~Subject: REPOST Joan's New life #7 nc..........................
~From: rpaladin@ix.netcom.com (Richard Fischer)
~Date: 3 Dec 1995 16:19:04 GMT
~Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

This is another story from my imagination. If you do not
appreciate such, don't take offense. Just go on to the next
posting.

If you are under age or immature forget the following.

If you are offended by non consentual sex, violence, S&M ...
ETC then go on to the next posting.

You have been warned!!!
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Joan's New Life # 7
by Paladin

Joan stood there in the tub dripping wet before Don as he
inspected her every part and remembered how she had always had
her privacy in the bath. She had never let anyone had ever
taken this much interest in her privates or body before. She was
... humili...ashame.... no she was turned on like the slut he
kept calling her... and she reveled in it. She stood there and
tried to reach around to hug him as he fingered her neither hole.

He reared back and told her, again, "Slut you all wet. When will
you ever learn not to fuck up my leathers. You just get over here
and sit down and dry that mop of yours. We will have to dye that
some time.. A tasteful shade of violet or something but no time
now. Dry it and make it ready to travel."

She sat in the chair and dried her wet hair. She felt horny but
his rejection had quieted her somewhat. When her hand went to
her crotch he slapped it.

"Not now Slut. We got places to go." He admonished.

She was mortified. Her body had betrayed her again. When she was
done and reasonably dry from the air she turned to find him with
his hand outstretched.

"I like the effect of this on you. Put it back on." She took the
tangle of black straps in her hands and tried to make some sense
of them. "Come on you lazy bitch get 'dressed'. I told you we got
places to go." he ordered.

She put her legs through the web and pulled it uFrom: rpaladin@ix.netcom.com (Richard Fischer)
~Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
~Subject: REPOST Joan's New life #7 nc..........................

This is another story from my imagination. If you do not
appreciate such, don't take offense. Just go on to the next
posting.

If you are under age or immature forget the following.

If you are offended by non consentual sex, violence, S&M ...
ETC then go on to the next posting.

You have been warned!!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Joan's New Life # 7
by Paladin

She sat in the chair and dried her wet hair. She felt horny but
his rejection had quieted her somewhat. When her hand went to
her crotch he slapped it.

"Not now Slut. We got places to go." He admonished.

She was mortified. Her body had betrayed her again. When she was
done and reasonably dry from the air she turned to find him with
his hand outstretched.

She put her legs through the web and pulled it up to her waste.
It buckled there, compressing her normally flat stomach somewhat.
It covered her waist but it framed her sex. She pulled it further
up and slid her arms through the approiate openings. The straps
framed her tits but again covered nothing. She felt a new strap,
hanging from the waist strap, that slipped into her ass crack.

"Now cinch the neck collar tight. It will keep you looking
straight ahead." he ordered.

She cinched it tight and now she had to choke herself to look at
her own tits.

"Here fit these to the crotch strap and we will have you all
descent and dressed for traveling." he said handing her two fat
dildos.

She looked horrified at them when she realized he wanted her to
plug her own holes for him. <What kind of a slut does he think I
am?? I wont... I mean only a... well...> went through her mind.
she turned to him red faced and he ordered,

"Hurry up bitch. times' a wasting, or do I have to use me whip on
these tits. They are going to be sore soon but you want to make
um doubly so... You just raise a fuss." His hand went down to the
ruler pocket of his leather pants, where he had Mr. whip. She
quickly doubled over, and choking in the process grabbing for
the damn crotch strap.

She fitted the hollow ends of the dildos into now slack strap.
They were both the same size so she knew he wanted her really
plugged up. Gingerly she fitted the dummies into her holes. They
were large and the fit was tight. She fed the strap through her
pussy lips, careful to insure that delicate tissue did not
become trapped and pinched when she buckled it up. She did it,
choking through out the kinky task but when she was finally done
and they were in she straightened up her insides felt terrible.

"What a slutty whore you are, and you a lawyer too. You can see
them things sticking out. Well if that is how you want them." he
said. "Now just like last night put the pretty paws into the the
hand holders and I'll buckle them in. we don't want them to get
you in trouble. Idle hands you know."

She saw no alternative. She let him capture her hands to the
gloves sewed on the waist strap. <She was again a kinky slut
going out with her...lov...no boyfr...no OWNER would be more
approiate.> she decided. <Only this time she was a plugged slut.>

She tried to walk but the filling dummies caused her to waddle as
they seemed to pulsate with each step she tried to take. She was
going to give herself a cum just walking down the stree....<He
can not take me out like this. I'll get arrested. He will have to
use the cape again.> she thought to her self. Her only
comfortable position was bent over and bowl legged.

He looked over his possession. Twisted the tits to insure that
they stuck out and presented themselves to their best. He ran a
hand over the spread neither lips and cause a shiver in her whole
frame. She resisted the urge to rum against him. <She would fuck
up his leathers, as she was still damp.>

"This just ain't right. I can not take you out with these like
this. Here let me fix it." he said as he unbuckled the tight
crotch strap.

She exhaled as the pressure was relieved. He was going to
release her holes. She hopped!!!

He gave a yank that lifter her off the floor by the thin crotch
strap. The dildos were forced into her to their full depth. She
could not even gasp, as her organs scooted around to make room
for the unyielding dummies. He got a new grip and yanked it
upward again insuring that their was no slack. Then he secured
the buckle. As the strap was already in her grove he did not
catch a pussy lip. If he had it would be cut off now. as it was
her love button was pressed against her pubic bone and she
stimulated it just breathing.

"There now we got no hangey down dildos in my whore. She be
stuffed and covered." he explained to Joan.

She could only gasp and try to hobble bowl legged to relieve the
stuffed feeling. In her motion she sought to shift the dongs
dummies to a more comfortable place inside her body. She knew he
would not let her remove them till it pleased him so she had to
waddle and bear it.

He came back with a leash and a silk cape. <She breathed a sigh
of relief. at least she would have some covering.> These he
secured to her collar and said,

"ME Ladies Traveling Unsom is complete. Let's get the show on the
road."

A lifting motion and a yank assured her that she had to
straighten up and follow her Lord and Master. The dummies shifter
through many positions as she completed the maneuver. Then finally
she found herself rapidly stepping with a tip toe gate like a
ballerina dancer to keep up with his pace and the quell the
motion of the things inside her privates somewhat.

Standing at the elevator door she saw Erin, her next door
neighbor emerge from the car. She was coming back from walking
her dog, Brutus. She tried to step side ways into the car
quickly without being recognized but Brutus stopped her. He stuck
his canine nose under the cape and tried to nuzzle the soaked
nylon strap encase part that was her sex. She tried to turn but
she heard,

"I'm sorry, but his nose is soo sensitive and he sticks it....Oh
Joan it's you. I almost didn't recognize you. That is some
outfit. You going to a costume party or something."

"Yea we are going to a decorating party." Don's deep voice caused
Erin to turn her head to the powerful male speaker. "I like your
dog. He is a nice little puppy. We'd like to have you and he over
some time soon but we got this decorating party just now so you
will have to excuse us now."

"Oh yes...yes that would be nice, I'm...Erin...I live in...."
Erin started as the door was closing.

"Number #24...I know. You will be hearing from us ...SOON." don
called through the now closed slit.

"Slut that crotch of yours is dick hardening to man and beast
ain't it? You go for dogs too??" He asked her...

She was too dumbfounded to even answer a question like that? She
starred horrified at him. <What did she think she was... she
never... I mean before last night she had never been with a
woman... and she would nev... well if he demanded she wou.... but
she would not like it!!>

"That be a sight to see... You with the big black dobbie of Erin's
strapped in the saddle. I bet old Erin would be hornier than a
goat if she saw that. You and she lezzies or something?" He
inquired.

"I never... I mean she and I are good frien.. we have had coffee
together but ... we nev..." She stopped as the door to the car
opened and he lead her to her car. He took out he keys and opened
the door for her. He had to force her to sit down as the dongs
inside her would require her to sit funny. He would not let her.
He forced and her innards shifted. then he buckled her in.

"All nice and safe." he said and then looking down he observed,
"I don't know! you're such a slut. Your causing a wet spot on the
seat and you got your head lights on ... high. It seems you are
one over sexed bitch. Well we'll put that to good use. SOON!!!"

She felt the wetting of her seat. Her new car with the cloth
seats. Dirtied up by a slutty pussy... and it was her's. He
started the car after adjusting the seat to his large frame and
drove out into the building traffic. She was lost in her
thoughts. She was here in public. Outfitted like a kinky whore.
Her a member of the Bar. Why did she drip soo much when she
thought of her experiences last night. Here it was a bright sunny
day and she was...

Don reached under the cape and palmed her left tit. He tweaked
the nipple and said,

"This little sucker will spout a whole new look soon. Your own
mother won't even recognize it then. You... you kinky whore.. You
will love it. WON'T YOU BITCH??" he demanded pulling the stiff tit
tip with his pinch grip.

She acquiesced. She nodded vigorously. At the next light he
slapped her and demanded,

"I can not hear a bitch rattle. I told you you will answer me and
answer me politely. Now.... YOU WILL LOVE TO HAVE YOUR TITS
SPROUTING BIG RINGS TODAY WONT YOU BITCH."

The firm grip on her jaw forcing her to look in his eyes was
going to leave dents in her teeth she was sure. She puckered up
further and said,

"Yes Don I want rings in my tits. Anything you say!! I'll do it."

He smiled and on the green light her proceeded to the down town
area.

More to come.............