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The Ranch
By Raun Dalke
Copyright 2000
All Rights Reserved
Chapter 1 - Lost Wages
I was in Vegas for the big electronics convention, it was July
2008 and I felt like an egg on the sidewalk. An egg with legs, I
kept thinking as I plodded along, entranced by the glittering
facade that was like, all there was, you know?
I'd already got drunk, gambled too much and ate really big and
unreasonably cheap buffet breakfast lunch and dinner several
times.
Now jaded, (and nauseous) I was wandering around on sidewalks and
thinking that I might have to actually go to the convention, just
for something to do. My eggs were all scrambled and I couldn't
stop thinking that there was some really great and fun shit to do
here, if my brain could just tell my legs and my wallet what they
were.
"Hey, brain" I thought, "a little help here..."
Standing in the open was like a senseless blast furnace, and my
drunken brain was considering melting and leaking out my ears. I
was in front of an enormous building that was a dead ringer for
the Taj Mahal (except with flashing lights and a 40 foot neon
Dream-of-Jeannie dancing over the crowds' heads. Looking straight
up in fascination suddenly made me dizzy and I decided to ralph
in the bushes instead of the brain-leaking thing.
After speaking with Ralph (I did all the talking) I felt much
better. In less than a minute I realized that I was on my hands
and knees in the bushes and leaning against a metal box. As
things steadied slightly I bravely got to my feet still holding
on to the box. Looking into the box I saw the lurid
advertisements that you see everywhere in Sin City.
Brain paused thoughtfully at this point, and then shouted in an
authoritarian manner, "Hey Dick, I know something to do that's
fun..." Dick agreed, and let Brain get a flyer from the stack and
start to read.
'Saturn Ranch: State Approved Brothel' was the flashy title on
the front page and there were 3 girls in lingerie posing around
the letters in a way that Dick seemed to approve of. I wondered
idly if the real thing was as appealing as the ad suggested, but
mused that prostitution is legal in this state after all, and
since the cure of AIDS and most other social diseases, hookers
have been enjoying a whole new popularity.
Turning to the inside pages revealed more hot babe-type women
(not the same ones as on the front) and really sounded too good
to be true, especially with my cooked equipment.
-Clean and Courteous-
-State Approved and Medically Regulated-
We Offer
The sexiest dates
Doing...
You!
Round the World
Half and Half
Plain or Fancy
Hetero or Other
Trades and Trances a specialty
I still had a couple of grand left for this vacation, and I was
pretty sure that I knew what most of this stuff was. I walked
purposefully (if a little erratically) back to my hotel and
cleaned up. After a shower and no buffet, I was beginning to feel
like some species of human. I called for a cab.
10 minutes later I plopped down into the funky old yellow cab and
the driver asked, "Where to man?" with an Orange county accent if
I know my California wastoid dialects.
"The... the Saturn Ranch?" I said hesitantly.
"Oh, sure man", he said good-naturedly, "but that's about 40
miles away, you're talking $200 for a round-trip, man."
"OK, that's fine." I said relieved because this was close to what
I had planned. Soon the glitz and fakery had dropped behind us
and the desert abounded. Very dead-looking. I was pretty awake
and sober at this point, anticipating the exotic pastimes
awaiting at the place out there. As the miles rolled away I began
to wonder how things worked.
"Say, man, how much do they charge out there?" I asked the
cabbie, half-afraid of what the answer might be.
"Oh, from a hundred to a thousand, depending on what you want,
and multiply that if you multiply how many hookers you have at
once." he said indifferently, like this was pretty old hat to
him.
"Hey man," he said conspiratorially, "you should do the trade
with Penny, dude, ask for Penny, tell her the works and trade,
man you'll never forget it."
"What's this trances and trades stuff? I saw that in a flyer for
the ranch..." I trailed off.
"Just ask for Penny, she'll take care of you and you won't regret
it dude." he said, a big knowing grin stretching his face.
"Thanks, man, I will", I assured him, thinking that I'd still
check out what was available when I got inside. I absently
noticed a green sign that read 'Pahrump City Limits' and the cab
came to a sudden stop a few moments later while I was still
pondering Pahrump.
"There you go dude, 84.20 on the meter, man." the driver said
good-naturedly as I stared up at a red-neon planet with rings
around it above a small sign that proclaimed 'Saturn Ranch' with
'no solicitors' in smaller lettering below that. I passed the
Orange county cabbie a C-note and said, "Keep the change, man,
and thanks allot." and gracefully staggered out of the cab.
There was a chain link fence around this low one-storied compound
of buildings and a gate directly in front of me. A sign beside
the gate said 'push button' and I stood in a quandary for a while
until I noticed the doorbell-type button directly below the sign.
I pushed it, not really noticing that it did anything.
Then a voice said, "Welcome to the Saturn Ranch" and I heard a
loud buzzing. The gate swung open and I walked unsteadily up to
the front door, to be greeted by an elderly woman, who smiled and
said, "Follow me".
I went into the dark cool place and down a short hall to a sort
of parlor. "Have a seat", said the woman and I sat down on a
fancy French-looking kind of a couch. "I'm Lucy." she said still
smiling.
"I'm Andrew", I returned automatically.
"Would you like a drink while you're waiting?" she asked calmly.
"Oh, sure, I guess uh, how about a screwdriver?" I blurted out,
instantly wondering why I asked for a drink that I never drink.
"I know." Dick thought smugly.
"OK, make yourself comfortable honey", she smiled and moved away.
I started to look at a curtain with some tassels on it and she
was back almost immediately, screwdriver in hand.
She handed it to me, and I slowly started to sip. Before the
third sip, I suddenly went into sensory overload as about 8
beautiful girls, females, women or babes shuffled into the room
and stood before me in a very loose lineup.
No wonder prostitution was making a comeback. Dick was
speechless.
"This is Andy, girls, say hello.", said Lucy from behind me.
Smiling, each girl said her name and seemed to really want to be
the one I picked, by the way she thrust her chest out or slowly
ground her hips in the air or just stood and swayed.
"Denise."
"I'm Bobby."
"Aimee, Hi."
"Cassandra."
"Hi, I'm Holly."
"Penny."
I didn't hear any more after that, because it struck me at the
same time I saw her that the cab driver had recommended her and
trades, whatever that was. Incredible curves, luscious chest and
fiery red hair trailing half way down her back. I made up my mind
instantly, and my dick concurred whole-heartedly.
I looked at Penny and said "Penny..."
At least I think my mouth moved, but anyway she smiled and put
that incredible body in motion, taking my hand and leading me
down a dark hallway and finally into a room. As I walked behind
her I was mesmerized by the movements of those incredible hips
and tits in that revealing purple teddy, and the way her fiery
hair was blown backwards by the air of her passage. She closed
the door behind us and turned around, still holding the doorknob
against her ass and smiling eagerly.
"Well, Andy, what's your pleasure today?" she said.
Chapter 2 - Just Business
I was dumbfounded at first. She waited for an answer for a few
moments, then turned around and started caressing her luscious
tits and rubbing her hands over her body. I instantly felt bad
for being slow and blurted out, "I wouldn't mind doing what
you're doing, for example, and everything else too."
She gave me a curious look and then said, "Everything could be
expensive..."
"Or just half and half, if that's easier..." I trailed off,
afraid that I was starting to sound cheap.
"Do you know what everything is now-a-days, honey?" she said, a
half-smile peaking through copper curls.
"Well, I was wondering about this Trades thing I've heard about",
I said hesitantly. "The cab driver said you were the best", I
added, trying to upgrade my image a little.
At this her face lit up with a beautiful smile and she stepped
towards me, breasts heaving, smiling and looking into my eyes.
She reached down and started to stroke my hard member through my
jeans. "That's right, I am the best on trades, and for you..."
She seemed to be measuring my straining tool with her fingers,
for you everything is $300.
That was much less than I thought it would be, and I quickly
agreed. I counted out the cash, adding an extra hundred and
handed it too her. She took it and left the room, promising to be
right back.
She did come back shortly, closed and locked the door and
strolled sexily to the bed and laid down on her side, looking at
me. "Come here, Andy", she purred enticingly.
I walked over beside the bed whereupon she immediately began
again rubbing my groin through my pants and undulating in a very
distracting way. As she did this she picked up a thin loop of
metal and placed it firmly on her head with her other hand. Then
she stopped fondling me and picked up another metal loop and
handed it to me. "Put this on", she said, helping me to get it
firmly seated like hers was.
She started to rub and massage me again, then unzipped my jeans
and drew out my purple stiffy. "Hi there!" said Dick joyously.
She stroked slowly but purposefully until I thought it was going
to be all over. She kissed the very head of the cock, licked it
and rubbed it against one teddy covered tit.
I moaned and she laughed softly. "Yes, you'll do fine", she
laughed. This", she pointed at a box that looked like a hi-fi
receiver with the legend 'SH-1000', " is a sensorium i/o hub and
it can actually route brain signals from my brain to yours and
from yours to mine."
I moaned again and managed to ask, "You mean I'll feel what you
feel?"
At this point she took my entire dick in her mouth and sucked
it's entire length a few times then, removed it, wiped her mouth
and said "Yeah, kind of like that. You see, that's the trades
part..." She started sucking expertly on my cock again but now
held up what looked like a remote control and showed me her red
painted fingernail hovering over a button that said 'Trade'. I
was in mid-moan when she pressed the button.
Chapter 3- Trades
There was no sound, no motion, no transition whatsoever, but I
was instantly lying on the bed in a purple teddy, red hair draped
across my tits. And there was a big cock in my mouth; at least I
thought it was a cock because those things against my chin seemed
to be balls. I froze, my mouth a surprised (and filled) O. The
man standing with his crotch in my face reached down and plucked
the remote control out of my dainty paralyzed hand, the one that
wasn't on his ass.
At this I managed to move my head backwards and the dick came out
of my mouth with a soft plop, but I noticed my lips and fingers
were still covered with spit, I just kept saying it's only spit.
"What....", I said, even more taken back by the woman's voice
that I was using to say it.
"That's the trade", said the man with a grin.
"But, I'm you...", I said breathlessly, aware of breasts heaving
on my chest.
"I know it seems that way, and that I'm you, but actually the
unit is just sending my sensory and motor impulses to you and
yours to me.
"But I didn't want to be a woman", I said slowly, starting to
notice strange sensations from strange places.
"Think of it this way...", the man smiled smugly, "This man in
front of you just paid this establishment $300 for you to do
everything and both parties agreed. You, with the tits, ass and
cunt, are the hooker and I with this raging hard-on am the
customer. And you may not have lasted very long, but baby, I know
a few tricks and I believe I can fuck the shit out of you for
about 3 hours, let's just see if I can't..."
I reeled back on the bed in horror, and started to reach up to
take off the metal headset. My hands brushed against my tits on
the way to my head, and then quickly got tangled in my long
auburn hair. Before I could get a hold of the metal loop, though,
the man held up the remote control and pushed another button.
I immediately rolled over, grabbed the man's cock and after
flicking it against one tit a few times plunged it into my mouth
and started sucking it in and out as if it contained the cure for
a fatal disease that I had.
The man moaned several times then managed to say, "This is the
trances part, there's other parts of your brain that we can
control too. Now don't try to touch that headset again until I've
gotten my 300 dollars worth or else I'll be fucking you in the
ass. He moaned a few times, as I involuntarily tightened my anal
sphincter and something else. I kept sucking desperately, until
he started to come in great hot dollops, which, to my astonished
dismay, I worked my throat and swallowed several times, getting
all of it but a dribble running down my lower lip and chin.
Dazedly I wiped it off with one finger and popped it into my
mouth. Only then did control of the body return to me. I rolled
over and stared at the man, one dainty hand to my still sticky
lips.
As I started to come out of it I stared at the man then suddenly
smiled myself. "I thought you said you'd last for 3 hours, and
you already came. I guess we've done everything now, huh?"
He laughed, then said "Oh, that was just for openers, baby, now
you have to get me hard again."
I refused, only to be thrown savagely down on the bed, and to
have his cock lay between my heaving tits.
"Put it in your hand, or you'll have it in your ass," he said
quietly, and I noticed the remote still in his hand.
I gingerly reached for the organ pulsing between my breasts and
noticed with some dismay that the button he was holding his
finger over was labeled 'Ass'. I wondered just what other buttons
that thing had on it. I reluctantly touched the cock with one
red-painted fingernail, and then managed to cup one small hand
around it, not moving it at all.
"Listen, I'm not a whore, you... " I started again, and he
purposefully held up the remote and showed me that he was
pressing 'Oral'. The second he did, I instantly popped it in my
mouth and began sucking again. He hit 'Cancel', and I sheepishly
removed it.
"Stroke it.", he said quietly, and I complied, saying nothing.
He reached down and started squeezing one ample tit, causing me
to gasp. I continued to slide my hand up and down his member,
noticing now that it was getting hard again. "This is not good",
I thought, as I also noticed a slight wetness between my legs. I
squeezed my legs together, disconcerting myself more at the way
they encountered nothing, and the legs themselves felt strange
with their alien contours and the loose feeling in the hips.
"I just can't do this... ", I suddenly said and removed my hand.
"All right, then," he said matter-of-factly and pressed a button
on the remote. With a blank look on my face I slowly spread my
legs wide apart, reached down and began fingering myself. Now I
was really wet, but I couldn't stop. After a minute of this he
pushed another button and my hands stopped their dirty work. I
couldn't unspread my legs, however, so I settled for covering my
hot wet crotch with both hands, gritting my teeth as I panted and
glared at the man kneeling over me. He looked down at me for a
few seconds, and then shrugged. He pushed one more button on the
remote and then laid it down.
With a look of dawning horror, my hands tore themselves away from
my crotch and both went to fondle a tit, leaving the pussy
completely unguarded. With a grin the man lowered himself between
my legs and plunged into me, causing me to shriek involuntarily.
It was a totally alien experience, he shoving that huge hardness
slowly into me and then pulling it out until I thought it was
about to pop out, then ramming it back in again.
I was going crazy with the sensations, and giving out little
moans on each thrust, but managed to get out "You fucking bitch,
you can't..."
And the man got up, casually reached for the remote and held it
facing me so that I could clearly see him press the 'Ass' button.
Then he stood up and put the remote in a little drawer, then
turned to face me, crossing his arms.
I started to sit up on the bed and for a moment thought, "Hey, it
didn't work", but then noticed that I kept clenching the muscles
in my ass uncontrollably. I hesitantly stood up and walked over
to the man.
"I don't think it's working", I said as I walked up next to him,
then turned around and started rubbing my ass against his crotch
like Madonna. He just stood there, his arms still crossed,
smiling. I kept bumping and grinding against him, growing more
frantic by the second. "Hey, why don't you...", I started to ask,
not knowing what the question was going to be. He shoved me down
onto the bed.
"Come on, you asshole...", I started to say.
"Ass in the air, shut up!", he commanded. I clamped my mouth shut
and, with my face in a pillow, and knees spread, waved my ass
sexily behind me. I felt a hand land on one crazy curved hip, and
then something was touching me somewhere.
He grasped my other hip with his other hand, then pulled me back
and shoved forward, splitting me in half.
"Owww OOO OWW"," I couldn't help moaning, as I thought, "I'm
boned, boy am I boned."
He pulled me back and forward on his cock over and over. I looked
down to see my tits swinging and jouncing with each slam, and
below that, his balls slapping my crotch. All I could do is
strain towards the ceiling with my ass to help him ream me out.
After a long time, I couldn't help myself. "You fucking cunt..."
I began through gritted teeth.
He shoved my ass away from him and said angrily, "OK you bitch,
watch this little trick!"
He walked over to the night table, opened a drawer and took out a
small sledgehammer. Starting to think he was going to do
something crazy, I watched numbly as he smashed the SH-1000 into
Asian-made rubble. Nothing happened.
He grinned, then walked over to me and grabbed the metal loop off
of my head, then removed his own, throwing them both behind him.
I sat on the bed in shock. He began to caress both of my breasts
and twiddling with the nipples.
"The other girls told me that you could make this permanent, but
you know, I never really believed them..." He said with a grin as
he pushed me back on the bed with a hand between my breasts. His
other hand guided him back into my pussy and he began pumping
once again.
"Who's the bitch now?" as he ground his pubic hair into mine.
"Who's the fucking cunt now?" as his hips pushed my already
spread legs outwards.
"Who's the whore?" he groaned as he rammed into me and I began to
feel a warm pulsing spurt deep in my center, which was in me,
where he was.
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