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From: shattered_mind@hotmail.com (SJTJ)
NNTP-Posting-Date: Fri, 10 May 2002 05:13:50 +0000 (UTC)
Subject: {ASSM} Truth or Dare - Chap. 3 (f+/m, Fdom, bd, cbt)
Date: Fri, 10 May 2002 15:10:02 -0400
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This story is incomplete. Any comments or constructive criticism is 
welcome.

If I get enough of a response I will continue with this story.

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(c) 2002 copyright by SJTJ (aka Naive)
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No one has the right to alter distribute or sell this story with out my 
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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 sexual situations. If 
this subject matter offends please DO NOT read. Thank you.
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Truth or Dare (Chapter 3)
By Naive, shattered_mind@hotmail.com

        Roger laid there and tried to sleep, but he couldn't: His balls 
ached with an intensity that he had never know before, and he couldn't 
finish what Jenny had started. Even his erection seemed to balk at him. He 
tried hard to think of anything but sex, but his mind kept coming back to 
it. The vent over the bed blew cold air across the saliva covering his 
cock. He could find no peace. Pulsing with a life of it's own it begged to 
be finished off. The creak of the door and the small click of the lock was 
all the noise he needed to know that someone had entered the room. He could 
hear clothes ruffling as the bed sagged to his left. A pair of legs 
straddled his chest and he could feel the warm lips of her pussy rubbing up 
and down. Slowly the blindfold was lifted and Ginger smiled down at him.

        "Hey, big guy. Ready for a treat?" Letting her long blond hair run 
down his face and tickle his chest. "I was going to come in here and talk 
to you about Teresa - you see I'm nosy; I heard it all. Such a bad boy." 
Leaning back she grabbed a hold of his balls. Roger got an eye full though, 
Ginger's breasts were large and firm and she had a large clit that stood 
out from it's hood. She smiled as she watched his fascination. She'd never 
been with a guy that didn't want to just jump into bed and get it over 
with. She couldn't understand how they could want it so much, but want to 
get it over so quickly. 'Men', guess she'd never understand them. "Like 
what you see?" Roger's attention was definitely not on what she was saying 
until she repeated it with a tight grip. Roger could only nod as he tried 
hard to fight the pain. She let go and started to ramble on how guy's 
always did. She was just an object to them, but this time she could turn it 
around make him the object. He was her toy for now.

        Leaning forward she looked into his eyes she could see fear deep in 
them, but he was trying hard to not let it show. Ginger felt a little sorry 
for him. She wasn't sure if she could deal with the situation as well as he 
was. Licking her index finger she rubbed away the white streaks left by his 
tears. Ginger laid across his chest, his warmth infusing her body. Roger 
could feel her breasts pressing against him, his hormones raging; how could 
he be like this? It was like his body had a mind of it's own: no control 
what so ever. He closed his eyes and tried hard not to cry, but still they 
came. Everything in his life was out of his control. It was hard to take. 
Ginger let her tongue flick across his warm salty tears.

        "You know you're such a strong young man." Ginger whispered in his 
ear. "I could never deal with what you must be at the moment. I don't think 
I'd even really be here. My mind would of flipped I'm sure." With that she 
kissed him on the lips her tongue playing across his. "Don't worry it's ok 
to cry." She kissed each of his closed eyes. Reaching down she picked up 
the condom that she had dug from her purse. She tore the wrapper open and 
placed it in her mouth. She slowly slid the condom down over his pulsing 
meat. Her teeth tight to his shaft as her tongue played lightly over the 
ends to smooth it down. Roger could only grind his teeth as the sensation 
crept up his spine. Everything felt so intense, so unreal. "Now it's time 
for your prize." Ginger lowered herself onto his cock and started to pump 
her hips. He felt so good in her: her cunt grabbed his rod and pulled it 
deep into her. Ginger loved the feeling of power - this feeling of control. 
Reaching behind her she grab his balls and put some of her weight on them. 
She used them to help her lean back and take him how she wanted him. Roger 
bit hard into his tongue to keep from screaming out - it hurt so much but 
felt so good at the same time. It was hard to handle all the conflicts that 
kept popping into his life of late. Ginger slid up and down on his hard 
cock and she could feel the wetness in her building. It started to drip 
from her lips and down her legs. This was the best sex of her life. She 
could fall in love with this guy. Especially if he let her get the power 
trip from him to. Her legs started to shake as a wave of orgasms came over 
her. She could feel her clit pulsing as she slammed down harder and harder 
on him. Roger had to yell out as he came; Ginger's grip had become vice 
like, as she lost all control. All she could think about was her orgasms, 
over and over she slammed him deep into her. Her grip like iron. Roger's 
eyes fluttered and he could feel consciousness falling away. The pain and 
pleasure was just too much for him. But, it stopped as she let go, and 
hugged him close. Roger could just hold on. His erection died in her and 
his balls hurt like hell, but it was nice to be able to cum.

        Suddenly their was a pounding on the door.

        "Ginger are you all right, Ginger?!", Jenny yelled as she fought 
with the handle. Ginger got up and pulled the condom off of Roger and 
tossed it in the wastebasket beside the dresser. Calmly she walked to the 
door and unlock it. The door burst open as the other girls started piling 
in. Ginger was almost glowing and was very content.

        "Everything great, thanks for asking." All the other girls could do 
was gape. Not only were they sure what she did she had no problems being 
naked in front of them. "Like what you see?" Roger's muscles tightened as 
she said that. He was sure that in the end he was going to get it for any 
off remarks the other girls made. One by one they all shot Roger dirty 
looks, like it was his fault, except for Ginger who seemed content to just 
relax.

        "All right,  well have no more sneaking into the room to play with 
the captive. Got it?"

        "Sorry, Jenny I thought that it was okay after you did it." Jenny 
winced. She didn't  know that anyone had seen her go in, or had Roger told 
her. He would answer to her tomorrow for his big mouth. All the other girls 
looked to her. She couldn't help but blush. "I just came in to talk to him 
to make sure he was going to be nicer to us is all." Teresa was the only 
one that knew what she was really talking about, but the other girls could 
figure - they were all nosy and liked to gossip. "Since that's settled we 
can get to the fun we had planed." Jenny reached down and grabbed Roger's 
sac. A wave of pain washed through him; he knew that the hurt but not that 
bad. Everything went white as he screamed in pain and passed out.

        "Jesus, Jenny you didn't have to hurt him like that." Melissa said 
in shock, but Jenny was in just as much shock as the rest of them.

        "I didn't do anything. Wow, they do look swollen though. What did 
you do to him Ginger."

        "I guess I got carried away." Ginger grimaced. "Is he going to be 
okay?" Jenny motioned for Angie to take a look. Slowly she squeezed and 
prodded Roger's nuts like she knew what she was doing then nodded to 
herself.

        "Have no idea ... but my brothers are pretty tough he said he got 
hit with a baseball there once and he's still fine" Angie quipped.

        "Great!" Jenny started ushering the other girls out. "I guess that 
we'll have to wait till morning to have more fun." With that all the girls 
headed off to sleep.

        Morning came and so did sobriety. Most of the girls couldn't 
believe what they had done. But, nothing would change it, so they decided 
to finish what they had started and go on with the plans that they had 
already set.

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

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