Taylor Pays For College Ch 02

The next morning Taylor woke up with Emily sitting at her desk using her laptop. She was watching the video that had helped pay for Taylor's prom expenses. "Where did you find that? I got rid of that as soon as I sent it."

Emily just looked over at her. "You're not good at this, if I was you I would have gotten the guy whose dick is in your mouth to pay for the limo, then I would have kept the cash. It doesn't matter; I'm going to take over this operation. I have a plan."

"Aren't you hung over? How long have you been there?" Taylor wasn't ready for this to start so early in the morning.

"I'm not a freshman honey, I don't have time for that shit. I need to get myself some cash."

"OK, so what do we do next?" Taylor had absolutely no idea what she might say.

"We are going to build slowly. Cash in on each stop."

"OK, well what's the next stop?" Again, Taylor asked a question she could never have guessed an answer to.

"After reading all of your emails, I can tell he likes it when there is a risk of you getting in trouble. He doesn't want to watch you using the dildos in your room, but he was really excited about you showing your tits in the library. He also likes watching you be embarrassed. He likes it when guys cum on your face, and when I make you kiss my feet. He did give you some good ideas about sitting on the floor, cleaning up my food, even rubbing my feet. That did get catch my attention."

"Ummm ok, so should I give you like back rub or something?"

"No, I'm going to my morning workout, you are going to do my laundry. I left you directions in my room. Don't fuck it up, I'm particular about my clothes. When I come back in a couple hours, you're going to point your laptop into my room, but just enough so he can only see the side of the room that doesn't have the bed in it." Wow, Emily really did have a plan.

"OK, ummm then what?" Taylor knew she was about 10 steps behind already.

"Oh, that's the fun part. I'm going to bend you over my bed and spank your ass until either your cheeks are bright red, or my wrist hurts for screwing up my laundry, but we are only going to let him see just a little bit. He'll like what he hears through. Then he'll want to see more next time and we can get paid twice for the same thing." Emily was really game planning.

"OK, so I tell him you're making me do some chores, that's good, then you come back, pretend your laundry is messed up, and like you going to hit the side of the bed or something? How will the sound be right?" Taylor really wasn't sure how this would work.

That's the first time Emily looked away from the computer. Slowly that same smile from last night returned to her face. She stood up and walked across the room, when she was right next the bed she leaned over, and pulled her sweatpants down. She then stood back up looked Taylor in the eye and grabbed her chin so Taylor couldn't look away. "No, you're going to do my laundry exactly as I have told you to, but we are going to pretend you fucked up. Then I'm really looking forward to spanking you until you squeal while I get paid for it." She then bent back over, pulled her panties off, and put them over the top of Taylor's head. "You better get moving there are a lot more of those in my room." And with that Emily walked out of Taylor's room.

It took Taylor a moment to collect herself. Was she really about to get spanked? Did she really have to do a bunch of laundry? She went in to Emily's room and found the note on top of a laundry basket. It was a list of instructions on what articles of clothing went in what drawers. At the bottom there were two notes added.

1.Ask him if he wants to see all of my underwear. I'm guessing he will want to. If he wants to you to put any on do it (just make sure we get paid) but remember exactly which ones you wore, you'll have to rewash them later.

2.Remember, you can say no to anything you want, but as soon as you do I stop helping you in any way. Enjoy sitting down this afternoon!

Taylor got moving down the stairs to the laundry room.

She wasn't able to get ahold of Emmett as she put the laundry away which left her plenty of time to sit and think about what was about to happen. What do you do when you have to kill time before your semi recorded spanking from your college roommate?

Eventually Emmett Skyped Taylor, and got an update on where things stood. He was very relived as Taylor promised she had smoothed things over, and the fact that Emily had left her a chore to do was clearly a good sign. Just as they were finishing up speaking Taylor heard the door to her suite open.

"Hey, did you get it all done?" Emily went right to it.

"Leave this on, I want to listen" Emmett whispered.

Taylor angled the camera as they had discussed. "Yep, just like you wanted".

As Emily walked into her room she saw the laptop and knew it was time to go. "OK, let me look this over, why don't you come in here and sit with me." As Taylor walked into her room Emily pulled her shirt off over her head, giving Emmett a clear look at her in her sports bra.

Emily opened and closed a few of her draws, the whole while rubbing her hands together. Taylor was starting to get nervous, she knew what was about to happen, and while she knew she needed it to happen she had no idea how far Emily would take it.

Emily, speaking a bit louder than normal "Taylor what the fuck is wrong with you? Get over here."

Emily moves her to the other side of the room where Emmett can get a peak. With Taylor's back up against the concrete wall, Emily runs her hand down the side of her face, lets it trail down her shoulder, up against the side of her breast, and down to the front of her shorts. "Taylor, what am I going to do about this?" With that she ran her hand down between Taylor's legs, and she leaned into Taylor's ear. Taylor could feel her breath on her face and her hand between her legs. Taylor closed her eyes and tried to lean into her. Taylor thought this might actually be enjoyable. Then Emily ducked away, bent over and pulled Taylor's shorts down. As she stood back up she grabbed Taylor by the hair and pulled her over to her bed and off screen.

Taylor lay with her face smothered in a pillow. She knew what she looked like from where Emily was standing. Taylor's legs where longer than the bed was high, so her ass stuck up in the air at very nice height for Emily to take swings at. Emily stepped up behind her; Taylor could feel her legs press up against hers. She reached forward, and once again laced her fingers into Taylor's hair. She leaned in and whispered "Here we go toy, I'm so turned on right now and I haven't even started." It was only a moment later when Taylor felt the first strike come down on her ass. The sound bounced off of the concrete walls, but Taylor managed not to scream. The second strike landed on the other side, and was just as loud. Her skin tingled, from her ass all the way up her body. After that start she knew this was going to hurt, but there was also a thrill knowing she was involved in getting this blue eyed goddess turned on.

"Say you're sorry, tell me you're not going to fuck up next time!" and with that she slapped her again.

"I'm sorry Emily, I can do better, I promise."

"I'm going to make sure you remember" Emily's voice would be best described as a hiss.

Emily moved to behind her, and started slapping the sides of both of her ass cheeks at the same time. Taylor felt her skin start to get hot, and eventually it stopped hurting with each slap and was just a constant sting of pain. Taylor's eyes started to water, and she couldn't help but whimper.

"Please stop Emily, please, it really hurts."

"You want me to stop? Too bad, your ass isn't red enough for my taste yet."

With the next slap Taylor let out a full cry. Emily slowed, letting Taylor's noises be fully heard by the computer across the hall. She started to think it was over.

"Alright, just three more on each side, hold still or they won't count." Emily said while slowly rubbing her hands over Taylor's backside. She loved the way Taylor's ass jiggled just a bit as she slapped it.

As Emily lined up her next shot she paused, and ran her finger tips over the skin of Taylor's pink backside. She couldn't believe how much fun she was having, she would have gladly done this for free, but the fact Taylor was going to hand her over a pile of cash made it even better. She smiled as she decided that she was going to have Taylor thank her after the computer was turned off.

As Emily lined up her shot she reached between Taylors legs with her left hand, pushing her hips up even higher. Her hand brushed Taylor's pussy, and she thought she heard a slight moan, a bit different cries of pain she had been hearing. The next slap hit her right across both of her ass cheeks. The yells turned to a cry, and Taylor buried her face deeper into the pillow. The next two slaps came fast, and hard, right on the same spot. Taylor whimpered, like a dog whose tail had been stepped on. Once Emily let go of her, Taylor slumped to the floor, but quickly realized she would need to find a new position. As she repositioned herself onto her hands and knees, Emily sat down on the bed.

"I like that position; you can go across the hall just like that." Emily taunted.

Taylor didn't need to respond, she just slowly started crawling across the floor. As she got to the other side of the room she realized this would be the first glimpse Emmett got of her since the spankings started. She looked up at the laptop screen, and was met with a look she hadn't seen from him before. A moment later his face relaxed, and she realized the sight of her crawling across the floor with a red ass had been the final encouragement he needed to cum. She got into her room and closed the door.

Emily yelled across the hall: "Taylor I'm gonna need you in the common room in about 5 minutes, they are replaying my game on campus TV, I want to watch it with you"

Taylor looked up at Emmett; she was still having trouble getting to her feet. Every movement made her keenly aware of the stinging sensation coming from her ass. She had no idea when she would be able to sit down again.

"That was very very good. I need to see that next time!" Emmett cheered.

Taylor knew Emily was right, this was just what she said would happen.

"It really hurt I don't ever want to do that again." Taylor did her best to whimper.

"Well you will unless you want to go home and work at McDonalds."

He had taken the bait.

"OK, whatever you say. I can do it for you." Taylor purred, "I'm gonna go watch the game with her."

It was then that Emily stuck her head in the door.

"Let's move the game is starting, oh and lose your shirt, I like how you get a little nervous and twitchy when your naked, and bring your laptop to play some music, I don't need to listen to the dumb announcers"

Taylor realized that this might be more than a relaxing revisiting of Emily's athletic glory.

As they sit on the couch Taylor feels awkward. Even though she knows Emily is in on it, she is still sitting, naked and red assed in her common room while a man watched, and her roommate toyed with her. What was she going to have to do next?

" I score the two goals pretty early on, one about 5 minutes in and the next around the 15 minute mark."

"Ummm OK" Taylor again didn't know where she was going with this.

"I score the first one with my right foot, when we get close I want you to lick and suck on it while I watch."

Taylor stared at her. She had just beaten her ass after getting her laundry done, and now she was going make her tongue bathe her foot?

Taylor silently slid to the floor and positioned herself at Emily's feet. As the game kicked off she waited until a few moments had passed, and then without having to be asked, she pointed her backside at her laptop and leaned down to Emily's feet. She slowly kissed the top of her foot. She cups Emily's heel in her hand and raised her toes up to her mouth. She slowly puts each of her toes into her mouth and sucks on them, running her tongue along the sides of each one. As she starts to suck on the bottom of Emily's foot, she hears her first moan. As she glances up and she is shocked to see Emily has her hand down her shorts, and is chewing on her bottom lip. Taylor steals a glance towards Emmett, who is staring back at the scene in front of him. Emily is putting on a good show, and Taylor goes back to her role in it.

After the first goal, Emily moaned, "Other foot, go, I'm close". That's when Taylor realized it wasn't just a show. She really must have been turned on spanking her, and she certainly looked like she was really enjoying this.

As the minutes go by Taylor realizes she is relieved. Emily is going to make this work for her, and for the first time this semester she sensed some calmness. As Emily's breathing starts to quicken Taylor does her best to keep up with her. She licks, sucks and kisses as much as she can, Taylor even tries to let Emily hear her moan some. Emily arches her head back and her hand begins moving even faster. Her left hand slides up her shirt and Taylor can glimpse the underside of her round breast as gropes herself. Just as Taylor sees Emily's teammates celebrating her second goal on the screen Emily gives a last gasp, and then her body tenses. Taylor can't believe she just watched Emily cum.

As Emily starts to relax, Taylor sits back down on the couch next to her.

Emily turns to her and says "Open your mouth."

Taylor is happy to play her role without thinking did as she was told. That is when Taylor got her first taste of Emily's cunt as she put her fingers into her mouth. At first Taylor is shocked and tries to move herself away. Emily firmly grabs her hair, and shoves her mouth back onto her hand.

"Pretend it's a cock." Emily tells her, almost gently.

As Taylor slowly starts to suck on Emily's pussy soaked fingers she looks back into Emily's eyes. She realizes she will do whatever her older roommate wants her to do; she doesn't have the fight left to figure out another plan.

"Kneel in front of me." Emily demands.

Taylor moves back her position between Emily's legs on the floor. Emily holds her fingers in front of her shorts, and Taylor lowers her mouth down onto her fingers, sucking each one, and bobbing her head up and down.

"Good girl, good girl, I'll bet you look great sucking a real cock."

Taylor looks up at Emily, and tries to nod yes without breaking her rhythm.

"OK go shower, we are going to a party tonight' and with that Emily, stood up and went into her room.

Taylor was left on the floor of her suite once again, naked, humiliated, and with a soaking wet pussy.

She couldn't wait for the party.

As she gets out of the shower and comes back to her room she sees that Emily has laid out clothes for her to wear. She wonders if this will become a normal part of the routine. It's not till she goes to put them on that her jaw drops. It is a white button down shirt and a tiny plaid schoolgirl skirt. Taylor can't believe she is going to be expected to go out in this. Suddenly everything she felt just a few minutes earlier changes as she stood there naked staring what might lead to the most shameful night of her life. Would Emily be parading her around like some kind of cheap whore?

"You like it? It's going to be so cute" Emily said from behind her.

Without turning around Taylor just said "How many people are going to see me like this, and what am I going to have to do?"

"Well, a lot of people it's a party"

Taylor starts to feel angry. She thought she had finally come to terms with this, but being some kind of party slut put on display was too much, she turned to tell Emily to go to hell, but as she turns to face Emily she is shocked to see Emily wearing the same outfit that is on her bed, in fact her skirt might even be smaller.

"Wait, why are you wearing that?"

"It's a principal and schoolgirl party, everyone is going to be dressed like this, hurry up I want a drink before we leave"

This is the final bit of resistance in Taylor. The relief she feels is so large that she knows she is not going to fight or even question anything again. The feeling of loss that comes every time she thinks this isn't going to work or is too much for her. Emily is the answer to her problems and Taylor is just going to do whatever it is she wants.

After getting dressed and having a couple shots from the bottle she took from the guy's suite a few days ago (it seemed so much longer!) Taylor is actually feeling good. Emily has an amazing ability to switch from tormentor to friend quickly. When two other girls from the soccer team stop by their suite they all do one more shot together and head out to the party. The house is just off campus and as they walk over the combination of the booze and the excitement of going to a large party makes Taylor feel giddy. While Taylor has had fun these first few weeks of college she hadn't been to anything that would be considered a party, it had been smaller gatherings in dorm rooms. Despite the silly outfit, being with other girls dressed the same way gave her a sense of belonging that she loved.

Taylor had a great time at the party, met a ton of people and drank more then she probably should have. As she notices people are starting to leave she doesn't want the night to end. When she finds Emily she is in one of the host's bedroom with his roommate.

Emily is clearly drunk again, and throws her hands around Taylor as she enters the room. After some slurred introductions Taylor is pretty sure their names are Tim and Marcus.

"There she is! I thought you had left me. Sit down, sit down." Emily slurs.

The beds in the room are bunked which leaves enough room for a small table and a couple of chairs in the middle of the room. There is a bottle of vodka and a few shot glasses on the table and Taylor is guessing Emily has been helping herself to plenty of it.

"I don't want to go home, OHHHH, let's play a game!" Emily shouts to no one in particular.

Taylor immediately knows what's coming next and is shocked when Tim says "let me guess, truth or dare?' Apparently Emily really does love this game. Then Marcus jumped in. "Well it could be a little different, we don't know Taylor very well. "

Taylor is drunk enough to take this interest as a compliment, and apparently her not arguing was a yes for Emily.

Emily jumps right in "OK, Taylor Truth or Dare?"

Taylor is not surprised she has to go first and the guys look very happy when she plays a long. Little do they know what little choice she has.

"Truth"

Emily looks at her disappointed, Taylor understands this means she will be picking dare going forward.

"OK, you boring slut, when was the last time you were spanked?"

Tim actually spits out some of his drink at this, "Wow, Emm, getting right to it?"

Taylor just looks down at her skirt, but she knows she's going to be honest, "Well, this afternoon actually after I screwed up putting Emily's laundry away."

Emily cackles with laughter, while the guys glance from each other to Emily and quickly to Taylor.

Emily clarifies "Yep, I bent her right over my bed and spanked her till she yelped!"

Marcus is incredulous. "Fucking what? Emily, why are you spanking your roommate?"

"Oh she deserved it, she's a freshman who gets to live in a suite, you guys are seniors and have bunk beds. "

The guys were drunk enough that this actually seemed like a pretty good point, but either way they were certainly interested in continuing the game now.

Taylor decided to try and get some control, and change the subject.

Taylor jumps in. "OK Emily Truth or Dare?"

"Dare because I'm not a pussy."