The Classmate
By A.J. Brown
Submissive girl discovers her dominant side when she meets an inexperienced guy


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There were eight girls for every one guy at the college that Noah chose and
when he arrived for his first orientation weekend he was confident that he
made the right choice in schools. There were girls everywhere and plenty of
good looking ones too. The 18-year-old was planning on having plenty of fun
his first semester of his freshman year of college.

He had to admit that he was a little bit disappointed on his first day of
classes. He was a business major and his first class, a marketing class, had
almost as many guys in it as it did girls - and the girls that were in it
weren't very good looking. His second class, a management class, actually was
probably 75% guys somehow.

His next class wasn't until 3 o'clock that afternoon and he didn't have high
hopes for what the ratio would be in that class either. It was a computer
class and he figured that of all the classes he was taking that that one was
probably the most likely to have more guys than girls in it.

He ended up getting to that one early just because he wasn't doing much before
the class anyway. He wasn't looking forward to it, not so much because he
didn't think there would be many girls in it, but mainly because computers
weren't his strong point and he figured it would be hard.

But his thoughts changed once he saw the other students coming into the class.
The first three to walk in were three hot girls all talking to each other.
They didn't sit anywhere near him but they were great to look at. The next two
were good looking girls as well. The next one was a guy and the next two were
girls that weren't as hot as the other ones but still good looking. That was
fine since they were probably more in his league anyway.

More people shuffled in and although there was a guy here and there the
majority of them were definitely girls. He hoped that a good looking girl
would sit next to him but none of them did. Then another girl walked in by
herself. She wasn't awful looking but she definitely was the least attractive
one that had walked into the class at that point.

She had long, dark, straight hair and she was not very pretty. She wore big
glasses and her nose was pointy and a little big. He just hoped that she
didn't decide to be the one to sit next to him. He couldn't imagine his luck
would be that bad where the only girl in that entire room that he wouldn't
have liked to hook up with would sit next to him. But he watched her look
around a bit and then take a seat at the computer right next to him.

"Hi," she said and just from the way she said it and the look on her face when
she did he could tell she was nerdy and pretty socially awkward. "I'm Becky."

"Noah" he said and he gave her just a little bit of a smile hoping that it
hinted to her than he didn't really want to talk to her. She just smiled back
and then looked forward at her computer. Luckily the instructor walked in soon
after that and got the class started. Noah was glad that ensured that Becky
wouldn't try to talk to him further.

"OK, I'm going to ask that you all stay in the same seats you are in today for
the rest of the semester," the instructor said. "It will make it easier for me
to learn everyone's names."

That was not what Noah wanted to hear since he didn't want to be stuck sitting
next to Becky every class. But once class started he quickly stopped worrying
about that. He was having a tough time keeping up with what the instructor was
saying and it was only the first day.

"Now just so you know, we are going to have a test every Wednesday," the
instructor said at the end of the class. "So make sure you review everything
we went over today for next class."

It was a Monday-Wednesday-Friday class so Noah was not excited about having to
go to the next class being tested on the material that he found very
difficult. He did start to catch onto it towards the end of the class at
least. He studied hard for it and although it was still difficult material he
felt like he was getting the hang of it. When he was taking the test on
Wednesday Becky seemed to be breezing through it. Noah found it tough despite
how hard he studied for it but he still felt he did well enough to get a 75 or
80%.

"Hi Noah" Becky said when she walked into class on Friday.

He gave her a dismissive 'hi' back but she was the absolute last thing on his
mind. He was very curious how he did on the test but that wasn't the only
thing he was thinking about. It was Friday and there were a lot of parties
going on that he was invited to. He was excited about going out that night and
meeting some of the girls.

He looked around the class and saw that the girls were dressed especially hot,
probably knowing that the weekend was here and they wanted to look good. Becky
just wore a t-shirt and a pair of shorts that showed her legs that were
extremely pale and kind of thick. Every other girl in the class definitely
looked a lot better than she did.

The professor came in and the first thing he did was walk around and start
handing the tests back. Becky was one of the first people that he gave it back
to. Noah discreetly peeked at what she got and saw she got an 89. Based on how
fast she had taken the test she gave the impression that she got close to 100.
Noah didn't think he got quite that high but he thought about how funny it
would have been if he did.

"How'd you do?" he said to her, acting like he didn't know.

"89," she said as she kind of shrugged and showed it to him. "Not bad I
guess."

The professor then walked up to Noah and handed him his test. Noah wanted to
freak out when he saw that he got a 47%. Not only did he not come close to
beating Becky but he didn't come close to passing. He wanted to freak out
right there. If he did that poorly on the first test he didn't know how he
would pass the class.

"How did you do?" Becky asked him. He wanted to tell her to mind her own
business but he couldn't really do that after asking her what her score was.
He just showed her the score so he didn't have to say it out loud.

"Sorry," she said and she said it genuinely where it actually made him feel a
bit better. "I don't like the way he's teaching this class at all. I actually
bought a program that's teaching me this stuff a lot better than he is. If I
didn't have it I probably would have gotten a grade similar to yours. If you
want to swing by my room after class I'll let you borrow it for the weekend.
Should help you with today's material and for the next test."

"Any chance I stop by a Sunday?" he said. "It's Friday and I'm going to be
getting ready to go out and party after this."

"Sorry, but I'm going to want it back by then," she said. "I still want some
time to look it over before Monday too. You'll need more than just Sunday
anyway, I promise you. We get out of here at 4 o'clock. You'll have time to
get it from me and look it over a bit tonight before you go get wild and
crazy."

She smiled at him and he gave just a little smile back because he still didn't
want to spend any time thinking about this until he had a couple of nights to
enjoy his first weekend at school. But it was her program and he needed to get
his hands on it if it would help him avoid failing the next test.

"How'd you get a single?" he said when he showed up at her room around 4:45.
He didn't want to be seen walking around campus with her so he said he had to
do something real quick and he'd meet her there.

"Paid extra for it," she said. "Heard too many horror stories of girls being
gossipy and catty and I just didn't feel like dealing with it." She was a bit
arrogant, that was for sure. Probably just her own defensive mechanism to make
her feel better about not being very good looking. He couldn't believe she
actually paid extra for a single room - college was expensive enough.

"Here you go," she said and she handed him the CD. "Just follow the directions
in the booklet in there and it's pretty easy to figure out. Stop by or call me
if you have any questions. Just bring it back by Sunday before dinner, OK?"

"No problem, thanks," he said and he figured he should make at least a little
small talk instead of just walking off with her CD. "You going out partying
tonight?"

"No, I'm not a party girl," she said. "I'm just a dork and I'm going to stay
in. Just watch a Lifetime movie or something. You?"

"Gonna party hard," he said proudly like he was trying to rub it in or
something. "They have parties everywhere tonight. I'll probably go to the one
in the townhouse that's right off campus, though. Someone told me a lot of
good looking girls always go there."

"Great," she said with a smile like she wasn't impressed but she was happy for
him. "Have fun."

He went to the party with his roommate. His roommate had a friend up from high
school that joined them as well. There were definitely a lot of good looking
girls there but there were also a lot that were not so good looking. The ratio
was in Noah's favor as there were probably four girls for every guy there but
a lot of the girls were hanging out in groups and he was shy to approach them.

The night went on and for the most part he was just hanging out with his
roommate and his high-school buddy, only briefly talking to some people that
ended up moving on tand talking to others. Because of that the beers were
going down fast and he ended up getting pretty drunk.

Eventually he ended up on the dance floor, letting it loose. In high-school
when he drank it was normally in the woods or something so he liked having a
house that he could drink in without worrying about getting in trouble for it.
Lots of girls were out on the dance floor as well.

And before he knew it he was grinding with some girl. She wasn't the best
looking girl but she wasn't the worst looking either. She was rubbing up
against him pretty good and before he knew it they were making out. They made
out for at least a half hour or so. He loved the female attention. After they
were done the two of them just kind of went their separate ways without
exchanging numbers or even saying goodbye or anything.

The next day he got up and decided to mess with the computer program that
Becky had given him. It actually was very helpful and helped make a lot more
sense out of the Friday lesson. He was glad to be productive before he went
out again that night. When he got to the party he was at he got plenty of
drinks in him. He was looking around for the girl he had made out with the
night before. He didn't see her and he didn't end up getting any action that
night.

"Here you go," he said when he showed up at Becky's room a bit before 3 p.m.
on Sunday after getting plenty of good use of the program, and he hander her
the CD. "Thank you very much."

"You're very welcome," she said. "Did you find it helpful?"

"Yeah, definitely," he said. "I'm feeling good about the next test already."

"Excellent," she said. "I'm glad. Classes like that without a good instructor
can be tough if you don't have some kind of extra help. How was the party on
Friday? Any luck with the ladies?"

"Oh yeah," he said proudly and was ready to brag about it a bit. "Made out
with this girl for a while on Friday night."

"Good for you," she said. "What else?"

"That's all" he said, sounding a little annoyed that it seemed like she was
putting him down for it or something. It was more that she did, he knew that.

"You college boys" she said and he didn't like that statement.

"What?"

"You meet a girl at a party and make out with her and that's it," she said.
"Don't do anything more with them. Don't even get their number or anything.
What's the point?"

"It's called just having a little fun," he said and he felt a bit defensive.
"I know you just stayed in your room all weekend but it's fun to go out and
drink and meet girls. You should come out sometime and see."

"I didn't stay in last night" she said.

"I thought you don't like going to parties."

"I don't," she said. "Had a date."

"Really?" he said and he didn't know why any guy on campus would want to go
out with her out of all of the girls that were there. "With who? You just were
ripping on college boys."

"He wasn't a college boy," she said. "He's 28-years-old actually."

"You went out with a 28-year-old?" he said and he realized he was giving her
the same tone that she gave him about making out with the girl. "Where did you
find him?"

"Craigslist," she said. "A lot easier for girls like me. I'm not some hot
chick like so many of the girls at this school so if I were to go to a party
like the one that you went to, no one would give me the time of day. I like
older guys more anyway. They're more open-minded and care more about than just
what a girl looks like." Noah had to respect her a bit for at least admitting
that the other girls were hotter than she was.

"Well how was your date?" he said.

"It was awesome," she said. "He took me out to dinner then we went back to his
place. Had a couple of drinks and then had sex for the rest of the night. He
was a little cocky during the date and I wasn't a huge fan of his personality
but the sex was great. I'm a submissive and he took complete control of me.
Held me down, called me a slut, and he fucked the hell out of me."

"Wait, what?" Noah said and he definitely never expected to see this side of
her. "You just met this guy off of Craigslist and you had sex with him."

"Well yeah," she said and she looked a tad bit offended but more surprised
that he was surprised by it. "What, you never had sex on the first date
before?"

No, he hadn't. The truth was that Noah was a virgin. He had one girlfriend in
high school and the most he ever did with her was stick his hand up her shirt
and feel her boobs. He was all about meeting girls in college but in high
school the opportunities never really presented themselves for him. He was
only 18 and since he just started college he had never seen a problem with the
fact that he was a virgin - right then he felt quite embarrassed about it
though.

"W-well, nah, no," he said stumbling over his words and she gave him a curious
smile. "I mean, not on the first date." She was smiling knowing he was
uncomfortable and he hoped to God that the topic would be dropped immediately.

"Are you a virgin?" she said and he could feel himself starting to really
blush.

She was a dork but she was smart. If he lied to her she'd ask him a couple of
more questions, realize he was lying, and then he'd look even stupider. He
didn't think it was anything he should have to feel ashamed of. Big deal if
she just did it with a couple of Craigslist guys anyway.

"As of now I am" he said and her smile got a bit bigger.

"Wow," she said and he didn't think it was necessary for her to act as
surprised as she was. "I know you're 18. How long have you been 18 for? When's
your birthday?"

"November" he said trying to sound annoyed so she'd be quiet.

"Wow, I turned 18 in January," she said. "You're even older than I am. You're
going to be 19 in two months and you're still a virgin. That's neat. Life is
full of surprises I guess."

"How many times have you done it?" he said still sounding annoyed.

"I've lost track of how many times I've 'done it'," she said. "I've had sex
with eight different guys, that much I know. Lost my virginity on Valentine's
Day of this year. I had a different guy each month, but had two in April and
none in June. That was a bad month for me. A few of the guys were one night
stands but a few of them I had sex with a bunch so I have no idea how many
times I've done it. Guy last night will probably end up being a one night
stand but, whatever, it happens. He was so worth it."

"Cool" he said and he was afraid that if he said more he'd just make himself
look silly. He wished he had never opened his mouth about it to begin with.

"So I got another question for you, if you don't mind," she said. "If you have
never had sex do you jerk-off a lot? I'd imagine you have to. I masturbate a
couple of times a day on the days I don't have sex so if you're still a virgin
I have to imagine that you do it all of the time."

"No!" he said sounding a bit insulted. "I don't do that."

"Ha-ha-ha," she laughed. "Yeah right."

I was actually true that he didn't do it - at least not very often at all. In
high-school he heard people making fun of people that did it and he was a
self-conscious guy that didn't want to be doing that even if no one knew.
There were a couple of exceptions, of course. There were a couple of times
when he was lying in bed thinking about hot girls and he just couldn't help
himself.

He also remembered the one time he did it where he couldn't resist and he was
very glad he didn't get caught. He was at the doctor back in March getting
looked at for a hernia. He had just gotten a new doctor, Dr. McLaughlin, who
happened to be an extremely pretty woman in her thirties.

His previous doctor was an older guy so seeing Dr. McLaughlin was a shock to
him as he didn't even know she was a female when he saw the name, never mind a
hot one. She told him she was going to come back and he was going to be
dropping his pants to test for the hernia.

The thought of him pulling down his pants for her and her touching him down in
that area excited him beyond belief. His cock was rock hard and he would have
been so embarrassed if she saw that when he pulled his pants down. So while he
was alone in the room he very quickly jerked off and blew his load in the
garbage can that was in the room.

She literally came in right after he was done and had locked his belt buckle.
He thought about how humiliating that would have been afterwards if she had
caught him doing that and he sometimes thought about how lucky he was for not
getting caught but also how dumb he was for doing it.

"No, seriously," he said. "I mean, I've done it, but it's not something I do
on a regular basis, no way. That would be pretty gross. You do it twice a day,
really?" She made him feel bad for his virginity so he wanted to try and make
her feel bad back.

"If you've only done it a couple of times and don't do it regularly then
you're not doing it right," she said. "You should have someone teach you."

"No, I'm all good," he said and he was ready to leave. "I gotta get going.
Thanks again for the program."

"Don't be mad," she said. "I'm just teasing you - you know that right."

"I'm not mad" he said. It wasn't really a lie. He wasn't so much mad as he was
annoyed with her and just embarrassed - more embarrassed than he had been in a
long time.

"Alright," she said. "You want to study together a bit tomorrow night? I
really want you to do well on the next quiz." He didn't want to hang out with
her again after the way she embarrassed him but he didn't want to make it
obvious right then either.

"Maybe," he said as he made his way to the door. "We'll see."

He went back to his dorm room and his roommate wasn't there. His roommate had
met a girl on Friday night and he did get her number. He had been hanging out
with her a lot since then and Noah had barely seen him. Noah was alone
thinking about his conversation with Becky. It made him feel embarrassed and
like kind of a loser. He had been thinking she was the nerdy one but the way
she was talking it made him almost feel like he was.

He got ready for computer class the next day and did not want to go. He
thought more about it and he was afraid that Becky was going to bring up their
conversation from the evening before. That would be all he needed was for one
of the hot girls to overhear that he was a virgin. If Becky teased him about
it, what would the actual good looking girls do? He made sure to walk in as
late as he could the lesson was just about to start when he did walk in.

"Hey Becky" he said when he saw her.

His plan was to walk in there and try not to even look at her but when they
did end up making eye-contact he said 'hi' by instinct. She actually just
smirked at him and didn't say anything back. The class began and the students
ended up having some time to interact during class. Becky was acting totally
cool and she was acting like they never even had that conversation.

"So are we studying tonight, Noah?" Becky said to him at the end of class very
nicely.

"Sure" he said. "I'll be by your room around eight if that's OK."

So he showed up at her room at eight and they got to studying. They didn't
talk about anything personal at first and kept it to the course material. Just
using the program Becky had given him had helped Noah a lot. But she really
seemed to be catching onto the material and the way she explained it to him
was very helpful. They chit-chatted a bit about personal stuff but nothing
that made Noah uncomfortable this time.

They studied the next night too and Noah found it very helpful. They went into
their quiz the next day and he felt much better about it than the previous
one. He liked getting help in the class but he was really starting to like
Becky as a friend. She was very nice, very smart, and a lot easier to talk to
then a lot of the other girls that he had met on campus.

Thursday night came and he was kind of bored. He decided to walk up to Becky's
room and see what she was doing. She was relaxing there watching TV but she
seemed happy to see him. They started with a little small talk but before he
knew it they were involved in some good conversation.

They talked about everything. They shared funny stories from high school. They
talked about their parents and siblings. They talked about the kinds of people
that they found attractive. They spent a little time talking about school too
but mostly they just talked about fun stuff. At one point Noah decided to ask
her about something that he had been curious about.

"So question for you," he said and she sat up and gave him a look like she was
happy to answer whatever it was. "The other day you told me that you were 'a
submissive'. What did you mean by that?"

"You don't know what I meant by that?" she said. "Well I guess you wouldn't.
It means I'm submissive in the bedroom. I like it when the guy takes control.
I'm not a strong girl at all - I only weight 130 pounds and any of that weight
is just a little fat. I seriously have no muscle on me whatsoever. So I like
being made to feel weak. I like it when the guy totally dominates me."

"You said the last guy you had sex with called you a slut," he said. "You
liked that? Really?"

"Ha-ha-ha," she laughed. "Yes, I did like that a lot. But that was nothing.
I've had way more intense stuff done to me. I've been tied up. Choked.
Ball-gagged. I'm a full submissive."

"You do that every time?" he said. He didn't know what being ball-gagged meant
but he had a guess. He wasn't going to ask and further show how naïve he was
so he was going to go with his gut on it.

"Well not every time," she said. "I've only gone really extreme with a couple
of guys. Heck, a few of the guys I've been with were inexperienced and weren't
able to control me at all. Needless to say that I didn't hook up with them
again."

They talked a bit more about it and Noah asked her some more questions without
trying to lead on how fascinated he was by her. There she was, some girl that
any of his buddies would have regarded as a total dork yet she had this whole
different side to her. He liked her personality either way but hearing her
talk about her submissiveness really made him interested in talking to her.
Noah realized that it was almost one in the morning.

"OK, well I gotta kick you out now," she said to him. "I should have been in
bed a while ago, actually. I have a date tomorrow night."

"That guy from last week end up calling you?" Noah asked.

"No, I knew that wasn't going to happen," she said. "This is a different guy."

"Craigslist?" he said.

"Yup," she said. "That's how I do it. We'll see how it goes. Good luck with
the ladies this weekend."

But Noah didn't have any luck with the ladies that weekend. He went out to
parties both nights, and felt really like partying to celebrate the fact that
he got an 82 on the computer quiz, but this time he didn't even get as far as
making out with a girl. Meeting girls at parties in college wasn't as easy as
the movies made it out to be. Even though there were a lot more girls than
guys at school, the parties seemed to have a bit more guys than girls at them.

And all of the good looking girls had guys crowded around them. A lot of them
showed up with other guys and Noah wasn't good at approaching the girls that
did come with other girls only and talking to them like other guys were. He
got pretty drunk both nights but had no luck meeting any women.

He sent Becky a text message Sunday morning and they made plans to study
together after dinner. He was actually looking forward to it. He had no
interest in her other than being a friend but he was starting to really
consider her a good friend. She was reliable, nice, and one of the easiest
people to talk to he had ever met. They studied for a while that night before
they started talking about their weekends.

"So, any luck with the ladies this weekend?" she said to him. He wished she
didn't ask that but he was comfortable enough with her where he wasn't
embarrassed about his lack of luck anymore.

"Nah, not this time," he said and he realized he was blushing anyway. "Just
drank a whole bunch instead. How was your date?" She seemed a bit hesitant to
answer.

"It was alright," she said. "Went out with him Friday and Saturday actually."

"Oh wow," he said. "Sleep with him?"

"Yeah," she said and she still looked a bit embarrassed about it for whatever
reason. "Both nights."

"Good for you!" he said. "So you going to see this one again?"

"Gotta think about that," she said. "He's kind of married." She never ceased
to amaze him.

"Wait, wait, wait," he said and she still smiled but looked more embarrassed.
"Take a step back. You've gotta tell me more."

"No, I better not" she said.

"Come on" he said really wanting to hear more about these dates.

"No, I can't say anymore" she said.

She still smiled and she looked like she did want to tell him more if he
pushed enough for it. He looked at her sitting on the bed looking smaller than
the 5'10, 165 pound, Noah. He thought about how she said she was a submissive.
He didn't want to hold her down on the bed or anything like she said that she
was into but he figured he'd try to control her a bit and get the information
out of her. After all, she did say she liked that. So he jumped on the bed
next to her and started to tickle her. She was clearly ticklish based on the
fact that she started laughing but she aggressively pushed him away. He kept
trying to tickle her.

"Oh, you do not want to get into a tickle war with me," she said, still
laughing. "I'm a great tickler. You'll lose this one, big time."

He certainly wasn't going to back down just because she said that so he
continued. She went right at him and started tickling his ribs. He couldn't
remember the last time that he had been tickled but, almost instantly, when
her fingers touched his ribs it stimulated him and he started laughing.

She got more aggressive about it and suddenly he was laughing with a
high-pitched, girly sounding laugh. She wasn't lying when she said she was a
good tickler as he was laughing very loud, and very high-pitched. He was way
too overwhelmed by it to tickle her back and with a smile on her face, she
forced him down on his back.

She sat on him and continued with her work. She tickled his ribs, moving her
hands up and down, so she also tickled his hips and his armpits. Every time he
tried to grab her wrists to push her arms away she'd hit a new spot that felt
even more ticklish than the last and he'd end up letting out another loud
cackle and be laughing too hard to have the strength to push her arms away,
even though his arms were a lot stronger.

"Wow, you're really easy to tickle," she said as she continued her work.
"You're so skinny that it's really easy to get your ribs."

"HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!" he laughed loudly.

It was sheer torture for him. He felt her fingers tickling him perfectly
making him laugh far beyond his control. Her fingers poked his ribs as they
tickled them. His laugh was very loud and very high-pitched and he was
laughing so hard that his stomach was hurting him. His eyes were full of tears
as well. He lay under her laughing uncontrollably in the submissive position
while she just sat on him and easily continued to tickle him. She wouldn't
stop for even a second and it was getting hard for him to even take a breath.

"Stop!" he said when she finally slowed down for a couple of seconds. "Stop!"

She ignored him and continued to tickle him very aggressively. He was kicking
his legs everywhere and every time he tried to grab her wrists she'd pull them
away. If anyone was in the hallway of that dorm they definitely would have
heard how ridiculous he sounded from outside the door. He felt a tear go down
his face from laughing so hard.

"Please stop!" he said when he was able to get the words out. "Please!" She
slowed down a little bit and tickled him gentler. It still tickled but his
uncontrollable laughter turned into a softer giggle. But she looked down at
him with a look like she was ready to up the tempo at any point.

"Ooh, I like it when you say 'please'," she said and then she tickled him a
bit harder causing him to laugh a bit louder. "Do you really want me to stop?"

"Yes!" he yelled, barely able to get the word out and he felt a very sharp
pain in his stomach when he said it.

"Will you do what I tell you to if I stop?" she said and she tickled him a bit
harder.

"Yes, fine!" he said and he started laughing very loudly again as she tickled
him harder but then suddenly stopped.

"OK, get on the floor on that side of the bed and get on your knees," she said
and she held her fingers up like she was ready to tickle him again at any
point. "Drop your pants. I want to watch you masturbate."

"Yeah right" he said nervously.

"Do it," she said with a stern tone and she moved her fingers closer to him
but didn't touch him. "Do it or I'll tickle you and I won't stop until you
pass out!" She started to tickle him again and he couldn't take any more of
it.

"OK, OK!" he said, still barely able to get the words out. "Alright, I'll do
it."

"On the floor right there," she said when she stopped, still with her hands up
making it clear she was ready to start again if need be. "Then drop your pants
and your underwear."

He got on the ground where she told him to. It was between the bed and the
wall on the opposite side of the room where the door was. She sat on her bed
in the path of him and the door so he couldn't make a run for it if he wanted
to. He never had his pants down in front of another girl before. He was
extremely embarrassed as he dropped his pants and his underwear. His cock was
about as small as it could be because of how nervous he was. Becky looked at
it and chuckled.

"You're pretty small down there," she said. "That's not going to help you when
you do meet a girl. Anyway, take your fingers and start to rub it up and down
- just like this." She demonstrated the motion she wanted him to do and he
started stroking himself rather quickly.

"No, no slow down," she said. "Don't do it so fast. Nice and slow. Just like
this."

She sat above him up on the bed continuing to motion with her fingers the way
that she wanted him to stroke his cock. He did so and he was starting to feel
horny as he did it. But his cock wasn't growing a whole lot. He was
embarrassed and way too nervous to be getting hard.

"This sure is taking you a while to get hard," she said. "Just relax. Here,
this should help."

He then watched as she pulled off the shirt she was wearing so she had nothing
but a bra on, on top. She didn't stop there either - she reached behind her
back, unhooked it, and bared her boobs for him. The only time he had ever seen
bare boobs was in Playboy magazines, on the internet, and the one time he had
gone to an 18 and over strip club over the summer.

All of the other boobs he had seen were much bigger than hers were. Her
breasts were quite pale and they just were not very big at all. They just
looked like little chunks of fat with big nipples on them. Still, there was
something about the situation that turned him on far more than being at the
strip club did. He could feel himself getting very aroused and he looked down
to see that his cock had grown a lot when she did that.

"There you go," she said. "That's better. Now use your entire hand and grab it
good. Squeeze it harder and go a little bit faster but not too much."

He felt himself getting horny, far hornier than he had ever felt before. He
stroked his cock a little bit faster just like she said and looked up and the
topless girl who was looking down at him and looking very satisfied. He could
feel the cum building up and he moaned a bit.

"There you go," she said and her smile got bigger. "Now go a bit faster."

"Ah!" he moaned.

"Yes that feels good, doesn't it?" she said. "I knew that you'd like this if
you did it right. Now I want you to do this: Use your right hand to squeeze
down on your cock right above your balls. Then take your left hand and jerk
the head really fast. Go!"

He did what she said and it felt so incredibly amazing that he felt in
completely submission to her. He looked up at her sitting there on the bed
with those little boobs of hers and she looked so incredibly sexy right then.
He stroked his head a couple of more times and before he knew it he was
cumming everywhere.

"Ha-ha-ha," she laughed. "There you go! Don't stop. Keep going until you're
all done."

It wasn't often that he masturbated and the other times he did do it, he only
came a little bit. But now he was cumming like crazy. It was getting all over
the tiles on her floor as well as himself. He continued to do it until there
was nothing left. He moaned again when he was done, took a deep breath, and
then looked back up at Becky.

"Now pull your pants up and clean that up," she said. "There is some floor
cleaner and some paper towels in my closet."

He got the cleaning supplies then got back on his knees to clean his mess off
of the floor. Even though he made the mess, he felt like he was her servant or
something as he sat there on his knees cleaning her floor while she sat
comfortably in her bed. She put her shirt back on and he held the soiled paper
towel in his hand like he wanted to know what to do with it.

"Just put in the garbage over there" she said.

He threw out the paper towel and put the cleaner back in the closet. It felt
absolutely amazing when he jerked off but now that it was done he felt
embarrassed and almost like he was violated by her. He felt upset and decided
he wanted to leave immediately. He didn't have the program to study with any
further and he wasn't even going to ask her for it.

"OK, well I better get going" he said. He looked extremely uncomfortable while
she looked as comfortable as he had ever seen her.

"Alright," she said and then she walked over towards the door like she was
going to open it for him but then she just stood in front of it. "I totally
just dominated you. How do you feel about that?"

"It's fine" he said dismissively and he just really wanted to get out of
there.

"Yeah, that's why your face is totally red right now," she said. "Hey, maybe I
will show up at the next party you're at. I'll wait until you're talking to
some girl and then tell her all about what I just did to you. Would you like
it if I did that? Is there anything that you could do to stop me? Heh-heh-heh.
This hall is exclusively a girls' one. Hopefully for you there weren't any out
there when I was tickling you. Your girly laugh was so loud that they
definitely would have heard it. I'll see you later."

She opened the door for him and he didn't even say anything back. She was
still talking to him like she was teasing him but he didn't like it. As much
as he didn't want to admit it, she had had just dominated him in a big way and
that was too much for his ego to take. He walked out of the room and she
closed the door behind him.

He looked to his left and was glad to see that there wasn't anyone there. He
walked right to where the hallway exit was. There was a little study area in
the hall with a desk and a couple of chairs that was not too far from Becky's
room at all. Sitting at it was an extremely hot blonde.

The blonde looked older and she had to be a senior. Her hair was long and full
and her face was beautiful. She wore a tank-top and had big boobs. She sat
back in her chair with her legs stretched out and her bare feet resting on the
desk. She wore jean shorts and her legs were long and fit. The soles of her
feet looked soft and sexy.

She was reading a textbook and based on the fact that there were a couple of
other books on the desk as well as a bunch of papers on the desk it was clear
she had been out there for a while - long enough to hear the entire tickling
session including Noah's loud, girly, laugh as well as his pleading for Becky
to stop. And she looked at him with a smile on her pretty face like she had
totally heard him. He felt like he was going to faint he was so embarrassed.
He looked right at the ground as he walked by her but could see out of the
corner of his eye that she was still looking at him and smiling.

It seemed like it took forever to get back to his room and when he got back,
his roommate wasn't there. Now that he was back in his room he wasn't thinking
about the blonde or the embarrassment at all. He thought about Becky with his
shirt off and he immediately felt incredibly horny again. He couldn't resist
and he masturbated right in the room, just like she had taught him. He ended
up doing it two more times before he went to bed.

He woke up incredibly horny the next day and ended up jerking off in the
shower. Now he knew exactly what Becky was talking about when she told him how
much she enjoyed masturbating. He went to his morning classes but he decided
to skip computer class that day. He was still way too humiliated to face Becky
and after what she said about showing up at a party and telling a girl he was
talking to about what she did to him and made him do, he was very afraid she
might say something to one of the girls in the class. He had gotten an 82 on
his last quiz and studied a bit with Becky for the upcoming one so he was
confident he had enough information to do well on it.

"Hey Noah" a cute girl, Jodi, said to him when he walked into his Tuesday
class the next day.

He and Jodi started talking and the two of them had a good conversation. He
had always thought she was cute and they had talked a little bit from time to
time. But the professor happened to be late for class that day so they talked
some more and seemed to be hitting it off.

"So yeah, they're doing some kind of ice cream social thing outside tonight,"
Jodi said to him and she seemed cute when she asked it. "Seems pretty cheesy
but I'm ahead in my work and I'll probably go just because I love ice cream. I
doubt any of my friends will go with me so if you're bored and feel like going
we could go together."

Yes, that was exactly what Noah wanted to do and he was so glad she asked him.
Hanging out with cute girls was what he wanted to be doing in college, not
sitting around hanging out with nerdy girls like Becky that weren't very good
looking. He accepted her offer and she smiled.

So there they were outside later on a beautiful night sitting down on a bench
eating their ice cream and talking. Jodi wasn't quite as easy to talk to as
Becky was - she talked a bit more about herself and didn't listen quite as
well. But she was so cute that Noah enjoyed just listening to her talk. He
looked forward to getting to know her better.

He made a joke that she laughed at and it made him feel good to know that he
could make her laugh. She talked more and touched his inner thigh when she
made a comment which he really liked. He smiled at her then turned his head to
his right to see Becky walking towards them.

He almost dropped the ice cream cone right out of his hand. She was walking
right in his direction with a smug smile on that nerdy face of hers. She held
an ice cream cone in one hand and a bag of her books were over her other arm.
He remembered what she said after the last time she saw him about telling a
girl that she saw him talking to about what she had done to him.

He wanted to beg her not to bring it up but there was nothing he could say
with Jodi right there. Jodi was still talking and even though it was obvious
that he wasn't looking at her she didn't seem to notice that she was looking
at Becky either. Becky got closer, gave Noah a discreet smile, and then turned
to her right.

She sat down on a bench that was very close to the one that Noah and Jodi were
sitting on. She pulled out a textbook and opened it with a smug look on her
face. Noah thought he was safe for the time being but he continued to look at
Becky, as discreetly as possible, hoping that Jodi wouldn't notice.

"You know that girl over there or something?" Jodi said and Noah could feel
himself blush as she said it.

"Um, uh, no," he said and Becky made a look like she might have even heard
what they were saying so he looked directly at Jodi. "Why?"

"Just 'cause you kept looking over at her" Jodi said.

"I was looking at something else," he said and he hoped she didn't ask him
what. "Sorry 'bout that."

Jodi briefly looked at him like she was suspicious and he had to look her in
the eyes so he couldn't tell what Becky was doing. Jodi got over it quickly
and went back to talking about what she was talking about. But Noah barely
could pay attention because he was so worried that Becky was going to go over.

He thought about the power Becky had over him right then. All she had to do
was tell Jodi about the way she had totally dominated him and Jodi would
quickly lose all respect for him. It was a small campus and Becky was always
going to have that power over him.

Thinking about that distracted him too much from enjoying the rest of his time
with Jodi. He ended up walking Jodi back to her room when they were done and
he could see Becky out of the corner of his eye still sitting there when they
left. He didn't go for a kiss or even ask for Jodi's number or to see her
again when they said 'goodbye' because he was still too shaken up from
thinking about Becky.

He made sure to show up at computer class as late as he could the next day
because he was nervous to talk to Becky. The professor was already handing out
the quizzes as he walked in and Becky gave him a quick, smug smile when she
saw him. They started taking the quiz and Noah could tell right away he was
going to flunk it. He was very frustrated when he handed it in.

"How'd it go?" Becky said to him with genuine concern when they were walking
out of class.

"Totally failed that" he said as he shook his head and she looked like she
felt bad for him.

"Should have stopped by and got that CD from me," she said. "You want to come
by later and borrow it."

"Sure" he said knowing he had no choice.

He went to Becky's room rather early that evening wanting to get his hands on
that CD as soon as he could. He was so angry at himself for not doing well on
the quiz that he wasn't thinking about how she had dominated him and how he
nervous he felt around her. But he was reminded of that when he walked in the
room and saw the smug smile on her face.

"Hi!" she said with enthusiasm and he felt nervous around her.

"Hey" he said shyly.

"Here's your CD," she said and he was glad she had it ready for him. "You
really should have gotten this before the quiz today."

"I know," he said as she handed it to him. "Thank you."

She smiled at him and the girl that he thought was nerdy and not very good
looking when he first saw her looked so dominant over him at that moment. He
looked at her awkwardly and wondered if he should stay and chat. But the
longer he was in the room with her the more nervous he got.

"Alright, well I'll see you later" he said and he started to walk away.

"Wait a minute," she said, still smiling. "So you don't know me, huh?"

"Huh?" he said.

"That girl you were talking to yesterday," she said. "Cute. Good job. But why
did you tell her you didn't know me when she asked?"

"How'd you hear that?" he said.

"I pay attention to things" she said proudly.

"I guess I was just nervous that you'd?you know, say something about what
happened last time I was here."

"Heh-heh," she chuckled. "I could definitely tell you were nervous. Wasn't
sure if you were more nervous because I was there or just because you're so
awkward around girls in general. I figured it was a little bit of both. I
wouldn't have done that to you though - I was just teasing. You end up hooking
up with her?"

"Nope, not yet" he said and he looked at the ground when he said it.

"Of course not," she said. "Drop your pants?"

"W-what?" he said.

"Drop your pants," she said with a smug smile. "I want to watch you masturbate
again."

"I gotta get to studying" he said and he made a move for the door.

"Oh yeah right" she said.

She went at him and before he could even get his hand on the doorknob he felt
her grab him. The second her fingers touched his ribs it tickled a bit and
once she started tickling him he started cackling loudly like a girl. The CD
dropped out of his hand on the floor, she pushed him up against the wall, and
turned him so he was looking at her to see the big smile on her face.

"Ha-ha-ha-ha!" he laughed loudly.

"I'm taking you to the floor" she said.

She tickled him more aggressively up and down on his ribs. Not only was she
able to force him to laugh uncontrollably against his will but she seemed to
be able to control where his body was moving. She moved her fingers towards
the front of his ribs and tickled him so hard that it brought him to his
knees.

"Ha-ha-ha-ha!" he laughed even louder.

His stomach was hurting he was laughing so hard and Becky was able to force
him onto his back. She straddled him and he was toast. She tickled his armpits
and his ribs not only making him laugh much harder than he could handle but
also causing him a lot of stomach pain and tears to roll down his face. He
wanted to beg her to stop but he could barely get the words out.

"St-st-st-stop!" he said, his stomach hurting even more as he tried to speak.
"Please stop!"

"Are you going to masturbate for me?" she said hopefully as she lightened up
on the tickling but didn't stop completely.

"Yes!" he said and it was like the tickling and completely put him in his
place. "Yeah."

With a satisfied look she stopped tickling him, got up on her bed, and looked
down at him on the floor. He got to his knees and obediently undid his belt
then dropped his pants. His cock was actually hard this time as he was not
nervous about having his pants down around her.

He put his hand on his cock and started to jerk off. Once he started stroking
it, it felt great and he looked up at her with a happy look. She looked down
at him like she was pleased with what he was doing. He stroked harder but as
he looked at her he realized what he wanted her to do.

"Can you take your shirt off again?" he said, really wanting to see those
little boobs of hers right then.

"Um, no," she said and it felt like a dagger the way she denied him. "And you
aren't allowed to ask me that."

"Please" he said.

"What did I tell you?" she said with a disciplinary tone. "Just be lucky you
get to masturbate in front of me and don't worry about that. I have a special
surprise for you when you're done anyway. The faster you cum the faster you'll
get to see it."

He was getting hornier from stroking himself and thinking about what she had
in store for him excited him even more. He stroked even harder and he could
feel himself about to cum. It felt so great and he was so glad Becky got him
into doing it. He started to moan and then he blew his load all over her
floor.

"Good boy," she said and he didn't like being called a 'boy' but he wasn't
going to challenge her. "Don't worry about cleaning it up. Just take your
pants all of the way off and come here."

He took his pants off, stood up, and looked down at his cock which was tiny
now that it was emptied. She got up off of the bed, walked over to her
dresser, and he followed. She opened a drawer and when he got close to her she
pulled something out of it. She then made a quick move to his cock and clamped
something on it before he could stop her.

"What the?" he said.

He looked down at his cock to see she had locked something on it. It was some
sort of plastic device that went around his cock and balls. He tried to pull
it off but it was definitely locked on there. In closer inspection he saw that
it actually had a hole for a key. He looked up at her with a worried look as
she looked at him proudly with her arms crossed at her chest.

"What is this?" he said nervously.

"Chastity device" she said.

"What?"

"Chastity device. You can't get a hard-on with that on you and obviously you
won't be able to cum either."

"Funny," he said, still nervously as he tried to pull it off. "How do I get it
off?"

"Only one way," she said. "With a key. And I got it - hidden somewhere. I have
control of your orgasms from now on. You only get to cum when I say so."

He looked at the nerdy girl and he didn't know if she was joking or not. The
longer looked at the smug smile on her face the more that he realized she
wasn't. He wanted to get angry with her but she was the one holding the key.
What else was he going to do? Call the police on her? Call a locksmith to get
it off. He knew he couldn't bring himself to do something that humiliating and
that she would like that even more.

"How long do I have to wear this for?" he asked and he felt so much like her
bitch even having to ask that question.

"I don't know," she said. "But it's going to be a while so don't worry about
that right now. You need to be focusing on our class anyway."

"What happens if I do meet a girl at a party or something?" he said. "And she
wants to hook up."

"Ha-ha," she laughed in a way that embarrassed him. "Doesn't seem likely based
on your track record. Guess you'll just have to check with me first if I want
to let you out. Quit trying with the random hook-ups at parties anyway. Ask
her on a date. Then maybe, just maybe I'll let you out for the date. Oh and be
careful which parties you go to too. When you're wearing that think you're
going to have to sit down when you go to the bathroom." He took a deep breath
and had nothing else to say. She had him. He had never felt under the control
of someone else so much before.

"I thought you said you were a submissive," he said. "Why do you like
dominating me so much?"

"It's just such an easy thing to do" she said proudly.

She had the key and he had no idea how to get the thing off. He felt
completely defeated as he went to put his pants back on and he picked up the
CD. He walked out of her room and walked down the hall. Sitting in the study
area was the hot blonde that he saw the last time he left Becky's room.

She gave him a smile that was even bigger than the last one making it obvious
that she heard his girly laughing. What she didn't know was that he had a
device on his cock that made it so he couldn't get hard and he couldn't cum.
And the same girl that had tickled him so he sounded like a bitch was the only
one that it could get it off of him. No, the blonde didn't know that but he
did. And it made him feel like he wasn't a man at all just from looking at
her. He just felt like a bitch that no woman would ever be interested in. And
that's how he'd feel whenever he saw a female from then on.

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