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Owned and Abused By My Lab Partner

Amber takes control to give me my ultimate fantasy.

I was strapped to the bed, trying to think about how I got myself into this situation.

One moment we're study buddies, the next we're discussing our sexual fantasies, and next I'm immersed in my ultimate bondage play fantasy.

Amber was my lab partner in bio class and had invited me over to study for our test the following week. We had never really talked outside of the classroom before, but we instantly felt right with each other. As soon as the conversation had crossed into forbidden territory, I knew I was in for the biggest treat of my life.

My eyes had bulged when she removed the four black restraints from her dresser drawer like it was no big deal.

"Well," she had said to me. "If you want to experience being tied up and fucked that badly then let me do the honors."

I had simply nodded and stripped down to nothing as fast as I could. Amber was so hot I just couldn't resist, nor could I believe this was happening.

I brought myself back to the moment as she returned from the bathroom. She was now dressed in the sluttiest red and black lingerie I had ever seen with fishnets to match. She had a mysterious aura about her, with her face displaying a darker expression than her usual shy facade. Her light brown hair tumbled loosely over her shoulders and she reached into her magical drawer again.

"Would you like to be blindfolded, slut?" It seemed to be more of a rhetorical question. She revealed a silk, black sleeping mask and walked towards me.

I wiggled in my restraints and my pussy tingled. Amber, my seemingly shy lab partner, was about to give me quite an experience.

"Yes, please."

She loomed over me and looked into my eyes adoringly.

"Now, rules. You will refer to me as Ma'am. You will not disobey me for any reason since I will be administering punishment anyways - no matter how bratty you wish to be. If you absolutely can't handle something, say the word "red" and play will cease immediately. There will be no mercy otherwise; I'm going to break you. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Ma'am." I agreed unconditionally. "Please, hurt me. I want to be your fuck toy that you can use as you wish." I couldn't believe the words coming out of my mouth but I knew this is what I wanted.

She placed the blindfold over my eyes and I panicked for a second, realizing what I had just agreed to. It all was happening so fast and almost felt dreamlike. The panic soon turned to horniness as her smooth voice spoke to me.

"I'm here tonight to serve you, but only by my own will. Your wants and needs are mine to handle and you have no say in the matter."

"Yes, Ma'am."

Her fingertips brushed over my nipple and I shivered from her sudden touch.

"Relax, babygirl, I'm not going to hurt you," she paused. "Yet."

She spent a great deal of time massaging my breasts and letting her hands roam. Her movements were precise and almost planned yet tailored to me. I was marked by her touch in every place except for the one that needed it most - my aching cunt. The anticipation killed me and I feared and wanted the pleasure to turn to pain. I was blind to my senses and blind from how needy I felt.

Her hands stopped caressing me and I sighed. Nothing happened for a few minutes but I heard rustling from the drawer. My nipples hardened again in excitement. After what felt like ages, footsteps thudded their way over to me and I tensed. The little hairs on my pussy stood up as I felt something hover over my little cunt. The mystery object made contact and I knew immediately that it was a flogger. I had seen those before in porn but now it was real. My heart rate increased as I felt the leather strips stroke the skin above my clit.

"Mm, that feels so good, Ma'am."

"Does my little girl want to be hit?" Before I could reply, the leather smacked on my pussy. My entire body shook and stings of pleasure shot through me. "Of couse you want to be hit, huh, babygirl?"

"Yes, Ma'am!" I exclaimed a bit to excitedly.

"I think my little babygirl's titties need some more attention."

My breathing increased as she ran the flogger up my torso. 

I expected for my boobs to be smacked but I felt her move the flogger away from my body. As soon as I thought she was done with the flogger, I felt it smack against my right tit. Hard.

"Ow!" I yell.

She just laughed in response and smacked me twice more. Each hit shot pleasure to my cunt.

"Ow! Ow!" I yelled again.

"Don't act like you don't want it. I know you like this, whore."

I loved being called a whore. I was a whore.

"Yes, Ma'am, I'm your whore!"

Another hit assaulted me, this time to my left breast. I groaned loudly.

"Good whore."

I smiled. I liked being a good girl. The flogger made its way down again to my pussy. I was expecting a smack, but I should've known by now to expect the unexpected. She simply ran the smooth leather over the folds of my pussy. My wetness coated it and I felt my juices being spread around. Yearning for any touch on my clit, I started to gyrate my hips.

"No, no, no, little one," she said sharply, removing the flogger away from my pussy completely. "I understand you're pathetically horny but doing that won't help your situation."

I huffed. Now I was incredibly horny, especially from the loss of her touch. I heard her rustle in the drawer again and my mind raced with all of the possibilities still in store. There was an almost quiet clanking and the sound of something being fastened. God, I hoped this is what I thought it was.

"Prepare yourself, whore. I'm going to destroy that little pussy of yours."

I jumped as she quickly climbed onto the bed and placed her hands on my exposed thighs. My body was completely open to her and nothing I could do would be able to stop her from what she wanted.

"Nice and easy, babygirl, nice and easy," she repeated as a wet, smooth object poked outside of my pussy. I was right. It was a strap-on. Unexpectedly, she thrusted her hips into me and my pussy was on fire. It hurt so bad and barely the tip had made it in.

"Stop! Stop! I'm too tight, take it out!" I was too tight, but I knew she wouldn't stop unless I said the safe word. I wanted her to stop, but I didn't want her to at the same time.

"Shut up, whore, you know you want my cock," she said, thrusting even harder. It was only a tad further in and tears already began to form in my eyes.

"Ma'am, you're hurting me! I can't do this!" I pleaded but she wouldn't answer me. My pussy was burning and felt torn.

Her hips pushed on further and I wondered how much cock she had left to go. My eyes watered more and the tears began to flow out.

"Ow, ow, ow! Stop, it hurts!"

"Quiet, whore!" She yelled back more ferociously and put her hand over my mouth. My pleas were muffled now. Her cock pressed further and I thought my pussy would explode. I had never taken a dick before. All I felt was immense pain as the remainder of the cock ripped through me, and I was really crying now.

"Ow!" I screamed again as she removed her hand from my mouth to squeeze my tits. My sobs filled the room. "Why are you doing this to me? Please stop hurting me, I don't want this!" My voice was fluctuating and broken between my crying as she thrusted in and out of me.

"You know you want it, whore. Only dirty little girls like you are this desperate for a fuck. You wouldn't have let me strap you down if you didn't want this."

My pussy tingled at her words but it still hurt more than ever. I didn't want her to stop since I loved the feeling of being helpless. I continued to cry and the tears rolled down my cheeks.

"Ma'am!" I cried out meekly. All I could do was lay there as my pussy was assaulted.

"There, there, babygirl," she attempted to soothe me but did nothing to halt her aggressive thrusting. Leaning in closer to me, her hot breath invaded my face and she licked the tears from my cheeks. It took the pain away for a brief moment and turned me on more than I already was.

"Mmm, I love tasting the pain I'm causing you. You look so pretty when you cry." She lapped at my face as she thrusted and the tears continued to roll. I was taken over by ecstacy and the pain began to subside slightly.

"Please, Ma'am, don't stop!"

"What was that? Does my whore like being used?"

"Use me, please, Ma'am!" I pleaded again.

"Be a good fuck doll and tell Ma'am how much she's hurting you." She grunted and thrusted even faster. My face was no longer tear-stained but wet from her tongue.

"My little pussy can't take it, Ma'am. I--" I couldn't finish my sentence and was overwhelmed by all of the mixed sensations. Her cock in my pussy. Her hands holding me down. The restraints pulling on my wrists and ankles. The wetness dripping out of me. Her hot breath on my tits and wet face.

"I know you're going to cum soon," she remarked.

"Yes! Yes!" I screamed anxiously, awaiting my release that was quickly approaching. With that, she yanked the cock out of me and I started to cry again.

"Please, Ma'am! I need to cum so bad, it hurts!" My pussy was stinging and aching.

"You'll get over it," she assured me. "You sure are a needy little girl." Her voice was almost angry now but I could tell from her tone that she was enjoying seeing me like this. I didn't have to see myself to know what a mess I looked like. I sighed in relief and annoyance as I heard her clamor to take the strap-on off. My pussy still ached and I wanted nothing more than to tear my arms from the restraints and rub my clit to that wonderful climax. I tried pathetically to pull away but I stayed locked in place, still sobbing lightly.

"Aww, how cute," she teased. "Babygirl thinks she can get away from me. Don't worry sweetie, the best idea for you is to keep me around for awhile." Without warning, her smooth fingers began to massage my clit slowly. Ever so slowly.

"Please, Ma'am."

"I know what you want. I just don't think you deserve it yet, baby."

I whined out loud but my crying turned into little sniffles. The slow movements were killing me but they were exactly what I wanted. No way would I dare to grind my hips for fear she would never let me have my release.

"Good girl," she commended. I began to smile but refrained from making any more noises, almost holding my breath. The only sound was her fingers on my wet clit.

"Mmm," she moaned. "You're rediculously sexy right now, babygirl. Don't make a sound."

I obeyed and felt my orgasm right around the corner. She would let me have it this time, I was sure of it. I had to have it.

Then she said the magic words. "It's alright, baby, cum when you need to. You have my permission."

She sped up her movements and was rubbing my clit at top speed.

"Mmm, Ma'am, I'm gonna--"

"Be a good girl and cum for me," she encouraged.

That did it for me. My entire body pulled on the restraints as my orgasm peaked. I yelled and writhed as her hand on my clit kept me riding out my release. It lasted forever and felt like I would never stop shaking. She could tell it was too much for me and brought her hands to a halt, now using them to cup my face as I shook.

"Was that good, baby?" She asked, removing the blindfold. The light hurt my eyes and I had to close them for a second and gather my words.

"Y-yes, th-thank you." I took a deep breath as she freed me from all of the restraints. I curled up into a ball and closed my eyes, overwhelmed from all of the pleasure.

"You've been through a lot, poor baby."

I nodded my head but couldn't find the strength to form more words. She came up behind me and wrapped her arms around my body.

"Is this okay?"

I nodded again and nuzzled into her. My breathing slowed as she gently stroked my arm and played with my hair.

"There, there, babygirl. I've got you; you're safe now."

I closed my eyes again and fell asleep. When I woke up, Amber was dressed and my clothes were next to me. Everything we had used was put away.

"Did you have a nice nap, sleepyhead?" She asked. Her voice was normal now, just like nothing had happened. Instinctually, I covered my pussy and breasts.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"About ten at night," she shrugged.

"Oh, okay," I nodded. I had only been at her place since that afternoon, but it seemed like much more time had passed. "I better get home."

I picked up my clothes and got dressed.
"Sure! Do you want to meet up next week again before the test?"

"No," I thought for a minute. "I really should study on my own." We had studied only a little before our play and I felt behind.

"No problem, let me know if you want to study again sometime."

I grabbed my bag. "Do you mean study, or, study?"

She laughed at me. "Whatever," she replied with a smirk.

"Gotcha. I'll see you around, Amber. Thanks for all your help."

"Likewise. See you around."

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