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Nancy Gets Back - Ch 8

Disclaimer:  This story contains adult material and themes, non-
consensual sex and graphic language.  It is intended for adults only.
If you are under the age of 18, you should not be reading this story.

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Our "hero" is a professional man who has gotten himself in trouble
with Nancy and her friend Tina.  He angered Nancy, who works as a
receptionist for a stockbroker by ogling and generally acting
typically male during a recent visit to his broker.  Nancy and Tina
got their revenge by tricking him into a compromising position and
recording it on film.  They intend to continue to humiliate him as a
way of teaching him a lesson and altering his behavior towards women.

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       “Nancy won’t be home tonight,” said Tina.  “She hooked up
with some friends at the club and she’ll be going home with them.
Since you don’t believe you belong to me now, we’ll just have to
wait till tomorrow.  It suits me fine since I’ll have plenty of time
to figure a way to make you miserable for doubting me.  You better get
some sleep, slut boy, you’re going to need it.”

       With that, Tina went into Nancy’s room and slammed the door.
I was left alone in the living room.  I suppose I could have left and
gone home.  I didn’t have my keys and would have had to wake the
super to let me in.  In the clothes I was wearing, I’m sure I would
have been the talk of the building for months.   In fact, if it got
out in my building that I had come home in a dress with cum stains all
over it, high healed shoes and whore’s makeup, I’d have to move.
So I took my chances and stayed.  I felt the all too familiar tug of
emotions, part of me wanting to escape and the rest of me strangely
drawn to my new role of slave.

       I found an afghan in the closet and prepared to spend the night
on the sofa.   I removed my dress, stockings, garter belt and bra and
lay down in my silky panties.  I drew the afghan over me and fell
asleep almost immediately.  

       I was jolted from a deep sleep by a sharp smack on my ass.  As
I struggled to gain my bearings, I gradually recognized Tina standing
over me.  She wore grey sweat pants cut off just below her shapely ass
and a tank top.  I could see she wore no bra and her nipples seemed to
be pointing directly at my face.   Her face held a mixture of
anticipation and amusement.  I went cold inside, remembering her
promise of the night before to make me suffer for making her wait to
punish me.  My gaze slid from Tina to find Nancy standing next to her.
She too was dressed casually in jeans and tee shirt.  

       I scrambled to my feet, remembering belatedly that I wore only
flimsy women’s panties.  My morning hard on stretched the material
obscenely.  Before I could compose myself, Tina started in.

       “You wanted to hear it from Nancy, so here’s the word.”  

       “I didn’t think you’ld come back here.” said Nancy.  “Tina
said you liked being my slave.  I didn’t believe her so I told her if
you came back, she could have you.  I think you’ve learned your
lesson, and I’m not really interested in being a domme.  But Tina
likes playing with you, so it looks like she wins.  Have fun you two,
I’m going to the beach.”

       With that, Nancy picked up a gym bag lying on the floor and was
out the door before I knew what hit me.  Slowly, my gaze moved from
the door and rested on Tina.  She stood with her hands on her hips,
triumph and wickedness on her face.  “So, now you know.  You belong
to me for as long as I want.  It could be the rest of the weekend, or
the rest of your life.  You fucked up twice, once with Nancy which got
you into this in the first place, and once with me by not believing me
when I told you you were mine.”

       “So let me explain the rules.  First...”

       Tina went on to explain the terms of my service to her.  I
heard some of it, but most of it seemed to bounce off my ears as she
spoke.  I was in shock, and also wondering if I could serve this
mistress.  

       But,.......... that’s another story.

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