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Subject: {ASSM} Nessus RP: Ten days in Another Town-Day 10 (FD)
Date: Thu,  4 Jan 2001 03:10:04 -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 Ten


I slept beside her bed that night, a sleepless night, racked by jealously 
and shame. Verity, however, slept soundly until almost lunchtime, and, when 
she awoke, demanded that I lick the last evidence of Harvey from her pussy.

When I finished, she sat on the edge of the bed looking down at me as I 
knelt, sullenly, at her feet, her pussy with it's matted hair directly in my 
face.

"Welcome to your new life, Jerry," she said. Startled, at the unusual use of 
my name, I raised my head and she smiled down at me. "Remember, a few months 
ago you asked me to marry you? Right after you found out how much money I 
had?" she added sweetly and I cringed.

"Yes Mistress," I replied, softly.

"I've decided to accept, Jerry. You and I are getting married. The licence 
is being arranged and we will have the ceremony in a few weeks."

Verity rose and put on a robe. "It will not be a conventional marriage, 
Jerry. What went on last night will continue and you will continue as my 
slave."

Slave! The reality hit me and, stunned, I watched her walk out the door.

"Come on, Jerry," she called and I crawled to the other room where I found 
Verity seated on the sofa. "Yes, Jerry, married," she smiled, looking down 
at me. "But I will keep control. And we will have the honeymoon before the 
wedding." For some reason, Verity found that extraordinarily funny and burst 
out laughing.

A moment later, CJ and Leonie entered. "Take him away," Verity said. 
"Prepare him for the honeymoon."

CJ loomed over me. "I'm going to deactivate your collar so you can walk 
upright. We still have the controllers and the ring around your balls will 
still function so don't try any funny business. Understand?"

"Yes Madam," I said meekly. A chance to stand upright again! At last!

"Remember, Jerry," Verity said. "I can always reactivate that collar and 
you'll spend the rest of your life on your knees."

CJ fiddled with the collar and then stood back. Verity nodded and I stumbled 
to my feet. Although unsteady, I could stand up again. It was marvellous!

Leonie and CJ took one of my arms each and whisked me away, down the 
corridor to the elevator and to the shower room where they watched as I 
scrubbed myself.

The good news was that some stubble was appearing on my body and, for the 
first time I used the aerosol can with the long nozzle to cover myself in 
the hair removal foam. Yelping with the stinging and watched by the two 
laughing women, I washed the foam and any remnants of hair away. Once again, 
bald and shaven.

CJ brusquely ordered me to lay down face down on the bench while Leonie 
wheeled in a medical stand with some sort of bag hanging from it. Shocked, I 
guessed they were going to give me an enema.

Leonie greased my ass and I felt the nozzle start to penetrate me. Relax, 
puppy," she cooed while she pushed it in.

"Relax or I'll hit the controller and give you something else to think 
about," growled CJ and I relaxed as much I could.

"There. That's it," I heard Leonie say and I felt the first rush of water 
into my innards. They had no mercy, filling me until I was gritting my teeth 
with the stretched, bloated feeling as my distended stomach hung from me as 
I now crouched on the bench.

Finally, they stopped the flow and removed the nozzle, Leonie wheeling the 
stand away while CJ, grinning at me, helped me to my feet.

"Look out," laughed Leonie. "He'll go any minute." She was right as the 
first of the stomach cramps hit me. Leonie leaned close and wrapped her long 
fingers around my cock causing me to get hard instantly. "Enjoying this?" 
she taunted.

"No madam," I said through gritted teeth.

"Oh," she pouted. "You don't like hand jobs any more?"

"Oh," I groaned as a wave of cramps hit me and they pushed me towards a 
toilet stall.

"Sit, puppy," CJ ordered and I lowered myself onto the toilet as CJ and 
Leonie stood back, both grinning at me.

I tried to ignore them as the cramps swept through me and, with no control, 
I released. The noise was embarrassing and the stench was humiliating as I 
voided my bowels in a steaming rush. With no control, I kept pushing at 
straining until there was no more.

Both women had handkerchiefs to their noses, faces grimacing from the 
stench. "Flush," yelled CJ and I fumbled for the lever and flushed the 
toilet. Suddenly a cold jet of water hit me and I saw that CJ was directing 
a hose at me, washing the mess down the drain.

Weak, I offered no resistance as they inserted the nozzle in my ass once 
more and, again, I went through the same embarrassing routine although, this 
time, the stench was not as overpowering.

When they judged I was totally clean, they allowed me to dry myself , 
watched by CJ, while Leonie removed some items of clothing from  a small 
leather bag.

"Put this on," Leonie said, offering me a pink lace garter belt. CJ waved 
the controller and I hurriedly snapped the pink garter belt around my waist, 
the suspender straps hanging down my legs.

Seated on the bench, they drew pink stockings up my hairless legs and 
attached them to the suspender straps. Leonie grinned down at my hard cock. 
"Puppy is enjoying this," she said as, to my embarrassment, she tied a pink 
satin ribbon in a bow around the base of my cock. "Almost hides the tiny 
thing," she mused and CJ giggled as I blushed as the sensual feeling of the 
nylon around my hairless legs made my cock twitch.

Next, a large pair of pink high heels shoes, a pink lipstick and dark 
mascara and I was led, stumbling, down the corridor to a large room. I had 
never been in this room and, intuitively, I felt  afraid. Heavily carpeted, 
one wall of the room was dark glass and the other walled covered in thick 
drapes.

A large metal pole hung from the ceiling and a device that looked like a 
modern form of the medieval stocks were attached the pole close to the 
floor.

"Kneel," CJ barked and, trembling, I knelt next to the pole as CJ unlocked 
the stocks and levered them apart. Staring at the three half circles in the 
dark timber of the stocks, I waited for my instructions.

"Head there," CJ pointed at the centre hole. "And arms there. Hurry!" I 
leaned forward and rested my neck on the large semi circle and laid my arms 
through the two smaller ones. Leonie moved the halves together, padlocked 
them and I was helpless, kneeling on the carpet, facing the wall of dark 
glass.

The CJ looked down on me while Leonie fastened shackles to each ankle. The 
shackles had small chains which were attached to rings in the floor. For the 
first time I noticed the floor around the steel pole was different from the 
rest of the carpeted room. Sure, it was carpeted but it was a different 
pattern in a circle with the pole in the centre.

Leonie stood in front of me and lifted her skirt, her naked pussy slightly 
above my face. "Lick," she commanded and I strained upward, my tongue 
reaching for her but falling short.

"You are the same height?" CJ asked, a remote control device in her hand.

Leonie nodded. "Yep. Almost exactly the same height."

I heard a mechanical noise and I felt the stocks move upwards slightly on 
the pole, dragging me with them until I was now level with Leonie's pussy. 
My studded tongue caressed her labia and she patted me on the head. "Now, 
that's better, puppy."

Abruptly, she dropped her skirt and the two women left me alone in the room. 
Suddenly, the lights went down, replaced by a spotlight that just covered 
the circle I was kneeling in and  the rest of the room was black.

I waited.

I heard Verity's voice in the darkness before I saw her. "Well, my little 
puppy. Let us look at you." A whirring sound and the circle I was kneeling 
on started to rotate, spinning me slowly around.

A giggle in the darkness. "The ribbon is adorable, although it hides your 
tiny cock. Do you have a tiny cock, puppy?" she asked.

Blushing as I rotated, I hung my head. "Yes, Mistress. Puppy has a tiny 
cock."

"Move your head, puppy. I want to hear your bells ring." I shook my head, 
the ear bells tingled and she laughed. "Show us your tongue." I poked my 
tongue with the three studs out and wondered what was happening.

The rotation stopped and Verity walked out of the darkness into the 
spotlight. She was beautiful, dressed in a short black dress, black hose, 
high heels and her long red hair hanging lose on her shoulders. A diamond 
choker and ear rings completed the picture.

"You've had a lot of training, puppy. You're a good pussy licker now. What 
are you?"

"Puppy is a pussy licker."

"As my slave, you will lick me whenever and wherever I want. Isn't that 
right, puppy?'

"Yes mistress," I lisped .

Verity stood in front of me and slid the hem of her black dress up, 
revealing her pussy framed by a black garter belt and stocking. "Lick," she 
snapped and I strained at my task. Suddenly, she pulled away, dropping her 
skirt.

"You're hard, Jerry," she said. "I think you like being my slave. Do you 
want to come?"

"Please Mistress, let puppy come," I begged, desperate.

Verity smiled coldly at me. "You come when I say or not at all." Her smile 
softened. "You look nice in your pink stockings." I blushed. "And high heels 
as well! Very pretty. I thought white would have been more appropriate for 
our honeymoon but, well, you have been such a slut so white is out of the 
question."  Verity stood next to me and I felt her fumble with the ribbon 
around my hard cock. "There," she said, draping the ribbon around my neck. 
"That's better. Now we can all see your little bald cock and balls."

Was there someone else out there in the darkness? CJ, perhaps? Leonie? A 
whirring sound and the stocks slowly rose up the pole until I was standing 
bent at the waist with my legs apart and fastened to the floor

I felt her fingers trail down my back. "Starting to lose that flab. Good. My 
slave should be well defined and hard." Verity laughed. "Hard body, I 
meant."

I heard a movement and rustle of clothing. She stood in front of me in black 
lace bra, panties and garter belt with sheer black stockings, her fingers 
idly stroking her panties.

"Do you want to lick me, puppy?"

"Please Mistress," I begged, knowing she wanted this from me. "Please let me 
lick your pussy."

Verity turned, bent over slightly and I stared at her magnificent ass 
pushing against the lace and satin of her panties. "Will you lick my ass, 
puppy?" she taunted.

My cock throbbed and twitched madly. "Yes Mistress. Please let me lick your 
ass."

Verity turned, upright with hands on her hips and laughed loudly. "You'll 
drink my piss. You'll do anything I say because of that ring around your 
balls. Let's see how it works." Horrified, I watched her raise the 
controller and press the button. I screamed and my body jerked painfully in 
the stocks as I rotated.

The pain ceased and I slumped in the stocks, my body covered in sweat.

"Poor puppy. Does that hurt?"

"Yes Mistress," I said tearfully.

"Good," she said coldly. "Look up." I raised my head and stared out into the 
darkness. Suddenly, lights came up and, to my humiliation,  I saw an 
audience of women seated behind the glass and, flushing with shame, I 
recognised them all.

There were the seven women I had cheated with, the seven from the black book 
Verity found. Tiffany was there grinning and smoking. Judy, Barbara and 
Jane, giggling and sipping champagne. All of them.

CJ, Leonie, Clare and Jenny were also in the audience and, seated up the 
back smiling at me, was Jana. There were a few women I didn't recognise but 
I hung my head in overwhelming shame as the floor rotated once again and, 
this time, I knew I was being exhibited to the audience.

The rotation stopped in front of the glass again and I could see the women 
chattering excitedly to each other. I couldn't hear them but, I guessed, 
they could hear us.

Tiffany was leaning forward, licking her lips as she watched the scene. She 
was always a hot number, ready any time and that's why she got the five 
stars.

Verity was standing behind me. "I'm sure you know most of the audience," she 
sneered. "Those you don't know are my secretary Jody and my personal 
assistant Belinda. Now,' she said menacingly. "say hello to all your new 
mistresses."

"Hello, Mistresses," I said softly and received a jolting pain to my balls, 
rotating so the audience could see my twitching body.

"Now, puppy," she admonished as the pain subsided. "That's not the way you 
speak."

"Puppy says hello mistresses," I said quickly and more loudly. The women 
laughed and Tiffany was smiling coldly at me, her hand resting on her knees.


"That's better," laughed Verity. "Stick your tongue out again. Can you see 
the studs?" she asked the women and I saw them nod. Verity stood next to me. 
"Put it away. What do the studs do, puppy?" she asked.

"The studs make puppy a better pussy licker."

"Now," she said looking at the audience behind the glass, "based on his past 
performance, anything would be an improvement." The women laughed. "However, 
puppy has received a great deal of training and he's now adequate. Some of 
the girls in the audience can testify to that." I watched as Leonie leaned 
forward to speak to Tiffany.

"Do you like pussy, puppy?" Verity said.

"Puppy loves pussy," I said brokenly, ashamed.

"Puppy loves pussy some much, girls," she said to the audience, "he licked 
my lovers cum from my pussy right after he watched me get fucked by him." 
Astonishment swept through the audience and my face burned.

"You watched, didn't you puppy?" she sneered.

"Yes Mistress," I croaked. "Puppy watched."

"Now, you have admitted you have a tiny cock." I blushed. "Tell us about 
Harvey's cock"

"Harvey's cock was bigger than puppy's," I admitted, tears welling in my 
eyes.

"Much bigger," Verity said, smiling proudly to her audience. "And black," 
she added triumphantly and the audience gasped as they replayed their own 
private fantasies in their heads. "In case any ones forgotten," she said 
maliciously. "Let's have a look at puppy's little cock." I rotated slowly 
and exhibited my hard cock to the watching women. "Still hard. Deep down 
inside he loves this," Verity said to the women.

"Tell us, puppy," she continued. " When was the last time you fucked some 
pussy with that pathetic little cock?"

Frantically, I tried to think. "Just before this started......." I trailed off, 
tears running down my face.

Verity was relentless. "And who was that with, puppy?"

I hung my head. "Tiffany, mistress," I whispered and received a jolt of pain 
to my balls, rotating again as I jerked and struggled in the stocks. The 
pain left as I returned to face the audience again. "Puppy fucked Tiffany, 
Mistress," I shouted, sweat running from my body.

"Tiffany," Verity said in mock surprise. "And what was it like, Tiffany? One 
to five stars." Tiffany held up one finger and the audience laughed. "One 
star?" Verity said, mockingly. "Tiffany, he gave you five. Well, well. Did 
he lick your pussy, Tiffany?" A shake of Tiffany's head and Verity laughed. 
"Well, he will now, won't you puppy?"

"Puppy will lick pussy, mistress," I said hurriedly.

"Any pussy I say," Verity said triumphantly and turned to the glass. "Puppy 
will be available, ladies, for your use if you wish. Plenty of licking and 
you'll get your own controller to keep him in line. But," she warned. "No 
fucking." Verity looked coldly down at me. "Puppy doesn't get to fuck ever 
again."

My heart sank but my cock twitched in time with my racing pulse. I was 
desperate to come as I had been denied for so long.

"But," she said and I heard rustling behind me," that doesn't mean puppy 
misses out on fucking all together." Suddenly, I felt a jelly substance 
being applied to my ass and I felt afraid. Verity moved in front of me and, 
horrified, I stared at the strap on dildo that hung obscenely over her 
panties.

Opening my mouth to protest, I shut it quickly when I saw the controller in 
her hand. "Puppy wants to get fucked, don't you puppy?" she said menacingly.

Hanging my head, I accepted the inevitable. "Yes mistress."

"What!" she snapped.

"Yes Mistress," I gasped quickly. "Puppy wants to get fucked."

Verity moved behind me and the audience stared at me. I saw Tiffany's hand 
steal under her skirt and Leonie was rubbing the crotch of her jeans.

I felt her finger worm its way into me and I clenched my muscles in defence. 
"Don't," she warned and I willed myself to relax. Scared and humiliated, I 
wished this whole thing was over so I could avoid the gaze of the women 
before me.

"I'm going to fuck you now," she hissed and I felt the head of the fake cock 
press against my greased ass. Whimpering, I tried to move away but there was 
no escape as it slowly moved into my ass. A whirring sound and we started 
rotating to provide my audience with views from all angles.

The women were leaning forward to get a better look as Verity strained to 
get the dildo into my ass but I resisted. Suddenly, a blinding flash of pain 
to my balls and, as I screamed, my attention diverted, the dildo tore into 
me and slid all the way in.

Sobbing, I hung in the stocks as Verity laid against my back. "I'm in you, 
Jerry," she whispered. "Beg me to fuck you."

"Please fuck me, mistress," I sobbed.

"Look," she announced to the audience. "He's still hard. He loves being 
fucked. Don't you, puppy?"

"I love being fucked, mistress," I whimpered as she started to move in an 
out. Soon, as we rotated, she was slamming in and out of me as I rocked in 
pain to her growing lust.

The audience was intent, watching every movement of our obscene act as we 
rotated before them. Through my tears and my humiliation I saw Jana, 
Tiffany, Leonie and the others watching closely, Jana with a half smile on 
her beautiful young face. I wallowed in my shame and humiliation as my 
mistress pounded her fake cock in and out of me.

Suddenly, Verity screamed shrilly, groaned, held her position stiffly for a 
moment  and, then,  slumped against me. The women in the glass booth 
applauded as one as I hung my head, my ass on fire.

With an obscene plopping noise, she pulled out of my painful ass, unlocked 
me from the stocks and I slumped on the floor, cock throbbing.

"Does puppy want to come?" she asked, looking down at me, her black fake 
cock jutting from her panties.

"Yes, Mistress," I whimpered, driven to desperate need.

"Kneel here," she indicated a spot next to her long legs and I did. "Hold my 
cock," she commanded and I gingerly reached up and circled my hand around 
the huge weapon that had inflicted so much pain on me.

"Admit you are nothing but a slave to all women."

"I'm a slave to all women, mistress," I said loudly, flushing.

"Good," she said with satisfaction and the rotating stopped, leaving us 
facing the audience. "Hump my legs, puppy," she said.

The women behind the glass were obviously laughing as I rubbed my hard cock 
against my mistresses sheer black stockings. It felt wonderful.

"Look at me," Verity commanded and I looked up at her smiling face as I held 
her fake cock and humped wildly against her nylon legs. In seconds I was 
spurting over her stocking while the women in the glass booth cheered and 
applauded.

"Lick it up." I bent down and licked my come from the sheer nylon of my 
mistresses legs.
End Day Ten






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