Chapter One
My girlfriends and I have a most unusual relationship
for most people. They are my sexual slaves. It happened not too long ago. In
fact, they didn't know that I even existed a month ago. I decided that I had
enough of "normal" relationships, and that I wanted to be in control. Total
control. I don't mean that they run around like zombies. It means simply that
they will do anything that I ask. Anything, and anywhere, with me or with anyone
that I choose. One of my favorite girls is Leslie, and I met her at Heidelberg
College. She is strikingly beautiful, with long red hair and a fair complexion.
Her body is well-proportioned due to the aerobic exercise and weightlifting that
she does regularly. To see her naked is a dream. Her firm breasts have dark
nipples which become hard at the lightest lick. Her red pubic hair is shaved
close to facilitate bikini wear. She has luscious lips and a sensuous tongue
that just loves cock. Her cunt is smooth and juicy at the right times. A month
ago, I wanted to meet her. I was never good at meeting women, but I was good at
science. After all, I was majoring in three subjects with a 3.8 average. With
all those brains you'd think that I'd understand how to control women. I didn't
then, but I do now. I had gone with several girls in high school and in college,
but all they ever wanted from me was help in their school work. I was never
appreciated for what I really was by any woman, until I learned how to control
them. One day, about six weeks ago, a brainstorm came to me. I was studying the
physics of sound at just below hearing level when I put together some things I
learned in psychology class. There, I learned that subliminal suggestions are
very powerful. So powerful, in fact, that they are outlawed in advertising. I
was tinkering with some sound equipment in the physics lab when I discovered a
way to load "messages" onto music. It's not a new phenomenon, but the way that I
did it was completely new and, so far as I know, undiscovered. I did it at the
alpha brain wave level, and I learned a way to attach my messages in a way that
was completely undetectable. I also theorized that since I was introducing the
"suggestions" at the alpha level they would be assimilated into the brain and be
completely and irreversibly irresistible. So here I was, wanting to meet Leslie,
and I had this new discovery. I thought about it, and decided to try to get her
to meet me. I asked her friends what her favorite music was, and I made some
cassette copies of them with my secret "suggestions". My first one was that she
would ask me out to her favorite restaurant on Friday evening after classes for
a date. After that, she was to come to my off-campus apartment and listen to
some music that I had for her. During all this time, she was to enjoy herself
with me and be completely at ease. I also "asked" her to go into my bedroom,
stand in front of the mirror and strip completely naked, then put on all her
clothed minus her panties and bra. She was to forget that she did this, and not
think about her missing clothes when she got ready for bed later in the evening.
She was to do this when the Heidelberg clock tower struck twelve midnight. I
played the tape over the cafeteria intercom, and since music was routinely
played at mealtime I wasn't doing any- thing unusual. I figured that I had
nothing to lose. If it didn't work, we wouldn't meet because I would never be
able to work up the nerve to ask her out. If it did, I had every- thing to gain,
and then some. Leslie was there, and acted completely normal during my tape. I
lost all hope of her ever meeting me when she didn't come to me after the tape
was over. I started to walk over to the door of the cafeteria when she startled
me by her presence. "Tom, I know this may sound forward to you, but will you go
out with me this Friday? I would like to show you a good time. Please say that
you will." she said with practiced ease. "Wh-where would you like to go,
L-Leslie?" I stammered almost in disbelief. "To the Pioneer Mill. They have
pretty good food there, and I want to get to know you better. How about six
o'clock, after classes. Meet me at my dorm room." She said, completely oblivious
to by secret delight. "Six o'clock, then." I said with less nervousness. Six
o'clock on Friday seemed like an eternity away that week. It came, and she
looked stunning, even she was only wearing a new pair of jeans and a
loosely-fitting blouse. I couldn't help noticing that I could see through it to
her lacy bra underneath, and I fantasized what I would see when the College
clock chimed twelve. We had a wonderful time. She talked about herself a lot,
and I learned much about her. She also put me at ease by her natural way of
treating me, and had I not arranged the date myself, I wouldn't have believed
it. We went to my apartment, at her suggestion, to listen to some music. I
played some more of my special music that I had made in anticipation to her
being at my apartment. When the clock struck twelve, she said "excuse me," and
walked into my bedroom. She closed the door behind her and I could hear the
faint sound of her unzipping her pants. About two minutes later she came out and
acted completely normal, as if nothing happened. In reality, to me everything
happened. Here was this magnificently beautiful women obeying every message on
my tape as if it were second nature. I couldn't help but no- tice her perfectly
formed breasts underneath her almost sheer blouse. My sexual excitement was
completely aroused. I couldn't wait for her to leave for the evening. I knew
that she would be returning in the morning because of my special "messages" on
my music that evening. She soon asked to leave, and after I took her home I
viewed her "strip act" on my VCR. I knew that if she followed the other
"messages" on the tape, I was in for the day of my life. Control of Women
Chapter Two "Tom, may I come in?" she said. It was around eleven in the morning
on Saturday. "Sure, Leslie. What can I do for you?" I asked in mock surprise.
"Tom, I'm not sure how to say this, but I want you to, um, control me." "What do
you mean?" "I want you to be my master. I want you to command me. I'll do
anything that you ask. Please say that you will." she said as she removed her
coat. She was wearing a tight Danskin leotard, blue in color. She was also
carrying a gym bag, with the contents that my "message" specified. "If you're
serious about this Leslie, come with me to my study." I said as I walked in that
direction. She followed me and put her coat on the rack that was near the
entrance. I asked her to take a chair near a massage table that I set up the
previous evening in anticipation of this moment. "Are you willing to do whatever
I say?" "Yes" "Good. From now on, you will have no other romantic interest other
than myself. You will be all these things to me" I said as I emphasized the
words: "friend, lover, companion, slave, plaything, In all other respects, you
will act completely normal. You will be my affectionate girlfriend in public and
in private. You may express your opinions to me and to others if you wish, but
remember that you are my love slave, and must obey me. Do you understand what I
have said, and do you agree to these things?" "Yes, Tom. I understand it all,
and I'm willing to obey. I want you to know that I was really worried that you
would tell me to leave, and I'm so glad that it is this way between us." she
said as she stood up. She walked over to me and em- braced me. "I want to make
you happy" she said just before she kissed me affectionately. "Let me look at
you. You, know, I only get to look at you from the other side of the cafeteria,
and it probably looked like that I was staring." I said. "Yes, I did get that
impression, but I get that impression from a lot of other guys, too." she said
as she backed away for me to look at her. She turned around slowly and put her
hands on her ample breasts. As she turned, she moved her hands slowly down to
the top of her legs and palmed the in- sides of her inner thighs. "Would you
like to see me nude?" she said with a lustful look in her eyes. "No, not yet." I
said. Please go into the bathroom over there and change into the clothes that
you brought." "How did you know that I brought clothes?" she asked. "Because you
are under my complete control." I said as I motioned her along to the bathroom.
"Leave your panties and your bra in the bathroom along with your leotard and
hurry. It's time to eat." Leslie walked to the bathroom and soon she was dressed
in a short skirt and blouse. The blouse was not as see- through as before, but
her newly unfettered breasts filled it nicely. Her skirt went down to about half
the length of her leg, so she had to be careful that she didn't give the male
population a cheap thrill. She kissed me on the cheek and said "let's go," but I
had other plans. "Before we go, could you do something for me? Would you lean
over that massage table with your breasts touching the table ?" Without
hesitation, she did exactly as she was told. Her skirt crept up to her ass, and
I lifted it up all the way. Her perfectly formed ass looked at me invitingly,
and I gingerly took the palms of my hands and cupped her cheeks. "If you keep
this up, I'll have to go back to the bathroom to wash my privates." she said.
"You're right. we should eat, and we can continue this later." I said as my
sexual excitement gave way to hunger. It was twelve-thirty by the time they got
there, and the food looked awful. I fumbled into my pocket and found some money,
just enough for the two of us to go to a fast food restaurant. "Do you have a
favorite place to go besides Pioneer Mill?" I asked her. "Well, I like Kentucky
Fried Chicken. Let's eat there." While we were talking, two of her friends
showed up and heard our conversation. "Do you mind if we tag along? The food
today looks like they made it Monday!" asked Rita. "We could all go in my car.
"Sounds fine to me." I said. As we walked over to the dorm room, Sandy took
Leslie aside. Like most other best girlfriends, she was interested in Leslie's
newest companions, male or female. "He's my new boyfriend." proclaimed Leslie.
"We had a wonderful time last night. Don't you think he's cute?" "But isn't that
Tom, the science nerd?" I hear that he's about as sexy as a wet noodle." "Oh,
he's not like that at all!" Leslie said indignantly. "He's warm, sensitive,
caring, and if you get close to him he has a nice body under those glasses and
flannel shirt. I had a great time with him last night at the Pioneer Mill, and
later at his house off-campus. He's one guy that's not stuck on himself, like
Bill Banner. "You only broke up with Bill a week ago. Don't you think that the
captain of the football team wants to make up with you ?" "He might, but I don't
want to make up with him. I want to see Tom now, and only him. Bill will have to
find someone else to be his girlfriday." "Well okay, you don't need my
permission. Do you mind if I try to get Bill to ask me out?" "Sure." said Leslie
without hesitation. "You're sure you won't change your mind?" "Positive. Come
on. Let's get those keys. I'm getting hungry!" The three girls picked up the
keys and hopped into Rita's car. Leslie and I snuggled in the back seat where I
put my hand up behind her skirt. I felt warm, naked flesh where panties used to
be and my juices began to flow. "Tom, we'd better cool it or the girls will get
an eyeful. Let's wait until we get back to your place." whispered Leslie.
Control of Women Chapter Three "I guess you're right." I said as I slipped my
hand back to a more respectable position. "It's time for you two to quit acting
like high school kids. We're here now." Sandy said as she glanced backward. She
spoke just as I moved my hand from Leslie's backside, and I couldn't help
noticing her disapproval. As we walked into the restaurant, I gave my order to
Leslie and I excused myself to go to the men's room. Sandy wrote everyone's
order down, gave the note to Rita and took Leslie aside. "Leslie, what are you
doing with him? I've never seen you act this way with Bill before." "That's
because you never saw Bill and I in a car be- fore. I used to do it all the time
with him." "Did you also go out without any underwear before?" asked Sandy,
obviously aware of what went on in the car. "It was Tom's idea, and I think it's
really sexy." "You mean he asked you to do that? And you did it? You must really
like this guy. Now I'm definitely going to ask Bill out." she said as I walked
back to them. "By the way, what went on in his apartment last night?" asked
Sandy. Before Leslie could answer, I was within earshot of their conversation.
"What's up, ladies? You sound like you're having a secret convention." I said as
I stood beside Leslie and held her hand. "Oh, just some girl talk." giggled
Sandy as we picked up our food and looked for a place to sit. After the meal,
Rita drove us to my home. Leslie and I got out and waved goodbye to them. They
giggled as they drove off. We walked into the room with the massage table. "Do
you want to take up where we left off." she said as I removed my jacket. The
vision of her ass crept in my mind, but I wanted something else. "Would you
please put on some of the sexy clothes that you brought with you?" I said. "How
did you know that I brought sexy clothes with me?" I told you. I'm in complete
control" I said as I started stripping to my BVD'S. She went to the bathroom and
removed her outfit. She spent a few minutes preparing herself, and I was not to
be disappointed. She wore a pair of white crotchless pantyhose of the fishnet
variety. A matching bra came with it, and since it was also fishnet I could see
her erect nipples. A look of passion accompanied her. "What would you like to do
next?" she said in a barely audible sexy voice. "Make love to me, here and now."
I commanded, dropping my drawers. My penis was rock hard, and I was ready. She
knelt down and gingerly stroked my cock, making it even more erect. She began
licking and tickling me into a frenzy. I eased myself to the ground and she
began to rub her pussy on my cock. I could tell that she was rubbing her clit in
various ways on my body and by her hands. I finally thrust myself inside her and
she and I began pumping harder and harder. I couldn't take it any longer and I
finally came. I shot my load into her just as she began to cum. Our bodies were
as one as we both experienced orgasm. All during the following week I
conditioned Leslie with my music "messages". I "suggested" to her that she was
total- ly in love with me, and that nothing could ever break it, not even being
with other women. In fact, I encouraged her to look for other sexy women for me
to be with. I also "suggested" to her that whenever I said the words "sexy
under- wear" she would enter into a trance-like state where she would obey my
commands, and when she was through, she would forget that I had given them, or
that she had obeyed me. On Thursday, we were eating at the cafeteria when her
two best friends came to our table. "Well, it's been almost a week since we've
seen you two. Do you mind if we eat with you?" asked Rita. "No, not at all.
We'll save this place for you." offered Leslie. "Yes, be my guest." I said. I
watched them as they went trough the line. Rita has such a tight ass and I love
to look at it. Sandy has a nice figure also, and was wearing a tight tee shirt
to complement the lines of her breasts. "Tom, why don't I invite one of them
over to dinner on the weekend? I'm sure that you would get an opportunity to get
to know Rita or Sandy, and I'm sure that they would just love your company.
After all, " she said as she snuggled a little closer to me. "I love you." "I
think that is a great idea. You know, I asked Sandy out a few months back, and
she didn't even give me the time of day, but that will all be changed, now. Why
don't you ask both of them to come and spend the night?" "All right, I'll do it.
It'll be like having a slumber party!" said Leslie, all excited. It was going to
be an exciting time, all right, but not in the way that Leslie thought. On
Friday I made a special tape for Rita and Sandy. I "suggested" to them that they
spend the weekend with Leslie and me as my sex slaves. They would otherwise act
completely normal. They would bring with them all their sexy garments, along
with any masturbatory equipment. They would not realize that they were doing
what they were doing until they unpacked their things and realized what they
brought. Then they would pledge their allegiance to me and knowingly and
willingly become my slaves. Leslie had asked them to come to my house on Friday,
so they didn't suspect anything strange. I played the tape over the loudspeaker
system at lunch, and sometime during the afternoon I knew that they would gather
the appropriate articles. The four of us ate our evening meal together, and then
Rita drove us to my house. The closer that we got to my home, the more sexually
excited I became over the prospects of the weekend. "I have a large room
upstairs with two queen-sized beds in them. Let's put your things there." I
said. The four of us walked up the winding staircase to the bedrooms. Rita and
Sandy were wearing knee-length dresses as I "instructed" and I followed them to
get a bird's eye view of their bottoms. They both wore the see-through panties
that I've grown to like so much. We got to the top of the stairs and I showed
them where to put their things. As they both unzipped their suitcases and began
to unpack they realized what they had brought. They both looked at me with
embarrassment. They turned to each other and whispered something, then Sandy
turned to me. "Tom, while I'm here, I would like to say that I want to be
obedient to you. I want you to know that whatever you want to do with me, I'll
do." "Yes, Tom. I want to say it, too. I'll obey your every command as if it
were my thought. I am completely yours." said Rita. "Sandy, Rita, I'm so glad
for you!" Leslie said as she drew them together and hugged them. He is so
wonderful. I've never been so happy in my life. My sex life has never been
better. What more can I say, ladies?" "Leslie, I would like to talk to them
alone. Would you please go down and wait for us?" I said. "Certainly. I'll see
you in a little bit." Leslie walked out of the room and closed the door behind
her. What I had in mind was only for two women. Control of Women Chapter Four
"We are going to play a little game now, only it won't be a game. Sandy, you
will now become a total slave to us. Your eyes must not meet ours." I said as
she lowered her head. "You must obey us, now. Go into the bathroom and remove
your outer clothes and wait for Rita to send for you." She walked obediently to
the bathroom where I heard the faint sounds of clothes being taken off. "Rita,
you will be her dominatrix. She will be your slave, and these are the things
that I want you to do." I carefully laid out my plans for them, then I stripped
and waited for the show. So far, the two women were completely obedient to me,
and I couldn't wait to see both of them act out my wildest fantasies. I was
completely satisfied by my discovery, and by my sex slaves, Leslie, Rita, and
Sandy. "Sandy, come out now." commanded Rita. She opened the door and began to
walk out. "On your hands and knees! Turn around, spread your legs and walk
backward on your hand and knees." Sandy was wearing see-through panties and I
could see her cunt as she made her way towards Rita. She finally crawled to her
and waited for her next orders. "Stand up and pull your panties up your cunt
lips. Hurry, don't keep the Master waiting!" she barked as Sandy shot to her
feet. She obediently pulled and tugged at her panties until her cunt lips
covered a part of her panties. Stand in front of the Master now!" ordered Rita.
Sandy walked bow-legged towards me and stood where she was directed. "Do you
know why I'm treating you this way?" I asked. "No, I don't." she said barely
audibly. Rita walked up to her, gritted her teeth and said, "Address him with
respect!" "No sir, I don't." she repeated satisfactorily. "Remember when I asked
you out? What did you do?" "I-I..." "It's OK. Just tell me what you did." "I
acted like you weren't alive. I didn't want to be seen by you, so I embarrassed
you in front of my friends." "That's right, and for that action you will make up
for it." I nodded to Rita, and she knew that I was ready. "Put your hands on
your ass and spread your legs." she ordered. Sandy quickly assumed the correct
position. I then got on my knees and moved closer to her. I was eye level with
her cunt and I tugged gently on her panties. I put a finger cautiously on her
outer lips, then slowly inserted it into her vagina. "I want you to enjoy
yourself. Fantasize about me. Make yourself feel good." I ordered. She
immediately closed her eyes and slightly moaned. "What are you thinking?" "We
are in a bondage dungeon, and you have forcibly taken me to be your bondage
slave." she said. I was completely taken by surprise. That was one of my
favorite fantasies, and I did not expect her to verbalize it on her own. I sat
down near the edge of the bed and motioned them to come close. "Sandy, suck my
cock. Rita, I want you to tell me a story in a sexy voice about Sandy and her
dungeon." They both got into position. Sandy licked her lips and began to
smoothly caress my enlarging member as Rita spoke: "You've just carried Sandy
in. She's bound so she can't move." "How, where." I said. "Her ankles are tied
together, and her hands, too. You have taped her mouth shut so she can't speak.
"You're tying her to a bondage cross, now. It's shaped like an 'X' and she's
completely spread. She can only squirm. Sandy is completely nude and helpless.
"Yes, Sandy, you look so sexy." I said, my orgasm moving closer to reality. "You
can move the cross without changing her bound condition, and you've positioned
it so that you can play with her in a reclining position. You've just put nipple
clamps on her. You can tell that she loves the sensation because she's getting
wet down here." said Rita, caressing her own crotch. "You've put your huge cock
in her juicy cunt, and you're ready. You're fucking her and fucking her, and you
are going to cum right NOW." she exclaimed. Just as she said that, I shot my
whole wad into Sandy's mouth. She gulped it down as if as if it were a smooth
wine. My whole body felt like one giant penis. She slowly eased up on me as I
finished cumming. Towards the end she gently sucked away the remaining cum juice
so that my penis was spotlessly clean. When I regained my composure I
congratulated them for such a fine job. "You did such a good job sucking me,
Sandy. Have you ever done it before?" "Yes, with Bill Banner on Wednesday." she
said. "The both of you must never have any other romantic interests other than
with me. Is that understood?" I said. "Yes" they both said quickly. "Rita, strip
down to your underwear and when you're finished come downstairs and meet us." I
walked with Sandy to the living room area where Leslie was watching a program on
TV. "Leslie turned to us as she heard us approaching. "Honey, you're naked. She
said in a sexy voice." "Yes, I think it's entirely appropriate given the
situation. Would you please strip to your underwear, too?" "Of course. I knew
you were going to ask me that when you came into the room naked. I can almost
read your mind." she said as she removed her outer clothing. Rita joined us soon
afterwards, and the four of us sat on a couch in front of the TV. Having
conditioned Leslie, she was sitting in the position that I wanted, but the other
girls were crossed-legged. That would never do. "Sandy and Rita, from now on you
will never again cross your legs unless I give you permission. You must always
sit with your legs open for me." I commanded. The two girls immediately
complied, their open crotches now only covered by wispy thin shear panties. "I
have a movie that I want you to see. Tell me what you think of it afterwards. I
walked over to my collection and put in a movie. It was titled "9 1/2 WEEKS" and
none of them had seen it. The movie was about a male stockbroker in an unusually
domineering relationship with a female Soho art dealer. They watched it silently
and intently, and when it was over we went to the kitchen table to talk about
it. "Before we start, could you all remove your bras? I want to see your nude
breasts." Their bras came off and they put them on the table. I love looking at
nude female breasts, especially if they are well-formed. I was extremely pleased
with the way in which my love slaves were endowed. "What did you think of the
movie?" I asked Leslie. "I liked it. It sort of reminded me of our relation-
ship." she said, looking at me. "Kim Bassinger was definitely right for the
part. She looks submissively sexy." "I think that she should have been more true
to him." said Rita. "What do you mean." I asked. "Well, when he called her a
'nosy barker' and told her to submit to a bare-assed spanking she should have
let him." "Sandy, you must tell us what you think" I said. Control of Women
Chapter Five "I think that she should have been more submissive to him, too."
she said, never raising her eyes. "For example, during the scene in the hotel
room where she was blindfolded and was waiting for him. It was obvious to me
that she was to be the most submissive of the two women, and she just walked
out. She just didn't want to be his submissive playmate." "Would you all be this
submissive? Rita, would you, for example, masturbate for me upstairs alone,
knowing that I was filming you for me to show to my friends?" I asked. "Yes, of
course. I told you that I would do anything for you, and I mean it." she
offered. "Prove it" I said. She rose and walked to the stairway. "let me know
when you're ready." she said. "Stand in front of the door and wait for my
instructions." I said. I motioned the girls in the living room while I went to
another room . I found a blank tape for my VCR in a drawer and brought it with
me. I put it in and set it to record. I panned the camera to the entrance and
yelled for Rita to walk through the door. She walked in. "Sit at the edge of the
bed and play with yourself." I said in my microphone." She put her hands on her
pussy and walked over to the bed. My camera was placed behind a one-way mirror
directly in front of her. She didn't know this. "Look at sexy body in the mirror
and play with your- self. Expose your cunt completely to the mirror. When you're
ready, fuck yourself with your "toys" until you cum." I commanded. We watched as
she spread her legs and explored her most private regions. She rubbed an area of
her pussy until I could see a small hard bump. She then rubbed it vigorously,
moving her legs back and forth. She grabbed one of her breasts with her free
hand and played with her nipple, and then watched as it got harder and harder.
Watching her made me feel horny again. "Sandy, turn around and fuck me while I
watch Rita." I said. Sandy got a very horny look on her face as she turned
around. "Thank you, master." she said as she slinked up to me. I watched as she
reached for my growing member. She licked it with her tongue to make it even
harder, then she lowered her- self on my throbbing thruster. I hadn't noticed
when, but Rita had retrieved her dildoe while Sandy was positioning herself. I
watched as it slowly disappeared into her, and her face alternated between
self-inflicted pain and pleasure. She moved it in and out, with each stroke
getting easier and easier. Sandy seemed to move in tandem with Rita, paralleling
each stroke of the dildoe. All the while I thought of each of the girls in
hypnotic bondage. My mind constructed all the bondage equipment I need to
totally immobilize my hypnotic slaves. I finally came with much gusto, so much
in fact that I didn't even know when Rita came. After cumming twice in one
evening I was pretty much spent for the rest of the day. I would watch Rita's
"performance" another day. I knew that we would have to explore real bondage
sessions with these girls, and also with less-willing partners. After all, there
is much to be said about the bondage of willing but uncooperative naked women. I
knew that my girl- friends would be wonderful subjects, but I wanted to have
women under my physical control that weren't totally under my mental control. My
girlfriends would definitely be a help in choosing and capturing my unwilling
partners in bondage. That help came the next day. We made it a habit to eat at
the cafeteria even though the food wasn't as good as a restaurant simply because
there is no other place in town where the collection of single women is
greatest. I instructed my girls to look for and suggest women for my next
project. Leslie found the perfect woman for me. She was around six feet tall,
yet she was beautifully proportioned. Her breasts were large but they didn't
appear to sag. Her legs seemed to never end, and she had the look of a person
who regularly exercised. Her brunette hair was breast length with a slight curl.
She was physically beautiful, of course, but the reason I was attracted to her
for this project was because she was reported to be very, very independent. She
never let anyone get in her way, which is one reason why she did so well in
school. Her goal of being a lawyer consumed her to the point of never dating. I
felt that leaving her like this would be such a waste, so I prepared a very
special tape for her . Early Saturday afternoon after the noon meal I went to my
special sound booth at home. I prepared my tape for Krista with only a few
specific commands. The first was that she have an overwhelming desire to be
physically tied up. This would be more important than even her schoolwork. The
second command was that she was to seek me out to persuade me to fulfill her
desires. She was not to discuss this with anyone else, and in only the bondage
was I able to control her. Any other control would be by mutual consent. The
third was that even though she would try to get loose after I put her in tight
bondage, she would love it the more that I did it. I played the tape at the
evening meal, and made sure that she saw me leave the building with my
girlfriends. She knew that I was going home, and I knew that she would follow
me. Sure enough, her car pulled into my driveway shortly after we settled into
my home. "May I speak to you privately, Tom? I have something important to
discuss with you." she said in a business-like manner. "Of course." I said. I
led her to my study. She was wearing a full length skirt with a loosely fitting
blouse. Her attire did not become someone who was obviously physically
beautiful. "What can I do for you?" I asked rhetorically. "Tom, I hear that you,
uh, I don't know how to say this, but do you t-tie women who, uh, want to be
tied?" "The term is bondage, and yes I do that for a price. How did you know
about me?" I asked. "I'm not sure. I just know. Do you charge for this sort of
thing?" "Well, let's just say that you get what you want, and I get what I
want." I said. "I need to know what you want. I want you to tie me." she said.
"I want you nude, now." I said. I want to see what I have to work with." "No!
Absolutely not. I'm not going to submit to that." she exclaimed as she rose to
her feet. She began to walk out, but her desire for bondage took over. She
turned to me and said, "May I strip just to my panties and bra?" "Take off your
bra, too" I demanded. She hesitated, then with a look of resignation began to
take off her clothes. I watched as she stepped out of her skirt and unbuttoned
her blouse. She folded them neatly and put them on my desk. She looked at me as
if in final protest, then began to reach be- hind her to unsnap her bra. "Let me
do that" I said. "No!" she said willfully. "Then leave my home." I said
unmoving. "Wait." she said. "It's just that no man had ever seen me like this
before. Please let me do this myself. I'll strip for you." she pleaded. "Then I
want to be behind you to cup them." "All right" she said with reservation. I
walked up be- hind her as she unsnapped her bra. I took it from her and let it
drop to the floor. I eased my arms underneath her armpits and circled her
breasts with my palms. Her nipples became erect as I gently stroked them.
Control of Women Chapter Six "You must like this." I said in a satisfied tone.
"Please tie me up now!" she begged. "If I do, you'll be completely at my mercy.
Are you sure you want to go through with this?" I said as I jiggled her breasts.
"Yes, please!" "Very well. Come with me." I led her down to my basement. There
was an overhead beam of wood positioned in the center of the room, and I was
able to tie her arms in an upright position there. I tied her legs in a spread
position by long tight ropes attached to poles at the sides of the room. As I
tightened the ropes she began to fight me. I was barely able to get them tight
before she was straining at the ropes, trying in earnest to break free. "I'm
going to break free, you know that." she said as she tested and tugged at her
bonds. "No, I don't think so." I said as I walked up to her. I stood with my
face up to her nipples and began to suck one. It became hard as I deliciously
licked her to nipple ecstasy. Her head began bobbing up and down near mine, so I
decided to make my bondage model more interesting. I walked over to a nearby
cabinet and pulled out a rubber helmet with a ball gag attached to it. I pulled
her hair so that her head would stay still, then I quickly thrust it on her
head. "What are you doing?" were the last words that she uttered as I forced the
gag in her mouth and tightened it securely. Her muffled sounds were all that I
heard as I tightened the leather straps to the overhead beam to limit her head's
movement. "You know, the sight of you really overwhelms me." I said to her. "I
must really get your image for posterity." I walked over to the next room to
fetch my video camera and tripod. I set it up a few yards away from her, much
against her muffled protests. "I told you that you were at my mercy. Relax.
You're very photogenic, I'm sure." As I pushed the record button, Rita and Sandy
walked down the stairs. "I thought I heard some sounds down here" said Rita as
she led Sandy by a tether tied to her neck. "Would you like some company?" "Yes,
I could use some help. Would you please slip Krista's panties down as far as
they will go?" I asked. Rita turned to Sandy. "You heard the master." she
barked. Sandy humbly walked over to Krista and pulled her last article of
clothing as far down as she could, much against Krista's protests. Her virgin
wool was there for all of us to see. I walked over to Krista to get a better
view of her most private region. With her legs stretched apart her cunt was
open, just waiting for my pleasure. I took my hand and cautiously touched her
unshaven pubic hair, then pressed against her flesh gingerly, searching for her
special opening. Her clit was just a small nub, and I massaged it gently and
purposely and I waited until I felt her natural lubrication. All the while I
noticed her struggling less and less, and enjoying the experience more and more.
I motioned for Rita and whispered in her ear. She ordered Sandy to search a
drawer, and soon came over with a vibrator and a tube of K-Y jelly. Even prim
and proper Krista knew what was in store for her. I spread the jelly liberally
on the upper third of the vibrator, then turned it on. Her body seemed to tense
a bit at the sound of the devise, as if she had heard the sound before. She
strained at her bonds again as I moved the foreign object near her private
regions, but this time to help facilitate it's entry. I slowly twisted it and
pushed gently and when it was partially inside her, I turned it on. I moved it
in and out with one hand, and rubbed her clit with the other. She started to
move in time with my motions, and I knew that if I let her, she would experience
an orgasm. I didn't want her to just yet, so after about five minutes of teasing
her, I withdrew the vibrator, much against her protests.
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