This was my fourth time riding this century and the past three years had been relatively uneventful rides. Sure I had my fair share of saddle sores, sunburn, and that kind of stuff but nothing out of the ordinary had ever occurred. This year would be different.
Would I have gone out if I knew what lay in store for me? I would like to think that the answer is yes since I consider myself the luckiest man on earth but I can never really be sure. It is difficult to recall how I felt before the rains came in.
I was a good 60 miles into the 100 mile course. My friends, who usually rode with me, had left me behind at my urging. I had not brought any rain gear and now found myself expending incredible amounts of energy shivering. My body shook, my teeth clanked and I was turning blue. I only had 40 miles to go but it was feeling more like 400 miles to go.
I passed a SAG station, got a bite to eat and took off. Crystal, Deandra and Samara watched me ride off and one of the there of them determined that I would not make it to the next SAG station. They climbed into the SAG vehicle and started out after me.
Only two or three miles down the road I could not take the shivering any longer and pulled off to the side of the road. I have a water bottle that really isn’t a water bottle but opens up to hold a cell phone. I pulled out my cell phone and was just dialing while trying to keep the phone dry when the three of them pulled up. Crystal said, “I think you’re done honey. Climb on in and we’ll get you to the finish line.”
I said, “Thanks but I’m calling my friends for a ride. They should have finished by now.”
Deandra leaned out the back window and said, “Don’t be silly. They are probably in the finisher’s tent having a spaghetti dinner.” She climbed out of the car, put a blanket around me and said, “Let go of the bike.”
I relinquished control of the bike to Deandra and then she said, “Get in honey. You’re blue from the cold.”
I climbed in and Deandra attached my bike to a bicycle carrier on the back of the car. The whole time I sat in the back shivering. Crystal climbed out of the passenger seat and got into the back. She said, “Scoot over honey. We need to get you warm.”
Not understanding what she meant I scooted away from her and into the other seat. Deandra opened the door and said, “You need to scoot the other way. We are going to sandwich you and make you warm.”
I said, “I’ll be okay, just turn up the heater.”
Samara said, “No way sweetie, we know what we’re doing. You just let Deandra and Crystal take care of you. They’re both soft and warm and you’ll feel wonderful when they share their body heat with you.”
Crystal grabbed me by my waist and effortlessly scooted me over until I was right up against her. She reached around me to pull the blanket up and her breasts whapped me in the face. She giggled and said, “Oh sorry. Those big things never stay put.” She pulled the blanket up and then wrapped the two of us up in the same blanket.
Deandra said, “I think he will be warmer with the three of us.”
She pulled the blanket up and got the other side around her. I said, “Thanks” and then both of them leaned into me.
I said, “You three aren’t cyclists are you?”
Deandra said, “Honey I am a big girl and I like a big bike. I ride the fat tires with a nice cushioned seat and I’m usually on the sidewalk going nice and slow.”
The other two concurred with Deandra. I said, “At least you get on the bike. I love cycling.”
Crystal put her arm around me and snuggled into me saying, “And I love cyclists.”
There was an awkward silence and then Deandra said, “Oh stop Crystal or you’re going to scare him. We want him to relax and get warm. Do you feel relaxed and warm?”
She paused like she was going to say something else and then she said, “I just realized I don’t even know your name.”
I said, “Oh yes, my bad, my name is Kyle. And yes, I am feeling much warmer now.”
Both of them leaned into me again. I could feel their warmth, softness and their large breasts pushing up against my shoulders. I felt so comfortable and suddenly so sleepy that I let out a yawn. Crystal said, “I guess our body heat is making you sleepy. Would you like to take a nap Kyle?”
I said no thanks and Deandra said, “Don’t be silly. Just rest your head on Crystal and sleep. We won’t be offended.”
Crystal pulled my head down and pushed my face into her big soft breasts. Then she said, “Didn’t Samara tell you to just relax and let us be in charge. Now you just rest your head and let those sleepy little eyes close.”
Crystal ran her fingers through my hair as Deandra said, “Yes Kyle, just relax and enjoy our softness and warmth. We are going to take good care of you as you drift off to sleep.”
I really thought it would be rude to fall asleep on some stranger’s breasts but she was so incredibly soft and warm and their voices and words were not helping the situation either. I tried to lift my head up but Crystal said, “Sleep Kyle. All will be well when you wake up, all will be well.”
Deandra said, “Just listen to my soft soothing voice and continue to listen as you drift off to sleep. Your eyes can close, you can sleep, but I want you to continue to listen to my soft compelling voice.”
I was done. I had tried so hard not to sleep not because I knew what they had in store for me but because I had thought it impolite to sleep. I lost the battle to stay awake and drifted off to sleep.
Deandra said, “It feels so good to sleep Kyle. I know you wanted to stay awake but you felt the power of my soft compelling voice and the power of our warm soft bodies and you could not resist. Now listen to my soft compelling voice as I take you deeper and deeper. As you go deeper and deeper the power my voice has over you will increase and your ability to resist will decrease. Do you understand Kyle?”
I shook my head yes. One of them ran their fingers through my hair again and Deandra said, “Excellent. Then it is time to go deeper and submit to me completely.”
The implications of her words did not really register on me. I just slept and waited for her to take me deeper. Deandra said, “I want you to picture yourself on a bicycle at the top of a steep hill. You excitedly mount your bicycle and prepare to pedal as fast as you can to descend the hill as quickly as possible. This hill is different than the other hills you have ridden. Its name is Submission and as you descend the hill you descend into a submissive state that causes you to be unable to resist the suggestions or wishes of any of the women in this vehicle. Are you ready to descend the hill into a world of submission?”
I dreamily shook my head yes and Deandra said, “Take your foot off the ground, lock your foot into the pedal and begin your descent. You are now flying down the hill and as you descend down the hill you can feel your entire body growing heavier and heavier as you go deeper and deeper. Your descent continues to increase and as it does your submission to us increases too. Deeper and deeper you go becoming more and more submissive. You are almost at the bottom and when you reach bottom you will be unable to resist anything we want. You are now at the bottom and completely under our control. And by the way Kyle, it feels wonderful to be under our control and you wish to remain here forever.”
I saw myself reach the bottom, I braked and unlocked my pedal. I could imagine all three women excitedly running out to congratulate me on my rapid descent. It felt wonderful to have pleased them this way. Then Deandra said, “It is time to awaken now Kyle. When you awaken you will feel refreshed and recovered from your freezing ride. Only when you awaken you will notice that anything we ask you to do you will be unable to say no. If you struggle to resist you will only fall deeper under our control. Now it is time to awaken.”
I still really had no idea what all this meant to me. I was still at the bottom of the hill celebrating my new record of submission and had no idea that I was actually asleep on her chest in a car. I heard her counting and with each number I became more aware of my surroundings and when she reached ten I opened my eyes. I smiled at Crystal and said, “I had the strangest dream. How long was I asleep?”
Crystal said, “It wasn’t really a dream my submissive little friend. We hypnotized you.”
I laughed and said, “You guys are funny. Seriously, how long was I asleep?”
Deandra said, “Kyle, could you be a dear and kiss my feet?”
She kicked off her shoe and held her foot just inches from my face. I thought the request was ridiculous but then without another moment of thought I kissed her foot. She pulled it away, held up the other foot and I kissed that one too.
She laughed and said, “Oh and I almost forgot, please call me and the other girls in the car mistress from this day forth unless we’re in public. You will call us by our first names when we are in public. Is that clear Kyle?”
I said, “Yes mistress, very clear.” I paused for a moment somewhat alarmed at the complete lack of control I had and said, “What did you do to me?”
Crystal said, “We told you silly, we hypnotized you. Don’t you remember fighting to stay awake and falling asleep in spite of your best efforts to stay awake?”
I said yes mistress so she continued, “Don’t you remember still hearing Deandra’s voice after you fell asleep and then riding the hill of submission? When you reached bottom you relinquished control of your conscious mind to us. This works not only when you’re hypnotized but even when you’re awake. Isn’t that cool?”
I said, “No that isn’t cool. That’s illegal isn’t it?”
Deandra said, “It isn’t illegal honey. It’s probably unethical but not illegal. After all, we simply talked to you sleep.”
Samara piped in from the front seat and said, “Would you two stop explaining what happened to him and start having some fun with him. Damn. I don’t know why you always feel like you have to explain. Just get down to business or we’re switching places.”
Crystal said, “I always feel guilty if I don’t explain first. I still want him to enjoy it. Can’t I at least make him enjoy it?”
Samara said, “Kyle you are lucky it wasn’t my turn in the back. You got the nice one because I love to see a man squirm. Go ahead Crystal, make him enjoy it.”
Crystal said, “Kyle, from this moment forward you enjoy being our slave and enjoy submitting to us.”
It was like there was two big buttons in my brain and my brain was a computer. One button made me happy and one button made me sad. As soon as she said I would be happy being their slave I never again wanted anything else except to serve the three of them.
Crystal then said, “Remove your cycling jersey and then kiss me.”
I pulled off my cycling jersey and while the two other women made hooting and hollering sounds Crystal and I began to make out. Deandra finally said, “Samara pull over so I can leave these two love birds alone in the back.”
Crystal used me for her own pleasure and gave me pleasure in return. When she was done she said, “Next” and Samara pulled over.
Deandra got in back and said, “I’m a little rougher.”
And she was but it was still very enjoyable. When Samara’s turn came I was frightened. She was the largest and meanest of the three. The pleasure was all hers and she seemed to delight in my lack of pleasure and my fear of her. She put me into a very uncomfortable and awkward position and then sat on my face. She forced me to lick her pussy in this position and then sat down on my face. I screamed and kicked without oxygen until I heard Crystal yell at her to let me up.
Samara climbed off of me and said, “You two can fight over him. I like the one we got last year. But I’m going to have a little more fun with him while you two decide.”
Samara used and abused me some more in the back seat while Deandra and Crystal had a conversation up front. The car stopped and Crystal got out. She opened the back door and said, “We decided. I will keep him, you get Richard and Deandra gets to keep Mick.”
Samara roughly pushed my face away and said, “Good, I like my men a little tougher.”
Crystal climbed in the back seat with me and said, “Two years ago we came out here and on a whim Deandra hypnotized a guy we had picked up who had flatted out his regular tire and his spare. We took him home and made him our love slave. But then we got tired of sharing and started fighting over him so we came out here last year and planned to kidnap someone. This year we only needed one more man to make our trio complete and you are that lucky man. Now that there are three of us and three men we picked and I get to keep you. Are you happy?”
Samara yelled back, “Who cares if he is happy. All that matters is what we want. Isn’t that why we hypnotized them in the first place?”
Crystal said, “Don’t listen to her. I want you to be happy. You will submit to me in all things but I want you to be happy. Are you happy?”
I said, “Yes mistress. I am very happy you chose me.”
Crystal pulled me down on top of her breasts and said, “That makes me happy to know you are happy. When we get home I will begin your training as my new slave and lover.”
I buried my face between her breasts, looked up at the new owner of my mind and body and said, “Yes mistress.”