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From: Don Winslow <dwin2001@yahoo.com>
Subject: {ASSM} On The Strip: A Vegas Staory, Part 5 (F/F, D/s, Spanking) [5/5]
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On the Strip
Part 5
Don Winslow


The next afternoon, the silver van once more made its 
lonely way out to the isolated ranch house.  Two familiar 
figures got out.  Franco and Hutch had been ordered to make 
the return trip, but this time they had a male passenger.  
He didn't need to be threatened with a gun.  Nor was there 
any need to handcuff him for the trip out into the desert.  
Bobby was much too scared to even think about resisting.  
He knew that when a couple of the Don's soldiers invited 
you to go with them, it was invitation no one could refuse.  
Practically paralyzed with fright, he walked to the van, 
half-convinced he was going to be taken for his last ride.  
Natalie knew!  And she would have her revenge!


Bobby spent the long drive into the country chatting 
nervously and sweating profusely.   But his efforts to  
engage his tight-lipped escorts in conversation got him 
nowhere. He learned nothing.  Only that his Missus wanted 
to see him at some place out of town.  


As they pulled up, Bobby took one look at the desolate 
house, and decided that it would be the perfect place for a 
murder.  He was actually shaking as they led him up the 
stairs, and into the old clapboard house.


Booby was astonished to find himself in a cavernous room, 
and as his puzzled eyes took in the array of odd equipment, 
his wife appeared to welcome him.  


She was wearing her "playsuit," the snugly-fitted bustier 
that flattened her thin chest and tightly wrapped  her lean 
torso.  The sleek boots, and black pantyhose added height 
to her long legs.   His eyes pooped out at the astonishing 
sight of his wife sheathed in gleaming, kinky black 
leather.  For a moment, the man was struck speechless!


He decided it was best to ignore her outrageous outfit.  He 
tried his most winsome smile on her.


"Natalie!  Thank God!  I think these guys have got some 
wires crossed.  But now that you're here, I'm sure we 
straighten all this out.  Bobby talked when he got nervous.  
In the Don's view his son-in-law talked entirely too much.   
"What is this place?' he added in a hushed voice.


She smiled, "Welcome honeybuns, to Natalie's Hideaway.  
Yes, it's true I have had this little secret from you.  My 
very own retreat in the country.  A place to get away from 
it all.  Surprised? Well, after all, you men aren't the 
only ones who can have little surprises tucked away on the 
side."


Bobby went pale, and clenched his fists, digging his 
fingernails into his palms, as he awaited what might well 
be his death sentence.


"Sure, my sweetcakes here knows all about secrets, doesn't 
he?  Secrets like that big-titted bimbo you've been dickin' 
around with."


"Natalie, she means nothing to me.  Listen you have got to 
realize that..."


"Forget it Bobby, " I ain't got no more time for your 
bullshit.  You're here for one reason, you fucker, an d 
this is it:  we're gonna play some games, and I got a 
special playmate, and she's all ready, just for you."  


Natalie nodded to Franco who went over to small platform at 
one side on which a metal frame supported a pair of 
curtains.  Drawing back the curtains, Bobby saw an 
astonishing sight.  Before him, a naked woman was tied in a 
bent-down position, on her knees and elbows, her head and 
shoulders lowered, her neck imprisoned in a heavy wooden 
yoke, that kept the facing frontward.  The position of 
lowered shoulders and steeply angled back meant that her 
naked butt stuck back, jutting up in air in lewd offering.  
He instantly recognized that bent over body.  Natalie had 
put the snatch on Nikki; it was his blond girlfriend, who 
waited before him in this humiliating pose.


"Nikki!" he gasped, and heard a muffled squeal.


But his lover didn't answer, couldn't answer, as the hated 
ball gag had been re-inserted, once she had been tied down.  

  
"Yeah, here's your little playmate now.  You know what I 
heard, sweetcakes?  I heard that you and miss titties here 
have been playing doctor. That was very naughty of you.  
Now you're gonna play another game -- Natalie's game.


"Get undressed!"


"What?!"


"You heard me, you fucker, get out of them clothes!  And 
you better make it snappy, or Franco here will put a hole 
right through your fuckin' forehead." 


The thin, deadpan hood pulled out a .38, and, from only a 
few feet away, aimed it directly at Bobby's head.  The 
astonished guy's eyes went wide with fright.  Scared 
shitless, with hands shaking the handsome young man rushed 
to comply.   He quickly stripped: tore off his shirt; 
dropped his pants, took off shoes and socks.  And when he 
got down to his briefs, he looked at Natalie who nodded 
impatiently -- those too would have to go.  Now Booby stood 
stark naked before them.  The guy was very, very scared; 
his limply-hanging cock, shrunken with fear.  Natalie 
smiled.  She now went over to select a riding crop from a 
shelf that held her considerable collection of such weapons 
of discipline.


Striding over to her nude, cowering husband, she slapped 
the riding crop against her booted clave with a crisp 
smack, causing him to jump.


"Come here, stud," she cackled, pointing at his sagging 
cock with the deadly crop.  Bobby edged forward.  "Natalie, 
for God's sake..."


She touched the whippy rod to his limp cock, lifting it on 
the tip, as if examining his flaccid penis.  "Don't tell me 
you don't wanna play my game, stud?  That would make 
Natalie very angry.  Now let's get on with it!  That cow 
you've been fucking on company time, she knows she's been 
real bad.  She begged me to punish her for being naughty, 
promised me she'd be a good girl. But I'm not gonna do it.  
No, you're gonna do it, sweetcakes.  Now, take this fucking 
whip, and beat the bitch's fat ass.  Do it now!"  She said, 
thrusting the whip at him.  


And when her astonished husband only looked at her, she 
flicked her wrist, slicing the air, and landing a vicious 
whack cutting across his naked haunches.


"Yeeoch," he yelped, recoiling back.


"Do it, sweetcakes.  Either you do her, or I do you.  It's 
your choice."


Bobby reluctantly took up the riding crop.  The three of 
them watched the naked man pad across the thick carpet to 
where the jutting ass of the pinioned female awaited him, 
raised in tempting invitation.  He looked back over his 
shoulder, but the cold, smoldering eyes he met, told him 
there was no turning back.


"Do her good, stud.  I want to hear her scream.  Or it'll 
be you that's singing a tune for me and the boys."


Bobby set his stance, slowly took the measure of his 
target, brought back his hand and struck, sending the 
whippy rod forward to bite into the soft rearcheeks with a 
wicked "THWACK!"   He heard a muffled scream, as Nikki's 
meaty ass absorbed the impact.  "THWACK!" he struck again, 
and this time the rod cut straight across the rounded domes 
indenting them for a split second till they bounced back in 
wobbly elasticity.


"More!" his half-crazed wife shouted out, "Whip her! Whip 
her!  BEAT HER ASS!!".


  THWACK!...THWACK!...THWACK!"   He struck again and again, 
whipping Nikki's agitated rump till he had the rearmounds 
wobbling and jiggling under the rain of  vicious smacks.  
The cacophony was deafening, or would have been had not 
Nikki's mouth been properly stoppered.  Natalie watched 
that juddering bottom absorb the punishment, white strips 
turning to angry red wheals, the whole ass taking on a rosy 
glow as her naked husband kept at it, spanking his 
erstwhile lover with growing enthusiasm.  She noticed that, 
as he watched that hot ass gyrating wildly, his drooping 
cock had started to rise.  Now semi-rigid, it stood out 
from his crotch, swaying before him as he whipped the big 
blonde; his own excitement so obviously rising.


To his surprise, Bobby found a perverse joy in whipping the 
girl, caught up as he was in grip of growing excitement, 
perversely enjoying the sight of Nikki Paradise's juddery 
ass bounding and dancing under his rapidly whipping hand.


"Enough!" Natalie called out.  The naked man held his hand, 
and stood with the riding crop hanging loosely at his side.  
He was sweating profusely, and his chest was undulating in 
ragged heaves.  Obviously aroused now, his cock had risen 
to stand rigid in sexual readiness. 


"Looks like the Stud gets turned on by spanky games.  I'll 
bet you'd just love to use this thing wouldn't you Stud?" 
she teased, reaching over to grab onto her husband's 
blatantly ready penis.  "Wanna fuck her?  Well, we'll see.  
Maybe if you play nice, Natalie will arrange it for you." 
Then she turned her back on the nude man, and began 
strolling around the room.


"I just don't understand men.  Why would you want a piece 
of that fat ass?  She's just a big-titted cow, Bobby, a 
slut, a cunt and whore.  Here, let me show you what a 
little slut she really is."  Then, to her assistants: 
"Bring her over here".


Nikki was immediately released from her restraints, rose up 
off her elbows, and slowly struggled to her feet.  She 
couldn't help reaching back to ruefully rub her hurting 
bottom, as Natalie smirked, regarding her sobbing victim 
with utter disdain.  Her guards each took an arm and walked 
the sniffling girl over to face her tormentor.   She was 
pale and bedraggled, and so shaken they had to support her 
to keep her upright.  She managed to find Bobby's eyes, 
looking up at her lover with big pleading eyes over the 
obtrusive ball.  He had turn away.  But Natalie regarded 
her captive critically, watching those full, heaving 
breasts slowly settle. 


 "Lookee what I brought you, slut.  It's your own personal 
fuck-toy.  As you can see, he's happy to see you," she 
crowed pointing to Bobby's by now, softening cock.  "Ohhh, 
but what's this?  I'm afraid he's losing interest in his 
little whore.  Men are so fickle aren't they?"  But I'm 
sure you can revive his interest.  It's time to play 
another game.  You're gonna love this one."


She turned to Hutch who stood at her side:  "Take off her 
gag.  I want her mouth."


The gag was removed, and Nikki cried out:  "Bobby, please 
help..."  WHACK! a riding crop came slamming across her 
haunches.


"Yeeee," she screamed, dancing from foot to foot.


"Shuddup, cunt!  Haven't you learning ANYTHING?!" the 
dominatrix shouted in exasperation.  "Now get down on your 
knees."


Nikki, jumped and cringed back.  Shakily, she lowered 
herself to kneel before her mistress.


Now Natalie kept up a running monologue as she went to 
select a weapon.  "Now here's how the game works, slut," 
she explained, holding a floppy leather paddle in her 
hands, smacking her palm to test the pliant blade with a 
snap of her wrist.  She turned to the three waiting men." 
She's going to suck you off, all of you.  But no one is 
going to come until I say!  Do you understand?"   The men 
nodded their agreement.  The thought of the beautiful 
blonde being forced to wrap her sexy lips around their 
cocks was irresistible.  They would have agreed to 
anything!


The slap of the leather paddle against her palm, now 
punctuated the dominatrix' orders. 


"Come on, boys.  Get out your cocks for us," she ordered, a 
cruel smile on her face.  Natalie examined the exposed 
cocks with satisfaction; two semi-rigid erections pointed 
to the kneeling girl, while Bobby's own manhood seemed to 
be rejuvenating, growing before her very eyes, stiffening 
with a renewed surge of interest in spite of himself. 


Now Natalie turned her attention back to her sorry captive 
who was quietly waiting on her knees, blond head bowed low, 
seemingly resigned to her fate.


"Now listen, slut" she began, "I'm going to whomp your butt 
until all these boys are ready to come, so you better give 
'em your best shot!"  To the waiting men she said: "You 
guys  form a circle around her.  This little slut's just 
dying to give out blowjobs, but she doesn't deserve to 
swallow your cum.   No, I want you to come on her, on her 
face and in her hair, all over her body.  Don't waste a 
drop of it.  You're first, sweetcakes," she looked at Bobby 
with that mean, angry look in her dark, hard eyes; he knew 
he had no choice but to obey.  Already he feared he might 
never get out of this alive.  


"And you, slut, you will suck and lick them, and beg them 
to come all over you!"  


As the eager men closed in upon the kneeling girl, naked 
cocks only inches away,  Natalie, still holding the wicked 
leather paddle, knelt down behind the girl.  She brought 
back the paddle, and gave Nikki's already punished bottom a 
short, decisive slap.


"WHAP!"


"Yeeouch!"  Nikki recoiling from the impact, sent her hands 
flying behind her to cover her smarting rearcheeks. 


"Get those hands out of the way, and get this fuck-toy's 
prick in your mouth," she was ordered.  "I'm gonna keep 
whompin' your ass until you're finished."


"WHAP!"


Nikki quickly accepted Bobby's proffered penis, opening her 
lush red lips and taking him into her mouth, not for the 
first time.   He looked down on the voluptuous blonde and 
couldn't help  enjoying the sight of her pouting red lips 
forming a taut circle to slide wetly along the length of 
his cock.  As the girl took in the rigid shaft, Natalie 
spanked her again, a short, not-too-hard slap, more a 
reminder, really.


"WHAP!"


It was enough to start Nikki energetically bobbing and 
sucking on her lover's prick.
 

"WHAP!...WHAP!. ...WHAP!"


In a few seconds Bobby's manhood had grown visibly harder 
inside her mouth. Natalie momentarily stopped the spanking, 
to roughly grab the girl by the ears.


"Come on Slut!  Open up; use that tongue of yours on lover-
boy's cock!" She pulled the girl's head back, and watched 
in delight as the girl obediently ran her pink tongue all 
around Bobby's still-growing erection.  The man was soon 
groaning with pleasure.  His feeble hands came out to find 
her head and his fingers delved into her hair.  He held her 
lightly while her head bobbed vigorously on his prick.


"Arggghh," he groaned.


Sensing he was about to come, Natalie impatiently ordered 
him away, and gestured for Hutch to take his place.


The large beefy man towered over the huddling girl, his 
thick cock hard and upstanding.  He wasted no time in 
thrusting his huge cock between Nikki's still-parted lips, 
and then fucking her face with rapid hip thrusts.  Gasping 
for air, Nikki tried to pull back, but her ravager grabbed 
hold of her ears and drew her towards him so that the poor 
girl had no option but to take in the entire length of that 
thick, pumping prick.


"WHAP!"  The smack was nothing more than a light kiss, but 
it urged the blond cocksucker onto greater heights.


 "Suck him, slut!"  The words rang out, as Hutch pumped his 
plunging manhood in and out of the blonde's pretty face.  

  
After a minute or two, Natalie ordered the increasingly 
excited man to step away to be replaced by Franco whose 
long, slender penis was stiff and throbbing with lusty 
power.  The sucking continued for some time.  As Franco 
tightened up like he was about to come, Natalie got him to 
pull out and move back to be replaced by Bobby.  The 
rotation moved quicker and quicker as each man was sucked 
again and again by the sobbing, frenzied girl.  After each 
of the three men had enjoyed Nikki's mouth three times, all 
were visibly ready to come.


"Time for phase two," Natalie declared.  "Form a circle 
around her.  I want you guys to come on the bitch.  And 
you, you filthy slut, you will lick and yank them off, till 
they come all over you!"


She leaned down and grabbed a handful of Nikki's hair, 
yanking her head back so she was forced to look into her 
tormentor's eyes.  


"Now listen good, slut.  I'm going to allow you thirty 
seconds.  If they're not finished in time - if they haven't 
come all over you - then all three of them will have the 
fun of coming up your ass.  It's your choice!"


Fresh sobs wracked her thoroughly abused body, as Nikki 
started frantically licking and sucking at the circle of 
cocks; sweat and tears and pre-cum dripping down her lovely 
face.  She used her long, slim fingers to masturbate the 
two mobsters while bobbing her mouth up and down on her 
lover, servicing all three men at once.


For Natalie, however, it was still not enough.


"You've got twenty seconds, cunt!" she warned, shouting 
above the groans and grunts.  "Talk dirty.  Tell us what 
you are: a slut and whore.  Beg them to come on your face."


The distraught girl pulled Bobby's the cock out of her 
mouth, took a quick breath, and tried to comply in a forced 
whisper. 


 "I'm a ...whore"  she hissed," deeply humiliated.
  

"Go on!  Tell us you're a slut" Natalie interrupted 
slapping Nikki's  tear-stained face. Nikki choked back her 
sobs, and obeyed as best she could.  Bobby, on whose cock 
she was sucking, abruptly pulled back and began to pump his 
hand up and down its length, all the time keeping it 
pointed directly at her face.


"I'M A SLUT, AND A CUNT, AND WHORE !  COME ON MY FACE!" she 
cried.  Desperate to make the men come before Natalie 
carried out her threat of having them fuck her ass, she 
began to lick avidly at the cocks surrounding her, speaking 
as best as she could between sucking slurps.



"WHAP!" the deadly paddled licked her butt, urging her on.


"COME ON MY FACE.  I'M A SLUT AND A WHORE."  She managed to 
get out in a breathless rush.  Shuffling on her knees as 
quickly as she could, the wildly frantic blonde went from 
man to man, licking, sucking, pumping their cocks,  doing 
everything possible to make the men come.


"I'm a slut, and a whore. Come on my face!  Come on my 
face!  C OME ON MY FACE!"  She whispered in a heated rush.


Driven to distraction, the frantic girl kept it up, 
mumbling the weird mantra till it sent the powerfully 
aroused men right over the edge.  Hutch's prick  begin to 
jerk in her left hand; Franco's followed suit in her right.  
At almost the same time Bobby's prick shot off, erupting in 
spurts of cum that splattered her forehead and dribbled 
down over her closed eyes and her twisting, clenched face.


"In your hair slut! I want it in your hair" Natalie 
screamed, grabbing the girl's hand and directing Bobby's 
cock as string after string of sperm flew through the air 
and landed with a splat in her soft, blonde waves.


"Auuugh," cried Franco, his cum spraying the upper slopes 
of Nikki's heaving tits.


"Make sure you get it all, you slut!  Anything that falls 
on the carpet, you'll be licking up."  But not a single 
drop fell on the carpet.


 Jet after jet of thick, white cum rained down on Nikki's 
pretty face and chest.   It took less than a minute for all 
the men to empty their balls on their cum-soaked captive.  
When they were finished they stood back to admire their 
work.


Nikki knelt with head hung low, gasping in the middle of 
their circle, naked shoulders shivering.  Her face was 
generously decorated with thick ropy strands of sperm, the 
cum dribbling down her chin and neck, slowly congealing and 
drying. Smears of glistening white cum adorned her cheeks 
and nose, like a sticky spider's web.   Even her eyelashes 
were soaked with the stuff.  Her panting tits too, bore the 
results of spilled male lust, and her silvery-blond hair 
was matted with strands of glistening cum.  Her cruel 
mistress had thoroughly humiliated her, reduced her hated 
rival to nothing more than a slutty sex slave.  Standing 
over her with folded arms, looking down on cum-besotted 
girl, Natalie Giordello couldn't help grinning in self-
satisfied triumph.


****    ****    ****    ****

People disappeared from Vegas all the time, mostly because 
they owed somebody.  They ran from gambling debts, or they 
simply run out of options.  They took off voluntarily or 
they checked out involuntarily.


In the Clark County sheriff's office two detectives sat 
back with feet on their desks, discussing the case of Nikki 
Paradise, showgirl, well-known party-girl, and all around, 
pain-in-the-ass.  The strip was buzzing with rumors.  One 
story was that the beautiful blonde had fallen into the 
clutches of a gang of white slavers who sold her off to 
some Central American drug lord.  The rumor had her held 
prisoner 
in some kind of remote army camp in the jungle, kept there 
as the plaything for some tin-pot dictator.  It was said 
that whenever he tired of a woman in his harem, she was 
given over to his troops, and the unfortunate female would 
spend the rest of her days as a common barracks whore.  But 
then some of those rumors were pretty unbelievable.


All they knew for sure was that Nikki had last been seen 
with some Vegas pretty boy -- none other than the hubby of 
Vincente Carducci's daughter.  They had interviewed him.  
They agreed: the guy was useless.  Moreover, he was scared 
shitless.  He knew something, but they'd never get it out 
of him. 


The sudden disappearance of Nikki Paradise would be one of 
those cases that might never be solved.



End of Part 5

THE END


Copyright 2001, Don Winslow
dwin2001@yahoo.com
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