The Roommate Pt. 14 - Miranda

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Part 14 of the 17 part series

Updated 06/08/2023
Created 06/16/2016
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ValoryG
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Miranda returned home Sunday evening around 8 p.m. Lori and Leigh Ann, feeling a bit guilty about their secret tryst, gave their roommate kisses and hugs (Lori always loved to feel another woman's breasts against hers) and helped her in with her luggage.

Lori worried that this extra-big welcome home might raise Miranda's suspicions. Lori and Leigh Ann instinctively knew that they'd done wrong, but who can control young lust and liebestraum?

Miranda was tired and didn't have much to say, except that she'd performed her duty of being nice around relatives. "Have to do it around every three years," she allowed. While she was in her bedroom unpacking, Lori and Leigh Ann looked at each other and drew deep breaths.

After Leigh Ann went in to help Miranda, both eventually emerged. "Since no one has had dinner yet," announced Leigh Ann, "we're going to eat out at Cancion Perfidia; want to join us?"

"Yes, yes, after I put on some clothes."

At the Mexican restaurant, the feckless Lori, never proficient in foreign languages, to make conversation, asked, "Cancion Perfidia - please translate."

"Cancion means song, and surely you've heard people playing the simple version of Perfidia on the piano?" Miranda asked. "But the original was in Spanish and it's actually a sad song about love and betrayal."

"Odd name then for a restaurant," said Lori, gulping. "The owner must have a thing for it."

She and Leigh Ann got Miranda talking about her trip before the food and beer arrived. "Do all those relatives know you prefer women?" asked Leigh Ann softly.

"Ha! They do keep asking if I'm ever going to get married. I told 'em I don't want kids so it doesn't make a lot of difference. Actually, I think they all know about me, but there was only one person there I could be totally honest with. That's my aunt Renosa, who never married or carried on with men herself."

"So," asked Miranda, "what sort of mischief did you both get into while I was gone?"

"Mostly studied," lied Lori. "Went for a bike ride. Oh, and made a dinner for us."

"Couch potato," related Leigh Ann. "Watched a couple TV movies; went for a walk downtown."

"Well, it's nice being back among friends," said Miranda, just as steaming plates of food arrived. "Oh, I should mention that I did some mall shopping while up there." At that, she delivered two small precious-looking boxes to her roommates, who then guiltily opened them. "For you."

Leigh Ann received a fun necklace, perfected suited to her style, and Lori received earrings - the kind she liked. Profuse thanks were offered.

On the way home, they all joined hands for a while, with Leigh Ann in the middle between Miranda and Lori.

The next day, after everyone arrived home from work, Miranda was much less talkative. Lori made her own dinner and was settling down to reading a good book (wearing just tights and filled-out, tight workout top) while Leigh Ann was glued to the big-screen TV.

"OK girls, I'm calling a house meeting," said Miranda, her voice seeming a bit strained and shrill. Her roommates immediately perked up.

"I don't like being lied to!" she shouted. "You two whores ... (the words came out like cement blocks) ... were fucking around ... messing around. So much for trust for you, Leigh Ann. When I said you owned Lori in my place, I expected you to keep her busy, cleaning up, doing stuff for us - you knew that, didn't you?"

"Yes," answered Leigh Ann meekly.

"Look, you wonder how I know about your so-called activities, don't you?" Leigh Ann and Lori's heads shook affirmatively like bobbleheads.

"There's a book on my bookshelf in the bedroom, yeah, that has a tiny video camera inside. I turned it on before I left, and anytime there was motion in the room it was recording via wi-fi. Today at work I reviewed it online, and I was SHOCKED."

Leigh Ann's mouth hung open and deathly silence ensued for a minute.

"Well, we had some real good sex," mused Lori. "Did it turn you on to watch it? I mean, it's almost like you set us up for this stuff to happen. Actually, I don't regret it a bit."

Leigh Ann's mouth opened even wider, and Miranda was taken aback by the insubordination and rebelliousness.

"You're acting mighty uppity for being my slave. You are really asking for it. And dear Lori, I don't think you realize that Leigh Ann is contracted to me as well. You didn't know that, did you? It's not as stringent a contract, but she did agree to yield to me on all matters.

"Now I didn't tell Leigh not to fuck around with you, but she knew not to because she's mine and only mine, isn't that right Leigh?"

"Yes, Miranda."

"I own your tits, your ass, and your cunt; isn't that right, Leigh?"

"Yes, Miranda."

"And now you will have to pay dearly for your transgression and betrayal, because you were the leader in this fucking affair, won't you?"

"Yes, Miranda."

"Come with me, Leigh. And you too Lori."

Into the women's bedroom they went. Miranda, with wetness around her eyes, grabbed Leigh Ann by her hair and wrestled her over to the high-backed chair, and like she'd done to Lori, bent the woman over the chair and secured her ankles and wrists to the chair's legs.

Lori zeroed in on Leigh Ann's small barbed-wire heart tattoo, realizing the barbed wire was prophetic. Her breasts were squashed against the chair back and her hair hung down alongside her cheeks.

Miranda brusquely pulled down Leigh Ann's jeans and panties until her plump, white ass was fully exposed. Lori could see tears running down Leigh Ann's cheeks, smudging her makeup, making the scene grotesque.

As Miranda went to select her swat of choice (probably the most painful one as usual), Lori found herself, arms folded across her faux breasts, thinking - well, it IS Leigh Ann's fault; she brought all this on herself. So I'll watch this, just as I got ass-whipped myself. Despite herself, she found herself actually becoming aroused at the sight of a woman in tight bondage about to be hurt. But did Leigh Ann like pain? Did she?

Apparently not, because even when Miranda barely touched her with her small horsewhip, she would let out a little cry and pull back and cringe. Now, it was apparent that Miranda enjoyed the preliminaries, the play. She stepped up alongside her roomie, pulled her hair back, and deployed her first good whack on Leigh Ann's pristine white globes. Leigh Ann convulsed greatly and was actually trying to escape her bonds.

Did they have a safe word, Lori wondered?

Said Miranda, "I want Lori to watch because she was part of this conspiracy. Actually I'd have both of your asses in the air, but Lori's still recovering. And Leigh Ann, this punishment will keep punishing you for days to come, you asshole. And that's where Lori's mouth dildo went the second time, didn't it? Up your glorious asshole."

Now, Miranda had begun to work herself into a frenzy. She began whipping faster, carefully placing blows not only on Leigh Ann's now-rosy ass, but also on her thighs, back and arms. Every once in a while she would place the whip's shaft up against Leigh Ann's cunt and clit and play a little.

Meanwhile, Leigh Ann continued to crazily try to extricate herself from the bondage, while crying softly.

This isn't the kind of bondage Leigh Ann's into, Lori realized, quickly losing her zeal for watching the episode. The male in Lori was rising up in anger.

As Miranda raised her arm once more to lay a blow on Leigh Ann, a hand grabbed the whip and tore it out of her hand. Lori said "fortune" and, "This has gone too far; it's fucking sadistic what you're doing. Get away from Leigh Ann before I get violent."

With that, Leigh Ann fell slack against the chair, and Lori released her.

A surprised Miranda stood back a distance, speechless.

Lori had Leigh Ann lay on her stomach on the bed while she found some salve which she gently applied to her stroke-wounds. Miranda sat down, tired.

"I don't know about you, Leigh Ann," but from this moment on, my contract's up. Finished. Done. Void."

"It's a legal document," protested Miranda.

"Go to a lawyer and have him, or her, look at it and laugh you out of the office," said Lori. "Leigh Ann, do you want to continue with your contract?"

Softly, her lips buried in a blanket, Lori could hear her say, "No, no more contract."

"Well, so be it," Miranda said, "I'm through with you both. You're both big disappointments. You don't know how to live the slave lifestyle and not question anything."

"It has to work both ways," said Lori.

Miranda was in a huff for a couple weeks, and moved out after three weeks. Roger, her employer, had a guest cottage of sorts on his property where she could live. She no longer would have a commute, but on the other hand, she knew Roger might try getting physical with her again.

As she departed, she, Leigh Ann and Lori were sad and repentant. "I think we all learned from this," said Lori. "I'm really sorry it came to this."

"We had some good times," said Leigh Ann. "I'll take good care of Lori."

"That I have no doubt of," laughed Miranda. "Stay in touch. We should get together once in a while."

That night, a Friday night, the house was strangely quiet. and Lori and Leigh Ann moped around. Somehow their relationship seemed less exciting without their momma cat around.

"Want some homemade pizza?" asked Lori.

"Yeah; that'd be good."

"Black olives ... artichoke hearts ... mushrooms, goat cheese ... basil?"

"Whatever, girl."

By the time the pie was out of the oven, Leigh Ann was deeply involved watching another real crime mystery on NBC Dateline. She was such a sucker for crime stuff, thought Lori, cutting the aromatic pizza.

Then Lori, feeling very womanly, and now adorned in sandals, tights, short skirt and a loose, half-sleeve, wide bodice top, delivered plates of cheesy pieces (along with ale) and sat near her roomie. They made short work of the pizza and settled in to finish their beers and the TV show.

Because they'd eaten very little earlier, due to the upset of Miranda leaving, the alcohol quickly went to their heads.

Lori slid alongside Leigh Ann and lay her head and long hair on her breasts. Leigh Ann's arm swung around Lori's shoulders. Leigh Ann kissed Lori's forehead, then her cheek, and then, briefly, her lips. Lori's hand snuck into Leigh Ann's crotch, where it remained, unmoving, as the other woman closed her legs around it.

And while Dateline talked about a man who kept three wives in different states, and killed one of them, Leigh Ann and Lori embarked on their new relationship.

Without talking about it, they shared the same bed, and they loved each other's nighties.

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addyftwaddyftwover 7 years ago

I like the direction the story is going. Miranda really felt like she was overstaying her welcome. I look forward to seeing were these two roommates decide to take their relationship.

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