Just Call Her Queen of Porn Pt. 02

Since this is part 3, it would probably make sense to read the first 2 parts, first. But, this one probably can stand alone, too. * * * * * After I pressed play, the movie began with a young couple, not unlike ourselves driving a convertible down a beautiful country road. The radio was playing a (relatively) current song. The girl was absolutely beautiful, in that girl-next-door-who's-ultra-hot-but-doesn't-know-it kind of way. The guy appeared a bit older, rugged, good looking. Emily snuggled in next to me. The camera pulled back an up, so that we could see that there was a picnic basket in the back seat and that the guy had his hand resting on the girl's perfect, bare leg, just below the hem of her short skirt. They pulled off the main road onto a little lane that meandered through some woods into a picturesque valley. Of course, the road ended in a secluded spot, overlooking a small waterfall. About a half mile upstream, a highway bridge crossed the brook. So far, there...

I pull the leash on you, and you follow meekly as a young cow led to slaughter. Your hazelnut eyes look at me repeatedly, looking for a hint of what is going to happen, but I remain silent until we enter the washroom, covered by white, porcelain tiles. Two tall wooden steps are at the center, and in front of them, there is a large vertical mirror, that reflects us. On the left side, above a pair of toilet sinks, other mirrors create a game of cross-referencing images. Now I tie again your hands on your back, and then I lead you on the steps. "No..." you whisper, but of course I don't pay attention to your words, just pat your voluptuous ass as you climb the steps and remain, in an unstable equilibrium, your ass, pushed backward toward me, and your face looking at me, awkwardly, through the mirror. I take a large metal basin, and I place it on the floor, close to the step. You don't know where to look, you try to turn your head, but this doesn't help you to under...

Just Call Her Queen of Porn Pt 2 Completes her Transmission to New Lifestyle I don't much like these introductory remarks prefacing many stories. I find usually them a boring waste of time unless, of course, they save my time by putting me off the intended story altogether. This time I thought it was useful that I say something to explain the role that the commentors to Part 1 had in steering this Part 2, and eventually 3. If you don't care to read the prefacing BS, skip down to the Synopsis. The Synopsis is a skeletal recap of the first "Just Call Her the Queen of Porn." Another dislike of mine is to log into a serialized story only to be told I really should go into the archives to read the earlier instalments. (But I do see the need in some cases.) So, if you have not read the first instalment under this title you can get the gist of the storyline by way of this synopsis. If you don't want to read the synopsis either, then skip all the way down to the first Xx...