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Subject: {ASSM} New Nessus:One Side of the Conversation (short)
Date: Sat, 17 Mar 2001 00:10:07 -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 may be offended by such material, use your intelligence and read 
no further - delete the file.  Otherwise ....enjoy!


One Side of the Conversation

By

Nessus

FD CB Mast Humil



"Darling, stop that and come over here for a moment. We need to have a 
little talk.  I know I told you to wash my clothes but you can finish that 
later. Sit here next to me."

"I'm sorry, darling, I know I shouldn't giggle but it does feel strange with 
you naked except for your little chastity belt thing while I'm fully 
dressed.  You think I would be used to it by now but, there you go."

"Darling, I have some good news and some news you may take rather badly. 
Don't interrupt. I would think you wouldn't want to get me angry, darling. 
You should know better. Well, I should think you would want to apologise. 
Now, stop kissing my feet and sit back here."

"Now, I think it's been about six weeks since I let you milk yourself. What? 
It's been ten weeks? My, how time slips away. No darling, I wasn't trying to 
punish you, I didn't realise it was so long. I do have other things on my 
mind, you know Martin can be demanding. Don't pout, darling, Martin is very 
good to me and not many women my age have such a young attentive lover."

"I find these tantrums of yours very irritating. You know this is your 
entire fault! You were the one caught embezzling, not me! And Martin was 
obviously attracted to me and that's why he proposed the arrangement. You 
could have refused, darling, prison can be quite acceptable these days. It 
was your decisions and your complaining just gets me upset. Don't keep 
apologising, my feet are getting wet from your drool. Sit up here on the 
sofa."

"Anyway, you remember Natalie, that nice lady doctor down at Croydon? I 
explained what had happened and she said males should not go for extended 
times without milking as it's bad for the prostrate or something."

"Why shouldn't I tell her? It's not a secret is it? It's just a chastity 
belt, for God's sake! I don't care how embarrassing it is for you. Can I 
finish? All right, get back on the sofa and there is no need to start 
kissing my feet the moment I raise my voice. This is the good news. She said 
you should get milked at least once a month."

"I know you said that, I just didn't believe you!. We both know you would 
tell me anything so you could get to play with that little thing of yours. 
I'm sorry, darling, but compared to Martin it is little. Don't be so 
sensitive. "

"That's not true, I didn't know that when I married you. We both know I had 
nothing to compare it to and now Martin says his is just normal size so we 
both know yours must be tiny. It's really not important any more so can we 
forget it and move on? So, I've decided you should be milked at least once 
every four weeks and you can circle the day on the calendar in the kitchen 
so I won't forget and you'll have something to look forward to. Now, that's 
the good news. The questions is, how should you be milked?"

"Darling, that is out of the question and it upsets me that you would 
suggest it. You should know better! You know Martin said I wasn't to touch 
any other cock than his and, frankly, I don't want to touch any others. His 
is enough for me and I just can't keep my hands off it. Anyway, jog my 
memory, darling, how did we milk you last time?"

"I remember now. I know I shouldn't laugh but it was funny. You milked 
yourself while I let you look at my pussy. You had this funny look on your 
face as you stared at it and pulled at your little thing.  I suppose that 
was nice for you as you don't get to see much of my pussy any more."

"I think you are being spiteful. I don't flaunt myself to make things 
difficult for you. We are husband and wife and I just forgot to wear my 
dressing gown after a bath. I did have a little giggle at that pained look 
you get on your face. Anyway, that won't happen again."

"I know you like to look at me but this is the bad news. Martin doesn't like 
anyone looking at me except him so I've agreed not to show myself to you 
again. I'm sorry, darling, but you don't get to see my breasts or my pussy 
again. I know it will be difficult for you but I must be fair to Martin."

"I'm shocked!  You are my husband, why would I let you look at another 
woman's pussy while you milk? That is completely out of the question."

"I said it's out of the question. Don't get me angry! Natalie tells me I can 
just milk your prostate with the chastity belt on by using my finger up your 
bottom and you won't feel a thing! Apparently, it just dribbles out."

"Stop kissing my foot, darling. I don't think I'll do it that way, not yet 
anyway. I'm going to let you milk yourself, darling, can you get the 
handcuffs?"

"You shouldn't run like that in the house, you nearly knocked over Aunt 
Georgina's vase. Yes, I can see you've got the handcuffs, lock your ankle to 
the sofa. Hurry up, I have to be at Martin's in half an hour and I don't 
want to keep him waiting."

"Good boy. Here's the key to the chastity thing."

"I'm sorry, darling, I know I shouldn't laugh but it is small compared to 
Martins. It's not your fault and I know nature can be cruel. Don't get 
upset. You can milk yourself now, darling and I have a little present for 
you. Here you are, a pair of my panties, the pink ones you used to love."

"Yes, I've been wearing them. You don't think I would give you clean ones to 
mess up, do you? Ooh how disgusting, darling, smelling them like that. You 
really are desperate, aren't you? Now, promise me you won't tell Martin. I 
know he'll get upset if he finds out you've been playing with yourself in my 
panties."

"Well, that was quick, darling. Martin takes forever and I use my mouth with 
him. You are so fast with just your own hand. A few rubs, a little spurt and 
it's all over until next month.  Lock the chastity thing on and I'll give 
you the key to the handcuffs."

"Darling, why ever are you crying? Don't you like married life?"


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