Under Roberta
5. Dorm Daze
Roberta entered State U that fall. The campus was located quite far away from home, more than four hours drive. So Roberta released Miss Simms from servitude and moved into the dormitories, as was required of all freshmen. She requested the last surviving all-female dorm. What a joy; over 850 pussies under one roof, all ripe for the picking.
The first order of business was subjugating her assigned roommate. Elaine Williams was a naive Midwestern girl from a well-to-do family. She had pale skin and black hair, a fresh face, and an excited outlook. Elaine had generous breasts and was a virgin to boot. She and her Mom were teary eyed when they hugged good bye. Dad was proud and strong. Elaine felt alone and weak; Roberta took shameless advantage of the girl’s vulnerability. Before Mom and Dad were even on the interstate she had Elaine flat on her back, pinned to the bed, and was popping her cherry with Roberta’s favorite strapon. She effortlessly turned Elaine into her private bed slave. It was State U’s fault, really. They had randomly thrown the hapless girl into a closed room with a domineering sexual predator. There was nothing malicious on their part. It was just the luck of the draw. Or unlucky for Elaine, as some might see it.
Of course the deck was stacked in Roberta’s favor. Hey, a girl’s gotta get through school somehow. Somebody had to do her laundry. Somebody had to give her full body massages after a hard workout. Somebody had to lick her stinking pussy in the middle of the night when she couldn’t sleep. All the skin on Elaine’s face, neck and torso took on a healthy deep blush whenever she was sexually excited. Roberta found it delightfully sexy-cute, so she called her Pinky.
Pinky must have been a slow learner. Even though Roberta brought the full force of her dominant personality to bear, it took weeks to properly train her. In her defense, she did have a lot to learn. Pinky had to learn how and when to shave; how to give Roberta respect; how to address her, both in private and in public; when to bathe her; when to wake her; how to wake her; how to keep the bathroom meticulously clean; when not to make noise during sex; how to correctly fold and store Roberta’s clothes; when she was allowed to masturbate; when she was expected to masturbate; when the masturbation was to be carried through to completion and when to stop just short; which dildos she was allowed to abuse, which ones were reserved for guests, and which ones were Roberta’s private stash, not to be shared with anyone. Pinky had to memorize Roberta’s class schedule and write her own schedule on a card. This way Roberta could find her on campus, just in case she needed a little, ah, relief in the middle of the day. Roberta controlled Pinky’s life down to the smallest details. She made random checks, and Pinky was punished if she deviated from her prescribed schedule. Pinky had to report her grades to Roberta. Every assignment had to be completed on time, every test properly prepared for. Pinky was to remain totally nude in Roberta’s presence. Pinky had to correct her posture and learned how to stand as tall and strong as she could. Pinky had to spend one hour each day doing some rigorous aerobic workout. She was to become as strong and flexible as her natural abilities would allow. Pinky became so accustomed to the tangy taste and deep musky stink of Roberta’s pussy that she actually came to crave it. Pinky had to write glowing letters home that made her sound happy and fulfilled. Pinky got two letters from some boy. Both were returned unopened with a Dear John letter attached.
Dating, of course, was not allowed. Pinky was Roberta’ sex toy, a controlled-access private property, and that now constantly horny pussy between Pinky’s thighs needed protection. Roberta took Pinky out to be custom fitted for a chastity belt. It was made of a carbon-fiber composite that was stronger and lighter than steel, yet invisible to airport security. It had attachment points for a specially built pager so Roberta could send her a sex trigger anytime, anywhere. The whole structure would vibrate, and Pinky knew that at her next opportunity, she was to find someplace private to masturbate. She couldn’t actually touch herself with the chastity belt on. But it was built with rows of strategically placed soft silicone bumps. By grabbing the whole structure and working it up and down, she could get off nicely. Body piercing just came with the territory.
Pinky’s hands and mouth, on the other hand, were put to frequent use. Roberta trained her to fondle, kiss, lick, and suck any pussy, dick, or dildo presented to her. Roberta used her to curry favor with people who needed to be “persuaded”, like professors and lab supervisors. She would use Pinky to reward certain individuals who had helped Roberta out. She even used Pinky to compromise this one administrator, threatening to release the pictures if he didn’t bend a few rules her way. Poor schmuck; Pinky was wearing the chastity belt. He didn’t even get any pussy.
Pinky was the only cunt in the dorm that Roberta truly forced herself on. By venting her domination tendencies on Pinky, she felt free to fuck any girl in the dorm without having to be a heavy handed dominatrix. And so she did fuck girls, lots of them. She didn’t call them ‘Pussies’ like in high school. She called them ‘The Girls’ and thought of them as cunts with tongues; she treated them that way too. Even though she never overtly expressed her controlling nature, there was something in her personality that attracted the other girls to her. The Girls naturally submitted and did what she wanted. For all the girls in the dorm, this was their first time away from home. Many were curious about lesbian sex, maybe even most. They only needed a little encouragement. Roberta arrived with a mysterious charm. A few girls harbored intolerance for the very idea of girl on girl action. But for the rest, it took only a few minutes alone with Roberta, and a Girl’s mind turned to mush and her loins demanded attention.
Word got around that Roberta was a wildly exotic fuck, and that every single girl who dared try her had a wonderfully satisfying night. The rest of that year turned into one long fuck fest. Sometimes they used the target cunt’s dorm room, and if the cunt’s roommate accidentally stumbled in, it invariably turned into a three way. Other times Roberta brought that night’s conquest back to her room to share with Pinky. Roberta never discriminated about a girl’s looks; ugly girls were fucked with equal opportunity. She fucked each and every one in a way that left them all happy, fulfilled, and glad they had taken the chance, with full knowledge that it was casual hookup sex, but never sad or confused about what they had done. Free and uninhibited, it was the best sex they could remember having, ever. Roberta single handedly turned almost two hundred women into bugs, (Bi Until Graduation) and left a fair number of dorm roommates paired up as committed lesbians. Yes, she fucked nearly a quarter of the women in the dorm, averaging someone different almost every night.
Rather than fly home for Thanksgiving, Pinky went to Roberta’s home for the break. Roberta’s mom fixed a fine feast. They visited Miss Simms, who was now happily involved in a mutual lesbian relationship with another teacher. She no longer needed the bondage gear, and had boxed it up to give to Roberta. She stored it in her Mom’s garage until she had a place of her own.
Pinky did fly home for Christmas. She spent the entire three weeks locked in her chastity belt. The pager attachment would never pass through the metal detector, so she passed it through the x-ray scanner with her purse and scurried to the women’s room to re-attach it. Roberta knew the hours of her flight and paged her frequently throughout the trip. The middle aged businessman sitting next to her could hear the buzzing sound and watched her squirm. He spent most of the trip leering at her tits. Roberta had made her wear a shear top with no bra. He watched her nipples get hard after each buzz, and it was easy to tell that they were pierced.
Pinky’s old boyfriend came over to visit. When Pinky lifted her skirt up and showed him the chastity belt locked over her pussy, he got the picture. She never heard from him again. She also showed the chastity belt to her younger sister Meghan, who was a senior in high school. Meghan begged and begged, but Elaine refused to tell who the mystery lover was. At the airport for the flight home she was randomly selected for a body search. It was a middle aged overweight black woman who patted her down. She knew immediately what was locked over Pinky’s crotch. The woman smiled wickedly and followed along as two burly TSA agents frog-walked Pinky to a quiet cell where she was strip searched. The price of admission to the boarding concourse was oral sex for eight agents; two of them women, the rest men.
School went well for both women. Pinky studied Nursing, while Roberta settled on a major in Sports Science. It gave her ready access to workout facilities and exposure to lots of other athletes. She did very well on the volleyball squad, but was barred by tradition from being first string, as she was still a freshman. After volley season, Roberta tried lifting weights. She loved it immediately, and started a regime designed to sculpt her already muscular body. Committed to good health, she never took steroids. She didn’t need to. Her body accepted the muscle building naturally. She started comparing her body with the other female lifters, and realized she had about the best body around. She decided to try out the competition circuit. Competition body building had certain grooming expectations, so Roberta needed to shave her armpits and clean up her pubic hair at least enough so it wouldn’t peek out of a bikini. Pinky was assigned this as regular task. She became Roberta’s private barber, making sure her thick wiry blond hair was neatly trimmed in a typical lesbian butch cut, her legs, arms, and pits were smooth, and her pussy had only a thin strip of closely trimmed hair directly above her cunt. They usually performed this ritual in the evening; before, during, or after wild sex. Visitors were allowed to watch.