Chapter 7
The morning bell rang but it didn't wake her. She had been up for over a hour. Sleep hadn't been easy, and despite her exhausting day she had lain awake for most of the night. Her mind was a whirl of thoughts, some half formed, some old and stale. Regardless of what she tried to bring into her mind it was blown away by the power and the terrible demands of Alma Polenski. Gloria left her rooms and made an early tour of the building, making sure that there were no students oversleeping. She was determined to go through her routine, to make her own existence at this terrible school as normal as she could. During the restless night she had thought of how she had been twisted back and forth by the people here. How she had been used by Dr. Silvers, used by Jerry, by Chuck Harrison and now by Alma Polenski. She felt torn and abused by all of them.
"No!" she told herself fiercely, "no one is using me, I'm a person, not just some toy for every bored pervert on this campus to pick up when they feel like it! I'm not going to let anybody twist me around anymore. They all caught me off guard, but it's not going to happen anymore. I don't know what's come over me in the past few days but I am putting a stop to it right now!!" She was determined that she wouldn't run from Alma or Teddy, nor was she going to let Silvers abuse her any further. When it came to Jerry, well ... her thoughts softened some but she was determined that the affair between them couldn't go on.
When it was time for breakfast she led the way across the campus and sat defiantly at the table as Alma herself served her. Alma looked at her and gave her a knowing smile. Gloria stiffened and refused to respond in any manner. On her way past the table Alma brushed against her but she only looked at the big woman with a cold glance. Alma gave a low snort and muttered something at her as she moved away. Gloria couldn't hear what she had said but refused to allow herself to become worried.
After breakfast she went back to the dorm and supervised the cleanup work. She scolded and praised and had the dorm looking better than it had on any day since her coming. She felt good as she heard the boys leaving the building. Jerry had smiled at her and she hadn't had the heart to refuse to return the smile but she didn't put anything extra in the smile and he seemed puzzled and a bit hurt
As she walked down the hall enjoying the clean polished look, she heard the phone in her rooms ringing. Glancing at her watch she saw that it was time! It was past time that Alma had ordered her to come to her room! For a second panic struck her and she almost ran out of the building but she got hold of her fear and took a deep breath. As she opened her door the phone began to ring again and she answered it
"Honey, it's past time and you aren't here. What's the matter, can't you decide what to wear?" Alma's throaty voice buzzed in her ear and she almost dropped the phone!
"I'm not coming to see you this morning, Mrs. Polenski, not this morning or any morning for that matter. I suggest that you not call me any longer. You caught me in a shaken mood last night, as you well know, and took advantage of me. I repeat, I have no interest in women in general and none in you in particular. Now please hang up as I have work to do this morning!!" She felt elated that she had the courage to tell the big bitch off like that! She felt powerful and very very brave. The feeling was short lived because Alma didn't hang up as she was told. Her voice rasped as she spoke into the phone and her words struck Gloria like a club.
"Don't you go playing the great lady with me, bitch. You were slobbering and sucking my tit last night, remember? Now you get yourself into that shower, dress nice and get over here in thirty minutes or I'll come over there after you and you won't like what happens to you when I get there. Do you understand me?" She didn't wait for an answer before she hung up.
For a long time Gloria stood by the phone listening to the buzz of the line in her ear. Across the campus a door slammed and she started, then she put down the phone gently. For a moment she stood staring at herself in the mirror. She saw the naked fright in her eyes and knew that she couldn't have Alma come here!!
This was her only refuge, the only place that she felt safe from these people here. If Alma forced her way in here it would ruin her last hiding place! She glanced at the clock and realized how little time she had before the thirty minutes would be up! The last of her courage melted away and she almost ran to the shower. First she showered as she had been ordered then dried herself quickly. She felt like crying but couldn't let herself do that. She dressed quickly and put on a little make up, and after taking a last glance to make certain that she looked pretty, she hurried out.
Crossing the campus she had to remind herself not to run. Fear of Alma, and that strange twisted fascination she felt towards the woman forced her to hurry as quickly as she could. As each step took her closer to the woman's rooms she recalled the night before; she could almost taste the woman's hard nipple in her mouth and she shuddered.
At the door she hesitated for a second, trying to gain control of her fear but it was hopeless. She heard a stirring in the room and knocked before Alma could come storming out looking for her. There was the sound of a firm tread, then the door opened. Alma stood there smiling, wearing only a dressing gown, and Gloria could sense that there was nothing under it, even though she couldn't see.
"Well, Miss Henderson, what a pleasant surprise." She said mocking the trembling Gloria. She stepped aside and motioned for Gloria to enter. She stood in the center of the room, not even willing to look around. As she stood there she heard the door shut behind her and the lock being set.
"There baby, we're safe from the world, for now anyway," the blond said and the meaning of the words sunk in slowly. Gloria felt the other come close behind her and her shoulders shrunk up to protect herself without knowing what was coming. Instead of being struck she felt the woman's hard hands, on her arms. The big woman laughed as Gloria flinched and she whispered in her ear.
"Relax baby, this is going to be fun-time. I only had to talk rough to make certain that you'd come to me. Fm not going to hurt a pretty thing like you!!" The woman's arms went around her and held her. She felt Alma's hard breasts press against her back and shuddered when she felt lips running along her neck. Alma kissed her neck and ear for what seemed like an hour.
Each movement of Alma's lips brought new spasms of sexual pleasure. Gloria felt an intense shame as she felt the grip on her shaken emotions being torn aside. She felt herself responding to the kisses and she almost cried out when Alma loosened her grip on her and raised her hands so that each cupped a breast! Her large fingers gripped the breasts and the pain-pleasure made her thighs tremble. Alma pressed herself up against her harder and she felt the firm thighs and the hard belly pressed against her own soft buttocks. The feel of another body so close was exciting regardless of whose body it was!!!
"Come on, pretty, come with me." Alma murmured into her ear and Gloria felt herself being pushed gently down the hall. These rooms were much like hers and she knew they were headed for the bedroom! The door was open and she was pushed into the room. It was a dark rose color, the bed was white and large, and she stared at the white square and tried not to think of what would happen in that bed. Alma was talking to her again.
"Turn around here, honey, you look nice but you have far too many things on for what I have in mind." Gloria turned and stared into the eyes of the bigger woman. Once again the eyes had a smoky look. The lips looked terribly red against the woman's very white skin. The lips smiled at her, then loomed closer and she felt them press against her own. Her lips were pressed open by the tongue again and she shook inwardly as the firm organ found her tongue and twined around it! As they kissed, hands unbuttoned her blouse deftly. The fingers found the zipper on her skirt and it was loosened. She felt the skirt fall, and the fingers found her half slip and pushed it down to join the skirt.
Alma breathed a bit faster as her hand traced across Gloria's belly and found her puffy mound under her tight panties. The slick feel of the material enhanced the feeling as she toyed with the smaller woman's vulva. Gloria moaned but the sound was muffled by Alma's tongue that still wormed around in her mouth. Swiftly the hands caressed up her body and pushed the loose blouse down the arms that hung at her sides. The fingers crept around her now and found the tab of her bra; they tugged and the pressure of the bra relaxed. Alma swayed away for a moment and the bra fell to the floor between them.
"Here, honey," Alma whispered as she broke away from the kiss, "here look what I have for you!!" She stepped back a few feet and pulled at the tie at the top of her robe. The robe fell open and she hurriedly shrugged it down her arms to the floor. She stood before Gloria, nude.
Despite her horror at her situation, Gloria had to admit that Alma was a beautiful nude. She had seen her before, but here the light was better, the color of the room made her skin glow, making it look like fresh ivory. The breasts were massive but they didn't hang or sag, the belly was full and rounded but no flab showed, the thighs were like columns that rose to frame the pale yellow pubic hair that barely covered the full lips of her vulva. As she stared, Gloria was aware of the devil in her head. He laughed and sighed, enjoying the sight of flesh making her own body tremble.
Alma was content with her impact on Gloria and came back to her quickly. She embraced her and for the first time in her life Gloria felt another woman's naked breasts smash up against hers. She felt the flames in her groin ignite. Alma pressed against her as they kissed again. One hand dropped down her spine and cupped one of her buttocks. Alma pulled her head back and stared down at Gloria.
"Mmmmm, what nice apples you have down there, honey. I'm going to love to eat those out, would you like that?" Somehow Gloria knew what she meant and she almost" cried at the depraved thought! Alma mistook the response for pleasure. "Yes! Yes I will honey,
I'm going to love every pretty inch of you!!" She laughed, and reaching down caught the other buttock and lifted. Gloria felt herself leave the floor and found herself dangling in the big blond's arms. She felt squashed and breathless but Alma only laughed and squeezed her tighter. "Here doll, let me show you how glad I am that you came!" she whispered and put the dazed smaller woman back on her feet.
Quickly she knelt before Gloria and looked up at her. She smiled a wicked smile and reached up, her fingers finding the tight band of the panties. Gloria felt a wild excitement as she felt her last defense being pulled down to her feet Hands lifted each foot and whisked the scrap of material away. She felt Alma's breath on her belly and goose pimples covered her body. Still smiling up at her, Alma stuck out her large red tongue and pressed it up against her pulsing vulva! Even if the touch was only on the lips the responding sensation was shattering.
Gloria was so shaken she almost fell, and would have if Alma hadn't held her upright. Firm hands gripped her thighs and spread them; she had to move her feet to keep from falling. She couldn't tear her stricken eyes away from the woman at her knees and she watched as the blond head bent forwards again. The tongue burrowed in through the hairs and found her swelling cunt lips. The tip slid between them and made a few rapid up and down movements, spreading the lubrication over the entire labia. She remembered how Chuck had done this for her last night but he was a child compared to Alma!!
"Oghhhhhhhh, please, don't do that, it's perverted, it's so wrong!" She groaned but she put little force behind it and both of them knew she was begging for it to continue. The blond head moved in a nodding motion, dragging the stiff tongue over the swollen clitoris. Gloria's legs started to shake and she was certain that she would fall in a second. Alma sensed this and withdrew her tongue. Before she got to her feet she gave Gloria's entire sexual area a loud and lingering smacking kiss. Then Alma quickly rose and held the smaller woman as she swayed and nearly fell. She felt the bigger woman's arms around her again and as she was being backed towards the big white bed, the whispering began again.
"Ohooooo you taste so sweet, honey!! I could eat you all day," she giggled. "Maybe I will some time. Oh baby, if that poor dyke Leana Jefferies ever gets her mouth on you, you won't be able to walk for a week! Some night we'll have to get her over here for you and we'll have a nice girl party, mmmmm?"
Gloria was saved from having to answer because at that moment her knees hit the edge of the bed and she couldn't help herself, she fell back on it The sudden fall unbalanced Alma and she fell heavily on top of her. Alma laughed and rolled over on her side by Gloria. One hand trailed across her belly and the fingers wormed down into her pubic hairs. The warm flow of desire came over her again, she sighed and was vaguely surprised to see her thighs lift and separate as if to invite the searching fingers in deeper. She didn't recall having decided to open them but she couldn't close them now; Alma's hand darted in between them and she felt the fingers spreading her sex, toying and teasing her to a higher plane of excitement!
"Ohhhhh, that feels-" She couldn't find the words to tell how it felt. She still felt ashamed to be in such a position with another woman but her hungry body refused to allow the shame to interfere with the pleasure it was getting.
"Fm glad you like it, honey," Alma breathed, not taking her eyes off the twisting and undulating belly of the smaller woman. "Here Gloria, here, please baby, I want this." Gloria looked up to see what she was talking about but she didn't need to ask. Directly over her face hung one of Alma's large white breasts. The deep red nipple pointed down at her. It was hard again and pointed at her mouth!! She felt shy and strange as she lifted her chin and caught the dangling nipple in her lips.
"Ahhhhhh right!! That's it pretty, suck it, ohhh yesssss!" The finger began to flash in and out of Gloria's exposed lips as thrill after thrill raced through her. She forgot her shyness and sucked the nipple as hard as she could. Eager to repay some of the pleasure she felt, she raised her hand and caught the other nipple and her unexperienced fingers explored the woman's breast Alma squirmed and sighed.
"That's nice, honey, but don't you think you could find a better place for that hand?" Gloria couldn't understand. Alma laughed softly and lay flat beside her, and with her free hand she guided Gloria's down her own belly and to her blond forest between her legs. Before she knew what was happening she felt her fingers dip between the puffy lips and her forefinger bumped against the enlarged clitoris. The feel of the other's moisture on her fingers excited her and she began to slip her fingers up and down, trying to match the other's rhythm.
Soon the room was silent. Faint sucking sounds came as the fingers worked in and out of the moist channels. They lay beside each other, arm across arm. They didn't move except for the wrists and fingers. Gloria was above herself, as if she could look down and watch. Nothing mattered anymore, nothing. She had forced the inner voice that had tried to stop her from enjoying this illicit joy completely out of her mind. All her life she had viewed lesbians with a sort of horror and sadness, now she lay with one and found that she loved it!! She thought of how Alma had kissed and sucked at her.
Vaguely she wondered if Alma would want that from her? She wondered but she didn't take the prospect seriously. Her train of thought was broken as Alma speeded up the stroke. Her busy fingertips twirled against Gloria's clitoris. Alma was panting as she spoke.
"Do you like this, pretty?? Can you feel that?"
"Ohoooo, yesssssss, oh God!! I feel it, it's driving me wild! Please go faster!!" Alma laughed aloud and pulled her finger away. Gloria was stunned. "Ohooo nooooooo, don't stop, please!!" A hard note came into the blond's voice.
"You want more, pretty?"
**Yessssss, please yes!"
"No more of this shy virgin shit? You'll do what you're told from now on?"
"Yes, yes!! Ill be good!" Her voice rose to a childish whine, she hated herself but her need was so great! She was frantic, she tried to put her own finger in place of Alma's but the blond slapped it away.
"OK pretty, hop up here and I'll show you a nice little treat" She grasped Gloria and pulled her on top of herself. Gloria found herself laying on the woman. She was confused as to what was expected of her. Alma pressed her down until she felt her wet vulva collide with Alma's. The effect took her breath away! Alma spread her legs and pressed tighter as she grated at the bewildered Gloria.
"Go on!! Wiggle, press down, you stupid cunt, don't you even know how girls fuck? Wiggle that ass!!" To underline her harsh words she slapped Gloria's wiggling buttocks hard. Again and again she slapped making the smaller woman move frantically to escape the stinging palm. Tears came to Gloria's eyes and as she pressed and ground herself against the other, she tried not to think about the terrible pleasure the slaps brought to her. She tried to deny the pleasure. She wasn't stupid. She knew what people who got pleasure from being beaten were called and she refused to believe that of herself!!
Soon she had the technique down and their cunts blended and clitoris rubbed clitoris on each stroke. The rising excitement was back and she lost all reason as she abandoned any pretense at modesty and desperately sought her release in orgasm.
"Oh that's sooo good, pretty!! Yes, you have it now!" As Alma spoke she stopped hitting and her palm soothed and stroked Gloria's sore buttocks.
At first Gloria didn't realize what Alma was doing. She felt a sharp pain as the other's finger forced its way into her own tight little anus!! Again the pain spurred her to faster motions, she slapped her groin against Alma. She moaned a protest at the cruel invasion. For a moment the finger was withdrawn and she was relieved out the relief was short. Alma moved slightly and pressed a fat finger to Gloria's mouth!!
"Here baby, suck it and make it nice and wet. The wetter you get it, the easier it goes in!" Gloria almost rebelled but another sharp slap across her burning buttocks reminded her of her promise and, her face burning with shame, she sucked and licked the offered finger!!
When she was satisfied, Alma pressed the wet finger against the tight ring of muscle. Gloria's mouth popped open in a silent scream as the large finger forced into her. The relentless finger whirled around and sent sparks of that strange pleasure through her. Her own pace increased as the finger pressed in deeper. She could hear Alma's harsh breathing and knew that she too was near a climax. The big woman tossed and rolled under her as they panted in unison. The punishment of the finger drove her on to wilder gyrations despite her physical exhaustion.
Alma came first, giving a loud series of shouts and cries and throwing her heavy thighs across Gloria's back. Her finger jerked loose as she hugged the woman close. The relief from the pain was wonderful but Gloria felt strangely empty. The feeling didn't interfere with her body's thunder and she screamed as her own orgasm whipped and tore at her.
"Aieeeeee, oh ohhhh!!!!!" Their animal sounds mingled as they frantically pressed belly to belly on the big white bed.
For a long time afterwards Gloria felt as if she was floating. She heard nothing, she felt nothing. A deep feeling of fulfillment invaded her and soothed her as she lay in a sort of suspended limbo. Slowly, as the feeling faded, she became aware of the room. She realized that she was alone in the bed. She hadn't felt Alma leave her but now she was alone. She heard a scraping sound and opened her eyes and watched as the big woman stood in front of a dresser. She was taking something from the drawer.
Gloria studied the body of the other woman and tried to understand the total enjoyment she had felt in her arms. She tried not to judge, tried not to feel shame in her action, but tried to understand. When she recalled her reaction to the painful spanking she became frightened and tried to push that from her mind. The implications of her enjoyment and her easy surrender to fear bothered her and she refused to think about it. Instead she stirred on the bed and stretched, enjoying the simple animal feel of her body on the smooth sheets.
Alma heard the bed move and looked over her shoulder. She smiled as she spoke. "Hey, you're back with us, eh? For a while there I thought you might be passed out or something. You really love to come don't you, honey? I've never seen anybody get so carried away for so long! Well, pretty, I like that too, and I've got something here that will help us both enjoy the morning more!" She grinned at Gloria as she turned towards her and walked to the bed. At first Gloria couldn't see exactly what she had in her hands but, as she came near, she could see it clearly. In her large hands she held a large pink colored shaft that was attached to some sort of a harness. Alma tossed it carelessly, on the bed. She walked past Gloria and headed down the hall. Curious, Gloria picked it up.
She stared at it for a moment until she saw that it was an out-sized model of a penis! She dropped the thing and sat up in bed as she stared at it When she was a teenager and in school she had heard of these things, "dildos", but she had never seen one before. The shaft and head were well modeled and she felt a tingle of fear pass through her as she tried to imagine the large thing pressing into her. She stared at it as a rabbit stares at a snake in fascination.
Alma came back into the room and caught her staring at it. The big woman laughed as she set a jar of ointment on the bed-stand.
"Remind you of anybody you know, honey??" Gloria blushed and shook her head. "Me either," Alma laughed. "I'd love to meet the brute who modeled for it, wouldn't you??" As she rubbed the ointment on the shaft, Alma laughed and sat on the bed. Gloria moved, and Alma reached out and ran a practiced hand down her breasts. Gloria was surprised and looked quickly at Alma. The woman's expression was odd and for some reason made her uneasy. Alma smiled and continued to stroke her breasts.
"How would you like that thing up your tight little ass, pretty?" Gloria flinched as if she had been hit and the woman laughed again. "Oh ho! We wouldn't like that a bit would we? Didn't dear Doc Silvers break in your pretty ass, honey? NO! He must be getting old. Never you mind honey, he will!! You could do worse, pretty, he knows the route and believe me, it takes a pro to do the job right, at least for the first time!"
Her words were frightening, and her hard fingers continued to tug and pinch Gloria's nipples. Gloria was faintly surprised to feel a tiny glowing coal of excitement growing in her again. She wasn't surprised that she could respond to, a woman; the ugly truth of her attraction to Alma was already painfully apparent. Her surprise was centered around her ability to respond again so soon!
Alma could sense her response and aggressively pulled Gloria to her and they kissed. Gloria felt like a rag doll as she was being pulled and pressed, she couldn't fight; her body refused to resist the sensuous caresses, and almost instantly she was dismayed to find herself totally aroused!
"My, my, aren't you a hot-boxed little cunt?" Alma breathed as the passionate kiss finally broke. She slid her hand down Gloria's silky belly. As her fingers reached the other's plump mound she was amused to see the thighs spread rapidly to give her hand room. A few strokes of her finger had the smaller woman completely aroused. As she listened to Gloria gasp for breath a hard expression crossed her face. The smile that followed would have frightened Gloria if she'd seen it.
When she was certain that Gloria was completely aroused, she roughly pushed her sprawling on the bed.
"OK, pretty, game time!" Gloria stared at her, she didn't understand. She felt cheated and her hunger held her helpless in its grip. Alma grinned again. "It's OK, honey, it's just that I need more to light my fire! Here, take this and play with it. Maybe watching will help me get up." She threw the dildo to the startled Gloria. The smaller woman stared at it for a moment, then slowly she picked it up. She refused to look at it further, refused to admit she even held the evil thing! Still grinning, Alma pressed her back and guided the hand holding the shaft. They both watched as the large tip pressed and rubbed down against her soft vulva.
When she felt the obscene pressure against her sex, Gloria felt her resolve fade away. Quickly Alma showed her how to twirl the tube and work the head in and out between the lips. Gloria sighed and jiggled the shaft, sending ripples of pleasure through her body. She closed her eyes and imagined that it was Jerry or Chuck seeking an entrance to her writhing body. She tried not to think of Silvers; even in this state she feared him. She was so enthralled with the firm prodding of the big head that she didn't notice the movement of the bed as Alma got up. The pleasure became more intense as she tried to work the head up inside of herself. She felt her excitement rise each time she pressed it deeper. She had just managed to cram the whole head inside her wet opening when she became aware of a strange clicking sound!!
She couldn't stop the probing motions but she opened her eyes and stared around the room. Her. searching eyes found themselves staring directly into the lens of a camera!! Before she could respond to what she saw, she heard Alma's urgent words.
"Don't stop, pretty!! Go on, you'll look great in these shots! Don't worry honey, you can have them later. You can look at them a little later but don't stop now!!" Despite the words Gloria panicked, she sat up and tried to get off the bed. She had forgotten to withdraw the dildo and it hung down on her thighs. Alma stepped towards the bed and delivered a stinging slap across Gloria's cheek.
"Get back on the bed!" she barked. "Do as you're told, baby, or I'll smack you harder." No one had ever hit her that hard in her life and it terrified her. As Alma raised her hand for another blow, Gloria lay back on the bed. "Put your hand back on it and smile for the camera, honey." Gloria sensed that the woman was excited and was eager for another excuse to strike. Her face felt stiff as leather as she tried to smile. The camera clicked again and again as Gloria posed, changing positions back and forth as she was ordered. Alma insisted she keep working the prick in and out of herself. As she did it worked deeper into her. She was still terribly aroused and the feel of the hard tube as it stretched her, inching further up into her, drove her frenzy higher. Her hips wouldn't stay still, they rolled over and over as the rod was sucked into her.
Gloria had forgotten the camera as she became so engrossed in masturbating herself. Alma moved to the bed and smiled down at the panting woman. Then she climbed on beside her. Gloria didn't notice Alma's presence until the woman crawled over her and straddled her chest! Alma quickly scooted forward and pressed her blond crotch against Gloria's amazed face. She struggled for a moment but Alma gripped her head and held her like a vise.
"Come on pretty, keep on going but while you're at it let me have some fun too. Don't play around, honey, you know I can make you do it so just be a good little girl and put that juicy fat tongue out here for me!!" She continued to grin down at the frightened woman under her.
Gloria wanted to scream but when she opened her mouth to protest she found Alma's fleshy lips pressing against her mouth and a strange taste flooded her taste buds. She wanted to refuse but she couldn't. She could sense the other's will-power forcing her and she shuddered as her tongue pressed out and into the flesh and hair that was spread across her tear-stained face.