Go to Freya

It's time for something special. Not a three-way, but a four-way. Freya has been edging all day, every day for a week now. She should be just as compliant and **** for my cock as Binita. I'll get her and Caitlin over here. I send Caitlin a message telling her to be at my place in an hour.

Then I send a message to Freya telling her to come to my apartment. It takes a minute before she sends a reply.

"can't"

What the fuck? She still has resistance after all that training? I send her another message. "Come over here NOW."

"can't"

Okay, this is more than just resistance. She shouldn't be able to argue with a direct order. I send Freya a message asking for her address. Then I turn to my Indian slut. "Come on, Binita, we're taking a walk."

The morning doorman gives us an odd look as we leave my apartment building. He's never seen Binita before, so he's confused about why I'd be with a mildly hot cleaning lady. You'd think he'd assume she was a student with a part time job and we hooked up. Well, Binita did take the time to brush out her hair and apply her makeup before I woke up, so maybe he can't figure out why a cleaning lady or a walk-of-shamer looks so good this early on a Saturday. We get a few more odd stares as we walk down the street. Maybe I should have Binita leave a change of clothes at my apartment in the future. Great, now I'll need to find some drawer space for my girls in my tiny dresser.

We get to Freya's dorm and go in. We have to stop at the desk, so I say to the RA on duty, "Hi. We're friends of Freya. She's expecting us."

Her face lights up. "Oh good! Could you make sure she's okay? She's been acting weird lately and she won't let anyone in to talk to her."

I nod, and she points the way towards Freya's room. When we get there, the door is locked, so I knock. "Freya! It's me! Open up!"

It takes a lot longer than I expected, but there's a click of the lock turning. The door slowly swings inward.

Freya is naked on the floor, weakly reaching up to pull open the door. She looks emaciated, like someone who has been badly sick and lost all their body fat. She also has bruises on her nipples. I can hear her slut mantra coming from her phone, which is plugged into a wall. She's mouthing the words along with it, staring forward with glassy eyes. She doesn't look like she's cleaned herself in a week, and her curly red hair is a tangled mess. As soon as she lets go of the doorknob she rolls on her back and sticks her hands back into her pussy.

"Fucking hell, what have you done to yourself?" I ask, pulling Binita inside the tiny dorm room and closing the door. "Why didn't you just give up and beg for my cock so you could end this?"

Freya gasps. "Couldn't... give in."

Shit. The all day edging experiment is officially a complete failure.

"Alright, stop edging yourself, and forget about mouthing the mantra or reciting anything for now. I'll turn off the recording. Binita, help her get cleaned up."

I stop the audio file on her phone, then check mine. I hadn't noticed this, but Freya's requests to eat have been a little sparse the last couple of days. She only asked to eat twice on Thursday and once on Friday.

There's a loud, painful moan. I turn and see that Binita is holding Freya's shoulders to get her into a sitting position on the floor, and Freya is looking at Binita and pinching her own nipples very hard.

"Stop that! You're already bruised up. Why are you pinching your nipples?"

Freya drops her hands from her nips and sluggishly turns to me. "You ordered me to pinch my nipples when I think about anyone other than you. When Binita touched me, I thought about her."

"I meant sexually, you dumb cunt!"

Freya nods. "I know."

Oh. Interesting.

"Freya, are you gay?"

She shakes her head. "No, bisexual. Equal preference."

I'll have to file that away for later. Definitely later. "Okay, right now, explain to me what's going on. How did you get this bad?"

Freya answers by coughing. It's weak, but insistent. "Lady at grocery store coughed on me. I think it's the flu."

Now it makes sense. Yes, Freya is tough as hell and this conditioning clearly wasn't working, but it also drained her physically. When she got the flu, she had no reserves to fight it off.

"Alright, well, forget the nipple twisting command. Forget about being restricted to your apartment and doing nothing but edging. We're going to do a hard reset, and that begins with your health. Ours too. Do you have any masks?"

She points to a box of masks on her desk. I put one on, then hand one to her and one to Bintia. I do not want to catch whatever Freya has! Binita helps Freya get on some clothes, then takes her keys and goes to check that nobody is in the common bathroom in the hall. God, dorm life sucks, I hated not having my own bathroom. When it is all clear, Binita helps Freya out of the room and down the hall to the bathroom.

While Binita is cleaning Freya up, I send Caitlin another message. "Don't come over right now. Something completely killed my mood for sex."

I take a minute and think about what went wrong. Binita and Caitlin have both been edging themselves every night while thinking about me. I figured more would be better, so I had Freya do it all the time. Maybe girls need to cum sometimes to relieve the stress. Maybe it builds up good feelings instead of associating me with stress. I wish I could capture a psych major or a military psi-ops specialist or something. Anyway, maybe the problem is just quantity. Maybe they need to have some normal time so that the edging will have more impact.

I get a reply from Caitlin. It's a photo of her making a very sad face. Her bottom lip is curled up like a sobbing toddler. She's naked and on her knees. In one hand she's holding a picture she printed out of me in her class, with my head down writing something. In the other hand, she's holding a vibrator to her pussy.

I send her another message. "Come over tonight. Bring a change of clothes."

I just get a winking emoji in response to that.

Binita comes back in with Freya, who already looks better after just a shower. I tell her to take a few days off until she's over the flu. Then she can go back to her normal schedule, classes, spending time with friends, whatever. I give her the same rules as Binita, like no looking at other men (women are fine, I don't want to discourage that). She still has to listen to the recording of her sex mantra, but she doesn't have to mouth the words along with it, just make it background noise. She only has to do two hours of edging a night, not counting any time that is spent thinking about another man, but she is allowed to cum at the end. She won't have to do this any night that I let her come over for sex, so she's always got that out. I check with Binita to make sure I didn't forget anything. This system worked for her, it should work for Freya.

Once all the new training schedule is explained, Freya looks up at me and says, "Thank you."

Maybe some of the training did stick.

I tell Binita to check in on Freya a couple times a day until she's well, and then we leave. She heads towards the subway, and I walk to my apartment. This day started so well, but I'm in a bit of a foul mood now.