Awakening Sarah Ch. 03

David was growing impatient. Another week had gone by and he was ready to leave, but he was afraid he was rushing things. Sarah seemed fairly docile, but for all he knew she was planning to escape the first chance she got. He settled on a test for now. They would go out in public.

David returned to the room after being gone for a couple of hours. Sarah was sitting on the floor leaning up against the bed, reading a fantasy novel David had given her. She barely glanced up at him as he entered the room.

"I have something for you," he said.

Sarah looked up to see that he was holding out a large shopping bag to her. She thanked him as she took the bag and peered inside. She could see clothes.

"I hope they fit alright." He said as she began taking them out. The bag contained a pair of dark blue jeans, a pink and black striped polo shirt with a skull and crossbones embroidered on the pocket, a sheer black bra with matching thong panties, socks, and pair of black leather lace up boots. There was also a small red velvet bag.

"Do you want me to put these on now?" Sarah asked.

"Yes," he held out his hand to help her up.

"May I ask why?" she questioned, taking his hand.

"We're going out." David smiled at her.

"Really?" Her thoughts lighted on the possibility of escape.

"Yes, hurry up, we don't have much time." David insisted.

Sarah began taking her clothes off and putting the new ones on. Everything fit fine except for the jeans which were a little tighter than she would have normally worn. When she was finished dressing, David handed her the velvet bag. She opened it and found that it was full of make up.

"I want you to look like you did last week." David smiled as Sarah looked at him, exasperated.

"I'd feel stupid," she pleaded.

"Put it on anyway. We're just going to get something to eat and then go to a movie. There's a small theatre nearby that's having a cult horror movie marathon tonight." David said, his voice taking on a hint of annoyance because of her hesitance.

Sarah did not want to lose her chance to get out, so she went to the bathroom and began making up her face. She did not go quite as dramatic as Jenny had, but she still looked the part. Next, she brushed out her hair and made it look more presentable. She examined herself in the mirror, the clothes were not something she would have ever worn on her own. She felt like she was going to stand out. The shirt looked nice, but the jeans were definitely too tight. She was surprised to see how flat her stomach was when she looked at herself from the side.

"You look great," he beamed at her from the doorway of the bathroom, "but you forgot something."

Sarah looked up to see that he was holding out Jenny's collar. She lifted her hair so he could put it around her neck. She glanced in the mirror again and was satisfied that the collar did not send the blatant message of what she was. It could pass as part of her outfit.

She followed closely behind him as they left the room and then the building. It was still daylight out. He led her to a barn in the back. David slid the heavy metal door open and walked inside. Sarah peered in and saw that it was full of vehicles. David walked over to something that was covered with a black tarp. He lifted the tarp, revealing a motorcycle. Carefully, he pushed it out of the barn.

"Is that yours?" Sarah asked as she looked over the bike, it was black with silver chrome. She could see the Harley logo.

"Yeah. Have you ever ridden?" David asked as he went back inside the barn.

"No, they scare me. I'm afraid I'd fall off." Sarah looked at the bike again wondering if he expected her to ride on it. She wondered how easy it would be to jump off and run.

David returned carrying two helmets.

"You won't fall off," he assured her and then continued, his voice dropping, "I know you're thinking that this is your chance to escape, but I'm not stupid. I've made plans. You won't get more than a mile away before someone catches you. And I'm also sure you can imagine what will happen once I get my hands on you."

"I wasn't..." Sarah started to say as she looked away.

"Don't lie to me!" David barked.

She stepped to the side like a nervous horse as David approached her with one of the helmets. However, she did not protest further as he helped her put it on. When he was satisfied with the helmet's fit, he assisted her with getting on the bike. She was grateful that there was at least a back rest; it made her feel a little more secure.

David mounted the motorcycle. Before he started it, he said, "Put your arms me."

She felt the bike jump as it rumbled to life. She grabbed him tightly around the waist as they began to move. They rode slowly down a long gravel driveway onto a paved country road. Sarah closed her eyes as they began to gain speed. She could not bear to look at the trees and road speeding past them.

David had imagined for so long how it would feel to have Sarah riding with him. He could feel her clinging to him, her chest pressed against his back. They rode on the highway for over twenty minutes before reaching town. David tried to prepare himself for the chance that she would jump off and run at the first opportunity she got. He did have a plan, he had several people ready to assist him, including a sympathetic local cop, but there was always the possibility that she could slip away.

Sarah opened her eyes just in time to see a city limits sign go by. She did not recognize the name. David began slowing down as they approached the town. She thought of what David's "plan" might be. Did he have someone following them? Sarah tried to run different scenarios through her mind. She imagined herself trying to get off the bike and run, but she didn't think she could get off fast enough to get out of his reach. She had never been a fast runner. Her best bet would be to ask someone to call the police. But then the thought occurred to her that the way she appeared would make some people not want to help her.

David stopped at the first stop sign and waited for Sarah to try and bolt. She did not. He continued on past one more and a stop light before reaching the restaurant. He parked the bike in the front.

As David helped her off the bike, Sarah realized that she was correct in her assumption that she would not have been able to get off of it easily enough to run. Her legs were too short. She looked at the restaurant they were at; it was a run down looking Chinese restaurant. She took of her helmet and David locked them onto the motorcycle.

"Do you like Chinese?" David asked as he opened the door for her.

"It's my favorite." Sarah said good-naturedly while walking inside.

A middle aged Chinese lady came to the front and it was apparent that she recognized David.

"Hello, I haven't seen you in a while. Is this your girlfriend?" She asked him.

"Yes," David said, squeezing Sarah's shoulder with his hand.

The lady sat them in a booth. Sarah sat across from David.

"You didn't want to tell her that I'm your slave?" Sarah couldn't resist taunting.

"Do you want me to call her over here so I can tell her? I was just trying to save you some embarrassment, but if that's what you want, I'll do it." David retorted.

"No, that's okay." Sarah said flatly and looked at the menu.

They ordered and Sarah looked around the restaurant as they waited for their food. There were only a few other customers in the restaurant and Sarah decided this was not the place to plead her case for help to someone.

"So what movies are they playing?" She asked between bites.

"Well, the one that's starting at eight is 'The Evil Dead'. Have you seen it?" He knew that she particularly liked horror movies.

"No. It was directed by Sam Raimi, right?" It was one of those movies that Sarah had always planned on watching, but never got around to.

"I'm impressed." David said. They continued talking about movies until they were done eating.

They left and drove to the theatre. Sarah was surprised to see how crowded it was. David held her hand as they walked inside and got their tickets then drinks.

"I have to go to the bathroom." Sarah said when she saw the restrooms.

David looked at her with suspect. This would be her chance, he couldn't go in with her, but she would have to convince someone to help her.

"Okay, but make it quick, the movie starts in fifteen minutes." He said nonchalantly.

Sarah was prepared for more resistance. Was he really that confident that she wouldn't do anything? She gave him an unsure look before going inside.

She frowned when she saw that it was empty. She really had to go to the bathroom, so she went into one of the stalls. Her heart raced when she heard the door open and someone else came in. Quickly, she finished up and went to the sinks. She washed her hands and then stood there waiting for whoever was in the bathroom to come out. She looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't help but notice how thinner her waist and thighs looked. She almost didn't notice the raven haired girl come out of the stall.

"Is that your boyfriend outside?" The girl asked when she saw Sarah.

Sarah's mind whirled. Is this someone he knows? She fretted for a moment before blurting out, "Yes."

"Well, you sure are lucky, he's a cutie." The girl said, leaving before Sarah could say anything else.

David looked at the dark haired girl intently as she came out of the bathroom. He tried to see any hint of fear in her eyes. Instead, she smiled at him flirtatiously and sauntered off. Good girl, he thought.

Sarah waited for a moment longer, but no one else came in. She decided the whole thing was probably a set up. For all she knew, everyone in the town was in on his secret. She came out of the bathroom with her hopes crushed.

"What's wrong, you couldn't convince that slut you're my sex slave?" David chastised as he uncrossed his arms.

"No, she's calling the police as we speak." Sarah said haughtily.

"You're a terrible liar." David took her hand and led her to the theatre.

They found their seats and the movie began. In spite of her situation, Sarah became engrossed in watching it. A giggle slipped out of her during the early part of the movie.

She whispered to David, "You didn't tell me there was tree rape."

He had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing. Instead, he seized the opportunity of her leaning into him to lick her ear. He almost laughed again at the look of complete disgust on her face as she pushed his face away.

They made it through the rest of movie uneventfully, despite David's occasional groping.

"Well, did you like it?" He asked as the lights brightened.

"I loved it." Sarah replied and then asked, "What's playing next?"

"Bad Taste." David answered, he wasn't planning on staying for another movie, but she seemed to be having fun.

"That's a great movie, it's so cheesy...are we staying?" Sarah asked with an amount of exuberance that was rare for her.

"I don't know," he said frowning, "what's in it for me?"

Sarah asked hesitantly, "What do you want?"

David twirled a lock of her hair in his fingers, "Just a kiss."

"Here?" Sarah looked around the theatre that was slowing filling up with people again. She wanted to see the movie, but she had also hoped that the longer they stayed the more of a chance she would have to get away. Do it, she thought, I've kissed him in worse places...

David leaned over and gently placed his lips on hers. She opened her mouth and he took advantage, slipping inside. They kissed until David was satisfied that more than a few people noticed. He reasoned if she tried something he might be able to convince good Samaritans that it was only a lover's spat.

Sarah leaned back in her seat trying to regain control. The kiss seemed to hit a nerve leading straight to her pussy. She was grateful when the lights finally dimmed and the movie began.

During the movie, she kept finding herself looking at David. His hair was usually disheveled and this night was no exception. She had always thought he was handsome, but he was looking especially boyish as he watched the movie.

When it was over, they left the theatre. Sarah thought about asking to use the restroom again, but figured he would refuse. They walked together into the warm sticky night. She let David help her with her helmet again and they got on to the motorcycle. She was a little more resigned to riding on it this time. Strangely, she found that riding in the dark scared her less. She was again too aware of how close she was to David, how strong he was to touch, and how much the seat underneath her was vibrating.

By the time they returned, Sarah was straining to maintain her aloofness. While David put the bike away he talked to her about the movies. When he turned back to her after shutting the barn door, he caught a glimpse of something familiar in her eyes, lust.

"You want me to fuck you." He unabashedly stated.

Sarah put her hands on her hips, trying to hide her guilt. "What would make you think that?"

"I can see it in your eyes." He was speaking in that too casual voice that could almost hypnotize her. He moved to her and placed his hands on her upper arms. She instinctively leaned into him before she could stop.

"Stop it." Sarah said weakly. She wasn't sure if she was talking to herself or David.

"You were a good girl tonight." David said as he continued to hold her.

His words sent a dark chill through her body that further fueled her desire. She couldn't keep from moaning.

David felt that she was standing on the edge of plunging into the depths of her submission. He walked with her to his room. She did not protest as he unclothed her and tied her face down on the bed. The scene was similar to the one after the evening with Evan, but this time she could not blame the alcohol.

Sarah woke up the next morning and immediately noticed that David was gone. She squinted at the clock, it was after ten in the morning. Still nude, she stretched and thought of last night. She could not deny his skill at manipulating her body and even her mind into bliss. Smiling to herself, she touched her ass and found that it was still a little sore from the crop. She was becoming more accepting of the fact that she enjoyed the pain, even the next morning.

She rolled over when she heard the door opening. It looked like David was holding something behind his back.

"Close your eyes." David ordered.

Sarah reluctantly did, she wondered what he could have. She felt a slight weight on the bed and then something furry brushed against her exposed hand. She opened her eyes and saw her cat frantically rubbing against her hand.

"I thought you said you gave him away." Sarah said, smiling happily.

"I'm not a complete bastard...I was just waiting until you deserved a good reward." He reached down to scratch the cat on the head.

"Thank you." Sarah said as she looked at the cat in wonder.

More days passed. With the cat, Sarah seemed more content. David, on the other hand, had become restless. Even as Sarah continued to warm to him, he began to wonder what he had done. He did not like the possibility of having to keep her entombed for as long as he would have her. He begrudgingly admitted that he wanted her to be his by her own free will. He knew what he would have to do, but he was not sure if he could bring himself to do it.

"Get ready. We're going out." David suddenly said Wednesday afternoon.

"Where are we going?" Sarah asked.

"You need some clothes," he replied.

Sarah was already wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. She decided they were acceptable enough and fixed her hair and make up.

They went out to the barn and retrieved his other vehicle, an old pick up truck with faded red paint. Sarah climbed in with him.

"It'll take us about an hour to get there. Pick out some CD's." David said.

Sarah looked through a worn CD case that had been left on the floor. David had quite the varied taste in music. There was everything from country to death metal. She picked out a few of her favorites and loaded them into the CD player.

She watched the scenery in wonder as they drove. They passed many farms dotted with cows and horses. Sarah learned where she was when they got on the interstate. Soon, David was pulling the truck into a mall parking lot in a medium sized town.

She expected him to remind her of how she should behave, but he didn't. He smiled at her as they walked inside. Suddenly, Sarah felt uneasy. It seemed like everyone was staring at her. She wasn't wearing a collar and her make up wasn't that noticeable, but she wondered if other people could see what she really was, his slave.

David's first stop was Victoria's Secret. The saleslady measured Sarah's hips and bust and directed her to the right sizes. David was not a fan of bras, but he knew that Sarah's breast size was a little too large to go without one all the time. He picked out a few that were revealing enough to satisfy him and matching panties. He also got her some silky nightgowns that she liked.

Sarah felt embarrassed as he paid for them and the clerk commented on how sweet he was for buying her lingerie.

They went back into the mall and stopped at more stores, he bought her two pairs of jeans and a few shirts. Sarah felt uneasy with him paying for everything.

"I do have money of my own," she finally said to him. Between her job, scholarship, and the large trust fund her parents had set aside for her college, Sarah had more money than most college students probably did.

"I know. Don't worry about it, besides you're going to hate me in second." He grinned devilishly.

Sarah looked around trying to figure out what he was talking about and then she saw it.

"Oh god, no, please...," she begged.

He nodded with the same stupid grin, "You need to dress more appropriately." He said as he began herding her into Hot Topic.

Sarah stepped inside, becoming surrounded by pulsating rock music and clothes.

David has been anticipating this moment for a long time. Immediately, a girl with streaked black and purple hair approached them. She had a labret piercing and her eyebrows were shaped very thin and high. She was wearing black fishnet gloves and a short black dress adorned with safety pins.

"Is there something I can help you with?" The girl asked.

"She needs some clothes." David thrust Sarah forward as if he was offering her for sacrifice.

The girl smiled at Sarah, "Do you want to look at dresses?"

"Yes." David answered for her.

They followed the girl to an area with skirts and dresses. She rummaged through them and picked a few out for Sarah. "Do you want to try them on?"

"I guess so..." Sarah looked at David and he nodded.

Sarah began trying outfits on. David insisted on seeing every one of them, he did not trust her judgment. He selected more than a few. One especially grabbed his attention. It was a very short red and black plaid dress. The bottom was pleated like a school uniform, but the top of the dress was corseted. It accentuated every curve of Sarah's body perfectly.

The clerk came back with more clothes and David whispered something to her. She smiled and left to return with a studded black leather collar and a pair of knee high black leather boots. David took them and slipped into the dressing room with Sarah. He fastened the collar around her neck and admired their reflection in the mirror.

"Oh baby, Lilly Munster, ain't got nothing on you," he quoted teasingly.

Sarah knew the song he was referring to and rolled her eyes, "You are such a nerd. Are you going to call me evil next?"

"You are evil, see..." He put her hand on his jeans so she could feel his erection.