Message-ID: <2011eli$9707101451@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: phuleslv@hotmail.com (Kate) Subject: Katy's Surrender - part 4 (blackmail, bondage, humiliation) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <33c4113b.27765850@news.sover.net> Katy Surrenders - Part 4 Katy awoke in her own familiar bed in her own familiar bedroom. She opened her eyes and in that half-awake dream state everything seemed normal but also very odd. She tried to remember what day it was and what she had to do today. Then with a sudden jolt of awareness she came fully awake and the memories of the previous night came rushing back with all their humiliating details. She could barely believe, in the bright cozy sunlight of her bedroom, that the night before she had stripped naked in front of a strange man and had walked through the mall dressed in a skimpy dress, lead on a leash by that horrid boy Josh. It must have been some weird dream she thought. But in the next instant she felt the collar around her neck and the weight of the leash across her breast and full realization returned. It was not a dream. It really happened. And it was just the beginning. She sat up. Why had she put this stupid collar and leash back on as he had commanded her? And why did she sleep naked as he had ordered? This was confusing as well. What was she thinking last night? She could have just slept as usual in her pyjamas and Josh would never had known the difference. Was she losing it? Was he getting to her? She must have been really drained last night, she concluded. Too emotionally drained. That's all. She's rested today. That won't happen again. She looked down at the floor near her bed. The mutilated knit dress was there where she had dropped it last night. A pity he had made her ruin it. It was a nice dress. She looked at the clock. Just after 7am. She jumped. She had to get ready fast to make Josh's 8am deadline. She took off the collar and leash and hurried into the bathroom. Half an hour later she was downstairs eating breakfast, already dressed as Josh had instructed in shorts and t-shirt, except that she was wearing a bra. She did not want her mother to notice her lack of a bra at the breakfast table so she decided she would take the bra off later. "Mom, I'm going to be out with some friends today. I'm not sure when I'll be home so don't wait lunch. Ok?" Katy was grateful that her mother was busy reading the paper and was not paying very much attention to what she was telling her. "Sure dear, that's fine," her mother answered. It was 7:45. Katy ran back up to her room, quickly took off her bra, stuffed the collar and leash into a bag and was just about to leave the room when her phone rang. "Hello?" "Katy, this is your master." "Yes, master?" Could it be that he was canceling their day together? What wonderful luck. "You can come at 8:30 to pick me up. Use the extra time to pack a lunch for us. Whatever you have handy in the house will be fine. But no later than 8:30." "Yes, master," she answered, but heard the dial tone before she had finished speaking it. Okay. Have to pack food. Quickly. She ran back downstairs. Her mother was still reading and barely noticed her as she packed a cooler chest full of fruits and sandwiches and juices. "Going on a picnic with your friends, dear?" her mother finally inquired. "Yes, mom." "Looks like a perfect day for it." "Yup." "You're not wearing a brassiere are you, Katherine." Damn luck, Katy thought. "Um, no mom. We're gonna go swimming and so I'm packing my swimsuit and I'll put that on later." Katy knew this made no sense but sometimes that didn't really matter with her mother. "Okay, dear, but don't let your father see you that way. You know how he dislikes such things." "I know mom. I'll change right away. No prob." Katy finished her packing and loaded up the car. She would have to push it to be at the park by 8:30. Josh was sitting there waiting for her when she pulled up to the curb at exactly 8:30. She would have been there even earlier but she had to stop to put on the collar and leash. She was glad that she had remembered that particular instruction from the night before. Josh got into the car without greeting her. She waited as he examined her. "Ok. T-shirt and shorts. Good. Collar and leash are on. No bra. Unzip and open your shorts a little so I can see if you got panties on." Katy did as she was told, opening the shorts to expose her brown tuft of pubic hair. "Very good, Katy. You may leave them open like that for now." he told her. He then grabbed the leash, about a foot below where it was snapped onto the collar, and pulled her toward him. He kissed her lips softly. This actually startled Katy. She suddenly realized that up to now he had not even touched her, though he had had many opportunities. Perhaps that would change today, she wondered. Anxiety crept back into her mind and she tried not to think about what crazy plans he might have for her this day. "Now let's get going. We have a long day ahead of us. Get onto the interstate going north." "Yes, master." Within five minutes, they were driving north on the highway and after only a few miles Josh instructed her to pull into the rest area. "Take off your clothes." Katy looked around. The rest area was nearly empty at this time of the day. She slipped out of her jeans and t-shirt and Josh threw them into the back seat. Katy felt very odd at the touch of the car seat against her pussy. In spite of herself she was becoming aroused. "Sneakers too," Josh said. These too were deported to the back seat. "Okay. Let's go," Josh ordered and they pulled back onto the highway. Josh opened the sun roof. "Master, please. It's too cold still. Maybe later when it warms up?" "Shut up slut," was his response. Katy looked at him. For some reason, instead of being angry she felt her feelings hurt. What was happening to her? "There!!", Josh shouted suddenly. Now she knew why she had stripped. Josh pointed to a big 18-wheeler. It was ahead of them on their left. A man's tanned, hairy arm could be seen in the open, passenger-side window. "Catch up to them, Katy. Let him see your body." Josh seemed nearly gleeful. He clearly likes this type of thing, she thought unhappily. This would be a very long summer. The little car quickly pulled up alongside the truck and Katy kept the speed constant to stay directly next to the passenger side window. At first the trucker did not notice the little car. When he did look down, though, he became very enthusiastic. Katy had to keep her eyes on the road, so Josh kept her informed of her audience's behavior. With the window down on Katy's side and with the sun roof open as well, the trucker had a clear view of her entire naked body. Josh waved to the man who gratefully waved back. Josh held up the leash to make sure he saw that too. The man gave him a big thumb's up, grinning broadly. Josh could tell the man was relaying information back to the driver. Katy was glad she was driving. She could keep her eyes on the road and try to mentally block out this degrading scenario. "Hey, cool," Josh said, after several minutes. "He's got a camera." "He's going to take my picture?" asked Katy in dismay. "He already did I think," Josh replied. "Quite a few, it looks like." Omigod, thought Katy. Please let this end. Meanwhile Josh gave a thumb's up to the trucker, encouraging him to take more pictures. A few minutes later, the truck accelerated away from them and the man signaled Josh to follow. Within a mile they pulled into another rest area. Obeying Josh, Katy parked her car next to the truck. Immediately the two truckers jumped out, greeting Katy and Josh as though they were old buddies. The driver, when he caught sight of Katy, said, "Son of a bitch, Pete, you weren't kidding, this bitch is a beauty all right." "How you doin' little lady? My name's Pete, this is my partner Carl," said the man who had been on the passenger side of the truck. The two men were now standing next to Katy's door and were ogling her through the open window and sun roof. Katy was rigid with fright. She did not want to imagine what these men might be capable of doing. She was acutely aware that they were parked at the end of the large parking lot with no other vehicles nearby. In fact, the huge truck blocked the line of sight between her car and the rest of the parking lot and the building. No one would see her plight if these men decided to do anything bad to her. She kept her eyes straight ahead and did not speak in answer to their greetings. Her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly. Josh broke the brief silence. "Hey guys!" "Hi kid. We like your friend a lot. Say, how old are you anyway, boy? You look like a pretty young fella." This was the driver who spoke to Josh. "Old enough, right?" Josh replied amicably, avoiding a direct answer. "Your friend here's kinda quiet. Don't she like us?" "It's her first time doing this. I guess she's just shy," answered Josh. "She sure is pretty," said Carl. "How's about she gets out of the car so we can see her better?" Katy cringed at this suggestion. Turning to Josh, her face a grimace of pleading, she whispered to him. "Please. Let's get out of here. Please." Josh looked to the two men. "Katy says if you've got a couple of minutes she'd be glad to get out so you can see her better. No problem. She's a teeny bit shy though, so maybe you should help her get out." In spite of her efforts at stoicism, Katy quietly shed a tear as one of the truckers opened her car door and pried her fingers from the wheel. In a second she stood on the asphalt, barefoot and naked except for her collar and leash. Josh also got out of the car and took his place next to the two men. "Stand up straight, Katy. Show them how nice your tits stick out," said Josh. Katy obeyed, comprehending the hopelessness of her situation. She stared blankly at nothing, avoiding eye contact with the three as she felt them thoroughly explore her body with their eyes. Her tears returned. "What's with the leash, kid?" asked Carl. "You two into the kinky stuff?" "Katy's my slave." The two men went wide-eyed at this simple response. "Whoa, now there's a lucky fella. I wish my daddy had bought me toys like this when I was your age," said Carl. The two truckers laughed loudly. "Say, kid," Carl continued, his eyes still on Katy as he spoke, "how's about you be a good sport and let me and Pete have a little fun with Katy here. Just a little quicky for each of us. How `bout it? We got a real comfy bed up behind the cab." Katy was in agony. After all he had done to her so far, she fully expected Josh to let her be raped by these vulgar men. She felt faint, standing there in the sun. She hoped that they did not have some foul disease. At least she was on the pill. Thank goodness for that, at least. "Sorry, mister," Josh answered. "Can't share her. Not today anyway. But, look, if you guys come through this way a lot you can give me your phone number and maybe we can arrange for you to fuck her next time." A reprieve, thought Katy. "Yeah, that's cool, kid," Carl answered. "We don't want to be pushy. Most times people don't follow us into the rest stop like you did. Appreciate it." "Tell you what," Carl continued, "you got e-mail? You can e-mail us sometime. We got our own trucker's website too, where we put our flasher pictures. Would it be okay if we put your girl's pic on it?" For the next few minutes, as Katy waited patiently, the three males happily exchanged e-mail addresses and URL's. Carl announced that if he could take a few more shots of Katy he would devote an entire page to her on the website. Josh informed Katy that she should feel honored and that she could tell all her friend's back at college to look for her special page on the web. He and the truckers laughed at this and Pete got the camera ready. "Good thing we got some extra rolls of film," he said. For the next half hour the two men took many pictures of Katy, placing her in a wide variety of humiliatingly erotic poses. In the last few shots, they stood on each side of Katy as Josh took the pictures. "These'll look great in your website," Josh announced. Finally they had enough pictures. Pete and Carl thanked Josh enthusiastically for the impromptu photo shoot and started to say their goodbyes. "Wait a minute, guys," Josh said. "Katy would like to thank you for taking her picture." Turning to Katy he said, "Katy, give them each a nice kiss." Katy reminded herself how much worse this might have been and answered, "yes, master." Then she stepped toward Carl. Grinning delightedly, Carl put his arms around Katy and pressed his lips against hers. Katy was repulsed by the foul smell of the man's breath and the greasy feel of his whiskers but did not pull away from his attentions. As his lips lingered on hers and his tongue slipped into her mouth, Katy felt his huge, rough hands pressing into her naked buttocks, pulling her slim body against him. Carl placed Katy's arms around his neck, forcing her to her tiptoes to keep her lips on his. She dared not pull away without permission. Sliding his hands up along her waist, Carl genty squeezed and fondled Katy's breasts, pinching and tweeking the nipples. Sensing Josh's approval, he continued fondling Katy's naked body, massaging her pussy, kneading her breasts, squeezing her buttocks, kissing her soft nipples. By this time Katy was again in tears from the humiliation. She stood limply as the next man took his turn. Pete did not bother with the pretext of a kiss at first but dove right into feeling her up. After thoroughly man-handlng her perfect breasts, he inserted two fingers deep into her pussy, probing, massaging, squeezing. Much to her dismay and embarrassment, Katy began to react to this attention with an increased flow of secretions to her vagina and a noticeable change in her posture. Instead of standing rigidly, her body involuntarily moved in usison with the man's manipulations. Oh God, no, she thought, don't let me lose control. Her fingers dug into the man's upper arms as she steadied herself. She tried to pull herself off of the man's thrusting fingers but only succeeded in giving herself more stimulation. She was going to orgasm she realized and she wanted it! She felt like a slut but did not care. She wanted this orgasm. Seconds later her lithe frame bucked and spasmed against Pete's hand, her breasts jiggling wildly. Then it was over. Peter withdrew his fingers and sniffed them happily. Katy slumped to the ground, exhausted and shamed. For several seconds, Katy just sat on the hot pavement, her weight on her right thigh and her right hand. Too mortified to face her tormenters, she stared at the ground, still breathing heavily. She could not imagine how she must look to them. Naked and collared in a public parking lot, flushed from an orgasm. What was happening to her? Then she felt the warm liquid strike against her belly and legs. Rain? She looked down in shock as more spurts of hot semen splattered over her. Oh God please not that too, she thought. Unknown to Katy, while Pete had been enjoying his "kiss", Carl, inspired by the show, had started masturbating behind her. He reached orgasm a few seconds after Katy had dropped to the ground and he directed his output to her torso and legs. Meanwhile Pete wasted no time and was soon ejaculating in gushers as well. Josh called her name. Involuntarily, she looked up just in time to receive a long streamer of semen across her face, into her eye, across her lips, and over her hair and ears. Pete finished his large load on her upper chest and breasts. "Wow, cool," proclaimed Josh. "Oohh, gross." said Katy. She started to wipe the semen out of her left eye but Josh stopped her. "Leave it there, Katy. It looks nice." The two truckers, now sated, left quickly after they and Josh confirmed their plans to communicate later for a second tryst. As the truck pulled away, Katy and Josh got back into the car. Josh let her put her t-shirt back on but did not let her clean or even disturb the cum that now dripped down her face, torso, and legs. He directed her to pull back onto the highway. "Master, can I please go home now," Katy begged. "Go home? No. We have a long day ahead of us and we haven't even started it yet. Our exit is not far." Katy suppressed a tear. A dribble of cum slid down from her nose and onto her upper lip. She could smell the musky odor of it as she inhaled. "Okay, Katy. This is our exit. We're almost there." -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /