The Submissive Nerd Girl

by JJ Argus

  We got into two cars and headed for someone's frat house, the guy with Jada, I think. I was... very excited, but also very nervous, not sure what was going to happen. We wound up in a big old house, and then in a kind of side room with sofas. It wasn't the main living room area, but a kind of parlor.

  And then were were all making out, separately, on the sofas! It was like an orgy! There was Jada across from me, buck naked, straddling the guy sitting below her and riding up and down on his cock! Then next to me was Miranda kneeling, sucking her guy's cock. I couldn't tell what Taylor was doing because my skirt had been pulled off – the one button undone, and my legs were up against the back of the sofa next to me while Don fucked me hard!

  And it was wild and it was raw and it was animalistic and it was... hot! I didn't spend any time wondering about the morality of what I was doing, or worrying about what he would think of me tomorrow or about anyone finding out! I just lay back, kind of folded in half, and gloried in the churning wall of heat enveloping my mind and body as he rammed himself into me!

  After that first rush of wild animal lust had been sated, though, things got... nastier.

  “Hey, who said you could fuck my sex slave!?” Taylor demanded.

  She was naked too, having just finished with the guy she'd come in with, and more than a little drunk. She stalked over before us.

  “She did!” Don said.

  “She has no right to give permission!”

  She glared at me. “Bad girl!” she said. “Bad slave girl!”

  I flushed, but only a little. Then she gripped my hair and pulled. I yelped, forced up to my feet. She spun me around and before I knew what she intended she'd pulled my wrists back behind my back and locked the wrist bracelets together.

  Then she collapsed onto the sofa and pulled me atop her – belly down – across her lap.

  Don might have felt like defending me initially but had totally lost interest then as he watched in excitement.

  “Bad slave girl!” she exclaimed.

  Crack! Her hand slapped down across my bare bottom with stinging force.

  “Ow!” I yelped

  “You don't get to fuck any old guy you want to!” she exclaimed.

  Crack! Crack!

  “You have to ask your mistress for permission!”

  Crack! Crack! Crack!

  “Ow! Oh! Taylor! Ow!” I yelped, wriggling helplessly as her hand slapped down.

  None of the guys seemed in the least interested in stopping her as they leered and laughed and her hand smacked down across my bottom again and again! I could feel how hot my buttocks were getting as the rain of stinging blows continued! It hurt!

  At the same time it felt very weirdly exciting to be the center of attention, especially from those guys! They were all staring so excitedly, so incredibly delighted at what they were watching! I knew there wasn't going to be any help there!

  Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

  “Ow! Oh! Please!”

  “The magic word, slave girl, is not please, it's mistress,” she said.

  Crack! Crack! Crack!

  “Please, Mistress!” I cried, my bottom on fire.

  “Are you sorry for being such a slut?” she demanded.

  Crack!

  “Yes! Ow! Yes, Mistress!” I gasped.

  “Say it then.”

  “I-I'm... sorry... Mistress!” I gasped.

  Crack! Crack! Crack!

  “Ow! Oh!”

  “Say you're sorry for being such a slut!”

  “I'm sorry for being such a slut, Mistress!”

  It was embarrassing as hell to say that in front of those guys! But it also gave me a wild jolt of sexual energy!

  Crack!

  “Say you're sorry for fucking a guy without your mistress' permission!”

  “I'm sorry for fucking a guy without my mistress' permission!” I moaned.

  She looked across at Don.

  “Do you have a dollar?” she demanded.

  He gaped at her. “Uh... uh... what?”

  “Answer the fucking question!”

  “Yeah?”

  I yelped as she gripped my hair but tumbled me off her lap onto the rug.

  “Crawl over there and get that dollar and bring it back to me,” she ordered.

  I shuddered, gasping for breath. I was starting to feel this intense, almost feverish sense of sexuality as they all stared at me. It was like a sense that this was so fucking hot that just thinking about it would turn me on. And I was doing it!

  I was also embarrassed, of course, but that was too weak to overcome the powerful sexual fever that was gripping me. I shuffled across to him – on my knees, my wrists bound behind me.

  “Tell him to pay you a dollar for your mistress, slut,” she ordered.

  “Please pay me a dollar for my mistress....”

  “Sir,” she said.

  “Sir!” I gulped.

  God this was sick!

  He fumbled in his pants and pulled out a dollar, then hesitated.

  “Put it in her mouth,” Taylor ordered.

  I moaned as he did so, then turned, on my knees, and knee-walked back to her, leaning forward to give her the dollar.

  “People don't just get to fuck my slave girl for free, after all,” she said, taking the bill.

  “Hey, I got a dollar!” the guy who'd been with Miranda said eagerly.

  “Me too!” the black guy said!

  I shuddered, almost overwhelmed by emotion. Much of that was embarrassment, but by far the biggest portion was a raw, animal heat!

  “Go over there and take his dollar and bring it back to me, slut!” Taylor ordered.

  With all eyes on me, I knee-walked over to him and he put a dollar in my mouth, grinning widely. I turned and knee-walked back to give her the dollar.

  “You go over there and get him hard with that deep-throat mouth of yours, slut.”

  I knee-walked back and the guy spread his legs. He had just fucked Miranda but was already hard so it didn't take a lot of work. I took him into my mouth and began to slide my lips up and down as everyone watched!

  I took him all the way to the balls and heard curses from the other guys.

  “What the fuck has she got in her ass?” the black guy demanded.

  “That's a butt-plug,” Jada said. “She likes getting fucked in the ass.”

  “Man! I want me some of that action!” he exclaimed.

  Taylor stood behind me and grabbed my hair, pulling me off the one guy's cock and making me shuffle over to the black guy. Then she pushed my mouth down on him. He wasn't completely hard yet, but once I had taken him down my throat he definitely was!

  “Suck harder, slave,” she ordered.

  Crack! Crack!

  I moaned around his cock.

  “Hey, I paid my dollar!” the first guy said.

  “Here's my dollar!” the black guy said!

  She led me back to the first guy and had him lay down along the sofa, then, using my hair like a handle, had me straddle him and sink down on his cock. I shuddered as it pushed up into my body! I felt like I was all... soft, melted flesh inside!

  I almost came the instant he pushed into me! Instead I leaned in and he took my breasts into his hands, and then I came, helplessly crying out as I rode his cock!

  The Black guy was then kneeling behind me, and I felt the butt-plug thing pulled out, then his cock pushed into me. I remembered what Miranda had said about this, and my dark heat rose as he slid his big, slick cock deep into my ass!

  The two guys thrust into me in tandem as I felt my mind going! The heat was consuming me! I could hardly think, let alone move! The guy below thrust up into me and the Black guy drove himself into my ass! Then the guy who had been with Taylor gripped my hair and twisted my head to the side, pushing his own cock into my mouth!

  I came, crying out again and again! Most of the sound was muffled as his cock slid down my throat, but the orgasm wouldn't seem to stop! I was going out of my mind with what was h
appening!

  The sound woke up a few of the frat brothers, and to apologize I had to suck their cocks for them. They unclipped the wrist restraints and I pumped my fist on two cocks while sucking the third, switching back and forth between them often!

  Then a fourth guy maneuvered in behind me and pushed his cock up my ass! Since he reached around to fondle one breast while his other hand fingered my clitoris, that soon drove me into orgasm again! I cried out again and again as my mind was blasted by waves of intense sensation!

  Then I was put down on all fours and mounted by one of them while a second knelt before me fucking my mouth and throat. I wasn't even sure if they were the same guys, nor did I care! When the guy before me came the guy behind me shoved my face down to raise my ass, and pounded away at me as my chin rubbed against the floor and my breasts pillowed out beneath me!

  It was so wild! I came again!

  I don't even know how many guys I fucked that night! But I was utterly exhausted, and both physically and emotionally drained by the time the girls got me back to the car, and then back to our dorm.

  Well, I thought, I had sure proved I wasn't a lesbian!

  I spent the weekend mostly naked, and pleasing the girls with my body – and Damien, Jada's boyfriend, who got to fuck my ass while I was tied up, and spank me. And then, come Monday morning, I was back at class, dressed properly, looking sober, attentive and trying hard to pay attention to the lecture.

  It was, I reflected, only my first week at college.

  What was the rest of the next four years going to be like!?

  END

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  Table of Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine