I Control Her
I gasped at the scene that confronted my eyes as I peered
through the partially opened drapes. There were four people in the
room. Sasha, my live-in girlfriend of almost four years was sitting on
someone’s lap. I recognized the guy as Dan, someone I had suspected
Sasha of having an affair with several years earlier. Dan had his
hand up underneath her skirt and was fondling her thigh. Sasha didn’t
seem to mind. However what really shocked me was the fact that there
were two other guys in the room and while I watched, one reached from
behind Sasha and began fondling her breasts. With Dan’s assistance he
began unbuttoning her blouse. As he proceeded, she began to resist,
but it was apparent from the smile on her face that her resistance was
not in earnest.
I was shocked, to say the least, angered, and embarrassed, but
I noticed that my cock was now standing at attention and I was also
incredibly excited by what I had seen. I didn’t know if I was more
angry at Sasha – what she was doing was unthinkable – or more excited
by the sight of her being fondled.
At that moment my concentration on the unfolding scene was
broken by Kalie. She tugged at my arm and pulled me down below that
level of the window we had been peering through. Almost reflexively my
eyes strayed to Kalie’s legs, partially exposed by the squatting
position we had assumed.
“This isn’t safe, someone will see us here any moment,” she
whispered, “we have to get out of here.”
With that and before I could respond she started pulling me
away, and uncertain of what to do, I followed. Once out from behind
the shrubs that had hidden us we quickly scurried out to the sidewalk.
Once around the corner from Dan’s townhouse, we walked slowly back
to the clubhouse where the party was being held.
“Mike, I know you’re full of questions, give me a moment to
gather my thoughts… I’m not quite sure how to explain what you just
saw.”
With that we slowly walked on and I noticed that Kalie was
leading me on quite a roundabout route back to the party. Dazed, my
mind wondered back to this afternoon when I first received
confirmation that my world was not quite what I thought it was.
It was about 6:00 PM and I was alone in the apartment playing
with my computer, waiting for Sasha. She was due home any minute as we
were planning on attending a party that night. I heard the doorbell
ring and got up to answer the door. I opened it to find Kalie, one of
Sasha’s friends, standing there with a smile.
“Hi, is Sasha back yet she asked?”
“Uh, no, no she hasn’t, I mean she isn’t home yet… ” I
stammered. Kalie had that effect on me.
“Oh, she told me she would be home before 5:00. I’m riding to
the party with you guys tonight, maybe she didn’t mention it.” Kalie
looked at me inquisitively.
At that I realized that I was standing there blocking the
door. I invited her in to wait for Sasha with me. As she walked by I
almost involuntarily took a complete appraisal of her. Kalie was
Chinese/Filipino with that reddish- brown hair some Filipino women
have. She was 23, about 5’3″ with a amazingly curvaceous body.
Although not beautiful in a conventional sense, she was extremely good
looking. She usually wore this slightly bored, almost sullen
expression, and had these big brown eyes that gave real meaning to the
expression “bedroom eyes”. Her looks had always fascinated me.
Furthermore, she was quite feminine, always eschewing pants for skirts
and high heels. She had, by far, the best pair of legs of any of
Sasha’s friends. In short, Kalie exuded a sultry sexiness that I found
incredibly exciting and for some reason, threatening. Tonight was no
exception, her skirt wasn’t truly short, it ended slightly above her
knees but when she sat down, as always, I found my eyes irresistibly
drawn to her crossed legs.
She sat down on the couch and looked at me expectantly.
I was at a loss for words. “Would you like something to
drink?” I asked, trying to make some conversation.
“Sure,” she replied, “anything, maybe some wine if you have
any, I don’t mind starting early.”
I fixed her a glass of wine and returned to the living room.
As I handed it to her she slid over on the couch to make room for me
and I sat down.
She took a sip of her wine and then as if a thought had just
come to her, she mentioned that she had some pictures of the boat
party Sasha and some of her friends had attended a few weeks earlier.
She pulled a packet of pictures from her purse and handed them to me.
Not really caring to look, I glanced through them casually. I really
wasn’t interested… although as always, I was struck by how cute most
of Sasha’s friends were.
I focused on a picture of Sasha. She was a Filipina, short, 5′
and weighed about 98lbs. She had long black hair almost down to her
waist. Unlike many Asian girls, Sasha was quite full bodied. One day
she had let me take her measurements, and I found her 34B-25-34 quite
respectable for such a small girl. She had an extremely pretty face.
After looking through the pictures I handed them back to Kalie
who started to replace them in her purse but as she did, another
packet fell out of her purse and several of the photos slid out onto
the floor. I bent to retrieve them, conscious of the proximately of
Kalie’s exquisite nylon clad legs and trying not to appear too self-
conscious. As I did picked them up, I looked at them and was stunned.
I felt Kalie slide closer to me and place her hand gently on my
thigh but I was too shocked to notice. She handed me the rest of the
photos and I silently reviewed them. The first photo showed Sasha and
Kalie in a motel room with three guys. They appeared to be playing
trivial pursuit but what caught my attention was that neither Kalie nor
Sasha was wearing a blouse and although Kalie was wearing a bra, two of
the guys were in the process of removing Sasha’s bra. She seemed to be
laughing!!
The rest of the photos taken over a period of time, showed
Sasha and occasionally Kalie in various stages of undress usually with
one or more guys in the picture. Sasha appeared to be having fun and
was posing willingly in all but three of the shots. The last picture
showed Sasha nude, kneeling with her head bowed, in front of four men
and Kalie. The guys were holding cans of beer up as if in celebration.
I looked up at Kalie, shocked. She had moved closer.
“Mike, there are some things about Sasha that you don’t
know… I don’t know how to explain it to you… among other things,
she is my property.”
I looked at her. “What do you mean? Sasha’s a lesbian?” I
managed to croak.
“No, it’s not that at all,” and before I could pursue the
matter I heard footsteps clicking up the walkway.
As we heard Sasha turn the key in the door way, Kalie calmly
began collecting the photos and replaced them in her purse. By the
time the door opened we had arranged ourselves in a semblance of
normalcy. Sasha looked surprised to see Kalie but greeted her her
warmly. They disappeared into the bedroom while Sasha changed clothes.
I sensed that Sasha wasn’t truly comfortable seeing Kalie here. As they
had talked something seemed odd. I began to recall previous times I
had seen them together in the last few months. Lately, Sasha seemed to
be extremely compliant in front of Kalie, never arguing with her,
always agreeing and moreover, If Kalie made a suggestion, Sasha
automatically took it. This was quite out of character for Sasha. I
remembered a couple of instances where it seemed that Kalie was
ordering Sasha around and Sasha complied as if a private receiving
orders from a sergeant.
My contemplation was broken by Kalie who came back into the
living room and whispered to me, “Mike, act normal, I’ll explain more
to you later tonight after we take care of Sasha.”
I had been shocked by the photos and by Kalie’s semblance of an
explanation. But Kalie seemed to have some idea of what to do and I
felt strangely comfortable going along with her. Thus, I managed to
control my natural urge to confront Sasha and demand an explanation.
However it was extremely difficult to hide my conflicting emotions. I
found my hands shaking involuntarily on the drive down to the party.
The party was being held in the clubhouse of a suburban
townhouse development. It was a fairly large party, there must have
been seventy-five or eighty people there. As we walked in I realized
how few of the people I knew. They were all Sasha’s friends. Sasha was
quite popular and knew most of the people. I had always been a little
uncomfortable at how friendly she was around other guys, and tonight
after what I had seen, I was almost obsessive about it. It seemed as
if every guy in the place wanted to dance with her, and she refused no
one. I spent most of the time sitting at a table watching and
contemplating. Every time Sasha smiled at someone the act took on a
sinister air to me.
About 9:30, Dana, one of Sasha’s best friends came over and
asked if Sasha wanted to take a ride with her to pick up someone they
knew. It seemed a little strange, Dana placed her hand on Sasha’s
shoulder and appeared to look Sasha in the eye and nod her head in the
affirmative briefly. Sasha quickly agreed. She looked at me told me she
would be right back and then got up before I could say anything. I
watched as she walked to the door, Dana stopped at a cluster of guys
who had been standing around the keg all evening and said something
that seemed to please several of them. Dana then followed Sasha out
the door.
About this time, Kalie sat down next to me. She asked me how I
was doing and asked me to dance. Although reluctant I allowed her to
convince me. We danced for several minutes and then for some reason I
looked over to where the guys that Dana had spoken to were standing,
but they were gone. Kalie kept me occupied for about the next hour
refusing to discuss Sasha, but I was excited enough by Kalie to be able
to set-aside my emotions. Finally someone came over and whispered in
her ear, she then leaned over to me and told me I had a phone call. I
found the phone in the hallway and picked it up. It was Sasha telling
me that Dana’s car had broken down, but that they had called AAA and
would be back in about an hour. She quickly hung up before I could ask
any questions. As I was staring at the receiver, Kalie came up placed
her arm around me and asked me if I wanted to see what Sasha was really
doing. I agreed, and that was how I ended up peering into the
townhouse window.
Kalie jolted me out of my reverie. We had been walking in a
circle it appeared for about twenty minutes.
“Thinking about Sasha?” she asked, “Are you angry at her
Mike?”
“Of course I am,” I replied,
Looking down at my still-bulging Levis, Kalie smiled and said
that didn’t appear to be my only reaction.
“Does the idea of Sasha having sex with other men excite you?”
she asked.
“A little,” I stammered, unsure of how to answer and slightly
embarrassed by the truth. She smiled and we went on like this for a
while. She led me to a bus stop and we sat on the bench and talked.
She kept probing me for my reactions to Sasha. Finally I exploded and
demanded to know what was going on. She merely smiled, crossed and
then re-crossed her legs slowly and then looked into my eyes. She knew
exactly the effect she had on me.
“Sasha is my slave, Mike.”
This was delivered in a calm, monotone voice, if this was a
joke, I didn’t understand it.
“What… ”
“Sasha is my slave, actually she belongs to several of us,
myself, Anna, I think you’ve met her, and Dana.” She smiled at me
and then continued, “Later perhaps I’ll explain how this came to pass
but for now, suffice to say that we give the orders and Sasha obeys.”
It’s almost redundant, after the revelations I had already
heard and seen this evening but I was shocked into silence. I looked
at Kalie and she appeared calm, rational and deadly serious.
“What does she do as your slave?” I finally asked.
“Whatever, sex mostly, I enjoy making her perform for my
friends.”
“Why?” was all I could manage.
“I enjoy the feeling of power. Imagine Mike, having someone
who will do anything you say and I mean anything. Doesn’t the idea
excite you? Look, we don’t hurt her, we never could have enslaved her
if there wasn’t something inside Sasha that somehow made her want
this… ”
“Why does Sasha do it?” I croaked.
“Well, she enjoys the attention. Sasha has always been pretty,
but she has also been a little shy. There are a lot of things she
always wanted to do but never could allow herself to do. We let her
live out these fantasies. Of course, she also lives out our fantasies,
this she might not enjoy quite as much, but she does it. The sex
servitude excites her, that’s how we got her involved. The first time
she did anything like this it was to impress a guy, purely voluntary.
“It’s a long story, maybe later I’ll explain it to you fully,
but briefly, a couple of months ago, when we were down south for
annual training, Sasha and I shared a motel room. She took the
opportunity to play around with one of the guys in the unit. She was
having a great time. Things got out of hand and someone ended up with
a few incriminating photos of her. I got the pictures back for her,
but as a joke, I told her she would have to do something for this guy,
the one who had taken them, to get them back. I was a little drunk and
was just kidding. Sasha took it seriously and he and I played along. We
didn’t intend to do it, I just wanted to see how far we could make her
go, finally he jokingly suggested she orally gratify him. I didn’t say
a word and Sasha quietly agreed. I was flabbergasted. Look, nobody made
her do this, she could have refused and I would have given her the
pictures and I can’t believe that she didn’t know this.”
Kalie continued, “I couldn’t believe it as she knelt on the
floor and sucked him off. I got off watching her do it. I’ll tell you
the details later, but since then we have been experimenting with
her.”
“Does she like it?” I asked, incredulous.
“In a way, she loves it, she is the center of attention. There
are things she hates, she doesn’t like my power tripping but what can
she do?”
“Power tripping, like how?” I asked.
“Later you’ll see what I mean,” she said with an air of
finality and looked at her watch. About that time I saw Dana’s car
pull up and Dana got out. She came over and sat on the other side of
me.
“What are they doing?” Kalie asked Dana.
“You know, the usual, Sasha is lapping it up, literally.”
Dana laughed.
“Think we could sneak Mike in the back for a look see?” Kalie
asked.
Dana hesitated and looked at me for a moment but replied,
“Yeah… yes I think we could, these guys are pretty drunk and if you
keep them occupied… ” her voice trailed off,
Kalie got up and motioned us to follow. As we walked she issued
her instructions. Once there, Kalie led in us as we snuck between the
adjacent units to the back door. Kalie pulled a key from her purse, and
opened the door.
“It’s just me,” she announced, and I heard a male voice greet
her.
As she walked into the living room, Dana and I crawled into
the utility closet. From the slightly ajar door we could see into the
living room. Sasha was now totally nude, and was on her knees in front
of Dan, with his semi-erect member in her mouth as he absentmindedly
guided her head up and down his shaft. When she did stop for air she
appeared to be smiling. All three guys had beers in their hand and
appeared to be simply sitting there talking. Dan was the only one
paying any attention to Sasha at all, the other two guys acting almost
bored, as if her actions were a common occurrence.
When Sasha caught sight of Kalie, her whole body seemed to
stiffen. Kalie smiled and pointed at her feet. She extended one
gorgeous nylon clad leg slightly forward. Sasha dropped to all fours,
and kissed the toes of both Kalie’s high heels. Once completed she
remained still. Dan broke the ice. “Kalie, give her back.”
Kalie shrugged and waved Sasha off. Sasha returned to Dan’s now
fully erect penis. Although she had previously appeared to enjoy what
she was doing, she now seemed more tense, almost fearful. Dan
however didn’t appear to notice any difference.
I moved my hand as my arm was falling asleep from the cramped
position Dana and I were forced into. Inadvertently I rubbed against
her thigh. I felt her move closer. The feel of her stockings
electrified me.
Kalie made her excuses and left shortly, bending over as she
left to kiss Dan while my girlfriend continued to work on his
erection.
According to plan, Dana and I were to remain until the
others had left or fallen asleep. Once Kalie was gone, Sasha again
relaxed. Finally Dan spurted into her mouth and all over her face.
Without any urging she licked up most of the mess, lay her head on his
thigh and closed her eyes.
Soon thereafter, one of the guys left. The third guy, (later I
was to find out his name was Kevin) got up, gently shook Sasha’s
shoulder and pointed to the stairway. Sasha smiled sleepily at him and
allowed herself to be led up the stairs. Dan had fallen asleep where
he sat.
Dana and I waited until Dan was snoring and then we
crawled to the door. Once out we quickly walked to a Denny’s up the
street where we were to meet Kalie.
Upon hearing what had transpired after we left, Kalie laughed
and told me that it appeared Kevin owned Sasha tonight. She asked
Dana if she needed a lift home. Dana looked at me:
“I think perhaps Mike shouldn’t be alone tonight, maybe I’ll
stay at his place.”
Kalie obviously concurred and I was still in such a state of
shock that I was happy to have the decisions made for me. We left
together at that time, Kalie took Dana’s car and dropped us off where
mine was parked, then left.
Dana and I drove to the apartment in silence. It was now
past 2:00 and we were both dog tired. Once in the apartment, silently
and by mutual consent, Dana and I slipped into Sasha’s bed. I was
hard immediately and was so excited by my vision of Dan fondling
Sasha’s thigh that I came almost upon entering Dana. She didn’t seem
to mind and fondled me for a moment until I was ready again. We made
love three times that night and Dana seemed to intuitively know that
I was making love to my vision of Sasha’s subjugation, not her. She
didn’t seem to mind at all.
After making love, something jogged my memory and I mentioned
something about Sasha coming home. Dana told me not to worry, Dan
wasn’t going to let her out before noon tomorrow at the earliest. We
drifted off to sleep…
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