CHAPTER 8

Kate had gone through a strange transformation while Ryan had been talking at the door. At first, she was horrified. She didn't trust Monica, and she thought she was ruined. Monica had just moved into the sorority at the start of the school year, but she'd already secured a room next to Kate's on the highly exclusive third floor due to her extraordinary looks. So Kate didn't know her well, and she felt wary.

Fearing the worst, Kate immediately found a towel and wiped her face clean of the cum Erin had smeared on her. Then she went to her wardrobe and found some "normal" clothes to put on. She quickly dressed, including wearing a bra and panties. While she was doing that, Erin had disappeared. The next time Kate looked around, she was surprised to find Erin at the front door, still completely naked. She thought the others had to be crazy.

Then Kate sat in a chair and nervously prepared for the worst. She couldn't hear what was being said at the door, but guessed Monica was threatening blackmail and Ryan was trying to talk her out of it.

Having Monica knock on her door reminded her that other Kappa girls were likely to come looking for her soon if she didn't show up at the party before long. She didn't know what was going to happen now, but the last thing she wanted in any case was to get more people involved. So she found her cell phone. She had the ringer set on "vibrate," so she discovered she'd missed a number of recent calls and text messages. She didn't want to call anybody, but she texted some of her closest friends in the sorority (in as much as she had close friends), and told them not to look for her, as she was feeling sick and was likely to miss the party altogether.

Then she put her phone away, keeping the audible ringer off. She didn't want to be reminded of the world outside her room.

Kate was puzzled when she saw Ryan move into the hallway and pull back some kind of ball of red cloth. But she was utterly flabbergasted when she saw Monica slip through the door totally naked! Her jaw just about hit the floor when Monica proceeded to "shake" Ryan's erection after shaking his hand.

At that point, Kate grew extremely irate. She thought, Ryan is MINE! I found him first! Fuck off and die! Go find your own big cock! But she didn't dare say that out loud. For one thing, she figured they were still on thin ice with Monica. She could still resort to blackmail at any time. Furthermore, she couldn't claim that Ryan was hers, since Erin had been there the whole time too. Claiming that "Ryan belongs to Erin and me" would sound weak and embarrassing. Plus, even she could scarcely believe she was thinking that, since she'd been calling him a "nobody" and a "loser" in her mind not that many minutes ago.

While she was trying to sort out her confused thoughts, she saw Monica tackle Ryan to the floor and then wind up on top of him, wildly humping him and kissing him.

She stood up, incensed, and thought, Okay, that's IT! This shit stops now! What is Monica trying to do?! Ryan is MINE! (Even though she'd just dismissed that thought, it came back again, and stronger than before.) Get your hands off him, you SLUT!

She glared in Monica's general direction, but nobody even knew she was there. They were so busy with each other that she doubted they'd pay her any mind even if she shouted and cursed.

She sat back down, completely deflated. SHIT! Shit, shit, shit! This is NOT going well! I suppose Ryan is doing that to Monica on purpose. If he seduces her, then she won't be a threat. But at what cost?! It's bad enough having Erin here. I don't want Monica to get involved too! This is turning into a disaster!

She searched her feelings, and realized, I want Ryan! Not in a loving way, oh no! Not even as a

boyfriend. There's no chance of that. But in a purely carnal way! Yes, yes, yes! In that way, I want him all for my own. I don't want to share him with anybody. And with my looks, I shouldn't have to! He should be kissing my feet and worshipping the ground I walk on, like all my boyfriends have!

She sighed, more confused than ever before. I don't get it. Who IS he, really?! He came in here unannounced, boldly announcing that he was going to "claim" me, whatever the hell that means. I thought it was a joke! He was just some guy from one of my classes who stared at me a lot! But now, now... I want to go over there and pull Monica off him, kick her tiny ass, and then sock Erin's jaw for good measure! So I'll have him all for my own!

What I'd really like is to have him alone for the rest of the evening and kind of use him as my human blow-up doll, so I can find out how much fun a blowjob can really be. If I can get my lips around his shaft, that is! Gaawwwd, that's gonna be tough! And I'm certainly not ready to lose my virginity tonight, especially not to a mysterious stranger like him. But there are other things we could do. He could go down on me, we could sixty-nine... Hell, I might even be willing to try a titfuck for the first time! I don't get this horny very often, so I should take full advantage while I still feel inspired.

But none of that is going to happen, not at this rate. In fact, he's probably forgotten all about me. Here I am, fully dressed and acting like a sourpuss, while Monica is on the verge of fucking him and Erin looks like she's trying to figure out how to join in. Well, I'm not just going to sit here like an idiot and lose to them!

Feeling newly determined, she stood back up and began rapidly removing all the clothes she'd just put on. She felt strangely relieved and very, very horny once she was completely naked again. She wandered over to where the others were, but she stopped a ways away, feeling too shy and nervous to come closer.

That's when Ryan happened to notice her. He was going to say something to her, but he didn't get a chance, because that was right when Erin said, "He's said some crazy stuff about wanting to 'claim' us and that he's going to make us into his 'personal sluts.' But the real situation is still undefined."

Monica had something to say to that. With her face looking down at Ryan from a couple of inches away, she said to him, "I don't know what you're talking about with all this 'claiming' talk. In fact, I have no fucking idea whatsoever what's going on in the room, or even who the hell you are!"

She had a hand on his boner, but she brought her other hand to his face and pointed at his nose so close that she repeatedly poked it. "But I'll tell you one god damn thing! A couple of minutes ago, I heard you doubt that I am 'worthy' of you. I sure as hell am worthy! And I'm going to show you just how motherfucking worthy I am right now, you gilipollas! So let's FUCK!" ("Gilipollas" roughly means "bastard.")

Hearing all that, a completely naked Kate finally rushed to where the others were, clutching her massive boobs to prevent them from swinging. "Wait a minute! Wait just one minute! Nobody is going to fuck anybody!"

Monica turned partly on top of Ryan so she could look at Kate. (Unfortunately, that meant both Ryan and Erin had to let go of her ass.) With her small body now on its side instead of face down over him, his erection came into full view. She resumed jacking him off, and casually said, "Oh, hi Kate. There you are. I was wondering what happened to you."

Monica was being remarkably brazen, considering she didn't know much about what was going on, and Kate had a reputation for being quite bitchy and difficult. However, she had heard both Kate's and Erin's voices screaming in ecstasy while she'd been masturbating and listening through the wall. She assumed there had to be a previously unknown sexual side to Kate that was fine with sharing a man,

and much more.

But mostly, she was so very aroused that she didn't want to stop.

Kate gasped in lusty dismay to see Monica's small hand sliding up and down Ryan's oversized cock.

To make matters worse for Kate, Erin was still naked and kneeling near Ryan's crotch, trying to get more involved. With Ryan's cock finally uncovered, Erin reached for it, wanting to stroke it too.

Monica didn't want to get on Erin's bad side, since she knew she was an interloper, so she let go and moved her hand down to Ryan's balls instead. Thus, within seconds, Erin was jacking off his long cock while Monica was fondling his balls. And it all happened easily, without anyone saying a word.

Kate was so horny, jealous, and desperate that she wanted to cry. UGH! Fuck! That's so wrong! That's so hot! Gaawwwd! I wish I could bend down, somehow take his cock in my mouth, and show both of these shameless sluts that Ryan wants ME! I'm the one he came for in the first place!

Ryan looked to Kate, seemingly unfazed by this penis hand-over that had just taken place. He said, "Yeah, hi Kate. Where HAVE you been?"

Kate recovered quickly, since she was forced to speak. She pointed deeper into her large room. "I was sitting over there, thinking that we were going to get in trouble. But that's not going to happen, is it?"

Ryan smiled. "No, it's not. Monica has agreed to be my slave, at least for the evening. We'll see if she qualifies for a permanent position." He looked up at Monica and smiled at her too.

Monica smiled back. "You ARE a gilipollas! I knew it!" "What's that mean?" he asked.

"Bastard, basically."

Kate sank to her knees next to Ryan, since that's where the others were. But she practically exploded at Monica, "How can you just sit there just causally talking while fondling his balls?! Didn't you hear him? He just said he's going to make you into some kind of sex slave!"

Monica rolled her eyes. "Yeah, right. Like that'll ever happen. We're just playing around and flirting. He said that in order to join you guys, I had to agree to obey his every command, so I guess I am his sex slave. But just for the evening! That's a big, big difference. It's just a role-play thing. Nobody is going to make me do something I don't already want to do, that's for sure."

Kate pointed out, "But, if you agreed to do anything he says tonight..."

Monica smiled wolfishly. "What can I say? I like to do a lot of things! Especially if it involves the two of you, and this!" She looked to his cock with her hand pumping on it right when she said "this!".

Kate and Erin were staring at it already. Erin was salivating and licking her lips, remembering the blowjob she'd given him before.

Kate said with a worried look, "I don't know anything about him. I don't know at all. He's dangerous!" Monica asked, "Dangerous how?"

Erin fielded that. "Dangerously sexy! Once you get started playing with his cock, you just can't stop! Isn't that right, Kate? In fact..."

Erin came up with an idea on the spot to help make sure Kate stayed horny and willing. Since Kate was now kneeling right next to Erin, and within easy reach of Ryan's crotch, Erin grabbed Kate's nearest hand with her free hand and brought it to his cock. Then she let go of his pole and let Kate take over.

Kate was very embarrassed, and didn't know what to do. But her cock-lust was too strong. She began

stroking, sloshing her fingers up and down his soaked hard-on. This isn't happening! I swear, I'm not here! I'm not doing this!

Erin was victorious. "Good girl, Kate. Very good. See what I mean, Monica? It's kind of addictive. We call it 'The Beast.'"

Monica grinned wolfishly. "'The Beast?' I like that!"

Kate was thinking as she stared at her hand sloshing all over Ryan's cock, I hate this thing! It's making me lose my mind. All I can think about is "cock, cock, cock!" Look at me, totally humiliated, again!

Naked and pleasuring him, again! Erin even just called me "good girl" again. Doesn't she remember I'm the president of this sorority? Nobody tells me what to do. I tell them what to do. I AM Princess Kate! This is an outrage!

But she kept those thoughts to herself, because lust won again. Monica was no longer blushing from her doorway adventure, but now Kate's face was cherry red.

Oblivious to Kate's frustrated thoughts, Monica asked Erin, "So is it as incredible to get fucked by him as I think it is?"

Erin put her hand on Kate's since she was feeling left out again. That forced Kate to stop stroking since Erin's hand wasn't moving. Erin replied, "We don't know. He hasn't fucked us yet."

Monica was astonished. "You're kidding me! Why not?! What are you waiting for?! Clearly, you've gone way, way off the reservation with this guy, and by the way, I fully approve. I'm especially surprised at you, Kate. I thought you had a stick up your ass. But it turns out you know how to get it on. You go, girl!"

Kate forced herself to smile at that, even though it increased her red-faced embarrassment. "Thanks." She was no longer moving her hand, but since she still held the prime real estate at the top of Ryan's cock, she was happily rubbing his sweet spot.

That left the rest of his shaft to Erin, and Erin took advantage. First, she took her hand off of Kate's. Then, using just the tips of her thumb and fingers since there wasn't much room, she started stroking up and down as many inches of Ryan's shaft as she could.

Monica noticed the change of hand positions, and said, "Hey! Check it out! I'm fondling his balls, Erin, you're stroking his cock, and Kate, you're rubbing the best part! That is so wild! I've never seen that!

And to think that I thought I'd have to be on my best behavior here at KKG!" She laughed.

Kate said while she also stared at the three hands from different women, "Actually, this kind of thing NEVER happens here. I'm a junior as you know, and I've never heard of anything even remotely like this. I've never done this with anyone, anywhere!"

Erin gladly added, "But don't worry, Monica, the times they are a-changin'! And Ryan here got it all started."

"Cool!" Monica responded happily enough. Then she asked, "So why is it you two haven't fucked him yet? Are you scared of his size? Hell, I'll take him on and I'm way smaller than you!"

Kate said a bit sheepishly, "It's not that. It's that all of this just started up in the last hour or two. Ryan walked into my room like he owned the place and proclaimed some bullshit mumbo jumbo about how he was going to claim us."

"WOW!" Monica exclaimed. "¡Joder! Ryan, you move FAST!" She looked down at him and flashed a sexy smile. Then she turned her head to Kate. "But I don't know about that being bullshit. Just look at what he's got the THREE of us doing!"

Ryan had been silent for a while, but now he spoke up. He had a plan of action that had been forming in his mind. "Speaking of doing things, I love the triple handjob, but there's too much talking and not enough action. Erin, you've had my cum on your face and tits for a while now. It's time for it to come off. Monica, I told you that I'm going to test you, to see if you really will keep your vow and obey my every command, and that starts now. I want you to lick all my cum off Erin, every last bit of it. And while you're at it, give her a good orgasm."

Monica was astonished. "¡HIJO DE PUTA!"

Ryan chuckled. "What does that mean? And what's 'Joder?'"

Monica explained just as emphatically, "'Son of a bitch,' because that's what you are! And 'joder' means 'fuck!'" She looked to Erin and Kate. "Who is this guy?! Is he the Devil? I think he must be the Devil!"

He chuckled some more. "I'm not the Devil. I'm not even a minor demon. Does my plan sound acceptable to you?"

Monica panted, "Like I have any choice! What I don't understand is how you found out I'm bisexual. I've been keeping that a secret from most people since I moved here last month."

Kate and Erin gasped in astonishment.

Erin had hoped that Monica was open to playing around, but she hadn't been sure. She thought, YES! Tonight is the night that everything is going to happen! It'll be a sexual free-for-all!

Kate had no clue, so she was totally surprised. She was perturbed.

It dawned on Monica, "Oooh! Maybe you didn't realize..." She was embarrassed at what she'd just accidentally confessed in front of the other two girls. She had consumed a fair amount of alcohol earlier while masturbating from her next door room, in order to build up her courage to listen at the door and even invite herself to join in. So she wasn't carefully guarding what she was saying.

Ryan said to her, "I don't know anything about you except for what I've learned tonight. However, I saw you and Erin flirting a few minutes ago, so I figured you and her would at least be open to a little bit of that kind of playing around."

Kate was even more astonished, if that was possible. She looked at Erin accusingly. "You're bisexual too?!"

Erin replied honestly, "No! Definitely not! I've never been intimate with another girl in my life! But... if she happens to look like Monica does, well... some people are so very beautiful and sexy that nobody can avoid being affected by them!"

That calmed Kate down somewhat. But it definitely occurred to her, If she says she can't help but be affected by Monica, then what about ME?! I'm the most desirable girl in this sorority, which means I'm the sexiest and most wanted in the entire university. I'm not being egotistical; that's just a fact.

Everybody says so! And Erin and I have spent lots of time together wearing next to nothing, or even nothing at all when we're dressing sometimes. Hell, that's true to a lesser extent with Monica as well!

Oh God! Maybe Erin wants me! Maybe Monica wants me! Ryan? Oh boy! There's no question HE wants me! He might even try to fuck me tonight! He's so damn odd and confident that there's no telling. I'm in a lot of danger here!

Those thoughts alarmed her, but they aroused her even more. In truth, although she considered herself completely straight, sometimes she got aroused while just hanging out with Erin, especially when they were in their underwear or bikinis or something like that.

(The KKG had an indoor pool in the basement. It looked like most any sorority house from the outside,

and even from most of the inside, but it really was a "spare no expense" mansion for the beautiful daughters of the very wealthy and elite.)

Kate had had those feelings for some particularly stunning sorority sisters prior to tonight, back when she strived with all her might to restrain and control her sexual desires. Now that she was in thrall to those same desires, there was no telling what could happen, even with other girls. She was becoming aware of those feelings, yet even so she liked walking on a wire. The danger and the taboo was keeping her flying high.

She had been living a very controlled and predictable life up until now, and she was discovering that she craved more danger and excitement, as well as great sex.

Kate nervously asked Monica, "When you say you're bisexual, what does that mean, exactly? I mean, I know what it means, but, you know. What does it mean in YOUR case?"

Monica replied, "I generally prefer guys. I love a good cock, especially a big cock!" She smiled at Ryan. "But I also date girls sometimes. I've been keeping that on the down low around here because I don't know what people will think. I know there are some 'out' lesbians, and others just like to fool around a little bit, but sometimes people will have trouble with actual bisexuals. We're hard to put into a tidy box, and that makes people nervous."

There was a prolonged silence as the others registered that.

Guessing that line of discussion was done, Ryan spoke up. "I'm not done describing my plan. May I continue?"

The three girls nodded.

"Kate, while Erin and Monica are busy cleaning my cum, I don't want you to feel left out."

Kate stared at him in wide-eyed alarm. "Please! I suppose it's none of my business to tell those two what to do, but leave me out of it! I don't swing that way! And... and... your cum... I don't know..."

Her pussy tingled and her mouth watered as she recalled how Erin had fed a gob of his cum into her mouth. She was feeling highly confused and conflicted. She both loved and hated in nearly equal measure the idea of being "forced" to do more of that kind of thing.

He frowned at her. "Hey, I haven't even explained my idea yet. I'm not talking about having you join them. You haven't gotten to know my dick nearly well enough. While those two are keeping busy, I want you to lick my cock, and suck it."

Kate looked even more pole-axed. She was very much looking forward to licking his boner, but the cocksucking sounded like a wet dream and a nightmare rolled into one. "I... I... I don't know if I can do that! The sucking part, I mean! You're too thick!"

He shrugged. "Give it a try. See what you can do. I'm sure you'll get the hang of it. It's pretty important if you want to be one of my personal sluts."

He had decided that he liked the sound of "personal slut" and he was going to use it as a sort of official title from now on. The brazen approach seemed to be working like gangbusters, so he was pushing himself to be even more brazen.

He insisted, "You WILL try, won't you?"

Kate stared at him in disbelief, her massive tits heaving up and down. Her blushing face finally nodded slightly.

Monica sat up on him, basically sitting on his tummy. She finally let go of his balls as she repositioned.

She was even more astonished now, after hearing him say that to Kate. More remarkable than his words was how he somehow got the notoriously bitchy Kate to respond so meekly. "Somebody tell me who this guy is! Seriously, WHO. IS. THIS. GUY?! I've never seen him before. Is he the boyfriend for either of you? Is that how this got started?"

Kate was embarrassed to explain, "He's... a guy... in my advanced archeology class. I barely knew him from Adam... until tonight! Like I said, he just strolled in my room over an hour ago, and basically took over!"

Monica whistled. "That's astonishing! And super hot! ¡Muy, muy caliente! ¡No manches!"

Ryan figured "muy caliente" meant "very hot." But he asked, "What's that mean, 'no manches?'"

Monica explained, "Basically, 'No way, I don't believe it.' I've gotta say I love it though! Being a Kappa girl just got WAY more interesting!" She laughed.

He asked her, "Do you always use so many Spanish terms when speaking with us gringos?"

"Only when I'm left fucking speechless in English, which almost never happens, except for tonight!"

He looked down to his crotch, where Kate and Erin were still jointly fondling his cock. He asked Monica, "While we're at it, what was all that stuff you said when I made you strip in the hallway?"

Monica blushed at the memory of that sexy humiliation. "I don't remember. It was a lot of stuff, and I was a little bit distracted at the time!" She gave him the middle finger, but in a playful way. "Oh yeah, I just remembered something. One thing I said was 'Me cago en la madre que te parió.' That roughly translates as, 'I shit on the mother who gave birth to you.'"

Erin and Kate had a hearty laugh at that.

Ryan was more chagrined, but he did smile. Nothing could faze him on this glorious night.

Monica added, with heat, "He deserves it, for what he made me do! You fucker!" She gave him the evil eye, but with a grin on her face. It quickly turned into a "come hither" stare. Thinking about the hallway incident got her so horny for him that she began sliding her hands all over her outrageously large tits.

As she did that, she said to the two other girls, "Yet I would totally do it again. I'm still hot as a firecracker from that! I'd do it assuming I wouldn't get caught, that is!" She laughed.

He reached out and felt up Monica's massive tits, causing her to drop her hands. He kicked himself for not doing that sooner, since they were in easy reach now that she was sitting up on him. The way she was feeling herself up gave him the idea. He said to her, "I think you're hot as a firecracker, period!"

She glared at him as if she was pissed. But she said, fiercely, "You're going to fuck my tiny little body so hard tonight that your big cock will bulge out right here!" She ran a hand over the middle of her tummy. "It'll stick out so much that I'll be able to jack off your cockhead right over my belly button! That's how deep you're going to fuck me tonight with The Beast!"

Kate couldn't help but laugh at that. She was starting to relax some, because sheer lust was steamrolling over all her concerns. She said to Monica, "You have some interesting ideas on anatomy. I take it you're not a pre-med."

Monica gave her a chagrined look. "Very funny. I say, less talking and more action! Ryan has given us our marching orders, and we're his sex slaves tonight. So let's get to it!"

The three girls stood up, allowing Ryan to stand up too.

As they did so, Kate clarified to Monica, "You're his sex slave tonight. I'm not! That's your stupid

agreement with him."

Ryan, still mistakenly believing all of Jack's advice, was fully convinced that Kate was sexually submissive. What the actual truth was about that, not even Kate knew at this point, since she was discovering she hadn't really known anything about her true sexual feelings at all. Regardless, he saw this as another chance to assert his domination over her.

However, he knew he needed to get her worked up first. So he walked to her, put her arms around her, and kissed her.

She liked that a lot, and eagerly kissed him back.

Naturally, his hands got busy fondling her big tits right away. He thought, Amaaaazing! Mere seconds ago, I was groping Monica's big tits. They sit up on her chest so firm and high, like they're fake, but they're definitely not. And so round! I love the dark skin tone too. And now I'm fondling Kate's even bigger ones! True, they sag more. How could they not? Gravity is practically crying uncle! But they feel soooo good! I could play with these all night!

He looked over at Erin. Then there's the super stacked Erin. She's sucked my cock and I don't even know her last name! This is big titty heaven, for sure! Talking about having a lucky night! I can't wait to thank Jack for giving me the courage and advice to make this all happen!

Ryan was just getting warmed up with Kate. He pulled back so there was a clear gap between him and her, allowing Erin and Monica to see everything. Then, with one hand, he caressed the underside of one of her incredible boobs. With his other hand, he went straight to her pussy mound. He was still so sexually inexperienced that not only had he never touched her there, he'd never touched any girl there. But due to all of his success so far this evening, he felt that he could do no wrong. He began diddling her clit.

She didn't expect it, since she'd noticed he'd been avoiding that until now. Her arousal was sky-high already, but his touch there had her on the verge of a climax already. She found this extraordinary because, as previously mentioned, when she had been repressing her sexual desires, she had found it extremely difficult to ever have an orgasm.

She pulled herself closer to him and squeezed him tightly, mashing her massive mammaries against his bare chest in the process. (He brought a hand there around to her ass instead.) She found her hand stroking his cock again. She exclaimed, "Ryan, what's happening? What are you doing to me?!"

But he didn't have a chance to answer that, or say anything else, because she brought her other hand to the back of his head and pulled his head in close for an even more fiery kiss.

The two of them necked with a fiery passion. It was all about lust, but their sexual desires for each other were so strong that they were bonding emotionally in a strange way. Meanwhile, he continued to have the time of his life playing with her clit. He loved doing it, because he could easily see and even feel the great reaction that caused to her entire trembling body.

By the time they broke the kissing off, he was beginning to explore her wet pussy as well as her clit. He was still hesitant to put a finger in it, but he greatly enjoyed sliding a couple of fingers up and down her wet and swollen lips. His heart pumped hard as he considered that his penis might end up in there soon, maybe even before the night was over.

What he didn't know was that she still had an intact hymen. She was so out-of-her mind horny that she wasn't thinking about how close his fingers were to finding that out.

She panted breathlessly and whimpered, "Please!" He asked, "Please what?"

She actually didn't know the answer to that. A part of her was struggling mightily not to cum. To her, that represented a total loss of control over her body, and she didn't want that to happen while Erin and Monica were standing and watching. She still had an ingrained habit not to lose control, ever. But a part of her wanted to cum desperately badly. Finally, she just whimpered again, "If this keeps on, you're gonna make me cum again!"

He didn't see the problem with that, and said, "Cum if you want to. You have my permission."

Her humiliation deepened as she realized the implication was she was expected to ask permission from him before cumming from now on. The power was shifting to him by the minute.

He thought things over, and then told her, "It's true you're not my sex slave tonight. But you ARE one of my personal sluts, tonight and every other night from now on! And that's different, but it still means you have to do everything I tell you. Is that understood?"

That was such an audacious claim that she couldn't breathe. "Personal slut?!" I don't want to be his sex slave or even his personal slut! I value my freedom! And how the hell are those two things different if I have to totally obey him in either case?! Why am I even asking such a stupid question?! ARRGH!

And yet, she was so extremely hot and bothered in general, and hot for him and his cock specifically, that she didn't know what to say. She was so close to orgasm that even his audacious and unsettling "personal slut" comments very nearly tipped her over the edge.

Seeing her hesitation and confusion about his bold words, he said, "Look, that's a lot to take all at once. We'll save discussing some of that until later. But tonight, when I tell you to do something, you need to do it. Clear?"

She couldn't believe it even as it was happening, but she nodded shyly. She was blushing furiously. She never knew anybody could affect her like this. She realized that his wild "personal slut" idea was starting to actually sound a little bit appealing, because he seemed to be the catalyst for her sexual awakening, and the key to her future sexual pleasure. When he was in charge, very thrilling things happened.

For instance, she hadn't said anything about it, but the way he'd made Monica strip naked in the hallway remained very much on her mind. The mere idea that he might make her do something like that too practically made her hyperventilate. In her highly sheltered world, where only very few men of a certain type were even eligible to date her, she doubted she would ever find another man who might treat her like that, and thus give her almost unimaginable sexual pleasure.

After getting her limited agreement, he matter-of-factly added, "And if you don't, I'm going to have to spank you."

That made her indignant, even with her imminent orgasm threatening to overwhelm her. "What?! No way! You go too far! Fuck you! And fuck your big cock up your ass! I'm done!"

However, despite those harsh words, as well as an angry look on her face, she didn't let go of his boner. She didn't even slow down stroking it. She definitely felt he wasn't letting up on fingering her slit and clit either.

Ryan was acting not only according to Jack's advice, he also was continuing to base his behavior on how dominant men acted in the erotic stories he read and masturbated to. Those stories, as improbable as they were, had a certain logic to them. He felt he knew just what to say now, according to that "porn logic." Sexy spankings were a common theme to the kinds of stories he liked the most.

While fondling her ass crack with one hand and diddling her clit with the other, he said, "You realize now of course that I'm going to have to punish you, don't you? I'm going to have to give you a good

spanking tonight."

She looked all around her room while her blush deepened. She saw Erin and Monica both naked and standing side by side, just staring at her. She gasped and looked away, then buried her face in Ryan's chest.

Strangely, she seemed even more aroused than before. It wasn't just that her body ached for imminent orgasmic release. Given that she was so very spoiled and privileged, spankings were practically the ultimate taboo, which meant that even the idea of getting spanked was as sexy as hell to her. Jack had stumbled on an astute insight when he'd told Ryan, "The high and mighty like to be taken down low."

She had two hands on his erection now, and she was rubbing his sweet spot with one hand and rapidly jacking off the rest with her other. She was hoping that if she could make him cum soon, that might make him forget about the spanking idea.

He let her do that for a few moments, but then he held her chin and tilted her head back until she made eye contact with him again.

But she looked down into his chest, unable to meet his gaze. She was distraught, because she bossed around everyone she knew with ease, and yet she seemed helpless to disobey him. She hated having to play the role of the spoiled princess, but she was accustomed to the power that gave her, and she was loathe to give it up to anybody.

She finally forced herself to make eye contact again, and asked pleadingly, "Do you have to?! Here?! With everyone watching?! Please! Have mercy!"

He replied, "I'm afraid so. You disrespected me. A personal slut can never do that to her owner. But, since you asked nicely, if you suck my cock until I cum on your face, I may go easy on you."

She exhaled with relief. She hadn't even realized that she'd been holding her breath, waiting for his answer. "Thank you! Thank you!"

Unfortunately for her, or fortunately, depending on the point of view, her relief meant that she relaxed. And that meant that she slightly eased her intense struggle not to cum. That's all it took, since he was still fingering her, and she began to cum, hard.

She looked into his eyes like she'd just been shot in the back. She exclaimed, "I'm... I'm CUMMING!" She suddenly wrapped her arms around him and squeezed like she was an anaconda.

She shut her eyes tightly, clenched her teeth, and hung on for dear life while her body shook and trembled with spasmodic convulsions. She had had some orgasms previously with her boyfriends, though rarely, and while masturbating, though much rarer still. But those experiences had been nothing compared to this. The pleasure now was on an entirely different order of magnitude.

She knew that Erin and Monica were watching and listening, and that greatly increased her humiliation. But her sexy humiliation magnified the intensity and duration of her climax.

She was standing naked in the middle of her room, feeling Ryan's hands firmly holding her ass cheeks on her back side and feeling his huge cock pressing up towards her tummy on her front side. She felt exactly like his "personal slut," completely hooked on him, and completely controlled by him, at least for now. That fed her humiliation and thus her arousal, and kept her orgasm going and going.

She'd had a multiple orgasm earlier (the first of her life) that lasted a good two minutes. This one lasted just as long. She hadn't even known it was possibly for her body to cum this long. Every second seemed like a lifetime of total erotic ecstasy.

It was a powerfully transformative experience. Between those two orgasms, she knew she wanted a lot

more of them. Clearly, she would never experience one-tenth of that with the kinds of boyfriends she had been dating, even with the more sexually talented ones. Only Ryan appeared to have the equipment and the mentality to drive her absolutely out of her mind.

She realized that in little over one hour, he had become one of the most important people in her entire life. That was scary, because he still was a mysterious stranger with insistent claims that he was going to turn her into his personal slut. She couldn't let that happen, or even reveal some kind of relationship with him, or she would be publicly scandalized.

Her multiple orgasm finally ended... mostly. From time to time, she felt minor orgasmic aftershocks. She continued to cling to him with a vice-like grip. She also continued to keep her eyes shut tight, because she couldn't bear to think about Erin and Monica being there.

However, Monica didn't have nearly the problem with cumming while someone else was watching, so she didn't understand Kate had that problem. Out of the blue, she spoke. "Wow! Amazing! That looked like the mother of all orgasms!"

Kate winced upon hearing that. It confirmed her worst fears about being watched. She whispered to Ryan, even though it was blatantly obvious, "I just came so hard! So very, very hard! So... too much!"

He didn't really understand her feelings about that orgasm. But her hug-grip finally loosened enough for him to pull back enough to see her blushing face and closed eyes. That gave him a clue, and he asked, "You're embarrassed, huh? It's humiliating for you to cum like that in front of your friends, isn't it?"

She gave him a wordless and very slight nod. Just talking about it was embarrassing for her, especially with those friends still listening.

Erin commented, "She has a big fear of losing control. Control is really important to her. And power. She's used to running roughshod over everybody. We call her 'Princess Kate.'"

With her eyes still shut tight, a red-faced Kate sarcastically complained to Erin, "Thanks a lot! What a good friend you are!"

Erin replied, "Hey, I'm just stating the obvious. He'll figure that out soon enough."

Kate groused in her mind, Fucking bitch! When this is all over, I'm going to make her pay for that!

Because Ryan was looking at this situation through the prism of his "porn logic," he considered Erin's comments very useful. He figured that the more humiliated a girl got, the more aroused she got (though only up to a certain point, and only a certain kind of humiliation). So, far from stopping her humiliation, he wanted to continue it. Now, he had a better idea how to push her buttons.

He suggested to Kate, "I've got an idea. Why don't you drop to your knees and lick and suck my cock? Then you won't have to look at them or even think of them. They'll be busy with the cleaning task I gave them."

Kate was emotionally and physically exhausted after that orgasm. She felt like her willpower was utterly destroyed. If he told her to lick and suck his cock, that's what she would do. Besides, her orgasm had given her great physical satisfaction, but it had hardly dented her overall horniness at all. The idea of licking his cock in particular made her salivate. She could hardly wait to get started, at least once her body had recovered enough. Even kneeling sounded much better than having to remain standing, after her orgasm had wiped her out.

So she wordlessly nodded again. Then, with her eyes still tightly closed, she started to slide down his body. The mere submissive act of getting on her knees before him sent lusty shivers up and down her spine.

He put a hand on her shoulder and helped push her down slightly.

Even that little gesture thrilled her to no end. It reinforced that he really was in control tonight, and reminded her that if she didn't obey and please him, she would get spanked.