shower in the library?" Alicia squeaked, obviously
confused.
"Shush, darling," Therese cautioned, touching a finger to her lips.
"But of course you are. You wouldn't think we'd make you carry your
soap and things all the way over here just so you could sit and read the
encyclopedia, do you?"
"Now stand right here," Therese directed Alicia, squeezing the
girl between the next two bookshelves in the row and underneath Kathy.
Then with a single swift movement Therese removed Alicia's blindfold
and grasped both her arms, pulling them back behind her. Alicia gasped
as she caught sight of the genitals positioned overhead. Her full, pert
breasts bounced in the stale library air. Kathy looked down at her and
smiled.
"Hi, I guess I'm the one who's been assigned to be your shower,"
Kathy said. Alicia turned her head and looked over her bare shoulder at
Therese, eyes wide.
"You're going to...?" Alicia asked, shocked.
"Now, dear, I think you'll like it," Therese said gently. "In any
case now that you're here you must go through with it, otherwise we'd
have no protection if you squealed."
"Oh, I wouldn't tell," Alicia blurted.
"You wouldn't, and you won't, because you're going to become a
member of the best sorority on campus, Phi Oui, and attend all our
parties and have a more wonderful time than you'd ever imagined during
your four years at Ruttingame," Therese said firmly.
"But," Alicia protested. And then the most amazing thing
happened. Therese quieted her protests with a kiss. It didn't last long,
and wasn't passionate; just the gentle reassurance of female lips and
female breasts pressed warmly against her.
When they separated Therese knew that Alicia was ready. She
placed the girl back between the narrowly separated bookshelves and
signaled Kathy. The girl above gave an inaudible sigh of relief. Then, in
a last minute display of decorum, Kathy looked down at Alicia and
asked, "Ready?"
"I guess so," Alicia replied.
"Kathy has endured the most uncomfortable agony of holding back
an entire bottle of champagne in her bladder just for you," Therese told
Alicia. "You should appreciate and enjoy the rare gift she is about to
bestow upon you. Few women outside our sorority would go to such
lengths to give you the pleasure of being sprinkled with their essence."
"I know," Alicia said, more to appear to agree than anything. But
inside her a lascivious spark had suddenly ignited. The situation was
so bizarre, like something out of a Roman orgy, with her standing naked
in the library about to be wet upon by a girl clad only in stockings, that
her body couldn't help but suddenly feel a rush of heated arousal.
Alicia's next thoughts were drowned out by a sudden stream of
urine upon her head. Impulsively, she looked up and the stream hit her
full in the face. Alicia squealed, surprised and suddenly delighted as
the golden rain flowed over her, running down the slopes of her breasts
and off the tips of her nipples.
Therese, unobserved at the moment, quietly snapped photos for
the sorority's files.
Eventually Kathy's urine dribbled to a stop and Alicia turned to
Therese, eyes bright and face flushed.
"See? I knew you'd enjoy it," Therese said. "Now take your soap
and see if you can raise some suds."
Alicia lifted the bar from where it nestled between her breasts,
secured by a cord about her neck, and began lathering the jellied
mounds of her mammaries. The soap had a scent of strawberries, fresh
and ripe and juicy, newly plucked from the vine to be crushed between
the teeth of its harvester.
Therese, meanwhile, quickly slid a nearby ladder into place and
alighted upon it to free Kathy. She wiped the girl's genitals, to ensure
that in descending from her perch Kathy's stockings were not stained
with any delinquent drops of urine. Then she reached up and undid the
rope that bound Kathy's wrists. What a pity that no male was in sight
to view the pair as Therese reached to undo her friend. At that moment
both girls were stretching upward, their lovely titties bobbling in the
air. The soft flesh beckoned to be cupped, held, squeezed; but instead it
was left to jiggle freely, naked and unfettered. Even Therese's gauzy
nightie was unwilling to intervene. It floated carelessly upon the air,
its fabric seemingly welcoming the light that shafted through it, its
straps plotting to fall from Therese's slim shoulders at the first
opportunity.
Soon all three girls were between the shelves, and Alicia was
running out of moisture to make lather. The crackle of a police walkie-
talkie announced the arrival of the night watchman on his designated
rounds.
"That's Charlie," Kathy warned Therese, a look of desperation in
her eyes despite her knowledge as to the time the library was generally
inspected for intruders.
"And with our luck he's ten minutes early," Therese hissed. She
grasped Alicia's upper arm. "Come, dear, you've done all we've asked
and now its time to go." The girls slipped as noiselessly as possible
out a side door of the library, Therese taking note of the nearness of
this single unlocked exit to the front entrance and her good judgement
in leaving the rest of the sorority back at the house.
As the girls stepped out into the chill air of early September they
each regretted their lack of clothing, particularly Therese, who might
have remained dressed throughout Alicia's shower. But she had felt
that Alicia would feel less uncomfortable about being nude if her host
were nearly nude herself, and in that respect Therese knew she had
made the correct decision.
A warm bath awaited Alicia at what passed for what the girls
improperly referred to as their "house," a two-story townhouse just off
campus where several of the sorority girls shared apartments. Alicia,
her long blonde locks still damp and slightly bedraggled, was led sticky
and blushing to the bathroom. A sorority sister helped her step into the
tub and sat and chatted pleasantly with her while she bathed. It was
late, and the sister, whose name was Mary, wore a brief peignoir and
french cut panties. Alicia admired Mary's good taste in lingerie as she
washed, and even commented upon it, much to Mary's delight.
"So you're a connoisseur of undies just like I am," Mary laughed.
"I'm glad you're joining Phi Oui. We should have lots of fun comparing
notes. Perhaps you'd even let me try on a few of your things. You can
have some of mine after your bath if you'd like. I hear you live clear
across campus."
"Yes, and they made me cross it stark naked," Alicia said.
"Stark naked? You had a towel wrapped around you when I saw
you," Mary said.
"You?...You saw me?" Alicia asked, astonished and suddenly quite
embarrassed, despite her nudity in the bath.
"Oops, I don't think I was supposed to say that," Mary gulped.
"Indeed you weren't," Therese said, entering suddenly.
"Just who saw me?" Alicia asked Therese.
"Only the other girls here, your 'sisters,'" Therese replied. "Is it
true you covered yourself with a towel as you crossed the campus?"
Alicia looked down at the suds in her bath.
"How did we instruct you to cross the campus?" Therese asked.
"N-naked," Alicia replied softly, eyes remaining downcast.
"And now, despite your flagrant disobedience, you sit here
splashing in our bath, thoughtless as to who filled it or who shall have
to scrub it down after you've left."
"I-I'm sorry," Alicia began, but was interrupted by Therese.
"Being sorry won't quite be enough. I'm afraid that despite your
co-operation in the library your unwillingness to cross the campus
correctly has permanently disqualified you from membership in Phi
Oui."
Alicia looked up, eyes wide with dismay. Therese turned to leave.
"Kindly drain the water when you're finished. Toweling the tub
down would also be appreciated. Cleaning the tub is not required, and
is in fact forbidden as we are eager to start our party and cannot until
you are gone."
Alicia put her face in her palms and broke into sobs. Suddenly she
wanted to be a part of Phi Oui very much.
"Don't cry," Mary said soothingly once Therese had left. She put a
soft hand on Alicia's wet shoulder. "I'll still trade nighties with you, if
you like. I'll even sneak out the back and walk you home tonight. And
give you some clothes, real clothes, so you don't have to worry about
bumping into Charlie on your way back."
"But I want to be a part of Phi Oui," Alicia said, looking up, tears
streaking her face.
"Would you like me to talk with Therese?" Mary asked.
Alicia plunked her face back into her hands and nodded, sniveling.
Half an hour later Alicia was bent naked over the back of a
stuffed chair. Her arms were pulled tautly downward over the seat.
Her wrists, bound together, were connected to the stubby legs of the
chair with a taut cord. Therese lightly whisked the tails of a whip over
Alicia's bare bottom.
"Are you ready for your punishment?" Therese asked the gagged
Alicia. Alicia nodded.
"You understand, of course, that by simply shaking your head 'no'
at any time you may discontinue your whipping at once. That will,
unfortunately, permanently bar you from membership in Phi Oui, with
no hope of reprieve. Enduring the whipping, however, does not
automatically qualify you for entrance to Phi Oui. Had you successfully
completed your initiation, you would have been admitted automatically.
Now, however, your application for membership must be voted on by all
the sisters. They will be closely observing your performance during
your whipping for any signs of unladylike behavior. We only admit
adults into our sorority. Little girls who bawl, scream, and cry out
excessively are simply not fit to enjoy the mature pleasures which
matriculation offers."
Therese brushed Alicia's bottom with the whip yet again,
caressing the flesh; her touch beguilingly tender, a far cry from what
would soon ensue.
"Do you still wish to be whipped?" Therese asked.
Alicia nodded her head.
"Alright, then. Girls, are you ready?" Therese asked, looking
about the living room. The sisters, all in various states of dishabille,
attempted to nod somberly but broke into giggles.
Therese herself was nearly on the brink of laughter. Here was
this poor girl, an inexperienced freshman in her second week at
Ruttingame, with her bottom bared for all the world to see, and to do
whatever they pleased with.
Therese stepped forward and slipped the thongs of the whip into
the furrow between Alicia's bottom cheeks, then pulled the knotted
leather tails of the whip up through the two plump halves of flesh.
"Your posture is perfect for now, dear, but before I am through
you will be provided with a small coffee table and asked to stand upon
it, which will require you to bend your legs, as your wrists will remain
bound in place. In that position your cheeks will be separated,
preventing me from performing that little trick I just did with the
tails but allowing me to flagellate the innermost portions of your
derriere. This is most necessary if your entire bottom is to be
disciplined. I am not your mother, and I will not be content with
merely striking the outer surfaces of your cheeks. My whipping will be
a proper one, or none at all, for we are, I assume, both adults, and know
the correct meaning of 'whaling' one's posterior."
Alicia nodded her understanding.
Therese stepped back.
"Remove the gag," Therese ordered. "I am fully confident that she
will not need it."
Mary came forward and bent over Alicia's shoulders. She undid
the gag. Her breasts dangled naked beyond the low-cut front of her
peignoir.
"Good luck," Mary whispered.
"Thankyou," Alicia breathed.
Then, bending close as if planting a kiss on Alicia's cheek, Mary
whispered in her ear, "Ask Therese to whip you."
"Please...please whip me," Alicia asked, recovering her voice.
"What?" Therese asked with mock incredulity. "You know, I think
I'm actually going to be proud of you, Alicia. Please call out each
stroke prior to its application."
There was a long moment of silence.
"Say 'one,'" Mary prompted.
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