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Subject: {ASSM} Nessus RP: Control of Louis 4 (FD Mast Humil)
Date: Wed,  3 Jan 2001 22:10:05 -0500
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This story is intended for the enjoyment of adults over the age of 18 or 
whatever the legal age is in your part of the universe. It contains fantasy 
scenes of graphic sexual activity.
   Please, if you are under the age of 18, or if you will be offended by 
such material, use your intelligence and read no further - delete file. 
Otherwise ....enjoy!

Distribute freely if you wish but, please, not to minors


The Control of Louis
(Part 4 of 6)

by Nessus

She was right, the pink panties were dry the next morning so, after my 
shower, I put them on and was instantly hard. I knew I couldn't jerk off so 
I expended my energy on moving my clothes and other items out of my (now 
her) room into the second, smaller bedroom. Basically, I really didn't mind 
as I was excited about Georgina and her wicked ways moving in with me. I 
knew I was going to cross more of those invisible lines but, not only did I 
not care, I wanted to!

God, I was hard. And those panties didn't help with their silken smoothness
and softness that reminded me with every step what I was wearing. I have no 
doubt that Georgina knew the effect the panties would have on me, in fact, 
she probably planned it that way.

I rushed over to her apartment long before I was supposed to and waited on 
the step. Hours later she came home and, with minimal instructions, I 
carried her heavy suitcases to a cab and we were soon at my (our) apartment.

I dragged the suitcase into her room and waited as she glanced around. "Are 
you wearing your panties, Louis?" she asked absently.

"Yes Miss Georgina," I replied, my cock immediately hard.

"How can I see?" I quickly dropped my jeans around my ankles and pulled up 
my T-shirt. She smiled when she saw my cock outlined in the pink satin. 
"Very nice and very pretty. Now," she said turning back to the room and 
pointing to one of the cases. "I want you to unpack that one and place the 
clothes on the hangers in those robes." I bent down to pull my jeans up. 
"No," she commanded. "You'll be much more comfortable in just your panties." 
I pulled the clothes off and started to work.

And work I did. I unpacked all the clothes in the cases while she relaxed in 
a bath. As I unpacked her lingerie, my cock grew even harder and I had 
pictures of her lying naked in the bathtub. Finally, I finished just as 
Georgina emerged from the bathroom, clad in a long white robe, her hair 
wrapped in towel.

She smiled when she saw the work I had done and I felt pleased "Good boy," 
she said and I blushed. "You deserve a reward." She unwrapped her hair and 
started towelling it dry. "Your handcuffs are in my handbag. Get them". I 
trotted off to find them, cock throbbing in its satin prison, found my 
handcuffs and returned, holding them out to her. "Put them on," she 
commanded and I clicked them around one wrist and waited for her direction.

"Hands behind your back." And I felt a thrill as she moved behind me and 
clicked my hands together. "You've worked so hard," she said, "so I'm going 
to let you watch me get dressed." She stood in front of me and smiled.  
"Unless," she said with a sly look at my straining penis in its pink
panties," you don't want to?"

I immediately fell to my knees. "Please, Miss Georgina, please let me
watch."
She smiled at me and rummaged through her underwear drawer. "Do you like 
these, Louis?" she asked, holding up a pair of cherry red wispy panties. My 
cock throbbed as she displayed them. "No," she said, before I could utter 
anything, discarding them back to the drawer, "Not what I had in mind."

Georgina opened a small bag I had not been instructed to unpack and removed 
a brown paper parcel which she placed on the bed as she sat on the edge, 
legs together.

She rummaged in the bag. "Move closer, darling," she said and I crawled 
until I was kneeling directly in front of her. The hem of the robe covered 
her legs but it was so tantalising as I guessed, no hoped, she was naked 
under it. Suddenly, she produced a dog collar and calmly buckled it around 
my throat. "There," she said, smiling at me for a moment and the, her face 
changed. "Would you like to look at me?"

"Please, Miss Georgina," I begged, "Can I look at you?"

"You know, Louis," she said sharply, "Your begging can become tiresome." 
Again, she rummaged in the bag. "Open your mouth, Louis and shut your eyes." 
I did and a round plastic object was pushed into my mouth. I struggled for a 
moment but she was relentless and I felt the ball gag being buckled into 
place. I opened my eyes to her smiling face and tried to protest but I 
couldn't make a sound.

Georgina stood up, flicked her robe off and, naked, slowly turned in front 
of me.  "Do you like this, Louis?" she asked softly and I nodded 
frantically. She was magnificent, large beautiful white breasts and delicate 
pussy. I looked down at my cock and saw a wet patch on the front of my 
panties and I knew I was on the edge of cumming as my cock was caressed by 
the satin.

Georgina must have sensed it.    "Stand up," she commanded and I struggled 
to my feet. Quickly, stripped my panties to my knees, leaving my cock 
exposed and obscenely swollen. The panties fell away and she motioned for me 
to kick them away. As I did so, I watched her walk to her drawers. "Kneel," 
she said without turning and I did.

I watched her slip a white bra on and marvelled at her breasts as she did 
so. She gave me a sly look, opened a packet of white pantyhose and flicked 
them open. "No panties today, Louis," she smiled and I watched as she slid 
the pantyhose on. The hose was sheer to waist and her pussy hair was plainly 
visible.

Sitting on the bed again, with her legs apart, she gripped the gag harness 
and pulled my face to her crotch. "It's a pity you've got that in your 
mouth, isn't it, Louis? You could kiss my pussy. Would you like to do that?" 
I desperately tried to make a sound but was unsuccessful.

My nose was a few inches from her nylon covered pussy and I could smell her 
musky perfume as she became excited. "Like a taste?" she mocked and I nodded 
frantically. The humiliation of my position washed over me with a delicious 
tingle that went straight to my bobbing cock. "Not now, Louis," she said, 
pushing me away so I fell on my back.

Georgina stood, giggling as she saw me struggling to right myself with my 
cock jutting upwards. As I regained my kneeling position she slipped on a 
white T-shirt that displayed the outlines of her breasts and a short white 
skirt.

Laughing, she stood in front of me and raised the hem of her skirt for a 
moment to display her black pubic hairs flattened by the sheer white
nylon, her fingers caressing herself through the nylon. She dropped the hem 
of the skirt and, from that brown bag, she retrieved a dog lead, snapped it 
to my collar and jerked it upwards. "Up, little puppy," she said.

I had hardly enough time to get to my feet before she lead me into the main 
room and near the front door which she leaned against, looking back at me.

"I could take you outside, Louis. Take a walk down the hall. Show you to our 
neighbours. Would you like that?"

I was horrified but at the same time, excited by the thought of being 
displayed and out of control. "Do you think your neighbours would like to 
see you like this?" She smiled and gestured at my hard cock. I shook my
head, trying to make a noise. "I haven't met the neighbours yet. This could 
be a good way to get their attention. Or, I could take you outside and leave 
you. Would you like that instead " I desperately tried to say no and she 
watched me in wry amusement. "I think you would," she said, hand resting on 
the doorknob. "I think you would like me to throw you outside."

I shook my head, gurgling behind the gag. "Beg me," she said calmly and I 
dropped to my knees. "Please me," she said and raised her hem again to show 
me her black pubic hairs flattened by the sheer white nylon. I tried but it 
was impossible with the gag. "Use your nose," she demanded and I did, 
pushing myself into the wet nylon, trying to please her, her swampy smell 
overwhelming me with her excitement.

A firm tug on the leash stopped me. "Useless," she said coldly. "Up." 
Following the tug on the leash, I unsteadily stood and, then, followed her 
into my room. "On the bed," she ordered and I laid on the bed while she 
clicked the dog lead around the bed-head. Georgina left the room for a 
moment and returned with some leather cuffs and chain which she used to bind 
my feet to the foot of the bed.

It was uncomfortable, spreadeagled like that because of my hands cuffed 
behind my back but I managed to shift slightly on my side and be a little 
comfortable.

Georgina leaned against the wall and looked down at me. "Louis," she said 
softly, "You look so helpless." I watched, panting behind my gag as she 
lifted the hem of her skirt and used the fingers of her other hand to rub 
her pussy through the nylon. I was in exquisite torment. Suddenly, she 
stopped, dropped her skirt into place and ran her fingers through her hair.

I was sure she didn't cum but she was still obviously aroused as her hard 
nipples were clearly visible through her bra and T-shirt.

Georgina sat next to me. "I have a visitor arriving soon, darling," she 
said. "His name is Tom and he brings me little gifts." I was stunned, my 
eyes widening in shock and she giggled. "Yes, darling. Things like lingerie, 
perfume. Little things. He's a salesman who visits the store. When he's in 
town he brings me a little something. And I give him something in return," 
she whispered, moving closely so her lips were close to my ear.

"I give him a nice, slow hand-job." She circled her fingers and made a 
jerking motion slowly through the air. She stood up suddenly and, smiling, 
looked down at me. "And you can listen, Louis and wish it was you."

With that she walked to the door. "Keep silent Louis. It would be 
embarrassing for you if Tom saw you like that." Georgina switched the light 
off and left the room, leaving the door slightly ajar.

I lay in the dark in sweet anguish, wondering if she had been telling me the 
truth. I couldn't move and my cock remained hard for sometime. Finally, the 
front door buzzer sounded and I heard Georgina walk to the door. I could 
hear everything clearly.

"Tom, you darling. Good to see you."

"And you, as gorgeous as always."

"Come in." I heard the sound of the door close.

A low whistle. "Nice place. Moving up in the world?"

Small laugh. "Could say that. I share it with a friend."
"Do I know her?" I tingled at that.

"No, I went to school with her. Her name is Louise."

"Is she here?"

"Not at the moment." Another small laugh.

"Ooh, so we're alone?"

"Tom!" More laughter. "Don't do that. You know we have an agreement."

"I know." Sighing. "Can't blame me for trying." Images of a man pushing his 
hand up her short skirt pushed my cock into overdrive.

"Coffee?"

"Sure."

I heard the small talk continue and coffee made. I guessed they were seated 
on the sofa, not far from my bedroom door. There was the noise of unwrapping 
paper and Georgina's voice. "Oh Tom, this is wonderful?"

"You like it?"

"I do. Thank you darling." The sound of a kiss.

"You know," Tom began slowly but Georgina interrupted.

"Don't start darling. I don't have room in my life for complications. If 
things were different but, they're not. All right?"

A pause. "Yeah, OK." A change in tone. "When's your girlfriend returning?"

"Louise?" My cock stiffened even more. "Not for a while. She's tied up until 
nine thirty or so."

"Well, then?"

A giggle. "You have something else for me?"

The sound of a  zipper. "How about this."

"Nice. Take them off. I'll be back in a moment." She walked in the door, 
switching the light on as she entered and standing beside the bed. She 
smiled down at me and made a jerking off motion in front of her pussy. I was 
totally under her control and I had no idea what she planned next. It 
excited me. She leaned down and whispered softly in my ear. "Listen closely, 
Louise!" she said. "Listen while my hand slides up and down his cock. "

Just as suddenly as she entered, she left and I was again plunged into the 
half darkness. The door was open slightly more than before and, like before, 
I could hear everything.

"Ooooh," I heard her say. "It's so big. I'll give it a little kiss." I heard 
him moan and I wished I could as well. "Do you like this?" I heard her ask 
and he must have nodded his head. I visualised her hand sliding up
and down his fat cock. "Should I stop?" she teased.

"No," I heard his strangled voice. "Oh my God!"

"Not God, darling," she giggled, "just little old me. I might have a rest 
for a while?"

"No, don't!"

"Oh?"
"Don't tease me, Georgina. I've been on the road for three weeks!"

"I won't darling," she soothed. "I like the sight  of my hand playing with 
your cock." Ragged breathing for a few moments and slippery sounds. My cock 
throbbed painfully.

"Oh," I heard him moan and then cry out. "Don't stop. Don't.....ooohhh!" 
Movement and rustling on the sofa, then silence.

"I'll get you a towel," she said. Rustle of clothing. "Nice?" she asked.

"Mmm. Do you like my present?"

"Lovely. And sexy."

"Any chance of seeing you in it?"

"Now, Tom...."

"I know, I know. Complications."

"I'll show them to Louise. She'll get very jealous."

"I'd better go. She might arrive soon and I wouldn't want her to start 
asking annoying questions."

"Don't worry, darling. Louise knows how to keep silent."  I thought I heard 
a muffled giggle and the front door opened. "'Bye, Darling."

"See you next time?" he asked.

"Phone me at the store first."

The door closed and the door to my bedroom burst open, light switched on.  
Georgina lifted her skirt and crouched over my face, the wet nylon pressing 
against the ball gag and my nose. She was soaking wet and her musky perfume 
swept over me like a sensual cloud. Moaning, she rubbed against me, holding 
my head still with her thighs. I couldn't move as she used me to masturbate 
against. Her breathing was hot and heavy and she suddenly stiffened and 
moaned, her whole body trembling.

Finally, she moved off me and stood next to the bed, her breathing easing. 
With a quick movement, she removed her T-Shirt and skirt, standing there in 
the white lace bra and sheer white pantyhose. My cock was still stiff and
she smiled at me as she unshackled my feet. A quick tug of the leash and I
was standing in front of her.

"Down," she commanded and I knelt before her. "Do you want to cum?" I nodded 
frantically, desperate. "Do you like my sexy legs?" I struggled to
make a sound but couldn't. "Be a little puppy, Louis and hump my legs. Rub 
your cock against my pantyhose. It's all you deserve, so do it!" Insistent 
pulling on the leash moved me closer and my cock rubbed between her calves.

She closed her legs together, lightly embracing my cock in the white nylon 
covered legs. "Come on, little puppy," she breathed. "Hump my leg." Totally 
embarrassed and humiliated, I started pumping my cock between her legs. I 
had been aroused for so long I knew it would not take long.

"Look up at me,  puppy," she said, pulling my ball gag. I looked up past her 
sodden crotch with the black hairs sticking to the nylon, past her large 
breasts rising and falling in the white lace, to her smiling face as she 
looked down at me, her little puppy.

A quick flash of reason flickered inside my fuddled mind. Here I was, naked, 
bound and gagged, humping the legs of a beautiful woman who, a few moments 
before, had given a man a perfect hand-job while I listened, a hand-job I 
knew I would probably never get.

The urge to cum swept over me and I humped and humped. Finally, I spurted 
and spurted against her legs while she giggled. As my head hung, trying to 
regain my breath, I felt her fingers releasing my gag.

My jaws ached and I flexed them uncertainly before I could speak in my 
cracked and strained voice.  "Thank you for letting me cum, Miss Georgina."

She smiled and held my face against the wet nylon of her pantyhose covered 
pussy.
End of Part 4 of 6.


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