It is chapters like this that originally got me into writing in the first place. While this one could be seen as a bit overwhelming, it was actually one of my favorites to go back to. Not much story in this one, but it still delivers. Enjoy!
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Chapter 12: A Carnival of Lust
"Fuck it. My next class isn't worth it." Aiya was tossing away the last of her lunch as Tasha joined her.
"You're going to skip?"
"Even though it was fun, I don't feel like raping anyone else. And even if I didn't end up violating some other fresh pussy, I probably wouldn't be able to sit through class anyways. I'm heading off campus."
"Aiya!" Tasha tried to shush her friend, "We're not in our room. You don't want anyone to hear you talking like that."
The older one simply shrugged. "What can I say? After fucking so much over the break, I can't help it."
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yeah. I just can't believe how much of a cock tease this place is. And now that I feel liberated, I want to get as much ass as I can before leaving. I can't really get some during class, so it'll be much easier without the extra hassle."
Tasha looked at her friend. The words she spoke were a little disconcerting, "You're starting to act more like the guys at my high school before I came here. They couldn't stop talking about sex and screwing every girl that had a decent chest and butt."
"So you're saying that I shouldn't sink my cock into as many tight places as I want? You know that if it was the other way around and you were the only girl on campus and everyone else had a cock as big as mine, maybe bigger-" Aiya didn't need to finish, Tasha's eyes were already beginning to glaze over, as her mouth hung open slightly. Aiya only smirked, giving her friend plenty to fantasize about. Adding a bit of insult, she patted her friend's ass.
Tasha squeaked in surprise.
"You were fantasizing about that, weren't you?"
"I-I-I-"
"You're just a cock whore, aren't you?"
"A-Aiya!"
"Careful, I think some of my cum just hit the ground. Gotta make sure you get it all out after we're done."
Tasha's hands immediately went to her rear and she looked down at the ground, blushing.
"Hah! Gotcha!"
"That's not funny!"
Aiya dropped the humor to ask seriously, "Do you even care? Honestly?"
Blue eyes looked up in thought, "We should get an education. And ditching class will only lose us our free ride."
"So? It's not like I won't stop dicking you."
"Aiya! We can't get through life with just sex!"
"Then we'll start our own porn site. I'm sure there's enough people out there that would be glad to see you taking something this large down your throat and up your ass."
Tasha blushed again and looked down. The two had reached the gates to the campus, noticing the snow that was falling again. The blond was dripping her own fluids from the knowledge that the slightest breeze upwards would reveal a delicately shaven snatch.
"I'll meet you back later. I'm going to get ahold of Jessica and see if she wants to join us tonight. You might want to prepare our 'dungeon' and yourself as well." Aiya grinned, pushed the door open and was gone.
The younger one was lost in thought of the realization of her friend's words. She knew going to class would be fruitless as well, having experienced the same problems Aiya mentioned. She had fantasized during her first class, and her next one would probably find her in the same situation. She sighed, then headed out on her way back to the dorm, the stinging wind adding a biting but pleasant pain that quickly gave her an orgasm.
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Bright green eyes found the basement door slightly ajar in the dim-lit corridor. Beyond the door was the basement to this building, now only being used a storage area for items from before the school's renovation. This part of the building that led down was far removed from the rest of the dorms, and unless you knew that the building even had a basement, you would think that the door was another janitorial closet.
The door opened silently as muffled sounds could be heard from much further on, dim light from old bare bulbs was the only illumination. The woman closed the door behind her as she tried to remember the layout of the building. It had originally been set up as extra class rooms, with a long corridor running the length of the building with doors on either side, but that idea had been quickly abandoned after the construction, and now it was only used for storage. Except for extremely muffled sounds, the dank place was silent.
High heels clicked on the aged wood floor as eyes looked from side to side, seeing if any of the lights were on in the old rooms. Walking slowly down the hallway, the muffled sounds became louder, interrupted by a faint 'crack' every now and then.
Nearing the end of the hallway, she spied some light pouring from one of the open doors, which also happened to be the source of the sounds. She could now tell the sounds were muffled cries, still preceded by a 'cracking' sound. She stood in the doorway, letting the slightly brighter light illuminate her features.
The woman had bleach-blond hair done up, and glasses rested on her nose. Her face was sharp and she had a navy-blue power dress on with matching heels.
The room before her had been one of the furniture storage rooms. One of the soft plush chairs from the previous study room was turned away from the door, a figure oblivious to her presence was occupying it. Looking towards what would've been the front of the classroom, there were two students, naked except for some intricate rope that covered their body, accentuating their breasts and crotches. The girls were on knees spread wide, while their wrists were bound to somewhere on the ceiling near the walls. It was this rope that held them up, side by side as they were blindfolded and gagged. Walking around them with a small leather whip was another girl, short even with heels, and long black hair. She was wearing a leather teddy and a grin on her face.
Another 'crack' followed by muffled screams as leather met flesh once more. The two girls had stripes of red covering their bodies from where the whip had left its marks. Bright green eyes seemed to grin as the woman slipped into the room unnoticed and into one of the plush chairs that lined the room in the shadows, taking in the show, but not able to see the one in the central seat.
