Message-ID: <2010eli$9707101451@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/2010.txt> From: phuleslv@hotmail.com (Kate) Subject: Katy's Surrender - part 2 (blackmail, bondage, humiliation) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail 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> X-Original-Message-ID: <33c41120.27739541@news.sover.net> Katy Surrenders - Part 2 Josh stared at the clock next to his bed. It was 6:50pm. Ten minutes to go. He had instructed Katy to call him at exactly 7:00pm. In spite of all his careful planning and rehearsal he was still shaking with anticipation. Would she go for it? Or would she instead turn him in for secretly taping her and Beth and for stealing Beth's e-mails. It was a huge gamble but the stakes were very much worth it. If she surrendered to his demands he would have Katy Morgan as his personal slave. He still could not believe his great good fortune at having this opportunity fall into his lap. Katy was like a legend in the circle of adolescent boys in his school. When she was still in high school and he was in junior high, she was looked upon as the pinnacle of female beauty. A goddess. A superbabe. All of that. And she had become only more attractive now that she was in college. No, he could not let an opportunity like this slip away. He had to take the chance. And she had made it so easy. He had enough stuff on her to blackmail her real good. His only real doubt was how far could he make her go. Would he have to be satisfied with just seeing her naked? Would she balk if he tried to touch her? Or was she so afraid of her father that she would literally do anything he commanded her to do? He had to restrain himself from going too fast with her until he was sure of her limits. He had gotten this far through patience and planning and he didn't want to blow it all now by being impulsive. It was 6:55. If she called now he would have to rebuke her for calling too early. His stomach was in knots. How had he been able to keep his cool so well this afternoon at her house? He was amazed at his own boldness. Hopefully he would be able to keep his nerve. The phone rang. He jumped to a sitting position and reached for the phone. He noticed his fingers were shaking and sweaty. His clock said 6:58. Maybe their clocks were a little off. He'd let it go this time but he made a mental note of making sure that she synchronized her clock with his. "Hello?", he said. "Hey." Damn. It was his buddy Tom. What crappy luck. It was almost 7:00. "Hey, Tom. Listen, I can't talk right now. Call you right back, ok?" "Yeah, no problem. What's happening?" "Nothing. Nothing. Talk to ya later." He hung up. Almost immediately the phone rang again. This better not be Tom again, Josh thought, or he'd kill him. The voice on the phone was like that of a goddess. Soft and sweet, but timid. "Hello," Katy said. "Hello, Katy." "We need to talk about this," she said. She sounded calm now but Josh thought he could sense her uncertainty blended with her anger. "Yes, we do." "I mean... I can't be your slave. No way. Something else. Money? What do you want?" "Katy. There is no negotiation. You heard my terms. You understand what will happen if you don't agree. That's all final. It's either a yes or a no now. I'm getting angry. I gave you plenty of time to think it over and now you want to argue with me. Is that your answer then? Ok. I'll deliver the stuff to your father tomorrow. Your mom will get copies as well. Goodbye, Katy. "NO!! Wait!!! Please. Let's talk about this. What exactly would I have to do as your slave?" Josh knew enough not to be specific at this point. He had to keep his options open without scaring her off. This was a critical moment. "Katy, I already told you. You have to do everything I tell you to do without hesitation." "Yes, I understand that. But what kinds of things? What are we talking about here, Josh? Helping you with your homework? Backrubs? Mowing your lawn?" "Sure. That sounds pretty good. All of those things maybe. But also anything else too." Josh was starting to feel in control now and began to enjoy himself. He realized he was winning. This was going to happen!! Josh could hear her exasperated sigh. "Would there be anything sexual involved?" Katy then asked. Okay, Josh thought, there it was out in the open. Better not be vague here after all. Take the chance. "Yes." Silence. Josh waited for the sound of a click and then a dial tone. He expected that but knew he had to risk it. He waited. The seconds seemed eternal. Finally she spoke again. "What do you want me to do?" Josh let out his breath. YES!!! he thought to himself. He did it. Katy was his slave. His heart beat like crazy as he tried to compose his thoughts. After all the planning and preparation he had actually forgotten to decide on a first command for his new slave. He had to say something immediately or she might sense his uncertainty. "Get in your car and come pick me up. I'll be in that little park at the end of my street. Be there in ten minutes. No later." Then he hung up the phone without waiting to hear her reply. Ten minutes later Josh was sitting in the passenger seat of Katy's brand new Toyota as they drove away from his neighborhood. "Now what? Where are we going?" Katy asked. Josh could sense her hostility. He still had to be careful not to blow it, not to push her too far too fast. "Just drive somewhere no one will see us. Get on the highway." Josh watched her as she drove, examining his new slave girl. She was gorgeous, more beautiful than he had remembered. She must be twenty years old now, Josh thought. "How old are you, Katy?" "Twenty," she answered curtly. "Don't be bitchy with me, slave. I think it's time you learned how to behave when you're with me. First of all, show respect always. Understand? No bitchy answers. You answer nice. And always call me master. Got it? "Yes, master," she replied, trying hard to suppress her annoyance at this indignity. "Good. Now, how much do you weigh?" "115 pounds, master." "Height?" "Five feet, seven inches, master." "Measurements?" Katy hesitated for a moment before replying. "34B 22 36, master" "Hmmm. I suppose you'll have to do. A little skinny maybe but curvy." Katy seethed. Josh smiled to himself. He was sure that was the first time she had been told her body would "have to do." Not only did she have a perfect, sexy figure but her face was truly gorgeous. She was currently wearing her shoulder-length, reddish- brown hair loose and curly. Her eyes were remarkable too. They weren't exactly light-blue. They were almost gray. Very captivating eyes. "Katy, I'm going to ask you a few questions. You have to answer them honestly." She did not respond, but kept her eyes on the road as he spoke to her. "UNDERSTAND?" She jumped, surprised. "Oh. Yes, master. I understand. Sorry." "Very good. Katy, are you my slave?" She looked over at him and he could see the look of disgust on her face before she replied. "Yes, master." "Excellent. Say it." "I am your slave, master." "And you will obey my every command? Say it." "I will obey your every command, master." "Are you my property?" "I am your property, master." "Okay. You're doing well, slave. Now turn right up here so we can go to the mall. You have some shopping to do." --------------------------------------------------------------------------- End of part 2. Part 3 coming soon. This story is in process. Let me know if you would like it to go in any particular direction. 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