Archive-name: Tony-slaves.5 Keywords: mf teen series nc Tony's Sex Slaves &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& NOTE: I consider this as one of the worst written parts in the saga, so please let me know what you think. I promise to improve the following parts :-) (for the moment I've planned to go upto 10 parts!) It's a bit too childish, and some of you will strongly dislike this kind of writing, but if you think back to your own youth, you _WILL_ realise that this kind of behavior is extremely realistic for inexperienced guys of Tony's age. So please hold your flames ... WARNING: This is the fifth 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. Any resemblance to existing persons is 100% coincidence. I want to stress this point again: nor Chrissy, nor Cynthia is my sex slave. I'm a normal man, happy with my actual girlfriend, and have no need for sex slaves (yet ?) ... Once again: English is NOT my mother tongue, so excuse me for any grammatical and/or spelling mistakes. A few nice people on the net have given a large amount of their time to help me with it, so it is much improved since the first draft. Thanks go to these men and women for their excellent remarks! !! As always, this story is Copyright (C) 1994 by Major Tom !! !! It may be spread, as long as nothing is changed. !! !! You need permission from the author to spread ANY hardcopies. !! !! All commercial rights reserved by the author. !! !! Feedback wanted and highly appreciated. !! !! Flames to /dev/null ; Just go and feed your dogs instead. !! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Tony's Sex Slaves by Major Tom Part 5 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Saturday 1st ~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was already five past nine when I arrived at Cynthia's house. I wasn't too sure what the evening would bring, but I had some plans which might become reality; who knows? Getting the car wasn't a problem; I told my parents that I had a date, and they immediately handed my the keys to the large sedan, which I normally wasn't allowed to drive. And so, there I was, parking the car before number 12 ... The girls were already waiting outside the house, just as I asked them. Hmm ... That was a fine start ! Cynthia was wearing her 'usual' clothing: the black mini skirt, and a blue silky blouse, which made her breasts look larger than they actually were. And Chrissy ... Well ... She looked rather sexy as well, given her weight problem; her legs were too fat to look good under her mini skirt, but other than that, she looked rather great, all the more because of her extremely large breasts, which seemed to almost burst out of her sexy white blouse. Perhaps they could've been more sexy, but I was rather happy with the way they looked. Cynthia in particular was a great girl to be seen with; just in case some of my friends would be attending the new Leslie Nielsen movie as well this evening ! 'Evening girls, get in ...' They had both opened backdoors, and were almost seated when I ordered Cynthia to get over to the passenger's seat in the front; I wanted her next to me, and Chrissy would have the back for herself. A bit reluctantly - not happy that she would be separated from her friend - Cyn moved to the front ... I started the car and drove two blocks, before I stopped in a more quiet area of the city, just next to the City Park. Then I looked at the girls, and asked them whether they had experienced any difficulties in order to make it tonight. Chrissy said she hadn't encountered any problems, but Cynthia seemed to have had a fight with her parents, who weren't too happy with their daughter leaving the house 2 nights in a row ... But still there they were, and that was all that mattered right now. I leaned over to Cynthia and slid my hand over her breasts. At first she tried to back away, but it was no use. Realizing this, she let me have my way. I felt a bra covering her breasts, and decided that my first plan would work out rather well. Doing the same thing with Chrissy, I concluded they were both wearing a bra ... 'OK. Time for a new rule, ladies ... I don't want you to wear a bras any more; I wanna be able to see and feel your breasts like this, and not with a bra covering them ... So... Take it off, please ...' 'You can't be serious ! We're going to a public place?' Chrissy was obviously in a panic; even the idea of having to show up at the movies without a bra made her freak; I couldn't be serious? Yes, I could ... 'I don't want to hear anything from you ! I just want to find 2 bras in my hand, and I want them NOW !' Cynthia was the first to give in. Sighing, she unclipped her bra and handed it to me. From the look in her eyes she wanted to kill me for this; but she did it. She knew that I was in charge, and that protests wouldn't help ... And a few seconds later Chrissy also arrived at that conclusion, and with an enormous sigh, she unclipped hers, and handed it to me as well. 'Thank you. There's nothing to be worried about; you won't be the only ones without a bra ... After all it's becoming fashionable to show up without one, especially in trendy discos and such.' I laughed, and then went on to my second idea, and the second humiliation of the evening: I moved my hand between Cynthia's legs, until I found, as expected, the cotton of her panties. Showtime again ! 'And this is the last rule: same for panties ... OUT ! NOW !' Another scream of disbelief from Chrissy, and an extremely scared look in Cynthia's eyes, but again there was NOTHING they could do about it. Thus, they did what I asked: only a minute later I had two deliciously girl-smelling panties in my hands ... Hmmm ... I decided to keep them; it would make a good addition to the tapes, for during the week. Now I had a part of my slaves' clothing, and that would make my fantasies even more realistic, and of course my inspiration might improve as well ... 'OK. That's it. From now on, that's the way I want you two to be dressed at every occasion ... Either at Chrissy's house, or wherever we might meet; no more stupid bras, and no more panties; you will FEEL the air on your pussy, and it will make you even more hot for each other, and for me ...' With that I put the bras and the panties in the glove compartment, and started the engine again ... At 9:40pm we arrived at the theater, and I parked the car in a quiet part of the large parking area. We had another 20 minutes before the movie would start and I decided to show off. We left the car and walked towards a nearby restaurant. On the way, I kept quiet; I was hoping to find some of my schoolmates in the restaurant, and entering with a girl on each arm was an old dream of mine, a dream which would come true right now ... I took the girls by the arm, and when we entered the cafeteria it looked exactly like I wanted: to anyone inside, Tony had just entered with 2 (yes, TWO !) rather good looking girls, and well ... What else could they be but his lovers ? (after all I had no sisters or such, so ...) And indeed ... 'Well ... Look who's there ! It's fuckin' Tony !' Jimmy Cartland. Not one of my best friends, but certainly a guy that would take care of telling the whole school that Tony had either one or two girlfriends; GREAT ! 'Hi Jimmy, I'd like to introduce my girlfriend, Cynthia. And on my left side is Chrissy, an ... errr ... another friend of mine !' 'Whew ... No shit, man ! Where have you been hiding that beauty ?' Oh no ... He was jealous ! The girl sitting next to Jimmy wasn't even half as pretty as Cynthia, and he realized this. But of course I acted like everything was OK, and walked the girls to an empty table. We were only just seated, when Cynthia hissed: 'Bastard ! Why did you do that ? I'm not, and will NEVER be your girlfriend !' I only laughed, and then said calmly: 'Whenever I want to introduce you as my girlfriend, you are. I don't care whether you like it or not, but _I_ am in charge here. Understood ?' And with that I decided to teach her a lesson: I leaned over, and kissed her fully on the mouth. A very direct and intense French kiss. At first she refused to cooperate, but when I hissed 'NOW', she gave in. Disbelief at the other table; Jimmy couldn't believe his eyes: Weird Tony was actually French kissing one of the prettiest girls in the restaurant ! And I couldn't stop myself; I started rubbing Cynthia's nipples through her blouse, and only a few seconds later they were rock hard, and very visible. I felt like I was putting on the best show ever, and I enjoyed every second of it; only two more days to go, and the whole school would know every detail of what had happened tonight ! Finally we arrived at the theater itself. I sat down, one girl on each side. The movie started, and as expected it was a great one; Leslie Nielsen was crazier than ever before, and I had lots and lots of fun. All the more so because of my 2 slaves surrounding me, unwilling, but who cares ? I decided to have some fun, and while Leslie was acting in a great love-scene, I bent over to the left, and had my left hand disappear under Chrissy's skirt. Soon I found her hairy pussy, and started rubbing her clit. I heard her breathing become louder, and knew she was enjoying it. The seats in the cinema weren't too large, and I decided to try whether my right hand could reach Cynthia's lovehole. Slowly, I moved my right hand towards her, and once I had found her leg, I began stroking it upwards, moving towards my goal. I felt her tense and try to move further away, as far as the seat allowed her to go. Displeased, I hissed 'GET BACK HERE !' and felt her moving back; I could almost HEAR her thinking: "damn !". Nevertheless, I moved my hand onwards, and soon my middle finger found some pubic hair. It wasn't the most comfortable position at all for me, but I knew the girls were suffering even more, and that made me continue with what I was doing; I started rubbing Cynthia's clit as well, and soon I heard her breathing getting heavier as well. Hmm ... This was becoming fun ! And it was ... I hadn't stopped moving around Chrissy's cunt in the meantime, and she had become very wet. Hearing her breathing, I knew it wouldn't take too much longer for her to reach an orgasm. And that was exactly what I had in mind: just a few seconds before she reached her climax, I withdrew my hand ... 'Tony ... Please ...' She groaned; this was the last thing she'd expected. She WANTED to come; she really needed it ... I turned towards her, and said: 'Beg, you slut ... Try as hard as you can to convince me that you're worth having an orgasm ...' She took it the wrong way: she moved her right hand towards my crotch and tried to free my erection, thinking that I wanted her to make me come first. 'No ... Not now. I'm saving mine for later tonight. Just beg ... I want to hear your pleas ...' 'OK ... Please Tony, I'd do anything to have an orgasm. I'm your perfect slave ... Please, let me come ...' Hmm ... This was another ultimate humiliation. In a public place, Chrissy was begging me to have her come, and said to whoever was listening that she was my slave ! WOW ... And even better: it sounded like she really meant what she said. I decided that that was sufficent, and continued my work. Only a few seconds later she was finally there, reaching her climax ... She made a bit too much noise while coming; the man sitting one row in front of us suddenly looked backwards and asked us to keep quiet. Thanks to the darkness in the theater he couldn't see what I was doing with my slaves, but nevertheless it was a scary moment for all 3 of us. Slowly, I withdrew my hand from Chrissy's cunt, and increased my efforts with Cynthia, who was also very wet, but nevertheless still hadn't reached her climax. And then, suddenly, she moaned, and I felt her pussy becoming wetter than ever: she was having an orgasm ! I turned towards her, and asked: 'Well ? Are you gonna thank me for this, or what ?' She sighed, and then whispered: 'Thank you Tony, for letting me having an orgasm ...' It wasn't very convincing, and so I told her to thank me again, adding that I wanted her to speak louder as well. Another sigh, and then: 'Thank you Tony, for letting me have such a great orgasm ...' It sounded much better, but I decided to have her suffer some more, and told her to speak up: 'I can't hear you !' 'Tony ! I can't say this any louder; people can hear us ...' 'So what ? SAY IT, or I'll do something even worse ...' I had no idea what I would do to her, but nevertheless she accepted without any further complaints. Much louder, she said: 'Thank you Tony, for letting me have this ... orgasm ...' BINGO ! The same man that had looked back a few minutes ago, turned around, looked at whoever had spoken such dirty words, and then said loudly to his wife: 'If those kids are the future, I'd rather commit suicide. Dirty scum !' I only laughed, and then laughed even harder when I noticed Cynthia's embarrassment; this was fun ! And it wasn't my last laugh, because the end of the movie was great fun. When we finally exited the cinema and returned to the car, I was in a good mood ... The girls were in a better mood as well, mostly because they thought the torture and humiliation had ended for tonight ... Wrong ... I had asked my parents for the keys to the large sedan instead of the small Japanese car I usually drove, and not because I wanted to have much room for our legs or such; not at all: I wanted another old dream of mine to become true ... Like many among you, I've seen lots and lots of movies where the heroes do a quick fuck on the back seat, and that was exactly what I had in mind right now. Thus I opened the back door and had the girls step inside. Of course they had expected me to close the door and get in the front, but I just joined them on the back seat. Their faces darkened when I got in: they'd been wrong; I had other things in mind ! 'OK girls, let's make ourselves a little more comfortable here ...' I quickly organized things: I had Cynthia sit on the floor of the car and Chrissy at the other end of the back seat. At the same time, I spread my legs rather comfortably and motioned Cynthia, who's face was only a few inches away from my crotch, to unzip my pants and free my already hard cock. Desperately, she looked around for any reason whatever to get away, but to no avail; she'd have to do it ... Nevertheless she tried: 'Tony, there are lots of people walking around ... Can't we do this somewhere else ?' 'Nope. First of all we're parked in the quietest area of the lot; second, people won't be peeping, as this sort of thing happens daily here.' I wasn't too sure about that, but nevertheless I was willing to take the risk. After all, the worst that could happen was that a police officer would catch us. Perhaps we'd be charged with a sexual offence, but I was rather confident this wouldn't happen. After all this was the nineties... In the meantime Cynthia had accepted that she'd have to do it, and with slow reluctance, she opened my zipper and, after what seemed an hour, she finally released my dick, which immediately jumped to attention. I smiled at her, and said only one word: 'Suck !' 'Nooo ...' And there it was again, that scared look on her face. And again it was more than just being afraid of being forced to have sex with me; something was wrong with this girl, but what ? I noticed Chrissy opening her mouth, and knew that she was about to take over in order to spare her friend, but I had had enough of all this, and before she could say a word, I said: 'No Chris, not this time. Cynthia is gonna do it. If she doesn't want to, she won't have to swallow my cum, but she's gonna touch it with her mouth and tongue right now; if not, it's over with you girls ... I've had enough; either you suck it right now, or we'll return home immediately, and I'm gonna spread copies of the videotape before midnight ! I'm sick of this shit ... Suck it or get laughed at by the whole world; choose NOW !' It had been some time since I last had to use the tape(s) as a threat, and perhaps I should've done it earlier, because the look on both faces acknowledged what I hoped: they were still scared as hell about the tape and letters being sent to all their friends and relatives. I saw Chrissy looking at her friend; she knew there was nothing she could do right now. Her future was in Cynthia's hands right now; my voice had sounded determined enough: I'd spread those stupid things, no doubt ... Cynthia looked up, her eyes meeting Chrissy's, and then she whispered: 'I'll do it ...' But I still was a bit angry, and yelled at her: 'WHAT ? Speak up, fucking slut !' She looked down again. Tears were streaming down her face, as she said: 'I'll suck you ... God, please ...' 'God ain't gonna help you tonight, Cynthia. Just do it. It isn't that bad; you've seen Chrissy do it, and she even enjoyed it, so just try it, OK ?' Suddenly, my anger disappeared, and I even began to feel sorry for her. Nevertheless I had to be tough on this one; if she'd do it today, she'd do it again in the future, so if necessary, I'd force her. But it wasn't necessary ... Slowly, she bent over, and a few seconds later I felt her warm breath on my glans. Her mouth only half an inch away from my penis, she hesitated again, and I was just about to tell her to move on when she did. The tip of her tongue came out of her mouth and carefully touched the tip of my shaft. Although the contact was minimal, I felt an electrifying shock; this situation was driving me wild ... Nevertheless she was still too scared to take any further action, and because I was far too hot, I lost my last bits of patience: 'Take it in your mouth, Cyn ! I wanna feel your tongue everywhere on my cock ...' She flashed me a look, but then opened her mouth and took the head of my cock between her lips. She began sliding it in and out, perhaps two inches of length total, covering her teeth with her lips. It felt very nice, and I was rather happy with it, although she wasn't giving me the perfect blowjob Chrissy had given me only 24 hours ago. Suddenly reminded of Chrissy's presence, I opened my eyes again and motioned the other girl to move closer. 'There's enough for both of you down there. You can share ...' I wanted to give some more instructions on how to do it, but then decided to see what they'd do if I let them figure it our for themselves. Not bad at all ... Chrissy bent over, and started sucking the last few inches of my shaft, which didn't fit in Cynthia's mouth. She also paid attention to my already burning balls, and I congratulated myself with that last decision; Chrissy was doing just fine, without any commands from my side. And there I was ... Lying in the back of my parents' sedan, extremely relaxed on the comfortable seat, with two girls sucking my cock and balls. What else did I need in life ? An orgasm maybe ? Hmm ... Indeed. I knew it wouldn't take long; the combined efforts of my 2 slaves, and of course the context in which all this was happening, had made me hornier than ever before, and my semen was already boiling in my insides. Nevertheless, I wanted these feelings to last as long as possible, and thus I ordered the girls to change places; this way I might be able to hold back a little longer. I tried with all my will, but Chrissy's sucking technique was definitely better than Cynthia's, and only a few seconds after she had started sucking my shaft, I started moaning, and only a micro-second before it actually happened, I succeeded in warning her: 'Chris ... I'm coming ... EAT IT ! Aaaahhhhhh ...' My cock pulsed and jumped as far as their mouths allowed, and I poured what felt like my entire being out through my dick and into her mouth. She moaned, swallowing every drop, and I'd swear that she enjoyed every second of my climax. Relaxing from what felt like the best orgasm man could ever experience, I sighed, and after a second or two I looked at my slaves: 'Well ... That was wonderful, really. Thanks, girls ...' Looking at Cynthia, I added: 'And it wasn't THAT bad, was it, Cyn ?' She looked away, uncertain of what to say, but finally she whispered: 'No, it wasn't ...' 'Good girl ... I hope you won't be that scared anymore, next time ...' Silence. I looked at my watch and noticed that it was getting late. Thus, I asked the girls to move aside, so that I could sit up, and get dressed again. About 20 minutes later, I stopped the car in front of Cynthia's house. Both girls looked relieved that the evening was over, but I didn't care. I knew there would be another Friday (and Saturday) soon ... 'Well ... That was it, girls ... Chris, shall I drop you off at home, or do you have your Camino parked here ?' She pointed at something red, hiding near the garage, and I nodded. 'Ok ... Cyn, I wish you the best for this week, and of course till Friday; I hope you've pleasant dreams ...' Smiling I turned towards Chrissy, and said: 'And Chris ... I'll see you on Tuesday at about 7:00 pm, OK ?' Chrissy's mouth opened, surprised. 'What ? Why ?' 'I promised to help you with your Chemistry test, remember ? I'll keep my word and I'm expecting you at 7:00 pm. Chemistry is rather easy, really, and I'll help you with it. That's the least I can do, right ?' She looked even more scared: 'You really don't have to ...' 'Shut up ! Be there at 19h, and you'll have an A+ on that test, I promise ...' She still wasn't too happy with the prospect, but at this point all she could do was nod, and that was exactly what she did ... 'Bye girls ...' 'Bye Tony ...' 'Bye ...' And with that, I drove home. Next Tuesday looked promising. I really wanted to help her with that Chemistry test, but it wouldn't take the whole evening, and we'd surely have some time left for some fun ... Yes, I was really looking forward to that day ... - - - - - - - (Continued in Part 6) - - - - - - - MAIL: anon4bc5@nyx.net