Chapter 3

Before we had walked out of the theater Mr. right was nice enough to pull my pants up for me so that I wouldn’t be mooning everyone who was around. As we exited the theater I saw Brandon over at the counter. He had a questioning look on his face which I responded to with a smile that came from the mix of embarrassment and thrill I was feeling. Both of the boys smiled and waved at him so I figured they must have talked to him about what was going on.

I followed Mr. right as he led us to a different theater and walked in. Again I was surprised at what was going on but that was probably all part of this dare. As long as Brandon was smiling about it I knew this must be part of Jason’s plan. Since the guys seemed to know Brandon I figured word must have gotten back to Jason that I wasn’t scared or about to back out of the dare anytime soon. I assumed Jason wanted me to stay longer and was having these guys move me to the next theater playing homosexual movies.

The guys walked me in and had me sit in the middle of the theater. Yet again I was over come with surprise as they locked my legs to the chairs. This time was different than before in that my legs were locked to the row in front of me. Since the chairs were alternately spaced, so directly in front of me was the armrest between two seats, they locked my legs to either side of the two seats in front of me. So my legs were now spread apart the full width of two seats.

My worry level was rising at almost as fast a pace as my arousal. I now found myself locked in a much more exposed position and it wasn’t too likely I was going to be able to hide my predicament to people coming in. It was a little unnerving to be so completely exposed but I reassured myself that this must be part of Jason’s grand plan.

I watched as Mr. left walked to the front of the theater with the key then return while Mr. right was replacing the batteries in the controller. I would have rather had the harness removed and had sex with Jason right now but new batteries for the vibe was a decent alternative if they would just turn the setting up. Mr. left retied the bag around my neck once he had returned.

“We wanted you to get the opportunity to experience your adventure to the maximum amount even though things didn’t go as originally planned. It seemed like such a pity that you should put yourself into this position only to be disappointed because of a few over sights on planning. We’re sure, for what you had planned anyways, you will find this position to be much better than what you had before,” Mr. left said as he placed a box on each of my arm rests.

“We were really surprised at your selection before. Safety and comfort, well maybe for you a lack of comfort is better, but safety is extremely important especially in a situation like this. I’m sure you will find our replacements much more suiting for what you had in mind,” Mr. right said.

I had no idea what he was referring to. Did he mean the first movie I chose was a bad selection and how my legs were before was going to be uncomfortable? I couldn’t figure out why they needed to change things for what he thought I had in mind. I watched as they turned and walked to the door. Mr. left exited followed my Mr. right. But before Mr. right exited he left me with a final thought.

“Honey, for you to do this, I know in your mind this must give you a lot of pleasure but it is really dangerous. I sure hope this all works out ok for you. This movie should be much more suiting for what you are interested in. I’m confidant you will have much better luck soon. I’m betting in no time at all you will find yourself having lots of fun as you should be getting loads and loads of good times,” He said it with winks and emphasis.

I watched the door shut as I was left alone in a dark theater trying to figure out what they were talking about. If Jason was trying to scare me it was working. Turning around to face forward I looked down at what they had left on the armrests. There were two jumbo packs of condoms. One box had flavored condoms and the other had super lubed condoms. My panic level raised a little seeing those. Anyone who saw me with those there were going to get completely the wrong idea which made it seem really dangerous. Looking down at my chest I tried to make out what was in the baggy tied around my neck and what the note attached to it said.

Brandon watched as the two guys left the store. He couldn’t get the image out of his mind of Robin with inflated condoms in her hair, hands cuffed behind her back and smiling as she walked down the hallway. Picking up his cell he sent a text message to Jason.

‘Looks like yuz gonna lose bro. Turns out she was hoping for something better. I’d be worrin about what that kinky girl will make you do.’

Jason was next door sipping on a coffee and worrying that he had pushed Robin too far. He had been anxiously awaiting Brandon to update him on Robin’s condition so it came as a great relief to get the text message. When Jason read the message he was shocked. He was worried that he had pushed her too far but instead it sounded like she was no where near hitting her limits. Jason double checked that the tracker was working right. It still showed as active and unmoving so he knew Robin could get out of her situation at any time. He now found himself hoping that if he left her there long enough she would eventually push the button and call him to her. Hopefully she couldn’t last there all night.

In the plastic baggy I could see the remaining condoms Jason had put in along with lots of extra batteries. There were enough batteries there to keep the vibrator running all night. In addition to the note that said “please play with me and set me free” was a second note. The hand writing was extremely close to the first note but I was having a little trouble reading it at first because of the dim lighting. When my eyes finally adjusted I was able to read the note which said the following:

Hi,

This is my second time trying this today. The first time I ended up in a theater where no one was interested in me. I found out my style of films were playing in here so I moved over hoping people in these movies would be more interested in me. When I started out today I was really excited but so far I’ve only been really disappointed with what’s happened. I even left the handcuff keys in the front row so that no matter what I couldn’t chicken out but so far I’ve only been bored. I know I locked away my pussy but please don’t be too disappointed; I didn’t want you getting me pregnant. I did leave everything else very available to make up for it. If you really want to drive me wild and tease my locked love hole then play with the vibe that’s locked deep in my wet pussy. I didn’t know when someone would set me free so I tried to provide enough supplies for the whole night, I hope it’s enough. The clerk behind the counter said he would unlock me if I was still here when he closed so please don’t let me sit here bored for that long.

Sincerely,

A really horny girl

I couldn’t believe Jason would go this far with a dare. I was starting to realize that those guys had no idea what was going on. They actually thought I had done all this on my own, that I had actually come here and locked myself to the seats hoping to get attention from people. A brief moment of shock washed over as I realized what they were talking about when they said they understood why I picked the homosexual movie. With a harness that left my butt open and a guy on guy movie they thought I was looking for people into anal sex. They must have thought I was taking a minor risk having my ass available but still playing things safe since chances were these movies would only attract gay guys with no interest in a girl’s ass.

The more I thought about how exposed I was, what the notes said and how hard it was going to be to get someone to release me the more scared I got. To make matters even worse I found the more scared I got about things the more potent the effect of the vibrator became. Emotionally I was completely worked up and the vibrations in my vagina were driving me insane. They were buzzing way too slow to get me off but the added emotional load of my situation was making them extremely potent.

Sitting in the dark all I could do was think about my situation and trying to ignore the damn vibrator. I knew I needed to come up with something to say to who ever came in here. I was really hoping it would be another pair of gay guys who would be interested in each other and not me. It seemed like I was sitting in the dark for an eternity before the movie started.

Yet again today I was over come with anxiety. The title of the movie was “Campus orgy party”. Oh god, the guys didn’t move me to the next theater playing a homosexual movie, they moved me to a movie about group sex. This is what they meant when they said I would have better luck here for what I was interested in. This wasn’t a movie for gay guys but for people who were straight of bi.

Oh god no, when they said they were surprised with my selection, how safety and comfort were important, how their selections would suit what I had in mind better, they weren’t talking about the movies but the condoms. Unlike Jason’s condoms (four of which were still blown up and tied in my braided hair) which were cheapo non-lubricated rubbers meant as props not for sex, these condoms they had bought were meant to be used for sex. Oh shit, that means these super lubed condoms are meant for anal sex which they somehow thought I wanted to be getting. In no way did I want to experience anal sex. There might have been times I considered trying anal but this wasn’t how I wanted to try it for the first time let alone sixty times which are how many condoms are in the box. Giving sixty blow jobs to use up the flavored condoms was no more appealing.

I realized messages had gotten way too crossed and confused. I found myself in a position where I could get in trouble way too quickly and I knew there was no way Jason would put me in this position just to win a bet. I now know what Mr. right was saying when he said I would be getting loads and loads of good times. They must have the idea I was bound in a theater to fulfill some dark desire to fuck or get fucked by strangers. From their perception the more guys who used me the more fun I was going to have.

In their minds they were doing me a favor, by correcting the mistake of being bound in a theater with gay guys where I wouldn’t get laid, and moving me to a movie where lots of people should want to have sex with me. This is completely screwed up; I just had two strangers act as good Samaritans by trying to help me out. There good deed was moving me from a place where no one would want to have sex with me to a place where I was all but guaranteed to get used for sex by a number of strangers while I was completely powerless.

I had to get out of here before someone comes in and finds me like this. I reached into my waist band to grab the signal device but couldn’t find it. I checked the waist band on the pants as best I could with my hands still cuffed behind my back but couldn’t find the remote. Panic swept over my body as I realized it must have fallen out when my pants had sagged down. Panic took over and I desperately tugged at the cuffs. I had no way of getting Jason to come help me and with all the condoms combined with the notes hanging from around my neck no one is going to believe I didn’t do this to myself.

Fear welled up in my throat as I watched the movie begin to unfold. I was now in a very bad position locked in place in a theater playing a movie where people slept around with multiple strangers. To make matters worse the note hanging around my neck was inviting anyone to freely play with me and I had no way to signal my boyfriend I was in trouble.

The movie had been playing for maybe five minutes when I heard the door open. I was suddenly filled with dread as my mind ran wild with ideas of what was to come. After about a minute a man in a trench coat came over and sat in the seat next to me.

“Damn girl, I know everyone is trying to get there jollies off here but you really like to go to the extreme,” he said genuinely impressed and excited.

“uh-ha,” the only thing I could think to do was try to ignore him and keep watching the movie.

He picked up the notes and read them. As he read the notes he didn’t say any thing I could understand but just said stuff under his breath.

“Wow girl, your face is completely flushed. You must be getting really worked up,” he picked up the control and turned the vibe in my pussy off. “I don’t want you getting off too quickly. I guess you want people to start with these.”

He pulled out one of the condoms from the bag around my neck and opened it. He put the empty wrapper down the front of my harness making sure part of it was still sticking out. After he put the condom on he put one arm around my shoulder while he used the other to masturbate with. I tried my best to just completely ignore him but it was hard when the hand over my shoulder made its way down to my left boob. It wasn’t easy to ignore a guy who is masturbating himself while he is groping my breast. In very little time I noticed his body jerk a little and glanced over to see him filling the condom with sperm. I couldn’t help but grin as he proved himself to be a true minute man.

“I see you like that huh?” he said as he pulled the condom off.

The hand that was on my boob moved up to hold my chin while he used his other hand to hold the end of his used condom over my lips. Immediately the taste of his hot, salty cum made it past my lips.

“Blow it up so I can add it to the rest. That’s really hot that you like to keep score by keeping the used condoms and tying them in your hair. This is awesome” he told me excitedly.

I blew into the condom as fast as I could. I just wanted the disgusting thing off my lips. Once it was inflated he was tying it off on the pig tail on the right side of my head. In addition to the four unused condoms from before I now had his used, cum filled condom hanging off the side of my head. As soon as he was done tying off that condom he was pulling out the next. Again he stuffed the used wrapper down the front of my harnesses then masturbated while he played with my breasts. I decided I had to try and get free otherwise things could really start getting bad for me.

“Hey, you suppose when you’re done there, you could go down to the front and get the key for me?” I asked.

“I’m sorry if this wasn’t everything you were hoping for, I’m just not into sex in public. But here,” he said as he turned the vibe back on, “that should keep you entertained till I’m done then I’ll make sure and take care of you.”

He continued to masturbate and fondle my breasts with even more vigor. I tried to ignore him again but it was a lot harder with the added stimulation of the vibrator. All I had to do was hold out till he jerked off another load and then he would help me out. I didn’t have to wait long, maybe ten minutes, before he ejaculated. He made me blow up the condom again so that he could tie to my other pig tail. Freedom was about to be mine at last at the cost of a little embarrassment.

“I’m just going to go clean up but I swear I will be right back to take care of you,” he said as he walked out.

After hitting the bathroom the trench coat man headed up to the counter to talk to the clerk.

“Hey, you know about the girl in the theater right?” He asked wondering if the note he had read was for real.

“Yeah, you didn’t have a problem with that did you?” Brandon asked once again worried about his job.

“No, not at all. I thought see is amazing for her courage but I was just surprised you’ll let her do that in there.”

“Normally we don’t but she’s a friend so I’m letting her do it,” Brandon said.

“Wow, as long as you’re ok with all this. Let me ask you something then. She asked to be unlocked but it seemed like she wanted out mostly because she was board than anything else. You think I should go unlock her or not, I’m a little confused?” trench coat man asked.

Brandon wanted to give Jason every chance to win the bet and since he knew Jason had given her some kind of signal device that meant Robin could get freed if she really wanted to be. “No, begging for someone to let her go is part of the thrill. It just adds to her fun.”

“Oh, well in that case do you have a pen and some paper; maybe some tape too?”

Brandon gave the guy what he wanted from behind the counter and asked, “So she is actually bored in there?”

“Yeah,” he answered as he quickly wrote out several notes, “I’m really not into anything nearly as serious as what she is so I know she was looking for more than what she ended up with.”

Brandon was surprised that the change to group sex movies still wasn’t enough for Robin. He considered moving her over to theater six but decided against it thinking if she did back out she might use that as an excuse to void the bet. Instead he opted to change up the movie selection in her theater while the guy walked through the store looking for something.

When the door opened, and the guy returned, I felt a wave of relief wash over me. I was finally going to be freed of my bondage, all the humiliation and the torment of this damn vibrator. But again I felt confused when he stood between my legs and started taping small pieces of paper to the ends of each pig tail. When he started to unbutton my shirt I figured he wanted to get the last of his jollies in while I was still captive. I was seriously starting to think giving one blowjob was a cheap price to pay to get free. Once my shirt was unbuttoned he pulled the cups of my bra down so that they acted as a shelf pushing my boobs up.

With no warming up or even warning he simultaneously put a clamp on each of my nipples. I bit my lip and closed my eyes at the intensity of the pain in my nipples. Opening my eyes I saw him put more double A batteries in the bag along with attaching another note. I saw that the added sensation coming from the clamps were from the long and slender vibrator hanging off each clamp. From their size it was obvious that each vibrator had a battery in them.

“Those clamps look really good on you and ought to help keep you entertained “

He pulled out his phone which had a camera in it and started taking pictures of me. He took close up shots of the notes and the condoms then had me start posing provocatively for the camera. I swallowed my pride knowing that this guy getting pictures of me like this may very well be the ticket to my freedom. He really focused on shots with my chest pushed out and my lips in the universal shape of an available blow job.

“I think I got you all figured out now. You said you wanted to be released but I know it’s not what you really wanted. Since you could have locked yourself up at home I know this isn’t about the bondage. Since you could have locked yourself up in a park or other public place where you would be exposed, but have people around to help you out if you got in trouble, this must not be about the exhibitionism. You chose to lock yourself up here with no means to get free, in a soundproof theater that plays adult movies which specifically attracts a certain type of audience. I’m left to come to only one conclusion. Now don’t get me wrong when I say this, I think you are an amazing girl, but you’re just way to kinky for me. But once I send these pics out there should be a few people stopping by who will be on the same kink level as you. ”

He said that to me and walked out. I wanted to shout at him to let me go, that this wasn’t what I wanted, that the whole things was one big mistake but the words wouldn’t come. I was completely mortified. My mouth refused to do anything but hang open. It only took a matter of seconds before it was too late to contest the situation since he had already walked out the door. I looked down and read the new note taped to the baggy.

Once again I was disappointed, I may have asked to be let go this time but it wasn’t what I was really looking for. I’ll try this one more time. I’m not sure how much I need to be spelling this out for you; I’m purposefully locked in place without the key to get free, I specifically chose a soundproof theater that plays these kinds of movies as my location. I don’t want control, I don’t want sympathy and I’m not looking for small talk. Please play with me so I can have a little fun.

Completely yours,

A really horny, extremely kinky girl

continues in part four

10.06.06

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