Subject: FANTASIA: Three Little Maids from School (8/25)
Keywords:  [nc,bd,sm etc]
From: an117711@anon.penet.fi

                 THREE LITTLE MAIDS FROM SCHOOL
                          by V.P. Viddler
                             8

    After the photograph on the bulletin board, everybody at school
knew about my relationship with Barbara, and I suddenly got invited
to a lot of parties and stuff. One night I took Barbara to a party
of kids who hadn't participated in any of my original shows with
her. We were the focus of attention right away.

   I got comfortable. All the guys sat around trying to look
normal, but there was a strain in the air.

   "Barbara," I said at last. "You know what all these guys are
waiting for, don't you? They know you're my slave. And that I have
absolute power over you. And that I can make you do any damn thing
I say."

   Barbara didn't look at anybody.

   "So," I said, "all of them are just waiting, hoping to god that
I'll want to show you off. Hoping to god I'm going to make you do
something dirty in front of them. Right, guys?"

   Nobody said anything.

   "Right. Because they'd love to see you degraded, sis. Not to say
naked. And maybe they'll get to fuck you. Well, guys--I don't
know." I was having lots of fun. "I could, of course, make my sexy
sister here do a strip for us. Take off all her clothes. And she'd
do it. Right, sis?"

   Barbara was looking at the floor and her face was red. But she
said, "Yes, Danny." Very softly.

   "Right. Or I could make her suck all our cocks. She's terrific
at cock-sucking. And if I say so, she'll swallow all your scum and
beg for more. Or take it all over her face and lick it off her
lips. Right, sis?"

   And Barb said, shakily, "Yes, Danny."

   "Right. Or fuck everybody in this room. Or crawl naked for us,
or lick the dirt off the floor, or jerk herself off with a poker.
Or anything. Anything at all. Right, sis?"

   And again, without looking up, Barbara said, "Yes, Danny."

   By now the guys were practically coming in their pants. And I
grinned. "But why should I?" I said. "What's in it for me? Why
should I share this fantastic piece of ass with you fuckers? Can
you offer anything that I might want in return?"

   Right away they all started pulling out money.

   "Fuck that," I said. "I want more than that."

   "What the fuck do you want?" a guy said.

   "Your girl," I said, pointing to a lusciously curved sandy
blonde with long, mouth-watering legs sitting in a corner. "That's
what."

   "Are you nuts!"

   "No. Tit for tat," I said.

   "Go to hell."

   "Okay. I think I'll go now." I got up.

   "Wait," the guy said. "You--you really want Cindy? You'll give
us Barbara for her?"

   "Right," I said.

   Cindy got up. "Hey, forget it," she said.

   "Look, Cindy," the guy said. "It's in a good cause, okay?"

   "No!" Cindy shouted. "You must be crazy, Clyde. Stuff it!"

   "Cindy--"

   "No. That's it, that's all, and goodbye, you turd!"

   The guys looked at each other.

   Cindy got scared. She moved to the door.

   "Okay," the first guy said. "Grab her."

   And before Cindy could reach the door, they surrounded her.

   "Wait!" she yelled. "No!"

   But they got hold of her and pulled her down onto the floor. She
put up a terrific fight, but she was only one girl against all of
them. Finally four guys took hold of her wrists and ankles and
spread-eagled her, holding her down as she squirmed and twisted and
thrashed.

   "No!" she shrieked. "God, no! What are you doing? Let me go!
Don't! Oh, god, don't!" But they stretched her out tautly and
pinned her down, though she still fought, her breasts bouncing and
her hips bucking frantically.

   "Strip her," her boyfriend said, and they tore at her clothes.
She squealed like an animal and whipped her head from side to side,
bucking and pulling desperately at the hands pinning her arms and
legs. But they ripped at her clothing, stripping her roughly,
tossing garments away and baring her twisting body until she was
naked.

   "Oh, Jesus, stop!" she screamed. "No! Stop, don't, oh no, oh
please, please don't, oh please, no, don't do this, ohh, ohh..."
Cindy was sobbing now, her struggles diminishing. She lay gasping
and panting and crying, and the sight of that wide open, naked,
twitching body was the most erotic thing I ever saw.

   "Take her," the first guy said.

   "No!" Cindy wailed. "No!" But I had my clothes off by now, and
I was hot as a brand. I got down and lay out on top of her,
glorying in the sight and sound and smell and touch of that
wriggling, flailing body under me, the high round tits squashing
against my chest, and the long soft smooth flesh all along my 
body.

   "Don't," Cindy begged despairingly. "Please don't."

   "Hold her tight," I said, and slid my cock into her writhing
pussy. She howled in my ear and I took hold of her soft yellow hair
and held her head still and mashed my mouth down on hers, kissing
and biting her soft lips as I rammed and thrust and lunged inside
her, and I heard Barbara yelling as they took her. And took her.
And took her...