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From: "Zebulon" <zebulon@fastmail.ca>
Subject: {ASSM} Part 5 - Blackmailed Into Bondage (MF, FF, Bond)
Date: Fri,  2 Aug 2002 08:10:05 -0400
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This is a work of fiction in 14 parts.  It is the second
novel set in the same world as "The Training of Jeannie
and Clair."  It is approximately the same length as the
first novel, but was broken into slightly smaller chunks
to avoid problems with my Email service.

Zebulon

No reference to real persons is intended.  It contains strong, 
non-traditional sexual imagery and language.  If you don't 
like this kind of thing, don't read it.
          
Feedback is welcome.  Zebulon@fastmail.ca

All Zebulon's work is posted here:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Zebulon/www/

(MF, FF, Bond)

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Part 5 - Blackmailed Into Bondage
by Zebulon

                      *   *   *   *   *

     A short time later the door to Randall's bedroom creaked
open.  Laura walked in first.  She was wearing only her
collar and a restraint on each wrist and ankle.  Kim Ann was
right behind her, similarly clad.  The restraints had soft inner
linings and a locking outer strap.  There were large D-rings
set on the sides of each.  The center piece of the bedroom
was a huge brass bed.  It had ornately crafted brass head
and base boards.  Randall had removed the blanket and top
sheet and was propped up on one side with all the pillows 
piled behind him.  He was still naked and was reading some 
computer print outs.  He didn't look up at their entrance and 
said nothing.  He was making them wait.

     Laura cleared her throat.

     "In a minute."  He continued reading.

     The two girls shifted uncomfortably and wondered what
was next.

     After about five minutes, Randall sat up and turned.  He
stood, walked across the room, and laid the papers on a
dresser.  He turned again and looked at the girls.  Without
saying a word he walked over and circled them.  He
inspected their restraints and checked to see they were
adequately tight.  He inspected their bodies.  He was
pleased with both.  The girls were clean and the restraints
were correctly fitted.

     Without saying a word, he pointed to the bed.  The two
girls lowered their gazes and climbed in, side by side.  They
sat and waited.  Randall reached under the bed and removed
a number of lengths of soft cord.  He climbed into the bed
and positioned himself between the two girls.  He was on
his knees looking down into their faces.  Laura was on his
right and Kim Ann on his left.  He took Laura's right hand
and Kim Ann's left.  Holding the restraints together, he
threaded a cord through the two restraint loops.  He tied
them tightly together and moved up pulling their locked
wrists with him.  The two girls fell backward.  He tied the
cord to the center of the brass headboard fixing their joined
wrists only a half foot from the top.  He fixed a cord to Kim
Ann's left ankle restraint and tied it around Laura's calf. 
Since Laura was taller their ankles didn't meet.  He brought
the cord down through Laura's ankle restraint and tied
another knot.  He pulled the cord tightly and tied it to the
center of the base board.  The two girls were lying face up
pressed together along the entire length of the sides of their
bodies.  Randall took more lengths of cord and fixed each
girl's free wrist and ankle tightly to the nearest corner of the
bed.  He stopped to enjoy the view.  Then he reached into
the night stand nearest Kim Ann and removed a prod gag. 
It looked like a giant baby's pacifier with straps.

     With one hand he pulled Kim Ann's chin down.  She was
shaking her head very slightly in the negative, but he
ignored her.  He pushed the prod firmly into her mouth
filling almost the entire cavity.  Then he connected and
tightened one set of straps behind her head, another over the
top of her head, and a third under her chin which held her
mouth tightly closed.  Kim Ann's eyes were wide.

     He gave her nipple a tight squeeze and watched Kim
Ann's nostrils flare in response.

     Smiling, he moved around the bed to Laura's side and
removed a similar gag.  Laura made no protest as he affixed
it to her.  When he squeezed her nipple she just shut her
eyes and sighed through her nose.  She was still extremely
worked up and unlike Kim Ann hadn't had any release.

     Then Randall left the room for a while.  The two girls
almost went out of their minds with curiosity and concern
about what he was up to.  The feel of their bodies pressing
together and the days events was also fueling their sexual
drive.  When they had been washing themselves in the
bathroom they hadn't said anything, hadn't even looked at
each other.  Now they felt like talking but couldn't do so. 
They could hardly even see each other without lifting their
heads and craning their necks.  And on the couple of times
when they did so were able to communicate little else but a
sense of apprehension and helplessness.  So they lay back
and listened intently.  Randall was making little noises in the
kitchen.  In fact, he was preparing and eating a light lunch. 
That, and he was making them wait, letting the tension
build.

     He sat at the kitchen table chewing his sandwich and
considering his next moves.  Deflowering Laura had been an
act of romance.  In Kim Ann's case it was going to be an act
of control.  He finished and sat for several more minutes,
mulling tactics.  Then he tossed the empty coke can in the 
trash.  He cleaned the kitchen, washing up and putting things 
away.  One last look around to be sure everything was neat, 
then he turned toward the bedroom.

     As he entered two heads craned up to stare over their
own nakedness at him.  Seeing that he held no instruments
of torture, Laura and then Kim Ann let their heads fall back. 
They were both in a terrible state of anxiety and sexual
tension.  Randall walked up to the bed and looked down. 
Laura's arousal was especially betrayed by the dampness of 
her crotch.  He climbed into the bed and positioned himself 
with one knee between each girl's spread legs.  Because the 
bed was so big, their legs were spread rather wide.  He 
looked down into their faces and smiled.  He reached up and 
took an inside nipple from each girl and began squeezing.  
Laura's breast seemed to swell almost hungrily at the 
intrusion.  Kim Ann's nipple had been sleek and soft; it soon 
began to tighten and crinkle.

     Randall wanted to bring both girls to a peak of sexual
tension together.  Laura was much closer so he spent most
of his efforts keeping her in check and getting Kim Ann
aroused.  He lowered himself onto their bodies.  They each
could feel his cock and balls resting where their thighs
joined.  He moved his hands to their outside breasts and
began to suck on first one and then the other of their inside
breasts.  He nipped at them with his teeth and ran his tongue
over and around the tender flesh.

     He sucked Kim Ann's nipple into his mouth and listened
to her sudden intake of air.  He loved her smell.  He loved
the feel of her warm skin on his lips.  He loved the feel of
her large crinkled rock hard nipple against the roof of his
mouth.  Her breasts were so sensitive she was almost frantic
with the sensations.  She thrashed under him and he could
feel her moisture against his leg.

     He leaned over and sucked on Laura's breast.  She was
already so hot his leg was sliding against the slickness of her
pussy, oozing against the warmth and wetness which was
smearing his upper thigh.  As he played with her tit there
was no doubt, she was actively trying to rub her clit against
him, to finally bring herself off and relieve the tremendous
sexual pressure she was feeling.  He moved his hand down
to her pussy and insinuated his fingers into her cleft and
rubbed against the engorged little bud.  Laura felt a flash of
heat.  Her sexual temperature jumped but the orgasm which
had been so close suddenly seemed to be on hold.  She
groaned with passion and disappointment.

     Randall moved his other hand down to Kim Ann's pussy. 
He started rubbing her in a different way.  Her sexual
temperature also jumped but it seemed to propel her even
more quickly toward another climax.

     He listened to their labored breathing and felt their flesh
squirm under and against his own.  When he judged Kim
Ann was getting close, he stopped licking on their breasts
and kissed his way down their bodies toward their hips.  He
never stopped playing with either of their cunts.  They could
feel his balls sliding down their leg, over the cord than held
them together, and beyond.

     When his head was at crotch level, he brought both
knees between Kim Ann's legs and positioned his mouth
over her clit.  His right hand was still working on Laura
who was out of her mind with lust.  He moved his left hand
away from Kim Ann's cunt and pushed it under her left
thigh.  He sucked her upper pussy flesh into his mouth and
begin to rapidly lick his tongue up and down the love
grotto.  On each pass the tip of his tongue would slap
against Kim Ann's clit--first up, then down, then up again. 
He could feel the little pearl stiffen and grow even larger. 
He heard the sounds of rising passion in her breathing. 
Mostly he could feel her body closing in another crushing
climax.  His left shoulder was pressed against Kim Ann's
thigh, his arm all the way up her body and squeezing her 
breast.  She was right on the verge.  It was all he could do
to hold Laura back with his other hand.

     Then when he judged the moment right, he removed his
hand from Laura's cunt and brought it quickly under his
own chest and up into Kim Ann's slit.  His fingers were
completely wet with Laura's juices.  Laura was squirming
and moaning with inflamed frustration.  Randall had left her
right on the edge but gave her no means to push herself
over.

     Randall quickly reached over and pinched Kim Ann's left
nipple, he changed his tongue motion from up and down to
side to side and pressed in much harder and even faster, and
he brought one finger up into Kim Ann's vagina and another
into her anus.  The combined stimulation drove her way
over the brink and she started to spasm chaotically.  The
sounds emanating from her throat and coming out through
her nose were almost pathetic in their intensity.

     And the combination of those sounds, her own passion,
and the feel of Kim Ann's thrashing body rubbing and
pounding against her own side finally drove Laura to
the climax which had been so long delayed.  Without
actually being touched, she orgasmed.  Laura's sounds of
passion and convulsions shook against Kim Ann and drove
her to an even higher peak of ecstasy.

     As soon as Laura started to come, Randall scooted up
Kim Ann's body and thrust his prick into her cunt.  She was
so aroused and Randall so deft that she hardly even noticed
the loss of her maidenhead.   He rested on his elbows on
either side of her neck and stared into her eyes as he began a
series of quick rhythmic lunges against her pussy.  He was
working to insure that her clit received a big squeeze and
that his balls would slap sharply against the crack in her ass
with each cycle.  He timed them to coincide with her
orgasmic rhythm and rapidly brought her to a higher
and quicker set of contractions.  Her eyes were staring into
his own.  Her head was contorting wildly around.  He
pressed his elbows together against her head to hold it
steady and thrust even harder.

     Laura was still spasming but her contractions were
damping out.  Randall could feel the tension in her body
starting to dissipate.  He thrust even harder.  Kim Ann was
terribly close now, he could sense it.  He wanted to drive
her over the brink and get to Laura before she cooled off
and started to get drowsy.

     And then, it was there.  Kim Ann seemed to enter an
even higher state of excitement, as if her orgasm was having
an orgasm.  It was all Randall could do to hold her head
still.  He pressed his lips against her forehead.  He reached
down and around and squeezed both of Kim Ann's nipples
at once.  She seemed to shriek through her nose.  With a
couple more thrusts he let himself come into her.  His seed
exploded and drenched her cunt with cum.  Kim Ann
shrieked again and then blacked out.  That was what
Randall had been working toward.

     He allowed himself a couple of moments to savor the
feel of Kim Ann's sweat drenched body under his, the
spasming contractions of her vaginal muscles against his 
still throbbing prick.  Then he eased himself out of her taking 
care to maintain his erection and moved off of her side of the 
bed.

     Laura was drained but alert and watching him.  He
quickly removed Kim Ann's gag and tossed it lightly on the
floor.  The way it cut down on her oxygen had contributed
to the intensity of the experience.  He undid her right arm
and leg, leaving on the restraints but tossing the cords aside. 
Then he moved down and undid the cord that held their legs
together.  Finally, he untied Laura's outside leg.

     He again moved between her legs and raising them a
little pressed his mouth against her cunt.  She tried to grunt
in protest but had no leverage--of any sort.  He began
licking her, moving his fingers underneath to play with her
anus and lower pussy.  Within moments she was again hot
and ripe for action.  Then he moved up and undid her gag
but not her arms.  Laura could still feel the sleeping Kim
Ann's arm pressed against her own.  Randall moved up and
positioned himself over Laura, the tip of his prick right over
the outer ring of her love tunnel.  He removed her gag.  She
was breathing raggedly.  He moved his head down so that
his lips were just an inch away from hers.  He could feel her
hot breath all over the bottom of his face.  Then he looked
into her eyes, his belly pressed against hers, his chest
pressed into her breasts, and did nothing.

     The tableau held for several long moments.  Laura was
primed for another orgasm.  She was hot and wet and
couldn't understand why Randall just hovered there.  She
looked into his eyes and felt his flesh pressing against hers. 
She could feel his breath on her lips.  She could feel the
head of his dick lightly tapping against her hungry cunt.  She
suddenly cried out like an animal and pressed her pelvis up
against his penis.  She felt his cock slide into her with a
welcome warmth and pressure.  She pressed her head up
against his and shoved her tongue into his mouth.

     It was what he had been waiting for.  Expertly he thrust
into and against her until they had both come again.

     When the throbbing contractions of their orgasms were
finally over, Laura lay exhausted but not unconscious at
Randall's side.  He had reached up and undone the final
cords and then positioned himself between the two girls. 
He laid Kim Ann on her side facing him and then lay
back with her belly and one tit pressed up into his right side. 
He had draped her upper leg over his and rested her head in
the crook of his arm.  He lay that way staring at the ceiling
and waiting to see what Laura would do.  He could sense 
that she was in the throws of an internal debate.

     To turn her back or to otherwise ignore him was to
invite future retribution.  But what did he want.  He hadn't
said anything.  What did she want?  She asked herself this
question and was confused by the feelings it provoked.  She
was stuck.  There were all kinds of limits on what she could
do anyway.  And she was feeling drowsy and sated.  'Aw
what the fuck,' she would sort it out later.

     She rolled over and pressed her body up against
Randall's so that her breast and belly were pressed into his
other side.  She draped her leg over his.  She looked down
and saw that Kim Ann's free arm was lying against her side. 
Somehow that didn't seem right.  She reached over and took
it.  They were both still wearing restraints.  She draped Kim
Ann's forearm across Randall's belly.  Her other arm was
over her head as was Randall's.  That didn't seem right
either.  She lifted herself up on one elbow and looked down
into Randall's face.  He smiled up at her and she found
herself smiling back.  She brought her left arm up and
moved his free arm down to make a pillow for her head. 
Then she slid her right arm down between their bodies and
lowered herself to rest against his side.  She looked over
into Kim Ann's sleeping face and almost without thinking
brought her free hand down and rested it on Randall's
crotch.  Idly she begin toying with his prick until it was
semi-engorged.  She soon fell asleep.

     Randall lay there and thought about what had occurred. 
After a long while he became aware of Laura's regular
breathing and that her hand was now resting limply on his
crotch.  He slept too.

     The next morning both girls seemed in excellent spirits. 
They all showered together and Randall made them
breakfast.  He also made them stay naked and wearing their
collars and restraints until it was time for them to leave. 
They didn't seem to mind.

     Then they were gone.  The collars and restraints were
hanging in the hall closet.  Both girls had gotten dressed and
left.  Randall had watched them walk together out of the
building and toward campus.  They were chatting with each
other about how they were going to spend their summers.

     Randall knew they would both be back in the fall.

                      *   *   *   *   *

     The next day Randall was already thinking about adding
a third and final girl to his stable.  Master Eugene had three,
so why shouldn't he.  Of course he wasn't going to add more
because the first rule of the Mart was, don't be conspicuous. 
Don't do anything that draws unwelcome attention.  His
experimenting with Laura and Kim Ann were already risky
enough.  Without Master Eugene's intervention he would be
dead twice over.  But with the Master's approval, why not
go for three.

     He was looking over files and considering.  He had a
blond Anglo and an Oriental brunette.  Was there such a
thing as a red headed Mexican girl?  Not at Briar Oaks in
any case.  There was only one black girl and she was very
bright indeed.  She was also a dog.  Randall had a class with
her the year before.

     There was a very pretty Lebanese girl whom he knew. 
He checked her file.  She had checked out and wouldn't be
back.  Some kind of family problems.  Oh well.  The
problem was that Briar Oaks was over 90% Anglo.

     He spent most of the week working on the problem and
decided that as long as it was going to be another Anglo, he
might as well go for a redhead.  He had just about made his
final selection when he overheard something in the
administration building which sent him back to his
computer.  Old Professor Andrews from the English
Department was making some off-handed and slightly
obscene comments about a pretty young new faculty
member who would be joining them in the fall.  That alone
might not have done it if he hadn't also mentioned
something about a wonderful head of auburn hair.  'Auburn
is a lovely color,' Randall thought to himself and made
mental note to check the new teacher out before making any
decisions.

     It didn't take him long to find what he was looking for. 
Penelope Taylor, one of three new hires, and the only one
joining the English faculty, was just about to turn twenty-
two.  He used the data on from her personnel records to
cross check with everything else he could find.  University
records, high school records, financial stuff.  He soon had
everything on her that the three major credit reporting
agencies knew and much, much more.

     Miss Taylor was five foot seven or eight.  The records
didn't agree.  Call her five foot seven and a half.  Just an
inch or so shorter than Laura.  A hundred and twenty
pounds.  Well, women always lied about their weight.  Call
her one twenty-five.  Some indications she was athletic. 
Hmmmm.  Her driver's license record listed her hair color as
red.  But for some reason he couldn't call up the picture. 
He spent several additional hours digging and considering. 
He was sorry there didn't seem to be any computer pictures
of her which he could access.

     Wait a second, she was already here.  The housing
records listed her current address as faculty row.  How
could he find her?  He ran a locator program of his own
creation through the entire school computer system.  The
head librarian's calendar listed her name at 2:00 on
Thursday.  Alright, he'd be there.

     He was.  And Miss Taylor was a knockout.  Was it
worth the risk trying his strong arm tactics on her?  Would
they work?  He'd have to talk it over with Master Eugene
before he made any moves. 

     What was this.  No library tour?  He volunteered to help
her out.  And it certainly never hurt to get a little more
information.  By the end of the afternoon he was hoping
that the Master would give his blessing to the project.

                      *   *   *   *   *

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