CHAPTER 12

Monica immediately froze and turned her head to find out who had said that.

As she'd thought, it was an annoyed looking Kate, and Erin was by her side. The funny thing though was that Kate looked like a horny slut with her body naked from head to toe except for her real pearl necklace, plus all the cum on her big tits and face. Even the way she had her hands on her hips in irritation made her look that much more desirable. By contrast, Erin was dressed in everyday clothes (a T-shirt and shorts, plus underwear), as if she was about to pick up her backpack and head to her next class. She was smirking with wry amusement.

Kate's voice was dripping with sarcasm. "It looks like you've gone above and beyond the call of duty helping to keep Ryan's cock warm. Gee, I sure don't remember giving you permission to FUCK HIM WITH YOUR TITS! Furthermore, I EXPLICITLY told you NOT to suck him! But you've got a good two inches of his cockhead in your mouth as we speak, and it looks like you're going for more!"

Monica sheepishly tilted her head back, freeing Ryan's boner from her lip-lock. She let go of the outer sides of her tits as well, causing his long pole to slide out of her cleavage. However, she kept her body were it was, since the other two girls were angled so that she could look at them merely by turning her head. (They were to the side, not behind, because they wanted a good look at the action.)

Monica spoke with her best apologetic face, "Gee, I'm really sorry! But it's not like that! I was just... well, I got a little carried away."

"I'll say!" Kate complained. Knowing that Ryan was looking at her, she switched her pose to folding her arms under her massive rack. That allowed her to still look irate at Monica while emphasizing the size of her already enormous melons for Ryan's sake. "Not only did you do all that, but what's with all this talk about you being a slave?!"

Erin chimed in, "Yeah, and I'm confused. You can't POSSIBLY still be a virgin, can you? I could swear I remember you talking about having sex with your boyfriends, complaining about their stamina. Was that part of your cover when you have a girlfriend or something?"

Monica replied, "No, I'm definitely not a virgin, I can assure you of that! Who's still a virgin in college at this day and age?! Sheesh! Only total losers!"

That hit Kate hard, since of course she still was a virgin. Luckily, she was good at hiding her true feelings from having to fake her emotions so often as part of her princess persona, so she didn't reveal that with an embarrassed look.

Ryan was very disappointed to hear that. He hadn't known what was reality and what was fantasy, especially since his reality had turned into a kind of a non-stop fantasy all evening. He'd been convinced that Monica really was a virgin. He was looking forward to busting her cherry later in the evening, since she was his sex slave tonight.

He tried hard not to show his disappointment and act cool.

Monica continued, "We were just role-playing, that's all. You know, a role-play. Since I really am Ryan's sex slave, but only for the evening, I kind of went off, pretending like I was his real slave, forever. Total fantasy stuff. So why not go a little further and talk about being a virgin?" She turned back to Ryan. "You got off on that, didn't you?"

He was startled to be addressed. But he quickly recovered. "Oh, uh, yeah! Definitely! Good job!" To take some of the heat of Monica, who hadn't done anything really wrong in his opinion, he gave Kate

an unhappy look. "Too bad we were rudely interrupted, just when it was getting good."

Kate looked away sheepishly. Normally she could stand her ground against anybody, but with Ryan she felt curiously powerless. She tried to redirect the focus back to Monica's mistakes. "Sorry about that.

But that doesn't change the fact that you were about to swallow his entire cockhead! We got here just in time!"

"I was not!" Monica complained, even though she very much was.

"You were too! You were slobbering all over him like you couldn't get enough. And I explicitly told you not to!"

Erin rolled her eyes. "Can we not bicker? Besides, doesn't anyone want to hear what happened with Nancy?"

Ryan very much wanted to hear that. However, he also saw this as a good opportunity to assert his growing control over Kate, and hopefully the other two too. He said, "Of course. But, before we get to that, I have to make a couple of things clear."

He stared resolutely into Kate's cummy face, avoiding the temptation of ogling her massive tits, pushed forward with her arms underneath. "Monica is my sex slave for the evening. As such, she'll do exactly as I say and will be punished if she fails me. As such, whatever she does with me is my business only, including titfucks and the like. As for you, Kate, remember that you're my personal slut now. You're in no position to tell Monica what she can and cannot do to me."

Kate was very horny, and yet not that horny relative to how insanely horny she'd been before the Nancy interruption. As a result, she was feeling more assertive, and said, "Wait. When did I ever agree to be your personal slut? I certainly didn't tell you that!"

Ryan was startled to hear that. It didn't fit with his "porn logic." However, he quickly recovered to say, "No, you didn't, but then again it's not up to you. I claimed you, remember? Anyway, this is exactly why spankings are important. Monica, you disobeyed when Kate told you not to suck my cock, so I'm going to give you a spanking right now."

Monica was startled and upset to hear that. She'd never been spanked as an adult, and she certainly didn't want to start now. "What?! Wait! No! For one thing, you just said Kate was in no position to restrict what I was doing to you in the first place. And besides, I didn't REALLY suck you. I didn't even reach the crown."

She added with pride, "You'll know when I start sucking you for real, believe me! And La Bestia - The Beast! - he'll know too! I'm gonna fucking suck you so good and long that you'll see stars, and then your stars will see stars!"

He chuckled at that. "Those are valid points. That might help you in a fair debate. But remember, you're my sex slave tonight. I'll spank you if I feel like it, and I happen to feel like it. But, since you did make some valid points, I promise I'll go easy on you. You'll probably have more orgasms than smacks."

He didn't know if that last comment was true, and he highly doubted it was even possible. However, he could see that Monica was bristling against the spanking idea. Technically, she was his sex slave tonight, but it really was just an extended role-play. She could up and quit at any time if she wasn't having fun, and he knew that. So he was trying to indicate that it would be a very enjoyable experience for her.

It was a good thing he'd done that, because Monica had been about to put her foot down and demand that if he was going to spank her, she was done. However, she was intrigued, very intrigued. She'd heard of sexy spankings meant to arouse instead of punish. She was willing to give it a go if it was one

of those.

As a result, she just remained quiet. That was very unusual for the talkative Monica.

Ryan patted his upper thighs. "Monica, please get up on my lap. I'll spank you while Erin delivers the news. As for you, Kate, you already have a big spanking coming. It just got bigger, due to your untimely interruption."

He was a nice guy at heart, and normally he never would have said these sorts of things to Kate and Monica. But he was trying to operate by "porn logic." He had to push himself to be more demanding in order to get Kate to accept her new role.

Kate's mouth fell open. "But... but... that's unfair!" Her hands went back to her hips, making her look sexier than ever. "Besides, what about my blowjob?! You said if I did that, you'd cancel the spanking!"

"No, I said if you did something 'extraordinary,' I'd cut you some slack. Your blowjob was good. But still, it was your first, and that showed. I'll expect much better from you in the future. And you didn't suck me to orgasm. So I guess I can cut you a little slack, but the spanking is still on."

He wished he didn't have to be so harsh. He wanted to praise Kate's first blowjob to the high heavens. As far as he was concerned, the mere fact that it was Kate who had done it had made it one of the greatest blowjobs in the entire history of the universe. But he felt he had to maintain his hard-to-get dominant persona.

While he was speaking, Monica had crawled onto his lap and laid face down. She muttered to herself, "No me puedo creer que esté haciendo esto. Lo juro, él debe ser El Diablo!" ("I can't believe I'm doing this. I swear, he must be the Devil!")

Kate wanted to complain more, and assert that he didn't have the right to spank her at will. But she was awestruck and breathless by the sight of Monica laying across his lap in preparation to be spanked.

Monica's body was startlingly beautiful in and of itself, especially given the way her brown-skin contrasted with Ryan's much fairer skin above and below. But mostly, she forgot to breathe for a long moment because she realized, That's going to be ME! Later, maybe as soon as he's done with her, he's going to take ME across his lap and smack the hell out of me! Oh God! Dear God! Have mercy!

Erin could see Kate was on the verge of putting up a serious protest as soon as she gathered her wits together and recovered from the sexy yet scary sight of Monica. Erin didn't want that to happen, since she was trying to get Ryan to assert his control over Kate for her own reasons. So she stepped forward and said, "Okay, I'm ready to give my report about Nancy. Ryan, may I?"

"Yes, you may." He was secretly thrilled that she'd asked him permission.

He put both hands on Monica's ass, which was presented as if on a platter in his lap. He noticed once again just how much her ass cheeks jutted out, creating an especially deep ass crack. It was a very close call, but he decided that out of the three hourglass-shaped beauties, Monica had the best ass.

He said to Erin, "I don't want to interrupt you with lots of distracting ass smacks, so I'll just warm her ass up until you're done." Already, he was freely fondling Monica's ass. He even pushed her upper thighs slightly apart in anticipation of playing with her pussy in between.

His dick wasn't being stimulated in any way, which was practically unprecedented for this evening. But he was plenty happy to let it be and enjoy fondling Monica's ass and pussy. That was such an arousing prospect that he wasn't in danger of going flaccid anytime soon.

Erin nodded to him, like a soldier about to give a report. "Very good. Now, fiiiinally, I can reveal that Nancy wasn't in the hallway, but she was in her room. And that's very suspicious in and of itself, because there's a party going on downstairs, and she loves a good party. Why would she just sit alone in

her room when normally she would be downstairs having fun?"

Kate, who had talked this over with Erin already some while Monica had been busy titfucking and licking Ryan's cock, chimed in, "I agree. That's very unlike her." She was glad to put her difficult issues with Ryan aside for a while to focus on the Nancy problem.

Erin continued, "We must logically conclude she was lingering around to try to see if she heard more suspicious noises coming from this room. So we definitely have a problem on our hands. Anyway, I knocked on her door and she answered it. I gave her the whole watching-a-porn-film excuse that we'd worked out. I thought I was pretty convincing. As you can see, I look convincingly normal, don't I?"

She waved a hand down her body, showing off her clothes. But then she said to herself, as if startled, "Hey! What am I doing still wearing clothes?! That's stupid!" She began to strip. She started by dramatically pulling a green T-shirt she'd borrowed from Kate over her head.

She acted as if she'd just thought to take her clothes off, but actually she had cleverly chosen to wait until she had Ryan's full attention before doing so. Monica, Kate, and her were far from enemies, but they were in a friendly, unspoken competition for his attention.

She tossed the T-shirt away and started working on removing her bra. "The problem is, I don't know if she was convinced or not. She sounded like she was convinced, but what's she really thinking? How can we know? It's a big problem."

She finished quickly with the bra and tossed that aside too. Then she bent forward, putting her hands on her knees. Pretending as if she were getting closer due to interest in Monica's situation, she asked Ryan, "Hey, I thought you said you were going to warm her up?" She was a bit interested in that, but mostly she just wanted to bend forward to show off her massive bare breasts dangling forward.

He was distracted by that mouth-watering sight to such an extent that he was temporarily struck speechless. (That secretly delighted Erin to no end.) But he quickly recovered to say, "Good point."

His hands had merely been resting on Monica's ass, because he was distracted by Erin's words and especially her sexy striptease. But now he gave Monica a sharp smack on her nearest ass cheek.

Monica immediately yelled, "HEY!"

But he ignored that. He immediately reached between her powerful thighs and slid two fingers up and down her pussy lips. Detecting they were wet and swollen, he pushed those fingers into her slit. He went slowly just in case she really was a virgin and she still had her hymen, but that was not the case.

He was struck immediately by how hot and tight her pussy was. He'd read countless erotic stories using "hot" and "tight" to describe pussies. However, it was one thing to read it and another to actually feel it. Besides, he could easily imagine a pussy being tight when a stiff penis was in it, but he was surprised by how much Monica's clenched around just his two fingers.

He muttered, "God, that's a tight one! Monica, how am I going to fuck you when you're this tight?" It was a serious concern for him.

Monica was glad to hear that. Her annoyance at his ass smack was already forgotten, especially since her head was filled with thoughts of getting skewered on his huge cock. She said, "That's a VERY good question! Since I'm only exactly five feet tall, I'm smaller all over. And I DO have a tight cunt on top of that, plus you have an absolutely GIGANTIC cock! It's going to be a real adventure! I'll probably scream my lungs out until I'm hoarse!"

He was extremely aroused to hear that. His boner even twitched so much in response that it poked up against her bare tummy all on its own. His fingers moved in and out of Monica's pussy, and he hadn't even consciously started that. His super aroused body had done it on its own.

She giggled in response to his cock twitch. She reached between his legs and found his erection. She purred in her extra husky voice, "Somebody likes the sound of that! I think it could be The Beast that's talking!" Her fingers quickly found his sweet spot and managed to rub it, despite the awkward positioning.

Erin coughed on purpose. She'd stopped her striptease after getting topless because Ryan was looking at Monica's ass instead of her. She was regretting reminding him he wasn't "warming" her up.

He looked up at Erin apologetically, only to get a jolt of arousal from seeing her still bending towards him with her huge tits swelled forward, plus Kate standing next to her looking fabulously sexy with her perfect nude body and her cummy skin. He completely forgot what he was going to say.

But then he remembered, "Ah. Sorry, Erin. I got a little distracted there. I want you to continue. But first, I have to mention that Monica's talk of screaming reminds me we need to be extra careful making noise with Nancy possibly nearby. For instance, Monica let out a pretty loud 'hey' after I smacked her ass like this." He smacked Monica's ass again, but on her other ass cheek this time.

Monica started to yell "He-" but she caught herself. That was frustrating.

He sweetened that pill by resuming his fingerbanging, with more deliberate intent than his rather mindless effort until this point.

Then he added, with a happy smirk, "We can't have that sort of thing. Monica, remember, you're my slave tonight. No matter what I do to your ass, you have to stay quiet."

Monica muttered, "¡Qué bestia!" ("You beast!") But she did resolve to try a lot harder to be quiet, no matter what he did to her.

Kate definitely noticed those two smacks. She was unhappy that she was standing naked right in front of Ryan with her hands at her sides because she'd wiped her pussy clean a few minutes earlier when she'd been talking to Erin elsewhere in the room, but already the prospect of Ryan spanking her was making her pussy leak new rivulets of cum down her inner thighs.

That was nearly impossible in her mind. She recalled the many times her boyfriends had to use lube when going down on her, because she had such trouble getting wet. And now she was practically gushing, due mostly to thoughts about getting spanked. That was humiliating, and that was arousing her still more. She thought about covering her pussy mound with her hands, but that felt like admitting defeat.

Ryan said to Erin, "Sorry. Please continue."

Erin stood back up, only to resume her striptease. She slowly pulled her shorts down her legs, deliberately leaving her panties behind so she could continue her show with them. She said, "What you just said is a problem. I think the odds are highly likely that you're going to fuck at least one of us tonight, quite possibly all three of us! Furthermore, Monica is spot on: you're gonna have her screaming bloody murder as you impale her tight little cunt with your enormous Beast! But will Kate or I really be better off? Won't we scream to the high heavens as well when you relentlessly pound us with your gigantic tool? What do you think, Kate?"

Erin did have a legitimate point in there somewhere. But mainly she was just having fun getting everyone, including herself, still more aroused with fucking talk.

Kate was on the spot. The timing was unfortunate for her, because Erin's words aroused her so very much that she had just brought a hand to her pussy mound. She wasn't trying to cover up her embarrassing leakage, she had just started masturbating. Due to still having her hymen she couldn't push her fingers in, so she was rubbing two fingers up and down her wet slit, and pinching a nipple for

good measure.

She was a classic deer caught in headlights. It was a long, awkward silence before she remembered to say anything at all, and then she only managed, "Um, what?" Her face was turning red as she belatedly took her hands off her privates. She lied, badly, "Ah, uh, I wasn't masturbating just now! Really, I wasn't!"

Erin had no idea the trouble she'd cause my asking Kate that simple question, since she wasn't even looking her way. But she was secretly delighted. She bent over outrageously to take her shorts all the way off, doing so in side profile to help Ryan see. Then she stood back up to watch the Kate train wreck.

Ryan was having great fun with Monica's body, especially since she was still rubbing his sweet spot under her body. He had one hand fondling her ass cheeks and his other hand was alternating between diddling her clit and rubbing her pussy lips. He unexpectedly raised a hand up and then smacked the middle of Monica's ass, harder that before.

Monica gasped, but managed not to cry out.

Then he resumed fingerbanging her. His smack was actually intended more to unnerve Kate than being directed at Monica. He said to Kate in a stern voice, "Kate, don't lie to me! You just lied to me, lied to all of us. Didn't you?"

She knew when she'd been caught red-handed. She looked shamefully to the ground. Then she shut her eyes tightly altogether. Her blush was growing deeper. That latest smack had unnerved her a lot, especially as she noticed it was significantly harder than the two previous ones. She was tempted to rub her bare ass in sympathy.

She meekly replied, "Yes, yes I did." "Did what?"

"I lied."

Erin was extremely delighted, even though she'd had to put her striptease on hold again because Ryan was ignoring her again. Yes! This is EXACTLY the kind of thing Kate needs. She never listens to ANYBODY. I get the impression that even her parents can barely control her. But look at how she's obeying Ryan! All in less than two hours! Just think what he'll accomplish in two weeks! He's capable of remolding her entire personality, I think!

We DEFINITELY need her to agree to be his personal slut! And he needs to spank her. A lot! She had a startling, appealing thought. Oh! It would be so cool if I could secretly tell him what to spank her for and what the punishment should be. Monica could be on guard too. Then she'd have to behave with all the other Kappa girls, and beyond! No more bitchy "Princess Kate!"

He said in a stern voice to Kate, "You're a smart girl, very smart. I've seen you in Dr. Peterson's class, you're about the smartest, most knowledgeable student there. So I don't think I have to spell out that one of my personal sluts is never allowed to lie to me. Do I?"

Kate unthinkingly pinned her arms behind her back to show her obedience. It did wonders to her titanic tits. Furthermore, those tits were starting to heave up and down as her humiliation, and thus her arousal, grew and grew. She said, "No, you don't."

"Look at me when you're speaking to me. Never close your eyes at a time like this. Don't try to hide." Erin thought, Oooh! He's good!

He was good. Even he was surprised at how he was taking to this like a duck to water. All those years

of masturbating to erotic stories helped a lot, of course. The "porn logic" told him what to say. But it turned out he had a natural knack for this kind of thing too.

Kate opened her eyes and forced herself to make eye contact with him. It wasn't easy. Seeing that Kate was looking, he unexpectedly smacked Monica's ass again.

Kate's body visibly jerked in shock. Even as she was being chastised about masturbating, she felt an almost uncontrollable urge to masturbate some more, and right away. She was glad her hands were pinned behind her back.

Monica, though, was getting smart. She'd noticed he had paused fingerbanging her each time just before smacking her ass again. Plus, of course, he had withdrawn the hand fondling her ass in order to deliver the smack. So this time she was able to grit her teeth and brace herself. As a result, she didn't have to cry out.

Ryan said to Kate, "Since you're so smart, tell me what happens to personal sluts when they lie to their man?" He was tempted to say "master," but he didn't want to push his luck at this point.

"They... they... get spanked?"

He nodded. "Very good. Like this." He smacked Monica yet again, and it was the hardest one yet. But he immediately resumed his fondling of her to make up for it. Then he said to Kate, "You already are due to get spanked later, so I'll just have to smack you more. But there's still time between now and then for you to impress me and reduce your punishment by doing something extraordinary."

She started to say, "What-"

But he cut her off. "And don't ask me what 'extraordinary' means. Give me a pleasant surprise. That's part of what every good personal slut does for her man."

Kate nodded. She felt like her submission, as well as her humiliation, was total. DAMN! I just got OWNED! Ouch! And my ass is going to be paying for it! I wish I just could suck his cock some more right now. Then maybe I'd have half a chance to reduce my spanking to something reasonable!

After she said those words to herself, she thought them over in her mind. Oh God! What's happening to me?! I AM his personal slut now! I haven't admitted it as such, but it's a done deal because I've accepted it in my mind! Gaawwwd! I'm his personal SLUT! That means I'm going to be breaking my damn jaw every fucking day sucking his cock! And more! I'll walk funny all the time because he'll fuck me bow-legged! My tits will smell of his cum from all the pearl necklaces and titfucks!

Oh God! That sounds HOT! That sounds so fucking AWESOME!

I meant, uh, do I really want that?! It's bad too, right?! I still have time to fight this. I'm special. I'm a one-of-a-kind beauty. I still can say no. It's just that I need to suck his cock so bad!

Ryan was going to say more to her, but he noticed she was lost in thought. So he waited until she refocused again. Not surprisingly, her gaze went back to the way his hands were caressing Monica's ass and pussy. He asked Kate, "What are you thinking right now? You seem to be having some intense thoughts."

She admitted honestly, with a very red face, "I'm thinking about... sucking your cock!" It was tough for her to admit that, but once she did, the rest came easily. "I wish Erin would shut up with this whole fucking annoying Nancy problem, Monica would get out of the damn way, and then I could drop to my knees, engulf your huge cock in my mouth again even though my jaw is still sore from earlier, and then I'll suck your cock exactly the way it needs to be sucked! The way it deserves to be sucked! That's EXACTLY what I'm thinking!"

Of course, she felt even more humiliated and aroused after saying that, but she was also proud of herself for honestly speaking her thoughts (at least some of them). She licked her lips and salivated as she looked him over like a hungry steak.