I woke up but I couldn’t move. My body was fighting to stay conscious as I tried to remember what happened. 

“Where am I?” The words echoed in my head but they wouldn’t come out of my mouth.  I felt weak. Too weak to even speak?

I heard a voice.  “Safe and warm. Happy. Relaxed”

Panic left my body as I could feel the warmth rush over my body.  It all faded away.

 My eyes fluttered open after a long deep nap and I awoke in my room.  “That was a weird dream.”

I got up from my bed and walked to the bathroom. My legs felt weak, like after one of my runs.  It was about 3 days after my last run. Maybe it was just taking longer to recover after the party last night.  Was that last night?  It seemed so long ago.  It must have been a good nap. 

I got dressed in my uniform and there was a knock on the door. I opened it.

“Garry.” I smiled.  Garry and I had been friends since kindergarten.  “I assume I have you to thank for getting me home safely after the party?”

“You could say that.”  His smile was bright and reminded me of a toothpaste commercial.  Despite his muscular build and boyish charm we never were romantically involved.  One of us was always unavailable.  “So what did you think of Becca?” His newest conquest.

“She seemed nice.”  I was all I could muster up.

“Nice?”

“I’m sorry Gare Bear. I have to be honest. The entire event was a bit of a blur. I remember you introducing us.  I know we spoke briefly while you grabbed us a drink but after that…” I shrugged.

“Well, she just adores you.  I guess it’s a good thing I was there to make sure you got home okay.”

“You are my night in shining tinfoil.” 

He smiled. “Meet us out tonight. My treat”

I began to say no but decided to nod. I never could turn him down.

“That’s my girl.”  He booped my nose. “7. Wear something…. Slutty.  Those high boots perhaps. We are going to Diablos.”

I nodded again.  I hated that place.  It always seemed so dark and the clientele was made up of perverts and whores, but I always felt safe, happy and relaxed with him so I had no reason to object. 

The day wore on and I couldn’t wait until 7.  I kept my eye on the clock and was ready and downstairs when he arrived with Becca.  Her skin was pale and complimented her red wavey hair.  It was no surprise Garry chose these women.  They looked like supermodels.  He was good looking, like Clark Kent.  Brains and beauty! They had nothing to worry about with my awkward demeaner. I had a typical runners body. Slim and lean and not much too look at.  Basic brown hair in a bun was never really his type. 

“Get in the car.  We’ll be late?”

“Late for what?” I asked. 

He just smiled and handed me a drink.

I accepted and relaxed. I knew I could let go with him. He always kept me safe.  As I took a sip I relaxed a bit more and so did Becca as she drank her first before they had picked me up.  She seemed liked she had a few drinks already. 

We arrived at the club and went directly into the VIP room.  I was relieved to not have to converse with the strangers at the bar.  I finished my drink and Garry got us both another.

“This is the life.” He said.  My two girls at my command. I think after tonight the three of us should live happily ever after. 

“Whatever you say.” Becca laughed.  He kissed her deeply and whispered something in her ear.  She sat there as if she was drunk off his kiss alone. Just grinning.

“Wow Gare Bear this one really has fallen for ya.” I teased. 

“I know.  She’s already moved in.” 

My mouth dropped open.  “After 2 days?” This girl must have had a screw loose.  “I guess she is under your command” I joked again.  I felt happy and safe. I was warm and relaxed.  I always felt this way with my best friend.  It was … nice”

“Yes, you both are.”  He laughed.  He took my drink and placed it on the table. “You know what I love most about you?” I didn’t have a chance to answer.  “Even though you always fight so hard in the beginning, you always give in! It’s like the most satisfying chase!”

“Whatever you say. I think you drank one too many.”

He gently pressed on the nape of my neck as I felt myself go limp. 

“Relax” he whispered.

I did. I could feel myself falling deeply into nothingness. My mind becoming numb and my sense of touch heightened.

“Every time I touch you, you’ll fall deeper and deeper.  Every time I speak to you, you’ll have the undesirable need to fulfill my wishes.  Whenever you feel the need to tell me no you’ll do what?”

“Smile and nod.” I heard my voice come out but it sounded monotone.  I didn’t even know what I was saying until I had already said it.

“Good girl.” He whispered.  “shhhh” he put his hands over my lips as though he could tell I was confused. I was instantly more relaxed. My mind slowly melted away. “Now I want you to go deeper.”

Blackness! Relaxation. Bliss.

I couldn’t fight it. I tried but it felt too good.  The next thing I felt was his hand rubbing against my thigh. I tried to move my hand to brush his away but I couldn’t move.  Every touch made it more difficult to think. I couldn’t fight it.

“That’s right.” Garry said. “Now when I count to five, you’ll awaken and be alert. You still wont be able to move, but your brain will be fully functional. You’ll be able to express your thoughts freely. You’ll remember everything.”  He counted as the cloud slowly lifted from my head.

I opened my eyes not realizing they were closed in the first place.  I looked around.  We were no longer in the V.I.P. room.  This was Garry’s house.  I had been here so many times before. “Aaagh”, I screamed.  The memories were all uncovered.  I remembered leaving the party nearly a week before. I remembered his touch on the back of his neck and the commands that he had given.  I remembered his joy while he Becca and I played in his bed. 

Becca layed across from me, on the couch.  She sat with her legs spread open. Her hands crossed behind her head. There were no ropes but it was clear she was unable to move.  It seemed she couldn’t speak either.  She had the same expression I imagined I had on my face.  She was naked, as was I.  Our nipples sharp and protruding from the cold.  They seemed wet, which made them colder.  The I felt another wetness.  While it felt good, it also felt wrong.  “Garry what is going on?” I questioned as I tried to get up from the chair.  I couldn’t move. The harder I tried the heavier my body was. It was impossible.

“I’m tired of waiting. I’ve decided you aren’t going to finish school. You and Becca will move in with me and be my sex slaves.”

“Have you lost your mind?  NO! Don’t you think people will notice? People will think it’s weird that you have us weighting on you, and that I quit school. You know my parents. They’ll never fall for it. NO!”  I pleaded.

“You already talked to your father. Remember?  You already told him that I was having a hard time and you needed to stay with me.  You already told him you’ll be finishing your schooling online.  He’ll never know.” 

“Garry! NO! I-“

“Too much talk.” He pressed the back of my neck again and I couldn’t help but to feel silent as all of my worry fell away. “That’s your problem you worry too much.  Now you can live a life not worrying, not thinking! Just being. For me!” He began to touch my breasts with his hand dancing around my nipples.  My arousal began to grow uncontrollably and suddenly I was able to move again. I couldn’t think of anything but wanting him. My hips gyrated as I let out a moan.  As my lips opened he thrusted into my mouth and suddenly the pleasure was overwhelming.  Sucking was the only thing I could think of.  It consumed me.  The thought of making him happy consumed me.  His taste and his scent consumed me.  Nothing else mattered.  His touch and his happiness was all I cared about.  Soon I was about to cum but found it impossible.  The harder I sucked the closer to the edge I reached nut I just couldn’t do it.  He laughed. “That’s enough for now.” He pulled himself from me and motioned Becca over to me.

She approached me and knelt down.  Her lips pressed against mine as Gary ordered. “Stand”

Without thinking my legs took me out of the chair.  Becca’s lips still pressed hard to mine as she sucked on my clit. I tried to push her away.  I didn’t think she would want tis but she seemed to deep in trance and my attempts to fight her off were too weak.

Gary moved her.  She didn’t fight.  She laid on her back.  Her stare was void of any thought but her arousal was clear.  She was begging, pleading with her eyes for permission from Garry to cum, but she still wanted more.  She couldn’t get enough.  Next, he placed me down on my hands and knees.  Becca quickly began to suck at my clit again.  This seemed to give her an immense amount of pleasure.  I could hear a faint pleasurable groaning between her sucking my clit and tonging my hole.  Suddenly a small cylinder slid gently into my other hole. 

I knew normally I would stop this immediately but the sound of pleasure erupted from mouth without thought.  The more aroused I got the deeper I felt it. The heavier the cloud was.  I felt nothing but joy.  As I opened my mouth to moan in pleasure Garry inserted himself again.  Finally he allowed us to climax. 

“This is the best feeling I thought. This is all I want. This....” Then, no more thoughts.