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Subject: {ASSM} Story:  His and Her Weekend
Date: Wed, 24 Jan 2001 22:10:02 -0500
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His and Her Weekend
Copyright 1999 - 2001 by dolce_vie@yahoo.com
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His and Her Fantasy Weekend


  Steve and Donna had a good relationship.  They were both satisfied with 
their sex lifes.  Sometimes they would try new 'things' and kept their 
sex lifes interesting and exciting.  This is a story about but one spice.  
Steve and Donna decided that for one day each, 24 hours, of a long 
weekend, they would each be the other's sex slave.  It was decided that 
Steve would take from midnight Friday to midnight Saturday;  Donna from 
midnight Saturday to midnight Sunday.  Steve was full of ideas.  And, 
though Donna really liked the idea, was unsure of what to do.  The sex 
slave thing was not totally new to their repertoire.  Steve had always 
been the top.  Donna had her fantasies about topping Steve, but was a bit 
unsure. 


Steve's Sex Slave:

  Steve and Donna went for drinks after work and had a nice romantic 
dinner Friday evening.  When they got home, Donna was giggly and fidgety, 
excited about what was to come.  She knew that what ever was to come was 
going to be good.  She was anxious to get started.  Steve was taking his 
time, not rushing things, as was his style.  This drove Donna nuts at 
times, now in particular.  Steve said he wanted to watch the late news 
and late show before going to bed.  Needless to say, Donna was 
disappointed, but not turned off.  She sat on the sofa with him, watching 
TV, holding him and him her.  Steve, with his arm around Donna, softly 
stroked Donna's skin and sometimes her nipples through her blouse and 
bra.  She was in heaven.  No words concerning their play were exchanged.

  After the late show was over, Steve announced it was time for bed.  It 
was still not quite midnight.  Steve got up to go to bed without waiting 
for Donna, got ready and got to the bed, naked.  Donna took a few minutes 
longer.  She crawled into bed wearing a silk chemise and panties.  She 
snuggled in close to Steve and kissed him softly.  He returned her kiss, 
then turned her to her back.  Steve crossed his leg over her her thighs, 
pushing his crotch into the side of Donna's hips.  Steve reached over and 
began petting, stroking her; running his fingertips along where there was 
bare skin.  He caressed her stomach and breasts and thighs.  He very, 
very lightly stroked her crotch with his finger tips.  Donna could feel 
Steve's cock growing against her thigh.  "He's getting turned on as much 
as I am!", she thought to herself.  She reached between them and gently 
wrapped her fingers around his cock.  With that, Steve increased the 
pressure on his fingers and worked his finger between her lips through 
the panties.  She was wet.  His cock went hard immediately!  Steve kissed 
Donna softly on the lips, said "Goodnight" and rolled over to go to 
sleep.  Donna just lay theer on her back, gritting her teeth.  "How can 
you get me started and then just go to sleep like that?, she asked.  
Steve mumbled, "And no touching yourself!"  And went to sleep.  "So much 
for being his sex slave, this is not exciting at all.", she thought.  It 
took her a while to get to sleep, wanting badly to finish herself.  She 
knew better.

  The next morning, Steve awoke first.  Donna was on her side, back to 
Steve, in the fetal position.  Steve started rubbing and squeezing her 
bottom.  He rubbed and caressed her thighs and between her legs.  He 
pushed her top leg away from him so he could better get at her pussy.  He 
rubbed her lips pushed through her panties, between her lips.  Donna woke 
up and reached to Steve, caressing his arm.  She said, "Good morning" 
with a sleepy smile.  Steve responded, "Good morning my little sex 
slave!".  Her eyes widened.  Not only did he not forget, she knew she was 
in it!

  He poked his stiff cock into her back and push hard into her panties 
with his fingers.  She moaned and pushed her bottom into his hand.  He 
stopped that and smacked her bottom with his hand.  Then Steve rolled her 
on to her back and straddled her.  He sat on her stomach and took her 
arms, swung them over her head and held them there.  He leaned down to 
her and sucked and pulled each nipple hard with his teeth.  Then he 
kissed her.  He moved up on her chest such that the tip of his cock was 
at her mouth.  "Open up", he said.  She gave a little hesitation, but 
opened her mouth enough for him to push his cock into her mouth, just 
past the head.  The Steve used his knees to pin her arms at the shoulders 
in place and used his hands to roughly fondle her breasts.  He began 
pumping her mouth in quick little strokes, his balls slapping her chin.  
Donna sucked on his cock as if to keep it locked in her mouth.  Her hips 
gyrating, her legs twisting and turning as if to stimulate herself.  
Steve must have sensed her wanton.  He leaned on the one hand hard on her 
breast and reached back with the other hand between her legs and started 
rubbing her between her lips.  Donna moaned through her filled mouth.  
And Steve's new position pushed his cock further into his mouth.  Her 
hips straining to push into his hand.  She wanted more, she wanted it 
all.  Her swollen lips separated easily through her panties and Steve was 
able to find her clit.  Her wetness gave enough lubrication that she was 
already about to explode.  Just about the time her body jerked, Steve 
exploded inside her mouth.  She swallowed his cum while still managing 
continue sucking.  That was all she needed.  Her knees jerked 
uncontrollably and her body quivered as she exploded at Steve's hand.  He 
rolled off her, both relaxed a bit trying the catch their breath.

  Steve looked at her and said "Good morning.  If you need to go to the 
bathroom, now is your chance. It may be a while before you get another. 
And, I am going to watch." Donna shook her head yes, then no.  For as 
long as they had been together, Donna still had a thing about not being 
watched when she went to the toilet.  And so did Steve.  So they played a 
little game of trying to 'sneak a peek' at each other going to the 
bathroom.  Donna's protest about him watching was real.  As Donna got up 
to go to the bathroom, Steve noticed that Donna's panties were so wet 
that it looked as if she had already peed in them.  His semihard cock 
went to full attention at the sight.

  Steve waited a few seconds before following Donna to the toilet, 
waiting to give her a chance to sit down.  He stood just outside the door 
and watched.  Donna tried to cover herself and said, "Please go away!"  
He just chuckled and said, "NO!".  But then he realized he had to go too.  
And desperately!.  He took a few steps to go to the other bathroom but 
stopped as if thinking to himself.  He had come up with an idea!  He went 
back to Donna.  He said, "Pull your panties off your legs."  Donna 
protested.  "Now!", he commanded.  She pulled them from around her knees 
to her feet, stepped out of them.  "Now sit back an the seat and spread 
your legs!", he said in a terse tone.  Donna looked at him like he was 
crazy!  "Now!, he commanded again.  She was reluctant, but she scooted 
back on the seat and spread her knees.  "Sit up straight!", he snapped.  
"What are you doing?  You can't do this!" she cried.  "Yes I can.  
Remember you are my sex slave today and you agreed to do as I command!  
Remember?" he quipped.  She just shrugged her shoulders and said, "Yes, 
sir", half mumbling. Steve stood between her legs, took his cock in his 
hand and pointed it between her legs.  He peed at her crotch and between 
her thighs into the toilet, some of it getting onto Donna.  She closed 
her eyes and cringed until he finished.  He put his arms around her and 
hugged her by pulling her head into him.  He let go of her and shook the 
last drop onto her breast and went to start the shower.

  They both stepped into the shower.  After throughly wetting down, Steve 
shampooed Donna's hair, and helped her rinse.  He used the loofa to scrub 
her back.  He soaped her down, paying maybe a little too much attention 
to her breasts and inner thighs.  He loved doing that to her as much as 
she enjoyed getting it.  She soaped him down and of course making sure 
his cock was especially cleaned!  They held one another and erotically 
rubbed their slippery, soapy bodies together for a little while in the 
steamy air.  They rinsed each other off under the spray and finished 
their shower.

  After towelling each other off, they got dressed.  It was going to be a 
hot day and they wanted to be comfortable in comfortable clothes.  

  After breakfast, they just lounged around for a while.  Both were sated 
and needed to let a little wear off.  Donna did give Steve the 
occassional sideward smirk like that given to a child to say "you bad 
boy!, tisk, tisk."  Apparently referring to the totally new bathroom 
thing.  But Steve knew she loved it!  It was just new and a type of non-
sexual humiliation she was not used to.  Nor he for that matter.

  There was the usual "What do you want to do for lunch"  --"Whatever you 
want" for lunch.  They finally agreed to go out to a little cafe.  Then 
Steve went and got Donna's body harness from the 'toy box.'  She loved 
wearing the harness.  Steve made it for her.  It was strips of nylon 
webbing.  One went across her chest and just above her breasts, fastened 
in the back by velcro.  Another went across the middle of her breasts, 
rings for the nipples.  A third strip went just under her breasts.  The 
three horizontal strips around her chest were attached by short vertical 
strips that attached to rings that encircled the nipples.  When pulled 
tight, as she liked it, it crushed her breasts, bulging in quarters, 
nipples bulging out the center.  Another strip went around her waist.  
The center was attached by a vertical strip to the lower chest band.  The 
lower center had a long strip that went between her legs and attached at 
the waist in the back.  The harness made Donna constantly aware of all of 
her womanhood.  She was constantly stimulated.  Sometimes she even asked 
if she could wear it.

  "Stand up!", Steve ordered Donna, showing her the harness he had just 
retrieved.  "Take off your clothes."  Donna, showing her excitemnet, 
stood up and quickly shed her clothes and stood before him, arms at her 
side.  Steve walked around her, rubbing his hand over her body.  She 
moved into his touch.  "Lift your arms over your head", he told her.  She 
lifted her arms over her head.  Steve started putting her harness on her.  
The upper band, then loosely the second, then the third.  Donna helped 
him position her breasts so that the nipples were centered in the rings, 
then all were tightened.  The strip was put around her waist and 
tightened.  The center crotch strap was pulled between her legs.  "Pull 
your lips open.", she was told.  Donna reached down and separated her 
lips as the strap was pulled tight between her lips, cutting (but not 
severely) into her pussy and attached to the waist at the rear.  "Now get 
dressed and let's go to lunch.", Steve told her.  Donna had a problem 
wearing the harness in public.  Her breasts did not look 'natural', so 
she had to choose her clothes carefully.  This time she went for a very 
heavy cotton T-shirt with a loose vest and jeans.  She thought this would 
hide her enough.  But she always did think that others 'knew' what she 
was wearing under her clothes.  No need for bra and panties.  She was 
always held so close to the edge of orgasm that all she had to do was 
touch herself and she was there.  That was forbidden at all times.

  Lunch was uneventful, except that, at just the right(or could be wrong) 
time, Steve would reach behind Donna and pull her crotch strap.  A 
modified wedgy, she would gasp in pleasure.  Or he would stroke her inner 
thigh and push his hand hard against her crotch, pushing it into and 
stimulating her clit.  After a few minutes of wearing the harness, she 
would almost start begging for release.  But Steve was patient.  He knew 
(as did she) the release would come at his choosing and would be 
magnificent!

  After lunch they went shopping.  Not for anything in particular, just 
to get out together and pick up a few food items.  While walking the 
isles, Steve definately noticed Donna's little wiggle and little strange 
manuevers as she walked, trying to stimulate herself.  He just smiled to 
himself and give her an occassional tug on her crotch strap.  Making her 
gasp then moan.  This seemed to set her back to square one with herself 
and cause undo frustration.  Steve just smiled at her (dis)pleasure.  Or 
he would give her a smack on the bottom which he knew she would feel 
through her tight jeans against her skin.

  When they got home, Steve told her to take off her clothes, which she 
quickly did.  He had her stand in front of him so he could admire her.  
And she stood there proudly showing off her enjoyable hardware.  After a 
while, he walked up to her, put his hand on her crotch and began masaging 
her lips around the strap and pushing it into her clit.  He was not 
really surprised to find that her crotch was wet.  He leand down and took 
a nipple between his lips and sucked on it hard, pulling it out against 
the ring holding it back.  He used his other hand to roll her other 
nipple in his fingers.  Donna strained to keep her hands at her sides, 
thrusting out her chest, presenting her breasts to Steve's touch.  She 
closed her eyes and tilted her head back, taking in all sensations at 
once, wanting it to last forever.  She must have have three or four 
miniorgasms!  She wanted it all!  She wanted the big one! But she knew 
better!  Suddenly Steve stopped.  She sreamed, "NOoo! Don't stop!  Please 
don't stop!"

  Steve told her to sit on the sofa.  She did.  He unfastened the crotch 
strap.  It was totally soak in her juices where it sat in her pussy.  He 
was in heaven.  Steve told her to spread her legs wide.  She complied 
instantly.  Steve took out a very large dildo and ran in across her lips.  
She looked at it and kissed it as it brushed her lips.  He lightly ran it 
down her chin, across her breasts, down her stomach.  When he reached her 
pussy with it, her teased her.  He probed her opening and teased her 
clit.  She wanted it.  She wanted him!  It was large (about 2.25" in 
diameter and 7" long) and Steve eased it into Donna just about an inch.  
He used it to play with her opening.  Instinctively, Donna brought her 
hands around to the tops of her thighs.  Steve knew the next step she was 
going to take.  He immediately withdrew the dildo and pulled Donna's legs 
so that her bottom was just on the edge of the seat.  He got a length of 
rope and tied her hands together.  He pulled her hands over her head.  He 
secured her tied hands there.  Next, he took another rope, tied it to one 
ankle and pulled her legs open and secured her ankle to the leg of the 
sofa.  He did the same with the other ankle.  Donna was now immobile with 
full access to her sex.  Steve continued his probing of Donna's oen pussy 
with the large dildo.  He played with her for a while then inserted it 
fully, deeply inside her.  She pushed her hips to meet it as much as she 
could, moaning loudly in pleasure.  Steve just held it there for a 
minute.  

  Her juices were flowing to her anus.  He used her own juices to tease 
her anus.  Poking and probing, workig his fingers into her bottom.  She 
squirmed.  He inserted his completed finger into her now loose anus and 
rubbed her wall against the dildo inside her vagina.  She screamed in 
delight.  Grinding her hips into both his finger and the dildo.  Steve 
withdrew his finger from her.  She sighed and let her hips drop.  But 
Steve was not finished!  He took a small vibrator and using her own 
juices for lubrication, inserted it fully into her anus.  Donna gasped in 
pleasure, again using her hip motion to get as much sensation as she 
could.  Despeartely wanting release.  He turned on the vibrator in her 
anus and refastened the crotch strap, holding both the virator and dilso 
in their place.  Dona sqirmed and moaned and screamed.

  Steve was not finished with his little 'slave for a day'.  He got out 
her favorite flogger.  It was suede and not really designed to inflict 
pain.  It feels more like a pat over a wide area and it's soft, thin 
strips almost tickle when drug over sensitive skin.  And Donna had 
sensitive skin....over her entire body at this point!  Steve pulled the 
ends across Donna's stomach and breasts, along her inner thighs and 
across her pussy.  He used the flogger to slap her sensitive breasts, 
held distended in the harness.  Donna thrust forwad her chest for more 
and moaned.  He continued to use the flogger on her breasts until they 
turned red.  He then used the flogger on her pussy.  She jerked and 
thrust her hips forward, straining against her bonds.  With the next 
blows, she was screaming, "Stop!, Don't stop!, Pleaseeeee...more...no 
more!".  Mumbling something along the lines of "Just wait 'til its my 
turn!"  He ignored her pleas and continued to flog her pussy.  Her pleas 
and and screams and moans just egged him on!

  Steve really wanted to continue to 'torture' her, but his own desire 
for release was getting the better of him!  He kneeled between her 
splayed legs and loosened the crotch strap.  He very, very slowly 
withdrew the dildo from her pussy.  Donna acted like she was dying.  
Screaming louder now!  Steve pulled down his pants and freed his trapped 
cock.  It sprung, ready for action!  He positioned his cock at her 
opening and just held there, teasing her!  She tried to push her hips to 
get more of it, all of it!  She was so wet at this point, her juices were 
dripping.  Steve rammed his cocked into Donna's ready pussy!  She gasped! 
and ground her hips into him.  He withdrew slowly and thrust hard and 
deep back into her.  He began pumping her as hard and as fast as he 
could.  He wanted his release and his sex slave was going to give it to 
him!  Suddenly his legs stiffened.  Her whole body began to shake and 
quiver uncontrolably.  Steve exploded in orgasm, filling her with his 
juices amid her screams of orgasmic release.

  They both just lay there for what seemed forever.  He holding her, her 
body totally relaxed now.  Sated.  Steve got up enough strength to get up 
on the sofa, facing Donna, knees on either side of her hips.  She opened 
her weak eyes to see him position his still hard cock at her lips.  She 
could smell the combination of their combined sexes.  She opened her 
mouth slightly and barely stuck out her tongue.  He placed the tip of his 
cock, still dripping with his juices, on her tongue.  She cringed a tiny 
bit at the taste, but then opened her mouth wider and extended her 
tongue.  He pushed deeper into her mouth.  She instinctively closed her 
mouth around him, sucking, tasting her own love juices on top of his.  
She was noticably weak, but she devoured his cock with passion untill it 
was clean.  Steve withdrew from her mouth and weakly sat down next her on 
the sofa.  Donna licked her lips and then relaxed in her bonds, 
exhausted.

  But Steve was not finished!  He replaced the large dildo inside Donna.  
Then secured it again with her crotch strap.  The vibrator in her bottom 
had long since ran out the batteries.  He released her legs and hands 
from their bonds.  He helped her to stand up and helped walk her to the 
bedroom.  He lay her on the bed.  He tied her hands together loosely 
behind her back and fastened her legs together at the ankles and knees.  
Steve not sure just what he would do with Donna for the remainder of his 
time.  Wondering what she had in store for him!  He put his arms around 
her and they kissed and both drifted off to sleep.  

  They had been asleep for about two hours.  Donna woke first.  She had 
grow very uncomfortable with her holes plugged and had an extreme urged 
to go to the bathroom.  She nudged Steve with her body.  He did not wake 
easily. She kept pushing her bound body into him.  Finally! he woke up.  
She explained her urgent predicament.  Steve was too sleepy to rush.  He 
also stopped to think about how to handle her needs.  He sat up and 
untied her legs.  He told her to go!  She protested profusely!  Steve 
told her that if she had to go that bad, she should go.  She was not at 
all pleased with this.  This was a little more than she signed up for!  

  Suddenly she jumped out of bed as best she could with her arms bound 
behind her.  She could not fight the urge any longer.  Tears were flowing 
as she sat on the toilet just in time; her bladder exploded, spraying 
everywhere because of the crotch strap.  

  Steve started the shower and stood in front of Donna as she kept her 
head lowerd in shame.  Steve used a tissue and dried her tears.  He then 
pulled her forward and reached behind her and untied her wrists.  she 
slowly and weakly brought her aching arms forward and rubbed her wrists.  
He put his arms around her and held her, comforting her.

  He helped her up and led her to the shower.  Once in the shower he 
kissed and held her.  He massaged her body as he soaped her down.  This 
also served to clean her harness.  Her responses were weak.  She had been 
totally humiliated.

  He was feeling guilty he had pushed his love too far.  It was intended 
to be fun.  Hurting her was not fun.  He was not sure of where to go from 
here.  She never complained.  Even though she had agreed to be his slave, 
she could end it at any time.  She still wore her harness and her holes 
were still plugged.  She apparently did not object.  But she also did not 
appear to be sexually stimulated, the entire point for both.

  He finally decided to ease up and un did the crotch strap and carefully 
removed the dildo from her pusy and vibrator from her bottom.  She let 
out a little sigh of relief and gave him half a smile.  He made sure she 
was clean and reattached the crotch strap.  He rinsed her throughly.  He 
turned off the shower and dried her tenderly.  Neither said a word.

  It was still a little too early for dinner, so Steve left her to her 
own as he laid out some munchies for them, so they could munch while 
watching TV.  He sat on the sofa, naked, waiting for Donna to join him. 
After a couple of minutes, Donna came into the room, with half a smile 
and almost 'perky'.  Made him wonder just a bit.  She sat next to him, 
scooted up against him and began stroking him thigh and brushing his 
balls.  With her other hand she casually pick up a snack and started 
munching.  He reciprocated by stroking her thigh.

  Her thoughts then drifted to what she would do for her 24 hours.  She 
also wondered how his strength was holding up.  What else did he have in 
mind........

To Be Continued.....

  This story is incomplete.  Her part of the weekend has yet to start.
If you are interested in Steve's topping from the bottom, let me know.

Dolce Vie
dolce_vie@yahoo.com

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