~Subject: REPOST Joan's New Life #9 nc..............................
~From: rgfish@rpaladin.win.net (Richard G Fischer)
~Date: Mon, 04 Dec 1995 10:18:42 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 consensual sex, violence, S&M ... 
ETC then go on to the next posting.


              You have been warned!!!
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                      Auntie Dearest # 9
                        by Paladin

The american hairlesses were forced back into their cages by the 
girls while Dr. Chew and O'Mally went to retrieve the envelope in 
the main office. O'Mally took both the bag and the envelope away 
with him, much to the dismay of Dr. Chew.

Hillary's ass hurt more now than it had ever done with the small 
yellow puds. <That cop was hung like a horse!> She thought. 
<Still he did stay right at it like... OH shit here I go 
thinking with my ass hole no less. He can not hold a candle to 
the knot but still those slapping balls on her clit and neither 
lips. Oh what a feeling!!>

She looked out through the screen of the cage and her gaze fell 
on her lover. It was all stiff and dry from it's hours of rest. 
Her belly growled and her cunt tightened. It was to be here soon. 
She knew... well she hoped. She fingered her tag and twisted it 
to quell some of the hunger in her. Her hands did not need to be 
restrained as she gradually became accustomed to her role in life.

Dr. Chew burst into the confined space. He was really put out. 
He hollered at the girls and gave much trouble. His customers for 
the sucking mouths were not to be found for a while. The crowd 
was scared off by the blue suit of authority. The money was lost... 
what more could go wrong in his small yellow world??

<Licenses... fees.... Just like in old country. These blue suited 
white devils were bleeding him dry.> He thought. <Sure the movie 
would pay for his overhead and the boarding fee...but the gravy 
was..>

"DING DING" the door bell called out the presence of a customer.

You ho! Dr. Chew... is anyone here. I have come with a message 
from Karen. .... Is anyone in this shit hole..." a female voice 
announced from the waiting room area.

Dr. Chew hurried to the outer office and saw a tall black leather 
clad woman with a motorcycle helmet in his waiting room 
advancing on the door to the inner parts of his business.

Her shiny leathers and flaming red hair contrasted violently. 
Her beautiful face was ruined with the scar on her cheek and the 
mean little piercing eyes. She carried herself with an air of 
inner confidence.

As he opened the door to the room she stood there hands on her 
hips and demanded,

"You the head chink... Dr. Chew or some such shit..."

"Yes I Dr. Chew, Proprietor of this fine establishment. Who you 
and what you want?" Dr. Chew informed the female standing in his 
waiting room. <Obviously disrespectfully white devil. I send her 
away and try to get on with business. Play dumb like always. 
Females fooled by this always. Karen's friend?? Dumb bitch. No 
need this now...>

She smiled down at the little white coated putz and kicked him 
where the sun does not shine.

Dr. Chew was soo taken by surprise and hurt that he could not even 
scream. He just sank to his knees and sought to keep down his 
breakfast. He bent over and tried to protect his now flaming 
neither regions.

She grabbed his hair and held him up right by the greasy black 
licks. She squatted down and slapped him for and back hand. Then 
she let him sink to the tile floor. She flipped him over and 
planted her high heel in his ass crack. His trousers tore and 
the spiky point of her shoe found a reluctant home..

The pain in his balls and stinging slap to his face paled by 
comparison. The bitch goddess shinny heel found and 
penetrated deeply into his ass hole.

"AHAHHAHAHAHHHHHHH" Dr. Chew screamed as he tried to 
vocalize his pain and to hell with the stoic chinese shit. His vitals 
screamed for relief.

"I thought we had to come to some sort of understanding chink, 
before we got off on the wrong foot. You understand putz?" the 
goddess asked as she twisted her heel in his rectum.

"Please no more.. I give you what you want.. I give you..." Dr. 
Chew begged from his humiliating position on his waiting room 
floor.

The assistants looked over the counter and saw their boss 
groveling before this tormentor. Their marveled at this amazonian. 
They feared her wrath and stood frozen at her gaze.

"Get over here and sit in the chairs while I communicate with 
this yellow shit." she ordered them.

She waited till the diminutive yellow girls were seated before 
she continued 'communicating' with Dr. Chew.

"I think we can now reached an understanding. We can dispense 
with this for the moment." she said as she viciously removed her 
heel with a twist. "Now show me Karen's mutts, and no funny shit, 
if you want me to let you keep those puny yellow nubbins you are 
holding so tightly."

She dragged the hurting yellow man to his feet by his hair. 
Holding his family jewels he hobbled back to the holding cages, 
and while his assistants cowered in their assigned seats, showed 
her the boarded hairless bitches.

Gasping for breath he offered, "See... they fi... fine. I do 
good. Karen charges fine... I not even fuckie cunt... Karen's 
wishes much difficult but I do. I no des..."

She stuped over a little and gripped his hurting balls over his 
small delicate hand. "Let Brenda hold um for you, fucker. Get 
that hand out of my way before I break it off and shove it up 
your worthless yellow ass." She ordered.

Reluctantly Dr. Chew relinquished his swelling balls to the charge 
of the amazonian. She took them both in one muscular hand and 
demanded,

"What sort of shit you cooking up with the cop?" She added a 
viscous twist and an upward pull that caused the now screaming 
doctor to lose his contiousness. 

He regained contiousness naked tied to one of his examining 
tables. The bitch goddess was there with his two assistance's tied 
to the table legs. His hurting balls and limp dick were displayed 
framed by his small yellow legs for whatever use she desired to 
put them to.

"Don't worry doc. I put out the closed sign and now I'm going to 
conduct choir practice right here. We got all the time it takes. 
I don't hear the right notes... you'll be singing soprano, like 
the wimps use to have these." she said showing him some objects 
dangling off her leather belt.

She had a few sets of small round... MEN'S BALLS!! They were coated 
in plastic forever sealing them as they were the day they had 
come into her possession, from their former owners.

"Please you no understand... cop no friend of mine.." Dr. Chew 
began pleading.

CRASH.

She pulled out a drawer in his cabinet. In the second draw she 
found the tool she wanted.

She raised the scalpel to examine it in the light. She return 
to his crotch. She deliberately dulled the blade on the steel 
table. She reached out and captured his throbbing balls in 
one hand. With the other hand she positioned the dull edge beside 
his family jewels. She slowly stroked the tense ball bag tugging 
out hairs along its path.

"The others I had to do quick. Ernies here I had to do with a 
sharp rock. See how they got flattened." She looked him right in 
the eye, "So far I ain't convinced. One more chance and you get to 
make beautiful music. Here let me prop up your head. Then you can 
watch. With all the equipment I have here Doc I can make a real 
deal out of these trophies. I bet I can even feed you your pud. 
You don't want that? Convince me!"

"No No don't Cop come here for pay off and find me selling blow 
jobs form mutts. He take all money and leave. He be back next week 
and other cops be around for fuckie but no trouble." Dr. Chew 
blurted out as he watched her stroke his ball sack with the now 
dull scalpel. He told her the whole truth and about the movie and 
the dogs and everything.

Confession was good for the soul, and in this case it saved his 
nuts from a position on Brenda's belt. Not to mention his dick.

She thought for a minute and then with the point of the blade 
under his foreskin asked,

"How much that film worth?"

Dr. Chew thought for a moment but the pain as she pricked the 
sensitive skin brought forth, "Fifty thousand maybe."

"Well we can play this two ways. I can circumcise you here and 
now and keep the film and try to sell it or you can pay me not to 
do any cutting, say twenty five thousand, and you keep the film." 
another flick of the blade tip and some more bleeding quickly 
sealed the deal.

She let Dr. Chew get dressed and go home for the night. She took 
charge of the girls. She had the bitches lick out the girls tiny 
cunts to three times each before the girls were released to go 
home.

She had everyones home addresses so if they did not show up 
tomorrow one of her biker friends would visit. No one wanted that 
so all would return on time but the management had changed.

Brenda made herself at home and had the bitches spend time between 
her legs. She corrected the doctors lack of lesbian training. And 
she did it all in one night. Sure the bitches sleep was 
compromised but then no one seemed able to complained.

Brenda's skill with a blade and her fighting abilities 
guarenteeded that she had her way with tougher opponents than 
these poor specimens.

Early the next morning Dr. Chew arrive and warily looked around 
the door to the holding cages. Brenda sat there with both 
bitches servicing her firm naked body. The bitches were working 
with tired tongues but the goddess took no excuses. She looked up 
at the cringing yellow man and demanded,

"Get in here wimp. I want you to do some work you worthless yellow 
shit."

Warily he came in and sought to keep distance from her. He had 
learned that she was quick as a viper with those hands and feet. 
He would do anything she asked in hopes she took what she wanted 
and left him his business. He would pay. He hopped.

"This tattoo shit here. What do you do with it?" she demanded.

"Use to place identifying numbers on animals. Usually inside lips 
or hind inside legs. If get lost can be identified by my book." 
Reluctantly Dr. Chew answered.

"That's what I thought." she said. "I know Karen would be tickled 
pink if we did her bitches for her. Set up the shit and be quick 
about it."

Dr. Chew set up the thing and turned it on. Brenda drew Wendy out 
of her cage and tied her down spread open on the work table. 

"Inside here," she explained. "Write 'Karen's Slut'" She held 
open Wendy's right labia. "Use black ink and make it large as 
possible."

"Could be infected in there. Much need cleaning." Dr. Chew 
explained. "Good though as keep moist. Make ink look darker."

"Don't worry about that. I got the perfect pussy eater to keep it 
clean as a whistle in there." She said, "Do It before I decide to 
castrate you again. Remember I don't have no yellow nuts on my 
belt... YET!!"

After hearing this he went quickly to work. Brenda stuffed 
Wendy's mouth with the doggie toy, then she blew it up to stop her 
cries about the decorating of her formally smooth pink slit. From 
now on she would forever bear Karen's name inside her genitals. 
Her status, as a bitch, was sealed.

Hillary was next and although she tried to get away, Brenda 
handled her like one would a small child. She starred up at the 
ceiling light and felt the tiny needle pricking its designs into 
her pink skinned cunt with the black ink that would be there 
permanently. Now whenever she had relations with anyone or 
sought to leave her mistress she could be identified and brought 
back.. She would become a nun if she ever got out of this. but 
would they take a tattoo cunted bitch??

During the the marking the girl assistants arrived. Brenda put 
them to work licking the recently marked neither lips. The girls 
were reluctant at first but a couple of slaps from Brenda soon 
convinced then to do the nasty deed.

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