My alarm went off at five. As I had requested, Kari, Sydney and Bethwere already awake, and alert. They had brought me breakfast in bed,complete with a single red rose and a cup of hot coffee. I felt like aqueen!

I decided not to `play' the night before because I had such an earlymorning today. By quarter of six, I was showered, dressed and headedout the door. Beth offered to drive me, but I decided against it, Iwanted everything to be a surprise. When I arrived, I saw severalworkmen walking around the outside of the house. I asked each who theywere with. It seemed that one of the contractors had not yet arrived.I gave the other two foremen the plans for their rooms and took theminside and up to their work area. The contractor who was late was alsodoing the work on my room as well. Both men agreed that what we wantedcould be easily done. They set to work immediately. With in the nextfew days, furniture and all sorts of equipment would be arriving. Theysuggested that I find another place to be for a while. I agreed, mostof what they were installing was equipment they had built and designed,so I left it to them to do it best. I told them I'd check back earlyevening to answer questions or clarify what I wanted. They agreed.

I went down to the kitched and brewed some coffee. After I had anothercup, the last group of workers arrived. I set them to work, and thenheaded back to the dorms.

When I arrived, all three girls were full of questions. Were theygetting what they wanted? Would the rooms be done soon? What was beingdone? I wouldn't answer any of them.

Instead, I gave them a peculiar request. I asked them to take theirmeasurements. I told them I needed to know their waist size, to the1/32 of an inch, as well as the size of the tops of their thighs, andthe length from their hips to the top of their thighs over their butts.They wanted to know why, but I all I told them was that they had an hourto get them to me. I gave them a tape measure and told them to getbusy.

A half hour or so later they returned. All of their measurements werewritten down. I dismissed them, and told them to return in another halfhour. I called a nearby shop which specializes in bondage and fetishequipment and costumes. Actually, it wasn't too local, it was a fourhour drive. For where we lived, however, that seemed close enough.

I ordered three very expensive, custom made pieces for them. They wouldbe ready for a "fitting" at 9:00 this evening. When Beth, Sydney andKari returned, I told them we were taking a road trip. We'd be backafter midnight, so they should make sure that they had cleared theirschedule for the evening. They all agreed.

The plan was to leave at noon. I had some diversions planned for ourdrive to Virginia. I packed a bag up with several things I thought thatI would need, and told them to bring any toys or gear they wanted touse. I also instructed each of them to dress in very specific ways.

Kari was to wear something that would betray the fact that she enjoyedbondage. Sydney was to dress as slutty as she possibly could. Beth wasto dress up to look as prim and proper as she possibly could, but shestill had to try her very hardest to look sexy. It was just after 9:00 a.m.I told them we were leaving at noon and that I'd pick all three of themup in front of the dorm at noon. They should wait for me in plain sight.

They all seemed very excited by the idea. I let Beth off the easiest,because I knew for everything she had told me she was the most shy abouther interests. I also knew I'd work to change that. I went aboutdressing casually, a denim miniskirt and a large red cotton blouse.I cinched a wide black leather belt around my waist, showing off myfigure. I put on some makeup and a pair of nylons with garters (theyall went wild for women in garters!). Finally, I wore a pair of shinyblack patent leather pumps.

I left to pick them up at quarter of. When I pulled up, Sydney wasalready out front waiting. Shortly thereafter, Beth and Kari joinedher. I waited for another half hour, watching as people passed by,trying hard not to notice the mixed matched threesome. Their outfitsmade for many explanations, a slew of pick-up attempts and, actually,.two marriage proposals. I enjoyed watching them squirm as people walkedby eyeing them, making comments, and occassionally hitting on them.

As instructed, each had dressed accordingly. Beth was the mostrespectable looking. She wore a biege skirt and blazer, with a sheer,white silk blouse. It was evident that she didn't have a bra on, andher blouse was unbuttoned obscenely low, showing off the insides of herbreasts. She had her hair up in a bun, but was made up to look verysexy. Her lipstick emphasized her large pouty lips, and her eyes lookedwider than normal, almost innocent. She wore very high heels andstockings.

Kari was a sight to look at! She was dressed in a very short blackleather miniskirt, which showed the top of her stockings where hergarters attached. Her makeup too was heavy, making her look a bitdarker than normal, cat-like eyeliner, full lashes and dark lipstick androuge. She wore a black latex halter top, which squeezed and reducedher bust considerably, giving her wonderful, sexy cleavage at the top.Around each wrist was a padlocked leather cuff. She wore locked cuffson her ankles, just above her 4" heels, which were also locked on.Finally, she wore a wide leather collar around her neck, which had asmall ring of keys dangling from it. Anyone could have figured, indeed,that she enjoyed bondage.

Finally, Sydney was dressed in the sleaziest, trashiest garb that I'dever seen! She had so much makeup I barely recognized her. She wore ablue sequin halter top, and a very, very short red miniskirt. The topsof her garters showed, where they attached to her black silk stockings.She wore 4" or 5" bright red pumps. She had a whispy blue scarf tiedaround her neck, and, when I got close enough to see, she had a smallbeauty mark painted on her just to the right above her lip. She alsocarried a small red purse, which dangled from her shoulder. She reallylooked the part, complete with a wad of gum in her mouth that couldchoke a horse. If we had been on 42nd street, she could have made afortune.

When I finally drove up, a little after 20 past, they anxiously climbedin. When Sydney climbed up front, I looked at her faking extreme angerand demanded she climb in back with the other sluts. I saw Beth andKari in the back nod with a sense of approval.

I began driving. After we had left campus, I asked if they had anyunderwear on. No one was wearing a bra, but Beth and Sydney each hadworn panties. I made them remove them immediately as we drove. Bethand Sydney each removed their panties and asked me what they were to dowith them. I pondered a bit and told them to just hold them for now.I'd tell them what to do with them soon enough.

We drove for an hour or so, and not a word was spoken. I could feel thetension mounting as we rolled down the highway. I felt a real charge asthe silence continued. Four of us in the car, and only I knew what wasabout to happen.

The Jeep's fuel guage was almost on empty as we pulled off onto an exit.We drove about 4 or 5 miles to the first gas station. It was an olderplace, not like the new stations and convenince stores just of thehighways. As we pulled up to the pump someone came out. The stationwas full service only. As the attendant approached, I told Sydney andBeth to get out of the car. I had no intention of paying for the gas.In fact, I wanted them to persuade the attendant to take their pantiesin exchange for a tank of gas. They didn't think they could do it. Itold them they didn't have a choice. After a bit of convincing, and afew threats, Kari and Sydney climbed out and approached the man pumpingwho was going to pump the gas. Kari and Sydney looked like total sluts.I watched as they rubbed up against him, and rubbed his shoulders andwhispered in his ear.

Finally, it seemed that they convinced him. Sydney gave him a long, wetkiss and the two headed back to the truck. When they got back in, theystarted talking about how weird the whole experience was.

I quickly shot back at them. Telling them that they had no businesstalking. They were to keep their mouths shut, unless I told them it waso.k. to speak. I gave them a firm warning, not to do it again.

All the magazines and catalogs that I had been reading, all the fantasystories, were becoming incorporated into my thoughts, words, andactions. I felt like I was living in the middle of a S&M story.Everything was going perfectly, and I was taking to this like a fish inwater. They sensed it too. That feeling pervaded the truck as theattendant finished pumping the gas, and motioned me to pull out. I knowI felt it, and suspect they did too. The feeling I got from them was amixture of sheer terror, and overwhelming excitment. They had foundwhat they always wanted, but now that they had it, they werequestioning, however briefly, if they really wanted it or not.

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