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DORM HORROR
Cathy tried to shift slightly, her arms were falling asleep, but succeeded
in only causing herself and her room mate only more discomfort.
Her wrists, bound tightly to the small of her back, made it increasingly
uncomfortable to maintain her position. Yet there was no end in sight.
She felt her room mate shift and knew that Alicia was feeling exactly the
same as she was. How long had they been left here? Cathy had no idea. All
she could see was the inside of Alicia's thighs and buttocks. And the rope.
The rope wound around the two of them, binding them both together with no
give whatsoever. Cathy's jaw ached from being held so wide open, the dildo
in her mouth forcing it apart, the end brushing the back of her throat.
That wasn't the worst of it though, the dildo was double ended and the rest
of it was plunged deep into Alicia's vagina. The rope wound around her head
forced her lips up against Alicia's, and Cathy could taste her friend's
juices. And Cathy suffered the same fate, Alicia's head between her legs,
in exactly the same position.
The rope continued around their bodies, wrapping around their breasts and
all the way down to their ankles. Their legs bound together, further
locking their heads in position and muffling their ears with each others
thighs.
Cathy pulled on her wrists again, but it only tightened the rope around
her friend's breasts for a moment, who shifted herself in protest.
It seemed like hours since they opened the door to their dorm room,
expecting a friend, but instead letting in their tormentor.
Being forced to undress, at the point of a gun, was humiliating enough.
The masked woman seemed to take a perverse pleasure in making them strip
each other. Neither Cathy or Alicia had ever had any sexual thoughts abut
each other, or any other women. And while they had both seen each other
naked, to do so in this situation almost had Cathy crying.
Their pleadings for mercy had no effect as they were directed at gun point
to lie on one of the beds. Their hands were tied and the binding process
began. As soon as they realized the position they would be in, sixty nined
together, the captive girls doubled their pleading. At that point their
cries were silenced with the dildos. They watched, and felt, helpless, as
the dildo was inserted into them, and could only cry as their heads were
bound into place.
Now they were alone. Their captor leaving as soon as she was done.
Cathy had no idea who did this to them, or why. They only knew that their
only hope was for someone to notice them missing and attempt to get into
their room.
Alicia moved a little and the dildo inside her sent a shiver of pleasure
through her body.
Cathy had been trying to ignore the fullness in her groin, but it had
become increasingly difficult. The pressure on her breasts, combined with
the position of her own head, overloaded her system with sexual
stimulation, and only the pain in her arms kept her from going over.
Alicia had already gone. It had been too much for her and the orgasm that
flowed through her body had almost set Cathy off too. She knew that if it
were to happen again they would both loose complete control and maybe hurt
themselves in orgasmic pleasure.
She hoped someone would release them soon.
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