Enslaved By Sorority Sluts – Chapter 4 – Chained & Drained

‘This is stupid!’

‘No it’s not! She’s different! This could be fucking awesome!’

The metaphorical angel and devil wrestled in Zack’s mind as he made his way down the dimly lit hallway looking for Ash’s apartment. The long walk across streets and parking lots had been chilly. It was just before eight o’clock and Zack had navigated the maze of student housing with time to spare.

As it turned out, one of the women who recently sodomized him lived in the same development, just two buildings down. He was surprised at first, but the more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. After all, she was a member of AOE and that meant she went to his school and her parents had money. Just not ‘living off campus in a swanky luxury condo’ money like Rebecca and Sasha.

Zack was having difficulty reconciling Ash’s participation in his sexual torment just a few nights ago with the personality he’d encountered earlier that day. Still, she seemed genuine and was surprisingly open for a severe looking goth girl. Ultimately, that unique combination of traits had won him over. Just thinking about their conversation and her lovely goth lolita features was causing the blood to rush to his cock.

‘You’re thinking with your dick, moron! She could be another psycho!’

‘Fuck off! I’m getting laid tonight.’

The Smeagol vs. Gollum debate raging in his head terminated as his destination popped into view. Room 212. Zack could hear the steady thrumming and pounding of industrial rock through the door and walls.

He unzipped his jacket, did his best to hide the growing bulge in his slacks and ran a hand through his hair before knocking. He rapped the door hard with his knuckles to ensure she would hear him over the music. Within moments the wailing rock anthem died down. The door opened and Ash appeared.

“Zack! Glad you showed! Come in!”

Zack strolled in confidently, a growing smile on his face. “What, you thought I was gonna chicken out?”

“Well, I was hoping you wouldn’t” Ash replied as she closed the door “but after what you said about Rebecca and Sasha, I was starting to wonder.”

“You’re not like them, right?”

“No” she said, placing her hands on her hips. “I’m neither spoiled rotten nor a sociopath.”

She hadn’t changed her clothes or hair since they’d met earlier that day; only freshened up. Still, she looked stunning. Her painted purple lips matched the stone in her choker necklace. The streaks of pink in her hair were the perfect highlight, calling attention to her silky black locks. Her dark eyes gleamed in the low light.

“That’s very reassuring.”

Ash locked the deadbolt on her door and nodded down the short hallway that led into her apartment. “Come on in.”

As they proceeded, Zack took note of the surroundings and started to get a better sense of the mysterious young woman. Ash’s apartment had the usual, slap-dash college furnishings that were purchased in big box stores, but her sense of style stood out. The art on the walls was a series of gothic fashion models and sci-fi movie posters. He couldn’t help but notice she had a Nintendo console hooked up to her entertainment system as well. It seemed that Ash was both a goth girl and a geek girl.

“I didn’t get the chance to ask you, before. Are you a science major?”

“Yeah, computer science” Ash answered, pointing over to the high powered desktop and several laptops setup in her corner office. “Going for my masters.”

Zack suddenly realized how much this apartment was just like his own, only flipped sideways. The floor plans were very similar, just oriented slightly different. Even her little kitchen had the same dimensions as his.

“Oh, that’s awesome! I’m going for my MA too, in…”

“Electrical engineering” she interrupted. “Obvious from the class you were in. And you already told me on the way to the quad.”

Zack rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. “Oh yeah… sorry. Guess I’m a little nervous.”

“Nervous?” Ash crossed her arms under her breasts and raised an eyebrow. “Zack, over the weekend you were dressed as a woman, locked in latex and being gang banged by dozens of women with strapons. What could possibly be making you nervous right now?”

“I don’t know. It’s a little weird meeting up with someone who’s seen me like that. Especially when I barely know anything about you.”

“Well then” she started, unfolding her arms and closing the distance to him. “It’s time you get to know me better.” She gave his jacket a tug. “Take that off.”

Zack’s cock swelled. She had a commanding presence and clearly knew what she wanted, but she wasn’t mean like the two harpies he’d spent the weekend with. This had real promise. He shrugged off his jacket and tossed it on the nearby couch.

Ash took hold of him gently. She reached up to the top of his shirt and slowly undid the buttons. “Cmon Zack, don’t you have anything to say to me? You haven’t paid a single compliment, yet.”

Zack stammered, completely embarrassed by how right she was. What a fool, to be invited into a beautiful woman’s home and to just ogle at her without a simple statement of praise. He summoned his composure and recovered, determined not to blow this. “You look fucking amazing” he said with full conviction, his eyes peering into hers.

Her smile lit up and her eyes beamed back warmly. She glanced back down and continued unbuttoning his shirt. “That’s more like it. You’ll get the hang of this yet…”

“Get the hang of this? What do you mean?”

“Zack, I’m going to make this easy on you” she replied as she undid the last few buttons. “I have a fantasy I’ve wanted to indulge for a long time, and once I realized who you were, I saw an opportunity to fulfill it. You’re going to help me do that and along the way, I’m going to give you what you want the most.”

“And what’s that?” he asked, eyebrows raised.

“To pop your cherry.”

Zack’s cheeks flushed with fresh embarrassment. “Wha-what?!?”

“Oh, not your anal cherry! That’s been taken many times over. But it’s pretty clear you’re inexperienced, despite what the psycho cunts put you through. In fact, I suspect that’s how they lured you into their web… Am I right?”

Zack sank into the black pools of her eyes. They brimmed with intelligence, candor and seduction. She had him dead to rights. There was no point denying it.

“You got me” he admitted reluctantly as she grinned in victory. “What’s this fantasy of yours?”

“Ah ah” she said, lifting a hand and waving her index finger gently. “That would be telling and the surprise is half the fun. However, since I know you’ve been through a lot, I’ll lay out some ground rules to put your mind at ease.”

“Ok…” he said suspiciously, waiting for the other shoe to drop.

“First of all, no anal play” she said as she began disrobing. “Like I said before, I already got my fill. Your poor ass can rest tonight.”

“That’s a good start” Zack agreed with a nod.

“Second, no CBT.”

“CBT?”

“Cock and ball torture” she answered as she pulled her top over her head, leaving only a lacy black bra and her choker necklace over her otherwise snow white body. “I assume Rebecca’s into that?”

“Rebecca and Sasha” he confirmed, his voice pained from the memory.

“Well I’m not, so no worries there.” Ash pulled down her skirt and tossed it aside, leaving only a pair of black satin panties and her long, fish-netted legs.

Zack couldn’t help but gawk at her. His erection stiffened. His saliva ran freely in his mouth and his mind churned with lust as the voluptuous co-ed undressed before him. Only her dark undergarments remained, highlighting her thick curves in the most suggestive ways. This was a torture all its own.

“There will be light bondage and some pain” she stated, her eyes locked on him “but nothing compared to what you endured last weekend, I’m sure.”

She stalked toward him again. Her heels struck the floor as her legs crisscrossed seductively and she stopped just before him.

“So, do we have a deal?”

Zack’s mind raced in the moment of truth.

‘Ok… No butt stuff. No torturing my genitals. What could she really do? Slapping? Face sitting? Twisting my nipples? That would be worth it a million times over. Alright, fuck it!’

“I’m all yours” he replied, holding his hands up in submission.

“Glad to hear it” she purred, her smile broadening into a wide grin. Ash nodded toward her bed on the other end of the studio. “Take off your clothes. Then get on your back and get comfy. I got a little prep work to do.”

Zack walked into the bedroom space and removed his shirt, shoes and pants. Ash rummaged in the background, collecting various items. Her bed was fairly large and it was covered with a shiny, black rubber blanket. Did Ash have a thing for latex as well?

He took the final step, committing to their unusual arrangement. Zack removed his boxers and tossed them aside with the rest of his clothes. His rock hard cock stuck out in the cool air, still teeming with hunger from Ash’s little strip tease.

Zack began crawling onto the bed and his knee plunged down way further than expected. Sloshing sounds emanated from the bed as it rippled and bobbed around him.

“Whoa!!!”

“Oh yeah!” Ash called from the background. “I forgot to mention. Water bed!”

Zack continued onto the bed, his hands and knees sinking in deeply with each move forward. He’d heard about these before, but never sat or slept on one. The bed waved and bobbed as he crawled all the way to the headboard. He turned himself over and laid flat against the latex bedding. The bed rippled some more before finally calming back to stillness. He had to admit, it was damn comfy. The water mattress molded to the contours of his body perfectly.

Ash’s heels clacked against the floor, announcing her return. The raven haired beauty gave him a cheeky smile, realizing he’d never been on a water bed before. She carried several lengths of chain, each with a thick leather cuff and a locking clasp on the opposite ends of the steely strands.

“Aren’t water beds against the room regs?”

“Fuck the rules” she replied matter-of-factly. Ash noticed his cock, standing at full mast. Her left eyebrow raised as she spoke teasingly. “Oh! Why, hello there! I didn’t realize you were that ready to party.”

“You’re not going to disregard our rules, are you?”

“Relax Zack” she sighed, rolling her eyes. Her tone shifted to annoyed admonishment. “Unlike Rebecca, I’m not a liar and I respect boundaries. Honestly, I might be the least crazy girl at AOE.”

She took Zack’s left hand and secured one leather cuff around it snugly. She looped the chain through one side of the headboard before pulling it taut and locking it securely. She offered Zack a wink before she moved to his left ankle and began the process anew.

“You seem to know Rebecca pretty well. Are you friends or just sorority sisters?”

“We’re definitely not friends” she revealed with venom in her voice. “Let’s just say we’ve had our run-ins and I won’t be voting for her in the election.” Ash pulled the chain on his left leg taut. Half of his body was now secured to the frame of the water bed. “Not even after introducing me to you!”

She moved quickly to his other leg and slapped the cuff around his ankle. She pulled it tight and buckled it firmly. Ash looked up and noticed his erection was flagging fast.

“Uh oh!” she chided as she pulled the third chain taut and secured it snugly. “Getting anxious?”

Zack grimaced. “No! I mean… Sorry.