She was my fantasy in high school–homecoming queen, top of the class, three different sports. Now my fantasy had come true and Miss Thing cleaned my house every weekend, turned her paychecks over to me, and begged to eat me out all in ratty reminders of her high school glory days.
Having spent the whole term on her roommates’ course work instead of her own, she had hoped to catch up with her own studies during spring break. But Jenna and Laura insisted she come along as they partied. As their chair. They didn’t care she was about to lose her scholarship; they knew she would find some other way to pay for their rent.
Once at the festival, the pair introduced festival rules: no speaking unless spoken to or required to do a task. When not acting as a chair, follow three steps behind so as not to annoy them. They’ll snap their fingers when they need me.
“Hey!! You must be Laura! It’s so cool they finally let me have a roommate again!
So, ground rules: One, I’m not one of those bookworm types or cleaning freaks, so homework and chores are on you. Two, this is my bed for sleeping in, and the other is my bed for my plushies. So you have to sleep on the floor or in the tub or something. Three, I have a more expensive taste than you – I can tell from your clothes. So we’ll need to pool our cash for my shopping trips. And four, sometimes I go a bit overboard with the pranks I play, but to keep the peace, you have to agree to forgive anything I’ve done if I let you kiss my feet to make up. Okeyyy, roomie??”
Now, even though both are my beds, you’re to make them every morning once I’m up and about for the day. I just throw my clothes on the floor, so you can put them in the hamper, and was them all when the hamper is full. There’s a list of the rest of chores on the back of the door.
It’ll be easier if you leave your credit cards and debit cards in my wallet. You really don’t seem fit to be in charge of them, after all. If you run out, you can just sign your work-study checks over to me.
I’ll send you my class syllabi and assignments as they come in so just be on the lookout for them. Homework is to be done naked and on the floor, since the desks and chairs are mine too. I need it a day before it’s due so I can check your work.
Any questions? Oh, names? Well, you can call me Ma’am, Mistress,or Goddess. I’ll call you whatever I feel like it, so just get used to answering to any random insults you hear, okay worm? Good girl. Now go down to the vending machines and bring me back some junk food.
Getting hired as a stress reliever for the male teachers is a acceptable career choice for any girl. You would also provide some excitement for the male students and function as a role model for the girls.
Such a good girl. She’s learning to smile when she gets what she needs. It’s hard sometimes, but she’s learning.
Always smile when your owner or daddy pays attention to you. It doesn’t matter what sort of attention, any attention for a dumb little fucktoy is good attention.
