From suki@fish.com Wed Apr 02 19:05:34 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: STORY:  Sarah  1 (mff, nc, drug)
From: Suki <suki@fish.com>
Date: Wed, 02 Apr 1997 15:05:34 -0800
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Sarah

			by Suki



Sarah awoke groggily, trying to remember what had happened.  Her head
ached
a little bit, and her mouth was dry.
 
	It was dark in the roo -no, her eyes were covered with something.
Frantically, she tried to remove the eye cover and discovered that her
limbs were firmly tied apart.  Coming rapidly to full consciousness, she 
remembered what happened.

	It had been a nice evening.  She had gone over to her friends house,
the house of a liberal minded couple named Terru and John.  They'd had
dinner, a lot of wine, and had gotten stoned.  The pot had made her 
horny, and the wine tipsy.  Feeling comfortable with John and Terri she
had
opened up to them.  Sharing the fact that she was unhappy with her
relationship the Brad, and that their sex life was just so-so.  

	John and Terri had listened sympathetically and she found herself
explaining to them her fantasies, about being tied up and blindfolded
helpless for someone else's pleasure.

	Seeming interested, they had asked her questions.  Was she interested
in men only?  Had she had many experiences with pain?  Anal sex?  She
answered honestly admitting to having interest in women and that the
idea
of being topped by a woman turned her on.  Her experiences with pain had
been
limited, she explained.  She enjoyed having her nipples played with
hard,
and had been spanked.  She didn't think she would be into serious pain
at all, but she did want to explore deeper.  As for anal sex, she
occasionally
enjoyed it, but thought she was possibly not stretched enough for it.

	The pot and wine started to wear off a little, and she realized
she had said too much.  She had not meant to share with them so much of
her fantasies.  Realizing her embarrassment, they hastened to reassure
her.
'Don't worry about it,' Terri had said, your secret is safe with us.

	John had suggested he get more wine, and jumped up to do so.
A few moments later he returned with three glasses.  He handed one to
Sarah and then offered her a choice of movies from their video
collection.
Sarah chose Trading Places, which she had not seen in a while.  It did
not escape her notice that they had porno movies in the same cabinet,
some
with interesting titles like "Bondage Beauties".  She made a mental note
to ask Terri about those later.  So they started watching the video
tape.
That was about as far as Sarah remembered.  She must have fallen asleep
on the couch.  

	Funny, she mused, I never sleep that heavily.  They must have put
something in her wine.  She tried to gauge what time it was, and gave
up.  
So now what?  She asked herself.  Her clothes were still on, which
relieved
her considerably, but her arms and legs were secured very carefully to
four corners of something.  A futon frame, she decided, judging by the
hardness of the mattress.  She tested the restraints.  They were tight.
Wide buckles made out of leather were around each limb, and tied with
a rope of some sort.  Her shoes wee off (she had kicked them aside
during the evening) and she was blindfolded.

	Sunlight (sunlight?) was streaming in some window near by, and she
could feel it's heat on her arms and legs.  That meant it had to be 
Sunday morning.  She had slept the whole night.

	Sarah couldn't hear anything from within the room, but downstairs 
she could hear Terri and John (at least she assumed) moving around.  But
wait!  What if it wasn't them?  What if she was in some strange place? 
Her
heart flip-flopped and she began to struggle violently against her
bonds.
Her hands clenched making fists, and her back arched.  She hard
footsteps
coming up stairs, and she tried to twist her wrists and kick her feet,
but
the restraints didn't budge.  She heard the door to her room open, and
footsteps as someone approached the bed.  She froze.

"Good morning!" Terri exclaimed cheerfully, "I trust you slept well."

	Sarah opened her mouth to reply, but nothing came out.  Her throat
was too dry.  

"I thought your mouth might be a little parched, so I brought you
some orange juice."  Terri sat down on the bed and put her hand behind
Sarah's head.  Then, holding her head up, she helped Sarah drink the 
Juice.  When Sarah was done, Terri continued talking.

	"John and I have decided that we are going to help you forfil some
of your fantasies.  We will be in charge, and you will obey us
completely.
Any time you do not obey, or don't obey quickly enough you will be
punished.
You will also be punished just because we wish it, at times.  You will
not
speak unless spoken to directly and will address us by our first names.
If you answer a question we have asked you will end it with our names.
Your safeword will be    .  If at any time you call safeword everything
will stop and you will be released.  Do you understand everything I have
said and wish to continue?"

	Sarah hesitated, and thought a moment.  This would be forfilling
her wildest dreams.  But it was also scary, and meant giving herself up
to someone else.  She decided to go along with it.  After all, she did
have
the safeword.

"Yes Terri." She answered.

"Good," Terri said "Now lets get rid of those cloths."

	Sarah opened her mouth to protest and then hastily closed it again.
She felt her blouse being unbuttoned and then her bra unsnapped. 
Fortunately
she had worn a bra that snapped from the front.  Her skirt unbuttoned
too,
all the way down.  She felt it being slid out from under her. 

"Hmmm," Terri mused, "We cannot just leave that shirt in the way.  I
am going to undo your arms, but you may not move unless I tell you to do
so, understand?"

"Yes Terri" Sarah answered.  She heard the buckles at her wrists being
undone.

"Sit up!"

Sarah sat up stiffly, and felt her shirt being tugged off of her arms.
She was now totally naked.  A blush of embarrassment touched her cheeks.
She held her head down and began to be thankful for the blindfold.

"Lay down again," Terri ordered.  Sarah's arms were quickly rebuckled
leaving
her again, helpless.  Her breathing was coming in quick pants and she
had begun to get damp with excitement.  She felt Terri get off the bed
and
heard her move across the room.  The sound of a drawer being opened
filtered
across the room to her. 

Suddenly, a sharp pain wrenched though her body centered on one of her
nipples.  Terri had applied a nipple clamp to her.  She gasped, and
arched
her back toward the pain.  It was strong, not too strong, but enough
to fill her nipple with heat.  A second clip was added.  Sarah began
moaning.

"Tsk." Terri intoned "Too noisy. Open your mouth."  Sarah obeyed and a
small
rubber ball was placed in her mouth and buckled securly bvehind her
head.

      Terri stared down at the woman tied on the bed before her.  Her
brown
hair had spread out like a fan on the pillow.  Her legs were spread, and
the
visible lips of her sex glistened.  Her nipples stood off her chest like
two
tiny berries, red and sensative.  Terri reached for the toybox again. 
She 
pulled out two small dildos and a restrictor belt.  At least that was
what
she and John called it.  They had used it many times in the past on
Terri.
The belt buckled firmly around the waist with a wide strip of leather. 
A
slightly narrower strip of leather went down, between the hills of her
bottom
and over her lips.  It buckled in front.  Slowly, she inserted the two
toys carefully into both passages and buckled the restrainer in place.
Sarah was moaning constantly now, audibly even though the gag was there.
As a final touch, Terri reached for the jar of Tiger Balm (Chinese
Ben Gay).  Carefully she put a tiny amount directly on Sarah's clit, and
A slightly larger amount on the edges of her rear passage.  Then Terri
flipped on the vibrators and left the room.


  
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End of Part 1