The Roommate Pt. 12 - Miranda

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Leigh Ann has a magic suitcase.
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Part 12 of the 17 part series

Updated 06/08/2023
Created 06/16/2016
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ValoryG
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Chastened, Josh/Lori nursed her wounds for days, and little was said between her and Miranda, except when the dominant asked how Lori had opened her chastity when with Cassie. "I bought a master key on the Internet," answered Lori brightly. "Actually, my penis is getting a little irritated by the plastic over such a long time."

"Give me the key. It obviously wasn't irritated enough to go wayward."

Lori found the key. Miranda eventually found a new, tiny combination lock with three digits. Lori didn't bother trying all the numbers.

For a week after the caning, Lori also ate her meals out of dog dishes on the floor. She didn't complain, and actually perversely enjoyed the power Miranda had over her.

At night, she slept on the floor, leashed to Miranda's bed. Once in a while, she could hear her owner pleasuring herself amid sighs and a creaking bed. After a week, Miranda allowed Lori 10 minutes out of the chastity to jerk off every two weeks, when it was guaranteed that he/she would feel the need. Wash, dry, and then locked up again.

But the doggie treatment suddenly ceased one day when Miranda came home with a new companion, a woman named Leigh Ann. Lori was instantly attracted to this woman who had such a fashion sense with alternately loose and tight clothing, and a blend of leather and soft wool, and whose makeup (as compared to Miranda, who usually used none) was elaborate and seductive.

Leigh Ann was shorter and slimmer, and had a more musical voice, than Miranda. Her hair was short and tossed, and yet she showed little of the masculine attributes that Miranda's former girlfriend had. She displayed an Irish insouciance and she smiled and laughed a lot. While Miranda moved like a cat, Leigh Ann moved like a perky bird. Leigh Ann had begun to live with Miranda, and brought her stuff, including a chest of drawers (which Lori, as always, wanted to check out). Lori wondered what drew Leigh Ann to Miranda and gauged the chances of the coupling lasting.

The new roomie worked for a large department store chain in purchasing and had a wonderful feel for fashion trends. Having an employee discount didn't hurt.

She rarely said much to Lori, whether because of disinterest or because Miranda asked her not to, Lori wasn't sure.

One weekend Miranda left to visit her parents in the next state, without Leigh Ann. Perhaps because Lori had been so subservient, quiet and respectful of Miranda after the punishment, and because Miranda knew Lori still bore some marks of the caning, she said, in front of Leigh Ann and Lori, "Leigh Ann will be me while I'm gone. This is permissible under the contract, because I'm not permanently giving you to her, Lori. Leigh Ann will not have the combination of the chastity, so you needn't have any ideas that way." Both she and Leigh Ann laughed.

Miranda flew out Friday afternoon, due back late Sunday.

On Friday night, Leigh Ann brought home Asian takeout to eat while Lori prepared her own dinner. They ate at the same table. Leigh Ann wore tight jeans with fashionable worn holes around the knees and a rather tight, loose-weave sweater that showed her well-proportioned breasts nicely. Lori had chosen a long, slim skirt with a finely detailed and red Asian pattern (under which her chastity made a small dent), topped with a tight long-sleeved T-shirt of a light brown. A long hippy-ish necklace made three loops around her neck and she added silver hoop earrings. Her dark brown hair cascaded down past her shoulders now, almost to her breasts, and it had a lustrous sheen.

For the first time they talked at length. Lori continued to be attracted to Leigh Ann's artfully made-up face -- the eyes with sensuous black accents and shimmery bluish-gray eyeshadow. Her lips, before she started eating, had the most come-hither red Lori'd seen in a long time. Lori's chastity contained her arousal.

Leigh Ann wanted to see the results of the caning, so Lori pulled up her top and pulled down her skirt and panties so Leigh Ann could see her backside. "You really paid the price, didn't you?" said Leigh Ann.

"Yes, Miz Leigh Ann. I actually had to use our safe word when it went too far. ... Miz Leigh Ann, to be totally honest, I'm so envious of you. I ... I wish I looked like you."

"Flattery will get you nowhere," laughed Leigh Ann, "or everywhere. Did Miranda tell you I just left a relationship with a guy?"

"No, Miz Leigh Ann."

"Oh, cut out that Miz stuff, will you? Look, I'm not much into the dom lifestyle, even though I do find a little interest in having an attractive, intelligent slave of sorts. Ah, the possibilities, the possibilities."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, my thing -- and my previous relationship was much into this -- is bondage, both doing and receiving. I mean, I'm really into it. It's kind of my lifestyle, if that makes sense."

Lori perked up, but tried to look merely interested.

"And, add to that a couple tablespoons of pain, and that to me is really hot. Like I said, both giving and receiving. My boyfriend and I played a lot, experimented. Trouble was, he started to spend too much money on drugs, because for one thing he thought that made the whole scene even more intense, you know? Too much coke. I'm off those drugs now; I've got to be."

"Hmmm," commented Lori. "So now that the cat's away, maybe the mice can play?"

"Tell the truth, I hadn't thought much of you that way, and to get back into that so soon .... "

"You and Miranda ...?" started Lori.

"That's getting pretty personal, Lori, you know? You are getting a bit too forward with me, aren't you."

"Well, anyway, you should know that when you take control of me, and use me as a woman, like a woman with a dick, that's my turn-on," ventured Lori. "If you wish, you can have your way with me. I'm not sure how much Miranda's told you about stuff she's done with me."

"I'll sleep on that," said Leigh Ann. She decided to put Lori to bed with wrists bound behind her back with silky nylon rope. Being tied by a new and still unfamiliar woman was rather erotic, and defined Leigh Ann's power over her, Lori thought. All night, Lori wondered in what direction the new roommate might take her.

In the morning, Saturday morning, Lori had to wait a while for Leigh Ann to get up, but when she did she remembered to remove Lori's bindings. And then she lifted Lori's nightgown to see her chastity device.

"Oh! So that's what they're like! How long have you worn it now? It looks like a worm in a transparent burrow! It doesn't look like it'd be that comfortable."

"Well, believe me," answered Lori, "it's not my idea to wear it. It's one of the ways that Miranda has control over me, and she can choose whenever she wants to spring it loose."

Lori was making a special effort to use her almost-real female voice, and to move as womanly as possible because she really, really wanted to make it with Leigh Ann as a woman.

They made omelets together, shared some champagne from the fridge, and their bodies brushed several times. Leigh Ann was now without makeup and was still wearing a rather unusual nightgown: it had a light bustier on top which held in her waist and had elaborate breast cups, and below the waist was a sheer, billowing skirt of filmy material. Lori took a quick glance down there and thought she could almost spot a dark patch of pubic hair. But she didn't want to stare. Overall, the outfit slightly resembled a wedding gown, or a ballet gown. Dramatic, certainly.

"Oh, my nightgown? I know it's kind of weird to wear such a thing to bed, but I feel good in it, and I love to have tightness around my waist and boobs. Do you like it? I could get one for you at discount if you wanted."

"Hmmm. Maybe I could try on yours sometime."

"Yes, let's try later; our body sizes aren't that far apart."

Leigh Ann had some esoteric, gentle electronic synthesizer music on her player, with occasional voices, but try as she could, Josh/Lori couldn't make out most of the words. After breakfast, Leigh Ann went to her room and returned with a sheet of paper, which she said she printed out the night before.

"OK, my slave girl, since you must obey me (laughter and a little kiss on the cheek) here is how you can please me today. Have you ever seen a script for a, well, kind-of, let's say, sensual scene before? Let's say that since you don't know me that well, and I don't know you too well, having a script leaves little to chance ..... "

Lori read, with concealed amazement:

One. LA (for Leigh Ann) wears panties, pantyhose, short skirt, bra, light sweater top, makeup.

Two. L (for Lori) ties LA to door, with arms stretched overhead and legs spread.

Three. L blindfolds LA and gags her, using rubber-ball gag.

Four. L takes advantage of LA's situation by pulling down her bra and roughly grabbing her tits, and then pinching nipples. While this is happening, L kisses LA's neck and lightly bites her earlobes.

Five. L whispers in LA's ear (something like), "I've been watching you, you and your slutty ways. You wouldn't pay me any attention, my queen, but now you're in my dungeon, and no one knows you're here."

Six. L's hand starts heading south across LA's tummy and then to her inner thighs, and then pushes down the elastic skirt, and then goes under the pantyhose and pantie to her pubic lips, and inserts a finger into LA's vagina, saying (something like) "Well, my little slut is quite wet. You do want me inside you, don't you? Because you always have sex on your mind. But you never imagined it would be with a dirty old woman like me, did you?"

Seven. L takes a knife and cuts off LA's pantyhose and panties, rather roughly, making sure LA can feel the steel of the knife touch her skin.

Eight. L takes the thickest dildo and slowly inserts it into LA's vagina, saying (something like) "I'm going into you, baby, like it or not, and I'm going to jam you good." L then releases LA's gag and begins to teasingly kiss her, then gets more passionate and begins to push the dildo in and out more rapidly. Finally, L pushes the dildo in all the way and holds it, and with the other hand begins to massage LA's clit with circular motions until she comes.

Nine. After LA comes, and leaving the dildo all the way in, L presses her body against LA's, hard, while removing the blindfold, and putting her head alongside LA's.

Ten. After a few minutes, remove the ropes and release LA.

"This is my ten-point production," laughed Leigh Ann. "You are up to it? I mean, you can't be up to it -- pun -- with your chastity thingee, but shall we get started?"

"I hope you're not too disappointed with my tying ability," said Lori Howevah, I was a boy scout -- not a girl scout -- and I did learn a few knots along the way."

"OK, I'm already getting turned on," exuded Leigh Ann. "Give me a few minutes to change and make up, and I'll have you come in the bedroom."

Lori quickly changed into daytime clothing -- as sexy as she could become in a short time -- with ankle-length tights; skirt; her sexiest bra; tightly fitting blouse; and small, dangling earrings; and just the tiniest touch of perfume.

Upon being called to the bedroom, Lori was introduced to Leigh Ann's magic suitcase. There were a number of silken ropes of various lengths, dildos of all sizes and colors, along with other devices for other times (some obviously designed for pain).

And so, Lori proceeded to begin the sequence. At first she fumbled a bit with the ropes, but as she gained confidence (knowing that Leigh Ann avidly wanted these things done to her) she began to perversely enjoy providing the bondage, and having, for once, power over someone else (even though Leigh Ann had scripted it).

When Lori quite deliberately brushed Leigh Ann's breasts and body and legs, while tying, she was quite turned on. Lori noticed that as soon as Leigh Ann was completely tied, the woman's breathing deepened. And meanwhile, Lori soaked in Leigh Ann's body heat.

And now for the first time, she could touch Leigh Ann's breasts, and it took some willpower to be rough, because Lori preferred to be gentle and worship them.

The naughty words Leigh Ann wanted to hear came rather naturally, and Lori begin to enjoy the rapist role. Then it was time to approach the other woman's inner sanctum, which Lori tended to worship even more. And yes, it was wet -- very, very wet. At this, Leigh Ann began breathing even heavier, and she was murmuring under her gag. In went the dildo, and Lori wished it was her own dick.

Off came the gag, and Lori now explored Leigh Ann's cheek and lips with her own, and for the first time, Lori came face to face with the other woman's beautiful makeup and could taste her lipstick. Leigh Ann looked at her both pleadingly and somewhat zoned out, as though she was peering in from another dimension.

At the very instant Lori touched her clit, Leigh Ann heaved in convulsion and a low sound that began somewhere deep in her quickly reached a crescendo of shrieks. (My god, I didn't know she had this in her, thought Lori.) More convulsions, and then Leigh Ann became somewhat limp as Lori pushed her body against hers (feeling her chastity contact the other), and Leigh Ann placed her head on Lori's shoulders and relaxed.

"Thank you," said Leigh Ann, as Lori untied her. "Bliss."

Lori pulled the remainder of Leigh Ann's clothing off, and led her to lay down on Miranda's bed. Then Lori spooned her for an hour or so, with one hand over Leigh Ann's breast. Leigh Ann fell quickly asleep and Lori wondered what she was dreaming.

Lori could still feel a slight residual burning on her ass from the caning.

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ValoryGValoryGover 7 years agoAuthor
Thanks .....

Thanks for the feedback. I thought the list might be a clever way to intro the scenario, and then not have to describe it in too much detail later, but I can see that didn't work ..............

AnonymousAnonymousover 7 years ago

That script list is just filler, you probably shouldn't have detailed so much of that crap into the story to the point it made the story annoying enough to not want to finish. It reminds me of the story that had the so called "dress code" in it. Filler is just that, filler. It's best to just summarize it and condense it to an acceptable level and stay on point with your story. I doubt many readers are going to appreciate "filler".

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