~Subject: Joan's New Life 11 nc...............
~From: rgfish@rpaladin.win.net (Richard G Fischer)
~Date: Mon, 04 Dec 1995 10:23:17 GMT
~Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

                   Joan's New Life # 11
                        by Paladin

Joan's neck was screaming with pain. She had been 'on her perch' 
for hours. She had heard Dons go from heavy breathing to snoring. 
She never moved from her perch. She longed to remove her mouth 
from the filling rubber dummy, but she was afraid of what he 
might do. Her rings hung down and stretched her pierced charms. 
They were obscured from her field of vision by her heads 
orientation but she felt their stretch of each of her holes. 
She wondered how long it would take till they dragged the flesh 
down to the floor??

She heard a row next door at Don's apartment. She thought of Ted. 
He wasn't such a bad.... guy, for a wimp. <I wish I was there. 
I'd use the hammer on the bastard.>

<Cock sucking wimp. Don is worth ...three of him.> CRASH <I hope 
Tina and Liza really stick it to him. Cocksucker.> she thought.

A muffled scream and a crash and more noise came from the wall 
dividing her place from Don's. Liza and Tina were playing rough 
with little Teddie but Joan stayed on her perch. Ready for Don's 
slightest whim. <She was his whore.> she thought proudly.

<I hope they knock his dick so far down it comes out his ass.> 
she thought during a quiet lull in the proceedings.

Don stopped in mid snore.... The noise had disturbed him. He 
sleepily looked over at the ringed sex... <Yep those small rings 
are really class. Tasteful..> Went through Don's awakening mind.

A crash again came from the wall. Don's consciousness was 
disturbed.

"Damn bitches, bet Liza brought that leather saddle and spires of 
hers. Probably got him staggering around the room like a pack 
animal. Puny little dick weed like that under Liza, be a sight. 
Think I'll get a nut first then go over and get an eye full." Don 
proclaimed to no one in particular.

He rose from the deep cushioned chair. Unzipped his leather pants 
and with dick in hand advanced on the ringed sex that awaited 
his wishes. One shove and he would be in to the balls. The 
resistance would be easily overcome with all the pussy cream 
lubrication Joan generated for just such a penetration.

Joan heard Don get up. She tensed up. She heard the most 
important sound in her life now. 

ZIPPPPPPPPPPPPP

He was going to fuck her. She came at the thought of it. Her hole 
puckered in anticipation.

Joan felt his dick at the entrance to her vagina. She couldn't 
help her self. She came again and again. He was hers! She was his 
bitch. She was complete. 

CRASH...<They have to be breaking Ted's back. Now Ted will be a 
sway back wimp.> she thought with amusement as Don's dick sunk 
into her willing decorated hole..

"Reach back an here and stretch this thing bitch. How am I going 
to get it tight enough with all this creaming you are doing?" Don 
ordered from his place just inside her vagina.

Obediently, like a good bitch, she gripped her ass cheeks and put 
her fingers in four of her new rings and pulled it open for Don. 
The effect was good. A positive hold where before only a slimy 
ever greasy lip had been. It hurt but when he was using her, it 
hurt soo good!!

Sure it hurt but the hurt was for him. He liked the effect as the 
vagina seemed to squeeze his dick. <Obedient bitch. Now for a 
change of pace.> Don thought.

Don popped out of her hole and she shuttered at her loss. <Had she 
done something wrong?? She could only wait and hope for 
reinsertion.> 

The stiff dick hit her stretched shut ass hole with all Don's 
massive weight behind it. He flew inside and plumbed new depths 
in her intestines. Her innards were compressed from the mighty 
pistons rammed from that end..

She sought to scream to relieve some of the tension but nothing 
came out. She was skewered. If anything her flat belly bunged.. If 
he lifter up she knew she would come with him she was frictioned 
fitted to his dick. <She knew she would die happy at this moment. 
Her hole life she worked to be a lawyer, and now today, this 
minute, she found her true calling. Lawyer be damn. She was Don's 
dick ornament with all rings flying. Now and forever.>

"KNOCK KNOCK........KNOCK KNOCK....JOAN...ARE YOU AT HOME..." 

An insistent knocking and a voice came through the haze. She did 
not care. <Fuck off whoever you are!> she wanted to say but her 
oral cavity was plugged. She wanted this fucking to go on 
forever.

CRASH came from the other side of the wall.

"JOAN IT'S ME ERIN....PLEASE OPEN UP..." came from the other side 
of the front door. Brutus could be heard moaning and scratching 
to come in. <Did he sense or smell something??> she cringed.

Don reluctantly pulled out of his freshly clamed hole and strode 
over to the door, dick swaying with each step. He threw it open 
not even bothering to stuff his now flaccid sticky dick in his 
pants. "Yea what the fuck do you want?" he demanded dripping on 
the carpet.

Erin cringed back at the sight of him and his dick at Joan's door. 
Brutus was curious. <What was this?? It is like mine but HAY THIS 
ONE HAS THAT WONDERFUL SMELL!!> 

Brutus sought to get a taste of the wondrously smelling stuff 
with his long tongue. <Whenever he tried that with his owner, 
Erin, she pushed him away. Then too she kept hers in that hairy 
deep damp place but here here was a male place.> Brutus dragged 
Erin in the half opened door and nuzzled the wonderful smelling 
dick. Then he tasted the marvelous stuff with his long tongue. He 
liked it.> His tail wagged and wagged.

"I'm sorry to dist... Brutus no...I mean ... no..." Erin sought 
to pull the dog away from Don dick but she could not bring 
herself to look directly at it. Quick little embarrassment glances 
were all she could manage. As it was she was a bright shade of red.

Don smiled at her and petted Brutus's coal black head. He did not 
seem to mind the licking, or the fact that his was sex organ was 
dangling in plain sight. What was Erin to do.

"OH I ... I'm sorry to intrude.... on you but..." Erin started. 
<After all she was a woman of the 90's. She could converse with a 
partially naked man. She could handle herself.> She thought.

CRASH.....

"Why'nt you come in. Noisy bitches in there going to wake the 
dead." Don smiled. He reached out took her arm and lead the 
embarrassed woman inside Joan's apartment.

<My mother would die...> Erin thought. <But Brutus seems to like 
him and he does seem like a nice man. Soo handsome. If he and 
Joan break up.... NA I...>

The door shut and Erin heard the lock being closed. She started 
to become concerned. She surveyed the formally familiar room. The 
coach was moved back to the wall. The comfortable over stuffed 
chair was opposite the repositioned coffee table. and on ....

<OH MY GOD... What is that...A WOMAN??? WELL IT MUST BE A DUMMY 
NO WOMAN WOULD....I MEAN I NEVER...OH GOD I HAVE TO GET OUT OF 
HERE.> Erin's mind screamed. She shrank back against the wall 
with her right arm straight out because of Brutus's pulling at 
the other end of his choke collar.

She sought, with her left hand, to find the door handle and 
quietly let herself out. Her fumbling drew Don's attention and he 
easily remarked,

"What is with you bitch? You take me away from fucking my bitch 
and I let your dog lick me and you want to go without a pleasant 
word. Don't you have any manners?"

"NO.. NO.. I..I...I ..... I wanted Joan. Since she isn't here. 
I'll just,   Come along Brutus." Erin tried to make her way out 
of the locked door. Her fumbling became more and more frantic.

"What do you mean, Joan ain't here. That is her over there. Don't 
you recognize Oh yea it must be the new rings. Don't they look 
like...Simple and tasteful..." Don said beaming like a new papa 
with his handy work. He strode over to Joan's ringed, displayed, 
sex and demonstrated the new additions. "See how these nice 
little suckers are useful in opening the meat. You should 
consider some. Let me see your pussy and I will help you make 
recommendations. I even got a friend in the business. If I say so 
myself he is good. Why if you got a nice enough one I bet I can 
get old Walt to even give you a discount. Let me see the meat."

Now she was panicking. Brutus followed Don and her arm followed 
Brutus. Erin was trying to twist this way and that. She had to 
get out of here. <This was Joan's .... I did not know, would not 
have guessed she was soo kinky... I never saw. I mean I never. 
They look like ivory with blood red lines...> Erin thought on 
one level as her attention was gradually drawn to the displayed 
female genitalia. She had never seen anything like this before. 
She had never in her wildest dream imagined anyth..... She 
still had to get out of.... she had...

Joan was horrified. <Her neighbor....Her friend. What did she think 
of.. when she saw... What was that cold damp thing. Is that a 
snake...> Joan sought to rise up but Don's firm left hand on her 
head and the dildo trapped her where she was. Shuttering was all 
she could manage and soon that turned to pleasure rather than 
fear when Don said,

"See Brutus likes it. Look at him go for that cream." Then his 
right hand went to Erins left shoulder and pushing her down to 
her knees. "come on big fella, let her have a look too. She might 
want some too." Don explained to Brutus as he playfully pushed 
the canine out of the way.

Erin found her self on her knees mesmerized by the sight of the 
female display before her. She too was creaming at the sight of 
the displayed sex. She should get up... She should run. <I wonder 
what it feels like to have these.> She thought as her hand rose 
by itself to touch...to touch the captivating ringed pussy lips. 
<O  O  O  O> she thought as she found the rings were slimy from 
the cum and Brutus drool. Erin had never seen and smelled any 
pussy from this close. The rings...

Don moved his hand to the back of her head and forced her closer 
to the cunt. The smell...the feel.... <OH God..> she thought.

"Come on bitch. Take a little taste. You know you want it. If you 
don't Brutus will get it all. Come on we know you want it." 

<What I don't ...og god the smell it is soo.... I mean...I ... 
when Quenton and I.... No I must n....> Erins fore brain said but 
the ancient smell brain took over. Her tongue unfurled and she 
tasted another woman's pussy cream mixed with sperm for the first 
time. <I shouldn't I wo....Oh god I did it. I must'nt>

"GRRRRR........" came from the canine as he stuck his snout 
between his mistress and the odoriferous hole that was his goal. 

Brutus thought <He said one taste now let a male get in 
there...pussy.>

"Would you look at that!!!" came Tina's voice. "He has got 
another one eating out of his pussy... and I thought you told me 
you didn't like to share with lezzies."

"YEA what this bitch got entitle her to lick your new pussy,
when all we got is this tired old wimp." Liza's voice came 
through the din. Joan was a happy slave. She only had to stay on 
her perch. She was the center of attention. Erin on the other 
hand was confronted with a two new women and an other nude man 
staggering half dead in chains appeared and had witnessed her 
shame. With her first taste of pussy cream on her lips she 
panicked.

It was too much she swooned.

more to come................