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Tony's Sex Slaves - Part 2
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Tony's Sex Slaves
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WARNING: This is the second part of this series, and like the previous
(and next) parts, it will involve blackmail and humiliation of
teenage females by one teenage male.
If you don't like this, skip it now.
All of this is purely fiction. Chrissy and Cynthia may exist
in real life (I won't tell you), but they aren't my sex slaves (yet?).
Once again: English is NOT my mother tongue, so excuse me for any
grammatical and/or spelling mistakes.
Thanks go to 'Parker' for a few hints, and comments on the spelling.
(For those who don't know him: check out his _great_ stories)
!! As always, this story is Copyright (C) 1994 by Tom De Voeght. !!
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Tony's Sex Slaves by Tom De Voeght Part 2
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Sunday 19th
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It was such a silly coincidence, but for Chrissy it was one of
the worst things that could've happened ... It was 15h when it
happened: I had to pick up my mother at her Sunday-noon meeting
with some female-only club, and walked to the car when Chrissy
left her house as well. I laughed at her (rather evilly), and
motioned her to cross the street with her camino. She did so, and
asked - rather impolitely - what I wanted. First of all I calmed
her down, reminding her about the video and the envelopes. Next I
instructed her to go to bed at 23h that evening. At 23h05 I'd be
ringing her, and she was expected to answer the phone before her
parents or sister did.
Obviously she wasn't too happy with these instructions, but she
didn't dare refuse. She just nodded and jumped on the camino, no
doubt more than a little angry ...
It was 23h02 when the lights went on in Chrissy's room. My camera
was all ready, and I only had to press the 'record' button to
start taping. I had connected it directly to a little 14' TV in
my room, and could easily follow every move she made on the
little screen. I had installed the camera in the right position
for me to operate the zoom and focus with just a touch of my
fingers ... What more could I want?
I noticed that Chrissy was rather nervous; she couldn't sit
still, and I decided to have her wait a little longer ...
Slaves need to await their masters, not the other way around!
At 23h13 I grabbed the phone, and rang her. She got it
immediately after the first tone:
'Hello?'
'Chrissy?'
'Yes ... What do you want, asshole? Having me wait that long ...'
'Shut up! And this is the LAST time I ask you to be polite to me,
you fucking lesbian slut!'
'OK ... Sorry ... What do you want?'
'First of all: apologize ...'
I saw her flush, both angry and a bit uncertain as to what she
should do. But she quickly concluded that I was in charge for the
moment, and made a humble apology to me.
'OK. I'll accept it this time, but next time I'll be punishing
you for every impolite word, understood?'
She didn't answer, so I continued:
'Well ... Open your right-hand window.'
'What? Why?'
'OPEN THE FUCKING WINDOW!'
'Ok ... Ok ...'
She went to the right-hand (left-hand for me) window, and opened
it, looking straight in the lens; a great camera shot ...
'Now close the net curtains again, but leave a small opening,
just next to the left window-corner ... Very well. Keep it that way.'
I now had a perfect view: only her body could be seen. The rest
of the room wasn't visible anymore thanks to the net curtains,
except if you had binoculars or a camcorder, but I wasn't
expecting anyone in the street having one aimed at her window, so
this was safe.
'Right. If I see it right, you're wearing a white cotton blouse
and a jeans, correct?'
She acknowledged this, still with a scared look on her face: she
knew something unpleasant was going to happen soon, and that she
wouldn't be able to stop me from doing it.
'Now I want you to unzip your jeans, and slowly take them off.
But take care to remain in view; every mistake will be held
against you, and will be quickly 'rewarded' with another act of
humiliation. Keep that in mind!'
She started to protest, but soon stopped, knowing that I
wouldn't take a 'no' anyway, and that she would have to do what I
said or her life would be destroyed.
So she gave in: slowly she started unzipping the jeans, with her
left hand, as she still needed her right hand to hold the phone.
At first all I could see was her hand and her jeans, but very
soon I saw something pink appearing ...
'Nice color of underwear, Chriss ...'
I laughed rather hard, and saw her flush, but there was nothing,
absolutely nothing she could do except to swallow all these
insults, on top of the humiliating acts I forced her to do. Damn!
She could probably have killed me for all this ...
In the meantime she had finished unzipping the jeans, and they
slid downwards, out of my sight ...
'Very nice. You're a good girl, Chrissy. Shall I call Cynthia to
come over and give you a good suck? Hahahaaaa ... Haahahaaahaa ...'
I couldn't believe it; the situation was really great! I was in
total control, and could do and say everything I wanted; incredible!
I really enjoyed ...
'OK. Fine ... Now start rubbing your clit without removing your
underwear, and make yourself come; I wanna see that piece of
cotton becoming wet, and rather fast, so hurry!'
She looked even more scared, but somehow it seemed to turn her on
as well, and without further protest she started rubbing her
lovehole through her knickers. Very soon, I noticed from the look
on her face that she was getting hot, and that a climax wouldn't
take much longer. Not only the look on her face, but also the
speed at which she was rubbing, showed me what her feelings were
right now. I started stroking my cock, slowly, because I had more
plans, and I knew that if I shot my load right now, I wouldn't
enjoy it as much. Her breathing in the phone became louder, and I
decided to test her:
'Already coming, Chriss? Tell me ... Who or what are you
thinking of right now?'
She didn't answer, but her moans kept on coming.
'Chrissy? ANSWER ME!'
Once again no answer, but this time it was obvious why: she was too
far away, and just reaching her climax; a great sight, and no doubt a
wonderful video recording. I noticed that her knickers had become
wet, just as I asked, and I decided that she had had enough fun for a
while.
'OK, Chriss, stop it right now, and look at me ...'
Reluctantly she released the grip on her crotch, and looked up.
'Very nice ... Did you enjoy your orgasm?'
Silence.
'DID YOU ENJOY IT? This is really the last time I repeat a
question; you're making me angry!'
'Yes, I enjoyed it. Is it THAT bad?'
'I hope not. Now thank me for letting you have such a great orgasm ...'
'What?'
This time it was my turn to remain silent. She got the point
rather fast:
'Jeezz ... Well ... Thank you, Tony ...'
'Next time you say: "Thank you, Tony, for letting me have such a
wonderful orgasm." Don't forget it; I won't be repeating this.'
She was getting angry again, I could tell from the way she looked
at me, enlarged on my 14' monitor.
'OK. Now take off your bra. Not your blouse, only your bra;
understood?'
She didn't even protest this time, instead she started unclipping
her large breasts, and only a minute later she showed me the bra.
'Good girl. Now put it on your bed. Next, I want you to take the
bottle of mineral water that I can see on the left windowsill.'
I saw her taking the bottle and returning to the window. You
could easily see that she didn't know what a bottle of normal
water had to do with sex.
'Fine. Now open the bottle, and wet your blouse. I wanna see your
breasts THROUGH the blouse; I really need to see your erect
nipples ...'
'WHAT? You can't be serious ...'
'JUST DO IT!'
She shook her head, and without any further resistance, she
started spraying the water from the bottle onto her white blouse,
which very soon became a see-through, just as expected. Her
nipples, still rather erect from the fabulous climax she'd had a
few minutes ago could very easy be seen. On the monitor in my
room it looked fabulous; just one of those wet T-shirt piccies
you can often find in magazines. Wow ...
'OK. Enough ... Put the bottle away, and start caressing your
breasts through the cotton; I want you to play with your
nipples, and give me a show; the more I like the show, the more
orgasms I will permit you later ...'
Once again there was that strange look in her eyes; somehow she
was starting to enjoy this rather perverted show, and the fact of
doing this in a window opening, where she could easily be seen by
everyone wanting to look in her direction, turned her on. Very
strange, but it was like that. I was sure she wouldn't admit it,
but ... she was enjoying herself.
And of course I got one hell of a show now; it was great, and
for the next 7 minutes, I just watched the monitor, not
saying a word.
'Very good ... I'll permit you another orgasm. Take of your
knickers!'
'No ... I can't do that in front of the whole world?'
'Yes, you can ... DO IT!'
Suddenly the great feeling was over, and she wasn't enjoying it
anymore; this wasn't funny anymore ... I had ordered her to show
her cunt to everyone? No ...
'Well? Do I need to repeat it?'
'No ... But can't you ... I don't wanna do this, Tony ...
Please ...'
'Sorry Chriss ... I really want you to do this. But don't worry;
nobody's able to see you; that's exactly why I ordered you to
close the net curtains again; you can only be seen from this
house ... Really.'
Now that wasn't true; I was sure she could be seen from number
20 as well, but there was no need to tell her so; I wanted her
to do this, and just the knowledge that she could be seen from
another house turned me on even more ...
'Come on ... Just do it. The longer you wait, the harder it will
be ...'
Suddenly she seemed convinced, and slowly (still afraid, but ...)
she lowered her knickers, giving the watchers access to her most
intimate part. Well ... To be honest, I couldn't see much, except
for her pubic hair, but that wouldn't take too long:
'Perfect. You really have a beautiful cunt, Chrissy, I mean it...
Now show me some more: put in your left forefinger ...'
She looked up as if to see whether I meant it, and then did what
I asked; very slowly she put her left forefinger in her love
hole.
'Great. Now the same for your right forefinger ... Good ... That
feels great, doesn't it?'
'Hmmm ...'
'Is that a yes or a no?'
'Yes! It feels fine ... Are you happy now?'
'Almost ... Try to enjoy this, Chrissy, it's a reward I'm giving
you, don't forget ... Anyway, now pull your labia apart, as far
as possible; I want to SEE the inside of your pussy!'
She flushed ... This was far more than she'd expected, and once
again it was something she didn't want the whole world to see ...
This was HER private part, and nobody (except her lover) should
see this. Fucking blackmailer! But she also knew she couldn't
refuse, and she wasn't willing to test my patience any further.
Thus, she decided to do what I asked ...
Very slowly she tore the lips of her pussy apart, and I could see
her insides. I zoomed in to the max, and started stroking my cock
harder and harder; this was just perfect!
'Fine ... Now try keeping it that way, and make yourself come; I
wanna see your juices fluid ...'
This was something she liked ... Why not? I had just told her to
have an orgasm, and who wouldn't want that? I could see her
clit, and her left hand started playing with the little girl-
penis that was right there. Her moves were obviously routine;
this girl was used to masturbating!
It didn't take her long to come; once again she was having that
special feeling one has when you're having sex knowing someone's
watching you; a whole new experience for Chrissy, and one she
was enjoying: for the moment she had forgotten the whole
blackmailing, and she was eager to reach a new and fabulous
climax.
I was a bit disappointed, when I couldn't see any juices spurting
out, but then again I never saw a girl coming, and maybe it was
normal; who knows? Anyway, it was obvious that she enjoyed a
great feeling, and just the idea of a girl masturbating in front
of my camera was enough for me ... I started jerking harder and
harder, and whilst Chrissy was going on for a second orgasm, I
reached my first one: the cum started spurting out of my dick,
and splattered on the curtains, just like last time ... Damn!
Once again I had made a mess whilst coming; next time I would
have something prepared; a towel or something like that; it was
fun orgasming in open air, but the mess really wasn't that much fun ...
Chrissy in the meantime was starting her second climax, the third
this evening ... I decided to let her enjoy it, and so I shut up
for the next 2 minutes. Then, seeing that she had had her climax
(she'd already started rubbing for a 4th one),
I used the phone again:
'OK ... OK ... That's enough. Spare something for Cynthia, next
week ... Hahahaaa ...'
She didn't say a thing, but obediently she stopped playing with
her clit, and looked up, awaiting my next orders ...
'Chriss? Aren't you forgetting something?'
Silence.
'I ALLOWED you an orgasm ... So ... I think you need to say something?'
Silence again. And then, all of a sudden, she realised what I was
waiting for:
'Thank you, Tony, for letting me have such a wonderful orgasm.'
Surprisingly, it even sounded like she meant it ... Hmm ...
'Good girl ... I think you've had your part for tonight; I'll just
wish you goodnight, or maybe ... Wait! First I want an honest
answer from you; I've been wondering, since I saw you
masturbating, whether you were still a virgin; are you?'
She hesitated ... And then:
'Why? Why do you wanna know? You promised not to fuck us, Tony!'
She was getting scared again, and I just laughed ...
'Hoooo ... Don't worry. I just wanna know; I'll keep my promise,
but I really need to know this; it might be important when I
think of new sex-games you can have with Cynthia. So I need an
honest answer, otherwise we might have trouble, and I already
told you I only want you two to enjoy, enjoy yourselves, and
enjoy me ...'
'Well ... OK ... I'm still a virgin.'
She looked embarrassed; this was one hell of a confession to
make, and overall it was VERY difficult to find a girl her age
who was still a virgin, so I could tell that this was a secret.
I wouldn't be surprised if she had told her friends at school
another story ...
'Fine. Thanks for telling me. What about Cynthia?'
'I ... She ... Do you really need to know this?'
'Yes I do. Same reason ...'
Once again she hesitated before she answered my question ...
Then, after about 10 seconds:
'Yes, she's a virgin too ...'
Somehow that didn't seem true, but I decided to leave that question to
be answered later.
'Well ... Goodnight then ... Oh ... Wait, one more remark: from now on
I want you to undress slowly, each night, with the lights on, and make
sure I can see you naked before you go to sleep. That'll keep me warm
till Friday, and that way I'll be far more polite on Friday ... OK?'
She sighed ... Hesitated ... And then:
'OK. I will ... But don't make me masturbate again, OK?'
I laughed, and agreed. I wouldn't be bothering her anymore before
Friday. With that I put the phone down, and pushed the 'Stop' button
on the camera, which had been recording everything so far.
I knew I would be able to keep myself warm till Friday; the video,
and eventually Chrissy's stripping late at night would do just fine ...
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(to be continued in Part 3)
Tom De Voeght ** [email protected]
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