Houseguest 3



Kim took hold of Danny's arm and pulled him from the corner. The male's
heartbeat accelerated in anticipation of his opportunity to fight her, but with
his hands bound behind his back, for now, he would have to do as he was told.

"I have some chores for you to do," Kim told the male. "Since my husband will be
spending all day hogtied and unable to move, today's tasks will fall on you.
Even though this is your first full day of slavery, you will still be held
accountable for the chores I assign you to do."

She stopped in the middle of the living room. "On your knees."

Danny obeyed, a black feeling of resentment rising in him, replacing the arousal
he had been feeling and causing his erection to soften. He now no longer was
concentrating on Kim's beauty and power, he only wanted the chance to take her
down and save himself from his enslavement.

"Now, your first chore will be to clean the downstairs bathroom," Kim told the
male. "Then you will make the beds. The bathroom has the cleaning products in
the vanity cabinet, and I'm sure you know how to use them. Both bathrooms are
cleaned every day, so you probably won't have a very hard job there. Do you
understand so far, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress," he told her.

"Very good. I'm going to untie your hands and then tie them again in front so
you can work. The bondage will remind you that you are being held here and not
to try something foolish. Now don't move or you'll be punished."

Here was his chance. The male kept his head down and smiled slightly as Kim
moved behind him. He tensed slightly as she began to untie his hands.

The second his hands were free, Danny pivoted and grabbed Kim's legs. The woman
fell backward onto the floor.

The male moved to press his advantage, but as he climbed on top of her, Kim's
legs closed around his midsection and stopped him instantly as he reached for
her throat.

He saw stars exploding before his eyes from the pain as Kim's smooth legs caught
him and squeezed him. He shuddered and was briefly incapable of thought or
motion.

"Foolish boy," Kim told him from her back. "Did you think I wasn't ready for you
to try to escape?"

He tried to pry her legs apart, but every time he exhaled, her legs tightened
against him, further robbing him of strength.

"Just say you give up," Kim directed. "I'll lay you down and tie you up and we
can get on with your punishment."

The male couldn't let it end this way. He reached for her neck, feeling her
hands close on his wrists as he did, but he got a hold of her and started to
squeeze.

The woman's legs became tighter, and his grip loosened. Still, he wouldn't let
go of her neck, and he managed to meet the woman's eyes.

"Let go of me with your legs," Danny told her. "Or I'll choke you unconscious."

"Fight her!" Danny heard his friend holler. "Save us!"

Danny saw a glint of fear in the woman's eyes as he managed to squeeze a little
harder, but this glint, after a second or two, became a hard, confident look.

"Is that all you've got?" Kim asked as she again grasped his wrists. "Because
I've got a whole lot more to give."

She pulled his hands off her neck, her hands gripping his wrists tightly, and
squeezed him so hard with her legs the male thought he was going to pass out. He
cried out from the agony.

The woman laughed and turned, and he lay on his back, gasping for air and
trying, futilely, to pry the woman's legs apart. 

He had lost, and he knew it. This beautiful Egyptian woman was going to break
his whole body with her legs if he didn't do something. For all his thoughts of
male superiority, she had very quickly and easily subdued him and reduced him to
near tears just by catching him between her thighs.

"I had a feeling since you gave up so easily last night you might try something
foolish today," Kim told the male. "I'm more than capable of holding you against
your will. I had to prove to my husband he couldn't escape me, so I have no
problem proving it to you. Now, say 'I surrender Mistress' and I'll let you
breathe again."

He had to do it. He had to surrender. His whole world had gone white from the
suffering of this scissor hold. He was hers unless he could think of something
to do.

The male looked at her body and in his fog of helplessness, he reached over and
tickled the woman's vagina.

Kim cried out in surprise and her legs sprang apart. Air rushed into the male's
lungs and the sense of relief from the pressure was overwhelming.

However, all he could do was lie there and gulp air. He was incapable of
pressing his advantage, and he heard Kim laughing through his haze.

"Very clever," Kim told him. "But I've got you far too worn down to resist me."

Slowly and confidently, the woman turned and put her legs on either side of him,
facing his feet. She reached back and lifted his head off the floor, then closed
her legs around his neck and head in a reverse headscissor, his face only inches
from her gorgeous bottom.

Her hands closed around his wrists. He was helpless.

The male closed his eyes against the pain of the hold, and again felt that cold
sense of inevitability, the absolute knowledge he had lost and had failed to
escape this woman. She really did have him, she really was going to keep him as
a prisoner and slave, and he really couldn't escape her.

"Now, let's get back to where we were," Kim mocked, squeezing him hard and then
letting up the pressure a little bit. She glanced at him over her shoulder.

"Your head is turning purple," the woman informed him. "Now, I want you to kiss
my ass very meekly, then say 'I surrender Mistress Kim.' After that, you go back
to your rightful place as my captured slave."

He had no choice. Tears sprang into his eyes - tears of shame, of despair, of
anger over his desperate and inescapable situation. As he began to cry, he also
realized another feeling he was growing to hate had returned - he was aroused.

"Now let's not kid ourselves," Kim told the male. "I can see how hard you are.
You want to surrender. You've had your fun, you've felt my smooth legs against
you and now it's time for you to accept, once and for all, that you can't beat
me, you can't escape me, and that you are captured and conquered."

She was right. Danny very softly and meekly put his lips to her gorgeous bottom.

"I surrender, Mistress Kim," Danny told her.

The woman's legs relaxed. Danny's head fell to the floor and he couldn't move as
she straightened up and then, to his surprise, sat on his face in a reverse face
sit pin, closing her feet around his head to keep his face up to her.

"This is really happening to you," Kim told him as he began to struggle to
breathe. She held his wrists again, pressing them down against him. "And you
will accept it."