Chapter 3

I got up around 9 AM once again. The memory of last night was fresh in my mind. I was pretty sure that Sarah had enjoyed last night as much as I had, if not more. I wondered though. Did the headband make her enjoy it? Or did it only make her appear to be enjoying it?. Suddenly I had a terrible thought. What if she wasn't enjoying it? What if I was hurting her and didn't even know it? Nah. If I was, she would say something the next morning about a mysterious pain or ache...then again she might not. Who knew...To keep up appearances (and because I was hungry), I headed down for breakfast. Sarah was her usual cheerful self. I put on a cheery face and made small talk. After breakfast I left the house. There was no reason for me to show up at work today, so I took my car and decided to have fun on the town.

Sarah waited until Gary's car pulled away from the house before deciding to make her move. She had seen all those things that he had bought for her and she was eager to try them out. She still had those old feelings about sex being bad and risky, but she knew how to make those feelings go away now. She went to Gary's bedroom and found the headband resting on his bedside stand. She eagerly slipped it on. She was paralyzed for a second, then she was able to move again. She was sure of it now. When Gary wasn't around, she could control herself. When he was around, she had no control over her body. She thought about that and decided that she kinda liked it. Being helpless and not knowing what was going to happen was exciting, and arousing to her. She quickly undressed and opened the closet door. She found exactly what she was looking for in a large box on the floor. She took out all the contents and placed them on the bed. She noticed all the toys he had bought. "He's planning on having a lot of fun with me!" she thought gleefully. She saw the rubber pants with the dildo's built in. She was certainly going to try those out later on. She started picking out what she wanted to wear first. She came downstairs dressed in a pair of dark blue lycra shorts and a matching sports bra. Underneith her shorts was a thong that held a buttplug firmly in place. She could feel the plug inside her ass as she walked down the stairs. She fely delightfully naughty as she started cleaning the house.

I decided to stop by Rogers house to pick him up. We decided to head for The Powerhouse Athletic Club. It was a kind of sporting resort complete with basketball courts, olympic sized swimming pools, tennis courts, raquetball courts, workout rooms, and even a bar. Once a week we usually went there to kill some time, get some exercise, try to beat each other at raquetball, and have a drink at the bar. We played some basketball for a little while, got into a raquetball match. We both won 2 matches. We went swimming for awhile, then sat down for a drink at the bar. "So, hows Sarah been?" Roger asked me. I gave him a slightly sly smile. 'Things have been improving between us." I said. "Really? How so?" he asked me. "Well, shes starting to come around, starting to open up. I bought some new clothes for her and she seems to like them." I said. I didn't know how truthful I was being. When she had the headband on she liked her new clothes, but who knew how she would feel without that headband? I hadn't told Roger about what I was doing to Sarah. I trusted him, but I wanted to keep the headband a secret. Me and Roger continued to talk about various matters, about work, about life, etc. While I was busy talking, I was thinking about Sarah. There were so many unanswered questions. At some point I decided enough was enough. I had my fun. Now it was time to quit before something serious happened. I would go back home, and tell her everything, and see how she took it. If she left me, I wouldn't blame her. If she called the police I would destroy the headband and deny the whole thing.

After dropping Roger off at his house I headed for home. As I was driving I pictured several sceneros that would possibly play out when I revealed the truth. I pictured her in shock. I pictured her angry. I pictured her running away, probably screaming. Still, my mind was made up. I had to come clean about it. If I didn't, who knew where it would lead? I pulled into the driveway and got out of the car. When I opened the door I half expected to see her coming to greet me. Nobody was there. I heard faint moaning coming from upstairs. I went upstairs. My bedroom door was ajar. The moans were coming from inside my room. I entered my room to find Sarah on the floor, naked, with a dildo sticking out of her pussy. She was laying there moving her hips back and forth and moaning. I saw the headband on her head. I went into a sort of shock. "She knew!" I kept thinking to myself. For several seconds I just stood there looking at her on the floor. She removed the dildo and got up. She looked at me with only the mildest suprise. "Well hello. You're back early." she said smiling. "You...knew?" I asked her, already knowing the answer. She grinned. I continued to stand there looking at her. "You knew...but why? If you knew, why didn't you leave?" I asked her. "Why would I want to?" she asked innocently. I was dumbfounded by that reply. "You like being controlled?" I blurted out. I instantly regretted saying that. "Well, at first I didn't like it, but now it's not so bad. This thing, whatever it is lets me be...more like I used to be." she said. I stood there for several seconds more, finally I told her to get dressed and meet me downstairs.

I made her sit down in one of the chairs in my den. I removed the headband. I wanted to see what her reaction was. She immediately became tense and nervous. "You knew..." I said again. She nodded. "And you're OK with what this thing does?" I asked her. She nodded again. "Why? Not that I'm complaining, but why are you ok with it? Most people would be horrified at the thought of somebody controlling them." I said. She started to talk. I sat and listened as she told me about her past...Her promiscuity back in highschool...what her parents did when they found out about it...everything. It made sense. Finally everything made sense! She had been a submissive, promiscuous person until her parents had found out and scared her senseless, afterwards she became a shy timid person, hiding her interests in men. The headband stripped away her shyness. It made sense, and just then I realized how incredibly lucky I was! The headband was not perfect. It could control women allright, but they were aware of it the whole time! Warren, that poor bastard... I would have bet money that sooner or later he would use his invention on the wrong woman and pay for it. I could warn him though...next time I saw him I could drop a warning. I decided I'd only do that if things between me and Sarah worked out. The real Sarah was hidden under this shy timid person and I wanted to bring her out without using the headband.

Later in my bedroom I told Sarah to undress. She started to nervously comply. I could see her starting to blush from embarrassment as she took her clothes off.

Sarah knew she was blushing as she stood naked before John. The old doubts were raging and screaming in her head. They kept saying that what she wanted was shameful and wrong. But she had already had sex with him before, and nothing was wrong with her. She knew what John was going to do. She wanted him to put the headband on her though. She wanted to enjoy what was going to happen. The headband would let her enjoy it. Without it the old feelings of shame and doubt voiced themselves very loud and clear. It was clear that he wasn't going to use the headband this time. She had no intention of fighting him, she was not the fighter type. She just wanted her bad feelings to go away and let her be happy! John told her to get onto the bed. She complied. Using inprovised ropes made from the bedsheets, John secured her arms to the bedposts. He did the same thing to her legs. She now lay spread eagle on the bed. She was trembling, but making no move to free herself. He got a gag from the closet. She opened her mouth and accepted the gag. Once the gag was secured she knew there was no turning back. It was going to happen. there was nothing she could do to stop it. Part of her was excited and part of her was ashamed of her being excited.

Sarah was now tied to the bed. She had made no move to try to fight me. I was partly suprised by this. I had no trouble gagging her either. She was completely helpless now. I started to caress her body with my hands. She struggled a bit and whimpered, but made no real show of resistance. I started to grope at her breasts. She struggled a bit more and started crying. Even though she was crying I could see her nipples starting to harden.

John was fingering Sarah's clit now. She could hear her parents voices in her head shouting that she was bad, bad because she was enjoying this. However, the voices were starting to grow weaker as she started to feel more and more pleasure. Her crying started to subside and soon she was moaning through her gag. She caught herself starting to buck her hips, then stopped. She felt something cold and hard entering her pussy. It was a dildo. It started to vibrate. Her shame started melting away fast and the doubting voices disappeared. She was losing herself in the feelings of ecstasy.

The vibrator was doing wonders for Sarah. I could see her responding to its stimulation. She had stopped crying and appeared to be enjoying herself. I figured now was the right time. I started to remove my clothing. I removed the vibrator and climbed on top of her. I didn't see any fear in her eyes. I removed the gag. I brought my face close to hers and to my suprise she raised her head up and kissed me! That kiss was the beginning of a night of intense passion...

It was close to midnight. Sarah lay in bed next to John. He had fallen asleep. He had untied her somewhere along the way, but she wasn't going anywhere. She was staying right there next to him. She felt happier then she had in a very long time! She felt more like her old self again, except that she wasn't planning on going out and fucking every guy she met. No, she was staying with John. After all she was a sort of prize he had won, least thats how she looked at it now. She was his trophy, a testament to his persistence. He had wanted her, and now he had her. She was his toy to play with. She knew that other women would find that appalling, but she found it arousing. And after all, she wasn't "other women", she was who she was. She was a 22 year old attractive woman who had rediscovered sex and submission (with the help of a little headband), and she quite liked it.

The next morning I woke up and found Sarah's arm on my chest. She had stayed with me the whole night. I had untied her thinking she would want to go back to her room...or possibly leave never to return, but she was still here, still with me. I could see her smiling in her sleep. I was now sure that I wouldn't need the headband anymore... But who knew? I decided that, instead of destroying it, I'd place it in my private safe. Maybe someday in the future I'd bring it out for a little fun...