CHAPTER 37

With Erin gone downstairs to talk to Jack, Ryan requested that the other girls put on some clothes. He pointed out that he felt sexually wiped out, and seeing them naked while he was in that state would make him feel more frustrated than pleased.

The girls didn't share the male biological limitation of only being able to cum a limited number of times a day. Furthermore, they were more used to staying up late than Ryan was. They felt somewhat tired, but they still were feeling somewhat frisky too. However, since he requested it, they agreed to put on bath robes. Kate briefly went back to her room to get her own robe, and she brought back a spare one for Ryan to wear. Jordan had already arrived in a robe, so she simply put that back on. Naturally, since they were gathered in Monica's room, Monica got her own robe from her closet.

Then Kate, Monica, and Jordan got busy with what they could do to help trap Jack. Each girl had a video camera of some kind, in addition to various digital cameras, cell phones, and tape recorders. Kate and Jordan brought their equipment back from their rooms, and Erin also left her video camera for them before she went downstairs.

Their preferred plan was to trap Jack somewhere private and then secretly record him saying and/or doing incriminating things. They didn't know where this would happen yet, but one possibility was to have Jack come up to one of their third floor bedrooms.

Ryan wished he could have helped with the equipment, but his dorm room was far away, and he didn't own a video camera anyway. He did have his cell phone on him, but they had a glut of cell phones already. He mostly just rested on a sofa and offered occasional suggestions to the others.

Just thinking about his dorm room was startling. Whoa! To think, I could be in my small, basic room right now, sitting alone. Maybe doing homework. But no! I'm here. This is a palace by comparison. Everything has changed, because I dared to go after the girl I wanted. Fortune really does favor the brave!

It was generally agreed that recording Jack on video was essential, and getting footage of him from more than one angle was even better, so it would be very difficult to dismiss their evidence as a fake. Since they happened to be in Monica's room already, they practiced hiding the video cameras around the room. They tried hiding them in dark nooks and covering all but the lenses with carefully arranged clothes. Then they had to test to see how the recording came out. They found some good spots that were virtually undetectable, including between the leaves of a large potted plant Monica happened to have in the middle of her room.

However, they had the problem of not knowing what part of the room needed to be the focus of their recording. They experimented with various arrangements of the four video cameras they had. Two cameras were secretly positioned to shoot sweeping views of nearly the entire room, while two more cameras focused in on the most likely spots for people to linger. They also contemplated using their cell phones to cover any gaps, especially when it came to recording sound. They could hide the phones here and there and have them record video as well.

The gist of their planning only took about five minutes. Then there was a lot of fiddling and honing to make sure they got the details just right. As they worked, Monica commented, "You know, this should work fine if we trap him in my room. But what if he gets lured somewhere else, like Kate's room? Or, even worse, somewhere downstairs? And what if we don't have much time to prepare for some new location?"

The others nodded grimly.

Kate said, "I think we could scramble in just a few minutes if we have to use my room or Erin's or Jordan's room. We've all got similar rooms, with lots of excellent hiding places. But downstairs, there's no telling. And if it takes place in a party atmosphere, the background noise could be loud and we might not get good audio. I'm counting on Erin to be smart: either she'll give us a plan to lure him up here, or she'll give us enough time to properly set up somewhere else."

Monica nodded. "True. Now, go to him." She pointed in Ryan's direction. Kate looked at Monica in confusion. "What? What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean. Ever since Ryan popped your cherry, you've been staring at him with a look that's a combination of 'lovestruck' and 'ravenously hungry.' The love bug has bit you hard, and I think that's cool. I know he's not up for more sexual fun at the moment, and even if he were, I have dibs on getting fucked next! But why don't you two lovebirds just hang out and start to get to know each other better?"

Kate had only been intermittently helpful with the video cameras because her gaze and attention kept drifting over to Ryan much of the time instead. She would have loved nothing more than to hang out with her new love. She felt incomplete if she wasn't at least touching him. However, she felt obliged to help out. She asked, "What about getting things ready? I don't want us to ruin our chances through a lack of planning. Getting revenge on the man who tried to humiliate my honey is VERY important to me!"

Monica said, "Don't worry about it. Jordan and I have things covered. If Erin were to come here with Jack in the next minute, all we'd need to do is hit record on each camera before we open the door.

Knock on wood that she won't do that without adequate warning, but still, we'd cope. I've got more to say to Jordan to get her up to speed on what happened with Ryan tonight before she got involved. So while we do that, and maybe fiddle around with the cameras a little more, that leaves you a chance to get to know Ryan in a non-sexual way."

Kate was torn. "Thanks, but... I don't want to fall back into my Princess Kate ways. And that sounds like the kind of preferential treatment I'm sort of addicted to."

Monica rolled her eyes. "Go for it, girl! It is special treatment, but you and him obviously have a special love connection developing. It's okay if you want to hang out for a while. I won't hold it against you. Will you, Jordan?"

Jordan had been standing by and listening. She shook her head. "Definitely not."

Monica smiled. "See? There you go. Now, if The Beast awakens, that's a different matter! Call me so I can help out right away!"

"I can do that. Thanks!" Kate practically flew across the room to the sofa where Ryan was resting.

His eyes were closed, but he was awake and paying attention. It was a good thing, because his blonde bombshell practically tackled him. Within seconds, they were passionately necking.

However, Kate knew that he did need a sexual break, so she soon disengaged and sat back on his lap. "Sorry, honey. I couldn't help myself there."

He grinned. "That's all right. I'll only dock you five for that." She frowned with concern. "Dock me five? What do you mean?" He blithely explained, "Five smacks on your ass, of course."

She stared in shock and dismay. She was suddenly very mindful of the lingering soreness in her ass from her spanking earlier.

He continued calmly, "For trying to arouse me while you know I need to recover. But don't worry, you won't have to get spanked until tomorrow, since your ass is red already. I figure I'll be spanking you at least once a day for a good while until you're cured of your spoiled princess ways. So it's not a matter of if your ass will get whacked, just how many."

She was stunned. "But... but all I did was kiss you! And I know you really liked it. I could tell from the way you were passionately kissing back, as well as the way you were playing with these." She dramatically opened the white terry cloth robe she was loosely wearing, and enticingly hefted her big tits up and down.

He grinned impishly, and fondly recalled how he'd pinched and tugged on her erect nipples during the kiss. "True. It's a pretty weak excuse, but I just like spanking you. And since you're one of my personal sluts, I don't really need a valid excuse at all."

She thought, FUUUUCK! It's not just sexy talk. He really IS going to spank me daily, and totally dominate me in general. I should get upset, but I kind of like it. In fact, just thinking about the ways he's going to use me is making me all hot and bothered. But I can't let that show and get all horny on him, or he'll dock me another five, or more!

After a long silence, the conflict left her eyes and she meekly nodded. She reluctantly tugged her robe closed. Then she tried to start over. She slid off his lap and onto the sofa next to him, and said, "Monica says you and I should try to get to know each other as just friends, and I think that's a good idea."

He nodded. He looked her up and down. Mere seconds after she'd closed her robe, it had "accidentally" opened again as she repositioned. The gap went down nearly to her navel, coming dangerously close to exposing her nipples. Gaawwwd, she's such a buxom fox! How could I ever interact with her in a non- sexual, "just friends" manner? I feel sorry for all her previous boyfriends. They must have suffered near permanent blue balls, even if she wore a potato sack wrapped in a burlap burka inside an Eskimo jacket!

But hey, I'm not them. It is a good idea to just talk. I just need to keep my gaze focused on her face. Her sultry, passionate, seductive face. Huh. That's not going to help much. But still, I have to try. It seems neither of us can stop ourselves falling in love with each other, and despite all the sexy talk about non- stop blowjobs, most of our time together is going to be out of bed, interacting like normal people do.

He said, "I agree. Let's do it. You want to get the ball rolling and tell me more about yourself? There's so much I don't know yet."

She replied bashfully and nervously, "Um... can you go first? I'd be pretty embarrassed to talk about my life. Everything I can think of somehow is going to come back to how I'm a spoiled bitch. I really need to change, well, almost everything! Can we talk about you instead, for starters?"

"Sure. What would you like to know?"

She breathed a secret sigh of relief. "Well, to keep it on safe ground, how is it that you're already in a third-year advanced archeology seminar? You must really be into archeology."

He grinned and relaxed, because he enjoyed talking about that sort of thing. "Kind of. But actually, I'm more into paleontology. But there are only so many of those classes to take, and I did a whole bunch at my local community college while I was still in high school. So I'm taking classes in related fields."

Kate said with obvious interest, "Paleontology? No way! I'm really into that too. I like it all, actually, history or pre-history. Anything to do with animals or people and the past, basically. But how are you so far advanced as a freshman? I mean, yeah, I know what you just said about getting those college credits in high school, but how did you develop such a strong interest in the first place?"

His grin grew, because that question brought back happy memories. "That's easy. When I was just eight years old, I was walking in an undeveloped canyon near my house and I happened to spot a weird rock in the dry creek bed. I bent to pick it up, and realized that it was some kind of fossil, like some ancient pill bug was trapped in the rock. I took it home and soon found out that it was a trilobite. You know what that is?"

She playfully pushed at his chest, causing her nipples to be briefly exposed. "Of course! I'm more than just a pretty face and G-cup breasts, you know. How old was it? Trilobites went extinct during the Permian mass extinction, so that means it had to have been at least 250 million years old!"

He was secretly pleased by her knowledge. Cool! She does know her stuff. A G-cupped, blowjob- loving, total fox who knows her trilobites. I've really hit the jackpot! Grinning madly, he continued, "As it happens, I took it to a science teacher at the local high school, and he was really impressed. He said it was a large and remarkably well preserved specimen."

"How large?" she urgently asked.

"Six inches long, and you could see the whole topside."

She whistled in appreciation. Then she grinned and said, "You know, until today I thought six inches long was pretty large, but now I know better. Besides, it's the thickness that really matters."

He gave her a discouraging look. "Are we still talking about trilobites?" "No!" She laughed good-naturedly.

He couldn't help but laugh. "Very funny, but let's stay on track. He directed me to an actual paleontologist at the local museum and we had it properly analyzed. Turns out it was from the Carboniferous period, specifically the Baskirian subperiod."

He was going to say more, but she eagerly interrupted, "Awesome! I love the Carboniferous! I like to think of it as the age of the anthropoids, when all the insects were super-sized. So the Baskirian, that's what, 320 million years ago, give or take?"

He nodded, even more impressed that she knew the age of the Baskirian subperiod. He was tickled pink that she "loved" that era, because he did too.

Her face beamed with delight. "WOW! How great is that? I can just imagine. You must have been blown away. I mean, here you are, an eight-year-old kid, and you're holding a fossil that's 320 million years old! A piece of the Pangaea supercontinent in your hand! That must have totally blown your mind!"

His face beamed too. He truly loved paleontology but he rarely discussed it with anybody, because all he got back were blank or bored looks. But it was easy to see that Kate was genuinely excited, and he was feeding off her energy. "It did! Especially since the paleontologist let me keep it and even helped me exhume it out of the rock. And when I did, it was unbelievable! It was in such good shape that it looked like it could up and walk away!"

"Oooh!" Kate was so happy that she was leaning towards him with hands clutched together, on the edge of her seat. That caused her robe to open nearly to her nipples and her huge globes to swell forward, but she wasn't even thinking about that at the moment.

He couldn't avoid being affected by the sight of her busty and tanned body, but he valiantly tried to maintain eye contact and continue his story. "And not only that, but I went back to the canyon and found more! They weren't as big or as well-preserved, but still, they were trilobites from 320 million years ago!"

"Wow!"

"And things just spiraled from there and I started collecting all kinds of fossils. I eventually found a rock face in that canyon and sort of started my own private dig. It kind of became my passion, from then until now. While other kids my age were out playing soccer or video games or whatever, I was probably in my room brushing the dirt off another fossil I'd found."

Kate said sympathetically, "That sounds great, but I guess that didn't make you too popular."

"No. Although it didn't matter much since I was home-schooled most of my childhood anyway, as I told you already. What sucked though was that my parents were indifferent. I think I mentioned to you that they're Bible thumper types. They had a hard time believing the world is more than six thousand years old."

Kate groaned in sympathy. "God, that sucks!"

He grinned impishly, while stealing glances at her nearly fully exposed rack. The robe had continued to open, exposing all her nipples and then some. He could see nearly all of her long, tanned legs too, up to the edge of her pussy. He knew she was trying to tempt him, and it would have worked had he not been completely sexually wiped out.

He pressed on, "It worked out okay. I talked and talked so much about my fossils and related topics that I eventually wore them down and got them to see the light. Plus, it helped me mature fast. By the time I was in junior high, I was doing volunteer work with some good scientists, and by high school I was actually being paid to do what I love to do for free, and I got to be mentored by some really great, smart guys."

"That explains a lot." That voice belonged to Monica. She'd been talking to Jordan at first elsewhere in the room, but their conversation had died out when they sensed how excited Ryan and Kate were getting, and they'd started to eavesdrop. Monica had just walked over to them and stood above them in another white terry cloth robe, with her hands on her hips.

Kate looked at her with irritation, and barked, "Hey Monica, what do you want?" But then, trying to turn over a new leaf, she added in a nicer tone, "Can I help get things ready?"

Monica replied, "No, we're good. Actually, Jordan and I are just waiting for Erin to come back, so we've been kind of listening in. I just had to say that really does explain a lot. Think about it. Ryan's a couple years younger than the rest of us, but he kind of acts our age, or even older. He certainly doesn't come across like the typical clueless freshman. Now we know why. While the other kids were wasting their time on their X-Boxes, he was doing some serious science shit with mature adults."

Kate considered that, and nodded. "Good point. It does explain a lot." Something clicked for her, and she asked him, "Hey, is that how you got into Dr. Peterson's advanced seminar? Did you know about him from earlier?"

Ryan nodded modestly. "Yeah. While looking for ancient fossils I came across some Native American remains, and that started a dialogue with Dr. Peterson, since it related to his area of expertise."

"Cool!" Kate thought, Wow! I'm seriously impressed, especially since he's just a freshman. He's got a huge dick AND a sharp mind. And he seems to respect my intelligence, but he also treats me like a slut, his personal slut. It's the best of both worlds!

Monica waved a hand towards Kate's upper body. "By the way, your... everything... is showing."

Kate flashed Monica an annoyed look. Kate was enjoying the conversation, but she wasn't so carried away that she was oblivious about her wide open robe. She was hoping to coax Ryan's penis back to full size soon. But after Monica's comment, she was obliged to lean back and pull her robe closed, at

least enough to cover her nipples. She muttered sarcastically, "Thanks."

Looking up at Monica, Kate was tempted to say something about the pot calling the kettle black, since Monica's robe was nearly as wide open as hers was. In a way, Monica's was even more revealing, since less of her breasts were showing, but the gap continued all the way down to the bottom of the robe, showing off all of her pussy. But Kate decided to take the high road and keep her mouth shut, especially since she appreciated any visual assistance in getting Ryan's penis erect again.

He looked back and forth between the two stone foxes. Yeow! So much cleavage! And that's MY cleavage now. If I had any energy let in me, I could take my pick and titfuck one of them. Or hell, both of them!

Kate looked back to Ryan, hoping to keep the interesting conversation flowing. "That must have been a great experience, working with real scientists from a young age." She felt a strange surge of jealousy, and asked, "Tell me, were many of them women? And, if so, were any of those, well... sexy?"

Monica cut in to ask him, "More to the point, did you make any of them your personal sluts?" Kate wasn't at all annoyed by that interruption because that would have been her next question.

For a second he toyed with claiming that one or two were, but he figured that the less he had to lie the better, so long as they believed the basic conceit that he'd had previous personal sluts. He chuckled. "Definitely not! Yes, some were women, but they were either married or not that good looking. I have yet to meet any seriously hot paleontologists."

Kate was still showing a dramatic amount of cleavage, and he couldn't help but look. That gave him an idea. He told her, "Until you, that is. In fact, you could make a killing."

Kate furrowed her brow. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, with your looks, your charismatic personality, your smarts, and your interests, you'd be the ideal host for documentaries and science shows and the like. Anthropology, paleontology, history in general... heck, whatever discipline you want."

She suddenly and dramatically leaned forward, causing her enormous globes to fall out of her robe altogether. "What about my breasts? Aren't they TOO large? People have told me they're actually too large for TV or the movies."

He gave up all attempts to maintain eye contact and just gawked at her extraordinary curves. "Well... um... I don't know about that. Maybe so. But you could bundle up or something. Besides, they're the perfect size in my book." Even though his penis stayed flaccid, he couldn't resist reaching out and hefting both her melons from below.

She shivered in delight, tilted her head back, and sighed contentedly.

Trying to keep the conversation on track, he spoke as he fondled, "Uh, but getting back to science documentaries and whatnot... Man! Once you get your degree, the producers will be falling all over each other to get you."

She suddenly hugged him, while making sure to keep his hands on her bare boobs. "Well, tough shit! Nobody's going to get me but you! I'm taken!" She knew she was deliberately misinterpreting his "get you" comment, but she felt a strong need to reassert her sense of belonging to him.

He smiled widely as he reached around her and hugged her back. He was touched by her attitude, and wound up French kissing her again.

He didn't want things to get carried away, but her robe kept on sliding down her body and he wound up clutching her ass cheeks with both hands.

Monica rolled her eyes and put her hands back on her hips. "¡Madre de Dios!" ("Mother of God!") "I can see the future already. We're going to need a crowbar to pry these two apart at any hour of day or night!" But she was mostly teasing. She was a little bit jealous, but she also was glad that Kate had finally found a man who seemed a good match for her. As she could clearly see, their conversation indicated they were connecting intellectually as well as sexually.

He broke the kiss with Kate and looked past her head to see Monica where she stood. He was startled to realize her robe had opened up even more, leaving her effectively naked from the front.

Seeing that she at least had his visual attention, Monica ran a hand down her body in an enticing, snake-like pattern until she reached her pussy. Then she purred, "I know you and Kate have a special

thing going, but don't forget that you have THREE new personal sluts. And you haven't fucked this one yet." She spread her pussy lips open. "You think you can fit The Beast in here? In my teeny tiny cunt? It's going to be SUCH a TIGHT fit!"

He groaned in frustration and closed his eyes. "Man! If only my dick was hard right now!"

Kate told Monica, even though she was facing the other way, "I've got his penis in hand, and believe me, I'm doing all I can to coax it back to life. But no dice!"

Monica sighed sadly and dropped her arms back to her sides. "Ah well. Can't say I didn't try. But I've got a good feeling he IS going to impale me and pound me hard before the night is over. Between the four of us, he'd have to be literally dead not to get aroused again."

Kate giggled with glee as she moved in for another kiss. "That's true!"

Monica went back to hang out and talk with Jordan. She still had more to get her caught up on, and figured it was better to let Ryan and Kate have more one-on-one time.

When Ryan and Kate finished necking, his penis still wasn't erect, despite the fact that she continued to hold and fondle it. He teased her, "I'm docking you another five for that, you know. Teasing me when I'm in this condition."

She smiled from ear to ear. "It was totally worth it! In fact, you want to help me try for another five?" She deliberately slid out of her robe altogether, leaned back, and pressed her G-cups together from their outer sides, creating an incredible cleavage display. "I know that you love my big tits, Ryan. I love that you love them. Since you own me, you own them too. What kinds of nasty and naughty things are you going to do to them?"

Then she let go, wrapped her arms around him again, and leaned in for another kiss.

However, his hand blocked her mouth from reaching its target. "Whoa! Sorry. If you keep that up I'm going to get erect again, and I have to save that for Monica, once we take care of Jack. Let's talk about you some instead. Can you put your robe back on so I can concentrate?"

She looked at the robe, which was pooled on the floor next to her. "Nah. It's kind of... itchy." He smirked. "Itchy. Right. You're asking for another five smacks, aren't you?"

She smirked too. "Maybe I am!" She broke the hug and repositioned to show off the redness of one of her ass cheeks. Then she grew contrite. "I'm sorry. It's just... it's like I've discovered sex for the first time, and I'm head over heels in love, and all I want to do is get fucked by you, in every hole." She licked her lips seductively. "I really am interested in what you're talking about as well though. Forgive me?"

He rolled his eyes. "Let's try again. Here's a question for you. How did you develop your love of pre- history and history and whatnot?"

She sat back and frowned, not-so-accidentally striking another sexy pose. "Unfortunately, I don't have a cool story like you. I come from a very different background from you, and nearly everybody else, for that matter. I was kind of like the female Richie Rich. When I was eight years old, if I wanted a six- inch long trilobite, all I had to do was snap my fingers and my dad would make one appear in a day or two. You have no idea how insufferably spoiled I truly am."

She looked down sadly, temporarily forgetting about her not so furtive attempt to arouse him with the gap in her robe. "And it sucks, because if you can buy anything, it kind of takes all the fun out of getting things. It's funny. Everybody wishes they could have all that I have. But I'm seriously wishing I could have been in your shoes walking that canyon and finding all those fossils on my own. I'll bet that trilobite meant more to you than any gift I ever got, and I got some doozies."

He gripped her shoulders with both hands, causing her immense melons to squeeze together enticingly, due to how her arms were positioned. "Why don't you? Walk in my shoes like that, I mean. There are all sorts of local digs around here, you know. This is a very geologically interesting area. We could volunteer together. That could be a great way to get to know each other more, and I'm sure we could get college credit for it too."

She looked down towards her legs, seeming shy and reluctant. "I don't know." "Why not?"

"It IS a great idea, I'll admit, but there's a problem." "What?"

"How am I going to be with you for hours at a time without sucking your cock?" She looked back into his eyes and grinned impishly, revealing that she'd just been teasing with her pretend reluctance.

But then she spoke seriously, "That would be like torture for me. I really mean it! And you might claim that I'm just going through a phase and I'll get tired of it, but I don't think so. To me, it's like discovering something great, like pizza or ice cream. I know I'm NEVER going to get enough of your hot, throbbing cock!" She opened her mouth to a perfect "O" shape, closed her eyes, stuck her tongue out, and started wiggling it around. She looked to be in ecstasy just fellating empty space.

He shook her shoulders slightly in exasperation, since he still had his hands on them. He couldn't help but appreciate the resulting tit-quake, which at least distracted him from her pretend blowjob. Phew, boy! I've got a total vixen on my hands. She's as sexy as she looks, which is really saying something!

He waited until her face returned to normal. Then he said with a smile, "Don't worry. It doesn't matter if we're out in the open or even surrounded by other volunteers, you'll still have no choice but to drop to your knees and suck whenever I get an erection. And near you, I'm going to get a LOT of erections.

Those others will just have to get used to digging over the sounds of your constant slurping and moaning."

A thrill raced down her spine and she stared at him wide-eyed. "Are you serious?!"

He shrugged. "Maybe. We'll see." He winked. He had been merely teasing, but then he thought, Hey, who knows, for real? Not in front of others, obviously, but maybe we could find a private spot and fool around some, even if we are outside. Wouldn't that be awesome, having Kate fucking Middlefield drop to her knees and suck whenever I feel like it, even out in the great outdoors? Damn, this is going to be a great year!

She felt goose bumps all over. Gaawwwd! He is SUCH the man for me! If only his penis had any hardness in it at all, I would give him the cocksucking of his life right now! I hope he IS serious! We could have fun as intellectual peers most of the time, but if The Beast gets stiff, then this personal slut

will still have to drop to her knees and do her duty! It truly IS the best of both worlds. Gaawwwd! Ryan, where have you been all my life?!

She was tempted to French kiss him some more, but she didn't want to add to tomorrow's smack count. So even though she remained naked, she toned down her flirtation and continued to talk to him about their mutual love of paleontology. She even put her robe back on at his insistence, to help make sure she'd behave.

They discussed trilobites for a while, but somehow that turned into a heated debate on what exactly caused the Permian extinction, the largest mass extinction of all time.

He was very impressed with her intelligence and knowledge, just as she was with his. He'd already been impressed hearing her talk and ask questions during Dr. Peterson's anthropology seminar, and that was a key reason why he'd fallen for her. But he was gratified that she seemed to know just as much about paleontology, since that was his main passion.

He thought while peeking at the immense orbs between her increasingly open robe yet again, Talk about a keeper! Erin and Monica are great, and Jordan's got potential too, but Kate is something else altogether. How could anybody be such a total fox and be so smart? It's a downright unfair trouncing in the genetic lottery of life. And just look at these gigantic, perfect tits! And we have so much in common, including geeky interest in the Carboniferous period AND my love for dominating her and her love for being dominated.

He chuckled to himself at that bizarre juxtaposition of interests. I'm never gonna let her slip away if I can help it, that's for sure!