Amiga ISO Collection/AmigaDemoCD2.iso/ASCII/TEXTE/SEX/ADULTSHARE/V/VICTORIA.TXT

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Date:   Wed Oct 31 1990  01:37:00
From:   Etrigan
To:     All
Subj:   Story Part III
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loni                           -------------------------------
Victoria sat wondering to herself... looking at the ouija board and
then her clock. It had been about 3 hours since she had taken it
out... thus about a 2 hour nap, and then dream. The pointer still
rested upon the NO as she picked it up and looked at it... peering
thru the little window on it. Just a hunk of plastic... hmmm. She
placed the pointer back down on the board, and got up and walked out
to the kitchen. Slowly she opened the refridgerator... and grabbed a
can of soda. She noticed the cold air seeping down from the fridge,
as it slowly enveloped her bare feet. Vicky wondered why she had
never really paid much attention to this very simple sensation
before... as she was finding it rather sensual... but it appeared she
was seeing and feeling a lot of things that she never felt before. At
least it FELT that way to her. Sitting in her lay-z-boy chair, she
slowly sipped the can and flipped thru the channels on TV with her
ever trusty remote control. Junk, as usual... foolish paid
programming and soap operas everywhere. "What the hell am I running
from here? A stupid board? Am I really scared?", she said to herself.
"This is just too rediculous, if this board is really just a gateway
to my own inner self, there is nothing for me to be Kq‡ÿafraid of, in
fact... I should be enjoying it!" With that, Victoria jumped out of
her chair and raced off to the bedroom again, sitting herself with
the board once again between her legs. She asked, "Should I be
afraid?" and the pointer slowly... and surely... moved to the NO.
Vicky sat and watched it move with her fingers... her mind was clear,
it seemed that if she approached the board with no prejudices, it
performed well. "Who am I speaking with, if I may ask?" and the
pointer went to YES. "Ok, what is your name then?" and then the
pointer began to erratically move around... she tried to keep the
letters it touched in mind, but the pattern seemed to make little to
no sense anyhow. Finally it spelt out Lial. "Lial?", she quipped, "is
that a name? Oh, well... I remember being told that these boards
don't spell well... then it be Lyle. Well Lyle, who are you?" There
was no answer. Vick sat for a moment, and tried again... "Can you
tell me who you are?" and the pointer went to NO. She frowned... how
what she going to talk to herself when she wouldn't even admit to
herself who she was! At that, she burst into laughter... at the pure
implication of what she just thought. "Ok, fine... what do I need
from you? Why should I be talking to you Lyle?" and the pointer began
to go to letters... L..U..S..T. "Gee, well I must admit you're not
one for beating around the bush, hmm?" and the pointer went to NO.
Victoria was pleased that her "innerself" at least had a sense of
humor of sorts. She then got up and popped an old blue movie into the
VCR back in the living room. Egads, there was that nasty, overweight
Ron Jeremy ramming some poor little starlet. "Awful" she thought...
as she felt herself drift into a daydream... the suddenly she looked
up, and on the screen were 3 hooded men... black hoods... black
robes... and they were standing around a woman... HER! Vick almost
jumped out of her skin... but felt instead a coldness from within...
as she was almost frozen to the seat as she watched...
All 3 were standing, fully covered from head to toe, except that each
had their cock exposed... and 3 large ones they were. Vicky thought
to herself that she never really found large penis' an attractivon, a
plus perhaps, but nothing she would dream of... or so she thought...
however, there she was on the screen gobbling all three of them. Then
there was a flash and the scene shifted... she was laying flat on a
large piece of marble... one of the men was staddling her chest,
while another was securing shackles to her hands and feet. Now she
really wondered... she NEVER found bondage to be attractive. The
third was slowly rubbing his dick head along the entry way to her
obviously wet pussy. The one straddling her chest began to tit-fuck
her with a fury... pinching her nipples in the process, causing them
to become red and swollen. Vick heard herself scream for a moment.
Then the one at her vagina pushed himself in to the hilt... ramming
his penis in and out so quickly and harshly that the movement of her
against the marble was causing strange squooshy noises, and also
almost causing the shackles to pierce her skin. She wanted to yell to
stop, but couldn't... she almost seemed to be enjoying it. Her tongue
darted out to meet the rushing dick between her ample bosom... her
nipples wincing from the pinches that the man was putting on them.
She heard the man between her legs moan, and he pulled out and shot
all over her belly... the feeling was hot... hot and cold as well...
almost like the feeling when she... "Uuuggghhh!" yelled the man on
her chest... as he dumped his seed onto her full breasts. Then the 2
of them walked away... and the 3rd returned, and slowly rubbed the
semen into her skin... in almost a loving manner... he cupped her
breasts, and gently kissed the nipples... and then reached to within
his robe... and pulled forth... A DAGGER! A jewel encrusted dagger!
Victoria started to scream... from her frozen view in her chair and
on the television screen as well... the man tweaked both of her
nipples with the point... the cold steel sending shivers thru her
body... and then he raised it upwards... and quickly brought it back
down... before impact, the screen went black and Vicky passed out...
murmuring to herself... "Oh God... Oh God... Oh God..." and elsehwere
in the house, a simple plastic pointer on a stupid kids ouija board
moved to the NO....

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