ATTITUDE video station slight dread

{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\deflang1033{\fonttbl{\f0\fdecor\fprq2\fcharse t0 Tempus Sans ITC;}{\f1\fnil\fcharset0 Times New Roman;}} \viewkind4\uc1\pard\b\f0\fs20 Emma's Attitude \par by Jason D L (M/F, F/F, M+/F, spank, light bond, NC)\par \par This story, inspired again by a request from a reader, involves subjects that could get you serious time at the crossbar hotel were you to take them from fantasy to reality, so don't think I am encouraging you to do them, just presenting them fo your reading pleasure. Author retains all rights and privileges of outhorship, but will alow reposting on FREE(not fake free but truly free) websites, and also expressly permits the reposting, in toto, by ASSM in whichever forum they choose to provide for this work. \par \par \par \b0\f1\par Emma had been restless all week long, waiting for The man who seemed to constantly invade her thots to appear in her life again. Since the weekend where he had made many of her fantasies come true, she had been resigned to mere glimpses of him in a crowd as she walked into her building, or got on the lift to her office's floor. She was very, very desperate for his attentions once again, and the notes he sent her in innocuous packages, such as patient files delivered by an errand boy, or express packages dropped in her secretary's office simply made her all te more needy. Her fingers were getting quite sore by now, and her puss itched for te feel of flesh and blood male instead of the cool latex or plastic of the toys she had bought since his first two, and only so far, visits. \par \par When the woman arrived in her office at the end of the day, Emma's patience was frayed. the note promising his arrival had come in the midst of a stack of files, brought to her office by an earnest but nerdy young man, overweight and wearing cheap glasses, and even cheaper dress clothes, probably off the rack at the local discount store, Emma thought privately. The note was protruding from the stack, and Emma had seen the outline of her leg in the picture stapled to the front of the note, his calling card to her. She had snapped at the young man, afraid he had seen the compromising photograph the stranger marked every note to her with, as to assure her the missive was his, and not a false one. Reading the not greedily, she noted he promised her a surprise visit after hours this evening, and her juices pulsedinto the pad she had been forced to wear these days, to protect from soaking her panties and gaments thru inadvertently. With the promise of his visit, the last thing Emma needed was to deal with an unscheduled patient, so when the woman made to speak to her, Emma snapped out quickly of her closing soon.\par \par Not noticing the woman's smirk, Emma paid no attention to the woman as she made her way to the door, nor did she notice the woman's hand on the door's lock, or the keyed padlock she was fastening around the door and in to the secondary hasp that maintenance had installed a few days earlier, in case Emma had wanted to secure her office better sometime. Emma only noticed the woman was still in the office when she heard the woman's low chuckle and saw the lights in the outer office going dim one by one. The woman was walking towards her, hands unbuttoning her blouse, and shrugging down her skirt, a wry grin on her face as Emma's eyes widened. On the front of the woman's undershirt, just beneath her freely swinging, erect-nippled breasts, was pinned a very stimulating photographic memory of the weekend Emma had spent with the stranger, a weekend she had at first resisted , but surrendered to after threats of the photos of a previous encounter with The man had smartened her to accept the inevitable. Seeing her naked form splayed so wantonly, the stranger's fist buried inside her cunny, made Emma both tingle and despair a little. He had said a visit, but not specifically from him, and Emma was afraid she knew what was soon to happen to her. \par Reaching down to pick her skirt up from the floor, the woman intorduced herself to Emma as Susanna, opening her purse to hand a videotape to her, and closing a hand over Emma's as she accepted the tape, drawing her to her feet and leading her unerringly to the small room off her office that contained Emma's fax machine, copier, and video station, where she viewed patient workups from other radiologists, who often sent such with patients to be Xrayed. When the woman drew her to stand beside her in front of the video station, a slight dread of the unknown caused her feet to lag behind her body, almost sending he sprawling as she stumbled against this Susanna, whose relationship to The man was yet to be discovered. \par When the picture on the screen cleared of static, emma saw the now familiar visage of the stranger, smiling at her from the screen as her insides melted with memories of the passsion he had brought in to her life. His voice, warm with memories of her as well, told her of her instruction for the night and morning, that her task was to obey this woman as if she were himself, and trust that se knew as well as he did how to bring pleasure and fulfillment to Emma's life. The picture changed suddenly to one of her, fromtheir weeknd together, Emma's lips closed over The Man's penis, working it in her mouth and suckling it as if she were a newborn calf, her eyes happy and looking directly into the camera. The Man's voice provided a commentray to her act of submission, reminding her that he knew what was best for her and would see her soon. The woman's hand, cupped Emma's botom, stroking it possessively as the tape continued cycling thru scenes from the weekend, every bit of her activiteies encapsulated in the flashes of scenes that zoomed past her widening eyes. When she felt her skirt lifting from her thighs, Emma reflexively moved a hand back to push it back down again, but regretted doing so immediately, as the woman's hand tightened over hers, and dragged her from the small room. Emma was afraid she had crossed some invisible line n this Susana's mind, but didn't know what was to be her fate until she saw the direction they were headed towards,the straight-backed, armless chair that sat in front of her desk, but she held out hope that her guess was wrong.\par When she felt the woman pulling her over her lap, face-down and panting, Emma knew her guess was hooribly correct, and she closed her eyes in self-pity as the woman dragged her hand behind her back and pulled her remaining hand back to join it, tying it there with a silken cord she had apparently brought in her bag. Feeling the back of her skirt flipping up over her waist, Emma tensed her bottom as the cool air wafted over her buttocks, now exposed by the hem of her panties being dragged down her legs. A chuckle from the woman caused her confusion until waving in front of her face she saw the pad she had been wearing to catch her abundant wetness, which leaked from her all too often lately. When this woman Susanna ordered her to open her mouth, Emma did so in shock, not obedience, amazed that this woman would think she would willingly accept her passion-drenched maxipad in her mouth. Apparently she did think that as the pad was forced between her shocked teeth and a warning pinch between her legs made her stop trying to force it back from inside her mouth. Remembering the stranger's order to comply with this strange woman's orders as if they were his', Emma felt helpless as her tongue tasted the salty-sweet musk of her very own pussy. Feeling said pussy gushing a bit of cream from inside at the thot of what she had just done, Emma heard the woman chuckling and telling ehr that it wouldn't be the only lady's cream she had in her mouth this evening. \par Remembering what she was about to have happen to her, Emma tensed her legs again, closing them as she felt the woman's hand rubbing over the taut honey-colored skin on her bottom. The woman murmured to her now, bending close to tell her softly in her ear, "This is to remind you of your true place in The Man's and now my life, as ours to play with and entertainourselves. You won;t be harmed, just stung, and you will enjoy it all in the end, just as you enjoyed all the tricks Our Friend taught you." With that, the first stinging blows fell on Emma's buttocks, stinging quick and sharply as she wailed into the paper and cotton wedged in her mouth. Relentlessly the lady smacked on the glowing bum while emma writhed over her lap, not at all decorous or stoic under this hail of swatting punishment. feeling the fingers of the woman landing dangerously close to her intimate flesh, emma closed her legs tighter, only to feel them jerked open again and harder licks fall on her very lips and clitoris. Her cries rang out all the more and Emma jerked her legs so hard her shoes fell off her feet, her panties sliding down her legs as she labored to rise from this humiliating oposture, her feet being off the floor giving her no leverage to rise. \par With the palm of the woman's hand falling on Emma's thighs now, her rage and desperation finally crumbled into tears--hot, stinging tears that flooded over her face and wracked her body with sobs as the punishment stretched into long minutes. When the spanks finally slowed to a halt, Emma didn't rise or even move from her position, Susanna having to lift her bodily and carry her into the exam and imaging room. When Emma finally calme she realized she was nude and spread eagled on the table, silken cords wrapped round her ankles, knees, and elbows, tyingoff to the taable and lifting her into the most interesting posture. Her bottom sliding to the edge of the table as Susanna positioned her, her ankles and knees were tied to raise her feet to hip level and her knees up near her breasts. Her arms were tied at the elbows to keep them up near her breasts as well, but her hands could reach her navel.\par When the lights nthe room went out and left Emma in darkness, nude and vulnerable on the table, Emma strained to hear what was happening, the door closing left her alone with her thots, and its opening and the rustle of clothes falling to the floor gave her no real clue as to what exactly was happening to her. When she felt te tongue licking the edges of her labia, Emma groaned in wonder, the feeling of heated breath and moist lips and tongue washing over her sex sending shicvers up her thighs and torso, the points of her nipples straining towards the ceiling as she groaned low, she heard the woman's low chuckle at the end of the table, then the pressure of the lips and tongue continued, increasing as her sex moistened against her will. As she writhed against the stricture of the gently caressing cords, Emma felt herr control slipping from her, the need for her independence slipping away as surely as if the stranger was here with her again, the welcome sense of belonging to him returning without his physical presence, feeling as she did when she stroked herself to ecstasy thinking of their times together and the times to come with him. Her orgsam flashed into being without a thot as Emma bucked her hips up agaist the mouth that stirred her to these heights, and her hands strained til she buried her fingers in the hair on top of her lover's head.\par It was when she finally came down the other side of her climax that Emma seized grabbing and began stroking the hair beneath her fingers. Her fingers toyed in the soft hair for long moments, the tongue lapping her wetness from her inner thighs, her orgasm so strong she misted the passion over their surfaces. When she had lain so quiet and content for awhile, a tiny neuron in her brain ruined the moment for her completely--the hair in her hands was short, while Susanna, The Man's emissary, had long brown hair, curled gently, not coarse and straight like this hair was. Her gasp seemed to be a signal for the lights, because on its heels the room sprang to life, lights bright in her eyes then clearing as she saw the woman kneeling beside her at the end of the table, while between her legs was the young man who delivered the files to her today, the files with her message from The man .. Her cream covered his lower face, even dampening his shirt collar and front while Susanna knelt naked and suspiciously dry beside him, a mischievous smile on her face as the young man stood from kneeling between her legs, his lower body naked and a hard prick jutting from his lower torso. \par The light dazzled her, the unease at her predicament gaining ground in her mind as the young man pushed his meaty, swollen cock in her body, stretching her as she cringed from his intimate liberties with her already, and the violation of her person he was engaging in. When she gasped out a no, realizing only now that her gag had fallen away from her mouth during her spanking and ecstsasy afterwards, Emma felt a shapr pincjh on her lower buttock, making her gasp suddenly cut off as Susanna reminded her of The Man's orders for her submission to her. The brutal entry of the young man spoke of his impatience to be inside her, and she remembered his eyes following her as she walked thru the halls of her floor, and the crawl of bugs on her skin when he looked at her so. Now that very young man had just made her orgasm with his mouth and was ramming his member into her soft, supple body. Her body shuddered as she felt Susanna kissing along her inner thigh and worming er tongue into her exposed bottom. The feel of the slick moist muscle worming over the flesh of her crinkled anus made Emma shudder, the implications of what Susanna was doing to her more frighening that the overwhelming feel of the young man's hard cock ripping into her puss. \par Her worst fear was confirmed as she felt Susanna's hand wrap around the young man's cock and pull it from her cunny.When she felt the lady positioning the young man's erection against her bottom, Emma shrank into herself, the minutes of her torment blurring together, the shame rushing over her til she could no longer count the hours.Her body was warm and toasty from the attentions of the two, man taking her when he hardened enuff to and licking her when he wasn't. The woman however, used her impressive collection of entertaining tools to torment and pleasur poor Emma the whole night thru, the oly time she wasn't forcing a toy into one of Emma's orifices being the times she covered Emma's face with her own sex, dripping juices down into Emma's willing, obedient mouth. Emma saw the sunlight in her office's window shining out on to hthe exam room floor, and knew the night was nearly over. What she did NOT expect was the door to open, admitting The man and several people who stood in the shadows behind him, the door latching behind them as he walked forward to see her.\par Arrayed behind her wonderful stanger were the various men working in the offices on her floor, all men she had either dated casually or turned down for affairs as they were maried or not her type. None of them were men she would have slept with, but of course neither was the young man who had been using her as his cum rag all night, Emma thought to herself. Emma canot bear the thought of what she fears, the smiles on the young man who delivered the files for The man yesterday and on the face of Susanna, the woman who mastered her so well this evening, causing butterflies to dance in her belly. \par Her wonderful stranger makes her worst dreams reality tho when he walks to her, a sad smile on his face as he motions for Susanna to set the camera he brings with him in a convenient place, the men who she had worked with and sometimes spent time after work with, slipping cloth hoods over their faces, leaving holes for her to see thier eyes and mouths, and undoing their pants as she felt the stranger workig between her legs, his attentions on her well-used sex and bottom, massaging oil inside and making her react tohis touch even with the many eyes of the men of her floor on her. Emma shrank against herself as she felt the first man of the group move to stand between her still bound legs, The man having worked balm into her sore mons, and now pouring her engorged puss full of lubricant, even holding open the lips for his fast entry. No protective latex shielded her vunerable tissues from the seed that was poured into her, man after man for the next hurs, the pleasure and pain only stopping when the floor came active with nurses and doctors on their rounds and varied errands. \par With the noise outside the office, the spelll of embarrassing torment snapped, and hte mood changed in the crowded exam room, the men dressing and leaving as silently as they had come in. None of them spoke to her, but smiled as they doffed their hoods and smirkingly reminded her of the now too-intmate knowledge they had of her. She had thot her time of humility was over, until she heard the voice of her assistant in the outer offie, canceling and reschedulaing her day as she listened on wide-mouthed. The man smiled at her as she slowly realized that everyone but her was in on her ordeal, and that the day was young and her time of service as an instrument of pleasure was not nearly over. \par \par Warm thanks for your attention and interests, Jason D ( JasonDkEldar@yahoo.com, juno.com, hotmail.com; Archondaniel@hotmail.com)\par }

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