Lydia - Chapter 4

"Now," Jen said, "you've just put on a lot of clothing. Let's start taking it off."

I blinked for a second. That was it? But as I started to reach for the blouse to remove it, she stopped me.

"Oh, I didn't mean you could just take your clothes off. You've got to earn your way out of them. Do what I say and make me happy, and I'll let you take off some clothing. But each time you fail to make me happy, I'm only going to give you a harder task. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Jen."

"First, no more of that. You'll call me 'Goddess,' not 'Jen' or even 'Goddess Jen.' Your job is to worship me and make me happy. If I'm happy, I might allow you to be happy." She licked her lips to emphasize this. Unlike me, Jen wasn't wearing a lot of makeup, just some light gloss that made her lips shine a bit.

"Now, Lydia tells me that you sucked on her penis gag last night. So you're something of a cocksucker. Let's take that to the next level." While I tried to figure out what she meant, she leaned me over the seat of Lydia's desk chair. My crotch was basically resting on one armrest, with my head on the other one. Fortunately, they were padded. She tied my wrists to my feet, and walked behind me, where I could hear some shuffling. She then walked back in front of me, wearing the same harness that Lydia had worn the night before. The dildo in it was a different one this time, a small, flesh-colored one, but it was definitely bigger than the gag I'd had last night.

She saw the worry in my eyes. "Oh, don't be a baby. You guys have no problem expecting us gals to suck anything, so let's see how much you like it! I want to see you suck and lick this with enthusiasm! I'd better see lots of your little whore mouth's lipstick marks on this when I'm through!"

Neither Lydia nor Jen had used such a harsh tone with me yet. Before I could begin to process it, though, she stuck the fake penis towards my mouth, and I had no choice but to start sucking. It was a funny experience -- the dildo was covered with a soft, pliant rubber that felt a lot like skin. It was mostly flavorless, with a slight rubber aftertaste. After a few seconds of just letting it sit in my mouth, Jen decided to take control. She grabbed my hair in one hand and started thrusting her hips. I was forced to suck the dildo just to avoid gagging.

"Suck my cock, you little whore! That's it! Get your slutty lipstick all over my dick. That's it!" Jen kept going that way for what seemed like forever. She was clearly incredibly aroused by what I was doing, and was soon lost in it. Since the harness was still being worn over her spandex, I couldn't imagine that she was getting any true physical pleasure from it. It must have been the thrill of seeing my mouth over her "cock" that was turning her on so much. And much as I didn't like the idea of sucking even a fake penis, I couldn't deny that her level of arousal had me aroused as well. Not that my penis could do anything about it.

Jen finally got tired, and slowed down, much to my relief, as my mouth was starting to hurt. After one final thrust, though, she rested her crotch against my face. I could smell her arousal rising up from her spandex pants. I felt her fiddling with something at the back of my head, and before I knew it, she'd untied the dildo from the harness and strapped it around my head as a gag!

I stared at her in disbelief as she stepped back. "Oh, no, don't worry, sweetie! You didn't mess up at all. In fact, I'm very happy with your performance! I just wanted you to spend some time gagged, because I like my men silent. Besides," and at this, she bent down and was whispering in my ear, her breath tickling my lobes, "I want you to taste your lipstick for a while, and to feel the cock that you just brought off."

Jen sat down on the bed in front of me, and started wriggling out of her pants. Whatever thoughts I had about the gag soon vanished. Jen giggled.

"Well, I thought I'd reward myself and take some clothing off, too." She was wearing no panties, of course, and her pussy was shaved. She grabbed the harness and walked around behind me.

"You did well, so here's your reward," I heard her say. I then felt her hands slide under my skirt, and tug my panties down. Of all the articles of clothing, of course, this was the one that had bothered me the least. She tossed them onto the bed, and I saw that they were pink and frilly. Jen's hands lingered over my thighs, and my cock was practically screaming for release, but the cage stopped anything from happening.

"I'm just heading down the hall to the bathroom to change clothes. I'll be back in a bit." I heard the door open and close, and I was again alone with my thoughts. While Jen took her time, I had nothing to do but wonder what else she and Lydia had in store for me. I still wasn't sure how I felt about any of what had happened. On the one hand, I had my cock in a chastity belt, and was subject to their every whim. On the other, I'd had some of the most powerful orgasms of my life in the last two days, and my crotch was tingling at the thought of them.

After what seemed like forever (but was probably only five or ten minutes, I heard the door open and shut. I heard footsteps walk up behind me, but nothing was said. I started to get nervous. Was this someone new? Was it someone who even knew what was going on? I felt a hand reach under the skirt and caress the chastity belt. After a minute or two of rubbing it, that same hand lifted up the skirt, and the other hand gave me a big swat on each cheek. It stung, but I was more surprised than anything else. Jen walked around to stand in front of me.

"Did you miss me?" She had a devilish grin on her face. She'd put on more makeup, a nice light pink lipstick that made her blond hair look even lighter, and light blue eyeshadow. She was wearing loose jeans over sneakers, and a loose sweatshirt. She removed the gag, untied me, and gave me a bottle of water, which I desperately needed.

"Now, it's time to earn your next reward. And this is the easiest thing I could ever ask of you. Nothing you haven't done a million times already. Just go up to your room." She smiled at me.

"What? Jen" She glared at me. "I mean, Goddess, I'm dressed up like this, and I can barely walk in these heels. How can I make it to my room without anyone seeing me?"

"First, you don't question me. Period. I'll forgive you this time, but that's your last chance. Second, no one will recognize you under all that makeup and clothing. And I know your roommate's not getting back until tomorrow morning, so once you make it to your room, you'll be fine. And third, if you don't, you'll be stuck in those boots for a long time!" Jen's voice had gotten serious again, and I knew there was no arguing.

"That said, you're right about needing a touch-up!" She grabbed my face in her hands and started re-applying the lipstick. I didn't object -- I knew that anything that helped hide who I was would work in my favor. She then showed me my keys -- I wasn't surprised, since they taken my clothes this morning -- and tossed them into a gym bag, which she grabbed.

She walked to the door and opened it, dragging me out with her as she locked the door behind her. I didn't have far to go. The stairs were five doors down, and once I made it there, I had one flight to climb, and then only a few doors to my room.

There were a few girls at the end of the hallway, getting back from Break. I vaguely recognized them. Jen was already at the stairs, but I was having trouble with the shoes, and was still a few feet away. Just I thought I'd make it to the stairs unnoticed, Jen called out, "Hi, gals!" The girls looked up at her and waved. I nearly had a heart attack, but they practically looked through me. I must have been far enough away for them to not know what was going on.

By the time I got to the stairwell, I could hear Jen already opening the door at the top. The climb up the stairs was painful. The shoes felt like they were going to slip, and I had trouble judging when they would hit the ground. I used the bannister to pull me up the stairs.

Fortunately, the hallway above was empty. Much as I didn't want any girls seeing me like this, my male hallmates would have been even worse. I made it over to my door, turned the handle, and found that the door was locked!

I knocked. "Jen, please let me in!"

"I'm sorry, there's no one by that name here."

Crap!

"Goddess, please let me in."

"Who is it?"

I was frustrated, but I knew that yelling wouldn't get me anywhere.

"It's Adam."

"No. While you're dressed like that, you're Anna. Now ask your Goddess to let you in again."

I heard a noise in the stairwell. Someone was entering the stairs from another floor! Since my floor was the one with the exit, I knew I didn't have much time.

"Goddess, this is Anna. Please let me in!"

I heard the door unlock, and Jen opened it. I was inside in a flash, just as I heard the stairwell door open. Jen shut the door behind me.

"That was very impressive, Anna!" I flinched a bit internally at her use of the feminine name, but merely said, "thank you, Goddess."

"Now, you've earned your way out of another piece of clothing. Let's remove this skirt, shall we?" I was now naked below the waste, other than those horrible shoes she put me in.

Jen kneeled down in front of me and grabbed the chastity tube. "Oh, what a pretty little clit! Too bad it can't get any stimulation. Wouldn't you love to feel this?" And she took the tube into her mouth, sucking and licking it like it was the greatest thing she'd ever tasted. It was one of the most erotic things I'd ever seen, and my penis, trapped inside the very cage she was sucking, was unable to do anything!

She stopped after a minute. "Maybe, if you're good and earn your way out of everything else, I'll let you out of the belt, too. Maybe. In the meantime, you've got another job to do."

Jen had me lie on the floor and put my legs on the bed. She pulled my legs apart, not painfully, and tied one to each corner of the bed. She must have brought all sorts of toys with her in that bag. She tied both my arms to my roommate's bed-legs, completely spread-eagling me.

Jen looked down at me. "Now, I've let you have a couple of easy tasks, because I was feeling generous. But for now, you've got to satisfy me with your mouth. Whatever I tell you to put in your mouth, you'll take it, and you'll like it! This might take a couple of hours." A couple of hours? I hadn't eaten breakfast, and were already talking about going past lunchtime!

Jen removed her jeans, revealing red leather panties that were simply breathtaking. They had a zipper down the middle, and hugged her skin perfectly. She lifted her sweatshirt to reveal a matching bra. I was incredibly aroused as she rummaged through her bag and pulled out a pair of red spiked heels.

"Did you enjoy smelling my shoes earlier? Well, now you get to taste them." Jen sat on my desk chair and had me suck the heel of the shoe as if it was a dildo. After making me suck each heel, she had me kiss the sides of the shoes and then lick them. The shoe tasted, of course, like leather. Not a pleasant taste, but not awful. And getting to stare at Jen while licking them made it easier.

After a few minutes of this, Jen slipped her shoes off and placed her foot on my mouth. "Kiss my feet, boy," she said, and I followed orders, kissing both feet, then licking them when she told me to. She followed this by placing her left foot on my cheek, and sticking her right big toe, painted pink, of course, in my mouth. She had me suck and lick her toe, treating it like I had the dildo and heels before, and I could see that this was making her extremely hot and bothered. While she had me suck on the toe, she was pushing on my face with the other foot, controlling exactly how far I could move my head, and keeping her toes near my nose, so I also had her mild odor to go with the flavor. She had me suck all ten of her toes, and after I was done, I could tell that if she hadn't come, she'd certainly been pretty satisfied.

But she wasn't kidding about this being a tough task. After she caught her breath, she slipped from the chair, crouched over me, and unzipped her panties. She sat herself on my face, and had me eat her to two more orgasms before shifting up and having me eat her asshole as well. After she shuddered to yet another orgasm, she collapsed. After a minute or two, she asked how I was doing.

It was after noon, and I hadn't had a bite to eat or drink all day. I told her so.

"Aww. I'm sorry, honey. I didn't realize. You do need some protein. It's too bad you haven't earned your way out of the chastity belt yet. I'd gladly milk you and then feed you your come." The thought repelled me a lot less than it had a week ago, but she didn't pause. "Tell you what: Let me just get a little more use out of you, and I'll run and grab something for you to eat."

With that, Jen slid her pussy back over my mouth and gripped the sides of my head with her knees. Before I could even figure out what was going on, I felt a stream of warm liquid entering my mouth. Jen was pissing in my mouth! I tried to resist, but she had my head firmly between her knees, and her pussy was pressed too tightly to my mouth for me to move. After a couple of seconds, she let up, but held my nose shut. "Drink up, sweetie. I drank a two-litre bottle of water after my jog this morning." I had no choice but to swallow.

As soon as I swallowed, Jen let loose with another stream. She repeated this four more times, then stood up and tossed her clothes on, leaving me tied on the floor.

"You did great, Anna! I'm going to go get you some real food, and maybe even some more water. Back in a few!"

A "few" turned out to be half an hour. I spent that time tied on the floor, the taste of Jen's piss still in my mouth, and with my own bladder starting to get dangerously full.

When Jen finally got back, with a sack from a local grocery store, I told her of my predicament.

"That's a shame, sweetie. You really should learn to control yourself, but having you piss yourself probably wouldn't be the greatest idea, so let's see what I can do. I certainly can't take you to the hall bathroom. I'd have to put some clothes back on you, and you've already won the right to not wear panties and a skirt."

Jen untied me and blindfolded me. Like many dorm rooms, although I had no bathroom, there was a sink in the alcove behind the door. Jen led me to the sink (I somehow didn't stumble), tied my waist to the sink, with my penis cage hanging right over it and touching the rim, so it was obvious what I was expected to do. She also tied my hands behind me to something -- I assumed it was the door. She told me to piss, and I let loose a stream. After I finished, she poured a cup of very cold water on the cage, which flushed out the remaining urine. She also wiped my face off with a damp cloth. She then stepped back, while I was forced to wait and wonder what was next.

I felt her undoing my blouse. "You've earned this, after all," she said as she did it. She then started feeding me, giving me half a roast beef sandwich. It wasn't enough to sate my appetite, but it was a start. She also let me have a few sips of water, which tasted even better after the other stuff she'd had me drink.

"Now, here's the part I'm really looking forward to. You get to fuck me."

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