To the Victor Go the Spoils. Pt: 5 - Sex Stories

To the Victor Go the Spoils. Pt: 5

*IMPORTANT* This is a new account for superkev123, I can no longer access my old one, so I am re-posting all my old ones here, and will also be uploading new ones. Chapter 5 David was growing impatient. Another week had gone by and he was ready to leave, but he was afraid he was rushing things. Sara 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. Sara 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. Sara 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?" Sara 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. Sara 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 Sara 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. Sara 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." Sara 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 ...