Message-ID: <5649eli$9711151459@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/5649.txt> From: marcblanch@aol.com (MarcBlanch) Subject: Nancy Gets Back Ch 8/8 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: <19971115125500.HAA28211@ladder01.news.aol.com> 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. ___________________________________________________________ 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. ___________________________________________________________ “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. End -- -- +--------------' 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> /