Wanda, and Yes, she agrees.

“It’s Wanda. The girl with the long black hair. The one who lives in 302 with Ingrid.”

Ellen nodded. She knew who Wanda was. A studious, quiet girl as far as Ellen could tell. She and Ellen didn’t move in the same groups. Cathy picked up her phone, and dialed quickly.

“Wanda, it’s time. Yeah. No. I’ll give it back. Yes, just this one time. No, no cameras. I don’t want anyone to know either, just us girls. Ellen, Ellen the girl that lives with Amy. Yes, she’s here. Hurry up, and if you have a vibrator or dildo bring it.” Cathy turned, and set the phone back on its cradle. She’ll be here in a second, and then the fun can start.” Cathy smiled, and kicked off her pumps. A minute later there was a knock at the door, and in walked Wanda with a small cloth bag in her hand.

“Lock the door.” Cathy ordered, and Wanda flipped the lock, and moved over to stand beside Ellen, in front of their blackmailer. "Hi" she said lowly, her voice lifeless, and her dark brown eyes filled with dread.

Wanda is slim and athletic, but about five and a half feet tall. She's has a coffee and cream complexion, and long, silky black hair that falls to the middle of her back. Dressed in an orange t-shirt minus the sleeves, and ripped from the collar to the chest to show off a generous amount of cleavage .beneath a hint of a lacy, black bra can be glimpsed. The faded jeans she's wearing are tight, and form fitted to her legs and hips. Her feet are bare, and small, well manicured with the nails painted a shiny blood red, matching those at the tips of her fingers.

Cathy nodded towards the bag in Wanda's hand. "You brought your toys?" The brunette bobbed her head, and flushed red, humiliated.

Cathy smiled at the two young coeds obvious discomfort.  "All right you two, let's get started.  How about a nice sexy kiss?"

"Come on, Ellen, I want to see a real lezzy kiss, like you and Amy do all the time.” Tears welled in Ellen’s eyes. "Please Cathy, do we have to? Can‘t we do something else?" Mascara trailed down Ellen's cheek in a teardrop.

Cathy straightened on her bed and her eyes narrowed, with a spiteful intensity. “You’ll do what I tell you now, because if either of you back out, you’ll be going home to mommy and daddy with a lot of explaining to do, understand? And if you won‘t be, Ellen, Amy will, and I bet she’ll end up on the street! ” Cathy’s hand slipped back between her legs and she slowly massaged her mound through her silky, white panties. “Besides Ellen, you’ll be doing plenty of other things soon enough.” Cathy added.

Ellen nodded, and leaned over, giving Wanda a long kiss on the lips, embracing and holding her close. It really wasn't all that sexy, but it was two very attractive innocent girls that Cathy had blackmailed into performing for her, and that alone was enough to get her juices flowing. She was wet, and aroused, and could hardly wait to have the girls do more.

"Have you ever been with another girl?" Wanda whispered softly, but not softly enough for Cathy not to overhear.

"Of course she has. I'm sure Ellen has her face plastered between Amy's legs everyday after classes. So you're in for a real treat, sweetie. Ellen's going to make you feel real good. You squirt all over her face, she'll lick it all up. Won't you, Ellen?"

Ellen just nodded, not bothering to contradict her blackmailer. Gently she bit Wanda's earlobe whispering that she'd been with a girl before, but only a few times. Wanda nodded, and ran her hands through Ellen's flaxen hair, and down her back to her waist. "I've never been with a girl. I hate this." The brunette gasped. She kissed Ellen gently at the base of her neck, and then buried her face on Ellen's shoulder.

Cathy unbuttoned her blouse and dropped it on the floor beside her pumps, and then pulled off her skirt, dropping it with the rest of her discarded clothing. Looking over Wanda’s shoulder, Ellen watched as Cathy slipped a hand under her silky, white panties, and began to run her fingers over her moist pussy.

“Take off each others clothes.” Cathy ordered.