And it's time to take control

You keep chatting all the way to your room. She seems to be just the right amount of buzzed, talkative and a bit giggly but not overly so. You get to know her a little, she talks about uni and cheer and as you get to the door she talks about how she's just stuck in a rut at the moment with things.

“Stacey just tells me I need a boyfriend, and honestly I even tried but its just not that I don't know what it is I'm just stuck at the moment. I mean I went through a time when I was just unhappy. I feel like its different now, I'm not unhappy, I'm just uninspired, like I need something else.”

“Yeah I totally get you, sometimes it feels like you're just missing something aye? ” You know what she's missing but you have to play nice Isabel for a little longer, not that it was difficult, you actually like Chelsea and if you didn't feel like she was so well suited to **** life you wouldn't even think to do this.

“Yeah, I know you're only new to uni Issy but I feel like you get me you know? Sometimes as a cheerleader everyone expects you to be all high and mighty but I just want to chill out, relax and be me and I feel like I can really do that with you.” She looks you in the eyes with a genuine smile. You pretend to glance away and see her checking out your chest.

Yup its time. You pull out your phone and send a quick text to Adelaide.

“Yeah, I guess on that note there's sorta a couple of things I want to talk to you about.”

She looks a little confused as your comment isn't exactly very forthcoming. “What do you mean...?”

You take a bit of a breath, playing it up a little as you wanted this conversation to go a very specific way. “So... Adelaide Arcana...”

Her face falls and her shoulders begin to slump“Oh, her.”

Manipulate the rise an fall of emotions... Check. “Yeah, so a while ago her and I had something of a disagreement. Well maybe that's underselling it a little. She decided she'd record me and then use it to **** me. She approached me with the tape and said some things.”

Her face rose immediately, you could actually see her nostrils flair and her teeth clench.“That fucking whore, you didn't do anything did you!?”

“Whoa just breathe, let me finish. So she came on really strong and then we had... hmmm we had a small altercation and then a bit of a chat and she decided that she was in the wrong and that she should apologize.”

Her face goes through about ten different emotions in the space of that short explanation but settles on confusion “Apolog-? Hang on what?”

“Yeah I guess we had a bit of a chat about doing the right thing and how what she tried to do was wrong and what she could do to make it up. ”

“Wait a se-”

“And while we were fighting I may have gotten a look through her phone and I realised that you had been a victim of hers in the past.”

The poor girl cant have many emotions left after the roller coaster you just took her own but there looks like there's a real note of worry when you mention things you've seen on her phone“On her phone?”

You pull out your phone and send a final text message that just says 20 seconds. “Yeah, it was pretty clear that she owes you something of an apology.”

“What did you see and what happened here? I'm so confused.”

“I'll level with you, I saw everything, well everything she recorded and that's why I've decided that she needs to at least say sorry.”

She goes a little pale and her eyes widen. “Everything...”

*Knock Knock*

Her eyes widen even more, “It's not... You didn't...”

You open the door and there stands Adelaide, dressed in a fairly large jacket which looked a little odd but it was fine. She awkwardly walked through the door

“Umm hi,” Adelaide awkwardly walks in.

You feel the tension in the room suddenly increase and you feel like you better take control before your plans get ruined.

Unfortunately before you can do that Adelaide starts speaking “So umm Chelsea I know it probably doesn't make up for all the things I did but I just want you to know that I'm really sorry and I'm not that person anymore.”

Chelsea looks like she wants to say 3 things at once. You see her take a deep breath and she seems to settle on anger. “I was your **** for 6 months and all I get's a sorry!? Bitch you tortured me , humiliated me and that's it!?

You aren't sure how Adelaide hoped this would go but it definitely wasn't going well and she just looked sad. “I know I did the wrong thing and I don't know how I can make it up to you.”

Angry and thinking about past experiences is exactly where you want Chelsea, so you decide to intervene and walk forward and gently grab Adelaide by the hips.

Unfortunately you didn't think the cheerleader outfit would help the situation very much so you decided not to rip her coat off. “Hmm Chelsea I think actions speak louder than words here, I think you should take your pound of flesh.”

Adelaide looks shocked as you quickly spin her and bend her over, taking great care when you pull up her coat not to reveal her skirt. She knows better than to try to stop you as she ends up with her snow white ass on display.

“So Chelsea, surely you've thought about it, you could just go to town. It doesn't make everything right but you might like it.”

You see Chelsea take a deep breath and take a few steps towards you. She raises her right hand and.... and... stops herself.

“I just can't Issy, I'm just not that kind of girl.” She looks a little disappointed in herself.

Sensing that there is no spank coming Adelaide stands back up. She looks genuinely sorry as she turns back to Chelsea. “I am sorry for what I did and I've said what I wanted to say and that's all I can do.”

She gives you a disappointed smile and walks out.

A few seconds go by when Chelsea asks. “Do you think I should have hit her Issy?”

“Honestly I think you have to stay true to who you are and if you're not that kind of girl then that's okay.” You were really trying to push the theme of her being honest with herself cause you know deep down she's a submissive bottom and it was important that was at the forefront of her mind cause the dynamic of this relationship was going to be changing real fast.

“Yeah I agree, on another note Issy you are so awesome. Like you helped me out with Stacey and you came to the party with us and now I'm learning that Adelaide stopped because of you.” She's beaming at you and it for the tiniest second you consider pulling back but its time you put the foot down.

You've spent most of your first semester fighting other girls who think they are tops so it was time to put some of the submissive women around the campus in their place. From literally nowhere you suddenly feel more confident than you ever have, filled with this newfound confidence you decide its time.

Your whole demeanor changes as you walk slowly towards her, “You see unfortunately Chels that's where you're wrong. I'm definitely not nice. I'm probably the least nice person you know. One day I'll show you what I've done to Adelaide to make her so subservient.”

Chelsea's face slowly changes from her big cheerleader smile and as you keep talking her eyes grow wide, like an antelope that's just realised its walked into a lion's den.

You slowly walk past her.“But while we are on the topic, I think you're unhappy because you've been trying to convince yourself you're a good little straight girl. I even set you up on a date with a guy, whose a pretty reasonable guy, but you know what you weren't interested.”

You sit down on your bed and open you legs just enough to watch her eyes dart right down there. You catch her staring and notice her swallow, you feel your face lift into your familiar predatory smile.

“Not only that but literally every time that you think I'm not looking I notice you staring at me, every time I bend over your eyes are glued to my ass, every time I stretch my back your staring at my tits and literally 5 seconds ago I open my legs and you can't even help yourself. Luckily I'm very understanding.” You spread you legs wide as you sit on the bed and watch her fight every urge she has to not stare at the crotch of your leggings.

“I-I-I just...”

“That topped off with the fact that you can't beat resident evil 8, pfft I don't believe that for a second. You just cant get past the fact that you're being dominated by a big vampire lady. But you know what Chelsea I know your secret, you cant help yourself, you're a submissive little slut who deep down needs to be dominated. Now Adelaide was a bitch who tried to **** you with **** and I think that's weak.”

Both she and you know exactly where this conversation is about to go and the panic is evident on her face.

“So what's going to happen is you have two choices, you can walk out that door and we can go back to just being friends or you can pretend you don't know me or whatever you want. Or two you can walk over here kneel between my legs and serve me like the submissive little slut you are.”

The room is tense as for a second Chelsea looks stressed. She completely avoids your eyes and for a second you feel a twinge of doubt. “Were you too confident?” Then suddenly she gets a determined look on her face and pivots on the spot.

“No... What..? Did I miss something? Did I misread the situation?” You run through everything repeatedly as she slowly makes her way to the door. Her hand touches the doorknob. You want to say something but you're far too stubborn to say anything now. Unfortunately you live by 'the dominant bitch attitude' you die by 'the dominant bitch attitude' and on this occasion-

*Click*

“Hang on that's not the sound of the door opening, that's a lot lighter, like a smaller knob was twisted.” You see her slightly move to the side and notice her hand wasn't completely on the door knob she was just turning the lock on your door.

Suddenly it clicked“The little bitch had her mind made up the whole time she was just trying to get under your skin.” she made a move to start walking back towards you.

“Oh fucking no you don't, for that little stunt you can crawl.” You voice had pretty much dropped to a growl at this point.

She quickly hides a smile “Yes Mistress.”

Slowly and sensually she crawls towards you and for a moment you find yourself a little taken aback. She continues to crawl until her face is right between your legs but not touching. She sits in front of your for a moment before asking.

“Mistress may I kiss your pussy?”

“I'm pretty sure I know the answer already but once you do I own you and unlike last time there's not going to be any other girl coming to save you.”

She holds your gaze for a moment. “Good.” Before diving in and giving your material covered pussy the slowest most sensual kiss you might have ever had before sitting back on her knees and waiting for your next instruction.

“There's a lot I plan on doing with you especially now I know you're so eager but tonight you're just going to eat my pussy.” You swear your voice sounds a little different as you give her orders but your too wound up in this moment to care. “But before that strip.”

“Yes mistress.”She quickly discards her clothes and you take brief note of her black lace bra and panties before she tosses them aside.

You take a good look at her naked form in front of you. You just want to grab her and take her right there but you hold yourself back. Her chest is almost completely flat but her legs and ass are nicely shaped from years of cheerleading on top of that you can see the outline of her abs which is hot. More obvious than any of her physical features however is the fact that her pussy is literally dripping, even if she tried to deny how she was feeling her body would have given her away. After staring at her so intently you notice her blush and feel like its time to get things started.

“Bed now.” She turns and obeys as you whip off your tights and panties.

“Normally I'd just make you eat my pussy while I lay down but I've got a feeling that you'd appreciate it more like this.” You step over and proceed to sit on her face, gently for now holding most of your weight on your knees.

Without a word from you she gets to work and she's good, you grit your teeth and do your best to not cum quickly. As much as you're trying to hold back you know you wont be able to for long and your thighs squeezing her face must be giving you away because there is a very smug look in her eyes right now.

“Smug bitch.” You drop your weight down and smother her.

Her eyes show some initial surprise but she hides it pretty well. Unfortunately for you her tongue is still just skilled when her mouth is covered with pussy. You breathe deeply and fight off your impending orgasm. You survive a minute and you feel her movements start to change, you can feel her start to panic.

You look down at her trying to move her head around to get some air. Immediately your whole demeanor changes. Now she was struggling and while you were still very close to cumming, knowing that she couldn't breathe was really appealing to your mean side. You squeeze her head between your thighs and prevent her from squirming for air. Her eyes open wide as she realises you aren't going to let her breathe and her arms start to flail pointlessly trying to move you even a little.

“Isn't this what you wanted slut. Trapped under your mistress begging for air?” Her formerly pretty face is now red and it's clear she's struggling.

“Now you have two options, make me cum or pass out.” Just to drive this point home you grab a handful of her hair and **** her into your cunt.

Her hands still pointlessly try to move you but her tongue somehow seems to find new energy. Try as you might you just can't hold on anymore and raise your hips slightly as you moan through an intense orgasm and completely cover your new **** in cum.

“Mmm you are talented with that tongue of yours aren't you?” You ask from your smug position.

She doesn't even respond, she just lays there, trying desperately to get air back into her lungs, occasionally coughing as you're pretty sure she inhaled some of your cum. You give her a minute and her breathing slightly calms down. Her face seems to be locked in a look of shock, clearly she was not ready for you to squirt like you did.

As much as you want to be a nice person and let her recover you were kinda riding this mean mistress energy. “That's enough of a break, time to get back to work.”

The worry on her face is evident but she responds like a good little **** “Yes... Mistress.”

“But since you got a little surprised last time I'm going to make it very clear to you this time. I'm going to sit on your face until I come, if you pass out you weren't working hard enough.”

She nods as you turn around, “This time I think I'll even give you a reward since I enjoyed your tongue so much but your arms were a bit annoying so I think I'm going to make sure they aren't in issue.” Your knees settle over her arms essentially locking them in place, since you are no longer looking at her face you can't see her reaction but at this point it doesn't matter.

You drop your pussy down and let her get to work. Immediately you feel her tongue, she's determined to make you cum before she passes out. As much as you could just sit and enjoy this her sopping wet cunt was begging for some attention and you wanted to see how well she performed when she was distracted.

You reach down and trace little circles around her clit, watching her legs squirm a bit in surprise. Her tongue completely forgets what its doing as you push two fingers into her cunt and for a second you feel her licks turn into moans and you know the poor girl is going to struggle. She seems to **** herself back on task but cant match the pace she was going before, which is good for you as you were already struggling under her talented tongue.

You keep pumping her pussy with your fingers and within 15 seconds her legs squeeze so hard you're worried you'll lose your fingers.

“Uh oh slut, I can feel you panicking under there better get back to work.” You tease her but don't stop your work on her pussy.

Her movements start to feel **** and its obvious she's struggling to concentrate. You can feel your legs starting to quiver but you grit your teeth and try to hold on. You pump your fingers in and out of her frothing pussy as your other hand attacks her clit. And as if one cue you both cum together. You sit up and allow her to breath, the poor girl is clearly struggling any make up she once wore is completely ruined and her hair is matted and parts are stuck to her cum covered face.

She lays on the bed for a while just trying to breathe normally, eventually her breathing calms down enough for her to talk. “I-I- I don't even know what to say, I don't think I've ever cum that hard and to have two orgasms back to back. I'm actually dreading getting up cause I think the my head starts spinning.”

You scoff “If that's all you can handle maybe I'll have to start you off easy cause I think I might break you otherwise.”

“Start me off easy? Are you saying there's going to be more? What's that even mean for us?”

Despite getting this far this isn't a question you're prepared for. “Honestly I don't actually know. I'm not the type to leash you and walk you around campus if that's what you mean. Honestly I think anything that goes on between us should be agreed upon by both of us.”

It was a massive cop out but you just have no idea what was going to happen with Scarlett, if she was going to be up for this then it would be amazing but you didn't want to push too much on her too soon.

“Hmmm, I've never actually thought about what I want from something like this. I've always felt like I'd just have to take whatever I was given. I guess that's just how I've always expected the life of a sub to be. I'll think and let you know.”

You both look at each other and there seems to be a strange feeling in the room, like neither one of you knows what to say or do. You knew you wanted to get to this point but now you were here there was actually a fair bit to consider. In any encounters with Adelaide as soon as you were done you just told her to leave but unlike early encounters with her you actually like Chelsea and while you want to crush her face between your thighs you also want to make sure she feels safe. Its an odd feeling and not something you'd thought about.

“As much as my spirit wants to my body cannot handle any more tonight so before my big mouth opens and says something I'll regret I'm gonna go. I will find you next week when I know what I want. ” She looks at you with a cute smile, “I'm glad tonight turned out how it did.”

She quickly dresses blows you a kiss and heads off, you smile because her first few steps are taken on very shaky legs but by the time she leaves she at least looks like she's got herself together.

The door closes and you find yourself alone in your room

A/note: Worked a Resident evil reference in there for the win. But my god writing this paragraph was difficult. I'll rant more about stuff in my next post :)