The Submissive Nerd Girl

by JJ Argus

  Then Taylor jerked back on my hair again and began to suck on my breast while kneading the other. OMG!

  I felt as if I was sinking into a wild, burning miasma of overheated lava! My skin burned and my nerve endings began to sparkle and snap like overloaded wires!

  “Oh! Oh! Oh, please!” I moaned. “Oh! Ahh! Oh! God! Oh!”

  “Slutty little sex slave,” Taylor said.

  The orgasm hit, and I cried out in a long, warbling wail that grew more intense even as Taylor jerked my head forward and clamped her hand over my mouth. My hips bucked up desperately against Jada's fingers and tongue, and my body writhed and thrashed as the two laughed and taunted me!

  Oh my God it was so good! It was so powerful! It was so intense! It left me gasping and trembling. I kind of went limp, gasping, and then moaning as Taylor pulled on my hair, pulling me further forward into a sitting position, and then bending forward as Jada got up. But then Jada took my hair from her and she sat down, pulling me forward atop her!

  I fell against her, gasping, my hands grabbing her shoulders as she pulled my head in to kiss me!

  I …. didn't know what to do but to let her! And I was afraid if I didn't she'd think it was because she was, well, you know, black!

  So I hesitantly kissed back a bit, face still hot, mind still swirling with uncertainty, kind of fallen atop her between her legs as she sat back on the love seat. Taylor had gotten up off her side, and then I felt my wrists pulled back together behind me. I moaned as I felt something going around them, as my mind understood she was tying my wrists up!

  I felt another wild jolt of emotion, but didn't know what to do before something was wrapped firmly around my wrists and they were tightly locked together, crossed neatly!

  Crack!

  I gasped at the stinging slap to my bottom!

  “On your knees, slave girl,” Taylor ordered.

  I moaned and then cried out as Jada jerked down on my hair!

  Crack!

  “Now, slave girl.”

  I tumbled downward, slid downward until I was kneeling in front of the love seat.

  Jada pulled the towel she had been wearing off and was now naked as she slumped down and jerked her knees up and apart and then pulled my face into her groin.

  Oh man! Oh man! Oh God!

  “Lick her, slave girl,” Taylor ordered from behind me.

  Crack!

  I moaned and then Jada ground my face against her naked pussy!

  Crack!

  “Obey your mistress, sex slave.”

  I started to lick, gasping and moaning as Jada jerked on my hair. Then she reached down and fondled one of my breasts as Taylor jerked back on my hips.

  “Spread your legs, slut,” she ordered.

  Crack!

  “Oh!”

  My knees jerked apart as I licked Jada, and I felt Taylor's fingers at my sex. A moment later I felt myself being penetrated, not by fingers, but something thicker.

  “Figures you'd use a black cock, you cracker,” Jada said, watching from above.

  “Maybe I'll use it on you later,” she replied.

  I felt like the ground had been yanked out from under me! What was I doing!? What were they doing!? What were the rules!?

  “Lick my pussy, you little white fuck-toy,” Jada growled.

  I moaned and obeyed, gasping and whimpering as Taylor rubbed my clitoris and pumped the dildo in and out!

  Then she turned the vibrator part on, and I jerked helplessly, convulsively, as she ground it against my clitoris!

  “Lick, you slut,” she ordered, slapping my bottom again.

  “Big soft, titties,” Jada said, roughly kneading my breast. “My boyfriend would love to get his hands on these.”

  Taylor pulled the dildo out, then, a moment later, it pushed into me again, and her hands gripped my hips as it started to pump in and out with a lot more authority. Soon her hips were slapping against my bottom and I knew she had strapped it onto herself again!

  I felt her breasts coming down against my back, then, and her lips against the nape of my neck.

  “Lick that black pussy, slave,” she said in a taunting voice.

  Her right arm curled down across my hip and her fingers thrust in to find my clitoris, rubbing it as she pumped her hips in and out, and I lost it again as another massive orgasm tore through my mind and body!

  “Sheeeit! It don't take much to make this bitch come,” Jada said.

  Taylor thrust harder, and my cries were swallowed up against Jada's groin as she jammed my face in tighter.

  Jada started jerking on my hair to get me to lick again, and I did, dazedly licking her to the edge of her own orgasm, and then sending her over the edge! She brought both legs up and around, squeezing my head between her thighs as her feet pressed down on my back, as if trying to shove my head into her pussy!

  Taylor removed the strap-on and she stripped, then sat down again, and took my hair from Jada, dragging me in between her thighs now!

  “Lick your mistress, sex slave,” she ordered.

  Crack!

  “You heard her, slut,” Jada said.

  Crack! Crack! Crack!

  “Oh! Don't! Please!” I moaned.

  I started to lick Taylor as Jada pulled the strap-on up her legs. Then she knelt behind and penetrated me, eagerly fucking me as Taylor jerked on my hair, the two of them kneading my breasts as she rammed the dildo into me with harsh, powerful strokes!

  This was so wild and hot and wicked and nasty!

  “This bitch loves black cock,” Jada said, her hips hitting me with bruising strength.

  “This slut loves any kind of cock,” Taylor sighed. “And she goes even crazier with the vibrator.”

  I was sweltering in the heat, panting, gasping, dazed and sweating as Taylor yanked on my hair and I licked frantically at her clitoris. The feel of the big dildo thrusting into me was incredible! Every time she thrust into me I felt this wild, searing rush of dark pleasure washed up through my body!

  Hands groped my breasts, rough hands, sometimes squeezing hard, sometimes slapping them and pinching the nipples as they called me sex slave and whore! My mind was battered by the dark wonder of this 'game' of Taylor's, so outrageous and yet so shockingly erotic to me!

  I ached inside. My breasts ached too. But the ache was flooded out by the wildfire heat gripping my body and fairly radiating from it! My mind was baking in that heat, intoxicated by it, and I just... just obeyed them as they ordered me what to do!

  After Taylor came they threw me on the sofa on my back. Jada straddled my face, her thighs and knees coming down on the cushions on either side, her body filling the world in front of me and her face way, way up above!

  I felt my legs lifted up and back sharply and then the dildo slid into me again. Taylor's body pressed my legs back further, and I saw her head and shoulders appear next to Jada, looking down at me as her hips began to pump.

  “Hot little slave slut,” she said.

  “Lick me, slave girl,” Jada ordered

  She dropped her sex down against my mouth and I moaned into it. She eased it back a bit and I started to lick, while Taylor drove my legs further back, her hips thrusting, thrusting, thrusting hard!

  So insane! So impossible! So blindingly hot!

  I came again, crying out, and my cries were almost immediately muffled as Jada dropped her sex down against my mouth, grinding it against me until I stopped.

  Taylor drew back, pulling the dildo out of me. Then I felt her raising my left leg up and back, pushing it way back so that it came past Jada's right hip. I felt her re-positioning her own body, straddling my lower leg. Then she began to grind her pussy against mine.

  “Lick me, sex slave,” Jada ordered, jerking on my hair.

  I came again, dazed, mind-blasted.

  Chapter Six

  I had never imagined sex could last all evening long! I mean, sex was like... you know! It didn't take that long! But I'd never had sex with two people at once, and bo
th of them girls! Girls didn't need to worry about their cocks getting soft, especially when they were made of silicone.

  The whole evening had been one long, wild sexual party game! I'd had to call them 'mistress' every time I answered, and they'd made me say disgusting things about how I was a slut and a whore and loved cocks and stuff! And whenever I hesitated I got my ass slapped!

  I'd also had my hands tied up the whole evening! It was so weird! But I'd come over and over again! And the orgasms had been huge! They'd both come multiple times too, but not as many, or at least, I didn't think so. Neither of them was as … expressive... as I was when they had an orgasm.

  My body felt like I'd really been in a workout. I was sore, inside and out! I had bite marks on my breasts! I ached inside, down low, and my throat ached too. That was because Taylor had decided to explore my saying I could deep throat a few days earlier, and she and Jada had slid that big dildo all the way down my throat repeatedly, pumping it in and out to test me.

  I mean, yes, I could deep throat, but that usually took preparation, and that dildo was way bigger than any actual cock I'd sucked. They also moved it up and down in my throat instead of just sliding it in and holding it still and then pulling it back.

  But they'd rubbed a vibrator against my clitoris while they did it, and sucked and chewed at my breasts and nipples, so I'd come anyway.

  So wild and outrageous! What a night!

  At least I'd gotten to bed at a reasonable time. But they'd insisted I sleep with my wrists tied behind my back! That took some getting used to! I couldn't sleep comfortably on my back like I usually did, and had to sleep on my side.

  And in the morning when I woke up I had to lick Taylor to a climax, then go into Jada's room and lick her to a climax, then kneel naked in the common room while they took turns spoon feeding me cereal while eating their own.

  What a kinky way to start the day!

  Taylor had accompanied me into the shower and then we had kissed and made out, and soaped up and I had come explosively as she ground her pussy against mine!

  And after all that, now I was supposed to concentrate on math!

  Professor Stuart was lecturing on particle theory, and it was really hard to focus! My mind kept drifting back to the wild time I'd had this morning, and then to what had happened yesterday evening. And often, when those memories came up the dark heat which had enveloped me at the time kind of... echoed within me, reverberating through my body to make me feel aroused again.

  I was just not used to this kind of excitement! It was totally at odds with all my previous experiences, never mind my previous sexual experiences! It made me feel like... like this hot, sexy, sophisticated girl! Which I knew was silly.

  I was boring little Rin! Anyone who knew me would laugh at the idea of me being some sort of sexual nymphet who did all kinds of kinky stuff!

  I'm afraid I didn't process the professor's lecture very well. I was kind of daydreaming during most of it. And I have to say I felt like... like I was hiding stuff from people. I mean, I'd look at the other students, and pass them in the hall, and they'd see me, and I'd wonder, like, could they possibly know or guess what I'd done!?

  No! Of course not!

  Maybe I was just feeling guilty.

  I met up with Mandy for lunch, having accomplished little. I was tired, for one thing. I hadn't gotten a lot of sleep with my wrists tied. It was too strange.

  I got to the cafeteria early, got some Thai stuff, and settled down in a booth. Mandy showed up about five minutes later and fell into the booth, dropping a lot of books on the table.

  “Bloody hell!” she said. “Bloody professor Chan can't ever finish his lecture on time.”

  “I don't take Foundations of Physics till next semester,” I said.

  “It's pretty routine if you've studied some,” she replied. “Mind my purse.”

  She got up and went to get some food, and I grabbed one of her books and leafed through it while she was gone.

  She came back, with a big submarine sandwich and took a big bite.

  “What?” she demanded, her mouth half full of food. “I need my energy.”

  “I didn't say anything,” I protested.

  “Bloody American health food nutters.”

  She took another big bite.

  She started complaining about her roommates in between bits. I did not bring up what MY roommates were up to!

  Then Taylor sat down next to me, with a salad.

  “Bloody Americans,” Mandy said.

  “What's up with her?” Taylor asked.

  “She doesn't like healthy food for some reason.”

  “Redheads are carnivores,” she replied, still chewing.

  Taylor snorted and looked at me. “How's your throat today?”

  I blushed. I couldn't help it! I mean, Miranda wouldn't know what that was in reference to but even so...

  “Fine,” I muttered.

  “What's wrong wit' `er throat?” Mandy asked.

  I started to say I had a bit of a sore throat from a bug or something, but Taylor interrupted me, and just as casual as you can imagine said “She said she could deep throat so me and Jada made her prove it.”

  I gasped, face flushing hotly as Mandy looked at me with interest.

  “How would you do that given you've not got the proper equipment?” she asked curiously.

  “You can buy the equipment, Miranda,” Taylor said with a smirk. “It comes in multiple sizes and colors too.”

  “I know of that sort of gear,” Mandy said with a grin, eyes flicking to my blushing face.

  “Your face is redder than my hair, Rin,” she said with a laugh.

  I looked around anxiously but no one seemed to have been close enough to hear. I glared at Taylor.

  “Would you mind not talking about stuff like that in public!?”

  “I wouldn't have thought you had it in you, Rin,” Mandy said, sounding surprised. “You don't seem the uhm... type.”

  “What type is that?” I demanded, glowering at Taylor, who calmly ate her salad.

  “I dunno, sexual.”

  “What does that mean?” I demanded.

  “Dunno. Just thought you more the uhm, intellectual type.”

  “You can't be intellectual and still have some interest in sex?” I asked, keeping my voice low, and still blushing.

  “I think she meant boring,” Taylor said to me. “Mousy. Timid.”

  “Not exactly,” Miranda said. “I wouldn't spend time with her if she was boring. “Just not, uhm, a very sexually active person.”

  Which made me glower, even though, let's face it, she was absolutely right in her assessment, up until my meeting Taylor and now Jada.

  “She's very orgasmic,” Taylor said in a kind of stage whisper.

  That made me blush again, even hotter, as Miranda looked at me again.

  “Oh really?!” she said, her mouth opening in a wide grin.

  “Taylor!”

  “Oh don't be embarrassed,” Taylor said. “I'm sure Mandy has done way worse stuff.”

  “I like my pleasure, and take it where I find it,” Miranda said with a shrug, taking another bite of her subway.

  “I feel the same way,” Taylor said.

  “I just didn't imagine taking it with Rin,” Miranda said with a grin. “Thought her too stuffy for that sort of thing.”

  “I'm weaning her off that. I want to make her my little sex slave.”

  “Well good on you.”

  “Taylor!”

  They both snickered at me as I blushed and looked around again.

  Miranda would probably just take that as a joke, I thought anxiously. But it also reinforced the suggestion Taylor was making that she and I had... you know, done it!

  Miranda didn't seem bothered by it, at least. But it was still embarrassing!

  “I generally prefer a nice thick cock, meself,” Miranda said.

  “Me too. But I don't live with one.”

  “True that.”
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  “You guys!” I hissed desperately.

  “We're not guys, dear,” Miranda said, taking another bite of her subway sandwich, “though if this one is riding you with her silicone prick I can see where you'd get that impression.”

  I blushed hotly again as Taylor laughed!

  “She knows what to do with cock,” Taylor said. “But we're having to teach her what to do with a girl's pussy.”

  I cringed as Mandy's eyes widened. “We?”

  “Me and Jada. I told you, we're making Rin our little sex slave,” Taylor said, teasing me.

  “Well, well,” Miranda said. “Who'd have thunk it of you,” she said to me.

  “She' just making stuff up!” I gulped.

  “Ha,” Taylor said. “Look under those bracelets she's wearing and you'll find rope marks. That's why she's wearing them.”

  I gasped as Miranda grabbed my right hand and pushed up the bracelet before I could yank my hand back.

  “Kinky,” she said in an admiring tone. “You have way more interesting roommates than I've got,” she said. “Want to trade?”

  “No deal,” Taylor said. “I'm still training her. She needs to be available every day.”

  “You are not!” I said in a strangled whisper.

  They both snickered at me again.

  “So is she really that orgasmic?” Miranda asked.

  “You have no idea. Get a vibrator down against her pussy and she melts.”

  “I have a class!” I said desperately.

  “Oh don't be shy,” Taylor said. “Stuff like this doesn't shock Mandy.”

  “Not overly,” Miranda said. “I ever tell you how I had these twins once. Roger and Robert. They were both football players. Whoof. They knew how to work together on a girl too!”

  “That sounds like it would have been fun,” Taylor said with interest.

  “Oh it was. First time I ever got done in the bum.”

  “Really?”

  “Uh huh, I was riding Roger, see, and Robert comes in behind me and he's oiled up and he pushes himself up me arse. I was kind of shocked, but sort of out of things too. And let me tell you, having two big cocks inside you at the same time is liable to drive you out of your bleeding mind.”

  I stared at her, open mouthed. Imagine admitting you had sex with two guys at the same time! Oh, I knew it happened, but I'd sure never met any girl who would be willing to admit seriously thinking about it, much less doing it!