Re: The Good Neighbor — Reader’s Vote (mm/F): Part 7
Posted: Sat May 04, 2024 7:47 pm
A is the winner!
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Part 8:
"What's the matter, ladies?! I thought you two were supposed to be some real fighters!" Keith called over to the two helpless women, who laid face-up on the ground in their tight bondage, chests heaving in fits of exhaustion and heavy laughter. Ms. Ellis rolled over onto her side and yelled something muffled and sarcastic back at us.
"A deal is a deal!" I called back to them. We went into this needing to crown a winner! We can't just give up now!" Both of the women moaned, looking at each other and shaking their heads. "We didn't come up with a contingency plan for having two quitters on our teams!!!" Jennifer rolled her eyes, ignoring the insults hurled their way.
Keith and I both walked over to the bound, swimsuit-clad women, and helped them up to their feet. Their faces and exposed skin dripped with sweat, while their tape and rope bondage stayed as tight as ever. They stared at us angrily above their heavily taped mouths. I stared intently into Ms. Ellis's eyes, grinning knowingly. She caught my gaze, defeated and exhausted, and nodded back to me in resignation. She and I knew something the other two didn't, and she was not thrilled by it.
"Well in the case of a double forfeit..." Keith went on. "I think there needs to be an early exit price paid by the two contestants, wouldn't you agree Bennet?"
"It seems only fair..." I grinned back at Keith. "What do you two think?"
"Ffhhhhfmmfhmmphh." Both of the women nodded their heads in frustrated submission, bouncing in place in their swimsuits as they fought to maintain their balance.
"Fantastic!" Keith roared with enthusiasm. Allow me to consult my business partner. Would you mind giving us a moment, ladies?" Keith gestured to the pool chairs several yards away. Rolling their eyes in anger, the two imprisoned bombshells made their way to the chairs in steady hops before taking a seat and glaring toward us.
"What are you thinking?" Keith posed to me. "We really have them right where we want them..."
"That we do," I replied. "Let me think...we'll let them out, and fix the pool while they change and shower. That should only take like thirty minutes with the two of us."
"Do we have to let them change? I can't stop staring at them like this. I feel like I'm in heaven." Keith expressed a subtle disappointment.
"Hear me out dude! Don't interrupt. We let them change now. We fix the pool. Then tomorrow...they each owe us 5 hours of doing whatever we say, wearing whatever we say. That's how we keep this going."
Keith grinned at me. "You're an evil genius." We shook hands, and Keith walked back over to our captive audience to explain the conditions of their release. "You have no idea," I replied under my breath.
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Fixing the pool took even less time than we anticipated. All it needed was a few filters replaced and some basic cleaning. We went inside to wash up when we were done, and were greeted by our formal damsels, standing in the kitchen again, drinking heavy pours of red wine.
"Can't we get more than five minutes alone without you two?" Jenn hissed at us, grinning and taking another sip. She had showered and changed back into her sweater and jeans. "I'm going home. I guess I'll see you all...tomorrow..." Jenn sighed and placed her hand on her forehead in dismay. "What have we done, Anne?"
Ms. Ellis, changed into a modest black sweater and jeans too, squeezed her friend in a playful hug. "We will endure, Jenn. We will endure." Jenn gathered her bag and slung it over her shoulder.
Keith looked down at his phone. "Shoot. My mom is texting me. I gotta run too." He turned to me. "Bennett, is your house still empty this weekend? Want to come over and...brainstorm?" He shot an eerie grin toward Ms. Ellis and Jenn, who sneered in return.
"No, I'm going to head to bed. Funnily, I'm exhausted. We've put in soooo much work today, you know." I heard scoffing again from the two women.
"Fair enough. Ms. Jenn, may I walk you out?"
"I hate you. Fine." Jennifer laughed as Keith stuck his arm out for her to take. The two of them made their way out the door.
Ms. Ellis and I spent almost thirty minutes chatting in the kitchen by ourselves. She offered me a sip of her wine.
"I'm 19, not 21, Ms. Ellis. Shame on you."
"NOW you're going to act innocent? What a crock of garbage." Ms. Ellis chuckled as she finished her glass on the table. "We really have to do this?" Her bright blue eyes burrowed into mine.
"You made the deal, Ms. Ellis. Not me."
The curvy blonde stood up and placed her glass in the sink. "Fine. But not a WORD of this to anyone. Especially Keith or Jenn." I smiled and stuck out my hand, which she shook in mock disgust.
Twenty minutes later, I stepped into the driveway, taking a deep breath of fresh night air. With Ms. Ellis's keys in my hand, I locked the door behind me and opened the passenger door of her Toyota Corolla, placing the bag in the empty seat. Smiling to myself and taking the moment in, I took a few slow steps to the rear of the car. I pressed the button on the key fob and popped the trunk open. Lifting the trunk door all the way ajar, I peered inside. "Ready? It's just a short ride to the house. Make yourself comfortable."
"HMMPHHHFFHHFMM!!" Ms. Ellis glared back up at me. She screamed in displeasure as I raised my phone and took a picture. Staring at the screen, I smiled. "I'm going to need the clear the memory on my phone. A lot more of these to take tonight." In the photo, I studied Ms. Ellis's body, clad only in a set of sky blue bra and panties. Her hands were bound behind her back with rope, as were her knees and ankles. Her mouth was sealed shut with several layers of silver tape wrapped around her head. Her hair was still in a pony tail, and partially stuck to her sweaty face. "HHFHFHFFMMHMMM..." Ms. Ellis groaned once more, her eyes squinting in anger, as I slammed the trunk shut.
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What does Bennett have in store for Ms. Ells?
A) A PG photo/video shoot (published here)
B) A PG-13 night of playing with her (published here)
C) An R-Rated night of playing with her (published in a one-off chapter in the Adults page)
You decide!
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Part 8:
"What's the matter, ladies?! I thought you two were supposed to be some real fighters!" Keith called over to the two helpless women, who laid face-up on the ground in their tight bondage, chests heaving in fits of exhaustion and heavy laughter. Ms. Ellis rolled over onto her side and yelled something muffled and sarcastic back at us.
"A deal is a deal!" I called back to them. We went into this needing to crown a winner! We can't just give up now!" Both of the women moaned, looking at each other and shaking their heads. "We didn't come up with a contingency plan for having two quitters on our teams!!!" Jennifer rolled her eyes, ignoring the insults hurled their way.
Keith and I both walked over to the bound, swimsuit-clad women, and helped them up to their feet. Their faces and exposed skin dripped with sweat, while their tape and rope bondage stayed as tight as ever. They stared at us angrily above their heavily taped mouths. I stared intently into Ms. Ellis's eyes, grinning knowingly. She caught my gaze, defeated and exhausted, and nodded back to me in resignation. She and I knew something the other two didn't, and she was not thrilled by it.
"Well in the case of a double forfeit..." Keith went on. "I think there needs to be an early exit price paid by the two contestants, wouldn't you agree Bennet?"
"It seems only fair..." I grinned back at Keith. "What do you two think?"
"Ffhhhhfmmfhmmphh." Both of the women nodded their heads in frustrated submission, bouncing in place in their swimsuits as they fought to maintain their balance.
"Fantastic!" Keith roared with enthusiasm. Allow me to consult my business partner. Would you mind giving us a moment, ladies?" Keith gestured to the pool chairs several yards away. Rolling their eyes in anger, the two imprisoned bombshells made their way to the chairs in steady hops before taking a seat and glaring toward us.
"What are you thinking?" Keith posed to me. "We really have them right where we want them..."
"That we do," I replied. "Let me think...we'll let them out, and fix the pool while they change and shower. That should only take like thirty minutes with the two of us."
"Do we have to let them change? I can't stop staring at them like this. I feel like I'm in heaven." Keith expressed a subtle disappointment.
"Hear me out dude! Don't interrupt. We let them change now. We fix the pool. Then tomorrow...they each owe us 5 hours of doing whatever we say, wearing whatever we say. That's how we keep this going."
Keith grinned at me. "You're an evil genius." We shook hands, and Keith walked back over to our captive audience to explain the conditions of their release. "You have no idea," I replied under my breath.
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Fixing the pool took even less time than we anticipated. All it needed was a few filters replaced and some basic cleaning. We went inside to wash up when we were done, and were greeted by our formal damsels, standing in the kitchen again, drinking heavy pours of red wine.
"Can't we get more than five minutes alone without you two?" Jenn hissed at us, grinning and taking another sip. She had showered and changed back into her sweater and jeans. "I'm going home. I guess I'll see you all...tomorrow..." Jenn sighed and placed her hand on her forehead in dismay. "What have we done, Anne?"
Ms. Ellis, changed into a modest black sweater and jeans too, squeezed her friend in a playful hug. "We will endure, Jenn. We will endure." Jenn gathered her bag and slung it over her shoulder.
Keith looked down at his phone. "Shoot. My mom is texting me. I gotta run too." He turned to me. "Bennett, is your house still empty this weekend? Want to come over and...brainstorm?" He shot an eerie grin toward Ms. Ellis and Jenn, who sneered in return.
"No, I'm going to head to bed. Funnily, I'm exhausted. We've put in soooo much work today, you know." I heard scoffing again from the two women.
"Fair enough. Ms. Jenn, may I walk you out?"
"I hate you. Fine." Jennifer laughed as Keith stuck his arm out for her to take. The two of them made their way out the door.
Ms. Ellis and I spent almost thirty minutes chatting in the kitchen by ourselves. She offered me a sip of her wine.
"I'm 19, not 21, Ms. Ellis. Shame on you."
"NOW you're going to act innocent? What a crock of garbage." Ms. Ellis chuckled as she finished her glass on the table. "We really have to do this?" Her bright blue eyes burrowed into mine.
"You made the deal, Ms. Ellis. Not me."
The curvy blonde stood up and placed her glass in the sink. "Fine. But not a WORD of this to anyone. Especially Keith or Jenn." I smiled and stuck out my hand, which she shook in mock disgust.
Twenty minutes later, I stepped into the driveway, taking a deep breath of fresh night air. With Ms. Ellis's keys in my hand, I locked the door behind me and opened the passenger door of her Toyota Corolla, placing the bag in the empty seat. Smiling to myself and taking the moment in, I took a few slow steps to the rear of the car. I pressed the button on the key fob and popped the trunk open. Lifting the trunk door all the way ajar, I peered inside. "Ready? It's just a short ride to the house. Make yourself comfortable."
"HMMPHHHFFHHFMM!!" Ms. Ellis glared back up at me. She screamed in displeasure as I raised my phone and took a picture. Staring at the screen, I smiled. "I'm going to need the clear the memory on my phone. A lot more of these to take tonight." In the photo, I studied Ms. Ellis's body, clad only in a set of sky blue bra and panties. Her hands were bound behind her back with rope, as were her knees and ankles. Her mouth was sealed shut with several layers of silver tape wrapped around her head. Her hair was still in a pony tail, and partially stuck to her sweaty face. "HHFHFHFFMMHMMM..." Ms. Ellis groaned once more, her eyes squinting in anger, as I slammed the trunk shut.
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What does Bennett have in store for Ms. Ells?
A) A PG photo/video shoot (published here)
B) A PG-13 night of playing with her (published here)
C) An R-Rated night of playing with her (published in a one-off chapter in the Adults page)
You decide!