"Tony! Where is my food!" An irritated demanding female voice called from the other room. Tony was in his own apartment, and had been for quite a while now; he'd come to terms with being single long ago. In the absence of accompaniment appeared this sorority girl, Kari. He knew her by sight at least, simplified to a captivating Asian beauty corrupted by Western cliches. She had the cliche feature of every other co-ed on campus: thin but curvy, dyed blonde hair down past her shoulders (with extensions), and an easy smile. Her body was fit too thanks to gym sessions, which made it even more difficult not to stare at her whenever she came by demanding something of him. All because he accidentally walked in on her changing and caught a glimpse of her smooth as he entered what he thought was an empty classroom. Since then he was forced to be her lackey, blackmailed by the incident, which brought her to his apartment demanding he make her dinner.
"Here you go," He rushed out with the plate in hand before she could get mad again. "I'm sorry I didn't know how much time we needed." The moment the words left his lips, they became untrue. He knew exactly how long it took to make, but she was too impatient for the wait. It wasn't like he actually cared about making her anything or doing any favors for anyone else, especially when their relationship consisted solely of her giving orders and having them followed without question. As far as Tony was concerned she was a bitch, but so long as she held the incident over his head, he couldn't disobey her and risk the social fallout and likely suspension or expulsion.
"You better be sorry," She sneered as she took a bite of the food. "It tastes good though, I'll give you that." He nodded his head, and used the time to escape back to the other room.
"Ah wait," She called before he could run away.
"What do you want?" His tone dripped with boredom and resentment.
"A foot rub, my feet are so sore from practice today. Do me a favor would ya? You're always up here anyway..." The request was ridiculous, even formatting it as a request was a lie, she was ordering him to do it. "I know you want to touch my feet anyway. You're likely into that stuff, perv." She insulted him as he knelt to fulfill her command. She aggressively shoved her foot into his face as she continued eating. He let out no words of discontent as he learned doing so would only elongate her stay.
She sighed once he finished rubbing her feet. "That will do for today." That's all she said after getting off his chest, no thank yous for the meal, no gratitude for helping her out. Just one simple sigh of relief, as if he just gave her permission to take advantage of his kindness.
He stood up and went back to where he usually sat watching TV alone until she inevitably showed up again tomorrow. This happened almost every day, except Sundays when she worked. Once he realized he was trapped there forever, he began to dread those days, wishing she wouldn't show up. Yet he still obeyed her commands, knowing full well he'd never be able to stop serving her whims.
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As Tony walk between classes he found Kari out of the corner of his eye. "Fucking bitch," He scoffed. She was wearing tight jeans and a form fitting blouse, her figure accentuated nicely by both. If she weren't such a cunt he might have given some consideration to asking her out instead of spending his free time sitting around in solitude. Unfortunately, the way she treated everyone put him firmly in the category of people he despised. No matter how attractive she looked, her personality ruined everything for him.
The memory of last night replayed itself of her pressing her foot into his face, he imagined if the roles were reversed, of her being on her knees with his cock pressed against her lips. His arm lifted his phone as his thumb hovered over a black app with a red demonic eye on it, that he didn't remember installing. In his moment of surprise, his arm moved independently of his mind, opening the app and framing her in the camera. Before he could think better of it, the photo snapped.
"What the fuck?" He spoke aloud, which was rare as he was so accustomed to being alone. He checked the phone to see the photo of Kari walking across the campus yard shift to a photo of her on her knees, lips wrapped around his dick. The demonic eye on the app was no longer there, but there was now an email attachment. He clicked it to see a message from 'Wicked Hearts' with a video link.
He took a few seconds to contemplate if this was really happening to him, before pressing the video link. A black screen with a demonic red eye appeared, and an inhuman voice spoke: "It appears that you have fallen prey to the appetites of your wicked heart. Don't worry the first time is free, we'll be in touch soon again, I'm sure." The video ended.
He wasn't sure what to make of this, so he pressed play again. Nothing. No video, no email, just black. The screen stayed black as the realization struck him that he had no idea how to get the image back. The second realization was the app had been deleted. "What the fuck is going on?" He shouted.
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Tony's head was swimming in confusion as he sat alone in his apartment, skipping the classes that he had remaining for the day. His mind wandered to the events that occurred the day before and he wondered if he was going mad. The video kept playing in his mind over and over, but he knew it was more than just that. There were so many things about it that he found unsettling, not the least of which being the demonic eye on the app that appeared and disappeared as it pleased. He heard the sound of the door unlocking and he went over to check the other room. It was Kari.
"You're early," He stated, trying to mask the concern in his voice.
"Yeah well, I got the whole day off today." She smiled, walking past him. He immediately knew something was wrong, she usually came in yelling and screaming not so soft-spoken like this. "I was thinking about you earlier today. Where were you during Calculus?" Her words took him by surprise, he assumed he'd been caught.
"I wasn't thinking about you." He responded defensively. "I was thinking about work and stuff. I'm busy you know?"
"I wonder if we can change that..." She said with a sly smile. "I was thinking about the day I caught you peeping on me. I bet you'd love to see that again wouldn't you?" His eyes widened unsure of how to respond. It felt like a trap question, that no matter how answered she was going to make some unreasonable demand of him. "The way you looked at me when I caught you..." She began to unbutton the blouse, exposing the ample cleavage beneath. "I could feel your gaze on me all day after that." She kept going as her top fell to the floor, revealing a black lacey bra with red accents that accentuated her figure.
"You've always had such a good eye for fashion haven't you?" She said in a sarcastic tone, "But I bet you'd prefer me out of them."
"The fuck!" He exclaimed, his mind overwhelmed by the enchanting view before him. His eyes were drawn to her chest like magnets. "What's going on?" He demanded to know, confused as to how this was happening.
"It's really simple, you're going to do anything and everything I tell you to." She stepped closed and grabbed him by the arm and dragged him to a nearby chair. " For your first order, sit back and enjoy." She commanded.
Tony sat in the chair and watched her as she put her hands behind her head, pushing her breasts up. "You can't be serious..." He began, but stopped short as she pressed her bare breast against his mouth. "Augh, what the fuck is going on!" He screamed as she pressed her tit against him. "What are you doing?"
"Don't worry, just sit back and relax." She smiled at him, pressing harder against his face. He began to breathe heavily through his nostrils, feeling the warmth of her breast as her hard nipple pressed against him. The overwhelming warmth of her soft flesh was soothing to his mind. Her scent filled his nostrils, she was clearly wearing some type of perfume that he loved. His mind felt like it was shutting down as her breasts smothered him.
"All you have to do is sit there, I'll do the work." He could hear the smile in her voice. She eventually pulled away and he felt like he was in a strip club as she seductively removed the rest of her clothing. Once she was down to her underwear, she stood before him, "How do you like the show?" She asked as she slowly turned around, giving him a good look at her lacey red ass.
"You're really something..." He whispered.
She turned back to face him, "You're going to have a lot more fun with me than you know." She began to rub herself through the thin fabric, moaning softly, "So much fun..." Tony's mind raced a mile a minute, this was too far for some joke, and this obviously wasn't Kari in her right mind. She stepped in close and began her lap dance, her supple ass cheeks pressed against his groin. She moved closer, rubbing her pussy over his pants while continuing her teasing. As soon as he thought she might finish, she spun away from him and started grinding her hips into his crotch. He could barely contain himself, his cock strained against his boxers as it pushed outward. She leaned forward until only inches separated their faces, then she kissed him, forcing her tongue inside his mouth. When they broke apart, she bit his lip, leaving a small mark, making sure he noticed. She continued dancing for him, moving even lower now, rubbing her breasts across his lap.
Her hand slid under his shirt and rubbed his abs, sending chills throughout his entire being. Then she reached between his legs, sliding her fingers along the outside of his pants along his shaft. She let go of him long enough to remove his belt and pants, letting them fall to the ground. Next came his briefs, which she also discarded without hesitation. Finally freed of any restraints or clothes, his erect cock sprung forth, standing tall and proud. She put one hand around his shaft and squeezed. "Wow, I'm not sure I've ever seen something this big before." She whispered in his ear, her warm breath caressing his neck. "You really are a perv huh?"
