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Subject: {ASSM} Nessus RP: Stocking Tops 2/30 (FD MC)
Date: Thu,  4 Jan 2001 06:10:04 -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!



Stocking Tops Part 2/30

by Nessus

MC FemDom Mast Humil


Anger mixed with humiliation swept over me. I dressed and stormed off to 
work. Of course, I rang Julie but she wouldn't come to the phone or answer 
my calls. What could I do, any way? It was her word against mine.

That night, I warily let myself into the house. Worried, I had stayed out 
for a while but finally, I had to go home. I heard female voices in the 
lounge-room and I thought I could slip by without Hannah seeing me.

"Roy," she called. "Is that you?" I slowly walked into the room and saw 
Julie sitting on the sofa with Hannah. "You remember Julie, don't you?" she 
said and they both laughed. I hung my head, my face flushing. "Want to see 
his party trick?" Hannah asked Julie.

"Please, don't," I said softly but she ignored me.

"Roy, darling, I want to show you something." On those words, I had lost 
control once more. Quickly, I stripped my pants and underwear down and fell 
to my knees in front of the giggling women.

Both women raised the hems of their skirts, revealing Hannah's black 
stockings and Julies white ones. "Look Roy," they cried in unison. "Stocking 
tops!" Again, my cock leapt into hardness, my hand gripped it and I started 
jerking off, rushing towards an inevitable orgasm while both women watched, 
sipped their champagne  and laughed.

She held out the glass jar and I could see my sperm from this mornings 
episode lying in. "Here," she ordered. "Cum in that." I reached the peak, my 
body shook as I pumped my seed into the jar until I slumped, head down with 
sweat running from my face.

"Quick, isn't he," commented Julie, a broad grin on her face.

Hannah nodded, took the jar from me and held it over my head. "Don't ever 
fuck around on me again, Roy," she said softly and poured the cum onto my 
head. Humiliated, sperm dripped down my face as I stared into those cold 
eyes and I knew I had lost respect and control.

On Hannah's instructions, I moved my clothes and personal items into the 
spare room. I guess it was now my room. As I lay on the bed, I could hear 
the two women laughing and talking into the night.
End Part 2/30.



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