Christmas Vacation in the Dorm.... second try

Through his fingertips I can feel the blood coursing through his veins. His hands are gripping me tightly and yet there is still a tenderness about them. An urgent need ensconced inside of him. i suddenly realize that this man is made of flesh and bone.

I do not really fear him. I cannot recall a time when I had feared anyone. The only fear I have had is of feelings not of flesh. Mostly an overwhelming fear of rejection.

My whole life people have praised my intelligence. Besides family, no one has ever complimented me on my outward appearance. Now there is this man telling me not to bury myself in books and the knowledge they contain. In my heart I know that his words are spoken in truth. That is the catalyst that molds my opinion of him. I can easily trust this man, but can I trust myself?
 
Jim

I breathed a barely audible sigh of relief as Maddy finally cuffed herself, and started shuffling up the stairs. In a voice too soft to be heard, I murmered, "I was right about her,too,"

Someone had heard me, of course, and Sam looked at me a little oddly. Her look told me she wasn't sure what I was talking about. I looked down at her, and brushed a lock of hair out of her face. "Your friend is kind of wild sometimes, right? Like she's just begging for trouble?" Sam nodded, her eyes wide, and I smiled. "I've seen this before. What she's begging for is for someone to take charge. I don't know if she's scared of life, or her ability to navigate it, but she doesn't want control of it."

Maddy had turned around as she heard this, and had opened her mouth to say something. Judging by the flush on her face, it was probably going to be nasty. I nipped that in the bud.

"Eyes front, you, and save any remarks for when we're in your room, unless you want to start this night with that spanking."

Looking back down at Sam, I saw she was trying to fold in on herself, keeping her head down and rolling her shoulders forward. A protective stance, but what was she protecting herself from? "Sam, I wonder if you know that you're crying. And trying to shrink or something. Stand proud; you're about to do away with the need to hide, and the world will be a better place for all of us if you'd just show us your beauty, instead of curling into a ball to hide it." I grinned. "Kind of selfish, actually, keeping your appearance and feelings to yourself. Show every one, show your self. Having just shared my favorite duck-billed platitude, seriously. You should both take up a martial art. It's great exercise, and proper training gives you confidence and discipline. It's not just about kicking peoples' butts."

[Edited by SpectreT on 06-02-2001 at 06:54 PM]
 
Maddy:
I could hear him as we returned to our room, the lights blazing. I suddenly felt naked, though fully clothed. One last time I stood defiant.
"What is it you intend to do with us? What is it you want?"
 
Samantha

Finally our journey ended at our room. A place that was comfortable and familiar to me. My body began to relax at the welcoming sight. Maddie was standing fully erect as she always did. This man has not changed our character no matter how hard he tries.

I admire Maddie's courage and strength, probably the reason I am attracted to her. I sense that she is terrified of this man and yet she still does not back down.
 
Jim

"What do I want? Heh. Well, there's sex, but unless one or both of you want it, that's right out. You'd have to ask me to have sex with you, and I doubt either of you is going to do that." I smirked.

"Based on your postures, facial expressions and reactions, I've got you both pegged. Sam here needs to be pulled out of her shell, shown that being who and what she is isn't that scary, and you, I'm not sure what you need. I think you and I would both benefit from that spanking, though. You'd benefit from knowing someone's finally taking you up on your challenge, and I'd benefit simply because I'm a lecherous, mildly sadistic man. Both of you, though, take a seat. First, Sam, here, needs to come clean about herself. Take a deep breath, and tell Maddy all about yourself, about how you feel. I'm willing to bet she's not going to treat you as badly as you're treating yourself. And Maddy, zip it and listen to her." I grinned.
 
Samantha

I was thinking about the lesson this man was preaching to me, and Maddie too. It reminded me of a quote I once read by Anais Nin, "The time came when the risk it took to remain in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom." Maybe they were right. Maybe it was time for me to blossom. Staying in this shell I had built around me had caused me more pain than it was worth. I was attracted to men, yes. But I found myself undeniably attracted to Maddie.

"Maddie, please do not hate for what I am about to say," I exclaim while my body shakes uncontrollably. "I have admired your strength and magnificence for so long now. this incredulous man has made me realize the overwhelming need I have for you." A single tear slid down my cheek as I lowered my head awaiting her reply.
 
Maddy;
I sat, now shaking from fear. Sex? I would never ask him. But inside I admitted it felt so good to be controlled.
I started a retort but he hushed me with his zip it remark. Silent I sat there watching her face. She was struggling with something, her eyes tormented as she looked from him to the floor, but not to me. Whatever it was, why did he know and not me? I was her friend.

"Maddie, please do not hate for what I am about to say."
Again I start to speak, but he lightly slapped my lips. She continued, as if word was dragged from her.

"I have admired your strength and magnificence for so long now. this incredulous man has made me realize the overwhelming need I have for you."

Then she sat silent, staring at the floor. Need for me? I was right here, always her friend. Then I remembered what he had said earlier, and how she had reacted. Need for me? Need for me? That way? In a sexual way? Me? Sitting there, silent, the ticking of the clock the only sound. The wind had picked up outside, and a storm was coming. Better make sure we had enough food here in the dorm for a couple days, in case it hit hard. And draw extra water too, just in case. Then he moved, just slightly, but it caught my attention.
"Need for me?" The words came out, puzzled. "Need for me?" This was a dream, brought on by too much chocolate and study.
"Need for me?"
 
I should have known better than to think Maddie would reciprocate my desire for her. She could have any man, or woman for that matter, she wanted; she wouldn't have a need for a plain girl like me. Unfortunately I could not take back the words I had already spoken. And there was no where to run. No where to hide.

I continued to stare at the floor as if I thought that it would be capable of swallowing me whole. I should have stayed firm to my convictions. No complications! this was the biggest complication of them all!
 
Jim

I looked at Maddy, then at Sam. Sam, who'd already sacrificed so much. Her pride, her dignity. I arched an eyebrow at Maddy.

"Well? She's stated her feelings. Feelings for you. Apparently you're shocked. You shouldn't be. You draw people, she's right. Your bravado, your seeming self-assuredness. There's your physical beauty, too, but let's not inflate your ego or anything. Sam, here, is very nearly as pretty as you, and if she were to work on her appearance, you'd be equals." I looked at Sam, who was shaking, and crying again. Damn! I'd hoped for a better case to give the kid some confidence, but it seemed I was damaging her further. Hoping to salvage a little, I said, "Sam, Maddy hasn't outright rejected you; she's just surprised. And probably confused."

I looked back to Maddy. "Snap out of it. And answer her. Answer her with the truth, once you get your head out of its tailspin." I knew the look on my face was a slightly sheepish one. "I'm trying to imagine what this is like for you, trying to picture how I'd react if my college roomie had admitted those kinds of feelings for me, and I've got to be honest, I don't know how I'd react."
 
Maddy:
His words snapped me out of it.
"Pretty as me? She is so much more then me. Beautiful, incredibly sweet and sexy. How dare you hurt her." I dropped to my knees at Sam's feet. Begging her incoherantly to forgive me.
"I should have seen. I am foolish, but you are so perfect. Everything you do so right. You shine so bright. I, I..." But I was crying now. Leaning against her, tears flowing down my face. How could I tell her how I had fought against my attraction to her, another of my perversions. I was nothing to her.
"God Sammy, please forgive me." Then to him. "If you would be so kind. In the top drawer of that dresser." Pointing with my head. I was risking it all, about to show them my bare soul. Photos I had taken of her, as she slept, worked, walked across the quad. Nothing bad, though a few of the sleeping ones she was only in her tshirt. Dropping my head, there on my knees, about to lose everything, or gain my hearts desire.
 
Jim

"I wasn't the one who hurt her. but I think I understand, now." I said, as I went to the dresser. "You both felt the same way, had similar fears about the other finding you worthy. Have either of you read 'The Gift of the Magi'?" I chuckled as I found the envelope, filled with pictures. Pictures of Sam, in a thousand unguarded moments. I gave a low whistle.

"I don't think you need to worry about how she feels, Sam," I said, showing her a few of the photos, "She's just as hooked as you are. And don't both of you feel better now that you know, instead of wondering how the other feels? Better knowing there's no big nasty secret in your life?"

Looking at Maddy, I revised that. "Well, I think Sam's big secret is out at least. But I'll just bet you've got a few more." I looked at the walls. "Wind's definitely picking up. Wonder if it's still snowing?"
 
Samantha

I looked down upon Maddie's glistening hair that has covered my lap. Trying to allow the words she had just spoken to seep in. As I gazed at the photos in front of me, my tears instantaneously dried in my eyes. If it were not for the fact that Maddie was hurting, I would have shouted my joy at the top of my voice.

I wanted so badly to stroke her head and reassure her that everything was going to be alright. I begged for my release that I may touch this beauty. Just to know that this was not a dream. It was really happening.

My body tingled yet ached. "I am pleading with you to release my arms so that I may comfort her," I say quietly, my gaze never leaving my new found love.
 
Maddie:

My whole body shaking as I cried, unable to stop, till I heard her words. To embrace me? Looking up at her through the tears.
"You still want me, after, after I followed you? Took those? I swear, no one else has seen them. But I wanted, I practised walking like you, being you. Talking like you." Again burying my face in her lap. Not sure if I was shaking with fear or relief.
 
Jim

"True to my word, and true to someone else's as well," I said with a grin, "'The truth shall make ye free', or something on that order,"

I get the knife part of the pocket tool and release Sam, slitting the duct tape easily, not even snagging the sweatshirt. I regarded Sam carefully.

"Going to hide your light under a bushel anymore?" I asked.
 
I knelt there watching as he released her. The tears drying on my face. She was radiant, but I ducked me head. Embarassed. Gone was the wild girl, the one who knew everything. The one who strode across campus as is she owned it. In her place was me, the real me. Hidden beneath the layers I had built up. I felt her hand touch my chin and lift my face. Our eyes met.
 
As he released the tape from my arms, I felt liberated. Not just free from the constraints. I was free to enjoy the pleasures I had always desired. I raised maddy's chin to peer longingly into her eyes. Her soul was as bare as mine. I gently kissed her welcoming lips, the taste like ambrosia upon my virginal mouth. I pull away from her to raise my shirt slowly over my head, revealing a white lacy bra. My body ached to feel her softness against my body.
 
Maddie:
Her kiss, soft and warm. i could not even respond. Stunned. Then she stood tall, pulling her tshirt over her head. I quickly glanced down. No, this wasn' right,w asn't how it should be. I could hear my Uncle's words ringing in my ear. Filthy perverts, every one. Real women want men, not each other. And the things he had always said should be done to them. So close to crying. His voice telling me this was wrong and dirty. My heart telling me to look up at my angel. A war fought within me. Unable to move.
 
I felt Maddy starting to distance herself from me. I looked to Jim, my eyes pleading with him to transfer his strength into my body. I noticed that he was nodding his approval to me and that was all the encouragement that I needed.

I knelt down to Maddy and whispered in her ear, "I will protect you and be strong for the both of us. You have been the one with all the self assruance but now it is my turn." If my first kiss had been unsure, this next kiss was undisputabely full of passion. My lips, no longer inexperienced, were fueled by my desire. My tongue forced its way through her reluctant lips finding its target. Before she could utter her approval or denial my tongue wound its way around hers. With hands that were suprisingly adept, I began unbuttoning her shirt to release her breats into my awaiting palms.
 
Maddy:
But then she was before me again, whispering to me.
"I will protect you and be strong
for the both of us. You have been the one with all the self assruance but now it
is my turn."
Then kissing me, a firmer, more passionate kiss. Her tongue snaking out to lick my lips. I could barely respond. My hearts beat raging in my ears. A roaring threatening to overwhelm me. Her hands trembling as she unbuttoned my shirt. I looked down and saw each white button slipping through the tiny hole. One by one. Each one a step closer to hell, to heaven. Unable to speak, to stop her. to do anything but stare and wonder at her beauty, at her soft white hands, so delicate, so pretty and feminine. Each nail painted the perfect shade of palest pink. My breath coming in gasps, each one torn from me. Shaking at her touch.
 
Jim

"Hate to interrupt such a beautiful, tender moment, but I think you need me gone for this next part. I'll be in the hall if you need anything. Except the key to the handcuffs. That, I'm keeping."

I ducked into the hallway, shutting the door behind me, and sat on the floor. The sight of those two lovely young ladies kissing one another burned into my mind. Real passion, and love, being acted upon. It would have been rude of me to stay and witness what I'd unlocked in those two.
 
Maddy:
Turning to him as he spoke, I silently mouthed no. But he either did not see, or chose to ignore me.
He took the key with him. Why? But her hands cupped my face, bringing it to her.
"Why?" I had spoken the word out loud.
 
"Why Maddy? Why? Because I love you. Why? You were the first person to appreciate me for more than just my intelligence. You found the flower that longed to blossom after the last winter's frost. Your strength and courage fueled my imagination." I say as I kiss her eyelid.

"Because you need me. Why? Your spitfire attitude is a facade. Even I can discern your desire to be vulnerable. Your overwhelming need to be protected by someone." I am pleading while I kiss the tip of her nose.

"Because it is natural not dirty. Why? My love for you is formed out of respect, admiration and apreciation. I think I know you better than anyone ever has, Maddy. Can you lie there and tell me that any man before has treated you with the dignity you deserve?" I finally kiss her lips again, tenderly yet demanding.
 
Maddy:
How had she seen all that? Kept hidden, deep in my heart. Shaking my head no, no. But my eyes pleading with hers.
"I love you." Again only a silent mouthing. Clearing my throat. I tried again.
"I love you." The words sound so harsh and inadequate. Not like Madeline at all. No, I was not Madeline here. Here, in her arms, I was Maddy. Shy, nervous and frightened. Confused. My upbringing warring with my feelings, and my body.
"Please Sammy, please. I am." Pausing to look down. "So confused. Did you have him do this, to trap me?" But the words were not even out when I heard them, felt their unworthiness.
"No, no." I cried out. "Nevermind. It happened, I don't care how. And you don't mind the photos?"
 
"Mind? I am honored that you felt my image was worthy enough to be captured for eternity," I replied.

I sensed her hesitation in her words but her body seemed willing. I discarded my glasses on the nightstand along with my hair tie. My hair flowed down past my shoulders in waves. I eased her body onto the twin-sized bed, her hands still cuffed behind her back.

I removed the rest of my clothes to expose my body. I was completely nude before her. I had bared my soul earlier and the physical nakedness seemed easier than that of my mind. As I began removing the rest of her clothing I looked into her eyes and saw her fear and apprehension. I was hoping the once her body felt my love her heart would convince her tortured soul that this was right.

I straddled her body with my own and nestled her neck. My tongue enjoyed the sweetness of her skin. I could not stop. I had to savor her completely. Her body trembled as I reached her heaving chest, her breathing erratic. I encompassed one breast with my tongue and the other with my finger, encicling each with small purposeful movements. Her nipples quickly became erect under my machinations. She mouthed an almost inaudible, "no," but her body arched up to meet mine.
 
Maddy:
I could not do anything but comply, maybe that's why he left them on. So she could do what she wanted to me, and what I so wanted. Had he too seen so quickly into me? Knowing I would have pushed her away if free to do so, not from any wanting, but from that voice in my head telling me I was perverse. Filthy, disgusting. But her kisses, her hands told me the truth. Biting my lip as she undressed. Longing to reach out and touch her, hold her, push her away. Make the confusion in my head stop.
Laying me back she straddled me with her nudity. Her heat coming through my clothes. She slowly undressed me, kissing and teasing.
Licking at my nipple. I moaned out No, but could not keep my body still. Shaking my head from side to side. Her kisses and love against my Uncles beliefs and actions. I could see him standing over me now, the strap in hand. No. No. I cried out as if to banish him. But her eyes sought out mine. And he was gone. Banished with just her look. Her magic soothing me, stilling his voice, bringing me calm, even in the inferno she was starting in me.
 
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