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A MANSION FOR MASOCHISTS

Chapter Seven

 

As Alicia toweled off from her bath she stepped into an adjacent bedroom. Lilith was waiting for her. The woman was dressed in a severe black gown and boots. The gown had been pulled back to expose a bustier beneath, whose cups lifted up breasts that were bare on top. Lilith held a whip in her hand and, fearing she might be punished, Alicia bent and licked the point of each of Lilith's naked nipples with the tip of her tongue.

Alicia had just deposited a bead of saliva on Lilith's right teat when the woman gently took Alicia's towel from her, leaving the girl totally nude.

"Come, we must get a blow drier to your hair," Lilith said. She took Alicia's hand and led her from the bedroom back into the bathroom. There the male voyeur had joined Dawn in the tub. The brunette cooed as the man, limp but still lustful, massaged and caressed her body.

Lilith led Alicia over to the commode and bade her sit down. Alicia, a doe-like look of uncertainty in her eyes, bent to lift up the lid of the toilet.

"No, just sit on the lid, unless you have to go?" Lilith asked.

"Oh! No, I don't," Alicia said, and sat down on the lid. It had a fur cover, and she relished the feel of it against her derriere. Lilith took a blow drier and turned it on, then wordlessly began drying Alicia's hair.

"Have you douched?" Lilith asked after a bit.

"Yes," Alicia replied. She felt cozy, protected and warm, yet Lilith's whip was lying on the bathroom counter, looking quite deadly.

When Alicia's hair was dry Lilith bent and put the blow drier to the hair of Alicia's pussy, producing a squeal from the blonde. Then Lilith put aside the blow drier and told Alicia to wait. A moment later she returned with a pair of high heels and, kneeling down, strapped them on to Alicia's small feet.

"My, they're beautiful," Alicia said softly of the shoes. They gave off a soft golden glow which matched the color of her hair.

"Where would you be without a pair of high heels?" Lilith smiled.

"Will I be wearing anything else?" Alicia asked quietly.

"A dog collar, perhaps?" Lilith asked.

"Of course," Alicia breathed. Lilith pulled a collar from her gown and fastened it around Alicia's neck, lifting her chin up with her finger as she buckled it on. The blonde gazed at her with glistening eyes.

"You think I'm going to whip you, don't you?" Lilith asked. Alicia looked down at her feet and nodded. "Such a charming pet," Lilith said. "I'd love to take you out back to the woodshed and switch your heinie, but that will only happen when you bring me the implement. Any type will do, we have all the different varieties here. Pony lash, Cat o' Nine Tails...but enough of that. It's only midnight, and I can't have you naked in the woodshed right now, I need you to answer the front door."

"The front--? Dressed like this?" Alicia stammered.

"Yes, dear. I'm expecting a whole host of young men this evening, and they're due to begin arriving any minute. Now let's see...how about a mask? That would protect your identity." Lilith drew forth a small mask with slits cut into it for one's vision. She placed it over Alicia's eyes and tied it carefully in back. "Hmm, I still think a pair of panties would hold you in good stead," Lilith said. She then drew forth glossy undies, jet black like the mask, and slipped them up Alicia's legs. Alicia raised her bottom off the fur of the toilet cover to allow Lilith to slip the panties over her rear. "I'd prefer you in drawstring panties, but the first man in the door would undo them," Lilith said. "With these panties, having an elastic waistband as they do, you've at least got a fighting chance of maintaining your modesty until all the guests have arrived." Of course, Lilith used the word "modesty" in its peculiar context relative to the morays of the mansion. Lilith had Alicia stand and complimented the blonde on her appearance. Alicia felt strangely wicked. She placed her hands on her hips and thrust out her bare breasts. Her blonde muff was barely noticeable through the gossamer panties.

"Ready to greet the men?" Lilith asked.

"And their penises," Alicia said with a smirk.

"Good," Lilith replied. Little did the girl know how true her mischievous remark was.

A moment later Alicia found herself placed just inside the front door. She was mulling over the bizarre instructions Lilith had given her when the doorbell rang.

The young man Alicia greeted seemed pleasantly surprised at her near nudity.

"Lilith sure does know how to throw a party," The man grinned. He pulled off his coat and handed it to Alicia.

"New rules tonight," Alicia replied. "You're to give me not just your coat, but your pants as well." The man was slightly taken aback at this. Apparently he had expected to spend a night dominating females, not having females dominate him.

"And your underpants," Alicia said as the man gave her his trousers.

"What?!" the man exclaimed.

"Rules are rules...unless you want your coat and pants back so you can leave," Alicia said smugly. She was enjoying this. The man gave her an unpleasant look and pulled down his briefs.

"You're wearing panties," the man complained, flushing as his penis sprang into view. He had certainly expected to bare his loins during an evening at Lilith's house, but not in this humiliating manner, right at the front door! He was just handing over his underpants when two more men stepped through the front door, and broke into peals of laughter.

"You too," Alicia smiled. The men's guffaws quit as quickly as they had come.

"Alicia, are you having the men undress as I asked you to?" Lilith called, stepping into the foyer from an adjoining room.

"Yes, ma'am!" Alicia replied. She felt like a soldier on guard duty, except instead of checking I.D. cards she was checking penises. Could she turn a man away if she found him wanting? So far they were measuring up quite nicely.

Alicia hung the first man's things in an adjoining alcove, which served as the mansion's cloakroom. Lilith strode up to him, a cloth tape measure in her hand. A whip was thrust through a sash about her waist, no doubt to ensure compliance. Her white breasts jiggled temptingly in their boostier.

"My, I see you're ready for the party," Lilith complimented the first man, gazing at his erection. The man stood speechless as she bent and measured his rod. Dawn appeared in a pink baby doll nightie, her breasts quite visible through the diaphanous material. It was too short to cover her pussy. In her hand she held a tablet.

"Nine and a quarter inches," Lilith called to Dawn. The girl dutifully took down the measurement.

"I'd like to measure those tits of yours," the man said to Lilith.

"Wouldn't we all?" was Lilith's only reply. She dismissed the man to the ballroom and advanced upon the next two, who by now had handed over their Jockeys to Alicia.

"Will we be doing any balling in the ballroom?" the man who had been first asked Dawn. The girl put the tip of her pencil to her mouth and looked at him with wide eyes.

"I've just been doing some of that," Dawn said. "Except the man had jerked himself off taking photos of me so all he could do was rub himself on me." Alicia remarked to herself what a ditz the girl was.

"Just get that cute butt of yours on into the ballroom," Lilith said, turning to the man with a note of sternness in her voice. The man obeyed. Then Lilith went about measuring the next two men as Alicia hung their clothes.

Alicia felt slightly embarrassed when the next person through the door turned out to be a young woman. She advised the woman that she was willing to accept as many of her clothes as she wished, but that Lilith had asked that she retain her panties. The woman did a modest job of undressing, leaving on her heels, bra, panties, and a scarf around her neck.

As the time for the party drew near the people arrived one right after the next, or several at once. Soon Alicia had to queue up the men so Lilith could measure each in turn. It was quite a sight, young men naked from the waist down standing in line, their penises erect, balls full and tight. Many of the men were similar in height. Each male's dick throbbed just centimeters from the ass in front of him. It seemed to Alicia like a scene from a boot camp gone awry. Behind the lineup of men both males and females were undressing.

"Straighten your tie," Lilith admonished the male before her. The man fumbled with his bow tie and then smoothed his shirt over his chest to ensure it had no wrinkles. "Tch, tch, and look at these socks," Lilith remarked. Avoiding the man's prominent prong, she bent down and pulled up his black dress socks so that they didn't sag.

When all the guests had arrived Lilith invited Dawn and Alicia into the ballroom.

"Why aren't you wearing panties?" Alicia asked Dawn as she accompanied the girl from the foyer into the main part of the house.

"I don't know," Dawn sighed. "I just forgot, I guess."

"That man in the bathroom aroused you and you want it bad," Alicia said.

"Mmm," Dawn replied. "Three men have rubbed my spot already. That measuring job was fun!"

"Well, two tried for me but I wouldn't let them," Alicia said. "Don't you understand? It's the men for once who are to be the sex objects. Listen, when you circulate amongst the men in the ballroom you're to fondle their dicks as you talk politely to them. If they reach for you just gently take their hand and squeeze it, but don't let them touch your pussy. Now be good or Lilith will whip you!"

The two girls entered the ballroom and it looked for all the world like a convention of hat racks. Every man's penis stood fully erect, either perpendicular or at a raised angle from his testicles, less than ninety degrees from his stomach. All the men still wore shirts and ties.

Alicia accepted a cocktail from a waitress and began talking with a handsome young man She let her fingers alight upon the head of his penis. The man reached for her pussy, still sheathed in panties, and Alicia let go of his rod to take his hand.

"Don't," Alicia said, grasping his fingers "Lilith doesn't want it. Be a good boy and let me pleasure you." The man dropped his hand and Alicia returned hers to his penis. She stole a glance out of the corner of her eye and saw that Dawn had failed to stop the man of her choice. She swooned as her man fondled her blonde muff while she, cocktail in hand, held his cock in her palm.

Alicia engaged in polite conversation with her interlocutor for several minutes, all the while stroking his rod. Then she dismissed herself and moved to another man, who eagerly took up a conversation with her as he thrust his penis into her palm.

As Alicia continued to work the crowd she found the men coming closer and closer to ejaculating. Several actually tried to dissuade Alicia from taking their throbbing rods in her hand, but she insisted, the whole affair of hand-to-genitals taking place without words. Then the words which did pass between them concerned the most mundane and trivial affairs; politics, the weather, the man's career, while all the while the poor male's throbbing rod trembled on the brink of ejaculation.

Alicia admired the males' bare buns. She wondered if Lilith would let her smack any of them. She relished the thought of her small, delicate palm striking the men's trim buttocks. Alicia realized she would not have had such a thought prior to meeting Lilith. She had always fantasized about a man spanking her, but suddenly she found herself wanting to reverse the roles. It occurred to Alicia that Lilith's home was not just a place where masochists were abused, but where masochists were trained to be sadists as well, and sadists taught to receive as well as give.

"Girls, how about a round of semen cocktails?" Lilith asked brightly. A groan went up from the men.

"I knew it!" a man lamented. There was a titter of laughter from the ladies.

The men lined up with their backs against the dining room table, Lilith's whip having to urge a few to obey. Then each female was given an empty glass and picked her favorite man. At a signal from Lilith each female jerked off her man. Some men took longer than others, but each heaved a sigh of relief as he came in his lover's hand, his semen shooting into the glass she held at the tip of his rod. The men were a trifle disappointed, however, as they had hoped to come in a mouth, pussy, or bottom. But Lilith had been good to them over the months and so they did her bidding.

Not a few of the women encountered difficulty catching the men's sperm in a glass. The come shot out at a ninety degree angle and one's glass had to be tilted over fairly far to catch the libation. Some of the men tried to swing their pricks around but a firm grasp on the part of the female ensured that he would shoot where she wanted him to. Upon catching the product each female waited until her sisters were ready, and then Lilith proposed a toast.

"To men's bottoms, may they ever be red," Lilith said, raising her glass. The girls gave a cheer and toasted the prospect of paddling the males, then downed the spermy contents of their glasses. Each was left with a milky moustache on her upper lip.

"Mmm, good!" Dawn, who was next to Alicia, said.

"Rather salty, don't you think?" Alicia asked demurely.

"I want more!" Dawn said eagerly to her male, who looked back at her with resigned horror. "More!" Dawn said, taking the man's limpening penis in her hand and churlishly manhandling it. The man tried to excuse himself, but Dawn followed him and swatted his behind with her hand. Lilith caught up to Dawn and slapped the impetuous girl's bottom and told her to settle down. The crowd laughed.

"Now that you're limp we have a little apparatus that we'd like to put on your penises, which when you're hard again you won't be able to remove," Lilith announced to the men. Two serving girls came around with trays of little leather thongs. Each female took one and, with instruction from Lilith, slipped the thong around the man's testicles and penis. Then each female began massaging her man, encouraging him to become erect. The men were all quite young, having been chosen specifically for this party due to their youthful, resilient prongs. Soon they were erect once more, the thongs now firmly clamped around their balls and dicks.

"We'll relieve you of those in the morning," Lilith advised the men.

"The morning?!" a man gasped. "What are we gonna do between now and then?"

"Obey," Lilith answered.

"That sounds like fun," a female giggled to her friend.

"Girls, take hold of your man's penis and let's lead these lads down to the basement," Lilith announced. "I wonder how many of these fellows have ever been treated to an enema?" Several of the men proved recalcitrant at hearing that, but Lilith was quick with her whip. The men knew she relished striking their bare rumps and were not eager to give her an opportunity to do so. One tried to overpower her but the other men restrained him. In part they were seeking to win Lilith's favor. Men she liked best got to stay at her mansion on a semi-permanent basis and that meant 24-hour fucking with the most delectable girls in town. So the men obeyed Lilith and even vied with each other to best do her bidding.

When the randy stallions had been led down into the basement they found a row of buckets on wooden stools, each filled with steaming water and equipped with a slim hose. The men were ordered to kneel on the floor with their faces pressed down against the rug. Each female took one of the clear, flexible plastic hoses and daubed it with cream. Since Dawn had been naughty Lilith had her kneel also. The girl knelt beside her favorite man and turned her face toward him, extending her tongue. Lilith smiled at the impish girl's audacity. She too had once been a frisky young bitch, eager to surrender her tender teats and pussy to any man she met. Dawn was lucky to be associated with Lilith in this age of AIDS, as all the men here were required to give a blood sample before even attending their first party. If the young thing had been out on her own, as Lilith had been when she first began exploring the erogenous potential of her teenage figure, she would most surely have contracted the dreaded disease.

Alicia was more settled in her desires, mostly because of her midwestern upbringing. She almost didn't want to plug the man kneeling in front of her with a tube, but obeyed because Lilith was watching. The man jerked his hips involuntarily as Alicia inserted the tube, her anus tingling at the thought of the glass straw that had been put to her own bottom the night before. Alicia had to grit her teeth and force the tube. The man was tight.

When the tube had been inserted Alicia, on a lark, put the free end of the tube to her mouth and sucked. Nothing much happened, but it was weird to think that she was taking in air from the man's lower intestines. Alicia thought she tasted musk. Next Alicia tried blowing, but except for a muted grunt from the man there was nothing. Still, Alicia felt a sexual thrill as she blew into the rectum of the big man doubled over in front of her.

When every man had been plugged Lilith told the girls to dip the free end of their tubes into the hot, sudsy water. At once the water began flowing down the tubes, and the men moaned as the fluid ran into their rectums. When each girl judged her man to be full (some being more considerate than others), the tubes were withdrawn.

"Now for the fun part," Lilith announced. She drew her hand back and slapped the bottom of the man next to Dawn. The other females followed suit. Lilith used both her palms, swatting both the man and Dawn repeatedly. The teen wriggled her bottom and kept her squirming tongue intertwined with that of her lover.

"Keep those bottoms up nice and high," Lilith abjured the men. "I don't want any stains on my new carpet." In this she was referring, of course, to the contents of the men's buns. The spanks had the effect of causing the men to tighten their glutei maximi, thereby keeping the fluid inside their intestines. Finally Lilith called a halt to the paddling.

"Alright, men, it's off to the bathroom, where you may empty yourselves," Lilith announced. "My whip is ready for any man who spills himself on my rug." The men rose with a groan and Dawn, finding herself at the front of the lineup, headed gingerly on her high heels toward the waiting lavatory.

"I can't hold it," Dawn whined.

"You'd better!" Lilith intoned. But the fluid in Dawn's intestines began running down the backs of her thighs. Lilith struck Dawn's bottom with the whip, causing the girl to clench her buttocks. This momentarily halted the stream. Each girl, if she saw her man begin to come (with his buns, that is), gave him the hardest slap she possibly could.

By the time the men reached the bathroom they had basically learned to hold themselves in. This was important, as there was only one toilet. Dawn sat down and gushed out her offering, then made to wipe herself.

"No wiping," Lilith admonished. "Get in the tub." She lifted the girl from the toilet, pulled her baby doll nightie over her head, and hustled her to the large bath tub. Several men, seeing the tub as their ultimate destination, jumped in and relieved themselves there. They shucked off their ties and jackets and turned on the water. In a few seconds there was a veritable gang bang in the tub, with Dawn receiving the eager libations of the men's pricks. Other men jumped in, emptied their bowels, and then proceeded to empty their loins into Dawn too. Hot water streamed over all, as if to compliment Dawn's baptism of fire. Several of the women made to jump in but Lilith held them back.

"Let the boys have their fun with Dawn," Lilith said. "I hadn't planned for this, but so it is. Let us go upstairs to the ballroom and await their return there." The females exited and Lilith shut the bathroom door behind her. She could hear Dawn screaming as male after male forced himself into her, leather thong and all, and hoped the promiscuous young thing was screaming with pleasure. Dawn might be a bit more reserved after tonight.

A bit later the men began straggling upstairs, dry but naked. They had found towels in a closet, but of course there was no way to dry their soaking ties and shirts. Those had been left behind in the bathroom, where, indeed, Dawn had also been abandoned. The last man kissed the exhausted girl on the cheek as she lay in the tub and turned off the water, checking to make sure that it all drained out so she wouldn't drown. The teenybopper's hair was tangled; semen drooled out of her lips, pussy, and bottom hole. Sperm lay in sticky pools in her palms and was smeared between her ample breasts. Even one of her ears was dripping semen from the opening of its canal.

"Good night little baby," the man said to Dawn, whose head lolled in a state of near unconscious exhaustion. "Sleep tight...and feel free to wet the bed."

 

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