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AS VALERIE gave Mark the whip, Lady Winston turned her head to the
assembled guests. The women looked perfect in their high heels, in their
long silk stockings, in their tight little waist garter belts. Yet something
was wrong, and she knew what it was. They had been standing too long.
There was a sense of weariness, of unease, on the faces of the guests,
especially the women.
ÒMy apologies,Ó Lady Winston announced. ÒBut I must allow you
some semblance of luxury. Really, it is quite inappropriate for me to have
you all standing so long. There is a door behind you. On the other side of
it is a storeroom. In there you will find folding metal chairs, with
cushions. Would several of you men please open the door and go in and
retrieve some chairs?Ó
A man turned. He walked to the door and tried the handle. It opened.
Within, the storeroom was black.
ÒThe light switch is above you. A string hanging from a bulb, that is
overhead,Ó Lady Winston called to the man. He reached up and felt with
his hand in the air. Then, he found the string. He pulled on it. A light
came on, dimly. Chairs gleamed in the shallow light, incongruously, as if
waiting to be set up in the larger room for some evangelical church
service.
Mark tested the whip in the air. Kelli, hearing it, uttered a cry.
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ÒWait, Mark,Ó Lady Winston told him. ÒKelli is the guest of honor.
The others must be properly seated before her whipping begins.Ó
Several men, working like naked slaves, got the folding chairs from
the store room. They unfolded them and arranged them in a semi-circle
around Kelli. She watched, hunched over the block, looking at the faces
that assembled around her. Her eyes were wide, her lips mouthed
protests, sometimes verbal, sometimes not. And yet at the same time she
continued to rotate her bottom, salaciously and provocatively, even as she
begged to be released.
ÒShhhh,Ó Lady Winston told the girl. ÒYou are receiving what you
must, nothing more.Ó
ÒOh, I do not--Ó Kelli announced, but did not finish her sentence,
letting it die in the air, like a maiden resisting, yet succumbing, to the
knight with his lance.
Mark stood behind Kelli and struck the air with the whip Valerie had
given him. Each time he moved his penis, thick with desire, wobbled along
its length, showing itself off in a rude, boyish manner. Under his cock his
balls loomed; large, hairy, full. The women who watched were as
enamored of MarkÕs body as they were of KelliÕs. Mark was muscular and
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ÒAlright,Ó Lady Winston said at last, when everyone had been seated.
She surveyed the guests. The men sat with their legs apart. They
displayed, with raw eagerness, their erections. Their hands meanwhile
caressed whichever female was nearest to them; stroking her breasts,
caressing the cleft of intimate flesh between her legs. As for the
females, they were still handcuffed. They sat on the cushioned chairs
with their legs opened. Some had opened their legs voluntarily. Others
had done so at the urging of their lovers. The females shuddered as the
males fondled them. The men, meanwhile, were eager for immediate sex,
but restrained by Lady Winston. She gazed at her guests and found them
all to be comfortably, if lewdly, seated.
ÒVery well,Ó Lady Winston said. She smiled at Amanda, who gazed
back at her with worried eyes. Yet even as she fretted, Amanda was
suffering the intimate caresses of Enfume. Each stroke of his fingertip in
her cunt brought shivers from her. She looked from her little niece to
Enfume, and to his stiff cock. She licked her lips. ÒYou may begin, Mark,Ó
Lady Winston told the young man.
ÒOh! Noooooo!Ó Kelli cried. Simultaneously she arched her bottom
up, as if to rise from the block. But the straps held her fast. Surely, Mark
thought, looking at her, she must have known the straps would hold. Was
she really trying to rise, or was she making a display of her naked ass?
Mark measured the distance between himself and KelliÕs bottom.
Then he stepped forward, his bare cock wobbling, and he swung.
CRACK! The blow was hard, harder than heÕd intended.
ÒYOOOOOOCH!Ó Kelli shouted. She bucked, presenting her bottom for
more even as she tried to shake off the sting of the caneÕs first bite. Was
she willing, Mark wondered? Well, he did not want her too willing. Too
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CRAAAACK! The second blow was harsher still, and Mark felt
pleased at the bright red line which immediately showed on KelliÕs ass.
Let THAT teach her, the randy young bitch, that her bottom was not a toy
that she could show off and taunt people with. Yet at the same time he
relished her presentation, which even now, despite the bitterness of his
second stroke, still seemed to be present, Kelli waggling her ass both
with an agonized cry and, at the same time, a motion distinctly like that
of rutting.
Mark involuntarily stroked his cock. He was practically bursting
with need. He felt like his cock might explode any moment and, suddenly,
he looked at Lady Winston and said,
ÒI have to pee.Ó
ÒGo ahead, darling,Ó Lady Winston sighed. There was a broad,
contented smile on her face. Lightly she was fiddling within her cunt with
her finger.
ÒWhere?Ó Mark asked.
ÒAnywhere,Ó Lady Winston sighed. ÒYour pee will be luscious, IÕm
sure.Ó
ÒYou mean you just want me to pee on the floor?Ó Mark said.
ÒJust pee, dear. Be free with your bladder, even as you strain to hold
back your sperm. Give us all a preview of how your beautiful cock works,
if you wish.Ó
ÒThen-- then I will,Ó Mark said. He felt dumbfounded as he let go of
himself. Poor Kelli was bound hand and foot to the block, yet here he was,
standing behind her, totally able to move and even to pee where he pleased!
PISSSSSS! The sound of his urine escaping from his cock filled the
room, and, a second later, it made a splattering sound too, as it splashed
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ÒWave it around!Ó someone shouted.
So Mark did, giving a grand display of his peeing penis, while still
holding the whip in is hand. He pissed to his right, and then to his left,
and finally, wickedly, he walked forward and peed into little KelliÕs hair.
The girl looked up, shocked. MarkÕs pee fell into her face. It splashed into
her wide-open mouth, for she was too speechless to speak, and so instead
of forming words her lips made a receptacle for MarkÕs urine.
ÒYes!Ó a man shouted.
ÒThat is the proper use of a womanÕs mouth,Ó another man said.
ÒYEEELOOOK!Ó Kelli finally managed to say. Her words sounded
blubbery, like some sailor lost under the sea, as she tried to speak over
the urine spilling into her mouth.
ÒWhat? I have not peed on your bottom. I have not peed on your
back,Ó Mark said. ÒI am looking after your safety, girl, not peeing on you
there, because I intend to whip you there, until you are raw. No, I am being
kind to you, peeing into your face, and all over your head, where the whip
will not touch you. Be glad I am showing such generosity. Thank me for
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ÒYELOOOKL!Ó Kelli only said in reply, and so Mark, feeling randy and
vengeful, peed into her eyes.
ÒYEEEEEEEK!Ó Kelli shouted. Mark laughed. He was being cruel and he
knew it. But he strutted back behind the girl, and once more lifted his
whip. He was Male, at last having his way with her, at last being the true
beast that all men yearned to be, especially with a virgin.
CRACK!
ÒYEEEEOWWWW!Ó Kelli howled.
CRACK! CRACK!
MarkÕs whip now fell in abundance, a plethora of strokes, to match
the faceful of pee he had generously pissed all over KelliÕs head. The girl
screamed. She cried. And yet, at the same time, no matter how hard Mark
hit her, there was still a sense of writhing wantonness in her movements,
as of one doing a dance, and loving, despite the pain, the movements of the
dance.
At last Mark cast down the whip. With lusty eyes he gazed at Kelli.
Her ass was red. It was, in fact, beautifully red, like a rising sun, a new
rose, blushing at its first summer morning. Mark strode forward and bent
over the girl. He reached down to the floor and picked up the jar of
vaseline that Lady Winston had left lying there. He dipped his fingers into
it and rubbed his cock. He felt a delicious thrill course through him as he
massaged his hard, erect pole.
ÒWait! Wait!Ó Lady Winston called to him. ÒShe must have John
also.Ó
Mark looked at the rubbery sphere underneath him. The cheeks
tensed frantically. The skin was as red as he wished to see it.
ÒShe has had enough,Ó Mark said. ÒNow I will fuck her.
ÒNot yet! She must have the little dildo first!Ó Lady Winston
protested.
But Mark was like a stallion, come to the rutting room. He had his
frisky mare, his red-bottomed little colt, and he was not going to
surrender her to anyone. He finished greasing his dick. Lady Winston
pulled on his arm but he ignored her. He pressed his long cock to KelliÕs
ass. He pushed against her rosette. She screamed. He ignored her scream
just as he was ignoring Lady WinstonÕs tugging fingers. He shoved. Kelli
bucked and her cheeks tensed in resistance. He arched his hips forward,
and drove his cock with intense pressure against the girlÕs nether hole.
Kelli screamed, a virgin on the brink of violation.
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ÒOpen!Ó Mark ordered the girl. He seized her cheeks with his hands.
He yanked on them, drawing them even farther apart, stretching the young
skin to the breaking point. He plunged. Her rubbery rim stretched,
received. His cockhead throbbed, and he felt himself trapped by her.
He was in! Mark looked at himself. The tip of his cock was
ensconced inside Kelli. As for the rest of his member, it stretched back
away from her, like a thick tuning fork plunged just a little into hard clay.
Mark thrust, Kelli howled. His cock sank a little deeper, in up to the
flange. He pushed again. The flange, somehow, slipped inside.
ÒWow. My dickhead managed to get inside her,Ó Mark marvelled
aloud.
ÒYou are doing well,Ó Lady Winston, no longer tugging on MarkÕs arm,
remarked. Behind Mark John picked up the whip and swung it in the air. It
struck MarkÕs behind, lightly.
ÒOw!Ó Mark said. He looked back over his shoulder.
ÒI was supposed to whip her next,Ó John groused.
ÒWell, too bad,Ó Mark said. ÒI brought her.Ó
ÒYes, but IÕm not happy,Ó John said. ÒWe had a deal.Ó Again he swung
the whip, again itÕs leather struck against MarkÕs bare ass.
ÒHey! Quit doing that!Ó Mark insisted.
ÒAh, one man whipping another. What a beautiful sight,Ó Lady
Winston said.
ÒI should whip your ass like that kid in Singapore,Ó John taunted
Mark. He swung the whip again and once more it slapped against MarkÕs
bottom.
ÒSave me!Ó Kelli cried. She looked back over her shoulder, and Mark
could see she was speaking to John.
ÒYou are not going to be saved. You are going to be fucked!Ó Mark told
the girl. His voice was gruff. He pushed again, and his penis urged in
another inch.
ÒYeeeek! Stop! I wanna--Ó KelliÕs voice broke off in a sob.
ÒYou wanna what?Ó Mark asked.
ÒShe wants to be a virgin forever, donÕt you, darling?Ó Lady Winston
asked the girl. Kelli nodded. She tried to speak again but she was too
shocked by the entry of the penis into her behind, which now poked her
even more deeply.
ÒYes!Ó Mark grunted.
ÒNo!Ó John said, and struck Mark again, letting the whip slash him
down along the underside of his bottom, dangerously close to his balls.
ÒStop that idiot!Ó Mark told Lady Winston. ÒHeÕs--Ó
ÒYes?Ó Lady Winston asked. She reached between MarkÕs legs. They
were strong, hairy, like Pillars of Hercules. His legs were apart and
gently she cupped his testicles. ÒGo ahead, John,Ó she said. ÒWhip MarkÕs
ass if you like. I shall guard his jewels for him.Ó
ÒNo!Ó Mark croaked. The womanÕs fingers squeezed him. She felt
like she had a big, bulging bag of gold in her hand. As for Mark, he felt like
he was being encompassed by the thin, long legs of a spider. ÒNOOOOOO!Ó
Mark suddenly hollared. Without warning, he suddenly began to discharge.
He tried to restrain himself, tightening his pubococcygeus muscle. But it
was hopeless, useless, for his penis head was trapped in Kelli, and she
was urgently squeezing him. At the same time Lady Winston was
clutching his balls, while, simultaneously, he felt a new crack of the whip
scorch its way across his behind.
And so, as Mark suddenly realized, he was trapped. Gloriously
trapped. Trapped by his genitals, with his ass suffering under the blows
of the whip. Was this not the Nirvana he had been seeking? To have his
genitals possessed? Had they not all been seeking this?
Mark spurted. He lost himself in KelliÕs small bottom. He relished
the feel of her tight rubbery sphere enclosing him. At the same time, he
wished he could have held out longer. He looked down at himself. His cock
was half in and half out of the girl. Well, it was mostly out of her, but he
was in her a little, and more importantly, he was giving her the first taste
of sperm up her bottomhole. She would be virgin no more, even if he had
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Mark felt proud. He tensed his muscular chest. With his groin he
continued firing, continued pumping sperm into KelliÕs bottom. He longed
to shaft her as deeply as he could but she was too tight. He would have to
plunge all of himself into her on another occasion. And then, on perhaps
still another night, he would teach her to take him repeatedly. He would
slide in deeply into her and then withdraw, almost to the tip of his penis,
and then burrow in again. But all that would have to wait, for another
evening. Tonight he was giving her the first dousing, the first ejaculation.
Later he would give her the entire pole of his flesh.
ÒAh! Ah! Ah!Ó Kelli cried frantically, as Mark filled her. He felt a
bit like a gas station attendant pumping sperm into a recalcitrant
convertible.
ÒHere, little car,Ó Mark wanted to say to the girl. ÒDonÕt worry.
YouÕre getting the Supreme from this pump.Ó
And so, at last, with many shouts and cries of protest from Kelli,
Mark finished his work. He limpened. He withdrew his vaselined cock
from the girl. Sperm oozed from her bottomhole. She tensed her ass,
lightly, like a person taking back possession of something precious after
having lost it.
ÒYes. You are finished. You will be unbuckled now,Ó Lady Winston
assured the girl. She patted Kelli on the head. Kelli moaned. Her head
hung. Her body shivered. Mark looked at the blush he had imparted to her
bottom with the whip and he felt a sense of pride.
ÒYou are mine,Ó Mark told the girl. At the same time he rubbed his
ass with his hands, hoping he wasnÕt JohnÕs because the man had whipped
him.
ÒLet us proceed to the next female,Ó Lady Winston smiled to the
guests. ÒAmanda? You may go after your niece if you wish.Ó
ÒOh, no!Ó Amanda cried. But Enfume smiled, and took her by the arm.
She could not resist. She was handcuffed. Frantically she looked at Mark.
He looked back at her, and she could see in his eyes that he did not care.
He was thinking about Kelli. He was thinking about his bottom. He was
frowning at John. And Mark was also blushing a little, for his cock,
previously so hard, was now shrinking before everyoneÕs eyes. He barely
noticed Amanda looking at him.
ÒCome,Ó Enfume said to Amanda. He drew her toward the block, as
Valerie, bending over Kelli, began to unbuckle the girl.
ÒOh, no!Ó Amanda cried again.
ÒYou must, dear,Ó Lady Winston said. ÒBe good and take it as well as
your niece has.Ó
Much later, they sat again in the sitting room. The maid served them
drinks and canapes. They were still naked, but exhaustion had stolen over
their limbs. This was especially marked in the case of the men. Formerly
they had displayed proud erections. Now they sat with limp groins, their
cocks only a shadow of their former glory. Some even closed their legs, to
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As for the women, their nipples, previously so stiffly pointed, now
slumbered, tender soft and nascently sexual. Their legs were crossed,
discreetly. Their modesty was once more stealing over them. Several
women blushed at the naked bodies around them. Their sense of propriety
was slowly returning. Soon they would insist on dressing, and leaving.
Kelli sat next to Mark, in a chair of her own. Her bottom had been
oiled and attended to by Valerie, and the blonde woman now leaned over
and said to her,
ÒSee? You can sit.Ó
ÒYes but it hurts,Ó Kelli moaned.
ÒSqueeze your bottom cheeks. Do you not feel a pleasing tingling in
them?Ó Valerie asked the girl. She lifted her wine glass to her own lips
and sipped. At the same time she drew in the cheeks of her own bottom.
ÒOooh! Yes!Ó Kelli remarked, squeezing her bottom.
ÒMmmm! Delightful!Ó Lady Winston, who had been whipped by John,
remarked, tensing the cheeks of her own ass.
Mark drank his wine. He knew of what the women were speaking.
John had given him a taste of the leather on his own behind and now he
could feel an electric thrill in them. It was much less pronounced than
that which the women felt, for he had only been struck a few times. But it
was there, definitely, and it made him feel oddly special.
ÒOoooh! It still hurts though,Ó Kelli announced, squeezing her ass
again.
ÒYes of course, dear,Ó Valerie said. ÒIt is a pleasure mingled with
pain.Ó
ÒAnd my bottomhole stings,Ó Kelli said. ÒAnd itÕs drippy.Ó
ÒYou are full,Ó Valerie said. She smiled and drank her wine.
Kelli looked at Mark. She blushed.
ÒThankyou,Ó she said.
Mark was stunned. He gazed at her sweet, youthful face, at her
bright eyes, at her rosebud lips. Could she be serious? HadnÕt he just
flogged her? HadnÕt he just fucked her? And yet now here she was, quite
violated, brimming with his sperm, and she was thanking him!
Mark had been feeling a twinge of guilt as he sat squeezing his butt,
the guilt creeping back as his pleasure-sotted body recovered. Yet now,
with the deed done, with little Kelli deflowered, she was smiling at him,
and thanking him, even as she winced at the pain in her bottom!
ÒOh, god!Ó Mark groaned.
Lady Winston was lighting a cigarette and she looked at him.
ÒWhatÕs wrong?Ó she asked.
Mark looked over at her.
ÒItÕs like... itÕs like bringing forth a baby, isnÕt it?Ó
Amanda, who was sitting next to Enfume, and retracting her own
bottom cheeks as she sat upon them, while at the same time sipping wine
from a glass held in the black manÕs hand, asked,
ÒA baby?Ó
ÒIÕm not a baby!Ó Kelli insisted.
ÒNo, youÕre not,Ó Mark said. ÒBut in deflowering you I have been, I
think, a little like a surgeon. I have led you into the whipping chamber. I
have put you over the block. I have taken you from innocence to a kind of
newfound maturity. From being a child, to being a sexually active teen.
Tonight, and the other night at ValerieÕs too. So it is sort of like I have
delivered you, physically, in fact, from babyhood to teenager-hood.Ó
ÒMmmm, it is like Agathon said, in the Symposium,Ó Lady Winston
remarked.
ÒWhat?Ó Mark asked.
ÒUseless education,Ó Lady Winston laughed, exhaling. ÒBut I shall
tell you anyway. ÒAgathon says, of the god Love,
ÒHe empties us of estrangement, and fills us with friendliness.Ó
ÒSo you see,Ó Lady Winston says, ÒKelli was estranged from the joys
of being a teen. Yet now she is full, and Mark, who had been full, is
empty.Ó
ÒYes,Ó Mark said, as Kelli, still trying to follow the gist of the
words, scrunched up her nose and looked puzzled. Valerie patted the girl
on the head.
ÒThe seed has been brought forth, and the fruit has been borne,Ó Lady
Winston said. ÒIt is the fruit of desire.Ó
ÒYes,Ó Mark agreed. ÒThe fruit of desire.Ó
ÒIÕm not a baby and IÕm not a fruit neither,Ó Kelli said. ÒIÕm a girl.Ó
ÒYes. And quite a girl you are,Ó Mark said.
THE END
Torch
by Will Dockery
Planting plum trees
Pops was squatting patting the dirt,
from a row of small plum trees.
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like he used to do when he was alive.
Another guy was standing nearby him,
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To the right were trees with what looked like
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For some reason Pops was alive, patting the soil.
-Will Dockery 7-12-96
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