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Chapter Two: A Dream Come True

Sandy Parker took a deep breath before knocking on the door of the SOS Brigade club room.

"Come on in," said a pleasant male voice.

She stepped inside and looked around. At the center of the room, two guys played chess at a table. To her right, a gorgeous red-haired girl dressed in a maid costume cleaned tea mugs with a rag. At the back of the room, near the window, a smallish girl perched in a chair read the large book in her lap by the window's light. To the left of the reader, a stunning brunette sat at a standard school desk behind a monitor.

Sandy recognized the redhead and the brunette as the girls she'd seen in the quad the day before.

"How can we help you?" The guy on the right side of the table followed up with a friendly smile.

"Well, this may sound crazy, but I think I'd really like to join this club… if you'll have me."

The brunette eyed Sandy suspiciously. "Why are you so interested?"

Sandy considered hemming and hawing before deciding to just come out with it. "I saw you and this girl…" She pointed at the maid. "… yesterday in the quad. You were both tied up and naked in the grass where everyone could see you. I want to join a club where the members do that."

The brunette placed her hands on her hips. "Are you interested in tying up naked females?"

"No, of course not. I want to be the naked female that gets tied."

"You're that new transfer student from America, aren't you?"

Sandy stepped forward and closed the door. "Yes, my dad contracts with the military. I'll be here for the rest of the year. To be honest, I thought I wasn't going to like it in Japan, but after seeing you guys in the quad yesterday, I knew I was right at home."

The brunette tilted her head. "Don't American guys strip and tie girls at American high schools?"

"If they do, I sure as heck never heard of it. In America, doing something like that would create a scandal. They'd call the police and people would go to jail."

"That's odd. At North High, nobody really cares about that kind of stuff. Our principal lets us get away with anything."

"As long as nobody gets hurt." The maid shot the brunette a disapproving glance.

"We had an unfortunate mishap," the guy at the table said. "Which is why we've had to resort to a little bit of bondage." He stood. "By the way, my name is Kyon." Moving his hand around the room, he said, "And this is Mikuru Asahina, Yuki Nagato, Haruhi Suzumiya, and Itsuki Koizumi."

Sandy bowed. "Nice to meet you all."

"Come on in and have a seat," Haruhi said.

"Would you like some tea?" Mikuru asked.

"Yes, thank you." Sandy took a seat at the table next to Kyon. "So, what are you guys about?"

"We're the SOS Brigade," Haruhi said. "We're a club that strives to do unique and original things because that makes life more interesting!"

"Haruhi goes nuts if things get boring," Kyon added.

Mikuru set a mug in front of Sandy.

She took a sip. "How did you girls end up in the quad like that?"

"We took off our clothes and the guys tied us up."

Sandy frowned. "That's not what I mean."

"I know what you're asking." Haruhi crossed her arms. "It's a long story."

"No, it isn't," Kyon said. "One day I was on my laptop reading articles when I came upon a piece about this guy who gave up real women for a love doll."

"I've read about those things," Sandy said. "They're making them so realistic nowadays."

"Anyway, when Haruhi saw what I was reading, she got really upset. 'There's no way some plastic doll can take the place of a real flesh-and-blood woman,' she shouted. Then I started listing some of the benefits." Kyon counted his fingers. "You never have to argue with a doll. She's always available for sex. And a bunch of other stuff. But those are the two biggies."

Sandy nodded. "I see where you're going with this."

Kyon continued. "Then Haruhi told me, 'If you hypnotized a willing flesh-and-blood woman, you could have the best of both worlds.'"

Sandy glanced at Haruhi and Mikuru. "So you two let yourselves get hypnotized into becoming sex dolls?"

Both girls nodded.

"But… why?"

Haruhi looked at Sandy as if she had a screw loose. "Because doing something like that is totally unique and absolutely original which matches up exactly with this club's charter." She put her arms out to the side. "What other high school club in the world is this creative?"

"Unique and original." Sandy took another sip of her tea. "I'll certainly grant you that."

Kyon pointed to the girl reading by the window. "Miss Nagato over there is a master hypnotist. Would you like to join us on our next adventure?"

"We were just about to go for another pet walk," Koizumi clarified.

"That's news to me," barked Haruhi.

Mikuru shrugged.

Sandy looked around the room. The people in this club seemed fairly cool. Plus, she was feeling adventurous. "Are you sure I won't get in trouble for this?"

"Does it look like we got in trouble?" Haruhi replied.

"No. That's the wild part. Everyone walked past you two like it was no big deal. Even teachers. What's going to happen to me when I'm under?"

"You become a living sex doll, so use your imagination."

"I promise we'll make it interesting," Kyon said.

"And we promise you won't get hurt." Koizumi tapped his nose. "Perhaps hypnotism won't be required in your case."

"It sure as hell will." Sandy's cheeks reddened. "I'm actually very shy. It took every ounce of courage I had left to walk into this room."

"Hey, Nagato." Haruhi faced the bookworm and jerked her thumb toward their guest. "We've got another sucker to add to the team."

Yuki set down her book, rose from her seat, and stepped in front of the pretty American blonde. She pulled a watch-on-a-chain out of her pocket and raised it up to Sandy's eyes. As the watch swayed back and forth, Nagato spoke with an emotionless voice.

"You're getting sleepy. Very, very sleepy."

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Sandy's eyes snapped open. She blinked a few times as she tried to get her bearings. "Where am I? What's going on?" She tried to move, but her arms and legs refused to cooperate.

"It's a little disorienting at first."

Sandy snapped her head toward the voice on her left to see Haruhi lying face down on the grass next to her. Naked but for her hair ribbon and a leather collar, the brunette's wrists and ankles were tightly tied and connected behind her back. When Sandy glanced to her right, a similarly hogtied nude redhead winked back at her. Glancing over her shoulder revealed a landscape of bound limbs and bare skin. A leather collar comfortably encased her neck.

"Oh, shit." Sandy's eyes bulged. "I'm tied up and naked in the middle of the quad — for real." She pulled against her bindings and bucked from side to side. "I need to get out of here before someone sees me."

"Relax," Haruhi said. "There's no way you're going to get out of that. Not without some help."

"And you've already been really well seen." Mikuru giggled.

"Just be still and enjoy it," Haruhi said.

The girls' unconcerned attitude had a calming effect. Sandy stilled her body and managed her breathing. "Okay, I can do this." As she breathed, she searched her memory. All she could remember was a swinging pocket watch. She licked her lips. "What's that taste in my mouth?"

"What do you think it is?" Haruhi asked.

"How many guys did I—?"

"You did three."

"No way."

"Yes way, baby."

Sandy wiggled her hips. "My ass and my pussy feel kind of sore too. Did they—?"

"Like I said, you did three. Simultaneously. In Japan, we call that a TP for triple penetration."

"I let three male classmates have their way with me?"

"No, your total would be nine. Three TP's, three times."

"No way. And I missed all that?"

Mikuru nodded and giggled.

"You were a total sex machine," Haruhi squealed. "I've never seen anything like it. You must have come twenty times. Are all you American girls this crazy?"

"I don't think so. I'm actually pretty reserved."

"Miss Nagato's hypnotism removes all your inhibitions," Haruhi said, "so what's left is the real you — underneath — without the brakes."

A thought struck Sandy. "If we're all supposed to be hypnotized, then how come we're all awake and talking?"

"Mikuru and I can't be triggered anymore. We broke the spell and just pretend now. The guys don't have a clue."

"Then why am I—?"

"Miss Nagato squirted some water on you from the third floor." Mikuru lifted her chin up toward the club room.

"Because we asked her to," added Haruhi, anticipating Sandy's next question, "so we could chat. Water is the trigger that wakes us up. Well, it used to be — for us. It still is for you. We'll teach you how to break the spell when you're ready. As for now, we'll tell the guys some raindrops blew onto us from that tree." She motioned her head toward a nearby oak.

"What's the deal with Miss Nagato?" Sandy glanced up at the third-floor window. "She seems like a very mysterious girl."

Haruhi chuckled. "The more I get to know Yuki, the more mysterious she gets. But she's an amazing person with a boat-load of talents who's always come through for us in a pinch. I think I speak for the entire club when I say we'd trust her with our lives."

Mikuru nodded her agreement.

Sandy took a few more deep cleansing breaths and looked up at the sky. The bright sun warming her unencumbered body felt heavenly as did the soft grass caressing her skin. Classmates walked to and fro across the nearby paved walkway. She followed their footsteps with her eyes. Though most shot a passing glance at the trio, none of them stopped. "That's so wild," she sighed.

"What is?" Haruhi asked.

"I can't believe that I'm totally helpless and totally nude, and I'm lying between you two in the sun on this patch of grass. This is exactly how I pictured myself when I walked down that path yesterday."

Mikuru smiled. "Dreams have a funny way of coming true around here."

"The guys will be back soon," Haruhi said. "Don't forget our cover story."

Sandy nodded. "Water from the tree."

"One more thing," Haruhi said. "You're going to need to find a master, and Kyon and Koizumi are taken. Are there any guys in the school that you like?"

Sandy bit her lip and searched her memory. No one came to mind. "How soon do I have to decide?"

"There's no rush," Haruhi said. "Take a few days to think about it."

"Just make sure it's someone you can trust." Mikuru tugged on her ropes. "For obvious reasons."

Kyon and Koizumi stepped out of the main building and approached with cans of Coke in their hands. Upon arriving, Kyon knelt down and rubbed Haruhi's head. "How is my favorite pet doing? Ready to continue our walk?"

Haruhi squinted up at him. "A gust of wind blew raindrops off that tree."

"And it woke the three of you up." Kyon completed her sentence. He turned to Koizumi. "That's the second time in two days something like this has happened."

"Leftovers from yesterday's flash shower." Koizumi shrugged. "That's the risk of leaving them outside."

"No harm, no foul." Kyon placed his hands over Haruhi's ears.

Sandy watched as Koizumi did the same thing for Mikuru. Both girls' expressions blanked, and their eyes turned glassy.

Kyon knelt next to Sandy and rested his hand on her shoulder. "Sorry about the raindrops. I hope waking up like this wasn't too much of a shock."

"I was a little freaked out at first, but Haruhi and Mikuru talked me through it."

"Does this look like something you want to keep doing?"

Sandy nodded. "I think so."

"Cool."

Kyon's reply was the last thing Sandy remembered before his hands cupped her ears.

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Sandy blinked and looked around. She found herself seated at the table in the SOS Brigade club room, fully dressed in her North High school uniform. Her fingers soaked in a mug of water. She raised her hand and shook it as dry as possible before wiping it on her skirt.

"Water is the trigger," she said to herself, although all the SOS Brigade club members were in the room. She looked at Kyon. "What happened?"

"We're not allowed to tell. That's one of our rules. All you get to walk away with is your feelings and your dreams."

A wide smile lit up her face. "Then I'm going to sleep really well because I feel amazing."

Kyon and Koizumi shot each other knowing glances.

"We thought you would," Koizumi said.

"We threw you a hell of an initiation party," Kyon added. "Your intuition was right. You're very well suited for this."

Sandy hugged herself. "Did you guys—?"

"Nope," Kyon replied after noting Haruhi's glare. "There's a new rule we established right after Nagato hypnotized you. We're only allowed to…" He paused to search for the proper word. "We are only allowed to date our own personal sex doll — which would be Harry for me and Micky for Koizumi — even though we can still share our dolls with the school."

"If we cheat, this experiment ends," Koizumi added with a heavy sigh.

"Are Harry and Micky are nicknames for Haruhi and Mikuru?"

"When they're hypnotized, yes."

"That's cool. Can I get a pet nickname too?"

"That's something I wanted to discuss with you. You can negotiate any pet name you like, once you get a master."

"You mean someone who would agree to date me exclusively."

"Exactly," Kyon said. "Over the next few days, you might want to compile a list of potential masters from the guys in the school, and we can help you decide. The odds are about zero that anyone would turn you down."

"I have a better idea," Haruhi said. "This is something we could sell. Let's put up a sign. Become the master of this smoking hot American blonde for only ten million Yen! The guys would line up down the hall."

Sandy's mouth dropped open.

"She's not serious," Mikuru said.

Kyon continued. "Just let us know when you're ready to decide."

"I don't need to think about it," Sandy said. "I'm pretty sure I already know."

"No kidding," Haruhi said. "Who's the lucky guy?"

Sandy rose from her seat and walked to the back of the room. The smallish girl reading her book raised her head and met the eyes of the American beauty standing in front of her.

"Miss Nagato, would you please be my master?"