A Dream Wished For

A Girls Desire

CHAPTER 2 – The Reality

“TERRY, DINNER!” Mom called.

“HUH? What?” I opened my eyes and looked at the clock. Oh shit, I had fallen asleep. It was 5:30 . I was dreaming about going to Cindy's. But it was so real. My pussy was soaking wet. It was like it really happened. Everything was a fog. I quickly ran over to my purse hanging on my desk chair and checked to see if Cindy had even given me that note at school or was that part of the dream.

Yes, here it is. I read it again. "You are my prisoner for this weekend. You are to come over by 7:00 pm tonight. You will bring with you an empty suitcase. You won't need any clothes. Oh and by the way…. Mom and Dad won't be home this weekend either. Its just you and me." P.S. "Do not change or take a shower when you get home, come in the clothes you have on"

Suddenly, a rush of nerves came over me. The dream haunted me. I quickly ran down the stairs to eat.

“Terry, are you feeling ok?” Mom said. “You look pale. Maybe I should get the thermometer.”

“No, mom. I'm ok, really. Just a little hungry.” I said. I really wasn't hungry at all, but ate as much as I could.

“Oh, I almost forgot, dear. This came for you about an hour ago. I think it's from Cindy. Her little brother dropped it off on his way to ball practice.”

“Oh. Thanks” I said. I wanted to tear it open and read it, but just left it lying on the table next to me as if I wasn't interest. Quickly ate and then took the letter up to my room and sat on the bed. My fingers were trembling. I tore it open and pulled out a note folded on white paper. My stomach was turning. I opened it and began reading.

“My little prisoner. I want you to shave all your pubic hair off smooth and bald. It had better be done right or you will be sorry. I expect you sharply at 7:00 pm . If you are one minute late, you can expect to be punished severely. And don't think of calling to cancel or just not showing. If you don't go through with this, I will leak out your fantasy along with some very detailed stories about you to certain girls at school who will be sure to gossip it all over town.”

This was really getting exciting, and I was so wet. But I was scared too. I had never done anything like this before. I had not even been all the way with a boy before. Now to be willing to submit to a girl like a prisoner of war. I looked at the clock again.

“OH SHIT!” I said out loud. I only had 45 minutes to be at Cindy's and so much to do. I ran in the bathroom, stripped and sat there on the toilet with my razor and hand mirror. I could see I was wet. I got a pair of scissors and trimmed my thin Asian pubic hair close to the skin, then shaved it smooth. I felt strange doing this and even more strange to see my pussy lips so plainly and proudly displayed. I couldn't keep my eyes off my pussy. I stood up with my legs closed and looked at myself. My pussy crack was clearly visible. I looked so young. I could pass for 15. I put on the same clothes as I had been instructed. My panties were very wet and smelled. Grabbed my suitcase from Mom's closet and went down stairs.

“Mom, I'll be leaving for Cindy's soon, can I help you in the kitchen cleaning up?”

“Oh that would be nice dear. Thank you.” She said. As I washed the dishes, and looked at the clock every few seconds, Mom couldn't help notice.

“Terry? What on earth is the matter with you? Why are you watching that clock like that? Are you and Cindy having boys over?” She said sternly.

“Oh, no Mom. Not at all. I just don't want to be late. Cindy has a movie on TV we are going to watch and it starts at 7 O'clock . That's all.” I managed.

“Hmm, there had not be boys coming over. If I find out you lied to me young lady…..”

“Mom, there's no boys. I promise.”

“Ok, dear.” She said as she placed her hands on each shoulder and kissed my cheek.

“Well, you had better get going then, it's 5 minutes till.” She whispered in my ear.

“WHAT? Bye Mom.” I said as I ran to the door, grabbed my suit case and out the door.

I drove up the drive, just like my dream. Only it wasn't as dark as the dream. I was really nervous now. I wish it was dark. How could I strip on the front porch with all this light. What if someone sees me? I thought. I carried my suit case to the door. Looked around. The bushes along the porch hid me pretty well. Now thoughts were running in my head. What if Cindy's little brother was inside? What if he saw me come in wearing bra and panties? He would tease me or tell his mother. She would tell my mother. What was I doing here? Why did I agree to this? Question after question pounded my head. I looked at my watch. It was just 7:00 . My hear pounding, I set the suit case down, and slowly opened it. Looking around again. I didn't see or hear anyone. This was it. I had to do it. Kicked my shoes off and put them in the suit case. Quickly off went the tee shirt and jeans. I just grabbed the suit case, not even latching it closed and went it.

Whew! That was close I thought. “Let's see now,” I said to myself. “The note said to lock the door and go up to Cindy's room.” I bolted the door. Looked around the entrance. All the lights were off, but the house was still quite well lit. I didn't need a flash light. I could plainly see the stairs. I made my way up cautiously waiting for hands to grab me like the dream. But nothing happened. No one was home. I saw Cindy's bedroom door. It was closed and a note was taped to it. I looked closer. It said in big red letters: TERRY

I pulled it off the door, and opened it.

“You will remove your bra and knock three times on the door. Wait for orders to enter. When you enter shut the door behind you and stand with your hands behind your head. Do Not Move until told to.”

The moment of truth. My hear pounding, I reached behind me and unfastened my bra. Took it off and holding it in my left hand, knocked 3 times with my right. Nothing happened. I stood there with my knees knocking. Should I knock again? No. I just waited. Finally I heard Cindy's voice. “Get in here prisoner #1”

I opened the door, and it was black. I entered as ordered, shut the door and stood in my position with hands behind my back.

“Turn and face the door” Cindy's voice said. Where was she? I couldn't see her.

I turned and stood a few inches from the door.

“Hands down to your sides prisoner #1” was the order. Cindy's voice was closer. Then a blindfold was put over my eyes and I could feel her tying it behind my head. Now I was getting nervous and my pussy was soaking again. My hands were helped by Cindy back to their place behind my head. Then Cindy's cool hands found my breasts. Cupping each one, just holding her hands over my breasts. Then a few brushes of her thumbs over my rock like nipples. She grabbed my waist and pulled me backwards a few steps so I was in the center of the room I had guessed. Then nothing. I didn't know if the room was still black or if she had turned lights on. I assumed the lights must be on by now.

Suddenly, my wandering mind was focused on what I felt next. My panties were slowly being slid down. Unbeknownst to me, Cindy was kneeling in front of me and the lights were definitely on. My smooth shaved pubic area was now coming into view as I felt the waist band lowering. My crotch was still holding the crotch of my panties tightly against my wet pussy lips. They were now down just enough to expose all my pussy but the crotch had not yet released the fabric against my pussy. Cindy left me like this for a while. Then I was interrogated as if a real prisoner.

“Ok you slut of a prisoner. Tell us your full name!”

"Terry Lieu Anderson"

“What is your involvement with the Social Party, Terry Lieu Anderson”

“What? I don't know what your are talking about” I said.

SMACK!! Was the sound I heard as I felt a hard sting to my bare ass.

“LIAR” She yelled in my ear. “Do you want 10 more like that? Now Answer the question slut!”

“I am not involved in any way, I promise you” I said stunned.

SMACK!!! Another sting to my burning ass. I jumped and whimpered, please “Cindy, don't”

SMACK!! “YOU WILL NOT SPEAK UNLESS SPOKEN TO SLUT!”

“Lets try another question. What are you measurements?”

"34c - 21 - 32" I said, thinking this was just like my dream.

“How many boys have you had sex with, slut?”

“I have never had sex, Ma'am. I am still a virgin.” I said with the most embarrassment.

“Hmmm, we shall see soon enough if that is so.” “How many girls have you had sex with?”

“One, Ma'am” Why did I say that. No one knows about what happened in the 8 th grade. Why did I let this cat out of the bag. Especially to Cindy, who could use it against me.

“Tell me what happened”

“I was in the 8 th grade. I was 13 and my friend from school was over and we were playing in my room. She spent the night. We were in the same bed. I woke up with her hands rubbing my pussy. I didn't let her know I was awake but opened my legs. I was frozen to the surprise of it all, and the feelings I was having. She made me have my first orgasm. She knew I was awake by then, and pulled the covers down. She was naked and we spent the night examining each others bodies and rubbing each other. That was the only time, I promise.”

“Is your pussy wet now, slut?”

I stalled. I froze.

“ANSWER ME!” SMACK!!! Again on the ass.

“YES!, Yes my pussy is soaking wet. It has been for several days.” Oh God, I was made for this treatment. I was so horny.

“Spread your legs wide.” I did, and the crotch of my panties sprang away from my pussy. Then Cindy's hand gently slid up from behind and rested on my burning ass. A few minutes of caressing my ass, then slid down my crack and between my bald pussy lips.

“Strip those panties off now, girl and hand them to me.”

I did my best, still blindfolded. I handed the outward not knowing where Cindy was. The were grabbed quickly and then I was ordered to open my legs again. Cindy was rubbing my panties over my pussy. It felt so good. Between my lips. Teasing my vagina. I was aching for release. My legs were getting weak. Breathing was quick, heart pounding. Then it happened. Just like my dream. The wet fabric was against my mouth.

“Open your mouth.” I obeyed, dreading what was to happen. My wet dirty panties from all day was pushed in.

“Start sucking on them or you get 5 more smacks on your ass.”

I did as I was told. While I was sucking my juices out of the panties, Cindy pushed my legs together. I felt her cool hands rubbing softly over my tummy, and down over my freshly shaved pubic area. Feeling the smooth skin of my pouting pussy lips, the up to my breasts. My nipples were being pinched, then a hot mouth over my left nipple and started sucking it. I felt like dropping on the floor. My honey was dripping down the insides of my legs. I sucked harder on my panties, wishing they were Cindy's panties. Then her fingers made their way to my clit with my legs closed and still sucking my nipple, she held me and brought me to a roaring climax, in a standing position with blindfold on and arms behind my head. I felt dizzy.

The panties were removed. The blindfold was removed. My eyes were blurry. I adjusted to the light. Then I noticed the tripod. Her video camera was running the whole time. All of this was on tape.

“Terry, my prisoner. I am now going to tie you naked. You will be taken down to the living room, and forced to sit in this chair, in the center of the room, tied with rope between your legs, splitting your pussy. Your breasts tied. And these clothes pins attached to your nipples. You will sit here and watch yourself as I saw you….., and remember Terry, I own you now. If you ever don't obey my wishes, this tape might find itself distributed around the school. Or mailed to your Mom and Dad. Or maybe my little brother.

Tears welled up and dripped down my cheek. I was now a prisoner. What would come next? How would I be used? I would find out sooner than I thought.