{Victoria Returns Ch.04. I'm Victoria, this story starts early in the morning after the night I cuffed myself in the fraternity closet. The pledge that I took the place of, Jasmine, ended up making sure that I got exactly what I'd deserved. She also ended up getting fucked for the first time by Cam, my co-conspirator and fuck buddy.}
I dreamed I was floating among the clouds. I could feel their softness as they floated by me, tickling me softly. I felt the wetness which I thought was rain drops streaming slowly over my naked body. A warmth covered me and pinned me down. I felt a sharp pain in my nipple which suddenly woke me up. Jasmine was straddling me on the bed, her hands holding mine down, over my head. The pain was from her nipping my nipple with her teeth.
She grinned. "Good morning sleepy slut."
I realized she had been softly rubbing her tits over my body and licking me.
"You just wouldn't wake up, so I had to help you a little," she said, referring the love bite.
She laid down beside me, on one elbow, her head held up with her hand. She was still caressing me softly. Her soft, 18 year old hands were like satin.
"Last night was amazing," her voice was full of wonder.
"Yes, you got fucked for the first time. That must've been special."
"Oh yeah. That was really nice. But, I meant the stuff with you. Getting to watch you suck all those cocks, watching you struggle in your bonds, me playing with you while you did it. Then, getting to control you at the end there, that's what was amazing."
"Yes, you were pretty amazing yourself. I've only gotten off with a woman once before, my friend Jessica. Your tongue is magic."
"Well, that I've had some experience with (but only after age 18, per literotica rules). I know I'm very inexperienced with all the other stuff, but I've read and seen a lot on the internet. I know all about bondage, Ds, or BDSM in general. Still, I know doing it or seeing it live is completely different than reading about it. That's why last night was so special. All that I'd read about or seen just paled in comparison to watching it happen live, to a real woman."
"Well, I'm glad. It was fun." I fully had expected her to bolt even before I woke and soon after Cam left. But here she was, still excited, still interested.
"I love hearing you talk about it, too. I love hearing you explain the feelings, the whys, and what drives you. I want to hear it all."
"Do you feel like you'd like some of that stuff yourself?"
"I don't know. I'm not a slut like you. Don't take that the wrong way. I'm not judging you. I understand some women are sluts, you're one. I think it's cool."
"If you aren't interested in doing it, why would you want to hear about it?"
"Like I said, I'm inexperienced in it. That doesn't mean I don't want to see it, or be involved in some way. You told me you'd sucked more guys than that in one night, at least you did after the fourth guy. When did you do more, and how many?"
"It was 8. It was at a party set up just for that reason. Jessica did it. She was my domme at the time, she controlled everything I did."
"Oh wow. I love that. Were you tied up for that, too?"
"Oh yes. Jessica knew my feelings and desires. I was cuffed and kneeling in a closet and guys came in one by one."
"That's freakin' cool. So bondage is high on the list for you?"
Her free hand was sliding casually up and down my sides and occasionally she'd tease my nipple before sliding back down between my legs, only to graze my pussy slightly. I could feel goosebumps forming.
"The highest, almost everything I do I purposely make sure I'm tied, cuffed or zip tied in some way."
"Like what? What else have you done?"
Her touch was diabolical, she was playing me like an instrument. It was like she was drawing the desire out of me, making me admit who and what I am. All this from a fresh faced college freshman.
I told her about my bondage ordeal on the bridge, the Halloween night with the pizza dare, including being "given" to my fat Greek peeping Tom neighbor/landlord for an embarrassing bound blowjob. Also being tied up to be discovered by the lawn crew, being tied and set loose in a park ( all from previous stories).
"Interesting," she said, tweaking my nipple softly, which sent a jolt through me. I was getting warmed up. "Some of the time it seems you need a leader, someone to be there to either help you or guide you. Cam in some of them, Jessica in others."
"Well, sometimes it's easier that way but self bondage is probably the worst, or best, depending on how you look at it, at tormenting my lustful nature. I have the fantasies, and usually the ideas, but doing for someone else is exciting too."
Her finger was on my lips now, she smiled at my wetness.
"I know, like last night. If not for me you might still be in that frat house servicing all the boys," she giggled.
"Well, I had Cam coming. But thank you for your part in it."
"Yes, you should. You'd have bailed after three or four cocks. Knowing what I know about you, I think you'd have been disappointed by that." Her face had a wry smile. She was a neophyte, but there was something dark and perverted inside her. I was just the conduit that was bringing it out.
"Yes, thank you," I admitted. "I put myself in embarrassing situations like that just for that reason. I don't WANT to be caught, in a way, in most of my games, but if I am, I need to be made to pay. Last night wasn't about getting away, though. I made sure I'd have to at least suck a couple cocks before I could get away. Some of my games I get off completely free."
"But you don't like that do you? You don't like it when you don't have to pay." There was knowledge behind her innocent eyes.
"No, not really," I said, wincing at being exposed like that, having to admit it to her. "But, I need to escape more than I need to be caught, otherwise it's not a game, it's just me out there, getting myself laid. I have to believe that I can escape, that still needs to be part of it."
She had two fingers in my wetness now and was sliding them up and down, grazing my clit each time. I involuntarily bucked up against her hand.
"Yeah, that's it, baby," she cooed. "You like thinking about slutty things, don't you? You love telling me about it."
"Yesss," I moaned softly.
"I'll bet you are thinking about the next time, aren't you. Admit it, you are thinking, how can I get myself in another situation like last night?"
"Oh gawd." I felt the prickly flow of embarrassment coarse through me at being exposed like this by such a young thing. She made me feel like I was old, at only 21.
"Tell me!" she urged.
"I am, I'm thinking about it! I want to. It just takes time to come up with exciting scenarios. I can suck cock any time or get laid. They just need to be...special, like last night."
She had me wriggling. "That's what I thought. It's lucky you ran into me. Like I've said, I've read so much about stuff like this. I have the ideas, thoughts that you need. We have parties and mixers like that all the time. Plus, I know a ton of young guys, not just the frat guys. I have the means, and the ability to take you there. What are your total hot button items, well obviously self bondage and sucking cock, what others? What's an ideal scenario?"
