Roberta sucked in her breath. She held up the red vinyl bustier, riding crop and looked at it incredulously. Roberta could hardly believe the things that she had discovered. She sat on the floor next to the gray plastic bin stunned. She sat looking at the various articles of lingerie, sex toys and bondage items tucked and folded inside the bin.
"My roommate's a freak," she said to herself.
She held up a pair of nipple clamps and eyed them suspiciously. Roberta wondered who had last worn the shiny metal clamps. She thought about Mika, her roommate. This did not seem like Mika. Mika was quiet. She rarely went out to the club, although when she did, Mika was stunning. Mika was beautiful, her skin the color of Jamaican sand with long black hair that flowed down her back and nice full breasts that did not sag. She was the kind of girl that made men trip over themselves to get her number in the club. Mika made grown men forget what they wanted to say and made other girls wish they were her. Much to Roberta's surprise Mika was not cocky. She didn't flaunt her long hair or her D cup breasts like some other pretty girls did. Mika, even smiled and talked to most guys that approached her. However she turned down most of them, because she had a boyfriend, Lloyd, who she was loyal to. Mika talked about Lloyd a little too much at times, Roberta thought, but she wasn't going to say anything.
The ringing of her cellphone woke Roberta from her daydream. She reached over to answer it, but the phone slid from her grasp and skid across the end-table. Roberta leapt up trying not to damage the items, while grabbing for the phone.
"Hello," Roberta said answering the phone, her voice flustered.
"Wassup girl," came a deep rumbling voice.
"Hey babe," Roberta said recognizing Taylor, her boyfriend.
"What are you up to?" Taylor asked.
"Studying," Roberta lied. She thought he sounded happy.
"Oh."
Roberta heard the disappointment in his voice. She felt bad about lying to him. However she couldn't tell him that she was snooping her roommate's things.
"Hey baby, " she cooed. "Let me get this studying done and I'll call you back later. Maybe we can go out to IHOP or something."
"Alright," Taylor said.
Roberta closed the phone ending the call and smiled. Sometimes Taylor could be so easy to deal with.
She looked down at the items assembled before him. She picked up a pink latex choker with a small "D" shaped ring attached to the front of it. The choker easily slid around her neck. It felt good against her skin. Roberta stood up and went to the full-length mirror mounted on the door to the bathroom. Roberta modeled the collar. It looked good on her. However something in the back of her mind screamed out for her to take the collar off.
"I wonder if she has plans for anyone to wear this? I've got a few things that I could wear with this."
She looked over to the clock and saw the time. The clock read 9:30 pm. Roberta knew she didn't have a lot of time to play with before she had to get ready for Taylor. She started replacing the things back in the bin carefully laying them back in the bin. Roberta then went into the bathroom and began preparing for her shower. It wasn't until she had gotten into the shower that Roberta realized that the collar was still around her neck. Oh well she thought. I'll wear it on my date tonight with Taylor.
Roberta felt her nipples stiffen when she thought about wearing the collar. They did that when she was excited, scared or aroused, much like she was now. Roberta had big nipples, something she had grown proud of. She loved to have a man suck on them and play with them. Roberta knew that she was cute. She doubted that she was on Mika's level, but she got her fair share of admirers and chasers. Roberta's 38-26-40 dimensions made her an object of attention around campus. Roberta walked out of the steam-filled bathroom, with her towel wrapped around her body. Roberta was absorbed in her thoughts about what she was going to wear for Taylor. She hardly noticed Mika sitting on her bed.
"Hey," Mika said casually.
Roberta jumped, she hadn't noticed Mika sitting on her bed. Her heart thudded in her chest. Instinctively her hand went up to the collar.
"Keep it on," Mika said waving her hand. Mika looked at Roberta with a smirk. "So I see you went through my things. Wanted to know more about me?"
"No, well yes," Roberta stammered. "I just got bored."
Mika stared back at Roberta. Her gun-metal grey eyes, scanning Roberta for any hint of untruthfulness, as she stood there, then Mika shifted her stance.
"That's ok," came a voice behind Roberta's ear. Before she could react; an arm slipped around her throat and one grabbed her right arm and twisted it violently behind her. Roberta squealed in pain. The arm around her throat tightened, cutting off her air supply.
"She's pretty mistress."
Roberta tried to turn to see who was talking. However her right arm was twisted again, forcing her to stop. Roberta recognized the voice of one of Mika's friends LaToya. Roberta ha seen LaToya on more than one occasion and the girl could best be described as tomboyish. LaToya played forward on the university's basketball team. She was tall for a girl about 5' 11, athletic with an old school "Toni Braxton" haircut. LaToya's arms were muscled and several tattoos decorated her biceps and shoulder. LaToya most of the time wore shorts and a t-shirt. She however, always had her fingernails done and painted some shade of red.
Roberta could feel LaToya's breasts pressed against her bare back. LaToya's breath on her neck, was hot and annoying. The towel Roberta was wearing started to slide down her body, baring her breasts. She felt the towel continue to slide.
"Let me go," Roberta demanded. She struggled to free herself. Roberta wasn't used to being treated like this. She hadn't been in a fight since middle school. Her heart pounded harder in her chest. One-on-one Roberta figured that she might be able to hold her own against Mika, but two-on-one with this "female gorilla" holding her, Roberta thought her chances bleak. She struggled to breathe.
"Why," Mika shouted, rising from the bed. Her face showing hints of her anger. "You've been rummaging through my stuff. We've been roommates for almost a year, now and I've never gone through your things!"
Roberta noticed her nipples were hard and standing at attention. She wondered why, especially with what was going on. She watched as Mika advanced toward her.
"Look I'm sorry I got bored," pleaded Roberta. She noticed that a paddle appeared in Mika's hand. The long, thick piece of polished wood had the word "LOVE" spelled out in pink leather down its face.
"You know I could call campus security and have you arrested. Which would probably lead to your expulsion, Mika said indifferently. "Or you could do something else for me. No one has to know about this."
"What "Roberta asked.
"You could become my slave," Mika said turning her back on Roberta.
"Your slave! That's some bull-"
"Shut up," said LaToya, cutting her off. She tightened her arm around Roberta's neck.