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Subject: {ASSM} Debi's Tale - Chapter 27
Date: Thu,  7 Mar 2002 05:10:12 -0500
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Greetings, from the sordid data banks of Mister 
<Z> Hisself.  The following story is, as always, 
my property.  Read it.  Enjoy it.  Pass it 
around (if you feel the need).  But please DO 
NOT change the text.  It took me long enough to 
get it to this stage, and changing it will only 
tend to tick me off.

Also, as you're reading it, please.try to keep 
you're hands out of you're pants (or panties, 
should that apply).  Of course, you won't be 
able to, but at least try.  I dare you.

If you feel the urge to comment on the story, 
feel free to do so by sending your comments to 
leazott@earthlink.net and let me hear what you 
have to say.

All comments are welcome.naturally.

Ok then.  Here we go.  One More Time.

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Chapter 27 - Cable Guy!

She went into the bedroom and put on the clothes 
she had been instructed to wear by her Mistress.  
All she was allowed to wear was a flimsy, tight, 
black lace, see-through blouse, black lace hose 
with black garters, and a tight red leather 
miniskirt.  She was not allowed any underwear to 
cover her exposed tits, nipples or cunt.  She 
was told she wouldn't need shoes.

She spent the next few minutes drying and 
combing out her long blonde hair and putting it 
back up into the tight ponytail as she had been 
taught.  About twenty minutes later someone 
knocked at the door.  Debi's heart raced in her 
chest as she made plans in her head of what she 
was to do next.

She opened the door, peering around it so that 
whoever was there wouldn't see how she was 
dressed.  Standing at the door was a man in his 
late forties.  His hair was streaked gray in 
places and he had a clipboard in his hand.  Out 
in the driveway she could see the cable TV 
truck.
He said "G'morning, Ma'am.  I'm from the cable 
TV company.  I have an order here to fix one 
converter box...something about a scrambled 
channel?"

Debi said "Yes, it's the box in the bedroom, 
please come in." She walked backward opening the 
door while standing behind it to stay out of 
view.  When the man was in the house she closed 
the door and turned to face him.  His mouth 
opened in surprise when he saw what she looked 
like.  Debi said "This way please", and walked 
in front of him, leading him down the hallway to 
the bedroom.  She let her sexuality ooze out and 
sexily swung her hips, knowing he was watching 
from behind.

She pointed out the cable receiver to him, 
smiled sweetly, and said "I can't remember which 
channel it was, but then again, I've always had 
terrible luck with my box."  The man caught the 
sexual overtones and replied "I find that 
terribly difficult to believe.  I'll just open 
it up and take a look inside to see what the 
problem could be."

Debi caught his return innuendo, smiled again, 
and sat down on the edge of the bed facing him.  
When she sat down, she nonchalantly lifted one 
knee to the bed while keeping the other foot on 
the floor.  This gave the cable man a clear view 
between her legs.  She saw where his glance lead 
and said "I bet you know how to fix a lot of 
things."  The man blushed visibly and turned to 
check out the reception box on the TV.

Once he had it opened, Debi said "What would it 
take to be able to watch all the channels the 
cable company offers?" In business tones, the 
man responded by saying "Well...each channel is 
a different price per month, but you can order a 
package deal at a much lower rate."

Debi interrupted him by saying "I didn't ask you 
how much it would cost, silly.  I asked you what 
it would take."  As she was saying this, she 
leaned back a little giving the man a better 
shot of naked pussy and heaving breasts.

The man stuttered for a moment and said "Well, 
ma'am, we're not allowed to give out free 
channels.  We might get in trouble if we get 
caught."  Debi feigned a pout, which caused the 
man to smile and blush again as he looked at her 
cunt.

She said, "Who said anything about getting it 
free?"

The cable guy was now totally flustered.  She 
could tell he had a vicious boner in his pants 
and was trying to hide it.  He finally said 
"Tell you what, let me talk with my partner 
outside and I'll see what he has to say about 
it.  I'll be right back."

Debi showed him to the door, smiling and swaying 
all the way.  He went outside, and from the 
corner of the window, she watched as the man 
spoke to his partner in the truck.  The man made 
motions with his hands, trying to explain the 
size of Debi's breasts and, she was sure, 
telling the other man about seeing her cunt.

The other man nodded and started looking for 
something in the back of the truck.  They took 
some tools and walked to the side of the house.  
They opened a small box on the ground near the 
road and did some wiring inside.  In no time, 
they finished and both men came to the door.
Debi opened it in plain view this time, allowing 
the other man to feast his eyes on her almost 
naked form.  The other man was fairly good 
looking and in his thirties.  She invited them 
in and led them back to the bedroom, hips 
swinging seductively.

She sat on the bed in the same position and 
watched as they both worked behind the 
television.  They would occasionally look at 
each other and smile as they worked, sneaking a 
peek at her, slick shaven pussy lips.  The older 
man stood up and said "Well...there you go.  
Let's see what channels you have now."  He 
flipped the remote and scanned through every 
channel.

He turned to her and said, "We've installed your 
system with every available channel on the net.  
Does that make you happy?"

Debi said "Oh yes!  Thank you very much!  But, 
what was wrong with my box?"

The younger man brazenly said "Honey, from where 
I'm standing, there isn't a thing wrong with 
your box.  In fact, the reception is crystal 
clear!"

She smiled her smile and said "You know, I was 
always taught never to believe anyone who hadn't 
personally checked out the equipment themselves.  
Do you guys think my system needs servicing?  I 
think it may be time for a check up, don't you?  
It's been a long time since I have really had it 
looked at."

They looked at each other and stood up.  They 
both walked over to where she sat on the bed, 
and the older of the two men said "In order to 
do a complete check up, the cover needs to come 
off so we can probe inside to check the flow of 
current."

Debi stood up and said "Well, I think you're 
right.  I mean, you must know what you're 
talking about.  Perhaps, as long as you have the 
cover off, you should check out the whole system 
to make sure it's functioning properly."

The young man walked over and stood behind her 
while the older man stood in front of her.  He 
said "I think we both may need to get our hands 
into it to see if the system needs any 
aligning."
Debi said, "If you think that's the best way to 
do it, then I think so too.  Do you need to call 
anyone else or will my personal ok be enough."

"Darling, I think we can handle it from here.  
We certainly don't need any help."  At that, the 
young man moved behind Debi, put his arms around 
her and started unbuttoning her blouse.  He 
removed her flimsy top, exposing her breasts to 
the man in front, and then went down to her 
miniskirt.  He reached down and lifted the hem 
of it, pulling it up over her hips, baring her 
cunt and ass.

She couldn't remember how, but somehow she wound 
up on her hands and knees in the middle of the 
bed.  Everything happened so fast, she just went 
with it.  It seemed like only moments passed 
when she found herself sucking the older man's 
rigid cock and being fucked doggy style by the 
young guy.

As the young man fucked her pussy from behind, 
she was pushed onto the older man's cock on each 
thrust, forcing her to deep throat him each 
time.  As she sucked him off, she remembered 
Jack's humming and started humming on his cock.  
It was easy to do and it drove him wild.  She 
was fucked like this for a long time.  Then they 
decided to change positions.  Shortly, she began 
sucking on the young man's boner while being 
deeply fucked in her pussy by the other one.  
Again, she deep throated the cock in her mouth, 
and gave him a hum job.

They fucked her for quite a while, and soon took 
their turns cumming.  The first to cum was the 
cock in her mouth.  He filled her mouth with hot 
cream, emptying his balls.  When he was done, 
the guy in back held on tight and came deep 
inside her pussy.  As they were getting dressed, 
she thanked them for their concerned checkout of 
her reception.  They all laughed at the humor in 
their little jokes and they left, smiling all 
the way.

Debi told the twins to unlock the door, and told 
them to follow her.  She led them to the shower 
and they all got in.  She told them that her 
body needed a good cleaning.  They washed her 
from head to toe, making sure everything was 
cleaned.  She, in turn, helped them to clean 
themselves.  As she looked down, she saw that 
Jill had another hardon.  She looked at him 
sternly and said "Will you never learn to keep 
that under control!?"  He smiled and said "No 
Mistress.  I don't think I will."

She couldn't help herself and smiled back.  She 
asked him when the last time he had fucked his 
sister's pussy.  He looked stunned and said 
"Mistress Wanda hasn't allowed me to do her 
pussy for almost eight months!"

Debi chuckled and said, "Mistress Wanda is not 
here.  Don't you want to fuck her?"

"Oh yes, Mistress!  I miss that!  May I please 
be allowed to fuck my sister's pussy?"

Debi said "You may have thirty, and only thirty 
strokes inside her pussy.  Make them memorable!"

They climbed out of the shower and Jack giggled 
as she laid on her back on the bed, and spread 
her legs wide to accommodate her brother.  It 
had been a long time since she had felt his big 
member inside her cunt, and she wanted to make 
the most out of those thirty strokes.

Jill stood between her legs at the edge of the 
bed and poised his raging hard cock over Jack's 
cunt lips.  He looked her in the eyes, bent 
over, and slowly slid it in to the hilt.

Debi said, "Jack, I want you to count each 
stroke of his cock in your cunt."

Jack replied, "Yes Mistress, I will."

Jill began to fuck his sister's cunt slowly and 
Jack counted each inward stroke out loud.  Debi 
could tell that Jill's passion for his sister 
and her cunt was great, indeed, and he savored 
every thrust into her very ready opening.  
Jill's enthusiasm mounted as the count reached 
twenty.  She began to push back to allow him 
maximum entrance into her cunt, and as the 
strokes reached thirty, Jack and Jill were both 
on the verge of orgasm.

Just after stroke number thirty, Debi said "Get 
that fucking cock out of her cunt this minute!  
You are done!" Jill looked at her in 
astonishment for it would take him but two or 
three more strokes to cum inside his sister.  He 
didn't want to pull it out, but he had to obey 
orders, so he did as he was told.

His enflamed penis stood out before him, 
quivering solidly in the air.  His orgasm slowly 
abated and he was left standing there with only 
the memory of the feel of his sister's pussy 
surrounding his cock.  Debi could tell they were 
distraught but told them to go clean up the mess 
in the bathroom.


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