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Marlene lay back in her dorm bed and let her eyes close. She reached deep into her mind to relive the remarkable experience she'd just luxuriated in with her employer. She'd sucked him off, been fucked by him most deliciously, and then shared their juices with him after he'd scooped them from her cunt with his tongue and kissed her for the exchange. Immediately her hands went to work all over again.

The buxom blond was most men's dream with full hips to go with her commodious breasts, and lush lips to wrap warmly around one's shaft. Her brilliant green eyes were round and captivating, accented by the softness of her face. When she walked by, men could not help but stare, her hips swinging a bit more than necessary, and her shoulders accenting an otherwise short gait. Marlene Donner was a bombshell in some men's minds, a sex pot in others', and considered too slutty to those who might offer her more than a one night stand.

Her left hand massaged her breasts alternately while her right hand reached down and slipped up under her skirt. Though hidden by their closed lids, her eyes rolled back in their sockets and she drifted back to the lab where she interned. She'd made an absolutely momentous discovery today, well, her boss had, but only she knew it. She smiled on her dorm bed as she thought of the bottle on her dresser just a few feet away.

While searching for a synthetic protein to alter a certain part of a mouse's brain, her boss, Charles P. Massey, PhD in bio-chemistry, had mistakenly left his coffee cup under the condenser of one experiment. Only Marlene had seen the single drop of experimental liquid fall into the cup, and only Marlene knew the astonishing fact that the drop had turned her hunk of a PhD into a love hungry robot. She was still tingling with excitement from both the sex and the excitement of the discovery. Taking the remainder of the flask of special liquid he'd rejected for not meeting the test's goals, she'd brought it home for her own use.

Marlene cooed under the multiple sensations of her unbelievable luck, and her excited body. Her finger slipped under her already wet panties and began to rub her clit, dipping now and then into the pool of lubrication just below. Her mind drifted in the blissful state of success, anticipation, and sexual satisfaction all at once. Then the world exploded around her.

"Why you two faced little bitch!" The voice was more an observation than an accusation. Marlene's roommate, Victoria Dawn, threw her books on her bed and stood looking over Marlene. She had her hands on her hips and Marlene thought for a second the woman was prepared to beat her, or laugh at her embarrassment.

Marlene, as hot and horny as she may have looked, had been anything but through her first semester so far. And yet, she was somehow so vulnerable, so open. Her roommate, much more worldly and knowledgeable of the ways of men and women, had even taken to protecting her from the comments and advances of their classmates.

"You strut around this place like the campus prude for three months and all you are is a masturbating little slut like the rest of us! I can't believe it! Shit! Even I was beginning to believe you were a prude in a whore's body! Damn!" She moved a step closer and Marlene cringed.

"Why, I ought to..." Her hand came up as if to slap the girl, and Marlene pulled back even further, wishing she could somehow get beneath the covers. But Victoria froze. This was a whole new situation. To her sudden surprise, and wondrous curiosity, her roommate was not a pristine prude as everyone had thought. She wasn't the distant, childlike, innocent "Mama's Girl" after all. No, this lush, Anna Nicole body and Marilyn Monroe face and hair she'd longed to touch since they'd first met was not untouchable after all. Just the opposite! And only she knew it! Here she lay in the early evening, masturbating herself right through her clothes, so deep into it she didn't even hear the door open, or all the noise in the halls. This girl was slut material if there ever was slut material!

"So you've been hiding your true feelings from all of us all this time. Damn! And all of us have been actually protecting you! Keeping the animals at bay. Why you bitch! I ought to slap you silly! Damn, Girl, what the hell AM I going to do with you?" She put both hands back on her hips and looked the girl over thoroughly, and slowly, feasting on the swollen curves. Her skirt had been pulled so high it shown her lily-white thigh skin all the way to the crotch of her panties. "Jezus! You even smell horny, girl."

Victoria was taller than Marlene, as were most girls, but she was not as voluptuous. Her size "C" tits were the perkiest they would be for the rest of her life, her waist the slimmest, and every aspect of her sexual organs the horniest. She was the offspring of a poor family, supported at college by a local scholarship that fortunately had few candidates to select from, and quite experienced in how to use her sexual assets to get what she needed. As she stood there now, looking down at her cringing roommate, she knew she wanted this girl added to her list of conquests.

Marlene didn't know what to do. Perhaps the greatest afternoon of her life had just turned into the worst nightmare. She'd fended off the sexual conflicts with abstinence all these years, until this afternoon. When her boss had suddenly fallen into her spell, she couldn't resist and let all her frustrations come out and be satisfied, only to find she wanted that much more just a couple hours later. And now her worldly roommate, the one who'd been prompting her to "come out and play," since they'd met, had caught her red handed at play all right, doing exactly what she'd managed to lead everyone on campus she didn't do. In a single moment, her life had changed a second time in one day. Then her roommate surprised her once more, climbing up on her bed and standing with legs spread either side of her knees, hands on hips and staring down at her.

"What am I going to do with you, Marlene? Hmm? Or should I call you 'Bitch!' Or 'Slut!' You are one, you know. And you lied to all of us. You made us think you were so virgin and all, so 'saving yourself for marriage' and all." She paused, then sat down on Marlene's knees with her hands still on her hips. She looked at the girl again, examining her differently now, thinking of how various parts would feel under her touch, or taste to her kiss. She leaned forward and rested both hands directly on Marlene's breasts.

Marlene shrunk back into the mattress, but could not escape the assault. Her roommate had her breasts in her hands, and her legs caught between her knees. She was immobile except for her hands, which she'd let fall to her sides. She wondered why she wasn't fighting and decided she had no idea.

Victoria smiled, as if she knew something Marlene didn't. "Go ahead."

Marlene's eyes begged the silent question, "What?"

"Go ahead, my little slut roomy, grab my tits." When Marlene didn't budge, Victoria raised her voice and commanded, "Grab my tits, Bitch!"

Marlene immediately reached up and took a breast in each hand, freezing once again. The girl wore no bra.

"Harder!" Victoria commanded as she began to massage Marlene's huge melons through her bra and blouse.

The girl complied and tightened her fingers on the flesh they held. Immediately she realized she liked the feel of her roommate's breasts in her hands. She wore no bra. The flesh was real, sensuous, pliant and responding. She began squeezing them, drawing and pushing them in a circling motion, feeling the remarkable movement of someone else's breasts for the first time. She looked briefly at Victoria and saw her eyelids fall and her head tilt back, obviously enjoying the attention.

"That's it, my little roommate slut. That's nice, a little harder even. I like my tits handled, baby. Mmmmmm... and from now on I have someone to handle them for me, mmmmmm.. don't I?" She let the motion continue as if she didn't expect an answer, only more blissful attention to her flesh.

"I said, 'DON'T I!'" Her eyes had opened and her hands squeezed Marlene's tits.

"Yes!" Marlene said more from shock than pain. She was torn because the sensations on her breasts were actually pleasant, not painful as they might be, and her hands were sending unprecedented signals of pleasure to her brain.

"That's right." Victoria rocked her hips in satisfaction at how things were suddenly turning out. She was trying to give her clit some stimulation and rode slightly to one side to let one of Marlene's knees touch her there.

Marlene was very much aware of what her roommate was doing. Even through her stocking and the less than sensitive skin of her knee, she could feel the heat of her roommate's pussy. She even thought she felt a bit of dampness, but that didn't make sense for the girl was wearing jeans at least, if not panties too. And her shirt, a blue work shirt she'd worn because it was so soft and cuddly to slip into after her swims at the pool, was yielding like soft sponge to her ministrations on her breasts. Marlene was truly conflicted with the frightening moment and the sensuous experience.

Victoria looked around as if to find something. Marlene didn't know what she was thinking, but she suddenly realized she'd left her bottle of the experimental liquid on her dresser. Just then the phone rang, and knowing how tied to the obnoxious device Victoria was, she breathed an immense sigh of relief. As Victoria got up and went to her night table to pick up the phone, Marlene darted to her dresser and slipped the bottle into the top drawer.

"Hello? And this better be good!" She looked back at her roommate and saw her standing, somewhat of a disappointment.

The voice on the phone was familiar. It was the scientist Marlene worked for, though he immediately told Victoria, upon confirming she was Marlene's roommate, that she should not let on that it was him on the phone.

"Call me, uh, Jerry," The voice said.

Victoria's eyebrows scrunched inward in suspicion.

"Go ahead," The voice said again, "Call me Jerry, now, so she doesn't get suspicious."

"Ok, Jerry." Victoria continued to watch Marlene, but talk on the phone.

"Listen, you know who I am."

"Yes."

"Well, I uh, played a little trick on Marlene today. I want to, well... she has said you were a very confident, sexy, adventurous person. Are you?"

"Really? She said that, huh?" She looked at Marlene with a bit more sensuality. She'd had no idea the girl even thought of her.

"Yes, and more, but we can talk about that later, if you like. Right now, well, I like this girl and I don't want to see her hurt...." He spoke for another seven minutes and Victoria listened more and more intently as he did. Not only was she liking what she was hearing, but she was becoming interested in meeting this boss of her roommate. She would think about that, but for now, she had a very important, and hopefully, very pleasurable task to perform.

"I understand Jerry. Don't worry. Yes. I'll be careful. Right. Take care, now. Goodbye." She hung up the phone and sat on her bed, looking at Marlene.

Marlene turned around to face her roommate, wondering just where things stood. The phone call was forgettable. Victoria had lots of friends, more than Marlene could ever remember. Right now she was much more concerned with what was taking place before the phone rang. She started to say something when Victoria held up her hand and interrupted.

"No, don't say anything, Marlene. I'm sorry. I was out of bounds there. I bumbled in here and treated you like dirt. I'm sorry, I had no right to say the things I did. I'm truly sorry." She bowed her head in shame.

Marlene was not only surprised, but disappointed in her roommate's uncharacteristic behavior. She wanted to tell her no, she hadn't been angry. She wasn't embarrassed. She LIKED being touched by her, called a bitch and a slut. She WANTED Victoria! But she could not. She struggled for her next move, her next words. Then an idea struck her. Tell her!

"It's OK, really, Vikki. I mean it. It's ok. I'm sorry I've misled you all this time. I mean, don't get me wrong. I'm not a slut. I mean, I'm not a sexual pervert or anything like that. And I don't think of you that way either! I mean, well, oh hell. Want a beer?" She smiled and tried to put the right spin on her frustration, some of it real, and some of it acted.

Victoria looked up and said, "Sure." Then she added, "And thanks. Sorry 'bout that." She motioned her head to Marlene's bed. I promise that will never happen again." She watched closely for Marlene's reaction. The Doc was right.

Marlene's face went pale. "No! Uh, I mean, well. Oh hell. Let me get those beers." She dropped down to the small fridge she kept and pulled out two beers that had been in there for weeks. They were more for looks than anything else, a sign of coming of age in college. She hardly ever drank.

Taking the two beers from the fridge, she stood and put them on her dresser where she popped the tops. Marlene then looked in the mirror above the dresser to see if she was being watched. Fortunately, Victoria was opening and closing drawers in her desk as if looking for something. Marlene reached into her drawer, pulled out the small bottle of experimental liquid, and tipped two drops into one of the two open beers.

She put the bottle back and closed the drawer as she said aloud to cover the movement, "Really, you did catch me in a, well, embarrassing moment. I don't know what I would have done in your shoes either." Holding one beer out to Victoria, she added, "By gone's?"

"By-ogne's," Victoria agreed with a smile. They clinked cans and took a long swallow each. Victoria smacked her lips and scrunched her eyebrows again, frightening Marlene that perhaps she'd tasted something funny in the beer. She was relieved and pleasantly surprised when her roommate said, "Mmmm.. that's, uh... good." She suddenly put the beer down on the desk and just stood there.

Marlene couldn't believe it had acted that fast, could it? She asked, "Are you all right, Vikki?"

"Yes."

Marlene smiled and said, "Good." She put her beer on the dresser. "You're not mad at me then?" She would take it easy, just to make sure.

"No."

"Hmmm... so, what did you think when you came in, and saw me, uh, masturbating?"

"I was mad."

Marlene frowned, "Why mad, Vikki?"

"Because I have been defending your virginity." She was almost too robotic in her answers.

"My virginity? I never told you I was a virgin." She cocked her head at an angle, curious.

Victoria remained silent.

Oh my! Marlene thought. She'd forgotten! Questions only. The liquid made the person answer commands and questions only. She'd forgotten already. "Did I ever tell you I was a virgin?"

"No."

"Then why, how could you make such an assumption?"

"I agreed with the other girls on the floor. We decided."

"But why?" She was genuinely curious. All through high school she'd been chased by men, even at college already, like she was some sex object begging to get laid. And all the girls on the floor had decided she was a virgin?

"You act different."

"How so, Vikki?"

"You don't go out with guys. You don't talk dirty. You don't hang out and drink with us at night. You don't, well, we didn't even think you played with yourself."

The truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. The experimental liquid was not only working, but she was finding out more about herself and her friends than she'd ever known. The temptation to spring forth all kinds of facts was powerful. "What else do you guys say about me?"

There was a moment of hesitation before Vikki said, "We uh, all agree, you are hot."

"Really!" Marlene was immediately pleased. All through high school she'd been considered competition when she wasn't even interested. That made her an outcast. Now it made her feel entirely different. "Has anyone..." She decided not to force her roommate to compromise a friend. "Do you think I am hot, Vikki?"

There was no hesitation now. "Yes."

"Hmmm.. have you, well, thought of me?" How the hell was she supposed to ask such questions?

"Yes."

The answer was too factual, emotionless. "No, I mean, have you thought of, well, being with me?" She suddenly realized that was as stupid question. Wasn't the girl just sitting on her knees kneading her chest? Wasn't she just insisting Marlene massage her breasts?

"Yes."

Of course! "Have any of the other girls said things like that?"

"Yes."

Damn, Marlene cursed to herself. How much else was she missing? She was on the verge of anger with herself. "Take off your blouse and jeans."

Victoria jerked slightly, and otherwise didn't move.

"Now!"

She began to unbutton her blue shirt. Marlene watched from four feet away as her roommate carefully removed the garment and revealed her tits standing proudly outward as she had seen emerging from showers and the bathroom on many occasions. On this occasion however, she was not seeing a sneaked reflection in the mirror, but a full frontal view. And the girl's nipples were hard as nails and standing out.

As Vikki undid her belt and jeans snap and zipper, she looked straight ahead, impersonally. She was a robot, unable to think on her own, subservient to her roommate's every command. She was a bit self-conscious of her exposed loins when her pants fell, but hell, this was how she dressed.

Marlene was embarrassed at first, but quickly forgot the feeling. She was too busy staring at Vikki's mound. There was only a small wisp of hair left after shaving, and it did not interfere with her view of the bulge from her pubes, down to where it yielded to the top of her slit. Two very swollen lips left no doubt that the girl was hot, and Marlene's sudden look down at the jeans pooled on the floor confirmed her earlier suspicion – Victoria had already wet her pants, clear through.

Marlene had never before even dreamed of controlling someone for her own pleasure, and here for the second time in a single day she found herself in charge of another human being. Her boss, the doctor of biological chemistry, a hunk she would have worked for for nothing, had pleasured her beyond her wildest dreams just a few hours ago. And now, her very sexy and much more enlightened roommate had turned herself over to Marlene completely and without reservation. For all she knew, the poor girl would walk right over to the window and jump out if she asked, or commanded. Her mood became even bolder.

"Vikki, turn around. Face the other way." While she obeyed, Marlene sat back on her bed. She turned around and arranged her many pillows, and then sat back up against them, comfortable, and ready for a show.

"Bend forward." Victoria did so, easily able to place her fingers on the floor for support.

"Spread your cheeks."

She reached around behind and placed a hand on either cheek, and pulled them apart. The relatively cooler air immediately chilled her lips, enhancing the wonderful humility of the moment.

Marlene thought about what she might do. Her brazen roomy had been ready to humiliate her in her own bed, and perhaps that was sufficient inspiration. "Stick a finger in you pussy."

The girl did exactly as she was told and slipped a middle finger as far as she could inside her slit.

"Come over here." Victoria stood straight, her finger still buried, and turned and walked to Marlene's bed.
"Take off my skirt."

Victoria could hardly wait to fulfill that command and she leaned in and began loosening the side clasp.

Marlene hiked her hips up and said, "Take it off." When Victoria tried to pull her panties at the same time, Marlene surprised herself and spanked the girl hard on the ass. "I said my skirt! What are you, some kind of slut?"

"Yes." The response was again factual and prompt.

Truth, Marlene thought. A wonderful thing. The skirt was removed and she settled back onto her bed. "Now my blouse!"

Victoria moved closer and began undoing the buttons of her roommate's blouse. When she finished the last one, she began to reach for the center front clasp on her bra, generating another spank. "I'm beginning to think you like being spanked, is that so?"

Victoria hesitated before saying, "Yes." She gently lifted the blouse from her new master's shoulders.

"Now remove my panties," Marlene said.

Victoria moved again back even with her waist and gently tugged as Marlene hiked up her hips. The panties came away wet, a dark spot that had been growing for several minutes, and which had now released her scent into the air. Victoria thought she might faint.

"My bra." Marlene leaned forward to enable its removal.

"Spread my legs," Marlene said, enjoying this more each minute. Her all-wise, all-experienced roommate had suddenly become her sex slave. Could life get any better?

"Get on the bed between my legs and put your tongue in my cunt." The words were dirty, the command demeaning, and the whole moment delicious. The girl did as she was told and knelt between Marlene's legs. She put a hand on either thigh and began to drop down... "Get your hands off me!"

Victoria froze, then pulled her hands back. She'd gone beyond the command. She waited sheepishly.

"Now do what I told you!" Marlene couldn't believe how easy it was to assume this role she was becoming so familiar with.

Victoria leaned in and kept her hands behind her back. She stuck her tongue out as far as she could, a view Marlene caught just before it disappeared below her mound. Marlene's next sensation was of a tongue not just touching her lips, but plunging deep within her and then stopping, staying there, heating her as much as she was heating it. The sensation was exquisite on top of the role she was playing.

"Now move it around, and please me with it. But stay inside my tunnel!" Marlene smiled at her power. She lay back a bit more and pushed her groin up a bit further.

Victoria tried not to touch the swollen lips or Marlene's crotch in any way, but couldn't help the occasional brush. Each time she did resulted in another spank. As enjoyable as that was, it was punishment, not reward. In the meantime, she extended her tongue in ways she never considered before, this being the only way to make contact when she was so hot to make more. Her tongue got so used to its extended state, she wondered if it would ever obey and retract. Through it all, she smelled the delicious aroma of her roommate and slurped away at her juices.

Marlene let her head fall back and her eyes roll upward. For the first time, someone who knew what they were doing was pleasing her pussy. And she was doing so one very important and deliberate step at a time. Just when she'd thought it couldn't get better, it had.

Several minutes of this sensational, but non-orgasmic pleasure passed before she let her new servant relax, or somewhat so. "You may touch me now, with the rest of your face. I want to cum, Vikki. Make me cum with your face alone." With that, Marlene raised her knees for the woman to have greater access. She was prepared for a lust-filled onslaught of an attack on her cunt, but got instead a very gradually increasing tempo and contact.

The first additional touch came from Victoria's chin. It pushed into the sensitive spot between the end of Marlene's slit and her puckered little asshole. The pressure landed, and stayed, with movement applied side to side every few seconds. Next she felt her roommate's nose land on her clit. At first it just rested there, applying pressure but not moving. Her tongue however continued its dance within Marlene, and that kept the voluptuous beauty growing in need.

Victoria then moved her nose on Marlene's clit, rubbing and nudging her hardened little dick. Soon the previous movement of the tongue became the dance of complete and total oral sex and Marlene began to lift from the bed and fly. As her body responded and bucked at the welcomed assault, it was announced by an ever loudening guttural groan.

Victoria got more and more excited and intent upon making this first orgasmic gift of hers to her roommate unforgettable. She exercised her nose and chin in unison and separately to stimulate Marlene's privates beyond control. When she sensed her roommate close, she suddenly sucked the woman's entire pussy into her mouth hard, continuing to tongue and nudge the whole time.

Marlene's hips bucked up hard against her roommate's face. The feelings were sensational, beyond anything she'd ever experienced, so different, so intense, so perfect. She let herself fly in orgasm, slamming her cunt up into the face of Victoria. She wanted to pull the woman's head down hard on her loins, but refrained, keeping her role and knowing that she could now have this woman anytime, any place she wanted. She let out a yell of satisfaction as her body racked its pleasure on them both.

As Marlene's body finally began to relax, Vikki leaned back on her knees and raised an arm to wipe her face. It was soaked, wet with Marlene all over her mouth, nose and chin. The glistening reflection in the light turned Marlene on all over again, faster than ever she could remember. "Don't" She said, and Vikki held her arm a foot from her face.

"Kiss me." Marlene couldn't believe she'd said it, but couldn't wait for it to happen. Her roommate leaned into her with a smile and suddenly sucked her other lips, deep into her mouth.

Marlene simultaneously smacked the girl's ass once again, and pushed her away. "What kind of way is that to kiss me! You slut! You kiss like a horny bitch in heat!" She knew the words weren't all that terrific, but the heat she was herself feeling was speaking louder than her reason.

Victoria leaned back and bowed her head in shame, "I'm sorry."

Marlene said, "Get back here, before I dry on you. And kiss me!"

Victoria was amazed at the girl's expertise. Who would have known? Who would have thought she'd be so discriminating, let alone so knowledgeable, so liberal, and so damn demanding? She was unbelievably delicious!

They shared tongues and lips and juices for sometime before Marlene gave her a less severe smack on the ass. Victoria took this as a love tap of approval and wiggled her ass as if for more, groaning into her roommate's mouth, and tonguing her deeply;

Another smack, much harder, brought her back to attention. "Did I do something wrong again, Mistress?"

Mistress! Marlene had never thought of herself as some kind of dominatrix or anything like that, and yet she'd just been called a mistress. She would think on that more. "Get your pussy up here, now!" She pushed Victoria's head aside as if to jump start the turnaround.

Victoria smiled to herself the minute her head was turned sufficiently to not be seen by Marlene. As she crossed her knee over Marlene's chest, she suddenly realized that Marlene was not only sitting up still, but watching her in the mirror across the room. Whack! She felt the accompanying smack on her ass. Whack! Another stinging slap on her pinking ass flesh stirred her beyond imagination. Here was this heretofore prudish roommate, pummeling her ass and about to eat her snatch, as she did the same for her. In one afternoon, three months of boredom and frustration had suddenly turned into an evening of sheer pleasure the likes of which she was hard pressed to match in memory. She dove down on her new mistress's cunt.

Marlene pulled hard on Victoria's ass and slammed it into her face. She wanted to feel the first pussy of her life make impact on her features, to feel what it felt like to dive into a woman's sex. Her tongue found her hole immediately, its wetness and sweet smelling juices. She tried hard to drink right out of her pussy and encouraged the swollen lips to comply with her tongue. Her index finger on one hand, unbeknownst to her at the time, found the puckered little asshole just above, and dove in there too.

Victoria let the electric shock of the finger penetrating her ass shoot through her like the lightening she wanted it to be. This was getting even better. She echoed the movement and slipped a finger into her mistress' ass. Whack!

Victoria jerked, pulled her finger back out, and listened as Marlene yelled into her cunt. The words were barely intelligible, but Victoria got the picture. She didn't want her ass just penetrated, she wanted it worked! But it seemed she also wanted it her way.

"Slowly! Fuck my ass, SLOWLY!" Marlene wanted it, more than anything, but if anything on her was virgin, it was her ass. She cooed back into the delicious pussy pie as she felt her roomy's finger begin to slip into and out of her tighter chute.

Victoria was loosing all sense of anything but the moment at hand. With her roommate literally in her butt and pussy, while she was having the time of her life in the girl's snatch and ass too, she began to forget certain basic things, like whether the door was locked, or getting to live in the same dorm room with this girl for another six months or so. Nothing else seemed to matter. There was no outside world, only the exquisitely stimulating girl in her face and groin, and her own voracious need for more. She sucked hard on Marlene's swollen lips.

Victoria felt the heavenly pull on her lips too as if they were both trying to gobble each other's entire being inside them. They pulled and pushed and fingered each other like the vixens they had quickly become. There was just not enough to eat, or suck or plug.

Suddenly, Victoria forgot herself and said, "My God, Marlene. Let me up and I'll get us a nasty dildo!"

Marlene did stop sucking on her roommate's twat. She slowly let go of her pussy, let her finger slip out of her slippery ass. Her expression was one of total shock. Complete surprise, combined with humiliating turmoil. Victoria had just taken a huge liberty that the drug should have prevented. She'd thought for herself, acted in heat, and completely apart from being a servant, had taken charge.

Marlene had been instantly beyond the embarrassment of a lesbianistic encounter. It was far too good not to be. She would never stop such activity, a decision she'd made already. This was all just way too good. But what to do with Victoria? Was she coming out of the drug's control so quickly? Was the drug wearing off her even faster than it had off her boss? Did she not give her enough? Had more than the one drop fallen into the doctor's coffee, therefore making it necessary for more to be used? As the questions flew through Marlene's mind, Victoria came back to her bed, where she immediately froze, holding a long double ended dildo in her hands.

It was as if Victoria had suddenly realized she was out of character and went back under the spell. Marlene looked at her, staring out the window across her bed. That was exactly what had happened. She figured quickly, if her roomy had been under before, and not a moment ago, she would not be under now either, and NOT trying to look like she was. Marlene's heart beat loudly as the critical moment lingered. She was trying to sort through all that was going on, and what had already happened, to ascertain the real facts.

She suddenly felt terribly sad. She'd been duped, by her boss first, and then by her roommate. Her boss had had to be behind her roomy's deception too. That must be who was on the phone! The bastard had called to tell Vikki what had happened in the lab, and what to do to take advantage of it! Damn! She was pissed, irate at the two of them. Then she got really mad and was about to lash out at the still staring Victoria when her mind regained some control.

Wait, she thought. Who was it said, "Don't get mad, get even?" Right then, that sounded like a really satisfying thought, but how? Apparently, Vikki thought so little of her brain power to think she was still fooling her. "Turn around, you worthless slut!"

Victoria breathed a huge sigh of relief. She was totally convinced she'd blown the whole charade. How could Marlene be so gullible? She felt a little guilty at taking advantage of her so, but she also felt she was doing the little ready-made tart a favor by pointing out her true desires. Whatever, she thought. Go along. Back in role. She turned around, still holding the double dong in her hands.

"On you knees, Slut!" Marlene had thought it through. Revenge can be sweet too. And right now, she had a beautiful girl naked on her knees before her. She'd worry about the doctor later. "Give me that."

Vikki passed the double dong around behind her. She was on all fours, relaxing in the notion she'd not been found out. She smiled to herself as the fun was about to continue. Then she felt the delicious pleasure of a large dildo pushing up her slit.

While pushing the huge tool into her roommate, Marlene reached silently around and under her mattress for her own such tool. It was not as large and bold, but just as double and threatening, given the only hole that remained exposed. Now it was time to fool her phony slave. "Head down on the floor!"

Victoria obeyed immediately, waiting impatiently for the pressure and depth to increase. When it did, the huge double dildo slipped deeper into her pussy, but was suddenly accompanied by pressure from what she assumed was the other end on her ass. "Ohhhh..." She groaned, "That's too big for my ass baby, please... just put the other end in you and fuck me hard, roomy." Again she cursed herself for her role mistake. Could this hot babe really believe she was under some kind of spell? Again nothing changed, and she felt like the cat with nine lives. She said, "Oh God! It hurts so bad!" Oddly enough however, it didn't hurt anymore than pleasurably. She wondered how she could suddenly take such a big dildo up her ass.

Marlene continued to hold both dildo's in one hand so her subject would think they were the same piece. Slowly, she rose and put a leg either side of Vikki, then sat back on the edge of the bed. Then she worked on positioning herself and the two dildos to get them into her holes the same way as they were well seated in Victoria. When she had them both set, she began to scoot forward and down on Vikki's upturned ass.

They both groaned in mind shattering pleasure as the dildos went into each other as deep as their bodies would allow. Victoria was totally shocked and confused when she suddenly felt the skin and pleasure of Marlene's ass come down on hers, burying the tool in both her holes. It wasn't until Marlene backed up and pushed down again several times that she put one and one together and got two dildos working at once. The brazenness of her newly "outed" roommate was almost as much a turn on as the sensations at either end of her crack. The two of them seemed to get the picture the same way as they began to work away then towards each other to pump their pussies and asses into submission.

The unique wave of unbelievable pleasure of something withdrawing from two holes at once was rolling over both of them at the same time. Then the filling sensation of both holes being pressed upon at once only intensified the sensations. Each took in a long deep breath as the plungers bottomed within. They would remain glued butt to cunt for several seconds, savoring the sheer pleasure of knowing they were so deeply rooted, so intimately connected, so penetratingly filled with each other.

The action became regular - Marlene would begin to rise on her feet, while Victoria let her butt down to draw them apart. They would pause, just before that last inch or so left their bodies, then begin to plunge again, very slowly and deliberately at first, but faster as time went on. Soon they were both emitting groans of extreme pleasure as they bucked shorter more violent strokes against each other. Finally, with no thought to the rest of the world, they both bucked themselves tightly onto each other's genitals and held the position for several seconds of bliss.

As Marlene was finally ready to let everything go, she said, "Now! Fuck me you bitch!" And they both began to lurch away and together again while shouting at near the top of their lungs at each other. The words were disgusting and threatening. The volume was unregulated and the pumping action untamed. They bucked and fucked each other like animals in the jungle until both of them came like waterfalls and squirted load after load of hot steamy juices down the ass, crack and thighs of Victoria.

Eventually they slowed, and finally stopped with both dildos still buried in all four holes. They could barely hold themselves up having spent so much in orgasm. Marlene fell back on the bed without pulling from her roommate's ass. Victoria's mind was returning slowly, and she reminded herself to not speak unless spoken too. Marlene's senses were coming back too, and she knew she had a plan to complete, and then put into motion. But until then, she would enjoy the moment, and keep the charade on herself going. She had much more control with the Doc and Victoria thinking they were in charge.

"Well I'll be slapped with dick and fucked up the ass!" Lori Dumond, Victoria's best friend from their old neighborhood, stood in the door with open mouth and wide eyes.

"Close the fucking door!" Victoria said from under her roommate, still not moving.

Lori did so, far too slowly for Victoria's comfort, then added, "You bitch, Victoria! You've been holding out on us! You said your roommate was a prude! HA! You were just keeping her to yourself!" She walked around the pair and knelt down to look up close. "Holy shit! There's two of 'em in there? Got-Damn Girls! I want some uh that!"

Marlene slowly rose to her feet, leaving the two dildos behind. Victoria moaned with the departure of her roommate's pleasing pressure on her ass, but did not move. If she knew her friend, there was more fun to be had. What concerned her more now was the obvious facts: One, they were found out. Lori would never let them live this apparent deception down, even though it was not a deception by her. Two, her roommate must know by now she was just playing along and that the drug had no bearing whatsoever on her actions. How was her roommate going to take that?

Before anyone could say anything, Lori assumed the position Marlene had been in, skirt up and with no panties in the way. She immediately began to insert both used dildo ends into her respective holes and cooed and ahhhed as she did. Marlene just stood there watching, partly because she could hardly move after such an exhaustive patch of orgasms, and partly because she wanted so badly to watch what she must have just looked like. Lori began pumping slowly up and down to get a feel of the two dongs, and how far and short her range was. "Gimme that belt!" She yelled at Marlene.

Marlene looked at the closet door where Lori was pointing and retrieved the wide leather belt hanging on the handle. Quickly, Lori wrapped it under and back up behind Victoria's back where she cinched it tight. Then with one hand free and the other holding her friend's belt like a cowboy, she rode Victoria's back side as if it were that of a bucking bull. "Yahoo!" She screamed, inducing Victoria to play along and buck back.

"Oh my God, Marlene! You had us all fooled! Look at the fun you two have been having!" She waived her free hand and used the other's leverage on the belt to really jam the dildos up each other's holes. Victoria thought she would feel one or both of them coming down her throat and out on the floor any second. The fullness was matched only by the perversity of her best friend fucking her like some cow.
Lori yelled to the room, "Yeah! Now THIS is how you fuck a real woman! Take it bitch!" She rode her friend hard and long and all the time the two double dongs were buried in snatch and ass so far as to preclude any sight of them what so ever. Lori's big tits were bouncing with the action and turning Marlene on. She knew what that felt like, to let big tits fly with abandon, especially while your cunt is filled to the brim with meat. She reached out subconsciously and grabbed one and held it in her hand.

"That's it baby! Get around behind me here. Yeah. Now reach around a grab them both, Marlene, baby, and maul 'em! Make 'em hurt!" She pushed her chest into Marlene's hands the second they touched.

"Oh God yes! Oh Vic! This is so HOT! Oh baby! How could you shut me out of this!" She kept bucking and shouting and fucking.

Marlene was truly mauling the woman's big tits by now, enjoying their young firmness and pliability, much like her own. She pinched the nipples, harder and harder looking for the point of maximum pleasure for her classmate, but found no bounds. The harder she pinched, the harder she howled her pleasure. She somehow had the idea to hang her tits from her pinched nipples and twirl the ends around, then release them, letting them fall only to be snatched up again with her hands. The three of them were bouncing and fucking around like rabid dogs when the door to the room suddenly opened yet again.

"Jezzzus! Will somebody please lock that fucking door!" Victoria was not as concerned with being seen as she was at living though the next orgasm. She was sweating under the intense exercise, let alone the multiple orgasms coming almost as fast now as a machine gun. Her pussy and ass were melded to the dildos and her tits bouncing on the carpeted floor, friction rasping her nipples to rigidity. She didn't even look to see who had come in. She simply said, "Get those panties off and get that snatch down here in front of my face!"

Marilyn Saunders, room 413 and close friend of the girls in the room, closed the door, locked it, and didn't think twice about joining her friends as instructed. The only second thought she had, was the sight of Marlene standing behind Lori and massaging her tits like she really meant it. Hell, she noticed, the prude was even rubbing her own tits up against Lori's back!

For the next hour or so, the three of them rocked and sucked and fucked each other into orgasm after orgasm. They shifted positions, shifted roles, but pretty much kept the same pattern running. One person, the lying-down-cunt-lickee, got to rest relatively speaking, while the two in the main event worked their asses off fucking and get fucked. The standing tit massager was kind of a work up position to transfer too from the cunt-lickee's repose. They got the rotation started and soon were all well versed in each position.

Only after each of them had cum so many times, been so satiated that they wanted no more, did they all lie back down on the two beds and relax. They breathed deeply, quietly for some time. Each automatically put a hand on each other's sex, as if it was so natural as to be a requirement to remain connected. Victoria was the first to speak, "Marlene, I'm sorry."

Marlene was silent for a moment, her hand gently massaging the pubic mound of Marilyn, while Marilyn, positioned head to toe to Marlene, did the same for her. Marilyn and Lori remained silent realizing this was a private conversation.

"It's ok, Vic." It was the first time she'd used Lori's private nick name for her. Lori didn't seem to mind either. "I was a fool to believe in the stuff."

Now Lori could not hold back, "What stuff" What the hell are you two talking about?"

Marlene and Victoria filled them in on what had happened. Victoria listened most avidly to Marlene's depiction of what had occurred at the lab. She'd seen the good doctor on campus and thought like most of the girls, he was hot. Marlene listened intently to the description of the betrayal phone call. The guy was also a rat. He'd taken complete advantage of her trust and devotion, made a mockery of her attempts at decorum in the office, and just plain duped her into shameless acts on his lab table. She wanted in the worst way to get even.

Before she could say this however, Lori spoke up. "I can't believe that shithead! Treat our little Marlene that way! Fuck him!"

"Yeah," Victoria said softly, "Fuck him."

The other three girls looked at Vic in surprise.

"What? He's HOT!" She looked at her silent friends. "Which one of you wouldn't fuck him if you got the chance? Huh? Tell me that?"

Marlene said, when they looked at her out of habit, "Hey, don't look at me! I already did it! That's what got us into this mess, hmm. Guess this isn't such a bad mess after all."

They all chuckled. Lori said, "Yeah! Maybe we ought to thank him!"

Marilyn, the quietest of the group, said, "Yeah, we ought to thank him all right. And if he's lucky, we'll let him keep his job."

Lori's mind was clicking fast. All the words from her classmates were gelling into thoughts in her mind like a word scramble coming to light. If anyone in the group was devious enough to pull off what she was thinking, it was her. "Wait! I have an idea." She disclosed her idea, making up the details as she went, but she knew where she wanted it to end up. The three girls listened intently, laughing on occasion, and helping out with details when Lori needed help. When they were done, they had a plan. As if to shake hands on it, they all jumped into one bed and made love and sex all the rest of the evening.

The next afternoon, the phone rang in Marlene's room at half past four. Victoria answered it, "Hello?"

"Victoria?"

"Yes, uh, Jerry?"

"Yes. I mean, no. That's all passed. Have you seen Marlene? She's not here yet. She's never been late before."

"I know! She's right here! Stiff, damnit. She's not going anywhere. I ask her questions and she doesn't respond. I thought you said that stuff was no more dangerous than sugar water! What's wrong with my roommate you fucking Frankenstein!" The three girls in the background were struggling to hold in their laughter at Victoria's impeccable performance.

"What? Jesus Christ! There has to be something wrong..."

"There's something wrong all right. You fucked up my roommate with some voodoo shit from your lab! You told me to trick her and I did. Then she figured it out and went ballistic on me. I left, and when I came back, there was a little bottle on her night table and it was empty. She drank it, asshole, all of it! And didn't say a fucking thing all night! When she woke up just a little while ago, she still won't talk. What the fuck did you do!"

Phillips was shook. He had tested the results of course. There were traces of other chemicals, but the results, as in most of the tests so far, were little more than sugar water. This couldn't be! He flashed every image of yesterday's test through his mind. "Have you tried to talk to her?"

"Have I tried to talk to her! What are you, deaf! Some quack!" The girls were all choking down their laughter. This was too good. "Me and my friends have been walking her, talking to her, shouting at her, nothing! You fucking beast!" Even Veronica could barely hold her hilarity in.

Doc Phillips thought about the events and the information as fast as his mind could process the data. Marlene was hurt by his antics. That was horrible! He felt terrible. But now others were aware, and that threatened his career. He reached deep down within himself and tried to figure out what had happened. What could she possibly be reacting to. An allergy? Some kind of chemical reactions? He wasn't listening consciously, but he heard voices continue on the phone.

"She still isn't moving."

"When was the last time she had anything to drink? She could be dehydrating."

"I have asked her a dozen times if she's hungry or thirsty. She just sits there."

"Give her some water, damnit. Don't take no for an answer." What was he, going crazy? He wanted to die. Marlene wasn't even speaking. He wasn't processing data. The world was caving in.

The phone went silent he replayed what he'd heard and asked, "What happened? Is she all right? Did she drink?"

"Yes. She just drank the water. Now what the hell..."

"Wait! You said she's been totally unresponsive, didn't you?" Phillips had his hopes high. Could it possible be?

"Yeah? So?"

"Has she had anything to eat since yesterday?" He asked with anticipation.

"No. I asked, she doesn't want. Now listen..."

"Shut up! Don't ask. Have you got a piece of fruit or something there?"

Victoria put her hand over the phone to keep him from hearing their breaking up. When quieted, she said, "Yeah, I have a banana." The others nearly vomited their laughter at her choice.

"Ok, now listen carefully. You must say exactly what I say, do you understand?"

The seriousness of his voice sent her back into convulsions of laughter. "Yes."

"Ok, I want you to say, 'Here, eat this.' That's all. Hand her the banana. You got that?"

"Yeah, I got it. I suppose a banana won't hurt her." Again she held the phone so Phillips couldn't hear. They were all really having trouble remaining under control.

"My God! She's eating it!" She could hardly contain herself.

"Ok." He paused, and Victoria was sure he'd just exhausted the biggest sigh of relief of his life. But he wasn't out of the woods yet. "Ok, ok... Listen. Can you bring Marlene down here, to the lab?"

She winked at her friends. Hook, line and... "Yes, sure. But why?"

"I think I know how to reverse the effects of this, uh, problem. Please, just bring her down here, ok?" He would think of what to do and say to get himself out of this potentially career ending jam while they were on their way.

"Ok, when, now?"

"Yes, right now. Thanks." He was about to hang up when he thought to ask, "Wait! Tell me this. Would you say that her condition has worsened, or improved?"

"What? From eating a banana?" Again she choked back he guffaw.

"No, damn. Has she gotten better since last night? Is she improving generally?" He was anxious for the answer.

They all nodded their approval of the obvious answer. "Yes. I guess. It could be wearing off. Is that what you are thinking?" But the phone was hung up.

Doctor Charles sat back in his office chair and kicked his feet up on the top. With his hands folded and supporting his chin, he rocked minutely while he thought. He had a career to save, and a very interesting opportunity. The wheels of greed began to spin.

The four girls squeezed into a cab and Marlene gave the driver the address of the lab. They continued to plot and scheme, testing each other with questions as they went. "Ok," Victoria said to Marlene, "Until you figured out that I was playing you yesterday, everything is exactly as it really happened. You don't have to think about lying about any of it. And after I found you, you don't remember a thing. Right?"

"Right."

"And the rest of you. I called you guys when I found out she had drunk the bottle. She's been a zombie every since. Ok?"

They all agreed just as the cab pulled up to the curb in front of Doc Phillips' corporate employer. While they got out, paid the driver and walked up the steps and made for the elevator, another car pulled up across the street and parked in an metered parking spot. Once on the lab's floor, the women made one last adjustment to their rather skimpy outfits and Marlene went into her trance mode. They knocked on the Doc's door.

Charlie was surprised to see not two, but four women waiting. He hesitated, but then asked them in, and looked up and down the hall to make sure no one saw them enter, not that he could have done anything about it they did.

"Sit down, please." He walked over to Marlene who'd sat as if on command, staring forward and with a blank look. "Hmmm.. I see what you mean. Did she drink the entire bottle?"

"Yes, well, except for the drop or two she put in my drink. When I saw the bottle next, it was on her bedside and empty. Here, I brought it with me."

The Doc took the bottle and did some calculations. He considered the bit of luck he'd just been handed in the form of the evidence. Though he was dying to test the liquid's controlling powers, the one thing he needed to know was how long the amount that Marlene took would keep her under the power of others. "And uh, you are sure her uh, situation changed for the better?"

Victoria wanted to scream Marlene was right about his questions. She knew him and his work and his psyche now, all too well. This was exactly what she'd said he would get around to asking. "Oh, yes. She's much better now. I'm uh, sorry I screamed at you. The color is back in her face, more movement, much better now."

"Hmmm. Very good. Yes." The three unaffected girls watched him like children with Mr. Rogers. He felt like a God in their eyes, an opportunity he wouldn't miss if he had his way. So Marlene was coming out of it. He had no way of knowing how far out, or how much longer it would take, but he could figure out close enough what amount it might take to get someone to the state she was in now, complete obedience. What the hell, he thought, it was worth the risk. "Listen, this is going to take awhile. Can I get you girls something to drink?"

Again! Right on target! This guy was not only predictable, but hornier than a toad! Lori chimed in, "Sure! And if you have something to spice it up just a bit, we are through with classes this afternoon." When all the other girls looked at her as if she'd just betrayed them all, she added casually, "It's not as if we're under aged or anything."

Charlie smiled at the last remark. For a moment, he thought... nah. "Sorry, I don't keep any alcohol here."

"I have to use the can. Where is it?" Marilyn asked, twisting her legs a few times to draw his attention to the mid thigh skirt.

"Oh, sure. It's out the door you came in and to your left, uh, three doors? It's marked."

Both the Doc and Marilyn left their seats and the three remaining girls whispered a few acknowledgements that all was going according to plan. The big show was about to begin.

Marilyn came back first and left the door unlocked, the true reason for her exit in the first place. She winked at all three women. Doc Phillips came back a minute later and had prepared a tray of four glasses of coke with ice, again just as Marlene had predicted.

He passed the tray around and saw to it that each girl took a glass. When he got to Marlene, he surprised them all by offering her a glass too. She surprised them further by sitting there, quiet, not responding to his questions. Commands, she reminded herself, only commands.

Phillips stood up straight, and looked at her a moment. Then he realized he'd asked a question in the context of the role he'd played with her. Maybe the real thing didn't work that way. He leaned into her again, "Marlene, drink this. It'll make you feel better." He turned after she took the plain coke and said to the others, "Perhaps the caffeine will override the effects. He nodded at them in some sort of conspiratorial relationship.

The girls looked at each other, winked mockingly when his back was turned, and then said, "Bottoms up" together and drank their cokes down.

Charlie watched in awe as the three of them downed their entire cokes in one long drink. "Well! Are you all that thirsty? Anyone care for another?" They all started to give their own answers of "No thank you," when the other three of them suddenly lapsed into silence.

Unbelievable! Charlie couldn't believe his luck! Not only did he have three women in his power, it seemed, but he had discovered a wonder chemical that could possibly have unprecedented effects on the world. His mind was beginning to assess all these possibilities when he realized he was not alone. Four beautiful women, different sizes, different shapes, all about the same age and all of them sexily clad, were sitting in his locked lab, subservient to his every command. "Everyone stand up."

They did, Marlene included. "Sit down." They did. "Shirts off."

There was a moment of hesitation, then all four of them began to unbutton or simply pull tops overhead. In a minute, all three were sitting before him, bare-chested. Not a single one had worn a bra. "Skirts off."

Again, no delay, no complaint, not even a look in his direction. They all just undid clasps and zippers and scooted up to push skirts down over their knees and let them fall to the floor. Not a one wore panties! He thought he heard something behind him, took a quick look, and then fixed his eyes again on the beautiful tits arrayed before him. This was more than he could ever have dreamed of. "Legs spread for inspection." The military command nature of the situation was overpowering. They all spread their knees wide.

"Marlene," He looked directly at Victoria. "On you knees between these legs. I want to see you lick her pussy for me.

Marlene rose slowly and stepped over to where Victoria sat. She dared not look into her face for they would both break out laughing. As she bent down to kneel, she got a special relief, the scent of her roommate wafting up in heat from her snatch. She had no trouble following orders and began to eat her roomy once more.

"Lori, the same with, what is it Marilyn?" Neither moved nor said a thing.

"Damn! This is too good. Lori. Do the same to Marilyn."

She rose and followed Marlene's lead. The four women were soon deeply involved in letting real emotions take them away.

Phillips watched for several minutes, using the time to accustom himself to his apparent success, and to figure out what he was going to do with the opportunity that had befallen him. Nagging in the back of his mind was a thought he didn't want to have, that maybe he was being played, his same strategy played right back at him. He decided the possibility was remote, and yet strong enough to warrant further review. "Ladies. Stop."

The motion stopped, but two women still had their heads buried in two snatches. "Stand up."

They did, all naked except for shoes. They were magnificent, Charlie thought. He hoped beyond all hopes that they were truly his to deal with and play with as he pleased. "All of you, march out into the hall and wait for me at the elevator." To his surprise, and extreme pleasure, they all turned and marched toward the door.

Marlene was first there and reached for the door handle. "Stop!" Charlie's voice was right on queue. Marlene had told them he'd try something like this, something they would never consider unless they were under his spell. Even he was not stupid enough to be caught with four naked women emerging from his office into the company's halls. "Come over here and remove my clothes. Marlene, make sure the door is locked." She had started to return but went back and locked the door. Too late, she thought and smiled to herself.

"All of you, line up and face the wall." They did as they were told, silently.

Charlie walked over and walked down the line of them as if he were inspecting his troops. When he reached the end, he turned around and stopped at each to slip his hand between their cheeks and feel their goods. He was smiling almost as broadly as his heart was beating fast. After each he pulled his hand from their crotch and smelled it, picking up a different scent from each and learning their varying degrees of wetness at the same time.

"Hands on the wall, and step back." He backed up to give them room. They did as commanded and soon they were all leaning on the wall. "Spread 'em."

Marlene was amazed at the different person her idol had become. He was just a man, like any other, horny, self centered, conniving. Her wishes and hopes that she'd found someone different were dashed. Quickly now, she was beginning to change inside, becoming more cynical, more self-centered.
Victoria was determined to put on a good show. They needed the film she hoped her friend was making. She hoped Lori's friend could keep shooting through all that was likely to happen. Men had their uses, she smiled inwardly. She sneaked a peak to her left and right to see if the other girls were ok. They appeared to be.

Phillips traveled up and down the line a few more times, taking more and varied liberties each time. No less than four beautiful specimens of female flesh were arrayed before him and at his command. He wasn't about to let this opportunity pass. Spending a good ten minutes feeling up and penetrating each and every girl in every hole and fumbling with their tits in between, he was having the time of his life. He began speaking more, telling them what he was finding, berating them as he did.

"Hmmm... nice asshole Lori. Must be as loose as your snatch. I wonder why. Let me see here. Two fingers in each." He had both hands on her and was down on his knees. "Three fingers in each." She jerked at the still pleasurable pain. "Four fingers.... In each." She jerked harder, feeling the pain remain after he was inside her. She was beginning to feel full as well as split open.

Charlie was surprised at his actions, as well as the ease with which he was entering Lori's ass. Could it be she was especially prone to this type of penetration? "Lori. Tell me if you like anal sex."

"I like anal sex."

"Tell me if you like fisting."

There was a moment of silence. Lori didn't want to ruin their game, but she also was not one to pass up an opportunity for something new. How could she answer? "I don't know."

Charlie considered the answer, and his next command. "Prepare to find out."

The other three girls reacted with the slightest movement they could contain. None looked with more than their eyes, nor squirmed in heat or fear any more than they could prevent. There would be little they could do anyway. Marlene was especially impressed with how quickly Charlie had figured out how to command information from his harem. He was after all, a PhD!

Moments later, they all heard Lori, "Uhhhhh!" She was reacting involuntarily to the pain of Charlie's hand working its way up her ass. Still, he didn't relent more than to pause a moment while her anus stretched to accommodate him. While he waited, he kissed her ass several times, and played with her clit with his other hand. She moaned again when he resumed his push. His hand was about to cross the threshold when he felt her body constrict.

"Oh God! I can't take it! Please. Pull it out!"

Charlie was suddenly drowning in information. The woman's dose of the brew had not forced her to accept pain she knew she should not receive, kind of like hypnosis. Would more of the concoction make her more bold? Were there pain submission effects at play that allowed her to accept more diameter in the first place. The questions outnumbered the information coming in. He longed for more data, more time, months, even years with these specimen to test further. He was embarking on the most erotic and amazing project of his life. He'd leave the company, sell his drug for huge profits. He'd ... back to the matters at hand, or rather wrapped around one.

"Tell me you can, or you cannot accept further attempt to receive my fist up your ass."

Lori knew she was able to accept more. She wanted more. Saying "no" was her way of saying "wait". Let me stretch more. I want your fist in my ass! I want your fist in my ass! "I want your fist in my ass!" She had screamed the words.

Charlie's head tilted back in surprise, then forward again with a smile. "I thought so." He pushed, and his thumb and little finger knuckles, the widest point on his hand, finally broke through. Her ass closed around his wrist quickly and sealed him in, while his victim dealt exquisitely with the whole new world of sensations.

"Tell me what you feel!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... My God! That is sooooooooooo good." She was about to say the words anyway, and give away their game. Fortunately, the Doc's need for control won out and prompted the command first. He was missing all kinds of indicators now, and the girls were amazed at his poor self-controls. The man was under his own spell.

"Tell me what you feel!"

"I feel so full! I feel, so violated! I feel so, so, fucking good!" She couldn't help it.

"That's right, baby, that's right. And don't you forget it the next time I begin to ram my fist up your ass, you got that?"

A reprieve, "Oh yes, Master. I will remember." She remembered she'd been told to only respond to commands, not questions too, but fortunately the Doctor had missed the mistake yet again. He went on as if nothing had changed.

"Stand up straight!" He kneeled beneath her as she stood bow-legged over him.

"Play with your clit for me, and keep those legs spread wide."

She obeyed and dropped both her hands eagerly to her mound. Working her clit with one and dropping the other further she slipped a couple fingers inside to feel the bulk of his hand through her tunnel walls. It was the most filling experience of her life, like being constipated and liberated all at the same time. She wanted to jump up and down on his hand.

"Victoria!"

Oh, oh, she thought.

"Step over here, and see how good this feels."

She stepped over closer and thinking but not knowing what he meant for her to do next. Fist her girlfriend?

"Spread your legs like your friend here."

She knew now, and somehow reluctantly and expectantly followed his command.

"You other girls. Assume a position in front of your friends, hold them up, rub their tits with your own. NOW!"

They all moved as instructed. Doc Phillips' other hand began with one finger in Victoria's pussy, then another, then a third and fourth. She was beginning to squirm under the sensations but was suddenly relieved when he pulled out. Such relief, or anticipation, was not long staying. He shoved a finger up her ass and then a second. She squirmed again, but so far enjoyed the penetration. Her tits too were being played so nicely by her newly freed roomy.

"Hold her, Marlene."

Marlene did as she was told, looking into the eyes of her roommate, smiling. Then the questioning look they gave each other was the same, how far to let this go? Victoria nodded her desire to proceed, and Marlene kept silent, holding her friend for the onslaught about to overtake her.

Charlie skipped three fingers and went to four. He tried something new and pushed them hard inside her in a single jolt, one that brought a reciprocal jolt from Victoria's body, followed by a muffled exclamation of pain. But Charlie felt he knew better, and let his hand rest where it was, stretching the muscle of her ass before executing further assault.

Marlene looked into her pained eyes once more, and once more her friend and roommate winked her approval to proceed. That approval might have been withdrawn if Doctor Phillips had performed his next move at anything less than the speed at which it was executed.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Victoria stiffened hard. Marlene was about to put an end to it all. This had gone too far. Her boss was an animal she'd never seen before. He wasn't the soft spoken, soft hearted, fatherly figure she thought she knew. He was turning into a hard hearted, animalistic, sadistic son-of-a-bitch even as she watched, viciously fisting women's asses, intentionally drugging them with mind controlling, unproven drugs, and worsening by the minute. Why the hell was Victoria letting this go on? Where was the photographer they'd let into the lab as part of Victoria and Lori's plan? How could he not call for help?

Somehow the accomplishment negated the pain and fear and Victoria was able to let her ass relax. As it did, the pain became bearable, then pleasurable. She felt full, remembered Lori's words, and added, satiated like she'd never been there before.

The Doctor's fists were both buried now in the bowels of two coeds in his lab. Two more, one a paid intern, were obliging his command to hold his targets upright in the assault. And together, they all resembled something out of an illegal movie of rape-sodomy, and he was the star. He loved the role and saw himself instantly on top of the world.

As he began to move his arms up and down into the girls, Charlie was beside himself in lust. He watched the skin of their sphincter muscles pull on his wrist, then resist his intrusion. He wanted to fuck them all while his fists were up their asses. He wanted to eat them out at the same time. He wanted woman flesh all over him, feeling him, penetrating him, riding his pole. He said, "It's all in babies... every inch! You are fisted! You are mine!"

When Marlene looked into his eyes behind her roommate, she saw a different man. His body was tense, his mouth tight in a mean grin and his eyes, his eyes were steeled, glossed over as if seeing through a different dimension. Marlene knew in that stare that he had left them, left for a different place in a state of total, unrequited lust and need. The man was not himself. He looked up from victim to victim with that grin, seeing right through them. He pumped one fist up as he watched the victim's face for signs of impact. Then the other hand would push. He didn't even realize his hands were climbing up inside their tunnels. His forearm was already reaching inside the outer sphincter ring of each woman when the room suddenly went silent, and a booming voice overpowered them all.

"Don't even fucking move, Mister!"

Doctor Charles P. Phillips froze. Someone else was in the lab. A company employee? A "suit" form corporate? Cops? His career was ruined! He had just committed career and financial suicide! This could mean not just the loss of his job, and a black mark on his record that he would never overcome, but it could me financial ruin too. The company would surely be sued by at least one of these women. Deep pockets. He would be named in the suit. Everything he had, and everything he had planned to be was suddenly nothing, stripped away like a piece of tape, gone. The whole world had suddenly tipped upside down.

He didn't feel the hands of Marlene and Marilyn gently, slowly pulling his fists from their friends. He was crestfallen, still on his knees, and staring blankly at the floor. He didn't even look around to see who had come in, or how. It didn't matter. All was lost now. That was all that mattered.

Marlene couldn't believe the size of the man behind her boss. He had to bet six and a half feet tall, built like an ox, one that works out, a lot! His short hair was brown and he was clean shaven. He wore a T-shirt that showed off his build, muscular being a gross understatement. He wore khaki pants and sneakers too. She spotted some of his gear on the lab table beside him where he stood with his hands on his hips, a look of menace in his lips and eyes. If it weren't for the hair, standing there with his arms crossed on his broad chest, he could have been the model for Mr. Clean.

Charlie's fists came out of the two girls smoothly, with a little plopping sound, and both women sighed with relief when they did. Victoria looked at her friend Lori and they smiled broadly at the success of their plan, but also at their ability to take the pain and humiliation, not to mention pleasure of their first fisting. Lori even laughed out loud at the ordeal and the accomplishment, relishing the revenge they were about to have on the good Doctor turned masochist. The women turned to face their tormentor.

"Stand up Doctor Phillips." Lori commanded.

He did, his head drooped and his arms at his sides, a self-broken man.

"You are some kind of pig, Mister," She continued. "What is it? Huh? Can't get a girl on your own? What's the matter? Afraid to work with what you've got?" She stepped in front of him like a drill instructor and grabbed his crotch. In an ever loudening voice, she continued to berate him. "And you're a Doctor! Shit! I've had pets smarter than you! You actually thought you'd come up with a mind control drug? Worse, you would actually use it on your employee? And people you didn't even know? You are a piece of work Mister, a lowly one, for sure. A real piece of work."

Marlene was smiling at the outset of this tirade but when Lori mentioned the deceitful use of the drug, she felt just as guilty as probably the Doctor. Hadn't they just done the same thing? And that brought another fear into the mix. Had her friends had brought along Godzilla for some reason beyond filming? He stood there like a monster waiting to pounce. Lori was talking like a vengeful witch, about to sic her dog on the Doc. Suddenly this whole thing was on the verge getting out of control in the opposite direction from before. Marlene's antennae were up and she was prepared to bolt whenever necessary.

Lori continued, "You, Doctor, are an ant. We can squash you like the bug you are. We have a big shoe here, Doc, one that can step on you and make you disappear." She pulled the brute over to her and put an arm around his waist. "MY shoe. And he loves to stomp and play."

Marlene was getting really nervous. So was the Doc. He began to shake.

But Lori was relentless, "We were amazed what you did to our friend here Charlie," She spat the name out, as if it were contaminated. "We knew you were nothing but trash then. But when you called her roommate and asked her to work with you against her for more, well that was the straw that broke the Doctor's back. You're a conniving, ungrateful son-of-a-bitch, man, and you need to be punished. And guess who's here to do just that!"

Marlene stepped forward to put a stop to the whole affair. She wanted no part of rape or any forced behavior. It just wasn't part of her being. But Victoria held her arm back and winked at her, reassuring her all was well. A couple more nods of encouragement from her roommate quelled her fears for the moment and she backed off. Victoria gave her another wink and whispered in her ear, "Watch this. And DON'T worry!"

Lori ordered, "Girls, strip him!"

Marilyn and Victoria immediately obeyed, pulling his pants down, his lab coat and shirt off, and leaving him standing there in his boxer shorts. While he stood there like an inert zombie, Lori said, "The shorts too." They were removed.

She then signaled with her head to move him over to the lab table and push him forward over it. With some surgical tubing used for the gas jets on the lab table, Lori and Marilyn tied his hands to drawer handles on the other side of the table. Victoria used the same material to tie his feet too, after spreading them past his shoulder width. The Doctor was quickly splayed over the table, helpless, with a huge man standing directly behind him. Marlene's fear was nothing compared to the emotions beginning to surface in the Doctor.

"What are you going to do?" The Doctor's sudden question was filled with trepidation.

Lori didn't answer, but looked at the brute who nodded his head toward the office. He disappeared for a moment then returned with a bag. From it he pulled a video camera, a large one, professional model, and placed it on the next lab table. The huge man then opened the LCD panel on its side, punched a few buttons, and the Doctor was soon watching a playback of his attack on the women.

He saw instantly how this tape, if cut at the right beginning and end, would appear not only to incriminate him for performing sexual acts on the job, but for enslaving and brutalizing women too. He wasn't just looking at loosing his career, he was looking at jail time!

"This is your life, Doctor Phillips, passing before your eyes. Just like Marlene's passed before hers when she found out you tricked her. Just like Victoria's and mine when you raped our asses. Just like any smutted pervert prick like you should see. You are ours now, Doctor, and you shall pay." Her voice was low, grinding on his psyche. He moaned at the video easily seen across the benches. He watched in emotional pain, embarrassment and fear as he saw his fists make their way into the asses of his victims, as the other two girls stood by, stabilizing their friends at his command.

Wait! He thought back through all the confusion and grabbed at slivers of information. His drug didn't work. It didn't work yesterday, and it couldn't have worked today. This was just as much a ploy as his own actions the day before. The women had ganged up on him. The brute! Where was he? Wouldn't he have been brutalizing him already if there was something beyond photographer in his presence here?

His mind lifted itself from morbid surrender to analytical endeavor. It raced through the events since that first drop had fallen into his coffee the day before. He added things up, eliminated erroneous thoughts, pulled pieces together, and finally began to see a new light. He looked up and around at the girls. The brute was standing behind Lori off to his right. Victoria was between Lori and him. The other two, Marilyn and Marlene were off to his left, all in the aisle between him and the viewing table. They were watching him, waiting, and he was giving them all the entertainment they had come for. He looked at Marlene and said, "I'm sorry babe. Truly."

His head dropped and then came up again slowly when he heard Lori and Victoria giggling. He smiled and said, "Nice work. You really, REALLY had me going!"

Marlene watched in wonder as Lori suddenly started laughing aloud. Victoria and Marilyn joined in, as did the brute. And he was suddenly not a brute, but a "buddy" putting his hands on Lori and Victoria's shoulders, laughing right along. It was another few seconds before Marlene realized they had kept her in the dark on their ending.

Lori looked at her as did the others and said, "Sorry Marlene. We just didn't know if you could keep a straight face through all this." She laughed in earnest now.

Marlene looked back at the Doc and began to laugh too. It was several minutes before she surprised them all and said, "But wait!" They all became silent. "Are my eyes deceiving me, or is there a pair of gorgeous men in our midst, in a locked room, with one of them actually tied to a table?"