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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
in
NIGHT VISITOR
Chapter Seven
She was tired. He had her bathed by the girls and then brought to
him. She wanted to sleep but he forced her to stand in front of him, so he
could admire her. He looked at her lovely high bosoms, their pink nipples
just rising, the flatness of her belly and the narrowness of her waist.
Below it her bell-shaped hips flared out. Then they tapered inward, down
to her knees, her thighs rising from her knees to form the delicate apex
where her pussy hair grew.
ÒTurn around,Ó he ordered. The women, dressed in silky negligees,
turned her. She was permitted nothing, save that which was jammed into
the cheeks of her ass. The dildo, splitting her behind, its sparkling tinsel
wiggling back and forth.
ÒI am going to take you into the garden now,Ó he told her. He
watched her tremble. Did she guess the reason for his desire? ÒYes,Ó he
intoned. He watched her well-split bottom quiver. ÒYour ass has lost its
color. It is pale again, and I do not like pale bottoms. I will whip it,
giving it again the red-hued color I find so desirable.Ó
ÒOh! I could lie in the sun--Ó she gasped.
ÒNo,Ó he replied. ÒI do not wish your bottom to be red from the sun.
It must be red from the whip. We will go into the garden now, so that by
the time the sun rises your bottom will be red, able to greet the morning
sun with the same red glow that the sun itself presents.Ó
She gasped again. She was tired no longer. A tense electricity
rushed through her. Abruptly her hands, which had neatly hung at her
sides, reached back and clapped themselves to her ass. Protectively she
cupped herself. Her cheeks tightened on the thing that was jammed in her
guts.
The women led her into the garden. It was a chilly night. She was
aware of the stars overhead, peering down at her, as she walked through
the moist grass to a blanket. It was spread out on the lawn. There was a
pillow upon it. She was made to kneel on the blanket, her ass high in the
air, her face resting on the small pillow. To protect her from the cold the
women draped a second blanket over her back. But it left her bottom bare,
her ass sticking out of the back of the blanket like a part of the body
exposed for an operation. The women wedged a gag between her lips. It
was made of tough leather. She could feel teeth marks on it, from being
held in the mouths of other visitors to the garden. It forced her tongue
back in her mouth, leaving her unable to form any coherent sounds.
To Tabitha, the most mortifying aspect of the whole affair occurred
next. The women did not depart, as she had expected them to, leaving her
alone with Master. Instead a male servant, whom she could only glimpse
in her face down position, brought them chairs. They were white plastic
chairs that gleamed in the starlight. Each one had a pillow on it. The
women lounged in the chairs, and the man, whom Tabitha still could not
see, her frightened face being pressed in the pillow, served them hot tea.
ÒOh, I cannot stand it that they will watch!Ó Tabitha wailed to
herself. There were too many of them. It was not just Mistress, whom
she had been embarrassed in front of before, in the study. It was Jessica,
and Elaine, and wicked Arabella too, plus two new women who had joined
them who she did not know at all. Plus the man, the shadowy naked figure,
his cock erect, who prissily served the women tea. They were all going to
watch her take the strokes. It was bad enough that some of them had seen
her impaled, in the study, but now they were going to witness the
prolonged torture of her body under the lash.
ÒYes,Ó Master said, sensing TabithaÕs thoughts, as the nude servant
passed out blankets to keep the women warm in their chairs. ÒYou will be
whipped all night. We will each have a turn at your ass, seeing what we
can inflict on it. If you wish to pee, do not do it on the blanket. Listen
closely when the women speak to you. Occasionally they will see to your
needs. You...
[AuthorÕs note: a sudden religious conversion has caused me to cease
having any interest in women or porn.
[At least for the next hour or two...]
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