Roleplay

Grace was studying quietly at the flat kitchen table, fully engrossed in her coursework, when Alicia and Frank walked in. Grace was so lost in study she didn’t notice, until Alicia sat down with her, a little nervously.

“Hey Grace, what’s up?”

Her voice had layers of brightness to it, but they couldn’t entirely hide a little concern too. Big dark eyes looked up for just a moment to meet Alicia’s blues, before sweeping to the side and exploring the wall, a bashful shyness preventing any kind of eye contact going beyond a few seconds.

“Ahhh… yes. I’m… okay.”

Grace’s voice sounded so cute and soft as she said it, almost like even that small sliver of conversation were an effort for her.

Alicia and Frank shared a somewhat uneasy look.

“Hey, so… I know we haven’t really talked much since starting the year, but we want you to know if you ever need a friend, or something like that…”

Surprise and just a little hope seemed to flash on Grace’s face as she looked up. It seemed like finally, she might have some friends, maybe, and maybe, just maybe, this would be the start of something special for her…

The door banged the wall as Jessica came in.

“Oh, looks like we’re all gathered here. Well, everyone except Alex I suppose, not that anyone would notice.”

She started, sauntering in.

“Huh?”

Started Frank, before getting cut off by Jessica, her tone twisting to a facsimile of sweet as she cut back;

“Oh don’t worry, I was only joking! Of course we miss Alex when he’s gone. Oh! I see you’re starting to get to know my best friend.”

She tried to stifle a mean laugh as she pulled out the chair beside Grace and slid down, shifting over so she was closer to the shy girl, even as Grace seemed to shrink back from Jessica’s approach.

“How nice, look at us all together, almost like a family. Alicia and Frank as Mommy and Daddy. Me as the hot daughter, and Grace as, well, an ideal family needs a pet, right?”

She laughed with barely disguised sadistic glee as Frank looked shocked and Alicia cringed. Grace just looked sad, before trying to speak.

“Jessica, ah, I’m…”

“Ahhh, you know I’m just kidding though, right? Ahahah, this is how friends talk to each other, you know? It’s because we’re so close!”

“Um, oh yes. Of course!”

Grace still looked miserable as she tried to laugh along. Frank and Alicia both had the same, deeply depressing thought as they looked on; Grace must have had so little experience of friendship that she’d fallen straight into the most toxic kind of relationship she could have found.

“What’s wrong…?”

Jessica shifted her attentions to Alicia and Frank now, both of them looking like they had something to say.

“Got something you want to add?”

There was a pointed sharpness to Jessica’s words, one fully infused with her natural proclivity to dominance, honed by years of experience as a bully.

Alicia and Frank shared another look, one expressing just a little the inner turmoil being experienced by the couple. They were good people, popular and confident in their own rights, and had been fortunate enough to always walk clear, sunlit paths in their lives. Normally, this would be perfect.

But nearly everyone could see what was happening here. Jessica was bullying Grace, as she had been all year. Normally it was more subtle, but now that it was being brought out in the open like this…

Alicia and Frank both knew they should put a stop to it, to do something, anything to help the shy girl who Jessica had ensured they had never gotten a chance to know. The bullying becoming more explicit was almost like a challenge from Jessica, her natural dominance accelerating, pushing a decision to be made on whether or not Alicia and Frank would rule this flat, or whether it would be Jessica, as a cruel queen.

But because of the ease of life Alicia and Frank enjoyed, the complete lack of experience with bitter conflict or hate, neither of them was well equipped to do anything to save Grace, at least not yet.

Jessica seemed to sense this, a goading smile spreading across her lips.

“I thought there wasn’t anything. Are we done here?”

She laughed as she stood, fingers entwining with Grace’s as she pulled the shy girl up by the hand.

“Jessica…??”

“I think I’ll help you study, Grace. Wouldn’t that be nice?”

Grace was pulled out of the room, books abandoned on the table by Jessica, Alicia and Frank left behind in shock. Taken to her bedroom and thrown down onto the cream and green sheets, Grace Muira bounced a little from the **** of it before Jessica pounced on her.

“You see that, Grace? They couldn’t help you at all. You’re mine to do with as I please, in front of whoever I like.”

Jessica’s tongue found it’s way to Grace’s neck, hot kisses moving up until she invaded the shy girl’s mouth.

“Mmmmm!”

Grace moaned, surprised, as Jessica began exploring her mouth, fingertips digging into her bigger breasts.

“Ugh, I can’t believe your tits are bigger than mine. I’ll have to punish you for that.”

Jessica whispered, biting Grace’s lower lip.

“Ahhhh~!”

“Hmmm, do you like it when it hurts a little? You’re such a disgusting girl.”

Jessica pulled off the panting Grace, pulling a strap on from under the bed with an evil glint in her eyes, getting it attached.

“Jessica…?”

“Now I’m going to punish you Grace. You’re going to be my little bitch, my plaything.”

Playful malice dripped from Jessica’s words as her slim fingertips found Grace’s entrance, pushing inside her lower lips to a gasp.

“You’re soaking wet already. You secretly wanted this, didn’t you? You’re a huge pervert, aren’t you Grace? Deep down under all that ‘shy girl’ routine you’re really just a slut who craves sex.”

Jessica’s hands found the tops of Grace’s thighs before she pushed her strap inside, choked out moans leaving her lips as Jessica smirked.

“I love dominating you, Grace…”

Jessica laughed as she pulled back, thrusting deeper this time, starting to build a rhythm. The squelching schlick of sex mingled with Grace’s moans as she was dominated, Jessica’s soft hands contrasting with the rough way she traced Grace’s nipples and squeezed her boobs.

Grace’s hands reached for Jessica’s too, before Jessica threaded her fingers between the Asian girl’s and **** them down onto the sheets.

“Ah, ahhhhh. You don’t get to touch me. I only get to touch you…”

Hot breath tickled Grace’s neck as Jessica pulled in suddenly, licking her ear and biting it just a little.

“Uwaaaaa…”

Grace’s eyes were shut tight, every little sensation savored by her, before Jessica blew a little in her ear, and laughed.

“You get so turned on from the littlest things… and bigger ones too.”

The tempo got faster and rougher, Grace’s moans getting louder.

“N-no… Jeshsica… it’s too much.”

“I decide when we stop, Grace. You belong to me, remember?”

“Agahhhhh~”

Grace’s moans choked into an orgasm as her walls gripped tight on the slimy, hot plastic of the strap on, trying to milk it. Her thick, syrupy juices squirted onto the bed as Jessica gave another squeeze of her breasts and pulled out of her, stroking her cheek as she whispered;

“Good girl…”