Message-ID: <32562asstr$1000919405@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@newsread2.prod.itd.earthlink.net> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail X-Original-Message-ID: <E6E63369.68BA@earthlink.net> From: Andrew Roller <roller666@earthlink.net> Reply-To: roller666@earthlink.net MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=iso-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: Tue, 18 Sep 2001 20:56:48 PDT X-ASSTR-Arrival-Date: Wed, 19 Sep 2001 03:56:48 GMT Subject: {ASSM} NND 2 of 4 Penitents Date: Wed, 19 Sep 2001 13:10:05 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2001/32562> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, gill-bates - NND --------------------------------------------------------- Visit my FTP site: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Roller/ <--click Click, or put the address into your browser. All my stories are there. --------------------------------------------------------------- Andrew Roller Presents NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS in Penitents Chapter Two She was amazingly well endowed for a 12-year-old. Jeff had one day to go before the call, when she arrived. Her parents didn't like the crowd she had begun to hang out with and, to get her away from her peers, sent her without warning to Jeff's father. "Which means I've got to take care of you," Jeff groused at the girl, even as he admired the size of her tits. "My Dad's never home." "It's okay," the girl answered. Her name was Peggy. `Pesty', Jeff had nick-named her, when he'd discovered her, sitting downstairs in the lobby. He had thought the phone call to his hotel room had been Alexandra calling, a day early! Now it turned out to be this girl-child. What was he going to do with her tomorrow when Alexandra phoned? "You're cute," Peggy told Jeff. He frowned. "I'm going surfing," Jeff told Peggy. Her eyes lit up. "You want to come?" he asked her. "Alright," Peggy said. "Let me change." Peggy went into the bathroom. In her absence Jeff stripped off his clothes and put on his Speedos. Then he sat on his unmade bed eating the breakfast the room service had brought up. He couldn't take his mind off Alexandra. It had been a tough week. He'd masturbated, of course, after she'd left him. How could he not have? But now he'd been valiantly saving himself. He didn't want the woman to find him wanting in the sperm department. His balls were aching by now, a whole week's worth jammed in there! He felt as if his sperm was going to come boiling up out of his throat. Suddenly the bathroom door opened. Peggy appeared. She was wearing a string bikini, her first, Jeff guessed. It cupped her growing breasts nicely, flower-prints adorning her sumptuous titties. Below her breasts were her ribs, visible on her slender body. Then her belly beckoned his eyes. It was flat and narrow, childishly soft. Her belly button was an "innie". Down further, where her hips gave a slight girlish flare, her bikini panties hugged her. They were sexy side tie panties, big skinny bows adorning her hips, the flower print of her panties matching her bra. Her legs were long and perfect, like slender white newly grown shoots on a plant. Her bare feet were small. Jeff saw to his surprise that the girl had painted her toenails; they were the same opal color as Alexandra's! "Are you a virgin?" Jeff asked Peggy, as the girl tied back her long blonde hair with a scrunchie whose pattern and color matched her bikini. "Why do you ask?" Peggy said. She gave her hips a sexy young wiggle as she spoke, as if she hoped the reason for Jeff's question was the magnificence of her body. "You look terrific," Jeff said. And she did, he had to admit, even if she was young like the girls on the beach who were always ogling him. Jeff felt his penis harden in his Speedos. An unwanted blush came to his face. Without answering Jeff's question, Peggy gave the boy a sidelong glance. She walked over to her purse. She opened it. To Jeff's astonishment, she pulled out a leather collar. She put it to her neck. She buckled it. "I'm into bondage," Peggy said to Jeff. Open-mouthed, the boy stared at the 12-year-old girl. The collar on her bikini-clad body made her look incredibly sexy. The next thing Jeff knew, the girl had reached into her purse again, and this time she pulled out a leather whip. The handle was short but the thong was long, at least two feet in length. Jeff looked again at Peggy's purse. It was a little fur-covered number, delicate and soft. He imagined the whip coiled up in it, like some waiting snake. What was Peggy planning to do with that whip, Jeff wondered, as the girl experimentally cracked it on the air? "Turn around," Peggy told Jeff. "Huh?" Jeff asked. Peggy gave her whip another crack. "Do as I say!" Peggy barked at the boy. Jeff was too full of sperm to resist this command, even if the girl was just some little child. Thinking of Alexandra, he turned around. "Pull down your swimsuit," Peggy told Jeff. To her astonishment the older boy obeyed. He presented his ass to her, small and white and gently lined in the crack with hair, a perfect target. It was too much for a little girl to resist. Crack! The whip went, Peggy bringing it down on Jeff's ass. The boy let out a wail. It felt as if a flight of bees had gone zipping down his right ass cheek. Immediately he reached between his legs and grabbed his balls. As the whip left him, he had felt the air it stirred come dangerously close to his crown jewels. With his cock sticking out, clutching his balls with one hand and biting his fist with his other, Jeff received the whip a second time. Once more Peggy hit his right cheek. The skin that had been scorched before was struck again, cruelly, it seemed to Jeff, though in fact Peggy had no experience at all with the whip. It was just something she'd picked up at the airport, a curiosity. The collar was the same, something that had piqued her interest, shocking her at first and then getting her, at the last minute before she left the airport, to come back to the store and buy it. Now here she was, a total virgin, dominating a 16-year-old boy! "Whee!" Peggy said, and hit Jeff again, once more striking his right ass cheek. To Jeff the feeling of the whip was incredible. He was strong and attractive, any girl would do as he asked. Yet here he was, reduced to shouting painfully and holding his balls as his ass was tortured. The pain was almost unendurable; he'd never felt anything like it! Yet it seemed somehow to inspire him, to make his cock throb as it had never throbbed before. To be forced, to be commanded, it was a new experience for him. He was used to giving the orders and having young girls obey, to the point of tedium. Now here he was, completely without any control over the situation. Peggy was making his ass hurt very badly and despite his fear of being injured, of being somehow incomplete for Alexandra, he didn't want the punishment to stop. Crack! The whip went, and this time Peggy managed to hit Jeff's left ass cheek. "Are you going to ask me if I'm a virgin again?" Peggy said to Jeff. "No," Jeff groaned. "Very good," Peggy said. She stopped hitting Jeff and returned her whip to her purse. Then she took off her collar and put that in her purse too. "People would think I'm strange if I went swimming in it," Peggy said to Jeff, smiling and flushing a little as he turned and faced her. His hands flew back to his ass. Never had it stung like this and he savored the feeling of it, the way it made his life more challenging. How would the salty sea feel against his newly wounded bottom? Jeff gulped. "Don't show off your penis to me," Peggy said to Jeff. "I'm only 12." Hastily Jeff pulled up his swimsuit. Unfortunately his cock was rock hard and there was no way he could stuff himself back into his Speedos. Not, at least, while this little minx was in the room. "Go on ahead and I'll join you downstairs," Jeff said to Peggy. "Alright," Peggy said. "If you touch my purse I'll kill you." She turned and walked toward their hotel room door. She gave her ass an exaggerated wiggle as she walked. It was the smallest, tightest ass Jeff had ever seen and, despite the girl's youth, he found his mouth watering over her bottom, even as he clutched his own. "I won't," Jeff said. Yet the minute Peggy was out of the room he rushed to her purse. Frantically he rubbed his erection against the fur of her purse, keenly aware that her whip and collar were coiled up inside it. When Jeff was sure he was going to burst, he suddenly dropped the purse. "Oh God!" Jeff cried, lifting his eyes to the ceiling. What was happening to him? Just a week ago he'd been an easygoing young guy, without a care in the world. Now, thanks to some cop, he was turning into a bondage freak! He was going to agree to let Alexandra punish him-- well, he didn't want to go to jail, did he? But what had he just done with little Peggy? `Pesty', he reminded himself. Why was he so proud of himself for dropping his swimsuit for her and letting her whip him? His father had never spanked him, now suddenly here he was in an expensive hotel, letting some girl-child whack his ass, probably to amuse herself at how dumb and gullible boys were, once they saw her in her bikini. Damn, a month ago he would have had a little slut like that spread-legged on the bed, startled at the indriving force of his cock in her cunt! Now he was the victim, and willingly so. He gave his ass a vigorous rub, wincing at how tender his skin felt. Then he went into the bathroom. There, in a full-length mirror, he examined himself. A red welt decorated his right ass cheek. His left was bright with a swathing red mark. The sight of his injuries made Jeff's cock even harder. He had to stand in the bathroom for almost an hour, his swimsuit down around his knees, before his cock softened enough for him to cover it up. 30 ----------------------- Dreamgirls! ----------------------- -- More stories at: http://groups.google.com/ Search by typing: roller666@earthlink.net Click on "Power Search" Change "standard" archive to "complete" archive. -- Other providers: IFLC: http://assm.asstr-mirror.org and http://asstr-mirror.org Anya's Lil' Hideaway: http://www.insatiable.net/ Silver: http://www.mr-yellow.com/goodies The Backdrop Club: http://www.backdrop.com Usenet Newsgroup: alt.sex.stories.moderated -- Great art books by David Hamilton and Jock Sturges are at: http://www.amazon.com http://bn.com (photos of naked little girls) -- Naked little girls/politics: http://www.AlessandraSmile.com Man/boy love: http://www.nambla.de Politics: http://www.lp.org http://www.isil.org http://www.fear.org http://www.fija.org http://www.aclu.org -- Naughty Naked Dreamgirls (Library of Congress ISSN: 1070-1427) is copyright 2001 by Andrew Roller. 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