Susie's College Adventure.
Chapter 5: Roxy's Revenge
Monday night.
Giving Joe a blow job was worth it if it meant finally getting him out of the house. After he went back next door (no doubt to screw Roxy) I checked out my new room and got a tiny bit of privacy for the first time in three days.
When Steve came in he said DJ was stuck doing stuff at the frat house and invited me to help him cook supper.
Steve was as nice as he could be. I didn't even mind him staring at my nipples. Really, how could he not? They were out in front and standing at attention all through our meal. His lack of subtlety just served to remind me that my life now consisted mainly of being naked in front of three guys--with short breaks for school and work.
After supper he helped me unpack my things. For some reason I couldn't find any of my underwear (besides the one bra they'd given me to wear that morning).
"Have you seen the bag with my bras and panties? I can't find them anywhere."
"DJ took them down to his frat house."
"Huh?"
"He said you wouldn't be needing them any more--so he took them to decorate his frat house game room."
"You didn't try to stop him?"
"He was so excited he shot out of here before I could react."
That little shit. I had zero money for any new underwear and I was upset, but I had to admit that was a lot more daring than I thought the nerd had inside him.
And he was right. I didn't have much use for underwear as long as I was stuck in this free rent deal.
After a while we sat down to watch Monday Night Football. I curled up on the couch, and Steve even brought me a blanket! Was I actually starting to get comfortable with all this?
That night I fell asleep naked, even though in the privacy of my room I could easily have put on pajamas.
I never even thought about it.
Tuesday.
I got up early and found some khaki shorts and a nice t-shirt top. That didn't take long, since I didn't have any panties, and I'd hidden my one bra for emergencies. I could see my boobs bounce under the t-shirt so I put on a vest and left the duplex before the guys woke up.
Class was boring, which gave me a chance to notice how different I felt. Keeping my knees together used to be automatic; now I actually had to think about it. And not wearing panties was actually fun. If I brought my thighs together just right, I could press the seam right into my bare clit. Yum!
I ate lunch out by the lake again. In my khaki shorts I was completely covered (unlike yesterday in my cutoffs) but if I sat crosslegged and pulled the cuffs down, I could discreetly catch a little breeze across my pussy.
After class I got to the clinic early and changed into my scrubs. The top was loose and floppy, so I kept my own top on underneath. The bottoms were so baggy that without underwear it almost felt like I had nothing on between my legs.
Nobody around me realized I was bra-less (much less panty-less) all afternoon. I stayed self-conscious though because every so often material would brush deliciously against my thighs or across my pubes.
I stayed late to close up, and started putting together pelvic exam trays for the next day.
Hmmm. I flashed back to yesterday when DJ found my nursing-school Gyn textbook and had come up with his pelvic exam fantasy.
I picked up a speculum.
Should I?
Why not. I slipped it into a bag and stashed it in my backpack.
Maybe for his birthday...
When I got home Steve's car was out front so I got out of my clothes in the garage and went straight to my room. I studied for an hour--naked. Wow--I was getting used to this!
The two of us ate supper again and really seemed to get along great. Afterwards we cleaned up and sat down to watch TV. I curled my feet up on the couch again and thought about reaching for the blanket but changed my mind. With a start I realized how comfortable I'd gotten being naked around him.
I'd just gotten comfortable when the front door flew open and Roxy stormed in. Joe toddled behind her.
"You little naked slut. How dare you give my boyfriend a blow job?"
I could see Steve's mouth drop.
"I don't have to explain myself to you or anyone else, Roxy."
"All right you little whore, I'll explain it to you. Joe informs me you haven't been living up to your--your stay-naked-no-rent bargain."
"Bullshit. Besides--what business is it of y--?"
"Bullshit your ass. He said he caught you out so often that you begged him to let you suck him off so he wouldn't tell Steve and DJ--"
Steve was frozen--totally stunned. Joe wouldn't make eye contact and even tried to hide behind Roxy. Talk about pussywhipped.
"--and it is OBVIOUSLY my business when some whore blows my boyfriend."
"Whatever," I said. I was trying not to let her get to me but she'd now called me a whore twice. I could feel myself turning red.
"So, Steve, did you know she'd given Joe a blowjob to keep him quiet?"
"N-no--"
"Has she been keeping up her part of the bargain?"
"Y--yes--"
"Let's see if I have this right. She never wears clothes inside the house?"
"R-right--"
Sweet! Steve was standing up for me!
"She doesn't try to cover her tits or pussy?"
"No--not usually."
Huh? Not usually?
"What do you mean? Look at her now. The way she's sitting her tits are covered and you can't see her pubic hair at all!"
"Yeah, but--"
"Does she always keep her knees apart?"
"Well--" he said, looking at me. My ankles were under my butt and one knee was on top of the other. "--maybe not all the time--"
"Never mind, Steve," I said. "Don't help me anymore. It's really none of her business." By then I was furious. I refused to move.
Roxy was relentless. "So if she cheats, what happens?"
"I DON'T CHEAT."
"She gets a couple of warnings," Steve said.
"And if she keeps cheating?"
Joe interrupted. "We think up a-- a penalty. Something we all agree on that she has to do. Something--uh--fun for us."
"Hmm. Explains why she tried to keep you quiet."
"Fuck this." I got up and started for my room.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"My room, Roxy. I don't have to take this."
"Oh, no? And what about your penalty?"
I said, "What about it? You're not part of this. And neither is Joe for that matter. He doesn't live here now."
Roxy stepped in front of me. "I said what about your penalty?"
I backed up a step. "Now wait a min--"
"No, YOU wait, bitch." Roxy grabbed me by the wrist.
"Let go of me NOW." I pushed her back with my free hand and looked at the guys for backup.
That was pointless.
"Catfight!" Joe laughed. "Go Roxy!"
I grabbed for her other arm but she jerked me sideways and pushed me down onto the recliner. Hard. A split-second later she had my arms pinned above my head and a knee in my stomach. It was over that fast.
"Joe honey, go get the rope from outside."
"Are we gonna tie her to the chair, like we did Sunday?"
"We'll start with that."
"Woo-hoo!" Joe said as he ran out the back.
I looked at Steve. "Aren't you going to help me?"
"A blow job, Susie? You really gave Joe a blow job?"
"Sucked and swallowed like a pro," Roxy answered.
"This isn't fair, Roxy."
"No? Let's review, why don't we? You want free rent even though you don't stick to your agreement, you suck my boyfriend's dick to keep him quiet, and you say this isn't fair?"
"Screw you, Roxy. Get off me. Now--I mean it."
"Aww she means it," Roxy said as Joe came back with the rope ties they'd used yesterday. A wood rail ran along the top of the recliner, and they tied my wrists to it with two of the lengths of rope.
Roxy jerked my knees apart so my legs hung over the arms of the chair. Joe tied my ankles to the bottom of the chair frame.
All three of them stood in front of me and stared. "Hmm," Roxy said. "Your pussy just seems to naturally open up--you do this a lot, huh?"
The phone rang, and Steve answered it. He talked briefly and said, "Hang on." He turned to Roxy and said, "It's DJ. He needs to bring over a few frat guys to work on a skit or something."
I shook my head.
Roxy flashed an evil smile. "Tell him of course!"
"Roxy, this isn't part of the deal. I don't have to be naked around other people."
"But wait," Joe said. "If you're in penalty mode you have to stay naked when other people come over."
"Yes, but I can stay in my room."
Roxy laughed. "Doesn't look like that's going to happen. OK--I've got an idea." She disappeared into my room and we could hear her rummaging around in my stuff. She came back with my big beach headscarf and tied it so it covered my eyes and most of my face.
"That better? Here's what we do. We won't tell them who you are--"
"They already know." Joe laughed. "DJ told his frat house all about it and they even decorated their gameroom with her bras and panties."
Roxy rolled her eyes. "What a slut. Well, at least they may not recognize her on the street."
Joe laughed again. "Hey just think--she won't recognize them either. Whenever she passes guys around campus she'll wonder who's seen her cunt and who hasn't."
"Please, Roxy. This has gone too far."
I felt her lean in, and she whispered in my ear. "No it hasn't, hon. Watch how much worse it'll get if you so much as open your mouth again."
She stood back up. "Guys, there's one small problem. Anyone see what it is?"
"Uh--we've already done this?"
"Exactly! And she obviously didn't learn much from it this weekend, did she?"
"What are you thinking?"
"Give me a hand here."
I felt them untie my legs. Suddenly my knees were pushed up and sideways almost into my armpits and my ankles were suspended above my head. Somehow they re-tied me in that position.
