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Subject: {ASSM} Part 11 - Blackmailed Into Bondage (MF, FF, Bond)
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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 11 - Blackmailed Into Bondage
by Zebulon
* * * * *
Randall reached down with one hand and stroked
Penny's hair. He carelessly tossed the bundle of bills aside
then brought his free hand under her chin and lifted her, still
on her knees, to a more erect position. He looked deeply
into her eyes and she looked back into his. He continued to
hold her chin with one hand as his other hand slipped down
and stimulated first one breast, then the other, and then
continued down to her crotch. He could feel her shift
weight slightly to make the access easier for him and smiled
to himself. He reached in with several fingers and began
toying with her clit and pussy lips. She was already wet.
Within a very short time she was humming sensuously and
floating on the edge of her first orgasm since she left the
mansion.
Just then, there came a knock at the door. Penny was
startled and started to turn, but he gripped her chin more
firmly and shook his head, no. His fingers in her slit keep
moving. The watch on his wrist said exactly 8:16. "Come,"
he called out. Penny heard the doorknob rattle. But it had
locked when she closed it. A second later she heard a key
in the lock. 'How had anyone gotten a key to her home?'
The door swung open. Footsteps entered. The door swung
closed. The footsteps walked up behind her. For a frozen
moment she thought she was about to be shot, but there
was nothing she could do about it.
Her Master continued masturbating her--holding her
close to the edge without letting her tumble over. He
looked up and nodded his head in the direction of her
bedroom. Penny caught a peripheral glimpse of two figures
as they disappeared around the corner. One was carrying a
satchel. 'Kim Ann and Laura' she thought, and relaxed.
Randall accelerated his stroking and moved his other
hand from Penny's chin to her left breast. He palmed and
massaged it with his entire hand and then concentrated on
the nipple. She sucked in her breath and felt very near an
orgasm.
"Do you like that?" he asked.
She looked up into his face but there was no particular
expression to read. "Yes, Master."
"Would you like to come?"
"Oh yes, Master, very much so." She had been warned
the week before that a slave only takes pleasure at her
Master's bidding. And after the sexual saturation of that
weekend, the last warning Carolena gave her was not to test
this restriction. She hadn't . . . and was about ready to bust.
He suddenly stopped his fondling and sat back. Her eyes
went wide and her frustration was almost palpable. "And so
you shall." He smiled down at her. "But first . . ."
'But first, what?' she wondered.
She followed her Master's gaze to see the two girls
returning from the bedroom. They, too , were dressed only
in collars and restraints. Laura was carrying some chains in
one hand.
"She's beautiful, isn't she girls?" Laura and Kim Ann
nodded almost in unison.
"Who do you find most attractive, Penny?"
'What was this?' She looked at them closely. They were
both quite pretty, but she had more negative associations
with Laura. "Kim Ann," she said.
He smiled and then nodded to the two girls. Laura
walked up behind Penny and grabbed the back of her collar.
She felt Laura clip on a leash. First one and then the other
of her were arms pulled up behind her and the restraints
fastened together. Then her linked wrists were pulled up
and connected to the collar by another short length of chain.
As this was going on, Penny was aware that Kim Ann
was standing before the Master who had removed his own
clothes. He began playing with Kim Ann the way he had
with Penny earlier. In a very short time, Laura had finished
her trussing of Penny and Kim Ann was hot and ready.
Laura stepped back and, gave the leash a shake. "O.K.,"
she said.
The Master stopped his rubbing and turned Kim Ann so
that she was facing Penny. He wrapped one arm around her
and fondled a breast as he spoke. "These two girls have
worked very hard, and they are very horny." Kim Ann's
eyes were closed and her pubic patch glistened with
moisture. He sat back on the couch, pulling Kim Ann after
him. He carefully positioned her over his stiff prick and
lowered her onto it. Kim Ann sighed as his hot shaft
plunged up into her. "I think they deserve a reward, don't
you?" His own legs were only slightly spread. He had
grabbed Kim Ann's upper thighs and pulled them wide
apart.
"Y . . .yes, Master." Penny was staring at Kim Ann's
cunt and could see where this was leading.
Randall nodded at Laura and then said to Penny, "show
me how well you can reward her."
Laura tugged downward on the collar. Penny dropped
back to her knees and inched forward. Her head was on a
level with Kim Ann's neck. The master was massaging the
inside of Kim Ann's thighs and rocking her very gently
across his lap. Kim Ann's eyes were closed and her head
was lolling back on Master Randall's shoulder. Her
breathing was rapid.
Penny wasn't sure where to start, but Laura relieved her
of the need to figure it out. She felt the tall blond grab a fist
full of her hair and position her mouth over one of Kim
Ann's tits. Penny closed her eyes and began to suck. She
was surprised at how hot the nipple felt and how quickly it
turned hard under her lips and tongue. Kim Ann was
moaning deliciously in response. After a while, Laura
pulled her head back and repositioned it over the other tit.
Penny continued sucking and licking as she had been taught
the weekend before.
Master Randall was observing both Laura and Penny
carefully from over Kim Ann's shoulder. Laura was
following his instructions perfectly. Penny was clearly lost
in her sexual responses and was following Laura's guidance
with enthusiasm. He could feel the muscles in Kim Ann's
vagina clenching and unclenching in time to Penny's slowly
changing oral techniques. After he had seen enough he
nodded to Laura. She pulled Penny's head back and then
guided it down to between Kim Ann's legs.
Penny opened her eyes and saw the wet black love
triangle rising up to meet her. She could see the bottom of
her Master's shaft protruding from Kim Ann's twitching
cunt. The Master's balls seemed to be slowly rolling in
response. When her lips were only inches away, she felt
Laura release her hair and step back. The leash went slack.
Penny took a deep breath of the womanly aroma wafting
up from below, then tentatively stuck her tongue out and
lowered it to Kim Ann's clit. The little half-oriental
shuddered at the touch and groaned deeply. Penny felt a
little thrill run through her. Her own cunt was wet and
throbbing. She sucked Kim Ann's clit into her pursed lips
and ran her tongue all around the little nub. Kim Ann
started to shake on her Master's prick.
For several long minutes Penny worked the entire slit, up
and down, side to side. Then dipped down to lick the base
of her Master's penis and his balls. She felt a tug on the
leash. So up she came again and continued working on Kim
Ann until the young girl was completely blind with lust.
Kim Ann was bopping up and down on her Master's
shaft, trying hard to bring herself off. Penny was doing a
wonderful job. But Master Randall was using both hands to
fondle her tits, stalling her climax while making her even
hornier.
And then the moment was right. Master Randall felt
Penny face pressing in, sucking with a series of long hard
strokes. He released Kim Ann and felt her practically
explode on his lap. She cried out in Chinese as she came,
and to his own surprise, Randall felt himself climax as well.
It wasn't exactly part of his game plan, but he closed his
eyes and allowed himself to enjoyed it.
Laura pulled back on the leash and Penny sat up.
After considerable heavy breathing all around, the
Master lifted a limp Kim Ann off of his lap, and looked
ruefully down at his own messy crotch.
On her own initiative, Laura decided to do something
about that. She tugged on the leash and said, "lick it up."
Penny looked down uncertainly and then went to work. As
she did, the Master and Laura looked into each other's eyes
and both smiled. When Penny was finished, the Master's
rod was still slick with saliva but clean. And it was again
hard. He nodded to Laura and watched Penny's face
carefully.
On cue, Laura tugged the leash and said, "O.K., slut, it's
my turn." Meek acquiescence played across Penny's face.
She followed her student to her bedroom and found the only
light came from an oil lamp. The light cast stark shadows
across the room.
Once they were alone, Laura's attitude softened
considerably. The Tuesday before she had been carefully
instructed by her Master about the events of this evening
and her part. The Master had expected Penny to choose
Kim Ann as her favorite, but it would have made no
difference in the sequence of events. Had she chosen Laura,
they would have acted out exactly the same roles. The
important thing, he had said--half to himself--is that she be
made to chose her own fate. It was the Master who told
her to call her a slut before leading her to the bedroom so he
could see how she reacted.
Laura turned and released the leash. She reached up
with both hands and held Penny's face, looking deeply into
her eyes. The Master had impressed upon her the need to
do this. When she had asked why. He had replied that she
would see herself and learn something.
So now she was looking and trying to learn. She saw
uncertainty. She saw repressed rebellion. She saw
resignation. She saw what was probably a great deal of
lust. Laura dropped one hand down to Penny's crotch and
felt the wetness. She watched the redhead's facial reactions
to her fondling. Her eyes slowly closed and her nostrils
started to gently flare. Definitely a great deal of lust. She
saw a vast and profound unhappiness. It hit her--she was
seeing herself a year earlier.
The hand stopped moving and she froze with the
realization. Penny's eyes sprang open--a questioning look
on her face.
And then another realization--she wasn't unhappy now.
She thought about her most recent trips home. Each one
had left her more irritable than the last. She had supposed
this was due to her entrapment. But she now realized that
she had actually been missing her Master. It was a shocking
and liberating realization. Master Randall had somehow
brought peace and security to her life. All she had to do
was serve him faithfully and well and all other problems
dissolved.
She looked back into Penny's face and smiled. The
teacher felt the transformation and wondered what it meant.
Laura found herself feeling for her poor fellow slave. "It's
going to be all right," she said, in a kind and hopeful voice.
"It really is. I know you don't understand that yet. But
things are going to be wonderful. You'll see."
Penny had no idea what this was all about, but she felt
the tall blond's sincerity. She wanted desperately to believe
her. With a sudden welling of emotion she seemed to lose
her former hostility toward Laura and felt a rush of warmth
and trust.
Laura saw the change in Penny's features--the relaxation
and release. She smiled even more broadly into her face and
then impulsively leaned forward to kiss her. Penny tilted her
head and kissed her back. For long minutes their lips and
tongues intertwined. Laura felt reborn. Penny felt
profoundly lustful.
Still smiling, Laura led Penny to the bed. "The Master
wants you to pleasure me before coming yourself." She
removed the leash and turned the bound girl around. She
unclipped the chain that linked Penny's wrists to the back of
the collar. Then she clipped the wrist cuffs and used the
short chain to reattach them. Penny's wrists were now
cuffed behind her about a foot apart. Laura pointed down
at the bed and Penny lay on her back, hands at her hips.
The bed itself was little more than a box spring and
mattress on a steel frame. Laura and Kim Ann had moved it
out away from the wall and then removed the little wheels.
With the hollow steel legs digging into the rug, it wasn't
about to move. Laura brought out a cord with two large
leather cuffs attached and proceeded to cuff first one and
then the other of Penny's elbows. The cord ran under the
steel frame of the bed. Laura cinched it tight and Penny
found her arms frozen tightly against the top of the
mattress. Laura then pulled one of Penny's shapely legs off
the side of the bed and brought her foot almost down to the
floor. She tied the ankle restraint to the steel leg. She
trussed the other leg the same way so that Penny's legs were
spread wide.
Penny felt hopelessly vulnerable and was waiting to see
what would come next.
Over the past year-and-a-half Laura had learned to be as
turned on by women as by men, and Miss Taylor certainly
had a beautiful body. She bent over and sucked first one of
her nipples and then the other. She let her hand slip down
between Penny's legs and sink into the warm, moist flesh.
Penny groaned luxuriously in response. Laura climbed up
onto the bed and positioned herself with one knee on either
side of the bound teachers head. She looked down between
her own legs into Penny's face and then let her eyes travel
downward. As she examined the bound form spread out
before her she felt a sexual rush. She carefully lowered
herself onto Ms. Taylor's waiting face. Laura felt another
wonderful rush when the teacher's warm breath first played
across her pussy lips. Laura closed her eyes and felt
somehow calm and complete. She was doing her Master's
bidding and he was seeing to her pleasure. Suddenly she felt
a tongue working its way up and around her slit.
She lowered herself the rest of the way and leaned
forward until her own mouth was hovering over Penny's
pubic mound. She loved the feel of Penny's tits pressing up
into her abdomen and the feel of her own nipples as they
played along the supple skin beneath her. She alternatively
licked and blew hot air across Penny's cunt as the teacher
nibbled, sucked, and licked her twat. She was careful not to
let the restrained redhead get too close to a climax as she
got closer and closer to her own. The slick and sensuous
film of sweat between their bodies felt wonderful as their
skin slid across each other. In very short order, Laura was
grunting and panting into Penny's crotch as her ass wiggled
back and forth and her pussy played more and more and
more rapidly across the young teacher's mouth.
Despite her incredible lust, Penny quickly realized she
wasn't about to come herself this way. At least not until
Laura had. So she concentrated on bringing the sexy blond
to climax. The feel of Laura's body rubbing against hers
was driving her nuts and fueled the passion with which she
was sucking and licking at the blond snatch above her. The
muffled sounds of Laura's responses and quickening pace of
her movements were stoking her own sexual fervor. She
sensed the young student getting closer and closer.
And then it came. Laura gripped Penny's thighs almost
painfully as she ground her pelvis down into that delicious
mouth and felt the waves of pleasure wash over her. She
pressed her face against Penny's crotch and almost sobbed
with pleasure.
Penny felt the convulsions and redoubled her tongue
movements. Eventually she felt Laura lift herself off of her
face and fall off to one side. She groaned deliciously.
There were a couple of minutes of heavy breaths blowing
along her leg. Then she felt Laura rise up and reposition
herself for another go around. Penny was disappointed that
she was going to have to wait even longer for her own turn,
but secretly delighted that she had done such a good job on
Laura.
* * * * *
In the mean time, Randall and Kim Ann were reaching
the climax of a little discussion. After the other two had
left, her Master had reached into another coat pocket and
removed one of those new pocket computers. It was very
expensive and allowed him to access his own computer
through some kind of cellular phone contact. He walked
into the kitchen saying only, "come."
She came.
He took a bottle of wine out of the refrigerator and
found two glasses. Pouring them each a drink he said, "it
might interest you to know that I've saved your father's life
twice this month." He handed her a glass and look into her
face. He saw a mixture of relief and concern. She took the
glass and sipped cautiously. Picking up his own glass and
the computer, he moved to sit at the table. "There is an
agent in Hong Kong who seems somewhat obsessed with
your father's activities. He keeps sending in reports and is
getting concerned about the lack of action." He paused
reflectively, "of course, so far, no one has seen his reports
except me."
Kim Ann was still standing where he had left her,
looking very small and scared.
Randall asked, "Do you want to keep your father alive?"
She nodded.
"Then we've got three options. One, we can get a
warning to him. The phones and mail are out--agents have
those monitored. But I've worked out a program that can
sneak a message though a computer link-up. The message
is from you. It warns him to shut down and go into hiding.
You tell him you'll do the same and not to worry, that you'll
find him when the time is right." He held out the little
computer. The message was on the screen. She came over,
took the device and started reading.
After a while he continued, "option two, we can arrange
to have the agent eliminated." She looked up quickly.
"Killed," he said, to make his meaning clear. "I've figured
out a way to get this guy wiped out and make it look like an
accident. But if you want to do this, you've got to move
quickly."
Kim Ann looked questioningly.
He shrugged and explained. "There is an order which is
scheduled to go out to an assassin in the area. The assassin
is supposed to call in to get his instructions . . ." he looked
up at the clock, ". . . in just about an hour. Now, there is a
relatively rare malfunction which occurs in some large
processors when a certain transistor blows. It can cause
two or more messages to be garbled together before
transmission. I've got a program which will cause that
transistor to overload in the CIA's main data transfer station
in Asia and then send out a carefully garbled message to
have the assassin bump off the agent. After the message is
sent, the program erases all reported references to your
father and then erases itself." He paused and looked
extremely pleased with his own cleverness. "After the agent
gets killed, it looks to all concerned like a terrible accident
and there is absolutely no way to detect that it wasn't. Your
father will still be at risk, but it ought to be some time
before another agent catches up with him."
There was a very long pause while Kim Ann considered
all this. Then she asked, "and the third option?"
"Both of the above. Wipe out the agent and send the
message." He looked at her purposefully. "That's the most
certain way of keeping him alive in the long run." He
reached up and she handed him the computer. He tapped
some keys and then laid it on the table facing her. The
screen said, 'Program Option . . .?' He said, "type in a 1, 2,
or 3, and then hit enter--everything else will happen
automatically."
She took another sip of wine and considered her
Master's words. Her eyes were fixed on the little green
screen. Randall drank some of his own wine and watched
her.
"How long do I have to decide, Master?" she asked.
"Well, the assassin is scheduled to call in a little less than
an hour from now, but of course he might call later," and
then added meaningfully, "and he might call earlier. Once
he calls, you'll know because he will have gotten his correct
message and options 2 and 3 will disappear from that
screen."
After only a slight hesitation, Kim Ann reached down,
tapped the 3 and hit enter. The screen said, 'Please Wait.'
For a long moment nothing happened. Kim Ann looked
drawn and nervous. Then the screen said, 'Program
Successfully Completed." Kim Ann looked as if she didn't
know whether to relax or to become more nervous. Randall
smiled.
* * * * *
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