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Naughty Naked Dreamgirls #35: Bubblegum Bondage
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D R E A M G I R L S S T O R I E S
Bubblegum Bondage
Part Three
by Andrew Roller
Chapter Two
Steve's horse led the way, with the horses of the girls following
obediently behind. Steve rode a stallion, Cindy and Betsy were mounted on
mares. Susie was upon a stallion, hence the need for the chain to keep
her stallion following the other. The mares needed no such encouragement.
The full moon rose above the trees that lined the back of Elaine's
estate. Its lustrous yellow hue made the upper halves of the girl's
melons glow. Moonlight spilled upon Susie's tummy and thighs, delineating
the shadowed recess where the curls of her pubic triangle grew. The
leather of the saddle chafed the undersides of Susie's thighs and her
bottom. Fortunately the saddle seemed especially soft, it would be some
time before Susie had to worry about getting blisters on her rump.
Betsy and Cindy glanced at Susie often, their white teeth flashing in
smiles that reminded her of ghouls. Ahead Steve's broad shoulders and
back canted slightly first one way, then the other as his trim buns
bounced atop his horse. Susie realized that she was a prisoner atop the
horse, even though she wasn't tied up. She could hardly jump off; Steve
might just choose to drag her across the ground by her neck.
"Where are we going?" Susie asked as their mounts entered the small
forest of trees at the edge of the yard.
"You'll soon find out," Betsy said.
"Will I be able to go to the bathroom there?" Susie asked. The girls
had made her drink so much that the need to pee was growing once more
inside her.
Betsy giggled. "We all have to go. There won't be a toilet there, but
you will be allowed to relieve yourself."
The foliage of giant trees passed overhead as Steve led the girls through
the forest. A light appeared, glowing softly through the window of what
appeared to be a little wooden cabin. Susie thought she heard the sound
of leather cracking, like a whip.
Soon the cabin was reached and Steve jumped down from his horse. He
helped Betsy dismount, gripping the tops of her thighs as she did so.
Then he assisted Cindy in dropping to the ground, and finally walked up to
Susie.
"This isn't very nice what you're doing to me," Susie said.
"It'll get worse before it gets better," Steve said, and gave a yank on
Susie's chain. The girl nearly fell from her horse. Realizing that being
helped down by Steve was better than falling, she let him lift her down,
his thumbs digging into the lips of her pussy as he brought her feet
safely to the leaf strewn forest floor.
Susie brushed her hair from her face with both her hands, her breasts
involuntarily offering themselves up to Steve as she did so. Seemingly
oblivious to her charms, Steve grasped both Susie's wrists and pulled them
behind her. He draped the chain that was attached to her dog collar over
her back and wound it around her wrists. The job done, a portion of the
chain still hung free; in fact it was a second chain attached by a clip to
the first, the one chain actually being two chains clipped together.
Steve unclipped the second chain and then reattached it to the metal ring
hanging from the front of Susie's collar. He handed the free end of the
chain to Betsy, who gave Susie a devilish look as she accepted the chain.
Betsy then walked forward, leading Susie by the chain into the cabin.
Susie wriggled her wrists but they were bound fast.
Inside the cabin the trio was greeted by a sweaty Elaine. Susie gasped.
Elaine was nude but for a bustier that failed to cover the upper halves of
her nipples. Beyond her, lying face down on a bed, was a blonde girl.
She was weeping, her sobs muffled as a result of her pressing her face
into a pillow. Beneath her hips lay three more pillows, lifting her
bottom high into the air. The fleshy cheeks were streaked with red.
"You arrived just in time," Elaine said to Steve and the girls. "I doubt
this young lady could have taken any more." Elaine indicated the girl
upon the bed.
"I'll untie her," Cindy said softly. She walked over the bed and knelt
down upon it. She began speaking to Elaine's victim in soothing tones.
"What are you going to do to me?!" Susie cried out to Elaine.
"My dear," Elaine said, "I'm going to permit you to partake of an
experience which you will no doubt find unforgettable."
"I don't want it," Susie said. She took a step backward but the chain
grew taut. Betsy regarded her with slitted eyes that gleamed
mischievously.
"Perhaps I should go first," Betsy said to Elaine.
"No, I'll need you to hold her," Elaine said. "Cindy will go first."
Cindy, helping Elaine's victim, looked up wide eyed.
"I thought you were my friend!" Susie said to Elaine.
"But I am," Elaine replied. "I simply want to share some of my pleasures
with you."
"I'll bet you go hunting in lingerie stores every day for some new
visitor to L.A.," Susie blurted.
"It is true that quite a few young females have sought out the
companionship of someone of my caliber," Elaine said thoughtfully. "But I
had to look for some time before I found someone as fit and healthy as you
are. You looked like you would be able to endure whatever we required of
you."
"I don't want to do any of this stuff!" Susie said.
"Then I guess the pure, natural life in a rural state like Nebraska
inured to your detriment," Elaine smiled. Betsy put a hand to her mouth
and muffled a laugh. "But enough of this! We did not come here for
conversation, but for play. You are heavily outnumbered with regard to
how we might pass the evening, Susie, so I guess you'll just have to
declare yourself the loser and submit to our terms."
Cindy helped Elaine's blonde victim off the bed. She fell into Steve's
arms, who carried her outside and mounted her on a stallion. Susie
followed the pair with her eyes. She gaped in surprise as Steve mounted
the horse behind the girl, sharing the saddle with her. Elaine's whip
struck the tops of Susie's thighs. Susie swung her head around in alarm
to face Elaine.
"Steve's penis will return shortly," Elaine smirked at Susie. "Wet but,
hopefully, still hard. In the meantime you can offer to assist your new
friends here in relieving themselves, just like they helped you back at
the house."
Betsy grasped Susie by her long, lemon locks and forced her to her knees
upon the floor. Cindy suddenly appeared above Susie's face, her thighs
straddling Susie's cheeks.
"Lick," Cindy said, gazing down at Susie.
"You're disgusting!" Susie cried to Cindy. Elaine's whip came to her
bottom.
"Owww!" Susie howled, grasping her nether cheeks.
"I just don't want you to be hurt," Cindy said to Susie.
"Obey her instructions," Betsy advised Susie. "Cindy's the caring type.
She wouldn't tell you to do something unless she knew that you absolutely
had to. Follow her advice and you won't suffer unnecessarily."
Elaine laughed and walked up to the girls. She gazed down at Susie's
child-like features. "You'll find that Cindy is like a yellow sign on the
freeway that tells you to go 55 mph. It's just advice, because there's a
turn coming up or something. You can go faster than 55, but at your
peril. So, if you don't want to lick Cindy, I'll be happy to have your
heinie feel the full measure of my whip..."
"That's okay," Susie said, still rubbing her derriere. She tentatively
gave Cindy's pussy a little lick.
"When I tell you I'm about to pee, open your mouth," Cindy said.
"Good God!" Susie exclaimed between licks. Elaine absently whacked her
whip upon the floor.
Susie had been licking her friend for about a minute when she wriggled
her hips. "I have to go too, you know," Susie said aloud. Her need to
pee kept increasing, with no sign of abatement.
"Patience, dear, holding it is part of the fun," Elaine said. Betsy
absently stroked Susie's locks even as she held them to prevent the girl's
escaping. Elaine bent down behind Susie and bade the girl thrust out her
bottom farther. Susie felt Elaine's nails touch her clitoris and tickle
it. She squirmed, imprisoned atop the fluttering pads of Elaine's
fingers. Her bound wrists tried to brush Elaine's hands away, but the
woman simply lifted Susie's wrists in response and held them aloft with
her free hand.
Cindy's stockings felt smooth and silky against Susie's cheeks. The
girl's gloved hands caressed the top of Susie's head. A spasm suddenly
seized Cindy and her knees buckled. Her head fell backward and she shut
her eyes tight.
"OOh! Nooo!" Cindy cried, but her cunt lips released their treasured
dew. It sprinkled Susie's hot cheeks. Susie made to pull her face from
between Cindy's thighs.
"Keep licking," Betsy admonished. Susie pressed her face back and worked
her tongue even harder, her own efforts made more vigorous by Elaine's
nails.
"I-I can't hold it back any longer!" Cindy cried out.
"Open wide," Betsy commanded Susie. The blonde parted her lips and
suddenly the cavity of her mouth began to be filled with golden pee.
"Good girl," Elaine said. The sound of Cindy's pee filling Susie's mouth
seemed loud in the quiet of the cabin, deep in the silent forest.
"Ahh! Just in time!" Steve said, reentering the room. "I have to go
bad!"
"Did you escort Emily safely back to the house?" Elaine said without
turning from Susie's bottom.
"Mmm, that and more!" Steve said. "You're lucky I still have my load."
Elaine giggled. "I hope no one's looking for us. You probably left a
trail of pre-cum all the way back to the cabin."
"Uh-huh, and all the way here the first time too, thanks to the beauty of
your newfound friend." Susie heard the compliment and felt her triple
buds tingle. Even as she longed to run from this den of depravity she
also felt a desire to have Steve titillate her nipples and clitoris,
plunge his tormented poker deep within her and release his precious seed.
Her mouth full, Susie turned from Cindy, cheeks bulging.
"Grab the decanter," Elaine commanded Steve. Susie's bottom slipped from
her nails. Steve took a crystal decanter from atop a night stand and gave
it to Elaine. The woman put it to Susie's lips.
"Don't spill any," Elaine abjured. Carefully Susie allowed the urine to
pour from her pursed lips into the narrow neck of the decanter. Behind
her Cindy collapsed to the floor and received Betsy in her arms.
"Wow! What a scene!" Steve said, marvelling at both the captive Susie as
she emptied her mouth and Betsy and Cindy, who began cooing like doves
behind her.
"I expect you to show more appreciation tonight for all you've enjoyed
under my auspices," Elaine said to Steve as the last drops of urine fell
from Susie's lips.
"Sure," Steve said, taking a bottle of Listerine from the night stand and
making Susie accept a portion of its contents in her mouth. Susie swished
the biting fluid around, wincing at its taste. Eagerly she spit it into a
proffered bowl, only to be forced to take a second helping to ensure her
mouth was thoroughly cleansed. A moment later she spit that out too.
"I'll do anything you like," Steve said to Elaine, stepping outside the
cabin and tossing the porcelain bowl's contents into the bushes which
bordered the door. Elaine placed the partially full decanter back on the
night stand and corked it. It's contents shone like gold. "I'll even
have sex with you," Steve said jauntily to Elaine. The woman was older
than the girls but otherwise just as attractive.
"Get on the bed," Elaine said to Steve.
"Any time," Steve said, and lay down on his back.
"With your butt on the pillows," Elaine admonished as Steve made to cast
the pillows aside. Steve obeyed. His penis stuck up stiffly, like a
church spire. Elaine took a blindfold from the drawer of the night stand
and tied it about Steve's head.
"Whoa, this is getting kinky," Steve said.
Hands came to Susie's wrists and she turned her head to see Cindy at her
back. Quietly the girl unbound Susie's arms. Susie looked into Cindy's
eyes for a possible plot to escape. She found none. She brought her
newly freed wrists in front of her and rubbed the red indentations in them
which the chain had made.
Elaine motioned to Betsy, a quick, silent, regal movement of the hand.
The girl took a pike from the fire. She walked over to Steve.
"Oh! You're not going to hurt him?" Susie blurted.
"Of course not, dear, if his mother trained him to sit still...or lie
still, as the case may be," Elaine said.
Betsy held the iron rod right next to Steve's penis. It glowed hotly.
"What's that?" Steve asked, a note of alarm in his voice.
"Don't move," Elaine said, "or your dick will get scorched." She
motioned Cindy and Susie to her side. "There are ropes in the night
stand. Take them out and tie Steve's arms to the headboard." Susie
thought of running out the door but between Elaine's whip and Betsy's
brand she considered escape an imprudent option.
"Tie his bonds tight," Elaine admonished Susie. "Or you may find Betsy's
brand up your bottom." Susie shuddered and did just as she was told.
When both Steve's hands and feet had been bound to the bed's baseboard
and headboard Elaine turned and addressed the girls. "Let us proceed
outside and gather rods of birch for ourselves from amongst the trees,"
Elaine said.
"Hey! Wait a minute!" Steve shouted.
"Silence would insure a few less strokes on your handsome frame," Elaine
advised Steve. "How often you have seen fit to take a rod to a girl! Now
we women shall have equal rights." She then gazed straight at Susie.
"You, my dear, are quite fortunate that I have seen fit to make a slight
alteration in my plans. With luck we may become too tired to inculcate in
you a love of the birch. Consider it a testament to your extraordinary
beauty that I am postponing your flogging. I desire to admire the
whiteness of your bottom a bit longer before striping it with pink."
Susie dropped her head and gazed down at her small feet, encased in heels.
It would not be the easiest of things to walk about the forest in four
inch spiked heels.
Elaine exchanged her whip for a pocket knife. She flipped open the blade
and glanced at Steve's pubic hair.
"I do think Steve could do with a shave, don't you, girls?" Elaine said
with a smirk. Both Betsy and Cindy agreed, with Susie abstaining. She
wanted no part of these females' wicked games. "Ah well, another time,
perhaps," Elaine said with a toss of her head. "My palm is itching to
wield a birch rod just now." She turned and led the three girls outside,
Betsy taking Susie by her chain and leading her out by her collar. "When
you find the birch rod of your choice let me know and I will cut it down
for you," Elaine called. The girls spread out and began inspecting the
branches that hung down from a nearby stand of birch. Susie wondered if
they had been planted for just such a purpose as Elaine now intended.
"Pick out your birch, silly," Betsy said several minutes later to Susie,
swinging the rod she had chosen.
"I-I don't know which one to take," Susie protested.
"You want one that's thin and whippy, but not with too many little
branches for Elaine to have to cut off," Betsy said. "Here," she said,
reaching up and selecting one. "This one looks just right for you."
Betsy called Elaine and the woman came over. She smiled at Susie and
reached up to cut down the appropriate branch. Her breasts wobbled atop
the cups of her bustier.
Chapter Three
Once all the girls had been properly equipped Elaine took them back
inside the cabin. She had them stand around the bed where Steve lay
bound. Susie gazed down at his massive, spread-eagled form, with its
rippling muscles and pulsing penis. How could she bring herself to whip
such a beautiful male body?
"Alright girls," Elaine said, standing opposite Betsy and Susie, with
Cindy at her side. "Let us begin at opposite ends of Steve and work
toward his loins." With that she and Betsy each laid down the rod
vigorously upon Steve's shoulders.
"YowOw!" Steve said, as Cindy's followed that of Elaine's and Betsy's,
striking his feet in turn.
"Hit his feet, silly," Cindy called across the bed to Susie.
"I-I can't!" Susie said.
"Remember what I said about taking Cindy's advice?" Elaine said to Susie,
swishing her rod in a manner that indicated she would be more than happy
to include Susie in Steve's birching. Susie's gaze became downcast.
"I thought you would let me pee while we were out in the woods," Susie
said. Her hips squirmed. "Now you want me to whip poor Steve."
"Would you rather pee on him instead?" Betsy asked.
"What a capital idea!" Elaine exclaimed.
D R E A M G I R L S N E W S
IN HIS PRAYER in the U.S. Senate, Senator Exon addressed God himself.
(Since, apparently, few others were listening.) Exon spoke to God of
"Your gift of sexuality (to mankind)." Fortunately, we here at NND are
under the watchful eye of the Lord. He chose to use our humble
publication to respond:
(you hear thunder in the distance)
"SENATOR EXON ! ! !
"What are you TALKING about, 'your GIFT of SEXUALITY?!' Why do you think
I kicked Adam and Eve out of the Garden of Eden? It is because I
discovered them HAVING SEX ! ! ! I TOLD them not to eat the apple, but
they ate it anyway, in DIRECT CONTRADICTION of my express orders. This is
why you were born INTO SIN, Exon! Don't give me any of this nonsense
about 'your gift of sexuality!' I am sick and tired of hearing you
fundamentalists damn sex by other people and then praise sex 'Within the
sanctity of Marriage.' Next time you and your wife have sex, REMEMBER
ADAM AND EVE--and what I did to THEM!
"And unto Adam he said, Because thou hast hearkened unto the voice of thy
WIFE, and hast eaten of the tree, of which I commanded thee, saying, Thou
shalt not eat of it: cursed is the ground for thy sake; in sorrow shalt
thou eat of it all the days of thy life;
"So he drove out the man; and he placed at the east of the garden of Eden
cherubims, and a flaming sword..."
-- Genesis 3:17 and 3:24
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