Leslie's truck breaks down, so she needs to take the risky step of bringing her pet, Sarah, into her and Ann's dorm room for 'storage' while her truck is fixed. Hopefully Ann doesn't discover Leslie's secret...

Ann

    I sat on the couch in our dorm room, braiding Bessie's pigtails. It had been about three months since she had let me leave the spots of hair on her head. I had always loved her red hair and I had asked her to let me grow it out since I love it so much. Bessie didn't want to at the time, but as time went on, as her hair grew and when I had bought a special latex hood for her head with holes in the back to let the pair of red sprouts come out and grow into long, flowing pigtails, she had decided maybe it wasn't terrible. Besides, they let us do some more things with our bondage games too: I could tie her hair back to something and force her into a stricter hogtie if I wanted.

    It was the first weekend of summer break. Leslie and I had finished our finals the week previous and now we're free to do whatever we wanted. Our college lets us use our dorms year-round as long as we are returning the next year for classes, and since I don't have family to visit and Leslie wanted to keep her job in town, we decided to continue renting the dorm for the summer. Leslie was actually visiting her family that weekend, which allowed me to let Bessie out of her cage and spend the weekend with her.

    She and I sat on the couch, clad in our suits. She was wearing her normal strict leather armbinder, pinning her elbows together and keeping her forearms tightly clasped together behind her back. Beneath the armbinder, her hands were wrapped in tight leather mittens with small metal locks securing them around her wrists. I kept the keys in a little jar next to my bed with spare change, along with all the other keys for the locks securing various things about her body. Under the armbinder, Bessie wore a skin-tight, black latex suit. This suit covered her entire body, socks that wrapped daintily about each of her delicate toes and gloves that outlined each of her digits. She wore a stiff latex corset around her midsection that sat flush with her chest and waist, forcing her back straight. Over her head was the new latex hood I had ordered for her with the dual holes in the back for her pigtails to sprout through. There was heavy leather padding over her eyes and mouth, with extra belts to tighten these down. They were cinched down comfortably tight, increasing the surrounding feeling for Bessie. Beneath the padding over her mouth was a large red ball gag, secured in place with a leather harness that wrapped around her head. The gag held a cloth in her mouth, holding her jaw wide. She occasionally moaned as I braided her luscious hair, cuddling up against me.

    As I played with her pigtails, I told her about what our future together was shaping up to look like. I had dreamt about how our lives would look after college, and everything was coming together.

    "I got A's in all my classes again Bessie, I was top of my class."

    "Mmmm?"

    "Yeah, everything's coming together. My hard work is finally paying off!" I said excitedly. Bessie squirmed her acknowledgment of what I had said.

    "I think with my degree next year I could probably get a job where I work from home, and it shouldn't be a terrible depressing software job that a lot of people end up with. I'll be able to have fun with my job from home."

    "Mmmm! Mmmpph Mmnnn mm!"

    "I can buy a nice little house, out in the woods somewhere. I can take you out there and we can live together forever, playing our games and not having to worry about Leslie coming home early!"

    "Mmmmm!!!"

    "You know, with one more year coming to a close", I paused and glanced over at my bed, the mattress propped up against the wall. Leaning towards it to peer inside, I saw a large vibrator, sitting next to a red dildo gag. I grabbed both and brought them over, setting them in Bessie's lap. "I think we should celebrate, have a little bit of fun, y'know?" I pulled the gag into my mouth, feeling the shaft slip its way down towards the back of my throat. I turned the vibrator on and spun Bessie around so we were scissoring each other. I placed the vibrator in a spot where we could share the rhythm of the machine, her bound, gagged and completely in my control, and me in my latex suit and gag, rocking back and forth, completely in bliss.

Leslie

    "No, no no no no NO!" I said as I turned the key to my truck, listening to pathetic sputtering sounds come from the engine. I had noticed it had been sounding a bit off and I meant to take it into the repair shop, but with finals I had never gotten the chance. Sarah and I had had the greatest weekend out in the country in a new spot I had found since the officer had almost caught me and Sarah in the bed of my truck. It was Monday morning after returning from our fun and I had just hopped in to drive to work.

    "Shit!" I say as the engine gives one last sad thump before quitting. I turn the key again, the starter refusing to turn over. The first thing to go through my mind is 'what am I gonna do with Sarah?' I turn around to look at the back seat of the truck where it's concealed. I called Sarah 'it' since she was pretty much my possession, it was something she enjoyed feeling like. How would I be able to keep it a secret while the truck was getting worked on.

    I realized I needed to secure her inside the dorm. The odds of a mechanic stumbling upon her were low, but all it took was them to wonder what an extra generator that was constantly running was doing, and why I had air vents guided under the back seat. Leaving it in the truck was a no-go, so my only other option was in my dorm.

    'But what if Ann finds out? How will I explain it to her?', one side of my brain said.

    'You've known her for years, she... might... understand', the other side responded.

    'Exactly! You've known her for years! You're risking throwing it all away!'

    'Well what else am I gonna do? I either risk a 911 call from the mechanic, or I can try to explain it to Ann...'

    'You would be throwing away over 4 years of friendship, is it worth it to you?' I thought hard about this one. On the one hand, Ann had been an incredibly close friend for my entire time in college. She was the sole reason I still had A's in my classes, she had helped me with so much homework... I looked back at the seat again, thinking about Sarah and how it probably had no clue what was going on right now. 'Sarah is my top priority right now, not my roommate', I concluded finally after a long time of thinking. Absolute worst-case scenario, I had to explain Sarah to Ann and reveal my fetish to her. But I would still have Sarah, and the secret probably wouldn't leave the two of us.

    I called in to my boss and told her my truck broke down and I wouldn't be able to make it today. Luckily she didn't ask if I could walk, even though I was only a few minutes away. I first ran up to the dorm to make sure Ann wasn't there. Her bed was empty, bathroom lights were off, her backpack off the floor and gone. Perfect. She had left for one of her summer clubs already, sometimes she liked to leave early and hit Starbucks on the way. I grabbed a suitcase out of the closet and toted it out the door and back down the stairs.

    In the truck, I opened up Sarah's compartment. The soundproof walls of the cage made sure she hadn't known what was going on as I struggled with starting the truck. I sighed as I opened it up to reveal the beautiful figure I loved. It was wearing a latex catsuit and corset, both layered with straps of leather about the 'fun' parts of its body. Each of its wrists were secured up to the edges of the cage, parallel with its head, which had a large leather collar around its neck. Chains ran from the collar to the sides of the cage and up above its head, giving Sarah only an inch or two of wiggle room for its head. There were tight leather mittens around its hands with small golden locks securing the straps around each wrist. Sarah's face was a mass of leather and latex, with overlapping harnesses and hoods securing gags and blindfolds in place. Something it had really gotten into recently was layered headdressings, so that weekend I had obliged it and swaddled its head in every head covering I owned. It perked up as I opened the compartment, allowing fresh air to flow in.

    "Hey, Sarah, I need you to listen to me real fast, OK?"

    "Mmmmm..."

    "My truck broke down, and I need to move you to someplace safe while the truck gets fixed, OK?" At this, Sarah tensed up. She hadn't been seen in public for several years, and I guessed what was going through her mind.

    "We really don't have a choice, OK? I bought a suitcase I can put you in to keep you secret, but once we get to my dorm I have a spot for you in my closet, OK? I promise, it'll all be fine, I swear." It lay in the compartment, frozen for a few seconds. I lightly rubbed my hand on its latex-clad stomach, comforting it. After a while, Sarah nodded her head slowly.

    "Perfect, thank you soo much, I swear this will be over fast." I slammed the door of the truck shut and hopped into the back seat. Since the cop incident I had gotten my windows tinted, so I knew that once the door closed we would be safe from people peeking, especially with how bright it was outside that morning.

    I unshackled its chains and cuffs and slid it out of the compartment. I explained how the suitcase would work to Sarah, then helped it into the suitcase. It was a tight fit, but I managed to fit Sarah into it. It was tucked tightly into a ball, its head forced between its legs. It groaned as I pushed the lid of the suitcase down onto it. It was a hard plastic suitcase that was really stiff, so it was probably very uncomfortable for it.

    Once it was zipped up, I locked the zippers together with another small lock. I probably wouldn't have done it, but I couldn't help myself. Even with the stressful situation, I was still a kinky girl! I closed up the compartment of the truck and reopened the door, stepping out into the bright sunshine. I hauled the heavy suitcase out of the backseat and onto the ground, thumping it heavily as I strained against the weight. I heard a muffled grunt of pain from inside the suitcase as it hit the ground. 'Sorry.....' I thought to myself as I closed up the truck.

    I pulled the handle out and rolled the suitcase towards the dorm. The building was old and didn't have an elevator, and our dorm was located on the third floor. I knew it would be a huge process getting it up the stairs, but I didn't have the choice. I scanned my student ID at the door, wheeled the suitcase to the bottom of the flight of stairs, leaned down to whisper my apologies to Sarah, then started the grind.

    The suitcase bounced with each step. Every thump I felt as Sarah was thrown about inside the suitcase made me wince. It must've been terrible in there, unable to move or say anything or prevent the lurching thumping motions as it was thrown against the plastic walls of the tiny, claustrophobic prison... I couldn't imagine being in Sarah's position.

    I reached the second floor after 10 minutes of struggling, panting and out of breath. Sarah must've been so panicked inside the suitcase. I decided to take a break as I wheeled the suitcase over to a wall and sat down next to it, wheezing. After a few minutes rest, I whispered yet another apology to Sarah, then worked on the second flight of stairs.

Ann

    "Shoot, I forgot my book", I thought to myself after I picked up my latte. That's actually so stupid, I am literally going to book club and I forgot my book. Probably the single most important thing to bring with you for book club, and I forgot it back in the dorm.

Leslie

    I wheeled the suitcase through the entrance of the dorm and slammed the door shut behind me, locking it. I slid down the door panting, exhausted from the effort I had to go through to lug Sarah up the stairs. I run track and compete in sports, but this was as hard as any workout I've ever done. I knew Sarah was probably panicked about her position in the suitcase, I knew it didn't like change and this was a pretty extreme case of it.

    I pulled the suitcase out of the entry hallway and into the main part of the dorm. Ann and I had gotten a corner dorm so we were lucky with a ton of extra space. Our dorm was almost 3 times the size of a lot of other dorms I had been in. Because of that, Ann and I each had our own separate closets. I pulled the suitcase towards my closet and slid open the door. Inside, hidden behind a wall of clothing, I had cleared out a space that Sarah could lay down and hide for however long she needed. I would need to monitor her and feed her but since it was summer now and classes were out, that wouldn't be a problem. Besides, it would only be for a few days, while the truck was being worked on.

Ann

    I scanned my student ID at the entrance to the dorm building and started making my way up the stairs. I sipped my drink with one hand while I held the keys in my other hand. I had noticed that Leslie's truck was still parked in the parking lot, isn't she late for work? Maybe she has the day off or something. I pulled out my phone to text her and ask her why she was still in the dorm, but then I thought, 'Eh, I'll see her in like two seconds, it's fine.'

Leslie

    I carefully lowered the suitcase onto its side, taking care not to make Sarah's ride any worse than it already was. I felt terrible, I had taken it out of its home for the past 2 years with no warning and toted it into an unknown place in the roughest way possible. I carefully unzipped the suitcase and opened it slowly, revealing Sarah's shivering, scared figure. It was tucked even tighter than when I had put it in the suitcase. I quickly helped her out of the suitcase and we sat on the floor, holding each other for a few minutes as we both let our breathing calm. I began tearing the layers of leather and latex of its face until all that was left was a single leather harness gag with a large red ball. Sarah looked into my eyes with tears in it and I held her while she cried.

    After it had let all of its tears out and had stopped shaking in fear, I helped it stand up. Sarah hadn't stood up on its own in a long, long time, so we took our time. It was also the first time it hadn't been restrained in just as long of a time, so I let it get used to having the liberty of motion of all its limbs. Suddenly, I heard the sound of someone putting a key into the door. I froze on the spot, as did Sarah. We silently stood there in horror, Sarah in her latex suit and gag, me holding her mittened hands, as the door terribly crept open.

Ann

    'I wonder why the door is locked if Leslie is here', I thought to myself as I inserted the key into the lock. I tucked my drink under my arm to get the key lined up correctly, it got stuck in the tumblers. The door was wildly old, probably violated some sort of fire code with how often it got stuck. The key finally slid into place and I turned it, twisting the doorknob and pushing the door open.

    I looked up into the room, saying, "Hey Leslie, are you he-" I froze in place. In front of me stood Leslie and another girl I had never seen before. She was wearing something that I was extremely familiar with. For a split second I panicked and thought that Leslie had discovered my stash under my bed, but this disappeared as I looked at the other girl. She wore a leather harness gag over her head with a large red ball, and her eyes were puffy, like she had just been crying. She wore a collar around her neck and a tight latex corset about her midsection. I instantly knew what I was looking at.

    "Leslie... what... ah- what is this?" I feigned ignorance, intending to hide my own secret. Leslie was petrified in place, a look of horror and fear plastered across her face. The other girl had a similar look on her face, her eyes were opened wide and her eyebrows as far up on her face as they could go.

    "I- uhhh, I can.. aahhhh, I can explain, uhhh-" Leslie seemed panicked, watching my every move to see how I would react.

    It was at this moment that I made a decision. Seeing the fear in both of their faces, I decided it was time to let out my own secret.

    "Leslie", I interrupted her terrible attempt to begin explaining herself. "Don't worry Leslie, I understand."

    "You.. what?"

    "I understand Leslie, I know what this is. You're a kink, aren't you?"

    "No! No, I-"

    "Oh come on Leslie, I know something when I see it." I smiled flirtatiously at her, messing with her. I subconsciously slipped into the role of dom, enjoying watching Leslie squirm under my gaze.

    "I- ahhhh..., OK fine, yes I am, but I can explain-"

    "No need to explain, Leslie. It's fine, I understand!" I smiled cheerfully, then looked at the other girl who had remained silent and seemed to want to shrink away into the shadows of the closet. I slowly began circling the pair menacingly, making my way towards my bed. "Who's the other girl?"

    "Uhhh, well, uhhh, you know...." Leslie hesitated uncomfortably. "This is, aahhhhh, Sarah. Ann, Sarah. Sarah, Ann. This is my roommate", she directed to the girl who I now knew was named Sarah. She gave me a shy little wave, still seeming to want to hide and never be seen again.

    "Nice to meet you Sarah. Dang Leslie, this is a pretty big secret to keep, isn't it?" I joked as I made my way to my bed and sat down, crossing my legs. I was pretty happy with my outfit I had chosen this morning, it was working perfectly with the role I had suddenly been thrown into. I wore a red and black plaid schoolgirl outfit with dark brown tights and short black heels , giving me the look of a reserved but slightly wild dominant girlfriend. It worked perfectly, I was already extremely turned on watching Leslie squirm, not to mention her little pet. The pet was gorgeous, the latex she was wearing fitted her extremely well.

    "I mean, it... IS... a pretty big secret, I guess, but..., well-"

    "You know, I actually have something to show you myself." I smiled at Leslie and let her ponder over what I had just said. I stood up and strutted to the side of my bed, flipping the mattress out of the way. Leslie stood in silence, watching me as I worked. I leaned over the bedframe and flipped the hidden latch that released the trapdoor. It popped open and I slid my fingers beneath it, tauntingly pulling it open.

Leslie

    I leaned forward, trying to see what Ann had in the compartment beneath her mattress. I didn't know it existed before now, so I was pretty interested in what Ann would want to keep a secret for. Before this bit of curiosity, all I felt was dread. I had thought about what would happen if Ann happened to discover Sarah while she was in the dorm, but my mental preparations were so inaccurate from what it would actually be. I thought for sure she would have left and freaked out and I would've had to try to calm her down, but she seemed to enjoy watching me visibly in pain at my secret being exposed. I had never seen this side of Ann before so I was being completely thrown for a loop.

    Ann pulled the piece of plywood out from the bed to reveal a hidden compartment within her bed frame. I peered inside, not expecting to see what I saw.

Ann

    I slowly pulled the plywood back, revealing Bessie to the pair of girls. My heart was pounding in my chest as I went speeding past the point of no return. I was more excited than anything to realize that my roommate was just as kinky as I was, not to mention that we both had latex gimps that we 'owned'.

    Leslie looked inside as her eyes grew to the size of dinner plates. I laughed aloud at her reaction, still committing to the 'dominant upper-hand' role. "Ladies, meet Bessie!"

    At this, Bessie stirred. She was wearing the exact same things as she was over the weekend, her latex gag, blindfold, hood and corset. She was cuffed into the cage the same way she always is when she has an extended stay in the cage.

    It took a few minutes to get Bessie uncuffed and out of her cage. I took her hood and blindfold off so she could see the newcomers, but left her harness gag in. I noticed that Bessie and Sarah standing next to each other looked nearly identical, just that Bessie had dual pigtails running down the back of her head. Once she was out, we all introduced each other. Bessie was excited to finally meet my roommate, Sarah seemed shy, Leslie seemed embarrassed, and I acted like I was in charge of everything.

    For a long time Leslie and I talked about how crazy it was that both of us, with the exact same interests, had ended up as roommates in college. The gimps both stood silently behind us, staring at each other in awe. Neither of them had had any exposure to anyone other than us and so having this be their first interaction was probably mind-blowing for them.

    We all had lunch together, my book club forgotten. We took the gags off the gimps and let them speak with each other and talk to us, but Leslie and I quickly began to connect as the 'dominant' one in the relationship. She slowly opened up about the uncomfortable things to talk about and we found out we had a ton in common, especially with our relationships with our gimps.

    After lunch, we decided to let the gimps have some fun. I showed off my collection of bondage gear to Leslie and she made a trip to her truck to retrieve her stuff as well. We set up the two girls on the floor in their bondage and watched them struggle about together, excited to have a partner to be bound with. We ended up having fun the whole afternoon, letting the girls 'get to know' each other as they struggled about in their bondage playing together. Leslie introduced me to some of the things she would do with Sarah, and I showed them some of the games I would play with Ann. We continued our play well into the afternoon and then into the night as we talked, socialized, played and generally got to know each other all over again. Once the secret was shared, we knew it was gonna be a hell of a time.