Nerissa's Horny Cow Pt.6

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Chapter 6

Nerissa had lost count of just how many orgasms she had had with Hannah casually eating her pussy, her gaze fixed somewhere distant. Eventually she was starting to get enough though. She was getting enough but as strange as it was Hannah hadn’t managed to cum herself yet. From the low absent moaning the girl let out for a while now it was clear she was getting somewhere, yet not to an orgasm it seemed.

While she slowly started to feel like putting a stop to this for now. She didn’t want to stop before Hannah got off as well. That’s when it struck her. Just like the effect of her command had caught her off guard when it came to eating her pussy, the same might have happened with her orgasms. She believed she had told Hannah she could only get off to social media pictures of either her or girls resembling her body type. Hannah was probably on the verge of an orgasm, but seeing the real deal didn’t do it for her. She needed a picture on a screen.

Now that was something Nerissa would definitely have to fix. She didn’t mind Hannah’s reaction to eating her pussy, but she wanted the girl to be able to cum just from looking at her. For a moment she played with the idea of Letting Hannah cum only when she had permission from her. The thought of having such control over her roommate was so hot, but then again she didn’t want to put limits on Hannah’s masturbation. She would need to find something else, another carefully picked command.

Given how her arrival home had played out the need for carefully crafting commands had become increasingly apparent. Whatever she said Hannah really took to heart no matter the situation. Maybe she could give it a try now at lunch, sprinkle some of those mushrooms on her food, give her some commands and see were it went from there, how Hannah would take it. She’d always have diner left to make some adjustments if needed.

Whatever it was the time to put an end to this very hot scene was starting to arrive. Nerissa’s pussy was growing a little too sensitive for it all to remain purely pleasurable. Grabbing her phone from nearby Nerissa pulled up her own account, went to a bikini pic she had done as an ad for a plus sized brand, one of the most revealing pictures on her feed and put it in front of Hannah’s blankly staring eyes.

As if on cue Hannah’s body instantly started shaking as an intense orgasm coursing through her entire being as she had been on the edge for so very long. Finally she had reached that orgasm her body had been yearning for so long by now. It felt dizzyingly good as Nerissa just smirked. While it remained worthy of a fix it had been pretty fun to just show a picture of herself and set Hannah off like this.

Spent Hannah’s hand dropped away from her pussy as she moved to resting on all fours, still mindlessly lapping Nerissa’s pussy without showing any signs of stopping any time soon. It was clear that she wasn’t going to stop until she was done eating and that would only be the case if Nerissa’s pussy went out of reach from her tongue, something Nerissa full well realise she would have to make happen herself.

Looking down one last time to enjoy this amazing sight of her zoned our roommate looking up at her with those empty brown eyes as she ate her pussy, Nerissa eventually moved her phone away. Then with one strong pull on Hannah’s hair drug the girl away from her pussy. It took only a few brief moments for Hannah to come to her senses now that she was ‘done eating’. Her tongue was very tired, so was her one arm, the one with the very wet hand. Her pussy was sopping wet and somewhat sore and she was still naked on her knees. In shock she looked up at her smirking roommate.

“Ah there you are. I thought I would never get my pussy back from the hungry mouth of yours. You simply wouldn’t stop eating my pussy or masturbating for that matter. Even after I told you you could stop. I literally had to drag you away.” Nerissa taunted, revelling in rubbing in just what had happened. The look of ever growing shock and shame on Hannah’s face was simply precious.

“I mean it was clear you were obsessed with me, and I knew I was doing you a favour by not giving you a choice anymore. I mean that was what you were trying to make clear right? I didn’t know you needed it so bad. Once I made you it just seemed to click and you went at it like an animal. I guess the liberation of being forced or at least being able to rationalise that you were forced must have been amazing for you. In any case I would be lying if I claimed that I didn’t like being your stern Mistress just a little bit myself. So I guess that seals the deal right? I’m your Mistress from now on.” Nerissa added, twisting the events just a little to better fit her narrative, to make it seem like this had all been Hannah’s own doing and desires.

Hannah just kept looking up at her roommate in shocked embarrassment. She vaguely remembered being told she could stop which she hadn’t done. She remembered how she had kept licking Nerissa’s pussy even after the girl had came once, then twice, a third time and she seemed to remember even more orgasms than that, Nerissa’s juices spraying against her face and in her mouth, positively coating her face in them. All those memories seemed foggy though, had her carnal desires really taken that much control? Was this really what she wanted?

She didn’t think so, she didn’t really like the idea of being Nerissa’s slave girl, then again it was very hard to even convince herself that was true after everything that had happened. Maybe deep down that was exactly what she wanted. It was a thought that made her shudder. Surely Nerissa hadn’t given her much of a choice to begin with, threatening to tell everyone about her little exhibitionist side, but then she had had a choice, she had been offered to stop whenever she wanted yet she had kept going until Nerissa had literally drug her away. What the hell was wrong with her?

While she was thinking, panting, trying to catch her breath after her intense orgasm, every lung full of air laced strongly with the scent of Nerissa’s sweaty pussy clinging to her face, her stomach rumbled loudly. As shocking as all of this was her mind involuntarily went to how she needed a snack badly. Something sweet, or fatty, It only made the question of what the hell was wrong with her resonate even stronger. After all of this her biggest concern was a snack.

Nerissa who had also heard the rumbling stomach just laughed. “Looks like you can’t live on my delicious pussy alone slut.” She taunted as she got off the couch, leaving behind a huge wet spot as she walked towards the kitchen. The box of Oreo’s was quickly growing empty at this rate as she fished out another package and threw it to Hannah. It looked like they were going to need to stock up on snacks at this rate not that she minded. It was exactly what she wanted.

Normally Hannah never indulged in sweet or fatty treats yet now she was eagerly opening the new package of Oreo’s after what seemed like having just eaten one when Nerissa had come home, a bit before she started eating her roommate’s pussy. How long had she been eating Nerissa’s pussy for anyways? However long that had been it didn’t really matter. For some inexplicable reason all that mattered right now were these damn cookies with way too much sugar, saturated fats and calories to be considered a treat. She knew how unhealthy these things were yet she couldn’t control the urge as she stuffed a first one in her mouth, immediately zoning out and chewing open mouthed as she slowly but surely finished the package.

Seeing how easy it was to take control of her roommate Nerissa couldn’t help but play with the idea to drive up her control another notch. Maybe it was safe to assume that she could move her plans forward a little faster. At least the plans that were starting to form in her head. Originally she had just wanted to knock her oh so haughty and perfect roommate off her pedestal, but the more control she got over her, the more control she wanted. This power was just too intoxicating.

It was most definitely wrong, but it just felt too good to stop now. All she wanted now was to turn her roommate in a fat horny cow and to own her. There wasn’t really anything to stop her either making these plans so much more tempting. Why would she stop?

Once Hannah returned to her senses again Nerissa spoke up again. “Enjoyed your snack slut? Do you even know how many calories are in there? That figure of yours isn’t going to maintain it self you know? If you continue like this you’re going to rack up a couple of pounds in no time at all.” Nerissa lectured her roommate. It felt so good, especially since Hannah’s lecturing about good healthy habits and food was what had started her initial desire for revenge. Surely Hannah had been more polite about it, but Nerissa didn’t care about that.

Now that she was done eating, had had her orgasm and her snack Hannah could finally think clearly once more the only thing it did for her was double down on her feeling of embarrassment however. “Look Nerissa, can you please stop calling me that? Also just a pack of cookies isn’t going to make me pack on the pounds.” Hannah tried to reason she knew it was the second pack this morning alone though, but then again between her run and her two orgasms she had had three intense workouts right? If anything she should lose weight at this rate.

“That’s Mistress Nerissa or just Mistress to you, and after what just happened, after how I caught you and how you couldn’t stop masturbating or eating my pussy I think slut is a pretty suitable name for you. As far as you snacks are concerned you don’t have to believe me. I guess the balance will tell you as much in a while.” Nerissa taunted.

“In any case slut, I’m going to have lunch now. Are you going to eat with your Mistress or are you going to skip healthy meals all together and get by on cookies alone?” Nerissa asked with a raised eyebrow. After her taunts about the snacks she needed to motivate Hannah to have lunch as well after all.

As much as Hannah wanted to reign in her calorie intake after this confrontation Nerissa was right, she shouldn’t skip out on a healthy meal, denying her body the right kind of nutrients and vitamins just because she had just stuffed her face with cookies. If anything she just had to say no to unhealthy snacks going forward. For now her best bet was to just move on with her day. After all

Getting up off the floor Hannah quickly covered her breasts and pussy with he hands, still terribly ashamed over being naked in front of Nerissa despite the fact that Nerissa was only wearing a sports bra and the fact that her pussy juices soaked both her face and hair. Instead of going to the kitchen however she attempted to go down the hall to the bathroom for yet another shower. She couldn’t eat with this nasty mixture of musky juices and sweat stuck to her face after all.

“Just where the hell do you think you’re going slut? Also what’s with those hands? I thought we already had that discussion about you covering yourself up for your Mistress, You’re clearly an exhibitionist so own it. No clothes in the house for you anymore.” Nerissa snapped trying to assert her authority.

“I… I was just going to the bathroom to clean myself up Ner… Mistress.” Hannah said stopping dead in her tracks as he blush only grew brighter. She couldn’t believe she was really calling her roommate Mistress, or worse even explaining her very justified actions to her. Yet after everything and after how clear it had gotten that she really must like this, she felt like she did owe Nerissa obedience. Then there was also the fact that Nerissa had threatened to expose her before what if she would do so now?

“Let me get this straight? I blessed your face with my orgasms multiple times and now you just want to wash it away? Why didn’t you just pull back then when I told you you could? You’re still in denial aren’t you? After seeing how liberated you felt before I am not going to let you go back in denial. So either you give in to your desires and accept me as your Mistress or you keep denying them and force me to expose you so you can’t hide from them anymore. Alternatively you could also explain to me why you kept on eating my pussy and rubbing your own for more than after I told you you could stop. That all after I caught you masturbating to my pictures in the living room. If you can explain how that didn’t have anything to do with secretly wanting to be mine then I might let you off the hook as well.” Nerissa said knowing that last bit was impossible to explain.

Hannah just looked at her roommate, searching desperately for words as she tried her hardest to come up with an explanation yet failed miserably. Time and time again she kept running into the same conclusion Nerissa had posed. That she was in very deep denial about what she wanted. Hanging her head in shame and defeat she dropped her hands as well revealing her breasts and shaven pussy to her roommate which she guessed was her Mistress now.

“Much better, obviously that confession before didn’t help much with your denial so let’s make it a regular thing shall we?  We’ll tackle that denial of yours by letting you confess to all your naughty dirty and sluty desires out loud from now on. Let’s start with a confession about what just happened shall we? I want you to crawl here and kiss my pussy once as a thank you for blessing you. And I will need you to thank it out loud, a thanks that should be aimed to my pussy. Then you get to kiss it again and thank me for helping you discover your true self.” Nerissa carried on.

Not knowing what to do Hannah just stood there like a statue for a moment. Truth was there was only one good option for her at the moment which seemed to be accepting Nerissa as her Mistress. For a big part because she was left with no other option. Even scarier though was the part where Hannah felt that it was because Nerissa was right. It was the best possible explanation for everything that had happened.

Eventually with a deep sigh Hannah sunk to her hands and knees and crawled towards her roommate, blushing fiercely as she moved to within a few inches of the girl’s still sopping wet pussy , the scent not really stronger than the one on her face. Leaning forward she gave Nerissa’s sopping wet pussy lips a gentle kiss, getting a little startled as she heard the shutter sound of a camera from above making her look up only for the shutter to go off again. “Don’t worry slut, just a little insurance so I can remind you of your progress when you go in denial again. It’ll remain our secret. Now I believe you have a confession to make.” Nerissa calmed her.

Knowing it was captured on camera Hannah’s embarrassment only grew yet she pushed through with her task. Fixing her gaze on Nerissa’s pussy so close by was simply absurd. She couldn’t believe she was actually considering to talk to a pussy, yet here she was? “Thank you for blessing my face with your juices.” Hannah said wishing for the ground to open up and swallow her.

Out of nowhere Nerissa moved her hips forward pressing her pussy against her roommate’s face who only after contact managed to move back startled. It made Nerissa laugh loudly. “Aw, how sweet, I think my pussy likes you.” She joked before laughing even louder as Hannah sat there mortified. She couldn’t believe Nerissa had just done this. Did she really know no shame?

Trying to just get this over with Hannah moved in for another kiss this time looking up at her smirking roommate. “Thank you for helping me discover my true self Mistress.” She said relieved to get it over with. As relieved as she was the shame didn’t go away though

“My pleasure slut, pretty literally even after what we just did, that tongue of yours felt so good. Now if you don’t mind I’ll go have a shower. Just make whatever you were going to make for two and we can lunch together.” Nerissa said casually before walking out to the bathroom leaving a stunned Hannah behind on her knees. Apart from cheat days Nerissa too liked to eat healthy and she had to give it to Hannah, the girl could cook.

Hannah didn’t know how to feel about all of this, maybe she should be happy for the help? She just couldn’t bring herself to feel that way with how embarrassed she felt about it all, but maybe that’s what this help was for to begin with? Maybe if she confessed to it enough like Nerissa had suggested she would start to accept it. Then again she didn’t even know if she wanted to accept something like this, but Nerissa didn’t give her much of a choice.

With nothing better to do Hannah just started them cooking food while she heard the shower turn on. Here she was naked, her face reeking of Nerissa’s pussy and it was Nerissa who got to shower. This was so unfair, or maybe it wasn’t, she had had the chance to stop after all. At least cooking helped keep her somewhat distracted.

In the shower Nerissa was whistling a merry tune. She felt better than ever having put perfect Hannah under her thumb like this. There were so many things she wanted to do with the girl that it was hard to choose really. One thing was for sure though that tongue of hers would frequently find its way to her pussy. God it had felt good, surely Hannah’s tongue game wasn’t on point, but the non-stop steady licks did make it work.

Out of the shower Nerissa wrapped her hair into a towel, put on a pair of simple comfortable black leggings and a white t-shirt. While she didn’t need to get dressed, putting on comfy clothes wasn’t so bad, that and she quite liked highlighting the difference between her and Hannah while mainly remaining clothed around her.

Making a short stop at her room to get a bit of the mushrooms that had made all of this possible Nerissa headed into the kitchen sniffing the air as she arrived. “Mmm, that smells amazing slut. I can’t wait to dig in. I still have something for you though. You remember these things right? How healthy they are, well why don’t you sprinkle them over your plate? You know how I hate mushrooms.” Nerissa said as she grabbed her own plate.

Hannah just blushed as she said a soft. “Thank you Mistress.” Seeing Nerissa clothed while an improvement only made her feel even more naked and way Nerissa commented on how good the food smelled only made it worse. All she could smell was pussy and sweat. Nevertheless she was grateful for the mushrooms. After her unhealthy snacks she could really use a superfood. If only for the thought that she was back on track. Without hesitation she mixed the mushrooms into her food.

Acting like nothing was going on Nerissa just dug into her plate, hiding her excitement about the approaching chance of coming with a next set of commands. She did grinningly keep an eye on her roommate, but that was more over the fact that Hannah was sitting down completely naked than anything else. Trying not to think about her nakedness Hannah also just dug into her plate, zoning out the moment she took her first bite.

Ever since this zoning out when eating it had become a little tricky to notice exactly when Hannah slipped into a trip but it was noticeable by the way she stopped grabbing a next bite of food. The moment the trip had set in Nerissa waited a little just to be sure then focused her attention on Hannah.

“Going forward you’ll still only be able to cum from watching pictures of Nerissa or people with the same body type on social media, unless Nerissa is with you. In that case you’ll only be able to cum by her hand, more exactly when she plays with your nipples. The orgasms you have with Nerissa will always be the most intense ones. As great as masturbating to pictures is nothing compares to how Nerissa makes you feel.” Nerissa started off with a smirk. This was going to be perfect, playing with her breasts was very much in line with the fat horny cow she wanted to turn Hannah into.

“Nerissa is better than you in every aspect, you trust her judgement above anyone else’s. You idolise her to the point where any sort of attention you get from her is a turn on. When she talks to you in a derogatory way you get turned on even more. Most of all when she calls you a cow. There is just some truth to that name you can’t deny.” Nerissa continued.

“Whenever you grow too horny going forward you’ll feel the irresistible need to start masturbating. You just can’t help it if you get turned on masturbation is only right, it’s natural to masturbate when you’re horny.” Nerissa finalised her set of commands all aimed at Hannah’s masturbation patterns. Together they should make it possible to control Hannah’s sexuality completely whenever she was around.

Satisfied with her commands for now Nerissa simply started eating again. She wondered if she would even need to feed Hannah mushrooms again. Maybe to correct a certain command or something, but maybe not at all anymore. After all she did have a pretty powerful set of commands in place she could use to manipulate her by now. Time would tell she guessed. She did have some mushrooms left, enough for two or three trips so if the need was there she had the tools.

Wanting to make things seems as normal as possible Nerissa finished her meal and went to the couch just like she hadn’t been all that interested in what was going on with Hannah. In fact she was very excited to see just what was going to happen. She couldn’t wait to test out her newest commands between the remainder of the trip and Hannah’s meal that could take a while though.

The notice that time had arrived came in the form of the dishwasher being opened and loaded. “Oh you’re finally done eating are you slut? Damn you really do take forever don’t you and the way you chew open mouthed like that, you look like a damn cow.” Nerissa casually commented deliberately working in the word cow.

Hannah had no recollection of her meal having zoned out once more. She had found her breasts covered in spilled food though, food she had quickly cleaning away. She didn’t know she chewed with an open mouth, but it definitely explained all that spilled food. God what was wrong with her? A question that only became more urgent as she could feel a surge of arousal course through when Nerissa had called her a slut, followed by an even more intense one when she was called a cow.

“When you’re done cleaning up in there you can come over here my eager slut. Let’s watch a movie together, you know some Mistress and slut bonding .” Nerissa grinned keeping the derogatory terms up. She wondered how long it would take for Hannah to feel that irresistible urge to masturbate. Hopefully it wouldn’t be too long as she couldn’t wait to catch her in the act once more.

Blushing beet red Hannah felt her pussy twitch even harder out over how Nerissa kept talking down to her. She guessed she deserved the disrespect, in fact she was just happy that Nerissa didn’t try to stay away from her after everything that had happened. Her attention felt great for some reason. Done putting the dishes away Hannah quickly headed over to the couch.

While she did want to stay away from Nerissa to process everything that had happened so far, she couldn’t deny a weird morbid attraction to her roommate either. For some reason she craved Nerissa’s attention. Was this her slowly starting to accept her desires? She didn’t know. What she did know was that she couldn’t disobey Nerissa either way. She remembered the woman’s ultimatum all too well it was either obeying or being exposed.

Sniffing the air obnoxiously Nerissa commented. “You reek of pussy slut. Why don’t you put your head right here? You’ll blend right in.” Nerissa taunted as she patted her lap with a broad smile. She was really loving this new found power and while she could be imagining it she thought she could swear Hannah was being more obedient already. The things a little bit of positive reinforcement could do.

Embarrassed beyond believe Hannah got up on the couch and laid down her head in Nerissa’s lap as demanded while Nerissa rested her feet on the coffee table in front of her. It was such a tender position yet Hannah couldn’t feel anything but nervous and weirdly turned on. She couldn’t quite determine whether she loved or hated this situation.  She had never before considered herself as into women yet she had to admit she admired Nerissa. There was just something special about her.

With Hannah’s head in her lap Nerissa gently move a hand over the woman’s forehead. It felt a bit coarse to the touch, probably because of all the by now dried up juices sticking to it. Without further notice Nerissa selected one of the movies she wanted to see, not even asking Hannah if it would also be okay for her. Truth was she didn’t really care, Hannah was hers not the other way around.

It was something Hannah felt as well, then again what had she expected would happen after recognising Nerissa as her Mistress. Besides she had way more pressing problems to deal with than whatever was on the television. For some unknow reason laying here in Nerissa’s lap her arousal slowly kept on growing. It wasn’t with such big surges like when Nerissa had demeaned her, but it definitely wasn’t slowing down either.

As her arousal grew so did the need to masturbate. First it was just a slight thought in the back of her mind, but that thought grew louder and louder. Masturbating would feel amazing. It would solve this ever growing arousal in no time at all. God it had felt so good before, why would she resist something this good? The solution to her arousal was literally withing reach.

Of course just starting to masturbate right her with her head on Nerissa’s lap was not done. What was she even thinking? It would only confirm Nerissa’s claims that she was indeed obsessed with her and a huge exhibitionist at that. If she started masturbating right here and now then it was simply like begging Nerissa to take advantage of her, to justify her position as her Mistress which was something Hannah still wanted avoid despite her recent more mixed feelings.

Trying her best to control herself Hannah tried focusing on the movie which was already running for a while. She had completely missed the set up making it harder to get invested, but the biggest problem to prevent her focus on the movie was her ever growing arousal. Feeling the warmth of Nerissa’s thick thighs somehow fuelled the warmth and wetness between her legs. While Nerissa wasn’t actively giving her attention her mind interpreted this position as attention from her Mistress;

No matter how hard Hannah tried she couldn’t push away the thoughts of masturbating, it took all her willpower not to give into them, but she was slowly losing the battle. Looking up at her mistress Nerissa seemed pretty invested in the movie, maybe if she was really quiet and sneaky she could get away with touching herself unnoticed. Giving how horny she already was it shouldn’t take long right?

Looking up at Nerissa a last time Hannah convinced herself that it would be okay, that she could easily get away with this. She needed to convince herself, just like she needed to masturbate. The urge was just too big. Keeping a careful eye on her roommate Hannah sneakily slid a hand between her legs, trying not to move as she gently stroked her pussy. It felt amazing yet she couldn’t full out go for it out of fear it would make a sound or that she would move a little too much and draw attention towards herself. She would just have to make do with light strokes.

One thing was for sure though, now that she had started, there was no going back. She simply couldn’t stop herself from touching her pussy until she reached the finish. It just felt too fucking good to stop without finishing.

Meanwhile Nerissa had to try her hardest not to laugh or look down. She could feel Hannah had started squirming a little more, she could hear her breathing having grown a bit more laboured. Given all her commands she knew exactly what that meant. For now she chose to ignore it though, soon Hannah would no longer be able to even try and be sneaky anymore. She wouldn’t be able to cum, not without her and so she was bound to grow insanely frustrated and horny. At that point it would also be impossible to even attempt to casually stop and hide what she was doing when Nerissa caught her which was exactly what she was waiting for.