Played Her Game

There was something humiliating about asking for more, but it was worth it. Kat was very skilled, and even though I didn't climax over the dishes, I did find out some years later that Kat didn't let me on purpose... the dirty flirt she is.

It honestly took me three to four times longer to finish the simple chore of cleaning the dishes than it should have. There were not that many, and I'm fairly good at cleaning. Love it or hate it, my chore had to end sooner or later. And with the dishes done, Kat disengaged and grinned at me. "So, I assume you have a porn stash at least." I blushed brightly. "Most people do. Yes, even girls."

I turned away, feeling overwhelmed by the embarrassing things that had already happened, let alone what was happening now. "I... h-have a few..."

"Good, where do you keep it?" I couldn't bring myself to answer, so she changed tactics "Alright, then at least tell me your kinks. I think I've found a few already, but what do YOU think turns you on?"

I found myself staring at the ground "I...I really... liked what you did with my neck..."

"I noticed" She responded back "But I was thinking more broad strokes."

"I... d-don't really know." I stammered out. She didn't seem amused by this.

"You're what, Nineteen, Twenty? And you expect me to think you don't know your kinks yet?"

"I'm actually 21..."

"Great, we can have a beer together,"

"I don't drink..."

"Is that a Muslim thing or...?"

"It's just a personal preference."

"Nice, now show me your porn." I gave her a trapped look "Come on. Get going." I swallowed, nodded, and showed her to my room. I turned the computer on then headed for the bookshelf I had my plushy collection on. "What are you doing?" She asked.

"I'm turning them around so they can't watch..." I confessed.

Kat giggled "That's cute." A few moments later I was logging into my computer, and opening up my porn folder, cleverly disguised by the name 'Nothing In Particular.' I was feeling my humiliation rise the entire time. It was bad enough I had these videos, now someone else was going to see. The folder had maybe 10 files in total, mostly videos. Kat grinned at me "Is this it?" I just nodded yes. She took my hands and placed them on the armrest of my chair. "For the game, these stay here. Don't move them."

"Any other rules?"

"I'll tell you if they come up... for now just watch the screen. Don't look away." She then used the mouse to open a video at random. "Let's see what you've got."

The first video was one I honestly didn't watch often. In the video a Latina is cornered by boarder patrol and taken advantage of. Kat scrubbed through the video, glancing at me, glancing at the video. She missed my favorite scene, the end where she turns the tables and leaves the boarder patrol officer naked in the middle of nowhere.

"This looks familiar..." She muttered as she opened the next one. The video was of an Asian girl getting dominated by a white girl in detention. The Asian girl was really small and squeaked a lot as the, normally petite, white girl slapped her about and ordered her to do humiliating things. The video wasn't particularly violent, the white girl just oozed control and domination over her smaller co-star.

The next one she opened was one of my favorites. The video starts with a black woman, who only speaks french, and a white girl. "They're just shopping?" Kat asked confused.I blushed, finding it hard to keep my hands still "It starts that way, but then they start kissing and once they get home..." Kat scrubbed through the video to find the scene with the two on the couch. Each with their flower in their partner's face. I started to move my hand without thinking when Kat stopped me.

"Keep it where it is." She demanded before scrubbing through more of the video. She missed some of my favorite scenes, like the one where the black girl took off the white girl's blush colored panties in a POV perspective.

As she looked for the next one she noticed something. "This looks nice and short." She opened up a video of a bunch of soldiers picking up some Muslim girls. Soon after, they're trying to get the girls to kiss. The darker of the two doesn't seem to get it, but the lighter skinned one understands, and kisses her friend on the mouth. Her hand brushes the exposed breast of her friend as they kiss. It disappointingly hard cuts to a scene of the darker girl getting ridden from behind, her bare breasts dangling beneath her. "Not much for the second half are you?" She commented, grabbing my hand out of my lap and smirking "You suck at this game." She exclaimed, having caught me moving my hand for the second time.

I blushed "I don't even know the rules..."

Kat giggled "The rules are you touch yourself you lose." She glanced at the screen. "You're not much into guys are you." She casually asked. This took me by surprise.

"W-what do you mean?"

"Well, over half of these look like they're lesbian themed, and the few that aren't have some undertones." She started rubbing my shoulders "Works out for me though."

I hadn't thought of it that way. To be honest, I rubbed myself to these videos, even if it was infrequently, but I often imagined I was one of the characters. It had, for some reason, never occurred to me that these girls were... having relations with each other.

I had always pictured getting married and having four kids, like my mom. It was just what I expected out of life, but I never really thought about what I wanted. Or how those kids would come into being.

Kat's delicate hands on my shoulders felt good, and relaxing. Luring me into a false sense of protection. Before I knew it "How about you?" escaped my lips.

She slid her hands to the opening she left in my shirt earlier, resting her hands on the upper most portion of my chest. "To be honest, I've been to bed with a grand total of two girls so far."

"That many!?!"

"I've had ten guys in the last two weeks." She did? That's a lot right? I get that most girls had sex more than me, but in the last two weeks?! That's an average of... oh she's kissing me again. I trailed off as I felt her lips on my tube underscarf. "So, you lost my game. What should I do to punish you?"

I tried to gather my thoughts "I don't think it's fair. I didn't know the rules."

"Ignorance of the rules is no excuse for breaking them. So, how do I punish you?"

I tried to think, but every time she stopped talking she went back to kissing my neck and jaw, while her hands ran along my collarbone. "S-spankings maybe?"

She grabbed my chin and kissed me full on the mouth. Her tongue probed at my mouth, before forcing its way in. In the confusion my hand found its self on her hip, stroking her through her shorts while the other hand found my breast. She pulled back "I have an idea."