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<HTML><FONT  SIZE=3 PTSIZE=10>Subject: {ASSM} NEW The Summer Project pt 3 (Mf,nc,bd,inc)<BR>

From: <A HREF="mailto:fesseln1@aol.com ">fesseln1@aol.com </A> (FESSELN1)<BR>

Date: 06/19/2000 8:11 PM Eastern Daylight Time<BR>

Message-id: <24778asstr$961459869@assm.asstr.org><BR>

<BR>

THE SUMMER PROJECT<BR>

       <BR>

By T.S. FESSELN<BR>

<BR>

Disclaimer: This is a work of amatory fantasy.  Any resemblance to people<BR>

living or dead is purely coincidental.  If you are under the age of 18, please<BR>

stop reading here.  If you are a bit squeamish about graphic depiction's of<BR>

rape, bondage and sex, please stop reading here.  The author takes no<BR>

responsibility for those who wish to reenact anything written below.<BR>

<BR>

Permission is granted for private use.  The author wishes any agencies that<BR>

wish to publish this work, to please contact him at FESSELN1@aol.com.  Any<BR>

comments are gladly accepted and encouraged.<BR>

<BR>

<BR>

Part 3<BR>

<BR>

    	The sound of the doorbell caused both Stephanie and Jeff to freeze for a<BR>

moment.  It had to be Kim, Stephanie thought, she was to drop by so they could<BR>

go to tonight's party together.  Kim was always embarrassed by her white and<BR>

rusted-out Aries K-car, an unreliable car at best.<BR>

<BR>

	Stephanie renewed her struggles to get free of her bonds, praying there would<BR>

be some give to any one of them.  She wanted to warn Kim as well as getting<BR>

help for herself.  Even as she squirmed, she felt the stranger above her pause<BR>

and then leave the bed, making his way out of the bedroom and down the stairs.<BR>

<BR>

	Jeff glanced outside the bedroom window to see who it might be.  He recognized<BR>

Steph's friend Kim's car with its rust rings around the fenders and fingers of<BR>

rust creeping up the doors.  A piece of plastic film was taped up to replace<BR>

the rear passenger window as well.  Jeff was surprised that the engine and<BR>

drive train hadn't fallen out of the car yet.  <BR>

<BR>

	I fleeting thought about kidnapping Kim crossed his mind.  After all, she was<BR>

an attractively built Hispanic girl with really long hair and breasts that just<BR>

begged to be kneaded.  However, it was too dangerous.  He had to keep his mind<BR>

on his soon-to-be slave stepsister.<BR>

<BR>

	The doorbell rang again.<BR>

<BR>

	Jeff raced downstairs and to the kitchen.  Unlocking the sliding glass patio<BR>

doors, he slipped outside and went around the garage towards the front of the<BR>

house.<BR>

<BR>

	"Hey Kim," Jeff said as he rounded the corner, seeing her standing on the<BR>

porch, looking very much the part of a slut.<BR>

<BR>

	"Hey Jeff, where's Stephie?" Kim asked.<BR>

<BR>

	"Didn't she call you?"<BR>

<BR>

	Kim shook her head, "I don't know.  I haven't been home.  Dads blitzed again<BR>

and he is tearing up the place, so I didn't even go there.  I could her Mom<BR>

screaming and yelling at him, too.  No way was I going in there.  A fucking war<BR>

zone, ya know."<BR>

<BR>

	"Oh," Jeff said, "Well, she took off with my parents on a little vacation to<BR>

the islands for a couple weeks or so.  Dad got use of the timeshare down there<BR>

and it was a last second type thing.  I thought Steph would have called you to<BR>

tell you or gotten in touch somehow."<BR>

<BR>

	"No, she didn't," Kim said, looking crestfallen, "We were going to go out<BR>

tonight.  Sorta hard now, Huh?"<BR>

<BR>

	"I'm sorry Kim.  I didn't know."<BR>

<BR>

	"Well, I guess I go it alone, huh?  Well, if she calls, tell her hi."<BR>

<BR>

	Jeff smiled, "I sure will."<BR>

<BR>

	Without another word, Kim made her way down the sidewalk to her car.  She<BR>

wasn't tall at all, about 5 foot or so, but she had the curves on her.  Large<BR>

breasts, round butt and a narrow waist.  Kim always dressed like a slut, with a<BR>

bare midriff, tight black pullover with no bra, tight crop jeans and gold<BR>

chains around her ankles and belly.  She also used too much lipstick and<BR>

mascara.  However, Jeff could picture her bound and gagged along with his<BR>

stepsister.<BR>

<BR>

	"Enough of that," he whispered to himself, "back to business."<BR>

<BR>

	Jeff went back around and came in by the kitchen door.  He was careful to lock<BR>

it again.  His cock just ached thinking of what Steph was doing right now and<BR>

how the vibrator he had imbedded into here was probably driving her wild.<BR>

<BR>

	It was indeed driving Stephanie wild.  With it on low, she could feel it hum<BR>

within her and stirring up all sort of pleasure.  However, the buzzing wasn't<BR>

enough.  It was fanning the fires but not feeding them.  Her struggles to get<BR>

away while the stranger was not in the bedroom had failed to even get an inch<BR>

of slack from her bindings.  The handcuffs imprisoning her wrists seemed to<BR>

bite down even more.<BR>

<BR>

      She felt the stranger sit down on the bed beside her.  The bound up<BR>

blonde tensed, waiting for his touch; waiting for him to caress her or pinch<BR>

her or slap her.  However, it never came.  The stranger just sat there<BR>

silently; not moving.<BR>

<BR>

	The only noise that could be heard was the low hum of the vibrator and<BR>

Stephanie's whimpers behind her gag.  Jeff just sat there and watched her.  He<BR>

knew it was making her nuts and that is what he wanted, to keep her off balance<BR>

for at least the first few days.  It would make it easier to turn her into his<BR>

personal sex slave that would be willing to do anything he wanted of her.<BR>

<BR>

	Jeff got up and went over to the armoire.  He had only sneaked peaks at his<BR>

father and stepmother's collection of toys.  There were hung in neat rows a<BR>

large collection of leather straps and cuffs along with padlocks and keys to<BR>

lock them into place.  There was a selection of various gags, including a ring<BR>

gag that Jeff would definitely have to try on his stepsister.  There were also<BR>

a variety of crops and floggers, something that Jeff would need once the<BR>

blindfold came off.  There were two single sleeve armbinders as well as various<BR>

harnesses and a few discipline helmets.  In short, Jeff had everything he<BR>

needed to keep his captive under wraps for weeks to come.<BR>

<BR>

	A low moan from his stepsister turned his attention back to his prisoner. <BR>

Again, her hips were slightly rocking as to make sure that she didn't draw undo<BR>

attention to her arousal.  She was squirming around, trying to look as if she<BR>

was still struggling.<BR>

<BR>

	Jeff smiled a wicked smile as he pushed the controls closer to her questing<BR>

fingers.  Stephanie's fingers touched the cord, then straining; she grabbed the<BR>

cord into her hands and pulled on it until she had the controls in her hands.<BR>

<BR>

	Stephanie realized what she held in her hand.  Her fingers traced the slide<BR>

controls of her buzzing intruder.  She slowly moved the button up and felt the<BR>

dildo respond with an increased fervor.  The new level of humming sent larger<BR>

ripples of bliss flaring through her.<BR>

<BR>

	'Oh God! What if he was watching!' Stephanie suddenly thought and dropped the<BR>

controls.  She felt him leave the bed but did not hear the stranger leave the<BR>

room.<BR>

<BR>

	Then she felt the vibrator become a raging demon.  Jeff had taken the controls<BR>

and shoved them to their maximum.  Stephanie was filled with pure bliss and the<BR>

flames of ecstasy raged through her very being.  Her moans through the gag were<BR>

loud and passionate as her whole body writhed under the new assault.<BR>

<BR>

	Then the vibrator stopped.<BR>

<BR>

	Before she knew what she was doing, Stephanie let out a whine of frustration. <BR>

She must be a slut, finding comfort in a simple orgasm but even that was now<BR>

denied her.  Stephanie's tears were those of humiliation.  The stranger KNEW<BR>

what she was doing and he was toying with her.<BR>

<BR>

	Jeff could not stand it any more.  The sounds of her moans and the sight of<BR>

her helpless, naked form spread before him on the bed was just too much.  He<BR>

thought he was going to cum right then and there.  He pulled off his T-shirt<BR>

and peeled out of his jeans and underwear.<BR>

<BR>

	Stephanie felt the stranger crawl into bed between her legs.  She knew what<BR>

was going to happen next but there wasn't anything she could do about it.  She<BR>

felt him lean over her.  Soon, she knew she would feel the rope through her<BR>

pussy would be pulled away. . .<BR>

<BR>

    	The intruder kissed her forehead.  It was the light, tender kiss like that<BR>

of a lover.  Then he kissed her cheek, tasting the sweet saltiness of her<BR>

tears.  Stephanie threw her head back and forth, but it did not matter.  The<BR>

stranger cupped her head in both of his hand and kissed her on her gagged lips.<BR>

<BR>

	His next kiss was between her collarbones just below her throat.  Jeff could<BR>

smell the perfume she put on this morning.  He was pretty sure it was 'Poison'<BR>

and on his stepsister, it smelled like the Garden of Eden.  His kisses trailed<BR>

down between her breasts slowly.<BR>

<BR>

	The vibrator then raged on inside Stephanie as Jeff turned it back on high. <BR>

She involuntarily arched herself to him and let out a loud moan through her gag<BR>

as another rush of pleasure scoured through her.<BR>

<BR>

	It was then that Jeff leaned down and kissed her left nipple, taking it into<BR>

his mouth and teasing it with his teeth. He first licked around the stiffened<BR>

nub and the bite it hard enough to get a squeal out of his helpless sister.  He<BR>

first would do it to her left nipple, and then her right one.  Back and forth<BR>

between the two while the vibrator hummed on.  Each near painful bite would<BR>

send another ripple of joy through her despite herself.<BR>

<BR>

	Then his kisses went back between her breasts.<BR>

<BR>

	Then Jeff kissed Steph's sternum area; slowly working his way down over her<BR>

belly; pausing only to ream her navel with his tongue.  The blonde squirmed and<BR>

laughed into her gag; her belly button being very ticklish.  A wicked grin came<BR>

over Jeff's face and he continued to lap at Stephanie's navel. <BR>

<BR>

	Stephanie screamed into her gag and threw herself at her bondage, trying to<BR>

get away from the intruders wicked tongue.  The vibrator continued to work it's<BR>

evil magic within you and she felt another orgasm building higher and higher<BR>

within her. A whirlpool of white-hot passion rose to finally engulf her and<BR>

drown her in bliss.  The orgasm was more powerful than anything she had ever<BR>

felt before and she was limp as a rag doll when it was over.  <BR>

<BR>

	Jeff removed the rope through his sister's sex as well as the vibrator from<BR>

her and she was too drained to protest save for a few mewls through her gag. <BR>

He had no doubt that Steph was already very wet and he eased himself into her<BR>

and felt her warmth surround him.<BR>

<BR>

     Steph felt the stranger enter her and most of her didn't care anymore. <BR>

She had already cum twice in front of this man so there was nothing more that<BR>

this man could do to her to degrade her any more.  The fact that he felt good<BR>

pumping slowly in and out of her only proved that she was indeed a slut.<BR>

<BR>

	Jeff was surprised to feel his stepsister thrust her hips up to meet his as he<BR>

slowly thrust himself into her again and again. Her moans were no longer moans<BR>

of displeasure, at least to his ears.  Her gagged mewls and moans sounded full<BR>

of pleasure.<BR>

<BR>

     Slowly, he gained speed and felt her intimate muscles milking him.  Oh<BR>

God, this felt sooooo good and Jeff good see his sister was enjoying it too. <BR>

The combination of all those built-up minutes of watching his sister struggle<BR>

and cum, the noises that she made as she moved beneath him and the pure bliss<BR>

he felt fucking her had finally added up to Jeff feeling his cum boiling up his<BR>

shaft and in a burst of ecstasy, he came inside her.<BR>

<BR>

	The stranger cum felt hot and molten inside Stephanie and she moaned loudly<BR>

and cried.  She felt the tears run down the sides of the blindfold.  He had cum<BR>

in her and she had enjoyed it.  How could she live with herself?<BR>

<BR>

    Jeff lay beside her for a bit, just enjoying the after burn of what had<BR>

just happened.  He enjoyed everything about her at this moment; the way she<BR>

smelled, the small whines she made in her gag, the looks of her stretched and<BR>

bound body, the feel of her warm skin against his.  He would not trade this<BR>

moment for anything right now.<BR>

<BR>

	Stephanie felt the stranger's fingers lazily tracing over her breasts and<BR>

stomach.  It felt just like a lover's touch after making love.  It had<BR>

tenderness.  It was something that Stephanie had not expected.  She fully<BR>

expected a wham, bam, thank you ma'am and the stranger would be gone and she<BR>

would have to live with what she had done.  She did not expect he would stay.<BR>

<BR>

	After awhile, Jeff got up and went to his parent's bathroom to relieve<BR>

himself.  The one thing he did not like about himself was the need to go pee<BR>

just after sex.  He suspected Stephanie would probably need to go as well.<BR>

<BR>

	After pulling on his jeans, he looked through his parent's collection of toys.<BR>

 There was a nice, white leather armbinder that Jeff thought would work<BR>

wonderfully to keep Steph from escaping for awhile.  He also pulled out a white<BR>

leather collar and a pair of white cuffs for her ankles.  He also selected a<BR>

chrome spreader bar.<BR>

<BR>

	Stephanie felt one of the cuffs around her ankle being loosened, only to be<BR>

replaced by another one and tied back into place, spread wide.  The stranger<BR>

did the same for her other ankle.  She then felt something fastened between<BR>

them before undoing the knots that held her legs to the bed post.<BR>

<BR>

	Stephanie felt herself being set up and bent forward.  She had ceased to feel<BR>

her fingers and hands so when the cuffs were unlocked, she could not even move<BR>

them very well to try to escape.  She felt some tape being wound around both<BR>

wrists, binding them together.  Stephanie struggled little.  She was just too<BR>

tired and numb.<BR>

<BR>

	Jeff then pulled the leather armbinder around both of his stepsister's arms to<BR>

encase them.  He was really amazed she didn't struggle more with this.  He<BR>

fully expected Steph to be a tiger.  But Jeff laced up the binder without any<BR>

problem, finally buckling the straps tightly around her shoulders.  Lastly, he<BR>

placed the collar around her neck and buckled it into place.<BR>

<BR>

	The stranger was trying to ease Stephanie from the bed and she really didn't<BR>

want to go.  She just lay there under his proddings and pushings.  After a bit<BR>

of this, the stranger stopped.<BR>

<BR>

	Jeff had not considered this.  He had to think of some way to herd her.<BR>

<BR>

To be continued. . .<BR>

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