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Subject: {ASSM} Nessus RP: Ten Days in Another Town - Day 6 (FD)
Date: Thu,  4 Jan 2001 02:10:07 -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


Ten Days in Another Town.

by Nessus

Day Six


Sammie found me waiting on my knees when she bustled in and, without a word, 
she beckoned me to follow, leading me to the bathroom.

Blushing, I looked at the toilet and Sammie smiled. "Go ahead," she said and 
I did, much to my shame and embarrassment.

The shock of my smooth head hit me once again as I stared at my reflection. 
It was another person, someone I did not know.

After shaving my head and face, I showered and then followed Sammie back to 
the room where she told me to lay on the bunk, legs spread wide. Whistling 
tunelessly, she used the portable razor to eliminate the stubble on my 
groin. My cock rose at her light touch and I yearned for relief as her 
fingers teasingly brushed against my straining cock.

Ignoring my hard cock, Sammie instructed me to eat and I crouched on the 
floor, munching the food while she sat on the bunk. When I looked up, I saw 
her legs were spread apart, white panties in her hand.

"Come on," she said, gesturing at her black pussy. "You've got five minutes 
to get me there."

I crawled to her and began my now familiar task, licking, nibbling and 
probing with my tongue, extracting a few soft moans and sighs until, juices 
running down my smooth face, she came.

"Getting better all the time," she said, pushing me away. "Ok," she said, 
struggling into her panties. "Get your sorry ass upstairs to room twelve. 
Knock and enter when told, on your knees. Quickly. Run."

Cock hard, flopping wildly, I ran to the elevator and drove it to the second 
floor. Frantically, I searched for the correct room. Sighing with relief, I 
knocked on the door and waited.

"Come in, puppy," a female voice said and I crawled in to a bedroom. Jenny  
Maloney was in the bed, hair loose and spread over the pillows that propped 
her up. Her large breasts rose and fell in a filmy white top, the rest of 
her obscured by the blankets. My eyes fell on the controller in her hand.

"The correct way for you to enter a woman's bed is from the foot and under 
the blankets. Do not let your cock touch the linen. You cum," she warned, 
"and you'll receive pain you'll never forget."

Gingerly, I crawled under the blankets, my ass high in the air to avoid 
contact my hard cock with the smooth bed linen, as I knew, if my cock 
touched it, I would cum.

I crawled between her spread legs and, in the musty confines of the bed, I 
could smell her sweet perfume of her pussy. "Please Madam," I called from 
under the blankets. "May I lick you?"

"You may," came her imperious reply, muffled slightly from the blankets and, 
once again, I commenced my task, my stiff cock trembling with desire.

In the darkness, I could just make out the wonder of her pussy, the light 
coloured pubic hair that had been shaved into a narrow strip and the wet 
full lips. I felt the blankets move and a sudden rush of light and cool air 
on my ass told me my bottom half was now clearly exposed while above my 
waist was covered by the blankets as I focussed on my task.

I heard the door open and I inwardly cringed in embarrassment but dared not 
stop. The rattle of cups and a female voice.

"Is that nice?" A slight giggle.

"A wonderful way to wake up," Jenny said.

"I'll leave your breakfast here. Puppy looks like he's got his mouth full." 
A tinkling laugh and I wondered who it was. The door closed and soon, Jenny 
was moaning above me and rushed to a wet orgasm. Absurdly, I was proud of 
myself.

"Out," she snapped and I slid out of the bed, careful not to touch the linen 
with my cock, and knelt next to the bed, looking up at her.

"Please, Madam," I begged. "Can I cum?"

"Not yet," she said dismissively. "You haven't earned it."

Haven't earned it, my mind screamed! Three women and I haven't earned it? I 
wanted to punch her in the nose as the anger bubbled in me, anger at what 
they had done to me and what they were continuing to do.

"You fucking bitch!" I screamed, raising my arm to strike her. She flicked 
the controller, the pain hit me like a torpedo to the balls and I writhed in 
agony for what seemed like hours.

Maloney slid out of the bed, her nightgown falling around her thighs, the 
controller in her hand. "So, not that docile any more?" she said.

"I'm sorry, Madam," I whimpered, tears in my eyes, wishing I could cradle my 
balls.

"Oh, you don't know how sorry," she said coldly and her finger tightened on 
the controller. Wave upon wave of red tinged pain rolled over me until I 
collapsed into unconsciousness.

I slowly came around, groaning and whimpering as I remembered the pain, 
lying on the floor of another room.  Blinking, I recoiled in shock as I saw 
CJ and Leonie seated in two chairs across the room. Both were in dresses and 
both were casually smoking, watching me.

CJ crossed her long legs. "Looks like he's back."

Leonie smiled. "Welcome back. Guess you know the rules by now. You speak 
when spoken to and you call us madam. Got it?"

"Yes, Madam," I croaked.

"You've been a naughty puppy," CJ observed. "Very naughty. Upset one of the 
medical staff. Can't have that. God knows they cost us enough."

"Puppy has to be punished," Leonie smiled. " Puppy has to be fixed." Horror 
ran through me at those words and I remembered Verity's threat of 
castration. They wouldn't! Would they?

The door opened and Marilyn Rome swept in, followed by Kent and Maloney. 
"it's just a little set back," Marilyn announced calmly. "He's been driven 
mad by the sexual frustration."

"I thought that was the idea?" CJ said lazily, smoke twirling around her 
regal face. She crossed her legs again, the slight rasp of nylon against 
nylon and my cock stirred at the sound and the sight of her long legs in 
shiny hose.

"Look, he's getting hard again," Leonie giggled. "Just from a little show of 
leg."

"He will learn his place in a while," Rome said. "The breaking down process 
takes time."

CJ continued to stare at me. "We don't have time. You've been too gentle."

"I wouldn't say that," protested Marilyn Rome.

"I would!" CJ snapped. "I've spoken to Miss Langton. She wants the 
additional modifications brought forward. Now." As I listened, I whimpered 
in fear but they ignored me.

"If you insist," Marilyn Rome said stiffly. "Clara and Jenny. Please get him 
ready."

They each took one of my arms and, sick with fear, I meekly let them lead me 
to the examination table.

Jenny Maloney showed me the controller, eyes glinting. "Just disobey me 
once," she warned. "Just give me an excuse." I shivered and lowered my head, 
trying to escape her eyes. "Up on the table," she said and I climbed up.

They strapped me down and I looked up at the mirror, praying they weren't 
going to castrate me.

A flat metal collar was fixed to my neck and, with that little flash of 
heat, was sealed. I knew it was permanent, just like the ring around my 
balls.

"Open wide," Rome said, pressing my jaws apart. A small round, hollow 
cylinder was pushed into my mouth, my tongue guided through it before it 
rested against my teeth. Rome moved an instrument into my mouth and I felt a 
sharp pain and then heat again.

"There," she said with satisfaction. My eyes widened with horror when I 
realised my mouth was permanently open, a constant  round hole with my 
tongue in the centre. I panicked when I tried to swallow. "Relax," Rome 
said. "Just focus on swallowing and you'll be all right."

CJ walked into view and looked down at me. "Say hello, puppy," she said.

"Ullahh,"I listened to my garbled sounds in horror as the women burst into 
laughter.

Leonie, laughing loudly, patted me on my bald head. "Puppies don't talk," 
she giggled.

Rome produced a long forceps style instrument and seized my tongue. 
Trembling, I watched her prepare piercing needles and tried to call out in 
unintelligible protests when she calmly pierced my tongue and inserted three 
round headed studs in a row down the tongues centre towards the tip. It was 
painful but not unbearable.

"Saw it in Thailand," CJ told the group. "Increases the pleasure of the 
woman. Great idea, isn't it?" I watched the group of women nod in agreement, 
my tongue feeling thick and heavy.

Jenny leaned forward, a cold smile on her lips as she used an electric razor 
to remove my eyebrows. I looked up at my reflection and started to panic. I 
didn't look human, it was like I was looking at an obscene alien!

Rome looked up at CJ. "The ring?"

CJ nodded coolly. "Yup. Let's not stop now."

With a quick motion, Marilyn Rome pierced my nose and I tried to cry out but 
a gurgle was all that leapt from my open mouth. A gold ring was pushed 
through the pierced nostril and sealed shut. A naked, skinned animal looked 
down at me from the ceiling mirror, a small tear escaping from its eye.

Efficiently, Rome pierced both ear lobes and inserted ear rings with small 
silver bells hanging from them, like the kind used on pet birds.

Clara and Jenny released the straps. Relief flooded over me, they weren't 
going to cut my balls off!

They pushed me to the floor and I rested there. "Get up," commanded CJ and I 
unsteadily rose. When I reached crouching height I was hit by another wave 
of pain and I immediately dropped to the floor amidst the laughter from the 
watching women.

"Ain't that a bitch," Leonie said. "Puppy can't stand up!"

"Guess you got to stay on all fours," sneered Jenny, revenge clearly on her 
agenda.

"Your neck must not be higher than the controllers," advised Rome. "Keep 
your head below our waist level and you'll be pain free." I realised then I 
was destined to scuttle along the floor like an animal.

CJ clipped a light chain to my nose ring." Come on, puppy," she said. "Time 
for a walk." The women laughed, even Doctor Rome had a smile on her face as 
I scuttled along side CJ like a chimpanzee.

As she led me down the corridor, I realised it would be better to crawl on 
all fours and I did, her skirt brushing against me as she walked. I felt so 
powerless and so humiliated, reduced to an animal, a plaything for these 
hard women.

We entered a small library, the walls covered with volumes of books and some 
stacked on a reading desk. CJ sat at the desk and smiled down at me. "One of 
Miss Langton's favourite positions for you will be under the desk. Move 
there now."

Crawling under the desk, my mouth wide open, I was greeted with the sight of 
CJ's long legs in sheer nylon. My cock throbbed as she slid her skirt up and 
opened her legs. She was wearing pantihose without panties and I could see 
her sparse blonde pubic hair pressed against the nylon.

"Get to it," she snapped and I pressed my open mouth to the nylon and moved 
my tongue with its three studs against her. My tongue hurt but I managed to 
keep at it.

Above me, I heard the phone being used. "Hello, Miss Langton. CJ here. Yes, 
modifications implemented as instructed." A small laugh." Yes, I'm trying it 
out now. Yes, under the desk. All right."

The handpiece of the phone was pushed under the desk and pressed against me 
ear. "Hello, Jerry darling," Verity's voice sounded in my ear. "I know you 
can't talk," she giggled. "And you've got your mouth full." A shrill peal of 
laughter and I blinked a tear away as I desperately tried to lick CJ's pussy 
through the nylon. "I'm looking forward to trying out those studs myself. 
Tell CJ I've finished."

I pulled my face away and tried to talk. "Uughuuhg," the garbled sounds 
echoed in my ear and I heard Verity burst into loud laughter down the line.

CJ pulled the phone up, said goodbye and hung up. Her hand pushed me away 
and she stood up, pulled her pantyhose off and sat down again, her legs wide 
apart. Without waiting for her instructions, I buried my face in her 
glistening pussy and used the flat of my tongue and the studs to titillate 
her clitoris while my hard cock throbbed endlessly in denial.

It didn't take too long and she gushed into a powerful orgasm, her juices 
slick on my hairless head. CJ pushed the chair out, stood and moved to the 
centre of the room.

"Come here," she demanded and I knelt in front of her. "With the separator 
in your mouth, your food will be in liquid form. Let's test it." Her finger 
grabbed my nose ring and pulled my open mouth hard against her pussy while 
the other finger rested on the controller. "Don't move," she warned. "And 
don't spill a drop."

Without warning, I felt her urine splash down my throat and I started to 
panic. "Swallow," she said. "Focus on the swallowing." I was crying as I 
swallowed her pee, crying from this ultimate humiliation. When she stopped, 
she said, "Lick me clean," and I used my tongue to take the last drops of 
her piss from her pussy.

"Good," she said, smiling with satisfaction as she straightened her skirt. 
"Lie there, puppy," she said, pointing at a mat in front of an empty 
fireplace. Weary, ashamed and the tears drying on my face, I laid down on 
the mat and curled into a ball, careful to keep my hands away from my 
throbbing groin.

That was how I spent my day, resting on the mat until a broth was placed in 
front of me and, much to the amusement of  Sammie, I lapped it up with my 
tongue.

Towards evening, I was ordered under the desk once again and another pussy 
slid into my view. I didn't know who it was but I licked her to orgasm once 
again. The studs did help but my jaws were aching at being forced open for 
so long and I hoped they would take pity on me and remove the separator.

They didn't and left me on the mat in front of the cold fireplace and I 
managed a fitful and nightmare ridden sleep.
End Day Six
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