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Master Wade 112
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MRWADE.112 BY MASTER WADE
Copyright 1992
By Wade Mondegam
Girls in the Wood
Chapter One
The girls were being silly, but I have to admit they were cute.
Cindi, who was clapping her hands above her head in time to the music
and singing at the top her voice, and Sandra, who was doing the hand-
jive next to her, were joining me on a much needed trip to the
mountains.
Our trip to the mountains was not your usual trip to the
mountains. It was a vacation of sorts for us, but it wasn't that we
needed time away from work. What we needed was a week together to
enjoy those things that alot of people fantasize about but not too
many people ever do.
As we wound our way up the steep mountain road, my thoughts were
not so much on the silliness of my fellow-travelers, but on how far
we had come in the last nine months. Both Cindi and Sandra were
sexual slaves of mine, genuinely eager to share their sexual selves
with me in whatever way I wished.
I'd met both of them on a computer chat service. I'm not
particularly shy about my interests, especially when afforded the
annonymity the chat services provide, and my handle at the time,
BONDAGEMAN, said quite alot about some of my interests. It certainly
said enough to attract alot of women who have similar interests,
Cindi and Sandra among them.
Actually, both of them were a bit shy at first in talking with
me about their interests. It isn't always that way, and sometimes
when it is it doesn't turn out so well. There can be many barriers
to overcome if one is to become a sexual slave, and it often helps to
be a bit courageous. Even though they were both a bit slow to reveal
their inner natures, it soon became evident to me, mostly through
instinctive feelings I had about them, that both Cindi and Sandra
were very submissive.
I came to know them both at about the same time, and considering
my very strong interest in bisexual women, found myself picturing
them together from the start. Sandra, however, denied any interest
in other women, even though she good-naturedly said we could talk
about it, if I wished. Cindi was a bit more willing to admit some
interest, but I really felt they both had a long way to go.
I'm a very patient man, especially when it comes to helping a
woman uncover desires she has repressed for years, or which have been
repressed for her by others in her life. That patience paid off in
this instance, for within months both women had agreed to be my
slaves, and were responding hotly to the bisexual fantasies I weaved
for them in our chats over the computer and telephone.
When I had finally been able to meet them both and to seal their
status as Taken Slaves of mine, I became more than ever determined
that they meet and discover the joys of being with another woman. It
had been possible to do that very thing only a few weeks before our
trip to the mountains, and I had not been disappointed, either by how
quickly the two girls took to each other, or by how hotly they
responded to the sex they shared.
Convincing them to join me for a week in the heavily wooded
mountains of Southwestern Virginia was an easy task once they met
each other and became lovers. It was a bit harder to explain why I
had invited yet another bisexual female couple to join us. But, of
course, I did.
It's really hard to tell when you begin dealing with submissives
whether they will ever make the decision to become a slave, or not.
It can be much easier to recognize one's submissive tendencies than
to be willing to make the commitment of being a slave to a demanding
Master, and not all can do it, even if they really want to very
much. I try to stay in touch with a goodly number of submissives,
partly because I enjoy it, and partly because not all of them turn
out to become slaves. When I met Cindi and Sandra I wasn't sure at
all what the outcome would be with them, and I spent a good bit of
time talking with some other delightful women who also seemed to have
those hungers that excite me so.
One of these other women was a relatively new submissive who was
at the time a Fantasy Slave of another Master. Kathy approached me
online after we'd exchanged pleasantries a time or two and announced
that she had become a slave. It was the first time she had told
anyone of her new status, and when her Master required that she
confess it, she had suggested that she tell me, assuming correctly
that I would respond positively to her very meaningful decision.
Talking about it with another Master was exciting for Kathy, and her
obvious arousal and genuine submissiveness was attractive and very
beautiful. I was taken with her, in spite of the fact that I am very
careful to avoid having feelings for slaves who belong to someone
else.
While I almost immediately was aware of Kathy's sexual
submissiveness and her interest in D/s and other related activities,
my interest in Janet was at first due to her age, her height and her
hair color. She was 28, blonde, and 5'6", a combination I have
always found appealing. Janet made it clear from the beginning that
she had a boyfriend and that while she enjoyed a bit of flirting and
playing online, it was all just play for her and that she would never
let it go further than that.
I have to confess to being a bit of a matchmaker when it comes
to bisexual women. I LOVE for women to enjoy sex with other women,
and if there is anything at all that I can do to help make that
possible, provided they remain bisexual and don't forsake men
entirely, I'm more than eager to do it. Bit by bit Janet and Kathy
exposed their deepest fantasies to me, allowing me to see those very
private parts of themselves that most who knew them would never see.
Kathy was somewhat reluctant at first to admit her bisexual leanings,
but not so with Janet, who almost from the start responded with
extreme heat to any suggestion of pussy eating, especially if she was
the one who did it.
I suppose my focus on them being with other women, as opposed to
being with me, made it possible for both Kathy and Janet to feel a
bit more freedom with me than they might have otherwise. Kathy's
Master was accepting of bisexuals and I'm sure enjoyed her deepening
hungers. I'm not really sure what Janet's boyfriend knew or felt
about her desire for women, but there is little doubt that our
discussions made her a more interested lover for him, which
undoubtedly pleased him a great deal.
Working on the sidelines, and never meeting either Janet or
Kathy in person, I was able to arrange for them to meet and to share
their first bisexual experience with each other. Kathy had been
surprised by how incredibly exciting it was for her, and Janet had
simply been in heaven the entire weekend. I was thrilled for them
both, and glad that I had played a part in their being together,
especially when I realized that they both wanted me to have a chance
to see them together, and to share their excitement and passion.
The culmination of all this computer and telephone sharing was
just ahead of us now, and my heart pounded as I considered how
fortunate I was to be going where I was going and doing what I was
doing. Most men never have the opportunity to even be with two women
sexually, much less to watch them make love to each other as well. I
was about to do exactly that, and not just with one delightful
bisexual couple, but with two!
Continued in Chapter Two
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