My grad school roommate was a "portly pepper pot" as my mother used to say. Anna was 5'4" about 200 pounds. Pear shaped. Big wide ass, thick thighs and what appeared to be C cup breasts. Which looked small on such a large frame. She was a typical nerdy looking brunette with glasses. Her thick mane of hair extended a few inches past her shoulders. The kind of girl that gets ignored by pretty much everyone. The kind of quiet girl that blends in to the point of almost becoming invisible.
I on the other hand I was about 5'6" and weighed in around 145 pounds back in those days. My bright red hair was thin so I kept it cut just above my shoulders to keep it from looking stringy. Green eyes and a smattering of freckles on my cheeks rounded out my looks. My body was better than average I would say. With 34 C Cup breasts that had nice sensitive nipples to let my lovers know if they were doing a good job. Followed by a flat tummy, some nice legs and a bit of a bubble butt that most boys just loved to squeeze if they got half a chance.
It didn't take long for Anna's submissive nature to come out. And my Alpha Female took right over. Almost immediately she did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen every night. So I just started putting any dishes I used in the sink for her to clean when she did hers that night. It quickly escalated to her cooking for me. Under the guise of saving money but she admitted she liked having a friend to spend time with.
Within 6 weeks she confided in me that she was a virgin and had never been touched sexually by anyone. (male nor female) She often mentioned guys she thought were HOT but didn't care for the guys I dated. Anna especially didn't like them spending the night in our apartment. She also didn't like it when I would spend an entire weekend at a boyfriend's place. Claiming she was worried if I was ok.
However she never declined to clean our apartment spotless when I told her I had a male friend coming over. She would even cook for us and then disappear to her room for the night after she cleaned the kitchen.
When we argued about guys staying over night I would be mean and say, "Sex is great you should try it sometime." And she would say things like, "God forbid you have to masturbate like the rest of us."
One Wednesday night we were arguing because I told her to make sure the apartment was clean Friday because my boyfriend was coming over. She had no idea that he and I had broken up. I had started this argument to test the waters of getting her to be my sexual submissive. Or to at least see how far I could bend her will when it came to serving me or making me happy.
When she gave me the, "have to masturbate like the rest of us." line I told her in a very matter of fact tone,
"I don't own any sex toys. I prefer the touch of a living breathing person over plastic toys. BUT if you want to volunteer to be my sex toy then we can discuss him not coming over so much."
Anna was stunned. She didn't move or say a word. Then I got my cue, she looked toward the floor! My heart leapt with excitement. Could she be considering my offer? Would she actually allow me to use her like a sex toy?
She mumbled something about, "can't believe you don't own any sex toys." I ignored her mumble and pushed forward. This had a real shot of working and I wasn't going to let it pass that easily.
I was wearing only a long t-shirt that I slept in and panties. So I strolled over to the couch, slid my panties off and flopped down. Flat on my back on the couch with my feet toward her as she stood near the kitchen. My night shirt covered me from the waist up as I slowly moved my right foot over to the coffee table. My legs now spread open with my shaved pussy on full display for her.
"Take your glasses off and leave them on the kitchen counter. Then come over here and kiss this like a good sex toy should." I said as I rubbed my exposed pussy with a big grin on my face.
"What are you doing? Stop it." she said meekly frozen in place.
"Oh for christ sake Anna! You've got one and you obviously play with it frequently. It won't bite you. Just come kiss it and caress it with your tongue." came my loud reply. I wanted her to know that I was not ashamed of my sexuality or the thought of her pleasuring me.
"A sex toy is only worth having if it gets you off when you want an orgasm, right?" came my rhetorical question. "Now take those glasses off and come be intimate with my slice of heaven. And once I am satisfied we can go back to being normal. Just like your plastic toys being put back in the drawer. I will put your sex toy status away and nobody will ever know. Now be a good girl and come get on your knees for me."
It seemed like 5 minutes she stood there staring at the floor. Neither of us said a word. Then she slowly removed her glasses and set them on the counter. My pussy dampened immediately as I continued to lightly trace the outer lips with my fingers.
When she dropped to her knees in front of me I had to take a deep breath. My pulse was racing. I had messed around with girls in college but this was different. I wasn't going to do anything for her. She was willingly going to be my sex toy. The Power trip I was on was intense.
She leaned in and kissed my clit...."use your tongue" came my husky whisper.... lightning shot all through my body when her warm tongue slipped up and down my slice of heaven for the first time..... my hands spread my lips open.... "taste me"..... "get that tongue deep in me"...... she obeyed.... my right hand gripped the back of her head so I could grind my clit on the tip of her nose.... a brief moment later my first orgasm rolled through my body....
The Power trip alone was enough to get me off. Being served by another person with both of us knowing that I would not reciprocate in any way. I would only accept the pleasure given. Nothing more was expected of me.
That first orgasm wasn't enough. My inner Alpha bitch needed more and stronger and she needed it NOW! I pushed her head back and sat up.
"Lay on your back.....Now!" I said pushing her shoulders back and away from me.... I straddled her face and lowered myself onto her..... she lapped at my clit like a good submissive...... moments later I shifted forward to rub my clit on her chin.... "get that tongue deep in me, slut" I commanded..... I felt her nose press against my rosebud as she struggled to comply with my command.... I continued to grind my clit on her chin which caused her nose to continue to rub my asshole as her tongue delved deeper into me.... my juices made her chin slick which aroused me even more as I rotated hips circling my love bud into ecstasy.
This orgasm was massive!! It rolled through me for what seemed like 5 minutes..... as I felt it start to ease off the thoughts of my Power over the fully clothed girl between my legs made it recharge and roll through my body all over again. The thoughts of all the depraved things I wanted to make her do for me. Not all of them were sexual but all of them made me hot.
As I calmed down I moved back so my clit was over her mouth again. "kiss it baby, kiss it softly for me" I said through my labored breathing and enjoyed her soft kisses for a long moment.
Then I got up and headed straight for my bedroom door. She remained on her back on the floor. My juices covering her face from nose to chin. I giggled over my shoulder at her..."You're quite the brown noser, aren't you! See you in the morning."
The next morning I woke early excited about manipulating Anna further into serving me. While "sex toy" status was good I wanted her to become my slave. To abuse any time I wanted as well as use her for my benefit if any needs arose.
Anna was clearly a "pleaser" type of personality. And apparently submissive enough to be my "sex toy" last night but would she have what it takes to become my slave? How hard would I have to push to find out?
I left the apartment before Anna woke up and stayed gone all day. Attended all of my classes, went to the library, just anything to keep me busy and out of our apartment. My only contact with her was a text that said "Yes" when she text me and asked if I would be home for dinner.
When I got in Anna was in the kitchen cooking. "How's my big brown noser this evening?" I asked with a huge grin on my face.
"I'm ok." came her meek response. "Glad you came home for dinner. I was worried you were avoiding me today." she continued. Never looking up from cooking to make eye contact with me.
My thoughts ran wild! This was too good to be true! Was she worried I was avoiding her because I didn't enjoy last night or that I wouldn't let her do it again?
"You were worried, eh? You enjoyed me using you last night didn't you?" I said jumping onto a bar stool and putting my elbows on the island countertop. Allowing me to rest my chin in my hands as I stared into her face.
"Tell me truth Anna. You loved it! You want to do it again and you are afraid I will reject you if you ask me to let you be my sex toy again. Isn't that right?"
Anna slowly nodded her head affirming my thoughts. "Tell me why you liked it?" I pushed on.
"It was...was...amazing. You getting so much pleasure... from... from me. You couldn't control your body. I....I.. made you cum so hard. I have never experienced anything like it. I never dreamed I could..." her voice trailed off and she became quiet.
"Did you masturbate last night after I went to bed?"
Anna nodded yes allowing me to ask, "How many orgasms did you have?"
"I...I had a few. W...well a lot to be honest." she whispered. "Y....you're so beautiful. I can't get over how turned on I got having sex with you." she continued as her eyes glanced up at me briefly and her lips curled into a soft smile.
"Well thank you for being honest with me. From this point forward it is critical that you be honest with me. Now let's enjoy this nice dinner you've prepared and maybe we'll discuss this more after dinner."
Over dinner we discussed classes and school work. And how grad school was harder than college in some ways. As Anna cleared the table of our dishes she got the nerve up to say, "So you never gave me your thoughts about last night."
"Well since you asked, I'll be honest. I enjoy men. Always have and always will. But what last night represents for me is something different. I like to be fucked by a man. Raw, hot sweaty sex that makes my knees weak and my head spin. However, I have a kinky side that I don't let the men see."
