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THREE QUEENS
Susan Dunn entered the small but tidy house she rented and kicked off her heels. It had been another insane Friday at work at the end of a hectic week. As her firm’s highly skilled and prized office manager, she became everyone’s go-to. Staff from both above and below came to her with problems.
After a long day Susan was disappointed to hear no sound from the kitchen, and concerned that her housemate and lover Karen Burke seemed to be absent. Karen was almost always home first with dinner started when Susan arrived.
After calling a few times and a fruitless search, Susan pulled out her cell phone to call. She discovered that the ringer she turned off to deal with an emergency at work had never been turned back on and that she had a text message.
“Work errand, home soon, will get take out----Luv----K”
“Well that’s settled” Susan thought, “Shower before dinner.”
Fifteen minutes later, freshly showered, Susan was standing before a full length mirror, and liking what she saw. At 5’ 10”, she was a tall woman, a good deal of it in her long legs. Her breasts where a perfect match for her frame and at 29 remained nicely rounded and firm. She had the slender form, flat stomach and cut arms of an athlete.
She had put on a lacy black bra and panties set under her loungewear, she needed relaxation and intended to have Karen help her …relax. Susan was just tying the drawstring of her pants when she heard a commotion at the front door and her name been called urgently.
Susan rushed out to find Karen juggling her purse and a bag of take out, while trying to get her sandal straps undone.
Susan always thought the term “bubblie blonde” was an insult until she met Karen. To describe her as vivacious would be the height of understatement. Karen was a force of nature, a human ball-of-energy wound up in a whirlwind.
“Why don’t you just put the bags down?” Susan advised.
Instead Karen shoved them into her housemates arms and launched into an excited stream of consciousness. “Oh my god! Susan wait til I tell you what I saw, you won’t believe it, I’m so horney I can barely believe it and I saw it..”
“Karen” Susan broke in “Focus and calm down.”
Karen stopped and smiled, “You’ve got your mistress voice on.” She said.
“Yeah, and you’ll hear a lot more of it later, but right now I’m starved” and before Karen could launch into her excited babbling again, Susan turned around and carried their dinner to the kitchen.
Susan scooped out plates of white rice and chow mien. Karen bustled in behind her and seizing a plate began eating.
“So, we’re not going to use the table” asked Susan.
“Nope”, and with that Karen launched into her story between bites.
“The office manager needed these papers signed today” Karen began “and asked for volunteers to visit the boss and get them signed.”
Susan smiled, Karen’s boss, was one Jason Black. His small company made big investments in all sorts of enterprises. He hired only the best and treated his people accordingly. But he was rarely in the office, working mostly from home, and few of his employees knew anything about him. A mystery Susan knew Karen longed to unravel.
“You listening Susan?”
Susan was roused from her reveries, “With rapt attention dear, I swear.”
Karen gave her a brief skeptical look and then launched back into her story.
“Anyway, I get up to his place, office couldn’t reach him but they know he’s there, so I go up and ring the bell. Nothing, I keep it up a few times and then head around back.”
“Karen, you didn’t!” Susan cut in.
“Why not?” Karen responded, “I was there on official business, and besides the front of the house looked so nice, you know classy not some McMansion. I wanted to see the rest.”
“I don’t know” said Susan “Something comes to mind about a curious cat and how it ended up.”
“Kill joy, serve you right if I don’t finish my story” Karen chided.
Susan threw up her hands in mock surrender, there was no denying Karen’s enthusiasm.
“Fine, no more interruptions” Karen said, “Anyway, I went around back. Really nice place, a garden and a little pool, very elegant and understated. But still no boss man. I’m about to call the office when I hear this clacking, like someone’s banging sticks together. I follow the noise to this extension off the house, and the window is open so I peer in, you know so I won’t disturb anyone. And what do I see but two people fencing. It’s pretty obvious it’s a man and a woman and they’re really going at it, like some scene out of an old Errol Flynn movie. Well I should interrupt, I figure one of them has to be the boss, but it’s so fascinating. Then the guy does some fancy lunge, I really didn’t see too well; neither did the woman because she stumbles backward and falls on her butt. Next thing he’s over her with his sword at her throat and he yells, submit! Well she nods and he backs off and takes off his mask. Sure enough it’s Black. He smiles tells her to strip. She gets up and pulls off her mask. A pretty redhead, maybe early 40’s and then she begins to take off her cloths. Now I know I really should have interrupted before but I can’t do anything now without looking, uh…”
“Like the perv you are?’ injected Susan
“Well yeah” Karen agreed with a smile. “Anyway I just can’t stop watching because, well I’m getting really hot watching her slowly take off that fencing uniform. Once she’s naked, he handcuffed her wrists behind her back and locks a collar around her throat. Then she gives him this big smile and he gives her this long deep kiss, and puts a ball gag in her mouth. Lastly he leashes her and starts to lead her back to the main house. I realize I’ve got to get myself out of there and I run around front. I ring the bell a few times and Mr. Black finally came to the front door. He remembered me, signed the papers and chatted a bit and then, get this, he insists on walking me back to my car. That’s class, what guy would do that with a hot redhead tied up in the house. Anyway I get into the car and head back, but I’m so wet, I’m afraid of sliding on the car seat.”
“Oh really, perhaps we can do something about that” said Susan. Much as she disapproved of Karen’s prying, her story had gotten Susan’s juices flowing as well.
“uh-uh, not tonight girlfriend” said Karen dancing out of Susan’s reach, “tonight you’re going to have to work for it, now although I don’t fence a little girl wrassling should do the trick, one fall takes it all” and with that Karen headed down the hallway towards their living room.
Susan glanced at the dirty dishes waiting to be rinsed and the leftovers crying out to be stored in the fridge. But the choice was easy and she padded after Karen.
When she reached the living room Susan discovered that Karen had moved quickly. The coffee table had been moved aside and Susan’s exercise mat had been unfolded over the carpet. Karen had stripped down to her panties and bra and was doing a warm up that had nothing to do with stretching.
“For the loser”, said Karen, nodding toward the coffee table.
Susan could see she’d laid out a pair of handcuffs and a length of rope. Susan smiled, Karen was in great shape but Susan was a good 6 inches taller and a tri-athlete. They both had a pretty good idea how this would end. Susan pulled her t-shirt over her head and quickly removed her pants.
“Nice undies” Karen remarked, “can’t wait to rip them of.”
“Bring it” said Susan.
10 minutes later Susan triumphantly strolled down the hall back toward their bedroom, a naked and bound Karen thrown over her shoulder. Susan couldn’t believe the sense of power she felt; a warrior princess carrying her beautiful captive into slavery.
Susan set Karen down and forced her to her knees.
“Well dear, you wanted to remove my panties, get to it.”
“Uh..how?” Karen asked, trying to move her bound wrists to emphasize her point.
“Your teeth still work, don’t they?” Susan responded.
Karen gave her a wry smile and bent to her task with gusto, slowly inching Susan’s panties down her long legs; stopping ever so often for a little nip, or kiss.
After a time and although Karen ended on her belly, Susan could step out of her panties and kicked them aside. She repositioned her lovely prisoner on her knees and settled herself into a chair in front of Karen.
Susan spread her legs, “Well get to it girl.”
Amazingly Karen made no comment but buried her face in Susan’s mound, her clever tongue quickly brought an already excited Susan to orgasm.
As she recovered from the waves of pleasure, Susan thought of the weekend ahead, Karen had made her work for her conquest, now it was Karen’s turn to toil.
“That was good” Susan told Karen, “but the next will be better, or else.”
As Karen returned to her task, Susan slumped back and tried not to think about all the things she’d have to do this weekend.
Part 2
Another insane Friday and Susan Dunn was glad to be home. She kicked off her sandals and called for Karen. Hearing no response or noise that would indicate the blonde’s presence Susan took a quick look around only to meet with disappointment.
It had been a bit over a month since their wrestling match and Susan was sure that this time she’d left her phone’s ringer on. As she was about to hit the speed dial for Karen her own phone rang, flashing her lover’s name.
“Karen, is everything alright, where are you?”
“Hi, Susan” Karen responded, “look something’s come up and I’m not going to be home this weekend.”
“What!!” Susan knew her voice was getting loud, but her concern was rapidly increasing. “What’s come up? Where are you? And why are you on speaker?”
“Look Susan, it’s nothing…”
“Nothing my ass!!!” Susan cut Karen off “You tell me what’s going on, right now or I swear…”
“Ms. Dunn, please let me explain.” A decidedly masculine voice cut in. “My name is Jason Black. I’m afraid Karen came to my home to deliver a report, and decided to take an ..uh, self guided tour.”
“Shit”, thought Susan, Karen’s curiosity had finally gotten her in deep.
“Now Karen doesn’t want to lose her job and to be honest I would prefer not to fire an otherwise valued employee.’ Jason continued, “So after a conversation, which included a few things about her relationship with you, we’ve agreed on a more satisfactory punishment. To make amends for her indiscretion, Karen will be my slave until Sunday evening, after which this matter will be forgotten. So you see she is not being disloyal to you and I promise she is no real danger.”
Susan didn’t like this agreement at all and informed Jason.
“I’m afraid you really have no say in the matter…unless..you’d like to ride to Karen’s rescue.”
Susan was taken aback. “You mean fight you for her?”
“Nothing like that” Jason chuckled. “More a friendly competition, I don’t suppose you fence?”
Susan had to admit he had a nice deep laugh. “Fraid not” she responded, “How about a foot race?”
I don’t think so” Black demurred. “Even if my knee was undamaged, you’re still 20 years my junior.”
Susan’s mind raced, what contest could she suggest with a hope of winning.
“Poker” she blurted out, thinking of all the times in college she’d ended up with everyone’s money or clothing, depending on the night.
“Poker” Jason repeated, “Yes, that will do quite nicely. I’ll have everything ready, including the contest’s rules by time you get here.”
“Wait a minute, why do you get to make up the rules?’ Susan inquired.
“Because my dear, I have Karen.” Jason, gave Susan directions and rung off. For a few moments Susan stared at the phone. What have I gotten myself into? She thought. No what had Karen gotten her into? Either way that girl was going to end up with a sore butt.
Part 3
Jason’s directions were exact and Susan arrived at his home in less than 45 min. As instructed she parked in the drive next to Karen’s car, walked to the front door and rang the bell.
The door was answered by a young Asian woman. She was even shorter than Karen but every bit as beautiful. Her long black hair hung loose and straight to the small of her back. She wore a hapi coat that just barely covered her ass and pussy and, Susan was sure, nothing else.
“Ms. Dunn” the women spoke without a trace of accent, “Please come in, you are expected.”
Susan followed the girl down a hallway, to a pair of sliding doors. The girl knocked and then opened the door, motioning for Susan to follow her.
Susan wasn’t sure what she was expecting but it wasn’t the large, cheerie room that she walked into. Cathedral ceilings and large picture windows flanking a sliding glass door, gave the room the feeling of light and space. There was little furniture inside but what there was of it was expensive looking.
In the rooms center a folding card table had been set up and two plush chairs moved next to it. Besides one of the chairs knelt Karen. She wore only a collar and handcuffs, a red ball gag filled her mouth and a black leather leash angled from the collar, falling between her breasts. She made no movement or sign that she knew Susan was there, she remained with her knees apart and her head bowed.
“Master, Ms. Dunn has arrived”
The announcement brought Susan back to her immediate surroundings. She hadn’t seen Jason Black behind the bar, but now watched as he strode across the room toward her. He obviously worked out. His arms and chest strained at his t-shirt. He still had an unruly mop of graying hair which set off dark eyes and a tanned complexion more than it’s original color could have. He was also an inch or two shorter than Susan and she immediately regretted wearing flats.
“Thank you Monique, I won’t require you this weekend, you may have the time to yourself”
“Thank you Master” replied Monique. She bowed deeply and left the room.
Susan took Black’s pro-offered hand.
“A bit over confident aren’t you?” asked Susan.
Jason shrugged, “I don’t intend losing” he replied. “But if I do we’ll call it my penalty to be without feminine company for the weekend.”
He struck a dramatic pose and Susan couldn’t help but smile.
“I suppose you could always tell Monique you’ve changed your mind.”
He shook his head, “No, that would be unfair and a good master must be just in his rewards as well as his punishments. Can I offer you a drink?”
“No thank you.” Susan replied. “We should get started.”
“Very well; the game is 5 card draw, no wild cards, 3 card discard unless you hold an ace, three hands best two out of three.”
“And the stakes?” Susan was already pretty sure she knew, but wanted to hear him say it.
“As already discussed, if you win you rescue dear Karen from her weekend of slavery.”
“And should I lose?” Susan prodded.
“You join her.’
There it was said, Susan thought. She was about to gamble with a nearly perfect stranger with her body as the prize and she actually felt excited. Perhaps a psychiatric consultation was in order.
“I agree to your terms” Susan intoned, a formal challenge made and accepted she thought, let the games begin.
Jason led the way to the card table and pulled out the chair but instead of sitting Susan bent down and cupped Karen’s chin, forcing the girl to look at her.
“I told you, your curiosity would land you in trouble”, Susan said. “Don’t worry sweetie, it’ll be alright.” She bent and kissed Karen gently on the forehead.
“Now who’s being overconfident?” Jason broke in.
Susan smiled sweetly at him and took her seat. At the table’s center lay an unopened deck of cards. Too one side sat Karen’s clothing, in a neatly folded stack. On the other lay a pair of handcuffs, a ball gag, a collar and a leash. Susan reached out tentatively and touched the collar, a small shiver went down her spine.
“I’ll deal the first and third hand” Jason’s voice interrupted her thoughts. She looked up to find him seated and holding the deck of cards out to her. “Please shuffle, it is a new deck so be thorough.”
Susan had learned a few tricks in college and began shuffling the cards, one handed, fans a few other fancy moves in an attempt to intimidate Jason. He watched for a bit but didn’t seem terribly impressed. As Susan watched he reached down and began to absently fondle Karen’s breast. Already excited, Karen reacted immediately, leaning into his hand, her breath began to speed up.
Realizing it was she who was distracted, Susan finished shuffling without the flourishes and lay the cards in the table’s center. Jason momentarily set aside his attentions to Karen, to cut and deal the cards. He picked up his own hand, fanned it and began to fondle Karen once more.
Susan picked up her own cards and fanned them out. She was greeted by a pair of threes.
“So” Jason began to chat nonchalantly. “Karen tells me you’re the office manager for Carlson, Swain. You must be very good at it to hold such a pivotal position at your age. It must be gratifying to know how much everyone depends on you.”
“It can be” Said Susan, but she knew the stress of everyone depending on you, of being the only one who seemed to know all the pieces, of having to be calm, collected and have all the answers all the time.
“Pretty stressful as well” said Jason as if reading her mind “I’ll bet there are times you’d like someone else to be in charge?” He stopped his ministrations to Karen’s breasts long enough to discard two cards and replace them.
Susan followed suit and was rewarded with a second pair.
“Two pair, eights over threes.” She said with just a bit of triumph, “”Beat that.”
He couldn’t, and began to collect and shuffle.
“Karen, stand up.” Jason commanded.
Without hesitation and with an amazing amount of grace considering her hands were bound behind her, Karen did as she was told.
Jason ignored her until he had shuffled and handed the cards to Susan. While Susan cut and dealt, Jason leaned back and began to absently toy with Karen’s clit. He stopped long enough to collect his cards and resumed while he made a show of examining them.
“Do you always top, or does Karen get to be in charge once in awhile?”
Jason’s question shocked Susan out of her reverie. She realized she’d been so intent on her friend’s predicament that she hadn’t picked up her cards.
“I’d rather not discuss my sex life if it’s all the same.” Susan replied as she scanned her cards; nothing only King high.
“Don’t you think it’s a bit late for that?” Karen moaned into her gag as Jason stopped his ministrations and leaned forward and discarded two cards.
“Karen seems to be a natural submissive, even with her blunt personality, but what about you, do you ever switch off? I don’t think Karen could pull off dominant.”
“We’ve switched a couple of times.” Susan tried to peer at Karen over her cards. They had indeed switched on rare occasion but it was wholly unsatisfying. As Jason accurately observed Karen could not pull off dominant no matter how much she tried.
“What about you, Jason?” Susan inquired, “Ever lose these little contests and end up as someone’s slave?”
“On occasion” Jason answered, “My personality tends to be dominant, but a couple of times the lady was extraordinary and the experience was a marvel.”
“How so?” Susan asked as she discarded three cards.
“I run a company, and naturally I’m called upon to make a lot of decisions, some right, some wrong. The pressure can be intense. Like you a lot of people depend on me, and on occasion to be released from all that, to be absolved of all responsibility by a strong spirit is at worst relaxing, at best a blessing.”
Susan was almost mesmerized by his words, so much so that it was a bit before she looked at her cards. When she did it was with disappointment, still nothing. She sighed deeply.
“That doesn’t sound good poker face.” He joked. “Pair of sixes.”
“King high” Susan replied.
“So’ said Jason, “We enter the final round.”
As Susan began to shuffle her eyes strayed to Karen. By now her friend was flush and breathing very heavily. Jason had slipped two fingers into her and continued to stimulate her clit with his thumb.
Susan watched this with fascination as she tried to shuffle the deck. Nothing fancy this time, she didn’t trust herself. She placed the cards between them and Jason removed his fingers from Karen’s cunt, Placing them in his mouth and sucking them clean. He picked up the cards and dealt.
Karen whimpered into her gag, She must be close now, Susan thought. There was no doubt that Karen was desperate for release and very excited, but whatever else she felt, she wasn’t afraid, despite her position.
Susan looked at the cards in front of her, three queens. She had three of a kind and queens. She had Jason beat, she was sure of it. As she watched he discarded three cards, now she was positive. She’d show Mr. Jason Black, and then she’d take Karen home, and show her the error of her ways, but was that actually what she wanted?
She recalled what Jason had said about being absolved of responsibility, as she watched Karen’s obvious pleasure in his attentions. She was a strong, intelligent woman but wouldn’t it be nice, at least once to give that up for a bit, to let things happen to her.
Susan bit her lip and quickly, before she could really think about what she was doing, discarded the three queens. The cards she drew left her with nothing and she was easily beaten by Jason’s pair of fives.
Jason smiled broadly, “Well it seems I’ve won, and it is time for you to reveal what of won, strip slave!”
Susan rose and for the second time that evening kicked off her sandals. In the meantime Jason had pulled Karen into his lap and continued to finger her.
“Karen” he said “I want you to watch Susan disrobe.” Karen turned her head towards Susan her eyes where glazed by her desperate need to cum.
Susan found herself trying to strip as slowly and sensuously as she could, unsure why. As she finished she watched Jason whisper into Karen’s ear. He must have given his permission because Karen immediately shook with the force of her orgasm.
Jason let Karen slide out of his lap and back into a kneeling position. He then rose and approached Susan. Susan looked down as Jason circled around her. She felt his finger gently drawn across her breast. He took her wrists behind her back and she felt the cold steel close around them. Naked, bound, she was well and truly trapped.
“Well” said Jason, “let me see what I’ve won”
He began to pinch and poke Susan, at one point he lifted her breasts, hefting them as one would a melon. Her greatest humiliation was when he forced her to bend over and examined her asshole.
“a bit tight” he commented, “but we’ll manage.”
He then placed the gag in Susan’s mouth and tightened it. Finally she felt the collar circle her throat, she shivered as she heard the lock close. He attached the leash and then led her to where Karen was still kneeling. A quick tug on the leash and Karen rose to her feet.
“Well now” Jason said “Let’s get going, Sunday will be here before you know it and I want to get as much in as possible before then.”
As he led them through the door and to their fate Susan realized for the first time in a long time, she wasn’t thinking about anything but the next few minutes.
The end (10/12/09)
HLB
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