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WARNING: All Fantasia stories contain some or all of the following:
Non-consensual sex, rape, bondage, heavy pain, torture, incest, degradation,
underage characters. If these things offend you, do not read.
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                                  HOT AND COLD
                                by V.P. Viddler

      "Last time I saw this lady she was hanging by her wrists from a tree
branch, stark naked, and screaming her lungs out as four guys pelted her with
snowballs."

      "That's right. That was last year's vacation. The boys and I are doing it
again, Lisa, and we want you along with us. We'll need a distraction in bad
weather. You know, a plaything. A big toy. A game dame. We want you."

      "No. Not this time. Please."

      "But you'll like it, Lisa. Once it gets going. You know  that. Why, last
year --"

      "Please. I can't. Not again. I just can't."

      "Don't you recall how it was, Lisa? Once you got over your -- shyness?
Oh, we had to break you in a bit, but then you got right into the spirit,
didn't you, Lisa? You loved it."

      "Please. No."

      "Remember how we had to hold you down at first, Lisa?  Holding you down
on the bed, all spread out and struggling while  we played with you? Playing
with that body. Stripping it. And you crying and begging, and Bobby slapping
you, and then starting to  fuck you. And all of us fucking you. Remember,
Lisa?"

      "Please."

      "And how it started getting to you, and soon we didn't have to hold you
any more, and then telling us how you loved it? How we kept saying, you love
it, don't you, Lisa? Don't you, Lisa? Oh you love this, right, Lisa? And
finally you saying, yes, yes, oh Christ oh Jesus yes, oh god I love it, yes I
love it, yes I do I love it I do --"

      "Damn you!"

      "And after that you did anything, didn't you, Lisa?"

      "Yes."

      "And you loved it all, didn't you?"

      "Yes."

      "Being our toy. Crawling for us. Remember how we made you crawl, Lisa?"

      "Yes."

      "How you crawled up the walls, how we drive you crazy, how we fucked you
blind?"

      "Yes."

      "And how much you loved it?"

      "Please."

      "And when we tied you from that branch, or spread-eagled across the
table, or on your knees by the fire and hurt you --"

      "Oh god."

      "I want to do that again, Lisa. I want to hear you screaming again. I
want to hear you crying and begging us to stop, but not wanting us to stop."

      "Oh please I can't please."

      "I want that body crouching over me again, crying with pain and passion,
taking my cock up your cunt and fucking me, while Dick whips your back with his
belt, again and again, and I pinch  your nipples while Riff stands over us and
pulls your head up by  your hair so he can fuck your mouth. Do you remember,
Lisa?"

      "Yes. God yes."

      "You crawled for us all night long. Giving us your mouth and your cunt
and your ass. Crying. Screaming. Begging for more."

      "I did. God help me, I did."

      "And you will again, won't you, Lisa?"

      "I -- no. Please no."

      "You want to."

      "No."

      "Tell John what we did with you after he saw you hanging from that tree.
After all those snowballs that hurt so much."

      "You -- you took me down and took me inside and tied me down spread out
across the dining table and you -- you said you would warm me up. And to warm
me up you burned my body -- you put out cigarettes on me. All over my body.
Lots of cigarettes. Burning  my body."

      "That's right. You should have seen that, John. Wherever we'd hit Lisa
with a snowball, we kissed it with a cigarette. Her breasts -- nipples, all
over. Her stomach. Thighs. Back. Buttocks. All over. So many. And then we
fucked her while she screamed for us. Right, Lisa?"

      "I don't want to do that again."

      "Yes, you do, Lisa."

      "Yes I do. All right. I'll do it."

      "Look how hard Lisa's nipples are. Right through that dress. You want it
now, Lisa?"

      "No, please."

      "What do you want, Lisa."

      "Oh. Make me do it. Make me do something dirty. Please."

      "On your knees, slut, and suck John off. Right now."

      "Ohh."

      "I'm going to whip you while you do it."

      "All right."

      "Hands in the air. Don't drop them. Strip that top down, John. Take it
all, you bitch. Pull her hair up, John, so I can  get a clear shot at that
naked back."

      "What are you, Lisa?"

      "I"m a boy toy, a plaything, a rag doll, a slut, a whore, I want to crawl
and scream and suck and fuck. I'm yours, my body is yours, please whip me now,
I do love it I do love it..."