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I am testing a new server, and need to check news reader capabilities. If
all goes well, I'll be (re)posting the Twighlight Zone series as it stands
now; the original 5 chapters/stories, and two new ones. Comments are very
welcome.
As always, these stories are meant for mature readers only, and then only
the type that like these kinds of stories.
Seurat's Twighlight Zone, Chapter 0 (an introduction to what you may find
in the stories that follow)
The Wedding Present, by Seurat
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"Hello?"
"Hey, Tony, how's it hanging, buddy?"
"Who is this?"
"It's me, Bill. You remember, the one that stole away your
darling Eileen?"
"And married her, too, as I recall."
"That's me, man. I just got back from the honeymoon, and I
wanted to thank you."
"For what? Being stupid enough to let you frame me so I'd
lose my job and you could steal Eileen away from me?"
"Hey! If she'd really wanted you, she could have stayed. I
guess she wanted handsome and rich. But I'm off the subject. I
wanted to thank you for the funky gift. Where did you get it?"
"At the shop where I work now, The Twighlight Zone.
Why?"
"You're working in a fucking lingerie store? Man, that's
harsh. Anyway, I thought you should know that Eileen really loved
the video camera and those panties you got her. Opened it up one
week after we got married, like your card said, and I thought she
was gonna wet the ones she had on. Man, once she got them on, I
don't think she took them off until Sunday. She popped the snaps
on the crotch and fucked me till I was sore. It was like she was
possessed! Always wanted to be on top, too. I guess it was them
being black leather and all, but she was like a different woman.
Got the whole thing on tape."
"Bill, I think you know how I feel about Eileen, and about you.
Is there something you wanted, other then to rub my face in shit
again?"
"I was just wondering what was in the other six boxes. I
mean, your note was rather cryptic. Open one each Saturday
morning, in order. What's in the other boxes?"
"Why don't you open them and find out?"
"I can't. After the first, she hid the rest. She said Saturday
was a day made special by you, and if you said one and only one
every Saturday, that was it."
"Has she taken off the panties?"
"Yeah. But when she comes home from work each day, the
first thing she does is change into them and fuck me good. It's
wearing me out."
"She'll do that."
"What'd you say? Never mind. I was just calling to thank
you, and find out where you got them. I know somebody that would
like a present like that."
"At the Twighlight Zone. It was a special package deal, called
'The Seven Saturdays of' something or other. I can find out if you
really want."
"Thanks buddy. No hard feelings, right?"
"Yeah, right."
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"Hello?"
"Tony? It's me, Bill. You are a fucking pervert, aren't you!?"
"What do you mean, Bill?"
"This week's present. I woke up yesterday to find her in that
leather corset with those gloves on; both hands wrapped around my
dick and pumping away, but I couldn't come! She'd put me in some
metal thing..."
"...A cockring harness..."
"...Yeah, that's it, a cockring do-dad, and told me I was in for
the orgasm of my life. I wanted to fuck her right there, but she
wanted no part even though I could see she was wet, what with the
crotch open on those leather panties and everything. Positively
dripping! All day long she pranced around the house in her little
leather get-up, stroking me and fondling me, and sometimes even
fucking me! When she let me loose that night it only took a few
strokes of her hand and BAM! I came so hard I passed out!"
"Bill, what is it that you want?"
"Was she always like this?"
"Goodbye, Bill."
=========================================
"Hello?"
"Oh-my-God, Tony! I can see why you were so hard about
Eileen. I thought I could take what was ever in those boxes, but
man-o-man, Yesterday's topped them all."
"Bill, I really don't want to hear this."
"I mean, every day last week she would come home, get into
her outfit, strap that harness on me, then tease me until midnight,
when she'd jerk me off. No penetration during her period, she said,
but she wanted me ready for when it was over. I was jerking off all
day just thinking about what she'd be doing to me at night."
"Goodbye Bill."
"Wait! I got to tell you the best part. Saturday morning she
opened the next box, the one with the garter belt, stockings, and
those boots, along with the make-up, and she went wild. When she
put it all on, all the gifts, she looked like one of those
domanutrixes..."
"Dominatrix"
"Yeah, that. Anyhow, no sooner does she finish with that
pink pearl lipstick then she's sucking my dick! Not just the head,
either, but she's deep throating it! If I wasn't in that cock thingy, I
would have shot right there. Every hour, no matter where we were,
she'd put on the lipstick and start sucking away like a little whore.
When she jerked me off last night, I must have come a gallon if it
was an ounce."
"Bill, I'd really wish you'd stop calling me. You got me fired
so I'd lose my house and my girlfriend, and now you're calling me to
tell me how great sex is with her. You really are an asshole, Bill."
"I just wanted to thank you. If there is ever anything I can do
for you, let me know."
"Leave me alone. Goodbye."
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"What...Hello? Who is this?"
"Tony, you fucking dick, get over here now!"
"Bill? It's...six-thirty in the morning, on a Saturday, no less! I
thought I told you to leave me alone."
"Get me out of this fucking thing!"
"What are you talking about?"
"This belt thing is what I'm talking about."
"Belt thing?"
"Big stainless steel thing, won't let me touch my dick, as if I
could with these handcuffs chained to my neck."
"Those are manacles. Why don't you get Eileen to let you out?
She's the one who locked you in there in the first place."
"Because I woke up with these things on, and she left a note
saying she was spending the day shopping while I cleaned the
house."
"It should be cleaned, you know, and with her working while
you stay at home all day, it's the least you could do."
"Fuck you! Now get over here and get this thing off me."
"No can do."
"Why not?"
"It's got two special codes. One locks the belt around your
waist, the other locks the cod piece. Access codes are set by the
user when it's put on. Only Eileen can take it off."
"Fuck! Why'd she put it on me?"
"Probably to keep you from masturbating all over her clothes
while she was gone. Unless she's wearing them while shopping."
"She only wears them when she wants sex."
"That's just it, Bill. Maybe she got tired of you jerking off all
the time, and being such an asshole. Maybe right now she's all
dressed up like a fuck toy looking for a stud to fuck. Is her outfit
there?"
"Wait...NO! I can't believe this. Married a month and my
wife is out fucking some other guy."
"You never know Bill. Maybe she's just teasing you. Eileen
loves to tease. If I were you, I'd be kissing her feet when she came
home to let her know how much she means to me. The last thing I'd
do is be angry, so you'd better calm down. If she walks out, you'll
be stuck like that for who knows how long."
"Maybe...maybe your right. I'll show her how devoted I can
really be."
"Don't forget to clean the house."
"Wait a minute. You were the one that bought this. You..."
"That's right. I bought it, but it was Eileen's decision to use it.
You told me before she was jerking you off. Did she jerk you off last
week?"
"Yeah, every night. She'd tease me all night, then jerk me off
at the stroke of midnight."
"You know, the more often you come, the smaller the amount.
She could probably tell you'd been jerking off from the small
amounts she was getting. I can't believe you. Married to a woman
like that, and you can't stop jerking off. Wasn't she good enough?
If I were you, I'd get cleaning, and hope she's not pissed off when
she gets home. You have your work cut out for you with that big
mansion and everything."
"Yeah, I guess your right."
"Bye Bill."
"Bye Tony."
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"Hello?"
"Hi Bill, this is Tony. How's it going?"
"I can't talk right now. I gotta go."
"What's the big rush? I just wanted to find out how everything
went last week, and what you thought of this week's present."
"I think it sucks."
"What? That's a eight hundred dollar latex french maid outfit.
Even came with a wig. I'm getting hard just thinking of Eileen
dressed in it. What's wrong with it?"
"I'll tell you what's wrong. Eileen got back from shopping last
week, and I did what you said, kissing her feet and everything, and
she unlocked the codpiece part and put on the cockring harness to
keep me hard. I though we were going to make love, but before
she'd do that she wanted to check the house. She wasn't happy with
my cleaning, and said I wasn't going to be set free until it was spic
and span. Every day when she gets home from work she changes
into her outfit, does her make-up, straps me into my harness under
the chastity belt, then checks the house. She always finds some
place that I missed! The she says it means no sex again that night,
and she goes out. She says it just with some friends, but I think
she's fucking some other guy, 'cause now she doesn't even want to
touch me, except to voice her disapproval and let me out of the
harness. I've been stuck with an erection I can't touch."
"Didn't she like the french maid's outfit?"
"Oh yeah, she liked it all right. Said maybe looking like a
maid would get me thinking like a maid. I'm to call her Mistress
Eileen, and act the part of a maid."
"You mean, you're wearing that outfit? It wasn't exactly made
for a guy, you know."
"I know. She got some breast forms yesterday to fill it out,
along with stockings and high heels. I even have to wear make-up."
"You're saying that you..."
"Are dressed like a latex french maid whore?"
"Yeah...Well, anyway, what about the sex?"
"Nothing to talk about."
"C'mon, Bill, you used to love telling me about sex with
Eileen."
"I mean there hasn't been any, for two weeks. At all. Least
not for me. She says If I'm good, she'll surprise me on Saturday.
Only if I'm good. My balls feel like they're going to explode."
"Why don't you just leave?"
"First of all, she locked me into this outfit. Bet you forgot
about those locks, didn't you?"
"Oops. Sorry."
"Second, I can't find any of my old clothes. They're all gone.
Thirdly, we had a pre-nuptial agreement."
"So?"
"It said if either found justifiable reason for divorce, the guilty
party would forfeit all rights to the others possessions and half of
their own. I wanted to make sure that if she left, I got half of her
inheritance."
"You saying she'll take you for half the Bonzer family fortune?
How? She's the sex freak."
"That fucking video camera of hers. She's taped a lot of the
stuff we did. When you play it back, it looks like it was my idea.
She'll claim sexual deviancy and rape."
"Too bad."
"Look, I gotta go. I'm not allowed personal phone calls."
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"Bonzer residence."
"Bill? Is that you?"
"Master Tony? Would you like to speak with Mistress
Eileen?"
"Bill, what happened to you?"
"I'm not permitted to speak to you, Master Tony. If Mistress
Eileen found out, I would be severely punished."
"Punished? How? What are you talking about?"
"Please Master Tony, don't call me anymore. Mistress Eileen
will whip me if she finds out."
"She opened gift number six, eh? Those were only for play
acting. Has she enjoyed the dildos?"
"Yes...very much."
"What's wrong? Is she using them instead of having sex with
you?"
"Sometimes. She's started having sex with me again, but..."
"'But' what?
"Mistress Eileen has informed me that what once was my dick
is now her toy, to be used at her discretion. The only time I am to
come is...the only time..."
"Bill, don't cry. Spit it out."
"The only time a worthless slut maid like me is to come is
when I am properly filled with a man's dick."
"What!?"
"Master Tony...She...she straps the dildo on...and..."
"Fucks you in the ass?"
"Until I come. And then she makes me clean up my own mess,
like a good maid. With my tongue."
"Why? I mean, why does she fuck you with the dildo?"
"Because she told me she doesn't think I'm properly trained yet
for the real thing, Master Tony."
"Wow. And what's with the 'Master Tony' thing?"
"If I am to be a good servant, I am to learn how to address my
superiors. Currently, everybody is my superior."
"This is really weird, Bill. I can't believe your doing all this."
"It's strange, Master Tony, but I'm getting used to it. Mistress
Eileen has been staying home more lately, to see to my training. If
I'm bad, she whips me; but when I'm good, she lets me come. It's
really added a little structure to my life, in a way."
"What about your old life? Have you traded the playboy
lifestyle in for one as a latex maid?"
"That life seems so long ago. I gotta go, Master Tony. She's
calling for her tea."
========================================
"Bill, don't say too much. I know she is probably around you
somewhere. I was wondering if she opened the last box this
morning."
"Yes, Master Tony."
"I'm really sorry, Bill. I meant those collars to be a joke. I
would guess you're wearing a studded black leather collar that says,
'slave', right?"
"Yes, Master Tony."
"Bill, has she done anything else to you?"
"No, Master Tony."
"Is she there now, Bill."
"No, Master Tony."
"Then tell me what's going on."
"Mistress Eileen has shown me the error of my previous ways,
Master Tony. I'm not the man you knew before."
"And you accept it?"
"Yes, Master Tony. It is the way it should be. Master Tony?
I would like to apologize for what I did to you before."
"All is forgiven, Bill."
"Please, Master Tony, refer to me as slut."
"Why?"
"Mistress Eileen says I don't deserve a name yet, and I should be
called
slut because of my desire for sex. I haven't earned a name.
"It's a little strange, but I'll do it. Slut. Did Eileen..."
"Mistress Eileen."
"Okay, Mistress Eileen. Did Mistress Eileen put her collar
on?"
"Yes, Master Tony."
"Did you see what it said?"
"No, Master Tony.
"Hmm. Is your master bedroom clean, slut?"
"Oh yes, Master Tony. I clean it every day."
"Good. I'll be over soon to move my stuff in, and I want it
perfect."
"Master Tony?"
"You see, slut, your 'Mistress Eileen' is actually my slave
Eileen. It said so on her collar. Now you are my slave also. I've
been watching those videos, and I have decided that tonight we'll see
how that cock-sucking lipstick looks on you before I check her progress
on your ass. Goodbye, slut."
**end
So, what did you think? Curious minds want to know!
-Seurat
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