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Katy's Surrender - Part 10
Josh untied Katy. Her arms and legs were stiff and sore but she
recovered quickly from the long minutes of tight, painful bondage.
She massaged the blood back into her wrists and ankles as she looked
up at Josh and Andy. This was going to be unpleasant, she feared.
She did not want to dance for these little creeps, with their leering
little grins and pimply noses. Disgusting situation. She felt like
crying. Miserable fate.
It would be easy to run away, she thought. She was wearing enough
clothes, finally. No shoes, though. But she could still run for it
and would probably be able to get away from them, if she were lucky.
But Josh had her car keys, she remembered. How far could she run? It
really didn't matter of course. It was no use thinking about it. If
she wanted, she could just refuse to cooperate anymore. Just stop
obeying him like his perfect little slave girl, take her keys and walk
away. How many times in the last 24 hours had she pondered and
weighed those options? Over and over again, and every time she came
to the same conclusion. She could not refuse him. The alternative,
Josh's threat, was too unpleasant. She had to obey him. Whatever he
wanted, whatever he told her to do, she would do it. Miserable fate,
she thought again, as she stood up from the hay-covered floor.
"Ready to dance for us, Katy?"
"Yes, master. How would you like me to do it, master?" The sound of
her own voice made her feel ill. How sickeningly submissive she was.
Jump? Oh, surely, master. How high, master? Ugh. She disgusted
herself.
Josh grinned happily. The younger boy merely gawked. He gawked so
hard that it seemed his face might crack. But he too seemed happy.
Katy's stomach turned. Let this horrid thing be over, she willed.
"You can't do a good striptease without music," said Josh. "Plus, you
don't have a lot of clothes on so it's not going to be a very long
striptease. Bummer." Josh appeared to be thinking out loud. Katy
waited. Andy gawked.
"I know," he said. "The car has a radio. We could bring the car into
the barn. That'll work. Sure. And also, I brought along a few extra
clothes for you, Katy. So you should be able to have a nice costume
to strip out of for us." Josh smiled sweetly.
"Yes, master," Katy answered, resignedly. Let's just get this over
with, she thought to herself.
Minutes later, Josh had the car parked in the front of the barn, just
within the door. He also tried to close the barn door as well but was
unable to do it, even with Andy's help. The metal wheels and runners
were too rusted. Josh really did not want to attract any more
visitors, but the open door would have to do. Katy, meanwhile, had
retreated to an empty stall in the back of the barn to change into her
"costume". Josh had pulled a plastic bag out of his seemingly
bottomless backpack and thrust it at her.
"Here you go, Katy. This stuff will work for a costume. Put
everything on that's in this bag. You'll figure it out."
Katy spread the items out on the stall's low dividing wall. There was
a long, polyester dress, a cheap thing in an ugly floral print. It
looked slightly large for her. There was an old slip. The slip was
hemmed very short, like for a miniskirt. There was also a white
cotton bra and matching bikini panties. The dress and the slip looked
like they had been pulled from a Salvation Army drop box. Katy
guessed that the underwear belonged to her friend Beth. Katy was sure
that Josh was not above stealing such items from his sister's dresser.
When she put on the bra she was certain that it was Beth's because
Katy's bust was a little fuller than her friend's and this bra was
tight. She pulled the slip over her head, quickly adjusting the thin
straps over her shoulders. Finally she put on the dress. It smelled
horribly of mothballs and was thin and frayed. Several of the many
buttons in the front were missing. Not pretty. Not what she thought
of as a typical stripper's costume, but that was not her concern. She
looked and felt more like a hick farmer's wife, barefoot and pregnant.
She was barefoot, certainly, but at least she wasn't pregnant. Good
thing she was on the pill, she mused, because she had already had
enough chances to get pregnant today. And the day was only half over.
Josh and Andy were sitting on a hay bale and grinning like monkeys
when she returned, "in costume", to the front part of the barn.
"Whoooeeee," jeered Josh.
"Over there's your dance area," he told her, pointing to a small open
space a few feet in front of them. "Stand right there and wait while
I turn on the radio. As soon as I give the signal, you can start.
And Katy? Make it real, real sexy. Understand?"
"Yes, master."
"Yes, Katy," he continued, "you do understand. You know what it can
feel like if you don't do exactly what I want. How much it can hurt.
Right?"
"Yes, master. I know." She did know. She clearly remembered the
feel of the belt on her skin. She would dance her best. She would be
sexy.
Josh jumped to the car and turned on the radio, tuning it to a rock
station. The music, though not loud, drowned out the sounds from
outside the barn. Before taking his place again on the bale next to
Andy, Josh walked over to Katy. Before she could even realize what he
was about to do, Josh pushed one hand roughly down the front of her
dress. He grabbed her right breast, squeezing it.
"EEEEeeeeh", she shrieked in surprise. He released her breast but
then immediately crouched and pushed the same hand up her skirt and
grabbed her buttock, squeezing it roughly also. He held her that way
for merely an instant and then he was walking back toward Andy.
"Just checking if she's got her bra and panties on like she's supposed
to," he informed the boy. And also proving some kind of macho point,
thought Katy. Stupid, rude boys.
"Dance, slave," Josh commanded as he sat.
Very ungracefully, Katy began her performance. She hadn't really
imagined how she would actually do the dance. She had never seen a
striptease dance before but she supposed that neither had Josh or
Andy. Her objective, her mandate, was to be real, real sexy -
whatever that entailed. She could only guess.
She began to pick up a movement which went well with the song on the
radio. She swayed in place, moving her arms slowly up and down the
sides of her dress, caressing her body. The boys seemed appreciative,
at first. She continued, accentuating, magnifying the movements,
swaying sensuously.
Andy's eyes did not blink. He watched every movement of her hips, of
her hands and arms. Had it not been for his eyeballs tracking her
gestures he would have been as motionless as a statue.
After a minute or two of this, Josh gave Katy a bored look and then
signaled to her to proceed, to get going, to do something more. The
song ended and another started immediately. This one had a much
faster beat.
Katy's dance became livelier. She twirled, glided, stretched,
mimicking her memories of jazz routines she had seen. She moved
gracefully through her space.
She thought she was dancing well, but it seemed that even Andy was
becoming impatient with her choreography. This wasn't good. She
danced toward them. Stopping within inches of Andy's knees, she
sensuously slid her fingers down her right leg, then fingered the hem
of the long dress, picking it up, pulling it back up her leg, sliding
it up to her knee, above her knee, then further. Andy stared long and
longingly at Katy's exposed thigh. She released the hem, letting the
material drop and cover her leg. Swaying her hips seductively to the
beat, she repeated the movement, this time with her left leg. Andy
looked uncomfortable.
Andy could barely believe his good fortune at stumbling into this
situation. Just the night before he had gone to great lengths to
sneak a look at his sister's friend Molly in the nude. He very nearly
got himself into a great deal of big trouble because he had to sneak
out of the house after his curfew and hide himself in the bushes near
Molly's bedroom window for what seemed like hours waiting for her to
go to her room. All he got out of it was a brief, frustratingly
obscured glimpse of skinny old Molly in her bra and panties. And that
was for only a second at the most. It was a great disappointment
following weeks of careful planning. He went back home, crestfallen,
to masturbate over the thought of what he might have seen. And today?
Today he is inches away from a beautiful woman, a woman who is taking
off her clothes right in front of him, in broad daylight, with no
stupid curtains in the way. Andy felt his penis bulging stiffly,
uncomfortably cramped in his jeans. He squirmed in his seat but did
not take his eyes from the sight. He didn't remember if he had
blinked since she started dancing. He couldn't remember breathing.
She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
He watched her let the fabric slip back down her left leg. She moved
away from him, over to Josh. Andy could not understand or imagine
what kind of control Josh had over this girl but he did not care to
question it. He was grateful to share in its rewards. Don't look a
gift horse in the mouth. Was that the saying? He watched her as she
bent over the other boy, her head moving down toward his, her hair
falling into his face. She unbuttoned the top button of the dress,
her fingers just inches from Josh's face. The top button was open.
She danced and swayed in place. Josh picked up on the cue and
unfastened the next button. She moved away from him, back to Andy.
She wants me to unbutton the next one, he realized suddenly. His
crotch ached. His fingers shook uncontrollably as they fumbled to
undo the next button. Done. Then another. He was very close to her
chest. He looked down her dress, down her slip. He could see the top
of the white bra. He could see the soft, smooth skin of her breasts
as they curved gently into the bra. Cleavage. Cleavage he could
almost touch. The next instant she pulled away from him, before he
could get to the next button. The song had stopped. The radio man
was yakking. Andy watched as the girl backed away from them, her
dance on hold until the next song. Damn, now he's giving the weather.
Can't she strip to the weather report? Andy looked over at Josh.
Josh was looking at him, though.
"Not bad so far, huh?" Josh enquired, smiling.
Andy tried to answer yes, but the only sound that came out was a
hoarse croak. He swallowed. His throat was dry. He tried again.
"Yeah, pretty good." What a lame thing to say, Andy thought, this is
way more than pretty good.
The weather report ended. Now the deejay was yelling about some
stupid radio contest. Who cares? Play a damn song!!!
Josh got up from his seat, looking bored. Why didn't he make her
dance, Andy wondered. Josh strolled calmly out of the barn as the
radio begged them to enter the contest to win a wonderful prize. Andy
saw Josh leaning against the door frame looking out toward the yard as
another song started. Katy resumed her dance, now with only Andy as
her audience. That's fine, Andy decided. Josh is too weird anyway.
Katy moved toward him again. This song was loud and raucous, her
dance wilder and faster than before. She swirled in front of him and
stopped. Slowly, she pulled the dress over her shoulders and let it
slip to the floor. The slip was very short. Her soft thighs were
just inches away from him. She backed away as the song thundered into
a final verse.
The next song was slower, quieter, but Andy didn't notice because
within seconds Katy had removed the slip. In only her bra and
panties, she glided toward him, swaying gently with the tune. Still
holding the slip, she knelt at his knees, covering her chest with the
material. Suddenly though, she threw the garment over her shoulder,
letting it fall into the hay behind her. Andy looked down at her soft
skin, at her breasts, as they rose and fell, with her breathing,
against the material of the bra.
Andy blushed as he became aware of Katy's eyes watching his reactions.
In spite of his shyness, he kept his gaze fixed on her breasts. Her
fingers reached back, finding the clasp to undo the bra. He saw it
loosen, slip forward, fall to her lap. For the first time, he saw her
breasts. They were more wonderful than he could believe possible. He
shivered with the desire to touch them, to hold them. Could he?
Katy rose to her feet. Another song. A little fast, but not loud.
In only the tiny panties now, she danced in the hay for him. Her
breasts bobbed and jiggled, she knew, but she didn't care. In fact,
it sort of amused her to watch his face as her breasts bounced before
him. Boys! They were so fixated on breasts. It always amazed her.
Katy was almost enjoying this. With Josh not watching, she was a
little more relaxed. Maybe because she felt she had more control over
this one. That was it. Andy did not intimidate her. How could he?
He was just a little boy. She was just playing with him. But this
could not last much longer. Josh would be back in a second certainly.
The panties must come off now, Katy knew, but she suddenly felt very
shy about that. She started to pull them down but as she watched the
boy's eyes she became embarrassed and blushed deeply. After all she'd
been through, this was hardly anything big, she told herself. But
still, she couldn't do it. She could tell that the boy thought she
was just being a tease. Pulling them down a little, exposing a little
of her pubic hair, then pulling them back up. He wiggled on his seat,
in anticipation. She had to do it, but now the more she delayed the
harder it was to get completely naked.
It will be easier for me, she thought, if he does it for me. Without
reflecting further, she danced sensuously toward him, sliding herself
smoothly in front of him, between his knees as he sat on the low bale.
Her fingers played with his hair, caressed his head, his ears. His
ears were hot, from blushing maybe. She bent low and whispered softly
in his ear. "Would you pull down my panty, Andrew?"
Andy nearly melted into the hay. His sweaty fingers shook
uncontrollably as he fumbled with the tight panty, tugging and pulling
until it touched the hay at her ankles. He looked up. Her pussy was
level with this eyes, inches away. He swallowed, but his throat was
like paper. Without thinking, without even knowing where the idea
came from, he kissed her. He kissed her on the soft mound above her
labia. Katy shivered. Not expected. Not unpleasant.
At that moment, Josh walked back into the barn. But with him were the
two girls, Andy's sister Jenna and her friend Molly. Andy nearly
jumped out of his skin at the sight of the two girls. This was the
most supremely ultimate mood breaker, having his own sister intrude on
what promised to be his first sexual experience. Andy's spirits
plummeted.
"Don't let us interrupt your show Katy. Why don't you dance this slow
one with Andy?"
"That's okay," mumbled Andy, glancing at his sister, "I gotta go home
now anyway." Andy stood up to leave, giving Katy's nude body one last
glance.
"Hey, no need to run off kiddo," Josh responded. "I had a little chat
with the girls here and they're cool. They won't tell on you if you
want to stay around for a little while."
"Oh?" Andy looked wary.
"Don't worry, butthead," Jenna told him, "I won't tell mom. But you
owe me mega big time. Got it?"
"Yeah," croaked Andy, gratefully.
Katy listened to the exchange with interest. This Josh was a
frighteningly smooth talker. She wondered what his chat with the
girls had been about.
Then, with their issues resolved, they all turned to look at Katy.
She immediately felt very, very naked.
"Andy," Josh said, "wouldn't you like to dance with Katy? It's a slow
song."
Andy looked at his sister and Molly and then at Katy. She looked so
soft, so curvy, so gorgeous. He didn't know how to dance but he
didn't care. He wanted his arms around her. He moved to her, pressed
himself against her, and they danced. She was a little taller than
him but he didn't mind that and his erection was so painfully strained
that he could barely move but that was okay too. He was in heaven in
her arms. She was so soft, so nice, so sexy.
Josh could tell that poor Andy was in need of release. Katy could as
well.
"Katy, take Andy to the back of the barn and dance with him there.
The girls and I will wait for you."
"Yes, master."
Katy and Andy walked quickly to the empty stall, Andy leading her by
the hand.
Once there, Katy tried to resume their slow dance but Andy balked.
"No. I don't want to dance."
"Oh? You don't? Hmm, okay. Let's go back to the others, then, I
guess." Katy couldn't resist playing with him.
"No. Don't go. I want to sleep with you. Please?"
Katy put on a confused face. "Aren't we a little old for nap time?"
Andy looked red, with anger, or frustration, or embarrassment, Katy
wasn't sure. Better ease up, she thought.
"You know what I mean," he told her.
"Yes, I know. I'm sorry. Just tell me what you want me to do."
"Close your eyes. And just stand there for a minute." Katy obeyed.
She felt his hands on her body, exploring her completely, lingering on
her breasts and nipples, her hips, her buttocks, her genitals, her
thighs. His touch was stimulating but not enjoyable. It was the
touch of a boy who had never touched a woman before, an excited
groping, eager and clumsy.
"Lay down on your back." She obeyed him and waited, but nothing
happened. She opened her eyes. Andy was standing above her, near her
feet, with his shorts down around his ankles. When he saw her open
his eyes he instinctively covered his penis with his hands. Katy
suppressed a smile.
"Um," he said, "I really don't know what to do exactly."
"Okay," she answered, "come and lay down next to me. I'll help you
get started." Katy resolved that if she had to have sex with him then
she would teach him to do it the way she liked it best.
She pulled him on top of her, kissing him. He responded hungrily,
kissing her, groping her, fondling her. She realized that he would
ejaculate very soon, in seconds probably. She pushed him off and put
him on his back. He protested at first but then merely whimpered as
she rolled on top of him, straddling him, slipping his penis into her.
She let her hips descend onto him, felt him push up into her. He
groaned, and then hugged her as his orgasm took him over immediately.
She could feel his semen squirt into her, feel his body pumping. It
felt warm and good but not satisfying. He's too young, she thought.
He fucks like a bunny, too small, too quick, too selfish. Oh well.
He's a cute little fellow, though, she reflected as she hovered over
his panting chest. She let her breasts stroke his chest, let her
nipples tickle his skin as he recovered from his exertion. He looked
at her face finally, smiling sheepishly. He thanked her. She smiled.
Cute boy. Cute baby.
She pulled away from him and stood up. He looked up at her from the
hay, as he shyly pulled his pants up.
"Did you come?" he asked.
Katy smiled. Why to lie? "No, Andy, I didn't come." He looked
disappointed.
"Why not?"
Oh, this one has much to learn, Katy thought.
"Um, well, it's just that sometimes I do and sometimes I don't. It's
complicated."
"Wanna try again? Maybe you could come this time?"
"Oh, NO! That's okay. Really. I enjoyed it just fine even if I
didn't come." Andy looked resolute.
"But, I want to do it again."
"Oh."
Like a bunny, she thought.
"Can you do it again? So quick, I mean?" she asked.
"Sure. Lay down on your back. I want to be on top this time."
Resignedly, Katy obeyed. She had no sooner settled back into the hay,
however, than they heard the sound of Josh's voice calling to them.
"Yoo-hoo. Andy boy, how you doing? Having fun?" The voice came from
around the corner of the stall area, out of view.
Josh spoke again. "Andy, if you're still busy then that's cool, don't
need to answer. But if you're like done, then I need to get going now
so, I'll be waiting in the front."
Katy felt huge relief at these words. She wanted nothing less right
now than to leave this hellish barn. Better to capitalize on Josh's
feeble request for Andy to hurry.
"Oh, Andy, that's my master. He's being very polite but I know when
he's in that mood he's really getting angry. We better not do it
again. No time. He wants me to go with him now. I'm sorry. Okay?"
Andy was horribly unhappy at this change in his fortunes.
"I'll never see you again will I?" he asked.
Katy's thought was hopefully not, but she answered, "Maybe, Andy.
Maybe master will bring me back here sometime." Then she thought
about what she said and realized that it might well be true.
The two of them made their way back to the front of the barn to join
Josh, Molly, and Jenna. For the second time that day, Katy felt the
tickle of semen running down the inside of her thigh as she went naked
up the main walkway of the barn. Both of them blushed as they
encountered the curious eyes of the other three.
"Did you have fun, brother dear?" chided Jenna. Andy gave her a dirty
look, but Jenna seemed to sense the truth in his expression.
Katy noticed that Josh had been busy while she had been with Andy.
All of their stuff had been gathered and packed and put back into the
car. The car was in the yard and pointed toward the driveway. He
really was in a hurry to leave, she realized.
Josh handed Katy her t-shirt and jean shorts and she gladly put them
back on.
Tossing her the keys, he said, "Let's get going. It's almost dinner
time. I gotta get home." Gratefully, Katy started walking toward the
car, but stopped and turned to look when she heard Josh talking to
Andy.
"Andy, before I go I have a little surprise for you," he said. Katy
hoped this did not involve her. Andy, however, perked up, evidently
guessing that it did.
"What kind of surprise?"
Josh grinned. "How would you like to have your own slave?"
"Huh? What do you mean? You mean Katy?"
"No. Not Katy. Katy belongs to me. I'm talking about this one," he
said, pointing to Molly. Andy looked shocked. So did Molly.
"ME???", said Molly.
"Yes, you, stupid slave," said Josh. Turning back to Andy, he
explained.
"You see, Andy, a little while ago Molly made the decision to give
herself to me as my slave. Like Katy, but voluntarily, so to speak.
So, now she's my property. But you know, property can be given away
and that's what I'm going to do. I don't live around here so I'll not
be able to keep her in line. So, since you're such a good kid, you
can have her."
"No, wait," Molly protested. "I wanted to be YOUR slave. Not the
butthead's."
Josh looked at her sternly. "Did you not just promise to obey my
every wish and give yourself to me to own?"
"Well, yeah, but.."
"Then this is my command. You will now be the property of Andrew and
you will obey him as his slave just as you would have done for me.
That's final."
Molly was about to object further but hesitated. She looked at Andy.
Could be worse, she thought. Besides, at least he's around. Josh
might never come back again. This might be a better deal after all.
"Well?", asked Josh. Everyone, including Katy, and especially Andy,
waited for her response.
Timidly, softly, Molly answered. "Ok, master."
"Good. From now on, you obey Andy. Whatever he commands, everything
he commands. Now go to him."
Molly stood in front of Andy and knelt at his feet. Katy watched
these developments in amazement. Evidently, she realized, he had even
had time to train her.
"Okay Andy. She's all yours if you care to have her. What? Yes or
no?"
Andy looked up, still almost too shocked to understand what was going
on.
Well, yeah!! I mean, yes. Absolutely. Awesome." Then came the
grinning.
A few seconds later, Josh and Katy were back in the car and pulling
away from the barn. Katy's last look at the three in the rear view
mirror showed Molly, still on her knees, removing her bra to reveal
small but nicely formed young breasts. Little Andrew's Lucky Day
indeed, she thought.
As they drove back, Katy tried to delve into Josh's brain to learn how
he had managed to enslave young Molly. She could not imagine that he
could have found some way to blackmail her. She was mystified.
"Katy, you have to understand something. Some people want to be
slaves." That was all he would tell her. It was a confusing,
troubling idea.
As they pulled onto Josh's street, he gave her his instructions for
the evening.
"After you drop me off, I want you to go home. Clean up. Pretty up.
Be back at my house at 7:00. No later. Wear jeans, a blouse that
buttons in the front, sneakers. No underwear."
Katy nodded.
"Oh. By the way. My sister's coming home today. So you can two can
chat when you come over."
"Beth's back?? Cool!!" Katy was cheered by the thought of seeing her
best friend again. But then a bad, bad thought occurred to her.
"Josh, master? You haven't told Beth about... about, us I mean.
Have you?"
"Nope. But you will. You're going to tell her, and show her."
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