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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 col-
lege, 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 at-
tach 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 "sugges-
tions". 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 pres-
ence.
"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 w-ould 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.
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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 in-
terest 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 com-
pletely 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 impres-
sion 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 gin-
gerly 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 Pio-
neer 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 indig
nantly. "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 girl- friday."
"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.
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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 hav-
ing 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 var-
ious 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 "sug-
gested" 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 af-
ternoon I knew that they would gather the appropriate ar-
ticles. 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.
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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, "Add-
ress 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 cau-
tiously 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 con-
dition, 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 cum-
ming. 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 in-
terests other than with me. Is that understood?" I said.
"Yes" they both said quickly.
"Rita, strip down to your underwear and when you're fin-
ished 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 situa-
tion. 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 im-
mediately 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.
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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 com-
manded.
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 "perfor-
mance" another day.
I knew that we would have to explore real bondage ses-
sions with these girls, and also with less-willing partners.
After all, there is much to be said about the bondage of wil-
ling 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 instruc-
ted my girls to look for and suggest women for my next pro-
ject.
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 af-
ter 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 rub-
ber 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 Kris-
ta'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 a-
gainst 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 ny 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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