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Subject: {ASSM} Nessus RP: Control of Louis Pt 1 (FD Mast)
Date: Thu,  4 Jan 2001 00:10:07 -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 1)

by Nessus


Georgina is beautiful. She's slightly taller than me, long dark hair, 
centrefold figure and dark deep eyes. We met a month ago and I became deeply 
entranced by her. Why she continued to see me, I don't know but I could 
guess. Although I am older than her, I am reasonably wealthy and 
occasionally work as a consultant from my extensive apartment. She works in 
a well known department store in some sort of management and designer role.

It was wonderful when we attempted to make love last week, although I knowI 
came to quickly but the sight of her gorgeous body in her filmy lingerie was 
too much for me. Strangely, she didn't seem upset, just smiled and told me 
it was all right. We haven't attempted to make love again as it has been 
difficult to see each other regularly as she works very hard.

One day, it changed and, as I look back, I see that this was the starting 
point of my new life.

I called at her tiny apartment after 'phoning her that morning at the store. 
She was about to go out, dressed in a red woollen dress and black stockings 
ad high heel shoes. Her beautiful hair was swept back and tied loosely with 
a red scarf. Gold hoop ear-rings glittered from her ears.

"I'm sorry, Louis," she said softly, "I have a meeting with designers."  I 
was disappointed and it showed. She was beautiful and my cock was instantly 
squirming in my pants, making me flush. Georgina smiled at me knowingly, 
gently took my hand and led me into her small bedroom. Slowly,  she 
sensually kissed me, her perfume washing over me. Immediately I was rock 
hard, wanting her desperately, to undress her.  I had only one opportunity 
to see her almost unclothed and that was just a vague memory of an average 
passion.

Soothing me with her soft voice, she led me to the bed, telling me to get 
undressed and lie down. Quickly, I did and she lay next to me. I was puzzled 
why she didn't undress but her soft, stroking fingers distracted
me, bringing me close so quickly.

Suddenly, she stopped, took my hand and placed it on my straining cock,  
whispering in my ear. "Do it for me, darling. Show  me how." I was stunned 
but her hand was insistent and my fingers slowly closed around my rigid 
cock. "Yes," she breathed, "show  me. You know  you want to, Louis."

And I did. I  slowly started jerking off, naked on the bed, watched by this 
still clothed and beautiful woman. It was exciting and I was so close,  so 
very close when she suddenly held my moving hand still.

"Stop," she said softly in my ear. I was gasping, so close my whole body was 
almost rigid as my cock was ready to spurt. "Darling," she whispered,  "I 
love watching you jerk off. I want you to ask me to watch every time you
do it. Promise me?"

Wordlessly, I nodded and in doing so, I admitted to this beautiful woman 
that I jerked off. It was embarrassing and, somehow, extremely exciting.

"Ask me now" she urged, removing her hand and kissing my ear.

"Please watch," I croaked.

"Watch what?"

"Please watch me jerk off," I whispered, face burning and cock straining
but I kept my hand still, waiting, almost for her permission.

She smiled. "I'd love to watch you play with yourself," she said as she 
suddenly swung off the bed, "I have something for you. To help." She opened 
her underwear drawer, took something out and sat next to me on the bed.

Smiling down at me, she held up a silken pair of pink panties. "Look 
darling, so sexy, so soft. Would you like to jerk off in them?" I gulped and 
nodded. I was still holding my cock and it seemed to get harder. She dangled 
the panties over me and slowly moved them down my chest. "Ask me,  then," 
she said softly, her eyes glittering.

I knew this was some invisible line I was about to cross but didn't care. 
"Ask ," she repeated, the panties tantalisingly slowly moving close to my 
cock.

"Can I jerk off into your panties?" I croaked.

"Please?" she prompted.

"Please, can I?" I asked, desperate to do it, my cock straining.

"What, darling?" she said sweetly.

"Please can I jerk off into your underpants?" Trying to regain some lost 
dignity.

She giggled. "Underpants? I call them panties, darling. Pretty as well. 
Seethe lace?"

I nodded, sweating and almost gasping for breath. "Please," I acquiesced and 
crossed that line. "Can I jerk off into your pretty panties?" As I said it, 
my cock twitched. I was totally under her spell.

"Only if you promise to wash them afterwards. Will you?" I nodded furiously. 
"Say it," she whispered, eyes glittering.

"I promise to wash your pretty panties," I whispered.

"By hand, darling. They are so pretty and delicate." She suddenly dropped 
the panties over my cock and the hand holding it. The touch of the smooth  
satin was electrifying and I wrapped them around my cock. "Jerk off," she 
suddenly commanded and my hand started its familiar movements.

It didn't take long and, as she smilingly watched me, I arced off the bed 
and came in a burning rush, pumping huge spurts of cum into the panties.

As I lay on the bed recovering, one arm over my eyes and the other clutching 
the sodden panties around my cock, I felt acute embarrassment.

Georgina rose from the bed, stood beside it and looked down at me. "Make 
sure you wash them, darling," she said. "And remember your promise. I would 
be so upset if I found out you had jerked off without asking me to watch.  
Call me tomorrow."

I heard her leave the room and, moments later, the front door to her 
apartment close.

Awash in humiliation, I admitted to myself that I had just experienced the 
best orgasm I had enjoyed for sometime. Slowly, my legs rubbery, I got off 
the bed and walked unsteadily to the bathroom to hand-wash the panties 
before I left.
End Part 1


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