### A Bet Well Lost
When you made your bet with [[Penny|Look Penny]], that weirdo you shared some classes with, you had never imagined that you could lose. You thought you were the master of shotgunning beers, but at that house party a person from your major threw, the creepy, darkly-dressed brunette surprised you. It took her seconds. You hadn't even finished half before she was crushing the can with the most shit-eating grin. "So you have to be my bitch next week, huh? I think I've got some ideas for that." She said with this smirk that made you want to wring her neck. But fair was fair, and your credibility was on the line.
And now you were standing outside her dorm room after class on Monday, trying to work up the nerve to knock and see what she had in store.
You...
[[Walk away.|E-1-1]]
[[Knock.|1]]{(set: $name to (prompt: "Name:", "Jean"))
(set: $endingsFound to 0)
(set: $isMale to true)
So your name is (if: (lowercase: $name) is "unsung")[(color: red)[U](color: orange)[n](color: yellow)[s](color: green)[u](color: blue)[n](color: purple)[g]](else:)[$name]?}
[[Yes.|Gender]]
[[No.|Name]]### Warning!
This game contains scenes of face-slapping, collaring, petplay, spanking, strapon sex, ageplay, mommydom, and diapering.
''DO NOT PLAY IF ANY OF THOSE THINGS SQUICKS YOU OUT!''
[[Continue.|Introduction]]{(unless: (history:) contains "E-1-F")[(set: $endingsFound to it + 1)]You shuffle away from the door and make your way back home.}
Even though it feels like the right decision at the time, Penny is vicious with her mockery, and soon enough, your own posse turns on you, calling you a baby for backing out. Your days of bullying and most of your social life are done.
[[Continue|E-1-F]]=><=
### THE END
Ending 1: //"Wassa matter? Chicken?"//
Endings Found: $endingsFound/3
[[Restart.|Introduction]]|==
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**Penny**
The gothy art major that you shared a few classes with.
(link-goto: "Return.", (history:)'s last)Pick your gender.
(link: "Male")[(set: $isMale to true)(goto: "Fetishes")]
(link: "Female")[(set: $isMale to false)(goto: "Fetishes")]You knock and wait an amount of time that feels like too long. The dorm rooms weren't that big, maybe she didn't hear the knock? Maybe you still have time to walk away from whatever she had planned-
The door swings open.
"Oh, hello $name, just on time. Come in." [[Penny|Look Penny]] steps aside and you move into the cramped little room. It smells very subtly like incense and Penny steps around you to sit at her desk. You take a seat on the bed across from it.
"So what have you got in mind-"
"Shut up. You're my bitch, and I didn't give you permission to speak. Right now you're just gonna listen."
[["Fuck you, I'll talk if I want."|1-punish]]
[["..."|2]]{(unless: (history:) contains "E-2-F")[(set: $endingsFound to it + 1)]You take off the collar and leave Penny's dorm.}
There is a line to what you were willing to do for this and that was crossing it. You don't even care what happens at this point. There is no way anyone will give you hell for not wanting to strip for some crazy goth chick.
[[Continue|E-2-F]]=><=
### THE END
Ending 2: //Not Into That, Thanks//
Endings Found: $endingsFound/3
[[Restart.|Introduction]]=><=
### THE END
{Ending 3: //The Saga Continues.//
(unless: (history:) contains "E-3-F")[(set: $endingsFound to it + 1)]}
Endings Found: $endingsFound/3
[[Restart.|Introduction]](if: (lowercase: (if: (lowercase: $name) is "unsung")[(color: red)[U](color: orange)[n](color: yellow)[s](color: green)[u](color: blue)[n](color: purple)[g]](else:)[$name]) is "unsung")[(color: red)[U](color: orange)[n](color: yellow)[s](color: green)[u](color: blue)[n](color: purple)[g]]Girls:
Penny - gothy art girl, main bullying target
Varsha - Indian engineer, "smells like curry"
Adelaide - redhead literary, bullied for being fat, no longer fat
Eun-sook (Eun) - Korean botanist, bullied by calling her chineseThe slap catches you off guard and for a moment, you see stars. Before your eyes get a chance to refocus, fingers curl about beneath your jaw and wrench you forward, inches from Penny's face.
"You gonna keep acting up?"
Another slap, this one doesn't land as truly as the first, but it still hurts.
"Oww, no, just stop!" You manage.
She releases you and eases back in her desk chair.
"Now as I was saying..."
[[Continue|2]]"Apparently I'm not the only one you give shit to." Penny adjusts, drawing a knee up to her chest. "I know because I asked around, and guess what? I found a few girls who were pretty unhappy with the way you treated them. So much so, in fact, that when I told them about our little deal here, they wanted in. I decided that was a great idea. So instead of just being *my* bitch this week, you get to be 4 people's bitch."
She doesn't even pause to give you the chance to speak this time.
"First up is me of course. I definitely didn't appreciate being called 'Butch' for the better part of two semesters last year. Because one, I'm pansexual, so that's technically inaccurate, and two, that weird homophobic bullshit is really not okay."
You've never felt so called out before. Your parents say that kind of thing all the time. That's just how Penny looks. It's like being offended by someone saying you look preppy or nerdy, but this Nosferatu-looking weirdo seems like the fragile type, so you're not surprised.
She snaps her fingers in front of your face.
"Jesus, your eyes glaze over and everything... Hey, look at me. Sorry if this is shorting out your brain $name, I'll try to talk slower." She gives you a smug grin.
*Yeah, and while you're at it, why don't you move your head a little closer too, bitch...*
"First thing I want you to do is pretty simple." She pats a stack of art books on her desk. "These have to go back to the library. You're gonna take them for me. Hop to it."
With that, she stands up and opens the door, staring at you pointedly. You grab the books and leave her dorm.
[[Continue|3]]The library isn't far away at all, so you make it there swiftly, doing your best not to engage with anyone who might ask what you are doing.
"I'm here to return these." You say, plopping the tomes on the library desk.
The clerk looks at you over her glasses, then down at the books. "ID please."
You pass the card over the countertop.
The older woman taps on her keyboard then speaks without making eye contact again. "It says these were checked out by Penny Merriweather, not you. Where is she?"
"Uhh, she's busy right now, so she sent me to drop these off for her."
The clerk emits a flat "hmm", but doesn't push the issue further. She passes your ID back. "Thank you for your return."
On your way back to Penny's dorm, one of your groups catches sight of you outside the school coffee shop and calls you over. They offer for you to join them for coffee, but you turn them down. "Oh yeah, you're doing that thing with Penny this week, huh? Hahaha, have fun!"
You extricate yourself with a grumble, and take the steps up to the dorm's entrance two at a time. Soon enough, you're knocking on her door again.
[[Continue|4]]"What took you so long?" She asks, closing the door behind you.
"Well I-" You start before Penny cuts you off.
"Actually, I don't care." She takes a seat on the bed. "Get over here."
"Why?" You ask.
"Because you're my bitch and I told you to, now do you wanna get slapped?"
You choose to just approach her instead of testing that threat.
"Good. Maybe you *can* learn." She grabs something that looks an awful lot like a dog collar and starts moving towards your neck with it.
You recoil. "What the hell are you doing?"
Even though you know it's coming, the slap still hurts and you yelp, clutching your face. She takes the opportunity to fasten the collar around your neck. "I want people to know who you belong to."
Under different circumstances, this freak could be a lot of fun.
She flicks the tag which reads "Penny's" and smiles self assuredly. "There. Now why don't you kneel."
You feel ridiculous, but not wanting to get slapped again, you obey.
"Good, now speak."
"What do I say-"
Another slap.
"Not like that. Puppies don't use words, they bark."
You stare at her dumbfounded for just a moment before you can feel her mentally winding up for another slap.
You...
[[Block the slap.|4-punish]]
[[Bark.|5]]Your forearm intercepts Penny's, and for a moment, you think you're safe, but she has other plans. Before you know what's happening, your face is pressed into the carpet of her dorm with your arm painfully twisted behind you. You feel a knee on your back.
"That's not the way this works $name. You obey, or you get punished."
Her fingers snake into your hair and she drags you upright. You can feel her hot breath on your neck as she speaks.
"So be a good little doggie, and bark."
[[Continue|5]]"Arf arf!" You say, cringing internally.
"Good dog! Now roll over."
Again, you obey, laying on your back, hands and knees up. Penny smiles and rubs your belly.
"Okay, you can come back to kneeling now." She moves around you and starts fishing around under her bed for something. "Take your clothes off."
"What?!" You ask, incredulous.
"You heard me. Or you can walk out of here right now and I'll tell everyone you couldn't manage the week."
You...
[[Leave.|E-2-1]]
[[Obey.|6]]You blush in spite of yourself as you remove your letterman jacket, t-shirt, shoes, and jeans.
"You're not done yet. Take the rest off too."
You grumble, but don't press further after a look from Penny and strip completely, removing your (if: $isMale)[boxer shorts](else:)[bra and panties].
"Ah, you look so cute with that collar and nothing else. If you weren't such a jackass, I'd maybe consider fucking you now. But that's not happening. At least, not the way you think." She says, drawing out a bundle of something from under her bed. "Okay, bend over."
"What?"
Her hand is on the back of your neck, forcing you over at the waist. "I said bend over."
Of course, you are horrified by this treatment, but there is a small part of you that loves it, and really, really wants to see where this goes next.
"There, I like you a lot better like that. Now hold still." Something cold and slimy is smeared between your cheeks. A slick finger enters your rosebud and you shudder. Fingers in your hair again, craning your neck back. "I know a part of you likes this, doesn't it? You like being told what's going to happen instead of dictating it. I'll make sure the others know you're a little slut for dominant women."
Something hard slowly pushes inside of your butt and you struggle to stifle a moan.
"You like my cock don't you bitch? Say it."
"Ah, I like your cock."
"Good. Now fucking take it."
Her pace picks up and you can feel her pelvis slapping against the backs of your thighs. You look back and she that she is wearing a very professional looking strapon harness complete with big, purple dick on over top of her outfit.
"You like watching me fuck you slut?"
"Yes."
"Yes, *mistress*."
"Ahah, yes mistress."
"Good."
[[Continue|7]]"I want you to cum for your mistress." As she speaks, you are already holding back the orgasm, so you it doesn't take much more than a moment.
You moan louder than you've ever moaned before, your legs slackening and bringing your whole body down with them(if: $isMale)[ as your cock spurts its load]. Penny snakes an arm around your front to keep you upright as she withdraws the dildo from your ass. You slump onto her bed, breathing heavily.
"The first butt orgasm is a rush, isn't it?" Penny asks, sipping some water and removing her strapon. You nod, barely able to keep your eyes open. "I'm done with you for today, so catch your breath and get out. Keep the collar on. Here, gimme your phone." She asks, but doesn't wait for a response, finding it and pressing the biometric scanner against your fingertip. "I'm adding myself to your contacts. I'll text you tomorrow with more instructions. You'll be meeting the first of the other interested parties I have lined up. Won't that be fun?" She slips the phone back into your jeans and gives you a stingy swat on the buttocks. "Come on, I have to get to class."
With some effort, you draw yourself up, feeling different, and get your things together without another word to Penny. The walk back to your apartment is surreal to say the least. Mercifully, no one spots the collar around your neck before you get to your little studio on the far side of campus.
There, your clothes come off once again and you masturbate yourself to one of the most satisfying orgasms you've ever had. Maybe you do like being treated like this? You finish your day and lay your head down to sleep, dreaming of the next encounter with Penny.
[[Continue.|8]]You wake up to a text.
(color: green)[3:30 today, my dorm
wear your collar
dont be late 👋🍑🌟
- Penny]
The day goes by pretty normally save for the occasional look someone gives you about the collar, but between the kilts, the unicycles, and the one-man band guy, it's hardly a weird thing on campus.
After your classes, you make your way over to the dorms and up to Penny's. The small dorm room is made even smaller now by the addition of a third person.
"$name, I'd like you to meet [[Varsha|Look Varsha]]. You shared a math class with her, I believe."
"I don't remember you." You say, truthfully.
Varsha speaks up in a bubbly hindi accent. "I remember you. You asked your friends, 'Who brought in the curry' every time I would enter the room."
You cringe internally at the admonishment. Now that you think of it in this context, that was pretty cruel. Not like you're gonna say anything about it though. "Oh yeah."
"Well, I'm gonna go ahead and get $name warmed up for you now Varsha. Once I'm done, (if: $isMale)[he](else:)[she]'s all yours for the rest of the day. Do you want to help me?" Penny says, taking a seat on the bed.
"I would just like to observe now if it's okay." Varsha responds, moving towards the window to make room.
"Sure thing. Okay doggie, come here."
You move into the room and kneel in front of Penny.
"Good, you're learning. Speak for me."
You grimace, glancing up at Varsha. "Arf, arf!"
"Good, now stand up, right here in front of me."
You obey and to your embarassment, she lifts the front of your shirt and starts undoing your belt buckle, speaking as she does. "So you'll wanna give (if: $isMale)[him](else:)[her] at least one spanking before you're done today. I'd recommend doing it first thing, just to establish who's boss." Varsha nods, fascinated by the display. "You can make (if: $isMale)[him](else:)[her] cum as well if you want to, but no pressure. Seems to soften (if: $isMale)[him](else:)[her] up a bit if (if: $isMale)[he](else:)[she]'s being a problem." She finishes up with your belt buckle and tugs your pants down. "Come on puppy, over mistress's knees."
[[Continue|9]]|==
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**Varsha**
An indian engineering major who you shared a math class with. She is normally quite shy and never responded to any of your prodding and teasing.
(link-goto: "Return.", (history:)'s last)You lay yourself over the smaller woman's lap, feeling ridiculous.
(live: 2s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[SMACK!]]
The first strike is surprisingly hard. Penny doesn't look that strong, but she sure can wallop.(stop:)]
(live: 5s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[SMACK!]]
"It's all about technique Varsha. Pivot your arm like this, then bring it down."(stop:)]
(live: 8s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[SMACK!]]
You've been spanked before, but this was a level of humiliation that you weren't prepared for.(stop:)]
(live: 11s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[SMACK!]](stop:)]
(live: 14s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[SMACK!]](stop:)]
(live: 17s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[SMACK!]]
"Ow!" You hear yourself say.(stop:)]
(live: 20s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[SMACK!]]
"See? It's already working."(stop:)]
(live: 23s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[SMACK!]]
"So when is the proper time to apply this treatment?" Varsha asks.(stop:)]
(live: 26s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[SMACK!]](stop:)]
(live: 28s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[SMACK!]](stop:)]
(live: 30s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[SMACK!]]
"Whenever you want to, honestly, but definitely if (if: $isMale)[he](else:)[she] misbehaves." Penny says.(stop:)]
(live: 33s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[SMACK!]](stop:)]
(live: 35s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[SMACK!]](stop:)]
(live: 37s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[SMACK!]]
"Okay, I think that's good for now, especially if you're going to spank (if: $isMale)[him](else:)[her] later."
[[Continue|10]](stop:)]"You might want to take (if: $isMale)[his](else:)[her] underwear down as well when you do yours. This was pretty light." Penny says, helping you up and leaving you to refasten your pants.
"Am I allowed to use (if: $isMale)[him](else:)[her] for... My own pleasure?"
"Use (if: $isMale)[him](else:)[her] however you see fit Varsha."
"Excellent." The young woman turns to you. "Follow me, we are going back to my apartment."
Varsha's apartment is in the same block as yours, but hers is one of the two bedroom ones, you assume with a roommate. Mercifully, the roommate isn't home when Varsha lets you into the dim main room of the space. It is a kitchen/dining room/living room/office as is pretty common with college apartments. All of the blinds are drawn, blocking out most of the meager afternoon light from outside. Varsha drops her things by a closed door which must be her room and turns to you.
"I need to study, so no talking. I could use a footrest though."
She pulls a laptop out of her bag and sits on the tan sofa in one corner of the room, lifting her legs up expectantly. You move to position your back beneath her ankles and they drop down gently. The tip tap of keys starts at this point and goes on for quite a while, punctuated occasionally by the turn of a textbook page. Just as your body has stopped protesting everything about what you're doing her feet come up.
"Bring me a drink from the fridge. There is sparkling water there. I want the lemon-lime one."
You open the fridge to see the sparkling waters that Varsha is talking about, but the problem is that the labels are in hindi and you can't see any identifying images on any of them. There are 3 different colors of writing though. One with orange text, one with blue text, and one with pink text.
"What is taking so long over there?" Varsha demands.
You...
[[Take the orange one.|10-wrong]]
[[Take the blue one.|10-right]]
[[Take the pink one.|10-wrong]]"This isn't lemon-lime. Go get the one with the blue text." She hands the can back to you and you return it to the fridge, bringing back the one she specified.
"Good. Now you can put your hands on the sofa there and bend over."
You grimace, but obey, not wanting to find out what *else* Penny had suggested as punishments. Varsha stands up, taking off one of her flip flops and positions herself behind you.
(live: 5s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[WHAP!]](stop:)]
(live: 7s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[WHAP!]](stop:)]
(live: 9s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[WHAP!]](stop:)]
(live: 11s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[WHAP!]](stop:)]
(live: 13s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[WHAP!]](stop:)]
(live: 15s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[WHAP!]]
It isn't very many swats, but these are harder than you've ever experienced before and you're gasping by the end, your bottom a glowing mass of stinging heat.(stop:)]
(live: 19s)["That should do it." Varsha says, sitting back down and lifting her feet again for your back. Another hour or so goes by with you acting as footstool before the door to the apartment opens and someone you can't see enters.
"Uh, hey Varsha. Whatcha doin'?" A female voice asks.
"Hi Marika, I'm studying."
"Studying huh? Well, I guess I'll leave you to it." An interior door somewhere behind you opens and closes before the keyboard tapping starts again. This continues until Varsha stands up to click on the cheap flat-pack floor lamp next to the couch and starts putting her things away.
"I could use a footrub, come on $name." Varsha leads you into her sparse, but neat room, taking a seat on the bed and removing her socks.
[[Coninue|11]](stop:)]"Hmph, lucky guess." Varsha says, lifting her feet again for your back.
Another hour or so goes by with you acting as footstool before the door to the apartment opens and someone you can't see enters.
"Uh, hey Varsha. Whatcha doin'?" A female voice asks.
"Hi Marika, I'm studying."
"Studying huh? Well, I guess I'll leave you to it." An interior door somewhere behind you opens and closes before the keyboard tapping starts again. This continues until Varsha stands up to click on the cheap flat-pack floor lamp next to the couch and starts putting her things away.
"I could use a footrub, come on $name." Varsha leads you into her sparse, but neat room, taking a seat on the bed and removing her socks.
[[Coninue|11]]You start doing what you think is the proper procedure for a footrub, and Varsha seems to agree, tossing her head back in an almost sensual type of way.
"Harder." She says and you redouble your efforts, your forearms burning with the exertion. Soon enough, Varsha is a relaxed puddle on the bed and you are a ball of aching muscles and fatigue on the floor. "One last thing before I let you go for the night."
You don't have the energy to fight her as she hauls you over the edge of the bed, takes down your pants and underwear, and positions her flip flop against your backside.
[[Continue.|12]](live: 1s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[WHAP!]]
Varsha is definitely not making any attempt at warming you up, instead starting at what you would call a batter's swing immediately.(stop:)]
(live: 3s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[WHAP!]]
"This is for making me dread going to that class with you."(stop:)]
(live: 5s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[WHAP!]]
"You made me buy perfume! Just so that I wasn't afraid in my other classes!"(stop:)]
(live: 7s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[WHAP!]]
"And even then, I was *still* worried! Do you know how humiliating that is?!"(stop:)]
(live: 9s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[WHAP!]]
You grit your teeth to staunch the flow of raw emotion that's climbing up your throat.(stop:)]
(live: 11s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[WHAP!]]
"Well? Speak up!"(stop:)]
(live: 13s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[WHAP!]]
"Gahhahh! I'm sorry Varsha!"(stop:)]
(live: 15s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[WHAP!]]
"Sorry for what? Speak!"(stop:)]
(live: 17s)[(transition: "pulse")[(text-colour: red)[WHAP!]]
"Ahhhahhh! Sorry for humiliating you like that! It wasn't right!"
Varsha drops the flip flop and slumps onto the floor, burying her head in her hands, her heaving sobs overshadowing your own. "I've never *ever* felt that awful about myself! Only *you* could do that $name!"
Even though you are far from being put together yourself, you inch over towards the shuddering mass in the center of the room and extend a hand. Varsha grabs it and tugs you close to her, into a hug that you're fairly certain is more for her than it is for you.
"I'm sorry." You manage. "I don't know why I said those things."
"Just- Just be quiet." Varsha responds. You two sit together in a slightly awkward half-embrace for a little while before her cries die down into muted hiccups. "I didn't hurt you too much, did I?" She asks, her face red and streaked with tears.
"No, Just enough I think." You reply.
[[Continue|13]](stop:)]That night is weird. You don't have any desire to masturbate after what happened in Varsha's apartment, but it made you reflect on how much damage you could do with just words. Even still, you feel lighter somehow afterwards, like you could jump onto the roof of the science building if you wanted to. Sleep comes easily in your exhausted state and in the morning, you wake to another text.
(color: green)[Varsha told me about last night
Sounds like you're making good progress
Next person is someone you might not recognize
My apartment at 5]
Again, you wear the collar and the day goes by as it usually does. One of your friends comments on it, but you manage to spin it into not being a big deal and they believe you. As 5 o'clock approaches, a confusing mix of dread and excitement bubbles up from the pit of your stomach and you feel like you're practically vibrating in your final class of the day.
The time comes and you find yourself back at Penny's apartment in the tense moment between knocking and being let it. Who would it be today?
"There you are $name, come in." Penny steps aside and you move into her dorm. The third person in the room is vaguely familiar, but you can't place where you've seen her before. One thing is for sure though, she is a goliath in both stature and muscle mass.
"$name, this is [[Adelaide|Look Adelaide]]. She definitely knows you, but you probably don't know her." The name doesn't ring a bell at all and the tall woman offers a handshake and a disturbingly predatory smile. "Hello again $name." It's all you can do to keep from grimacing at the bone-popping grip she exerts on your hand during the shake.
"Pleased." You manage, only sounding slightly pained.
"Well Adelaide, you've already expressed what you'd like to do tonight to me, so I'll just let you get on with it." Penny says with a genial smile.
"Thanks. Come on $name, we're going back to my place. Get my bag." She gestures to a sports bag on the ground near the door and you heft it. It's not heavy, but its slightly too-long strap means the bag is awkwardly bouncing against your knees as you walk with Adelaide towards her car in the parking lot.
[[Continue|14]]|==
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**Adelaide**
The girl you used to see in the school gym occasionally. She was much, much heavier then.
(link-goto: "Return.", (history:)'s last)During the drive to Adelaide's off-campus apartment she speaks up. "Buttertubs."
A rush of memories comes back to you. A tall, heavyset girl doing her best to run on the treadmill while you and your group poked vicious fun at her. Again you cringe at your own cruelty. Although the word was given without inflection or emotion behind it, you are sure that it was rehearsed quite a bit for that effect. There is no further conversation until you are pulling into her complex.
"Bag." She reminds you.
Thankfully, you are fairly certain that this is a studio apartment, so there won't be any embarassing interruptions like there was with Varsha.
"Sit. I'm going to go take a shower." You do as you are told, sitting on the little sofa in front of a colossal shelf full of books. It's mostly classic literature, the copy of *Catcher in the Rye* standing out especially due to its heavily worn spine. That one must be one of Adelaide's favorites. As if on cue, the tall woman emerges from the bathroom in a fuzzy robe, steam billowing out behind her. You look at her with your head cocked ridiculously to one side.
"I'm a literature major." She says, moving over to the shelf. "You see, there's a lot more to me than just what *you* saw."
"I'm sorry, I-"
"Although, I suppose I should kind of be thanking you. Your comments drove me to get a gym membership elsewhere and really work hard on getting into shape. It kinda became a lifestyle, and well..." She gestures broadly to herself.
"You're welcome?" You try.
Adelaide's bitter laughter stings you even more than a slap would have. "You really are a piece of work, aren't you $name? What must have happened in your sorry little life to make you like this?"
"Shut up!" You bark. *Who the hell does she think she is criticizing you like that? This whole thing is stupid! You don't need to deal with this kind of abuse-*
Your train of thought cuts off as Adelaide siezes a fistful of your hair and none too gently presses your face into a wall. She growls into your ear. "You think that hurts? Try having a fucked up body image for *years* because of what one tiny little person said to you at the gym. You have no ground here to stand on you spoiled, pathetic, brat." With that, she releases you and you turn, slumping against the wall, eyes fixed on the woman standing over you.
[[Continue|15]]"So you know what you're gonna do now $name? You're gonna worship every inch of this body that you made fun of back then." She undoes the robe and tosses it aside, revealing a rippling, naked musculature.
You don't even know what you're feeling as you bend down to kiss the tops of Adelaide's feet. Why did you feel so terrible, but this felt so right? Maybe you were a bully...
"Calves too bitch, hurry up." Adelaide commands and you do as you are told. "After this is done, I'm going to give you such a fucking belting and then I'm gonna use you. Ah, that's gonna feel great. Come on, kiss the body you helped make, slut."
You make your way up to her thighs, enjoying the way the hard muscles feel beneath your lips. Then to her backside, where you give each mound a pair of kisses.
"Ah ah, you're not done down there." The woman reaches back and pulls apart the firm globes to reveal her awaiting rosebud. "Kiss it." She says, and you do, giving it a small peck. "No, like you mean it." The response comes and you react the way you know she means, lapping at the puckered opening with your tongue until she moans with delight.
"Good." The word is extended like a body stretched sensually out before a lover. You move around to the front, kissing her vulva, clit, and well manicured mons pubis before moving up to the abs. You steal a glance at the target of your worship between kisses to see her head flung back in open pleasure, mouth open ever so slightly.
You make your way up to the bottoms of her ribs next. Her breasts are not all that large, but quite perky, standing like soldiers on top of their individual shelves of pectoral muscle. They're your next destination, but you don't make it there before Adelaide pulls you upright in front of her and kisses you hard. "God, I fucking *hate* you! Why do you have to be so attractive to me?"
She kisses you again, her hands groping your body greedily. They start to undress you, almost frantically. "You're vile, and mean, and awful, but argh!" Another kiss, this one ending with a bite to your lower lip that's perilously close to being really painful. A hand roughly cups your genitals and you bite your lip, trying and failing to hide your enjoyment. "I wanna sit on your face. Lay down."
[[Continue.|16]]You do so and the muscular body descends upon you, your vision entirely engulfed by butt cheeks and vulva. "You know what to do $name, lick me!" You do so, lapping greedily at the lips and clit presented to you. Your thumbs pull apart her backside and you give it a lick too.
"Ahh, yes! Eat me you fucking dick!"
You don't need any more encouragement as Adelaide's hands go to work on you as well, (if: $isMale)[encircling your throbbing cock and stroking it up and down.](else:)[pulling apart your labia and sliding a finger inside to touch that one particular spot that sends shivers through your body.]
You show your appreciation by sliding your tongue inside, elliciting a gasp of pleasure from Adelaide.
"Ohhh god, yesss!" She moans, thighs tightening concerningly on either side of your head. "I'm gonna cum! Yeah, don't stop!"
The thought of stopping doesn't even cross your mind.
"Hah! Hahh! Hahhhh!" Adelaide bucks on top of you, slumping slightly before taking your (if: $isMale)[cock](else:)[clit] into her mouth and finishing you off. Once you've gasped out your orgasm, she rolls off of you to sit next to you on the floor, tracing swirling designs on your chest with a finger. "You're a generous fuck for being an asshole most of the time. Where'd you learn to do that?"
You shrug and give a half smile.
"Ugh, stop being so charming!" She bends down and kisses you again, this time more tender and less passionate. "Well, as much as I'd like to keep you and do that a bunch more, I made a promise to Penny." The woman says, putting her robe back on and standing up. "Come on, up. Lay down on the couch, just like that, good." You crane your neck back to see Adelaide emerging from her room with a floppy leather belt and you cringe.
"You *promised* Penny you'd hit me with that? What happened to me being a really generous fuck?"
"You are a generous fuck, but that doesn't make up for the whole warped body image thing I mentioned earlier, now quit your belly-aching, I'll make it quick and then we can get back to the other stuff."
You bury your head in your arms and brace. You had hoped that if you did a good enough job serving Adelaide, you could avoid any pain, but it seemed Penny had other ideas.
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The sting is immediate, a blazing strip across your bottom.(stop:)]
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"Hey, this is kinda fun. I've never spanked someone before."(stop:)]
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"It's so... Bouncey!"(stop:)]
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You gasp at the pain, but you can't help from blushing just a little at that comment.(stop:)]
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The sting is mounting quickly now and you belatedly realize that you've pulled a throw pillow into a stranglehold.(stop:)]
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"Aww, does that sting?"(stop:)]
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"Ow! Ah! I'm sorry for calling you buttertubs!"(stop:)]
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"What? Oh, I'm over that. I'm just enjoying myself now."(stop:)]
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Eventually, you're shaking and crying and Adelaide puts the belt down. A soft touch on your back causes you to flinch. "I'm done now. Come on, I've got a cream that will feel really good."
[[Continue|18]](stop:)]You allow yourself to be led into Adelaide's room where she applies a cooling cream to your blazing bottom as you struggle to get yourself under control. Once she's done with the cream, she hugs you and lets you settle down for a bit.
"You want some tea?" She asks with a smile.
[[Continue|19]]That night is a blur of sex and passion after that point. Adelaide's stamina proved to be greater than yours though and eventually, she had to let you go home. The next day, you look at your phone through bleary eyes to see a set of texts.
Adelaide:
(color: blue)[Penny gave me your number
Let's do that again sometime. ;)]
Penny:
(color: green)[You've got one more
Your place, 6:30]
This is one of your off days, and you spend it doing rather mundane things, like getting groceries and such. Eventually 6:30 rolls around and there is a knock at the door.
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<img src="https://i.imgur.com/P1yLCrl.png">
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**Eun-sook**
A short, stout korean botanist who you shared a science class with.
(link-goto: "Return.", (history:)'s last)You answer it to see Penny and person who you recognize, but don't know the name of. You let them in and Penny introduces the new person.
"This is [[Eun-sook|Look Eun-sook]]. You had a science class with her."
"You can just call me Eun." The shorter woman says with a lack of accent that tells you she is at least second generation.
"Right, Eun." Penny takes a relaxed place on your sofa. "Don't let me stop you, go ahead."
"Okay. $name, I'm very frustrated with you because..."
You remember distictly attempting to order orange chicken from her in a mocking accent and your heart drops.
"...And then you pulled your eyes up and tried to order food from me."
"I'm sorry Eun." You say, forehead feeling hot.
"Wow, we already got a sorry out of (if: $isMale)[him](else:)[her]! This must really be working." Penny says smugly.
"I accept your apology, but I'm still gonna do what I want to now." Eun says, cheeks flushing.
"And that is?" You ask expectantly.
"Watch it (if: $isMale)[boy](else:)[girl]!" Penny calls at you from the sofa. "You don't wanna start this with a sore bottom do you?"
Penny's forwardness makes both you and Eun blush in unison.
The small woman in front of you takes a deep breath and straightens herself. "$name, I want to make you my baby(if: $isMale)[boy](else:)[girl] for the rest of the day."
You can feel yourself boggling at that. "What- what does that mean?"
"It means shut up and let her talk!" Penny says.
Eun moves over to retrieve a nondescript bag you hadn't noticed from the door. "Well, it means that I'll be your mommy and you have to do what I say or you get spanked, and I have some diapers here for you to wear and-"
You...
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"-we'll watch some cartoons or something and I'll cook."
You manage to stifle a grimace before it starts. This was easily the weirdest thing you'd done, but maybe it wouldn't be so bad? Eun definitely didn't look like she could spank as hard as say, Adelaide could. You nod.
Eun, who seemed to have settled into her role already, smiled sweetly. "Okay, I need you to take off your clothes for mommy so we can get that bottom all bundled up in a nice thick diaper!"
You flush like a stoplight, but an eyebrow raise from Penny gets you to comply, stripping completely before the two women. Eun takes some things out of the bag and pats the ground for you to lay down on, which you do. Before you know what's happening, you've been powdered and a diaper has been taped around your hips.
"Aww, (if: $isMale)[he](else:)[she] looks so cute with that on!" Penny says. "Well done Eun!"
You cover your face, too humiliated to do anything but. With some difficulty, Eun slides your t-shirt back on, taking the rest of your clothes and tossing them into your room. She helps you up and you tug the shirt down as far as you can.
"You aren't hiding anything from us, cutie-pie." Penny coos. You make a face, which only seems to amuse her more.
Eun kneels down in front of you, even though you're taller than she is. "I'm gonna put on something for you to watch while I make dinner, okay?"
"Alright." You say.
"She shakes her head. "No no, yes mommy."
You blush. "Yes, *mommy*."
"Good!" She pokes your nose and puts on some childish anime-looking thing while Penny helps her with dinner.
When was the last time anyone had cooked you dinner? Maybe when you were sick once in high school your mom had made you soup, but for as long as you remember, your family was a 'fend for yourself' kind of household.
Whatever it is smells *wonderful*.
"Food's almost ready, are you ready baby?" Eun asks.
"Yes mommy." You respond. The words don't feel as foreign in your mouth anymore.
[[Continue|22]]"What?!" You exclaim. "That's totally- I'm not doing it!"
Eun looks back at Penny pleadingly who sighs, rising to her feet. "I figured you'd be obstinate, which is why I'm tagging along this time and you proved me right." She hauls you over, snaking a hand around your waist and bending you over, butt sticking out forwards. Your pants and underwear come down without a fuss and Penny is spanking you.
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"You should really learn to stop running your mouth $name."(stop:)]
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"All it ever does is gets you in trouble."(stop:)]
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"Ouch! Okay, fine! I'll do it!"(stop:)]
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"Too late for that (if: $isMale)[mister](else:)[missy], you should have behaved when you had the chance!"(stop:)]
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"Eun, why don't you come give $name some swats." Penny says and you hear movement.(stop:)]
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These swats feel a lot different. Like an object is being used. It hurts a *lot* more and you can feel yourself kicking.(stop:)]
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"Okay, I think that's enough for now." Penny says, releasing you. "Why don't you finish what you were going to say Eun."
"Oh, I was saying that there would be diapers and spankings, and-"
[[Continue|21]](stop:)]Dinner is some kind of expensive store-bought ramen with lots of fresh vegetables in it. As it is explained to you, Eun actually made the broth from scratch, and the noodles are the store bought part. There's something strangely comforting about sitting on a soft-padded bottom with a belly full of warm, homemade ramen.
After dinner, all three of you snuggle up together on your tiny couch with you in the middle and watch some genuinely funny anime with a title that jumped out of your head the second you heard it. Even Penny seems to be enjoying herself as you three cuddle together. At the end of one of the episodes, Eun reaches for the remote and pauses it, turning to you with a sudden, stern look.
"Okay baby(if: $isMale)[boy](else:)[girl], it's time for the least fun part of the evening. It's time for your spanking."
Your heart sinks.
"You can lay over both of our thighs, like this." Penny says, helping you into position. She puts her arms over your back to hold you in place as Eun reaches for something from the bag. It's a small, wooden paddle made of laquered dark wood which she holds like a kitchen knife. You feels your diaper being worked off of your backside before there is a pause.
"Okay, get ready baby, here it comes!"
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You buck against the arresting grasp of both Eun and Penny.(stop:)]
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"This is what naughty babies get!" Eun says, leaning into the next swat.(stop:)]
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"Ahhhah! It stings!" You shout.(stop:)]
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"It's supposed to $name. Now hold still." Penny responds.(stop:)]
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Your fingers dig into the arm of your sofa and you grit your teeth.(stop:)]
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"Shhh, it's okay." Penny says, petting your head.(stop:)]
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"Ahhhah! I'm sorry Eun! I'm sorry, please!"(stop:)]
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"Shh, baby, we're almost done and then you can cry all you want, okay?"(stop:)]
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Eun puts the paddle down and strokes your thoroughly reddened tush. Penny gets her fingers into your hair, massaging your scalp as they both whisper sweet things at you until you've managed to calm down.
[[Continue|24]](stop:)]After a *lot* of cooing and petting, you've finally managed to quiet the hiccups and sniffles. Penny turns the show back on, and you all continue to watch for another hour or two, this time, snuggling even more than before. Why was getting regularly walloped to tears making you feel so good inside? You're pretty sure that Penny would be able to tell you if you asked, but you didn't want to ruin this moment.
Later in the evening, both of the women tuck you into bed and leave your apartment. The sleep that night is some of the deepest and most relaxing you've had in a while. In the morning, you remove the diaper that you had worn to bed that night and check your phone. New message from Penny.
(color: green)[Party this weekend at AJ's
Be there
Btw you were really cute last night. ;*]
You smile in spite of yourself, but feel a little anxious about the party. Did Penny intend to flaunt you somehow? You weren't sure, but you had intended to go anyway, so your plans wouldn't really change.
Eventually the day of the party comes and you leave for AJ's...
[[Continue|25]]AJ's place was a rental house in a neighborhood near school that he shared with three other guys. You pull up to see that the street is packed with parked cars and some of the party has even spilled out onto the front lawn. The garage is open and there is a large group playing beer pong there, so you decide to approach from that avenue.
"Nice collar." Someone says to you, but you just smile and thank them. Who were they to judge you?
Penny announces her presence to you by grabbing your butt from behind. "Hey." She says simply and you respond in kind.
"Got something planned for tonight?" You ask.
"Yep. Follow me." She leads you by the hand into the house where a large keg has been set up on the counter. "We're doing it again. Same terms." She smiles at you.
"Alright, I'm game."
"But first..." She taps at her phone and a few minutes later you see Varsha, Eun, and Adelaide appear from the crowd. "Let's take this into the back yard girls." Penny announces, dragging you by the ear out the sliding door. A wake of interested party-goers follow you out onto the small concrete patio. Penny grabs one of the unused plastic chairs and plants it in the overgrown grass. "Come here $name."
"Oooooh!" A chorus of jeering onlookers calls out at you as you slink over to where Penny is standing.
"Can't we do this later? There's so many people here!" You say, knowing exactly what the answer will be.
"Nope. This is the final bit of your servitude to me. A public spanking. Now bend over."
With no small amount of willpower, your drape yourself over the chair.
"Hey guys, $name's getting a spanking back here!" Someone calls into the house and soon enough, you can feel dozens of eyes on you from every available vantage point.
All four of your bullying targets position themselves behind you as Penny bares your bottom, each holding their signature weapon of punishment.
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All four implements fall one after the other, immediately setting your rear ablaze.(stop:)]
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You grip the arms of the chair hard. The sounds of the crowd blur into muffled noise. All that you hear is the impact of each implement, one after the other. A terrible tattoo of punishment.(stop:)]
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"I think you're starting to really understand what it is to be humiliated $name." Penny growls, just inches from your ear.(stop:)]
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After a myriad of strokes from all four girls at the same time, it's over. Comparatively light to what you had had before, but those weren't in front of a hundred people.
"Alright $name. Let's go back inside and try this again." Penny says.
[[Continue|27]](stop:)]She deliberately throws it. You watch her daintily sipping and smiling at you as you polish off your beer in record time, throwing up both of your arms in victory.
"So this means I gotta be your bitch then?" Penny asks with something you'd call excitement in her voice.
"Yeah, but why? Why'd you throw the competition this time?"
"What can I say? Maybe I get off on being humiliated a little too." She winks and swats your backside before disappearing into the party. "See you tomorrow!" You hear her say from somewhere in the press.
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