Three old friends discover something amazing about their dear friend Andie
and they aim to take full advantage of the sexy slut.
10.13.04

'My, you are a pretty little plaything when you're all trussed up,' Harper exclaimed, as she circled her bound friend, while tapping a slim bamboo cane against her thigh.

Her friend Zooey looked on mirthfully, as if saying 'I told you so.'

Billy sat on a nearby apple crate drinking beer, a disinterested look on his placid face.

Andie, in white-boned corset and black leather chastity belt, hung by her wrists from one of the barn's mighty beams, with her toes barely skimming the rough wooden floor. The light was dim, a single gaslight burning on the workbench, casting an eerie, flickering glow over the dark space. The cloudy summer night, being thick and starless, added no additional illumination. Except for the hoot of the snowy barn owl and the occasional shuffle of feet, the tiny world inside the old barn was a steamy bath of silence and expectation.

'Never knew you were such a trashy slut.' She turned to Billy, 'Amazing, huh?'

'Nothing like the little kid who used to chew on her pigtails'when I wasn't tormenting her.' He chuckled.

'Look at me, Andie,' Harper snapped, forcing Andie's eyes to obey the order just by the ruthless tone of her voice. Andie trembled, her thighs feeling heavy, full of the great weight of sexual energy gathering there.

'Is Zooey right? You want me as your Mistress? That's what you've always wanted?'

Andie nodded through the tears that burned her eyes, but that wasn't enough for the auburn-haired beauty.

'Say it!'

It was tough to voice her truth to the woman she'd been hiding it from for so many years. Pointing out a grave flaw in their relationship, this was betrayal in Harper's eyes, and Andie didn't disagree. So many times the words were on the tip of her tongue to speak'I'm not all I seem, Harper, I have these strange feelings, weird moments I don't understand'my body, my head, my heart do despicable things in the name of pleasure'so wicked, so base, so depraved'what is wrong with me!

She could imagine herself screaming out her faults during one of those quiet moments when they were most content, gazing at the rippling water while they sat on the dock at the Montgomery summer cottage'or sat side-by-side in the otherwise empty bleachers bemoaning the stupidity of their ignorant teachers, or even the day they skipped school because they had to, just once before they graduated, do something spontaneously reckless. If Harper had only known then how much she veered off the straight-and-narrow path, what would have happened to their relationship?

When it was just the two of them, no Zooey or anyone else, when Andie might have put aside her fears and confessed, she kept silent. Harper confessed her secrets, everything, so she said, but then, there was little to hide in Harper's straightforward life. Andie didn't know how to begin when her secret was as warped, weird and unnatural as the one that she held close to her heart. And thus four long years of silence.

Her secret had been exposed by the only other person who could get close enough to expose it, and all the might-have-beens that never happened came back to haunt the shy, mousy farm girl. She was hardly that girl now. Swinging from ropes in the middle of her grandfather's barn, she faced the music, facing Harper's cutting wrath with a clear admission of the truth.

'Yes, I've wanted you, Harper.'

Harper sniggered, anger pouring out all around her, destroying her well-practiced composure. 'Oh! What a little deceitful bitch you are!' she exclaimed.

'I'm sorry! You can have me now.'

Harper laughed. 'Of course, I can have you now, you're at my mercy, girl. But what makes you think I want you?'

The tears began again. 'Please, Harper. This was just so hard. You have to understand that.'

Harper turned her back on her and walked toward Billy. Andie heard them whispering and saw Billy nod, then watched as Harper finally sauntered back her way, looking smug and very well contained.

'Well, little one, you're in luck.' Her eyes roved the beautiful sight of Andie's lovely body, for the first time really enjoying the view for all the fine qualities she'd missed so far. The way her breasts peaked overtop the corset when she was stretched like a bow and her nipples turned to knots'exquisitely inviting. Andie's lanky thighs, trembling with fear and sexual agitation looked like flesh shimmer in the desert heat. And her poor covered puss'dampening the edges of the leather that barely contained it, but kept the little slut's hands away'Harper could feel the arousal coming from that sluttish pussy beating in her own aroused crotch. Such an amazing wonder this once sad little woman had become. 'Give yourself to me, slut. Pay the penance you so richly deserve and you can return to my good graces. You deny me, Andie, we're done.' Harper stunned the whole room with that suddenly proclamation, including herself. Where was all this coming from? the shrewish young woman silently wondered'the haughty bitch, the crude desires, the anger, the resentment. She had no clue.

'No, Harper! You can't say we're done,' Andie cried.

'Hey, I gave you a way to restore my trust,' Harper snapped back.

'And that's what I want,' Andie pleaded.

'Then there's no need to despair.' She turned from her. 'Billy''

Her boyfriend moved to his feet and strolled forward, while in the act of unbuckling the thick leather belt at his waist.

'What are you going to do?' Andie gasped in fright, even as her raw sexual energy took a sudden leap.

'I'm going to give you exactly what you need most, control, restraint, punishment, domination, and the time of your life. Isn't that what you want?'

'Yes.'

'Yes, what?' The cane snapped against her leg the way the sound of Harper's voice snapped in air.

'Yes, Ma'am.' Andie bowed her head.

'Look at me, girl.'

Her face shot up, eyes wide.

'I'll be your Mistress and Billy will be your Master,' Harper explained.

'But'' Andie gazed at the man with the leather belt dangling from his hand and her body trembled even more frantically than it had before.

'But what? You take my proposal as is.'

They waited in silence.

'It's what she wants,' Zooey finally spoke up from the sidelines with a sigh in her voice. She'd already been down this road before and knew all the twists and turns in Andie's denials.

Harper's focus returned to the sorrowful face, eyes meeting eyes. Billy stood off her left shoulder like a dark angel of hell.

'Zooey wouldn't lie, would she?'

Andie stared at Harper blankly.

''Fess up, girl,' Billy added the weight of his powerful voice, moving one step closer.

Andie closed her eyes again, afraid.

Harper slapped her. 'Look at me!'

'Oh, god, Harper, I don't care, just take this horrible chastity thing from me and help me cum. I need it now.'

'You need me now? Is that what you're telling me?'

'Yes. I need you now.'

'But how about after your cum is over, will you need me then?'

'Yes, ma'am, I'll need you then.'

'And Billy?'

Andie stared over Harper's shoulder where Billy stoically waited. 'And Billy.' Her whole being shook as she said his name, tapping a gaping undercurrent of desire she'd ignored so long.

Everything changed with this admission. Billy moved around to Andie's back and began loosening the laces of the corset so he could untie the straps of the chastity harness. His fingers had the effect of tiny electric shocks along her backbone. Harper worked on her from the front undoing enough hooks and eyes so the leather harness would drop to her feet once it was untied. With that done, Billy's fingers began probing Andie between the thighs, fishing around in her cleft for the sensitive openings of her anus and vagina.

'She's going to be one fine plum, Harper,' he said in his deep baritone, as a single finger worked her slit. She was almost cumming from this tiny teasing. Her breathing expanded the arousal and her body began to spasm. It had seemed like years not days since Zooey imposed her chastity.

'Oh, god, yes,' Andie quietly hissed as her head fell back.

'Don't you dare cum without permission,' Harper reminder her, giving her face a gentle slap. Billy slapped her hard on the rear.

'Yes, Ma'am.' Andie righted herself and looked into her Mistress' eyes.

'Billy's going to make a woman of you tonight, my sweet. There's no reason to guard this virginity any longer. Not when it's such a sham. From what Zooey tells me, you've used your cunt for your pleasure in plenty of wicked ways, I doubt if you'll even bleed when you're used like the sex slut you really are.' She strolled away as if in disgust and then turned back. 'Besides, your damned virginity will get in the way of my plans,''as though she'd been planning this moment for years, not just a few short hours.

'Yes, Ma'am.' Andie felt her heart race and her stomach turn sour, while her pussy spasmed desperately wanting something inside it to bear down on.

'So, Andie, I'm giving you your last chance to back out. Do it now, right now; otherwise, consider yourself owned for the rest of the summer, our property, our toy, our personal plaything, doing our bidding no matter how daring, how painful, how repulsive it is. You'll obey me. You'll obey Billy. And if I feel like giving you back to Zooey for a night, you'll obey her, too. Got that?'

Andie gulped, almost too excited, too scared to answer. 'Yes, Mistress.'

'In exchange, I'll make sure you're not permanently damaged in any way. No harm will come to you.' Harper's cold eyes softened for just an instant, 'But we will have some fun.' As soon as she said that however, her tone changed again, now as hard as before. 'Take it or leave'it.'

Andie's body rushed wildly to the thrilling sound of the woman's hard-edged demand. She'd been seeking the confining bonds of sexual enslavement all her life'since she could remember daydreaming of prison cells and dank-smelling dungeons as a young child reading fairy tales. All the cruelly brilliant possibilities lay before her now, her dreams materializing out the ethers of once unspeakable desires. A feeling of utter bliss, of total giddiness swept through her crotch and rose up from her loins, through her gut to her heart, which passionately burned with need. 'Yes, I'll take it now, Harper. I'm yours, I promise.' Her desperation was as clear as her commitment to her new Mistress.

Harper smiled in amazement, seeing aspects of her best friend she'd never noticed before. Had they always been there? Had she, in her self-righteousness judgment made Andie into something that she was not? Had she simply refused to see what was so plainly stated for her now in every angle of Andie's surrendered face and form? Previously veiled behind a cloak of awkward mannerisms that were in no way sexual, the truth was blatantly obvious now'she'd only known half the girl who'd lived in Andie's mind and walked inside her flesh. She's seen the Andie she wanted to see. How had the rest of her escaped her all this time? The realizations hit her hard'so hard another woman might have cried, might have broken down and embraced the whole of Andie Forrest and made her own confession of guilt. But then, it was not in Harper's character to so show her flaws in any direct way. And this was not the time for baring her soul'it was all too unsettling. Hardening herself for the act this moment required, her smile of amazement turned into a disquieting frown. 'Have at her, Billy,' she said¨ and she backed off allowing her boyfriend to move in.

Given the stage and the permission to proceed, Billy Mercer stepped up, lips curled into a licentious scowl as he hoisted Andie by the ass cheeks into his arms. He held her tight to his belly and looked in her eyes. In this position, her bound arms were given some reprieve from the awful strain; she was almost as relieved as she was scared of the man who had charge of her now. The boy of her childhood was nowhere inside Billy's sultry grey eyes. Yes,'grey'she'd never bothered to notice their odd color before; she'd never bothered to know Billy, the man. Now his smoldering grey eyes looked almost inhuman, like those of a primal beast. Every nerve in her shuddered.

Billy held her in one powerful arm, and ran his hand through her hair with the opposing hand; an act of affection and control. 'It won't hurt much, if at all,' he said to be kind. 'Just look at me. Don't take your eyes from my face. You got that?'

She nodded.

'If it hurts, just scream, but don't take your eyes off my face.' His voice became oddly mellow, soothing, paternal and in command.

'Yes, sir,' she stated as if she'd been calling him 'sir' for years. Fixing on him in a mindless stupor, she waited.

'Good girl,' he noted, smiling slightly.

While his muscled left arm held her to him, he unzipped his jeans with his right hand and pulled from his pants a hard erection, curved and instantly prodding at the base of her wide-open snatch. Carefully, easing her crotch down, Billy aimed the head of his prick at the center and slid her further down so the tip pricked the edges of her moist pink center. Then in one sudden movement upward, his hips shifted and he shoved her down on the ready stalk.

She sucked in air, seething, breathing deeply, closing her eyes wincing, gasping in small pained whimpers.

'Look at me!' he ordered.

She opened her eyes and stared into the eerie grey that had somehow deepened to a smokier hue in just a few minutes time.

'You're doing fine,' he purred as he held her to his chest and began moving his hips, drawing his rod slowly from her cunt and then thrusting upward with a deliberate show of force.

Her body bucked with him in an uneasy rhythm.

Billy's cock was big while Andie's untried pussy was tight'tighter than anyone would have guessed. The deflowering wasn't easy; her insides felt rent in two, but the rape of her cunt continued without a single mournful cry. A fuck like she'd never forget' Billy pounded her hard'the only way he knew to fuck'hitting deep, hitting her cervix as far as his prick could go, hitting the farthest reaches of her virgin body and tearing them free. By the time he finally opened his mouth in a silent scream and came, Andie was squeezing his prick with taut muscles. Her natural instinct to give pleasure engaged and her body responded like a dutiful slave girl.

Though they stared each other in the eye, their minds were elsewhere, far away, when the orgasm crashed around Andie's impaler and she felt his powerful release.

Billy felt the force of her'the virgin-slut had some practiced set of muscles, he thought to himself as he returned to the real world and Andie's penetrating stare. Thanks to Harper Montgomery and this little waif, this once hapless summer looked a whole lot more interesting than it previously had. Harper was first class and even a decent screw, but little pig-tailed Andie Forrest had grown into a woman who could take him places Harper would never trust herself to go.

Billy finally pulled away and set Andie on her feet again, wobbly as they were.

'Better cut her down, Harper,' he said, now giving orders, which were quickly obeyed. Harper reached up and snatched the end of the rope that tied Andie to the beam and tugged at the bonds.

'Oh, yeah'you're gonna make us a fine summer, Andie Forrest,' Billy said. His hands were still on her hips to steady her, while she looked in his eyes like she never had before, seeing a man she'd never seen. 'Do what you're told and we're gonna have one hell of a time. You don't,' he frowned in a grim expression, 'you're gonna feel my belt blistering your hide, you hear?'

'Yes, sir,' she visibly gulped looking very much afraid. The sexual energy pouring from her body had everyone in the barn captive to its relentless power, everyone wanting what she seemed so willing to give.