Chapter Seven
The next morning, Sarah rushed down to Seth's room. She knocked impatiently on his door and a tired looking Seth answered. She pushed him backward into the room and said, "You're not going to believe what I found out last night!"
"You're not going to believe what I found out last night," Seth countered.
"Really? You first," Sarah demanded.
"I was visiting around, and I discovered that when I was in someone who was pretty drunk, I could pretty much get him to do whatever I wanted. He was completely suggestible!"
"Wow!" Sarah exclaimed, impressed. "In college that can come in very handy! There are tons of drunk people!"
"I know! Now tell me your news," Seth encouraged.
"Well, first of all, Betty thinks that you are totally hot," she told her brother.
"Well, she's not too bad herself," Seth chuckled.
"It turns out that she thinks I'm pretty hot too," Sarah continued.
"A woman with excellent taste," Seth responded with a grin.
"She'd also be quite happy to have you as a playmate in bed, even as fuck-buddies if you don't want a girlfriend," Sarah informed him.
"Really?" Seth asked with interest.
"She's also got some experience," Sarah said. "You could do worse in a first fuck."
"Are you encouraging this?" Seth asked.
"Not quite yet, because of the next thing that I found out," Sarah told her twin.
"Which is?" he asked impatiently.
"Well, she was up when I fell asleep, so I visited with her," Sarah said.
"No kidding? And you discovered something interesting?" Seth pressed.
"Did I ever!" Sarah blurted out. She then proceeded to tell Seth the fantasy that Betty had been masturbating to.
Seth was quite surprised when he heard the part about Betty eating Sarah. "She's bi?"
"Very much so," Sarah told him, "but that's not the most interesting part of the fantasy."
"Really? Then what is?" Seth queried.
Sarah glanced down and saw that Seth's shorts were quite tented. She smirked at him.
Noticing her look, Seth said, "I'll tell you what. If you're not completely soaked, then you can smirk!"
"Fine!" Sarah confessed. "I admit it. I'm as turned on as you are. Now let me finish!"
"So finish then!" Seth insisted.
"Well, after our little orgasm - well, really, really big orgasm - I couldn't help myself. I went through her sexual memories."
"And what did you find?" Seth prompted.
"I found out that this girl's fondest desire is to be someone's submissive little plaything," she told her awestruck brother.
"A submissive plaything?" he echoed incredulously.
"Yup. She wishes she could find someone who would make her do unspeakable sexual acts. Someone who would 'force' her to do anything they wanted, even if she didn't want to."
"Wow!" Seth intoned quietly.
"Wow indeed!" Sarah agreed.
They sat there quietly for a moment, looking at each other.
"I know that look in your eye," Seth said. "What are you thinking about doing?"
Sarah looked nervous as she uttered, "I want to do that to her."
"Do what?" Seth asked.
"I want to control her," Sarah said quietly.
"Why?" an amazed Seth asked.
"For two reasons," Sarah enumerated. "First, I think it would be very cool to give her the fantasy that she's been longing for since she practically knew what sex was. And second..."
Sarah looked at her brother while grinning demurely. "Second, it would be fun for me!"
"Given the way you felt when I tied you up, I'd think you'd be more comfortable on the other end," Seth recounted with a smile.
"I think I'd enjoy being on both sides of that," Sarah admitted. "Though I can get the other side from visiting Betty's memories."
"This doesn't really sound like something you'd do," Seth pointed out. "You're this sweet, innocent little virgin. How are you going to be able to dominate someone else?"
"I have fantasies, just like everyone else," Sarah protested. "I've read stories. You're right, it's not really who I am, but we're starting a new chapter of our lives now, and I want to try being someone else for a while, someone who's not a sweet, innocent virgin."
"OK," Seth rejoined skeptically. "But listen, are you sure that it's alright to do this? I mean I have lots of fantasies that I might not really want to come true."
"I thought about that," Sarah affirmed in a rush. "But if I visit with her regularly, then I should be able to tell how she's really taking it."
Seth mused for a bit, thinking about what Sarah had said. Sarah looked at him expectantly, as if awaiting permission to do what she wanted.
"Look, we need to be careful, but I think more experimentation like this is not necessarily a bad thing," Seth conceded. "Does this mean I won't get to pop my cherry with her?"
"All you want is in her pants!" Sarah laughed, throwing a pillow at her brother. Then she leaned forward and said conspiratorially, "Give me a little time, and you'll get more than you dreamed of!"
"I think there are naughty things hatching in that evil mind of yours!" Seth chided with a laugh.
"There sure are!" Sarah replied. "Now let me go back and start putting my plans into action!" She walked to the door and took a knowing glance back at Seth's crotch. "And you can go deal with that!"
Seth stuck his tongue out at his sister as she left. Nevertheless, he quickly did as she had suggested.
Sarah got back to the room before Betty got up. Sarah looked at Betty, who was lying on the bed, the blankets covering up to her waist. Betty's small breasts were exposed, and Sarah saw that her shorts were still on the floor. Sarah slowly pulled the blanket down farther, exposing Betty's shaved pussy and she could see dried girl-cum on Betty's thighs. Sarah went to Betty's closet and browsed through her clothes, picking out a short skirt. Then she went to Betty's dresser drawers and grabbed a cut off tee shirt.
"What are you doing in my stuff?" Betty asked.
Sarah turned around calmly, raking her eyes over Betty's nude form. Betty blushed and pulled her blanket up to her neck. "Well?" she insisted.
"I'm picking out your clothes for today," Sarah explained.
"You're picking out my clothes?" Betty asked, confused.
"Yes, I want to see how you look in them," the obdurate Sarah replied.
"But, but..." Betty stammered.
"Do you have a problem with that?" Sarah asked evenly, crossing her arms and giving Betty a cold look.
"Um, no," Betty gave in.
"Fine," Sarah announced. "Then go shower before you get dressed." She glanced down at Betty's blanket covered crotch. "I think you might be a bit... dirty."
Betty blushed and said in a small voice, "OK."
Getting up, keeping the blanket wrapped around her as tightly as possible Betty grabbed her towel and robe, and, then quickly slipped out the door.
Sarah smiled and laid the tee shirt and skirt on the vacated bed. She went back to the closet and picked up a pair of flip-flops and laid them on the bed next to Betty's clothes. Then she went to her side of the room and straightened up. She wondered how Betty would react. Would she take a very long time, afraid to come back, or would she hurry through her shower, eager to see what would happen?
A few minutes later Sarah's question was answered, as Betty hurried in. She looked at the clothes on her bed, then peered uncertainly up at Sarah. As she walked over to her dresser Sarah barked, "What are you doing?"
Betty squinted over her shoulder at Sarah and replied "I'm getting some panties."
"I said that I would be picking out your clothes, and they are on the bed," Sarah said with an implacable smile.
Betty shuddered visibly, but she walked to her bed. Keeping her back to Sarah, she dropped her robe and reached for the skirt, slipping it up her legs. The bottom of the skirt was just under halfway between her waist and her knees. She picked up the tee shirt and slipped it on, then dropped the flip-flops to the floor and stepped into them. Then she turned around to face Sarahwith an uncertain look on her face.
"Twirl for me," Sarah directed, rotating a finger to emphasize the point.
Betty twirled slowly, but Sarah insisted, "Faster."
Betty twirled again, this time her skirt rising up to give a flash of ass and pussy.
"Perfect!" Sarah proclaimed with a wide smile. Closing the distance, still grinning, Sarahwent up to Betty and grabbed her in her arms, giving her new friend a big hug and a small kiss on the cheek. Then Sarah dropped her hands to the exposed skin over the back of Betty's skirt, her thumbs resting just inside the waistband, as she leaned back and a little and looked into Betty's wide eyes, their faces inches apart.
"We are going to be such good friends!" Sarah said with glee. "Now let's get our asses moving! I'm going to treat you to breakfast!"
The two girls hung out together the rest of the day. Sarah was noticeably happy throughout, and soon Betty appeared to lose all her nervousness. Most of the day, they acted like friends, but every now and then Sarah did something that reminded Betty of the morning's interlude.
In the grocery store, as they were walking through the frozen foods section, Sarah commented, "I knew I would love you in that tee shirt!"
Betty looked down and saw that her clearly braless nipples were as hard as bullets, completely visible through her shirt. In reaction, Betty started to cover them with her arms until Sarah simply ordered, "Don't!"
Betty left them uncovered, embarrassed as she started to notice the admiring glances from other patrons.
They were in the bookstore getting their required books for the semester when Betty bent over to get one from the bottom shelf. "Careful," Sarah cautioned, running her hand up under Betty's skirt and gently squeezing her naked ass. "You almost flashed everyone!"
Betty dropped the book that she was reaching for and stood up, putting her hand on the spot that Sarah had touched. Sarah just smiled and walked over to get another book.
That evening they met up with Seth in the cafeteria. The trio got their food and sat down. "Oh, I forgot napkins," Sarah said. "Betty, go get them for me."
"Yes Sarah," Betty responded, getting up quickly.
"How's it going with her?" Seth inquired.
"Do you like her outfit?" Sarah asked.
"Yes," Seth said, looking at Betty's ass twitching as she walked away.
"That skirt and shirt are all she's wearing," Sarah informed him.
"No underwear?" Seth asked in surprise.
"I wouldn't let her wear any," Sarah advised.
"And she went along with that?" Seth asked, amazed.
Sarah only smiled.
Betty was back with the napkins shortly, and Sarah took them, gently caressing Betty's face as she said, "Thanks, dear."
Betty blushed and touched the spot that Sarah had brushed.
They ate dinner with Sarah and Seth talking about what they had each done that day, and what their first day of school would be like tomorrow. Betty was quiet, except when one of the twins asked her a question.
That night the girls were in their rooms getting ready for bed. Betty picked out a tee shirt and the shorts that she had worn the previous night. "What are you doing?" Sarah asked.
"Getting into pajamas," Betty answered meekly.
"Wear what you wore last night," Sarah commanded.
Betty looked momentarily as if she might argue, then just nodded her head and put the tee shirt back in the drawer. She slipped off the shirt she was wearing and put it in her hamper, then slipped off the skirt and did the same. Before she climbed into bed, she picked up her shorts, but Sarah stopped her again.
"As I recall, when I saw you this morning, you weren't wearing those," Sarah said.
Betty blushed and sputtered, "But...", her eyes wild, her shorts held in front of her crotch.
As she stood frozen there, Sarah waved her hand and continued, "That's OK. You don't have to listen to what I tell you to do if you don't want to." She went to her desk and sat down, her back to Betty, ignoring her.
Without Betty realizing it, Sarah watched her in the reflection on the computer monitor. Betty was clearly torn. She stood there for over a minute, moving her hand just slightly up and down, unable to figure out what to do. It was clear to Sarah the moment that Betty made her decision.
Betty straightened up and dropped the shorts on the floor by her feet.
"Sarah," she said quietly.
Hiding a smile, Sarah turned her chair around, slowly raking her eyes from the shorts on the floor, up her legs, over her pussy, her gaze caressing Betty's breasts, before looking her in the eyes. "Yes?" she asked.
"I'm sorry," Betty entreated. Sarah merely waited.
"I'm sorry that I didn't listen to you," Betty went on, a blush working its way down her chest. "I still want you to tell me what to do."
"Are you entirely sure?" Sarah asked lightly. "I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable."
"Yes, I'm sure," Betty answered contritely.
Sarah got up and bounced over to Betty. She wrapped her arms around the naked girl and gave her a light kiss on the lips. This time she rested her hands on the top of Betty's ass, and she said, "We are going to have so much fun this year!"
Betty closed her eyes and shuddered, and Sarah could smell her excitement. Actually, Sarah wasn't sure whose excitement she could smell, because, as she was surprised to discover, she was sexually excited as well! She had known that she was going to enjoy controlling Betty, but she hadn't realized what a sexual rush it would be.
Sarah waited until Betty opened her eyes again, gave her another quick peck, then released her and went to her bed. Betty went to her own bed, laid on top of the sheets and picked up her schedule for the next day, attempting to read it.
Sarah went over to her bed and glanced at the schedule sitting on her pillow. Then she stood next to her bed and faced towards Betty. She slowly pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it into her hamper. Next, she gracefully reached behind her and unsnapped her bra. She was not looking at Betty, but in her peripheral vision she could feel Betty's struggle not to look directly at her. Betty's eyes kept darting her eyes from the page to Sarah's body.
At the point when Sarah shrugged the bra off, Betty lost her struggle. The paper lay ignored on her lap as she stared at Sarah's bare breasts. Adding to the sexual tension, Sarah wiggled her hips to get her pants off, leaving her standing in just her peach colored panties. She sat down and looked at her feet.
"Damn, my toenails need polishing, and I'm just not up to it!" Sarah remarked. She examined her feet for another moment before asking Betty, "Would you do it, Betty?"
Betty pulled her eyes up to meet Sarah's and said, "Sure. I'd be happy to."
"Great!" Sarah said, pulling out a little bottle of polish.
Betty stood up and looked at the tee shirt and shorts that she had removed. "Don't bother getting dressed," Sarah directed. "I wouldn't want to put you out."
Betty again looked like she might argue at first, but then she just walked over to stand in front of Sarah. "Do you want to swing your feet up on the bed?" she asked.
"No, that's OK," Sarah replied. "You can just do it on the floor." She handed Betty the bottle of polish, and Betty knelt at her feet. Sarah lifted her foot and put it firmly on Betty's thigh.
For the next ten minutes, Sarah browsed through a magazine while Betty carefully applied the polish. When she was done, Sarah looked at her toes, pointed at one of them and told Betty, "Reapply that nail." There was nothing wrong with the polish on the nail; Sarah just wanted Betty to obey her unquestioningly.
When Betty was done, Sarah looked at her toes again and said, "Perfect!" She stroked her hand through Betty's hair and rubbed the side of her face. "You're such a good little girl. Thank you."
"You're welcome," Betty breathed, rubbing her face into Sarah's hand like a house pet might.
Sarah pulled her kneeling friend upright and stood in front of her. Sarah wrapped her arms around Betty's torso, this time pressing her much larger breasts into Betty's smaller ones. Betty gasped as she felt the heat there, as well as through Sarah's panties.
"You've done so well today," Sarah complimented her. "Now go to bed. And do me a favor. I'm worried that I'll have trouble falling asleep, you know, this being the first time I've really been away from home, so can you stay awake until you're sure that I'm asleep?"
"Of course," Betty acknowledged.
"Excellent! Good night," Sarah told Betty, then brushed her lips over Betty's.
Sarah climbed into her bed - careful not to ruin her nails - still only in her panties, and turned off her light. Betty slowly went to her own bed and sat up on the headboard, glancing over at Sarah frequently. Sarah fell asleep with a smile on her face.