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FORGOTTEN Continuation of The Second Sleepover Amy had collapsed in her bonds. The ropes cut into her bare skin and hurt her breasts, but she could do nothing about it. She had exhausted herself struggling, and couldn’t stand anymore. She was a little lightheaded from lack of air due to the bra obstructing her nose. The vertigo was made worse by the blindfold, which kept her floating in total darkness. Her body slack, her ponytail was pulled, bound as it was around the beam. Waggling her head to try for the millionth time to free it, she tasted her own cum as it trickled down her throat, seeping out of Nicole’s thong, shoved in her mouth as a gag. How could Nicole do this to her? She had long ago lost her voice from trying to yell through the gag, but now managed one last weak, unanswered whimper. This was as bad as some of the treatments she’d gotten in the Industry. But this time, Nicole had inflicted it on her. Nicole! Images of her sister danced through Amy’s head. Her sweet, pretty face with the faraway, dreamy look in her eyes; her deliciously curvy body… No! Stop! Stop! Thinking of Nicole made Amy get wet, increasing her discomfort. Oh! She thought, I hope they come back soon!! Nicole had no intention of coming back just yet. Forty-five minutes ago, she had confronted Jeremy outside the barn. Now they were still standing in a pool of bluish light from the single mercury-bulb that always illuminated the barn door. “But how could you let her do that to me!?” she was yelling. “For the hundredth time, I thought you liked it!” he said, exasperated, “After all, you invited me here for this!” “You couldn’t take a hint when I was screaming to you for help!?” “I couldn’t understand you!” “Because she put tape over my mouth; of course you couldn’t understand me!” “Oh come on, Nicole! We were playing bondage games and you got tied up. How was I supposed to know you didn’t want to be?” “It’s not the fact that I got tied up. It’s that I got tied up and forced to watch you do her! It’s also that you did her in the first place!” Jeremy was confused. Nicole had said it was okay! “But you told me you were okay with it! I don’t understand why you’re suddenly acting like I never asked you!” Thinking it through, Nicole realized his point. She had told both Amy and Jeremy that it was all right with her if they had sex with each other. So why had it bothered her so much when they had actually done it? “But…but…I was helpless! You two totally forgot about me! It’s like I wasn’t there! You called her an angel; you’ve never said things like that to me! When I said it was okay for you to do each other I thought you would just have sex for the pleasure of having sex. That didn’t happen; I saw the look in your eyes. You liked that she was ready and willing to open herself up, and you compared her to me. I don’t just open up like that. But you liked it when she did it. You liked it! You’re supposed to like having sex with me more than her! I’m your girlfriend; at least I thought I was! So what? She acts like a whore for a few minutes and you forget about me? That’s not fair!!” Nicole broke down into angry, frustrated sobs. She fell against him and buried her face in his shoulder. He had only had a chance to pull his pants on before coming out, and the bare skin of his shoulder was warm. Nicole felt his arms wrapping around her as her body shook from crying. He kissed her hair and held her for a long moment until she got herself under a little control. He pulled her around so she looked in his eyes. “I’m really sorry, Nicole. I did enjoy sex with Amy, but it wasn’t the same as with you. I don’t love her; I love you! Tonight meant nothing; it was only for pleasure. You’ll always be my angel.” They embraced again, then he asked, “Do you forgive me?” She stepped back and put her hands on her hips. “I guess so.” She moved closer to him again and purred, “But I think I deserve a little attention after all this!” He smiled and pulled her close. They shared a long kiss that Nicole savored. When they separated, she breathed, “Let’s find somewhere more private.” They moved out of the pool of light in exchange for the shadows under a large oak tree. Once in darkness, all their clothes came off within a minute. In no time they were having very passionate sex. Jeremy wanted badly to make up for the insult he had accidentally dealt to Nicole earlier. Nicole felt the difference from the last time they had made love to each other; this time was by far the best thing that had ever happened to her. She moaned, losing herself in the pleasure; floating in the wonderful feeling of their lips touching and her pussy being wonderfully filled and stimulated. She had three orgasms that night before Jeremy had his second. Her first seemed to blend right into the second, then the third seemed to never end. Even after she was totally spent, she couldn’t stop herself from continuing to thrust, seeking more of the heavenly feeling. By the time it was all over, she was panting and could barely keep her eyes open. She was exhausted. As Jeremy flopped on the dew-coated grass beside her, she managed to breathe, “Wow!” He just smiled and stroked her hair. The sensation started to lull her to sleep. No! Had to go back inside! “We have to go back to the house,” she whispered. He groaned and got to his feet, fumbling to pull his pants back on. As Nicole was dragging herself upright, she felt him scoop her up. She relaxed and fell asleep in his arms as he carried her back inside. Her lingerie was left where it had been discarded under the tree. They were so tired, and so full of love for each other, that they forgot about Amy… Back in the barn, Amy had fallen into a fitful sleep. She had long ago accepted that no one was coming for her. She would be discovered in the morning, and probably sent away to another family. A while ago she had managed to thrash the tight blindfold off center enough that she had a small sliver of vision. Through that little crack she had watched the lantern light slowly dim then go out completely; its battery was dead. She had no voice left to scream. She had no energy left to struggle. The ropes were too tight. She had collapsed in her restraints and cried her eyes out, hopeless, angry, and bitter. If only she hadn’t been so rough with Nicole. If only… The first rays of sunlight filtered through the living room windows and splashed across Nicole’s face. She awoke and happily felt Jeremy’s arms still around her. Everything was so peaceful. She reached her arm out to wake Amy. She felt nothing. Where was Amy? Did she get up already? Where could she have--- Panic shot through Nicole like a bolt of lightning. Instantly wide-awake, she fell off the couch where they had been sleeping. She shook Jeremy to wake him up. “Jeremy, wake up! We forgot Amy!!!” “What?…” he asked groggily. “We forgot Amy!! Come on, my parents will be up soon!” “We forgot Amy!?” he cried. “Shhh!” she hissed, “Be quiet!!” She looked around for her pajamas, then remembered she had fallen asleep naked. How stupid she was! Nothing had been cleaned up from the night before! This was a total disaster! Ignoring her nakedness and not waiting for Jeremy, she dashed out the front door and sprinted across the yard to the barn. She flung the door open and took the ladder rungs two at a time up to the loft. There was Amy, right where they had left her. “Oh God! Amy!” Nicole cried. A weak murmur was the only response. Nicole fumbled to take the bra off her eyes. She cast it away and tore the tape off Amy’s mouth, reaching in to pull the thong out. Amy coughed as her mouth was emptied. The light hurt her eyes. That meant it was morning. No!! Was it too late to escape being discovered? Nicole desperately pulled at the knots holding her sister to the beam. Her hair untied easily enough, but the ropes had been pulled too tight. It was hopeless. Desperate, Nicole descended the ladder and found a pair of tree branch cutters. By this time, Jeremy was in the barn and asking what was going on. Nicole didn’t answer, but climbed the ladder as fast as she could. Being careful not to catch Amy’s skin, she cut through the ropes. Sensing she was free, Amy took a step forward. Her exhausted, aching muscles failed and she pitched forward. Nicole caught her before she hit the floor. Jeremy had come up to the loft. “Find the cuff keys!!” Nicole ordered. He frantically searched around for them, and finally found them under Amy’s forgotten pajamas. Nicole grabbed them from his hand and freed her sister’s wrists. “Why?” Amy managed to ask weakly, “Why?” “I’m so sorry, Amy!” Nicole cried, “I’m so, so sorry!” “Nicole…you…left me,” Amy said in disbelief, “You left me…all night…in pain…alone…bound…couldn’t sleep…” “Shhhh,” Nicole hushed, “You’re okay now. I’ve got you.” Jeremy cut in, “Um…maybe we should clean this stuff up and get back inside? Like, before your parents wake up?” This sent Nicole scrambling to put her clothes back on. She pulled on her bra and thong, which was unpleasantly soaked in Amy’s spit from being used as a gag. Then she collected her clothes and covered herself. Jeremy helped Amy put her pajamas back on while Nicole threw the cuffs, tape, and ropes back in her bag. She threw the bag to the barn floor and helped Amy climb down the ladder. Jeremy followed with the dead lantern. They ran back toward the house as fast as they could with Amy limping on her exhausted legs. Jeremy noticed the lace lingerie lying under the oak tree and scooped them up on the way past. As silently as possible they piled back through the front door. Amy flopped on the couch and began rubbing her sore legs, moaning softly as circulation began to return and the muscles loosened up. Nicole ran upstairs to her room to hide the bag of bondage toys and change into her pajamas to make it look like she’d slept in them. She tried to stay quiet as she went back down, hating herself for creating this mess. Back on the couch, Amy had stretched out and was drifting in and out of sleep. Nicole came back down silently and knelt beside her sister. “Amy?” The girl’s eyes slid open slowly. “Nicole?” “Oh Amy…” Nicole leaned closer to her and let her rest her head on her shoulder, “I can’t say how sorry I am. It was a total accident, honest! I feel so horrible!” “I’m really kind of pissed off at you, Nicole,” Amy said flatly. “I know,” cried Nicole, “And you have a right to be. But please, can you ever forgive me?” Amy didn’t answer right away. “Please?” “Of course I can,” Amy began, “But…you sort of forgot about me. I know we had a fight, and I know you were mad at me for what I did…but I don’t think I deserved to spend a whole night like that. A few hours, maybe, but not all night!” Nicole smiled sadly, “I even forgot about what you did. It doesn’t matter anymore.” Amy looked sheepish. “I was a real slut last night, wasn’t I?” “Yeah, you were,” Nicole said, remembering now how angry she had been. “I’m sorry. I got caught up in the moment.” She turned to Jeremy, who was trying not to be noticed. “And I owe you an apology too. I really fucked things up between you guys. I never meant for that to happen.” Almost at the same time, Nicole and Jeremy told her it didn’t matter. Everything was fine now. Except for the part about Amy being forgotten all night. No one spoke for a while. Nicole and Amy held each other, and Jeremy moved to sit beside Nicole on the floor. Then Amy said quietly, “I think we should all just forget that last night ever happened at all.” “Good idea,” agreed Nicole. She and Jeremy kissed, then she gazed into Amy’s blue eyes for a long moment. Just as she was ready to let her sister’s tongue explore her mouth, someone was heard descending the stairs. The three scrambled to get into less suggestive positions. By the time Nicole’s brother Joe came into view, dragging himself down the steps, Nicole, Amy, and Jeremy were lounging on the couch and in chairs. Joe scanned the scene in the living room thoughtfully, even though his mind was still cloudy from just having woken up. “You all look so innocent,” he muttered, more to himself than to the friends in the living room, “I bet you were out in the barn last night having sex or something.” He continued on his groggy trip to the kitchen. Amy and Nicole glanced at each other. Joe would never know how right he was. At least they hoped he never found out. Jeremy had paled when Joe had said about having sex. Now, he worriedly whispered to Nicole, “He’s just kidding, right?” “Yeah, he’s just being an idiot,” Nicole said confidently. But inside, she couldn’t help wondering whether her brother knew more about her and Amy’s games than he acted like he knew… |