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The Group House Part One

1. November 10, 2003

Kim opened the door of her bedroom hesitantly, and looked around. She sighed.Arnie was out doing the Leukemia run-a-thon, and Becki Lynn was visting herfolks in Maryland today. How did Kim know this? No one spoke directly to herin a conversational tone. And Denny, thank God, was at a Sci-Fi convention.Kim stepped into the hall, and gathering courage, Kim trotted down the stairs.She bounced her tennis racket against her thigh, and hummed for the first timein days. The front door. Go!

?And where are you sneaking off to, cockroach?? Kim turned at the bottom ofthe stairs and saw Tacy sitting on the living room couch. Kim tried to smile,and Tacy gave her the finger. Kim lowered her eyes. "I-I was just goingout to the mall? I scrubbed all the bathrooms this morning and made a casserolefor our dinner tonight, so I thought going shopping, and then maybe a tennisgame at the Y??

The last part was a question, and Kim cursed silently. Damn it, I don't haveto ask if I can go out. I'm not a sub here. I pay rent like everyone else?Ihave the only M.B.A. in the house?DAMMIT. Kim looked up at Tacy, who was smilinggrimly. ?I don't think so, sperm-hog. Remember at the house meeting in March,we were talking about saving up to pay Jose to scour and repaint the wallsand floors in the rec room?? Kim nodded, her heart sinking. Tacy smiled wider.

?But, under the new circumstances. .why pay when we have you, with all thistime on your hands.? Tacy smiled ?You are a consultant, right?? Kim groundher teeth. Even before, when they were best friends, Tacy had always resentedKim's material success. How Tace hated being a legal secretary.

Kim breathed hard and looked levelly into Tacy's eyes. ?Tacy with the projectmy staff and I have been working on, and all the stuff that's happened herelately.? Kim blushed. ?..Going on here now, I need just a little break um,Ma'am." Kim bit her lip. Damn it! Why'd you call Tacy Ma'am? Talk aboutgiving her ammunition! Submission should be a choice?but it had never beenfor Kim.

All of a sudden Kim felt an intense whack on her ear. Tacy had jumped up andboxed her ear! ?You call me Ms. Goldman now, cunt-face.? Tacy grabbed a handfulof Kim's curls with her right hand. DO-YOU-HEAR-ME?? Every word was punctuatedby another slap to the cheeks and ear with Tacy's left hand, as she maintainedher grasp on Kim's hair. Tears streamed from Kim's eyes, but she felt the all-toofamiliar moistness in her panties. Tacy dragged Kim's scalp down and Kim hither knees. Despite her horniness, Kim began sobbing bitterly.

The women looked up as there was a sound of the front door opening. An obeseman wearing a ketchup fragmented ?Power Rangers? T-shirt had just entered.Dennis peered over his aviator glasses at the scene of Tacy holding Kim onher knees on the floor. ?Well?I was just coming back to get my laser beam forthe convention, but this looks interesting.? Denny smiled, and took off hisbaseball cap, scratching a bloody scab on his brief patch of graying hair.

The scab had been there for over a year, because he just wouldn't leave italone. Kim and Tacy exchanged a look of disgust and then gave their ?Loser? nose-twitch,perfected in the Second Form at Miss Porter's School. For a minute Kim's heartwarmed. Tacy just then had shared a moment of the old friendship with her!But then her hopes dropped as Tacy smiled at Denny, who was industriously polishingthe Red Man Chewing Tobacco stains off his upper dental plate with the sleeveof the T-shirt.

?Denny, I think Kimberly should spend the weekend cleaning and refinishingthe basement?and she wants to play tennis instead!? Tacy shook Kim's mop, andslapped her again. ?What can we do to encourage her to do the right thing?? Dennysmiled grimly, unbuckled his heavy leather belt and doubled it in his fat fist. ? Constance, let me assist. Whore, strip now!? Kim looked up at Tacy imploringly. Don'tyou remember when we used to joke about how his voice still hasn't changedat forty-seven? Tacy gave Kim the second fuck-you finger of the day. ?I thinkMister Fowler?? ?Tace, I like Sir Denny.? Dennis smiled grimly, the grin lookingodd with his front teeth missing.

Tacy nodded ?Sir Denny gave you an order. Strip now, and service him.? Kimgagged, and Tacy gave her another roundhouse slap ?NOW!? Kim burst into a freshtorrent of tears. Wearily, she began undressing, as Denny watched with greedyeyes. My weekend is ruined?again, Kim thought. But her panties were soggy now,and had she been freed, Kim probably wouldn't have gone shopping at all, justrun for her vibrator. The nipples of Kim's heavy breasts were fully hard asshe pulled off her shirt

September 29, 2003 8:00 p.m.

Alex looked at Paul lazily. He leaned back in the passenger side of the BMWtwo seater, and smiled. ?I just want to know, are you going to keep seeingthis woman?? The older man was very upset. Alex had had female slaves before,but he was seeing a lot of this Kim. Still, he looked so dazzling with hisacid-blond hair and those crazy mirrored sunglasses! He's worn them since Imet him, except of course at the Club.

. ?Alexander has dropped out of Swarthmore?drinks Margaritas all day?out everynight with strange leather people? Paul's brokerage partner had told him. ?Youmet Alexander when he was ten, he liked you. Tell him that if he re-enrolls,I'll buy him a Miata.? Paul had wandered into the back room, where a langorousyouth was smoking a joint and watching ?All My Children? while immersed ina large Jacuzzi. ?Alex, your dad wanted me to talk..?The boy turned his head,and, staring at Paul, removed his mirrored sunglasses, and Paul recognizedthe fellow who had horsewhipped him at the Tawse Club the night before. Paulhad wondered what make of Miata the boy wanted.

Eighteen months later, Paul now said ?It's not the infidelity that I mind,Alex..I'm your submissive, and never complained in the three years you've livedin my house about your other slaves, or the men you've had me service??Fora month, Paul had been thrown out of the master bedroom and locked in a backyardkennel, and he'd had to bring breakfast in bed to Alex and their landscaper,LeTupac, before sucking both men off before he'd go to work. ?You see her allthe time! I put in a hot tub, a steam room, you have two Miatas, what do youwant?? Paul's voice had gone up to a whine and Alex yawned, and briefly admiredhimself in the rear view mirror.

Suddenly his hand shot out, grabbing Paul through his right nipple with lightningquickness, twisting it viciously through the Burberry pullover. Between theshades and the gathering twilight, it was amazing that Alex had found Paul'snipple through the sweater, but oh, how Alex was twisting it! The nipple wasalready sore from a morning of ?Mouse Trap therapy.?Alex and a young man whocalled himself Master Wisconsin had cuffed Paul, naked to the branch of anoak in the yard and taken turns knocking 47 mousetraps from Paul's underarms,neck, nipples, stomach, cock balls and ass. The morning had been three daysago, but Paul's nipple still hurt, and now it REALLY hurt.

As he continued to squeeze and twist the agonized nipple, Alex grinned. ?IsLady Pauline going to mind her own business?? Turning and pulling Paul's breast,Alex finally let go, and Paul collapsed on the seat, crying. A moment latercame a muffled ?See who you like, Master. I exist to serve you.? Alex tookoff his sunglasses and rolled his eyes. ?Ah, what a cliché. Paul struggledup, grasping the right side of his chest.

Alex touched his cheek. ?Fear not, Paul. I'll be home before you go to work.I'd rather lie on your deck than be cramped in a shoe box of a rooming hotel?witha twat.? Paul chuckled, at Alex's description of the group house, and thenthey both laughed. For about ten minutes before Alex got out of the car, Paul'shead bobbed up and down on Alex's crotch. ?And to think..in a convertible ina public street?You used to want to meet in Motel 6 on the highway, you wereso scared.?

Becki opened the front door, and gazed at the apparently airheaded surfer-dude,perhaps wondering what her 180 I.Q.housemate, once runner-up to Miss Rose Bowlcould possibly see in him. Alex stepped into the living room, where Kim wastossing a Koosh ball to the perky tube top who'd once dropped her off, Tacy?Yes. And a fellow, who must be Arnie. Tacy spun around "Hey, Alex! DigKim's shoes" Alex squinted at a pair of brilliant yellow clogs. "Shegot them when we were out this morning." said Becki Lynn. "We'rethinking of having her stop traffic on Reno Road ."Tacy snorted, narrowlydodging a pillow that Kim laughingly threw at her. Kim walked up to Alex andhe let her kiss him on the cheek, reluctantly.

"Hey, Alex, Kim" Arnie said "You guys don't want to go see'Kill Bill?' "What about 'Mean Girls?" Kim asked over Alex's shoulder,and Tacy laughed. "No I live with that." Arnie shot back, and Beckigrabbed her jacket and went with him. A fat fellow in a sweatsuit that hadn'tbeen washed in three days walked in at the same time. "Dennis." Kimshouted. "You're late with the rent again...and could you clean the bathroom?" Tacyrolled her eyes."Yeah. Soon." The sweatsuit guy blushed and wentupstairs.

"Can we get the fucker out of this house, you think?"Kim demandedof Tacy. "Well, Denny is the house's longest resident" Tacy apologized. "Dennisis such a creep." Kim was the tough one. Kim then smiled at Alex. "Let'sgo to my room." She slapped Tacy playfully on the butt before they wentupstairs

In Kim's room, Alex locked the door as Kim peered at him, hesitatingly. Shewondered if she looked all right in her snug knit pullover and miniskirt. "Thisis soundproof, this room?" Alex asked her languidly, as he pulled a coiledbuggy whip from inside his shirt. Watching Alex handle the evil leather thingmade Kim's thighs tremble.

Oh, it had only been four days since the incident at the Marriott...Kim'smind reeled as she remembered the whip cracking across her breasts as she screamedfutiley in the gag, Alex backing off over and over again and lashing, lashing...Kimfelt a pain in her chest. Alex was twisting a nipple through the knit top. "Iasked you, darling. Is this room soundproof? You apparently are too cheap torent a room now." Kim dropped her head. "Master, I just don't thinkI can afford it right now. I--" Alex's hand released the nipple and crackedsharply across Kim's jaw.

"Master, please..." Another slap. "Don't call me Master, youidiot. Do I look like an extra in a Charlton Heston film?" Kim grittedher teeth. "Alex, dear. I can't afford to go to the Marriott all the time.We went twice on my expense account and once I paid out of pocket. I don'thave the money. I'm so sorry." Kim looked through bleary eyes at Alex,who was uncoiling the whip. "Why the hell did I come here tonight? NowI'm going to be worried that those vapid little morons downstairs are goingto hear me giving it to you, you'll be screaming." Alex rolled his eyes.

Kim shook her head. "No, Alex. I swear you won't. I've got the gag, Tacy'swatching a video," Alex grabbed Kim by the collar and shook her easily,thoughshe was nearly a head taller. "There's no room to swing this thing. Whenyour brats are out, we use the basement, but if I throw the whip back, I'llknock over that stupid world globe...and you are too cheap or too broke torent a hotel room? Instead, you buy those stupid shoes." Alex was irritable. "Undress." Kimtook off her knit top quickly and undid the miniskirt. Soon she was in braand panties, and Alex had to admit that he was quite aroused at the demureredhead's fabulous body, the breasts pushing the lacy cups out and what a perfectlyflat stomach!

Alex threw the whip on the floor. "Stop undressing. Do you have my woodenpaddle here?" Kim quickly trotted to the closet, still in her clogs. Shecame back with a large paddle and handed it to Alex, who sat down on the bed. "Allright, I guess I can't knock the room apart with this." He smiled at Kim,who felt like her heart was singing.

September 29, 2003 11:30 p.m.

It had been a brutal but satisfying session in Kim's room, and now they weregoing to Club Scourge for a bit of night life..."Oops!"Kim stumbledon the way in the Club. "Oh, excuse me!" "No problem, you cheatingwhore." Alex had coughed, and Kim had looked up surprised, seeing a tallwoman with majestic breasts and platinum blond hair. "Oh, Alex, this isAnne, w ho I was seeing before...

"SLAP! Anne's backhand startled Kim, and tossing her bright blond hair,Anne walked on, before Kim had any recourse Alex laughed. "You've gottalearn not to piss off your Mistress there, girlie!" Alex walked in theClub, and Kim followed, her head spinning. Of course he wouldn't defend her,that wasn't a Master's job, she guessed.

As a tear rolled down her cheek, Kim remembered her last session with Anne,which had not intended to be a session. Kim had just dropped in to tell Annethat she'd met someone, and Anne had suggested they have one last go around. "C'mon,take down your pants!" Anne had been wearing a tight black and white printIndian summer dress that had showed off her magnificent chest, and Kim's kneeshad gone weak.

Well, one last time. Kim had removed her pants and panties, and Anne had motionedher to bend across the wooden construction horse that Anne had kept in herliving room. "Here's my Fortunate Friend" Anne had snickered, holdingher Blue Ice walking cane, called so because of the marbelized blue and whitehandle. "I love this cane, sweetheart, it's made anatomically correctfor my left hand."

Anne had grinned, and then begun lashing Kim's heaving white cheeks WHACK!THWACK! "So you're dumping me for a boy?WHACK WHACK WHACK K im had feltthe strands of fire across her globes, and heard Anne's laugh, "You patheticwhore..you think a man'll be better for you?" WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK "No,ma'am..it just wasn't..."Kim had screeched as Anne's cane had lashed againand again against her defenseless bottom.

"You WHACK WHACK WHACK think a man's WHACK WHACK WHACK cock is betterthan my WHACK WHACK sweet cunt?" Before the evening was over, Anne hadstripped Kim completely, and had covered her with welts, switching from thecane to a straightened coat hanger when she'd gotten bored, and then made Kimlick out Anne's fireplace, until her face had been covered in charcoal, andthen had had her "Minstrel face" suck off the drunken frat boys nextdoor...Anne had not taken the breakup lightly!

Now Kim came in, and caught up with Alex, who demanded she pay the $50.00gate fee for both of them. Kim reluctantly handed over her Mastercard, andthen looked up for another unpleasant reunion...No, not them too! "What'swrong now?" Alex asked, with laughter in his eyes. "Goddam you complaina lot!"

"There they are. North and his new girlfriend."Kim was stunned andAlex squiinted at the pudgy, bitter looking couple standing by the bar at theTawse Club. None of Kim's "vanilla" friends could imagine why theirsexy, regal friend could have married the brutish North, but the scene peoplehad all understood. North was a vicious Master, his whippings hurt for days,and he dramatically had expanded Kim's limits in the years that they'd beenmarried, but he made her wet with his power. It might never have ended if ithadn't been for Angela.

Kim was used to North's infidelities, and had borne it without complaint whenhe'd take some girl into the master bedroom for the night and consign Kimberlyto the hall closet. But when he'd announced to Kim that Angela, who he'd metwhen she'd taken his order at Denny's was moving in the house for good, Kimhad been quite upset, though not as upset, as when she'd learned that Angelawas going to be assisting in Kim's training.

The first incident had arisen on a Tuesday morning, when Kim had brushed byAngela in the hallway, and Angela had hauled off and slapped Kimberly. "Whatthe hell?" Kim asked in astonishment. There was a smirk on Angela's faceas she said "You brushed on by me without sayin' 'Excuse me Miss Pitts.'Kim held her scarlet cheek in one hand as she responded " Are you kidding?Angela, I have an eight a.m. teleconfererence with Madrid . I don't have afour o'clock waitressing shift that I can sleep til--" Suddenly Northhad appeared at the door of the bedroom. "Kimberly! How dare you speakthat way to your mistress."

Kim had ended up being forced to postpone her meeting and strip naked,takinga rather sloppy caning from Angela and kissing her fat feet, before makingbreakfast for the happy couple and kneeling in the corner of the kitchen whilethey ate, her blazing bottom on quite obvious display. Within a few weeks,Kim's life was a madhouse, as she had to run home from work, strip to begincleaning the apartment before Angela got in. Both North and Angela were constantlydisciplining her, but Angela was unusually brutal.

Angela would use any excuse to viciously twist Kim's lovely nipples, sometimeswith pliers while Kim, strapped to the bed would lurch and scream.

Angela whipped Kim's full buttocks and legs with lengths of barbed wire thatshe found on the way home from work, and once made Kim eat an entire bar oflaundry soap with her hands tied behind her back. Kim would wonder, as shewas sobbing in her closet, red, stinging weals covering her back and ass, whetherAngela was so vicious because Kim's beautifully shaped figure contrasted withAngela's obese, flat-chested body, or was it that Kim had two master's degreesand Angela had been expelled from a Special Ed highschool at the age of nineteen?

Eventually Angela began grabbing Kim by the hair as soon as she entered thehouse in her business suit, pulling her down on her knees. "Oh, please,Mistress Angela, don't--" Angela, ripping Kim's skirt up and her pantyhosedown, would scream. "I told you to call me Miss Pitts, you scumwhore!"

And then another beating would begin, Angela grabbing anything from a discardedfan belt to the fireplace poker. Angela had never learned the etiquette ofgiving a slave a day to recover after a punishment session; every day seemedto be a roundhouse of boxed ears,whipped breasts, and humiliation. Outrageoussituations, like Angela forcing Kim to kneel on rice on the floor, just becauseshe'd spilt a bit making their dinner... North just laughed when Kim complainedto him, and then one night, it was just too much.

Kim had had her breasts and bottom painted in dartboard stripes, and Angelahad cuffed her hands and mercifully put a fencing mask over Kim's face, andhad her spin around and around, as she and her ex-inmate friends from the theBaltimore Women's Correctional Facility had tossed darts, the stinging quoitslanding in the soft skin of Kim's breasts and buttocks as she screamed andcried, spinning as best she could. After which, Kim had spoken to North quiteearnestly.

"North, my Master. I have faithfully served you in the three years ofour marriage, but this is just too far beyond what I am used to, Sir. You mustask Angela to leave this house. I bought it, Sir, and--" North had slappedKim across the jaw, laughing, and he and Angela had given her quite a nightto remember.

Kim had ended up having to leave the house by nightfall, and she'd moved gratefullyto her best friend Tacy's group house, and given up the house she'd bought,and the bank accounts to North, in return for his not harassing her. She hadnot seen either North or his pig girlfriend since then.

Kim looked at North, who almost smiled at her. She couldn't believe she'dsubjected herself to that pig when she had this beautiful blond boy Master.But it looked almost as if North was coming...to approach her. ?Alex, promiseme, please that we have nothing to do wtih them, North or his girlfriend.? Kimpleaded, taking Alex's arm. Kim smiled. ?I think North wishes he'd been a littlenicer to me now that he's just seeing that cow and??

Alex snorted, and reached over, squeezing a nipple hard in Kim's tight burgundypullover. She bit her lip. ?Egotistical little skeezer aren't you?? His Ray-Bansshone in the club, and he smiled at a curly haired slave girl who was franticallymotioning him from across the room. Kim hated it that Alex had so many options...onething about North, she had been IT for him. Kim tried again.

?Please...let's not have anything to do with them. I know I'm a worthlessskeezer, but I've tried so hard to be good to you! A quarter of my paycheckautomatically goes to your account...and I have you on my insurance even thoughyou won't even LIVE with me...please, let's just not have anything to do withthem, huh?? Kim was somewhat relieved, as North and Angela seemed to have lostinterest, and Alex nodded at the same time, smiling. ?Now, you know I takecare of you, my little shit-pot.? Kim sighed with relief, and then noticedthat Alex was staring at someone.

Kim gasped as she saw a gorgeous woman on her knees, stark naked, with a neckcuff chained to the wall. This was not unusual?well, in a way, because TheClub tended to attract lots of fat people, so there weren't as many as cuteas she?but what was really unusual about this woman was her head was shaved.There was a sprinkling of red stubble around the pate, but it was completelyshaved otherwise, as was her pubic area. ?Her hair used to be real light red.? Kimheard Alex's voice softly to her right. Even bald though, the woman was quitebeautiful, and younger than Kim, about Alex's age. And indeed she was staringat Alex. Staring with piercing blue eyes.

Alex removed his shades as Kim watched, and gazed back at the beautiful nude,cue-balled slave intently. As the girl moved against her chain a bit, Kim couldsee a ugly tattoo just below her right breast ?OWNED BY MASTER KONG? Havingtaken a penology course once, Kim recognized the tattoo as the sort of clumsything done by convicts in prison, so big and ugly that it probably would neverbe removed.

Kim saw the bald slave run a pink tongue across her full lips as she staredat Alex. Suddenly a tall, muscular Black master strode up to her. ?Tess, youlittle bitch, how dare you look up from the floor!? The bald girl turned upin fear. ?I'm so sorry, Master Kong?? WHACK! His fist crashed against her cheekand a second time on her nose, and blood dripped. Then the bald woman wentback down on her knees, her full breasts swaying with binder clips hangingon the nipples, and the Negro master whacked her a few more times with a flogger.

?We're both seeing people here... it's like old home week tonight.? Alex muttered,and Kim looked at him. ?Do you know her, Alex?? Alex ignored Kim, lightinga Marlboro, and remembering..

Coming out of the Lower Fourth Form?Exploring Women Writers? class at St.Casimir's Academy Al and Geoff were bitching about Sylvia Plath. ?It's justsuch shit, man.? Al pushed his thick horn rims up his nose. ?Out of the way,dweebs.? Skip London, captain of the hockey team pushed between Geoff and Al.Geoff cursed under his breath, but very softly ?Hey there Tess!? Skip smiledat Tessa Tunstall, the Headmaster's daughter, who gave him an icy nod. Shetossed her mass of strawberry blonde curls, and Skipper London slumped off.

?Forget Skipper, Geoff...about Plath, man.?Al started up. But Geoff punchedAl's shoulder. ?Look, she's waving at you, man! The Head's daughter! HootersTunstall!? Al looked confused. Jesus, is she laughing at my zit? Richard hisroommate had advised Clearasil, but Al hadn't been sure.He looked up, and yes,Tess's ice-blue eyes were gazing right at him! Maybe she's noticed how Geoffand I stare at her fuckin' chest in those hot pink sweaters in class everyday...oh God. Alarmed, he noticed that Tessa, the strawberry curls bouncingwas now in his face. ?What are you up to?? Tess had asked Al, ignoring Geoff. ?Yourtrack coach is sick, so I thought you'd have time to hang out.? HeadmasterTunstall's beautiful daughter?

Al was so puzzled, as he knew Tess routinely turned down dates with upperclassmenmuch of the time, and had just dumped a Harvard senior...An hour later Al waseven more puzzled, though pleasedly, when Tessa had taken him up to the Physicslab, closed for renovation (?I hold on to Daddy's keys for him.?) and had givenAl a wonderful, sloppy blowjob, the first of Al's life, leaving her CherrySparkle lip gloss all over his boxers. It had been weird. ?Please, honey, grabmy ears and skull-fuck me! Don't be gentle.?

She'd begun taking Al into town on half-holidays, helping him pick out clothes. ?Theprocess of de-geeking you will be a rewarding one!? Tessa had laughed, andAl had really enjoyed the enraged looks of passing seniors in their expensiveconvertibles. Why was she going out with HIM? That was the big question. Ifhe could've answered it... ?Here you go, Alex...? Tessa's pink nails removedhis thick horn-rims and had propped a pair of Ray-Bans on his nose. ?You lookso sexy!? The intense blue eyes danced.She'd begun calling him Alex, whichsounded so nice.

?I can't wear these sunglasses...I can't see through them? Alex had been myopicsince kindergarten. ?This guy I'm boffing, sometimes...he's an opthomologist...he'llfix your eyes so you can wear them...it's an easy laser operation.? That hadbeen BIZAARE. That she wasn't his girlfriend, that she was dating a surgeon,and that he let the guy fix his eyes...so he could wear Ray-Bans! Alex in Ray-Bans!His hair cut and bleached by another lover of Tessa's..who oddly called her ?Mistress.? Anotherfriend of hers had taken Al to the gym a bit, and one day he'd thrown SkipperLondon over a bannister.

Soon, with a blue-button down Pinpoint Oxford Yarmouth shirt and khaki shorts,penny loafers instead of his old tennis shoes, Alex was a different guy....Tessahad ceremonially burned his plaid pants...she was great! ?Alexander, this isthe first C you've ever received, I am very disappointed with your term report,son.?

Dad's voice had faded away as Alex had mumbled ?Uh huh? and hung up the phoneto go back to watching MTV while Tessa snorted lines off his bare chest.

Then girls began pushing themselves on Alex for the first time in his life,at mixers, and parties?and Tessa insisted that he go on dates. ?Have fun?I'mnot your girlfriend.? Her earnestness puzzled Alex?but he obeyed her. Tessalso wouldn't let him perform oral sex on her...just wanted to blow him overand over again! ?My pleasure isn't that important, baby.?

Alex had to admit, despite the feminist training of five sisters, that hewas quite aroused when Tessa would drop to her hands and knees, completelynaked, staring up at him with her piercing blue eyes, and kiss his feet, workingthe full lips up his knees and thighs, to consume his cock and balls.

Other times she'd cover his entire body with licks and kisses, massaging himuntil he was ready to sleep. One weekend when they'd gone to New York togetherto stay in her aunt's Greenwich Village apartment, she'd put him to sleep withthis licking and kissing method, after sucking him to five or six orgasms?butshe'd refused to sleep in the bed with him?insisting that she wanted to beon the floor?

When Tessa Tunstall had first asked Alex to whip her, it had freaked him outcompletely. Alex had watched her strip and lie down on her parent's bed, hercrotch lying on a pillow so her ass was face up.

Folding her wrists demurely behind her back just below the riot of strawberrycurls, and just above the full alabaster globes of her buttocks,Tess addressedAlex. ?Now honey, I can hold my wrists here, but I want you to tie my handswith that rope, and tie my ankles together. Yes, good knots like you learnedin Cub Scouts.?

Alex had refused, absolutely. He'd thrown the rope in the corner. ?If youwant me to hit you, I'm not going to tie you up, dude?like, I'm not going tojail for?? Tess had smiled up at him, and relented. ?All right, I'll just holdmy hands behind me.? One hand had clutched the other wrist. ?Now I want youto pick up that wooden paddle and whack my ass with it.?

Alex had gingerly picked up the paddle, a thick fraternity deal. But he didn'tknow. ?C'mon baby?you want to, don't you?? Tessa had smiled up at Alex, runningher tongue across her full lips in the way that made him crazy. Alex did wantto. He couldn't believe how her butt stuck up when she lay across the pillowlike that. ?Let loose, Alex. I've been a bad girl, do it!? But he stared atthe riot of long red curls across her naked back and wasn't sure.

Alex had gently bounced the paddle off her full buttocks, and a slight tingecame to the white cheeks. ?No, hit me HARD. I'm a bad girl.? There was a giggle.Tentatively, he leaned over and swatted her again. Tessa looked up at him,noting the bulge in his chinos. ?Don't you just want to screw?I don't wantto hurt you.?

Alex instantly regretted that remark. He did want to hurt her?in a way, but.But. Tessa smiled up at him. ?Honey, I chose you because I knew you had something,IT. Maybe I was wrong.? Tess's voice taunted. ?But maybe I was wrong?you can'thit me a little bit?Skipper London's right about you?you're some kind of faggot,right??

Alex had gritted his teeth and lifted the paddle. ?Fuck you, bitch!? WHACKWHACK WHACK Alex slammed the paddle again and again against Tess's ass, untilhis arm was tired. Regaining his senses, he noticed two things.

Tess's butt was bright red now, the thick wood had certainly injured the fullvanilla buttocks, but she'd not moved her hands. You'd think she'd have letgo of the wrist and covered her butt, or even rolled off the bed?But Tess lookedup at him impudently. ?That was good, Master?but can't you make me cry? Whydon't you get the strop over there??

By the end of the evening, Alex had made Tessa cry several times, and she'dbent over at his knees, begging to service him.

Alex began punishing Tessa everywhere--backstage during the St. Casimir'sproduction of "Hamlet", in the bathroom at her debutante party, hehad Tess over his knee, the frilly dress pushed up over her full buttocks ashe whacked away--he made Tess carry a large wooden hairbrush and a coiled leatherstrop wherever they went. Whipping her full buttocks, whipping her breasts,gave him a new energy...

Alex's father had gotten over his disappointment with his genius son's ghastlygrades when he'd heard that the headmaster's family wanted to take Alex totheir farm in Montpelier , France , for the summer. The lad had somehow charmedthe daughter?Good God, the Tunstalls came over on the Mayflower?we'll get toall their parties!

There had been a large barn on the Tunstall property, and Alex had spent muchof the vacation swinging Tess from the rafters as he'd used a horsewhip, makingher dance. Jacques, the farm boy, had been Tessa's Master the summer before,and had shown Alex how to make the naked girl's curves dance as the lasheshad welted up and down her curving white body.

The two boys had gotten Tess up at five a.m. , stripped her naked, bindingher hands behind her neck to alter her sense of balance, and then blindfoldedher. ?Thees we do all last sommeir? Jacques insisted to Alex, and they'd takentwo long thorny rose sticks and lashed at Tess's buttocks, making her run andstumble through the French woods surrounding her house.

When finally she'd fallen for the last time, Alex and Jacques had thwackedagain and again until her body was a mass of welts, and no one was there tohear her scream?or see Tess, still blindfolded, hands locked behind her neck,giving Alex a long blowjob kneeling with her scarred buttocks touching themud..before taking her turn with Jacques.

Before they'd left the forest, Jacques had finished the session by puttingout his Galliouse cigarette on Tessa's left breast, right near the nipple. ?Youcan lift her up, no?? Alex had been horrified as Jaques had shown him the attachmentsto Tessa's nipples, and the pulley that had dragged her by her full breaststo the ceiling of the barn.

Her hands cuffed behind her, Tess had closed her eyes to the pain, and Alexhad had to admit that he was aroused. ?Now we give her the whip, yes?? Jaqueshad raised the whip. ?No, not while she's hanging by her tits, man.? Alex wasconcerned.

?Don't be a pussy, Alex?? he heard the little voice, and looked up, enragedas Tessa smirked down at him. Alex had grabbed the whip from Jaques hand andimmediately hit her so hard that the pulley had almost broken.

?I don't get it?why not? We can't see each other at ALL?? Alex had gaped atTessa, his beloved girl at the graduation party from St. Casimir's, a yearlater. ?C'mon honey.? Tessa had smiled beneath her mortarboard, which she'dworn since the afternoon. ?You've grown so much as a Master?you've got twoslave-girls in town, and I heard you were caning our math master last week?whippinghis dick? Dude!?

Alex rolled his eyes. This was true. And Tessa had taken him to Club Paddlesin New York and other private places where he'd learned that as a Master hewas quite popular?he could get all the slaves he wanted, it seemed?but he lovedTess. ?But I love you?you've changed my life!

You de-geeked me?and I can't live without you honey!? Tessa shook her head,smiling. ?Baby, that's the point. I don't want love, and devotion makes meill. I want a Master. You're good?but I need more?I need one who just doesn'tcare.? She'd tossed her firey curls, kissed him once on the cheek, and wanderedto the other side of the room. Alex had winced for a moment, and then adjustedhis Ray-Bans and turned to a crowd of young grads bemoaning their choice ofsafety schools.

Now Alex turned away from the beautiful bald slave with the piercing blueeyes, and grabbed Kim by the ear, painfully. "Let's wander, scumbag..."

September 30,2003 1:43 a.m.

?What the hell's this?? Tacy asked She'd come down to the garage in the middleof the night, to look for a light bulb for the upstairs bathroom and encounteredapparent horror. Kim looked up from where she was bound naked, propped on herknees and elbows on the dirty floor. Kim's wrists were strapped to her shouldersand her ankles strapped to her thighs, and she was precariously swaying backand forth on the elbows and knees, which were in terrible pain from the girl'sweight. Kim forgot the pain as she stared up at Tacy, and shame came over Kim,her entire face turning red. Even if she had not had a bright rubber red ballgag in her mouth, what could she say to explain?

After Tacy had untied Kim, and taken out the ball gag, Kim had tried hardto explain, though it had been difficult punctuating the volley of threatsagainst Alex coming from her best friend's mouth. "I'll have him jailed,that son of a bitch" Tacy vented. "How dare he do this to you, Kimmy?" Tearswere in Tacy's eyes. "No, no...you don't understand, Tace." Kim smiled. "Ididn't know you'd catch me here, but this is something I want from Alex. We'vebeen in a S/M relationship for quite some time now." Kim explained howthis had started with her youthful fantasies, reading "The Story of O". "Andthen back in school, don't you remember? I was Volunteer Coordinator at thesoup kitchen, and one of our helpers was a car thief? Doing community serviceto stay out of jail? Fenton?"

Tacy's nose wrinkled as she recalled the ugly little half-breed that Kim hadbecome infatuated with. Calling himself "Fenton the Felon" the littlebastard had treated poor Kim like shit, and Tacy could swear one night shewas coming back to Randall Hall, and Fenton had Kim over his knee, whackingher butt with a tree branch! Tace had turned and run the other way...draggingher date, Mort-whoever he was with her...there'd been a lot she'd not wantedto know about Kim, it would seem.

And then the Fenton guy had actually dumped, DUMPED her beautiful friend Kimand begun dating some rich district attorney chick...and Kim had started upwith yet another dickwad who'd treated her like crap...Tacey peered at Kimas the naked girl continued to rub the burn marks where the ropes had beenon her wrists, and she listened intently.

In the midst of Kim's story, Alex burst into the garage, with a naked, middleaged man in tow. "Why aren't you tied where I...oh ha ha!" Alex andPaul, despite his ropes and nipple clamps were overcome with laughter, witnessingKim's exposure by the amazed Tacy.

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