Message-ID: <1263eli$9706061155@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/1263> Path: qz!not-for-mail Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: phuleslv@hotmail.com (Kate) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.bondage,alt.stories.erotic,alt.sex.stories.moderated Subject: Katy's Surrender - part 1 - Repost - (blackmail,bondage) Katy Surrenders - Part 1 The phone was ringing as Katy unlocked the door into her house. She had just returned from a short trip to the mall to pick up a couple of new outfits. A few days earlier she had finished up her second year at college and had returned home to spend the summer with her parents. She soon realized her summer wardrobe was completely inadequate and immediately jumped into the task of rejuvenating it. Her dad's credit card came in very handy for that. These last few days had been very enjoyable, Katy decided. Her parents were very well off and were not expecting her to get a summer job. Instead, she would be taking a couple of classes at the local college and otherwise having the summer off. The classes would be to brush up on her French because in the fall she would be flying to Paris to spend her junior year in France. Katy was ecstatic when she found out she had been accepted into the exchange program and had pleaded and begged her father to agree to pay her expenses for the year. He was at first reluctant to spend so much money for her to go to a foreign country when, according to him, she could learn French just fine at her own college. Eventually he consented, but only after she had promised to work very hard and get very good grades, etc, etc. The usual routine, Katy thought, and she knew it well. Now she looked forward to a relaxed summer of classes and getting ready for her year in Europe. Juggling her packages and the door key, she finally opened the door and ran to the phone. "Hello?" "Hello, Katy," the voice on the phone answered. It was a boy but she did not recognize him. She assumed it was one of her schoolmates also back from college for the summer. Katy was well accustomed to getting phone calls from boys. "Hi. Who's this?" "This is Josh, Katy. Your friend Beth's brother? Remember me?" "Oh sure. Hi Josh. You looking for Beth? She's not here. I haven't seen her today at all." Katy didn't especially like Josh. He was four years younger and, of course, still in high school. She thought of him as she thought of all high school boys now, as a pimply-faced, hormone-soaked annoyance. She could still remember the time back in high school when she and her prom date had gone to pick up Beth and her date. For the whole time they were in the house waiting for Beth to get ready Josh's unblinking eyes had been riveted to Katy's cleavage. Her prom dress was a little daring but not that much, she thought. From then on, whenever she thought of Josh, that is what she remembered. She wanted this phone call to end quickly. "No. I'm not looking for Beth. I wanted to talk to you." "Me?? Uh, ok... what's up?" "Well, I have something I need to show you. Something you will definitely want to see. I want to come over to your house right now to show it to you." "Show me what? What are you talking about?" Katy could not imagine what Josh might have that would be of interest to her. She was getting annoyed. "It's not something I want to discuss over the phone. Trust me though. You will be very interested in what I have to show you. Let me come over, give me two minutes of your time and if you aren't interested, I'll leave. Okay?" Katy decided that Josh had some sort of fund raising project going on and reluctantly agreed to let him come over. Beth was her close friend and she didn't want Josh to tell his sister that she had been rude to him. "Ok. But only two minutes. I've got a lot of errands to run this afternoon." "Ok, Katy, I'll be at your door in five minutes. See ya." It was actually less than five minutes later when Katy saw Josh come up the driveway on his bicycle. In another minute, Josh was sitting on the living room sofa opening up his backpack. Out came a small audio cassette player. "You're selling tapes now Josh?', asked Katy curiously. "Not exactly. You'll see. Why don't you sit down and I'll show you what I got." Katy sat in a chair across from the sofa and waited as Josh readied the cassette. She notice that he was not as skinny or pimply as she had remembered. He had grown and filled out in the past year. With more bulk and less acne he was not quite as geeky looking as he was a year ago when she had last seen him. Josh pressed a button on the machine. Katy heard a voice on the tape. It was her own voice and then Beth's. She felt the blood rush out of her head and was suddenly very faint as she realized what was happening. Somehow Josh had made a recording of a conversation between herself and Beth that had taken place last December when they were both home on Christmas break. Katy remembered the circumstances clearly. It was in Beth's room. She was telling Beth, in supreme confidence, about her plans for Spring break. The taped conversation explicitly described how she planned to acquiesce to her father's wishes and pretend to go to a Christian retreat in Texas during the spring break. Instead, however, her plan was to go with a boyfriend and another couple to Florida and have a fun-filled week of beer drinking, swimming, T-shirt contests, and whatever else came with it. The tape was damning. It even recorded her snotty, spoiled-brat laughter at her father's gullibility. Katy listened in shocked horror as her brain feverishly thought to find ways out of this predicament. Clearly, Josh was going to be very difficult. She struggled to figure out a way to deny the validity of the recording but it seemed hopeless. Josh then hammered nails into her coffin by pulling out a sheath of papers. Examining them she recognized them as printouts of e-mail messages she had sent to Beth from college before and after the Florida excursion. Many of these contained graphic stories of her experiences. Katy was barely able to speak. "How.. how did you, uh, get all this stuff?" She was still too unnerved to be angry but she could feel that emotion starting to come out. "The tape was easy.. just stuck a microphone in Beth's room and fished the wire through to my room. The e-mails I got because I figured out Beth's password and I can get into telnet to her account at college without her knowing it. Cool, huh?" "I can't believe this. You're a little worm, a despicable little ogre. Give me this and get out of my house." "You can have it all. I've got lots of copies of the tape and of the e-mails. I brought these for you to keep." Katy was now red with both rage and desperation. "Why are you doing this you little bastard?" "Be nice, Katy. No need to get upset. This is how it is. Unless you agree to my demands I will turn all of this stuff over to your father. Now, I know very well how your father is going to take this. He won't be happy. I would say that the first thing he'll probably do is cancel your year in France. At the least, right? Probably he'll do lots more won't he? Like maybe take you out of college?" Katy's father was one of the most conservative men in their community of conservative families. He had been very reluctant to let Katy attend the liberal arts college instead of the Christian fundamentalist university he had preferred for her. And Katy knew all too well how this tape would affect her. Her life would be ruined. She tried to think of a way out this mess but could not. What wondered what his demands might be. Maybe they weren't too unreasonable. "What do you want? Money?" "Nope. Don't need money. It's YOU I want." Shit, she thought. The little perv wants sex. She had to bargain her way out of this. "What exactly do you mean by that?" "Okay. Here are my demands. From this point on you will be my personal slave. You will obey my every command completely. If you don't agree or if you don't comply perfectly with my demand I send the package to your folks." Katy was incredulous. "You have GOT to be kidding!!!" What followed was a long stream of invectives and curses aimed at Josh, then at pubescent boys in general, and then at Josh again. "Are you done yet?" asked Josh when Katy paused for breath. Her face was scarlet at this point. "You don't seem to be in a very good mood right now so I'll leave this stuff with you so you can think about it. But I want you to call me up tonight at 7:00 to get your first instructions as my new slave. If you don't call me at exactly 7:00, your father will have copies of this stuff tomorrow morning." Before Katy could respond, Josh was gone. Katy slumped back into the chair and stared at the tape and the papers. What could she do? She thought of calling Beth but then decided against it. She could not risk it. She could tell that Josh had planned this whole thing well and had probably predicted many of her possible reactions. She would be foolish to react too hastily. She did not doubt he was capable of following through with his threat. Just then she heard the sound of her mother's car coming up the drive. Quickly she grabbed the tape and the papers and ran up the stairs to her room. As she went she knew that at 7:00 she would be on the phone with Josh. She had no choice, at least not yet. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- End of part 1. Part 2 coming soon. This story is in process. Let me know if you would like it to go in any particular direction. If I like your ideas I will incorporate them. k -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> .../assm/faq.html> /