I Know Who You Did Last Summer Ch 05

I rolled over and yawned as I stretched out in my bed. I couldn't get Club Cuffs out of my mind as I continued to replay the events of my test over and over. I jumped out of bed and turned my computer on. I picked up the big envelope that Kate gave me last night and opened it. I pulled several sheets of papers out and began to read. They were mostly rules of the club with several disclaimers. One page however caught my particular interest.

I read down the page carefully. "Sign up sheets for the 'stage shows' and the 'main event' are first come first serve."

Obviously I knew what the stage shows were but I had no idea what the 'main event' was. As I laid there gazing at the paper, Kate wandered back into my mind. I couldn't believe how much control she had over me last night. Last night I was her own personal sex toy and I had to admit that I loved it. Actually, I hated being tied up as I like to be the dominant person but it gave me a complete and clear understanding why Mrs. Graph loves it and needs it. I now know why my teacher needs a disciplined lifestyle.

I continued to replay in my mind how Kate seduced me and completely controlled me. My god she did everything and anything she wanted to me as long as it gave her sexual pleasure. She did things to me last night that I only fantasized about. Her style and her touch were amazing. I knew one thing for sure, she had power. She has complete power and control.

I set the papers down and went online. I checked my e mail and sure enough there was a message from Mrs. Graph. I clicked on it, opened it and began to read.

"I don't know what to do anymore. I have asked you to stop but you wont. I asked you for my ring back but you wont give it back to me. I ask you to leave me alone but you keep coming back to me. Why? I almost ruined my life last night as my husband nearly woke up and caught me. Why are you controlling me like this? Why am I letting you do this to me? These questions I have no answer to. I do know that this little sick game of yours has to stop and stop now before one of us or both of us gets hurt. Please return my ring back to me."

I sat there with a big evil grin on my face as I clicked on the reply icon. I thought for a moment before I began to type.

"Dear Mrs. Graph, Hello! You ask many questions of your Master. You say that you ask me to stop but I won't. Did you ever think that maybe the answer lies within you? Somewhere deep down in your heart I believe that you don't want me to stop. You say that I won't give you your ring back. That is not true Mrs. Graph. You will get your ring back as soon as you are worthy to wear it again. As soon as you understand what your Master is all about and how much you need him. You ask your Master why he continued to come back to you. That answer is simple Mrs. Graph. Because your Master knows how much you need his guidance. You even ask your Master why he is controlling you like this? Well Mrs. Graph, I have an answer to your question. Today your Master wants you to do some soul searching. Take a walk in the park or a nice hot bubble bath and think about why you let me control you. Tonight, e mail your Master and open your mind, heart, and soul and tell him your answer. I will look forward to the answer of your own question." Signed, Master.

I logged off of my computer and went through my usual morning routine. It was still early so I decided to go see if Trista was working today at the coffee shop. I hopped on my bike and rode to the coffee shop and parked my bike a couple of store fronts down. I casually walked toward the coffee shop and pulled the door open. I walked inside and immediately saw Trista. I went and sat at the same table in front of the window and waited for her. I watched her walking around as she made her rounds at her tables. Finally she made it to my table.

"Well hello again," Trista said as she set a coffee cup down in front of me.

That comment made me feel wonderful as it meant that she remembered me from yesterday.

"Hello Trista," I said as she poured my cup full to the rim.

"Can I get you anything else?" she asked as she looked into my eyes.

"Nah, I'm all right" I said as I poured a little cream into my coffee, only to be disappointed when she turned around and went to serve another table.

I just sat there as I watched her move gracefully about the dining room. She looked so cute in those jeans and white tee shirt under her green apron.

"God this girl is gorgeous," I said to myself as I continued to drink my coffee.

I was about two thirds done with my cup when she returned to fill it. She sat down on the other side of the table as she poured my coffee.

"Grab a seat for a while, it isn't too busy," I said as I smiled at her.

She looked around before setting the coffee pot on the table.

"Thanks," she said as she pushed her hair back over her ears.

"You know my name, so what is yours?" she asked.

"I'm Justin," I said as I held out my hand to shake hers.

She slid her soft fingers along my palm until our hands came together in a firm handshake.

"Nice to meet you Justin," Trista said as we shook hands.

"Are you still in school?" I asked as I took a sip of coffee.

"Oh no, I graduated this spring," she said as she looked over at the other customers to see if they needed anything.

"What school did you go to?" I asked as I knew for certain that she didn't go to my school.

"I went to "The Valley Christian Academy" Trista said," as she seemed proud of her high school.

"Where did you go?" she asked.

"I went to Norbert High," I said as I again sipped my coffee.

"How did you like it there?" I asked as I looked deeply into her beautiful green eyes.

"It was all right, you know my father is the minister there, so it was kind of boring."

"Your dad is a minister?" I asked with a somewhat shocked look on my face.

"Yeah, he has been his whole life," she said as she looked to see if any of her customers needed anything.

Just then I blurted out "Would you like to go out to dinner?"

Trista looked at me with a blushing face.

"Well, how about we meet here tonight and we can talk some more?" Trista said as she slid out of the bench and stood up.

"I would love to," I said as I stood up and tossed a five dollar bill onto the table.

"Seven O.K.?" Trista asked as she seemed in a hurry to go to one of her other tables.

"Sounds great," I said as I stood up and walked towards the door.

"Bye Justin," she said in a sweet voice as I pushed the door open.

I paused for a moment and turned and said "See ya at seven."

I looked over at the Sea Side Diner as I made my way to my bike to see if I could spot Kate. The diner looked empty as it was already past the breakfast hour. I hopped on my bike and raced for home.

"Shit!" I said to myself as I realized that I forgot to ask Trista for her phone number.

I raced up my driveway and parked my bike in the garage before I went into the house. I went to my room and pulled out the package that I was going to send to Mrs. Graph. I made sure that everything was packaged perfectly before placing the big box back in my closet. I had a plan, now I needed to execute it.

I grew bored so I decided to go over to Brad's house. I went back to the garage and got on my bike. I pedaled down the street and in no time at all I pulled up Brad's driveway. I became excited when I saw his mother's car parked in the garage. I jumped off of my bike and knocked at the front door and in a flash Brad answered the door.

"Hey Justin come on in," Brad said as we walked into the den.

I sat down and focused on the television as Brad was watching video's again. We began to make small talk while we watched television. I nearly choked when I looked out the sliding glass door. There was his mom, laying flat on her stomach sun tanning in a tiny bikini. Her top was undone as she laid flat on her stomach so she wouldn't get any tanning lines. I tried to refocus on the television but his mother was a definite distraction.

"God if I could just go out there and fuck her brains out," I thought to myself as I continued to glance out the window at Stephani.

I realized that I had an erection growing in my pants as she looked so sexy laying on a large beach towel. Brad got up and excused himself to go to the rest room as there was a boring video on the television. I noticed on shelf next to my chair was an old antique pair of binoculars. Quickly I picked them up and looked through them, focusing on his mother. I focused her in clearly and instantly looked up between her legs.

"Sweet Jesus," I said softly as I could see stray strands of hair sticking out past the elastic band around her leg near her crotch.

I could make out her mound as her bikini bottoms were quite tight. Looking up her torso I examined the sides of her breasts as they were smashed underneath her against the wooden deck. I heard the toilet flush so I quickly replaced the binoculars where I got them from.

Brad returned and I had a serious erection in my pants. Glancing out the window again I noticed his mom reaching behind her and hooking her top. Two seconds later she stood up and came into the den.

"Hi Brad," Stephani said as she sat down in her bikini on the love seat across from me.

"Hi," I said as I watched her sit down before swinging her sexy legs up over the edge of the love seat.

I couldn't help but to stare at her gorgeous feet. Ever since last night when Kate made me suck her toes it seems like I now have a foot fetish. Oh how badly I wanted to go kneel at the edge of the love seat and kiss and nibble her sexy toes. I had to pry my eyes away from her and as I went to look at the television her breasts caught my attention. I swear I swallowed loud enough to wake the dead as I saw how hard her nipples were.

"My God," I thought to myself as I wondered how long they would be without her top on.

I have never seen nipples so big before in my life. It was a miracle my cock didn't break through my zipper as I was now rock solid.

Suddenly Stephani jumped up off of the couch.

"I better get dinner going before your dad gets home," she said as she walked past me and into the kitchen.

My eyes were glued to her ass as one side of her bottoms was pulled into her ass crack, exposing over one half of a cheek.

As she walked gracefully into the kitchen I almost choked when I saw her finger slide under the bikini bottom to pull the material out of her crack.

Brad and I watched television for a while and I realized that it was getting late.

"I better get going," I said as I stood up.

I wanted to tell him about Trista but I didn't want him snooping around the coffee shop trying to work an angle so I decided to keep to myself and tell him some other time. We said our good byes and I rode toward home. Along the way I couldn't help but to think about Trista.

"My God, her dad is a minister," I said to myself. Here I am a member of Club Cuffs and I'm on the verge of going out with a minister's daughter.

I left my bike on the side of the garage and went inside. Looking at the clock I realized that my parents were going to be home soon. I decided that I was going to go see Trista in a couple of hours and then go to Club Cuffs to hang out for a while.

I went to go take a quick shower before heading back to my room. I logged on to my computer and checked my e mail as I let my hair dry. To my dismay there was no mail from my teacher. I signed off and put on some casual clothes. I went down to the kitchen just as my parents came in the door.

I didn't realize that my mom had a crock pot running all day and dinner was ready in no time. We ate and chatted about our day before cleaning up the mess. It was now six thirty and I knew that I needed to get to the coffee shop as I didn't want to be late. My parents went into the living room to watch television and I slipped out the side door. I hopped on to my bike and slowly rode down to the coffee shop. I parked my bike a couple of stores away as I didn't want Trista to see me on a bike. I walked up the door and pulled it open before walking in.

"Hi Justin," Trista said as she took my hand and led me to a table in the corner.

We sat down and began to converse about everything. She told me all kinds of stuff about her childhood and I shared the same stories about me. She got up and got us both a cup of coffee and then sat down again, only this time leaning over the table slightly closer. There was something special about this girl and I just couldn't figure out what it was. We giggled and laughed as we continued to learn more and more about each other.

Before I knew it, it was already nine fifteen.

"I better get home before my dad has a fit" Trista said.

"You still have a curfew?" I asked.

"Yeah, daddy is over protective of me," Trista said as she smiled and squinted her eyes at me.

"He's afraid I am going to be led down the wrong path one day," she said as she stood up and picked up her purse.

"Hey, can I get your number?" I asked.

Trista sat back down and opened her purse, pulling a small day planner out. She opened it and scribbled her name and number on a piece of paper and tore it out and handed it to me.

"What's yours?" she asked as she held her pen waiting for me to speak?

I gave her my number and she scribbled it in her planner.

"I really have to go Justin before I get punished for staying out too late."

Together we walked out the door and she hopped into her dark blue Camaro and sped off.

I waited for her to turn around the corner before making my way down the alley which led to the entrance of Club Cuffs. As I made my way down the alley, I realized that I forgot my ID card at home. I did an about face and walked back to where my bike was. I unlocked it and rode home. The lights were still on in the house so I knew my mom and dad were still awake. I walked in and made my way past the living room. My mom and dad were both sound asleep on the sofa so I quietly went up to my room. I found the envelope that I had hidden and reached inside for my Club Cuffs ID card.

I stashed the envelope and sat down at my computer. I logged onto the web site to access my e mail to see if Mrs. Graph found her answer yet. I clicked on my in box and there were no messages. I logged off and went back down stairs. I silently walked past my parents and into the garage before vanishing into the darkness.

I began riding my bike back to the club. I wondered what it was going to be like in there tonight. As I made my way back, I wondered if Mrs. Graph would go along with my plan. I turned the corner and cut down the alley behind the Sea Side Diner. I stashed my bike against a fence and proceeded to walk towards the dimly lit door. As I approached the door I couldn't tell that there was anything going on inside. The alley was dark and lined with cars and there wasn't another soul in sight. The light shining down cast a yellowish glow on the half rusted door. I inserted my ID card and buzzed myself in. I reached out for the cold metal handle and pulled the door open.

There was a dimly lit area before another door. I walked toward the second door and knocked. Instantly the door opened and I was greeted by a huge guy who was as big as an ox. I handed him my ID card and he looked at it, glancing at me occasionally as if I was trying to pull a fast one. Finally after some time he handed me my card back and held out his hand.

"Welcome, I'm Ted," he said as he held out his hand.

I shook his big burly hand as I said "I'm Justin."

"Right down those stairs," Ted said as he pointed to the entrance of another spiral staircase.

The corridor leading to the spiral staircase was cold and dimly lit with candles. The carpeting was soft and hard to tell if it was clean as the lighting was so poor. I made it to the staircase and immediately heard the action down stairs. I began to descend the spiral staircase and my heart beat began to increase. The unmistakable sounds of a woman getting fucked hard were growing louder.

As I reached the base of the stairs there was a small landing area and a set of double doors. I pushed the door open and before I knew it I was inside Club Cuffs. The music was erotic and the sounds of people fucking were evident. I stood still and looked around the whole club. There was a pretty good size crowd and nearly every table had people around them. I slowly made my way toward the tables, noticing that nearly everyone was naked or in some state of undress. I saw the bar tender standing behind the bar was topless too. I noticed that she didn't have a lack of company as almost everyone sitting around the bar were guys.

I continued to walk in the direction of the staircase that led to Kate's office. There was a table available close to the stage so I made my way toward it. It was difficult walking as there were a set of chains and cuffs hanging down over every table. I walked past this one couple and I couldn't help but to watch them. The guy had his partner shackled by her wrists to the floor and her ankles were cuffed up over the table. The guy was sitting and eating her pussy while he watched the show.

I managed to turn my attention back to the stage and watched an incredible show. There were two guys and one lady on stage. The red head was sitting on a small stool and her wrists were cuffed up over her head. She was nearly on her back as her ankles were shackled to the ground and only a small cushioned support held her back up. The one guy was kneeling with his cock in her mouth while the other guy was standing up and fucking her pussy like a mad man. Her feet continued to flip flop until her one stiletto's fell off. I was so turned on I couldn't stand it any more. I had an erection in my pants that was ready to break my zipper.

Something caught my eye as I looked to my right. There was a young girl walking in my direction wearing a short black mini dress and heels. The thin spaghetti straps on her shoulders barely kept her top up. Her breasts were smaller than most of the other women but her hard nipples were evident. She walked past my table, glancing at me and smiling as she walked on past. Her short brown hair was pulled back into two pony tails like those of a school girl. I watched her walk all the way to the bar admiring her shapely body until she sat down with the guys at the bar.

I returned my attention to the couple next to me and saw that they were finished and were just sitting there completely nude. I knew they weren't finished yet as his cock was still rock hard. looking back at the stage I watched these two men fuck the living shit out of this completely helpless lady as she remained totally shackled. I reached down and adjusted my cock as I grew more and more uncomfortable.

"Having a little problem there," the stunning brunette said.

I smiled as I realized that it was the same woman who just walked past moments earlier.

"Don't be so shy," she said as she pulled her stool over next to me.

She sat down and crossed her legs, bouncing her sexy foot as she sat there.

"I saw your show with Kate last night," she said as she took a sip of her drink.

"How bad was it?" I asked as I had a hard time keeping my eyes above her breasts.

"I loved it," she said as she sat there bouncing her foot up and down.

Holding out her hand she said "Since your not going to ask I guess I better."

"I'm Mandi," she said as she slipped her soft sexy and well manicured hand into mine.