BiScandi

After my first evening with Diane, I didn’t see her a lot for a couple of days, which made me quite relieved. However, even if I was going to classes and the events for the new students on campus, my thoughts were always full of images of Diane’s dripping wet pussy and her voice telling me I was her bitch now. I didn’t know if I wanted it to be a one-off thing or if I was secretly hoping something would happen between us again. The mere thought of what already had happened made my knees weak with want, but I was also so ashamed I blushed violently. With that I decided that it was best to try to move on, what was done was done, but I had to make sure it wasn’t repeated.

My decision made me feel better, and it wasn’t until the following day that I was to be reminded that I was no longer in charge of my life at all.

I was on my bed reading one of the course books the following afternoon when Diane swept into the room. She eyed me with a smile and I consciously clenched my legs together.

‘Having a good day, Roxie?’ she asked, with that dangerous glint in her eyes.

‘Yes, thanks. You?’ I replied cautiously.

‘Very,’ she paused. ‘I’m just so horny though.’ She looked at me meaningfully. ‘You know what day of the week it is?’

‘Uhm, Wednesday?’

‘That’s right,’ she said while sitting down next to me and plucking the book out of my hands. ‘More specifically, it’s #assWednesday. I trust you’ve heard about the hashtag?’ She kept talking while undoing the buttons of my blouse. My pulse quickened and I began to feel nervous, but was powerless to move away. ‘I think,’ she whispered next to my ear, while pinching one of my nipples inside my bra, ‘that we should explore that social media phenomenon this afternoon. Don’t you agree? And let me remind you, you don’t want to get on my bad side, little Roxie.’

I nodded fearfully and she smiled in satisfaction, then she got up and locked our dorm room door. She opened her wardrobe and got out a box.

‘This is my toy box, Roxie,’ she said and started setting up something that looked an awful lot like a camera.

‘Is that…’ I choked on the words, suddenly terrified of what she was up to.

‘Well, I need to have proof to make sure you stay obedient, darling. That way, if you ever get into your little head that you have a say in these matters, everyone will see what you have done. But if you just do what I say, when I say it, you will also be one of the most popular girls here.’

I swallowed and nodded and she smiled, while undressing. ‘Good. Now, take your clothes off and lie down on the bed, face down.’

I got undressed and stiffly clambered onto the bed, then felt her sit down between my legs. Slowly she started to rub my arse cheeks, in a way that stimulated my little pucker hole, but she didn’t touch my pussy at all. Despite myself I realised I was getting horny and wet, and was trying to think of something that would be a turn-off but it was no use. Her hands kept rubbing my arse and I felt how my pussy juices began to stain the bed sheets.

‘Already getting wet, are you,’ she mocked me. ‘Let’s start with these,’ she said and glancing over my shoulder I saw a row of anal beads. The sight of them made me want to try to pull my legs together, but of course I couldn’t when she was sitting between them. She noticed the movement though and grabbed a fistful of my hair and forced my head around to look at her.

‘You will do as I say. Don’t you dare protest again or I will cane you, do you understand?’ I managed a nod and she released me, and with a little whimper I buried my head in my pillow. The anticipation of what she would do to me made me even wetter to my embarrassment, and I heard her giggle behind me. She paused, I suspected she was putting lube onto the beads, and then I felt the first one rest on top of my rear entrance. I was completely still, not daring to move in case that would upset her. ‘Good girl,’ she murmured as if she could read my thoughts, then she pushed the first bead inside my arse.

It slid in easily, as seemed to be the norm when Diane was with me my body betrayed my innermost, dirty desires, and before I knew it several more of the beads had gone in. I gasped at the erotic feeling of it, and to my shame I pushed my arse up against them. Diane laughed at my wantonness and started fucking my arse with the beads, slowly and steadily, while I got wetter and wetter.

‘You always protest, you little whore, yet you love everything I do to you,’ she said with a certain wonder in her voice. ‘I like that about you…’

She pulled the beads out and put them away, then she got up from the bed. I risked a glance at her and saw how she was donning a harness with a huge strap-on dildo and I am sure the colour must have drained from my face when I realised what she was about to do. She drenched the dildo in lube and caressed it with one hand while looking at me with a smile. ‘You’re gonna love this, Roxie.’

Then she climbed behind me and told me to get on my knees. I did and felt the tip of the dildo rest against my already wet and ready arsehole. She was up on her haunches now and suddenly I felt how the tip of the dildo began sliding into my arse, forcing its way through my tight little opening. I whimpered at the pain, but I knew already she wouldn’t care about that. Instead she kept pushing until it was deep up my rear channel and then she started moving back and forth rhythmically. The pain had already stopped, and instead I began to moan with the intense pleasure of it, I couldn’t help myself, but only wanted more. I tried to push my arse up higher so she could get in deeper and I was moving my hips in time with her thrusts.

She laughed at me and grabbed my hair and pulled my head back until I could barely breathe while still pounding into my arse from behind. She went faster and faster and before I knew it I was screaming in an even stronger orgasm than last time.

I came to my senses and was mortified at what I had done. This was so wrong, and nothing could change that.

‘Oh yes, that was nice, wasn’t it? I’m just so good to you, little slut, even though you don’t deserve it. You’re a twisted little whore, you will beg me to do this to you again, I know it,’ her words were like poison in my ear and I tried to not listen, but I was crying with humiliation now at how awful it was but how much I had loved it.

Diane was taking the harness off and suddenly I felt how she put her wet, dripping pussy onto one of my already lubricated arse cheeks. She started rubbing her pussy on my curvy buttocks, grinding her hips as she moaned. ‘Oh god, but that feels good, Roxie, your arse has just the right shape. Yeah, I think I’m gonna make you cum again…’

I sobbed silently into my pillow at this, I couldn’t even imagine how I could cum again, but then she told me to roll over on my back and spread my legs. I did, of course, and she laid down on top of me, her swollen pussy on top of mine and started to grind hers back and forth and circling on mine. I could feel how her wetness dripped onto my own pussy lips, which were still wet from earlier, as she rubbed her pussy over and over again and even though I didn’t want to, my traitorous body responded. My cunt began to swell again, and I couldn’t stop myself but move my hips with hers and moan as her movements sent shockwaves of pleasure through my thighs and body.

She smiled down at me. ‘Oh, yes, you like that as well.’ Then she stopped and I whimpered at the loss of her cunt against mine. She laughed at me, and picked something out from her box. To my horror I could see it was a massive, double ended dildo. She put some lube on it, then told me to put a pillow under my arse to raise it up.

‘That’s it, get that arse nice and exposed for me, little Roxie,’ she murmured and pried apart my legs. Then she forced the dildo into my rear opening again, and started fucking it once more. I whimpered, but couldn’t stop myself from crying out ‘Oh god, yes! Fuck me…!’

‘Look at me, Roxie,’ she said as she turned around and slid the other end of the dildo into her own arse. Then she started to rock back and forth, fucking both my arse and her own with the dildo, and I lost myself in the intense pleasure of it. She went faster and faster and fucked us both deeper and deeper, until she came with a scream of pleasure and collapsed onto the bed, letting the dildo slide out of her arse. I still hadn’t cum and was massively turned on, but she lazily turned around and pulled the dildo out of me.

‘Go and wash the toys. And don’t you dare even think about cumming without my permission.’

I had always looked forward to going to university, but that didn’t mean I was any less nervous about it when it was finally time after high school.

‘Will you be alright now?’ my mother asked with a smile as she dropped me off and had helped me with my things into the room I would share with another girl, who I hadn’t yet met.

Part of me wanted to beg her to stay, but that would just be ridiculous. So instead I smiled my glittering smile and nodded. Mother hugged me tight for a second, and then she was gone – the only thing lingering was a whisper of her perfume.

I was so busy unpacking my belongings in my side of the room that I didn’t even hear the door open, but suddenly someone said behind me, ‘Oh hello, you must be Roxie. I’m Diane Fries.’

I dropped the clothes I was folding at the mention of that name, and spun around. Before going here I had been looking at the different forums for the university, and come across her name several times. She was the most popular girl on campus, head of several student committees and just generally queen of the land. Sharing a room with her could be the best, or the worst, thing that could ever happen. Now she looked at me and smiled brightly with perfect lips. I did a quick comparison of us, as you always do when you meet another beautiful woman. She was blonde, of course she was blonde, and her hair was cascading down her back in thick, glossy tresses. In comparison my hair was a fiery red, all natural I might add, and just as thick but wavy rather than straight. Her sea blue eyes bore into my green ones and she was slightly taller than me as well as skinnier, but I had bigger boobs. That definitely made me feel better and I straightened my back slightly to make sure they were at their best.

‘I’m Roxie, yes, I just arrived. Lovely to meet you, Diane,’ I said with a smile and extended my hand.

‘Oh, don’t be silly!’ she exclaimed while advancing on me and brushing my hand aside, before enveloping me in a big hug. ‘We’re sharing a room now, and shouldn’t stand on formality! After all, I’m sure we’ll be like sisters.’

She stepped back and smiled at me again while locking eyes with me. I smiled back nervously, for some reason I felt a bit like a deer in the headlight.

‘I hope you’re coming out with us tonight?’ she asked and I felt how my knees almost gave out under me. I would never have dared to dream she’d ask me that, and I found myself nodding vigorously and tried to collect myself into something resembling grace.

‘I would love to,’ I managed to reply.

‘Great, it’s a perfect way to meet everyone who matters. Look, I gotta go, but I’ll see you in a couple of hours and we can get ready together! Won’t that be fun?’ she thrilled before sweeping out of the room. I was left standing in the middle of it, wondering how I could be so lucky, the feeling of being a prey instantly forgotten.

 True to her word Diane came back a couple of hours later and bustled into the room. That was always the case with her, I would learn, she had boundless amounts of energy.

‘I’m just gonna have a quick shower,’ she said and disappeared into our shared bathroom. I’d already had one while she’d been gone and I was currently drying my hair. I’d already put a top on but I wasn’t sure I wanted to wear it and was contemplating this. Just as she stepped out of the bathroom, clad in a kimono (of course she couldn’t just have a common dressing gown), I was about to pull another top over my head and clutched it to my chest so she wouldn’t see me half naked.

‘Oh, I just love those boobs, Roxie,’ she smiled at me and I found myself transfixed as she walked up to me and pulled the top out of my unresisting hands. I was wearing a push-up bra and my lush mounds were nearly spilling over the edges of the cups. Suddenly she put her hands on my breasts and started to knead them slightly. I was shocked and even more so because I instantly felt how my fanny grew moist.

I had only had one boyfriend before, and that had never been anything exciting in the bedroom department. He’d always cum too early and I’d mostly been faking orgasms, when I could even be bothered to do that. And now, all of a sudden, when this beautiful woman stood so close to me I could feel the heat of her, with her hands on my boobs, I didn’t back away because it was like a hot bed of glowing coals between my thighs. If anything my reaction made me ashamed, that kind of relations was nothing my family had ever approved of, in fact my parents had always talked about it with scorn.

Diane’s hands kept kneading my boobs as she looked right into my eyes, and she smiled.

‘You like that, don’t you? You’re a wanton little slut, just as I thought.’

She reached behind my back and easily undid my bra, then slipped it off and watched as my boobs proudly bounced free. My nipples were already erect and without further ado she bent down and started to lick and suck on them, and I felt my back arch as I involuntarily groaned loudly. Her tongue swirled around my nipples, occasionally interrupted by her teeth nibbling at them, and I felt how my wetness started to seep down the inside of my thighs. I had never been so horny in my life, and all I knew was that I just wanted her to continue, to give me the kind of orgasm I had always dreamed of.

She pulled my knickers down under my skirt and I felt them land around my feet.

She started to caress the outer folds of my fanny, and without being able to stop myself I started grinding it against her hand, to try to get her fingers deeper into my heat. She smiled wickedly and slipped a finger inside me while caressing my clit with her other hand. I panted with every breath now, and felt how I got closer and closer to an all-encompassing orgasm, but then she drew her hands away and I almost screamed with the loss of no longer feeling them against my wet and wanting flesh.

‘Please,’ I heard myself beg shamelessly.

She stepped close to me and slid one of her hands into my hair at the base of my head and pulled, forcing me to look into her eyes as she put the fingers she’d had in my cunt into my mouth. I had never tasted myself before and was horrified at how much I enjoyed it.

‘You want to cum, don’t you?’ she asked and I could only whimper in reply. ‘Do you think I should let you?’

‘Please…’ I managed to choke around the fingers she still had in my mouth. I was so turned on I could barely stand up anymore and all I could think about was having her fingers inside my pussy again.

‘Maybe I will,’ she said with a smile, ‘but if I do, then you’re my bitch from now on. You’ll do whatever I say, you understand? Sometimes I might even let you have another orgasm if you’ve been good. But I own you now. You get that?’

I nodded furiously and felt how even more of my pussy juices seeped down my legs. I had never been so wet before, and I would say anything just to have her touch me again. It was probably just dirty talk, anyway, I reasoned with what little brain power I had left.

She grinned widely at me and pushed me down over the bed, face down. She pulled up my skirt and exposed my arse and my pussy as she forced my legs apart. I felt really self-conscious as my puckered little rear opening was exposed together with my dripping wet, swollen pussy, but at the same time I couldn’t stop myself from grinding my hips rhythmically against the edge of the bed.

‘Now, little bitch,’ she said gleefully, ‘I decide what kind of pleasure you get. If you complain or protest, I will stop and you will never feel this again. And I will make your life at this university a living hell.’

‘Yes,’ I said, ‘please, just let me cum.’

‘Very well…’

Without warning she had her fingers back among my swollen folds, and then slid them inside me and I cried out with the pure pleasure of it. She finger-fucked my pussy and then started to caress me around my tight rear, getting my pussy juices all around it and I stiffened. What did she plan? That area was dirty, that’s what I’ve always come to understand. My boyfriend had tried to convince me to have anal sex with him but I had always said no. Now, however, Diane’s finger was slowly circling, making it wetter and wetter, until she slipped one of her fingers into my rear entrance and started fingering me there as well. I gasped and a wave of new arousal washed over me, to my embarrassment and shame, and I could hear her laugh. I wanted to sink through the floor, but at the same time it was so good I wanted it to go on forever, as one of her fingers slid in and out of my dripping pussy and another of her fingers kept fucking my pulsating little arsehole.

Without fully realising it, I was pushing my tight arse up against her fingers, my body begging to be violated further, even if I was too ashamed to admit I wanted it. She slid another finger into my rear opening and kept finger fucking me faster and faster until I couldn’t stop it anymore and I screamed out in an orgasm like I had never felt before. I could feel my pussy tense around her finger, and my arse tensing around her other fingers as well, like it was trying to suck them in further.

As soon as I came to my senses, I almost wept with shame at my own behaviour and I tried to hide my face in the covers of the bed and not look at Diane. What would she think of me? I couldn’t believe what I had let her do to me – and I had enjoyed every second of it and would gladly do it again. And again… and…

‘Well well, little Roxie, I knew it as soon as I saw you,’ she mocked me as she flipped me over on my back and pried my hands away from my face. She pushed her fingers into my mouth again, even the ones she’d had deep inside my arse and said ‘Well, lick them clean, bitch,’ then watched me as I forced myself to lick them.

Then she got up, looked at me and said ‘It’s my turn now, you slut,’ as she took off her kimono and let it drop to the floor. ‘You’ve made me wet,’ she said and sat down on the edge of my bed and spread her legs. I could see the folds of her clean shaved pussy glint with all her juices and despite myself I felt again how I got horny at the sight.

‘Get on your knees and lick me, little bitch. And you don’t stop until I tell you.’

With trembling legs I got up and then sat down in front of her wet, pretty pussy. I didn’t know where to begin and hesitated, so she grabbed a fistful of my hair and shoved my face into the hot wetness.

‘Do it, bitch, stick your tongue out and lick me or your career at this university is over. And I will tell your parents exactly why.’

A wave of fear, mixed with arousal, swept over me and I pushed my tongue into the folds of her cunt. I didn’t know what to do, but I had seen some porn with my ex, so I tried to mimic that and licked her like my life depended on it. She seemed to like it since she was moaning and began grinding her pussy against my face. She pulled away.

‘Get on the bed, on your back,’ she ordered me and I, of course, obeyed. She smiled wickedly at me as she clambered on top of me and went higher, until her pussy was right above my face. She spread her pussy lips with her fingers and ordered me again to stick my tongue out, then she lowered her dripping wet cunt full onto my face and started grinding it back and forth while I was still licking. Her cunt was gliding smoothly all over my face and she was moaning on top of me. I was slightly horrified again at what I let her do to me but I wasn’t going to protest now, I was already in too deep. And to my even greater shame my own pussy had responded as well and was once more swollen and dripping wet, all too ready for further pleasure. I couldn’t believe my own shamelessness and prayed that she wouldn’t notice, but of course she did. She put one of her hands on my pussy lips and felt how wet they already were, and laughed at me while grinding her cunt in circles over my face. ‘Oh you love it, don’t you, you dirty little whore.’

Then she moved down and spread my legs as wide as they would go, and sat down with one leg between mine and then lowered her wet pussy onto my own equally wet and wanting cunt. The feel of it made me reel with arousal and I gasped and moaned loudly, as she started to grind her hot pussy back and forth over mine.

I responded with grinding back and was almost oblivious with arousal now, all I could think about was the feeling of her hot pussy on mine, the scent of our mingled juices, the salty taste of her pussy in my mouth. And then I felt how she once more slid two fingers into my already wanting and pulsating arsehole, how she kept grinding her swollen cunt while finger-fucking my rear entrance and the orgasm came over me like a blow to the back of my head, it was so powerful I screamed and grabbed her hips to press her pussy down further onto mine, and that was enough to make her give herself over to waves of ecstasy as she bucked her hips and ground her pussy all over my pussy and thighs. Eventually she stilled and landed on top of me, spent and satisfied, while I was in a wave of shame and guilt and disgust over everything I had just done.