" She dutifully explained the "play" at the Anal Sex Circus." She dutifully explained the "play" at the Anal Sex Circus. After I finished the drink, I walked back to the back of the room where a man, dressed in imitation of an American carnival barker, guarded the entrance to the upstairs rooms. I bought two tickets ($100 each) which entitled me to see three "shows" of my choice. The tickets were actually more like plastic credit cards. With insane calliope music blaring down the corridors of this two- story townhouse turned madhouse, I made my way upstairs. In the old carnival midways, you'd walk along seeing the posters for the midgets and fire eaters and freaks. You'd pay to go into the tent to actually see them perform. Here, there were rooms. On each gold-curtained door was a picture of the girl within. I, along with a half dozen men, studied these pictures as we walked up and down the corridor. A picture of an angelic, sweet-faced blonde girl caught my eye. Under the picture was the description "Dominique. She will tell you of her shameful anal deflowering!" Each girl had a different look and a different story. I put my "ticket" into the door slot. It slowly disappeared, like a cash machine banking card. My fingers, trembling with excitement, grasped the door. I heard the whirring sound of a motor, and slowly the heavy metal door opened by itself. The moment I got inside, it shut with a hollow clank. And there, lying on pink satin sheets, was the baby-soft delicate blonde Dominique. "In English?" she whispered. I nodded. The elegant room held a sink, bidet, toilet, a king-sized bed, and a large overstuffed chair. I sat, not two feet away from the bed where this beautiful, pale white girl lay, absolutely naked. "Oh, Sir," she said, her pretty blue eyes growing wide, "it happened to me not long ago." She whispered, "I can still feel it. Ooooh, right here. I am still so tight and tender." She writhed on the bed, sliding half off it, displaying her plump buttocks. The globes of her ass still held large dollops of baby fat. Her soft white bottom was thick, rich, round and perfectly unmarked. She gently cupped her bottom cheeks and pulled them apart, exposing the most delicate little pink pucker. |