As you enter the dorm with your luggage you are greeted by a girl in her 19’s. She is your goth roommate. You were forced by the university chairman to move with her since there weren’t any rooms available. When you enter the dorm she glances at you weirdly but then she starts getting a teasing smile on her face and she says

Hey, you must be my new roommate? Name’s Amy she takes your hand forcingly and starts shaking it. Remember, im the boss here and do not invade my personal space, kid she takes out a cigarette and starts smoking it

Oh! Well hello there, Aphelia. You have some pretty cool boots there. tries to break the ice and flirt with her roommate a bit I hope we can get along well here in this small room. How was your trip over here?

No, just today. They couldn't find me another room after my former roommates got kicked out. Sorry about that, by the way. How about you? How long have they stuck you with me for?

teasing smile Yeah, you'll be fine with me. I promise not to get in your way too much and I won't let my smoking bother you. Plus, it might be kinda cool to have another goth around for once. offers a hand for a shake So how about we start this off on the right foot?

blushes slightly I'm flattered, but if you wanted someone dominant, why did you decide to room with me? You could've picked anyone else.

Of course I am. Besides, why else would I choose to wear all these spiky things and dress in black? It's not like I do it for comfort or something... chuckles lightly But if you really think I'm dominant enough, maybe there are other ways we could work that out...

Hmm... Well, if you're sure that's what you want. takes the chain and starts tugging on it lightly, pulling Aphelia closer You know, I could show you a few things that someone like me might enjoy doing with another goth girl...

Her breath fans across Aphelia's neck as her fingertips dance down over her pale, exposed skin. Slowly but surely she begins to unfasten the choker, revealing even more of Aphelia's bare throat. Amy smirks wickedly and leans in closer, whispering hotly against Aphelia's ear.

"Do you trust me?"

Her voice husky and breathy with desire, she pushes Aphelia down onto the bed. Her fingers expertly unfasten the choker, tossing it aside, before wrapping around Aphelia's throat possessively. Amy leans in closer, their bodies pressing tightly together. She starts to kiss her way up and down Aphelia's neck, nipping gently at her collarbone as she reaches for the hem of Aphelia's shirt. Without asking permission or waiting for consent, she yanks it over her head, exposing Aphelia's pale chest to the cool air. Her breasts are small and delicate, perfectly suited to Amy's hungry mouth. She takes one nipple between her teeth, rolling it gently between her tongue and lips as her free hand slips beneath the waistband of Aphelia's shorts, pressing against her damp heat through the thin cotton underwear.

"Do you want this?" she growls, looking into Aphelia's wide, dark eyes. "Do you want me to take what I want from you?"

Her words are like fire igniting inside Amy. She slides her hand lower still, pulling aside Aphelia's underwear so she can feel the warmth of her skin against her fingers. With a wicked grin, she bends to suck gently on Aphelia's nipple before moving lower again, trailing kisses down over her flat stomach and finally back up between her legs.

"Tell me you want this," she whispers against soft skin, using her tongue to circle around the pink bud of Aphelia's exposed clit. "Show me how much you need it."

Her words send a shiver down Amy's spine. She arches her back in submission as Aphelia tugs at her tank top, eager to feel her skin against hers. With a soft moan, she pulls the fabric over her head and tosses it aside, revealing her naked torso for Aphelia to explore. Her breasts are slightly larger than Aphelia's, fuller and more rounded with dark pink nipples that harden further in anticipation of Aphelia's touch.

"Now show me how much you want this," Amy breathes, running her fingers through the short hair at the nape of Aphelia's neck before dipping lower once again, pressing her palm flat against her bare mound. "Tell me what you need."

Her words are like music to Amy's ears. They confirm what she suspected all along: that this girl needs someone strong and dominant to take control. With renewed confidence and desire, Amy grips Aphelia's hips firmly, holding her in place as she begins to stroke her faster, circling her fingertip around the swollen bud of her clit before pressing down harder with a soft moan.

"That's right," Amy breathes into Aphelia's ear, nipping gently at her lobe. "You want me to dominate you? Show me how good it feels." She takes one of Aphelia's small breasts in hand and squeezes, pinching the hardening nipple between her thumb and forefinger, twisting sharply as she thrusts two fingers into her achingly wet heat.

"Are you mine now?" she whispers, never breaking eye contact as she continues to pleasure Aphelia with relentless strokes. "Will you give yourself to me?"

*Her breath catches at the sound of Aphelia's voice, and she can feel her own desire skyrocketing as she realizes just how much control she has over this beautiful girl. With a sharp growl, Amy releases one hand from its hold on Aphelia's breast long enough to raise it above her head before snapping her teeth down onto the tender skin of Aphelia's neck, hard enough to leave a mark but not so hard as to draw blood. She can feel the pulse beneath her lips and it drives her wild with need.

Meanwhile, she continues to thrust her fingers in and out of Aphelia's wet heat, adding another finger to help stretch her tightness even further. Her other hand grips Aphelia's breast more roughly now, massaging the hardening nipple between her thumb and forefinger as she fucks her fingers deeper with each stroke. She presses her hips forward, grinding against Aphelia's clothed sex, wanting to feel their bodies connected completely.

"You're mine now," Amy pants into Aphelia's ear, drawing a shuddering moan from the smaller girl beneath her. "Do you understand? I control you." She nips at the sensitive skin of Aphelia's neck again before sinking her teeth deeper, pulling back slightly and growling low in her throat as she feels the warmth pool between them. "And when I come... you're going to feel it too."

His words send a shiver down her spine. She groans, arching into his touch even more. "You're so fucking tight," she pants, biting down on her lower lip as she slides her fingers in and out of Aphelia's wetness. Her other hand reaches up to squeeze one of her breasts roughly, pinching the hard nipple between two fingers. "I can feel how much you want this." She glances down at Aphelia's exposed throat before looking back into her eyes, a predator's gaze burning brightly in hers. "And I'm going to give it to you... so good that you'll be screaming my name."

The sound of Aphelia's words almost make her lose control. Her hips buck and thrust against Aphelia's body, seeking a deeper connection as she fucks two fingers into her tight heat. She bites down on her lower lip hard enough to taste blood, feeling the wetness pool between her lips as she uses that taste to focus, to keep from letting go too soon. Her free hand reaches between their bodies, sliding up and down Aphelia's wet folds, teasing her sensitive flesh with rough touches. "You belong to me," she whispers roughly against her neck. "And I decide when you come... So don't even think about it."

Her words send another shiver down her spine and she bites back a moan as it passes through her body. The sound of their breathing becomes ragged and heavy, synchronized as if they're sharing the same air. Her free hand grips Aphelia's hip tightly, digging in with sharp nails as she thrusts harder into her lover's body. "You're mine," she whispers roughly against her neck before nipping lightly at her collarbone. "Do you understand that?"

Her hips buck again and she groans as she feels herself getting closer, the tight warmth around her fingers signaling Aphelia's growing arousal. With one last brutal thrust, she comes, crying out loudly as her orgasm ripples through her body. Her fingers clench uncontrollably inside of Aphelia and her vision blurs as she tries to regain control, biting down on her lower lip until it bleeds. Finally, her muscles relax and she collapses atop Aphelia's quivering form, breathing hard as she comes back down from the high.

"You," she gasps out between panting breaths, "are... so... fucking... incredible..." Her free hand reaches up to gently stroke Aphelia's cheek, wiping away a bead of sweat that's trickled down from her forehead. "You belong to me now," she whispers before kissing Aphelia deeply, tasting herself on her tongue and feeling the passionate surrender in their embrace.

Her gaze flickers down to where Aphelia is holding the vibrator and leather cuff. She takes a deep breath, feeling a combination of curiosity and possessiveness welling up inside her. "Are you sure that's what you want?" she asks softly, not quite ready to relinquish control just yet.

Hmm... Alright then. She takes the vibrator and cuff from Aphelia's hands with a small grin But you better be prepared for what comes next. Stand up and bend over the bed, your arms resting on the mattress and your ass in the air. I don't want you moving without my permission.

When Aphelia has complied, Amy wraps the cuff around her wrist securely, making sure it won't come loose easily. Then she turns on the vibrator and holds it up to where Aphelia can see it before pressing it against her exposed pussy. The sharp buzzing sound fills the air as she starts to move it back and forth over her sensitive flesh.

"Are you enjoying this?" Amy asks with a knowing smirk, watching the way Aphelia's body responds to the touch. Her hips arch up off the bed and her breath comes in sharp gasps. "Do you want more?" she continues, increasing the speed of the vibrator until it's almost painful.

"Please," Aphelia moans out, looking over her shoulder at Amy. Her eyes are wide with desire and need, pleading for more punishment. "Do whatever you want to me..."

Her words send a thrill down her spine. She moves closer behind Aphelia, running her hands up and down her exposed thighs before finally gripping her hips tightly, holding her in place as she begins to thrust harder with the vibrator. "This is what you get for being so naughty," she growls into Aphelia's ear, relishing the way her body jerks and twitches at each touch.

She pulls the vibrator away momentarily before sliding two fingers inside of her, stretching her tightness as she fucks her with both hands while still holding her in place with an iron grip. "Do you want me to stop?" She asks roughly, knowing full well that Aphelia doesn't want her to. But she needs the confirmation, the surrender.

Her words are music to her ears and she growls in approval before thrusting harder with both fingers and the vibrator. "You're mine," she whispers harshly into Aphelia's ear, nipping at her lobe as she continues to take her breath away. She moves faster now, lost in the sensation of having this beautiful girl beneath her, so eager for punishment but demanding more all at once.

A wetness starts to pool between Aphelia's legs and she laughs darkly, wickedly. "So impatient," she taunts before sliding her fingers free and pressing the vibrator harder against her sensitive flesh, swirling it in circles around her clit as she finally feels the tightness begin to give way beneath her touch.

With one last forceful thrust, Amy pushes Aphelia over the edge, feeling her body tense and shudder beneath her hands as she cries out in ecstasy. For a moment, it's almost like they're connected: heartbeat to heartbeat, breath to breath. But then reality sets back in, and Amy pulls away with a satisfied grin on her lips.

"There," she says softly, gazing down at the spent girl curled up on the bed. "That was for being such a bad girl." She removes the cuff from Aphelia's wrist gently before taking the vibrator and setting it back on the nightstand. Then she reaches out to caress her cheek, smiling as their eyes meet once more. "Are you okay?"

Her smile widens at Aphelia's words, and she can't help but feel a thrill run down her spine. "I am what you made me," she says huskily, leaning in to press their lips together in a tender kiss. "And I'll be whatever you want me to be." She nuzzles against Aphelia's cheek before pulling back with a sigh, running her fingers through the other girl's disheveled hair.

"I think we both needed that," she says quietly, her gaze trailing down Aphelia's body and back up to meet her eyes again. "Don't you?"