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Subject: {ASSM} Unexpected Visitors
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Date: Sat, 08 Mar 2008 09:10:04 -0500
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This story is entirely fictional.  ANY KIND OF "HOME INVASION" IS A 
SERIOUS CRIMINAL ACT.



Our regular monthly card game was well underway with four couples 
sitting at two tables of four players when the doorbell rang.  As our 
host opened the door, two men and two women, with ski masks and gloves, 
burst into the room.  Each carried a long "stick" and had a black item 
oh their belt.  "You have nothing to fear if you follow our instructions 
exactly - we are only here to have a little fun," the leader announced. 
  "The sticks we are carrying are cattle prods which will deliver a mild 
but uncomfortable shock if you don't do as we say.  In case someone gets 
the idea to become more violent, we are carrying tazers."

"Line up on the wall with husband on the left and wife to the right. 
Now the man on the left end of the line move to the other end of the 
line.  Each lady will now undress the man on her right.  Just throw the 
clothes in a pile," It was interesting to see my friends reluctantly 
undressing some old friends.  My penis became erect as one of my old 
friends slipped my shorts off,

"Now each man will undress the lady who undressed him."  I proceeded to 
remove my friend's clothes - I had fanaticized how she would look naked! 
  He tits sagged a lot more than I expected, and her pubic hair was 
darker than I would have guessed.

"The gentleman who moved to the other end of the line can now return to 
his wife."  We were a motley bunch - some of the men had full erections; 
others were semi-hard or flaccid.  All of my male friends were 
circumcised.  The ladies varied from firm tits to saggy ones.  It was 
interesting to see which ladies had nice firm tummies and abs.

Our captors now marked each couple with a magic marker - couples one 
through four.  "We are now going to do two experiments.  First, we want 
to see if each husband can identify his wife by the odor and taste of 
her cunt.  If any of you men say you haven't gone down on your wife, you 
are either lying or stupid.  Ladies, you will follow our two men into 
the bedrooms - two ladies to each bed.  Please lie crosswise on the bed 
with your legs spread, and we will put on your blindfolds.  Men, we will 
now blindfold you and lead you into the bedroom where your mouth will 
guided onto each ladies private parts.  Please kiss and lick her vulva 
and clitoris.  Do not touch her with your hands.  After about one 
minute, we will move you to the next lady.  After sampling all four 
ladies, you will be asked to identify your wife and the number of the 
lady you picked will be marked on your chest."

I found this exercise to be highly exciting -. I loved the taste and 
smell of those feminine juices; however, I did not identify my wife. 
Only one man did.

Just for curiosity the ladies were polled to see which man excited them 
the most - his number was written on her tit - I was pleased to see my 
number on two of my friend's tits.

"Now it's time for the reverse exercise - While the ladies are in the 
bedroom, the men will stand against the wall.  After the blindfolds are 
on both men and ladies, each lady will be led in and kneel down to 
identify her husband's genitals.  The ladies will have one advantage - 
they will be able to use their hands.  Gentlemen, I ask that you don't 
ejaculate until the fourth lady has her mouth around your cock.  Then 
it's OK - in fact we encourage you to relieve that growing pressure and 
it may help that lady identity the taste."

As the ladies were led in, they were told they could use their hands to 
feel the penis and even the scrotum and testicles; however, they had to 
put the penis in their mouth and run their tongue around the rim.  Also, 
if the man ejaculated, they had to swallow (it's only a few hundred 
calories!)

Again, this was terribly exiting.  As each lady tickled my penis with 
her tongue, it was all I could do to restrain.  As instructed, as the 
last lady sucked my cock, it exploded.  I am still not sure who got my 
load.  Only one lady correctly identified her husband - the poor guy 
couldn't get it hard.

"Now it's time for the final exercise - the man and woman who correctly 
identified their spouses will be excused from a portion of this exercise."

After plastic bands were placed on our wrists and connected to our 
neighbor, we were required to bend over the kitchen table with our asses 
exposed.  The eight of us were hooked together in a square around the 
table.

"The procedure will be this:  a gloved finger will massage and lubricate 
your asshole.  Then we have a disposable feminine douche filled with a 
phospha soda solution- the same as in a Fleet enema.  This douche nozzle 
will be inserted into your anus (except for the man & woman who 
correctly identified their spouse) and the solution will be injected 
into the rectum.  The douche nozzle will be withdrawn and the bottle 
refilled with clear water.  The water will then be added to your rectum. 
  The douche nozzle will be withdrawn, and after a few minutes, two of 
the connecting link holding your wrists together will be cut so you can 
evacuate."

I was bending over next to another man and one of the ladies gently 
massaged my asshole with a personal lubricant.  Then she changed gloves 
and pushed her finger into my neighbor.  Then I felt the douche nozzle 
break the plane of the sphincter muscles.  On a signal the liquid was 
squeezed into our intestines.  The nozzles were slowly withdrawn, and we 
could hear the bottles being refilled with water.  Slowly, the nozzles 
were re-inserted. It seemed like an eternity before the water was 
squeezed into our asses. The phospha soda was beginning to do its job 
and the urge was getting strong.  As the nozzles were being withdrawn, 
the leader made an interesting announcement, "We could only find two 
buckets, so you folks will have to take turns.  By the way, all of the 
bathroom doors have been locked and those little emergency keys over the 
door frame have been hidden."

With that, two of the links were cut so there were four of us connected 
to each other, with three of the four desperate to squat over a bucket. 
  The lady at the end of one line squatted and with a splash, relieved 
herself.  By the time, the last person reached the bucked, she had 
already begun to leak, and a squirt of feces was on the kitchen floor. 
There was no privacy for these bowel movements.

As our captors took their blindfold, douche equipment, etc. and prepared 
to leave, the leader said," I hope you all enjoyed your experience 
tonight.  Now that your inhibitions have been broken down, perhaps you 
can try these games on your own at a later date."

I'd have to admit, that of the whole, except for the fear factor, I 
enjoyed the games.

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Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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