Carol's Romance # 06
by Paladin
It was amazing, that old gals had staying power. Why she continued to saw into
my gal, Lucy's pussy for .. well a long, long time .. ( I wonder what she'd
could do with .. )
"Nellie that old gal with the strap-on is really got stamina! For an old biddy
her age!" I remarked over my shoulder to the young dominatrix showing me the
monitor.
"Naa. It's the age that does it to um. We get some old biddies like her in here,
and they saw and saw at the whore's hole for hours. They just can't seem to get
off. We've found some of um passed out over the whores back, and when we revive
um they want their money back as they didn't get off."
"That's why all the dildos, on the rack, in that room are all teflon." Nellie
replied, "and even then, we require the old gals in there, coat um every half
hour, with lots of lube jelly. They are also required to lube up the dummy,
before, during, and after they start fucking any of our bitches."
"Better living through chemistry!" I remarked as the old lady doing the sawing,
suddenly seemed to convulse, and then, she seemed to slow down the sawing, and
then STOPED! Next she bent over Lucy's upraised ass and rested for a while.
Finally, wearily she tried to withdraw the long pink strap-on appendage from
Lucy's now gaping, well used hole.
It was a struggle .. and she managed to get the thing, half of the way out, then
she falter, and had to rest on that old ass of Lucy.
The old gal seemed to be faltering, more and more, as she this time backed out,
using her knees, to duck walk back and out.
This time and technique proved successful ... She had made it! She managed to
with drawn all of the dildo form Lucy, oh so open ass.
(I was glad Martha was recording all this. It gave me ideas for some ....)
Next, when the dummy popped out, of it's former hole, Lucy, with all its weight
out to the end, and no supporting strings or muscles, it fell straight down,
taking the old gal, forward and right back to Lucy's ass. Only this time because
of the weight, the dummy wound up hanging down between Lucy's spread legs, and
it was holding the old biddy there against Lucy's crotch.
Again the crone had to rest, laying pinned over Lucy's sweating back.
Finally, after a short respite, she managed to begin again the long slow crawl
back away from the sight of her big 'O'.
Seeing she had withdrawn by herself, the other two of her club members that were
just watching, pitched in to help the old gal stand upright.
She was swe.. (no older gals .. dignified ones don't sweat .. they perspire!)
perspiring and ever soo tired, that the two also had to help the biddy get out
of the harness.
The other old crone was still laying there, on her back with Lucy's face
plastered in her ass. (Go Lucy!!)
(Yes sir that 'O' had taken some of the starch out of grandma ..)
The old gal whom Lucy was laving shuttered then, and she too had to be helped,
to drag herself, on her back, out from her position laying under Lucy's head.
I surmised that she too had gotten her big 'O' for the season.
She too had to be helped up, and after some discussions, the foursome seemed to
cluster at a spot up against the far wall. After a discussion the four gals
congregated at a spot by the wall, separated, and it was back to the busi.. no
it was back to my whore Lucy's servicing ...
Now like good bridge partners, the remaining two older women took up the
positions, recently vacated by their opponents. One sprouting the pink strap on
.. while the other .. well you guessed it, lay down on her back, and scooted up
under Lucy's head. They had liberally applied the lubricant to the dummy as the
house rules stated.
The sight of all this flabby wrinkled female flesh was disgusting ..
WHY IS MR STIFFIE GETS SO WORKED AT THIS??
Aw forget it..
It was then when I tore my gaze from mr stiffies' perverted desires, that I
noticed the stop watch mounted on the wall and asked,
"What's that stop watch doing over there by the door? to designate lube time
Nellie?"
It was where the four had previously gathered, around. As the first pair got
upon their legs under them, and stretched. It was there that the mysterious
discussion was held. Hay! I didn't hear, as the audio was not turned on in the
control room and that old perverted mr stiffie wanted to know.
"Well yea. That too, but primarily, we also use it to keep time for the billing
of the sessions with our whores. Though this group uses it to keep score, also."
"Score??" I wondered.
"Yea .. You see, they have a standard pool. Fastest one to cum gets a prize ..
usually a quarter of the pot, and the slowest one to cum gets the majority of
the pot. Sort of a consolation prize. They usually set up the pool before they
get here .. You know .. We don't allow gambling on the premises! It's against
the law .. you know!" Nellie informed me. "But as this group, are old money and
.. they set it up outside, we don't know about it .. But no money change hands
in there!"
Their seemed to be a slight disturbance while I was day dreaming.
Lucy was standing up covering her denuded crotch and shaking her head ..
objecting to something ...
Lucy didn't like something .. The old crone who seemed to be the leader, cracked
open the door .. shortly Martha appeared, heard Lucy's impassioned plea ..
showed her the contract, relubricated the now idle dildo, positioned Lucy as
before .. and .. The next pair of elder ladies were soon going at it, at both
ends of Lucy, like their opponents did before. Just a slight disagreement ..
Contractual clauses you know ..
The crone with the dildo went at Lucy's ass, with a vengeance, and the other
under her head .. Well what can I say? It's a gal thing ... I watched for a
while, but it got kind of boring .. for me, so when Nellie got called away, for
a minute, I did a bit of channel surfing on Martha's private video system.
Nothing really satisfying came to my attention till .. I saw what must have been
the barn yard channel. (It has to be really perverted to get mr stiffie's
attention, but the sight of the young girl going down on a pig .. well I must
say .. Naa if I watched all this or even got a copy .. I'd never be able to
look another ham and egg breakfast in the plate without mr stiffie reminding
me.)
So using my all will power, I switched back to the all girl bridge club show,
featuring servicing by my mother cunt, Lucy. It was apparent that her friends ..
um .. were a bit demanding .. to say the least ..
So I decided, right then, I need to meet this group of perverts. Maybe I could
'help' then with their problems .. (That's me. Mr Helpful!)
Quickly so as to not be stopped, I ambled, so as to not draw attention to
myself, around the hall, and right up to the door, to introduce myself .. and ..
well .. offer these old girls .. um .. my card??
We all know .. I mean .. it pays to advertise! And who knows what they and I
might find useful ... together ..
At the door, I stood, listened, (Then as I was going to meet this group, I
picked the lock.). There I stood, waiting, till I knew all the customers were
done and gathered around the clock. Then like a gentleman, I knocked and waited
for the reply,
When no response came, I knocked again .. louder this time .. and, rattled the
door knob,
(Probably too adsorbed in their activities ..)
Finally I heard ..
"Who is it?" from one of the crones, answered my polite knock, in a very cross
voice. "What do yo..."
"The whores owner!" I answered loud and clear. That'll shake em up.
"What do you want?" another crone demanded forcefully.
"Well their are other customers .. and if you are .. um .. finished .. " I
replied as I rattled the door knob again, only this time, trying to make it
appear that the door just opened by itself, I flung the door wide opened
suddenly. I was confronted by an indignant looking old woman, standing close by
the now open door, sourly sneering at me.
She was half dressed and the others were Standing behind her, in various states
of undress.
"We rented her for .." she began, quickly trying to cover herself from my nasty
male eyes.
As I sauntered in my presence causing her back away in retreat,
"I know .. I know .. but their has been a back up .. we need her right away ..
And you are through .. aren't you?" I mumbled as I strolled over to a kneeling
very tired looking Lucy.
"Well all right .. I guess .. " the crone stated in that bitchy tone, an old
moneyed old bitch takes with an underling from the far side of the room.
Finally noticing the open door, she had rushed to and slammed the door to
minimize her exposure to the other brothel patrons.
(All right bitch .. You asked for it! And I could see I hat them!)
As I helped my sweating whore, Lucy, to stand up. she seemed soo happy to see me
.. But then, as she stood there bowl legged from her recent use, before she
could stop me, I skinned off her red rubber like head covering, exposing her
identity to the cheery little group.
Lucy gasped and tried to cover her face, and turn away from the club members ..
but it was too late! The cowering, half naked, bridge club had seen and some
recognized her! Though in her denuded state it was hard! It was Lucy!
"Lucy!" the seemingly head crone gasped .. "We didn't know .. I mean .. You
should have said something! Why we .. "
"It's kinda hard, say anything, when one of you is sawing in and out of her cunt
.. with that .. thing! Or when one of ya has her face burred in their fannies."
I related.
Their were gasps all around ..
Lucy wanted to run and hide, but I kept her standing there in a vice like grip
on her left arm. (I needed her here beside me to make this work.)
"Lucy, as you seem to know all of these nice ladies .. How about you do the
introductions. That way, we can all enlarge our circle of friends." I demanded
of mother cunt as I gripped her arm tighter.
"Um .. well this is .." Lucy, while trying to slip away from my grasp, and
cover her 'naughty bits' with her hands, began like her tongue had not untangle
itself from her last cunt swabbing.
"Young man! I .. um .. we do not wish to know you, or anything, about you or
further about her!" the old woman demanded, sticking her nose up with the air of
outraged dignity that one of her moneyed class assumes when she is caught in an
embarrassing position.
She stood there, straight and tall as they say in the army, flanked by the other
three, most of whom were now holding up various bits of conservative under
garments over their shriveled naked titties and white haired crotches.
"Suit yourself .. but you must be aware that Lucy here knows you all .. As her
owner and manager, I will be contacting each of you in turn to pay for any
damages inflicted upon my employee's person." I informed the now horrified
group. "I mean really we could settle this soo.."
Gasps were universal. The group seemed to tighten their holds on their pitiful
coverings as if to protect themselves from the big bad ...
"See here my good man! We will not stand here and be talked too like this. Come
girls get dressed! We will leave here and never again patronize this
establishment!" the old leader stated. She lost a lot of dignity, trying to put
on her panties on the way to the door ...
Needing more ammunition, I flung the naked denuded Lucy, into the middle of the
group and whipped out my handy dandy little digital video camera.
While they were all, tangles of partially and completely naked female flesh,
etc.. I began the digital video recording of a naked Lucy being handled by the
scantily attired ladies bridge group.
(With one of these little things the digital video is all dated, timed stamped,
and almost broadcast quality when it comes out of the camera.)
Amused I went about recording the melee, till the girls all had managed to
extracted themselves from the denuded mother cunts vicinity. While they were
standing away from her, now frantically trying to pull on a panty here, a tit
cover there, I pointed out,
"I now have a video, broadcast quality, all time and date stamped of each of
you. Proof of your involvement in a notorious whore house, handling one of it's
naked employee's person. How would you like that to appear on the 6 o'clock news
tonight?" I inquired.
Gasps went up all around .. Even Lucy, now again trying to cover her 'naughty
bits' with her hands. All were horrified at the prospect of appearing, even with
blurred 'naughty bits', on the 6 o'clock news in this context or any other
context.
"Now .. Now .. Ladies! Lets be friendly. We can all make up .. or we can all
make enemies .. As this is a stressful moment for all of you .. What say we
continue this discussion, .. say .. over coffee .. say .. at Lucy's place ..
tomorrow .. say 10'ish?" I smiled knowing that the ladies had no other real
choice in the matter.
The lead old crone's face was red with rage, but now partially dressed, she too
did not want it published that she .. a fine upstanding member of the community
.. frequented this den of iniquity .. when she was suppose to be playing bridge.
And too she did not want to hang about here, arguing the matter further, now.
Seeing no alternative, but defeat, if she stayed, an pushed it, she relented,
and spat out,
"Tomorrow .. 10ish .. at Lucy's. "
Then she tried to act dignified as she pulled on the last of her underwear and
clothes.
Amused at their exit, I stood there video taping the whole group till she left
the room followed by an equally outraged bunch of older disheveled looking
women.
Martha appeared at the door after the biddys left, with a very sower expression,
"OK .. so they were trouble .. but they were MY CUTOMERS! Damn you! Now ..."
Smiling at her, I uttered those immortal words,
"Trust Me! I have it all under control. I'll make it up to you .."
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Smiling at the thought of the possibilities, I left a thoroughly demoralized
Lucy with Martha, as a down payment, for the trouble and if my plan didn't work
out .. their were many more where Lucy came from to satisfy Martha's feelings
and true needs.
From Martha's files and with Lucy's help I obtained the names and addresses of
the club's membership.
Carol came right over to the car, after work, and didn't even have to be told ..
She jumped inside, stripped naked, bent over and was orally servicing me before
we were out of the parking lot.
We went to a copy place where, I had Carol masturbate herself, in the car, to
keep her motor running, while I ran off some copies of the stills I liked of the
'bridge club group' et all ..
Using the company's computer, I stored the video at on a web storage place with
a triggering program to post it if I did not counterman the program.
Next it was off to gather supplies for the next day's big meeting! Again Carol
kept her pussy warm, for me, in the parking lot.
Then we went to Lucy's house, where I spent half the night trying to satisfy mr
stiffie in that ever soo sweet ass hole of my BITCH .. Carol.
After I had sated mr stiffie and was done with Carol, I chained her under the
bed for safe keeping.
OK so the floor was cold but it was good training for her.
Now, even though I was tired I had to set up things for tomorrows meeting.
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Bright and early the next morning I dropped Carol off at her work place .. This
was getting to be dullsville .. I mean, I was getting into a rut and worse Carol
although now a talented and well trained whore, was getting to familiar with my
lurid demands. Too comfortable .. So I knew mr stiffie would soon demand
something else .. Something strange! Like all males he needed STRANGE!
In the morning, before we left, I had gone about checking the set up of things,
for the meeting. All seemed in readiness!
Now with Carol safely at work, I waited down the block from Lucy till all the
girls of the bridge club, and then I waited another 15 minutes. The lead old
crone, trying to play it cool had showed up late, so I just showed up .. later.
Fashionably later than their leader, I drove up, parked behind their cars,
pinning them in and walked right by the waiting four some.
Without a word, I opened Lucy's front door, left it wide open, and walked right
into Lucy's parlor. There, I had picked out the most comfortable looking chair
and put it in the center of the room. All the other furnature was shoved back
into other rooms. I proceeded directly to MY chair, plopped my fat ass in it,
and waited.
Presently the old women wearily ventured inside the house. They searched and
presently found me, seated on apparently the only chair, in the living room.
Unsure of themselves, the bridge club was left to stand around the room glaring
at me, but not saying a thing.
"Well what say we get all comfy? Girls! Just like at the last 'bridge game'? ..
You first I ordered the head crone!"
The old expression 'If looks could kill.' comes to mind, but then who wants to
live forever.
The crone glared at me and stood her ground.
"Young man, who do you think you are? I am .." she began.
"Grandma, I don't give two shits, who you think you are. Right now you're ass is
mine and your name is SHIT!!" I spat at her. "Now you get down to your bridge
playing get up .. like yesterdays game's attire, or .. in a while .. a program,
at my remote sight will post copies of you and all the girls here .. to every
newspaper in the state, and even a few foreign ones. You'll be the laughing
stock of the county and abroad in the twinkling of an eye."
"I can wait as long as you can. But then I have nothing to lose .. Well Grandma!
What's your pleasure?"
Looking about the room, the old ladies were stunned! They looked to their leader
and she was ..
Grandma began,
"You can't be serious!"
I just sat there, smiling,. Reaching into my pocket I retrieved my cigar case,
and light up one of my cheep, smelly cigars .. the kind I like.
(I've found out through much research, that women, especially old women,
positively detest um.)
Here and now, these women .. well let's see their reactions.
"Young man! We are all decent women .. We all have upstanding positi.."
Grandma was running out of bluster. I just sat, there puffing away, trying to
make as much smoke as possible, so that they would do something .. anything soon
just to get out of here.
Grandma's tirade, ran down and one of the other crones spoke up,
"I take it you want us all to get .. naked?"
Grandma near croaked and their were gasps all around the standing gathering. I
was amused .. The others were not.
"Was that how the last game was played .. yesterday wasn't it? Oh why yes it was
.. Wasn't it? And it is the only way, that I, a poor outsider, can be sure you
gals understand what is what." I factiously answered.
(It would also assure me, that they had no hidden tape recorders, or weapons.
some of these old broads might be desperate .. )
"You know damn well .." Grandma spat out.
"Temper! temper! Grandma, remember your blood pressure!" I jabbed at the
overwrote old woman who had turned red.
"Stop that! I am not your grandmother! Just tell us what you want and we can
discuss it, like civilized human beings." grandma tried to reason with the beast
.. ME.
"NAA! I'm not one of those. Like I said before, first want you gals to duplicate
your attire, of yesterday, when you played the last game .. "
"NO!! OK I'm leaving and I'll see you all in the papers." I related as I snuffed
out my cigar and rose from my comfortable chair.
"See here .. young man .. we will .." grandma began, but I said nothing .. I
just started for the door.
"Wait! Wait! .." grandma number 2 pleaded, grabbing my arm.
I brushed her off me, smiled and began,
"I'm done talking till .." I motioned for her to shed her fine purple silk
brocade blouse.
Hanging her head in defeat grandma2 started to unbuttoned her blouse and pulled
if from the skirt. She carefully took it off but held it before her monstrous
white bra, like a protective suit of armor.
"Well that's more like it, but now, don't be shy girls .. come on .. come on ..
let's every body get into the spirit of the thing .. Go ahead Grandma .. Show um
the way!" I demanded of the crone leader. Then I added the clincher,
"It's all or nothing! So get on with it or I'll go!"
With an air of resignation, and after a lot of looking about, each of the
'ladies' began to reluctantly shed their precious coverings. Till finally they
were all standing around .. nude, but cling to their precious scraps of clothing
in front of their oh so white breasts.
"Well you can't play cards like that?" I demanded indicating that they did not
have a free hand. "Each of you go to the hall closet. Deposit those rags inside
there, and oh yea, and put all your purses on the hall table. Then come on back
in here ... for the our little talk .. "
I sat back down, lighted another smelly cigar, and waited.
Their was a long silence and then with a shrug grandma, the obvious leader of
this group, walked out into the hall carrying her removed clothes.
Shortly, she hesitantly reappeared, at the door way, with her right arm across
her breasts covering her tired old nipples, and her left hand stuck down below,
covering her tangle of white pubic hair. She was in that age old, bent over,
posture all females seek, when trying to hide their form their master.
"Grandma now, don't you be so shy .. we're all friends here! Stand up straight
there. Show the others how it's done!" I ordered.
Glaring at me, she straightened up slightly, and dropped her hands to her sides.
Try as she might she had to find something to do with her hands. As it was she
was constantly moving them about .. covering .. and uncovering various things ..
"Now come on ladies! Remember my program will send out the pictures .. soon .. "
I informed the other three reluctant women.
Finally they all had made the trip out to the hall closet, and came back into
the living room .. nude!
I gave them the once over, and since the placement of hands was such a problem
for all, I ordered,
"Now don't be so shy here .. Would you all more at home back at the brothel? I
know .. Let's try this one!"
"Clasp your right hand in your left hand .. in front of you .. Good .. Good ..
Now place both of them right up behind your necks .."
"WELL! COME ON .. COME ON .."
Reluctantly they finally did as I had ordered, and now I had four wrinkled old
females spread out naked before me! But they sought to clench their legs soo
tight I was afraid they'd cut off their circulation so I began again,
"Now let's get it all out in the open .. Let's spread out .. OK? Spread your
feet out .. oh .. about shoulder width apart! NOW!!"
Again their was slow compliance .. but they did it.
"Now stay that way! I'll be right back." I demanded, as I rose up and left the
room. "Now don't go 'way!"
I went out into the hall, found all the purses. Extracted the wallets, and
after throwing the purse inside, locked the closet door, with all their things
inside with a stout padlock and hasp I installed last night.. I emptied the
contents of the wallets onto the table, pocketed the cash, (These bitches were
rolling in it.) and extracted each one's drivers license from the pile. The rest
of the crap I gave a quick once over and placed it in the table drawer.
From another closet, I rounded up my digital video camera, tripod and cords, and
reentered the living room.
Upon returning I was disappointed!
I found my girls had broken ranks and were all now crouching over like it was
the first time we'd met, and they were afraid I was going to steal something
from their persons!
(See! You can't trust bitches, by themselves.)
Each had resumed the hunched over pose, trying to cover her 'naughty bits', and
looking around for something .. she knew not what.
I swung the bunch of cables to a squishy impact with the nearest wrinkled old
ass, Gran's.
Splattt ..
"Ohhhh Ohhh!" gran cried, and quickly sought to shield her hurting ass, from my
cable, with both hands.
She turned her nude front side to face me shielding her hurting ass behind her.
Forgotten for that moment, was all that modesty crap ..
A pained ass easily overcomes modesty ... for a moment ..
Recognizing her mistake, she quickly turned around to face the wall with her
hand covered ass facing me.
Now all the gals were glaring at me in hate, and fear attempting to keep away
from the cords sting!
"I see, now, I can't leave you alone for one minute without your straying form
the straight and narrow."
"NOW GET BACK TO WHERE I PUT YOU BEFORE .. NOW.."
I ordered.
Reluctantly they all obeyed me .. Even old stripped ass was finally standing
straight and tall with it all hanging out. Hands behind her neck.
Grandma started to object when she saw me setting up the video camera,
"Yo .. um .. "
Splat!
"AAA!"
But an under handed swing, to the underside of her left tit insured her quiet
cooperation.
"All right now," I began after I had the camera up and running,
(I to motioned to grandma to resume her position.)
"I have never seen so much wrinkled flabby skin!"
"We are going to do something about that! Let's try some .. oh .. um .. jumping
jacks to see if you can obey me on command. If not then .. well .. we'll see
you all in the news papers and tabloids."
"Now come on ladies .. one .. two .. etc .."
They did not like it .. but after a little while .. I had them all at it .. I
kept them at it, till they were all sweating a little .. They were beginning to
respond to command .. That and the under handed swing of the spare power cord I
used to 'encourage' the lagers kept at it.
It was truly a disgusting / perverted sight. Four flabby naked old ladies
jumping to the command of their new owner. Soft flabby old titties seemed to
bounce, so much as they just naturally seemed to invite the whip stroke of the
cord.
But I used it sparingly!
When I was sure they were all tired, and I was tired of the stroking their tits.
I knew they were all properly terrorized to follow my orders for now.
(I all ready knew that a female .. any female, remembers her instructions soo
much better, after a stripe or two across her precious mammarys.)
Now I let them stop and resume the present position, (Hands behind the head,
back straight, legs shoulder length apart ...)
The wheezing etc was that of an old car on it's last legs ..
Then I then had three of them, sit down cross legged on the floor.
"Grandma why don't ya go to the kitchen, and make us all some coffee .. I like
mine with a lot of sweetener." I demanded of the now thoroughly cowed old woman
leader.
Hating herself for obeying, grandma went into the kitchen and made **the
coffee** for us all of us.
I passed out three sets of shiny metal cuffs and had each one of the crones on
the floor, cuff her ankle to that of the gal next to her.
They meekly complied. When grandma returned and handed out the coffee, I had her
too, cuff her left foor to striped asses right foot.
(Before our little meeting, I had laced the **coffee** with some very potent
downers.)
So now while they cooled down, I sat in the chair, pretending to drink my coffee
watching them, while they sat down on the floor.
After they had all ingested the 'coffee' I began their instruction .. them
again.
"Now ladies, we have to come to some meeting of the minds here. I know some of
you, are even now trying to think of a way to get out of this situation, you
find yourselves in. Or being women you are seeking to be the last one to suffer
the 'fait worse than death' hoping that I will tire of you."
"Well forget it! Just like my whore Lucy .. you all now belong to ME!" I began.
(One gray head seemed to nod. Good!)
"Just remember .. if I find out one of you fucks up! The whole lot of ya will
get it .. right up the ass."
"Do I make myself clear?"
"Young man! Um .. Just what do you think you're going to do with us?" Grandma,
bolstered by the cooling down period, and hot coffee demanded.
I walked over. Stood towering over her, with the whip like cord dangling form my
right hand.
"I'll do anything, I damn well please with you .. grandma! ANYTHING! And you
will go along with it or all the members of that fancy country club set you
belong to will receive a video of your last night's exploits along with today's
display of flabby tittie flapping. Mrs. ... " I used her full name to emphasize
I knew her particulars.
"I bet news of it will make the local evening editions .. and at least a full
page, color expose in the supermarket tabloids. But the tabloids will be a few
weeks in coming out."
"That and the factual arrest of four naked matrons, for indecent exposure,
trying to get home, naked, form a drunken party at a whores place!"
Gasps all round and a lot of throat clutching.
This shut um all up! Even grandma seemed realize the danger she was in ..
sitting here naked, chained, etc.. She was afraid .. now. They all were!
"Now since you have a big mouth .. GRANDMA! You're going to be the first one to
show off that fat ass of yours for the camera. OK! But first we're all going to
get better acquainted .. What say to get to know each other better .. each of
you think .. you know the other members of the group .. But when we do it my
way! We'll all be sure .. I want each of you .. to shave one another's .. CUNT!
ETC.. OK?"
"And just to show their are no hard feelings! Whyn't you blondie shave grandma
here?" I demanded of the petite bleached blond seated next to and now fastened
to grandma leg.
I handed blondie a can of shaving cream. And when she attempted to give it to
grandma I demanded,
"UH UH .. No you don't .. I want you to shave grandma here .. but first you have
to lather her up. .. OK So do it .. NOW!"
Grandma shook her head 'ok' and blondie reluctantly leaned way back and began to
coat the gray haired pubis with the snowy white foam.
"NO! NO! Not like that! Get in close there and rub that stuff in there."
Blondie was reluctant to touch grandma's private area so I pushed her.
"You missed a spot! If you fuck this up, their will be penalties! For both of
you!"
Blondie looked up at me lazily, (I could see the downers were kicking in.) But
she leaned over closer to grandma crotch and began to rub the coating onto a
thoroughly mortified grandma cunt with firm contact.
When she had it all coated, I inspected the job. Grandma wasn't happy but she
could only sit there with her crotch the center of everyone's attention.
Satisfied I handed blondie a pink safety razor.
Ten pairs of eyes watched closely as blondie proceeded to shaved grandma's badge
of woman hood off.
I demanded a lot of pulling out of labia, going back over areas .. to insure
efficient denuding, and maximum embossment.
Finally when I was satisfied with the job, I had grandma 2 coat and shave
blondie's badge off.
Again I supervised and the job was done quicker .. this time but with no less
embarrassment to the participants.
No one was allowed to coat, rub the lather into, or shave, herself.
It was a group project. Slowly their emerged some flabby withered old pubises
that hadn't seen the light of day in many years.
The video of four old ladies lathering and shaving each other!! Just thinking of
it makes old mr stiffie hard! Why it made a wonderful opening vignette .. dick
hardening, even, despite or is it because of the age of the participants.
When I had them all slicked down, and I was sure the downers were working, I
ordered,
"Now you will each be expected, in the future, to always get that waxed, at
least once a week. I will inspect each of you, unannounced .. where ever you are
.. and their will be penalties for both of you should I find a bearded clam."
"Do I make myself clear?"
The stunned sluggish older women could now just sit there nodding their heads.
The coffee had done it's thing .. good!
Next I had grandma uncuff her ankle, stand up, and sit down spread legged on the
short side of Lucy's low coffee table.
This served to put her shaved beaver, low, framed by her raised knees,
especially when she laid down on her back.
Using the pillow from the couch I raise up her head till, I got the titties,
above the respective knees and her disheveled head just a little higher than
that.
So from the top the video shows grandma head, titties, and framed by her bony
knees grandma's denuded cunt.
The camera's view finder showed it. And the tape recorded it all!
When I was satisfied with the pose, I had blondie scoot in below the frame, hold
up grandma's drivers license just below her denuded cunt. To identify whose cunt
was whose.
"Is this address on your license correct?" I demanded.
A stunned grandma murmured something.
"What was that? Speak up Mrs ... we can't hear you!" I demanded.
"Yes damn you! .. I said YES!" grandma replied.
"Seeings as how we so intimate now, what say I call you by your first name,
Alice?" I inquired.
I mean there she was .. Laying on her back, on Lucy's coffee table, spread wide
open. Her shaved pubis gave her sex the appearance of a plucked turkey .. all
ready for stuffing and basting. And here I was making social chit chat to her
cunt. Oh how I hopped I was getting all this all on the tape!
Well grandma (Alice ...) kinda lost it, and broke down sobbing .. when I
demanded,
"Blondie! This just won't do! She's all closed up. Reach under there, and spread
her lips open .. The camera can't see her holes properly!"
Why I even had to stop tape to .. you know .. to give grandma a minute to come
back to herself.
To pass the time, while Alice composed herself, I went over to old gran, (number
four in my line up of the old ladies) and demanded a quickie blow job.
I mean, I'm only human .. I have needs too, and decrepit as these old bags were
.. They were still naked and female. Oh all right and they looked soo kinky
like this.
Gran (her real name was Betty), went all shy on me, and when she opened her
mouth, we found out, she had a dental plate.
Love it! love it!
I made her remove it.
(I all ways find, for a better, more satisfying blow job, gummings the thing ..
Don't believe me? Try it some time!)
After removing her plate, which I decided to keep it. Betty tried to pull that
shy stuff, and in general, was slow at first. But with my powers of persuasion,
namely the 'cable / whip', 'inspiring' her. Well she did fine for a novice. It
that's what she was..
After the delay, I restarted the video, and finished up with Alice's
documentation. Then I had her sign a couple of forms and go back to her new
place in the end of the line.
I won't bore ya with the details of each of the old ladies tapeing but if you
buy the video in some sleazy under the counter place, you'll know how they each
did.
After each segment, I had presented each one of them with and obtained a model
release form, which, in their flustered state, they signed, no problems. So the
video is all legal .. etc ..
Next I gave the old crones, a list of orders I demanded of all my possessions /
whores.
Their eyes showed a dull sort of understanding of the rules, so I have Alice
read them, out loud, for the group on video tape, of course.
I know you all want to know what the rules are so here they are:
"RULES FOR MY MASTERS WHORES
1. I hereby acknowledge that I am the willing slave of my MASTER. I will
obey him because I desire to please him in every way possible.
2. My primary sex pleasing organ will be the tongue in my head. It is my
MASTER'S to modify and use as he see's fit. I will keep it ready for his use at
all times!
3. As of this date and time, I wish to declare that the CUNT, between my
legs is now my MASTER'S sole property. I acknowledge that it is my duty to all
ways keep it smoothly shaven and lubricated, so should my MASTER wish to rent it
out, or use it, for anything, my MASTER'S CUNT, will be all ways be ready for
HIS use!
4. As the asshole between my legs is also my MASTERS possession, I
acknowledge that it is my duty to keep it also lubricated and ready for
immediate use at my MASTERS convenience.
5. As of today I acknowledge that I will remain naked, with only high
heels on, at all times when inside this or any other house, unless directed to
do otherwise by my MASTER
6. My attire when I am allowed to leave this house, will be: the
shortest possible skirt or dress, approved by my MASTER, and a transparent top.
Underneath these, only a spandex garter belt of the size and color, approved for
my MASTERS CUNT and stockings, will be permitted.
NO UNDERWARE, OF ANY KIND, IS PERMITTED UNLESS SPECIFICALLY APPROVED BY my
MASTER!
7. My hair will be kept short and dyed the approved color, required by
my MASTER. Any make-up will be done to my MASTER'S specifications.
8. I am only allowed to eat what and when my MASTER approves. I will
never use utensils unless specifically permitted by my MASTER.
9. I will never go anywhere without permission. This includes the
bathroom, anywhere! When at home, alone, after being given permission, I will
use the backyard. Away from home I will all ways squat over the open toilet
bowel, being careful to never use or soil the toilet seat. But I must ask
permission from my MASTER first. Then if I need to relieve myself and am denied,
I will 'hold it' till allowed to go'.
10. I will sleep in the assigned cage in the cellar here, every night,
unless directed otherwise by my MASTER.
11. I will wear the collar of my MASTERS choosing at all times with my
cunt name and identification tag prominently displayed.
12. I must exercise daily to keep my body fit for my MASTERS uses.
MASTER will tell me the type and duration of the exercises.
13. I will make, no decisions, on my own, as with out direction from my
MASTER, I will make errors.
14. I will have my but plugged at all times. The size and type of the
plug is to be approved by my MASTER. My red dildo also of a size and type
approved by my MASTER, nipple clamps, lead weights etc will be with me at all
times.
15. I will respectfully address all my superiors, with MR. or MS. and my
MASTER'S friends as SIR or MADAM.
16. I will be smiling and willing to obey, all commands, at all times.
No exceptions!
17. I am to never orgasm without the expressed the permission of my
MASTER, but I am to masturbate at least 5 times a day to insure my cunts
readiness.(at 6am, 9am, 12M 2pm and 5pm unless told otherwise by my MASTER.)
18. I understand that my old life is now over. I now exist only to
please and serve my MASTER. I am now totally his to control and do with as he
may see fit.
19. All my worldly goods are now HIS and, I will surrender them
forthwith.
"In addition to these permanent rules there are a few addition rules for the
upcoming weeks of training sessions, which must be obeyed.
I will live in the basement here in the cage assigned.
I will stay in the assigned cage unless called out by my MASTER.
I will shower only when and where my MASTER orders."
As most of the club were showing signs of being sedated, I had, Alice read these
to the group.
Then, I made each one read aloud, singly, before the video camera the complete
text.
To drill these rules into their minds, I made it a group thing,, and they all
had to read /recite these rules for a few hours.
When it became a sort of sing a long thing I knew they had it in their minds.
Of course I also had each one of um sign a copy before the camera.
I turned off the camera, unbenoenced to the group, and left then to their
repetitious reading and rereading of the new rules of their new life. I had
other things to do and now the 'coffee' had really taken hold so they would
droned on and on till I made then stop.
Down stairs, in the basement I surveyed the preparations for the gals.
The four cages were all individually draped with black cloth, in a row, facing
the far wall with about three feet clearance. These preparations assured
isolation from each other, for I had individual assignments for them.
When all was ready for them, I upstairs, and took them, blindfolded, one at a
time, down to their new home.
While I was putting each of them to beddie, the rest were left to their
'sing-along'.
Down stairs I had each one back into a tiny 3'x4'x3' wire mesh cage, you know,
the kind you use for a large dog.
The women were forced to stay on their knees as I ran a line behind their knees
and attached it to their neck. They were down with their asses up high and
available from the back of the cage for training.
Each cage was draped so that the occupant had privacy from her neighbor and
isolation.
I forced a large ventilated ball into each mouth to keep intelligent
conversation to a minimum.
Once I had um all bedded down and tucked in, it was time to go back for some
servicing from my bitch ... Carol at the store.
My days are soo full!!
You see! I'm getting into a rut!!
