Sorority Girls Ch. 03

TW=> Spanking and blindfold

•••••

"Do you get it now?" Gigi asked.

"Yes! Thank you so much! I was having so much trouble in Mrs. Robinson's course," I answered, smiling brightly at her.

Gigi and I were at the sorority's private library. Classes had started two weeks ago, and even though I got the best grade in the entrance exam, I was having trouble with some subjects. Thankfully, some of the older girls in the sorority made themselves available to tutor the youngest members. Gianna was one of these girls.

Gigi was a beautiful girl with straight black hair and beautiful blue eyes. Just like me, Gigi's parents came from Italy, so having that in common, we got closer, and she frequently tutored me as she was very smart and good at teaching.

"You're so smart, Sisi!" Gianna said playfully, patting the top of my head and messing up my hair. "Usually it takes more than one session to teach this subject, but you're such a quick learner."

"Thanks, but I learned quickly because you're also such a great teacher, Gigi."

Gigi smiled brightly and draped her hand over my shoulders, pulling me closer.

"So, wanna go out for a drink to celebrate us being such a great student and wannabe teacher duo?"

"That would be-"

"Absolutely impossible," a voice interrupted me from behind.

I turned around, startled by Jess's sudden appearance. She was standing there, arms crossed and a poisonous smile on her face.

"Jess, you're here," Gigi said, and she didn't even try to hide the disappointment in her voice; actually, she emphasized it.

"Obviously I am," Jess said, getting closer and placing her hands on my shoulders. "Sienna and I have some things to solve."

"No, we--" I looked at Jess, and her eyes were ablaze. She stared at me, and I clearly understood she was daring me to go against her. "Actually, she's right. Sorry, Gigi."

"No problem, Sisi! We can go next time," Gigi said as she reached her hands to squeeze mine, making Jess grunt.

I put my stuff back in my bag and got up to leave with Jess, who quickly grabbed my hand in her own. As we were leaving, Jess turned around and looked at Gigi.

"You know, Gianna, haven't I told you already that it's unseemly to only tutor the girls you want to fuck?" Jess said, her voice dripping with poison. "Maybe I should tell Mrs. Robinson that you're taking your teacher-student fetish beyond her bedroom."

My eyes went wide at Jess's insult, but Gigi just rolled her eyes. I got the impression that all the older girls were already used to Jess's sharp tongue, but I definitely wasn't. Jess held my hand tightly as she led me to her room. Once we were there, she just sat on the bed and stared at me as if she was the most innocent girl on the planet. I crossed my arms, frowning.

"Seriously, Jessica?"

She just shrugged at me.

"What was that little show about?" I asked, feeling my anger rising.

"I'm the one who asks you, Sisi, what was that all about? Didn't you notice Gianna was ogling you the whole time? She wants to fuck you; the tutoring is just an excuse," she said, her voice sounded calm, but I noticed a slightly angry undertone to it.

"I noticed, Jess. I'm not blind, but she's great at tutoring, and her ogling me seems like my problem."

Jess stared at me for a bit before entering a laughing fit, but it wasn't a funny laugh, it sounded cynical. She reached out, pulling me into her lap, then turned me around, laying me on the bed with her hovering on top.

"Your problem, Sisi?" she answered, smiling and running her hands over my body. "You don't get it yet? You're mine, Sienna. It's my problem when people stare at what's mine and when they fucking touch what's mine. All the girls here are like wolves going after you, and it's my job to fend them off."

I wanted to get back at her, complaining and scolding her for her possessiveness. But I just couldn't. There was something about the jealous Jessica that I loved, something that made my center throb and my breath get heavy. She ran her fingers through my hair, and I couldn't contain a little smile when she pulled, making me gasp. And she smiled back, her smile hot and hungry, perfectly paired with the look in her eyes.

"What should I do with you, Sienna?" she said, her mouth slowly getting closer to mine. "You're such a bad girl."

She closed the gap between us and hungrily pressed her lips against mine, her tongue invading my mouth to intertwine with my own. Her kisses said more than her words; they were imposing and demanding. I moaned in her mouth, feeling her body pressing against mine. She pressed her lips against my neck, licking and sucking before biting into my skin.

"And what are you gonna do about it?" I asked, lightly biting my bottom lip.

The look in her eyes was just like a child on Christmas, eager for her presents. She got up and from her drawer she grabbed two things: a blindfold and a handcuff. My heart was thundering in my chest as she slowly got closer, swaying her hips. When she was next to me, she leaned in and whispered in my ear,

"Hands on your back."

I complied, excitedly turning around. She carefully placed the handcuff on my wrist, taking her time and stopping to play with the back of my neck in the process. Somewhere in my brain, I felt like I should be more nervous or apprehensive because this was, in fact, my first time being restrained. But I didn't feel that way at all. I was excited and extremely horny, maybe because I trusted Jess so much I didn't feel any need to worry, and also because she was being so hot right now that my brain got fried.

Once I was properly cuffed, she turned me around and cupped my face, running her thumb over my lips. She stared at me dreamily. Jess leaned in, kissing and sucking my neck, making me sigh at the feeling of her soft lips against my skin. For the first time, I was aware of the bounds. I wanted to wrap my arms around her neck and pull her closer to me, but I just couldn't. I whimpered in frustration.

"Yellow is for me to slow down, and red, I'll stop. Do you understand?" Jess asked.

"Yes," I panted.

"Great. Now time for your punishment."

She kissed me softly before delicately placing the blindfold over my eyes. I loved how the blindfold made me nostalgic about my first meeting with Jess. She laid me down on the bed, and I felt her unbuttoning my shirt, taking her time and kissing my bare skin as it revealed itself. Jess pulled my bra down and I could feel her breath on my already hardened nipples. I gasped as she took one in her warm mouth, licking and lightly biting it. She made love to my breasts without rush, enjoying their softness and relishing in my reactions. I knew we would be here for a while. After the events leading to now, she would absolutely make sure to tease me, and I just couldn't wait.

I felt her palm press against my belly, sliding down to the zipper in my jeans. She removed my pants and I felt her lips pressing against my mons, making me moan. The bounds were starting to annoy me greatly. I wanted to run my hands through her hair, claw her back, and hold her tightly against me, but every time I tried, I felt the handcuffs restraining my movements.

"Jess, take them off!" I whimpered pathetically.

I heard her scoffing. "No. Why would I?"

"Because I don't like them! I want to hold you! Please?"

"Sisi, let me remind you of one thing." I felt the weight on the bed shift, and then her lips against my ear. "This is your punishment for being a bad girl who likes to have people lusting after her. You're not supposed to like it. But anyway, I suppose that I'm failing in this task since your panties are soaked through."

Jess pressed her palm against my panties, ripping a loud moan from my lips. She rubbed, making sure I could hear the squishy sounds from my wetness. I squirmed on the bed and tried my best to press harder against her, seeking pleasure.

"See," she said, her breath heavy, "you like this way too much, so let's do something else."

Jess removed my panties and abruptly turned me around so I was lying on my tummy. I felt her positioning some pillows to prop my hips up, so my ass was high in the air. At the realization of what was coming, I felt my heart racing even faster than before, something I thought impossible, and I felt anxious for the first time.

"Jess, wait," I said, my voice shaking a bit. "I-I've never-"

"Hey," I heard her soothing voice as she got closer to my face, raising the fold so I could see her. I felt her warm palm cupping my cheek, and she placed a delicate kiss on my forehead. "It's okay! Just trust me. I'd never do something you would hate, and if you need me to stop, just say the word, alright?"

Her eyes were so soft and caring. I took a deep breath. I've always loved the way she can be so loving and careful with me. So, I gave her a quick peck on the lips and nodded for her to keep going. She fixed the blindfold, once again plunging me into darkness, and I felt her positioning herself on the bed.

"It's good that you're nervous," she said, running her nails against my bare bottom. "Maybe that will make you think twice about getting cozy with fucking Gianna. So let's make you count to ten."

I was panting and shaking in anticipation. She took longer than I expected, carefully squeezing my bottom and getting me worked up until suddenly I felt the first hit. A loud smack sound, a sharp pain against my bottom, and I got scared by my own yelp since she did it so suddenly.

"So?" She prompted me.

"One," I said, panting.

"Good girl!"

Then I felt the next one and the next. As I counted, my yelps turned to moans. I was panting so hard, and it was starting to get hard to count between my moans and gasps. The pain was sharp, and my bottom was burning from the spanking. Jess was merciless, her hits firm and unwavering. I couldn't help but wriggle around on the bed, but with her other hand, she held me in place.

"N-Nine," I barely managed to say.

"Next time you think about being a bad girl, Sisi, remember this one."

My thighs were slippery with my wetness, and my center throbbed, craving the last spank. I needed to feel it one more time, the impact and the burning. I wanted to know if it would be as good as the last one or better. Jess took her time, she made me wait, and when I was least expecting it, she delivered the last spank. My bottom was already burning and sensitive from the other nine, and that one seemed personal. I felt myself shaking as her hand went down hard on my bottom, and I let out a loud gasp at the feeling. Maybe I came a little, but I couldn't tell; my mind was hazy.

"Ten," I whispered as I slumped on the bed.

"Good girl," she whispered against my ear.

I barely moved as she got rid of the blindfold and the handcuffs. I thought that even after the spanking I would still be able to go on longer, but I was totally spent, and Jess noticed. So she just let me rest my head on her chest, and we cuddled as she whispered sweet nothings in my ear.

"You were right," I said to her after I recovered a bit. "I actually liked that. Wouldn't do it every day, but it was nice."

"Told you," she said, delicately kissing my forehead. "But seriously, stop asking Gianna to tutor you. That girl is a kinky beast."

I couldn't help but laugh until my tummy hurt, and Jessica stared at me like I was crazy. Her obliviousness only made me laugh harder.

"After everything you just did, you have the guts to call someone else a kinky beast?" I said, scoffing.

"Hey, but I never said I wasn't one!" She said, smiling brightly at me. "And I'm allowed to; she isn't."

"Why?" I asked, arching my brow at her.

"Because you're my Sisi!" she answered, playfully hugging me. "And I'm yours too, right?"

I couldn't help the stupid smile that dominated my face at her words.

"Why are you so mushy out of nowhere? Feeling guilty about destroying my tush?" I answered playfully, and she rolled her eyes.

"As if! Just answer the question."

I sighed dreamily, and I felt my heart beating a bit faster as the words left my mouth. "Okay, you're mine."

I felt my face burning. She just smiled at me, and we kept kissing and cuddling, just enjoying each other.

"Fuck, Sisi," she said between our kisses. "I don't deserve you."

•••••

"Aubrey's coming today?" Maddy gasped, terrified.

We were hanging out in Maddy's room since it was Saturday and we didn't have any classes. She rushed to her wardrobe and started quickly grabbing the clothes.

"What's the matter?" El asked, frowning at Maddy's sudden rush.

"Aubrey always checks on Maddy's wardrobe when she comes over," Sarah said, shrugging.

"Why? It's not like she's your mom," El said.

"She's worse," Maddy answered. "She was my sorority older sister, and since she found out my wardrobe looks like a glimpse of hell, she started checking every week, and even now, she still takes a look when she drops by."

"She cares that much?" El asked, sounding surprised. "I only saw my assigned older sister twice since I moved here."

"Aubrey can't stand mess," I told El. "She's always been like that since we were little; she organized her dolls by color and size."

"She's a control freak," Sarah said.

"Don't say that about her!" Maddy reprimanded her.

I was feeling very happy; I've been really looking forward to seeing Aubrey and even a little proud to show her how well I was adapting. I wanted so badly to introduce her to El; she already knew Maddy and Sarah, but El was new, and I was sure she would like her as much as I do.

"Are you going to tell Aubrey about your bitch girlfriend?" Sarah asked, looking at me with her arms crossed in front of her.

"Sarah!" I reprimanded her in a tone she had heard at least ten times just that day.

"Sorry, your bitch sex buddy."

"Maybe," I said, trying to ignore Sarah's sassiness. "If the topic comes up, I might mention to her that I'm hooking up with someone."

"Is she the type to get jealous?" El asked.

"Ew, she's her sister!" Maddy said as she started putting the clothes back in the wardrobe, making sure they were nice and tidy.

"I don't mean romantic jealousy, you stupid only child," El answered, rolling her eyes. "I mean fraternal jealousy. My five older brothers have that. Whenever I'm dating someone, all of them show up from wherever they are to whine about my love life."

"My little sister also had that," Sarah admitted. "When I started dating my boyfriend, she cried, saying I didn't care about her anymore."

"I don't know, girls," I said. "This has never happened before. I've never had romantic experiences before Jess. So I don't know how Aubrey will react. She's a bit on the overprotective side."

"Well," El said, shrugging, "we'll see."

I didn't tell the girls, but I was actually feeling excited to tell Aubrey about Jessica. It was something really important to me since this was going to be my first time introducing Aubrey to someone I liked. I felt proud of having someone as amazing as Jess with me. I wanted to tell her everything, and I wanted to introduce them if they didn't know each other yet. It made me happy thinking about them getting to know each other, and I wanted them to get along well since I regard Aubrey's opinion very highly.

It didn't take long for my phone to ring with a notification--Aubrey was here. The girls stayed in the room so Aubrey and I could have our sisters meeting, and we would meet up with them later. I excitedly rushed to the front door, and there she was, standing by the entrance, looking around nostalgically. If El thought I looked like a model, she would go crazy with Aubrey. Aubrey was tall, taller than most girls. Her dark skin glowed even indoors. Her chocolate brown hair was perfectly braided, and her hazel eyes lit up when she saw me.

"Sisi!" she shrieked happily.

She opened her arms, and I threw myself into her hug. We spun in each other's arms like characters in movies.

"I missed you!" I said when we parted the hug.

"Not more than I did!" she answered with a big bright smile. "Now come on, I want to see your room."

"Don't you want a tour?" I asked jokingly.

"God no!" she answered, laughing. "I know this place better than the palm of my hand, and I hate it."

I showed her my bedroom, and we quickly plopped ourselves onto the bed so we could catch up.

"So," she asked, looking a bit serious, "are you really enjoying it here? Or are you lying so I don't worry about you?"

"I swear I'm actually enjoying it," I answered, giving her a big smile. "It's nothing like school. I have plenty of friends, even a BFF, and although there are some not-so-nice girls, they rarely bother me."

"I'm so happy for you, Sisi," she answered, grasping my hands. "I felt so apprehensive that you were going to have to live through something you hated again."

"Me too, but everything worked out for the best," I averted my gaze a little. "Even the hazing."

"Oh god!" Aubrey lowered her head and pressed it against her palms. "I'm so sorry, Sisi! I know I did the right thing not telling you and asking Maddy to handle it, but still, I feel so guilty!"

"Hey," I said soothingly, rubbing her back. "It's okay. It wasn't bad, and plus," I hesitated before mustering the courage to let the words come out of my mouth, "I met someone during the hazing. We're hooking up."

She quickly raised her head and looked at me with wide eyes, a freaked-out look on her face.

"What do you mean, met someone during the hazing?" She sounded shocked.

"Well, she was the one who hazed me, and you probably know what I mean by that," I said, feeling myself blush. "And we kept hooking up after that. I like her, and I think she likes me too."

"If she hazed you, that means she's a senior, isn't she? What's that girl's name?"

"It's Jessica." I refrained from telling Aubrey Jessica's last name since I didn't want her to make assumptions about Jess based on her family reputation.

But still, Aubrey froze. I noticed she lost her glow as she stared at me in stunned silence. I didn't know what to make of her reaction. I felt myself growing anxious, my heart beating faster, and I wrapped my arms around myself. When I did so, Aubrey seemed to recompose herself, and she gave me a smile, but I knew that one wasn't real.

"That's great, Sisi!" she managed to say.

"Is there something wrong?" I asked, feeling extremely apprehensive.

"No," she lied. I knew she was lying. "I know Jessica Chandler."

"You're doing it again, Aubrey!" I said, getting up from the bed. "You're keeping something from me!"

"Okay, okay, I'll talk," she said, sounding nervous. "It's just me and Jessica don't get along well. She hates me!"

"Why would she hate you?" I asked, exasperated.

"I don't know, Sisi! That's just the way things are. Can we change the subject, please?"

Then I heard a knock on the door. I went to open it, and talking about the devil, Jessica was standing in my doorway. She frowned as she noticed how upset I was.

"I heard Aubrey's here," she said.

Aubrey stood up when she heard Jessica's voice and stood behind me. I looked to Aubrey and then back at Jessica. Aubrey looked pissed, but Jess looked unusually calm.

"Hey Aubrey!" Jess said, smiling. "Long time no see."

"Uhum," that was Aubrey's only answer.

"I don't want you guys to fight!" I said, feeling like a pile of nerves. In my head, this meeting was going horribly wrong.

"Why would we?" Jess asked, looking confused.

"Well," I looked at them both, feeling myself get confused. "Aubrey said you hate her."

"Sienna!" Aubrey said in a reprimanding tone.

"What?" Jess said, frowning at me and then at Aubrey. "I don't hate you, Aubrey! Why would I ever hate you? You know what, let's sit down."

Aubrey's gaze sent knives in Jessica's direction as she entered and got herself comfortable on my bed. I hesitantly went ahead and sat by her side. Jessica scooted closer and wrapped one arm around me. Aubrey stared at us a little, making me feel uncomfortable, but eventually, she sat on the edge of the bed, her arms crossed in front of her. Her face looked cold; because of that, she resembled Mrs. Walker a lot.