Making College Free Pt. 14

This chapter gets kinda dark for Alexis but it's all for a reason and hopefully makes the payoff worth it. 

Alexis woke up the next morning and her whole body ached. Her hair was stuck to her face by what felt like an inch thick layer of dried cum. All of her holes felt raw, her throat sore and, for some reason she couldn’t fathom, her right calf felt like it had an awful cramp in it. She rubbed it as she looked around. The room was a wreck, there were still two guys passed out in the corner about ten feet from her. Either they’d been the last two tag teaming her or they’d gotten drunk enough for a little fraternal experimentation. The thought made Alexis giggle. Then she turned her head to the right and gasped. Chloe was sitting naked in a chair, huge breasts in her hands as she massaged them while a very familiar head was moving between her thighs. Both women looked fresh and clean, having obviously just taken a shower and their pristine condition making Chloe’s own sorry state even more pronounced.

Chloe’s gaze met Alexis’s and their eyes locked. Chloe smiled a sinister, evil grin that made Alexis’s stomach drop in fear and jealousy and, despite herself, also made her pussy clench involuntarily. Rebeccah, her Becci, was slurping away at the small woman’s perfect little snatch right in front of her. Of course she was, Chloe had done this on purpose. None of this was an accident. This is what she did. And Alexis knew it. She knew it when she introduced them.

“Play with yourself, cousin,” Chloe said.

“I’m sore,” Alexis said with a sad whisper.

“So?”

Alexis couldn’t help it, her fingers touched her abused clit and, despite herself, she enjoyed the pleasure through the achy haze of dull pain. Her eyes focused on the back of Rebeccah’s head as she imagined how it would feel again to have her girlfriend’s tongue on her pussy again. She longed for that in a way that surprised her. Chloe simply watched her cousin in haughty silence. The scene was frozen like that for several minutes until Chloe felt her orgasm coming. “Oooh, Rebeccah,” she cooed, “silly little Lexi sure has taught you how to lick pussy for a queen.”

Alexis groaned and strummed her clit faster.

“That’s it. Make me cum my little pet. Make me cum while your silly little girlfriend watches… oh yesss!” she hissed. Rebeccah’s hands reached up and spread Chloe’s knees slightly wider as she dove further into the warm core of Alexis’s arch rival. Alexis could only watch as her own orgasm swept over her. Her bizarre combination of abject misery coupled with overpowering lust. Chloe simply laughed at the pitiful nature of her cousin and how easily she’d manage to manipulate the situation.

And thus opened this new chapter in Alexis’s life. She was still the fraternity’s free use slut but now she was little more than a fleshlight for them. They all seemed enraptured by Chloe and her giant tits and her flirty, faux submissive attitude. Alexis spent the next week being fucked in increasingly humiliating fashions. One night, Chloe decided to actually have Brent’s bitchy girlfriend… the girl that Alexis had broken, used a strap on on Alexis while Chloe simply rode Brent’s cock and made awout with Rebeccah. She actually gave Christen control of the orgasm collar and the prissy bitch took her sick delight in taking Alexis right to the peak of orgasm while watching her girlfriend and cousin pleasure each other and then never letting her cum.

For her part, Rebeccah had completely given herself over to Chloe. She didn’t fight for dominance or struggle for relationship balance like she had with Alexis. Frankly, she barely acknowledged Alexis most days because she was too busy being Chloe’s doting little submissive fuck doll. Chloe entertained herself teaching Rebeccah all kinds of new sadistic ways to torment Alexis. And every now and then, in those rare moments of calm when Chloe would be seducing some new boy toy or on the phone or in the restroom, she’d look at Rebeccah and see the loving sparkle she’d remembered. Those moments where she could almost convince herself that Rebeccah was still HER Becci… and not the fully seduced, love struck toy of her childhood tormentor.

“I think we should have some fun today,” Chloe said one morning, waking Alexis up from the little puddle of blankets she’d slept on the night before. They played “Cinderella and the evil step sisters” last night. First, the three women had tied Alexis up and taken turns flogging her. They teased her and whipped her leaving her writhing against the restraints in erotic agony. That lasted until Chloe and Rebeccah had gotten bored at which point Christen started working her tits over harder and harder while she had to watch her girlfriend be gently and lovingly pleasured by her step sister. By the time Chloe took mercy on her, she was a blubbering mess and her tits burned. Christen took her to the edge of orgasm in sync with the pain too many times for her to count and she was almost happy to lap at her tormentor's cunts just for the reprieve.

Then, Chloe, Rebecca and Christen got all dressed up in elegant, sexy dresses that wouldn’t have looked out of place at an award’s show before descending back down to pleasure the fraternity boys while they sent Alexis upstairs to "clean her filthy body up for Prince Charming". The shower made her feel rejuvenated and alive, almost human. She pampered herself, attempting to let the water wash away the dirtiness she felt. She was actually starting to feel better… until she saw the outfit Chloe had laid on the bed. A pair of six inch platform shoes, a chastity belt and a SensoDep gimp hood with a ring gag that would force her mouth into a permanent "O". She put on the outfit with trembling fingers, hating herself for how turned on she was. The images going through her head were overpoweringly erotic to her.

The belt gave her a low grade tingle as it pulsed and teased at her cunt and ass. Between it, and the shoes, she'd be unable to walk well. Combine that with the hood and she worried about navigating the stairs, let alone being able to do much else. Nevertheless, she resolved herself to not let Chloe win. She knew her cousin. She wanted her to break. To give up. To cry and beg and run away. That's what she got off on. She was a true sadist. Alexis donned the hood and awkwardly and carefully made her way out of the room and down the stairs. She felt ridiculous and the laughter coming from the guys didn't help. The only solace she took was that she couldn't hear Rebeccah's laughter in all the cacophony. She knew, deep down, if she did, Chloe would win. That would break her.

Chloe said, "We'll look at Cinderella. Isn't she beautiful, Prince Charming?"

"Uhhh… yeah?" came Brent's voice. From her sight deprived darkness, Alexis tried to picture the room. Brent's cock was probably slick with all three girls' juices. The thought made Alexis wet.

"I'm going to turn the hood on, Cinderella. You won't be able to see, hear or smell anything. But if you do a good job and give a blow job to these lucky ten boys, I'll let you fuck Prince Charming. Sound good?"

Alexis tried to respond but the ring gag rendered her verbalization unintelligible. Instead she nodded, grateful that her flush of embarrassment was hidden by the hood. Suddenly all the sound was cut off and the little bit of light that had been sleeping through the hood was gone. She felt hands on her shoulders guiding her lower. Then a cock in her mouth. Then her hands. She worked feverishly, the image of riding Brent's cock and kissing Rebeccah as the only two things she focused on. She recognized some of the cocks. But some just blended in with the others. Some guys shit down her throat, forcing her to take it all. Others pulled out and plastered her tits. Throughout all of it, the chastity belt kept raising her arousal higher and higher. It was like she was being fucked in every way but without enough pleasure to actually finish. The belt kept her right on the edge and she felt like the gentlest of touches would make her shoot off.

When she finished the tenth guy, she felt another set of hands grab her. Big hands. Brent's hands. She was pushed forward over something, manhandled into position. When the chastity belt was removed, her heart soared. That was the one thing keeping her from coming and now she's get her fucking release. Then she realized the bitch's plan. A lubed up cock pressed against her ass. A giant lubed up cock. Brent's lubed up cock. She tried to protest but the ring gag caused it to come out like some erotic wail.

Brent fucked her much more roughly than normal. No doubt at Chloe's instructions. Her hands were held firmly so she couldn't strum herself and she was bent over something that offered her no chance of release. All so Brent could use her ass and fill her to the point of overflowing with his huge load. It was the best fucking she's ever gotten on the worst night of her life. When she went back to her bedroom that night, she made herself cum harder than ever, which just made her feel more pathetic.

She was still sore in the morning, every muscle of her body aching. The memories of Christen and Rebeccah taking the belt to her tits and being sodomized by Brent's huge cock for Chloe’s amusement still made her neglected cunt ache.

“Yes, Mistress,” she said in a simpering voice that she barely recognized from herself. How quickly she’d fallen back into their high school hierarchy.

“I think… today… Should be a day about Rebeccah… Don’t you?”

Alexis’s lip quivered in uncertainty as Rebeccah walked in from the shower. She was naked, a towel over her shoulders as she dried off her back. Her skin still glistened with water and the sight of the nubile young woman made Alexis’s mouth salivate. Alexis’s eyes darted to hers and the corners of her mouth twitched in a proto smile before her gaze shifted to Chloe’s. She walked over to the busty, Asian goddess and slowly, seductively straddled her new lover before leaning into the older woman for a passionate kiss. Her eyes, however, never left Alexis. It was heart wrenching and undeniably erotic all at once.

“Let’s bring Christen and Brent on our little trip. They can help me keep you… occupied.”

Alexis groaned but nodded as she put on the outfit Chloe had picked out for her. It looked like some kind of school girl outfit for hardcore fetishists. Plaid, pleated skirt that barely covered her ass, white button down shirt made of polyply, a new stretchy synthetic fabric that transmitted every sensation from outside the cloth directly to the skin. It would feel like she wasn’t wearing a top at all. And based on the look it would almost look like it as the shirt was skin tight and thin. Lacy white thigh highs and clunky black five inch heels completed the absurd outfit. A month ago, she’d have luxuriated in teasing the guys in the frat house with an outfit like this. Now she just felt humiliated. And the fact that her cunt couldn’t stop gushing just added to that. Of course, Rebeccah and Chloe wore matching casual, comfortable clothes. Chloe had actually had the gaul to make “I’m with her” shirts for the two of them so now both were clad in their yoga shorts and baggy matching t-shirts. They even had little shell necklaces and Alexis was reminded of the VSCO girl phenomenon she’d read about in her pop culture class.

As the five of them shuffled into the car, Chloe and Rebeccah started making out like young lovers in love before Chloe eventually eased away and handed a remote to Christen, “You did such a find job keeping my cousin on edge the other night, I want you to do it again today, Christen.”

“Yes, mistress,” Christen said, shooting an evil look at Alexis that made her spine tingle. Christen instantly flipped the fob up to a 3 and the pulse to Alexis’s libido caused her to jump. Today was going to be a long day.

“And Lexi, obviously Christen is going to keep you aroused all day. Your job is to keep Brent aroused all day. I have a monitor on him. If he ever drops below a 5, I’ll let Christen experiment with pain mode instead of pleasure mode… understand?”

The evil grin on Christen’s face terrified Alexis but the mental image of writing on the floor as Chloe laughed at her and Rebeccah looked on gave her disturbingly mixed emotions. The devices and her orgasm deprived brain were combining to make her begin to question her sanity. She shook her head and managed a “Yes, Mistress” before diving over to Brent and working to keep him on edge. For his part, Brent just looked happily at Christen and struggled. The pair of them had learned to embrace this new, kinkier lifestyle and they’d been much happier as a result.

The mall was packed, as it was every Saturday. Which meant lots of people staring at Alexis. Because Chloe had permitted the others to wear relatively normal clothes, Alexis stuck out like a sore thumb as she wobbled around on her ridiculous heels and fetish gear. “Get a hold of yourself girl. You’re Alexis Oscailty. Own it!” she thought. She managed to stand up straighter, reclaiming some of her pride. The pulse she felt as Christen rapidly spiked her from 1 to 9 and back again threatened to break her. It certainly made walking difficult. But she met every lustful gaze from a strange man with steel and a smile. “Fuck Chloe. She’s not going to win.” She even managed to catch Rebeccah’s gaze and the two shared a rare, genuine smile. Her girlfriend even licked her lips slightly and that sent tingles down her spine.

Of course, she had to constantly whisper nasty things in Brent’s ear to keep him on edge. Maintaining someone at a 5 while they walk through a crowded mall is shockingly hard. Doing it while some bitch is trying to ruin your life and another bitch is fucking with your libido is next level sluttery. “Fortunately, I’m a next level slut,” Alexis thought as she managed to sneak a stroke of Brent’s cock. The dumb lug grinned back and nodded and Alexis felt a jolt of confidence. Chloe might be jealous and Christen might hate her. But at least Brent had some fucking loyalty.

“Lover,” Rebeccah said softly, yanking Alexis out of her recovering headspace and returning her crashing to her humiliating reality as she realized the sweet moniker wasn’t directed at her but at Chloe.

“Yes, pet?” Chloe said, turning her full attention to Alexis’s girlfriend and causing Alexis’s anger to flair involuntarily.

“I want to go buy something… but I want it to be a surprise. Can you give me about an hour or so?”

“Of course… will I like the surprise?” Chloe said.

“I don’t know… but Alexis is gonna love it,” she said, shooting a sinister, flirty look at Alexis which sent a shiver down her back.

“Sounds delicious. Scamper off. We’ll keep ourselves entertained. Meet us at the Pit?”

“Sounds good… don’t have too much fun in there?”

“Three of us will have fun,” Chloe said before meaningfully turning towards Alexis. “Now… come along, slut. Let’s see what trouble we can get into, shall we?”

The Pit was an upscale adult restaurant. It would have been called a gentleman’s club in a more misogynistic era. These days, you’d find couples, throuples, lesbians, whatever in their. The real appeal was the exquisite eye candy that they employed. People that would make Alexis and even Chloe somewhat body conscious. The rumor around campus was that the medical school was a secret partner of theirs and trialed the latest and greatest body shaping technology on their staff. Probably not true but it was believable.

They walked in and Chloe slipped a large bill to the hostess who instantly seated them in a very nice private booth with a great view of the center stage. The hostess might have been the most beautiful woman Alexis had ever seen… if it weren’t for the dancer at their table and their waiter that took their order who would have given them a run for their money. “I guess I won’t have to work hard to keep Brent turned on,” Alexis said with a giggle. Even Chloe laughed a little at that and showed her cousin the tracking meter. Brent was at a 9.8 and holding strong. It was a rare moment of camaraderie between the two rivals and, for a moment, Alexis could almost have imagined them being genuine friends. Unfortunately, Christen took that moment to seek her own revenge and dropped Alexis to a stone cold zero with her device. It was a strange sensation, being in a room and a situation that practically forced her to think about sex. To see things that were undeniably sexy. And yet to have her libido completely and totally blocked and unresponsive. It was worse torture than she’d have thought and she suddenly wished Christen just had the pain setting. She had a sudden worry that Chloe would make her have sex and keep her arousal at zero. The thought was the first one that actually gave her fear. Until she realized that she was only a willing participant in these games as long as she allowed it. She’d flip her cousin the bird and fuck off right out of here if she tried to be that much of a sadist.

Fortunately, it didn’t come to that, Chloe held out her hand to Christen and turned the dial all the way back to ten… Alexis practically came in her chair as her cunt started flowing again and color reentered the world. Christen frowned but Chloe calmed her by saying, “It’s not about torture, it’s about torment. See… Alexis now has to watch as we have orgasm after orgasm with all these beautiful creatures in here and I’ve set the time-out on her own orgasms for three hours. So there’s nothing she can do. Now… I think we should have a little party, don’t you guys?”

For the next hour, Alexis was in a haze. It had been days since she’d cum. She was drowning in a sea of sexuality and being pleasured by some of the most talented sexual professionals in the city. Brent’s cock fucked her. Christen’s tongue licked her. And she had even bigger cocks and better tongues added to the mix. And yet she couldn’t cum. It broke her. She wasn’t even aware that Rebeccah returned, the small jewelry box in her hand as she gave Chloe a passionate, lover’s kiss. They whispered something in the corner while Alexis was getting triple teamed and her mind couldn’t process any of it. Christen was pinching her nipples roughly and dragging her around the room, treating her like a dog. She had to slurp cum from a martini glass and Brent used her as a footstool at one point while Christen rode her boyfriend. It was a sexual masochist’s wet dream brought to life and Alexis hated it. And loved it. Being cranked up to a permanent, non-orgasming 10 left her no choice. The dopamine overload was probably rewriting her brain and she didn’t give a flying fuck. It felt soooo good. If only she could have one, tiny orgasm.

As the party slowed down and they packed up, the fivesome left for the frat house. “This has been a really fun visit, cousin. I hope you’ve enjoyed it.”

“Yessss, Mistress,” Alexis managed. They hadn’t dialed her back any for the car ride and Christen laughed at her stuttered, arousal slurred words.

“Ohhh… you’re leaving?” Rebeccah said with an exaggerated pout.

“I am, my dear. I’m sorry… does that sadden you? Perhaps you have some encouragement to get me to stay?” Chloe said and looked pointedly at the jewelry box. The small felt cube jewelry box that Alexis was only just now realizing was in Alexis’s hand.

Rebeccah just smiled and blushed, her eyes flicking over to Alexis who was trembling with forced eroticism. There was awkward silence in the car as nobody really knew what to say after that. The silence was only interrupted by Alexis’s involuntary moans of arousal as they hit a speed bump which resulted in derisive giggles all around. “You’re so pitiful, Lexi,” Rebeccah said but there wasn’t the sharpness in it Alexis would have imagined. She wasn’t sure if the pity in her (former?) girlfriend’s voice was worse, however.

They arrived back at the frat house and walked in. Chloe, being the drama queen bitch that she was, instantly mashed the intercom and said with all the emperiousness she could muster, “Anyone who’s here, please come out to the foyer. Rebeccah has a very special announcement.”

Alexis’s gut felt like it was being punched. Chloe was going to do this. Here. In front of everyone? The 10 setting kept her from processing the situation the way any normal, sane person would. It all mixed together but even through all of that, her rage burned. Of course that rage was manifesting as thoughts of her taking a foot long strap on to Chloe’s little bubble butt… but it was a rage fueled erotic thought that she could barely cling to.

Fifteen or so of the frat brothers filtered in, wondering what the big announcement was. All eyes turned towards Rebeccah who blushed bright red and stammered. “I… I… I…,” she said.

Chloe stepped up to her and with sick sweetness said, “Take your time, my love. It’s okay.”

Rebeccah swallowed and nodded, reassured by the older woman’s calm reassurance. She looked back at Alexis who was kneeling on the ground, already accepting her fate as her hips bucked involuntarily. “I’ve been thinking about this for awhile,” she said. “And I realized that this was an inevitability. When you love someone. Love them with all their heart. You want to be with them forever. This family is amazing and all of you have opened my eyes to so much. Chloe, your three quarter brother took my virginity. Your mom’s have been so nice to me. I… I can’t imagine having a nicer, more welcoming family. And so… “ she dropped down onto her knee and took the ring out, “Chloe, if it’s all right with you. I’d like to ask for your permission to marry Alexis.”

“What?” Alexis said, confused.

“WHAT?!?” Chloe screamed.

Rebeccah looked at Alexis, tears in her eyes, “It’s always been you, baby. The way you embraced this little game and encouraged me to play out all my fantasies. It’s been so hot the last few weeks being able to act like this totally sexy, badass vamp. And I have you to thank for that. I want this forever. You and I forever. Us versus the world. Except I realized I want what you’ve had. Seeing you tormented like this for the last three weeks… I was so fucking jealous. Even right now I can see your whole body spasming from the good sensations. I want that… not 100%... maybe 70/30… can we do that, baby? Will you take me there? Forever?”

“Yessssss,” Alexis hissed with a sob. She couldn’t believe her ears. She couldn’t believe how much she’d misread the situation. The two girls hugged and started crying.

“For fuck’s sake, you two cunts deserve each other,” Chloe said and spat on Alexis’s back as she walked past.

Rebeccah stood up and said, “Hey… bitch. That’s my fiancee you’re talking about,” and slapped Chloe across the face. The small Asian girl reacted with shock. “I put up with your shit for the last two weeks because she was getting off on it… well… that and you’re fucking hot… but mostly because Alexis was enjoying it… don’t you dare abuse that.”

“Fine… fine,” she said before stalking off.

Rebeccah turned back around and knelt down to the quivering Alexis, “You okay, baby? I love you.”

“I love you, too,” Alexis said and they kissed just as the three hour timer ran out. Three hours of erotic torment all built up and suddenly released. Three hours of emotional turmoil, physical pleasure and countless ruined orgasms all came to an explosive end. If the dopamine hit hadn’t rewired her brain, this massive orgasm surely would as the world detonated around her in a supernova of pure pleasure and she passed out in her lover’s arms. Right where she belonged.