A short time later the door to Randall's bedroom creaked open. Laura walked in first. She was
wearing only her collar and a restraint on each wrist and ankle. Kim Ann was right behind her,
similarly clad. The restraints had soft inner linings and a locking outer strap. There were large
D-rings set on the sides of each. The center piece of the bedroom was a huge brass bed. It had
ornately crafted brass head and base boards. Randall had removed the blanket and top sheet and was
propped up on one side with all the pillows piled behind him. He was still naked and was reading
some computer print outs. He didn't look up at their entrance and said nothing. He was making them
wait. Laura cleared her throat. "In a minute." He continued reading. The two girls shifted
uncomfortably and wondered what was next. After about five minutes, Randall sat up and turned. He
stood, walked across the room, and laid the papers on a dresser. He turned again and looked at the
girls. Without saying a word he walked over and circled them. He inspected their restraints and
checked to see they were adequately tight. He inspected their bodies. He was pleased with both. The
girls were clean and the restraints were correctly fitted. Without saying a word, he pointed to the
bed. The two girls lowered their gazes and climbed in, side by side. They sat and waited. Randall
reached under the bed and removed a number of lengths of soft cord. He climbed into the bed and
positioned himself between the two girls. He was on his knees looking down into their faces. Laura
was on his right and Kim Ann on his left. He took Laura's right hand and Kim Ann's left. Holding
the restraints together, he threaded a cord through the two restraint loops. He tied them tightly
together and moved up pulling their locked wrists with him. The two girls fell backward. He tied
the cord to the center of the brass headboard fixing their joined wrists only a half foot from the
top. He fixed a cord to Kim Ann's left ankle restraint and tied it around Laura's calf. Since Laura
was taller their ankles didn't meet. He brought the cord down through Laura's ankle restraint and
tied another knot. He pulled the cord tightly and tied it to the center of the base board. The two
girls were lying face up pressed together along the entire length of the sides of their bodies.
Randall took more lengths of cord and fixed each girl's free wrist and ankle tightly to the nearest
corner of the bed. He stopped to enjoy the view. Then he reached into the night stand nearest Kim
Ann and removed a prod gag. It looked like a giant baby's pacifier with straps. With one hand he
pulled Kim Ann's chin down. She was shaking her head very slightly in the negative, but he ignored
her. He pushed the prod firmly into her mouth filling almost the entire cavity. Then he connected
and tightened one set of straps behind her head, another over the top of her head, and a third
under her chin which held her mouth tightly closed. Kim Ann's eyes were wide. He gave her nipple a
tight squeeze and watched Kim Ann's nostrils flare in response. Smiling, he moved around the bed to
Laura's side and removed a similar gag. Laura made no protest as he affixed it to her. When he
squeezed her nipple she just shut her eyes and sighed through her nose. She was still extremely
worked up and unlike Kim Ann hadn't had any release. Then Randall left the room for a while. The
two girls almost went out of their minds with curiosity and concern about what he was up to. The
feel of their bodies pressing together and the days events was also fueling their sexual drive.
When they had been washing themselves in the bathroom they hadn't said anything, hadn't even looked
at each other. Now they felt like talking but couldn't do so. They could hardly even see each other
without lifting their heads and craning their necks. And on the couple of times when they did so
were able to communicate little else but a sense of apprehension and helplessness. So they lay back
and listened intently. Randall was making little noises in the kitchen. In fact, he was preparing
and eating a light lunch. That, and he was making them wait, letting the tension build. He sat at
the kitchen table chewing his sandwich and considering his next moves. Deflowering Laura had been
an act of romance. In Kim Ann's case it was going to be an act of control. He finished and sat for
several more minutes, mulling tactics. Then he tossed the empty coke can in the trash. He cleaned
the kitchen, washing up and putting things away. One last look around to be sure everything was
neat, then he turned toward the bedroom. As he entered two heads craned up to stare over their own
nakedness at him. Seeing that he held no instruments of torture, Laura and then Kim Ann let their
heads fall back. They were both in a terrible state of anxiety and sexual tension. Randall walked
up to the bed and looked down. Laura's arousal was especially betrayed by the dampness of her
crotch. He climbed into the bed and positioned himself with one knee between each girl's spread
legs. Because the bed was so big, their legs were spread rather wide. He looked down into their
faces and smiled. He reached up and took an inside nipple from each girl and began squeezing.
Laura's breast seemed to swell almost hungrily at the intrusion. Kim Ann's nipple had been sleek
and soft; it soon began to tighten and crinkle. Randall wanted to bring both girls to a peak of
sexual tension together. Laura was much closer so he spent most of his efforts keeping her in check
and getting Kim Ann aroused. He lowered himself onto their bodies. They each could feel his cock
and balls resting where their thighs joined. He moved his hands to their outside breasts and began
to suck on first one and then the other of their inside breasts. He nipped at them with his teeth
and ran his tongue over and around the tender flesh. He sucked Kim Ann's nipple into his mouth and
listened to her sudden intake of air. He loved her smell. He loved the feel of her warm skin on his
lips. He loved the feel of her large crinkled rock hard nipple against the roof of his mouth. Her
breasts were so sensitive she was almost frantic with the sensations. She thrashed under him and he
could feel her moisture against his leg. He leaned over and sucked on Laura's breast. She was
already so hot his leg was sliding against the slickness of her pussy, oozing against the warmth
and wetness which was smearing his upper thigh. As he played with her tit there was no doubt, she
was actively trying to rub her clit against him, to finally bring herself off and relieve the
tremendous sexual pressure she was feeling. He moved his hand down to her pussy and insinuated his
fingers into her cleft and rubbed against the engorged little bud. Laura felt a flash of heat. Her
sexual temperature jumped but the orgasm which had been so close suddenly seemed to be on hold. She
groaned with passion and disappointment. Randall moved his other hand down to Kim Ann's pussy. He
started rubbing her in a different way. Her sexual temperature also jumped but it seemed to propel
her even more quickly toward another climax. He listened to their labored breathing and felt their
flesh squirm under and against his own. When he judged Kim Ann was getting close, he stopped
licking on their breasts and kissed his way down their bodies toward their hips. He never stopped
playing with either of their cunts. They could feel his balls sliding down their leg, over the cord
than held them together, and beyond. When his head was at crotch level, he brought both knees
between Kim Ann's legs and positioned his mouth over her clit. His right hand was still working on
Laura who was out of her mind with lust. He moved his left hand away from Kim Ann's cunt and pushed
it under her left thigh. He sucked her upper pussy flesh into his mouth and begin to rapidly lick
his tongue up and down the love grotto. On each pass the tip of his tongue would slap against Kim
Ann's clit--first up, then down, then up again. He could feel the little pearl stiffen and grow
even larger. He heard the sounds of rising passion in her breathing. Mostly he could feel her body
closing in another crushing climax. His left shoulder was pressed against Kim Ann's thigh, his arm
all the way up her body and squeezing her breast. She was right on the verge. It was all he could
do to hold Laura back with his other hand. Then when he judged the moment right, he removed his
hand from Laura's cunt and brought it quickly under his own chest and up into Kim Ann's slit. His
fingers were completely wet with Laura's juices. Laura was squirming and moaning with inflamed
frustration. Randall had left her right on the edge but gave her no means to push herself over.
Randall quickly reached over and pinched Kim Ann's left nipple, he changed his tongue motion from
up and down to side to side and pressed in much harder and even faster, and he brought one finger
up into Kim Ann's vagina and another into her anus. The combined stimulation drove her way over the
brink and she started to spasm chaotically. The sounds emanating from her throat and coming out
through her nose were almost pathetic in their intensity. And the combination of those sounds, her
own passion, and the feel of Kim Ann's thrashing body rubbing and pounding against her own side
finally drove Laura to the climax which had been so long delayed. Without actually being touched,
she orgasmed. Laura's sounds of passion and convulsions shook against Kim Ann and drove her to an
even higher peak of ecstasy. As soon as Laura started to come, Randall scooted up Kim Ann's body
and thrust his prick into her cunt. She was so aroused and Randall so deft that she hardly even
noticed the loss of her maidenhead.

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 He rested on his elbows on either side of her neck and stared
into her eyes as he began a series of quick rhythmic lunges against her pussy. He was working to
insure that her clit received a big squeeze and that his balls would slap sharply against the crack
in her ass with each cycle. He timed them to coincide with her orgasmic rhythm and rapidly brought
her to a higher and quicker set of contractions. Her eyes were staring into his own. Her head was
contorting wildly around. He pressed his elbows together against her head to hold it steady and
thrust even harder. Laura was still spasming but her contractions were damping out. Randall could
feel the tension in her body starting to dissipate. He thrust even harder. Kim Ann was terribly
close now, he could sense it. He wanted to drive her over the brink and get to Laura before she
cooled off and started to get drowsy. And then, it was there. Kim Ann seemed to enter an even
higher state of excitement, as if her orgasm was having an orgasm. It was all Randall could do to
hold her head still. He pressed his lips against her forehead. He reached down and around and
squeezed both of Kim Ann's nipples at once. She seemed to shriek through her nose. With a couple
more thrusts he let himself come into her. His seed exploded and drenched her cunt with cum. Kim
Ann shrieked again and then blacked out. That was what Randall had been working toward. He allowed
himself a couple of moments to savor the feel of Kim Ann's sweat drenched body under his, the
spasming contractions of her vaginal muscles against his still throbbing prick. Then he eased
himself out of her taking care to maintain his erection and moved off of her side of the bed. Laura
was drained but alert and watching him. He quickly removed Kim Ann's gag and tossed it lightly on
the floor. The way it cut down on her oxygen had contributed to the intensity of the experience. He
undid her right arm and leg, leaving on the restraints but tossing the cords aside. Then he moved
down and undid the cord that held their legs together. Finally, he untied Laura's outside leg. He
again moved between her legs and raising them a little pressed his mouth against her cunt. She
tried to grunt in protest but had no leverage--of any sort. He began licking her, moving his
fingers underneath to play with her anus and lower pussy. Within moments she was again hot and ripe
for action. Then he moved up and undid her gag but not her arms. Laura could still feel the
sleeping Kim Ann's arm pressed against her own. Randall moved up and positioned himself over Laura,
the tip of his prick right over the outer ring of her love tunnel. He removed her gag. She was
breathing raggedly. He moved his head down so that his lips were just an inch away from hers. He
could feel her hot breath all over the bottom of his face. Then he looked into her eyes, his belly
pressed against hers, his chest pressed into her breasts, and did nothing. The tableau held for
several long moments. Laura was primed for another orgasm. She was hot and wet and couldn't
understand why Randall just hovered there. She looked into his eyes and felt his flesh pressing
against hers. She could feel his breath on her lips. She could feel the head of his dick lightly
tapping against her hungry cunt. She suddenly cried out like an animal and pressed her pelvis up
against his penis. She felt his cock slide into her with a welcome warmth and pressure. She pressed
her head up against his and shoved her tongue into his mouth. It was what he had been waiting for.
Expertly he thrust into and against her until they had both come again. When the throbbing
contractions of their orgasms were finally over, Laura lay exhausted but not unconscious at
Randall's side. He had reached up and undone the final cords and then positioned himself between
the two girls. He laid Kim Ann on her side facing him and then lay back with her belly and one tit
pressed up into his right side. He had draped her upper leg over his and rested her head in the
crook of his arm. He lay that way staring at the ceiling and waiting to see what Laura would do. He
could sense that she was in the throws of an internal debate. To turn her back or to otherwise
ignore him was to invite future retribution. But what did he want. He hadn't said anything. What
did she want? She asked herself this question and was confused by the feelings it provoked. She was
stuck. There were all kinds of limits on what she could do anyway. And she was feeling drowsy and
sated. 'Aw what the fuck,' she would sort it out later. She rolled over and pressed her body up
against Randall's so that her breast and belly were pressed into his other side. She draped her leg
over his. She looked down and saw that Kim Ann's free arm was lying against her side. Somehow that
didn't seem right. She reached over and took it. They were both still wearing restraints. She
draped Kim Ann's forearm across Randall's belly. Her other arm was over her head as was Randall's.
That didn't seem right either. She lifted herself up on one elbow and looked down into Randall's
face. He smiled up at her and she found herself smiling back. She brought her left arm up and moved
his free arm down to make a pillow for her head. Then she slid her right arm down between their
bodies and lowered herself to rest against his side. She looked over into Kim Ann's sleeping face
and almost without thinking brought her free hand down and rested it on Randall's crotch. Idly she
begin toying with his prick until it was semi-engorged. She soon fell asleep. Randall lay there and
thought about what had occurred. After a long while he became aware of Laura's regular breathing
and that her hand was now resting limply on his crotch. He slept too. The next morning both girls
seemed in excellent spirits. They all showered together and Randall made them breakfast. He also
made them stay naked and wearing their collars and restraints until it was time for them to leave.
They didn't seem to mind. Then they were gone. The collars and restraints were hanging in the hall
closet. Both girls had gotten dressed and left. Randall had watched them walk together out of the
building and toward campus. They were chatting with each other about how they were going to spend
their summers. Randall knew they would both be back in the fall. * * * * * The next day Randall was
already thinking about adding a third and final girl to his stable. Master Eugene had three, so why
shouldn't he. Of course he wasn't going to add more because the first rule of the Mart was, don't
be conspicuous. Don't do anything that draws unwelcome attention. His experimenting with Laura and
Kim Ann were already risky enough. Without Master Eugene's intervention he would be dead twice
over. But with the Master's approval, why not go for three. He was looking over files and
considering. He had a blond Anglo and an Oriental brunette. Was there such a thing as a red headed
Mexican girl? Not at Briar Oaks in any case. There was only one black girl and she was very bright
indeed. She was also a dog. Randall had a class with her the year before. There was a very pretty
Lebanese girl whom he knew. He checked her file. She had checked out and wouldn't be back. Some
kind of family problems. Oh well. The problem was that Briar Oaks was over 90% Anglo. He spent most
of the week working on the problem and decided that as long as it was going to be another Anglo, he
might as well go for a redhead. He had just about made his final selection when he overheard
something in the administration building which sent him back to his computer. Old Professor Andrews
from the English Department was making some off-handed and slightly obscene comments about a pretty
young new faculty member who would be joining them in the fall. That alone might not have done it
if he hadn't also mentioned something about a wonderful head of auburn hair. 'Auburn is a lovely
color,' Randall thought to himself and made mental note to check the new teacher out before making
any decisions. It didn't take him long to find what he was looking for. Penelope Taylor, one of
three new hires, and the only one joining the English faculty, was just about to turn twenty-two.
He used the data on from her personnel records to cross check with everything else he could find.
University records, high school records, financial stuff. He soon had everything on her that the
three major credit reporting agencies knew and much, much more. Miss Taylor was five foot seven or
eight. The records didn't agree. Call her five foot seven and a half. Just an inch or so shorter
than Laura. A hundred and twenty pounds. Well, women always lied about their weight. Call her one
twenty-five. Some indications she was athletic. Hmmmm. Her driver's license record listed her hair
color as red. But for some reason he couldn't call up the picture. He spent several additional
hours digging and considering. He was sorry there didn't seem to be any computer pictures of her
which he could access. Wait a second, she was already here. The housing records listed her current
address as faculty row. How could he find her? He ran a locator program of his own creation through
the entire school computer system. The head librarian's calendar listed her name at 2:00 on
Thursday. All right, he'd be there. He was. And Miss Taylor was a knockout. Was it worth the risk
trying his strong arm tactics on her? Would they work? He'd have to talk it over with Master Eugene
before he made any moves. What was this. No library tour? He volunteered to help her out. And it
certainly never hurt to get a little more information. By the end of the afternoon he was hoping
that the Master would give his blessing to the project. 

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