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Hi,

I have been downloading stuff from Usenet for some time and haven't
really been putting an awful lot back so I decided it was time to
repost the stuff I have.

There are a number of reasons for this. Firstly it is for those who
have only started using Usenet since the stories I have were
originally posted, secondly for those who may simply have missed them
first time round and lastly my contribution to fighting the ever
increasing spam which now saturates all of the sex newsgroups.

The vast majority of the stories I post will be plain bondage
orientated with a few subfem & femdom ones thrown in. Anything a
little stronger in terms of s&m isn't really my scene so there won't
be much like that. Also please note I am NOT the author of any of the
stories so the copyright notices of ALL of the original authors still
apply. (Also there is nothing that I can see from the original post
which says I can't repost this story. If you are the author and you do
NOT want it reposted then I suggest you let me, & everyone else,
know).

I hope you enjoy whatever I do post.

Bye for now. 

Anakha
http://home.clara.net/anakha/index.html
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Subject: NEW Mortgage 1/10 (nc, m/f, f/f, bd)
From: an225040@anon.penet.fi (marlissa)
Date: Fri, 21 Jul 1995 05:11:06 UTC
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

The following story contains adult material.  If below the age of 18,
go outside, get some fresh air and do something healthy (g).

If you ARE 18, then  you should know the following story is about a
young woman who is forced into non-consensual sex, public humiliation,
and b&d, in both m/f and f/f situations.  Both the characters and
occurrences in this fiction are completely fictitious.

The Mortgage- PART ONE, by Marlissa

Amy looked over at the secretaries busily preparing banking documents,
the clicking-clacking of computer printers and typewriters filling the
cavernous bank with the sounds of mortgages being prepared, deeds
being registered, statements being generated for scores of homeowners.
Each and every day thousands of mortgages are processed, each
representing struggle, persistence and a whole change of life. Owning
property--it was The American Dream, a dream which had just come true
for she and her husband.

Amy fidgeted with her purse as she sat waiting for Bob Baines in the
lobby of the First Metropolitan Bank.  She was pleased he had been
able to see her on such short notice, but dealing with institutions
made her nervous.  She had last been in the granite floored and
mahogany paneled lobby three months ago-- definitely a happier
occasion.  Amy Walenski smiled warmly at the memory-- Wendell, her
husband to be, and she had received the mortgage they had worried so
incessantly about.  Bob Baines had been their best friend in the world
then, congratulating the couple on the maturity and hard work it had
taken to put their down payment together.  "Not every newly wed couple
is able to buy a home so soon after graduation from high school," he
had commented approvingly.  

"You too should be very proud of  yourselves."

How Wendell had beamed at that!  At twenty, he had already put
together a small nest egg of two thousand dollars.  That combined with
Amy's thousand dollar savings account, built with hard-earned tips
from her after-school waitressing job at the car hop, had put them
over the top. They had enough to buy the small starter home they had
set their hearts on-- the small two bedroom slab ranch that would be
their first home.  There was more to it than just the down payment of
course.  Wendell was making good money for a boy his age in
construction, but the bank still required his parents to co-sign the
loan. Though they had little themselves, they had generously put their
retirement on the line and co-signed.  Amy was so lucky to have such
wonderful in-laws, especially since her own parents had passed away
when she was all of three.  She was pleased to escape from the prison
of  her spinster aunt's home and the feeling was mutual.  In
retrospect, it had been her aunt's utter meanness and the prospect of
escape that had made the dream come true as much as scraping the money
together.  Wendell was her loving escape route, their marriage and
home a sanctuary for Amy.

"Well, Amy! How are you? Hope you haven't been waiting long-- I'm
without a secretary at the moment and I never get my messages on time.
Let's go sit and talk."  Bob invited her to follow him back into his
office.  The older man escorted her to the executive office suite
inside the bank building. His warm greeting reassured her.  He had to
know why she was there or at least suspected.  And yet here he was, as
pleasant as he could possibly be.  Amy smiled.  His brisk, confident
manner inspired her.  If this older man, so impressive in his tailored
blue pinstripe three piece suit and spit polished black shoes couldn't
solve this problem, she didn't know who could.  On his wide desk,
there was the Walenski mortgage file.  Amy just prayed there was a way
out hidden in it somehow.  Bob would find it if he could.

And he would try to help them.  She just knew it.  She had known Bob
Baines from the time she was thirteen, had been friends with Kathryn
his daughter.  Amy had spent lots of time at the Baines home till she
and Kathryn drifted apart about the time they had entered high school.

Then they began to part company-- Kathryn  taking college preparatory
classes, Amy taking more general classes.  They moved in different
circles after awhile, having less and less in common.  Kathryn's
flawless, delicate blonde rich girl looks and manners might have
pointed her for a sheltered life of leisure if it hadn't been for her
exceptional intelligence.  Her grades, except for a brief period
during which the Baines were divorced, remained As in virtually every
subject. 
 
"So how are you kids making out?  Got any buns in the oven yet, my
dear?"  Bob winked. "I bet that big husband of yours can't wait to
make a baby with such a pretty little wife like you!"

Amy blushed.  "We'd like to try, Bob.  Actually Wendell wants me to be
a stay-home mom.  He wants an old-fashioned wife and have just a bunch
of kids!"

Bob grinned.  "Good for you two!  And heck the practice is fun anyway,
am I right Amy?" he playfully added.

Amy's face went from pale to pink, a flush rising on both cheeks and
the banker laughed it off.

"How's Kathryn?" she asked brightly.  It was always good to ask about
her.  Bob loved talking about his very successful, very beautiful
daughter.

Bob glowed at the question, his normal, banker's manner melting.
Closing the door to his office behind them, he answered the question
with gushing pride.  "Well, she's just wonderful, thank you for
asking! She graduated from Princeton cum laude last month and has
taken a job as investment analyst with Merrill Lynch at their
headquarters on Wall Street.  I met her fianci just last week when I
was in the City on business.  A nice fellow--he's a producer for the
evening news.  All in all, things are working out just wonderfully for
them-- I think they'll have a wonderful life.  A relief I admit after
the messiness of the divorce while she was in school.  Anyway, she
asked about you and Wendell and wanted to be remembered to you."

Amy smiled sympathetically.  The divorce had been nasty, a
mini-scandal in Bentson County.  The former Missus Baines had accused
her ex of physical, mental and emotional abuse, claiming he was a
veritable sadist and an alcoholic to boot.  It was whispered that her
claims of abuse went farther, that her husband had done things to her
and inflicted pain on her in ways too humiliating to fully reveal, but
it was agreed this was pure grandstanding for the family court judge,
a well-known liberal.  For his part, Bob Baines had brushed off the
accusations as the typical ravings of a greedy divorce plaintive.  He
refused to answer the charges, saying to do so would hurt their
daughter.  Then something had happened, because the messy divorce was 
declared no-fault and Mrs. Baines left the area almost immediately.
The reason for Mrs. Baine's sudden absence was never explained, but
the police let it be known that there was no hint of impropriety on
the part of Mr. Baines.  There was a very good reason why Mrs. Baines
hadn't stayed to fight it out in the divorce court, the police chief
implied, and the matter should be laid to rest. 

For all that , Amy was not a little jealous of her old childhood
friend.  She wasn't gorgeous like her friend, though she was pretty.
Her looks were dark-- long straight brown hair, soft big chestnut hued
eyes, thick eyebrows and long thick black lashes.  Her face wasn't
classic, but it was cute-- her small chin, her little puckering mouth,
and a bit- too-long, thin nose had been attractive enough to get her
Wendell to notice her.   And her skin was clear and flawless, just
like an "Ivory Girl" Wendell said proudly.  And where Kathyrn had a
drop-dead knock-out figure, Amy was a slim-hipped, small busted girl
that wouldn't exactly make it into a centerfold for Playboy magazine.
But it was a body that Wendell loved to hold and enjoy and that was 
enough for Amy.  And of all the advantages that Kathryn enjoyed, none
could compare to the one thing that Amy had that Kathryn did
not--Wendell.

Amy still didn't know why Wendell had chosen her when he had Kathryn
Baines chasing after him.  It was the perfect match, every one agreed.
Wendell was the school hero-- the big strong captain of the Bentson
High varsity football squad, so good that big school coaches had
already begun recruiting him early in Junior year with promises of
scholarships.  Kathyrn was the cheerleader captain, class president,
president of the student council and any other honor she wished.  How
could mousy, flat little Amy compete with Kathyrn Baines, Bentson
High's version of Wonder Woman?  But Wendell had found her and she
him, asking her on dates after big games, then the Winter Ball.
Ignoring Kathryn, Wendell devoted himself entirely to the quiet,
simple girl he was fast falling in love with because as he told Amy
later, "she just wanted me because I would take the best prom picture
with her.  I want a woman who will be with me for a long time, Amy.
Kathryn would dump me as soon as she found someone better, smarter,
richer."

At first, Kathryn was furious, then pretended to ignore the slight,
laughing it off.  As weeks went on, the sight of Wendell and Amy
together in the hallway sent her scurrying in the opposite direction.
She didn't speak to either of them, even refusing to talk about them
with others.  Kids in the class talked incessantly about Kathryn's
stubbornness, then her increasing depression.  It was understandable--
her failure with Wendell was the first anyone could ever remember.
Kathryn Baines had ALWAYS gotten everything she wanted.  The shock at
this failure was profound.  When it was quietly announced that she was
transferring to a Swiss girl's school to finish out her high school,
Amy had tried to contact her old friend, to apologize, to tell Kathryn
it wasn't her fault.  But she had left by then and Amy never got a
response.

Anyway, Kathryn sounded like she was living a glamorous life, what
with her Ivy League education and big city job and fianci.  Amy had to
be content with her life as a young woman with a high school diploma
here in dull, dull Benston.  She didn't have Kathryn's beauty or
brains and never would.  She knew that.  But she did have Wendell and
their little house, at least she could take comfort in that.  And
maybe soon they would have children and her life would be as perfect
as she could make it.  She would be the perfect homemaker for Wendell,
making him proud of her.  If only she could find a solution, get over
this bump in the road...

In Part Two-- Mr. Baines offers Amy a way out...


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