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One Dark Night Deserves Another Ch. 01

By: the_real_enchantment



Chapter 1 -- Heather & The Freshman

Heather opened the door to her empty dorm room and walked in. The giggling girl beside her clung to her arm and walked in with her. Heather left the main lights off but turned on the small lamp on her desk. Her roommate Kelly and her had a decent sized room for it merely being a single room. As Seniors, they totally could have requested to live in a suite in another dorm, but they had their reasons for wanting to remain in this dorm of mostly new students. 

Heather led the other girl over to her bed on the left side. She sat down and then patted the bed next to her. "Have a seat, Kristen," she said with a smile. 

Kristen smiled back and slowly sat down. The nerves were beginning to set in, and while Kristen was trying not to show it, Heather could see them clearly. After all, Kristen was not the first freshman that Heather had brought back to her room. 

When she was a freshman herself, Heather's roommate was a gorgeous girl named Lisa. They were friends, but never that close because Heather was careful not to let Lisa know she was a lesbian. Lisa was a typical straight girl, and Heather was pretty sure discovering that her roommate was a lesbian, let alone a lesbian who was a Domme that enjoyed BDSM, would completely freak her out. Heather met Kelly the first week of school. It didn't take long for Heather and Kelly to realize how similar they were. They had never been lovers, due to both of them needing to Domme and be in control, but they became best friends before the first month of school had finished. 

About two months into school, Heather and Kelly were at a party that Lisa also was attending. In a night that would change their college lives, Heather and Kelly witnessed in shock as a Senior girl slowly got Lisa drunk and took her up to her room. The process was amazing. It was almost as if something inside Lisa was just looking for the excuse to let this happen one night. 

Of course, at first, there was no proof that what Heather and Kelly suspected had happened actually did occur. Lisa would only look flustered and claim she didn't remember. Then, Heather and Kelly had the pleasure of having a conversation with the Senior a few weeks later. After some convincing, the girl shared a few details. The one certain thing was that it had been an amazing night. 

From then on, Heather and Kelly plotted to start applying what they learned on the following year's freshmen. Rather than having to try and find the rare lesbian girl that came to the school, hoping she'd be into subbing, they would plan on seducing young freshmen for one-night flings. The Senior had told them both that almost 90% of freshmen girls coming to college were just looking for an excuse to be with a girl once. It was a curiosity that they were desperate to explore, but needed an excuse to say why they did it. Alcohol and being seduced was all the excuse they needed. 

During their sophomore year, Heather and Kelly managed to seduce several girls separately. They would love getting together, talking about the details of the past weekend together. Both of the girls grew in their Domme tendencies. 

Their Junior year, they made a bet. The bet was to see who would not only seduce the most girls, but have the most girls allow themselves to be tied up when they first made love to them. Heather had won that bet and the $100 that went with it. This year, their bet would require much more skill. The bet was who would be the first to turn a girl into their sex slave. While both Heather and Kelly had some of the girls they seduced come back for repeat visits, they never had been with one girl more than five times. As they had grown as Dommes, they wanted more. What better motivation for them to make it happen then to wager against one another?

This is what brought Kristen to Heather's room that night. Kristen would be the third freshmen Heather had slept with this year so far. The other two had pulled the typical "pretend it never happened" crap. With Kristen, Heather was hoping it'd be different. Kristen was a gorgeous brunette. She had a super thin frame, around 5'6". Her breasts weren't very big, but Heather always found that super cute. Kristen looked exactly how Heather would want her sub to look like. 

Heather herself was only 5'3", but she had much more bust about her then Kristen. She had a strong frame, a tad muscular for someone as short as her. Her firm 34c bra size definitely made people turn their heads towards her often. 

Since they roomed together, Heather and Kelly were able to work together who had the dorm each night. Luckily it wasn't even an issue this evening as Kelly was gone visiting her family until tomorrow afternoon. Heather had this cute little freshmen girl sitting on her bed with her the entire night, even the next morning if things went well. 

Kristen was definitely nervous. As Heather gazed at her eyes, Kristen couldn't even stay staring back, but shyly looked down at the floor. 'She's so cute,' Heather thought. Heather reached out and brushed her hand through Kristen's hair, getting her to look back up. Heather smiled, and Kristen shyly returned the smile. 

"Don't be nervous, beautiful," Heather reassuringly said. She then leaned forward, softly kissing Kristen's lips. After the short peck, she pulled back just an inch, before going forward again, this time softly parting their lips apart and slipping her tongue softly inside. She kept her eyes open, watching happily as Kristen closed hers and slowly began kissing her back. 

The kiss didn't last long before Heather started using her body to push Kristen back on her bed. As Kristen's head lay against the pillow, Heather broke the kiss. She smiled down at Kristen while her hands began working near the bottom of the shirt. Heather rubbed her stomach a little before she started pulling the shirt up. Kristen began looking nervous again. 

"Umm...I'm not so sure about this," came the words slowly spoken by Kristen, even while she let Heather pull off her shirt. Instinctively, Kristen placed her hands over her bra-covered breasts. 

Heather swung her legs around Kristen's waist, straddling her. She smiled sweetly at Kristen, brushing her hand through Kristen's hair once more. "This will be amazing, I promise," whispered Heather, as she leaned down for another kiss. As they kissed, Kristen started softening a little again. Heather used the moment to gently move Kristen's hands up away from covering herself. She pushed them up towards the headboard, her eyes looking up from the kiss at what she was doing. Then, breaking the kiss, she expertly locked the cuffs she had around the bedpost around Kristen's wrists in two quick motions. 

Kristen had barely recognized what Heather had done. Her reflexes were definitely slower from the alcohol she had consumed that night. Although she wasn't as drunk as Heather had once thought, as Kristen was demonstrating that much of her wits were still fairly clear. "Wha...Wha...What are you doing?" stammered Kristen as she lightly checked the restraints with soft pulling. 

Gawd she was hot was all Heather could think, as she softly placed a finger on Kristen's lips, smiling sweetly. "Shh...I'm just making things more exciting for us," Heather softly spoke. "I promise you'll love this. Trust me." 

After saying this, she reached around and unhooked Kristen's bra. She could no longer pull it off her arms, so Heather just pushed it up softly towards Kristen's neck. As she started lightly touching and rubbing Kristen's breasts, she purred softly, "Mmm...you are so beautiful, Kristen." 

There were definitely still parts of Kristen that was feeling very tense. But Heather could see that she was enjoying the touching. "They're....they're not very big," Kristen shyly said, again much to the enjoyment of Heather. 

"They're sexy as hell, and that's all that is important," replied Heather. "Big breasts don't make sexy...but you...mmm...you have it all, girl." 

Kristen definitely liked the compliment as she smiled. Then, her face got nervous again as she watched Heather slowly lean down and give one of her nipples a few gentle licks. The moment Heather's tongue touched her, Kristen's whole body tensed up in reaction. Heather smiled, knowing Kristen had enjoyed that. 

Heather sat back up, still straddling Kristen. She then grabbed at her own shirt, lifting it up off her head and tossing to the floor. She undid her bra next, tossing it with the shirt. She smiled as she let Kristen check her out a bit. 

Kristen looked a mixture of nervous, excited, and real confused. "Err...shouldn't I...like...be able to touch you, too?" asked the inexperienced girl, who was clearly thinking to herself that this was not like anything she had ever imagined before in those dark little fantasies she was sure to have had. 

"Well that would require undoing the cuffs silly, and you're looking way too cute to do that right now. But...," Heather began, purposely placing her hands beneath her own breasts, pushing them up slightly, " you can lick and suck on them if you want." She then leaned forward while sliding up on Kristen some, so that her breasts came right up to Kristen's mouth. From the look on Kristen's face, Heather knew this was not what she had expected. But, not ready to totally look lame in this Senior's eyes, Kristen didn't hesitate to much, and soon was giving one of Heather's breasts a few great licks, and even sucked on it a little bit before Heather pulled away. 

"Mmm...you're pretty good at that," observed Heather playfully. "You've never done it before?" 

Kristen blushed. "No," came the soft reply. 

Heather stroked Kristen's cheek, leaned in and kissed her lips once more. She whispered, "Well, don't worry, it's just the first of many firsts tonight." 

After this moment, Heather sat back up and swung her leg back around off of Kristen, so she was no longer straddling her but kneeling next to her on the bed. With a smile at Kristen, she began undoing the button and zipper to Kristen's jeans. Kristen bent and unbent her legs a few times nervously. 

"What you so nervous about silly girl?" Heather asked playfully as she finished unzipping Kristen's jeans. 

"Umm...I...I'm not sure I want to do this anymore," Kristen softly stated amidst her nerves. 

It's not that Heather wasn't used to some preliminary objections, but usually not this late in the process. Still, Heather just smiled back at Kristen as she slid to the foot of the bed. "Oh, sure you are. You haven't even felt the best part yet," said Heather playfully, as she grabbed hold of the bottom of Kristen's jeans around both her ankles and began pulling them down and off. 

Like a switch, the feeling of her jeans being pulled off set off a whole new level of nerves for Kristen. "No," objected Kristen. "Really....please...I ....I'm sorry. I don't want to make you upset or hate me, but I'm....I'm just not ready for this." 

At this point, Heather was still dismissing all of this as Kristen's nervousness that would all melt away once the real pleasure began. So, Heather didn't stop pulling at her jeans and soon had them completely off even while Kristen was making this objection. She then just playfully smiled back at Kristen, wanting to try and ease her nerves. "Not ready?," teased Heather. "Oh....it sure looks like you're ready." As she made this last statement, she pressed a finger against Kristen's panties, pushing against her pussy and feeling the slight moistness that was bound to be there from all the nervous stimulation. 

Kristen eyes widened greatly as she felt Heather do this. Her legs instinctively closed as she tried twisting her waist away. "No please," came the shocked little response. Kristen looked like she wanted to say more, but just couldn't form the words with all the different things racing through her head right then. 

Heather just kept smiling and started rubbing Kristen's shins reassuringly. "Just relax, Kristen," Heather said. "You're getting yourself worked up, it'll be ok. Just let your mind go." Heather coached the girl, waited for her to stop twitching her legs as much, and then reached up quickly before Kristen could realize it, pulled down her panties all the way off, revealing a neatly trimmed little bush. 

Seeing them come off, Kristen instantly tried crossing her legs to cover up as much as she could and gave a hard pull to her cuffs. "No no no..." came the quick little pleas of Kristen. "Please, I mean it, I'm just...I'm not ready to do this tonight. Please, I'm sorry...can you just let me go?" 

Heather slid off the bed, standing beside it, staring at Kristen's naked form. She wanted to admire it, but first needed to try and calm the freaked out girl. Heather smiled, nodded her head and put a finger to Kristen's lips, which temporarily calmed her. "Shh...that's it," soothed Heather. "Patience, I'll let you go in a moment if you really want. But first, let me just see if I can make you more comfortable." 

After saying this, Heather undid her own jeans, sliding them off of her, followed by her panties. Heather herself was clean-shaven. She let Kristen take in the site of seeing her naked in front of her for a few moments, before softly asking in an innocent tone, "Do you think I'm sexy looking?" 

Kristen nodded. Having Heather naked definitely made her feel less threatened as Heather intended. However, she still was definitely looking unsure of wanting to continue, which she voiced after a few moments of looking at Heather's naked body. "You...you are beautiful. It's just...I'm...I'm just not sure about this."

Heather smiled sweetly as she leaned forward, stroking Kristen's face, and then gave her a long, sweet kiss. After breaking it, she spoke softly, "I totally understand. Your first time is going to be real scary. In the end, you just have to answer this one question tonight. Do you trust me?" 

Kristen slowly nodded after a few moments, nerves still showing on her face. "Ok then," Heather said with a smile. "Then please just relax for a moment. Here...try this." Heather took Kristen's bra, which was still up around Kristen's neck and flipped it up onto her face so it covered her eyes. With a giggle, she said to Kristen, "Here, just leave this over your eyes for a few moments. Take deep breaths, stare into the darkness, and just try to not think about what you feel me doing, but just let your body respond." 

Kristen didn't fight this. Instead, she finally spoke, "Ok, I'll try." 

Heather smiled. She figured she had finally won with this girl. Heather moved towards the foot of the bed. She lightly took Kristen's ankles one at a time and spread them apart on the bed. Kristen took a tense breath. Heather knew she was fighting the urge to close them again, but so far Kristen was doing well. Heather used one of her hands to start rubbing on Kristen's thigh, starting to generate some stimulation that wouldn't be too scary. It seemed to be working as Heather watched Kristen's body start to relax. 

While doing this, Heather used her other hand to pull out the ropes she had tied to each side of the foot of the bed. Once they were out, she traced her hand back down Kristen's thigh and shin, down to her ankle. Once there she quickly tied the rope around the ankle tight. Kristen's body language became confused as she tried to even look down despite not being able to see anything. Heather was pleasantly surprised though that she didn't speak any objections or fight while Heather did the same thing to her other ankle. When finished, Heather took a moment to admire her work. She now had this girl completely tied spread-eagle on the bed. Kristen was hers for the night, and now it was time to show Kristen just what this meant. 

Heather opened her drawer next to the bed, pulling out her 8-inch strapon. She had a 10-inch dildo that could go in the harness as well, but she only had used that on a few girls who she had been with multiple times. Heather wouldn't even masturbate with it as she felt it was too big for her. So not wanting to hurt Kristen, at least not the first time, she put the 8-inch one around her waist, securing it tightly. 

Kristen heard Heather moving around and was now completely nervous once again. Her being tied up and helpless was slowly eating at her to where she finally spoke up again, "Umm...Heather..I...what are you doing?" 

Heather smiled at the girl. Instead of answering with her voice, she merely reached down and pulled the bra off of Kristen's eyes. She almost laughed when Kristen's eyes widened so much you almost thought her eyelids and disappeared. 

"What...what is that thing? Just what...what do you plan on doing with it?" came the stammered words of the shocked Kristen. 

"Aww..." Heather cooed while brushing Kristen's hair. "You've never seen a strapon before? Well, it's basically a dildo that is secured around a girl's waist. And of course silly girl, I'm going to fuck you with it." She said this last part with a little evil smile on her face. 

Kristen shook her head a little while pulling once again at all her restraints. "Noooo," she whined. "You can't. I don't want you to. Please let me go now. This...this isn't what I want, I'm sorry." 

Heather sighed. She had hoped that Kristen was over all these objections. But now, it didn't look like Kristen would ever get over them completely. In fact, Heather now had to face the possibility that Kristen wasn't going to consent to this at all. Still, she tried playing with Kristen when she spoke while brushing her hand against her cheek, "Kristen...silly girl. Do you really think you have a choice here? Besides, it's going to be amazing. I promise you." 

"Noooo," came the response from Kristen, this time a lot louder than she had previously been speaking. "Please let me go! I'm telling you I don't want this anymore! Just let me go!" Kristen was near tears at this point. 

Shit, Heather thought. The bitch was actually not going to consent to this. Heather was doing some quick thinking. In one hand, she really should let Kristen go and be done with it. But on the other hand, Heather had become very turned on at this point. She wanted to fuck the little bitch so bad! How dare she tell Heather no? With those thoughts in her head, Heather made a quick decision. 

"Ok, Kristen, ok," she said while shushing her. "Just let me get the key out for those cuffs." She watched as Kristen's body, which had been so tense and twitchy, started to ease. Heather opened her dresser drawer. Then, moving so quick Kristen could barely even react, Heather pulled out the ball gag she owned and brought it to Kristen's face. Kristen was simply opening her mouth to question, but got greeted by the gag instead, which Heather fastened tightly around her head. 

"There," Heather whispered in Kristen's ear once the gag was secured. "Now you won't wake anyone up silly girl." Heather kissed Kristen's cheek, as Kristen tried screaming into the gag several times, which only came out as muffled cries. Soon, tears started flowing down Kristen's cheek. This only turned on Heather more as she started crawling into a kneeling position between Kristen's legs. 

Normally, Heather would always put lube on the strappy, or even better would be having the girl suck on it and lubing it with her saliva. Tonight, however, Heather was being overcome with a desire to take this girl. Besides, Kristen was probably going to consider this rape anyways, so Heather thought she might as well make it real rough like rape. 

Therefore, without any lube at all, Heather pushed the tip of the strappy against Kristen's pussy lips. Some more muffled cries came from Kristen as she helplessly pulled at her restraints while looking down at what Heather was doing. Heather merely smiled at the now sobbing girl and gave her a wink, the same wink she had given to her when she first convinced Kristen to come back to the room. Then, with a violent thrust, she pushed over half of the strappy into Kristen's pussy. 


One Dark Night Deserves Another Ch. 01



Kristen let out another muffled scream. Heather was holding it there as she watched the girl's reaction. Whether Kristen thought it was rape or not, Heather was still going to tease her as if she were just a willing sub. "Awww," cooed Heather, "you took about 5 inches of a dry strappy with one thrust. Somebody must have been pretty wet and wanting it, huh?" 

Kristen violently shook her head real quick while still sobbing. Heather merely shrugged her shoulders and then proceeded to pull the strappy out some before thrusting into Kristen again. This time, Kristen merely grunted against the gag. Heather did this a few more times, each time getting the same grunt and pained look from Kristen. It took several thrusts, but eventually, with one last violent push, Heather pushed the final inch of the strappy into Kristen. 

Kristen had her eyes closed at this point from the pain she was in. Her face was streaked with all the tears that had already poured out from her eyes. Looking down at her from Heather's kneeling position just turned Heather on more, as she slowly began to fuck Kristen now with the strappy able to go all the way inside her.

"That's it Kristen," Heather said as she started rocking the strappy in and out of Kristen. "Take the entire thing like a good little slut. Mmm...I bet you're starting to enjoy getting fucked now aren't you?" 

Kristen opened her eyes in an angry glare and shook her head. But then one more good thrust from Heather revealed the truth she was trying to hide. Kristen's eyes slightly rolled back, and there was even the slight sound of a moan. As if she recognized what she just did, Kristen turned her head to the side to try and avoid eye contact. 

This had only encouraged Heather more, who began to thrust into Kristen with some more enthusiasm now. Kristen's tears had dried at this point, probably just from having cried too much. She had stopped screaming and most of her sobbing, instead, as Heather kept pumping into her again and again, the only sounds Kristen was making were slight groans that were being forced out of her by the fucking she was receiving. 

"That's it Kristen, just take it," Heather encouraged. "I know you're enjoying it now." Heather gave a few more thrusts. She was loving every minute of this. Kristen only whimpered in response. At this point, she had given up and the fight was out of her. All she could really do was lie there and take it, which Heather loved. 

Kristen was getting louder again. Only this time, it was loud moaning that was starting to come from beneath the gag. Kristen was shaking her head again. She knew her body had taken over her mind and that Heather was soon going to extract an orgasm from her. Heather knew it, too. She watched as Kristen's body slowly began tensing up some and responded by ramming the strappy into Kristen even harder for a few more thrusts until finally a long muffled moan came from Kristen as her body seized and shook a little from the orgasm she experienced. 

Heather held the strappy all the way inside Kristen until the orgasm was over, and then pulled it out. For the first time she looked at it while taking it off. There were tiny traces of blood on it. Kristen was no virgin, but she definitely had never had something this size in her, and definitely never been fucked quite so hard. 

Seeing it just turned Heather on that much more. The small bit of rubbing she felt as she had fucked Kristen had already stimulated her quite a bit. She flashed the strappy in front of Kristen's eyes, which were looking both tear stained and demoralized. "Somebody hasn't been fucked quite that way before, have they?" she teased right before slipping the strappy just a tad in her mouth teasingly, taking a taste of Kristen's juices. Then, she tossed it to the floor and scooted up on Kristen so that she was basically straddling her head. She placed her pussy right next to Kristen's nose and began rubbing her clit. 

Right away, she was in ecstasy. She closed her eyes and started moaning. Her fingers worked at her clit while she instinctively started rubbing against both the ball gag and Kristen's nose. Heather could just make out some groans from Kristen, who tried to shake her head away, but Heather's knees were able to keep her in place. Heather was soon forced to grab hold of the headboard with her free hand to stay balanced as her body was shaking now from the pleasure. 

Heather let out a small scream as finally her body released and orgasmed. A long moan followed as she sat there, knowing full well her juices were likely dripping against Kristen's nose and face. When she finally came down from her orgasm, she looked down between her legs into Kristen's eyes. Kristen was glaring back, obviously very upset and yet still very much defeated. Heather just grinned an evil grin as she took her fingers off of her clit and wiped the juices onto Kristen's forehead, much to Kristen's displeasure. 

Having orgasmed, Heather moved off of straddling Kristen's head. Instead, she laid down so that she was half on top, half on the side of Kristen. She laid the side of her head on Kristen's bound arm and stared at Kristen's beautiful face. Right away, Kristen turned her face, which looked quite a mess by the combination of dried tears and now Heather's juices, away from Heather. Heather didn't mind, and instead she just started lightly stroking Kristen's head. 

"Now my dear, normally this is when I untie the girl and we just lay here together, sleeping wonderfully for the night," Heather began explaining. "But I'm sure you're probably so pissed that you'll want to leave right away, am I right?"

Kristen didn't turn to face Heather but nodded her head rebelliously. Heather just kept stroking Kristen's hair. "Well, then, you're going to be free to go," Heather stated. 

This got Kristen's attention. She finally turned back to look into Heather's eyes. Clearly, Kristen wasn't sure whether to be excited and relieved or if she should be skeptical that Heather was telling her the truth. 

"I'm being serious. I'm going to untie you in less than a minute," Heather said in her serious tone. "But before I do, I just want to remind you of a few things. First, every girl at that party, including a ton from your own floor saw you leave with me willingly tonight. In fact, a few of them have already been with me this year as I'm sure you heard rumors about." 

Kristen was listening intently. In her eyes, Heather could tell that she knew everything Heather was saying so far was true. "I'm just telling you this, because should you think in your head that you're going to go from here and start talking about rape or any shit like that, I assure you it won't work. As far as anyone will believe, they'll just think that one, you knew what was going to happen and chose to come here anyways, and two, that now you're just being a stupid bitch and trying to protect your precious reputation. So in fact, not only will you never succeed in getting me in trouble, but you'll only further ruin your own reputation."

It was very interesting watching Kristen's expressions as Heather stated all this. At times she was looking angry, but more than anything, she just looked defeated. Heather truly didn't see this as a scare tactic to keep Kristen quiet. It was really the reality of how she saw things going. Kristen obviously was realizing the same thing as Heather talked her into that defeated look. 

After Heather finished saying all of this, she leaned in and gave Kristen one more kiss on the cheek and spoke softly in her ear. "I really didn't mean for this to hurt you," came the words. "I think you're super hot and sexy and just really wanted to give you an unforgettable experience. And...judging by that orgasm, I'm pretty sure you enjoyed it at least a little bit." 

Heather said this last part with a giggle and then pulled away from Kristen's face. Kristen still didn't look amused, but the fight was definitely gone from her eyes. Heather stroked Kristen's face and spoke once more, "I really would like it if you stayed with me once you're untied. I hope you consider it." 

After saying these words, Heather slid down the bed and untied the ropes that bound Kristen's ankles. Kristen flexed them a bit to get the cramped feeling out of them. Meanwhile, Heather had reached to her dresser and gotten the key to the cuffs. She went back to lying beside Kristen as she reached up and released each of Kristen's arms. 

To Heather's surprise, Kristen didn't jerk off the bed right away. Instead, she just quietly and slowly slid away from Heather some. For a moment, Heather thought Kristen might actually stay. But then, Kristen sat up on the bed and turned her back to Heather. She reached behind her head and undid the gag. Heather watched as Kristen dropped the gag to the floor and stretched out her probably very sore jaw. 

Heather had been bracing herself for this moment. She fully expected Kristen to launch into some expletives and maybe even screaming at Heather. But much to her pleasant surprise, Kristen didn't say a word. In fact, Kristen almost acted as if she didn't want to make any noise at all. Instead, she simply got off the bed and slowly started to put her clothes back on. 

Heather was amazed at just how defeated Kristen seemed to be at this point. It even turned her on some to see it. Kristen wasn't like hurrying to get the hell out of there. She was just simply going about her business by getting dressed and leaving. After a few minutes, Kristen was finally pulling her shirt on over her bra. With that done, Kristen turned to leave. 

Heather called out to her as she did so, "Feel free to come back anytime Kristen. We can have a lot more fun together you know." 

Kristen didn't move. She just remained there for a second with her back to Heather. Then with a slight glance back, she muttered, "Fuck you," and then proceeded to walk out, shutting the door behind her. 

Heather just smiled and stretched out on her bed, still naked. She was still plenty warm from all the work she had done in fucking Kristen. She lay there, feeling sleep slowly coming and thought to herself, stupid girl, doesn't she realize that she's the one who got fucked around here? With a giggle, Heather drifted off to sleep. 

END OF CHAPTER 1



One Dark Night Deserves Another Ch. 02



Chapter 2 -- Learning to Apologize

Sunday had been a pretty relaxing, but studious day for Heather. She slept in and pretty much stayed in her room for most of the afternoon, only venturing out during meal times. She did have one sort of fun exchange with one of Kristen's friends in the hallway. 

It just so happened to be Tina, a girl Heather had seduced within the first two weeks of the school year. Tina had seen Heather and Kristen leave the party together the night before, so she exchanged a very knowing smile with Heather as they walked by each other in the hall. No words were even needed, and Heather knew that Tina had already pictured all that had happened the night before in her mind. Of course, she'd have no idea that Heather had forced, maybe even raped Kristen during that process, but obviously that was what Heather loved about the situation. She knew that she'd never have to worry about any consequences and could simply enjoy the amazing time that it was for her. 

The rest of Heather's day was spent reading. She spent the afternoon before dinner in her room, trying to catch up with her reading for classes. Then after dinner was over, she headed to the library to do some research for a big paper she would have due at the end of the next week. She got really intense with her studying to the point where she ended up staying at the library until past midnight. 

Kelly, her roommate, texted her around 7 to announce she had arrived back from her weekend away. Heather just figured she'd give her the report on the weekend on Monday. When Heather did head back to the room after midnight, Kelly was already asleep. 

The next morning, Heather was able to once again sleep a little later since her first class wasn't until 11. Kelly was already gone to her early morning classes. Heather liked not having to worry about getting up early for classes, but the negative was she would be gone until 3 P.M. She had really been looking to chatting with Kelly, but it would just have to wait. 

By the time Heather finally did make her way back to her room, she was feeling pretty worn out from sitting through so many lectures. She found Kelly reading on her bed. Heather smiled at her, dropped her bag on the floor and collapsed on her own bed. 

Kelly put her book down and laughed. "That bad huh?" she asked. 

Heather just looked at her with the side of her head on her pillow. "Yea," she replied, "I hate Mondays." 

"Aww," Kelly teased, "And I thought seeing me after a weekend away would make it all better." 

Heather just laughed. "It is good to see you Kel," she said. "How was the fam this weekend?" 

"The usual," Kelly replied. "I was really happy to come back. Although if I knew what had awaited me by coming back, I would have been absolutely ecstatic about coming back."

Heather figured Kelly was being sarcastic about Heather being at the library all evening long the previous night. "Yea, sorry I wasn't here," she apologized. "I was just in a groove." Heather gave a small chuckle.

Kelly just had a funny smile on her face. "Oh, I wasn't talking about you not being here," Kelly explained. "I was actually serious about something I discovered when I got back."

Now Heather was a bit confused and definitely curious. She smiled in response to the look on Kelly's face. It had a mischievous look that Heather had seen before. "What are you talking about?" she asked. "What was so exciting that you discovered." 

Kelly was now sitting up, looking at Heather laying on her bed. Suddenly, she stood up and walked over to her computer. But instead of turning the screen on, she merely put her hands on her little webcam that she had. With her back to Heather, she finally answered, "I discovered I had accidentally left my webcam on when I left Saturday morning." 

There was a pause while Heather tried to think about what this meant. Suddenly, a small amount of nervousness began to spread inside her as she sat up now. 

Before she could even voice her fears, Kelly was speaking again. "I shut it off as soon as I got back. I mean, shit, the file it created took up over half of my hard drive, so I was about to delete it right away. When suddenly, I had a thought." Heather could almost hear the smile in Kelly's voice as she explained all this. "I remembered that you were going out Saturday night, and I knew that if you had succeeded I might find something pretty entertaining on the video." As Kelly finished saying this, she pushed the power button to her monitor. 

Even as Heather was standing up, she saw the darkened image come into focus. She could see the darkened shapes of her own body on top of Kristen's. "Kelly!," snapped Heather, although she stayed by her bed rather than doing what part of her wanted and charge at the computer to remove the image. "That was private! You...you had no right."

"I had no right to watch you rape Kristen you mean?" Kelly questioned as she finally turned to face Heather. There was no smile on Kelly's face. Instead, her expression was quite serious and instantly made Heather even more uncomfortable. "Yea, the video quality sucks because of the lighting, but every word is clearly heard." Kelly emphasized the last part of what she said, making it clear to Heather that she had listened to the dialogue that had transpired.

"I...I didn't rape her," Heather began slowly, trying to search for the words to explain away the guilt she was feeling from Kelly's cold stare. "I mean...honestly, she came to the room willingly. You had to have seen that. She just got nervous and was voicing nerves. She...she enjoyed it in the end. I mean, if you heard everything, you heard how loud her moans were when she orgasmed!"

"Seriously Heather?!" Kelly exclaimed. She was nearly shouting at Heather as she rebuked her. "You sound like some pathetic guy rapist right now. 'She wanted it, I'm innocent, blah blah blah.' I can't believe you. I listened and watched the whole thing. She was practically screaming to you when she said 'no'! She was sobbing almost the entire time you were fucking her. What part of that says that she wanted it?" 

A few tears actually started coming down Heather's face. Hearing her best friend yell all these truths to her was a reality shot right to her face. "I'm...I'm sorry," she stammered amidst tears. She was looking at the ground in shame for a few seconds before looking back up at Kelly's cold expression. 

"You're sorry?" Kelly asked. "Do you really think a sorry is going to make it better for poor Kristen? Do you have any idea what she's going through right now?" 

A confused look came upon Heather's face as she continued to cry a bit. "Yea, that's right," Kelly stated. "I went and saw Kristen last night. I told her I knew. She cried for a full hour. You really messed her up. I can't believe you!" 

Heather was in shock. Not only did Kelly know everything but she had actually spoken to Kristen. Tears were still coming down Heather's face. Kelly continued after a brief pause, "You know, she wanted to go to the cops when I told her about the video. She said now she would have proof of what you did."

Heather gasped, and then began pleading earnestly, "No! Please Kel, you can't. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. Please don't let her have the video. Please tell her not to go to the cops." 

"She's not," came Kelly's curt reply. Heather gave a almost sobbing cry of relief, dropping her head into her hands. "For now," Kelly added. Heather looked back up, petrified once again. "I told her," Kelly continued, "that I would get you to truly apologize or else I'd go with her with my video straight to the university police."

"I do!" cried out Heather. "I apologize! I'm so sorry, really. I promise...never again!"

Kelly waved her hand dismissively towards Heather. "Give me a break," she said. "I don't see that as a true apology." She paused for a few moments, leaving Heather to ponder what she meant. "Get on your knees," came the sudden command. 

For the first time in several minutes, Heather could almost see a smirk forming in Kelly's expression. And yet, Kelly's eyes remained such that Heather also knew how dead serious she was. "On...on my knees?" questioned Heather. "But...why?"

Kelly showed a flash of anger in her voice. "Get on your knees and apologize! Apologize like someone who was truly sorry would. Now do it or else I swear me and the file are out the door up to Kristen's room!" 

Heather had never seen Kelly dominate a girl. And she was pretty sure that this was nothing like the way that Kelly did dominate, but still, the fear that Heather was feeling from this tone helped her to understand a little bit of the fear she sometimes saw in the girls Kelly had been with in the past. Not that Kelly had ever done that Heather had just done this past weekend, but still, there was a fierceness in Kelly that Heather was witnessing for the first time, a fierceness that she didn't really have herself. 

Heather quickly put up her hands to indicate 'ok'. She slowly dropped down to her knees. She reached out and gripped Kelly's jeans and looked up in her best friend's face. New tears were forming in her own eyes as she started talking, "I'm so sorry. Kelly, please tell Kristen, I'm so so sorry. I know what I did was the most awful thing I could ever do to someone...please...you have to forgive me. You're my best friend, and I...I can't have you be upset at me." 

Kelly just remained looking down at Heather as she spoke. The angry glare remaining on her face until Heather was done saying all of this. Then, slowly, the smirk came back. Again, it wasn't the smirk that Heather had seen a million times. This one had a note of seriousness to it. It didn't do anything to ease Heather's fears and emotions of the moment. 

"Hmm...I want to believe you Heather," explained Kelly. "But I'm still not sure you're proving to be sorry enough."

"I am! I swear!" came the quick reply from Heather amidst tears and sobs. 

The same smirk remained on Kelly's face. "Then prove it," she said. "Strip off your clothes and say it all again one more time!"

Heather was in shock. Despite the fact that they were roommates and both lesbians, the two best friends had never seen one another completely naked. And yet, here in this moment when she was most vulnerable in the presence of her best friend, Kelly was asking her to get naked. It didn't make any sense!

"Wha...what?" stammered the shocked and confused Heather. The tears stopped at this point, as Heather's mind was now totally in a state of confusion, all sorrow for what she had just been faced with was slammed and buried. "Are you trying to make a joke out of all this? Because if so, it's not funny! I'm truly sorry for what I did, and it's not something for you to just mock and make fun of!" Heather felt her own temper start to flare up as she spoke. 

"Oh I'm not joking," Kelly spoke plainly, her same serious smirk remaining on her face. "I'm quite serious when I say you need to apologize once more naked. C'mon...you have to remember that conversation we had months back. We both agreed nothing said true humility more than a girl on her knees completely naked at the feet of another." 

"We were talking about a submissive to a Domme!" snapped Heather. "I am not a submissive nor is this sexual in any way, this is serious." 

"Whoever said nudity must always equal sexual?" asked Kelly with a roll of her eyes. "This is serious, and I told you, I promised Kristen to get a true apology from you. Now I'm telling you what that's going to look like. So you have one minute to do it otherwise I'm leaving, and the next person coming to our room will be wearing a blue uniform." 

It was as if all the air was sucked out of the room. Heather was no longer looking up at her best friend. With that last statement, Kelly had become someone Heather had never met. It was someone cold and with a power over her that she had never felt before. Heather was angry, and yet she was trapped. She glared at Kelly for a few moments. Kelly's smirk was still on her face and the only response she gave to Heather's glare was to look at the clock as if counting the seconds. 

Begrudgingly, Heather started to remove her clothes. She unbuttoned and removed her sweater, followed by the shirt she had on underneath. She stood up, still glaring at Kelly. How could her friend be making her do this is all she could think as she unbuttoned her jeans and tugged them down and off. Then she paused for a few moments, as she stood there in just her bra and underwear, which was the closest to naked that Kelly had ever seen her. 

Kelly, who had been watching Heather the entire time, started to tap her foot. "Don't make me wait too long, Heather," she warned. "You wouldn't want me to lose my patience and head out, would you?" 

Heather gritted her teeth, still seething at what Kelly was making her do. And yet, she finally reached behind her back and undid her bra, unveiling her round 34c breasts to Kelly for the first time ever. Kelly didn't really flinch, but just kept watching. After dropping her bra off to the side, Heather removed her panties, the last article of clothing she had, exposing her cleanly shaven pussy to Kelly, once again for the first time ever. Heather wasn't crying anymore. Her anger had pushed that way. But now that she was completely exposed, Heather found herself actually blushing slightly despite her anger. She actually felt embarrassed being forced to get naked by her roommate. 

Kelly hadn't really changed her expression during the entire process. Any thoughts she was having about how beautiful she thought Heather's body was, were kept inward. All that Heather saw was that same smirk remain on Kelly's face. "Now," Kelly spoke, "drop to your knees and try again."

Heather gritted her teeth. Despite the embarrassment she was feeling, her anger was still seething. However, she fought back the urge to say anything she was thinking to Kelly, still scared that Kelly might indeed go through on her threat. Heather slowly dropped back to her knees, this time of course, on her bare knees. She then looked up at Kelly, let her face relax so that the anger left her face, and tried to think back to the remorse she was still feeling deep down. "Kelly...I...I really am sorry," she half stammered. "Please forgive me...please let this be something behind us."

Kelly just stared back at Heather for a few moments before speaking again. "Hmm...that's closer. But still, I think one thing is missing yet," she said this while rubbing her chin as if in thought. 

Heather opened her mouth as if to object, but thought better on it. The smirk in Kelly's face told her that arguing would get nowhere in this situation. So she just knelt there and waited. 

Kelly was enjoying the power she was exerting over Heather. That much was very obvious. After letting her kneel there anxiously for a few moments, Kelly finally spoke again, "I think you need to be kissing my feet while saying sorry." 

Heather's mouth dropped in shock. "You're...you're crazy!" she exclaimed in shock. 

Kelly just shook her head. "Kiss my feet while saying sorry, and I'll accept your apology," was her simple reply. 

Heather was still glaring at Kelly. Everything in her wanted to rebel. She was tired of Kelly exerting this power over her. She just wanted it to be over and for both of them to forget all about it. With a roll of her eyes, she finally figured that this would be the last thing she'd have to do to make it all go away. She glanced down at Kelly's feet. 

"Make sure you look like you mean it," interjected Kelly as she saw Heather prepare to do as she had asked. Kelly was back to grinning. 

Heather shot Kelly another glare of annoyance, before looking back down. She bent her head down towards Kelly's feet. Parting her lips just a little, she planted a little kiss on the top of Kelly's barefoot, letting her tongue come out just a bit in hopes that these small kisses would suffice enough, as she planted several of them on the top of Kelly's foot. As she was doing this, she began to speak in between kisses. "Please Kelly, I'm asking you to please forgive me. I'm so sorry for what I did. It'll never happen again. I'm sorry." 

When she was finished, Heather planted one last kiss on Kelly's foot before looking back up. Kelly was smiling down at Heather. She had clearly enjoyed what had just happened. Slowly, Kelly lowered her hand to Heather's cheek and rubbed it. Her normal smile appeared to be back. "Ok, Heather," she said. "I forgive you." 

There was a deep sigh from Heather. Finally, this crazy experience was over. She started to move one of her legs to stand up when Kelly's hand went from touching her face to pushing on the top of her head. 

"Just wait a minute," Kelly spoke softly. 

The look she gave Heather had too much written underneath it to make Heather comfortable. Heather was pretty sure Kelly was now going somewhere in her mind that Heather wasn't about to allow. "Don't even think about it," warned Heather. "This is not about to turn sexual, so you can get your mind back to reality right now! You know me better than that. I don't sub, and I'm not about to sub!" 

Kelly's face didn't change. She calmly just started speaking, "I was just going to say, that while I forgive you, Heather, I'm not sure that you've made things right yet." 

Heather wasn't happy. Kelly had been playing too many games with her to make her anywhere close to happy. She was getting pissed, and she knew that Kelly could see it on her face. "Oh?," she asked. "And how exactly do you want me to make things right Kelly? You already said that once I said I was sorry, it would be over." 

"Correction," stated Kelly. "I said if you truly apologized I wouldn't go to the cops. However, I don't think you've come close to actually making things ok between us again. And if I just let you off the hook now, who's to say that in a week I don't decide to turn in my videos after rethinking on them?" 

Heather was shocked. She was looking into Kelly's eyes. While there was still that bit of smugness about her, Heather could also tell that Kelly was quite serious. A huge part of Heather was furious that Kelly, her best friend, would threaten her like this. But the rest of her was feeling very frightened. The thought of her life becoming completely ruined because of one bad decision a few nights ago was the source of these fears. 

Kelly had purposely been silent for a few moments, as she knew that these types of emotions were sure to be flaring up in Heather. Finally, she broke the silence and spoke, "Now, if you want to avoid that scenario, I've thought of something that would ensure you never have to worry about the police again." 

"What?" asked Heather. There was an odd combination of hope and doubt in her voice. While the idea of having never to worry about the police being involved in this whole thing was definitely something she wanted, she was having trouble believing that Kelly had anything good in mind. 

"Well basically," began Kelly, "you agree to let me punish you. I'll punish you in an appropriate way for a set amount of time. And then in return, I hand over all evidence over to you so you can destroy it or whatever." 

Heather took a few moments to gather her thoughts. Kelly was being a manipulative bitch. That much was clear. What could she possibly mean by punish though? Obviously, all Heather had to do was look at her current state of nakedness to have some idea the direction things would be going. The thought of having to face a punishment like she was some sub to Kelly was repulsive. However, she also knew that there might be no other choice. 

"I suppose you're not going to tell me what the punishment will be, will you?" inquired Heather. 

"Of course not," said Kelly with a smile. "It wouldn't be a worthy enough punishment for what you did if you could prepare yourself for it." 




One Dark Night Deserves Another Ch. 02



"Well what assurance would I have that you wouldn't try and go back on your word to give me the tape?" snapped Heather. "You could try and change the rules again on me."

"Because," Kelly began to explain, "you would sign this, which I've already signed." Kelly produced a piece of paper from her desk drawer. She handed it over to Heather to look over. "And you know me, Heather. I would never violate the what I consider sacred by breaking that contract without following through with the consequences." 

Heather really couldn't believe what she was looking at. It wasn't that the contract was saying anything that Kelly hadn't already stated, but it was the very fact that Kelly had already been planning all of this to the point that she had prepared the contract ahead of time. In the contract, Heather was basically agreeing to let Kelly punish her in any way that Kelly thought fitting for the rest of the day, until midnight. It would be considered a breach of contract if Heather ever disobeyed Kelly, and the consequences of Heather's breach would be that the police were contacted. 

Kelly's agreement in the contract included two things. First, that the punishment would only take place inside their dorm room, putting aside any concerns Heather might have that the punishment would be something that'd totally ruin her entire reputation. Second, Kelly agreed to hand over everything that she had that would provide proof of what Heather had done to Kristen. If Kelly breached the contract in any way, Heather would have the right to make Kelly sign a sub contract that they mutually drew up that would last for an entire month. 

As Heather read this last part about Kelly's consequences in the event of a breach, a part of her smiled as she allowed herself to quickly daydream. Then, she remembered what a breach of contract would mean that Kelly had done and the smile was quickly gone. She looked down at the part where the girls would sign and saw Kelly's signature there. 

It was while Heather was looking at this part that Kelly tapped her head with a pen. As Heather looked up, Kelly held the pen out to her with a big smile on her face. Heather just glared at her. She couldn't believe the person she had considered closer to her than anyone in the world was doing this to her. With a sigh she snatched the pen from Kelly's hand, but kept looking up at her. 

"Once this is all over, Kelly," Heather spoke, "you and I are going to have to some serious mending of our friendship. Because...this really hurts me that you're making me do this." As she said this last part, she started crying. It was surprising, because she hadn't even felt the tears coming. 

Kelly just gave a slight shake of the head, her smile was gone and now she looked sad herself. "In my eyes," she replied, "this is mending our friendship. Because it hurt me that the person I'd trust with my life would do something so horrid!" 

Kelly's words made another sharp stab of guilt rise up in Heather as her tears slowly went down her cheek. With a slight nod, she looked back down at the contract, and signed her name and the rest of her Monday away. 

END OF CHAPTER 2