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03-02-2003, 10:58 AM

Well Mistress Scorpio, here it is...hope you like - If I may take the role of him who is sat on?!

SCORPIO'S VISIT - part 1

Alec Stephen Simon Liquer ("Ass Licker" for short - although not immediately obvious to Alec), sighed and looked out of the window of his small, back street antique shop. He tried to make sense of the weird shapes which he could see through the rain soaked window, shapes which he was of course only too familiar with. After all, he sat in his pathetic little shop every working hour, 6 days a week and his well worn chair faced the window - he knew every detail of the shop facades opposite. Hardly anyone ever came in. He was seriously considering closing permanently.

6 days a week was not quite right however. It was Wednesday and he closed early on Wednesdays - 10 minutes to go and he would be back up to his flat above the shop, digging out his "particular" magazines which he had found, over time, he could not avoid buying. They depicted strong women sitting on puny men and using them as THEIR chairs, toilets, cushions, bouncy things etc. "Good" he thought to himself, "I'll soon be bashing the bishop again", thinking of a particular picture of his favourite magazine that had been delivered early that morning and which, so far, he'd only glimpsed at. The picture showed a quite heavy Mistress just about to descend onto the face of a rather whimpish male subject who was coiled in a thick rope from neck to toes, leaving only his head, the target for her arse, in view. The Mistress was reaching behind her and was pulling her fully round voluminous buttocks apart with her black nail polished fingers, having an evil grin on her face, before (what Alec then pictured) ramming her derriere onto the upturned and fearful face.....he couldn't stand it any longer, 8 minutes to go...he'd close now.

Wearily, yet somewhat excitedly, Alec got to his feet and crossed to the door. He firstly turned the sign to show "Closed", reached up to the top of the door and pushed the top bolt home. He then turned the key which was always in the lock in the middle of the door and bent over to fasten the bottom bolt, which he did. As he stood back up, he stepped back from the door somewhat suddenly. A figure had appeared as if from nowhere. It was now getting darker and the rain seemed heavier. The figure tapped impatiently on the glass of the door. Alec squinted and could just decipher the outline of a slim yet attractive lady, quite tall. He had not seen her before.

"Let me in" the lady mouthed. "I'm closed" retorted Alec, not wanting to put off his intended wank one minute more. "LET ME IN" came the response "...you DON'T close for another 5 minutes",
came the further retort.

There was something in this lady's voice and manner that forced Alec to do as she bid. Quickly, he opened the door and beckoned the lady in. She brushed past Alec, stepping on his plimsolled foot as she did so, allowing a small smile to spread across her lips yet then to disappear just as quickly.

"Well. CLOSE the door man - and lock it, fully..", she boomed as Alec stood transfixed. This lady was very beautiful indeed. Of course, the rain had smeared her features when he had seen her the other side of the door through the glass and Alec had not appreciated her full, breathtaking beauty. He did as she demanded.

"I...I... was just closing" stammered Alec. "Obviously" the lady replied. She held out her gloved hand which slid out from her dripping, black raincoat. "You may kiss it" she said, looking Alec directly in the eyes. Her beauty penetrated him, her eyes mesmorised him. He did as she asked. As his lips touched the soft velvet, she pulled her hand away, slightly upwards so that it rubbed under his chin. She quickly turned way from Alec and clicked across the shop floor, her very high heels demanding the ears of all living things in that room, from Alec down to the lowest insect "...not much difference..." the lady thought.

"My name is Scorpio D'Arcy" the lady spat, "...do you have any commodes?", she turning to face Alec again.

"C...C...commodes?" stammered Alec. "Yes, you thick bastard, commodes, you know, the things our grandparents used to piss and shit in". She never took her eyes off Alec's as she said this.

"y...Y...yes, I...I...have....in the back room actually. There's no call for them nowadays you see"

"Isn't there? You surprise me! Can I see them - I want to try them or at least one of them before I buy!?"

Alec wondered what she meant. "There is a toilet through the passage which you can use if you want, Alec stammered.

"You don't understand me do you? I don't want a piss, just yet anyway. Would you deny me a drive in a second hand car if you were a car dealer?" she replied, and enquiring look spreading across her face.

"No, I suppose not"

"Then good, just do as I wish please - and do it now...", a hint of menace creeping into her voice.

"Yes, follow me".

With that, Alec led the way through to the back of the shop. In all his wonderment at the vision of beauty who had visited his shop, he had forgotten about his fetish. He now thought of that as it flashed into his mind. "Bloody 'ell" he thought to himself, "I wouldn't mind her on my face!" He did not know how true that wish would become, but yet further, how much he would regret that wish!

Alec reached an old oak door which he pushed aside with some difficulty. "Weak prat" thought Scorpio.

"They're over there...in the corner" Alec stated, switching on the single light bulb as he did so. The room was nevertheless still somewhat dark. Scorpio could just make out the shapes of the three commodes.

"Well, pick one out, the best, and bring it to the centre of the room here" Scorpio ordered, pointing to a space in what was mainly junk.

"O.K" said Alec. "NO...you do not simply say 'O.K', you say "Yes, Mistress...do you understand?" Scorpio replied, slowly unbuttoning her raincoat. What Alec then saw literally took his breath away. Scorpio stood there in sheer black, seamed stockings, 7 inch high shiny black heels, thick black suspenders, black silky smooth panties and a black bra. She had a black choker around her neck.

Alec's eyes were drawn to Scorpio's thighs - long and slender yet full and head crushing. Little bits of pubic hair broke out at the side of her panties, as if beckoning him to inspect the vision of loveliness closer.

"Well....I'm still waiting" Scorpio then said, more menace now creeping into her voice.

Alec said no more. What the hell was happening? Was he dreaming? If so, he didn't want the dream to end and so quickly pulled the best commode into the middle of the room.

"Right, get undressed" Scorpio demanded. Alec was in her spell. He quickly undressed and stood there, now practically erect.

"You naughty boy...really, look at that pathetic cock..how DARE you insult me with such a show", Scorpio boomed out across the room, confident that noone could now hear her, pushing the heavy door now behind her closed, quite easily.

"Lift the lid then" Scorpio demanded, pointing a masterful finger at the piece of furniture now fully in both their vision. Alec did as asked. A porcelain bowl was revealed. It was slightly cracked but still serviceable. "Find me a cushion - one that you don't mind getting wet" Scorpio ordered. Alec did as requested and brought across a fairly firm cushion from a nearby seat. "Put it in the bowl - I need some support for your head!"

Alec coughed, "My God, it was a dream...My God, My God."

"Right, kneel on the floor, with your back to the commode and put your head back onto the seat, making sure that the back of your head is on the cushion" Alec needed no second command and quickly got into position.

"ROPE" Scorpio boomed. "It's near the door Mistress" Alec replied. Scorpio saw the rope and fetched some across. It was well coiled and easy to unwind. She quickly bound Alec to the commode, quite tightly, even with a couple of coils going round his neck. When she was satisfied that the Knots would hold some quite violent struggling, Scorpio took her position by straddling Alec's prone body, so that his vision was filled with her lovely behind.

"Are you ready, slave?", Scorpio enquired, looking down at Alec's now sweating face. "What are you going to do..mmph!"

Alec's words were cut short as Scorpio sat down heavily on his face, making sure immediately that his nose was positioned against her anus. She wriggled around slightly to make sure that his nose was EXACTLY where it should be. It did not take her long. She was, after all a very experienced SITTER.

"Now slave, my new name for you is "Knickered" because that is exactly what you should be at all times, knickered under my slightly aromatic panties as I gring myself all over your face". She began to rotate her behind, working Alec's nose deep into her anal opening, albeit it being prevented from total penetration because of the narrow backstrap of her panties.

Alec's head was swimming with the erotic, musky scents flooding into his nostrils. He began to get short of breath but Scorpio ignored his protestations. "STOP WRIGGLING" she boomed again.

Alec did so, accepting his smothered fate, with some difficulty. Scorpio sat there for two or three minutes but then riased up, about two inches or so. "Do you like that knickered?" she asked,
"Y..mmph", again, he did not have the chance to answer as she sat down heavily again, causing him to expel some much needed air out of his squashed and rapidly reddening face. "Mmmph..." came from under Scorpio's bottom as she began to work on Alec. Scorpio carried this on for 2 hours or so. When she had finished, Alec's face was purple, if not a little blue. His nose was flat. "Pity" thought Scorpio "..I need it proud for what I am going to do now...I'll let him recover" she thought to herself.

Knickered (c)