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Megan Gets Room Mated (Part 3)
By meganprincess
I slept uneasily that night in my sheer black nightgown and matching
panties. When I woke up my roommates were thankfully asleep so I
quickly showered and went back to my room to get ready for class. I
tried not to think about it as I mechanically slipped on the blue bra
and panty set. Then I stepped into the little jean shorts and put the
salmon colored top on. How was I gonna do this? Well at least I didn't
have to take the bus. And at least the class was a large one in an
auditorium, so if I timed it right I could kinda slide in at the last
moment and sit in the very back row to have less eyes on me. Parking
was very close by too which was another plus. I brushed my hair and
then remembered about the makeup bag and that triggered me to quickly
paint my nails with a clear coat of polish. I glided some gloss on my
lips - as little as possible and then put a hint of pink eyeshadow on
and lightly flicked the mascara wand across my eyelashes. I was trying
to do the bare minimum; just enough of the makeup to satisfy Emily but
not so much that anyone would notice. I looked at the clock. No time to
wait. I picked up the white makeup bag and put my gloss, eyeshadow,
mascara, and little round compact in it. I stepped into the sandals.
The heels were very low and, at a glance, they looked normal. I grabbed
my textbook, slid my cell into one of the small front pockets of my new
shorts, and made my way to the garage and was soon off to class.
As I drove I thought about this new twist. In a way, my secret was out
so what leverage did Steve and my roommates really have over me? They
threatened to tell the whole fraternity about me but here I was about
to walk onto campus with makeup and girl's clothes on. Still, this was
nothing compared to the video that they had of me in the short dress
sucking them all off and swallowing their cum. This was nothing
compared to the messages they saw on my Tumblr page. This might be a
one-off thing to test me and, besides, I wasn't wearing a skirt or
anything. Just some shorts and a shirt that, though feminine, did not
scream 'girl'. I actually liked the way my shorts felt and my top felt
pretty with my bra hidden underneath. I turned up my radio to drown out
my thoughts. The only thing to do was to just endure the next hour of
class and be done with it. Emily would be at class too but I was trying
to perfectly time things so she couldn't sit next to me or even have
time to torment me. Boy was I wrong.
As I made my way up the stairs to the door of the auditorium with my
textbook held against me in such a way to hide the makeup bag against
my body, there stood Emily smiling at me.
"Aww! Very cute Megan! Do you like your new outfit? It looks very
pretty on you. But where is your adorable little makeup bag, girl?"
"Umm, it's right here Emily," I said as I meekly and slowly moved my
textbook and showed her how I had it concealed against my stomach.
"Emily? Is that how you address your superiors, slut? Try again bitch."
"No Miss Emily. I'm sorry Miss Emily."
"Much better. Now, why don't you recite your sissy mantra for me
Megan?"
As she said my name three girls walked past and into the classroom. I
couldn't tell if they heard her calling me Megan or not, I just heard
them giggle and one of them did a double-take but walked on into the
auditorium. I looked around to make sure that nobody else was coming
before I began:
"My name is cumslut Megan. I like to wear pretty clothes. I like to be
pretty for men. I like men. I like to wear panties and bras and perfume
for men. I like to make men hard. I want to be a good girl for men. My
name is cumslut Megan and I like to make men cum."
Emily clapped her and hands and patted me on the head like a puppy:
"Very good Megan but you DO need to work on your girly voice. Use a
higher pitch from now on. Do you understand?"
"Yes Miss Emily."
"Good girl. Now let's go in. Class is about to start."
Well at least I was right about the timing. Almost all of the seats
were taken and the professor was already about to begin teaching. Emily
made her way down near the front and sat next to one of her friends and
I quickly dashed to an empty seat in the top upper corner of the
crowded room. From where I sat, I looked down on the room and nobody
was behind me. I did have a student on either side of me though but
they were both busy opening their books. One was a football player in
jeans and a letterman jacket. On the other side of me was a bookish
girl with glasses and hair in a high ponytail. Nobody seemed to pay any
attention to me which was a huge relief.
About midway through the class I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket.
Taking it out I found a message from Emily. How did she even have my
number? Steve. Such an asshole. He was loving this. Turning me into a
sissy playtoy for my roommates and his girlfriend. The text read:
Megan ur face looks kinda shiny and ur gloss is dull. Take out ur
compact nd apply sum powder to ur cheeks, nose, nd forehead. Then put
on sum more lipgloss. Or else. Do it right now slut! I'm watching.
I looked down to where she was sitting and she was staring right at me
with a look that meant business. God only knew what she would put me
through if I disobeyed. Part of me wanted to run but part of me also
thought I could do it discreetly enough not to be noticed. A quick
glance to my right showed me that the football player was playing on
his phone and the girl on my left was absorbed in taking notes. As
quietly as I could, I unzipped the makeup bag that I had stowed at my
feet. I retrieved the compact and the gloss. I almost jumped out of my
chair when my phone buzzed again with another message:
Use the mirror Megan. Open up your compact and use ur mirror as you
apply ur powder nd gloss. U wanted 2b a girl and now u will learn to
act like one!
I didn't even bother to look her way because I knew she was watching my
every move. One more quick glance to either side of me to make sure the
coast was still clear and then I did it. I took out the compact and
opened the mirror and looked at myself. It felt like this took a
thousand years but I really did it very quickly. I took the little pad
in the compact and dabbed it into the powder and then rapidly applied
to my forehead, nose, and cheeks before I coated my lips with the
gloss. My heart felt like it would come out of my chest but then it was
done. I didn't even have the nerve to put the compact and gloss back in
the bag, I just held them clinched in my hands the rest of the class. I
tried to check to my left and right to see if the other students had
seen but was too scared to even do that. When class was finally over, I
sat where I was and let the others leave first. As the girl next to me
walked past, I was fairly certain I saw a smirk play across her lips. I
didn't have time to worry about it because Emily was soon standing at
the end of my row and beckoning me to come along which I did as soon as
I put the makeup back in the bag. I snugged it back against my chest
under my book as I stood.
"You did so good Megan! Did you like doing your makeup in public? That
hot guy next to you totally saw. Ha ha! Maybe he will ask you out on a
date sometime. Oh hey, I almost forgot. I promised Cammie a pic of you.
Don't worry everybody is gone now. Stand up in from of your desk. Put
your book down, silly. That's right hold your makeup bag. So cute! Put
one hand on your hip, sissy. Aww! Smile Megan. Good girl! So sweet.
Hold on let me send this to her."
I just wanted to go back home. It was my only class of the morning and
I was definitely gonna skip my afternoon class. To my relief, Emily had
another class to get to and she soon left me on my own and I quickly
got back to my car and sped home. Paul and Steve were at class but
Kevin was there on the couch, as usual, when I walked in.
"Oh, hey sissy slut. Have fun at class? Holy shit! Did you wear that?
Fucking hell. And are you carrying a fucking purse?
"It's not a purse. It's a makeup bag. Emily made me."
"God you are such a pussy. 'It's not a purse, it's a makeup bag.' HA HA
HA HA! You even sound like a prissy little bitch. As if carrying a
makeup bag is better then a purse. Emily made you? God you are
pathetic. Why don't you turn around and show me that ass in those
little girly shorts? Now Megan! Oh, and I heard you have a sissy
mantra. I haven't heard it yet. Model and pose for me and say it in
your prettiest voice, slut."
Arghh, I hated Kevin the most! I could totally kick his ass. Which only
made the humiliation worse. Having to take orders from this surly
little prick really stung. But if he told Steve things could get really
bad for me and I did not want that. I set down my makeup bag and
textbook and began to model for him as best as I could. Spinning.
Fluffing my hair. Putting one hand on my hip like a fairy. Crooking a
leg sexily. All while reciting my new mantra:
"My name is cumslut Megan. I like to wear pretty clothes. I like to be
pretty for men. I like men. I like to wear panties and bras and perfume
for men. I like to make men hard. I want to be a good girl for men. My
name is cumslut Megan and I like to make men cum."
He just laughed at my complete subjugation and slapped his hands on his
knees in mirth. This went on for several minutes and then he seemed to
get an idea. I could almost see the wheels turning in his stupid head.
"Hey bitch why don't you change into something sexy for me since it is
just you and me. You can clean my bedroom and then do the dishes and
then come take care of me like a good cumslut. Would you like that
princess? Pick out something nice for daddy. Now run along. Oh, and
bitch? I like lots of makeup on my sluts so make yourself nice and
pretty for daddy. Get going."
Back in my room I inwardly cursed Kevin. Such an asshole. To have
someone like that have power over me ate me up. I undressed down to my
bra and panties and then looked through the clothes Emily and Cammie
had left with me. Kevin wanted me in something sexy. I picked out a
white dress. It was so tight that I had to tug it into place. It
completely gripped my whole body and barely came down low enough to
cover my panties. It had spaghetti straps which could not hide the
straps of my bra but I figured a slob like Kevin would probably like
that. I found white 5 inch heels and stepped into them. After I applied
heavy blue mascara, blue eyeshadow, foundation, powder, and red
lipstick and combed my hair down and across my face in a girlish sweep,
I was ready. I walked into the living room but Kevin wasn't there. He
had said to clean his room and do the dishes so I clacked down the hall
to his room and opened the door. He was laying on his bad naked and
stroking his cock. Waiting for me.
"Come ride this cock cumslut Megan. You can do your chores after. Yeah
girl. I like that outfit. Damn you look like a real whore. For real.
Show me that ass. Turn. Oh yeah, like those panty lines too."
He was sitting up on the side of his bed now and stroking his cock.
Even rock hard it wasn't nearly as big as Steve and Paul's. But big
enough.
"Face away from me and ride my cock whore. Go ahead. Lift up your
slutty little dress and lower those panties Megan. Good girl. Now ease
on down. Gonna guide my cock right into that tight little hole."
I heard him spit on his cock. What a gentleman. This was all the
lubrication I was gonna get. As I faced away from him and slowly
lowered myself down, wobbling a bit on my white heels, I felt him grip
my hips on each side and steady me and control me. The tip of his cock
met my hole and I quivered. He bounced me gently at first up and down
against the tip of his hard cock before the head eased in.
Involuntarily my nipples hardened in my bra. His grip on my hips
tightened. And then he slammed me down on his cock.
"Yeah bitch. Now start riding. Ride that cock cumslut. Work that cock.
Earn my cum Megan."
I began lifting my body up and down, impaled myself on his hard cock.
It went deeper and deeper into me every time I lowered myself back down
onto his lap. His grunting grew louder as did the sound of his full
balls slapping me. His cock seemed to grow larger for a moment and
then, without warning, he came with a terrific moan and shot his load
deep into me as his hands released my hips at the same time. I just sat
there on his lap stunned for a moment before standing up and pulling my
panties back up and lowering my dress. He would barely look at me.
Almost like he was embarrassed. He barked at me to go wash the dishes
and I left his room and went to the kitchen. As I filled the sink with
soapy water, I heard the garage door close and the sounds of Steve and
Paul returning from their classes. A glob of Kevin's cum dribbled out
of my well used hole and slowly crawled down the inside of my thigh....
To be continued
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