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Subject: {ASSM} Truth or Dare - Chap. 2 (f+/m, Fdom, bd, cbt)
Date: Fri, 10 May 2002 14:10:04 -0400
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(c) 2002 copyright by SJTJ (aka Naive)
Copyright information: This story is the sole property of SJTJ (aka Naive). 
No one has the right to alter distribute or sell this story with out my 
written permission. I do hear by give the right to copy, give, or display 
this story to anyone who wants it. Changes and follow-up stories should 
have my permission. Any grammatical or spelling changes are permissible as 
long as it does not change the ideas or concept.
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This story is intended for mature audiences. You must be 18 or older to 
read this story. This story contains violence and ball busting. If this 
subject matter offends please DO NOT read. Thank you.
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Truth or Dare (Chapter 2)
By Naive, shattered_mind@hotmail.com

        The door closed as the girls left to talk over his fate. It was 
kind of erotic, but Roger was still scared. Were they going to let him go? 
What was going to happen when they finished their little game? He tried not 
to think about it. Roger glanced around the room and could see his sliced 
up clothes piled on the floor. The bedroom was not one he recognized; it 
looked like a master bedroom, a picture of a man and woman getting married 
sat on the chest of drawers. The blankets beneath him were a deep royal 
blue and went nicely with the light blue color of the walls. A few family 
pictures were hung around the room, Jenny Larson was in a few of them. This 
had to be her house - her parents room to be exact. How could she think to 
get away with this? The door creaking open pulled him back to the present. 
Teresa stood beside the door and look across at him. She had a concerned 
but excited look in her eyes. Swinging the door closed behind her, she sat 
down on the bed. Taking her hand she brushed his hair away from his eyes 
and let the back of her fingers caress down his face.

        "What's going on Teresa, I thought you were my friend?" His words 
bit like wounds.

        "I am your friend Roger." Teresa tried to smile. "The girls just 
want to have a little fun with you, that's all. No ones going to hurt you."

        "Tell that to my head - it's still pounding. Who hit me?"

        "No one hit you. You just bumped your head when we got you out of 
the car." Lifting the rag she could see a bump and a bruise forming around 
it. "It was just an accident."

        "So, you've had your fun - now your going to let me go now, right?"

        "Not exactly." Apprehension spread across her face. "We're going to 
keep you till tomorrow, then we'll let you go." A cough came from behind 
them and the both turned to see the rest of the girls walk in.

        "Plans changed." Angie beamed at them. "We're going to keep him all 
week."

        "What?1?!" They both said in unison.

        "But, that wasn't the plan!" Teresa paled. "You said we'd let him 
go tomorrow."

        "We've decided that we all get a day with him to do as we like; 
tonight we'll share him." Jenny eyes gleamed with delight.

        "But, we can't."

        "Why not Teresa?" Melissa said as she towered over her. "Want him 
all to yourself?"

        "No, that's not it." Teresa stammered as all the girls stared at 
her "It's just not right."

        "And this was." Angie piped in, waving to the young man tied to the 
bed. "Come on we voted, so just agree and we'll get on with it."

        "Oh, all right." Teresa caved.

        "Teresa!" Roger yelled in shock.

        "That's enough out of you." Angie smiled as she retrieved the 
scissors from the cabinet. Sliding the cold metal down in her jeans she 
made a little snip, then on the other side she sniped again. With a little 
jiggle she pulled out a pair of red silk panties and balled them up in her 
hand. "Open wide big boy." Roger clamped his mouth shut tight and shook his 
head. "Don't make us play rough." Angie placed her other hand on his thigh 
and rubbed it softly, nudging his balls slightly. Roger remembered the pain 
from before and didn't want to repeat it, so he opened his mouth. Angie 
slid the panties into his mouth and tied a scarf around it so it couldn't 
be pushed out. Rubbing his head and scratching softy behind his ear she 
leaned down and whispered, "That's a good pet." Roger's eyes pierced her, 
his rage flaring through him. Taking another scarf she blindfolded him.

        "So what do we do with him?" Ginger said as she pulled out her 
camera, and started to click away. "Oh, do it for me baby! Shake it! 
Lovely, just lovely!" Ginger jiggled and pranced around, like one of the 
silly fashion photographers they had see on TV. All the girls giggled, and 
Roger struggled as he saw the flashes from the bottom of his blindfold; he 
couldn't let anyone see him like this!

        "I say we let off some of the tension he seems to have built up." 
Heather said as she took hold of his dick and started stroking it. "I like 
the way he feels." Licking her palm she gripped his rod again and started 
pumping it faster. The rest watched mesmerized, as he started to tremble 
and work it in her grip. With a moan into his gag, Roger started to spurt. 
Angie reached over and took hold of his sac and squeezed. His ejaculation 
wasn't pleasant, with Angie squeezing every last drop from him. All he 
could do was groan - humiliated as they emptied him.

        "That was so wild! Can we do it again." Teresa said as she made 
circles in the semen that covered his stomach and chest. All the other 
girls tried to hide the little grins they wore: Teresa was so naive.

        "We'll have to give him some time to get his little man back up."  
Melissa said as she rubbed her finger over the head of his penis. He was 
starting to go flaccid, but it stopped with Melissa's touch. Roger could 
feel the erection coming back, he tried hard to think of anything else, but 
it was no use. It only took a few minutes for him to get back to full 
throbbing strength, as he felt something wet, soft, and warm climb up his 
shaft. Melissa's tongue wrapped around his cock, and she could taste the 
seed of his manhood coating it. Pulling away, her tongue hungrily claimed 
every drop from her lips, as she smile.

        "Eww, how can you do that . with all that stuff all over it." 
Teresa looked ready to hurl. "Isn't that nasty?"

        "I like it." Melissa leaned on the bed and scooped some of the cum 
from his chest. "Taste for yourself." All the girls started to clamor for 
her to do it. She had no choice - she took the chocolate finger, covered in 
Roger's seed, into her mouth: Her tongue ran up and down her finger, and 
its salty taste made her mouth water. It was so sensual, and Teresa sucked 
the finger dry. Melissa laughed and mouthed slut as Teresa's eyes met hers. 
They both knew she liked it.

        "The rest of you scared?" Teresa barked as they stared at her in a 
mix between awe and revulsion. She was tired of them all staring at her. 
The rest came forward and took their taste of the still warm semen. Roger 
felt like he wasn't even there, all they wanted was his body. So many times 
he had dreamed of women wanting him for that, but this was no fantasy. It 
was like he wasn't even human.

        "He hasn't tried any yet." Angie's eyes gleamed with an evil light. 
"I think Roger should at least know what we're talking about."

        "Yea! That could be fun, they say guys always want the girls to 
swallow; Now it's his turn." Jenny agreed. Crawling up between his legs 
Jenny started taking off Roger's gag. The scarf was easy, but he locked his 
teeth on the panties and wouldn't let them go. "I can't get it out of his 
mouth." Jenny pouted.

        "Well, we told him what would happen if he didn't obey." Angie 
grinned. She offered her suggestion for how she would change his attitude. 
Jenny reached down and pulled his balls tight to the bottom of his sac. 
Now, Roger had another reason for clamping down on the panties - pain. 
Jenny slowly lowered her knee on top of them and pressed down. The pain 
just kept growing as Jenny put more and more of her wait on them. Roger 
started to thrash his head back and forth trying to cope with the white hot 
agony. Opening his mouth Jenny grabbed the panties out, but he jammed his 
mouth closed as they escaped. 

        "Naughty boy, keep the mouth open." Jenny taunted, as she put even 
more weight on his aching nuts. They felt like they were going to explode. 
Roger held out till the gagging was to much for him, he was close to 
puking. He opened his mouth and waited for the inevitable. Jenny scooped up 
some cum onto her fingers and placed them in his mouth. He immediately 
started to gag, he had nothing left to come out though: his dinner was 
already splayed across his front lawn. Jenny pulled her fingers out and 
took some of the weight of his balls. The gagging subsided, but Jenny said, 
"We're not done yet - you were suppose to swallow." Scooping up some more 
she placed her forefinger and middle finger into his mouth and started 
fucking it with her fingers. Roger started to bite down but Jenny quickly 
leaned down again, and said swallow. Tears formed in his eyes as he 
swallowed his own seed; This has to be a nightmare he thought to himself, 
as he cried under the blindfold. At least no one could see him cry.

        "Well that was it. How did it taste, Honey?" Angie laughed at him 
as she said it. Roger uttered bitch under his breath but all heard. Teresa 
could hear the tears in his voice and she was sure the rest could too, but 
none of the others seemed to care or acknowledge it.

        "Now, for the punishment." Jenny said as she rammed her knee into 
his flaccid groin. Roger groaned and bit his lip till it bleed; all the 
muscles in his body flexed, as his reflexes tried hard to curl him into a 
fetal position. "Let's go get another drink while we give our boy some time 
to rest." Jenny headed to the door and waved all the girls out. "Come on 
Teresa, lets go."

        "I'll be there in a second." Jenny just shrugged and rolled her 
eyes, as Teresa watched her leave. "I'm sorry Roger. I didn't know they 
were going to do this."

        "Then let me go!" Roger hissed through his grinding teeth.

        "I can't. They kick me out the group if I do. Melissa might even 
hit me, if I did."

        "I hate you, and all those other bitches. Just leave me alone." 
Turning his head away he tried hard to deal with all the feelings rushing 
through him, and the pain throbbing through his groin.

        "But, Roger ." Teresa was cut off, as Roger yelled now at her. 
Slinking from the room Teresa felt lower then low - now she did need a 
drink. It took awhile but finally Roger cried himself to sleep: afraid of 
what they might do next.

        "Click on that." Melissa said as she pointed to a spot on the 
monitor. "Yea, the one that says ball torture." Heather had popped up with 
the idea to search the net for anything they could try on the helpless 
victim. A slue of ideas came over the screen, and they started printing the 
best ones. They would give Roger an hour to sleep, then the fun would start 
again; Anyway, it would take at least that long to gather all the toys they 
were going to need. Jenny sent all the girls off in search of the items 
they would need, as she stayed behind to talk with Teresa.

        "What's wrong, Sweety?" Jenny lifted Teresa's chin and could see 
tears in her pretty oval eyes.

        "He said he hated me - he hated us all." Teresa started to cry. "We 
hurt him. You said we wouldn't do that."

        "Oh, come on Teresa. It's not that bad." Picking up a handkerchief 
she wiped Teresa's tears away. "He's just mad and not thinking what he's 
saying. Guys dream of this sort of thing. He just won't admit it right 
now." Smiling Jenny hugged the other girl. "When this is all over he'll be 
thanking us. Don't worry. Now go help the others." Teresa wiped away the 
last of her tears and nodded. Jenny had to think: if she wasn't careful 
Teresa could ruin all their fun. It was time to talk with Roger. With 
purpose in her eyes, she strode down the stairs to her parents' room, to 
confront their captive.

        Roger woke with a yell of pain, as an iron grip latched onto his 
dick. A solid pull up made Roger arch his back, trying to take some of the 
pressure off of his member. Jenny flexed her grip and she could feel the 
blood begging to flow into the limp meat in her hand.

        "We need to talk." Jenny said in a voice so calm that it scared 
him. "You see, I need you to not tell Teresa the things you did. She's 
fragile and can't take the strain, so your going to keep your opinions to 
yourself: got it?" Pulling up a little harder and adding an mean edge to 
her voice she asked again. "Got it?" Roger quickly nodded. Jenny let go and 
watched his muscles release as he collapsed back to the bed. 

        "Now, remember - if I hear a word out of you about how you hate us 
or don't want to be here, I'm going to strap that gag into your mouth for 
the whole week. Understand?" Roger meekly said yes. He couldn't help but 
shift his body as his penis was a fire with little white pricks of pain, it 
was like it had fallen asleep, as it surged erect. "What's wrong?"

        "My dick feels like it fell asleep." Roger said as he wiggled.

        "Oh . cool." Her eyes twinkled with delight. "I'll have to remember 
that." Looking at his pulsing cock she couldn't help but get wet. Peeking 
back at the door she noticed she had closed and locked it, so no one would 
hear their little conversation. But, it also gave her an opportunity to 
relieve her own needs. "Don't worry Roger, it's not all going to be bad." 
She said as she started to strip off her clothes. After removing each item, 
she held it over him just letting the tip of them tickle across his skin. 
She could see goose bumps rising across his flesh. "Now here's a little 
prize for you." Roger could feel her knees touching his shoulders as she 
squatted over his face. He felt the soft flesh of her cunt touch his lips, 
as her hand and mouth enveloped his cock. Pulling her mouth away she told 
him to lick it, as his tongue started to play across her lips she returned 
to his pulsing member. Roger felt the soft touch of her pubic hair against 
his chin, as his tongue and lips sucked and licked at her lips and the hard 
nub of her clit. He could taste her sweet nectar, as she started to grind 
her pussy into his mouth. It was kind of hard to breath, but instinct took 
over, and he ravished her soft flesh with his probing tongue. Jenny's hands 
slid to his soft balls and started to message them, and as she did his 
flicking tongue gained speed. Lightly she bit down on his dick as she let 
it flow in and out of her mouth, to the rhythm of their thrashing bodies. 
Like a snake working it's prey, her tongue wrestled with cock, keeping 
total control; playing it over his head she could taste his fluid starting 
to run, and she slurped at it hungrily. Her long blond hair tickling his 
thighs as she rocked. Roger let his teeth play lightly across her clit and 
bit softly at her soft lips, he could feel the muscles in her legs tighten 
as an orgasm started to hit her. Liquid started to flow from her and Roger 
sucked it down without hesitation, as it coated his face. Jenny legs 
clamped hard against Roger's head as her body danced to the rhythm of her 
orgasm. Roger could barely breath as she clamped down, all he could do was 
work his tongue trying to help her body finish what he had started. 
Finally, her body stopped and she slid off of him, so close to cuming but 
left high and dry. It was maddening, he had never felt so aroused and so 
unable to do anything about it. Jenny slid the blindfold from his eyes, and 
he marveled at her beauty. Her pert little breasts, were crowned with hard 
little nipples. She had her blond patch cropped short and her legs were so 
long and sexy. Her sexy little ass jiggled as she crawled down between his 
legs. Jenny leaned back on her elbows and faced Roger, his eyes hungry for 
her flesh. She smiled to herself - this was going to be fun she couldn't 
help but think. Roger could just see her leaning up past his erection. 
Pulling a pillow from beside the bed she propped up his head so he could 
see her. Again she leaned back on her elbows and looked at him. Too bad his 
was all their slave - she would of loved to have him all to herself. He was 
much more handsome without his glasses. Letting her foot gently glide up 
and down his thigh, she watched as he rolled his eyes and moaned for 
release. Resting the ball of her foot on his cock and her heal on his balls 
she started to play with him. "Now see that wasn't so bad was it?" Roger 
shook his head as he prayed she would get him off. The frustration was 
killing him, but every time he started to get near she would grind her foot 
into his nuts. "You like what you see?" Again, all Roger could do was nod 
and grunt yes: it was like his brain was gone all he could think of was 
sex. His young hormones were flaring into overdrive. "Well on Monday your 
mine, and I just might let you stick your little guy in my hole." Licking 
her finger she played it across her engorged clit, as her toes griped his 
rod and stroked it. "But, for now I have to get back to our little 
scavenger hunt. Rest up, your going to need it." With that she got up and 
dressed. She let him watch as she slowly and deliberately put on each item, 
then she pulled down the blindfold and left. Roger let out a howl of 
despair as she left him craving, wanting, and on the edge.

(c) 2002 copyright by SJTJ (aka Naive)
Naive

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