The Roommates Pt 4

All characters are eighteen or older.

The Roommates Pt 4

Photo Scavenger Hunt

When we meet on the patio, we learn the next activity consist of a photo scavenger hunt. Stacy explains the game rules. We each receive a list of tasks or objects and one of the staff to act as photographer.

I am paired with the valet who has my phone. We must be photographed with the object or doing the task. Each item receives a point value. We also receive a three-page written list of rules for the competition.

Objects include things like the lawnmower, the garden fountain, and the diving board. Task include things like chugging a pink drink at the bar. They also include things like sitting on the shoulders of another guest.

The lists are customized for each of us. They do seem fairly balanced.

Some of them get scandalous and very specific. "Giving Joe a blowjob" makes my list. He has "Receiving a Blowjob from Becky," so it balances out.

I also have "Receive cunnilingus from Stephany," but she avoids me the whole game. My last task states, "Kiss your photographer to thank him."

When a photographer takes a picture, they send it to Stacy for approval. She accepts or rejects it. She emails back, awarding points or explaining the rejection.

My rejections involve things like "not able to see face" and "bar blocks tits and cunt." I end up chugging three bottles of the pink concoction. We learn to send multiple poses at one time to avoid reshoots.

Stacy also sometimes adds bonus points for artistry, creativity, or other special qualities. Periodically, we receive emails giving everybody's points and ranking.

We play the game for three hours. In the end, Stacy emails for us to regroup on the patio. Stacy stands there holding a camera. The servants then leave. They take the phones with them.

Stacy says, "We will view the game results in a bit, but first we have some business. It is time for Stephany's punishment. Stephany, remind us why you are being punished."

Stephany hesitates and is prompted by the rule 1 slide appearing behind on the monitor. Stacy adds, "Remember, any failure to cooperate with your punishment will result in additional and nastier penalties. Now, why do you need punishing?"

Stephany stammers, "I violated rule 1." "How did you violate rule 1?" "I did not do what you requested."

"More specific and explain in detail." "I did not promptly perform a strip dance as you requested." Stacy finishes, "For not properly stating the reason the first time, I will add our male guest to your punishment."

Stacy does one loud clap of her hand. A half dozen men on the house staff march in a line onto the patio and face us. It includes the valet, doorman, and several of the outdoor staff.

At Stacy's next clap they all pull down their pants and underwear.

Stacy commands, "Stephany, as your punishment, you will give each guy an excellent blowjob. I know you have performed fellatio before. I have heard you are quite skilled at it. Be sure to swallow it all. Now, I have other obligations, I will leave Becky to supervise and document your punishment. I suggest you perform diligently, so the party can continue, but if you choose to be lazy, I have several delightful ideas for additional penalties."

She faces Joe and his friends and orders, "Gentlemen, join the line." As the guys obey, Stacy hands me the camera and exits.

I point the camera at Stephany's face and command, "Get to it, and don't delay." I get an excellent picture of her frown.

An enraged but cowed Stephany starts with the valet and continues down the line. I happily snap away with the camera.

I start with longer shots showing the whole line. Then move to closeups of Stephany's face and mouth.

I relish Stephany's predicament way too much. I should be showing empathy for Stacy's victim. Instead, I delight in other people's pain. Stacy has corrupted me more than just making me her obedient submissive sex toy.

The valet erupts. Stephany swallows and moves on to the doorman. The valet pulls up his pants and leaves. When he opens the French doors, I notice most of the female servants just inside watching this spectacle.

I know Stephany must hate this. She looks down on the lower class. Servicing the servants must really gall her.

After the third guy, I take a little pity on her. I imagine Stacy making me do such an act with trepidation.

I hand her a pink bottle to give her a short break. She actually guzzles it down and continues. When the last servant leaves, the bartender brings everyone a round.

Stephany gulps that one and gets right back to work. Joe is last. She acts more tender and actually takes her time.

I conclude she really likes him. Could that be the cause of her dislike of me? Had Stacy told her of Joe and me, or sent her a picture of us together. That would be even worse.

I am confused by my conflicting joy, empathy, and jealousy. Joe explodes ending Stephany's sentence. She then cleans him with her mouth and a washcloth.

Stacy immediately returns. She must have been watching. Her prompting gathers us in seats watching the large patio TV. It still flashes our party pics.

Stacy intones, "Please enjoy the results of the scavenger hunt." Then she takes a seat.

An introductory slide appears on the screen with all of us standing around receiving the rules. It states, "Stacy's Party Scavenger Photo-Hunt" and has todays date.

The next slide shows a picture of Joe posing on the diving board. It is titled "Joe's Pics." Subsequent slides illustrate all of Joe's pictures, what category they met and how many points he received.

Mixed with the awards rested some rejected ones. He received bonus points for creativity for his "Picture with a Lawnmower." He posed with the gardener that cuts the grass.

"Stephany's Slutty Scenes" comes next. She does not have nearly as many slides as Joe. She does receive an award for artistry for posing on Joe's friend's shoulders while his friend sat on Joe's shoulders.

"Pete's portraits" come next. I finally learn Pete's name. I am such a slut for sleeping with a guy all night and not learning his name.

He also receives an artistry award for the same print as Stephany. His poses appear more sexual and vulgar. I am not sure how I feel about them.

"Mike's Modeling" follows. He has some interesting poses. More artistic and formal then Pete's pictures, but he receives no special awards.

He does have a scandalous selfie with his photographer. He is hanging upside down from a tree with his mouth on the nude maid's pussy. She stands there simultaneously returning the favor.

He actually gets points for "Give Mary a blowjob" and "Receive a Blowjob from Mary."

There are also several rejected versions of that picture. One has Mary still clothed but her clothes block the view. Another has a dark shadow across Mike's face. I wonder how he induced Mary to strip and pose that way?

Lastly comes "Becky's Exhibitions." I posted pics in almost every category. I even receive bonus points for comedy for a pose sitting in a garden fountain with the water squirting from between my legs.

I am actually proud of how well I did. Then, I contemplate how disgraceful I have been and feel humiliated. What if people at school see these photos? Or Stacy's parents? Worse yet, my parents?

Then, I realize how many people have already seen my naked and scandalous images. I am so ashamed.

After my slide comes a slide titled "The Thill of Victory and The Agony of Defeat." It has a collage of pictures of all of us.

The next slide says "Loser" and has one of Stephany's worst snapshots. The next slide states, "Loser's Penalty: Loser must become part of an ice cream sundae to be served to the staff for tonight's desert."

Mike takes fourth place and Pete gets third. The next title states "Currently Tied for First Place." Joe and my pictures fall underneath.

Stacy stands and exclaims, "To break the tie we'll have an oral performance contest." She pauses to let the point resonate before continuing.

"Joe and Becky will each pick a partner. They will sexually stimulate them using only their mouths and tongue. The first to get their partner to orgasm wins.

Becky, who do you want to be your partner?" I choose Pete.

"Joe, your choice?" Joe surprisingly chooses me. Stacy counters, "That might be amusing, but it will not be fair. Your excitations will interfere with Becky's ability to compete. Pick again." Joe's selects Stacy.

Stacy organizes the competition and sets rules. She and Pete sit in chairs facing the backyard. About two yards separate the chairs. Joe and I kneel on yoga pads before our teammates.

Stacy declares, "Mike will referee since I am participating. Of course, house rule 1 and 3 still apply. Also, the looser must finish the job. I will not be left unfulfilled.

Since this concludes the scavenger photo-hunt, it must be photographed" Stacy claps her hands. Out walks the valet, doorman and two maids carrying cameras and handcuffs.

Stacy adds, "Lastly, since hands are verboten, they will be cuffed behind your backs." The servants apply the restraints. Then, they take up positions to memorialize our contest.

Stacy asks, "Any questions?" Joe enquires, "You are still dressed. That will hinder my ability to obtain the required access."

Stacy smirks and replies. "You should have thought of that before you chose me. Now, deal with it! Mike, begin at your leisure."

Mike yells, "ready, set, go." Pete's legs spread and I spring forward. I go to work on Pete's dick. I take it in my mouth and tongue it as I bob my head and Pete's dick slides in and out.

A week ago, I had never performed fellatio, now I perform it in front of everyone. I playfully bite Pete's balls. Then, I move back onto his shaft. I energetically thrust in and out tonguing as I go.

I concentrate my tongue action on the tip. I feel his member enlarge and stiffen. In no time at all, my mouth fills with cum. After the third squirt, I pull back my face in triumph and open my mouth to victory.

Mike declares me winner. I swallow Pete's juices and lick my lips. Mike removes my cuffs and hands me a pink drink. I gulp it down.

I look to Joe. He still works on Stacy's crotch. I finish another drink before Stacy orgasms.

We return to the TV and watch video of Joe's and my lusty display. I watch Joe struggle to pull down Stacy's panty with his teeth. That is how I obtained the win.

I am aghast by my salacious performance. What have I become? The screen changes to a picture slideshow when the video ends. The first one shows the tie breaking blow jobs. An assortment of random scavenger hunt pictures follows.

I fearfully contemplate my debauchery as I quietly watch the naked photos flash by on the video screen.

The bartender retrieves a round of drinks. The other servants retreat. We casually drink, occasionally chat, and scrutinize our explicit nude images as the sun sets beyond the back yard.

We consume another round. Stacy strips and heads for the pool. All of the guest follow. After a skinny-dip and an outdoor shower show, we have dinner.

Stephany's loser penalty comes next. The whole staff returns wheeling carts laden with large drums of ice cream, large bowls of chocolate syrup, crocks of fruit toppings, canisters of chopped nuts, and cartons of other sugary adornments.

The lighting changes to focus on a single patio spot. One of the gardeners places a five-bushel metal washtub under the light.

Stacy coerces Stephany to sit in the tub. Her lower legs sticking out one side. The staff and guests scoop the cold ice cream over her. Stacy's phone camera captures it all.

Sliced bananas, chocolate syrup and fruit toppings flow on next. Most of the syrup winds up on her head. Whipped cream gets lathered on followed by marshmallows, nuts, sprinkles, and cookie bits. The guests take a taste before four strong men on the staff carry the Stephany Sundae away.

We return to the pool. Later a sugar-coated Stephany returns to the poolside shower to wash. She looks horrendous.

The valet follows recording Stephany's walk of shame in millions of pixels. Of course, the lighting changes to highlight the shower area before she arrives. Stephany chooses not to join us in the hot tub when her shower scene end.

Stacy takes Mike and Pete to the house for the night. Joe and I cavort on the exercise mats until I blissfully fall asleep in Joe's arms.

An early morning thunder shower wakes us. We scamper to the playroom couches to continue our erotic dreams.

The party brakes up Sunday after a late brunch on the patio. Stephany has already left by the time Joe and I wake. That lets her be the primary topic of the late morning gossip.

Everyone remains nude for breakfast, even Stacy. The morning storm has left the air cooler, clearer, and cleaner.

I really enjoy the relaxed morning meal. Stacy hands me a large bottle of my pink tonic. I explain, "I don't want to start drinking this early in the day." Stacy insists and mentions punishment. I capitulate and take a big swig. I finish the bottle before breakfast ends.

When Stacy finishes eating, she hands Joe a camera. Then she directs me, "Kneel before me." I take my place as Joe snaps away. Then Stacy commands, "You will orally serve all of us. Start with me."

I dutifully lean forward and begin my chore. When Stacy acts dominant, I have learned to just capitulate. Besides, Stacy told me I enjoy pleasuring people. I do like making people happy.

I finish with Stacy. She hands me another bottle. I quickly drink it. She tells me, "Perform for the boys to thank them for an entertaining weekend. Then, chug another bottle after each." Stacy leaves me to my assignment.

I service the guys starting with Mike, then Pete. Joe passes the camera to Pete when I do him. I feel soused when I complete my last drink.

Stacy returns freshly washed and dressed and leading three maids carrying the guy's clothes. She grabs the camera from Pete and leads the boys outside. I follow.

They make quite a perverted show of washing at the pool shower though it looks tame compared to other things that happened this weekend. They dress before leaving with Stacy.

I am left alone as the maids return to work. I wash and enjoy my free time by the pool.

Servicing the Rest of the Family

Midafternoon, Stacy's mom, Chris, finds me sunning by the pool. I wear nothing except suntan lotion and sun glasses.

Friday, Stacy had forbidden me being clothed until Monday. Chris diligently scrutinizes me up and down for several minutes before speaking. She smiles and requests, "Please see me in the study at five. Do not bother to dress." That gives me time to worry about what she wants.

I arrive promptly at five. I am stunned to find pictures of myself from this weekend playing on the TV.

Chris sits in a huge stuffed leather chair. She drinks wine and dresses in a luxurious silk bathrobe.

She addresses me. "Stacy does not know that the integrated entertainment center backs up everything sent to it."

Next comes the house rules. Chris laughs at them. She states, "I might go for them with a little editing. Do you think Charles would agree to be nude all of the time? Did the staff agree to this? I know Stacy has blackmail material on most of them."

Then she adds, "This may also interest you." She presses her phone and a video starts on the televisions. It follows me through the house as I walk to the study. The cameras pan to follow my movements.

As I change rooms, the cameras switch. "How does it follow me?" Chris answers, "That collar Stacy gave you has a tracking chip in it. The security system tracks it and records wherever it goes. They created the function to watch a servant that might be stealing. Stacy has used it to track you."

I stand there and watch myself. Chris taps the controller. Video of Joe spanking me appears.

Chris continues. "Stacy has dominating control over you. I heard what happened at the farm. Did it start there or were you her pet at school?" I respond, "It began at the farm."

Chris pulls a pink bottle from an Ice bucket on the nearby table. She unscrews the top and hands the bottle to me. I drink it as fast as I can.

Chris stakes her claim. "Will, for the summer she can share you with me."

She gives me instructions, and I obey every word. I slowly turn around, showing her my body.

She spreads her robe. No clothing lies beneath. I kneel before her. She grips my head and pulls my face between her legs.

My tongue licks her cunt. My skills have developed. My mouth goes to work. She hands me another bottle after I finish. Then, she grabs a strap on dildo and leads me to her bedroom.

I am fast asleep in Stacy bed when Stacy arrives late Sunday night. I wake in Stacy's arms in the morning.

I spend the next two weeks working during business hours and being used by Stacy and her mom the rest of the time. They must have worked something out.

It seems Stacy has dates when I belong to her mom and Chris is elsewhere when Stacy has command. Stacy has me on Mondays and Wednesdays and I go to Chris on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Then they alternate weekends.

Neither woman lets me wear much clothing at home. Stacy usually makes me strip in the car before I get home from work. This gets me in trouble one day.

Stacy drops me off and immediately drives off. I walk into the house handing my clothing to the maid.

Chris and a group of her friends meet me in the hall. She introduces me as Stacy's college roommate and mentions I enjoy nude sunbathing. She then has me slowly turn around to show off my fading tan lines.

Then, Chris allows me to go saying, "Why don't you go get some sun, but meet me in the study at six." I leave a speechless group of old ladies.

Later in the study, Chris uses me as usual. I spend the night with Chris and do not dress until time for work in the morning.

Fourth of July weekend Stacy goes off with Joe. Chris takes me to the farm as her plaything.

The first night at the club we meet the manager. I soon take the stage and strip for the crowd. I remain naked the rest of the weekend.

As the club closes, Chris trades me for her Boy-Toy from our last time at the farm. I wind up with a middle-aged real estate agent. I enjoy serving cock for a change.

The Business Trip

First thing at work Monday, Stacy and I get called into Stacy's father's office. Charles sets behind a large mahogany desk. Cinthia, the third-year intern, rests in one of the chairs.

Charles informs us he has an out of state deposition. Cinthia and I will accompany him on the trip. Charles fills us in on the details and what to take. We need to meet at the airport at two.

Stacy drives me home to pack and pick up Charles bags. Stacy tells me exactly what to bring and wear. My traveling clothes seem really skimpy.

We meet at the airport. Stacy says goodbye to her dad and drives away. I have never flown before and my nerves are on edge.

The flight attendant brings me a drink to calm my nerves. Several drinks later we land. The limo driver meets us at the airport, collects our bags, and takes us to the hotel. Ten minutes later we stand in our suite. Charles hands Cindy and me a pink bottle.

Charles takes his bourbon on the rocks and sits on the couch. He exclaims, "Which one of you ladies wants to strip first?"

I stand there in shock. I have just been asked to disrobe by Stacy's dad and my boss. So has Cindy.

Charles presses a remote and music begins playing on the entertainment center. Cindy starts to dance.

She reaches for her top button on her blouse. She unbuttons it and moves on to the next. The top goes and the skirt follows. By the end of the song, only the heels remain as she drops into Charles lap.

I murmur, "You just stripped for the boss. How can you do that?" She answers, "How else do you think I got asked back for a second and third internship?"

The next song starts. Charles goes, "Becky, it's your turn to take it all off." I hesitate.

He lectures, "I have seen you naked before. I know you have serviced Stacy and Chris as well as Stacy's friends. Chris told me what you did last weekend at the farm for total strangers. You do want to come back next summer."

I cave. I have done much worse this summer. I remove my blouse, one button at a time. Slowly, I tease Charles, moving to the music as I go. That exposes my breast in my open cup bra.

My leg coverings go next. I kick off each shoe. Then, I lay back on the coffee table. I point my toes towards the ceiling as I slide off my stockings, one leg at a time.

The skirt goes next following the path up my legs. That leaves just panty and bra. I rise and face Charles.

The bra goes quickly. It does not conceal anything anyway. It joins my other clothes littering the floor.

My hands move to my waist. My thumbs slip into the panty waistband. I bend at the waist as they slide down my legs.

Once they pass my knees, my panty falls to the floor. I step out of them, leaving them where they rest.

Charles stands and leads Cindy and me to the bedroom. There they both take me.

Cindy mounts the bed pulling my face to her pussy as Charles undresses. As I lick away, Charles takes me from behind. They both use me the rest of the night.

After the deposition we return to the hotel suite. Charles grabs a camera from his bag. He then orders Cindy and me to strip. We each repeat our strip shows from yesterday while Charles plays photographer.

After Cindy and I disrobe, Charles orders us to the bedroom. He directs our full porn photoshoot. Then, he joins in after we each orgasm. We jointly blow him. He snaps pictures of that, also.

The flight back the next morning goes uneventful. Charles drops his bags and me at the house before taking Cindy to the office.

Chris takes over where Charles left off. In minutes, she has me naked on the desk in the study. She does me with a strap-on and then has me do her orally. Then, she releases me to sun by the pool.

The Rest of the Summer

The rest of the summer, the Cunningham family share me. I am never allowed to wear anything at the house. Even the staff joke about that.

I have become their toy. For Labor Day weekend, the whole family takes me and Cindy to the farm. I perform at the club.

Cindy and I wind up belonging to Joe, Pete, and Mike the rest of the weekend. Joe drives a nude me back to the Cunningham's house on Monday night. I never recover my outfit.

Only a short week of work remains before Stacy and I return to school. Charles calls me to his office first thing Tuesday morning.

He says, "I want something to remember you by when you return to school. He grabs his camera and commands me to strip right there.

I hesitate for a moment since I have never been naked at the office. A look from him prompts me to action.

He captures my strip show. Then, he has me pose naked on his desk, on the conference table in the adjoining conference room, and even in the law library.

Cindy catches us there. She smiles and retreats before she can be ordered to join the shoot. I dress and return to my desk when Charles finishes with me.

The partners take the interns out for lunch. After eating, they give speeches and toast telling us how great we performed. They give us the afternoon off and Stacy takes me to a local club to continue our drinking. The rest of the work week consisted of more party than work.

Back to School

Friday after work, we head back to school. Stacy already had my books and her stuff shipped to the apartment we will share. She left my old clothes in storage at her parent's house.

As soon as I unpack the car, Stacy takes me to my room. Several large framed posters mount one wall. One states:

Stacy's Apartment Rules

It also has a nude picture of me from the beach at The Farm. I immediately undress upon reading the poster.

A similar poster hangs nearby with my affirmations. The picture on that one shows me on the stage at the farm.

Several photo albums sit on the shelf. I can guess what they contain. It looks like my time as Stacy's sex toy will continue.

I hope Stacy allows me time for my studies. At least, she must keep my sordid story private, or she will lose her hold over me.

School should be interesting this year. I am getting comfortable being naked all of the time. I have become accustomed to being Stacy's pet. I certainly enjoy all of the sex. I look forward to my new life continuing.