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01-01-2009, 06:55 PM | #1 |
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Waning Moon: Pam's Story Part II
This story is a continuation of the story http://www.getdare.com/bbs/showthread.php?t=16441 (Pam's Story)
Recap: Pam has been blackmailed into slavery by Daniel, a cruel sadist. After a grueling two weeks of torture, training, and changing opinions, Pam has finally truly submitted. She is allowed to leave Dan's house, and live her normal life. After a sudden burst of sadness, she finds new hope, and her life seems to be better. This is the twighlight of the metaphorical day of the Story (has nothing to do with zones or vampires). Now, the night grows darkeras she pluges into the cold... Well, I won't give it all away. PART 1 Pam is happy, for once after a long time. She'll see her parents, she realized that she isn't a bad person, and she is temporarily rid of that evil Daniel. She shudders at the thought of his face, slowly breaking out into a menacing grin. It is 11:30, and Pam says to herself, "Just a couple more minutes." Finally, two people burst into the house. "Mommy! Daddy!" She cried, and ran over to them. She tackled them with a huge hug, and they laughed. "Honey, honey, stop..." her mother, Elmira, says laughingly. This moment was so pure that it took a couple of seconds for it to be jostled away. "Why haven't you called? We've been worried sick!" asked her father harshly. "Um..." said Pam, "The phone was down for a while." Her mom seemed convinced, but not her father. "Does it wok now?" "Yeah," guessed Pam, "It's fine now. Someone came in to fix it." "Who?" "Some repairman. Didn't catch the name. Awfully nice, didn't charge me a cent." She breathed a sigh of relief when he dropped the subject. "So, how was Italy?" asked Pam, sincerely interested in their trip. Her mother gushed, "It was wonderful, right Hank!" "Yes." He simply stated. "How were things here? Any problems, apart from the telephone?" asked her mom. "Great!" Pam lied, "There weren't any problems at all. I caught up on some reading, excersized, and wrote some more in my book." (Pam was trying to write a novel.) "That's great, sweetie." said her mother, "I hope you ate right though." "Mom!" "What? It's important to keep a healthy, balanced diet. Isn't that right, Hank?" "Mmmm?" he mumbled, "Oh yes. Listen to your mother. Whatever it is that she said." "You could stand to lose some weight youself!" she chided. "Mom, Dad," Pam started. "What is it, angel?" "I love you." Her father said, "And we love you too." Pam meant it; when she was near them, she forgot all about her miserable last two weeks. In fact, she even forgot about the chastity belt that she wore. The rest of the night they spent talking, laughing, playing board games. That was the last day before she was to go to school again. Pam went to bed that night, thinking happy thoughts. It was like a glurge, but she felt a spiritual joy that only exists in family. Pam didn't think about what was going to happen tomorrow. She just blinked her eyes, fell asleep, and dreamed... __________________________________________________ _ Sorry everyone! That doesn't seem like something belonging in Mature Sections, I know. That was just an intro. It was, and will be, the single sappiest peice of writing I've ever posted on getDare. Apart from that, though, how was it? Comments please!
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01-01-2009, 07:22 PM | #2 |
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To be honest there's not really to much to comment on, but as an introduction it's good.
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01-01-2009, 07:24 PM | #3 |
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I know. It's boring. It's sappy. It's an introduction. Wait till she get's to school; it gets better.
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01-01-2009, 08:57 PM | #4 |
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Very nice, introductions are nessecary. I say it's just the ride up to the top of the rollercoaster, everyone hang on :P .
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01-02-2009, 02:55 PM | #6 |
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Part Two - Back From Vacation
It may be darkest before the dawn, but it's also the most beautiful before the night.
__________________________________________________ ___________ Pam woke up, and got dressed. She ate a quick breakfest, brushed her teeth, and got ready to go to school. Pam's morning started out uneventfully. She got on the yellow school bus and rode to her high school, Sherman High. The ride was full of buzzing about the vacation. Pam listened to her friend Laura talk about her trip to Mexico. When Laura asked her what she had done over break, Pam had no answer. Pam was not too popular. She was not a cheerleader, though she could have been. She was involved in the Art Elective at her school, and had a number of good riends there. Pam mostly got good grades. Pam rode laughing and talking, but part of her wondered how she confront Daniel today. She remembered his commandment, "You'll act as if I'm your boyfriend." She wondered what tht meant. As she stepped out of the bus she decided to forget about it, and to just focus on classes. *********** Lunchtime came with a flourish of hunger. The cafeteria line moved like a well oiled machine, but the food just seemed greasy. Pam sat down at the table that was "hers". It was where the Art Elective always sat. In it was Laura, and her friends Samantha, Josie, Abby, Tom, Luke, and Martha. They ate and talked. Although she liked her classes, this was the best part of her day. It seemed perfect to Pam. She hadn't seen Daniel all day. Maybe he was sick... Then the unthinkable happened. Daniel walked down the lunch aisle. Lo and behold, he sat down at Pam's table. He said, "Hi Pam! Hey I missed you last night. You were supposed to be online." "Crap! I forgot!" thought Pam. "I think you owe me a kiss." He said jokingly. With that, he leaned over and gave her a good long, pssionate kiss. She was disgusted, but knew better than to resist. Pam eyed the look in her classmates' faces. Sheer shock, and disbelief. "Just remember to be online tonight." He said. Then he turned to her friends, "Do you mind? This is kind of private." "I love you, honey." She said, as the words spilled off her tounge like mollases. This was disgsting. This was wrong. Her classmates would have tons of qestions... "Hey, I have a present for you." He pulled out a medium red and white gift-wrapped package. Pam wanted to run away, hide her face in a paper bag, and hide away forever. Daniel said, "Okay I'm going to go now, Pammy. Remember, be on at 11:00." He walked away, back to his table where he ate alone. Pam could tell that her classmates were freaked out. Mind-blown. Shocked. Astonished. Laura broke the ice. "What the hell was that about?" As much as Pam hated to say it, she did anyways. "We're... We're dating." Martha said, "Yeah we can see that." "I think it's fine," said Luke, "if Pam wants to evil weirdo freaks who hate us then okay." It was true. Daniel was a mean person. He often bulied them, and clearly loathed their artistic nature. "It's not okay. Pam why do you like him?" Samantha asked. "Er, um, um..." "Why?" pressured Abby. "Um, well," answered Pam, "He can be sweet. It's kind of hard to explain." "Sweet?" asked Tom, "In middle school he made my life a living hell." "You're telling me." mumbled Pam. Josie asked, "What was that?" Pam said, "Well, I'll let you in on a little secret." Strangely, there is a natural law that when someone talks about how they'll share a secret, everyone leans in. This happens even when people can not hear the people discusing the secret. And this happened with Pam and her friends. "I don't like him, either. Dating him, it's, it's just somehig have to do." "Why?" asked Laura, concerned. "Well - I'd rather not get int it." The subject changed. Tom asked, "What did you get?" Pa opened the package, and pulled out a webcam. "What's that for?" asked Josie. "I - I don't know." said Pam. With that, the lunch bell rang.
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02-02-2009, 07:58 PM | #7 |
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its a good story, keep up the good work.
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02-03-2009, 11:24 AM | #8 |
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Write soon! Cliff hangers kill me!
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02-04-2009, 04:23 PM | #9 |
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a really interesting one tho!! Plz write soon..
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02-04-2009, 06:02 PM | #10 |
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I'm really really really sorry. Believe me, I know thart this is probably annoying. I promise that when I do post, it will be long and good, and I'll get into the habit of posting regularly. It's ust that this tie of year I'm really busy. Sorry.
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02-05-2009, 05:07 AM | #11 |
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Part 22: A turn for the worst
Pam was led into a room that was fairly well furnished. "YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!" Pam screamed.
"Your master signed you up. It's all legal, honey." "How dare you! Let me go!!!" "Shut up!" He threw her onto a bed. It was soft, but Pam knew better than to enjoy it. He proceeded to take the chains from underneath it and tie each of her limbs to the bed. Psm was already naked, and knew exactly what was going to happen. Daniel wlaked into the room. "Master, please help me out of this!" "Slave, I'm sorry, but I will not help you out of it. Just listen over there-" Pam heard a lot of noise, and asked, "What's going on in there?" "Their bidding over you, slut!" he said, "The top twenty bidders will get to 'meet you in person'. You know what that means. Don't you feel proud?" Pam actually felt ashamed of herself, and a despisement for Daniel. She did, however, feel slightly better about the fact that only 20 people would fuck her, not all of them as she'd thought before. But that didn't help things. Mr. Smith entered, and said, "Hey, whore, their ready for you. So, be ready. You'll have fifteen minutes with each one, so I figure you'll be done in about five hours. What happened next was a treachorous, treachorous time for Pam. That day she fucked twenty people. Twenty. She was humiliated. She was an eighteen year old- a virtous, good, friendly person. And now- now, she seemed to be just a useless, slutty whore who had fucked with 20 different people before college. She began to cry. She cried and cried and cried, and it was terrible. And then, then Danile came in. "Why did you do this?!" She cried. "What are you talking about?" "Why did you make me do this?! Why- you know I want to be a moral person! Why did you make me do this?!" "Slave, don't get-" "Fuck you!" Daniel shivered a bit, and said, "You know what. This was my final test. I was going to let you go after this, but now, I'm not so sure." "Please let me go!" She pleaded. "Fine. Go." "And you'll delete the pictures?" "I promise. Go." He unchained her, and gave her an outfit. She would have to hitch hike (the galaxy) home, because she remembered from the drive that she was in some different city. As she rode home in the car of some nice person who gave her a ride, Pam felt sad at first. And then it started todawn on her, "I'm free!" she thought. She was no longer his slave, or his slut, or his cunt, or his bitch, or his whore. She was herself, free. She would forget this whole event. She smiled, and steeped out of the car as it approached her house, as it dawned on her again. She was free. *** Meanwhile, Daniel was back at his place. He sat at the computer, much as you are doing now. Except, spread out around him were tons of memory sticks, cell phones, and cameras. He took all of the pictures on them and put them into his computer. He smiled, as he saw each of the pictures of Pam. Here were the ones of her today, on stage. And here were ones of her having sex today. There were ones of Pam from that erotic photoshoot he staged so long ago. And there were the ones from when he first fucked her ("that was fun" he thought). There were even the ones from his cell phone that he had taken of her that started the whole thing off. He put them all into his computer and made it into a word document, probably seven page slong (he had to make the images smaller). He printed two copies of each page- he'd have to copy that sometime soon. But for now, he went to mail. He was sending a message to everyone he knew, and plus almost all the students in their class, the teachers, and Pam's parents. He attached the word document. He titled it, "Hey everyone, check this out!" Pam's life had reached new lows with sounds. The last time it happened, there was a click of a cameraphone. Now, it was a click again. And so Pam's life decended into the pitch black darkness with these words: Your mail has been sent. __________________________________________________ __________ Okay- how was that? I thought it was pretty good if I do say so myself. The story does not stop here. I just thought I'd ocve the plot a logn a bit. Coments and questions, please!
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