When I woke up the next morning, Melanie was already out of bed and in the bathroom. I closed my eyes and remembered the night, shuddering as I relived her spanking my pussy. Strangely enough, I felt a tingle between my legs as I thought about it. I wanted to look at my pussy, but I was afraid of what it might look like, so I didn't. I was tender. Melanie solved that for me as she came out of the bathroom in a robe and her hair wrapped in a towel. She marched over to me and pulled the cover and sheet off me.

"Lie back and open your legs, Sabine."

I shivered, thinking she was going to do it again and my eyes filled once more.

"No, no, you silly goose. I have something for it."

I laid back and covered my eyes, not wanting to know if she was going to swat me there again. I felt her hands pull my legs wider and then something cool and moist on my pussy. I looked up to see Melanie peering at my pussy as she rubbed some lotion stuff on it. I could just see the top of my slit and it was a little puffy and a deeper pinkish color, but not red as I imagined it. Melanie's hand and fingers, as always, felt good on my pussy and I closed my eyes and let the nice sensations flow over me. I was really enjoying this when our door opened.

Ms. Wilson, the resident head, walked in.

"I've had some reports of...WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?"

Melanie stood up, remaining surprisingly calm under the circumstances. I shrieked and reached for the sheet, pulling it up. The resident heads had master keys to the dorms and had blanket permission to enter rooms where there was some possibility of misbehavior. My face was hot and burning.

Melanie looked at her coolly.

"Sabine seems to have a little rash or something and I was putting some antiseptic lotion on for her."

Ms. Wilson looked at her suspiciously and then at me. I was shaking.

"Is that right Sabine?"

"Y-y-yes."

"A rash, you say? Let me see."

"Ah, Ms. Wilson, it's, ah, on my, um, vagina."

"And I haven't seen one before? As I remember, you insisted on showing it to me twice earlier this year, Sabine."

She walked over to the bed and grasped the sheet. I reluctantly let go and shuddered as she pulled it off me. Melanie, the bitch, helpfully pulled my left leg open and Ms. Wilson peered at my pussy. I was beet red and humiliated. She reached down and lightly touched my pussy.

"It does seem a little inflamed. Let me see the lotion."

Melanie handed it to her and she read the label, with me lying on the bed, legs spread.

"That may help, but if it doesn't get any better in a couple of days, I insist that you see the school doctor, Sabine. But that isn't why I am here. I had some reports of screams and slapping sounds from your room last night and thought I should check on it. What do you two have to say?"

"May I get my robe, Ms. Wilson?"

She nodded, curtly, and I got up and scurried, naked, to the bathroom. Once inside I leaned against the wall, shaking. I knew we were caught and there was going to be hell to pay. I slipped on my robe and tied it tightly and walked back out to face the music. Ms. Wilson was sitting on my chair, the one that I fucked myself on for Melanie and I blushed, wondering what she would think if she knew what it was used for. I sat on my bed and Melanie on her chair.

"I don't know what anyone said, Ms. Wilson, but I did scare Sabine last night and she did scream, but that's all, isn't it?"

Melanie looked at me.

"Yes, Ma'am, she scared me and I screamed, that's all."

"And what about the slapping noises?"

"Well, ah, we had a pillow fight, right Sabine?"

"Yes, we did, that could have those noises, I guess."

Ms. Wilson looked from Melanie to me and then back to Melanie. She frowned.

"Some how I don't think that is the entire truth, girls. Do you want to try again?"

"No, Ms. Wilson, it's the truth. Just like I told you, right Sabine?"

I nodded this time, my mouth was dry and I wasn't sure that I could speak.

"I don't think you are telling me everything. However, if you insist on this story, I must tell you that I am going to be keeping an eye on both of you. Sabine, with your history with others, I will tell you that if you want to talk to me alone, my door is always open. And Melanie, you've been a model student and dorm resident. I would surely think that you would want to tell the truth, so the same goes for you. One last chance, is that your story, scaring leading to screaming and a pillow fight?"

"Yes Ms. Wilson."

Our voices were echoes of each other's. She looked at each of us again and then stood and walked out. The door closed and I sat, shivering.

"Scared me and a pillow fight? Are you crazy?"

"I didn't hear anything from you, Sabine. She didn't give us much time to think up a story, just burst in and confronted us."

"Jesus, she knows something is going on."

"She suspects, but she doesn't have any proof, Sabine. She has to catch us to prove anything."

"She's got a master key for God's sake, she can walk in on us at anytime."

"Well, yes, but what are the chances that we will be doing anything? I would guess slim."

"We have to be careful, Melanie. I can't get caught and have my parents find out and you wouldn't be too happy either."

"We just have to get an apartment off campus or something. I'm not giving you up just because Ms. Wilson got a complaint. We'll just be more careful and you have to learn to keep from screaming."

"I HAVE TO LEARN TO KEEP FROM SCREAMING?? You're the one who was slapping me, if I remember correctly. Perhaps we need to cut that out..."

"If I remember correctly, Sabine, you asked me to keep on slapping you. Or is your memory totally crap?"

"Oh fuck you, Melanie."

Her eyes tightened and she stood up and took my left arm, pulling me up and dragging me into the bathroom. She pushed me against a wall and opened my dirty clothes hamper, pulling out a pair of my soiled underpants.

"Get the robe off now, you little bitch, and get over my knee!"

I stood by the wall, eyes wide. Melanie reached over and pulled me to her, sitting on the toilet. I went down over her knees and she reached under me, yanking my tie loose. She pulled my robe out from under me and yanked it off my left shoulder and down my arm until it was off that side. Then she just flipped it over me and it slid down my right arm to the floor. It was tangled around my right wrist and I was naked again.

"Open."

I tucked my head down and pulled my chin in towards my chest.

"No Melanie, no, don't..."

She responded by pulling my hair back so my head came back up, then she pinched my nostrils until I had to open my mouth to breathe. As soon as my mouth opened, my soiled panties were stuffed inside it. My left arm was twisted up into the small of my back. I tensed and then...

"Whack!"

I jerked up, keening, as my ass was struck.

"Whack!"

My legs kicked and my head tossed. My eyes filled with tears. Melanie reached between my squirming legs and rubbed me on my pussy. In a few moments I had forgotten about her spanking me.

"Whack!"

I remembered again, kicking and blubbering, but her hand went back to teasing my pussy and I whimpered.

"Whack!"

My back arched up and I screamed as she caught me right over my pussy, my sore pussy. My legs bent up and stiffened, my whole body stiffened in agony.

She felt me again, teasing and a finger slipping into a wet, hot pussy. She fiddled with my insides for a few moments.

"Whack!"

I squealed and wriggled on her lap, but her arm holding mine, held me down. She teased my pussy some more.

"Whack!"

I howled into my panties, sucking air through them, tasting myself from the fabric. Melanie whacked me a few more times, heating my ass up nicely, reddening it all over. Then she just pushed me off her knees, letting me fall on my side on the rug in our bathroom. I was lying there, panting and clutching my sore ass, when I heard the key in our door.

"Oh God, she's coming back. Quick, get in the shower."

I hurriedly peeled off my robe and jumped in the shower, grimacing as I turned it on and cold water gushed over me. Melanie picked up her toothbrush and began to brush her teeth. I faced the bathroom so my ass was against the wall. Ms. Wilson walked in. Fuck, I still had my panties in my mouth. I pulled them out and dropped them behind me, facing her and the mirror.

"I was just walking by again and I heard something that sounded like slapping. Another pillow fight, girls?"

I had yanked a washcloth down and was rubbing my face with it. Melanie almost choked.

"Ah, no, I have no idea what you are talking about Ms. Wilson."

She looked at Melanie, then at me.

"Sabine..."

I kept washing my face.

"Sabine!"

I jumped as though I was scared and stared at her through the shower door. Hell, I was scared! My hands went over my breasts and pussy automatically. My mouth worked soundlessly.

"Sabine get out of the shower."

"I don't want to Ms. Wilson."

"Get out or I will drag you out."

I shut off the water and hesitantly opened the door, taking my towel and wrapping it around myself.

"Now I know that you two are lying to me. Let's have the story, now."

Melanie looked at me and then at her. Her eyes came back to me, I was no help, and I was only able to tremble.

"You wouldn't understand."

"Try me."

"Ah, God. Sabine?"

I was resigned to being expelled and having to go home in disgrace, my parents finding out about Melanie and I and thinking that I was no better than a slut. I spoke in a low quavering voice.

"Just tell her."

I had given up and was prepared to take the punishment I was going to get.

"Let's go in the room and at least sit down."

Melanie led and Ms. Wilson and I followed. The two of them sat down, but I didn't, making Melanie grin at me. She was taking this a little too well for me.

"Ah, we play games."

'Games, what sort of games?"

"Ah, Jesus..."

"Oh for Christ's sake, Melanie, they are sort of sexy games, Ma'am."

"Give me an example."

"Ah, Melanie spanks me."

"Really?"

I could see that this wasn't going anywhere. I moved over so I was in front of them but facing away. I swallowed and let my towel loose. My hands, still holding the ends of the towel fell to my sides and the towel slowly slid down my back until my reddened ass was bare.

"Jesus!"

I stood, my ass bare, trembling. I knew that this was the end for my school career. I heard her get up behind me and walk closer.

"Does it hurt, Sabine?"

"Ah, at the time, yes, but now it's just very warm and ah, um, arousing..."

I heard movement closer and then a soft hand touched my ass, making me flinch and sigh. It moved over my red and roughened skin lightly, feeling the heat bubbling out from it. I alternately pressed back, whimpering and pulled away, gasping as the touch was soft and then more insistent. The hand, Ms. Wilson's hand, left me and I stood, facing away, blushing and not a little aroused.

"And that's it? Just a spanking?"

Melanie walked up beside me and turned my face. She looked at me and then her lips moved to my ear. She whispered.

"You decide what to tell her darling. Whatever you want and nothing you don't."

She stepped back and sat.

"What else do you do, Sabine?"

I turned to face her, letting the towel fall to the floor.

"Melanie dominates me, Ms. Wilson. She does what she wants and I let her."

"So then I should be asking Melanie?"

No, she won't tell you. It has to be my decision. And I am not sure of what to tell you."

"Why?"

"Because you'll use it against us and judge us. It isn't for everyone and because of that people think its wrong. And I don't want to be expelled nor have Melanie expelled."

"And if I listen and say nothing, do nothing?"

"Your word?"

"Yes, you have my word, as long as I feel you are not being pressured."

I took her sleeve and walked to Melanie, standing in front of her. Ms. Wilson was standing to our sides. I moved my feet apart and looked at Melanie, then bent and kissed her. I straightened up and took a hand, placing it on my left breast. Melanie looked up at me and squeezed it softly. I closed my eyes and sucked in a breath.

"Do what you want, Melanie. Its Sabine, remember."

She looked at me and stood. Then she looked at Ms. Wilson. She squeezed harder, making me gasp. Her thumb and index finger pinched my nipple and twisted it. I opened my eyes to see her face in front of mine, and then I looked to my right where Ms. Wilson was staring at her hand and my breast. I whimpered and pushed into the hand, wanting more. Melanie knew. She let go of my breast and then slapped it, hard, making me gasp and making my breast bounce and sway. Then she pinched the nipple again. Her other hand was between my legs, rubbing. I was in heaven with the rubbing. She slapped me again and I sucked in a breath. I let Melanie do what she wanted for a few moments. Then I hugged her, kissed her. I stepped back.

"Sit down Ms. Wilson, please."

I walked to Melanie's dresser and took out the dildo and plug and lubricant. I walked back and set them on my desk.

"Where is the rest?"

"Bottom drawer."

I walked back and bent, opening the drawer and finding the harness and the handcuffs. I picked them up and walked back, setting everything down on my desk.

Ms. Wilson stared at all the toys and then at me, standing naked in front of her. Then she looked at Melanie.

"And all this is consensual?"

"Does she look like she is being forced?"

"There are things that I don't really like, but I get things I do like if I do them."

"Such as?"

I picked up the anal plug.

"This in my bottom. I get something I want for that. And there are other things that don't involve toys that I get something for. It isn't a one way street, Ms. Wilson."

"It's not that I don't want to believe you and you are both of age, but..."

I sighed and picked up the plug and lubricant and handed them to Melanie.

"Are you sure, darling?"

I just nodded and bent over my desk, resting my elbows on it. My reddened ass stuck out

"Ms. Wilson, participate so you will keep quiet. Pull her cheeks open."

I felt strange hands on my ass and my cheeks were pulled apart, exposing everything. Melanie dripped lubricant on my anus and rubbed, then slid her finger up my ass. I whimpered and twitched a little as it went in. Melanie played with me, then slid another finger in with the first, twisting them inside me.

"Enough, darling?"

I nodded. I felt the plug at my anus and another drizzle of lubricant, glad for her consideration. The plug pushed forward and was turned and slipped inside a little. I gasped but held as still as I could. Another push and more slid into me, making my anus stretch.

"Oh my God..."

Another push and I felt my anus feel impossibly open and then the largest part was past my ring and I gulped a breath. I still didn't like it, but it was the easiest thing I could think of to show her. I didn't want her to watch Melanie do me or to sit on a dildo or to have Melanie pee on me. And I certainly didn't want my pussy smacked again, at least not for a while.

I sucked in another breath, trembling. I looked over my shoulder to see Ms. Wilson staring at my bare, filled ass.

"Satisfied Ms. Wilson?"

She reached out and barely touched the base of the plug. I winced, my ass was a little sore from the ass fucking I had taken last night.

"Actually, no, Sabine. You still could be doing this under pressure. You could be afraid to say anything. Just like before with Rebecca and Amy. And don't think I am stupid and can't figure things out."

"What would it take to make you believe us, Ms. Wilson."

"I think I should move you out of this room, Sabine. It looks to me like you are being taken advantage of again."

"No, Ms. Wilson, no, please, I will do anything you say if you let me stay with Melanie, please..."

She was taken aback by how fervently I begged her. I certainly didn't do that the first time she caught me in a compromising position.

"Then tell me what goes on in here, truthfully and completely."

Melanie looked at me. I looked at her. Then I looked at Ms. Wilson. Melanie turned and walked to the window. Then she turned around.

"Ms. Wilson, you are not being fair to Sabine. You are asking her to tell you intimate details of her life. You can't expect her to tell you."

"And if I am correct and you have some hold on her? And you are using it for your selfish pleasure?"

"What would it take for me to show you that we love each other?"

I started to open my mouth. It wasn't being fair to me, but it wouldn't be fair to Melanie either.

"No Sabine. Let her ask me. She isn't going to humiliate you just to satisfy her perverted curiosity."

Ms. Wilson glared at Melanie. I was beginning to get nervous that things would be said that never could be taken back. I stepped in between the two of them.

"Just stop it, stop it. I don't want this anymore than I want to leave Melanie. I just want it over and you to leave us alone, Ms. Wilson."

She looked at me, then at Melanie.

"Fine, show me that you truly love her, Melanie."

"If I do, this is over and we get to live our life the way we want to?"

"Um, yes, but I think you two are going to have to move from this room to another, more private room. I can't have students and residents coming to me about noises that they are concerned about and not do anything. If you stay here, it's going to come up again, if you two aren't lying to me."

"Where is this room?"

"It's on the top floor and at the end of the right hall. No one else is within fifty feet of you."

"Jesus, that's five flights of stairs!"

"A small price to pay for true love, isn't it?"

"Melanie, let it be. We'll have some privacy until we can move out of here."

Melanie looked at me and smiled.

"All right Ms. Wilson. You win, now sit down and watch how much I love her."

Melanie removed the towel wrapped around her think mane of blonde hair. She led me to my bed and gently sat me down, stroking my face when I winced.

"Sorry darling, but don't say things that anger me."

She slipped off her robe, standing naked in front of Ms. Wilson and I. Her firm breasts stood out from her chest, nipples erect. Her slim torso gleamed in the light shining through our window. I looked at her, still surprised that she wanted to be with me. She was good looking, attractive and I was plain, a nobody. Melanie knelt in front of me.

"Let me, Sabine."

I flushed, looking at Ms. Wilson. I let Melanie open my legs and gasped when she bent down and kissed my pussy. Then she looked up at Ms. Wilson. She mouthed "watch" to her and then bent down and buried her face in my pussy, kissing and licking me. This time I was the one being loved and I reached down and stroked her hair, whimpering as she drove me slowly crazy. Ms. Wilson was staring at the two of us, both naked and one licking the other's pussy. I watched her, the look of disbelief on her face. And then I had to close my eyes and I clutched Melanie's head in my hands

"Oh God, Melanie, oh God, I love you"

She licked, kissed and sucked on my pussy right in front of Ms. Wilson, naked and seemingly unashamed. I was, however. I was bright red. I could feel the heat in my face. It felt hotter than the heat in my spanked ass.

Melanie lifted my legs up, rolling my ass up and gently removed the anal plug. Then she kissed my anus, something she had never done before. Then she licked it, making sure that Ms. Wilson was able to see exactly what she was kissing and licking. I was moaning when she moved back up and licked my lips and clitoris, lovingly and tenderly, laving each inch of my pussy with her tongue. I was soaking and little tremors had started in my stomach, my abdomen. My hips lifted to her mouth and she sucked and licked me harder, flicking her tongue across my clitoris until I exploded, keening and bucking my hips up and down. Melanie licked and kissed me until I slumped down. I had little after shocks shooting through me, making me twitch. Melanie sat back on her heels and looked at Ms. Wilson.

"Satisfied?"

"Um, maybe."

"Maybe? Maybe? Good God, Ms. Wilson! We are not going to drag everything we do into your dirty little mind!"

I had been slumped back, panting, until I heard that.

"Melanie, stop it."

I looked at Ms. Wilson.

"If I tell you everything, this is over, right? It doesn't come up again and we get the room away from everyone, so we can do what we want and no one's tender sensibilities are corrupted...right?"

She nodded. I made her write it out on a sheet of paper and then sign it. I put the paper in my middle desk drawer for the time being. I sat back down. I looked at Melanie. She was fuming, pissed off and ready to argue some more.

"Get dressed and go out for a while. Take about twenty minutes."

I sat, still naked, as Melanie dressed. She walked to our door and turned to Ms. Wilson.

"If anything happens when I am gone that Sabine doesn't like, I will get you somehow, Ms. Wilson, some way. You'll pay for hurting my girl. I promise you that and you had better believe it."

She turned, opened the door and stalked out, slamming it behind her.

Ms. Wilson turned to me, white-faced and angry.

"Just let it be and listen to me. Melanie and I didn't do much of anything at first but talk a little and be students. But I needed more and she and I found that for me. I proceeded to tell her about the night I had gone flashing with her and how she stripped me naked in front of the guys at the other school. And the little show at the gas station. I told her how I masturbated in front of Melanie of that night, exploding in an orgasm in front of her.

I told her about my stripping in the cornfield and then walking naked to find Melanie and her car. I told her about the two men seeing me naked and then Melanie buying the dildo and using it on me to make me come once more.

I told her about Melanie tying me up for the first time, stripping me naked and putting the dildo in me, right in front of our window. How she tied me on her bed and had me lick her pussy until she orgasmed and how she teased me unmercifully until I felt as though I was going to implode. I assured her that I liked that a lot. Ms. Wilson was dumbfounded that two eighteen-year-old girls were doing these things to each other. My first spanking...so deliciously naughty.

I told her about us going to the adult store, which shocked her, and how Melanie had pulled down my panties in the store and all the things she bought for us. Not for her, for us. And then having me use the dildo on the chair in front of her naked and bouncing up and down. And then later when she used the harness on me, fucking me in bed and then having me lick her pussy until she orgasmed.

The day that Melanie first used the anal plug on me and then fucked my ass, rubbing my pussy while she did, until I came. And me licking her pussy again.

I'm not stupid though, I didn't tell her about being peed on or the night with Erin, when they both used me and spanked me. I didn't think she would believe that I willingly let Melanie pee on me or that having another person fuck me and pee on me was something I was willing to do for Melanie.

I told her about the two of us licking each other together and then how Melanie got me into a role, playing a mind game with me and using a little physical punishment. I probably shouldn't have said anything, but she had already seen Melanie slapping my breasts. I thought, she'll either believe or not that I like it, I like giving up to Melanie.

I told her a little about our games and my desire to be dominated and Melanie's ability to dominate me. Not everything though. I didn't want all my dirty laundry on the floor.

She just stared at me throughout the entire recitation.

"So Melanie has intercourse with you but you don't with her."

"She told me she is a virgin, Ms. Wilson. I don't need that from her anyway; I get enough other things out of this so that is a luxury. If she wants me to do it to her, she'll let me know. I trust her."

Ms. Wilson shook her head.

"I'm still having trouble believing that you are doing this without some coercion, Sabine. It just doesn't seem to be you."

"Still waters run deep Ms. Wilson. You made your offer to both of us that we could come to you anytime and talk if we are not happy. You got me away from the other two and now you want to break up something I am so happy with...can't you just believe me? Didn't you just see me willingly let Melanie put the plug in my ass? Didn't you just see Melanie strip naked in front of you and lick both my pussy and anus? What else can we do to prove it to you? Anything we do, you'll still think the same, that these two girls cannot be truthful. What they are doing is wrong because of your upbringing, Ms. Wilson. It would be better if you came into this room and we each had a guy on top of us, wouldn't it? You may not like that either, but it fits the way things are "supposed" to be much better. Well, Ms. Wilson, not everyone in the world is what they are "supposed" to be. I mean, Jesus, there is a gay and lesbian organization on this campus!"

"Yes, there is but neither of you belong to it."

"So, if I joined would that make you believe us?"

She sighed. I watched her.

"No, it wouldn't make a difference. I just can't believe that you two, ah God."

"Just let us be and keep your promise to us. Let us have that room. You still have your master key. We can't keep you out of the room we are in, but let us have each other. I love Melanie."

"Even with what she does to you? Sabine, think for God's sake."

"I have thought. I have used my mind and I want this. We have something special, Ms. Wilson. In four years we may go our separate ways, but we have something now, something wonderful and caring in our own way. Don't take that away from us, please."

The door opened and Melanie walked in, shutting it softly. She walked up to me and sat down beside me, putting her arm around my shoulders. She looked at me and then Ms. Wilson.

"Well?"

"Ms. Wilson, the ball is in your court. I will tell you that you can move us apart, but you can't keep us apart. Do what you have to do and so will we."

"Ah, God, against my better judgment, you can have that room, together, but I still may check on the two of you."

"Jesus Christ, then we have no privacy."

"Take it or leave it. That's all I can say or do right now, but I still don't like this whole situation."

Melanie was going to say more, but I put a finger on her lips and shook my head. I smiled at her. Then I looked at Ms. Wilson.

"All right, the deal is we can stay together but in that top floor room. You'll keep everything you've seen and heard to yourself, correct?"

She nodded.

"Then we move in today. Melanie, we have to pack our stuff and haul it up there. So, let's get busy. Ms. Wilson, can we have a key for our new room, please."

She got up and nodded once more and left.

"Christ, I didn't think you were this assertive, Sabine."

"I just know what I want and will do whatever I have to do to get it, Melanie. Now let's get moving, I want to be up there before this day is over."

We started packing our clothes, stripped the beds and looked at all our books and sighed. This was not going to be a good day for some things. What only took a couple of hours when we moved in at the start of the year took us six hours with the five flights of stairs we had to climb with each load. And we didn't have our parents to help us this time, just the two of us.

We were exhausted, sweaty and dirty by the time we were done. Ms. Wilson watched us and lent a hand with some things but we were pretty much on our own. There were some perks with the room and its bathroom, however. The room was much bigger. Ms. Wilson had told us that much earlier in the college's days that this was an assistant resident's room. The bed was a little bigger than what we had, but it was only one bed. That left a large open area where the second bed would have been. At least for now, anyway. We were going to have to get a second bed in here before long, but neither of us was up to hauling a mattress and a bed frame today. We needed another dresser too. The bathroom was beautiful. It had a large sink with a huge counter and mirror, a shower, bigger than ours was and a huge claw foot tub. When Melanie saw that, her eyes lit up. I knew that look. It probably meant something interesting for me, later.

Ms. Wilson helped us with the last load of our stuff. She watched us explore our new home, smiling at how excited we both were. She was all right, for a tight assed, mid thirties woman.

"Can we make some modifications to the rooms?"

I looked at Melanie and she smirked at me.

"I have some ideas already."

Then she giggled. I blushed, wondering what they might be.

"Check with me first, Melanie."

Yes, Ma'am."

"I'm hot, sweaty and dirty and I am going to take a shower."

After saying that, I stripped naked and walked into the bathroom. Ms. Wilson just shook her head.

"Girls, don't make me regret this."

"We won't, we promise, and we will be discreet."

"I'm counting on that, because if you aren't we will all be leaving the school and I might have to move in with the two of you."

I had stopped when I heard her words and walked back out. I leaned against the doorframe, naked and watched her leave us, shutting the door firmly behind her.

We slept together that night, naked and holding each other after I had licked Melanie to orgasm.


I was still fuming the next morning. How could that witch come to us and ask us to this, this, fuckerware party? Why did she even think we would go? And why was Melanie even thinking about it?

I was lying in bed, mumbling to myself when Melanie woke up.

"Don't you have a class?"

"I don't want to go, I have something on my mind that is bothering me."

"Class is more important. Get up and get dressed and go."

"You aren't my mother, Melanie."

Oops. She sat up in her bed and fixed me with a stare.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing, Melanie."

"I think I heard something about a mother, Sabine?"

Ah, shit. I was caught and might as well admit it.

"I said that you aren't my mother, Melanie."

"I see. I knew that I wasn't your mother, Sabine. I think you do too. Was there some other meaning that I should attach to that statement?"

"Just that I am old enough to take care of myself and I don't need you mothering me. There is something on my mind that I need to work out and until then I won't be able to concentrate on anything."

"And that is?"

"Nothing that would interest you."

"I think I will be the judge of that, thank you. What is it?"

"I don't want to go to any stupid party with Ms. Wilson and her friends."

"And what if I want to go and bring you with me?"

"I don't want to go, period. If you do, fine, I'll be here when you get back."

"I think that you are missing something here, Sabine. I said and bring you with me."

"I don't want to go, I don't like her anymore and I don't know any of her friends and probably wouldn't like them either."

"That's fine, you don't have to like them. And I don't want to hear anymore about it. If I decide we are going, we are going. That means you and I, Sabine. Not me, but you and I."

"I looked at her and saw the look she was giving me. My anger at the whole thing was bubbling and it didn't register.

"I don't..."

"Enough, Sabine. Remember what you said to me. I set the rules, right? I make the decisions, right? You mind me. I don't want to hear another word. Is that clear, perfectly clear to you?"

It started to sink in but my mouth was faster than my brain for once.

"I don't..."

She was out of her bed in an instant, grabbed my hair and pulled me out of mine. I squealed as she dragged me to the door.

"No, Melanie, my class, no..."

The door opened and she dragged me down the hall, struggling with her, trying to get her hand out of my hair. I was naked; she didn't allow me to wear any nightgowns to bed anymore. And I was staring frantically down the hall to where the other girl's rooms were.

"Melanie, I 'm sorry, I really am, I'm sorry, I'll be good, I promise..."

In the punishment room and she turned me away from her. She pulled my arms back and held my wrists in one hand while the other smacked my ass, hard. I squealed.

"Shut up unless you want the rest of the floor down here, watching, you silly bitch."

She lifted my wrists up so I had to bend over and then proceeded to smack my cheeks hard and over and over until they were all hot and red. I could hear the smacks and wanted to scream, but I didn't want anyone down here to see this. The slapping noises as her hand hit my ass were loud enough anyway. I bit my lip and squirmed but kept silent. She really gave me a good hand spanking, the first really good one I had ever received and it was amazing to me how much it heated my ass. Then she grabbed my hair again and dragged me out of the room and back to ours.

"Now, will you argue with me again, Sabine?"

"No, Melanie. I promise."

I tried to sneak a rub to my cheeks. Of course she noticed.

"No rubbing. Get dressed, no bra or panties. After class come back here immediately, understand?"

"Yes, Melanie."

Damn her, she knew I hated going braless. I jiggled, even as small as I was and my nipples, they always stuck out. I'd get looks and blush and I hated it. As I pulled up a pair of jeans, I winced. Christ, she could hit hard! I pulled on a top and grabbed my books, hurrying so I wouldn't be late for class. Melanie watched me, standing in her nightie, not looking at all happy. I dashed out the door without saying goodbye.

My class was boring, but I was good in this subject so I didn't mind too much after I got there. It was the instructor, not the subject matter so I could get into that. It made the time go fast and helped me to forget Melanie for a while. It was an hour and half class and I talked with a couple of girls I knew from it afterwards, forgetting that I was to be back right after class. Yeah, I know, pretty stupid.

I walked back, enjoying the Indian summer weather and took my time climbing the stairs to our room. When I walked in I saw Melanie, looking at her watch and frowning at me. Then I saw Ms. Wilson and another woman about her age sitting on our couch. I understood Melanie immediately. She was pissed off that I dawdled on the way back from class and my stomach did a flip. My ass wasn't sore, but it still felt warm from my spanking earlier today. A nice warm feeling, but I didn't want another. I watched Ms. Wilson and the other woman look me up and down. I was nervous because of Melanie's obvious pique at me, but I also didn't think I liked how they were looking at me.

"Well?"

"I'm sorry, I forgot, Melanie. I just talked to two girls for a minute."

"I wasn't talking to you, Sabine."

"I think she'll do."

My face swiveled to the two women.

"It's kind of hard to tell, though."

I just stared at them for a second, then turned to Melanie.

"I don't understand..."

"Shush, Sabine."

She turned to them, ignoring me. She had a smirk on her face.

"Hard to tell?"

"Well, she does have quite a bit of clothes on and it is a lingerie party."

Melanie giggled. Then she turned to me and my stomach dropped. She had her Melanie smirk going full bore today.

"Take off your clothes."

"I don't want.."

"Sabine."

I got the look she gave me. I sniffled softly and slowly pushed off my shoes. I didn't want to do this, but I was afraid of another spanking. I bent and pulled off my socks, delaying as much as possible. I whispered to Melanie.

"I don't have underwear on."

"So?"

My eyes started to tear up and my lower lip began to tremble. I closed my eyes and grasped the bottom of my top. My hands were shaking. I slowly pulled up my top, over my head and off and clutched it in front of me. Melanie held out her hand and took it from me. I crossed my arms over my breasts and stood, blushing and humiliated.

"Sabine."

I whimpered softly and lowered my hands to my jeans, baring my little breasts. I fumbled with the button, finally getting it undone, but looked at Melanie once more, begging her with my eyes. She just looked back at me, no expression on her face other than expectation. I moaned and unzipped my jeans and then began the stupid dance we all do when we take off tight pants while standing. I squirmed and wriggled, finally getting them off my hips and then bent over to tug them down, hiding my pussy from them. I finally got them off and Melanie took them away from me also, leaving me naked. I had one arm over my breasts and one hand clamped over my pussy. I was blushing and trembling. I could feel how hard my nipples had gotten and I was not going to touch my pussy, afraid of how wet it might be.

"She looks fine, but it's still hard to tell with her hands in front of her."

"Sabine, hands at your sides."

I gave Melanie a look after she said that, not moving, she couldn't mean that.

"Sabine!"

My hands dropped immediately, baring everything. My face was hot and red. I looked at the two women, who were unashamedly looking at my body. I closed my eyes and shivered. It was good, but humiliating. I liked it when Melanie made me take my clothes off, but lately it had mostly been her and I. Just a few times with Ms. Wilson and she had seen me naked before. This new woman was acting a little too interested in me for my comfort.

"Can we see the rest?"

"Turn around, Sabine, slowly."

I was happy to do that, since it took my pussy and breasts out of their sight, but it also made me show my ass, my fat ass, to them. My lip was trembling all over again. I turned in a circle ending up with me facing them once more.

"She'll do just fine, but I think the hair should go."

My mouth opened, my eyes went wide, and I stared at her and then turned to Melanie.

"I don't..."

"Shush. Anything else?"

"No, I think she'll do very well."

With that they stood and walked to our door.

"See you at the party."

The door opened and they stepped outside. Melanie swiftly walked up to me and grabbed my hair, pulling me towards the door.

"No, no, please, no.."

"Shut up, Sabine. You are going to learn not to talk back to me or to ignore what I tell you to do if I have to do this every hour on the hour."

I was dragged into the hall, seeing Ms. Wilson and her friend stop and turn. They watched Melanie drag me into the punishment room, smirking. I could have died! And then when she bent me over again and swatted me I began to cry, humiliated, that they had seen me hauled down the hall, naked, and that they knew I was being spanked. They couldn't help but hear the sound the smacks on my bare ass made as Melanie whacked me. Harder than she had already this morning. Much harder. And they had to hear me bawling like a baby. I was so humiliated!

Melanie smacked me good again and then left me bent over and bawling, to make my own way back to our room. I finally managed to stop crying, wiped my eyes and walked out to see them standing, facing me and I sniffled again. I stepped out and put my hands behind me, trying to hide my red ass, but mentally I knew it didn't make any difference. They knew, they knew that I had just been spanked and it was so embarrassing.

Melanie was waiting for me, standing in our door. She took my hand and kissed my cheek, making me stand in the hall.

"I don't want to spank you darling, but I also want you to mind. Will you?"

I nodded yes, trying not to look over my shoulder, back down the hall. I was nervous, thinking of someone walking our way and seeing me standing naked in the hall. I kept my eyes focused on her, even though it was hard not to look behind me.

Finally she let me inside and she led me into the bathroom. Sitting on the counter was a pair of scissors, ladies shave cream and a razor. My eyes filled again.

"Melanie, I don't want to be shaved completely. I'll look like a little girl. I'll hate it."

"Darling, it's just until after the party. Then you can grow it back just like it is. Now hop up on the counter and lean back and spread your legs."

Lip trembling once more, I did as I was told and watched her pick up the scissors. I closed my eyes and listened to the snips and felt the tugs on my pubic hair. I cried silently, tears leaking out of my eyes and trickling down my cheeks. I heard the hiss of the foam and Melanie rubbing it on me and then the scrapes of the razor across my skin. I didn't open my eyes until she wiped the excess foam off my pussy. I looked down and sniffled. I looked like a twelve-year old girl!

Melanie rubbed some lotion on me, making me whimper softly and then she thrust the first two fingers of her right hand up my pussy and rubbed her thumb over my clitoris. Her left hand found a breast and teased it, squeezed it, rolled the nipple and soon I was panting and squirming my ass on the counter. Just before my stomach was going to contract and my orgasm hit me; she stopped and pulled her fingers out. I looked at her through teary eyes and she smirked at me. Her hand lifted and I sighed and opened my mouth, sucking my juice off her fingers and feeling my abdomen knot up from denial. She let me clean her fingers and thumb and then stepped back.

"Maybe later, Sabine, right now you have class."

If I didn't love her so much I could have cheerfully strangled her right then. I slipped off the counter and looked at my reflection in the mirror above it. I sniffled. I was bare down there, nothing at all and it was humiliating, because with my tiny breasts I looked so young. I sighed. Melanie would get her way one way or another, I realized that, but did she have to do things like this to me?

I walked into the main room, she was already seated on our couch and she looked up at me and smirked, making me feel worse than I already did. I walked over to my dresser to get a pair of panties and a bra.

"What do you think you are doing?"

"I'm getting some underwear."

"What did I tell you earlier?"

I looked at her and then it dawned on me. Before my first class she had said no bra or panties, but she couldn't mean that still, could she?

"Um, no bra or panties?"

"Yes, Sabine, very good. Now tell me why you are in your underwear drawer?"

"I, um, didn't think, ah, you meant all day..."

She smiled at me.

"Actually I didn't mean all day, but now that you mention it, Sabine, that sounds like a good idea, doesn't it? Let me pick out a nice outfit for you to wear."

"Um, my jeans are fine, Melanie."

"Oh, I don't think so, we want you to look your best, Sabine."

She got up and went to the large closet that we shared. I heard her rummaging around, hangers moving and then she came out. Melanie was holding my shortest skirt and a spaghetti strap top. She walked over to me and held them out.

"I can't wear this without underwear, Melanie, please."

"Tell me that you are not talking back to me, darling..."

I took the skirt and top and shut up. I slipped the top on and then the skirt and walked into the bathroom to look in the mirror. Jesus! My nipples weren't erect but they were showing noticeably and my skirt was mid-thigh, standing up. I hated to think of where the hem would go when I sat down. I walked back out.

"Melanie..."

She looked up from her textbook that she had been reading.

"Enjoy your class, Sabine."

I sniffled quietly and picked up my books for this class and walked out the door, careful to not slam it, like I wanted to do. Shit, I didn't want to go to class! Not now, dressed as I was, but if I didn't and she found out. I sighed and headed to the stairs, blushing as I thought what someone might see if they were coming up as I was going down. I hurried down the stairs, meeting a few people but I don't think anyone noticed. Walking across campus to the building for my class wasn't too bad, except for the cool air on my pussy, but when I got in the classroom I looked for a place in the back but there wasn't one. I had to sit in the third row from the front and I as I sat down I heard a whisper.

"Why doesn't she just wear a belt, it would be longer than that skirt."

I blushed. I heard snickers behind me and I think everyone in the class heard too, because it really wasn't a whisper that was meant not to be heard. It was one of those that everyone was supposed to hear and they did. I sat unable to control my blushing, like always, and kept my knees clamped together. The guy sitting next to me smiled at me, but it was at my nipples, not my face. His look never rose above my neck. A guy and girl in front of me turned and looked at me. The girl glanced at my skirt and snorted, as if I was whore or something. The guy stared at my legs as if he had never seen legs before. I was never so happy in all my life as I was when that class was over.

When I got back from class, Melanie was quiet and thoughtful. She did look at me and say hello but she had been studying and went back to that. I wondered if there was something she wanted to say and waited for her, but I soon realized that I had been sort of neglecting my schoolwork, so I sat down to study also. We spent a good share of the afternoon together, but silent and each in their own world. I did notice that she would look at me from time to time, speculatively, and then go back to her texts. I'm sure that I didn't see each time that she looked but enough that I shivered inside. We went to dinner together, each fairly quiet although we did talk some.

We got back to the room and studied some more until I had had enough and put some soft music on. I sat on the couch and curled my legs underneath me, letting the music take over my thoughts and not really paying much attention to anything. I was relaxed and thinking about bed when Melanie closed her text and turned to me.

"Sabine, darling, remember what we decided on for us?"

I was startled slightly, she had been sort of distant and I didn't expect her to talk to me tonight. The thought that she might ignore me hurt. I was happy that she decided to say something to me.

"Um, sort of, Melanie. I'm not sure what you are asking me, though."

"Do you remember that you told me that I set the rules, darling?"

I shivered when she said this to me.

"Um, yes, Melanie, I guess I do."

I wasn't sure where this was leading.

"Good, and I am sure that you meant what you said, right?"

"Ah, yes, I did, Melanie."

"Good, then take off your clothes, darling."

I shuddered inside, but I stood up, feeling that something nice was going to happen to me and I wanted it very much. I undressed, not coyly, but almost eagerly, folding each item as I removed it. I wasn't wearing much anyway and I was soon naked, standing and looking at her. My anticipation was strong. I was shivering and getting aroused without having her touch me. Just the act of stripping while she still was dressed was good for me.

"Now, darling, my top dresser drawer. The lubricant and the strapon, get them."

I had trouble getting myself to move, but I finally did. While I walked to her dresser, Melanie got up from her desk and walked to the couch, sitting down on it. I walked back with the lubricant and strapon, extending my hands to give them to her. She did take the strapon, but left the lubricant in my hand.

"Now darling, kneel down, facing away from me, put your head on the floor and lubricate your asshole."

I sucked in a breath. I was not happy at all with this command, because always before Melanie had done this, I had done it one day, just to show her how much I loved her. I had never had to lubricate myself other than that. Melanie always did it for me. Besides, I knew what she wanted and she knew that I didn't like it. I stood, staring at her, unhappy.

"Sabine, did you mean what you said or was it just talk?"

I shuddered and turned away from her, my eyes filling. I knelt and lowered my face to the floor and opened the top of the bottle. Reaching back, I drizzled the lubricant between my cheeks, sniffling softly and then set the bottle down. I shuddered as one hand reached back and rubbed between my cheeks, finding my asshole and rubbing the lubricant on it.

"Put a finger inside, darling."

I was trembling, so ashamed as she watched me humiliate myself for her. I slowly inserted a finger in my asshole and shivered.

"Move it in and out, darling, finger your asshole for me."

I did as I was told, blushing and feeling so embarrassed. She watched me humiliate myself for her for a while.

"Where is your finger Sabine?"

"In my ass, Melanie."

"Does it feel good, darling?"

"I don't like it."

"Put another finger in darling. Open yourself up for me."

I gave out a soft sob and grimacing, inserted another finger.

I felt so full, there, stretched open and disgustingly dirty and nasty.

"Twist them around and in and out, darling. It will help."

I did as I was told, Melanie smirking at me, I knew she was smirking. I could see that look, even with my face on the rug. It was burned into my mind. I heard clothes rustling behind me. My ass felt open, distended. I felt her kneel behind me and I shuddered.

"What are you doing, darling/"

"I'm fingering myself, Melanie."

"Oh goodness, you are fingering your pussy?"

"No, Melanie."

"If you aren't fingering your pussy, then what could it be?"

"Oh God, Melanie, please..."

"Oh darling, you can tell me."

"Oh Jesus, Melanie, I am fingering my ass."

"Sabine! Only dirty sluts finger their ass. Are you?"

"Yes, Melanie, I'm a dirty slut."

She then slapped my ass cheeks, making me squeal. I should have, but I didn't expect that.

"That's good, darling. Dirty sluts should be spanked, don't you think? Now take your fingers out and reach back. You know what goes in your hand, don't you?"

I closed my eyes, even if I couldn't see anything because of the position I was in and reached back, finding the cock she had on. I touched it and shivered inside. I lightly took it in my hand.

"Now put it where I want it, darling."

I knew what she wanted, she wanted to make me ashamed and humiliated and I slowly pulled it forward, sensing her moving closer as I did. I pulled it and her closer and finally the head was between my cheeks. Moaning softly, I knelt, waiting.

"Now, darling, take both hands and spread your cheeks for me. Hold them open until I say you can let go."

I felt so submissive as I reached back with both hands and whimpered softly as I took hold of my ass. Then, swallowing, I slowly pulled my ass open. I felt Melanie move until the head of her cock was at my ring and I gave a soft sob as she pushed forward. My ring resisted, but it was inevitable. The head pushed through it and I gasped, feeling stretched and dirty. Melanie let me kneel, feeling it inside me, just inside for a few moments. Then she began to speak to me.

"I expect you to mind me, darling."

As she said this, she thrust in until her hips hit my ass, making me gasp. Oh God, it hurt going in! She wasn't being gentle with me; she was just taking my ass.

"I don't want to hear any back talk or any negative comments."

She pulled back as she said this and slammed up my ass at the end.

"I do not want to have to spank you everyday, but I will if it is the only way that you will learn."

The cock slipped back and slammed into my ass once more. I was whimpering softly. My ass felt so full. It was hurting a little, I was struggling to relax my ring so it wouldn't hurt, not entirely successfully. My natural tendency, because I didn't like being fucked up the ass, was to tense up, which wasn't good.

"If you understand, push back, darling."

I whimpered once more and hesitantly pushed back, this time moving my ass to engulf her cock. moaning as it filled me.

"I don't expect you to like this or some other things that may happen, but I do expect obedience from you."

As I pushed back again, she drove her hips forward, impaling my ass on her cock once more. I felt shamed, dirty, slutty, humiliated.

"Do you understand me, darling?"

I whimpered, softly.

"Y-y-yes, Melanie."

"Will I have any more problems with you, darling?"

"N-n-no, Melanie."

As she was asking me these questions, she was forcefully thrusting up my ass. Her hips slapped against me, making a smacking sound that was so shameful to me, knowing that she was in my ass, deep in it.

"I don't believe that you will be able to obey always darling, but know that I expect it and that there will be consequences if you don't. Now tell me where my cock is, darling."

"I-I-In m-m-my ass."

"Yes it is. And what is it doing to you?"

"I-I-it's fucking m-m-my ass."

"Do you like it, darling? Do you like my cock up your ass?"

"N-n-no."

"Oh, does it make my little girl feel bad?"

"Y-y-yes."

"But you know that I like it, don't you? I like watching your ass open up for me, watching you shudder as it goes in. I like knowing that you don't really love it, darling. I like knowing that you feel nasty and dirty and ashamed."

She plunged her cock in and out of me, fucking my ass. She reached forward and grabbed my hair; pulling my body up, making my back arch and me gasp as she did. She held me up with one hand and with the other she found a nipple and pulled on it harshly, making me gasp once more.

"Just remember what will happen to you every time that you ignore me or don't mind, Sabine. Your tight little ass will be spanked and you may get your ass fucked. Right after your ass is spanked or paddled. You do understand me, don't you?"

"Y-y-y-yes Melanie."

I shivered as she pounded me, my asshole, moaning softly in shame. She reached down and teased my pussy, flicking my clitoris in time with her thrusts. She teased and tormented me, until I was mindlessly pushing back to meet her thrusts, panting and gasping as I was fucked. She knew me, knew when I was so close to the point of no return. She stopped rubbing my pussy and clitoris and pinched and twisted a nipple, hard, making me whine and forget that she had been teasing me. She pounded my ass, fucking it, until she felt that I really understood what she meant. Then she pulled out, leaving me shuddering in front of her. She roughly pulled my face around until it was in front of her cock. I knew what she expected and with a soft cry of dismay, I opened my mouth and she pushed her cock inside it.

"Suck, darling. Clean my cock from your ass."

I had tears running down my cheeks, so ashamed, so humiliated, but I sucked her cock. I tasted my ass on it, screwing up my face at the taste, but it was what she wanted. I sucked her, using my tongue and lips, a look of distaste on my face. Melanie smirked at me. She tilted my head so she could watch the expressions on my face and I sobbed softly around her cock, sucking, as she wanted me to, sucking until she felt I had been humiliated enough. Melanie pulled back, her cock leaving my mouth and she moved back to the couch. She pulled down her harness and opened her legs.

I sniffled, not seeing all that well through my tears but well enough to know what she expected from me, demanded from me. I crawled forward and put my face in her pussy. I licked her pussy and clitoris, split her lips open with my tongue and thrust it into her pussy. Her hands came to my head and stroked me gently as I licked and kissed her pussy. This was much better. I loved licking her. I loved feeling her stiffen as my tongue licked her and from my efforts to give her pleasure. And I was always rewarded for it, Melanie always came and this night was no different. Her hands stroked my hair, my cheek, and I listened to her breathing become faster, change to soft moans. I felt her hands stroke my face lovingly, and then she tensed, lifted up, and mashed her pussy to my mouth. She clutched my head tighter and then she came, rubbing her pussy on my face as I licked and kissed her. Melanie came on my face, holding my head to her pussy as her spasms and shaking slowed and then stopped. She lifted my head up, looking at my wet, shiny face and smiled at me.

"You'll be a good girl, won't you, Sabine?"

I couldn't speak, I just nodded yes, shivering inside, feeling so nasty for what I had just done, but pleased and happy that she allowed me to make her come. Even with my ass now tender and distended, I felt good that she let me please her.

I slumped over on my left hip and looked at Melanie's face, her smile making me happy. She gently pushed my face down until my head lay on her thigh and she stroked my hair, making me happy and loved. Melanie could be so tender and loving, so firm and demanding. She was exactly what I needed.

"Darling that was lovely. But I want you to remember that if you disobey me, anger me, ignore what I tell you to do, that you will be spanked and after that I probably will fuck your ass for you. Not that I won't fuck your ass other times, darling, because I love doing it to you, but it will be a part of your correction. Only because of how humiliated you will feel as I do it."

She picked up the strapon and handed it to me.

"Go and clean this nicely and then you can put the lubricant and it away. Then go to bed, darling."

I hurried to do as I was told, cleaning it with hot water in the bathroom, shuddering as I remembered what she had me do and had done to me. I hurried back and picked up the lubricant and put both in her top drawer. Melanie was already in her bed. I wanted so much to crawl in it with her, to have her hold me, but it was not to be. I turned out the light and slipped into my bed, alone. And I quietly cried myself to sleep, disappointed in myself, very unhappy that I was alone in my bed and promising myself that I would be good.

Nothing happened for the next two days, it was almost two college age girls again, but there was that hint of tension on my part, wondering nervously and expectantly what Melanie would do or think of next. She informed me on the second night that we would be going to the lingerie party. WE would be going. She made sure that I understood that clearly. I wasn't given a choice in the matter and knew better than to remind her that I didn't want to go.

She did me that night, just before bedtime. She had me undress; the act of my removing my own clothes was both embarrassing and arousing. I was a willing participant by doing that. She then had me stand in front of her and she toyed with my pussy, watching the expressions on my face. Watching my face change from embarrassment to arousal to out and out lust as she made me so hot. She toyed and teased with my lips and clitoris, even running her hand underneath me all the way to rub my anus. I jerked when she touched me there. I always did and she loved making me jerk. Once I was breathing hard and fast, she stood up and told me to stay. Then she went into the bathroom and put on the dildo harness, the strapon. Other than that, when she returned, she was naked. To be able to look at her, almost naked, always took my breath away. She was so lovely! Melanie sat down and looked up at me. I shivered and straddled her legs. She held the dildo, she opened my lips. I lowered myself and felt her cock penetrate me. She then sat back, her fingers of both hands on my breasts, toying with my nipples, and watched as I bounced up and down on her. Watched me fuck myself for her. Naked, but not unashamed. Blushing, embarrassed and oh so eager for it. This night she watched me, closely. She watched until she noticed that I was close. Then one hand reached out and teased my pussy and it wasn't long until I stiffened and arched my back, whimpering out loud. I came, explosively and Melanie rubbed my pussy and now her hips were driving up, fucking me. I shuddered through the spasms and then collapsed on her, my head finding her shoulder. When I was conscious enough to know what was going on, Melanie made me look at her.

"I talked to Erin today. We are going to her apartment tomorrow evening, darling. A chance to enjoy some new things for us. Something completely different than what we have had over the last few months."

I wasn't happy to hear that. Erin had taken advantage of me the first time we had met, not without Melanie's agreement, or for that matter, mine. We had both gotten caught up in the night. I had let things go, perhaps too far, but Melanie seemed to love what I had done. I kept my resolution to myself to be good. I said nothing, not wanting to cause any problems.

The next morning I woke up and remembered Melanie telling me that we were going to Erin's tonight. I sighed quietly, in my bed, next to Melanie's. She had made me sleep alone again and I was disappointed. Most times after Melanie had fucked me we ended up in her bed, holding each other. Last night she had sent me to bed alone.

I lay there, silently, and remembered the last time I had been to Erin's. I could picture everything that was done to me in my mind and my stomach began to knot up. It felt as though there was a hard lump inside it. It wasn't that I didn't sort of like Erin, but what had happened and how I felt during and after.

I didn't really want to get up but after Melanie woke up she had me run a bath for her and wash her. I enjoyed that a lot. She was lovely to look at and I loved being able to touch her skin. I wasn't allowed to touch her sexually, though, just wash her. It was frustrating. I had to use a washcloth so I didn't really get to touch her with my hands. After that, after drying her off, she had me shower so I was clean and fresh. We went to breakfast together, companionable, but quiet. I was thinking about going to Erin's apartment and I couldn't get out of my mind what had happened before.

We got back to our room and she told me to study, which I did. Melanie did also. Once I focused on my texts and the homework that I had, I managed not to think about tonight.

Melanie sent me out for lunch for the both of us. There was a place on campus where you could spend coupons that we got with out rooms for sandwiches and stuff like that. So I went and returned with lunch. When I entered our room, I noticed a small bag, zipped shut by our door. Of course I pictured floggers, paddles, handcuffs, rope, strapons and any other thing she had for me. My stomach knotted up again. I handed her the sandwich and chips I had purchased for her and sat, my eyes pulled to the bag. I ate but everything I had tasted like sawdust.

She knew that my not knowing what was in that bag would drive me to think all sorts of things. She watched my face, smiling at my expressions. I tried to study with her but it was hard to keep concentrating, because every time I looked up my eyes went to the bag.

Dinner was a welcome break from seeing it, although I wasn't really hungry. I was nervous, afraid a little, scared, all sorts of emotions running through me. After dinner, when we were back in our room, Melanie took me in the bathroom and made up my face, to make me look pretty, she said.

She picked out a nice pair of slacks and a top for me. A pair of filmy thong panties also. You could see my slit through them, which made me blush. And I hated that I was without my pubic hair. And that made me think about the lingerie party which wasn't a pleasant thought either. It wasn't turning into a wonderful evening for me.

We left and she drove us to Erin's. Erin greeted us at the door and we went inside. Melanie told Erin to take me to her bedroom and me that I was to get dressed. She handed me the bag that had been in my mind all afternoon. At least I was going to get to see what was in it now.

Erin let me in and closed the door behind me, leaving me alone. I set the bag on the bed and opened it, moaning when I saw the stupid maid's outfit in it. There were four sets of handcuffs in it also. I did as I was told however. Taking it out and laying it on the bed. I slowly undressed, the outfit a reminder of that last time here. I put on the stockings and garter belt, then I put my panties back on, knowing that they should be over the garter belt so they could be taken off without having to unclip the stockings. Then I slipped into the black, short dress. It barely covered my stocking tops. The apron was next and then I pinned up my hair so I could put on the stupid hat.

I took a deep breath and walked out. Melanie and Erin were in the kitchen and there was a lot of food on trays and bottles and glasses, and I didn't know what to think.

"Darling, you look so precious! Are you ready to have an enjoyable time?"

I swallowed and nodded yes. I hoped it would be anyway.

"Erin is having a small party tonight, and I thought it would be so special if you were to serve people at it. Doesn't that sound fun?"

I closed my eyes, I wanted to say no, but I nodded yes after I opened them again. I had thought it was going to be just the three of us again. I could deal with that, mostly, but now I knew that some other people were going to be there also and my stomach knotted up tighter than it had been. What was she going to do to me now?

It wasn't long and Erin's guests began to arrive. Melanie was introduced as a friend; I was introduced as Melanie's roommate. But Melanie was a guest and I was a servant. I was told to take drink orders and once everyone but me had one, then I had to walk around with a tray of the snacks. Of course people were sitting down and I had to bend over to serve them. I could feel my dress pulling up behind, well above the stocking tops and I knew that anyone behind me could see the bottom of my ass. That made me blush and feel embarrassed. I had to stand by the kitchen door, waiting until someone needed something and then I had to go and get it. I had to occasionally circle the room with a tray of refreshments, bending over and showing more than I really wanted, but at least I still had the thong on.

All night I felt eyes on me, eyes with snickers behind them as they watched me walk about with drinks and refreshments. As they watched me have to bend and show more than was polite. The girls would look at me and giggle. The men just stared at me and smiled. I was red-faced most of the night. I never got used to it, even though it was close to my fantasy of being naked in front of people. Several of them patted my ass, making me blush harder, but Melanie's smiles at me told me not to stop them. She watched me almost all night, smiling at me, which made me feel a little better. At least I was pleasing her by doing this.

Finally everyone had left but Melanie, Erin, a man that I assumed was Erin's boyfriend and I. I cleaned up the living room, feeling his eyes on me all the time. Once I had all the glasses and trays and dishes in the kitchen, Melanie called to me. She leaned close and whispered to me.

"Go in the bedroom and take off everything but the garter belt and stockings. There is a blindfold in the bag, put it on after you have undressed and laid the four handcuffs on each corner of the bed. Then lie down on your back in the middle of the bed, darling."

I shuddered inside, picturing Melanie and Erin teasing and tormenting me.

I walked slowly into the bedroom and closed the door. Swallowing nervously, not knowing for sure what was going to happen to me, I undressed. I laid out the handcuffs and then put the blindfold on. I lay back on the bed, shivering. I don't know how long I lay there alone, but it seemed forever. I finally heard the door open. I couldn't see, but I felt two people sit down by my head and pull my arms out and fasten them in the cuffs. Then hands were at my breasts and nipples, teasing them into hard points. I was moaning softly, becoming aroused, when I felt another pair of hands on my left leg, cuffing my ankle. I tried to sit up, panicking.

"Shhhh, darling, relax. You want to please me, don't you?'

I felt the hands on my right leg, cuffing that ankle also and I softly whimpered. Who was it at my feet? It wasn't Melanie; she was at my head. I didn't think it was Erin. She, I was sure, was on my other side, toying with my nipple. I swallowed.

"Y-y-yes, Melanie."

I felt the bed between my legs dip as someone got on it. I trembled and wanted to close my legs but I couldn't.

The person moved up and I felt a hand on my thigh. It stroked my thigh, caressing me. Two more hands teased my nipples. I was a little afraid, nervous, but the touching worked to distract me until the hand found my pussy. Then I stiffened, gasping.

"Darling, relax, I want you to do this for me. I want to see you do this. You want to please me, don't you? "

"Y-y-yes Melanie."

"Tell me what you want to do darling."

"I-I-I want t-t-to please you Melanie."

"Good girl."

The hand at my pussy stroked it and then a finger went up it. I stiffened again and I realized that it wasn't a girl's finger but a man's. It was much thicker than a girl's was, longer, and I whimpered.

"Melanie...."

"Yes, darling?"

"Who i-is th-that?"

"A friend of Erin's."

I sensed him leaning over me and felt the bed move down by my ribs. I gasped as a warm cock, hard and throbbing, touched my lips.

"Melanie, no..."

"Darling you want to please me, don't you?"

"Y-y-yes, but Melanie...."

I felt the tip of it rub between my lips. Lying naked on the bed waiting for them had my mind working, thinking of what they were going to do to me, and the touching that had already happened had aroused me, but I wasn't sure if I wanted this. I just knew that Melanie did. And I wanted to please her, to not disappoint her.

I lay trembling as he rubbed his cock on my pussy lips. It felt so hot to me. It felt alive. I could feel it twitch as he rubbed my pussy with it.

"Melanie, please, hold my hand, please."

She took my hand and gently squeezed it.

"I-i-is this w-w-what you w-w-want?"

"Very much darling."

I took a breath. I squeezed her hand back. I didn't see but Melanie nodded to him and he slowly rubbed the tip of his cock between my lips and then found the hole. He pushed his cock up my pussy. slowly. I gasped and squirmed as he did, feeling it fill me. It felt different than Melanie did, warmer, almost hot and it seemed to twitch inside me, not like what a dildo felt like inside me. I felt his pubic hair touch my bare skin and knew he was into me all the way. It wasn't as large as Melanie's favorite dildo. It didn't hurt, it just felt different. The sensations were different than Melanie. But I was ashamed to be doing this in front of her and Erin had to be watching too.

I clutched her hand and felt him withdraw and then slide back up my pussy. Melanie and Erin played with my nipples as he thrust in and out, slowly, letting me feel it.

"Darling it looks absolutely lovely going in you. It's so naughty too, fucking in front of Erin and I. Do you feel naughty, darling?"

Y-y-yes."

"Does it feel good?"

"N-n-no, I want you Melanie."

"Ah but darling, I want to see this. And you look so lovely. You'll be a good girl and enjoy it for me, won't you?"

I shuddered as he continued to thrust into me, his cock warm and throbbing inside me.

"Not in her pussy. Where is his cock, darling?"

"It's I-in m-my pussy."

Yes, but it isn't a pussy right now is it? What is it?"

"M-m-my c-c-cunt."

"Mmmmm. That's right, Sabine, it's a cunt."

"What is doing to you, darling?"

"F-f-fucking me."

"Where is he fucking you?

"In m-my c-cunt."

I felt him pushing into me harder and faster. His belly slapped on mine. I clutched Melanie's hand tight and whimpered. Erin continued to tease and toy with my left nipple, giggling as she watched me being fucked in front of her and Melanie..

"Not in her."

I didn't know what she meant until I felt him pull out of my pussy and climb over me his knees at my shoulders.

"Lift your head up and open your mouth darling."

I did as I was told and felt him feed his cock into my mouth, too deep, making me gag. I tried to pull back, but someone held my head up. I tasted my pussy and something else.

"Suck darling."

I squirmed.

"You want to please me, don't you?"

I shuddered inside and began to suck him feeling like a slut, a whore. I wanted to please her but I was embarrassed and ashamed. I couldn't move my head very well. But I sucked because she wanted me to suck.

It wasn't long before I felt his body stiffen, then his cock seemed to get harder, it twitched in my mouth and then he came in my mouth. My head was held up so I couldn't pull back and I felt the spurts hitting the roof of my mouth and my throat. I gagged but was held still, my mouth filled with cock and sperm. He finally pulled his cock out and I was going to spit.

"Swallow, darling."

I whimpered softly but I steeled myself and swallowed, feeling it slide over my tongue and down. I gagged again. I swallowed again. I felt sick to my stomach and lightheaded. I felt him leave the bed and Erin also. My face was hot as I remembered what had been done to me, that Erin had watched it done to me.

Melanie got off the bed and opened the cuffs on my ankles. I brought my legs up and curled my lower body over, hiding my pussy. I felt so slutty. She undid my hands and stroked my hair as I sniffled.

Melanie didn't talk to me, but she helped me up and helped me dress, putting all the things back in the bag. Then she took my hand and the bag and we walked out. Erin was sitting on the couch. He wasn't there. I flushed as she smiled at me. Melanie told Erin good night and we left. The ride home was silent.

When we got to our room, Melanie set the bag down and held my face in her hands so I had to look at her.

"You looked so lovely and I wanted to see that, darling."

"Who w-w-was h-h-he?"

"I don't know his name."

"Does Erin?"

"Maybe, but she won't tell you."

"Why?"

"Because you don't need to know, darling. All you need to know is that you pleased me very much tonight."

I felt a little better but I was still ashamed.

"Was Erin..."

"Watching?"

"Y-y-yes."

"Yes, she was the other one there."

I flushed again. Melanie made to kiss me. I moved back.

"I need to brush my teeth first."

"Fine darling, then come to bed."

I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth for a long time. I undressed and turned off the light. In the moon light through our window I could see Melanie in her bed. She motioned to me and I walked to her and got into bed. She kissed me deeply and held me. I cried softly into her shoulder. She had the harness on and she gently pushed me to my back. Then she got between my legs and slowly thrust the dildo inside me. She wasn't hard or rough and demanding. She held me, kissed me and made love to me, thrusting in me steadily, gently and lovingly until I came, quivering and gasping under her. Then she rolled to her back next to me. She didn't have to ask. I knelt up and helped her out of the harness and lay between her legs. I licked her, kissed her and made her come, shuddering and panting. She pulled me up and kissed my wet face.

"I love you darling."

I just held her tighter and buried my face in her shoulder. Melanie stroked my hair and held me tight also. Being with her allowed me to relax and forget what had happened, mostly, and I fell asleep in her arms. It took a while but Melanie stayed awake until I fell asleep. The last thing I remember was Melanie kissing my cheek softly.