Chapter 4
"So, what are we studying tonight?" Janie asked brightly. "Relax, girlfriend," Kallie said, putting her arm around the smaller girl.
Kallie's full breast pushed up against Janie's arm and Janie suddenly felt very insecure. Nineteen and she still had the body of a young girl. How could she hope to compete with college women like Kallie and Leah. It wasn't fair.
"Let's have a drink to relax first," Kallie said, scooping up the cup and offering it to the freshman.
Not wanting to look overly prudish, Janie accepted the drink although she never really liked the taste of beer.
"Mmmm! What is this? This doesn't taste like beer. Tastes like apple juice," Janie said, rolling her tongue around in her mouth.
"Yeah, it's called 'fruit beer.' It's new. It's got..." Leah was going to continue but a withering glare from Kallie stopped her cold. "Have some more," Kallie said.
"Don't mind if I do," Janie giggled, already feeling a buzz of some kind.
After Janie finished the glass, the two girls sat watching Janie with careful eyes. Leah hoped they hadn't OD'd her on the stuff.
Neither of them knew the proper dosage for the drug.
"Janie?" Kallie said quietly.
"Yes?" Janie replied slowly.
"Umm, how do you feel?"
"I feel ok, I guess. I'm having a little trouble focusing my thoughts though. A little dizzy I guess. And warm. Hot," she said, shaking the neck of her sweater.
"Why don't you take your sweater off then?" Leah asked innocently. "Yeah. That's a good idea, Leah." Janie grasped the bottom of her red sweater and pulled it over her head.
"Fold it up nicely and put it on the bed," Kallie said, testing the waters.
Janie did so without question and returned to her chair.
"Nuh-uh," Leah said, shaking her head and putting her feet up on the chair Janie was about to sit on. "You sit on the floor."
Both the girls held their breath. This was it. Janie nodded her head and sat gracefully on the hardwood floor at the girls' feet.
"I think the shit works, Kallie."
"I told you it would. Now let's see how long it lasts. Janie, take off your bra. Good girl. Now your skirt. Atta girl. Fold it nicely. Wow, look at those panties. Are those silk? They're so pretty, Janie. Pretty white silk panties. Stand up and model them for us. Turn around slowly. Slower. Now bend over. Don't bend your knees. Touch your toes. C'mon, I know you can do it. We'll have to work on your flexibility. Would you like that, Janie? Yes, I knew you would. Can you do the splits. You can at least try. We can do them. Of course, we were cheerleaders. You weren't a cheerleader were you, Janie? No. You weren't pretty enough, were you, Janie? Shake your head 'no.' That's right. Come on over here."
"Do you like to eat pussy, Janie? Are you a carpet muncher? Hmmm? Leah and I are. You betcha. You want to be like us, don't you? Yes, you do. Yes, I see you shaking your head. What a good girl." Kallie took off her skirt and grasped the back of Janie's brown hair. "Do you like the way I smell, Janie?" Kallie smirked as she ground Janie's face into her black cotton panties. Reclining as best she could in the school issue hardback chair, Kallie enjoyed the warmth of Janie's face between her legs. "Get your nose up in there, Janie." Janie extended her neck from her kneeling position and worked her nose into Kallie's folds as best she could through the panties. She ground her nose up and down and in circles, deeply inhaling Kallie's natural smell.
"That's enough, slave," Kallie said abruptly and pushed the girl away. "You want some, Leah?"
Leah looked down at the heavily breathing freshman kneeling on the floor in only her panties. Janie looked back at her with neither anticipation nor reluctance. "No, I'm waiting for the bitch." "Good idea," Kallie admitted. "Mrs. Forester is gonna regret ever meeting us. Still it seems a waste not to put our little Janie to good use."
"I know," Leah giggled and removed her own pink cotton panties. "She can be our panty holder. Keep them unwrinkled overnight."
Leah pulled the waistband out wide and fit the underwear over Janie's head. The elastic waistband fit snugly just above Janie's mouth, pulling her nose up slightly at the tip.
Janie sat still, not fighting her humiliation.
Kallie pulled Janie's arms behind her and wrapped her wrists with a number of rubber bands. She then formed a collar out of one of her longer belts and tied Janie by her neck to the bedpost. Janie's panty- covered face was about 6 inches from the post of the bunkbed. "Just in case our magical potion doesn't last the night," Kallie said wryly. "One more thing," Kallie said, lifting one long leg and slipping her black panties off.
"Open up, little Janie."
Janie opened her mouth and Kallie stuffed her wadded-up cotton briefs into it. "When we get up in the morning, you'd better still have these in your mouth," Kallie said as menacingly as she could. Janie nodded her head vigorously.
"Good girl," Kallie said, patting her on the head and scratching her behind the ear.
Kallie turned out the light and slipped into the top bunk.
"Too bad we couldn't just blackmail her. That's so much fun." "Yeah, but the shit we have planned for her no amount of blackmail would ever get her to do. No way. No how," Kallie replied.
The two girls lay in the dark for several minutes, listening to Janie's labored breathing.
"Fruit beer!" Kallie snorted quietly.
"What?" Leah protested weakly.
End chapter 4