Revenge: Femdom Stories of Getting Even

Spiked Wine-1

Spiked Wine

Classes were getting underway for the new semester. I sat near the back of the lecture hall for an American Lit class which was covering the writings of Hemingway and Faulkner. As I sat there waiting for class to begin, an absolutely stunning little blond took a seat about three rows down and a little to my right.

Wow! She was real slender with long blond hair and a body to die for. I was mesmerized. This girl had it all – perfect breasts, long, long legs and awesome looks. I couldn’t believe that this was the first time I had seen her on campus.

The lecture began with the professor talking about one of Hemingway’s characters who appears in several of his short stories. I got the feeling that Nick Adams was actually Hemingway in his younger years. But I had trouble listening to Professor Bloom with that goddess sitting right there.

Time seemed to drag on as I waited for the bell. I just had to meet this girl. Finally the class ended, and everyone got up to leave. The way things worked out I was unable to even get close to her. When I got to the hall, she was gone – vanished into thin air. I looked both ways, but just like magic she had disappeared.

So I devised a plan. On Tuesday I’d move down a couple of rows and try to get a seat right behind her. Well as the Scottish poet Robert Burns put it in his poem To a Mouse, “the best laid schemes of mice and men oft go awry, and leave us nothing but grief and pain”. I changed my seat location, and so did she. That day she was with some friends on the entire other side of the lecture hall.

Classes met three times a week, and it took me three weeks of this cat and mouse stuff to finally get close. It seemed no matter what I did she unintentionally outfoxed me. I tried everything, but could never get face to face with her. But then it just happened. I ended up sitting directly behind her in the very next row. As she stood up to leave the lecture hall, she dropped some papers back into her seat. She didn’t notice it, but I did. This was my chance.

“Excuse me, Miss. Hey you, the cute little blond. You dropped these.”

Finally I had her attention. I handed her the papers and had a moment of perfect eye to eye contact with her. She smiled.

“Are you in a hurry to go someplace?” I asked. “Maybe we could go by the college union and grab a Coke.”

“I’ve got a class down in Fitzelle Hall, but I’ll meet you there at four.”

“Great. I’ll be waiting. Oh… I’m Jason.”

“I’m Savannah. See you at four.”

Wow… that was easy. I’ve tried for weeks and weeks to run into this beautiful girl, and then it just happened. Things seemed to fall into place. I guess my luck had changed.

I was at the Union snack bar well before four. There was no way I was going to be late. A couple minutes after the hour, she arrived. I immediately got up and offered her a chair.

“I’m glad you made it.”

She just smiled.

“So you want a Coke or something else.”

“A diet Coke thanks.”

“Would you like some nachos or something to go with it? I’m kinda hungry.”

“I’ll share a few with you if that’s okay.”

“Sure… no problem.”

So we sat and talked for a while. She was a local girl who had just transferred back here to O State. I guess she didn’t like the other college she had been attending. She was a math major and wanted to be a CPA. I told her I was taking liberal arts but wanted to change to pre-law next year.

After a while I walked her to her dorm. We exchanged cell phone numbers, and she said she would text me and maybe see me in class on Friday.

I decided to play it cool and take things real easy. I didn’t want to rush it. We texted back and forth and met again at our next class.

Finally, I decided to ask her out. She accepted, and we did a movie on Saturday. After the movie and some pizza we walked back to campus, and I stood outside her door. We kissed for a few minutes.

I know a lot of guys would have tried to get in her pants that very first night, but I had a feeling that she wanted to take things a little bit slower. I actually think she was a little uncomfortable when I put my hand on her ass as we kissed.

We continued to talk and see each other in class, but when I asked her out the following weekend, she had some kind of an excuse. My buddies all told me she was brushing me off, but I didn’t think so.

After Tuesday’s class the next week, she asked me if I wanted to go with her to a party at one of the sorority houses. Of course, I agreed. We drank quite a bit and soon ended up in some room wrapped in each other’s arms making out. After a while I slid my hand up under her sweater, but she stopped me.

“Not yet… please,” she whispered.

I was a gentleman about the whole thing, and we continued making out for a while. Finally, she suggested that we go.

“I’m sorry that I….”

“No, don’t be. I’m just not ready yet.”

“I can respect that.”

“I’m glad.”

“Do you want to get a pizza or something?”

“Yea… that’d be good.”

I was a little confused, but I’d take it slow if that’s what she wanted. Most girls by the second date want to go all the way.

We stopped off at Joe’s Italian Kitchen and had a couple of slices apiece, and then I took her back to the dorm. When I asked her out the following weekend, she said she was busy.

“Was it because of what I tried to do?”

“No… my parents are divorced, and every other weekend I go to Albany and see my Dad. I think it’s only right since he’s paying every bit of my college. Heck, I could live at home and save him a lot of money, but he insists that I live on campus and experience college life. I guess when he went to college he lived at home and commuted back and forth every day. He said that it wasn’t much different than high school for him. He was invited to a class reunion but didn’t go because he really didn’t get to know anyone.”

So that’s how it went for the next few weeks. We dated but anything other than kissing was out of the question. Finally, one Saturday we decided to go on a picnic out to the lake. I picked up some barbecued chicken, some salad and a couple bottles of wine.

She had a car and knew where we were going. We put a blanket on the sand and were soon stripped down to our bathing suits. As she pulled off her t-shirt and shorts, her little tiny bikini left nothing to the imagination. After a game of volley ball with some other kids, we just lay around for a while. Later we ate our dinner and drank one of the bottles of wine. Before long we were both feeling the alcohol a little. Soon our necking turned a little hotter as her tiny bikini top slid up. I wasted no time and had her firm upturned breast in my mouth. After a bit she pushed me away and straightened her top around.

“Want some more wine?” I asked with a somewhat ulterior motive.

“Yea, I guess.”

I went to the basket and opened the other bottle except this one I had doctored with some vodka before ever leaving campus. We sat and watched the sun go down. During that time she had a couple more glasses of my special brew and was really feeling it. We started to kiss, but before long she had lost all her inhibitions.

A few minutes later her top was off, and I was again nibbling on her n*****s. Then my fingers were in her little bikini bottom. Things were just getting hotter as she lay back on the blanket. She was already moist as I ran my fingers up and down her tight little slit. After lightly rubbing her wet p***y, I finally found her little clit and rubbed it lightly making it hard.

I pulled the strings on the side of her bikini bottom and found a full, untrimmed blond bush. After easing down between her thighs, my tongue lingered and lapped in her hot little hole. I sucked and kissed her sweet little snatch and finally tongue f****d her for a minute or two. Then I concentrated on her love button. My tongue worked it until she shook with her first orgasm. She moaned a little and ran both hands across her belly.

My c**k was rock hard and pulsating with every beat of my heart. I was raging with pure lust. Slowly I pushed it into her love tunnel. Her girl c*m lubed the way. As I eased my hard d**k in, she moaned and jerked a little. I pulled back, giving her time to relax and started in once more. With a slow in and out motion I finally got it all the way into her. I f****d her deep and slow. She cooed and moaned as I continued. Finally, I felt my balls churn, and I pushed deeper. My breathing quickened and so did my thrusts. Suddenly I blew my load of searing hot c*m deep in her hungry p***y.

As I pulled out, she tried to pull up her bikini bottom so I helped her. I tied her top around her chest and eased her legs back into her shorts. With her t-shirt on I got her to the car and packed our stuff. After a few minutes I drove back to the campus and helped her in her dorm. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me before going into her room.

God, what a day! I think I was in love.

In the morning I texted her but didn’t get a response. That went on for most of the day. Sunday was just the same. s**t, I didn’t think she would be mad at me. After all she went along with my advances. She never pushed me away. I think she finally wanted it.

On Tuesday she was in class, and we talked for a few minutes. She said she’d be with her Dad until Friday but wanted me to go to a party with her the night she got back. She gave me a little kiss on the cheek and left.

Friday night came, and we sat in her car outside the Sigma Gamma Phi house and drank a couple beers. One of her friends popped in and offered me a shot of tequila. She had it in a small plastic cup, so I quickly drank it down. The three of us continued to talk for a while, and I took another shot and followed it with some more beer.

Suddenly my world went black. “Oh, fu….” I was out for the count.

When I finally woke up, my head was pounding as if it was beaten with a hammer. My body felt like I was sleeping on concrete. Finally, I opened my eyes, and I was. I looked around with somewhat blurry vision totally confused and then closed them quickly. The bright sun hurt too much to even look.

I lay there for several minutes as things started to clear. When I tried to scratch my balls, I realized that my arms didn’t move. I opened my eyes and was totally shocked.

I was lying on a concrete pad with my hands cuffed securely behind my back. I sat up and realized that a metal collar was around my neck, and a chain from it was padlocked to a ring in the stone-like pad. Besides that I was completely naked. I was totally confused and looked around wondering what the f**k had happened. I was locked in a small chain-link enclosure complete with a similar fenced top. I tried to stand up, but my legs were a little too unstable. Besides, the cage wasn’t quite tall enough. In fact, the kennel was only about four feet long, three feet wide and maybe four feet high at best. I slowly moved around and tried to push on the door, but it was held securely shut by two heavy Yale locks.

Next to the door was a dish of water and a bowl of what looked like dried dog food. Slowly I sat down and looked around outside the cage. I was in a small clearing in the woods. About fifty feet away I could see the corner of a small cabin, but that was all.

“Hey, is anyone there?” I yelled. God! That hurt my head…

There was no answer, so I hollered again. “Can anyone hear me?”

I listened but didn’t hear anything, so I sat in the corner and just looked around. The sun was high in the sky, so I knew it had to be near noon. I figured whoever had locked me in here would be back in a while.

“Hello… is anyone in the cabin?”