Skip with Sur.

You can't believe you're actually considering skipping with the intriguing elf, but the line still isn't moving and you suddenly don't have as much interest in learning how to be more dominant when you could learn more about her instead. You feel an almost cocky smirk slide across your face, and it feels like it fits there so you let it stay as you say, "Okay, 'knife ears', let's ditch this line and see if we can really learn something. Your dorm or mine?"

Surthara looks like she might squeal with excitement, but then she stops herself and matches your smirk. "Let's go to mine. I don't have a roomie right now so we won't be interrupted while we 'study' together." She blushes a little but maintains her cool girl facade as she leads you to her dorm. You hear some whispers from the other ghoul girls in line and wonder if you might get a bad reputation. To your surprise, thought excites you more than it alarms you. You've never been cool enough or brave enough to get a bad reputation, or really any kind of reputation before, and you'll take what you can get.

"Okay, before we go in, don't be scared by all the stuff on my walls. Most of it's decorative and the rest is just for my studies." Sur looks almost scared and you find yourself squeezing her hand before you realize you're doing it. Her blush looks so beautiful on her alabaster skin and you make a mental note to try to paint her face with it as often as possible.

It's your turn to be a little scared as you step inside her dorm and see it is filled with instruments of **** and terror. An iron maiden takes up a corner, the walls are lined with whips and paddles and instruments you don't even know the name of and are too scared to imagine the intended use of. You suddenly realize why no one wants to room with her. Still, you keep a stiff upper lip so as not to put off Sur, and keep the quaver out of your voice as you ask, "So what were you planning to teach me about dominaMMPH MMM SHLPP"

Sur answers your question with a mouthful. You find yourself pinned to the wall by the nearly seven foot stunner. She has to lift you on your tippy toes to plunge her tongue past your plump lips and you feel your toes curl as she cups your chin in her soft hands. You suppose this is sort of like studying for Domination 101, and you certainly don't mind exploring this subject in depth with such a hands on tutor.

Strangely, or at least relative to making out with a monster girl in Hell, you find yourself increasingly comfortable in exploring your submissive side, as well as your sexuality. You've realized you were a girl for all of a morning, but now that you have, it's like blinders have been removed and a crushing weight has been lifted, and even though you don't have the first clue what to do, your body knows all too well. You submit to Suratha alright, but with strings attached. You tease her tongue with yours and then pull it back in your mouth, inviting her to capture it again in a giddy game of keep away. You grind against her knee, soaking her smooth leather boots but you only lightly touch her with the tips of your fingers, forcing her to have to lean into your hands, even as you pull them away with a giggle and a moan.

Eventually, Sur get's **** and forfeits the little game of tongue of war, whimpering, "Please let MMPH me suck SHHLP your LICK tongue while WHIMPER we NNG grind on each OOH other!" You are proud she has the strength to beg, and excited you've met a girl that likes the same flavors of fucking as you do. You let her dominate you completely now, sliding your tongue dutifully down her throat and sliding your pantied pussy wet and weak and willing up and down her long, lithesome legs as you squeeze and knead and spread her tight little ass while she moans in your mouth and tribs you with her girldick.

Your body feels like a pressure cooker ready to blow and your brain feels like it's being kissed by infinitesimal angels and any second you know you are going to squirt if Sur doesn't slow down. Then, as if she can taste how close you are on your lips, she slides her hands down to cup your breasts and tease your ringing bell shaped nipples with her thin long fingers. You don't want to cum when she's still raring to go, so you moan around her mouth, "WaiMMPH if you LICK keep PANT PANT touching MMMMeeee there I'm GUH UNH NNG gonna cuUUUuUuUuummmm!"

Your body lights up like the Fourth of July fucked Christmas inside an erupting volcano, or at least that's the closest approximation your bliss bomb buffeted brain can cum up with as you flop like a fish, hooked on Sur's talented tongue and lovely limbs. You wrap your lips around her as you writhe wet and wantonly against her, cumming and going buck wild as you ride her hefty hip like a cowgirl at the rodeo. It's more than eight seconds before you finally fall off, slipping off her leg and sliding back against the wall until you end up on your ass, looking up lovingly at the flushed and feverish elf girl and her beautiful bulge.

You spend a few magikal moments just letting the last waves of pleasure wash over you and shiver and shudder while your skin shines with steamy sweat. It's only when you are finished cumming down that you realize you left poor Surthara still dangling on the horny hook and you apologize breathlessly, "Oh shit! Sorry, Sur. I guess I'm kinda easy to get off. I didn't mean to leave you hanging. Give me a minute to catch my breath and then you can do whatever you want to me."

Sur smiles and says, "No need to apologize, cummings my least favorite part. I'd rather ride that edge for hours. Still, if you are feeling guilty, you can take a turn dominating me. I guess it's probably pretty obvious that's what I prefer too." You can't quite tell if Sur is blushing or still just flushed, but it's fetching either way. You are glad you can both be honest about what you like, but as you look around the room, you can't help but worry about how rough Sur apparently likes to play.

Then again, she is giving you the reins so to speak, and there is quite a comprehensive collection if you decide to go literal with it. You wonder if you should try a more gentle approach like she did with you. You remember the Golden Rule. Should you do unto her as you would have her do unto you? Or should you give it to her hard and hot and hurty like you know she really wants?