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Chapter 8
Linda led Samantha up the stairs. Gretchen was right behind with her leash on Destiny and Destiny watched as Sam walked proud and erect. Des vowed that she would be too. Samantha’s air of confidence had become infectious. Des knew that she might not like everything that she was about to suffer but she vowed not to complain and whine and protest. She would take it stoically. She did wonder what was happening to Tiffany and how she was enduring.
Gretchen’s first order of business was to clean her new pet. There were no private baths so she led Destiny to the communal shower and tied her leash to a showerhead. Three other pink-collar girls, as Destiny had started thinking of them, were already there and were similarly attached to showerheads. Older sorority sisters stood behind or in front of each and were cleaning them. This is a very kinky place, thought Destiny.
Gretchen removed her clothes and stepped into the shower behind Destiny. Destiny had gotten glimpses of Gretchen’s body before but had never seen it fully naked. Now that her Resident Advisor was nude, Destiny realized just how stunningly beautiful Gretchen really was.
Gretchen washed her captive’s hair and then soaped the back of her body. When she turned the girl to face her, Destiny sucked in her breath as she again saw the beauty who owned her for the night. Gretchen looked like a Nordic goddess.
Gretchen’s touch was light and loving, which surprised Destiny. She was not sure what to expect but, based on the harsh dehumanizing treatment she had received so far, she did not expect tenderness and caring. Gretchen’s soapy fingers glided over Destiny’s forehead and face. Soapy hands slid down her neck and shoulders and arms. Her chest was lathered up and Destiny was surprised that her breasts only received minimal attention. Once the entire body had been scrubbed and then rinsed, the bar of soap was handed to the captive.
Destiny gulped as she realized that she was expected to wash Gretchen’s body. But she remembered her vow from earlier. She would not complain or protest. She set the soap aside for a moment, pushed Gretchen’s head under the shower, and then poured shampoo into her hand. She lathered up the platinum hair and then used fingers to work it in and massage the scalp.
“Mmmm, that feels so nice,” murmured Gretchen as the magic fingers massaged away.
“I’m glad you are enjoying it,” was all that Destiny said in response.
Destiny soaped up Gretchen’s body. When it came time to wash between the legs, she was torn. She didn’t want to touch her there at all but she knew that she had to. She thought about stabbing a finger up into her pussy as retaliation for the day but she was worried that the action might act as encouragement for Gretchen. She settled on just rubbing her flat fingers between the thighs to clinically cleanse her.
“Mmmm, that feels very good,” said Gretchen.
“I’m glad you are enjoying it,” Destiny repeated.
The shower ended and the two girls toweled each other dry. Destiny glanced around the shower room and had to stifle a gasp as she saw the other bathers engaged in overt sexual acts. She was very glad that Gretchen had spared her that indignity.
Gretchen finally took her hand and the two of them walked naked down the hall to the room where they had been earlier. Gretchen closed and locked the door behind her and then turned to Destiny.
“I’m hoping that you will enjoy this,” she said. “But either way, I plan to have you.”
Destiny nodded and cast her eyes down, “I read the rules. I am yours until tomorrow night. I will try to enjoy it.”
Gretchen lifted Destiny’s chin in her hand and leaned forward, kissing her. “You can’t possibly know how long I have been waiting for this.”
Destiny reached up and casually ran her fingers along the collar that bore her name. “I think I have an idea.”
Gretchen chuckled. “Yes, I think you do. Now lie on the bed. It’s time for me to eat my cupcake.”
Destiny felt an immediate jolt of panic but took in a deep breath to try to calm her nerves. She told herself that she had already done this much. The girl had licked her sex earlier in the camp during the games and she had survived. She could do this.
She crawled on the bed and stretched out her arms and legs as if she were back on the cross. Gretchen chuckled again at the sight and sat on the bed beside her beautiful stretched girl. She placed a palm over Destiny’s left breast and slowly palpated it. “Would you be more comfortable if I bound you?”
“No,” replied Destiny. “I don’t think so.”
Gretchen gave the glorious orb a squeeze and then leaned down to kiss Destiny on the lips. “Good girl. But let me know if you want to be tied. Some girls prefer it that way.”
“You can tie me if you like, Gretchen,” responded Destiny. “I belong to you and you can do as you wish. But you would be doing it for you; not me.”
Gretchen kissed Destiny again and snaked her tongue into the girl’s mouth, this time to explore it as her hand moved down to the soft, firm belly. “I do like a bound girl now and then. But tonight, I want a wiggly, squirmy girl.”
Destiny’s head was spinning again. All of this girl-kissing should have turned her off completely. To be sure, she would prefer not to kiss girls. But for some reason that she couldn’t explain, it did not turn her off. In fact, she could feel her pussy throbbing.
Gretchen crawled onto the bed and laid on top of Destiny. She ran her hands slowly along her captive’s arms until they were at her wrists. She grasped the slender wrists and held them as if she were pinning Destiny to the bed. “I own you, girl. How does it feel to be my property?”
Before Destiny could answer, though, Gretchen initiated another kiss. This one was long and passionate with both tongues seeking out the other. Gretchen twisted her body back and forth, letting her ripe breasts brush against Destiny’s. Destiny moaned softly into Gretchen’s mouth and was panting when the kiss ended.
“It feels strange to be owned,” Destiny finally responded once she regained her breath.
Gretchen laughed at the response. “I can live with strange.” Then she slid her body down the girl’s body, planting little kisses on her chin and throat and chest along the way. She reached the twin perfect breasts and painted them with her tongue, lapping slow paths from the base of each to the nipple. Then she slowly circled each nipple with her tongue before sucking one into her mouth. Destiny moaned again.
The younger girl lifted her head and looked in disbelief at her breast disappearing into Gretchen’s mouth. Gretchen’s platinum hair hung down on both sides of her beautiful face, framing it and forming a kind of tent under which she devoured the breast. Destiny wondered if this was what Samantha was referring to in the morning when she talked about feasting. She looked at her other nipple and was surprised to see it so stiff and standing erect. Surely she couldn’t be aroused by this. But deep down, she knew that she was aroused. Her stiff nipples and shallow breathing and pulsing pussy were all testaments to how her body was betraying her and giving itself to her aggressor.
Gretchen continued to dine on the bountiful breasts until Destiny was whimpering with lust. Then she slid lower, again, leaving a trail of little kisses behind her. She arrived between Destiny’s thighs and blew lightly on the petals which were now glistening with arousal. “It’s time for me to eat my cupcake.”
This is it, thought Destiny. She shuddered as she felt the warm breath across her steamy sex. And then she groaned as Gretchen’s tongue slowly lapped up one petal and then the other.
Gretchen took her time. She knew that she had all night so there was no hurry. Despite the fact that she owned this girl, she wanted it to be pleasurable for her. Even though she had conquered the Lambda, she wanted this to be a night that Destiny would always remember.
The tongue licked along the slick petals again and then scooped up between them. She savored the taste of the girl for a moment and then continued her conquest. She curled her tongue and stabbed it into the girl, eliciting another moan. She flickered her tongue over the stiff clit but stopped when she saw Destiny’s belly quivering. She did not want it to be over so soon. Destiny groaned when the arousal stopped.
Gretchen paused for a moment and then scooped her tongue up between the dewy petals again, gathering Destiny’s nectar. She slid her body back up the girl’s and kissed her. Destiny gasped as she realized what was about to happen and then scrunched her face up, knowing that she was about to taste herself. But when the tongue snaked back into her mouth, she found that it was not an unpleasant taste at all. Gretchen had her arms pinned to the bed again and Destiny suckled on the probing tongue, enjoying her first taste of woman.
Gretchen eventually returned to the sweet pussy and resumed her lapping and probing and flickering. Each time that Destiny was close to orgasm, the older girl would stop and would deliver more nectar to the younger girl’s lips. Destiny was moaning nonstop by this point and sucked greedily at Gretchen’s tongue and lips each time they were offered.
Finally, Gretchen pushed her over the edge. She flicked the cute little clit several times and then, once she saw Destiny’s belly quivering again, she sucked the little nubbin between her lips and pulsed it in and out of her mouth. Destiny let out a loud groan as she climaxed. Gretchen used her teeth to rake along the sensitive pearl, causing the orgasm to peak again. She continued to stimulate the girl with her lips and teeth until Destiny shrieked from the intolerable pleasure. Gretchen finally released the clitoris and kissed the girl’s sex. Then she climbed up the bed again and held Destiny in her arms, spooning with her. Destiny was panting hard, trying to catch her breath and then just whimpered as she started to recover.
“Wow,” breathed Destiny once she returned to earth.
“Wow is right, cupcake,” agreed Gretchen. “You were incredible.”
Destiny blushed and giggled at the same time. “But I didn’t even do anything. You did all the work.”
Gretchen reached around Destiny and cradled a heavy breast in her palm. “I’ll do that work any day. You really were incredible. Do you always climax like that?”
Destiny’s blush deepened. She could not believe that she was being asked about her orgasms. And she could not believe that she was lying in bed with another woman holding her breast. And she could not believe how powerful her climax had been. “Ummm, no,” she answered. “Never.”
Gretchen tilted her head forward and kissed Destiny’s cheek. “Then thank you for that. That was quite a gift you gave me. Now, it’s your turn.”
Destiny gulped. She knew that this moment was coming but had hoped that it wouldn’t. “Ummmm…. Errrrrrr,” she stammered. “Gretchen, I don’t think I can do that.”
Gretchen gave the soft, full breast in her hand a squeeze. “Cupcake, who does this belong to?”
Destiny was taken aback by the question but then remembered the rules of the game. She remembered that she was owned until Sunday night. She blushed again. “”It belongs to you, Gretchen.”
Gretchen slid her hand down and inserted a finger into the girl’s swampy sex. “And who does this tight little pussy belong to?”
“It belongs to you too, Gretchen.”
“Good girl,” replied Gretchen. She raised her hand to Destiny’s face and used her fingers to paint the girl’s lips with her own juices. “Who owns these?”
Destiny trembled before replying. “You own those lips.”
Gretchen snaked her fingers between the beautiful lips and stroked the girl’s tongue, cleaning off her fingers. “And this tongue. Who does it belong to?”
Destiny whimpered as she saw where this was leading. “It belongs to you too,” she replied after the fingers were extracted.
“Yes, they all belong to me. This entire gorgeous body is my property.” She was gliding her hand back down Destiny’s side and then gave her right bottom cheek a spank. “And now I want my property to get to work!” She gave the cheek another spank, harder this time, eliciting a yelp from the captive girl.
“Okay, okay, I’ll try.” Destiny sat up in bed, letting Gretchen position herself. She had never done anything like this before so she wasn’t sure how to start. She decided to repeat Gretchen’s actions and started by lying on top of her and kissing her. Gretchen’s hands roamed up and down Destiny’s back, caressing her soft skin and squeezing her butt. Destiny found it easier than she imagined and soon was lost in the kiss.
She trailed her lips downward and paid homage to the older girl’s large breasts. They were so soft and firm and Destiny paused for a moment with the warm breasts resting against each of her cheeks. She licked and nipped at the stiff little nipples until Gretchen started squirming. Then, she sucked them into her mouth one at a time and found herself enjoying the stiff nubbins against her tongue.
She finally made the journey to the juncture of Gretchen’s thighs. Gretchen was a true blonde, attested to by the soft, blonde tuft of sculpted hair on her mound. Destiny took a deep breath and tentatively stuck out her tongue, tasting another woman directly for the first time in her life. She was amazed at how good her captor tasted. It was a little different than her own nectar and seemed even sweeter.
She continued to mimic Gretchen’s earlier actions. She slid her tongue along each labia. She stabbed it into the warm tunnel. She scooped and fluttered and flickered. And each time that she sensed that Gretchen was nearing a climax, she stopped. She continued this pattern several times before she scooped some of her sexual mentor’s nectar up with her tongue and then slid up the bed to deliver it with a passionate kiss.
Gretchen playfully spanked each of the girl’s bottom cheeks when they got into reach. She suckled on Destiny’s tongue hungrily, feeling the pillowy breasts against her own. Finally, Destiny broke the kiss and Gretchen spanked her again. “You’re teasing me!”
Destiny giggled. “Yep. I have you under my control now.” Destiny slid back down the bed and started through her routine again, pausing each time Gretchen got close to climaxing.
“Oh god, I need it now, girl,” groaned Gretchen as Destiny paused for the seventh or eighth time. She reached down and grasped the younger girl’s head, holding it in place between her thighs. She arched her hips and tried to rub her clit over Destiny’s face to bring herself to climax but then groaned and released her girl when she wasn’t able to achieve her orgasm. Destiny went back to work. She pushed Gretchen to the edge finally, and then pushed her over. She sucked the clit, which was by now engorged, and used her tongue and lips and teeth to prolong the ecstasy.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,” cried Gretchen as wave after wave of orgasm washed over her. “Oh god!!!” she cried out as Destiny pushed her to a higher peak. It wasn’t until she was whimpering and babbling incoherently that Destiny finally relented. She slid up the bed and spooned with Gretchen, pressing her breasts into the older girl’s back and holding one of her lush orbs in her hand.
“Oh my gosh!” exclaimed Gretchen as she regained her breath. “Where did you learn that?”
“Ummm,” replied Destiny. “From you?”
“Damn, I must be good!” said Gretchen. “You were like a magician.” They made love one more time before falling asleep and cuddling together through the night.
Chapter 9
They awoke shortly before noon and showered together as they had the night before. Gretchen then got dressed and led her naked slavegirl downstairs to lunch. Samantha and Tiffany were already there and neither wore anything but their pink collars. Two of the other Lambdas were also there and naked but wore white collars.
“Still want to switch?” Linda asked Gretchen.
“Good god, no!” responded Gretchen loud enough for everyone to hear. Destiny blushed as she realized how everyone must be thinking her to be a slut.
“Good,” said Linda. “I’m enjoying my cupcake.”
Gretchen and Destiny made love two more times during the afternoon and even took a nap together because they were so exhausted. Finally, it was time to release the prisoners.
“I’m going to miss my cupcake,” said Gretchen as she stood in front of Destiny with the girl’s breasts in her hands. She bent down and kissed the soft upper swells of each breast and then kissed Destiny.
“Thank you for being gentle with me,” said Destiny.
Gretchen smiled. “I’ll be gentle with you any time you want. You really were quite the little magician.”
“Abracadabra!” said Destiny as she pointed quickly to Gretchen’s crotch. “Abracadabra!”
“What are you doing?” asked a confused Gretchen.
“Just seeing if I can make you climax with magic. Abracadabra!”
Gretchen laughed. “You probably could if you hadn’t worn me out already.”
The Lambdas were loaned clothes by the Sigma sisters. It was to be a short walk home since all of the sororities were on the same street but it would have been cruel to send them out naked. Besides, the time had run out on the game. The eight girls headed back to their sorority house together.
“Wow! That was wild!” exclaimed one girl as they walked.
“Yeah! What a bunch of perverts!” said another.
Samantha and Tiffany and Destiny walked silently at the back of the group and remained outside after the other five entered the Lambda house.
“Are you two okay?” asked Sam.
“I’m fine,” replied Tiffany. “It wasn’t so bad.”
“I’m fine too,” said Destiny. “It was an adventure.”
Samantha hugged the two pledges and then looked at Destiny. “A magician, huh?”
“Yep,” grinned Destiny. “Better watch out or I’ll try my abracadabra on you. Speaking of which, I’d like to schedule that lunch with you.”
Samantha furrowed her brow, confused by the comment.
“You know,” continued Destiny. “The feast.”
“Yeah, me too,” interjected Tiffany.
“Ohhhhhh!” said Sam as she figured out what the two girls were talking about. “What have I created? Just yesterday, you two were innocent pups. Now, you’re predatory wolves.”
“Yep, grinned Tiffany. “Wolves. Predatory.”
“And you look pretty tasty to us,” added Destiny.
“So does this mean that you are both rug munchers now?” asked Samantha.
“Yep,” replied Tiffany.
“And we want to munch on your rug,” added Destiny.
Sam laughed. Well, after yesterday, I don’t even have a rug.”
“I like bare floors too,” giggled Destiny.
Samantha gave each girl a hug and kissed them on the lips. “I would love to have my wolves feast on me. But not tonight. Linda was insatiable. I haven’t slept a wink.”
“Well, make it soon,” replied Tiffany.
“Yeah, we’re mighty hungry,” giggled Destiny again.
Tiffany and Destiny walked hand in hand back to the dormitories. Destiny dropped Tiffany off at hers and then continued on to her own. The hall meeting was just starting and Gretchen was calling everyone to order.
“Hey, before you get started,” said one girl. “How was your weekend,, Gretchen?”
“Yeah,” added another girl. “How did the games go?”
Everyone knew that the Lambdas and the Sigmas were facing each other this weekend which meant that Gretchen and Destiny would be opposing one another. They were dying all weekend to find out what happened. They were especially curious since neither Gretchen nor Destiny returned early.
“The Sigmas won,” Gretchen said. Everyone turned to Destiny who just shrugged her shoulders. “The Lambdas fought well and almost won but we just wore them down. You will be pleased to know that our little Destiny was quite the warrior, though. She tacked and captured almost all of our scouts.”
Again, all heads turned to Destiny. And again, she just shrugged.
“The other thing that happened was that I had a cupcake,” said Gretchen. Destiny blushed and hoped that nobody knew what Gretchen was talking about. No heads turned so she assumed that they were not familiar with the term.
“Oh,” said one girl. “How was it?”
“Mmmm,” replied Gretchen as she rubbed her tummy. “It was beautiful and warm and delicious. It was the best cupcake I’ve ever had.”
Destiny blushed again. And then one of the girls turned to her and asked, “Did you have a cupcake too?”
“Nah,” she replied. “I had a warm, cream-filled tart. And mine was unbelievably tasty.”
The End
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