Kelly's Slave
Introduction
The whole idea of college was pretty exciting for me. I'd grown up in a fairly
small town and was dying to get away. The offer of a softball scholarship at a
university across the country was more than I'd ever hoped for. My senior year
I'd had a big growth spurt, ending up 5'10" and about 140 pounds of mostly
muscle, although I did have a 34B-24-30 figure. I was kind of girly too and
fought the stereotypes of female athletes by keeping my brown hair long and
neatly styled along with paying attention to my clothes and make-up. I expected
to go to a local school, work my way through and maybe move away afterwards, but
being named to the all state softball team and winning the championship had
gotten me the scholarship offer. Now I was here, two thousand miles from my
parents, on my own. I was also excited because I could do all the things I
hadn't been able to do at home. I'd been reading about all sorts of things
online, and as the months had gone on I'd begun to focus on S/m and slavery
related websites and chats.
At school, everything was great, my roommate and I got along really well, she
was from Phoenix, and so was used to big groups more than I was. At first I got
the chance to tag along with the group of friends she made at school, eventually
we all were having a lot of fun. We set our room up with the beds against each
wall, the two desks back to back inbetween the beds and our dressers against the
wall between the door to the closet and the door to the bathroom. Between
classes, getting in shape for softball and spending time with my new friends, I
didn't have much time to get online. One night I was chatting with some people,
taking a couple of hours away from studying when my computer just hissed and
died. It wouldn't start up at all, one of the guys we knew was pretty good with
computers and he said he'd take a look at it, but he kept giving me excuses why
he couldn't get it done. My roommate, her name is Kelly by the way, let me use
her computer to do my schoolwork, so I wouldn't have to go to the computer labs.
That could be a real challenge, especially once it started snowing, since I
didn't have a car.
One night, she was out, and I was using her computer to do research for a paper.
I figured it wouldn't hurt to chat a little bit and do some play browsing. I
didn't realize how much I would miss the stuff I'd been reading and chatting
about until I couldn't access them. After that, I used her computer to chat
more frequently, but I was always really careful to do it only when I knew she'd
be gone and to erase all the traces when I was done. As it got colder and the
city pretty much closed down, I spent more and more time online. It helped that
my roommate had started dating a guy and was spending a lot of nights in his
room, leaving me on my own. I started playing online, masturbating as I chatted
with Doms. I also began to explore bisexuality, serving women online, doing as
they ordered me.
Everything kind of exploded one night when I was doing just that, chatting
online with a Domme, kneeling naked on the floor in front of the computer,
fingering my clit at her command. Suddenly I heard the doorknob jiggling. I
panicked, jumping up and running into the bathroom. I pulled my robe on quickly,
walking back into the room and found Kelly in tears looking at her computer
screen. I was horrified, thinking I'd offended her. She asked me what was
going on. Online, the Domme was asking where I'd gone and ordering me to answer
her. I mumbled something and quickly shut the system down. Kelly let it go, it
turned out she was actually upset about her boyfriend, he'd ditched her to go
out with his friends. I sat and sympathized with her. I could still feel the
wetness between my legs and was very aware that all I had on was my robe. I
ended up comforting her for almost an hour while she poured out all the mean
things he had done to her over the previous weeks. Eventually she dozed off on
her bed, giving me a chance to change into my pajamas and go to sleep.
The next morning, I woke up early, Kelly was still asleep, and I changed and
bundled up and slipped out to a full day of classes. When I came back to the
room, Kelly was in a long t-shirt and using her computer, she only grunted at me
when I said hello and it looked like she was chatting, so I laid down for a nap,
since I didn't get much sleep.
I woke up to Kelly shaking me, she told me to get up, that we needed to chat. I
set up, rubbing my eyes, groggy from the nap. She told me that she'd looked
over some of the stuff I'd been doing online and asked me why I was looking at
that stuff. She'd also chatted with the Domme I had been chatting with the
night before. I tried to gloss over it, just saying I was bored and kind of
wandered into it, but it turned out the Domme had saved our chats and sent them
to Kelly. Since I was caught, I came clean, telling her all about my interest
in D/s and how I had explored it online. She seemed kind of upset and said
maybe it was best if I didn't use her computer unless she was around. I was
really worried since she was my best friend at school and I didn't want anything
to get messed up between us.
Things were a little uncomfortable for a while after that, especially since
Kelly broke up with her boyfriend, so we were both around the room a lot.
Luckily winter break was only a couple of weeks away and I hoped things would
blow over during the vacation.
