“You will thank your goddess for the opportunity to do something for her.” she stated.
I nodded and responded dejectedly:
“Yes…I am sorry…..thank you Goddess Hailey.”
But right when I finished the second kick hit me and this time it did sent me back on the ground.
“Also, I did not allow you to stand up….you will be on your knees when we are alone….is that clear?!”
It took me at least a minute until I was able to respond to her question.
“Yes more than clear….Goddess Hailey.” I said as I was still gasping for air.
“Now kiss my feet.” she instructed.
I followed without hesitation and couldn’t help but let out a small moan as I was executing her instructions. Content she sat back down and I crawled out of the room to get her something to eat.
As I reentered the room with her food she didn’t even cast a glance on me.
“Here is your food, Goddess Hailey.” I declared but she still didn’t react.
She began eating without a comment as I was kneeling at her feet.
“M….May I leave now….Goddess Hailey?” I carefully inquired after a few minutes.
“No.” she responded in short without even looking at me.
She waved me closer to her however and as I was still crawling towards her she placed her feet on my back.
I didn’t dare to ask why or what else I could do so I just sat there for a long time while she was reading, using me as a footrest and otherwise completely ignoring me.
It took at least an hour until Hailey got up and walked towards her room.
“You are free, slave.” she said bored as she walked out of the room.
It sent a shiver down my spine but it also excited me indescribably to hear her call me that.
“Thank you, Goddess Hailey.” I reacted immediately.
Occasionally there were moments where I could have a mostly normal conversation with Hailey. Often about the university and topics related to courses or a possible career later on. We had two courses together that semester so we always had something to talk about. Sometimes we even studied together. I was not as intelligent as her and the content of the courses didn’t come as easy to me as it did to her. Nevertheless it felt like she valued my intellect and my opinion on those topics. However after that encounter she did never let me forget how our relationship was structured. That I was not simply a fellow student or her roommate, not even a man but simply a slave to her.
When she was stressed or annoyed by something she did not hesitate to let that out on me. Most of the time my balls or my ass sometimes even my nipples had to suffer in those cases. Additionally to those moments, which happened probably once a week on average, she found the need to punish me every now and then. When I didn’t do my chores to her satisfaction or when I didn’t address her correctly. In those cases she really put everything into it and sometimes I could feel the pain linger around until the next day. But even with all the pain she inflicted on me it always gave me a rush to kneel in front of her and being completely under the control of a petite, introverted girl like her.
Over the course of the next couple of days and weeks after that encounter my life thankfully became a little less eventful. After all, luckily for me everybody still had a life apart from teasing me. The intensity didn’t really subside however and usually at least once a day someone found some time to have their way with me one way or another. So my frustration was constantly building. However I started to get into a bit of a rhythm and started to feel like I had really adjusted to my new situation. Although it was far away from anything I had expected when I first visited this apartment with Anna, I somehow still started to enjoy the situation…well at least most of the time. I could have done very well without the agony and constant arousal but something about it was also intriguing.
The only really annoying part of this whole thing however wasn’t all the sexual stuff. Once they knew I was enjoying the situation too and was not about to run away, they deemed themselves free to use their position and control to make clear that basically every household task was my duty from now on. From cleaning to washing clothes….even cooking was my responsibility most of the time. It was annoying and in a household of five more exhausting than I would have expected as well. But I felt like it wouldn’t hurt to get on their good side for starters and push through it. If it would really become too much to handle for me I could still ask them to help me at some point in time. Honestly, despite all of it, it didn’t feel like they would be too harsh about it, except for Hailey maybe…
In the beginning I hoped when the semester finally would start and everybody would be more occupied with studying everything would cool down even further. The girls would have other priorities than to drive me mad all the time and I would have something to focus on and take my mind off of things.
However this hope of mine didn’t really come to fruition. The girls didn’t seem too occupied at all with studying, not even Hailey, I guess she was smart enough to not even have to study too much to pass the courses. And for me, I was quite excited for the first couple of days, maybe the first two weeks or something like that. Everything was new and I was looking forward to experience the university life. But the excitement quickly cooled down. Everyday life commenced, the courses were actually way less interesting and at the same time a lot harder than I expected. So it did not take long until I was even somewhat happy when one of them wanted to have some fun with me just so I could get away from studying for a while.
I tried my best to keep up with their demands. I don’t know if I really messed up something all the time or if they just enjoyed my frustration and rising desperation so much. In any way I was not allowed an orgasm for weeks. On very rare occasions I was at least let out of the cage but even then they seemed to do it just to mess with my head even more and then finally lock me back up.
Every time I thought it couldn’t get any harder and more frustrating one of them found their own way of stepping it up and letting my desperation grow even further.
In the beginning my hope rested on Lynn. She had already said that she wanted to fuck me and immediately tried out her key. So I suspected once she gets the right key I would get to fuck her for the whole week. It was random who would have the correct key so on average every four weeks I would get out to fuck Lynn. Maybe now and then I might even be able to convince one of the others. So I was confident that I could live with the arrangement quite well after all.
However I don’t know if she played me from the beginning or if her lust was genuine, but after that one time in the shower with Lynn she changed her attitude. She was fucking around a lot. There was rarely a day where she wasn’t either out to meet up with some guy or I had to hear her moans from her room, sometimes for hours. But that wasn’t something special as I suspected and the girls confirmed. At the start I didn’t really care about it either. I wasn’t looking to date her, I just wanted to fuck her and honestly I didn’t care if I was just one of many to do that. When she had a guy over it was sometimes a bit annoying to hear them…and additionally problematic because it turned me on a lot to listen to her moans, but I could deal with that.
On the rare occasions when she didn’t have a guy to fuck her or if she got turned on while waiting for her dates she had found a new entertainment though. And that was watching me squirm and beg while I had to watch her playing with herself. She did let me touch her and kiss her, even lick her occasionally, but my cock never came out. After the first two key switches they had made, she at least tried it out. However luck wasn’t with me these two times and afterwards she didn’t care about it anymore. It seemed like in her mind watching me suffer while she pleasured herself seemed to give her more than sex with me ever could have. For some reason it seemed to turn her on incredibly hard watching me squirm. Apparently after a while even that was not enough for her anymore though.
The university I went too was reasonably big so there were a lot of students living in and around the city. That meant there was always, and I mean always, a party going on somewhere. I didn’t really have any intentions to go to those often though. Although I was starting to loosen up a little bit with those 4 girls around me all the time I was still more or less the introverted, socially awkward guy I had been for my whole life. So I went to one or two parties in the beginning to try to connect to some people that started studying with me. Since this however resulted only in mediocre success at best, I stopped bothering and focused on my studies. Lynn however was quite the opposite of that. She was down to party whenever someone hit her up.
One weekend came however where apparently no one wanted to go with her. So in the afternoon she burst into my room while I was trying to study and asked me if I would go with her to a party.
I was hesitant and wasn’t really keen on going.
“Oh come on please…it will be fun I promise.” Lynn tried to convince me.
“I don’t know Lynn, I am not really the guy for parties. Can’t any of the girls go with you?” I responded.
“No….Hailey and Anna aren’t home and Sarah will go to the gym later…” she explained annoyed.
She walked towards me and sat on my lap without asking.
“Come on its gonna be fun…we have some drinks, maybe dance a bit and I could even introduce you to some people.” she tried to win me over further.
“Lynn…dancing and meeting new people…really not my strong suit.” I tried to stay hard although her ass on my leg and her perfume were already weakening my resolve.
She put her arm around me coming even closer.
“Come on….maybe when we come back I might even try my key…..I am sure that could be your strong suit…” she said seductively as she slowly stroked the cage over my pants.
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