Chapter 8

This is so naughty, Courtney thought, slowly fondling Gwen's perky breasts as the goth girl arched her back in pleasure, moaning slightly as her body writhed with lustful desires.

"Courtney . . . Maybe we shouldn't-"

"Shhh," Courtney whispered, placing her index finger over Gwen's lips before bending down to deliver a series of light kisses.

"I'm going to take good care of you. Just lay back and enjoy it."

Any attempt to resist was quickly thwarted as Courtney began to nuzzle at the nape of Gwen's neck, leaving a trail of kisses that were sure to leave marks. In fact, Courtney was counting on it.

She wanted to mark Gwen as her property.

Courtney had always been the dominant type. She was known by both friend and foe alike as the kind of person who would stop at nothing to get what she wanted, whether it be straight A's, the class presidency or her law degree, but when it came to relationships, she was especially demanding. She had spent months turning Duncan into her personal whipping boy before Gwen stole him away. Now, Gwen was here, pinned to the bed, at her mercy, and she was not going to let her off easy.

"You're all mine." Courtney smiled as she continued trailing kisses down the goth girl's chest.

"By the time I'm through, no one else will ever be able to satisfy you again."

Courtney held her prey in place with one hand as she carefully reached around to unhook the clasps of her bra. With a flick of the wrist, the garment was tossed to the floor, and Gwen's firm, supple body was suddenly on display to Courtney's hungry eyes. Gwen tried in vain to cover herself, only to have her hands brushed aside by her dominant captor.

"No, no, no," Courtney grinned. "There's no need for that.

"Trust me."

Courtney lowered her face towards Gwen's naked breast and began to blow softly on her exposed nipples. The sudden rush of cool air caused Gwen's body to become erect with desire. Courtney smiled with almost fiendish enthusiasm as she slowly began to suck on the bare breast. The goth girl gasped in pleasure, her eyes rolling back as Courtney played with the other, uncovered breast.

"Oh God!" Gwen moaned. "Please, Courtney . . . Don't Stop!"

"Don't worry . . . I won't."

Gwen's body writhed with unbridled ecstasy as Courtney manipulated the gothic beauty. Her mind raced as a rush of endorphins flooded her body. Any hope of rational thought was lost as Gwen gave into this feeling, allowing it to envelop her in ways she did not think possible. This was truly the most intense pleasure the young woman had ever felt.

That is, until Courtney's hands drifted down Gwen's skirt and between her legs.

"Oh!" Gwen's eyes went wide with a mixture of joy and panic as the Type-A girl began to remove the last few articles of clothing she still had left.

She was afraid of what was to come, but she didn't dare to stop it.

Suddenly, the goth girl felt a pressure being lifted as Courtney rose off of her waist and slid down, lower on the bed, until her face was along side Gwen's-

"Mmm . . ." Courtney purred as she moistened her lips.

"My, my, don't you look delicious."

Courtney began to lick, her tongue darting in and out, exploring every crease, every fold. Gwen tried desperately to remain quiet, trying her hardest not to scream, out of fear of alerting her neighbors, but soon, Courtney's efforts overwhelmed the goth girl's senses, as Gwen found herself losing all control.

"Oh God. Oh God! OH GOD!" Gwen repeated over and over, lost in a haze of hormonal lust and temptation.

"Courtney . . . I'm gonna . . . I'm gonna . . . "

"Do it. Cum for me. Cum for me now, Gwen!" Courtney demanded as she continued the assault on her womanhood. Gwen's legs shivered; her face went slack as her mind exploded with an Earth-shattering orgasm. The young goth's body bucked up and down on the bed as Courtney continued to manipulate her sex, drawing out every last second of orgasmic bliss.

"Ohh . . . FUCK!" Gwen screamed before collapsing in a heap on the bed, gasping for breath, but thoroughly satisfied.

As Gwen basked in a euphoric afterglow, Courtney crawled up and wrapped her arms around her naked lover. The two girls laid on the bed as Gwen slowly regained her composure.

"That was . . . amazing!" Gwen finally spoke.

"I'm glad you liked it." Courtney smiled, her fingers tracing Gwen's nude form. "I wasn't too . . . aggressive, was I?"

"You were perfect." Gwen purred as she replayed the events in her head.

"Besides, now I know what to do when I'm in charge."

Courtney scoffed. "When you're in charge? What do you mean-"

Suddenly, Gwen shot up off the bed. Without warning, the goth girl wrapped herself around Courtney and pinned her to the mattress. Their roles now reversed, Gwen smiled as she looked down at her captive.

I mean, I'm in charge, now.