CONTROLLING SARAH - DOMINATED OR DOMINATING

 

By K.C. Douglas

 

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Author's Note: This is book 4 of my Controlling Sarah series and please check the previous three books, 'In the Beginning/The Blackmail Continues', 'A Twist Fate', and 'Summer Vacation' to read about how Sarah fell into the clever blackmail trap. All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

 

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Julie was the consummate schemer and she planned for an entire week of seduction, humiliation and intimidation. It was already Tuesday and both the Jensen's and Unger's had to admit Monday had been the most fantastic day of vacation for all of them.

 

Mrs. Unger walked into the small, cozy kitchen and immediately blushed profusely because her mind swirled back four or five hours to what sounded like a heated lovemaking-session. She recalled the lewd sounds coming from the bedroom shared by her innocent daughter and the mature woman who she actually admired. When the supposed sexual episode came back to her, Mrs. U's face turned a brilliant red.

 

"Mother, what's wrong. You're blushing... is something wrong?" Julie asked her confused mother who had just entered the kitchen.

 

"No, ah, well," Mrs. Unger replied, as she was too embarrassed to say more. The blushing mother quickly turned and rushed out of the kitchen and back to her bedroom.

 

The two girls were stunned. Julie glanced across the room at Sarah and she had a frown on her face to indicate she didn't know what was wrong with her mother. "Not sure why mom was blushing... maybe she heard you last night... moaning and begging me for more," Julie whispered and laughed at the attempted humor.

 

"Yeah, she looked embarrassed... like something was wrong," Sarah replied and waved her hand towards the departed woman.

 

"Ah, you can do me the biggest favor. Mother never listens to me and it will be better if you talk to her," Julie said and stared at her newly found girlfriend. "Tell her nothing happened last night and that she is just imaging things."

 

"Yeah, yes, it might be good if I talked to her," Sarah replied.

 

"I know... I made a lot of noise last night, but I loved everything you did. Hopefully we didn't keep mother awake... or Jimmy," Julie said.

 

"Yes, I remember a couple of times... wondered if we made too much noise," Sarah replied, as she recalled the mad session of lesbian lust.

 

"You'll have plenty of time. I've arranged to meet Mrs. Jensen at 9... in ten minutes," Julie stated, as she glanced at her watch. "We're taking April to the beach and let her play for the rest of the morning. I'll be gone until at least noon so you have lots of time to talk to mom."

 

Sarah wasn't happy about the sudden arrangements, but she willingly agreed with the teenager because it bothered her that someone seemed upset. "For sure, I'll talk to your mom... make sure things are okay," she said and turned towards the Unger's bedroom. "You go to the beach and I'll meet you there later."

 

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The daughter departed for the Jensen's and Sarah reluctantly headed for Mrs. Unger's bedroom. She stood outside the bedroom door with her hand raised, as if knocking on the door, and seemed too scared to knock. One second, two and then three passed and then she found the courage.

 

Sarah knocked very softly so as not to frighten the mother. "Ah, Mrs. Unger, it's Sarah. Can I come in?" she asked and her heart pounded with great uncertainty.

 

Mrs. Unger was sitting on the bed and she quickly stood up. She stared intently at the closed door and seemed too afraid to move. Oh my, she thought, it's the dominating woman who took advantage of Julie. Yes, I have to talk to her... tell her to leave Julie alone.

 

The devoted mother recalled her vow to set things straight with the young woman. Mrs. U. never imagined her innocent daughter would do anything wrong and blamed the supposed sexual encounter on Sarah. "Yes," she whispered, "I have to tell Sarah to leave Julie alone, or else."

 

Her legs barely held her up, as she shuffled across the room. When her hand reached for the doorknob, Mrs. U. was amazed that her fingers were literally shaking. She slowly opened the door and immediately lost all the courage that had built up since the assumed sexual episode.

 

"Ah, aaaahhhh, Sarah, please come in... yes, come in, my dear," she whispered and waved her hand towards the inside of the room. "I actually wanted to talk to you... have a serious talk with you."

 

Sarah walked past the overly attractive mother and stopped directly in front of the big bed. When she turned around, Mrs. Unger was already walking towards her. "I... Julie wanted me to talk to you. She noticed you seemed upset... seemed angry with her," she said and watched the sexy woman stop about two feet in front of her.

 

"Yes, I was upset... a little upset," Mrs. U. replied, as she tried to stare down the young woman. "Actually... I was upset with you."

 

"Julie thought we should talk," Sarah said, as she felt tremendous courage building inside.

 

Mrs. Unger stared straight into the loving eyes and almost lost the strength to talk. "I... no... no, I wasn't overly mad or upset," she whispered. "I... I... well, I heard... heard you and..."

 

Sarah noticed the redness start at the woman's neck and swiftly surge up to cover her entire face. Yes, she assumed, Mrs. U. probably heard Julie's loud cries of ecstasy last night and thinks it was me. Suddenly the inspiration hit. "You heard? What did you hear?" she asked and gave the woman a knowing smile, daring her to speak.

 

The young woman appeared too confident and that scared her. Mrs. U. tried to return Sarah's stare, but she had to shift her eyes downwards at the floor when she spoke. "You... I heard you taking advantage of Julie... making her do things. It sounded like you controlled her... made her obey orders," Mrs. U. whispered.

 

"Hum, you were listening?"

 

"Yes, well... it was loud... lots of noise... sounded like you were taking advantage of Julie."

 

Sarah noticed the woman's fear and it gave her even more courage. "Mrs. Unger, maybe you don't know your daughter that well," she said and loved how the woman had to look down at the floor. "I'm her slave... I'm Julie's sex-slave!"

 

She was too shocked to reply. Mrs. Unger stood in front of the tall, sexy woman and tilted her head upwards, trying to look into Sarah's eyes. When the strong hands grabbed her shoulders, she didn't resist, as she was promptly pulled straight forward and towards the bed.

 

Mrs. U. was turned around and pushed up against the bed. The back of her legs hit the side of the bed and she almost collapsed. It took every ounce of willpower to respond. "Slave? Ah, you're Julie's slave? But how... how?" she asked and her entire body shuddered. "Slave? Slave?"

 

Sarah watched the worried expression cross the beautiful face. "Yes, Julie is my Mistress. What do you think happened?" she asked.

 

"Well, I heard noises... lots of moans and groans that sounded sexual. I thought you were forcing Julie... making her do things... making her obey your demands," she whispered and glanced down at the floor again.

 

The game grew intense. Sarah stared at the heaving chest and got hit by brilliant inspiration. She reached out and put her shaking fingers on the front of the woman's stretchy tank-top.

 

"Have you ever been a sex-slave?"

 

"Aaahhh, no, no."

 

The scene was electric for both. The fingers tightened on the stretchy fabric and Mrs. U. knew her top was going to be stripped. Her arms came up and she made a frantic grab for the hands, as they swiftly ripped the garment up and over her head.