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Date: 23:30:05 on Thursday, December 01, 2011
Name:  The story teller
Subject: House of Dark Pleasures part 5
"Sure you won't have some wine?" asked Mrs. Wynton.
Doris had declined it before, but this time she changed her mind. "Just
a little, please." She drained the glass and didn't demur when Doctor
Marston refilled it.
The thing that I've seen! She picked up the fresh glass of wine, drank
it, thirstily.
"After the doctor's given you your shot--we'll show you around the
manor," said Mrs. Wynton. "You may find it interesting."
But Doris wasn't listening to the last part of the sentence. She was
thinking of the needle and the shot!
"Will ... will it hurt?" she asked, nervously.
Basil Marston's deep, reassuring voice answered her. "You'll hardly
notice it."
Gently, he took her elbow, led her to a corner of the room. "Won't take
a minute," he told her, taking a needle and syringe from a small black case
on the side table.
As usual, Doris turned her head away; then she was scarcely aware of the
tiny prick before he spoke again. "That's all there is to it!"
She turned, smiling her relief. "I--I didn't know you did it!"
"Like I told you," he said, leading her back to Mrs. Wynton.
* * *
There was a small room which Mrs. Wynton used as an office, on the main
floor of the manor. "You can rearrange things as you like," Mildred Wynton
said. "I'll leave everything up to you--I'm dreadful at office work,
anyway."
Doris stared at the desk and papers. It would be kind of nice to have
her own place where she could work as much--or as little--as she wanted.
"It all looks very neat," she said, indicating the big, bare desk and
filing cabinets.
Mildred Wynton laughed. "That's because I cleared it up for your
benefit, Doris."
There was a large, well-stocked library on the main floor, too, as well
as two small sitting rooms and a large lounge with an open fireplace.
"My husband was an amateur astronomer," said Mrs. Wynton, leading the
way up to the top of the manor. "He converted this part of the attic into
a small observatory."
Doris looked around her with amazement. She'd never seen this kind of a
place in a private home before. The mass of telescopes and other optical
instruments fascinated her.
She moved towards a large telescope with its own mirror, then staggered.
"I--I feel kinda--kinda dizzy--" she mumbled.
She was vaguely aware of a sound like a snigger from Willis, then Mrs.
Wynton took her by the arm. "Sit down for a moment, Doris dear," she said,
sounding suddenly very solicitous. "There's a small room here that my
husband used as a bedroom--" and she led Doris into the small attic room
with its bleak bed and bare mattress ... then Doctor Marston gave her the
second needle and she remembered nothing further.
Chapter 4
Doris started to regain consciousness very slowly. She was lying on her
back and there was a great weight pressing down on her body.
Where am I? she asked herself hazily. What kind of a dream is this?
She tried to move but the huge mass on top of her prevented it; she
realized then that her legs were stretched widely open, her thighs were
apart and there was something moving on top of her, between her legs, and
... She shivered: There's something INSIDE ME! Doris tried to turn--but
couldn't. It's right inside my pussy--filling me like I've never been
filled! She tried to struggle frantically but the swollen penis pinned her
to the bed as though she were a fly.
The huge column inside her vulva churned upward and Doris could feel her
vagina being stretched and strained wider and wider open. Oh, my
God--what's happening?
The gross rod slid down and the walls of Doris's vulva undulated against
it. It's fucking me! A monstrous cock's fucking my pussy!
She tried to open her eyes but all she could see was a red haze. Am I
dreaming? Is this real? A thrill ran through her belly as the massive
organ pressed against her clitoris. I'm having a dream an exciting
sex-dream that's going to make me come!
She gave up the effort of trying to understand, let her eyelids drop,
shut out the red haze--then the thrills came again, more strongly.
The huge snake in her pussy was squirming wildly, pressing against all
parts of her vulva at the same time. The tip of her clitoris was dragged
inward by the thrust of the giant cock and as the shaft writhed, fierce
throbs of ecstasy rocked through her sexual tissue. She felt the air
panting from her lungs and her breasts, flattened against the mass of flesh
on top of her, ached when she tried to move them. Her body jerked up the
bed as the rod drove in deep again; she could feel wetness seeping out of
her pussy, trickling down the walls of her vulva then wetting the tops of
her thighs each time the cock pulled down.
A violent thrill rocked up to the top of her belly and she groaned; drew
in her pelvis--making the cock press more strongly against her clitoris.
I'm going to come--I've never felt like this! This dream is the most--the
wildest--I'm coming!
Her clitoris was a crazy bobbing spire of sexuality as she started a
wild orgasm. Right from my clit to my pussy--then round to my bottom and
more--I'm coming all over!
Doris's lips opened in a soundless scream; she orgasmed, again then
again, jerked her thighs and felt her vaginal lips closing, hugging on the
alien snake that was fucking her with excruciating strength.
It's going right through main at the front and out of the back! I've
never been fucked like this--not in a dream or for real!
Willis made a high, whining, animal-like sound as his orgasm started
again. The hot juice flowed to the end of his cock in ragged, uneven
spurts--then squirted, scaldingly, inside her straining pussy.
I'm all wet inside! I'm coming and I'm all wetted hot inside my pussy!
The violence of Doris's orgasm increased; a damp sweat covered all parts
of her skin. She wanted to cry out, squirm herself frantically but felt as
though she was still in the grip of a dream. The sexual spasms became
unbearably intense as her orgasm reached an impossible peak--then the
limits of Doris's endurance were passed, and she dropped into
unconsciousness again.
* * *
Willis was still lying on top of the unconscious girl, his softening
cock sliding slowly from her saturated pussy, when Mildred and Basil came
to the bedroom door.
"Still doin' his thing!" Basil muttered angrily when he saw the position
of the figures on the bed.
He hurried up to Doris's face, then reached down and drew up her eyelid.
"Still unconscious," he murmured to himself, then added: "Poor kid!"
"Don't waste your time feeling sorry for the girl," said Mildred coldly.
"She doesn't know what's happening--and would probably enjoy it if she
did." She spoke to her son. "Willis, dear--get off her now. It's time to
stop; you can play with her again tomorrow!"
Willis turned a slack face towards his mother, then gave a weak grin.
"Fucked her, Mama--I fucked her pussy!"
"Yes, dear," said Mildred. "Now get off her--come down and have your
milk."
Reluctantly, Willis squirmed himself to the foot of the bed, his penis
dangling limply. He reached down, held his organ gently, then looked at
his mother and smiled. "I did it twice, Mama--I fucked her cunt twice!"
"Yes, dear," said Mildred again. "Now get dressed and come downstairs."
Basil listened to the conversation with an expression of distaste on his
face. When Willis had dragged on his pants and shirt, then let his doting
mother lead him from the room, Basil turned his attention to Doris again.
She was lying very still, eyes closed, lips parted as she breathed
deeply through her nose.
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