Sarah walked into her bedroom and swung her backpack onto the floor. After a long day at school the last thing she wanted to do was think about homework. Even though she looked like she could have jumped off the cover of Playboy, she was shy. She stripped out of her blouse, skirt, and stockings and put on something more comfortable. Expecting to be home alone, she assumed her thong panties and oversized sweatshirt would be enough.
Leaving her room, she walked down the hall to the kitchen. She pulled out the chocolate covered strawberries she made the night before and sat down at the table to eat them. But before she could take a bite, the doorbell rang. She wasn't expecting anyone, so she walked curiously to the door.
Looking through the peephole, Sarah could see her brother's best friend, Sam, standing in the doorway. She opened the door cautiously, forgetting her attire.
"Hey, Sam. What are you doing here?"
"I was looking for Ryan. He's not here is he?"
Sarah was quite confused. Everyone knew that Ryan was away for the week. He had only been talking about his trip to Florida for months. "He's in Florida."
Sam looked nervous standing in the doorway. "Can I come in?" Sarah didn't respond. She was still confused as to why Sam would stop by even if he knew Ryan wasn't home. Sarah hesitated. She was eighteen and had no problems with being alone in her brother's house, but she didn't know what her brother would think. "Sure." Her curiosity won her over. "I was just about to eat the chocolate covered strawberries I made, want one?"
Sam smiled. "No thanks." By that time, Sarah had led Sam to the kitchen table and sat down. Sam watched as she picked up a strawberry and bit into it. They laughed as the juice dripped down her chin. Sarah continued to eat strawberries because she didn't know what to say. "So, Sarah, how has your summer been?"
"Good, yours?"
"Fine." Neither knew what to say, so Sam picked up a strawberry.
"Change your mind?" Sarah chuckled.
"No." Sam slid his char over to be closer to Sarah. He let her bite the strawberry he held. She looked almost hesitant to take a second bite, but Sam coaxed her into it. Her lips grazed his fingers and sent a shiver down Sarah's spine. Juice dripped down her chin. Sam wiped it away with a finger and caught her chin in his hand.
Without saying a word, Sam leaned in and kissed her. It was as though someone had poured hot lava into her veins, but she broke away abruptly. "What are you doing?"
"I was kissing you," he replied.
"Why?" Sam didn't look directly at Sarah, he had been bold and brazen before, but now he wouldn't even look at her.
"Can we just back up to the kissing part? I'm better at that," he said finally.
"No!" Sarah was getting angry and boy did she look cute when she got mad.
The two sat in an awkward silence. Sarah stared at her hands and Sam stared at Sarah. He gently put a hand on her arm. "I'm sorry," he said quietly. But even as he was apologizing, Sam was already formulating a new plan. He would have Sarah tonight if it killed him!
He picked her up and carried her easily out of the kitchen. Immediately she knew where he was taking her and she wouldn't give up without a fight. She kicked and screamed all the way down the stairs into the basement. Sarah knew what was down there, but had never cared to go down after she saw it the first time. The stone walls gave the room the feel of a dungeon and the decorations added to the effect. There were various whips and belts hanging from hooks on the wall. Handcuffs hung neatly beside them. Gags and blindfolds had their own special place on a shelf nearby. And there were drawers full of other sex toys. A huge four-poster bed sat in the middle of the room. Restraints were permanently attached to each post.
As inexperienced as she was, Sarah had no clue what half the stuff would be used for! Sarah was scared out of her mind. She wanted Sam to put her down and leave her alone, but she knew he wouldn't. "Put me down!" Sarah said bitingly.
"Okay." Sam dropped her in a heap on the bed. Sarah wasn't expecting that at all.
