Tales of Helen and Lisa
By Sam James
Chapter 6 - Happy Birthday Lisa!


The unusual triangular sexual relationship between Lisa, Helen and I never
ceased to amaze me and could usually be relied upon to provide some
excitement. Especially fascinating was the competitive sub-dom relationship
between the two girls, which had existed ever since that epic evening when
Lisa had first displayed her awesome physical strength, destroying Helen's
confidence in her own powerfully muscled body and forcing her into a
submissive role in the friendship. What happened on Lisa's birthday was no
exception!

We had spent a lazy day at a friend's riding school in the forest, a few miles
away. Lisa and Helen had taken two of the more spirited stallions and ridden
for miles, I had preferred to laze by the pool! We had finished up with supper
(which I had cooked) at Helen's apartment and then decided to walk down to the
lake before dusk settled.

It was while Lisa was in the loo that Helen came over to me in conspiratorial
fashion and said, "As it's her birthday I think Lisa ought to be ducked in the
lake". I looked at her as if she was mad. "Oh yeah, you and whose army's going
to do that?"

"Well, I thought that if we go down that path to the swimming platform and
both grab an arm at the same time we could give her the bum's rush before she
knows what's happening". I really didn't think we stood a chance against
Lisa's strength, but it would be fun finding out, so I agreed.

The path went along the top of a steep bank above the lake and then split, one
branch going down to the swimming platform, the other going up some stone
steps and back up to the school. I don't know if Lisa suspected something, but
as we neared the split she suddenly said, "Let's not go to the lake, I'd
rather go up the steps". Helen glanced at me and then I saw her make a dive
for Lisa's right arm. We were at least 30 yards from the water, which lay
behind a low hedge at the bottom of a steep, grassy slope, but Helen had
committed herself and I could only back her up by grabbing Lisa's other arm.

As she felt us take hold of her Lisa did the only thing she could ... and it
was stunningly effective. She dropped to the ground like a stone, dragging us
with her off the path and onto the grassy slope. Then the real fun began!

Using all my strength and weight I was just able to hold Lisa's arm pinned,
but on the other side Helen was in deep trouble. Lisa had wrenched her arm
free from Helen's grip and had trapped her in a fierce necklock. I could see
Helen's muscles bulging as, with both hands on Lisa's wrist and forearm, she
tried desperately to open the PE teacher's arm. But her face was going red and
she was steadily being strangled as Lisa's arm contracted like a steel cable.
Suddenly with an explosion of power Lisa turned Helen over on to her back and
between her legs, which slid round Helen's waist and tightened with
constrictor-like strength.

Helen gave a strangled moan, but refused to submit, fighting frantically to
escape from the silken vice of Lisa's limbs. She writhed and strained, sobbing
with effort, the sinews on her broad shoulders rippling and coiling and her
muscles standing out in desperate effort.

Lisa turned her head towards me with a mocking smile, "Can you let go my arm,
please Sam, I've got cramp ... I promise I won't use it!" I rolled off, but
releasing her arm had an hilarious result. My weight had been acting as an
anchor on the grassy slope, damp with the evening dew, and suddenly Lisa,
complete with the wildly struggling Helen, began to slide down towards the
lake. "Oh, shit and bollocks" howled Lisa as they tobogganed downwards,
disappearing through the hedge in a cloud of twigs and leaves.

I waited, but there was no sound of a splash so, almost helpless with
laughter, I slowly edged my way down the slope and through a gap in the hedge.

I found the girls on a narrow grassy ledge at the water's edge, standing
breast to breast, kissing passionately. Helen's right hand was down inside
Lisa's shorts and the gasps and moans coming from Lisa told me it was time for
me to disappear.

I went back up the path and sat on the stone steps, enjoying the view as dusk
settled over the lake. Suddenly the silence was shattered by a strangled
scream and a huge splash. Several minutes later two figures came up the path
from the lake. One was bone dry and laughing, the other was sodden and
bedraggled, with water weed still festooned in her hair and muttering a most
unladylike string of obscenities. I was astonished to see it was Lisa.

As they saw me they stopped and Lisa glared at Helen, "That was the sneakiest,
lowest, most underhand....." she stopped and suddenly for some reason which I
couldn't fathom, laughed at what she had just said. "Yes, underhand is exactly
the right word I think!" Then a note of admiration entered her voice, "But I
have to admit, honey, that was some display of strength".

Helen gave a mock curtsey. "Thank you, ma'am... I'll take all that as a
compliment! Why don't you go on up to my place and take a hot shower... Sam
and I will be up shortly". Lisa nodded and squelched away up the path as Helen
came and sat next to me.

I turned and looked at her. "A few minutes ago you and Lisa seemed to be...
er, enjoying each other. How come Lisa ended up in the water?"

Helen gave me a broad grin. "Well, I was determined to get her in the lake,
but I knew she would overpower me unless I could take her completely by
surprise and when she was least expecting it".

My brain was in a whirl, but I still didn't see how she'd managed to dump Lisa
in the lake. I said, "OK, so you took her by surprise - what's with the feat
of strength?"

Helen gazed at me as though I were simple. "Oh, Sam, do I have to draw a
picture for you? She stretched her right arm out straight towards my crutch
and her bicep suddenly bulged as she bent the arm sharply upwards at 45
degrees as though she was lobbing a ball into the air. Suddenly it sank in.
"Jesus Christ, you didn't... "

"Yes, I did!" said Helen gleefully. "But I don't think she's too unhappy ...
she'd cum over my hand so much I nearly lost my grip!". I shook my head in
admiration and Helen said, "I've promised Lisa a slap up supper, to which
you're invited of course." Then she put her hand gently on my cheek and said
softly, "But I'm afraid that's all you'll see of me tonight - Lisa's staying
and I have some making up to do!"

(To be continued)