A few minutes later, I heard the door creak open. Thinking it was Danya, I began to squirm around and push against my restraints, trying to display some sort of resistance, trying to show that I didn't like to be in this position. Then, I saw a pair of high heels come into view, high heels that Danya wasn't wearing when she left.
'Shit, Shit, SHIT!' I thought to myself, as I remembered Danya's roommate was supposed to come in, right about now.
The high heels made their way straight to me, as if she knew I was there. Instead of looking under the bed like I expected her to, she heaved a heavy sigh and threw herself down on of the bed, right above me.
A few minutes later, she then wandered off to the bathroom, where she gathered up her dirty clothes, and dumped them at the end of the bed.
"Hmmm, now where fuck did I put my dirty underwear?"
Now she began to look around the room, checking her suitcase, and the bathroom. I was sweating bullets by the time I realized it was in my mouth, and on my head. I also knew it wasn't going to be long before she looked under the bed. I knew the hotel's laundry service only ran once every three days for an hour in the morning, so she wasn't going to get a load of laundry done without any dirty underwear.
It seemed like an eternity before she finally stopped next to the bed, and dropped to all fours. My heart was beating so fast I felt like it was just going to pop right out of my chest. Her head slowly lowered until, suddenly, we were eye to eye. She froze for a second, then leaped up and stumbled back a few steps.
"HOLY SHIT! What the fuck?!"
She just stood there for a few seconds, and although I couldn't see her eyes, I bet she was staring back at that spot wondering what the hell just happened. I was so helpless, and humiliated at the same time, I just wanted to crawl into a hole and hide forever.
Then, she began to edge her way over back to the bed, and slowly dropped on all fours again. She lowered her head and quickly analyzed the situation.
"What, what the hell are you doing here.... with my underwear?!"
I tried responding, but obviously all that came out was a few grunts.
"Oh my god. Danya did this didn't she?"
I quickly nodded my head, eager to shed at least some light on the situation. I still was unsure who she was, which surprised me, (I thought I had figured out who every hot girl at the school was). I then began to take in her sexy figure, her average sized breasts, long brown hair, and killer ass.
Suddenly, she started giggling. "I heard Danya had power of guys, but god damn, I didn't realize she had THIS much power. I mean, look at yourself. You got my underwear on your face for gods sake."
I submissively looked away, my face turning beat red. I was going to try and defend myself, but, I realized how little that would do. At least I could be thankful she was talking the situation rather lightly, one would expect someone in her shoes to become fanatical.
