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Subject: {ASSM} A Six Pack of Hecate by Katie McN (F+F, NC, Blackmail,  Parody, RP)
Date: Sun, 26 Aug 2001 14:10:03 -0400
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A Six Pack of Hecate

By Katie McN <katie@katiemcn.com>


I'd love to hear what you think about my story. Drop me a line at
katie@katiemcn.com

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Hecate was so excited! She was finally going to meet Katie McN.

H could hardly believe that Katie would be able to arrange for
the Space Shuttle to land at Heathrow just to pick her up and
take her to Texas. And yet, here she was landing at Midland
International Airport at the start of her exciting adventure.

H was the only passenger on the Shuttle this trip. So, she was
able to sit up front in the copilot's chair for the entire flight.
How wonderful!

When the shuttle finally landed at Midland International, Hecate
started to thank Captain Kristy for the exciting flight. But,
before she could finish, a car came speeding toward the shuttle
from around the back of the terminal. It seemed to be moving at
over 200 MPH and was heading directly toward the large space
craft now securely moored on the landing strip.

Why, the racing sports car moved like a red flash of light in the
dusky shadows of early evening.

"Look, that's an Aston Martin DB4. My, that car must be 30 years
old and in such perfect condition." Hecate was surprised to see a
marvel of British Engineering here in Texas.

She watched the car brake into a power slide that brought the
driver side door almost flush against the passenger stairway.

Hecate ran to the passenger stairs and didn't stop running until
she was finally down on the ground next to the sexy vehicle. The
young British girl was standing motionless on the runway when the
driver side car door slowly opened and a mysterious woman stepped
from the car.

Hecate, knew who this must be. Yes, yes, it was Katie McN!

Hecate recognized the incredibly beautiful woman from the picture
Katie sent her along with an autographed copy of her recent best
selling book, "Claudette of the North".

Hecate expected Katie to be some larger than life icon, but no.
Katie seemed so down to earth and very much like all the girls
back home in Swathford on Leaky.

Well, perhaps the clothes were a little different.

Hmmm. Katie certainly was not dressed like the girls back home.
That's for sure.

A very short, red leather mini-skirt that revealed most of the
details of Katie's extremely attractive legs.

Katie's legs looked even more interesting because of the 5 inch
heels she was wearing. Why, Hecate never saw a young girl wear
such shoes. My goodness.

Katie was wearing a tee shirt that stopped about two inches above
her shiny leather belt. The shirt moved provocatively up and down
over her very flat tummy as she strolled toward the shuttle. It
seemed that every one of Katie's steps revealed just a little
more skin. Why, every man in the place was staring at her. She
certainly was the most beautiful girl Hecate had ever seen.

Hecate was staring, too.

Katie's gorgeous blonde hair was silky and thick. It draped over
her shoulders in rippling waves that cried out to be touched.

At first, it was difficult for Hecate to guess just how tall
Katie was. The high heels added quite a bit to her height. She
finally guessed Katie was around 5' 7" in her bare feet.

Katie's body was quite nice to look at, too. She was slender and
couldn't weigh more than 117 well proportioned pounds at the very
most.

The Texas Rose had well rounded breasts and a butt that looked
sooo sexy on her rangy frame. Hecate never saw such an incredible
body on any woman.

H was so shocked when she noticed Katie was not wearing a bra!

Katie's boobs bounced and jiggled under her loose tee shirt in a
very provocative way as she walked toward Hecate with a look of
pure lust on her face.

Everyone was watching Katie and no wonder.

But Hecate was watching more intently than the others.  With the
proof she had about Katie's criminal activities, she was really
going to have some fun.

Hecate noticed Katie was carrying a six-pack of long neck
bottles. No, it couldn't be, she was sure she saw the Cervesa
Hecate logo on those bottles of beer.  Oh, well she thought,
she'd have something cold to drink as she amused herself with
Katie later in the evening. She was longing to have this little
Miss over her knee for some fun and games. Later, she imagined
Katie with her head up her skirt, a nice shiny black leather
little number............

---

Lady Hecate is one of the richest women in the world.

And, unlike many other English aristocrats who rely on the title
and wealth handed down over generations, she lifted herself from
a humble beginning to take her proper place as a veritable scion
of British society.

A few years ago, Hecate invented a computer database program
which she called Access. She subsequently licensed the program
rights to Bill Gates and Microsoft for several hundred million
dollars.

Hecate used these funds to acquire over 200 breweries in Mexico
and gained a monopoly over the production of beer in that
country. She was able to drive the price of beer sky high. Why,
the poor Mexican campesinos had to pay as much as 2 or 3 centavos
for a single long neck. (Translator's Note for Foreign People:
Texas patois for a beer bottle. Second Translator's Note for
Texans: Patois means slang partner.)

While everyone knows that the Hecate Brand of beer is the sales
leader world wide, few realize that Hecate devised the recipe and
brewing techniques, which now dominate the industry, over a long
weekend at the Luxford On Paunch resort in Whickinghamshire.

Always looking for new adventures, the darling girl purchased a
number of haute couture fashion maisons where she installed some
distinguished looking people who pretended to be the owners.

Her fashion empire includes the distinguished establishments of
Yves Saint Lauren, Versace, Sergio Rossi and Galliano. She paid
these people so well that they never told anyone who the real
owner was, and, certainly never considered leaving no matter how
difficult matters might get.

Once a year, Hecate acquired a complete wardrobe from her Yves
Saint Lauren boutique. Of course, Yves would have preferred to be
in some Paris hotel room with a 12 year old boy who would beat
his naked body soundly with an oak cane. But, on the special day
when Hecate toured the plant, he was more than attentive to her
every whim and need.

Yves realized that his only other employment opportunity was
limited to men's room attendant at some seedy Bosnian Restaurant
in Montmartre, and so he would do anything to please the grand
dame. Many of the humiliations she forced on him seemed to be in
fun, but he still did not understand why she made him stroll
through the halls of YSL in silk boxer shorts, singing Conway
Twitty songs. She explained it to him once, but he was never
really clear on the details.

Shoes were always a weakness for Hecate. She found that there was
nothing like a tastefully appointed 5 inch, stiletto heel to make
a girl feel so very feminine. Every January, all normal work
stopped at the Sergio Rossi studios in Milan. Yes, it was time to
create the delicate footwear and assorted leather goods Hecate
would use during the next 12 months.

Sergio did not oversee the production of shoes alone. No, no. The
master craftsman produced a wide range of whips, harnesses,
straps, bindings, masks, cuffs and other bondage items so favored
by the people of the British Isles. The house slogan "Quality is
As Quality Does" never meant more.

Hecate would have no one other than Donnatella Versace herself
supervise the manufacture of her leather undergarments. It
required the year round efforts of more than 200 Italian
grandmothers to simply tan the skins used in the creation of
Hecate's hidden secrets. The leather came from the hides of lambs
no older than 14 months. The tanning process produced a finished
product with the look and feel of urban silk.

Donnatella worked for a minimal stipend at this labor of love.
Just seeing the lovely Hecate in leather suspenders and seamed,
black silk stockings was enough payment for Donsie (as Hecate
playfully called her). She felt she had died and gone to heaven
on the rare occasions when Hecate let Donnatella use her tongue
to savor the sweet juices that flowed like the nectar of the gods
from Hecate's love box.

It was rumored that Hecate had some very explicit pictures of the
Queen and that she used John Galliano as a go-between whenever
she needed that just right piece of jewelry from the royal
collection to set off an outfit. Hecate must have something on
John G, as well, given the strange attire and affectations he had
to endure over the years at her bequest.

---

And now back to our story...

Katie observed the incredibly exotic foreign woman standing on
the runway next to the car. She was far more beautiful than any
picture could convey.

Hecate wore a very short, shiny, black leather mini-skirt that
revealed seamed black silk stockings and 5 inch high heels.

The fashion diva wore a silk blazer that ended about two inches
above her shiny leather belt. A single button kept the coat from
completely exposing the two most enticing breasts Katie had ever
seen. Why, every man in the place was staring at Hecate. She
certainly was the most beautiful girl Katie McN had ever lusted
over.

Hecate's gorgeous raven brown hair was silky and thick. It draped
over her shoulders in rippling waves that cried out to be
touched.

At first, it was difficult for Katie to guess just how tall
Hecate was. The high heels added quite a bit to her height. She
finally guessed Hecate was around 5' 7" in her bare feet.

Hecate's body was quite nice to look at, too. She was slender and
couldn't weigh more than 117 well proportioned pounds at the very
most.

The Flower of British Womanhood had well rounded breasts and a
butt that looked sooo sexy on her rangy frame. Katie never saw
such an incredible body on any woman.

Katie was so excited when she noticed Hecate was not wearing a
blouse or bra!

Hecate's boobs bounced and jiggled under her loosely buttoned
coat in a very provocative way as she walked toward Katie with a
look of pure lust on her face.

While this was the first time the two lovelies met in person,
they embraced as if they had known each other forever. The
persons standing around the Space Shuttle gawked in stunned
disbelief in the presence of these two stellar beauties.

Even with Katie helping her into the car, Hecate had a difficult
time getting into the passenger seat of the sleek sports vehicle.
Somehow her leather skirt rode up in such a way that Katie had an
unobstructed view of the skin between the top of Hecate's leather
thong and the delicate leather garter belt holding up her silk
stockings. After, a few moments of struggle, the two delightfuls
were finally able to get into the Aston Martin and streak off
toward the I 20 Expressway, known locally as the Gateway to Big
Spring.

It was fortunate that Katie had driven this highway so many times
because she could hardly take her eyes of the vision of
loveliness sitting next to her in the car. Hecate made no attempt
to adjust her leather skirt which by then had ridden up well over
the top of her nylons revealing the metal snaps and leather
garters that held her stockings firmly in place. Katie noticed a
tiny patch of material from Hecate's thong peeking out at her
from the lush confines of the vee at the top of the most gorgeous
legs Katie had ever seen.

Hecate was quite interested in the exciting scenery along the I
20 expressway. As the young British girl turned to look this way
or that, Katie was able to see one or both of her succulent
globes as they playfully revealed themselves and then hid again
inside the expensive silk jacket.

It was fortunate for Katie that they soon arrived at the stately
McN Mansion in Big Spring or she would have been forced to
relieve her tensions right there on the highway.

The stately McN Mansion was located on 53 thousand acres just
North of Big Spring, TX. The main house looked very much like the
White House, except much larger. It had 197 rooms, including the
Davey Crockett Theater where every year the top ten grossing
country acts were allowed to play the room to the delight of the
15 or 20 invited guests. Katie was thought to have spent over $12
million on this event last year.

You could feel the tension in the air as the two women faced each
other in the H. L. Hunt Library room. Katie had just finished
showing Hecate her autographed collection of Peter Parker
stories. During a lull in the conversation, Katie offered Hecate
another mason jar full of Amontillado. Both girls were a little
flushed after drinking a couple of six packs of Hecate and a half
gallon of tequila. The distinctive taste of this fine wine would
set things off just fine.

Hecate was really beginning to enjoy Katie's company. She almost
hated what she was going to do next, but she just couldn't help
herself and decided it was time to move forward with her plan.

"Katie I have the original copies of several manuscripts here."
She threw some dog eared papers on Katie's desk with obvious
disdain. Katie didn't know what to make of this turn of events.

"I had my attorney, Daphne Xu, review these stories. She found
that you used under age characters in every one of them. Why, in
Mother Knows Best you had a 13 year old girl enjoy sex with two
adults including a woman. You implied that she would be having
sex with her stepmother on a regular basis. And, look at this
Claudette of the North story. The two little girls you have
getting drunk in a "tittie" bar are only 14. The lesbian sex
between those two is just shocking, and it certainly is
disgusting that you would have the poor innocent Canadian girl's
first time be an eight person gang bang. A Letter to Vanessa may
be the most disgusting one of all. Why, who would ever think to
write a romantic story about two 13 year old girls' first time
lesbian encounter. Outrageous."

Daphne told me that you could get 20 years on a chain gang here
in Texas for writing such sinful stories."

Hecate knew she was in control now. She smiled at Katie and said,
"Katie, twenty years seems like such a long time. Perhaps if you
are cooperative, we can work something out." Her clipped, English
accent added something sinister to her suggestion. It certainly
got Katie's attention right away.

"Look a here, Miss Hecate. I sure enough didn't mean anything by
my writin'. I figure I fell in with bad companions and didn't
know what I was doing." Katie was clutching at rustic straws, and
Hecate knew it. She had her now.

"Let's quit fooling around, Katie. I've got you by the boobs and
you only have two choices. You can either do just what I say, or
you can go off to the slammer for the next twenty years. The
choice is years, baby."

Katie was shocked. She never thought that a person of Hecate's
quality and refinement would stoop to blackmail to get her way.
Katie felt she just had to go along to avoid any problems.

"All right, Hecate, what do you have in mind?"

"First, I expect you to call me Miss Hecate, do you understand?"

Katie could hardly speak and finally said, "Uh, yes Miss Hecate."

"Ah, very good Katie. Now let's have some fun, shall we." Katie
stood quietly in stunned silence. She had so much looked forward
to an exciting weekend with a fabulous English Society babe.
Instead, a cheap blackmail plot. How horrible!

"Katie, I can see we have a real problem here. You'll have to
learn to speak when you're spoken to, girl. I'm not used to
people ignoring me when I talk." Hecate pulled a straight back
chair into the middle of the room. She sat down and signaled
Katie to stand next to her. Hecate removed a 14 inch riding crop
from her handbag and flexed it a few times to make sure Katie
could clearly see the nasty little tool.

"All right Katie, I think it's time for you to understand just
who is in charge now. Okay, strip off your skirt so I can apply a
little education to your fine looking ass. NOW, Katie."

Katie was not used to anyone speaking to her in a harsh tone of
voice. She quickly complied with Hecate's order hoping she would
not raise her voice again.

Katie usually did not wear panties and this day was not an
exception. She stood in front of Hecate in her tee shirt and 5
inch high heels with nothing on in between these two clothing
items. Hecate looked on with obvious lust at the sight of this
sexy woman in such a vulnerable situation.

"My, my, Katie you certainly look fetching standing there with
your private areas exposed. Quite a nice looking pussy, if I do
say so, and it feels so nice, too." Hecate had her hand in
between Katie's legs and was slowly massaging her well trimmed
blonde bush. Just, dialing "O" on the little pink telephone.

Hecate let her middle finger trail up and down the pink slit
between Katie's legs. She slowly moved her finger from Katie's
clit all the way back to her tiny little asshole. She applied
just the tiniest bit of pressure on that dark circle before
moving her finger back to the clit where she rubbed and teased
until Katie was squirming in an obvious state of arousal.

"All right Katie, it's time to show me your tits. Off with the
tee shirt. Let's go. I don't have time to waste."

Katie quickly removed her shirt and stood before Hecate in
nothing but her high heels.

"All right now Katie, bend over so I can feel those fine looking
boobies. Oooh, your tits are so nice. Why, even though they
jiggle around, they still are very firm and so nice to squeeze.
You do like this, don't you Katie? You do want me to keep doing
it, don't you girl? ANSWER ME!"

"Yes, yes, Miss Hecate, I like you playing with my titties.
Please, don't stop."

"Well before I really get serious, I have to teach you a little
lesson. Pretty soon you'll learn how to answer as soon as I ask
you a question. Okay, now lay down on my lap, Katie. Face down,
let's go now."

Katie laid herself across Hecate's shiny black mini skirt. Her
ass was sticking up in the air providing Hecate with easy access
to her personal areas. Hecate took the opportunity to examine
Katie's cute butt. She squeezed and massaged Katie's wonderful
ass, taking plenty of time to enjoy every little nook and cranny.

After a few minutes, she slapped Katie's fine looking posterior
with her riding crop. She hit her several more times causing red
marks to appear on the young girl's well formed booty. Hecate
enjoyed the moment and looked forward to many years of pleasure
humiliating and abusing the voluptuous darling girl.

Her thoughts brought her to a high state of arousal, and Hecate
could feel a burning between her legs that cried out for the
tongue of Katie McN. Hecate had thought of nothing else since she
left her home in Swathford on Leaky.

"Katie, it's time to get your knees dirty, girl. I want you to
get on the floor in between my legs. Get your pretty head up under
my shiny black mini-skirt where it belongs.

Hecate pulled her skirt up around her waist and pushed her
leather throng to the side to allow Katie easy passage to
Hecate's sweet, rosy, obtainable desire.

The sight of the beautiful blonde girl kneeling down in front of
Hecate was amazing. The two most beautiful women in the world
were ready to join in the most intimate sex two women can have
with each other.

Hecate still had her high heels on. Her skirt was pushed up
around her waist providing an unobstructed view of her black
leather garter belt and suspenders. The seams of her black
stockings remained in perfect alignment as she awaited the
ministrations of the sexy blonde.

Katie wore nothing but her high heels. She could tell by looking
at Hecate's swollen pussy that the girl was more than ready for
Katie's tongue to slide into her and relieve her tensions.

Katie was easily able to probe Hecate's pussy with her tongue.
She could taste the love juices that already formed in Hecate's
secret garden of joy.

Katie moved her tongue over Hecate's clit. Slowly, at first, and
then with more pressure and speed. She was able to massage
Hecate's clit with her tongue in ways that Hecate had never felt
before. The young British girl was not used to losing her
composure like this.

Hecate tossed and squirmed in the chair. She had a difficult time
maintaining her balance. It was pretty obvious that Katie McN had
done this sort of thing many times before and was quite expert.
Hecate had never had an experience to match what Katie was able
to do in just a few seconds.

Within a minute, Hecate had the biggest orgasm of her life. She
screamed with joy as she came in waves of pleasure. Her orgasm
continued on and on, like the endless tides crashing on the beach
in a winter storm.

Hecate was finally able to get control of herself and noticed
that several other persons had entered the room.

"Hecate, I'd like to introduce myself. I'm Special Agent Katie
Richardson of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. This is my
associate, Claudette de Pardieu of the Royal Canadian Mounted
Police and the other four women are from the Texas Rangers.

"Hecate, you are under arrest for attempted blackmail and forced
sexual activities with a person of the same sex. Both of these
crimes are punishable by the death penalty here in Texas, as are
just about every other crime a person might commit here."

Hecate found that she was a victim of a sting operation. Even
worse, she learned that her attorney, Daphne Xu, was secretly on
the payroll of McN Industries and had been giving her bogus legal
advice all along. How could Hecate know that the age of consent
in Texas was 25 for males and 12 for females. That meant Katie
could not be charged for any of the alleged story crimes.

Katie seemed a little disturbed as she stood there in nothing but
her high heels. "How come you cops waited until after I got it on
with the chick before you came in and arrested her."

Officer Katie R just laughed and said they hadn't seen sex that
hot in a long time and decided to see how it turned out before
they disturbed anything. They just couldn't see breaking up
anything that looked that good.

Hecate was in tears. She had blackmailed hundreds of people and
never had anything this terrible happen to her. She could not
imagine living on death row while her attorneys appealed the case
to no avail for the next 42 years before she was executed. What
was she going to do?

Hecate turned to Katie McN and said, "I'm willing to do anything
you say, if you will save me from prison and the death penalty."

This was the moment Katie was waiting for. "Okay British Babe hop
up on the desk. Now, when I holler out an item of clothes, I want
you to take it off like you been working at the 5th and Main
Follies all your life. You got that?"

Katie and the police watched as Hecate did a bump and grind while
slowly stripping off her skirt. Katie made her take off her coat
next and they all watched as Hecate danced on top of the antique
desk in her leather garter belt, thong, stockings and heels.

Every one of the women was getting excited watching the incredible
sight of a member of the British Peerage do a hot strip tease.

Hecate slowly removed the remaining items of clothing to the
screams and cheers of her audience. For some odd reason, she was
getting turned on by all the attention. How interesting.

"Okay, Hecate, it's your turn to do a little work, girl. Get your
ass over here between my legs and start gobblin' little darlin'."

Hecate quickly moved to the center of the room where she went
down on Katie much to the approval of the police officers.

Hecate was also quite experienced in the ways of tongue fucking.
She decided to make Katie sweat before she would let her come.
Several times Katie thought she would be able to get off, just
before Hecate stopped and let her arousal subside, just a little
bit.

Finally, Katie came. She had an orgasm so far beyond anything she
had ever felt before that she almost passed out from pleasure.
Hecate was pleased that she could get Katie off like this.

"Okay, Hecate, I want you to remember how you did that, cause
you're going be doing it a lot over the next few years. In the
meantime, I do think you owe it to the officers to help them out
a little bit seein' as though you got 'em so hot with all this
action."

Hecate looked back at the officers and found that all six of them
has taken off their clothes and were standing there in nothing
but their high heels or cowgirl boots.

Claudette was putting on a strap-on while Katie R lay down in
front of Katie McN's chair.

"Hecate, I want you to sit on Katie R's face while you do a
little muff diving on my pussy." Hecate got right to it because
she needed the feel of Katie R's tongue pressed against her clit.
If she didn't get off soon she would just explode from the
tension.

Claudette greased up the strap-on and wasted no time poking
Hecate in the ass. She got going in time with every one else and
soon the threesome looked like a well oiled sex machine.

The four Texas Rangers officers wanted to get in on the action,
too. Normally they only had male prisoners to sexually abuse and
this sure looked like more fun to them.

Two of the officers took Hecate's hands and pressed them into
their tight pussies. Hecate knew what she was supposed to do
right away and got into some truly exceptional beaver bashin'
with the lady cops.

The other two officers had been eyeing Hecate's exquisite breasts
and couldn't wait to get their hands on them. They didn't have
long to wait.

Hecate had to raise herself up so she could continue to lick
Katie McN and also give the Texas Ranger Ladies hand jobs. When
she got herself into position, her tits started to jiggle and
bounce around. Every woman in the room wanted to put those mounds
into their mouths, they looked so good on display. The other two
Lady Texas Rangers were the first, but certainly not the last
ones, to enjoy the pleasure of Hecate's tits.

No, no. Everyone took turns changing positions and having Hecate
do things that none of them had ever experienced.

As the night progressed into morning, Katie brought out several
14" vibrators, a dog leash, dog collar, ben-wa balls, dildos, hot
oil, Spanish Fly and a dozen other little helpers designed to
keep the party going for a lot longer than anyone thought
possible.

If she had been able to count, Hecate would have realized that
she had more than 50 orgasms during the course of the orgy and
gave just as many to the lucky women who were there with her.

---

The alarm went off at 11 AM.

At first Hecate didn't know where she was. Finally, she realized
that she was in bed with Katie McN on day two of her exciting
vacation.

Where did that terrible dream come from? My goodness, Katie is
the most wonderful person she could ever imagine. Why would she
dream that she would do such terrible things to Katie?

Hecate turned and saw Katie smiling at her before the two women
encircled each other with their arms and legs. Tenderly at first,
but then with more passion and desire. Their kiss lasted for what
seemed like more than forever. Certainly the start of a wonderful
relationship, or at least, incredible sex for the next two
months.

The End

By Katie McN
katie@katiemcn.com


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