Ariosto's in the SLAMMER!...Please Write!

[ariosto]

Reply to Mya

*Written while hiding under my cot in the infirmary on a scrap of my paper hospital robe with a cold breeze whistling across my butt.*

Dearest, Dearest Mya!...Two letters not one!...The second so accurately portrays the truth of the situatiion, (Save the part about my being on half the threads at LIT..it is really only 49%), that I am going to send it with Hecate's noble plea for justice to the National Enquirer...then we'll some real action!
I hope the nefarious judge reads these words and a blush of shame spreads out from the cold depths of his black heart.
I of course would not expect you or any of the othere Ladies of Lit to compromise your virtue with such a monster simply to gain my release
....but if you do, please video it OK?

Now for your first letter. How can I describe the effect it had on me...
Well it's about eight noble inches long...
No...more like a foot! Not terribly thick...oh maybe like a beer can. It soars in curving grace from a gleaming patch of adorable curly hair to a flaring rounded point that....(wait it's pretty dark down here...),Yes! that is surmounted by a
gleaming bead of ejaculatory promise!
Taking my Celestial Pestal in my rough palm....(Oh how they make me labor here!)
I hold your missive to the dim wan light and read...
Your full ripe breasts pushing through the bars, the cold iron pressing into the warm swelling mounds, your nipples thrust like bullets, pouting...eager..I take them between my lips and suuuuuuuuuuuck....
OH GOD!...yesss...

And then Chained to my own hard cot! A willing victim of your aggressive lust!
Watching helpless as you slide your tight hot pussy onto my rigid aching member....
OH GOD! yessssssssss......Yesssssssssss....Ye


Warden Pimfrit...we got him.
Jacking off under a bed in the infirmary. I can't much blame him though. We passed the letter around in the break room and had a circle jerk. I'm sending it on up to you in case you want to review it. Pardon the stains....

 

[Morgana]

A small perfumed package arrives in the mail. The writing on the outside was written by an elegant and ultra-feminine hand. There is a letter written on pale pink stationery inside and something small and soft wrapped up in matching pink tissue paper.

O mio tesoro,

O Dio! Crudele fermate! The winds of fate have truly blown a treacherous and foul storm your way, my own love. I have only just heard of your incarceration and I am writing words of comfort that will hopefully be like balm to you in your unfortunate circumstances.

My lips yearn to spread the sweetest of kisses all along the recesses of your throat, down along your bare chest, and finally to nip playfully on your navel. My thighs long to straddle your heated lap, the evidence of your desire pressing firmly against my parted thighs through the fabric of your pants and my panties, while your hands slide up underneath my blouse to tweak my hardened nipples. My hips would press teasingly against your arousal in a slow, penetrating rhythm. Surreptitiously, I would slide out of my damp panties, cream colored silk now scented with the fragrance of my lust....

Oh, my darling ari, I can write no more as my hands need to perform another task. I leave a small token of my affection with you--to alleviate your loneliness and to make my fantasy even more vivid.

ari unwraps the pink tissue paper to discover a pair of cream colored silk panties with telltale silvery moisture at the crotch.

All my love and more....

Morgana

 

[chanaud]

Dearest Ari,

I can't believe you left me on the 'EuroTrail', gripping the sink, waiting anxiously for your entrance. How and why you left me, I don't have a clue. Since you left, I've found a substitute, another handsome lad. Oh no, he doesn't come close to you. But hey, a woman has to keep herself entertained somehow.

Turk had informed me it might be awhile for your release. Something about you needing affadavits from 15 ladies? Since, I love you dearly, I will help you plan your escape. I do fear the guards might read this before you, so I will write the instructions in French.

J'ai achete une tonne de blasters de bombe pour souffler ma façon dans. Etre pret sur Feb dixieme, le minuit.

Hope you understood that.

Love and kisses,
Chanaud

 

[ariosto]

Reply to Ticklish Girl

Scratched into the slime covered rock of Ari's Solitary Confinement Cell...


Dearest TG,
Although in large part true, you should not blame yourself unduly. Indeed the long absences between posts allowed my fevered imagination to take wing and I freely induldged in acts which bordered but did not transcend what might be called unnatural. Acts which had you posted more often would have had YOU as their lustful focus.
I remember often and with GREAT FEELING the hours we spent together roaming the streets of Saint Germain...do you remember that night in the car in the park when we....

They've just released the rats in my cell, excuse me it must be suppertime.

P.S. As you know the Judge would like nothing better than to lay his hands on you again my dear.
Do NOT give him that satisfaction...unless you really do think it will spring me out of this black hole!

 

[ariosto]

Reply to Lipstick

Written in the dust of his solitary cell in a sticky liquid which appears to have been ejected from a small aperture with tremendous force...


OH MY GOD!...
Though you've adopted a more modest avatar, no doubt out of consideration for my present condition of perpetual frustration...I did love those ripe fruits...You more than make up for it by the colorful description of your current 'apparelle des moment'...I immediately could feel myself in the position of testing all the delicious features of this passionate second skin. Dipping into every panel with a hard object of one kind or another.
I found myself in an eager state of arousal which I had to immediately bring under control less I once again fall afoul of the 'Bulls' here and am thrown into the dreaded BLACK BOX!

Upon my release my steps will immediately take me to your establishment once again where I will
take you up on your offer to demonstrate this marvelous 'suit d'amour.'
In the meantime can you send me some more descriptions of your fashion line?

Excuse me for a moment I believe I am about to...
bring...my...arousal...under...
CONTROLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!

(Oh yessssssssssssssss...much better.)

 

[ariosto]

Reply to Las

The following message sent telepathicaly by Ariosto who sexualy spent finds he has NOTHING left to write with.


My Dear!...A jailbreak! You would do this for me, risking vile incarceration and abuse by the bull like prison guards who would lash your wrists to the cell bars, strip off your clothes and penetrate your every tender orifice with their rock rigid cocks, probing tongues and thrusting fingers, over and over, leading to physical collapse due to unending orgasms!
You'd do this for me!

As for fucking my attorney. Don't do it! The man is legally inept and probably sexually so as well. Though a romp with you might...wait!
Weren't you and Chele the ones that had him in Mexico when my trail was going on!?

OH yes! You will have A LOT to answer for when I get out.
Prepare to be disciplined outrageously!

 

[BLACK BART]

It's 20 testimonials... And If I count correctly Ari has 7 left to go before his release...

As for swaying the Judge's mind? Perhaps surrendering yourself to his chambers would SHORTEN the sentence...But be warned...No mercy....

Ariosto, Be aware...all your mischievous behavior is being closely scrutinized not only by the dark hearted judge, but also by your peers. Visitation is granted, but only for those with a good behavior record!

Now I do believe there is a granite pile with your name on it…

 

[SexyChele]

My heart lifts as I hear the words of the judge - he may grant relent? In exchange for time in his chambers? Hmmm...it's the no mercy part that is not for the faint of heart.

Oh, Ari, only for you ~

As I take pen to paper, I address my letter to the Judge:

Dear Black Bart,
Having just been made aware of you suggestion to lessen Ariosto's sentence, I will step forward and volunteer to spend time in your chambers. I do understand the conditions.

I imagine such a fine, distinguished gentleman as yourself will receive many offers of this type, but please evaluate my application for this endeavor.

Most truly yours,
Chele

 

[Silverluna]

A letter for the judge

Dear Judge,
I offer myself also to help lessen Ari's sentence....I am willing to do what ever you wish...I am glad to serve both you and him.
~Irralya~former lover of Ari

 

[ariosto]

Reply to Morgana

Written on a pair of cream colored panties with the head of a burnt match...

OH my Soprano! Mia Carissima!...
What these mean to me, the texture, the smell evoke memories of picnic's on the Roman Campagna,
Our box seats at La Scala. The night Callas threw the champagne in your face...Oh you looked so wonderful as your anger rose blushingly to your cheeks...we made love that night 14 times!
I took you first behind that tree in Piazza. I brought you near orgasm with my tongue and then laying you down softly, I entered your heated passage with the my rigid manhood which you had stroked to an aching arousal all during the last act of Arabella!

"Kommen meine Verwalter: was ist's mit unserm
Herrn?
Kommen die..."

What the hell is he doin' Bubba?

He's singin an masturbatin' Billy Bob.

I never hered no singin' like that!

I think he's gone over the edge Billy, let's take him to the psycho ward.

 

[ariosto]

Written on a 386 DX Packard Bell in Word Perfect on a 14 inch monitor that only shows 2 colors.

They think I'm mad.

MAD!....And I would be. Yes indeed I would be, if thoughts of my REVENGE! were not keeping me from plummeting over the edge...the EDGE OF MADNESS!

I Finally...Finally have you. RIGHT WHERE I WANT YOU!...Gripping the sink in our teeny train compartment...thrusting the angry arc of my manhood into the pink lipped passage of your dripping sex while rolling into the Gare St. Lazare...and...and...
YOU REPLACE ME!

Simply because I've been given life in prison!
HOW DARE YOU!

When I gain my freedom Chanaud I will make you suffer until you go MAD with frustrated DESIRE as they think I am NOW!

I will TIE you WITH CRUEL....


We found him in the Janitor's closet typing this on a keyboard. No sir it wasn't plugged in.
Release him in the morning?...State cutbacks...
Can't feed the loonies anymore. OK...right.

Clean him up. He get's out tomorrow at dawn.

 

[ariosto]

Reply to Chanaud

Written on a 386 DX Packard Bell in Word Perfect on a 14 inch monitor that only shows 2 colors.

They think I'm mad.

MAD!....And I would be. Yes indeed I would be, if thoughts of my REVENGE! were not keeping me from plummeting over the edge...the EDGE OF MADNESS!

I Finally...Finally have you. RIGHT WHERE I WANT YOU!...Gripping the sink in our teeny train compartment...thrusting the angry arc of my manhood into the pink lipped passage of your dripping sex while rolling into the Gare St. Lazare...and...and...
YOU REPLACE ME!

Simply because I've been given life in prison!
HOW DARE YOU!

When I gain my freedom Chanaud I will make you suffer until you go MAD with frustrated DESIRE as they think I am NOW!

I will TIE you WITH CRUEL....


We found him in the Janitor's closet typing this on a keyboard. No sir it wasn't plugged in.
Release him in the morning?...State cutbacks...
Can't feed the loonies anymore. OK...right.

Clean him up. He get's out tomorrow at dawn.

 

[ariosto]

OPEN LETTER TO "JUDGE" Black Bart

Your nefarious ploy is uncovered!

All of this, a vile attempt to exercise your lustfull will upon the Ladies who have stood tall in my defence, offering their delectable bodies to your unspeakable attentions in order to spring me from the 'clink'.

Well save your nookie Luna and Chele and all of you who offered yourself to this villain in black robes. Safe it for one who TRULY knows what noble,
nubile, well stacked creatures you are.

Ariosto will be back in operation tomorrow and BB will be hauled up before the WORLD COURT and prosecuted by Hecate for this heinous subterfuge!

 

[BLACK BART]

lol

 

[ariosto]

The odious malefactor Ariosto was released into the custody of the Roof Top Ladies Association last night due to a deteriorating mental condition and a chronically escalated physical one. Be warned!


Thanks to everyone who played my little game over the last few days, the Ladies who came to my assistance or my torment,
Chanaud, Chele, Rache, Mya, SilverLuna, Las, Hecat, Lipstick, Morgana, Huntress, Ticklish Girl, Precious and Tess...(Hoping no one was left out!)
and a specila thanks to BB and the Captain fior allowing me to
villify their villainous characters.

Thanks everybody!
(You too HT)