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School Girl Slave 1
By Fantasy Stories
Initially this was planned as a trilogy however as I've
slowly progressed I've realised that this is only a two
volume opus. First book should be finished within a
couple of months (by Oct 2002). Second book is already
started but will take well into 2003 to finish I think.
Sorry, but I'm a slow writer, constantly going back and
doing re-writes.
The normal disclaimer applies. This is story is
copyright. May be freely distributed but not for
money. If you are under the age of 18 please don't
read as the contents are adult. This story is fantasy
and I do not condone nor encourage any of the non
consensual activities in it.
The story is archived at www.asstr.org and at
www.storiesonline.net
Very brief synopsis:
Story about a school girl enslaved by the neighbours
son.
Up Chapter 1 - The Secret Diary
A little over twelve months ago one of Richard's
friends had shown him the rudiments of how to hack into
computer systems. Since then he'd developed into a
very talented hacker although like many fellow hackers
his intent wasn't malicious. When he hacked into a
system he merely looked around, checking out the layout
and maybe opened a few files before he left. For him
the buzz wasn't about changing or damaging the system,
it was about knowing he had the power to change things
if he wanted to. When he was inside someone else's
computer, he felt like he was in control of them as
well as their computer.
About six months ago he succeeded in hacking his high
school's network which was by far the most exciting
hack he'd made. This time it wasn't a faceless network
belonging to some nameless corporation, this was the
system that had been controlling his life for the last
four years. The school no longer controlled him
because he now had the power to control it.
For a while he played around with timetables, grade
records and assessments, pretending to change them.
Soon he discovered the school database which had all
the normal student contact details including lots of
phone numbers, fax numbers and email addresses. The
next couple of months consisted of trial and error as
he explored his classmates home computers. What he
found really amazing was how many of his fellow
students computers had directories with all sorts of
porn in them, even some of the girls which really
surprised him. Then three months ago he struck gold.
Janet and Kelly Sheen lived next door to Richard and
they'd grown up together. Richard who had turned
sixteen a fortnight ago was three months older than
Janet who was only ten months older than her sister
Kelly. Richard and Janet were in the same year at
school and Kelly was in the year below them. For years
the three of them had played together and were close
friends, inseparable really, sleeping over at each
other's house, going on family holidays together and a
mountain of other things. But when they reached high
school it all changed. Of course Richard was aware
that Janet was building a new circle of friends but he
didn't expect that they'd make her exclude him from her
life. And that she'd then make Kelly exclude him also.
Richard didn't really fit any of the major school
groupings. Although he was very fit and was a good
swimmer with a place on the swim team, he wasn't a
jock. Likewise his interest in computers and science
was just something he enjoyed but not to the extent
that it put him in with the nerds. He liked most music
so didn't fit any of the music groups and so it went.
He had a small circle of friends who like him shared a
wide range of interests. In truth he was part of the
silent majority who during high school years tended to
be ignored as they quietly went about the business of
surviving.
Janet on the other hand became a member of the high
school in crowd. She was a cheerleader, on the right
school committees, loved by everybody but of course she
only really talked to and associated with the right
people. This didn't happen immediately she started
high school but it was a fast rise. Eventually she was
one of the crowd with only one final hurdle to complete
acceptance. Marcia who was her new best friend and the
acknowledged leader of the group demanded that she stop
being friends with Richard as he didn't fit the image.
For weeks Janet tried to resist as she didn't really
understand why she couldn't be friends with Richard and
still be in, but eventually Marcia gave her an
ultimatum. So the next day she told Richard and from
then on they only spoke to each other when they had to
at family gatherings or during class activities. Janet
also forbid her sister from having anything to do with
Richard.
Janet assumed that he understood what had happened and
over the following years she pretty much forgot about
their past. But Richard didn't understand and he never
forgot Janet or for that matter Kelly. He watched them
growing and as their bodies started developing he
watched more and more. Not that he was alone in
watching their bodies. They were both very pretty. By
the time Janet was 15, she was any man's dream with a
litany of perfect features. Five foot two, silky
blonde hair, big blue eyes, cute button nose, great
cheeks, big tits, small waist, tight arse, beautiful
legs. Absolutely perfect. Everywhere she went people
noticed her. At school she was probably the most
popular girl in her year, liked by teachers and envied
by students. Younger sister Kelly was not far behind
Janet in the hot stakes, and maybe even had the
potential to overtake her.
Janet knew she was popular but what she didn't realise
was that she was the centre of many of her fellow
students and quite a few of the teachers fantasies.
Richard was no exception. He had a normal male
interest in sex and from the time he started
masturbating Janet was the girl he most often placed in
his fantasies with Kelly also making regular
appearances.
Richard's theoretical knowledge of sex was very
comprehensive even if his practical knowledge was
limited. From the age of 14 he had unrestricted
internet access and he had explored ever corner of
cyberspace. He'd started with the normal sex sites
although most of them were of minimal interest. It was
okay looking at older women but he was really only
interested in girls his age who he would actually like
to have sex with and not be intimidated by so most of
the time he visited the teen sex sites. Trouble with
them was that the teens were mostly old teens or at
least the ones on the free sites were.
Then he found news groups. Nothing to pay and a never
ending stream of pictures of girls the right age with
enough of them actually fucking and sucking. Initially
his interests were very vanilla but one night he
downloaded a file with a young girl who looked like
Janet. What was really interesting about it was that
she was chained to a wall, gagged and across her tits
and stomach there were red stripes from where she'd
been whipped. Four times in a row he jerked off
looking at the picture, imagining that it was Janet and
imagining that he was the one who'd tied her and
punished her. Pretty soon his tastes had changed and
most of his downloads were bondage based.
The next discovery was sex story sites and the
alt.sex.stories news group. Most of the stories were
skipped over but occassionally one would be kept,
mostly bondage or nc ones. Then he downloaded a story
that probably changed his life, Captured Caroline. He
read it countless times, always imagining that it was
Janet, till eventually he changes the name to Captured
Janet and replaced Caroline's name with Janet's
throughout the story. And every time he read it he
jerked off, always guaranteed to have a great come.
Shortly after this he downloaded a blackmail story and
once again his fantasies changed. There had always
been a small, nagging problem with his fantasies under
the Captured Caroline story because he knew that he
couldn't abduct Janet, not really. But the fantasy of
blackmailing her was a much easier one to believe in
and soon he had dozens of scenarios where he'd
discovered something he could use to blackmail her into
having sex with him.
When Richard hacked into the Devson's computers he
found Janet's diary which she had started on her
twelfth birthday when she was given her first computer.
There was a password on it but it didn't take long for
him to work out that she was using her birthday. Most
of the entries were boring stuff about her family and
school friends, but every few pages there was an entry
that had Richard pulling out his cock and jerking off
over. It wasn't long before he was using his secret
knowledge from her diary to fuel his blackmail jerkoff
fantasies. Fantasy now seemed to be only one step away
from reality.
12 years old and no days!
Dear Diary,
Hmmmmmmmm! I was going to promise you to write
everyday but I know there'd be days I couldn't so I
won't promise that. But I do promise to tell you all
the important stuff. Like today. It was my birthday!
Ta Da!!! And mummy and daddy gave you to me! Daddy
told me how to do a secret password so no one but me
can read you so I can tell you all my real private
stuff. I think we're going to become real good
friends.
I had a great birthday. Kel gave me this really kewl
top and Richard gave me this great game for you - so I
guess you know about that! Anyway we played it and he
won of course the big jerk . only joking, he's not a
jerk. He's really probably my best friend diary. And
Kel of course even if she is my sister. I mean I know
he's a boy and all that but like I can tell him
everything.
Daddy just came in and said I have to go to bed now.
Talk to you tomorrow.
Goodnight.
Love Janet Sheen, age 12.
13 and 12 days
I told Richard that we can't hang our together . ever.
He got really upset and even had tears happening. I
almost told him that it'd be okay but I kept
remembering what Marcia said, that if I didn't stop
talking to him completely then they have to drop me
from the group. And I'd die if they did that. Like
Daddy says, sometimes you've got to make the tough
decisions if you're going to be someone special.
Had a really big fight with Kelly over it. She can be
so dumb sometimes. Such a little kid. Finally she
promised me that she wouldn't try to hang out with
Richard anymore. But I'll have to watch her.
13 and 66days - 11PM
If ever anyone ever, ever finds out about this I'll die
but I have to tell someone and you've kept all my
secrets so far. Here goes. This is BIG!
I masturbated. Wow!!!! Just then like half an hour
ago. It was the truly utmost amazing feeling I've
every had. It felt sooooo good. SOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOD.
I'm still sort of trembling from it and I feel sort of
light headed. Good light headed.
What happened was I was readi
Dads at the door - gotta go!
13 and 76days - late
Wow. I've just done it again. You know, masturbated.
Mummy and daddy are out with Kel so it was safe to do
it. I was really scared last time that daddy was going
to discover me. God I'd die. But he didn't of course.
It is so amazing. Like I wish I could tell Marcia
about it but I don't know. She might think I was weird
so I'll probably keep it a secret just between you and
me diary. I feel like I'm floating. There's this
thing - I checked the sex-ed stuff we got at school and
I think it must be my clitoris. Anyway it grows -
weird huh - and gets hard when I stroke it and sort of
ticklish. But not a bad ticklish, a reaaaaaly reaaaaly
reaaaaaaly goooood tickle. Then after a while I start
getting really hot you know, down there - I'm not going
say the awful word and vagina sounds so kind of medical
but I guess I can say pussy. At least to you dear
diary.
So it gets hot in my pussy, and then it gets wet. Last
week, at first I thought I must be peeing but its not
pee. It's my natural lubrication - that's what the
sex-ed stuff talked about. Then this most amazing
feeling starts to grow all through my body until it
feels like I can't take anymore and if I don't stop
that I'll explode. Last week I almost did stop it was
so intense but I'm sure glad I didn't. Because then I
do explode and I sort of see stars. It's sort of
embarrassing because my arms and legs start jerking and
twitching. Well if anybody saw it would be
embarrassing but NOBODY will EVER see. NEVER. And of
course I'm not embarrassed talking to you.
I think I hear the car so I better go. Talk to you soon
dear diary.
14 and 109days
Hi. I just got back from Marcia's birthday party and
guess what? Gary and I are going out! Excellent! I
told Kel and she agrees that he is like a total legend!
She said she was real jealous of me when I told her
what happened! Not bad jealous - good jealous that is.
She wanted to know everything of course.
We kissed. Excel! I mean you know I've kissed guys
before but this was different. This was a PROPER kiss
with open mouths and tongues and all which lasted a
loooong time. My first real kiss. Wowie Zowie!
Getting older!
I think I did it right. I was soooo nervous though.
Anyway he didn't complain and I just sort of copied
what he did. It was great at first, real soft and
romantic. Then I didn't know if I`d like it, because
he put his tongue in my mouth but I did. LIKE IT!
YEAAH! I wanted it to last forever. It was so warm
and sexy. But not like when I play with myself. This
was close. Yeah, that's it. I felt so close to him.
I don't mean that I love him . well maybe a bit. He is
so gorgeous I know that all the girls are jealous that
he's chosen me.
Hmmm. Kissing. I reckon I'll get to like it lots.
That's all for now - I still feel warm and kind of
gooey inside so guess what I'm going to do now dear
diary!
Love you!
14 and 169days
Mum let Gary take me to the movies tonight. First time
she lets us go to the night session by ourselves.
Anyway we started kissing like normal and so we'd been
kissing for like ages, not watching the movie. His
right arm was behind me and his left was around me.
Anyway his right hand had been stroking my hair and my
face which was really nice. Then it moved down my neck
and slowly started getting lower and lower. I knew
where he was heading and normally I find a way to push
it away. It's like a game we play when we're kissing
but this time I just didn't want to stop him. Then it
finally happened and his hand was holding my left boob
and I sort of moaned into his mouth.
At first it was more the fact that he was actually
holding my boob that was exciting. Then he started
squeezing which was nice, specially when he pressed
down on my nipples. You know how they tingle when
they're hard and I play with them. He didn't try
anything more which was good. Not that I didn't want
him to I did but I'd have had to stop him if he did try
anything more of course and that might have spoilt
things.
Kel reckons I'm a legend. She also tells me I've got to
go further so I can tell her about it!
Best movie I've been to for a long time that's for
sure. Except that mum asked me what it was like and I
had to make stuff up cause I had like no idea what the
story was or anything.
Now I'm off to bed. And I know what I'll think about
tonight when I masturbate.
14 and 170days
Last night I found out something new. I was in bed
and, you know masturbating like normal, rubbing my
clitoris, feeling really good but it just didn't feel
like enough or something. So . wow, this is kind of
embarrassing diary, weird . I don't know if I can tell
you.
I'm back. I'm just going to write it like it was. I
put my finger in my hole, you know my pussy. And sort
of started pushing it in and out. I wasn't even
thinking about it or I wouldn't have ever done
something like that I'm sure. I was careful not to
push in to far of course but then I put in two fingers.
WOWIE! My thumb was rubbing my clitoris, two fingers .
you know . I don't know what to call it. Fingering
myself. Of course. No, finger fucking. Oh boy, that
sounds so dirty. But I guess that was what I was
doing. And my other hand was playing with my boobies
like normal. When I came it was like the best ever.
I think I might try it like that again . now . I'm
feeling, you know, the way I feel
15
Oh wow. My head is still spinning. Beer is great.
Too great maybe. Jason was so good tonight. He bought
me this great bracelet. See! And the beer. I think
I'm a bit drunk but I don't think mum knew.
Jason took off my top and it was so good when he rubbed
my nipples that I came! Wow. He didn't know though.
But it was really good. Not as good as when I do it
myself cause I had to you know sort of control myself
so he didn't think I was weird.
Oh shit. Do you think I'm a slut. I've never heard of
coming from having your nipples played with. Oh god
diary, I don't want to be a slut. I'd die.
That's it. I'm going to stop masturbating and I'll
stay a virgin till I'm at least 16. And I won't let
Jason see my boobs again like that.
I think I'm going to be sick
15 and 20days
I tried to stop but I can't. I just get so, I don't
know, so edgy or something. Then I couldn't sleep. So
I had to do it. But what I'm going to do is make sure
that I only do it once . okay, like no more than 3
times a week. And I won't do it in the day ever again.
Only at night.
I'm glad I have you to talk about this with dear diary.
15 and 75 days
Wow! Last night Kel and I slept over at Julie's place.
Her room is downstairs, really private and she has her
own TV and vid. Well apparently her parents have porno
videos and she knows where they hide them. Anyway
she'd snuck one out and we all watched it. It was
called "Going Down on the Titanic". I thought I knew
about sex but no way.
Going Down means sucking a guy off (I mean I knew that
of course) and that's what the girls did to all the
guys. And had normal sex of course. Julie made fun of
what they were doing so Kel and I did to. But it got
me so turned on that after I had to go to the bathroom
and masturbate. I came within about a minute I was so
excited. And then I came again! And when I
masturbated I was imagining that it was me who was
sucking the guys thing. Weirdo hey diary. I think Kel
was turned on too because she kept getting all red. I
might check her out tomorrow. I wonder if she
masturbates. I reckon she does you know cause she went
to the bathroom right after me and she looked kind of
funny when she came out. Wow. My little sis
masturbates. Wild.
The guy's thing. That looks so silly. Dick? No.
Willie? Definitely not! Penis? Yuck. Cock. His
cock. And they're not all the same. I thought they
would be pretty much the same but they're kind of
different lengths and colours and everything. Cocks.
Wow I'm feeling, you know! I'm only typing with one
hand because the other one is down there.
I always thought they'd look gross and that's what I
said with Julie and I know that I said up there that
they look silly but they look really amazing, really
cool. Sort of tough . and like really interesting, you
know, sexy.
I think that I must be weird. I just wrote that I
think that a cock looks cool. That's it, I've got to
stop this dear diary. I can't let myself become a
slut. NEVER.
15 and 190days
I'm going to pass all my exams diary! Excellent.
Marcia and I found where they keep the exam papers.
They're in this room next to our cheerleaders room.
Today when Marcia and I were in the room by ourselves
we heard talking. At first we thought it was out in
the locker room but then we realised that it was coming
from this other room. We put our ears up against the
door and could hear a couple of teachers talking about
exams and papers. So anyway there's this old door
which is meant to be locked that goes from our room to
this other room but it turns out that our key opens it.
Well we got the history and english papers today and
copied them. Tomorrow we'll get the others. This is
like the way coolest thing ever. No more study!
Of course we're going to let Julie know but that's it.
Only the three of us. And we'll be real careful, so
we're not like all of a suddenly really brainy. We'll
just do enough so that we don't have to waste all that
stupid time studying. Life is cool diary, super cool.
15 and 200days
Stoooned .. Wow .. Marcia, me and Julie. Our first
joint. It was great, better than beer. But I've got
to be careful. I got so loose that I almost let Dave's
hand get in my pants. Just remembered to stop him in
time. But felt so good that I let him rub me through
my jeans and I rubbed his cock through his till he came
in them. Messy! But way cool knowing I can make a guy
come like that. And it feels really like interesting -
his cock that is. I wanted to get it out of his pants
but of course I didn't. Maybe I will next time. Who
knows what will happen. Oh wow, wait till I tell Kel.
She'll go ballistic!
I am sooo tired. Good tired. Sleeeeeeppppie. Nite
Nite Diary. I'm going to play with me now. Heee Heee.
15 and 297days
She did it! Marcia is no longer a virgin. She and
Kyle. She just called me on her mobile but Kyle came
back in before she could tell me any real gos. Have to
wait till tomorrow to hear all the sexy details. Then
I'll definitely let you know. Her parents are out till
really late tonight at some Church thing her father
does so they were able to do it in her room, not the
back of his car. Kewl.
Guess that just leaves me diary. Last of the virgins!
Have to wait a couple more months though. Really feel
that it's important that I'm sixteen. Don't know why
but Tim will just have to wait till then. At least
I'll be protected by then. God I hope that the pill
doesn't make me fat.
I wonder if she came. Like in the magazines women are
always talking about not being able to come. That
would be like so tragic, not being able to . oh shit,
slut talk again. Although I guess it's okay cause
you're the only person I talk to like this and you're
sure not going to tell anyone else are you diary dear.
Night. Guess what I'm going to do? Yep. I am going
to play with myself and think about Marcia and Kyle
doing it. Wow, spinout!
Night diary.
Everything would have stayed as normal, Janet totally
unaware of Richard and Richard continually fantasising
about Janet if it wasn't for their parents. Being
neighbours they had become good friends and every few
months there was a barbecue or pool party or something
like that. About a month before Richard's sixteenth
birthday there was a small party at Janet's place that
Richard's parents dragged him along to. Not that he
minded all that much as he got to be close to Janet
which now that he was reading her diary and knew about
her masturbating was really interesting, even if she
pretty much ignored him.
That night Janet was depressed as her current boyfriend
wasn't going to be able to take her to a school dance
the following week. At some point in the evening
Janet's mother suggested that Richard take her which
Richard's mother then backed up. For a brief second
Richard thought that his birthday must be coming early
as both sets of parents turned to Janet. Unfortunately
Janet's response to the suggestion was to tell her
mother and everyone present that there was no way she
could do that.
Her words were burnt into Richard's brain. `No way.
He's not part of my crowd. It would be totally
humiliating if I went with Richard. Don't you realise
that all my friends would laugh at me. That's the
dumbest idea mum. How could you even think it.' And
then she ran up to her room in tears. There was a
silence for a couple of seconds till Kelly made some
lame excuse about Janet. She seemed genuinely annoyed
at her sister but that didn't really help mend
Richard's battered feelings. Richard managed to come
up with `I guess that was a no?' after which, as far as
he could tell, everyone seemed to forget it.
But Richard didn't forget. He remained at the party
for another fifteen minutes before heading home, more
humiliated than he'd ever been in his life. For the
rest of that night he sat at his computer plotting his
revenge. It was daylight when he finally went to bed,
the outline of a plan in place. He didn't know if he'd
be able to pull it off but either way he was going to
pay her back.
Over the next two months he continually refined the
plan as he gathered the tools he hoped to use. Mostly
bondage equipment, some of which he bought over the
internet, some of which he made himself. He was
waiting for the school holidays. His parents were
going away on a second honeymoon for five weeks.
Initially he was meant to go to his grandparents but
after a fortnight of hinting and eventually begging
they'd agreed to let him stay at home by himself.
They'd be in constant email and phone contact and
decided to treat it as a maturity test for him. In the
meantime he knew that Janet would be home for the
holidays. Normally she'd be away with her parents but
this year they couldn't go because of work commitments.
Kelly was going off to camp for the first three weeks
but Janet hadn't wanted to do that. Richard also knew
from Janet's diary that all her close friends,
including her current boyfriend would be away. The
timing would be perfect.
Finally the holidays arrived and on Sunday he was
waving goodbye to his parents as the taxi took them to
the airport. That day and evening he started his real
preparation, getting everything ready for Monday
morning.
Up Chapter 2 - Signing the Contract
From his parent's bedroom window Richard watched Janet
kiss her mom goodbye as she and Janet's dad headed off
to work at eight thirty. The night before he'd been
able to check her diary entry after she went to bed so
he knew that she was planning to spend the day at home
by herself, watching tv and working on her tan.
Gathering the evidence he needed for part one of his
plan he headed downstairs and over to Janet's place.
As he raised his finger to the doorbell he realised
that his hand was trembling which was not surprising
the way his stomach was feeling. There was a moment of
hesitation as his fear almost overpowered him but then
he pressed, committing himself to actually doing it.
As he waited he kept rehearsing what he wanted to say,
but when she finally opened the door, his mind went
blank and all he could do was stare.
"Oh, hi. What'd you want?"
"Ummm, I, ummm ."
He hadn't been really close to her since the party and
he'd almost forgotten how really beautiful she was.
And she smelt amazingly fresh, like she'd just had a
shower. She had on an old loose tshirt, a pair of
baggy faded shorts and was barefoot. The way the twin
points of her nipples poked out at him he was sure she
didn't have a bra on. It took all his strength to stop
from openly staring at her tits.
"I said what do you want. Hello, anyone home?"
"Oh, yes, sorry. Um, I just need to talk to you for a
couple of minutes."
"What? What about? Like I'm kind of busy Richard."
It was still happening, she was still treating him like
shit. Pretending to be busy when he knew she wasn't.
Well not for long, he'd make sure of that. He could
feel his resolve and his anger building, driving away
his nerves and fear.
"About these exam papers and a couple of other things."
"What?"
Taking a big breath and looking her straight in the eye
he held out the copies of her and Marcia's emails along
with copies of the exam papers.
"The exam papers that you and Marcia stole."
Frozen in place she stared at him in shock as her world
turned upside down. Slowly her eyes dropped to the
papers he was holding before she reached out and
snatched them from him. She started rifling through
them barely reading each page as she recognised the
emails she and Marcia had sent back and forth. Finally
she looked up at him again, trying to put it together,
to work out what was happening, why he had the papers.
"Where did you . how did you .. oh shit . Richard
where'd you get these."
"Umm, well I kinda hacked into Marcia's computer and,
well you know."
"So, like I don't get it. What do you want?"
Suddenly it dawned on her that of course, he wanted in
when school started again. She'd have to make sure
that he hadn't told anyone else and make him swear not
to spread it around but she was sure Marcia wouldn't be
too pissed off.
"You want copies. Next term. Okay. Like I'd have to
talk to Marcia but, yeah, sure."
"No, no, I don't want that. No way."
"I don't get it. What then?"
"Well, you know. You. I thought that if we could, you
know go out and then, you know . do it. Then that'd be
it."
Watching her eyes and face as she slowly comprehended
what he really wanted was fantastic.
"It? You mean sex? With you? You want me to have sex
with you?"
He just nodded at her, keeping his look as blank as he
could.
"You little shit. You disgusting little shit. How
dare you! I can't believe that I used to like you.
You're fucked. I wouldn't have sex with you if you
were the last person in the world. I wouldn't even
let you touch me you jerk. How fucking dare you. How
fucking dare you think you can do something like this."
Now he knew he would need all his acting skills.
Dropping his eyes, he let his shoulders slump, trying
to make himself look like he was feeling really awful
for what he'd just done.
"Oh shit. I'm sorry. I just thought. You're right,
I'm a shit. I should have known you wouldn't have sex
with me. I'm sorry."
By now he was backing away.
"Please don't tell anyone about this. If you don't
then I won't tell about the cheating. Okay. Please
Janet."
"Okay. And you'd better not or I'll tell everyone what
a shit you can be."
"I won't. And I'll give you the rest of the stuff I
printed off if you promise not to tell. I'll have to
get it together so if you come over in half an hour
I'll have it for you."
Not waiting for a reply he turned and half ran across
the lawn and through the gate to his place. Now it was
up to her and he was ninety percent certain that she
would come over to his house. When she did then he knew
he had her and if she didn't, then at the very least
he'd get back at her by actually reporting her for
cheating. With luck he'd be able to convince people
that he hadn't demand she have sex with him because
after all she had no proof.
As she watched Richard head to his house Janet started
shaking and the emails fell from her hands, fluttering
to the floor. For a second she stared at them before
slamming the door shut and leaning up against it,
hugging herself as she tried to calm down. Eventually
the shakes stopped and she was able to think clearly
again. Gathering the emails up she headed to her room.
First thing she had to do was delete all copies on her
computer and also clear her ICQ history. There was no
one she could call to talk this through or get around
to support her when she went over to Richards so she'd
just have to do it herself.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
How dare he, how dare that little shit even think that
she'd have sex with him. When she saw him she'd really
let him have it. Looking over at her alarm clock she
realised that it was almost thirty minutes, time to go
and get the rest of the emails he'd stolen. She was
about to leave when she realised that she'd feel even
tougher with him if she wore something a bit better
than the tshirt and shorts she had on. Soon she was
dressed and feeling her normal in command self. Slip
on sandals, short skirt and one of her fav designer
tshirts.
As she walked over to his house she could feel her
power rising. She'd show him, really rip into him.
Reaching his front door, she practically broke it down
as knocked. When there was no answer after a couple of
seconds, she knocked again, not stopping till he opened
it. Brushing past him she stormed into the house and
turned to face him.
"How fucking dare you. How fucking dare you think you
could do this to me you little shit. I wouldn't even
let you touch me so I'm sure not going to have sex with
you. Ever. So give me that stuff and never, ever talk
to me, or even look at me again. Because if you do
you'll be real fucking sorry!"
She stood glaring at him, one hand on her hip, the
other stretched out as she demanded the papers and
computer disks he had in his hand.
"You're right, I shouldn't have done this. Here, I've
written a kind of confession."
Handing her the package he waited while she glanced
down and then started reading the top page.
`Mr Johnson,
In this package there are computer disks and printouts
which concern Janet Sheen. I thought that I could use
my knowledge about Janet's cheating which I'd learnt
from reading her emails and her diary to make her have
sex with me whenever I wanted. To make her my sex
slave.
As well as proof of her cheating, the diary also has
stories about her masturbating, watching a porno movie,
getting drunk, smoking dope and what she really thinks
about the people she knows.
I realise that what I was planning is wrong and I will
face whatever penalty I am given for this. What Janet
has done is a serious crime and the school, her school
friends, her parents and others should be told so they
can decide her punishment.
So I am presenting this evidence, including a full copy
of her private diary with this letter.
I am also emailing a copy of her diary to our
classmates. It is important that they know the full
details of what she has done.'
Her diary! As she read the letter her world totally
disintegrated. He'd read her diary. This was the most
totally humiliating, the most devasting thing she could
ever imagine. When she'd finished it she just stared
at it, her neck and face burning red with
embarrassment, her mind blank, not knowing what to do.
Finally he broke the silence.
"So, I'm sorry, but I have to do this. It's the right
thing to do. I'm not sure what they'll do to you. I
guess they'll expel you and you'll probably have to
repeat the year because your exams will all be
disallowed. Anyway, that's your copy."
"No, no. Richard, you can't. Please."
"But like I said in the letter, I have to. It was
wrong of me to think that you'd let me have sex with
you but what you've done is even more wrong. And like
you said, you won't even let me touch you let alone
have sex with you. So I'm sending this off."
Nothing mattered, only stopping him. Anything he
wanted she'd do now. Having sex with him was
infinitely better than letting anyone else read what
was in the diary. She was so embarrassed, so
humiliated knowing that he'd read it that she couldn't
even look at him. The thought that all her friend
could read it was impossible to imagine let alone allow
it to happen.
"What if I did it? Richard?"
He was still keeping his voice down, sounding sincere
yet troubled but it was an effort to keep it like that
now.
"Did what?"
"Let you have sex with me."
"You mean you'd be my sex slave."
Fighting to keep the look of total disgust off her
face, as she started to realise that she needed to be a
lot more careful with the way she treated him, she
managed to look up at him and put on her very best
smile.
"If you promise to tell no one and give me all that
stuff then . I'll have sex with you. Once."
He looked at her for a moment, for the first time
letting his gaze travel over her amazing body without
feeling that he had to hide his interest.
"Umm, no. It would have to be more than that.
Really."
"Okay, twice. You can do it twice."
"Ummm. I don't know. I really want to have sex with
you but . no, I'm sorry. I don't really think it's
worth it unless you agree to be my sex slave.
Especially after what you said."
Turning around he picked up another package which was
in a large envelope.
"Here it is. Mail for the principal. Sorry Janet."
As he moved to the door, she almost leapt at him,
grabbing his arm to stop him. Any bravado was gone,
replaced by fear and desperation.
"NO. Please you can't. No, it's not fair. Richard,
please don't. I'm sorry about what I said. I'll make
it up to you somehow. I'll pay you. I've got a few
hundred dollars you can have. What about that? And
you can sleep with me."
"Sorry, I don't want your money. It's not really worth
it unless . you know, it's all. Sorry."
Pulling his arm free he walked out the door, heading
down the path to the front gate, waiting for her to
stop him again, waiting for her to completely give in.
By the time he was half way to the gate he realised
that he'd blown it, that she wasn't giving in. He
tried to think of something else he could do but his
mind was blank and an immense feeling of disappointment
welled up in him. He could pretend to post it, let her
suffer for a few days, or maybe he should turn around,
tell her he'd changed his mind and that if she let him
fuck her he'd give her the stuff back. At least that
way he'd get one fuck.
The further he got from her the more her life seemed to
disappear until finally she knew there was no choice.
She couldn't face the world with everyone knowing what
was in her diary.
"Okay . Richard? RICHARD."
For a second she thought he wasn't going to stop but
then he was turning back to her.
"Yes?"
"I'll do it."
Slowly he walked back to her, his heart starting to
pump with the excitement. It was going to happen.
Somehow he hadn't really thought it would. To have
fantasies about it were one thing but to actually have
it happening, to have the most beautiful girl he knew
saying she would be his sex slave was far beyond
anything that he thought he could really achieve. YES!
Although he wanted to leap in the air, to whoop and
holler, he didn't. Control he thought, have to keep in
control, have to make sure that she knows who's in
charge all the time. Then he was standing in front of
her again.
"You'll do what?"
She glared at him. She might have to be his `sex
slave' but she wasn't about to say it.
"You know, what you want you little shit!"
"What I want is for you to tell me exactly what you are
going to be and to never call me a `little shit'. So
let's start again. What will you do?"
She still glared at him. There was no way she was
going to say it. She could cope with not calling him a
little shit because she'd just think that anyway but
she couldn't say `sex slave'.
"Look you know what I'll do so stop being stupid."
"Nope, I didn't think you really meant it. See ya."
Turning, he headed back down the path. This time he'd
only gone a few steps when he heard her running after
him. Then she was standing in front of him blocking
his way.
"No, Richard, don't please. I'm sorry. I do mean it.
I'll say it. Please don't go." She took a big breath.
"I'll, I'll be your . your sex slave."
For what seemed like an eternity they stared at each
other until finally she dropped her eyes, slumping her
shoulders.
"Go back inside and wait for me."
As she walked she could feel herself trembling. He'd
won and now she was going to have to do whatever he
wanted. This morning she'd woken bored but feeling
okay and now she was about to have sex with Richard.
Unbelievable. Once inside the house she stopped,
unsure where to go, hoping that he wouldn't say the
bedroom. Maybe he'll tell me it was all just a stupid
game she thought but when he spoke any hope of that
quickly disappeared. As she heard the door close
behind her it felt as if she was being locked away.
"As my slave you will call me Master. You will obey me
instantly, no questions, no hesitation, no matter what
I tell you. Understand?"
"Yes."
"No, you have to say `yes Master', okay?"
"Yes Master."
"Okay. Now I printed out a kind of contract last night
that I think you should sign. Just to make it official
you know. Come on, it's in my room."
Walking past her he headed down the hall to his room.
Over the years she'd spent lots of time in there before
she'd told him she couldn't play with him anymore. It
had always been a place for fun and games, but now it
was a place for fear.
When she got to his room he was over by his computer,
holding a piece of paper out to her. As she took the
paper from him she checked out the room which was
different from the last time she'd been in it. He now
had a double bed and there were lots of posters of half
naked girls like Pamela Anderson on the walls.
"Read it."
i janet sheen hereby agree to be the sex slave of
Richard Marks, my Master, until such time as He shall
tire of me. As His sex slave i will live by the
following creed and rules.
1. i am a sex slave and nothing more.
2. i will not speak without my master's permission
3. my only desire is to serve, obey and please my
Master.
4. i worship my Master's body.
5. i acknowledge that i am nothing more than an object
- an instrument to be used by my Master for his
pleasures.
6. i acknowledge that my body and mind is the property
of my Master.
7. i will never again masturbate without my Master's
permission.
8. i will always thank my Master for all He gives me.
9. i will never hesitate when responding to my Master.
10. i will maintain my punishment book which will list
all the times i upset my Master with my disobedience
and thoughtlessness.
11. i will thank my Master for the discipline and
punishments i receive from Him.
12. i will always submit to my Master.
13. i shall wear the collar my Master gives me with
pride for it signifies His ownership of me and my
devotion to Him.
14. i will never look into the eyes of my Master
without his permission.
15. my head will remain bowed and my eyes will be cast
down in the presence of my Master.
16. my rightful "place" is on my knees before my
Master.
17. i will always be ready to please my Master.
18. The opportunity to please my Master is very
important to me and i will take every chance to do so.
19. i will never reach orgasm without my Master's
permission.
20. i will tell my Master when i need to be punished
and why.
21. i will tell my Master when i have been bad.
22. i must never show disrespect for my Master in any
way - no matter where i am - in his presence or not.
23. The needs of my Master are more important than my
own.
24. i am allowed to suggest ways to further my training
or use of me as long as i address my Master properly
first.
25. i will always respond fully both physically and
verbally to whatever my Master does with me.
26. i must always feel and act sexual - i am a sexual
being.
27. If my Master uses me to make love with - i will
aggressively respond.
28. i will not date others or form a relationship with
others without permission and approval from my Master.
If i should have sex with others i will have it safely
and will always tell my Master in detail the sex i have
had.
When she finished reading it she took a second before
she handed it back to him.
"You're a pyscho. I'm not fucking signing that."
"Hey, you said you'd be my slave. This just makes it
sort of official."
"No way. You know what Richard? You can just get
fucked! This whole thing is fucked. Okay?"
She stood there glaring at him, daring him to do
anything, the anger rising once again. As he turned
and put the paper back on his desk she smiled, thinking
that she'd won. All she'd needed to do was be really
strong.
"Okay. I guess you'd better go." He sat at his desk
and started typing. "I'll just start sending the
emails with your diary attached."
Her focus shifted to the screen and she realised that
he had an email program up and there looked like there
were dozens on names in the address book, names she
recognised. She just stared, horrified at the reality
of what he was planning. He was actually going to do
it, to send her diary to everyone. She'd die!
"No. Richard. NO."
He stopped typing and swung back to her, the contract
in his hand.
"You've got two choices. Sign or don't. I couldn't
give a shit anymore. If you don't care if the world
knows what a cheat you are then piss off. Otherwise
sign the fucking contract. I'll give you five seconds.
One, two, three, four ."
"Okay, alright, I'll sign it."
He put it back on the desk and held out a pen. Taking
it from him she signed down the bottom and then he
added his signature. Carefully folding it he put it
away in the desk and then turned back to her.
"I want you to kneel on the floor over there, facing
the bed."
The bed! She looked at him for a second, knowing she
was probably going to have to do things that were far
worse that kneeling on the floor. Moving over to where
he'd pointed she knelt, crossing her arms protectively
over her tits, sullenly waiting for him to start
mauling her.
"Knees apart."
Glowering at him, she reluctantly she inched them
apart.
"Further. Keep going till I tell you to stop."
Now she was starting to feel embarrassed as she pushed
her knees further and further apart, unable to stop her
skirt creeping up, exposing more and more of her
thighs. It wasn't until her knees were almost two feet
apart and her skirt was almost at the top of her thighs
that he let her to stop.
"Okay, now sit back. No, not on you heels, I want your
bum on the floor. Your feet should be in line with you
knees. That's right. Now put your hands down on your
legs like this."
She looked up at him and he had his palms flat on his
thighs. Slowly she did what he said, placing her hands
half way up her thighs, taking the opportunity to tug
her skirt down as much as she could, glad that at least
she could defy his perving a little bit.
"Pull your shoulders back. Come on stick your tits
out." She hesitated, unable to do what he said, not
prepared for him to talk to her like that. "Do it I
said, come on slave."
She could feel her face burning as she pulled her
shoulders back, pushing her boobs out, for the first
time in her life feeling like they were a liability,
not the asset she always considered them.
"Good, but I'll have to punish you for that later.
Here write it down in your book."
He held the book out to her, almost daring her to
refuse to take it.
For a second she hesitated but as far as she was
concerned the book was just another of his sicko
fantasies so she took it from him. And it meant that
she could hunch her shoulders forward, hiding her boobs
from him again. Stuff you, she thought!
"Write `Refused to properly display my tits'."
Glaring at him she reluctantly opened the book and
wrote it down.
"Good, now give me the book and put your hands back
where they should be and make sure your tits are
sticking out. Keep your head up but look down at the
floor. Do it! Excellent. See you can be a good slave
girl!"
By now his blood was pounding, his cock felt like it
was going to explode and he was having trouble
breathing he was so excited. She looked so sexy
kneeling there with her big tits sticking out, begging
to be squeezed and her skirt was so far up her
beautiful thighs he could almost see her crotch. He so
wanted to rip her clothes off and start fucking her on
the floor, to finally find out how good it would be to
have his cock inside a cunt. But he knew that it would
be even better, even more satisfying if she was begging
him to fuck her, if he could really make her a slave.
So he stood behind her, taking some deep breaths,
determined to continue with his plan.
"This is your `at ease' position. Now put your hands
behind your back. In the small of your back. Keep
them open with one wrist resting on top of the other.
Eyes on the floor, tits out. Good."
It looked like her hands were tied up with one resting
on top of the other. The only problem now was that she
was still clothed, but not for long.
"And this is your ready position. Whenever I come into
a room or approach you this is the position you will
instantly assume unless I tell you otherwise.
Understand?"
She knew that he expected her to answer but it was
really difficult to say anything to him other than fuck
off. But she was still conscious of all the damming
information he had about her. So she said the words,
but she made sure he knew how she felt. He might be
able to make her do things but she'd make sure he knew
she thought he was a total arsehole.
"Yes . master."
"You know I don't like your tone. Way too much
attitude. If that means you're rethinking our
arrangement, you'd better tell me. Otherwise I'd
suggest you learn how to show me a lot more respect or
you'll be spending all your time writing down
punishments. Now say it again, slave, with respect."
The panic well up in her again and this time she did
her best to make him believe her.
"Yes master."
"That's much better."
He moved to the bed and sat down, facing her. This is
it she thought, he's going to fuck me and for a second
the tears welled up in her eyes as she realised that
her virginity was going to be taken by him, that he was
going to rape her.
"I should explain the importance of this position. It
says that you're body is totally available to me, that
it's mine to do with as I please and that you won't try
to stop me. So you stay in that position till I tell
you to relax and then you can go to the `at ease'
position or do whatever else I tell you to do. Like
now. Now I want you to take your top off."
She knew this had to come so it was no surprise.
Unclasping her hands, she tugged the t-shirt out of the
waistband of her skirt and then crossing her arms over,
took each side and started pulling it off over her
head.
This wasn't going to be the first time that he'd seen
her partly naked as he'd often watched her and her
friends in their bikinis at the pool. But this was the
first time it had happened in his room, it was the
first time he'd been in a position where he could watch
without worrying that he'd be told to stop perving.
He was transfixed as the t-shirt slowly rose up,
revealing her narrow waist, cute belly button and her
lightly tanned mid-riff. Then it seemed to catch on
the underside of her boobs and she had to tug to get it
to clear them. She was wearing a white bra that was
frilly on the top and showed the swell of her boobs and
lots of the cleavage. Her nipples were hidden but
still obvious from the twin bumps at the front of the
bra cups. All too soon the t-shirt was off and she was
holding her arms across her boobs, using the t-shirt to
cover them.
"Give it to me and then back to your ready position."
She reached out with the tshirt and then reluctantly
put her hands behind her back, wishing now that she'd
worn a sports top which would have covered her boobs a
bit more.
"Oh yeah, nice tits . real nice. Now, take off the
skirt, give it to me and then go back to your ready
position, slave. No, you don't need to stand, I'm sure
you'll be able to do it kneeling down."
There was a button and a zip at the back of the skirt
that she easily undid. Then she had to push and
wriggle to get it down her legs and off as she stayed
kneeling on the ground. It made her boobs jiggle
inside the bra and as she bent over he got a real good
look at the valley between her boobs. Then his focus
went to between her legs where a pair of pale blue
panties were covering her cunt. They looked faded, old
and had a lacey trim. The most exciting thing was the
strands of blonde pubic hair that were peeking out on
one side.
As she struggled to pull the skirt over her feet, her
sandals became caught up in it and were pulled off,
falling to the floor behind her. She held out the
skirt and when he took it she resumed the position.
Now, with her skirt off and her legs spread wide she
really felt exposed and vulnerable. As she stared at
the floor she saw where her pubic hair was showing and
she felt her face flush as she hoped he wouldn't
notice. Vain hope, she knew because she had no doubt
that soon he'd be demanding that she take off her
panties.
"Let's see, what next? Bra or panties? Bra I think.
I want to see your tits."
She brought her hands up to the catch at the back of
her bra and suddenly she was shaking and the tears
started rolling down her cheeks as, through her sobs,
she begged him and brought her hands around, covering
her breasts and bringing her knees together.
"Please Richard, please don't do this. You can't.
It's not right. Please. I can't do it. Richard."
She looked up at him, her cheeks wet and her big,
beautiful blue eyes now red from her tears, as she
pleaded with him. And he felt his cock getting even
harder as he realised how much power he really had over
her. Even if he wanted to stop, his cock wasn't going
to let him. More than ever he wanted to break her,
wanted to humiliate her for the way she'd treated him
over the last three years.
He didn't say anything, just stared at her and
eventually she dropped her eyes as she managed to
control her sobbing. Now she knew that this wasn't
going to stop, and she felt exhausted and wanted to
collapse and roll into a tiny ball.
He wasn't sure what to do next, either get her back in
position or get her to write in the punishment book.
Probably best to do the punishment book first.
"Here. I think you have a few things to enter. Take
it!"
Reaching out she took the book, opening it up, holding
the pen ready to write.
"Refused to show tits to my master . spoke to my master
without permission . didn't show proper respect when
talking to my master . didn't stay in my ready position
. tried to hide my tits from master with my arms . Okay
that probably covers it."
Because he had to wait between each punishment for her
to write it down, it was taking quite a long time and
he was getting impatient to get on with it, impatient
to actually fuck her. But just as he was about to take
the book back from her he realised there was one more
and he knew just what the punishment would be for it.
"I almost forgot. Write down, tried to hide cunt from
my master."
Her hand was shaking again as she wrote the last one
down. Cunt. It wasn't a word she used and certainly
not one she'd ever written.
"Give me the book. Now get in position. Your legs
were further apart than that weren't they. Better.
Come on stick your tits out. Okay, now this time I
want you to ask me for permission to take off you bra."
There was a moment of confusion where she almost
started taking off the bra before she realised what
he'd said. Then she almost panicked as she tried to
work out what to say.
"Umm, can I take off my bra . master."
It wasn't a very convincing ask and she'd almost
forgotten to say master, but he didn't want to waste
any more time with her writing down punishments at the
moment.
"Not very convincing. So if you don't want me to
fucking rip if off for you try again slave. Try to
fucking convince me that you really want it off!"
It was the first time he'd raised his voice and
suddenly she was scared.
"Please master, please let me take off my bra for you."
"Okay slave, take it off."
Her hands moved up and undid the clasp and she peeled
the straps down her arms, letting a male see her
breasts for only the second time. Her left hand went
behind her back again as she held the bra out to him
with her right hand.
He took the bra from her, barely registering that she
was keeping herself in the ready position. He was in
heaven, staring at her perfect globes, better than
anything he'd ever seen in magazines or on the net.
They were so big he'd expected them to drop down, hang
low but they didn't sag at all, defying gravity as they
sat high on her chest, tanned across the top and white
underneath. And the nipples were dark red and looked
thick, sitting out from the slightly lighter aureoles,
staring straight at him, practically begging him to
suck and bite them. The aureoles were really amazing,
like little mounds that sat on top of her tits. He
wasn't sure how long he sat there, her bra in one hand,
awestruck by her tits. Finally his gaze dropped down
to her crotch.
"Take off the panties."
There was no hesitation this time and she was obviously
learning as she struggled to pull them off and stay in
her kneeling position. She did have to bring her knees
together to get them off but as soon as they cleared
her feet she spread her knees, once again holding her
hand out for him to take the clothing form her.
It was impossible to see anything more than her pubic
hair as she took them off but once they'd gone and she
was spreading her legs again, he got his first view of
live pussy. Her blonde pubic hair was sparse and
looked like it was very fine. There was a sort of tuft
of it and then below that were her cunt lips. The most
exciting thing was her inner lips which as her legs
opened, peeked through, sort of a coral red colour and
crinkled.
She had never been so embarrassed, so humiliated in her
life as he just stared at her, looking at her most
private part. Finally he stood up but instead of
coming to her he went over to his desk. When he came
back, she could see that he had some kind of leather
strap that he held out to her, waiting for her to take
it before he sat back down on the bed.
"Here. This goes round your neck. Make sure you lock
it. It's your slave collar and I'm the only one with
the key."
It was made from soft black leather, was about an inch
wide and had six rings on it as well as a tiny padlock
on the clasp. Wrapping it round her neck she easily
locked it in place, once more thinking how stupid this
all was, even in the midst of her embarrassment.
He sat there, staring at her as she put the collar on,
fascinated with the way her breasts flattened slightly
as her hands went behind her head and then rounded out
again as she resumed her ready position. He knew he
should get on with it, that he should fuck her, but
something kept holding him back. Suddenly he realised
what it was. For at least the last three years he'd be
jerking off with fantasies of Janet and they weren't
just about fucking her, they were about her begging
him, about her submitting to him completely. But she
wasn't ready for that yet. Even if she did beg, she'd
only be pretending. He knew he'd have to push her a
lot further before she really started to submit to him.
"Okay, crawl over here and suck my cock. Show me what
a great cocksucker you are!"
It was happening! Sex. And not just normal sex. She
looked up at him, almost in shock at his words and once
again the tears started flowing and before she could
stop herself she was begging him to let her go.
"Please don't. Richard, please. I can't. Please I
just want to go home. I'm sorry that I cheated."
He let her blubber for a few minutes, enjoying the
spectacle of her jiggling tits as she knelt there,
wiping the tears from her eyes. Finally she stopped
and only the sound of her heavy breathing filled the
room. He got up from the bed and went to his desk,
returning with a nine foot lead. She jerked her head
as he clipped it onto one of the rings on her collar
but she didn't try to stop him.
"After that little outburst I think that it's time for
your first punishment session. Come on slave."
Up Chapter 3 - Learning the Hard Way
Heading for the door, he didn't give her time to stand,
forcing her to scramble up to avoid falling over. As
he led her from his bedroom down the hall and into the
family room, he knew she was trying covering her tits
and cunt with her arms and hands. Later he'd deal with
that and teach her how to walk around naked but for now
he wanted to make sure he got her in position for her
punishment before she realised what was happening.
Stopping under the heavy wooden beam that ran along the
roof, he tugged down on the lead.
"Get down. Quickly, into your ready position slave."
She did as he ordered, almost feeling a comfort in the
position. At least kneeling down like this meant he
couldn't have sex with her she thought. He unclipped
the lead and held out a piece of black material.
"This is a blindfold. I want you to put it on. Now!"
Taking it from him she reluctantly put it over her
eyes. The eye covers were padded and there was a small
lock that she clicked shut at the back of her head. As
she let go of it and started to bring her hands back
behind her, the panic welled up. Now she felt even
more naked and for the first time she started to feel
scared. Before she could do or say anything though he
was ready with the next step.
"Hold you left arm out in front of you."
"Oh."
She'd tentatively reached out and he'd held her
forearm. Then he was putting something around her
wrist.
"Other arm."
The procedure was quickly repeated but she had no idea
what it was around her wrists.
"Stand up. Put your right arm up in the air. Now you
left arm."
As she lifted each arm up, he easily secured them to
the ropes that were hanging from the beam above her.
At the moment her hands were only held at head height
but he'd fix that eventually. Before then he needed
her silenced and he had just the thing for that, a
special gag. It was a rubber ball with a strap on it
that, like the blindfold, could be locked at the back
of the person's head. What made it special was the
small air pump that was attached to it. The ball was
fairly small which made it easy to get into someone's
mouth. Once it was in, a couple of squeezes on the
pump and the ball expanded, filling their mouth
completely. Of course he hadn't used it on anyone yet
except to test it on himself, but he was confident that
it would silence most of her screams. When he'd
fantasised about whipping her it was always the sound
of her first scream that worried him. He knew that
after the first one he'd be okay, but he need to have
her silenced at least for the first time.
It, and all the other things he'd bought over the last
few weeks were expensive and really stretched his
limited financial resources but he was now starting to
see the payoff.
By now she was getting really nervous about what he was
doing. She knew that by his stupid rules she wasn't
meant to talk without permission but she had to, she
really had to tell him to stop it, let him know how
much he was scaring her, appeal to him somehow.
Unfortunately the moment when she opened her mouth to
speak was just as he was about to tell her to open it
anyway so before she could say anything there was some
strange thing in her mouth. Shaking her head as she
tried to push it out with her tongue but before she
could do anything it was getting bigger and then it was
filling her mouth completely, flattening her tongue.
The diameter of the ball gag was now bigger than her
lips could stretch so until he let the air out, there
was no way she could get rid of it. He smiled to
himself as she started making inarticulate grunts,
twisting her head about, ineffectually trying to get
rid of the ball. He realised that he didn't really
need to secure the gag but he did anyway, stepping
behind her to lock it off alongside the blindfold lock.
Almost there he thought, only her feet left to secure
and then she was totally his, gagged, blindfolded and
tied up!
For her feet he had ankle cuffs that had ropes running
to the opposite walls where they were tied off.
Crouching down he grabbed her left ankle and pulled it
sideways towards the first cuff. He almost couldn't do
it, the touch of her skin against his hand was so
magical he hesitated, wanting to run his hand up her
leg. Then she futilely tried to resist him and that
was enough to keep him going and he quickly secured
her. Moving to her right ankle, he had to drag her
foot across the floor, till her feet were almost four
feet apart before he was able to secure the second
ankle cuff.
As he stood back to examine his work his work he felt a
rush of adrenaline and almost had to sit down it was so
overpowering. It was the most exciting, sexiest sight
he'd ever seen, a million times more exciting than any
fantasy he'd ever had. He had her, the girl of his
dreams, naked except for the collar, ball gag,
blindfold and cuffs on her ankles and wrists, secured
totally helpless in the middle of the room.
When he'd spread her feet apart her body had been
lowered closer to the floor and now her elbows were
level with her shoulders which is just how he'd hoped
she'd end up. This meant that her boobs were still
full on her chest, not flattened out as he thought
they'd probably have been if he'd pulled her arms up to
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