The Party, part 3
By Madcat
A couple of college men get a free lesson in female domination.


Mark stood in the dorm room, cold and naked, while his female rescuer tried to
fix his zipper. Despite his discomfort the older man still a small but obvious
erection.

"Well, Professor, I think you broke it." She said matter a factly.

He eyed the young woman and thankfully found her nothing like Jill. She was
short (about 5-1) and heavy (probably 160lb). Her face, while not ugly, also
looked chubby. She had long, stringy black hair that did nothing to compliment
her features. The girl wore a baggy sweat suit that concealed most of her
body. Her utter lack of sex appeal help steady the Professor's shattered
nerves.

"Do you know me?" he asked her softly.

"Yes sir, I was in your class last year. Don't you remember me?" she replied.

"No I don't. Most of my classes are huge and I don't remember many names. I'm
Mark and I want to thank you for helping me." He said sticking his hand out
for a formal introduction.

"I'm Chris," she replied. The girl felt silly shaking hands with a nude man.
Her love life never got off the ground due to her weight problem and she had
never really seen a naked man with the lights on. "We have to find something
for you some clothes. What happened to your undies."

"They are still in the study room."

"I'll go get them."

"No don't." he said jumping in front of the door.

"What happened in there?" she asked searching the room for an article of
clothing.

"It's a long story."

"I've got time." Chris replied, her curiosity peaked. All of her clothes
outsized the scrawny Professor but her roommate seemed like a pretty good
match at least at the waist.

"Well, we had a study session going over there and I got into a fight and I
wound up here." Mark replied skipping all of the humiliating details.

"You mean the guy stripped you naked and tossed you out of the room. That's
kind of sick." She replied. Her eyes went to her roommate's panty drawer as
she tried to find something that the girl would not mind losing. Chris opened
it and hit the jackpot. The girl had like a hundred pairs of every shape and
size.

"I guess he was just joking around." He said trying to maintain the illusion
that a man had been responsible for this humiliation.

His female rescuer reached in the drawer and pulled out a pair of simple black
panties. "Try these on." She ordered.

"No way," Mark replied defensively. "I'm not wearing women's underwear."

"Underwear is underwear, silly. And you can't hang around here naked. Put
these on while I try to fix your pants. I can't concentrate with your thing
hanging out." Chris explained.

"No," Mark said firmly. "I won't do it." Getting humiliated by Jill dealt a
severe blow to his male ego. Being forced to wear a pair of girl's panties was
out of the question. He stepped up and tried to intimidate the shorter girl.

Mark picked the wrong girl to try to scare. Chris had always been forced to
fight for what she wanted. Nothing ever came easy for her and she was not
about to be pushed around in her own room.

"Put these on. This is my room and I give the orders here. Do you understand
me?" Chris said defiantly, slightly surprised by her aggressive tone.

The two started a mini-stare down but it didn't last long. The edge in Chris's
command scared the Professor and he had no stomach for further female
confrontation. Mark backed down and donned the panties. They felt strangely
erotic against his aroused manhood.

Chris smiled happily with her control of the situation and the very odd
Professor. He looked kind of cute in his new duds. But one thing still
bothered her.

"If you got beat up by a boy, how's come you have one of those?" She said
pointing at his enlarged member. "Are you gay?"

"No I'm not!" he shouted back, angrily.

"Well, then, why are you all excited. Was there a girl present? Did she kick
your ass?" Chris asked forcefully, wanting to uncover the truth.

"Umm, well, she .." Mark babbled incoherently.

Chris knew that she had found the answer to the riddle. The fat girl gently
pushed the panty clad male back onto the bed. She put her hands on her hips
and said, "A girl beat you up and stripped you naked." It was more of a
statement of fact than a question.

The man simply nodded in response.

"Who was it?" the girl asked. She wanted all the gory details.

"Jill," he responded

"That little priss! You have to be kidding." Chris hissed. The fat girl hated
girls like Jill. Smart and pretty, they got life served to them on a silver
platter.

"No," Mark said his tears started to roll again.

She suddenly felt pity for the defeated man. He obviously had a hard time
accepting his physical inferiority to women. Chris sat down next to him on the
bed and put her meaty right arm around the sobbing man. She held him tight and
whispered in his ear that things would be all right. Her left hand found its
way to his inner thigh. It felt good to be holding and comforting a man.
Really good. It had been eons since she had such sensations. Before long, her
left hand found its way to his crotch and began to fondle him thru the
panties.

Mark slowly realized his situation as he moaned in response to her caress.
"No, please, I'm married." He whispered to the fat girl. Mark often cheated on
his wife but not with a girl like Chris.

But lustful young lady ignored his protests. Her hand invaded his panties and
made direct contact with his private parts. She began to kiss his cheek and
nibble at his ear. Her huge breasts rubbed against his arm and chest.

Mark found his spine as he realized that she had no intention of stopping. "I
said no!" he cried disengaging from Chris the best he could considering her
grip on his manhood.

The girl stood up and disrobed. She hoped the sight of her naked beauty would
help convince poor Mark that the best thing for him right now was to get back
in the saddle so to speak. Unfortunately, her good intentions touched off a
wild conflict that would bring out the worst in both would be lovers.

"Don't you want me?" she asked sweetly while seductively rubbing her big ones.

But the sight of her fat, white body repulsed the addled Professor. His rage
began to boil to the surface again. "No, you fat ass, what part of that don't
you understand?" he blurted out as he looked up at the naked female.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" she screamed at him. Nobody called her fat.

Mark barely had time reconsider his poor choice of words. Her slap caught him
right face with a loud crack. Chris used his momentary confusion to mount his
body and rain more blows down on him. Mark withered under the female onslaught
of punches and slaps. He tried desperately to get out from underneath her but
the girl's vast bulk kept him pinned to the bed. Mark raised his hands to ward
off the blows but she grabbed his hands and pinned to his right side. Chris
slapped him once hard and demanded an apology.

"Get off me." He said, still trying to push the heavier girl off his lap.

"OK," she replied as she grabbed a handful of his hair with her left hand.
Chris had noted how easily she handled the professor so far and felt
determined to get the unrepentant male to apologize. So she sat down on the
bed next to the Professor and draped him over her lap.

The older man started to panic as he struggled to break her hold. Chris
managed to clamp his torso between her stout legs and end any hope he had of
escape. Then the dastardly girl removed his panties and her wicked plan became
clear.

"You are going to get 10 whacks. You had better be ready to apologize then."
She commanded.

The first whack sounded worse than it felt. Of course, Mark had not been so
punished for 25 years. Even the slumber party girls had not visited this
indignation upon him. So the increased pain from the second blow surprised the
helpless male. By the fifth spank he choked back tears. By the eighth, he not
only apologized but begged for his life.

Chris released the sobbing man satisfied that justice had been achieved. His
red posterior stood in mute testimony to her power. She could not deny having
enjoyed her domination of the cowardly male and now was the time to complete
her conquest.

"Time to show me just how sorry you are." Chris said while spreading her legs.
She again grabbed his head and guided him between her legs.

Revulsion racked the older man as his mouth contacted her private areas. But
he no longer possessed the will to resist. Instead he used his experience to
drive her over the edge hoping to satisfy the female. But she proved to be
virtually insatiable as she climaxed over and over again.

How long Mark performed his duties, he could not tell. Unfortunately, Chris's
roommate and her boyfriend walked in before he could finish. His heart sank as
he heard the woman's voice behind him. Mark tried to look behind him but Chris
kept his head buried.

"Oh my god," the new girl exclaimed. Sue and Ted had come home expecting to
get a little action. They did not expect this from Sue's conservative
roommate.

"Hi guys," Chris said in a raspy voice.

Sue smiled back happy that her roommate and friend had finally found a man.
She knew that Chris had struggled mightily with her lack of a love life and
even suspected that the over weight girl sometimes sought solace in the arms
of the dorm's lesbian clique.

"How's come you don't do that to me?" she asked Ted while falling back into
his embrace.

Ted couldn't respond as his mind refused to comprehend the scene before him.
He had witnessed many bizarre events in his years at the university but
nothing like this. His instincts told him that something had gone terribly
wrong here.

His girlfriend responded to his silence by wrapping her arms around his neck
and whispering, "Come on baby lets try that. It looks fun."

The rattled boyfriend panicked broke away from Sue's embrace. "No way." He
said.

"I had to do a little convincing myself." Chris said pointing to Mark's
crimson posterior.

Both Ted and Sue exchanged shocked glances as they came to grips with Chris's
statement. Sue broke the awkward silence with a playful slap on Ted's butt.
"Maybe you could use a little convincing too."

The male's rising panic led him to do something he would regret for the rest
of his life. Ted pushed Sue hard with both hands. She landed on her cute rear
and gazed up at her boyfriend with a hurt look. Ted stood there shocked by his
own actions. He had never raised a hand to a girl before.

Chris leapt into action giving Mark a chance to see the newcomers for the
first time. Ted was a stout lad of below average height. Sue, still sitting on
the floor, appeared to be short like her roommate but with an athletic build.
Her ragged cut-off's displayed firm, muscular thighs and calves. She sported
broad shoulders and thick arms under a loose fitting tee shirt. The girl's
apparent lack of breasts added to her masculine frame. But she had a
surprisingly pretty face with clear blue eyes and short, dirty blonde hair.

Ted failed to react to Chris and soon found himself under the girl's control.
She had his arms trapped behind him in a reverse arm lock. His fingertips came
to rest against Chris's damp hairy mound. The wet touch galvanized Ted into
action but he could not pull his arms free. He found Chris to be surprisingly
strong.

When his girlfriend got up and cursed him roundly for pushing her, Ted knew he
was in trouble. The boy ceased his resistance and profusely apologized for his
ill thought move. But Sue was not impressed. She got up and started to
unbuckle his jeans.

"I guess you do need some convincing." Sue said seriously.

Ted panicked again and twisted violently to be free of Chris's hold. His angry
girl friend let his pants fall to the floor and reached into his briefs. Ted's
resistance ceased as he felt her fingers tug at his manhood.

"Be good and do what you are told." Sue threatened.

But Ted was not ready to submit to sexy girlfriend. He looked at Mark and
said, "Help me."

Mark sat frozen in fear. This terrifying evening had seen his submission to
two superior females. But he could not let another male suffer the same fate
he had. Mark got to his feet and approached Sue. His height advantage gave him
a false sense of confidence.

"Let him go." Mark said with as much bluster as he could muster.

Sue laughed at the naked man's threats but she did obey his command. The
blonde turned and faced the Professor. "What are you going to do about it?"
she challenged.

Simply put, Mark had enough of uppity girls. He charged Sue thinking that this
petite young lady could not possibly compete with a larger male. Mark
discounted her hard little body and knew nothing of her years playing field
hockey. When Sue grabbed his outstretched arms, he learned the enormity of his
error. This girl proved stronger than any he had tangled with that night. She
stopped him dead in his tracks, bent his arms back, and threw him back on his
butt.

"Stay down if you know what's good for you." She said to the scrawny male.
Mark knew what was good for him.

Ted watched in horror as his girlfriend demolished his would be rescuer. At
first the results surprised him. But then he began to think of their playful
little bedtime tussles. Sue often bested him. At the time he though nothing of
it since things usually ended with great love making. Now she looked down
right threatening as she approached her frightened boyfriend.

Silently, she stuck her hand in Ted's briefs and removed them with a flick of
the wrist. His thickening manhood sprang loose like a coiled spring. Then the
girl grabbed the front of his tee shirt and ripped the front open.

"Let him go." She commanded her roommate. "Now, Ted, do we do this the easy
way or hard way?"

Ted's shirt fell away as Chris released him. He now stood virtually naked in
front of the two girls. Not that this represented something unusual. Even
Chris had seen him exposed on more than one occasion. But this was different
and everybody knew it. Ted decided to take a diplomatic approach. He
desperately wanted to avoid a physical confrontation with Sue. Ted knew this
would change their relationship permanently.

"OK, I'll go down on you." He volunteered, stepping out of his pants and
underwear. Ted had never done this before with any girl but figured it was
infinitely better than the alternatives.

Sue put her hands on her hips. "To late for that, big guy. You hit me and now
you have to pay the price." She said taking a step towards him.

Much to her surprise, Ted took a step back. "No, sweetheart. I'm sorry I
pushed you but you can't spank me."

She took another step towards her victim and he rewarded her with yet another
retreat. The girl really enjoyed intimidating her boyfriend this way. She too
remembered the couple's rough foreplay and always herself stronger than Ted.
Until now, the smaller girl had never felt the need to demonstrate her power.

"Who says? You?" Sue asked.

"Yes," Ted said finding his spine. "Don't make me hurt you."

"Oh, I'm so afraid," came the sarcastic reply as Sue engaged her boyfriend in
battle of the sexes. She expected to quickly over power him, but it didn't
happen that way. He fought back with fear and desperation. The two locked up
arms and danced around trying to control the other. Neither male nor female
could gain any advantage in this fight. So Sue changed tactics as she
maneuvered her boyfriend to the middle of the room. The girl took advantage of
her short stature and Ted's weakening grip to dive low. She grabbed his leg
drove him into the ground.

The hit reminded Ted of his football days. Unfortunately, he stopped playing a
few years back and now drank beer instead of exercising. His strength deserted
him when he needed it the most. Sue pinned the naked male and sat triumphantly
on his chest.

"Submit!" Sue ordered.

Ted did just that and his girlfriend wasted no time getting him across her
lap. As blow after blow rained down on his bare backside, he knew that life
with Sue could never be the same.

Chris watched her roommate with admiration. Once the spanking started, she
walked over and helped Mark to his feet. His eyes traveled over her plump but
ripe body. For Mark, the night had been an exercise in sexual frustration. The
man had been aroused for the better part of two hours with no relief. After
getting to his feet, his right hand reached out and provocatively touched
Chris's giant left breast. It felt soft and hot under his fingertips. The
small brown nipple began to harden. Without thinking he bent down and kissed
her passionately.

The couple hugged as they kissed and Chris could feel his hardness against her
stomach. The big girl had never felt this swept away. Before she knew it,
Chris was flat on her back and getting the Professor's best shot.

The next morning, Ted awoke in his own room. His head hurt and his mouth
reeked with an odd odor. He swung his legs off to the side and wondered how he
got back to his room. Ted decided for the 20th time to quit drinking. Then
last night's dreams or, better yet, nightmares flooded his mind. They all
centered around female domination at the hands of his pretty little girl
friend and her fat roommate. The dream seemed so real and out of place for Ted
who never even thought of such perversions.

He got out of bead slowly and stretched. His body ached with every move and he
wondered absently if he had been in a fight during his blackout. Then a
strange sensation emanated from his loins. Ted's eyes slowly made their way
down to confirm the source of the alien friction against his manhood. But by
this time he already knew the answer.

A pair of Sue's white lace panties adorned his midsection. And he knew that
the fish taste in his mouth was not due to too much tequila.