Message-ID: <55378asstr$1172365803@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: nntp.pghconnect.com!news.pghconnect.com.POSTED!not-for-mail NNTP-Posting-Date: Sat, 24 Feb 2007 17:40:44 -0600 From: "News" <news@dragonbbs.com> X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-RFC2646: Format=Flowed; Original X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2900.3028 X-Original-Message-ID: <EN2dnVLmu_JhUX3YnZ2dnUVZ_rrinZ2d@pghconnect.com> X-DMCA-Complaints-To: abuse@globalpops.com X-Abuse-and-DMCA-Info: Please be sure to forward a copy of ALL headers X-Abuse-and-DMCA-Info: Otherwise we will be unable to process your complaint properly X-Postfilter: 1.3.32 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sat, 24 Feb 2007 18:40:19 -0500 Subject: {ASSM} The training of irene - chapter 3 Lines: 274 Date: Sat, 24 Feb 2007 20:10:03 -0500 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/Year2007/55378> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: Sagittaria, newsman This is a fictional story. Although it may eventually contain minors, it is in no way intended for them. It includes Femdom, Maledom, force, submission, dominance, torture humiliation, public nudity and anything more I can think of. It's tailored to the mostly-fantasy life, which I call Life Plus, of the real life Irene, a stunning Asian female college student who contacted me after my first ever post. Irene, if you read this post and are embarrassed that I've mentioned your name, make the most of it! If you are offended by this kind of fantasy, please search for something else to read. I don't plan on it being tame! This story may be posted on web sites and on line forums as long as this header remains intact and no changes are made to the text of the story. Please respect copyright laws and advise me if you plan to use it. And please let me know what you think! I can be contacted by email at crikey_2004 at hotmail dot com. CHAPTER 3 While pet cleaned up the breakfast dishes, Janice went to her bedroom and collected pet's park-wear. As soon as she'd finished the dishes, pet hurried to her room as fast as she could on painful feet, half excited to see what her mistress had left for her, half nervous, for she'd been humiliated by what she'd been forced to wear many times before. When she got to her mat, the clothing her mistress had promised was waiting for her, neatly folded. There wasn't much, in fact pet saw only two items in addition to her pink collar. Picking up the top, pet saw that it was a simple pink tee shirt only so large it would look like a tent on her. Holding it up against herself, pet saw that it had been neatly cut off and hemmed so that for all its size, it would leave her flat belly exposed. There was also a pleated, white cotton mini skirt with a pattern of big pink flowers on it. Janice had not left any footwear, which pet knew meant that either she'd wear what she had on now, which would look ridiculous, or no footwear at all. Her only though about the outfit was how conservative it was for her mistress's tastes. Pet carefully dropped into her 'ready' position on her knees for her mistress to return and unlock her collar and shoes. When pet was all dressed up in the outfit, she felt really cute, with one shoulder bared because of the size of the tee shirt. She had to fit the skirt dangerously low on her hips so that her bald beaver was covered, deciding that it would be better to parade around the park with the top of her asscheeks and part of her crack exposed than the its lower swells and her pussy. She was also aware of how flimsy the material was and hoped it wouldn't be too windy, as she'd be flashing everyone regardless, if it were. Janice clipped the leash to pet's collar and they left the house. Even though it was only a short distance away, pet was surprised when her mistress told her they were going to walk. She was barefoot and the footpaths were in need of repair, so loose stones and gravel kept hurting her feet as they walked along, pet very conscious of the fact that she was in public leashed like a dog. Still, she proudly held her head up as led the way, taking small steps to ensure her skirt stayed down, even though the wind was mercifully absent. At the entrance to the park, Janice unclipped pet's leash and ordered her onto all fours on the grass. As soon as pet was down, the humiliation he'd again have to endure was apparent. The tee shirt allowed anyone looking her way to see her breasts swaying under her as the neck hole was so large and she had to quickly pull her skirt even lower on her hips, exposing more of the upper swells of her ass cheeks, just so her pussy could be covered if anyone saw her from the back. Janice was delighted and told pet how wonderful she looked, which only made pet's face redden even more. Janice told pet to heel and without even bothering to look behind her, quickly made her way to a park bench a few hundred yards across the grass. Pet scrambled to keep up, crawling across the grass as quickly as she was able. Her tits swung wildly and her skirt kept flipping up but pet was too preoccupied to notice these things. Although the park was practically deserted and the two women pet could see in the distance were looking the other way, the main road behind her was quite congested and the few motorists who had noticed her entering the park were slowing down to get a better look. This caused a few honked horns and even more eyes turned to look at her retreating form. She was quite out of breath from the unexpected exertion and humiliation as she reached her mistress. Worse, her pussy was beginning to lubricate and now she had to worry about any secretions becoming visible if they continued. Janice was a long way from done with her pet though. As soon as pet stopped in front of her, she ordered pet to play dead, just like the trick she'd always wanted to teach a puppy. Pet looked at her for a second, then acted out falling to the ground just like she'd seen people on television do. Janice looked down at her in disgust. "You're my pet! You don't play dead like a person! Do it like a puppy dog, you stupid bitch. You know, on your back with your arms and legs in the air! And remind me to whip you for being so stupid when we get home." In an attempt to please her mistress and hopefully minimize the whipping she could expect later, pet rolled onto her back and assumed the position Janice had described. Now, her whole naked lower torso and legs were on display to her mistress and anyone else who may happen to pass. As she held her legs up in the air, she felt a cool breeze play over her fully exposed pussy and her secretions doubled, running into the upturned crack of her ass and wetting the cotton of her skirt. Janice left her like that for minutes, watching as her pet's arms and legs began to tremble from being held still for so long. An old man walking his dog passed close by and circled around for a second, better look, with which Janice happily obliged before she told pet to roll over onto her hands and knees again. Janice made pet do doggy-tricks for a full hour before reaching into her purse, pulling out a butt plug and handing it to pet. Pet attempted to hide it in her hands, feeling as if the whole world could see it, see her and would know what was going to happen to it soon. Her cheeks became even more scarlet, although not from her exertions and the back of her skirt was drenched with her juices. "Put it in, pet." Janice told her. Looking around for somewhere to go, pet hesitantly asked her mistress, "Where Mistress?" "In your ass, you stupid bitch! It's not like you haven't had one in there before!" "I'm sorry mistress, I meant where can I go to put it in?" "Just do it here, of course! Why should you get privacy? You're nothing more than my pet and have you ever seen a pet look for privacy to do their business? Or do you want me to do it for you? Is that it?" "No Mistress, your pet's sorry Mistress!" She was so shamed by this point that she was hardly able to speak between sobs, but experience told her that if her mistress did the task, she'd be sore for days to come. Reaching behind her with the plug, she found her puckered rear entrance, knowing that all the juices she'd produced had made it ready to take the invader. She still had to shove pretty hard to part her sphincter muscle and ease the plug into her and she let out a little moan as the widest part of the plug stretched her rear opening to it's fullest before seating itself. "Now, it's time to ride the Teeter-Totter!" Janice said brightly. "Come on pet, lead the way." It was the first time that pet had ever had to crawl with anything in her anus and she felt conflicting emotions about its presence as she crawled hesitantly towards the Teeter-Totter. She was stretched and she felt the plug move around inside her, but it kind of felt good. On the other hand, she could imagine what the plug was going to feel like as she rode the Teeter-Totter. She was not looking forward to that. Despite being out in public where others could hear, pet screamed the first time her mistress took her weight off her end of the Teeter-Totter, sending pet hammering to the ground on her seat, the plug pushing into her guts as if punched. The third time Janice did this, pet's scream turned to a squeal as a small orgasm was unwittingly ripped from her abused torso. There was a large puddle on pet's seat when Janice called that game to an end, which she made pet lick clean, constantly reminding the embarrassed Asian while she licked the peeling painted wooden seat that the seat had held the asses of little boys and girls to numerous to even imagine, much less count. When she'd finished licking the surface clean, pet realized that all the bumping she'd done had made her want to pee. "Mistress, I need to pee real bad!" "I was wondering how long you'd have to be out here before you needed to go, pet. Use that sandbox over there," she said pointing to a children's sand pit. The look of horror on pet's face was as stimulating as anything she'd seen all day. She could practically hear pet's imagination working on the idea of having to urinate in public, in a sandbox that children played in. "I don't need to go after all," pet finally decided. "Nonsense pet. Do it now. I'll watch out for anyone coming if that's what you're afraid of?" "Yes Mistress," pet agreed reluctantly. She crawled into the sandbox, spread her knees and eventually, holding her lips apart with one hand like her Mistress liked and sobbing as she did so, let a few drops of urine fall to the sand. The drops turned to a stream and the stream to a torrent as pet relaxed her muscles in her need to empty her overfull bladder. Just as she got a good stream going, a trio of teenaged schoolgirls came out of nowhere and saw what pet was doing. The three of them were walking in a group and were sharing a cigarette. "Oh my fucking God," screamed one of them. "That Asian slut is pissing right in the sandbox! How fucking gross!" "What a pig," the second agreed. "She's not even wearing underwear, the third laughed. "I can see her titties and her bald box!" "And to think, I used to play in that sandbox, although I don't think I pissed in it!" One of the girls had been chewing on an apple. Suddenly, she threw it at pet, hitting her on the side of the head. "Go!" She screamed to her friends, breaking into a run. As the giggling group of girls departed, one of them turned to look back at Janice and her devastated slave, who was simultaneously pissing and crying in shame. "Love the nipples," she yelled back at pet. "Wish I could suck on 'em!" It was then that pet found out she could be humiliated, pee and cum at the same time as the teenager's last comment was all she'd needed to give her the release that had been building for so long. Her own hand had found its way to her clit and she came as she squeezed her love bud and continued peeing. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com>| | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+