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Issue No. 356
Naughty Naked Dreamgirls in
Dungeon of Desire
Chapter Four
Our torture continued. Katy skipped between us, giving me a swift
crack and then complimenting Dick with the same. I cried hard. Dick did
not. Old soldiers never cry, they just flail away.
�Well,� Katy said at last, after giving me at least four sharp weals
across the cheeks of my bottom. �I can hardly think of a better way to end
a whipping session than by cleaning out both your bottoms!� She told
Jennifer to fetch the enema kit from the dresser. I looked at Dick. He did
not look at me. I was exhausted from my struggles. I sensed he was too. I
had no idea what time it was or how long we�d been whipped. I could think
only of my bottom, burning desperately, and my imprisoned nipples. My
breasts felt like big captive gourds, hanging down, their tips trapped,
great milk-giving sacs that I could not break free from the wall. I wished
to be young again. To be just a flat-chested girl with my dreams and my
fantasies. I did not want hair on my cunt and a big bottom with vaselike
hips anymore. I wanted to be free of my woman�s body. I wanted to run
and not feel big grapefruit bouncing on my chest.
�Spread those cheeks for me, darling!� I heard a happy, honey-
dripping voice say behind me. To my horror Katy had actually gotten the
enema equipment rigged up while I hung contemplating my body. She
prised my cheeks open, Jennifer helping her, and I felt her finger press to
my anus and limn it with vaseline. And then she shoved in the enema tube.
It felt like a big oversized pencil being jammed into my ass. Katy
subscribed to the �quick is best� theory, I suppose, for she punched the
tube right in, not warning me, not testing me, just sticking it right into
my vaselined ass.
�Now let�s fill �er up!� Jennifer said merrily. She watched in awe as
Katy, agreeing, opened the valve that connected me to the enema bag. The
bag�s contents came running down the tube and gushed into me. Kneeling
on the bench, my bottom hanging, I truly felt like a car being filled up at a
gas station. Katy pressed her hand to the small of my back to make my
bottom protrude more. I felt the enema fluid filling me. I twisted my
bottom about to try to dislodge the tubing. I squeezed my cheeks. Nothing
helped. The fluid kept filling me and all I could do was accept it.
�Alright, that�s enough,� Katy said to herself. She closed the valve.
�Now let�s go do Dick!� She withdrew the tube from my ass. I felt a
squirting of fluid as the tube popped out, then I clamped my big cheeks
hard together and held the rest within me.
�Oh!� I cried within my gag. How long could I hold this horrible
fluid? My bottom felt like a balloon. My tummy felt as if it had a
competitor, somewhere below and behind it. I was full, full, full!
I heard a key in a door and heavy footsteps on the stairs. And then,
twisting my head back, I saw him. Sauron! He was dressed in a richly-
embroidered kimono and he had a pipe in his mouth. I stared at him. And
then, mortified, I felt my ass lose the war with the enema and I showered
it out on the floor.
�Good God! What kind of shit is going on down here?� Sauron roared.
�We�re just playing, dear,� Katy replied. �Look how rosy I made
Kelly�s bottom for you. She�s very sorry that she let your enemy here fuck
her.� Katy gave me a sly look. There was no hiding secrets from her. She
knew, as a girl to a girl, that I�d let Dick fuck me after he�d won me from
Sauron.
�Well, well, I see my former foe has decided to come and dally with
my girlfriend!� Sauron said to Dick. Dick looked over his shoulder at
Sauron and tried bravely not to show fear. �Should I satisfy myself with
cutting your nuts off or should I kill you instead?� Sauron asked.
�His balls are too precious to me for that,� Katy said.
�You are a love slave, nothing more!� Sauron barked at her.
�Yes, master,� Katy answered.
�I could use a penis slave, though,� Sauron mused. He puffed on his
pipe. �The eunuchs of olden days had their balls cut off but were
permitted to retain their penises, for peeing and such,� Sauron said.
�You must allow us a little more than that, dear Master, but only for
when your strength is at an ebb,� Katy pleaded. She stood stroking Dick�s
haunches. His balls hung beneath, quivering, I was sure.
Sauron strode up to Dick and grabbed the man�s chin. He twisted his
face toward him. �Did you find my girlfriend irresistible?� Sauron asked
Dick. He could not reply. He was gagged. �Were you trained so well at the
Citadel that you cannot bring yourself to break free of a sense of duty?
All right! I will give you duties, then. Until you must put out to sea. For
the Navy comes first, of course. But until that time, to keep these
females from playing with dildoes, I will use you as my penis slave. You
will do MY bidding in pleasuring these females, do you see? I cannot be
erect all hours of the day, and we have three females here now, all with
naughty cunts that long to be filled. You will pump them when I cannot.
You are lucky, my friend, that I admire a foe who has beaten me, much as I
hate you for doing it. You are a fool for coming here, but between military
men there must be some considerations given, even for twerps from the
Citadel!�
Sauron, who I thought might storm from the room, from our
presence, he was so angry, went behind me instead. He touched his hands
to my hips. His hands were trembling, he was still so filled with rage. I
offered my hurt bottom to him to attempt to placate him.
�Yes, you are truly a gift,� Sauron said. He eased his hands upward
and caught at my bosoms. I felt a probing within the cheeks of my ass and
realized, heart-beatingly, that it was his penis. �Such a mess you�ve made
on the floor!� Sauron said. �I should make you lick it up, and lick it off my
feet too, for I�ve stood in it now!� He jabbed me with his cockhead. I felt
him do it again and this time he managed to lodge himself a little inside
my anal sphincter. I squeezed my cheeks, trying to expel him, even as I
relished the feeling of being imposed upon by such a big angry man.
�Free her nipples,� Sauron told Jennifer. �They�d get yanked right
off, the way I�m going to fuck her.�
�Yes, master!� Jennifer said and primly saluted him with her hand,
afraid, perhaps, or enlisting herself in his Navy to win his favor.
I gasped as I felt my breasts suddenly pop free of the wall. Jennifer
unscrewed one, then the other. Sauron felt my tips with gentle, caring
hands, brushing the nipples with his thumbs, softly, consolingly. He bent
and kissed my tousled head. �Now I�m going to fuck the daylights out of
you, my little slave strumpet,� he breathed.
And he did. With my tummy banged up repeatedly against the wall,
with my mouth screaming behind my gag, Sauron fucked me hard in my
behind. He was oblivious to my groans and my moans and my
protestations. He gave me what I�d come for, complete submission, to a
man, to an angry, vengeful man. I was female and he made me receive and
take all he had to give. He pumped me like a lusty steer and I, cowlike,
with my breasts in his gripping hands, with my ass split wide on his
prong, accepted him in my crying depths. When he released me I hung like
a crucified Madonna in my wristcuffs. Slowly, carefully, he undid me and
he carried me upstairs and threw me on his bed and fucked me again.
Chapter Five
I awoke and rubbed my pussy. I winced as I tried to rise up in the
bed and was made to remember my weals. Sauron slept beside me. I lay
there a moment contemplating him, running my hand over his massive
frame as my fingers touched my pussy, raw from his fuckings. He�d fucked
me once downstairs, in my poor hurting ass, then twice more in his bed,
deep in my pussy.
I looked about but I did not see Katy or Jennifer or Dick. I wondered
if my lover still hung downstairs, perhaps with his balls shaved, perhaps
even still waiting to cum as the girls endlessly teased him.
NAKED AT THE NEWSSTAND
by holy joe
Oui, April 1998, $6.99. Oui Magazine, Box 267, Sussex, WI 53089. �Single
copies: $15.00.� (Page 6.) Publisher: Wendi Tush Web site:
http://www.4slut.com
Review: This is a magazine that has been around since the 1970�s.
It means �Yes� in French. There are several problems with the current
incarnation of Oui:
1. There�s too much text. At one time, a porno magazine had to have
text in it, or it would be declared �obscene.� Today, there�s no such
requirement. Oui is stocked in the porno section at Tower Books. Nobody
who picks up the magazines in that section is doing it in order to read
articles. They want to look at naked girls. Oui�s circulation and success
will depend directly on how many guys like the females in it. A page that
contains text about, say, auto racing is just one more chance to miss a
sale.
2. The printing quality in Oui is often problematic. For instance, in
an excellent pictorial in this issue, some of the color on some of the pages
is not lined up properly. For every page that is misprinted, the publisher
increases his chance of missing a sale. Guys like me do not enjoy buying
sealed magazines, only to take them home and open them and find some of
the nude photos are misprinted.
Here�s a rule for all porno publishers: If it�s not nude, or if it is
nude but misprinted, you are fucking us and, by doing that, fucking
yourself. With porn on cable T.V., porn on the Web, porn at the magazine
stand, porn in the book rack, and salacious viewing in prime time, this is a
saturated market. Don�t blow your livelihood by giving your customers a
raw deal. That�s a good way to wind up owning a Burger King franchise,
instead of a magazine with nude girls in it.
Another problem I have with Oui is it tends to dwell a little too
much on sex as sex. (In other words, it can tend to get a little too dirty
and raw, at least for me.) This is shown by the fact that some of the
females in this issue tend to look rather old. Take this pictorial, for
instance: �Locker Room Fuck-Off,� page 20. A Woman, wearing way too
much lipstick, plus gaudy jewelry, has sex with some man. Not only is
this chick old (by my standards, anyway), she apparently is a weight-
lifter. AAAAACK!
(On the other hand, if you like older females, and �down and dirty�
sex, this is definitely a magazine you want to follow.)
The reason I bought this issue of Oui is because of the pictorial,
�Kinky College Licks.� (You know if the cover contains the wording, �3
horny school girls lick, suck & finger their moist pussy snatches� I�m
likely to pick up the magazine.)
Scrub-a-dub-dub, it�s three girls in a tub! Or, actually, in this case,
without one. So they use a bowl instead. It�s made of fine china, with
flowers painted on it. This pictorial isn�t as far-fetched as it seems.
There are, in fact, homes in middle America that contain a single
bathroom, with no shower in it, and just a tub. If for some reason the tub
clogs, or breaks, the people living in the house would, in fact, have to
resort to a �bowl bath� to get clean.
In this pictorial, three college girls sharing the rent in a house in
middle America must have bathtub trouble, because they�re forced to
share a bowl in order to scrub up for their Friday night dates. It must be a
little cold in the house too, for the girls begin their bath by keeping their
shirts and bras on. (Yes! The pictorial opens with a delicious shot of
three bare-bottomed girls gathered around the bowl.)
Only one of the girls, a brunette, is really cute. The other two are
blondes and, unfortunately, look a bit like sluts. However, there are some
compensating factors even here. One blonde, in addition to looking slutty,
has a fun, mischievous gleam in her eyes, which enhances the pictorial.
The other blonde has a pierced tongue. It looks rather sexy, trailing its
way up and down the other girls� nude bodies.
I especially liked the shots of the girls smiling at each other.
There�s nothing better than seeing girls smiling, especially when they�re
being naughty! I also liked seeing them smile at the camera man.
Unfortunately, there is a problem with this pictorial. Many of the
photos in it are the size of a quarter-page. (I.e., four photos per page.)
Because of Oui�s less-than-stellar printing, the photos in this pictorial
are difficult to enjoy.
Here�s what should have been done with this pictorial. Each photo
should have been the size of a full page. A problem arises, of course: the
average photo is wider than a standard 8 1/2 x 11 inch page. What to do?
My suggestion would be to print each photo sideways. That�s right! A guy
would, of course, then be holding the magazine like a flip chart. He would
flip the pages up, instead of from left to right. In this way, each of the
photos in the pictorial could be enjoyed. They would be large enough so
that even if the printing weren�t excellent, he would still have something
he could admire.
A chronic problem in all porno magazines is printing a nice photo
across two pages. This often ruins the photo. You wind up with a big �line�
going down through a girl�s butt. Or the thickness of the magazine causes
the photo to have a bent appearance, spoiling it. (Unless you take the
magazine apart, cut the two sections of the photograph out, and paste
them together, flat, on a clean sheet of paper. A big job.)
I would like to see somebody publish a magazine with all sideways
pages in it. You could even call the magazine �Sideways Sex.� Print the
cover normally, so when the magazine is standing up in the newsrack it
looks just like the rest. But, inside, fill the magazine with nothing but
full-page sideways photos. Each photo would be longer than it is wide.
This would be excellent for most photos, since often the girl in the photo
is kneeling, or lying down. Instead of �splashing� a photo across two
pages, wrecking it, you would have a magazine full of photos that are
unmarred. Additionally, each page would be the same dimensions as a
movie screen! A movie screen is wider than it is tall. I figure, if that
dimension is good enough for Titanic and Star Wars, it�s good enough (if
not perfect) for a porno magazine.
You could even go one step further. In some sections of the
magazine, you could have �normal� photos, that are �standing up.� In other
sections, you could have sideways photos. As long as the reader doesn�t
feel there�s no rhyme or reason to which way a photo is aligned, he won�t
mind.
For instance, the pictorial might start with �standing up� photos.
These would be the �introductory� photos, where we see, first, the girl�s
face close-up. Then we see her at work, at school, and at play. These
photos are �standing up� too.
Now, it�s time for her to get naked! So the pictorial switches to the
perfect format for that: sideways photos.
Finally, as the centerfold is reached, the photo alignment switches
back to �standing up� photos. (Since, despite being placed in the magazine
sideways, a centerfold is usually shot with the girl standing.)
The most important thing to understand is that big, full-page photos
are what the viewer is looking for. Don�t waste a single page of your
magazine on text that can be used for nudity! The average porno magazine
should look just like Life magazine: big, full-page photos, with a
minimum of text. If I want to read, I�ll buy a book.
(In fact, some guys are known to have a sex paperback in one hand,
and a porno magazine in the other hand! In which case there need be no
text at all in the porno magazine.)
Besides the �3 girls bathing� pictorial, there isn�t much else of
interest in this issue, except the ads. Check out the fine �Nasty Kinky
Women� ad near the back of the magazine. A lovely blonde wearing black
gloves, a gown, and lacy black underthings gets her panties pulled open by
another girl. The other girl, inexplicably, is checking with her palm to see
if the blonde�s pussy is wet. Why? I�m not sure. Perhaps the blonde has
just arrived at a private party, where nobody�s allowed in unless they�re
moist between the legs.
Another great ad is this one: �19 yr old begs: Fuck me quick before
daddy catches us.�
When the ads are better than the magazine, you know the magazine
isn�t living up to its potential. Sadly, Oui isn�t the only magazine I�ve
bought that has this problem.
America doesn�t need more porn. It needs better porn.
AND IN THE END...
�The barrage of �zine commentary, columnizing and contrarian
analyses of the latest media spins can be numbing, not to say
superfluous.�
- TIME, March 23, 1998, pg. 66.
(And those 95 Theses that guy Martin Luther tacked up -- what a
superfluity that was! - h.j.)
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