ONE.
That night Katy dreamt of Oliver. She dreamt she knelt before him on cold, black tiles; surrounded by a darkness so complete she couldn't see anything, apart from him. A harsh light shone down from above and illuminated Oliver. He stood over Katy and watched her with an emotionless face. He wore an expensive looking black suit and a white shirt and a thin, black tie. She shivered. She looked down at herself and realised she was naked.
Katy tried to reach out to Oliver but her hands wouldn't move and she found they were bound behind her back. Her heart began to flutter with panic. Katy tried to stand but she couldn't move. She looked down at herself and now she saw the thick, black rope coiled around her. It looped around her legs and her chest and arms and it held her in that kneeling position.
Katy strained against the rope but it held her tight. She strained again and she felt it move. For a second she felt hope, but the rope shifted and she realised with dread that it wasn't loosening, it was tightening. The rope began to slide over her body as if it had a mind of it's own, as if it was a thick, powerful snake. It began to constrict and her panic became cold, sharp fear. The rope kept moving and the motion of it sickened her and it kept tightening and Katy gasped and she was struggling to breathe. As the rope moved it pressed her down and it made her arch her back and raise her bottom up and extend her neck up and out.
Katy tried to scream but she couldn't get enough air into her lungs. She made feeble panting and whining noises and Oliver stepped forwards and he put his finger to her lips to silence her. Katy obeyed. She quietened herself. She tried to get her breathing under control. She tried to master her fear. Oliver smiled his warm smile and it helped and Katy felt absurdly grateful to him, even though it was such a small act of kindness. Oliver looked up and Katy followed his gaze and she saw the rope that held her descended from the dark above.
Oliver moved and it caught Katy's attention and she snapped her eyes back to him. She watched him lift a hand and extend it into the dark. She heard a clicking sound, as if Oliver had flicked a heavy switch. Then she heard a noise above her and she looked up. The rope was moving again. But this time it was rising into the dark above her. Katy felt the rope go taught and then she was being lifted too.
Katy tried to move again. She tried to pull her hands apart and to extend her legs but it was hopeless. She began to spin slowly as she was raised off the floor. As she twisted in the air she lost sight of Oliver and the fear coursed through her again. She managed to scream this time. She had enough air in her body to do it once, then she squirmed and gulped, but the rope tightened again and it bit into her skin when she moved now. Katy stopped struggling. She breathed in quick, shallow breaths.
Katy heard the clicking sound again and the rope stopped. She hung turning slowly in the air like she was a fucking piñata. She was scared and humiliated and angry. She was in pain and she could barely breathe. She jumped when she felt Oliver touch her body.
Oliver took hold of Katy with both hands and he span her around until she was facing him again. She opened her mouth to demand he let her down, but Oliver pushed his thumb into it and she froze in surprise and consternation. He began to push it in and out of her mouth and to Katy's shame she began to suck on it, like she worshipped him. She sucked it greedily and Oliver laughed at her.
Oliver pulled his thumb out of Katy's mouth and he stepped back and began to unbuckle his belt. Katy watched. She was scared and angry, but she hadn't realised until now how aroused she was too. There was a warm, wet feeling between her thighs. She watched Oliver open his trousers and pull his thick, long, hard cock out. He stepped towards her. He cupped Katy's chin gently with one hand and drew her too him. She opened her mouth and he slid his cock between her lips.
Katy sucked Oliver's cock with an urgency that shocked her. She tightened her lips around him and sucked to form a vacuum around his shaft and she slid and flicked her tongue all over the head of his cock. Oliver looked down at her and stroked her hair. He began rocking his hips and Katy started to sway back and forth on the rope and his cock slid in and out of her mouth. Oliver started moving faster and his cock pushed deeper. Then he took hold of Katy's head and held her still and he began to fuck her mouth.
The dream shifted and Oliver was spinning Katy around until she was facing away from him. She knew what he was going to do but she still jerked in surprise when he smacked her bottom. The sound of it echoed in the darkness around them and her skin throbbed in pain. The dream shifted again and Oliver was spanking Katy hard and she was crying in pain and the rope was burning her and it felt so good she was moaning and writhing in pleasure too.
The dream shifted again and Oliver was fucking her now. He was pushing his cock into Katy with fast, deep thrusts and her mouth was hanging open and she was drooling, and then it shifted again and he was back in her mouth and she could taste herself on him. Then he was in front of her and behind her at the same time and he was fucking her at each end even though she knew it wasn't possible. Then he was spanking her, then he was whipping her with something small and hard and unforgiving and she was shrieking as it bit into her flesh.
Faces began to appear out of the dark and Katy realised people were all around them. They were watching what Oliver was doing to her. They sneered at Katy. She could see disgust in their eyes. They whispered to each other but Katy heard what they were saying. What names they were calling her. Oliver kept on though. He kept on spanking and fucking Katy, and she didn't want him to stop.
Katy woke in her bed alone. The dream had been so vivid it took her long seconds to realise where she was. She felt a hollow feeling inside her chest and she realised it was disappointment, disappointment at no longer being with Oliver in that dark place, with everyone watching. Then as she came fully awake she felt shame at her disappointment. Then disbelief. She'd had sex dreams before, but never anything like that. As she shifted under her bedcovers her thighs rubbed together and she realised how wet she was.
Her room was dark. It felt like the middle of the night rather than the morning, but it was winter, and it might be close to the time she needed to be up. Katy reached for her phone on her bedside table to check the time. She swiped her thumb and her phone opened to the message Oliver had sent her. Fuck. She still hadn't replied to Oliver's message and she didn't know what she was going to do. It was just past two am in the morning though and she needed to sleep and she didn't need this right now. She'd think about it in the morning. Katy turned her phone off and tried to clear her mind. She rolled onto her side and pulled the covers over her head and she fell back to sleep.
TWO.
When Katy woke sunlight was streaming in around the edges of her curtains and she could see a thin slice of blue sky and clouds. She stretched. She felt good. She felt like she'd had a long, deep, sleep and was restored. Then she sat up fast. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. The sun shouldn't be up at 7am on a February morning.
Katy picked her phone up to see what time it was. She swiped her thumb over the screen but nothing happened, it stayed black. Oh shit. She remembered. She'd turned it off in the middle of the night. Its alarm hadn't activated. Katy you fucking idiot. She got out of bed and opened her laptop. 9:27 am. Shit, fuck, shit.
Katy didn't shower. She didn't have breakfast. She didn't put on any makeup and she dressed in the first clothes she found. She dashed out of the flat and she ran across campus towards the Natural Sciences building.
Katy ran as fast as she could across campus and she only slowed as she reached the main doors to the department. She stood outside with her hands on her knees and she took huge, gasping breaths as she waited for her heart to stop hammering against her ribs. It was a crisp, cold day but she was hot and sweaty. She looked at her time on her phone. Shit. The lecture she was supposed to be in was already halfway through. No point now. She'd have missed too much and she'd annoy the lecturer being this late. She pushed through the glass doors into the atrium and headed towards the coffee bar instead.
The tables for the coffee bar were scattered throughout the atrium and Katy took her drink to a table in the furthest corner from the entrance. She hoped no one she knew would see her. She knew she wasn't looking her best right now and she needed time to think. Katy took her phone out and put it on the table in front of her. She picked it up and read Oliver's message for the thousandth time.
'Hey Katy. I had a great time last Saturday. I'd love to see you again. Are you free on Wednesday evening? Oliver xxx.'
It was such a normal message. Like they'd done something innocent last Saturday, like they'd talked and got on well and that had been it. She read the message again. She put the phone back down on the table. She turned it over so it was face down. What was she going to do? The sensible part of her said she shouldn't go near Oliver again. She wasn't like that, she wasn't that type of girl, and she needed to focus on her studies. But another part of her said that maybe she was that type of girl, that she just didn't know it yet. She put her head in her hands. Alison. She needed to talk to Alison. It'd be embarrassing, but she'd help.
Katy picked up her phone and sent Alison a message. She told her she was at the coffee bar and that'd she'd love to catch up if she was free. Katy watched her phone. She saw her message was received. She saw Alison had read it. But Alison didn't reply.
Katy clutched her coffee and watched the exit of the lecture theatre she was supposed to be in. Just before the hour was up the doors opened and students began to spill out. Katy looked for Alison's face in the crowd. She spotted her. Alison looked over towards Katy and they made eye contact. Katy smiled and waved. Alison frowned at her, but she walked over towards Katy.
Alison came over and stood in front of Katy's table with her hands on her hips. She gave Katy a frosty look. "I'm surprised to see you." Alison said.
Katy looked down.
"You've ignored all my texts." Alison said.
Katy looked back up at her. "I know, I'm sorry, I've had a weird couple of days. I've not been myself. Let me buy you a coffee?"
Alison raised an eyebrow. She folded her arms over her chest. Then she dropped her act and a smile spread over her face. "No shit you've not been yourself Katy. You've been acting weird ever since that party. You finally going to tell me what happened?"
Katy felt a knot loosen in her chest she didn't realise she'd had. She nodded. She was scared to speak in case she started crying.
"Don't worry, I'll get my own coffee," Alison said and skipped off towards the counter.
Katy watched as Alison ordered and collected her coffee. She'd seen her only yesterday, but ever since that night with Oliver Katy had felt distanced from her life and seeing Alison now felt like seeing an old friend for the first time in months. Katy felt like she was coming home, back to her old, normal life again.
Alison sat opposite Katy and they looked at each other over their coffees. "Something happened at the party, didn't it?" Alison said.
Katy nodded.
"Lucinda said she saw you going upstairs with a boy?"
Katy had thought no one had seen them. "Yeah, that was me." She felt sheepish admitting it, but Alison grinned at her.
"So, who is he?"
Katy took a deep breath. "His name's Oliver. He's a student here. He's in his third year I think, some sort of arts subject." Katy realised she didn't know anything else about him, well, except what he looked like naked and what he was like in bed. They'd talked for so long and that was all she had to tell Alison.
"And? What happened?"
Katy didn't know what to say. Heat suddenly bloomed across her face. She tried to hold it back, but she could feel her cheeks beginning to burn red.
Alison clapped her hands in excitement. "You fucked him didn't you?"
Katy nodded.
"You slut! I can't believe it. You knew him, what, an hour? Then you fucked him in someone else's bed? This is so exciting. How was it? Was he good?"
"Yeah, he was... good. It was normal, you know? It was typical first time sex with a new boy. First time is more like damage limitation, right?"
Alison didn't look convinced, but she didn't press it. "Are you going to see him again?"
"I don't know."
"Oh no. He's not called has he? What a prick. No wonder you've been upset."
"No, he's called, well, sent a message. It's not that. It's..."
Alison gave her a look. "What? What aren't you telling me?"
