Violet gets the win

Jen watched the timer run down as she felt Violet frantically licking her cunt. The neophyte submission wrestler looked so engrossed in Jen’s pussy that Jen couldn’t interrupt the moment. She let the time run down and enjoyed the feel of the sexy dark haired woman tongue flicking her hard clit.

The timer bleated urgently to signal the end of the round, just before any satisfaction for the petite blonde.

“Forty eight!” Violet pronounced loudly. She looked at Jen to confirm her score.

“Forty two.”

“I win!” Violet cried out, arms raised in victory. She did a victory lap around the ring with her arms still raised. “I win! YEAH!! How do you like that?!” She started flexing like a pro wrestler. “I am the greatest!!!”

Jennifer found it cute, watching the exuberant rookie soaking in her success. She had her eyes trained on the bouncy beauty the whole time she ran around the kitchenette, skipping over her supine body as she went. It was as if she were watching a buxom nymph frolicking in her kitchen, completely nude and care free.

“I won the match! I won the match!” Violet sang playfully as she danced in one spot, waving her hips and bouncing her body in place as she looked back at Jen. She slapped her thighs then said, “You know what that means, right?”

“I know…” Jen sighed. She pulled herself off the ground and started to head for her toys. She would have to explain to Violet how they all worked since she’d never been with a woman before. It was an exciting prospect to be Violet’s first time.

“Not so fast! Where do you think you’re going?” Violet asked.

“I was going to get the toys… for the prize round…” Jen explained.

“I didn’t ask for you to do that,” Violet said. “And you have to do whatever I say, right?”

“Uh.. yeah… but usually…”

VIolet held up her hand and Jen automatically shut up.

“The rules were that you have to do anything I ask, right?” Vi repeated.

Jen nodded, getting an uneasy feeling.

“OK! Walk outside naked!” Violet grinned, excitedly.

Jen went bright red. “W What?”

“You have to do what I say!”

“It’s not really like that…” Jen started to explain. Then she thought it would sound like she was trying to avoid the command which would undermine the whole point of submission. She shivered at the thought of going outside, kicking herself for picking her own home to have the match. What if someone were to come outside and see? She turned to Violet and asked, meekly, “How far outside?”

“Hmm…” Violet thought for a second. “Just down the hall and back!”

Jen breathed a sigh of relief. At least it wasn’t outside on campus. Violet wasn’t completely heartless. Still, having to step outside into the hallway where her neighbors could see her completely nude… she could feel her heart thumping out of her chest just thinking about it. She hyped herself up by smacking her cheeks, then marched towards her door. She gave one last look at Violet, just in case she would let her off the hook, but Violet was watching on with wrapt anticipation. Jen would have to perform. She took a deep breath, then swung the door open and darted down her hallway.

The dorm she lived in had a long stretch of hallway. It was a good fifty feet to the end and Jen’s room was at one end of the hallway. She raced her way down to the far stairwell, not daring to see if anyone was roaming the halls. She tried to keep herself light footed in order to make little noise. At this hour, she was hoping everyone was either away or asleep.

Before she realized it, Jen was touching the far wall. She glanced back and saw Violet peeking out, all the way back at her door. Thankfully, no one else was watching. Jen could feel her clit and nipples stiff as boards. She ran back with a gleeful smile, not believing she was actually streaking. It was such a college life cliche that she never thought it actually happened. She got to her door but as she was about to slip back in, Violet closed it on her!

“Vi! What are you doing?!” Jen gasped, frantically knocking on her door. She could hear giggling on the other side. “Let me in!” she whispered-screamed.

“OK.. .OK… only if you say, “Violet Saunders is the hottest girl I know!”” Violet told her. “And say it while doing jumping jacks!”

**** to get back in, Jen stepped back to be in full view of the door’s peep viewer, then started doing jumping jacks. She glanced down the hall to assure herself that no one was watching, then uttered, “Violet Saunders is the hottest girl I know…”

“Louder!” Violet called out from behind the door.

Jen’s face blushed redder. She willed herself to speak more clearly. “Violet Saunders is the hottest girl I know!”

“LOUDER!” Violet bellowed so that the door shook a little.

Jumpstarted by the outcry, Jen shouted back, “VIOLET SAUNDERS IS THE HOTTEST GIRL I KNOW!!!” If no one was bothered by the noise outside yet, they would be now! Jen’s heart paused as she waited urgently to get back in.

“Haha, OK! You can come in now!” Violet giggled, opening the door.

Jen dashed through, heart pounding in her chest. She bowled over Violet and landed on top of her on the mat. She was grateful that the young woman was so well developed that her bosom cushioned her fall. She then perked up and ran back to shut the door behind her, not daring to see if anyone came out to investigate the shouting.

After all that commotion, Jennifer collapsed on the mat, clutching her chest.

“Whooo! You actually did it!” Violet said, slapping her knees with her eyes wide with awe. “I guess you weren’t just all talk after all!”

“OMG… please don’t make me do that again…”

“But I get to tell you to do whatever I want though, right? You said so!”

Jen nodded with a frown. She was starting to get worried about what the former cheerleader had planned for her.

“What to do… what to do…?” Violet wondered, pacing the floor. “I could show you some cheer poses. I’ve never really done them naked before…” She looked Jen over. “Or I could make you walk around like a dog and bark for me…”

“That’s not usually what we do for a prize round…” Jen sighed. This was becoming more of a **** situation than a submissive prize.

“Oh right, what do you normally do?” Violet asked. “I did want to experience the whole thing properly.”

Jen perked up and said, “Then I’ll get the toys!” She paused. “That is… if that’s what you wish…”

“That I wish!” Violet enunciated in a regal tone.

Jen ran and got her toy box, which she had set aside nearby in hopes of the possibility that they could have an actual match. She had ideas of using her favorite strap-on for Violet, so was a little disappointed that she couldn’t because she lost. She was, however, brimming with anticipation to see what Violet was going to do to her using her toys.

Violet looked through the toys with fascination. “Wow… you actually use this stuff?” She held a strap-on harness up and stared at it. “How?!” She tried it on as if it were a bra.

“That’s not how that goes on…” Jen pointed out with a giggle.

“OK,” Violet said with a little frustration in her voice. “Show me how to do this!” She held out her hand, offering up the harness to the petite blonde.