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Subject: {ASSM} Nessus RP:Stocking Tops 3/30 (FD MC everything!)
Date: Thu,  4 Jan 2001 12:10:06 -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 3/30

by Nessus

MC FemDom Mast Humil



The next day, I went to work as normal, hoping that Hannah had believed she 
had taught me a lesson and would now leave me alone. I had to admit that, 
for the first time, I was really afraid of her.

Things got worse  That morning, I lost a sale I had been working on for some 
time and I slumped into my chair, staring at the wall.

The office door opened and Mandy walked in, shutting the door behind her. 
Stunned, I watched her sit down cross her legs and smile at me. "Mandy," I 
said, groping for something to say. "Look,......."

Mandy smiled and rested her hand on her hose. "Roy, darling, I want to show 
you something." The words rocked me, humiliation swept over me as I pulled 
my pants and underwear down and fell to my knees in front of her.

Staring up into those cold eyes, I tried to form words, to say something but 
I couldn't. "Look Roy," she sneered, revealing her gorgeous legs in sheer 
black stockings with lace tops, "Stocking tops!" My cock swelled 
immediately, the urge to cum was overwhelming and my hand caressed my cock 
in the now familiar pattern.

Gasping, I jerked and jerked, my body moving to the rhythm as Mandy giggled. 
I was getting close and she tossed me what appeared to be pink cloth. 
"Here," she laughed. "Cum in those." I picked it up. They were pink lace 
panties. "That's the closest you'll ever get to my panties again!"

I groaned as I spurted into the soft nylon, my body shuddering with the 
effort and Mandy clapped her hands in glee. "I love this!" she giggled.

Exhausted, I hung my head, humiliated. Mandy stood and looked down at me. 
"Wash those panties Roy, you'll probably need them tomorrow."

Shame washed over me. "Please, Mandy," I groaned, my face crimson as I knelt 
on the floor with my pants and underwear around my shoes. "Don't do this to 
me."

"I'll do what I like, Roy!" she snapped. "Make sure you have clean and dry 
panties tomorrow. Next time, I might invite some of the other girls into 
watch."

The door slammed behind her. I was ruined.
End Part 3/30.


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