>This is another story from my imagination. If you do not
>appreciate such, don't take offense. Just go on to the next
>posting.
>
>If you are under age or immature forget the following.
>
>
>If you are offended by non consensual sex, violence, S&M ...
>ETC, then go on to the next posting.
>
>
> You have been warned!!!
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Joan's New Life # 9
by Paladin

"You got the ID I told you to bring?" Walt asked Don.

"Yep! Right here." Don said removing Joan's drivers license from
his breast pocket.

"I'll do the recording." Tina offered going behind Walt's video
camera. "Let me get it zoomed to a tight shot.....OK Don hold it
under the right tit."

Don held her license under her tit and Tina recorded it. No
question in the future. This tits was Joan's. The second tit was
also recorded. The aim lowered and a small part of her crack was
recorded, but this angle was bad for an inside view. The tripod
would have to be adjusted later...

Walt held the curved needle in a butane flame till it was white
hot, and germ free. He grasped her right tit and squeezed it to
fit his idea of where the ring was to be housed.>"Here honey, bite on this. You will save the ivories and our
ears." Tina said shoving a large rubber dildo in her mouth which
>she had opened to scream. Tina had moved the camera to get a side
>view of the proceedings. Walt pushed the needle into the resilient
>tit flesh. It was tough going as the needle was blunt.
>
>Bite she did. The needle seemed to cause a path of fire on, into
>and through her precious tit. She attempted to trash about but the
>straps held, she was there very securely. No amount of effort
>would change that or deflect the needle's path...
>
>"Walt get you paw out of the way. I can't get a good angle on
>this. You blocked my other angle over there with your big ass,
>now you are doing it again with your hand. Shit!! I wanted this
>to be good one to instruct my new bitches." Tina demanded.
>
>"Fuck that shit. I'm doing artist work here and you complain
>about the angle. A good photographer could get the shot no
>matter the conditions. So do as good a job as your pussy allows.
>Now slut shut up and let an artist do his thing." Walt retorted.
>
>Finally the needle went all the way through and emerged from
>the creamy white flesh on the other side of the aureole, Walt
>fed it back and forth, a bit, to insure no obstructions. Thus
>assured no obstacles remained in the future path of the blunt
>three inch ring, he withdrew the needle slowly. Walt slipped
>the ivory colored ring streaked with red into the waiting hole as
>the needle was withdrawn.
>
>He shifted tits and prepared the needle again in the flame. Joan
>had long since passed out and the second one pained her much less.
>
>Walt ringed the remaining mammary and joined the ends with
>super glue. They really did set off her nipples from their
>position in and behind her aureoles. The three people who were
>conscious were pleased with the effect, except Tina. She still
>wanted the bigger 'industrial' strength ones but Don's word was
>law here.
>
>Walt stopped admiring his work and adjusted the chair so that
>Joan's head thrown back. Her cunt was now raised and her legs
>were spread further and down. Walt assumed the position
>between her legs fingering her labia's.
>
>"Where is the ID, Don. Got to keep these pussies identified."
>Walt demanded.
>
>Don found the Joan's license and Tina recorded the smooth
>white skin and it's owner. Both would change in a minute or
>so, followed the ringing.
>
>As the ceramic rings with ruby inserts were used in the tits,
>Don had selected the same for her neither lips and clit.
>
>(A matched set, so to speak. Now Tina wanted to use a different
>color all together. Ah well No accounting for taste is their?)
>
>As she was passed out, these proceedings they were accomplished
>smoothly with only some moaning, but no real problems. Tina
>faithfully recorded the procedure and the results.
>
>The new ringed beauties, all agreed. Tasteful but still kinky.
>
>Joan awoke to the smell of acrid smelling salts. She shook her
>head and noticed that the vice held her head no longer. She
>gazed down at her now ringed tits which were blazing with pain.
>
>She did not appreciate the effect. She hurt so she did not like
>Don either. She shifted her legs and her crotch started to blaze
>with pain. When she closed her legs she felt nothing but hurt.
>She tried to scream but the rubber dummy was still blocking her
>oral cavity. Walt adjusted the chair to the full up position and
>she felt the pull of gravity in her tits. They blazes fiercely.
>
>"Print your name here, here and sigh here." Walt demanded waving
>a piece of paper under her now freaded right hand. "Then Don can
>take you home to rest up. Got to keep it all legal ya know.."
>
>Her training for the law made her attempt to read the form, but
>Don toyed with the left ring and her injured tit went nova.
>
>"You just read away and I'll admire these beauties." Don said.
>
>"I still think we should do another set behind these but 6
>inchers" Tina said reaching for her right breast.
>
>She bent over and quickly signed the form in the places
>indicated. Getting home and away from those tweaking
>hands was paramount in her mind.
>
>"OK Walt here is the three grand I promised for the job. She
>loves um. DON'T YOU BITCH?" Don said handing Walt a
>stack of bills. After all they were her tits he decorated so, he
>used her money.
>
>"OWOWOWOWOW Yes I love them! I love them! Please Don
>now take me home." She cried. Tears of pain in her eyes. This
>was one beauty treatment she would never forget.
>
>"You sure you don't wanna party... I mean old Walt here done
>got his little willie up doing his 'art'." Don inquired.
>
>"Pleas....I I just wan..." Joan managed.
>
>Don positioned her right hand back in the glove and went for her
>cape. He returned with the cape and the dildos. He thought for a
>moment and then put the dummies in a paper bag.
>
>"I'll guess I can trust you till we get home. But none of that trying
>to fuck any dogs on the way...YOU UNDERSTAND??" he said.
>
>Cringing she said, "I'll be good Don. None of that, dog stuff. Please."
>
>He tucked in the crotch strap into the belt, and covered her with the
>cape. He snapped on the leash and started for the door.
>
>"Wait a minute STUD. You are forgetting me. I didn't get a taste
>of her today and I helped." Tina demanded.
>
>"Too sore now bitch see us next time." Don ordered and then as an
>after thought, "Walt whyn't ya ass fuck the bitch so she don't get
>all frustrated. Tina really likes it up the ass."
>
>"Now you wait a minute, WHO DIED AND LEFT YOU MY
>ASS? Walt you get away from me you horny old toad. Don stop
>this donkey dicked son of a bitch. You know I don't let anyone near
>my.... Walt stop that.... Walt...." Tina went on and on... but old Walt
>had a woodie and was not to be denied...
>
>Don paid no attention as he lead Joan on their way down to her car
>and then drove to her apartment building.
>
>When they got off the elevator. He lead her to her apartment and
>opened the door with her key. She felt better. She was home. She
>was... Then she noticed that her coffee table was placed in the center
>of the room narrow edge facing the door. Some one had nailed a
>large dildo on the far edge.
>
>"From now on this is your perch my little chickadee. Get up here
>on your knees and get your suck hole over the nice dick." Don
>instructed her. "Your ass facing any visitors we have. Now get to
>it. I want to see if it shows off your rings well."
>
>Horrified she went to the table and tried to assume the required
>position. The dummy filled her mouth. The position required her
>to bend way down balanced with this thing. As her hands were
>still captive of the gloves this was her only anchor. The tug of
>her new rings swaying stung as they assumed the position due
>to gravity. She tried not to move.
>
><Could their be a more humiliating position?> She thought not.
>
>"Man those rings really do show off that pussy. You really are
>a dick hardening bitch... I just got to have me a little short one. You
>just hold still, Just like that....." Don ordered.
>
>She had no choice. Bent over there without her hands and her ass
>open she could not fight. Just getting up would be more pain than
>she wanted to think of. She felt a tug on her lip rings. She
>tried to scream but only a gurgling sound came out. Then the
>plunging dick stabbed it's way inside her. She felt her tortuous
>body again begin to juicing.
>
><Oh god> she thought <even like this!!! I am such a slut.>
>
> KNOCK KNOCK
>
><Someone is at the door.> She thought through the fog. <Who would
>come over here now??......Ted???? OH god not him. He will be
>soo...>
>
>"YEA!!! WHAT THE FUCK IS IT?" Don demanded not missing a stroke
>in her hole. He was soo deep she felt his every strokes beating
>on something deep in her belly. She was busy! She did not want to
>see anyone now. She wanted to savor her fucking and then sleep
>for a month.
>
>"Um I've come to see Joan." Ted's voice answered. "Is she home?"
>
>"Well she is busy getting fucked right now, but you want sloppy
>seconds it'll cost you 10." Don answered.
>
>"What!! You open this door right now. JOAN are you all right?"
>Ted asked.
>
>"Doors open fuck head. Come on in and join the party, but it'll
>cost you for the use of her.... AHH.." Don answered as he got his
>nut.
>
>He pulled out, turned and confronted Ted with a dripping limp
>dick. He casually placed his left hand on her open displayed ass.
>
>"You...you... I..." Ted began, his eyes riveted on the flaccid
>sticky organ. He selfcontiously shifted his eyes over and beheld
>Joan's ringed sex with a gob of white goo oozing out. Despite his
>horror of this scene his wang began to stir.
>
>"What's with you man. You want her or are you just shy. ....
>UH... Or maybe you're a fag boy .... You want to suck me instead?"
>Don said with a smile on his face. "Still cost you 10. Now you want
>this little hole," indicating Joan's ass hole, "That'll be 20. Ain't been
>used today. All fresh and tidy. Come on ... Come on I can see you
>want it or are you carrying a banana in your pants."
>
>Don shifted his hand onto the back of her head so she stayed in
>place and did not try to rise up.
>
>"Well man you want to party or do you just want to sit in the
>corner and watch a real man?" Don taunted him.
>
>Ted was white with fear and anger.
>
><This can not be happening. Who is this fowl mouth rapist Why ...
>Why... is she just staying there.. Like that???>.
>
>Still mesmermized by the sight of Joan's ringed sex he did not hear
>Tina come in behind him.
>
>"Wimp is bashful or got no balls, Tina. What do you think?" Don
>called out to her.
>
>She slipped her right hand between Ted's legs before he realized
>she was there. She reached up and grabbed a hand full of balls.
>
>She lifted up and kept her grip taught as Ted fell into more hurt
>than he had ever had in his past life. He could not even garb
>enough air to scream.
>
>As he sought to curl up in ball Ted heard,
>
>"He's got small balls and a needle dick. I know because I
>have um in my hand don't I honey." Tina demanded.
>
>Ted would not scream. He had never had his balls jerked before.
>He fought it as a woman had complete control of his jewels and
>he sought only to get away. Forget Joan. Forget anything he was
>willing to make a deal... any deal....
>
>"Don't I honey?" Tina asked again with a slight twist.
>
>"Yes Yes please...please let go I'll do anything. I'll give you
>my money...I'll" Ted began to plead as he got some air.
>
>"You think I want money for handling your puny balls. Don
>this bastard called me a prostitute. I hate it when a wimp tries
>to sweet talk me like that." Tina related with another twist.
>
>"AHAHAHAHHHHHHHHH" he could hold it in any longer.
>
>"NOW NOW Tina, lets not be hasty. Maybe the puny wimp
>means it. Maybe he wants to "Do anything" like he said. You
>did mean anything? Didn't you wimp?" Don questioned Ted.
>
>"YES YES I'LL DO ANYTHING JUST LET ME GO..." Ted begged.
>
>"All right wimp, crawl over here and lick up the mess this cunt
>made on my dick." Don demanded.
>
>Tina kept her grip as Ted squirmed over and positioned himself
>before Don's spread leather covered legs. The smelly dripping dick
>disgusted him but a slight pressure on his now throbbing balls
>convinced him to lick. The awful taste was not in the same
>universe as the pain in his balls.
>
>"Get the spill over on the balls and clean out the fore skin."
>Don ordered.
>
>With tears in his eyes Ted licked up the mess on the balls and
>engulfed the strangers dick. He felt the female's other hand
>unzip his fly and take out his own shriveled dick. A couple of
>strokes though and despite his revulsion he got it up, really hard.
>
>"Would you look at that. I think this dick eating maggot is
>getting off on your dick Don. Bet you and he could really get it
>on. I can not stand that." Tina said and again tugged Ted's balls.
>
>Ted tried to pull back but Don grabbed his ears capturing him
>with his oral cavity filled.
>
>"Don't pay any attention to the bitch, wimp. You do my dick or I
>will tear yours off with my bear hands and make you eat it. RAW."
>Don demanded.
>
>Ted's eyes flashed around the room looking for some deliverance.
>He saw Joan's ringed ass and dripping cunt. He felt Tina's breast
>against his back. He looked up and saw Don smiling at him.
>
>More to come.............

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