Ev is my slave in real life. She is a beautiful Asian slut. This is the story, written by both of us, telling of what happened following our first explosive weekend together (described in Enslaving Ev on Literotica) ...
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PART 2
Slut (6) ...
My mind was all over the place. In the past 48 hours I had lost my virginity, being taken as a slave and fucked by my roomie who was now my Mistress and my lover.
Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii what was going on?
What's more she was telling me that in a couple of hours I would be going to school, supposedly as normal, and that as every day went by this coming week I would be made to look progressively more sluttish. The thought horrified and yet thrilled me.
Rika left me to my thoughts and disappeared back to her room. It was 7am, and a long time since I had slept and so I too decided to go to my room and grab a couple of hours sleep.
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"Don't you have a class?"
"Huh, I ... er ...," my alarm must have failed (did I remember to even set it?) and now here was Rika waking me up. As my mind came back to focus on real life I remembered what was in store for me today. College for the first time as a slave with my braces, nipple rings and 'SLUT' ear rings. Fuck I was not looking forward to this -- I felt nauseous.
"I don't want to go," I blabbered nonsensically, "I have something to do here. I need to finish my assignment."
"Class is more important. Get up, get dressed and go."
"No. You aren't my Mistress, Rika." Did I really just say this? Rika would be furious.
Oops. Shit. She towered over my bed and fixed me with a stare.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing ... Rika."
"I think I heard something about a Mistress, Slut Ev?"
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I could not deny what I had just muttered, she had heard me.
"I said that you aren't my Mistress, Rika."
"I see. So that's what you think is it Ev?"
"Just that I am old enough to take care of myself and I don't need you telling me what to do and where to go. There is something for my essay that I need to work out and until then I won't be able to concentrate on anything."
"Something for your essay? Which is?"
"Nothing that would interest you. It's Sociology stuff."
"I think I will be the judge of that, thank you. What is it?"
"Look I just don't..."
"Enough, Ev. Remember what Master Si said. He sets the rules, right? I don't want to hear another word. Is that perfectly clear to you?"
It started to sink in but my mouth was faster than my brain once again.
"I don't..."
She was on me in an instant, grabbed my hair and pulled me out of bed. I squealed as she dragged me to the door of my room.
"No, Rika, my class, no..."
The door opened and she dragged me into the hallway and towards the front door. I was struggling with her, trying to get her hand out of my hair. I was naked; I hadn't had the strength to dress before hitting the sack, and I was still very tired now. I was staring frantically down the hall to the outside, where I was certain Rika was about to dump me.
"Rika, I 'm sorry, I really am, I'm sorry, I'll be good, I promise..."
She stopped, went into the living room and 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, take it in silence slut."
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 hot and red. I could hear the smacks and wanted to scream, but didn't dare. 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 sound spanking, and it was amazing to me how much it heated my ass. Then she grabbed my hair again and dragged me out of the living room and back to mine.
"Now, will you argue with me again, Ev?"
"No, Rika. I promise."
I tried to sneak a rub to my cheeks. Of course she noticed.
"No rubbing. Get dressed, no bra but today you can wear panties. And the tightest vest you have slut. I want those rings showing. After class come back here immediately, understand?"
"Yes, Rika."
Fuck, I didn't mind going braless, but my nipples, they always stuck out, and today I would have hard metal rings protruding through the tight vest top. Thank goodness Master had unclipped the statues from the rings before sending me home. I'd get looks and blush and I hated it. As I pulled up a pair of jeans, I winced. Shit, she could hit hard! I pulled on a vest top, the tightest I could find, slipped on a short jacket and grabbed my books, hurrying so I wouldn't be late for class.
"Slut, come here."
"Please Rika, let me go or I will be late."
She looked me up and down. Slut Ev, as I now was, dressed in tight jeans, a small vest top and with braces, tongue stud, nipples rings and my new 'SLUT' earrings showing clearly.
She smiled. "Good, you look fine. Now go."
Rika watched me, standing in her night shirt. I grabbed my denim jacket and dashed out the door without saying goodbye.
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I had dashed out of the house to be away from Rika, but in reality I still had plenty of time. It was 8:20am and my class did not start for another 40 minutes. I had time to walk and it was a fine, crisp November day so off I set.
Being alone allowed me to think about my situation. Tomorrow and the rest of the days would get progressively worse but I had to get through today first. Although I found having braces perversely sexy, I was embarrassed to be seen in them. I was 21 years old, and to have new braces just wasn't really normal. I decided there and then that my best course of action was to try and speak as little as possible.
But then there was the earrings ... they said SLUT, fuck how would I hide them. My hair was long and would cover my ears, but not all the time. And the nipple rings were showing clearly from my braless tits through my tight vest top. I was sure that the next class, a double lesson of 2 hours duration, would not be easy.
As I got nearer to school the more people came into view. Those that didn't know me, and that was most of them, just passed me by, but then before I knew it;
"Hi Ev,"
"Huh," I turned quickly to see my class mate Julia running up behind me hugging her books to her chest. I did the same, hiding my nipples at least for the time being.
"You had a good weekend gyrl?"