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From: "Cassi Opeia" <cassiopeia11@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: {ASSM} {Cassiopeia} newstory : David and debbi 1/20 "Debbie Wakes"   Mf d/s bd ped inc
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Date: Fri, 08 Sep 2006 10:10:01 -0400
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First attempt at submitting a story to ASS, hope I did everything right, I 
read all the FAQs.  fingers crossed.
Thanks for all the wonderful work on ASSTR, enjoyed for many years.

Cassiopeia

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WARNING!
This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to 
read this type of literature, or you are under age (Under 18 years old or 21 
in some areas) PLEASE CLOSE THIS FILE NOW! The author does NOT condone or 
encourage abuse of minors. Keep it in your head & off the streets. For 
fantasy only.
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Copyright 2006 Cassiopeia.  All rights reserved. Content may not be copied 
or used in whole or part without written permission from the author.


Debbi wakes

Debbi wakes to darkness, opening her eyes on a silent ceiling and she stares 
up blindly into the night, for a moment disorientated and confused.   She 
turns her head and sees a faint line of light under the door; the landing 
light dimmed to a soft all but imperceptible glow.

A warm sigh of breath on her hair makes her turn the other way, and as she 
tries to roll towards the familiar scent, she finds her shoulders won't 
move.  She tugs at her arm and finds there is some firm binding to her 
wrist, in its turn tethered somewhere beyond sight. A shift of her hips 
tells her that her legs are tethered too, pulled out by something just above 
her knees; it feels like a strap around each thigh.  The young girl lifts 
her head with a soft cry, panicking for a moment in the dark at this 
unfamiliar restraint.

"Hushh pet, its ok.  Master is here."

Debbi relaxes a little in the darkness at the sound of the familiar and 
beloved voice, little more than a whisper but with a new quality that makes 
her tummy flutter.

A soft laugh comes out of the darkness close to her ear, a wicked laugh, a 
possessive laugh, a laugh that says "you are mine now and there isn't a 
thing you can do about it", and she feels her spine turn to water and her 
head drops back onto the coverlet; her breath quickens into a soft whimper.

A warm hand slides over her tummy, down her hip, pausing there.  She senses 
that he has propped himself on one elbow, his lips close to her face, a soft 
appreciative "Mmmm" the only sound as he strokes her skin slowly.  The skin 
of his palm is hard from the yard work and his carpentry, but the touch is 
familiar, even though the movement of his fingers is something she has never 
felt before.  She feels him shift closer, his thigh over hers, close enough 
that she feels the hard stirring of his cock on her other hip, and she 
gasps, turning her head and staring through the darkness seeing his faint 
silhouette as her eyes grow more accustomed to the dimness.

"Hello my girl", he whispers.  Again that commanding tone makes her shiver, 
and his fingers slide between her spread thighs and trace her smooth 
hairless flesh.  His eyes glitter watching her face as he touches her, 
instantly noting her widening eyes.   He sees the parting of her lips as she 
whimpers when he sinks two fingers into her tight wet cunt, stretching it a 
little.  "Yessss".  A soft hiss as she whimpers again and again as he slides 
in and out of her, stretching her further with each stroke as he slowly 
fucks her with his fingers, loving the sounds she makes.

Debbi feels the hard pressure on the soft flesh, and the ache as her cunt 
stretches to take his fingers.  She makes little involuntary cries as his 
fingers push into her body, and she struggles to escape the painful thrust 
that feels rough and harsh.   Her body tenses into a rigid protest, her head 
shaking, her cries disregarded, (and she knows better than to beg for him to 
stop). She feels his breath hot on her neck and shoulders, faster as his 
fingers fuck her tiny immature cunt.

Suddenly he stops, his fingers fully buried in her, she feels his cock hot 
and hard on her hip, his breathing and hers ragged in the dark.  For a long 
moment he doesn't move, while deep inside, her cunt walls clench and ripple 
along the brutal intruders. She moans, thinking he is teasing her, not 
knowing that his own arousal has to be paced; not realising the extent of 
his need and how much effort it takes to confine it at this moment.

For a long time the only movement and sound is of breath, until slowly his 
thumb slides over her smooth mound and presses gently on her clit, resting 
on the tiny hooded bud with a soft pulse, and she jerks in response, her 
cunt walls clenching suddenly around his fingers, and he laughs again, very 
softly against her neck.

"Mine", he whispers, with a soft rumbling throatiness in his voice, rich and 
deep and possessive.

Debbi shivers, and she stretches, trembling as every muscle in her body 
seems to react like a domino cascade in reaction to his voice and the simple 
touch of his thumb.  Her cunt clenches again in another sudden wave of 
response, and in the dark her skin flushes as pleasure floods her. She feels 
her body rushing towards orgasm and her head starts to tip backward.

David pulls his fingers roughly from her with a soft sucking sound clearly 
heard just before her squeal of pain and protest, and he slides over her, 
his knees between her spread thighs and his hand pressed to her mouth to 
quieten her.  He thrusts the wet fingers between her lips and over her 
tongue, supporting his weight on his elbow.  Without a moment's hesitation 
he fits his stiff throbbing cock to her open cleft and with a buck of his 
hips thrusts into her, stretching her tightness further, and groaning as her 
cunt grips him and she grunts, unable to squeal now.  Again he bucks into 
her, deeper, whispering against her neck "Mine, Mine, Mine" with each urgent 
greedy jerk, forcing into her body harder and deeper and much thicker than 
his fingers.

Underneath his thrusting body, Debbi moans, trying to back away from the 
intense forcing presence, panting, the tingling rush of her orgasm fading as 
her pain swamps it.   David's elbow is hard against her shoulder, her arms 
outstretched and fists clenched in the bonds, her thighs pulled wide to the 
sides of the bed.  She is pinned by his body and she stares up at the 
shadowed face above hers, hardly able to breathe as his body jolts against 
her spread hips, forcing her breath out in hard grunting gasps, the taste of 
herself and the tang of his skin filling her mouth.  She feels him slide his 
other hand beneath her bottom and pull her up against his groin, her light 
weight nothing to him, the soft curls of his body hair seeming to scour her 
soft skin with the force of pressure against him.  She feels his cock inch 
deeper with every thrust, her body stretching painfully, whimpering as hot 
tears streak back into her hair as she cries.

Staring down unseeing David's lust has overtaken him, his one desire to bury 
his shaft in that tight hole to the hilt, to feel that amazing pulsing grip 
at the very root of his cock.  He ruts like an animal, his whole being 
focussed on that urge to take her, possess her fully, raping this 
child-woman mercilessly as if she were the spoils of war.  He holds her to 
him, tipping her hips to a better angle and thrusts again, feeling his cock 
hit her womb-mouth, and the tight grip on his shaft slide further, and 
further.  With a final roaring cry his hips shove one more time, the 
strength of his thighs and back forcing him finally all the way inside her 
frail body.. and he shudders, gasping and panting against her chest with hot 
groaning breaths.  He feels his climax race like thunder through his thighs 
and hips and roars again, cumming inside her, his back arching and head 
thrown back, his hands flat to the covers, his knees pressed deep into the 
bed.

Debbi screams as his final thrust impales her totally, as his hand releases 
her mouth.  His rapid shuddering roar frightens and subdues her, and her cry 
is a wail of pain as her body is jerked in her bonds, lifted and held on his 
throbbing, pulsing cock, and she sobs as his climax peaks and slowly passes. 
   She lies back on the bed shaking, softly whimpering as he spits his seed 
deep against her womb, looking up at him as he supports himself over her on 
his hands, panting hard, still shuddering.

David slowly focuses on his pet, his slave, looking at her flushed and 
tearstained face, and his heart seems to swell in his chest. She is so tiny, 
so achingly sweet and innocent, so perfect, so pure.   Slowly he rocks 
against her, his cock still held fast in her tightness, making his pubic 
bone gently nudge against hers, slowly now, he moves over her, her cunt 
slick with his cum, rocking, rocking.

"Mine.   You are mine.   (rocking, rocking)  my slave, my pet, daddy's 
little girl, my property (rock rock)   I can have you any time I want you, 
any way I choose, any place, at my whim. (rocking, rocking, faster)  My 
girl, my slave pet, Mine"

Debbie moans and whimpers, his cock sliding just a little in her cunt, slick 
and slippery with cum, his curly body hair brushing her clit, swollen and 
peeping from its hood, each rocking movement of his hips making her moan and 
breathe faster.

"I will tie you if it pleases me, but (rocking rocking rocking) you will 
give yourself to me at the click of my fingers, because you belong to me, my 
slave (rockin, rocking, rocking, rocking,) and when I tell you."

Debbie is panting now, her breath fast and shallow as his hips pressi to her 
clit, moving on her faster, his words bewitching her, his voice, the deep 
commanding voice, rich and intoxicating... lifting her,  controlling her.

"When I tell you, `cum for your Master',   you will cum for me.. that's it, 
yes babygirl, cummmm."

Debbie groaaaaaans gutturally and low, her body rigid and trembling, she 
stretches up in a perfect bow against the bed, feeling the hot rush of her 
orgasm flooding through her like a fire, gripping her hips and thighs and 
making her cunt try to clench around the huge cock still buried deeply 
inside her. She writhes in her orgasm, teeth clenched tight, her neck 
stretched back, the tendons clearly visible in the half-light of dawn, and 
she moaaaaans and cries out "MAAAAAASTER!!"  shuddering as she falls from 
the height and jerks, again, and again, in a final agonised crying sob.

David gathers her body close to him, as close as the bonds will allow and 
holds her tight to him as she comes down panting, gasping, choking and 
sobbing for breath.

"That's my girl, yes,  my good girl."

David holds her, his own sweat cooling on his skin, wrapping her in his arms 
and smoothing her damp hair back from her brow, kissing her open mouth which 
still tastes of her juices and her tears.

"Mine"

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This is the first chapter of 21 (so far). Thank you for reading.  Comments 
welcomed at cassiopeia11@hotmail.co.uk.  I would need very little 
encouragement to post more.


Copyright 2006 Cassiopeia.  All rights reserved. Content may not be copied 
or used in whole or part without written permission from the author.
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