I was no slouch myself - 36C-24-34, blonde hair, blue eyes - pretty in your typical, white-bread kind of way. I was kind of shy then, too, and very accommodating when someone asked something of me. Which is why she could push me around so well.

One day it got out of hand. She came home with a bunch of her rowdy girl friends, and woke me up (it was 1am). I came out and she basically laughed at me for being upset.

She then turned really strange and said I had "humiliated" her in front of her friends and that I would have to pay for it. She said in my ear if I didn't do what she said right now, she would tell them all about what she read in my diary - that was enough to drop me to immediate submission. I can't even tell you NOW what she was referring to back then, it's too embarrassing.

So when she told me to remove my big t-shirt that I was sleeping in, I had no choice. I looked around at all the girls, who were awe struck, but also saw me with the same disdain my roommate did. I looked at them and at her and realized I had no choice. I slowly pulled my shirt over my head, leaving me standing there in nothing but a pair of plain white underwear.

Everyone in the room was laughing at me, and telling Lucia, my roommate, to tell me to do other things. She told me to remove my panties and sit in the lounge chair. As soon as I did, she moved my feet up onto the arms of the chair, so that I was leaning back in the chair with my pussy shoved forward. She told someone else to move the lever to recline the chair and when she did, I was wide open for all to see.

They all stood around me while Lucia barked orders.