Gabby's Giant Roommate

This story contains graphic details of a 19 year old college girl being physically, emotionally and sexually abused by her 19 year old college roommate in a dominant/submissive relationship.

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"Holy shit she is tall"

That was the very first thought that came into my head as I walked into my brand new dorm room and laid eyes upon my roommate for the very first time.

It wasn't just that she was tall, she was buff! She had large masculine shoulder muscles, toned arms, bulging biceps, and thighs so wide you could land a plane on them.

I stood frozen in my tracks just staring at her. She had her back turned towards me, with headphones on, blasting country music so loud I could hear it before I even walked in the door.

Her dirty blonde hair was braided military style, she was wearing a camouflaged tank top to go along with her camouflaged sweatpants and large black army boots that made an already 6 foot tall girl look even taller.

I was instantly intimidated. The size difference between us was beyond comical.

The contrast in our choice of clothing couldn't be more different either. I was wearing a short white top that left my belly button exposed to go along with a short black mini skirt that showed off my summer tanned legs.

I was nearly an entire foot shorter than her with absolutely no muscle mass to speak of. I am the dictionary definition of petite, and I was perfectly happy that way. I always thought it was weird when girls worked out and gained muscle mass, in my opinion it made them look unfeminine and freakish looking. But she was different, while she was big and strong and had clear defined muscles that made her look masculine, she still had a feminine aura about her, not to mention large breasts and a big plump ass that would leave no doubt that she was still, in fact, a woman.

"God I hope she's nice!" was the second thought that entered my head. Having a giantess for a roommate who was a total bitch would be a complete nightmare of a way to start my college life.

Fingers crossed! "Never judge a book by its cover" I thought to myself as I slowly walked further into the room. That is how I was raised at least, I was raised to never judge anyone by the way they looked.

But yet... I was still feeling intimidated just looking at her, I was even shaking a little bit. It was completely obvious that I was nervous. Damnit! Now I'm worried she will instantly know I am afraid of her, that is a horrible first impression to give off, I thought.

I was half way into the room when I thought about just turning around and leaving. Forget about all the progressive values I was raised on. I did NOT want to be roommates with someone who looked and dressed like this!

I was frozen. Stopped cold in my tracks, just thinking. Thinking if it would make me a bad person to just turn around and leave to immediately apply for a new roommate just based off of someone's physical appearance and how they dressed.

I was also staring. I couldn't look away. My eyes were completely fixated on this person, I can honestly say I have never seen a girl who looked quite the way she does. She was taller than all the men in my family I thought to myself.

I was standing there staring at her for what seemed like hours, studying her body, her mannerisms, her choice of clothing (who the hell dresses like that anyway? no one from where I come from at least), before it finally dawned on me, she was almost done hanging up her clothing in the closet. I need to make a decision and fast!

But I found myself unable to move, I was completely stuck in two different states of mind. One half wanted me to just run out the door and find a new roommate immediately even if it wasn't practical. The other half of me knew better, it knew to never judge anyone by how they looked or dressed, and doing so was simply bigotry. There was also a small part of me that was undeniably intrigued by her. The way she looked, how tall she was, her clothing, it was just different from anything I was use to from attending preppy private schools all my life.

TOO LATE NOW!

After what seemed like an eternity the giantess finally turned around and laid her eyes upon me for the first time.

Her face lit up when she saw me.

"Oh my goodness, look at you! Wow! Just look. at. you!" She excitedly said, as she looked me up and down for an uncomfortably long time.

Her voice matched her physique. It was deep, naturally loud and clear, while at the same time retaining some feminine qualities so you would never mistake it for being a man's voice.

She tossed her headphones to the ground and walked towards me in powerful, confident, giant strides, extending her hand and introducing herself. "The name is Courtney, but everyone just calls me Big C!"

Fuck! Even the way she walked and talked was intimidating! My best efforts to not look frightened or nervous were beyond pathetic. I looked like a deer in headlights, so visibly startled that you would have to be an alien to not notice it from my body language.

So flustered in the moment, I held out my hand to meet hers while completely forgetting to introduce myself. Awkward!

I couldn't even look her in the eyes! Instead my gaze was fixated on our hands. I could not believe how massive her hands were compared to mine. I seriously looked like a little girl shaking the hands of a powerful weight lifter when we shook. I've never been made to feel so tiny by another girl in my entire life.

"Awwhh, don't be shy! do you have a name, or should I just call you mini skirt?" She quirked with a sort of sadistic laugh.

I finally snapped out of my daze and regained just enough coherent ability to stutter out my name "Oh sorry my name is G-Gabriella! But everyone just c-calls me Gabby!" I say without having the courage to look her in the eyes at all.

She took a step back, looked me up and down again like I was a prostitute on display in Amsterdam, before finally breaking the awkward silence, "Well Gabby, I can tell you are a little bit shy so I'll just get right to the point, I think we can have a very beautiful roommate relationship" she said in a suddenly serious and authoritarian tone, she continued "As long as you respect me, my values, and the rules I have set out for us both to follow we will never have any problems, I can be the most loving sweetheart in the world, but I can also be a ruthless disciplinarian when I have to be, your actions and attitude will determine which Big C you get, let's just get that clear right off the bat."

I was beyond intimidated at this point, I was down right afraid of what I have just walked into. What the fuck. This girl could not be serious, but yet she was. She was so serious. The entire time she talked to me she maintained laser focused eye contact with me. But I was too weak to look her in the eyes, I just looked down the whole time, unable to find the courage to meet her. This wasn't me I thought, I've always been a strong girl who was able to communicate my feelings openly and honestly, but that wasn't me right now.

Once again I got snapped out of my daze when she resumed talking, this time in a much more soft and caring tone, "Gabby, I need you to answer me, do you understand what I just said? What I expect out of you as a roommate? I know you are a shy girl but I expect you to at least respond when I talk to you."

Still looking down at her feet I murmured out a fragile response, "That s-sounds p-perfectly fine with me, I hope we c-can have a great freshman year t-together!"

"Awwhhh, I am SO glad to hear that Gabby girl! I feel like we are already off to a great start!" She says in an almost sarcastic voice. "This is just how I was raised, the key to any relationship of any kind is trust, understanding and discipline, without those 3 key ingredients things can go south very quickly, which is why they need to be established immediately, no time to waste, does that make sense, Gabby?"

"Oh yeah that makes p-perfect sense to me!" I say lying through my teeth.

This is not normal I kept telling myself in my head, why didn't I trust my initial gut feelings about this chick? God damnit. My intuition is never wrong about these things. It's okay, I'll only have to survive a couple of weeks with her before I can get an approval to officially change dorm rooms. This isn't the end of the world.

Another awkward silence was interrupted by Courtney, "I'll tell you what, how about I help you with your stuff? I'm sure you have more than just that little backpack right?"

"Oh yeah, I have some more stuff in my car, that would be a huge help" I said apprehensively, still cautious by her constantly changing tones.

"I'll be glad to help out, it would be a good workout for me" she said while she was still checking me out up and down, making me more and more uncomfortable.

If I knew I was going to get paired up with a 6 foot 2 lesbo as my roommate I never would have worn this outfit, I thought to myself. I have never been made to feel like such a piece of meat by another woman in my life. As we walked to my car I tried to push my skirt down but to no real avail, it was just too short to make any difference. I've never wanted to change my outfit so much in my life. I could feel her eyes all over me as I walked infront of her down to the parking garage. Even most guys have better sense than to stare so blatantly at a girl like that. Well, at least she's helping me with my stuff I guess.

"Wow is that really your car? You own a fucking Lexus? I knew you were a spoiled, privileged rich little goody-goody just from the way you looked and talked" she said without any hint of humor whatsoever. "My first impressions are never wrong, gosh, some people just are born with life on easy mode I guess while others have to work hard for every scrap."

Whatever you redneck hillbilly giant just carry my shit to our dorm and shut the fuck up. That's what I wanted to say at least, But I didn't respond, I didn't say anything, I just sat there and took it. If any other girl would have said that then the fangs would have come out, I have never been the one to just sit back and let people talk down on me to my face, I always defend myself, but to this girl? Hell no. At least not yet, I knew I would have to build up the courage to eventually confront her if she didn't change her attitude.

"Here's all my stuff" I say in a calm voice as I open the trunk. At least I'm no longer stuttering and shaking I thought to myself, trying to come up with a small win to boost my mood.

"Good lord that is alot of shit! Is this all clothes? This can't be all clothes! Jesus you rich girls have so much money to spend on clothes! There's not enough room in our joint closet for all of this SHIT, sorry to break it to you sweetheart" She said, almost yelling so other people could hear it. Looks like she was back to being a bitch and I was back to shaking and stuttering! Great!

"W-Well it's not all clothes, some of it is for hygiene and my s-studies" I replied in a soft anxious tone.

"You better hope so hunny, because I've already used up most of the closet, first come first serve as they say. So not all of your rich girl clothing is going to fit in there, just giving you a fair warning of what to expect."

Oh yeah that sounds totally fair I thought to myself. God what a bitch. Some of the fear I had of her was already starting to be replaced with anger. But nonetheless there was still a good amount of fear. Fear that kept me from speaking up, fear that kept me in my place, for now, anyways.

"Oh okay t-thanks for the h-heads up" I say in a pathetic voice as I go to grab some of my bags before Courtney slaps my hand away.

"Don't worry about it! I can handle all of this, trust me, I need the workout."

I sat back and watched in amazement as this giantess effortlessly picked up all 7 of my bags with ease. Fuck she's strong. I could barely carry one of those bags at a time. She's doing all of them at once. This is why I need to be careful with her, I thought to myself.

"Can you go already?" An annoyed Courtney screeched, once again breaking me out of another admiring gaze.

"I need you to open the door for me, I mean it's the least you could do as I carry up your expensive shit for you."

"O-oh yeah sorry" I say as I scurry on up the stairs to our dorm room as Courtney trailed close behind. As soon as she stepped foot into the room Courtney threw down all my bags on the floor before laughing to herself, "Well this is my good deed for the day."

Still a little bit flustered from earlier I head towards and kneel down near my bags and begin to unpack some of my electronics before a clearly aggravated Courtney blurted out in her loudest voice yet "Isn't there something you'd like to say to me little miss miniskirt?"

I completely froze. In both confusion and fear. I started to shake again. She just yelled at me, no one ever yells at me, especially not people I just met 30 minutes ago.

Unable to form words, I instead turned my head towards her direction and offered her a look of pure bewilderment, I even found the courage to look her in the eyes this time, something I instantly regretted. If there was something even more intimidating than her physical appearance or her powerful voice, it was her stare. It was so scary, I couldn't handle it for more than 2 seconds before cowering my head back towards her feet again.

"Are you serious? You can't be fucking serious" Courtney growled as she slowly strided towards me.

I was petrified and visibly shaking. My heart felt like it was beating out of my chest as she got closer towards me. Still looking at the ground behind me, I saw Courtney's boots stop right near my sitting butt.

"Don't you have something to say to me?"

I still couldn't form words. I honestly had no idea what she was even talking about, so I just sat still looking at the ground, hoping she would just leave me alone.

"TURN AROUND AND LOOK AT ME LITTLE GIRL, I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE IGNORE ME, WHEN SOMEONE TALKS TO YOU YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO LOOK THEM IN THE EYE AND RESPOND" Courtney shouted so loud that I'm almost positive people in the adjacent rooms could hear her.

I was so scared I felt like I was about to pass out, but I was able to form enough strength to scoot my butt and turn around, still sitting, and looking all the way up at her in the eyes before I stuttered to her in a weak, pitiful voice, "What did I do wrong?"

"Hmm I don't know, how about when someone does you a favor, or helps you out, that you show them the bare minimum form of appreciation and actually thank them? Is that seriously too much to ask for? I don't know about you, but I was raised to show gratitude to any and everyone who helped me out, and to show that gratitude back towards them, but I guess not everyone was raised the right way, did your parents not instill any values in you whatsoever? What a disgrace! Do rich people really just not care? Little miss preppy girl, you've probably had everything handed to you your entire life haven't you?"

I was seriously about to start crying, it took every ounce of vigor in my body to hold back the floodgates of tears forming in my eyes. I couldn't believe this was happening, it was an honest mistake really! I'm always nice and courteous to people. I have manners! I was raised right! She was clearly overreacting!

Courtney took a brief pause before resuming her verbal degradation, "I am going to let you know right here, right now, that this kind of disrespectful behavior will not be tolerated by me EVER! You have probably gotten away with this bullshit all your life growing up in rich man's land, but I'm going to give you a reality check sweetheart, that kind of BULLSHIT does not fly in the REAL WORLD!"

She paused for a moment, bended her knees, and lowered her head closer to my face. "Now... Do I make myself clear?" She finished with a vicious spite.

As hard as I tried to stop them, I just couldn't hold it back any longer, the tears started to fall down my pretty face at a rapid pace. I have never before been treated like this, by anyone, ever, not even my parents would yell at me like this. But beyond the sadness was the fear, this girl absolutely terrified me, and she knew it.

I didn't even hesitate, I looked her right in the eyes, with tears falling down my cheeks and I told her "I am s-sorry Courtney, please b-believe me, you were so nice to me, carrying my bags up for me, I should have immediately t-thanked you for helping me out like t-that."

I pause for a second to wipe away my tears. "I-I promise I'll be more grateful and respectful from n-now on, p-please, from the bottom of my heart, I am so s-sorry for how I acted" I said, as more tears fell down my face.

Courtney slowly rose to her feet and just stood there, staring down at me, staring at what she had done to me, how she had just broken me down in under an hour of us meeting. About a minute went by of her just standing over me, staring, as I looked at the ground and wiped away tears.

Finally, she spoke, "Awwhhh, poor little Gabby girl, you know it just breaks my heart to see you cry like this, it really does! Your parents didn't teach you any manners, but you don't have to worry, because I will, I'm your parents now, your mother and your daddy, and I'm going to teach my little Gabby how to be a good little girl who has manners, when I'm done with you you're going to be the most respectful, obedient, well mannered girl in school" she finished with a laugh.

"Finish unpacking your shit while I take a quick nap, once you're done, we are going to have quite the lengthy discussion on the rules of MY room, and how I expect you to behave from here on out, do I make myself clear, little miss miniskirt?"

As tears continued to fall down my face I immediately looked up at her, without looking directly into her eyes, and answered her, "Yes, I understand loud and clear Courtney."

"Oh no, hang on" she loudly replied as my heart sank for a moment, fearing I somehow offended her again.

"Let's get one thing crystal clear right now before we even have our discussion later, you have lost the right to call me Courtney, or Big C, as my friends call me, from now on you WILL refer to me as "Ma'am!" the most respectful and formal title a woman can call another woman... so let's try this again, do I make myself clear, miniskirt?"

Again, I didn't miss a beat, without even thinking about what I was saying or the hole I was digging myself into, I looked her DIRECTLY in the eyes and said "Yes Ma'am, I understand loud and clear."

Courtney's face lit up in total joy at my quick submission. Like she had just won the lottery or hit a game winning home run. She was smiling from ear to ear, looking down on me as I still had tears falling from my eyes.

"Very good then, I am glad we understand each other better now, go finish unpacking all your bullshit while I nap, and don't be too loud about it either, if you wake me up prematurely, I will make you deeply regret it, miniskirt, trust me on that."

As Courtney walked away to her bottom bunk bed, took off her large black boots and threw herself under the covers, I just sat still in stunned silence, It was hard to put into context how negatively my life had changed in less than an hour from first walking into this dorm room.

My ego and self esteem were gone, shattered, thrown into the trash, and Courtney was the one who threw it in there. And it was painfully obvious that Courtney took great pleasure in doing all of this to me. This is all my fault I thought to myself. The second she saw my face and body language she knew I was intimidated by her, and now look at me! I am sitting on the floor crying because Courtney effortlessly made me crumble into tiny little pieces. The way she grinned as she made me call her "Ma'am" was etched into my consciousness.

The worst part is I was too scared to stick up for myself, that isn't the Gabby I know. That apology Courtney made me make to her was all bullshit! I didn't even mean any of it. Who the hell acts like that because you forget to thank them for something? I didn't apologize out of guilt, it was out of fear. Everytime she raises her voice at me, all the courage in my body begins to evaporate and I just melt into fear and submission. I'm going to get out of this I pledge to myself. I'm going to request to get a new dorm room no matter how long it takes, and in the mean time, I'm going to find the strength to confront this giant bully.

I still haven't moved an inch as Courtney began to snore. Just as I did when I first walked into this dorm an hour ago, I found myself frozen in place just staring at her. As I continued to stare at her, a curious thought entered into my head, what if, maybe, Courtney really just wanted to help me? I mean, maybe I really don't know proper manners because of my wealthy, privileged upbringing. Or maybe that's just what I told myself to make the fear go away. But I couldn't get that thought out of my mind. I need to give her a chance, maybe I do have alot to learn from her. These thoughts made me feel at ease, they helped fight away the anxiety I was feeling about my situation. I felt almost free at the thought of Courtney actually being a good person and wanting to help me. It's all going to be okay I said to myself. I finally got up off my butt, and as quietly as possible, so not to disturb Courtney at all, I started to unpack.

I started with my clothing, and yes, Courtney was right, an overwhelming majority of the stuff in my bags were clothing, from expensive brands nonetheless. I grabbed one bag, dragged it to the closet, and as quietly as possible dragged open the closet door to another shock. The entire closet was already used up, there was no space at all for my clothing! What the fuck! That bitch didn't leave any room at all for me! Imagine being so arrogant! Anger swelled up inside my petite little body before those thoughts crept back into my head, "Well, she was here first I guess, and she does seem to come from an economically disadvantaged background while I come from money, it is not the end of the world, I'll just keep all my clothes in my bags, what's the big deal?"

After moving all my clothing bags to the edge of the room nearest the closet, I moved my hygiene bag to the bathroom as quietly as a mouse, fearful not to wake up the sleeping giant, only to discover a similar scene in the bathroom. There was no space at all for any of my things! I know it's a tiny bathroom but still, she could have made space for me! Oh well, I'll just leave everything in my bag again, I guess.

I head back to the center of the room and begin to unpack my bag full of pillows and blankets when I looked up and suddenly realized that the entire top bunk bed was covered with softball and field hockey equipment and other sports junk of hers! No way! She took up the entire closet and bathroom, and now she's going to take away my bed? This bitch can not be serious! Forget the fear, it was anger that was building up inside of me again, how can anyone be so inconsiderate of another person they are suppose to live with for months?

Once again I found myself frozen in place, held hostage by two different sets of emotion, anger and fear. Multiple scenarios started playing in my head thinking of how I should deal with the situation I found myself in. But were any of them rational? Would I ever realistically build up the courage to speak my mind to her? It's always easy to act like you are brave when she is in bed sleeping. I stood still in place for what had to be at least half an hour, just thinking, plotting, hoping things would get better. The only conclusive thought I could agree with myself on was that I had to apply for a new dorm room if things didn't improve, and fast.

RING RING RING RING RING

My heart dropped as I heard my very loud ring tone go off, despite the overwhelming fear I felt I still managed to leap into action, open my electronics bag, and turn off my phone. Phew, that was too close I thought to myself.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?" The giantess screamed as she awoke from her slumber.

Oh my god nooo! Oh god no! Oh god! Oh god! What have I done! She explicitly told me to be quiet while she napped! Stupid phone! Fuck! Oh god!

She athletically sprung out of bed and continued to scream at me, "DO YOU HAVE PROBLEMS WITH LISTENING? DID I NOT MAKE MYSELF CLEAR? ARE YOU JUST TRYING TO FUCK WITH ME?"

I melted in fear. My knees gave out and I fell on my butt to the floor, I instinctively started scooting backwards until my back hit the wall, trying to get as far away from her as I could. She continued yelling as she slowly started moving towards me, "DO YOU THINK I'M A FUCKING JOKE? DO YOU JUST WANT A BEATING? IS THAT WHAT IT'S GOING TO TAKE TO GET YOU TO UNDERSTAND?"

As she closed in on me my fear grew to new levels that I have never experienced before in my short life, I was almost certain at this point she was going to attack me for waking her. In a meek and last stand to defend myself I covered my shaking hands over my face and lifted my knees up to my chest. Seconds felt like hours as the towering Courtney finally stepped foot next to my trembling body. And then, she just stood there, looking down on me as I sat in a state of absolute terror, before she finally started bursting out in uncontrollable laughter.

"Oh my god! Gabby! I was just fucking joking around girl!" she said, taking breaks in between to recover from all the laughing.

"I was already awake you big dummy, I told you I was just taking a quick nap"

I didn't know what to believe at this point, so I just sat there, still, covering my face with my shaking hands.

"Holy shit, you should have seen the look on your face girl! You looked like you just saw a ghost! Come on now, get up, let's stop this fooling around, we have some serious topics we need to talk about, I'll give you a few minutes to change your panties by the way! Looks like you had a little accident down there" Courtney finished with another sadistic laugh as she turned around to walk back to her bottom bunk bed.

I couldn't believe this was real life, my head felt like it was on fire, sweat was dripping down my forehead, and my heart was beating out my chest. It was beyond clear at this point that Courtney got a perverse joy from terrorizing me.

I finally gathered enough courage to lower my hands from my face and look around the room. There she was, just laying on the bed like nothing ever happened, reading a book, completely relaxed and confident.

I ended up staring at her for a little too long, eventually Courtney lowered her book and made eye contact with me and said while laughing "Seriously Gabby are you okay? You look a little out of it over there, I didn't mean to scare you that badly, I swear!" Her eyes then drifted lower and fixated on my pee soaked white cotton panties. "Yup, those are definitely going to need a washing or two"

I felt like I was going to pass out again just from the sheer humiliation alone. It didn't even dawn on me that the way I was sitting, with my knees up to my chest, allowed a clear view of my panties, I guess it just got lost in all of the fear. While she was still staring, I took one of my shaking hands and probed my panties, oh my god! She was right! I was so scared I pissed myself and didn't even realize it. What the hell was wrong with me?

I look up, "I need to change real quick" I squeak out in a defeated voice.

Courtney burst out laughing again, "Yeah I think that would be a good idea, miniskirt" she says as her face was turning red from laughing so hard.

My legs still not completely stable, I managed to get up and walk over to my multiple bags of clothing and started ransacking through them to find some panties I could change in.

I finally found another pair of white cotton thong panties, grabbed them, and whisked into the bathroom, my face still red of embarrassment, all the while Courtney was still looking, watching, laughing at me.

I enter the bathroom, slam and lock the door, and proceed to just fall onto the cold tile floor. I laid there in stunned disbelief. If only I knew what I was walking into just a mere 2 hours ago, I would have turned around and driven home as fast as I could and taken a gap year.

I managed to pick myself up and look at the broken girl reflecting back to me in the mirror. My eyes were still puffy red from all the crying and my forehead still sweaty from the humiliation. I lifted up my skirt and just glared at my piss soaked white cotton panties. Look what that monster did to me, I thought to myself. I've done nothing to deserve this.

In a fit of rage, I took off my pissed soaked panties and hurled them into the trashcan. Good riddance. I walked over to the sink and splashed my face with water repeatedly in a desperate attempt to wash away all the signs of the pain and humiliation I've been forced to endure these last 2 hours.

I try my best to put on a strong face when I look myself in the mirror, but it's no use. This girl rules over me and she knows it, and deep down, I know it too. In just 2 hours she has broken me down multiple times and crushed my morale. I was now in survival mode, if I can just tough it out until the dorm transfer process plays itself out I'll be in clear and I can pretend all of this never happened.

Just the thought of that gave me enough confidence to put on a happy face, throw on my fresh white cotton thong panties and walk back out there to once again face my tormentor.

I'm better than this! I'm smart, capable, and strong! I know I can overcome my current predicaments! It's time for the true Gabby to come out I tell myself as I open the bathroom door and try to put on my most realistic confident look.

"It's about damn time you finished up in there miniskirt, what the hell took so long? Jesus." Courtney screeched out. She was now sitting on the edge of the bed, legs crossed, with an impatient look on her face while giving me one of her death stares.

"I want you to come over here and have a seat right there" Courtney said, pointing to the floor directly infront of her. "We are going to go over the rules for my dorm room, and you aren't going to get up from this spot until you fully understand each and every single rule I lay out."

All the fear I had towards this girl returned instantaneously. The new and improved Gabby I tried to build myself into inside the bathroom died an immediate death, and it was already back to the shaking, stuttering Gabby of old.

As my legs got weak and my anxiety started to build back up, I didn't waste anytime walking over and sitting down on my knees, in the exact spot in which Courtney pointed to on the cold hard tile floor.

"Here's your copy" Courtney said in a proud voice, handing me multiple pages stapled together, clearly looking like something she typed up on Microsoft Word recently.

My eyes moved like lasers as I scanned through the first page of the document. Holy shit. I already knew this chick was crazy but this was something else. How could she possibly expect anyone to seriously abide by these insane, anti-social rules of her?

"I want you to go through and read every single rule to me out loud, then once you are done reading each individual rule I want you to look me in the eyes, and tell me that you understand and will obey that rule, do you understand miniskirt?"

I found myself unable to form words again, I just sat there in still silence, like I have so many times before these past couple hours, with my mouth wide open, trying to comprehend the absolute insanity I was reading on this document.

"You know I'm getting really fucking tired of this thing where I ask you a question and you ignore it, miniskirt, I'm trying not to lose my temper again but you are really, really trying me aren't you? I get that you are shy, and obviously very sensitive judging from all the crying you did earlier, but that isn't an excuse for you to ever fucking ignore me when I talk to you!"

"NOW ANSWER ME, DO YOU UNDERSTAND? IT'S A SIMPLE YES OR NO QUESTION" Courtney yelled at the top of our lungs.

The shaking intensified, the sweating resumed, the tears were trying to flood down my face once more, and I was on the verge of losing control of my bladder again. All because she was yelling at me. Her voice when she was angry was the most terrifying thing I have ever heard in my life. It thoroughly debilitated me every single time and completely shredded apart any small resistance that might still be inside me. Survival mode was once again activated and I knew that only full compliance would save me in this dire situation.

I did my best to look up at her and present the strongest possible Gabby I could, but in reality I was a scared girl who was shaking and looked like was on the verge of crying.

"Y-Yes I understand, s-sorry for not responding to you s-sometimes, i-it's just that, you're right, I am r-really shy sometimes, I w-won't ignore you anymore, I p-promise Ma'am."

I must have given a good apology because Courtney's face went from being clearly agitated to having a big grin from ear to ear.

"Awwhh miniskirt, you really meant that didn't you? You finally sounded genuine for the first time ever, you're learning already." she said in a condescending tone.

"Anyways, let's get back to the business at hand, this is very serious to me, and if you know what's good for you you'll take it seriously too"

Courtney took a deep sigh and continued, "I was raised on discipline, and it has become very obvious in the couple of hours since we met that you have not been raised the right way, which is a real shame, but it's not too late to change behaviors, we are both still very young women who have alot to learn. Being here at college might not mean alot to you, but this is the greatest opportunity of my life, I am the first woman in my family to ever attend college, just being here means so much to me and my family."

I could tell she was starting to get emotional, she was speaking so loud and passionately that I found myself becoming transfixed with her story.

"I might have gotten to this prestigious university on athletic scholarships, but I've always been a great student regardless! I'm not going to take a second of my time here for granted, I'm going to create a better future for myself and my family and it all starts right here. This is my opportunity, right here, right now! I know for a fact that you coming from a rich family, none of this means as much to you, I'm sure everyone in your family goes to college, I'm sure everyone in your family has a large financial security blanket just incase anything goes wrong. Well that is NOT THE CASE FOR ME" She yelled as she suddenly stood up and towered over me.

"I COME FROM NOTHING, I COME FROM A FAMILY WHERE YOU HAVE TO WORK YOUR ASS OFF FOR EVERYTHING YOU HAVE, I KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO MISS MEALS, TO GO TO BED HUNGRY, HAVING TO MOVE EVERY COUPLE OF YEARS BECAUSE YOUR FATHER GETS LAID OFF, BUT NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENED TO US, MY PARENTS STOOD FIRM IN THEIR VALUES AND THEIR DISCIPLINE, AND IN THE END THAT ALL MADE US STRONGER, MADE US INVINCIBLE, AND THAT'S HOW I MADE IT HERE, THROUGH HARD WORK AND DEDICATION I MADE IT!"

Her face was starting to turn red from all the yelling. She paused for a moment to regain her composure before finishing off her speech.

"The key to everything in my life is hardwork, dedication, and discipline. Without law and order there is only complete anarchy. There must be rules to abide by, without structure life is chaos. I know no other way of living, and if you live with me, you have no choice but to live as I do, today you are going to start learning how to live a life of discipline, and I'm going to be your teacher." Courtney said, finally completing her speech and sitting back down on the bed.

My entire body was sweating at this point, I have never seen such passion, such emotion from anyone in my entire life. It was like I was in a whole new world. This girl was truly something else, and I felt myself starting to accept what she was saying. The fear, the intimidation, those feelings were still there and being amplified to new heights, but I was starting to feel something else towards her: understanding. Just the way in which she spoke about her upbringing and her family circumstances, the way in which she talked about how dedicated she is and how important this opportunity was to her, it really did move me. The entire aura about her was really starting to rub off on me, and as crazy as it sounds, I was actually starting to believe what she was saying. I was really starting to believe that she did truly want what was best for me. It was clear she was a true leader. If she got this far from nothing, then she really must be special, and I do have alot to learn from her I thought to myself.

Or maybe it was just my scared brain trying to rationalize this entire insane situation making me think that, making me want to believe this powerful alpha female had good intentions for me just to calm all the nervous energy that was raging inside me. Either way, I had no choice right now, I quite simply had to give in to her for the time being, doing anything else would be dangerously foolish, because this chick was NOT messing around, this was absolutely serious.

"Shall we begin, miss miniskirt?" Courtney said in a surprisingly civil tone.

I looked back up at her and didn't miss a beat "Yes Ma'am, I am ready to begin"

"Good, I'm excited, I haven't said this to you yet but I really do believe you have alot of potential, now let's begin, pick up your dorm room rule sheet and start reading the first rule out loud, once you finished reading it, I want you to look me directly in the eyes and say that you both understand the rule and that you will obey it" Courtney ordered.

For some strange reason, hearing her say I had potential made me feel all fuzzy inside, hearing her actually compliment me made me want to impress her, it made me want to prove her right, that I do have potential!

I grab the dorm room rule sheet and confidently start reading out loud, "Rule #1, I hereby understand and accept that Courtney is the ultimate authority of the room, whatever she says goes at any time and for any reason, and I accept that she has every right to take disciplinary action against me shall I break any rules or act out against her in any way. These disciplinary actions can include being placed in timeout, having my phone privileges taken away, having my mouth washed out with soap, being forced to clean up the room, having demeaning words written on my skin with a sharpie, having my bare bottom spanked, and being made to sleep on the hard tile floor naked, without any blankets or pillows. Alternatively, going an entire day without breaking any rules or upsetting Courtney in any way will allow me to become eligible for a good girl reward, which I will learn about if I am fortunate enough to earn it with good behavior."

I couldn't believe what I had just read outloud, but I knew I had no time to react, I was expected to look her in the eyes immediately and give her my vows that I understand and obey the first rule. I knew if I hesitated I would get yelled at, and nothing was more scary than her yelling at me, so I made the only decision I thought I could make.

I lifted my head up, and as hard as it was to do with her intimidating stare, I looked her in the eyes long enough to say "I both understand and will obey this rule, Ma'am."

As soon as those words left my mouth a huge shiver went down my spine. It was like I just ran into a brick wall, except it wasn't a brick wall, it was a reality check wall. The magnitude of what I said and the hole I had just dug myself into had just hit me. I can't believe what I just said, I can't believe it, did I seriously just willingly sign up to be her slave? What have I done!? I started to feel sick to my stomach with instant regret.

"Miniskirt! I am so proud of you! You just made the best commitment of your life. I am going to help you transform from a stubborn, privileged rich goody-goody to a hard working, respectful, obedient, well-mannered WOMAN! Oh I am so excited for you, for us!" Courtney was gleaming with joy, I have never seen her so happy in our short time together, she really was thrilled with me while I sat there in anxiety, worried about what my future holds now that I just signed away all my rights to this domineering giant.

"Now let's get back to the dorm room rule sheet, miniskirt! The rest of the rules are not as essential as the first rule, but they are still important in their own right and you will absolutely obey them without question, and if you don't, then by the powers of rule number one I will be forced to punish you in any way I deem fit. Now start reading the rest of the rules and confirm to me you understand and will obey them."

For the next hour or so, I did just that, I sat on my knees, read aloud the most preposterous set of rules you could expect a college student to follow, and willingly looked Courtney in the eyes and vowed to obey them. Signing away more of my rights to this girl I just met a couple hours ago.

This is a trap I thought to myself! No one could possibly be expected to follow all these crazy rules! There were so many of them, alot of them completely mundane and hard to remember. This whole rule sheet was designed so I would slip up! It was designed to be so hard to follow that of course you were bound to break a rule eventually. Well I wasn't going to let that happen! I was going to study this dorm room rule sheet so hard and be so damn good at following them that she will never be able to punish and humiliate me. Which I know she was absolutely dying to do, it was already clear from our earlier interactions that she got a kick out of belittling me.

Thinking that our dorm room rule initiation was now completed I started to rise to my feet to alleviate the soreness I was starting to feel on my knees from sitting on them for so long.

"Did I say you could stand up yet? Did I ever say we were done? Sit back down right now, we aren't finished yet miniskirt!" Courtney hissed in a loud voice.

I immediately dropped back down to my knees and started to shake again. God I hated when she raised her voice at me!

"Here's the last page, I wrote these down in my notebook while you were taking forever in the bathroom to change after your little potty accident"

She couldn't be serious. But of course she was serious. I shouldn't even be surprised at this point.

"You know the drill by now, get to reading them, then look me in the eye and vow that you will comply to them. Let's get this over with already I have shit to do before it's our bedtime."

I found myself once again sitting in silence, though not because I was overwhelmed with fear like before, it was because I couldn't read her sloppy ass handwriting!

I knew if I sat there in silence for much longer I was about to be on the receiving end of more verbal abuse, so I looked up to her as bravely as I could and whimpered out "M-Miss, I-I mean Ma'am, I-I'm having a hard time reading your h-handwriting, c-could you just read it for me, if that's o-okay of course?" As I finished with my plea to her, I winced expecting her to raise her voice at me, but was pleasantly surprised when all she did was gently grab the paper from me and say in a relaxed tone "It's no big deal, It's true, I do have sloppy handwriting, it's one of my only flaws."

"Actually you know what? Hang on one second." Courtney got up and walked over to her desk to grab a pen, walked back over to me and dropped it in my lap. "You're going to write down these rules word by word as I read them out to you on the back of your dorm room study guide sheet, that way you can study these rules with the other ones I typed, great idea Courtney!"

She wasted no time getting straight to work, giving me a 5 second window between each word so I had time to jot it down, "Rule #48, Courtney's room, Courtney's shower. I hereby understand and accept that Courtney will always be allowed to take the first shower of the day so she can enjoy the hot water, I also promise I will never complain about having to take cold showers as a result of Courtney getting to take long, hot showers."

What an absolute bitch, I could feel myself getting angrier and angrier as I had to finish writing that down and repeat it to her.

"This is a very important rule that I forgot to add to the printed copy." Courtney chirped, "Growing up poor, I never had the opportunity to take hot showers, it was only when I was at nice hotels with my basketball, softball and field hockey teams that I got to enjoy them, and oh do I enjoy them! If the water is nice and hot I usually stay in there for up to an hour, the hot water makes me feel so alive, but unfortunately, showering for that long dries up all the hot water, so you'll have to make due with the leftovers, but that won't be a problem, will it miniskirt?"

"No Ma'am it won't be a problem at all!" I say, surprising myself by how quickly I responded.

Even despite how angry it made me to write that down and vow to obey it, the courage to challenge this rule, or any of the other 50 outrageous rules was no where to be found. That energy was gone now, missing, or maybe just dead all together at this point.

"RULE #49" Courtney began in an increasingly louder voice, "Courtney's room, Courtney's beds. I hereby understand and accept that both the bottom and top bunk beds belong to Courtney and that I have absolutely zero right to ever sleep in them, unless given permission from Courtney.

Despite steaming with anger at being forced to recite and vow to obey yet another dehumanizing rule, there was no resistance to be found from me, only simple compliance.

Courtney went on to explain, "You have to understand, I'm not doing this to be cruel, I need the top bunk bed for my sports equipment, sports are the only reason I'm here at this prestigious university, so my sports equipment mean everything to me, I need to make sure it all stays in perfect condition, safe and sound from the dirty disgusting floor, which is where you will be sleeping by the way! You still have your blankets and pillows" she says with a wicked laugh, "I'm sure it won't be a problem though, will it miniskirt?"

Once again I didn't hesitate in the slightest, "Of course it won't be a problem! I-I'm perfectly fine sleeping on the floor, you need t-the top bunk bed more than me! no problem at all Ma'am!"

Everytime I cowardly swallowed my pride and gave into her, I could feel my self esteem plummet to new found lows, and it felt like I was helpless to stop it.

"I am so happy to hear you say that miniskirt, I have to say you've been such a good girl during this entire rule initiation process, keep it up, one last one to go, for now atleast!"

For some strange reason that I can not explain, my stomach filled up with a warm fuzzy feeling when she told me how I was being such a good girl. After all the rude and demeaning things she has said to me, hearing her compliment me just made me feel good, it felt seriously rewarding.

"Last but not least, RULE #50!" Courtney happily announced, with a bigger than usual grin on her face. "I made this rule special just for you" she said as her cheeks started to blush.

"The miniskirt dresscode: I hereby understand and accept that if I live in Courtney's dorm room that I will have to abide by her dresscode at all times, which require that I must wear a miniskirt during all hours of the day, with absolutely no exceptions, failure to follow this rule will result in severe punishments."

This time was different. When it came time to look her in the eyes and recite back to her the rule and my vow to follow it, I stayed silent. Now she was trying to control my life outside the dorm room. This was a step too far. I was weak enough to agree to allow her to control my life inside the door room, but this? I felt like I had to atleast try to stick up for myself here, it was now or never. Well, here it goes.

"I'm s-sorry Ma'am but I j-just can't agree with t-this" I say, my voice shaking. "I s-should be allowed to wear whatever I w-want to! It's only r-right! Please understand where I am coming f-from!"

Courtney immediately sprung up from the bed and took a step towards me in a threatening manner, causing me to lower my head to the ground in panic.

"Awwhhh, d-does m-miniskirt, t-think t-that s-she s-should b-be a-ble t-to w-wear w-whatever s-she w-wants w-while s-she l-lives i-in m-my d-dorm room? Courtney joked, mocking my stuttering.

I didn't respond. I just sat still, my eyes glued to the ground.

Seconds felt like hours as she just stood there, not saying a word, towering over me. The fear was starting to take over my body again as I began to deeply regret ever trying to challenge her. God that was so stupid I thought to myself! She had just complimented me on being a good girl too, and now I turn around and do this! What was I thinking!

Courtney finally broke the silence, "What is your name?"

"W-what?" I respond, completely perplexed.

"YOUR NAME, WHAT IS YOUR NAME?" My anxiety went through the roof as Courtney started to yell at me again.

M-my name is G-G-Gabby?" I say, with absolutely no confidence if that even is my real name anymore.

"WRONG!" Courtney screamed.

SMACK

Courtney swung her right hand back and slapped me with considerable force to the top of my head, knocking me off my knees and to the floor. My entire body started to shake uncontrollably at this point. What I was experiencing right now was beyond fear, it was pure terror. I have never ever been hit in my entire life, not even my parents spanked me as a kid, this was mortifying. I was going through shock, I didn't know what to do or how to act. I just laid there, playing dead, hoping I could somehow teleport back to my house and be with my parents.

"Oh get the fuck up you little baby, I barely even touched you." Courtney said laughing, like this was a sick game to her.

Courtney took a step and stood over me, as I laid on the ground, shaking profusely, covering my face with my hands.

"Jesus christ you are the biggest wimp I have ever met in my life, come on now get up, I don't have all day" She said, clearly annoyed at me, as she reached down, put both hands under my armpits, and lifted me up like I weight nothing. She placed me down on my knees like how I was sitting previously and continued to stand over me.

"You aren't Gabby anymore, she's gone, your new name is Miniskirt from now on." She said in a soft but vicious manner.

"NOW I WANT TO HEAR YOU SAY IT, SO LET'S TRY THIS AGAIN, WHAT. IS. YOUR. NAME!?" She screams as she grabs the back of my hair and pulls it back, forcing my head backwards to look up at her.

As tears rushed down my cheeks and fear overwhelmed my body I answered her, "M-m-my n-name is Miniskirt."

"And what is your dresscode? What are you only allowed to wear for me?" She asks, her hand still firmly grasping my head in place.

"I am o-only ever allowed t-to w-wear m-miniskirts Ma'am."

Courtney breathed in a deep sigh while still holding onto my hair with a powerful grip. "Now was that so hard? That is all you ever had to say in the first damn place, instead you had to go and make a big scene didn't you? That was very inappropriate of you. I think you owe me an apology little girl."

In a genuine voice I gave her a heartfelt, sincere apology as tears continued to pour down my face. "P-please forgive me, I am s-s-so s-s-sorry, I was c-completely out of l-line to q-question you in any w-way, I d-don't know what g-got into me, I w-will never act out like t-that again, p-please believe m-me, from the b-bottom of my h-heart, I am s-s-so s-s-s-s-orry!" I finish saying before completely losing it and start bawling like a little baby.

Courtney's face lit up with a satisfied smile seeing me completely break down again. She looked so proud of herself.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of her standing over me not saying a word as she grasped my hair back and watched me sob like a baby, Courtney knelt down infront of me and said, "Awwwhhh, Miniskirt, I hate to see you cry like this, I really do, especially after you were doing so good accepting the rules earlier, you only had one little slip up didn't you? Just one little slip up, no big deal. Listen, I don't enjoy having to punish and get physical with you, but if you make me, I will do it, and I won't feel bad about it either, let that be absolutely clear. Remember, you were the one who made me hit you, not me. Now let's get back to work, shall we? We still have a couple more things to get to before bedtime." She finished saying in a patronizing tone, before giving me a quick kiss on the side of my head where she slapped me while also wiping away some of my tears with her thumb.

Courtney finally let my hair free of her powerful grip, got up, and walked over to my bags of clothing laying at the edge of the room. Through the corner of my eyes, still too scared to fully move my head, I could see her begin to scavenge through my bags of clothing, making multiple piles for different types of clothes.

"Hmm let's see, you can keep this, I guess you can keep this too, oh but this has got to go, this definitely violates the dress code, nope you won't be needing these, oh these are so cute, but they gotta go too, this is trash, this is trash, more trash."

"Oh here we go, oh my god, look at all this, you really are a little miss Miniskirt aren't you? Oh how awesome, you have one miniskirt for every day of the week, that works out just perfect, that is more than enough."

"Alright Miniskirt, I'll be right back, I need to go take out the trash, I'll be back shortly." Courtney said with a gleaming smile on her face.

I didn't say a word as Courtney got up, with massive piles of clothes in her hands, and walked out the door to throw away hundreds of dollars worth of my clothing. There was no fight left in me at this point, nothing at all, only devastating defeat. I started to come to grips with my new reality, with the fact that I wasn't Gabby anymore, that I really was this 'Miniskirt' girl now.

As Courtney was gone throwing away every piece of bottom clothing of mine that wasn't a miniskirt, I picked up my copy of the dorm room rule sheet and started to look through it again. This is my new life I thought to myself, If I'm going to survive through this I need to study these rules as hard as I can, so I can be the best miniskirt I can be."

"RULE #2, I will keep my mouth shut. I hereby understand and accept that I will stay in my place, I will never speak out of turn, I will never interrupt Courtney when she is speaking, and I will never disturb her unnecessarily. If I have a question or would like to make a statement to Courtney I will politely and quietly raise my hand until she calls on me and allows me to speak."

Oh that's not a big deal I think to myself, it's just like being back in grade school where you raise your hand and wait for the teacher to call on you! That's easy, no problem!

"RULE #3, The dorm room hours of operation. I hereby understand and accept that in order to maintain structure, there must be a strict schedule that we must follow. This includes waking up every morning at 6 AM on the dot, being back in our dorms by no later than 4 PM after classes are complete, and being in bed ready to sleep no later than 9 PM."

That shouldn't be too hard to follow I say to myself. Being back in the dorm by 4PM might be a little tough though, since I have a 1 hour psych class everyday that starts at 2:45PM across campus, but if I hustle I should be able to make it back! I guess that also means I won't be able to make it to dinner, but that's fine, I'm on a diet anyhow!

"RULE #4, None of my friends will be allowed in Courtney's dorm room. I hereby understand and accept that under no circumstances, EVER, will I be allowed to have any of my friends in Courtney's dorm room. I do however accept that Courtney is allowed to invite any of her friends over when she pleases, and that Courtney's friends will be treated with the utmost respect at all times. I also understand that disciplinary actions can and will be administered against me no matter if Courtney's friends are in the room or not."

That's fine with me! I wouldn't even invite my worst enemies in here to be near this domineering bully! Let alone my actual friends. And as far as Courtney's friends are concerned? I bet she doesn't even have any friends! I guarantee it! So I don't even need to worry about that.

"RULE #5, I will be there to provide Courtney with academic assistance whenever she requests. I hereby understand and accept that Courtney's academics will take priority over my own. I understand that as a 3 sport student-athlete, Courtney faces significant challenges maintaining both her academic and athletic endeavors, and I vow that I will assist her whenever she orders me to."

Wow! Being on 3 sports teams does sound tough and time consuming, I'm sure she is going to need help now and then with her homework, I guess it is only fair that I help her out a little bit!

"RULE #6, Respect must be shown at all times. I hereby understand and accept that I must always give Courtney the respect that she deserves. This includes always referring to her as "Ma'am", always looking her in the eye when she talks, never ever ignoring her, thanking her when she does me a favor, apologize to her whenever I make a mistake, and most importantly, never undermine her authority over me."

This is where I think I can really impress her! I'm already use to calling her "Ma'am", maintaining eye contact with her might be hard since it can be so scary, but I will have to work on that! I know now to never ignore her and I especially know to always thank her after our earlier incident, won't be making that mistake again! I can do all of this, None of this is even that hard!

"RULE #7, Massage therapy requirement. I hereby understand and accept that because of the grueling physical demand that playing 3 different sports year round takes on Courtney's body, that I will be required to perform massages on demand to help alleviate some of Courtney's stress. These can include foot massages, back massages, or sometimes even fully body massages if Courtney is in enough stress. Refusal to perform massages will absolutely not be tolerated and will result in severe consequences."

Now this is something that I was not looking forward to. First of all, I've never given a massage in my life so I probably wouldn't even be good at it, second of all, feet grossed me out, especially her giant manly looking feet! Yuck! Hopefully I'm not forced to do this that often.

"RULE #8, No talking behind Courtney's back. I hereby understand and accept that Courtney has the right to check through my phone, text messages, laptop and all social media accounts to certify that I am not talking bad about her behind her back in any way shape or form. Courtney has the right to know what her roommate says about her at all times. If Courtney ever finds out that her roommate is infact talking badly about her, she reserves the right to carry out the most severe punishments possible."

This is going to be a tough pill to swallow. I'm not even that active on social media, nor do I text that often, but the invasion of privacy is upsetting, just the idea that Courtney will be able to see what I text to my friends and have access to my facebook sent a shiver down my spine. Also the way she worded the ending, saying "the most severe punishments possible" refilled my body with anxiety as I thought about how far Courtney would go with punishing me, how potentially violent and cruel she could get. She definitely got her point across, I won't be saying anything bad about her, not in person or especially through anything that could leave a digital footprint.

As I was about to turn the page to continue my studying, Courtney barged back into the room in such a sudden manner that it made me gasp for air.

"I'm back! Did you miss me Miniskirt?"

Thinking it was a rhetorical question I didn't respond, instead choosing to sit silently and review the dorm room rule sheet.

After realizing I wasn't going to respond, Courtney wasted no time walking over and stepping right infront of me, with her boots touching my knee caps.

"Miniskirt." Courtney said in a surprisingly soft tone, "I asked you a question."

My heart skipped a beat after realizing I unintentionally ignored her again, knowing how much that upset her and how that puts me at risk of being punished, I wasted no time looking up at her and replying "Oh y-yes I missed you s-so much! I'm so happy you're b-back!"

"Awwhhh stop it! How sweet! I'm blushing!" Courtney paused before continuing, "I think there is something else you would like to say to me, isn't there Miniskirt, something you would like to thank me for, right?"

I truly had no idea what she was talking about, so I just sat there like an idiot with my mouth open, before finally remembering what she had just gotten back from doing.

"Oh Courtney, t-thank you so much for throwing away all the clothes t-that violated my dress code, that w-was so n-nice of you to do f-for me, thank you!" I say in a pathetic, defeated voice.

"And you're so very welcome little miss Miniskirt! Now you don't ever have to worry about accidentally breaking the dresscode and being punished, because you have nothing else to wear except miniskirts!" Courtney said, feeling so proud of herself.

"We're almost done little one! Other than a few hiccups you've been a very good girl today." Courtney paused, took a long deep sigh, and changed her tone from complimentary to authoritarian, "Now we just have one more thing we need to get to, one final matter to sort out and we will be all done with your inauguration. This is an extremely important step, and I'm going to let you know right now, right off the bat, that I absolutely will not be tolerating any insubordination from you during this final phase of your initiation. This is your first and final warning on the matter. Don't even think about resisting, because I promise you, it will get very ugly very quickly, and neither of us want that, do we, Miniskirt?"

"N-no Ma'am!" I say nervously, as my heart rate began to increase ten fold. I could tell she was getting very serious now. Oh god, what could she be up to?

I watched as Courtney turned around, walked over to one of her large bags on the top bunk bed, and pulled out what looked to be a pretty expensive camera.

"I like you Miniskirt, I really do." Courtney began as she walked over to the front door, "You are everything I wanted in a roommate, you are drop dead gorgeous, soft spoken, kind and submissive. And while it is true that you haven't been taught discipline and respect all your life growing up in a privileged environment, it's also very clear to me that you are both a quick and eager learner. You can be taught discipline, you can be taught respect, and I will be more than happy to teach you these things. I will be the best teacher you have ever had."

"I believe in god, and I believe god put you as my roommate for a reason. This is all part of god's plan! That is why I can't afford to lose you, Miniskirt. That is why what I am about to do is absolutely necessary, it has to be done, it is the only way to make sure you will never try to leave me and break apart god's plan for us. I hope you will understand."

After a long pause Courtney cleared her throat, and in an all-powerful voice she ordered.

"Miniskirt, I want you to take off all your clothes."

My entire body was instantly overcome with panic and shock. I began to tremble uncontrollably and I found it hard to breathe. I wanted to make a run for it, but Courtney was blocking the door. I wanted to scream for help but found it impossible to emit any words out of my mouth. The feeling of complete hopelessness settled in as I realized I was trapped.

But then I remembered what Courtney said, how she explicitly said to not even think of resisting, how clear she made it that things would get "very ugly" If I even tried defying her. Just the thought of what Courtney would do to me, how violent she could get if I tried to fight back made me just want to give up entirely.

So that's what I did.

I just completely gave in. In that moment I could feel every last shred of fight exit my body, the Gabby of old was now completely dead. I accepted that I am Miniskirt.

"My name is Miniskirt now, and Miniskirt is a good girl who always does what Courtney tells her to do." I told myself.

I could feel my entire body transforming almost instantaneously. All the fear I was feeling, the anxiety, the pain, humiliation, and worry were all gone in a flash as soon as I accepted my new place at the bottom of Courtney's hierarchy. The feeling of complete liberation overwhelmed me. What do I have to worry about? Everything is going to be fine.

"Everything is going to be fine" I repeatedly thought to myself. Courtney was put into my life for a reason, all that stuff she said about this being God's plan started to make sense now. Courtney is good for me. Courtney is what I need. Courtney just wants to help me.

"Everything is going to be fine" I told myself one last time, before finalizing the life-changing decision in my head to completely surrender to Courtney's authority and to fully become Miniskirt.

I rise off my knees and turn around to face my new master, who was staring at me intently, waiting eagerly for me to get naked for her.

With a new found confidence, I put both hands under my short white top and swiftly lift it up over my head, leaving just my white Victoria's Secret push-up bra on display. I watched as a lascivious smile filled up Courtney's face as I reached behind my back to undo my bra. Courtney licked her lips as my bra fell to the floor, exposing my small-ish tan breasts and pink nipples for her to enjoy.

"You're doing such a good job Miniskirt, no complaining, no pouting or crying at all, just doing what you've been told, I am so proud of you right now, keep it up girl! Now it is time for Miniskirt to lose her miniskirt, and her cute little panties too!"

Courtney's kind words and encouragement lit a fire in my tummy, hearing her complement me made feel so proud, it created a dopamine rush in my brain. I just wanted to impress her more and more!

Feeling an adrenaline rush from Courtney's approval, I pulled down my short black miniskirt and white cotton thong panties down and off in one speedy swift motion, leaving me completely naked aside from my shoes and socks.

For the first time since we met it was Courtney who was the one at a loss for words, but her eyes and face did all the talking needed. I watched as Courtney's eyes molested my entire naked body. She took her sweet time surveying every aspect of me as I stood there like a mannequin. I have never had anyone look at me the way she did in that moment. Not even any of my previous boyfriends ever admired me or my body in such a meticulous manner. But it was my hairless, shaven pussy that got the most of her hungry eyes attention. She unapologetically stared at my vagina with such a deep look of lust and desire that it removed every last shred of doubt I had about her sexuality, she was practically drooling for goodness sakes! This was just the nail in the coffin that confirmed to me that she was infact, a giant, muscular, domineering lesbian. But that wasn't at all surprising to me given how she was blatantly checking me out earlier when we first met, back when I was actually wearing clothes! What was surprising to me however was how my mind and body were reacting to being naked, on full display, to this giant, muscular, domineering lesbian. Just seeing the way Courtney looked at me, with such hunger and devotion made my entire body heat up, to be the object of desire to someone so powerful and confident made me feel worthy, it made me want to submit unconditionally to her even more.

After over a minute of Courtney intensely adoring my naked body with her eyes, she reestablished eye contact with me and broke the silence in a sweet, delicate voice, "Miniskirt, would you please be a good girl and turn around for me?"

I eagerly turned around to give Courtney what she wanted, a perfect view of what everyone says is my best feature, my cute little bubble butt.

"Oh sweet jesus" I could hear Courtney say to herself under her breath, just loud enough for me to hear.

Turned around and unable to see her, I could still feel Courtney's eyes all over my hot ass as she continued to talk quietly under her breath, "Thank you god for giving her to me, thank you for answering my prayers, I promise I'll take such good care of her"

Over a minute went by of Courtney ogling over my cute butt before she finally gave me my next orders, "Okay sweetheart, now you're going to take off your shoes and socks and do some modeling for me, how does that sound, Miniskirt?"

"I've never modeled before, but it sounds like fun!" I say, as I quickly sit on my butt to untie my shoes and throw off my socks, now leaving me completely naked from head to toe.

"I can't believe a girl as absolutely stunning as you has never been asked to model before! That's a real shame! But don't worry, your modeling career officially starts now. You're going to be posing for me in a bunch of cool, sexy, unique positions. Oh it's going to look so fucking hot! You were made for this!"

That warm fuzzy feeling inside my belly returned after hearing Courtney smother me with all those nice complements. My whole body was starting to get hot again too!

"These photos are going to be so important, Miniskirt. They are going to bind us together forever. Just as god intended. These photos will guarantee that you can never leave me. Because I know how things can get. Sometimes when I was growing up, when I got tired of all the rules and the discipline, I wished that I could just run away... run away from all my problems and find a new family to take me in, we all want the easy way out sometimes, that's just the truth. Miniskirt, maybe you really are just the goodest good girl that there ever was and these photos never had to even be taken because you are so pure that you'd never run away from your problems, from the rules, from the discipline that you are going to be getting. But I can not afford to take that risk, because the reality is, eventually we are going to butt heads, eventually, no matter how pure your intentions are, you are going to break rules, which is going to force me to put you in your place, and whether or not you can truly handle that has yet to be seen, but it will happen, and often. The laws will be enforced and I will not be looking the other way no matter what. Let's be clear about that, if you ever break a rule, there will be consequences, if I ever feel like you aren't showing me the respect that I deserve, there will be punishment, or maybe one day I just feel like you need some discipline for no reason in particular, I will do it and won't even feel bad about it. This was my reality growing up all my life and now it is your reality too, and like me, you won't be able to run from it if you so wish to, god has chosen for us to be together for a reason, and it is clear and obvious that the reason is, you need me. You need me to teach you, and that is what I am going to do, and believe me, you will learn, I can promise you that."

My heart was pounding as I sat there completely naked listening to Courtney's passionate speech. I was absolutely infatuated by what she was saying and the emotion in which she spoke it. I started to believe everything she said, I could almost feel my brain rewiring to accept everything Courtney was saying right as she said it, but most importantly, it was at this moment that I became utterly convinced beyond any doubt, that I needed Courtney, and that it was god's will we ended up together as roommates.

I could feel my body shivering as I totally embraced this hallelujah moment.

"This is all god's plan!" Was what kept repeating over and over again inside my indoctrinated brain. "She's right, this is all a part of god's plan!"

I could hear Courtney's boots squeak against the floor as she closed in on me. I was so ready to do this. I was so ready to impress her.

"Lay down on your back completely flat, hands by your side, feet straight out."

I didn't even have to think, I just reacted, In record speed I got perfectly into the position that Courtney ordered me into. Courtney took her sweet time surveying my body again before stepping over me, placing her feet on each side of my tan legs, and began to take the first pictures.

Hearing the sounds of her Camera snapping pictures of me while I laid on the floor naked sent shockwaves all throughout my body. I was feeling things inside of me that I have never experienced before. These feelings of lewd exhibitionism completely overtook me in the moment and I was helpless to fight back this overwhelming reaction of obscene desire.

I have never felt so small and fragile in my entire life as I looked up at Courtney as she continued to inspect my body from head to toe with her camera. Even If somehow I was brave enough to get up and try to run I know I couldn't, I was trapped beneath the most giant, powerful woman I have ever seen, I was like a small child compared to her and there was no way out, no escape, nothing I could do to stop her domination.

But the craziest thing about this preposterous situation I found myself in was that at this point, I didn't even want to run. As I laid naked on the floor with Courtney standing overtop of me, I felt completely content, but more than that, I felt a powerful carnal craving building up inside me from being the sole object of Courtney's lust.

Courtney took a step back from overtop of me, "These are looking so good Miniskirt! You are a natural! But let's try some new poses, shall we?"

"You're going to roll over and lay on your stomach for me." Courtney ordered.

Once again I didn't even have to think, just react, and in one swift motion I rolled over to my stomach, giving Courtney access to my naked backside and my lovely butt.

As soon as I rolled over I once again heard the flicking noise of Courtney's camera going crazy, filling me with more naughty excitement. My body just kept getting hotter and hotter.

"You have the cutest little butt I have ever seen Miniskirt!" Courtney said in a very excited voice.

"Thank you Ma'am" I said in a shy voice as I started to blush. God I loved it when Courtney was nice to me.

"Looks absolutely perfect for spanking! If I were you I'd be on your best behavior at all times, Miniskirt, because I will be looking for any excuse possible to give that nice booty of yours a beating if you slip up."

I couldn't believe the way my body reacted to hearing her say that. I was undeniably getting excited from hearing Courtney talking about spanking me. The Gabby of old wouldn't even recognize the girl I was now. The girl who was completely naked lying submissively on her stomach while her room mate she just met 6 hours ago was taking pictures of her. That Gabby was gone now, replaced by Miniskirt, and in this moment, I was so happy to be Miniskirt.

"Alright, now what you are going to do is, get on your hands and knees, lower your head, and stick out that butt for me."

Once again there was no hesitation to be found on my part. Up on my hands and knees, head down, butt out, all in the blink of an eye.

"I am so impressed with your attitude and enthusiasm right now, Miniskirt!" Courtney said, legitimately surprised at this point by how easily she was able to get me under her control.

Courtney was quick to close in on the goods. I could almost feel her breath on my butthole as she was getting close ups of my offered up ass and pussy. I was starting to get overwhelmed at this point, and my body was showing visible signs to Courtney of how I was truly feeling about what she was making me do. My body was heating up to a boiling point, my nipples were now as hard as diamonds, and most telling of all, my pussy was clearly becoming wet and excited, and there was no way to hide it, it was all there for Courtney to see.

"Oh my god, this is it, this is the money shot right here! God that's so beautiful, is there anything more beautiful on god's green earth than this sight right here?" She took in a deep breath and continued talking to herself, "I honestly deserve a reward for my world class restraint, now that is discipline! No matter how tempted I was to just dive right in and have a snack I stayed professional and finished the job!" She said in a proud voice while laughing to herself and rising to her feet.

"Alright we are all done! See, that wasn't too bad at all, now was it? In fact, I think it's fair to say that you had a good time, isn't that right, Miniskirt? Did you have a good time?" Courtney asked bluntly.

"I had a great time Ma'am, I hope I did a good job." I replied, moving out of doggystyle position and back to the familiar position of sitting on my knees. There was no point of lying after all, she had a close up view on the proof that I enjoyed it.

Courtney walked over to her bag and placed her camera back in it, before walking back over to me and standing right infront of me as I sat on my knees.

"Miniskirt, I want you to listen to me carefully because this is very important" Courtney said, as her tone and facial expression changed back to her old authoritarian ways.

Even despite wholly accepting my new identity as Miniskirt, I still found myself tensing up whenever Courtney got really serious. It was just such an intimidating sight to behold!

After a short pause Courtney began to speak in a powerful, confident voice, "Miniskirt you've been such a good girl today, and I think you have adapted well to your new role, and I am very proud of you for that, but I want you to understand exactly what would happen to you if you ever did try to leave me. I want you to know that if you ever tried to go behind my back and change dorm rooms I would send these erotic naked photos of you to everyone at our university, I will make sure the whole school sees them. I would then send them to all your friends from high school, all your old teachers, everyone on your social media accounts, your parents, your grandparents, your siblings, your cousins, and every last member of your extended family. I will post these photos on every porn hosting website there is, every forum, and on every corner of the internet you could imagine, I will make sure the entire world has access to see your naked body. Once it's on the internet it is on there forever, there will be nothing you can do, nowhere to hide. You will be naked for the whole world to see, every inch of the most private areas of your body will be available in high definition for everyone to enjoy."

If there was ever any doubt about how much I have transformed since I walked into this dormroom earlier today it was at this moment. I felt only acceptance as I sat naked at the feet of Courtney as she went into explicit detail about how she would destroy my life If I ever tried to leave her. In only a few short hours Courtney had managed to successfully wipe out every last shred of resistance I had in my body. I was so far beyond the point of no return that I couldn't see any light. Courtney now had full control of me and I had come to accept that as reality. Resisting her would only bring me pain. Resisting is something that Gabby would do, but I'm not Gabby anymore. I'm Miniskirt now, and Miniskirt is a good girl who follows the rules that Courtney sets out for her.

Courtney lowered herself onto one knee, moved her face in closer to mine and firmly grasped her right hand around my neck. Not hard enough to seriously hurt me, but forceful enough to remind me who was forever in charge.

"You belong to me now." Courtney said as she tightened the grip on my neck. "I want to hear you say it. Tell me who you belong to."

"I belong to Courtney" I say in a weak submissive voice.

SLAP

Courtney rocked me with a good hard slap right on top of my head with her left hand. Courtney's grip on my neck was so tight that my head barely even moved from the forceful slap. Caught completely offguard from the slap, waves of anxiety started flowing back through my body. But this time I didn't shut down or cry, I took it like a big girl and didn't even break eye contact for more than a couple seconds.

"You can say it LOUDER than that can't you? C'mon SAY IT. Say It LOUD AND PROUD SO EVERYONE CAN HEAR YOU" Courtney began to scream.

With the fear of what Courtney would do to me If I didn't scream at the top of my lungs fresh in my mind, I shouted with all my might, "I BELONG TO COURTNEY!!!" I screamed so loud that the entire floor probably heard it, but I didn't care in the slightest, I just wanted Courtney's approval.

"Good girl! Now tell me... What is your name?" Courtney asked, staring fiercely into my eyes.

"My name is Miniskirt." I scream proudly and without any shame.

Courtney released her grasp from my neck and slowly rose to her feet without breaking eye contact.

"Kiss my boots" Courtney ordered.

With impressive eagerness I lowered my head to Courtney's enormous black military boots and began pelting them repeatedly with my submissive kisses like my life depended on it. Back and forth, over and over, one big smooch on one boot and then I turned my head and did the same to the other. I must have been on my hands and knees worshipping her boots with my lips for well over a minute before Courtney, finally satisfied, ordered me to stand.

"We're all done Miniskirt! I'm honestly impressed by how fast you adapted to your new life! I thought it would take atleast a week to get you to accept your new role, but we managed to do it all in just one day! Can you believe it, this really is god's plan!" Courtney said, almost squealing. She then swooped in and bear hugged me real tight, lifting me up and spinning me around like I was a child.

She placed me back down on my feet before excitedly announcing, "You've been so good today, I have a special reward just for you! You're going to love it, let's go" She says as she grabs my hand and leads me to the bottom bunk bed.

My heart was pounding as Courtney pushed me onto the bed, but this time my heart was pounding with excitement. I could tell that Courtney's eyes were once again filled with lust and desire and it filled my tummy with an erotic frenzy. She wants me so badly! And there was nothing to stop her from having every inch of me that she wanted.

"Miniskirt, have you ever had your pretty little pussy eaten before?" Courtney asked, her eyes glued on my sex.

Almost at a loss for breath I answered truthfully, "No... my past boyfriends always refused to go down on me."

"Oh you poor thing! But don't worry, you are in a for a real treat because this is my specialty. Just put your head back and relax sweetheart, I'm going to take such good care of you. I promise you will love it."

My heart was beating out of my chest as I buried the back of my head into her pillows and spread my legs all the way out for Courtney. Nervous excited energy overtook my body, I was so sexually inexperienced, I had no idea what to expect, what it would even feel like to have someone's tongue all over my pussy, let alone another girl's tongue! My mind was racing 100 miles per hour, I was starting to pant hard as I sat there ready to be fully taken by the dominant girl I just met earlier today.

But Courtney didn't dive right in, she took her sweet time as she passionately kissed both of my tan inner thighs, licking her way down before stopping right at my pussy.

"I've seen alot of pussies in my life, Miniskirt, probably more than any 19 year old girl has any business of seeing, but yours is something special." She said, inspecting my now soaking pussy like she was a gynecologist. "I'm not just saying this to be nice, you seriously have one of the cutest little pussies I have ever seen. It's so pretty and pink, and my god, look at this clit! Oh this is heaven." And without further ado, Courtney began her tongue's all out assault on my defenseless, yearning pussy.

Courtney wasted no time getting right to work, licking, sucking, and worshiping every inch of my pussy with her very talented and well practiced tongue. The pleasure I was feeling was beyond anything I could ever imagine, I was truly on cloud nine. I could feel myself beginning to lose all control as I started to moan frantically without even realizing it. None of my past sexual experiences I had with my boyfriends could ever compare to the pleasure I was feeling right now. I looked down at Courtney and couldn't believe the surreal scene I was witnessing, she had her game face on, like she was playing one of her high level sports, while her talented tongue was moving at warp speed all over my pussy, it didn't miss a single spot, up and down, in and out, with the periodic tongue fucking of my clit that made me almost pass out.

Completely caught up in the emotions of the moment, I passionately blurted out, "Courtney you are making me feel so good, oh my god! This is amazing, oh god! I'll never leave you! I'll be your Miniskirt forever! Oh god!"

Courtney looked up in my eyes, took a brief pause from making love to my pussy and said, "You know, you could be getting this every night from me. Aslong as you be my good little girl and obey my every command, this beautiful pussy of yours could be receiving this world class treatment all the time." She gave my clit another love tap with her tongue before continuing, "But that's not going to be an issue is it? Because you are always going to be my good girl. Isn't that right, Miniskirt?"

Still on an emotional high I looked her straight in the eyes, shaking my head up and down emphatically and said "I'll always be your good girl Courtney! And If I slip up I know you will put me back in my rightful place!"

"And don't you ever fucking forget it, Miniskirt." Courtney growled as she quickly resumed her eager pussy eating.

She took my entire pussy between her lips and pulled it out as far as it could go before falling back into place. The pleasure inside my body was nearing a breaking point, I didn't know how much more I could take before I exploded in girl cum.

Courtney wasn't slowing down though, the look on her face told the whole story, she was enjoying this as much as I was, maybe even more. As she buried her tongue even deeper into my pussy she reached out with both her hands and latched onto my diamond hard nipples and began to give them love twists. As if I wasn't already in enough pleasure, this only added to the spasms my body was experiencing. Instinctively I grabbed onto one of Courtney's all controlling hands as she did what she pleased with my nipples. I held onto her strong hands with dear life as she sent me through thrills I never knew imaginable.

Overcome with feelings I have never felt before as I held onto Courtney's hands, I again started rambling my appreciation for her, "Oh god! You are so good to me! Oh my god yes! My whole body and soul belongs to you! Oh yes oh fuck! I think I love you! Oh fuuuuuuuck!"

Just then Courtney began her final onslaught on my overwhelmed pussy. She tightened the grips on my rock hard nipples and went to work with her tongue, flicking and sucking my clit with a hunger. I didn't know how much more of this I could handle as I felt a titanic orgasm building up inside my body.

Inexperienced and unfamiliar with these new feelings, I let Courtney know what was happening to me, "Oh my god! This is too much Courtney! Ohhh yes! Oh my god! I think you are going to make me explode! Ohhhh! Courtney maybe you should stop now!"

Courtney didn't stop, infact she sped up the pace of her licking and sucking of my clit. There was no stopping her now, she was enjoying the taste of my pussy too much, and she was going to force me to experience my first ever body shaking orgasm whether I was ready or not.

She continued expertly stabbing my clit with her skilled tongue until I felt my entire body begin to convulse in orgasmic euphoria. "Oh my god Courtney! OHHHHHHH COURTNEY YES! I LOVE YOU! OHHHHHHHHHH! COURTNEY!!!!" I screamed as the orgasm transformed my entire world.

"My god that was some delicious pussy" Courtney said, giving my clit one last delicate smooch before rising up and closing in on me.

"Now, what do you say?" Courtney asked, in a tone that adults use when they talk to children.

Still feeling overtly emotional even in my post-orgasm state, I looked Courtney deep in the eyes and said, "No one has ever made me feel like that before, It was like I was in a whole new world, you are so good to me, thank you so much Courtney, you treat me so good."

"Look how respectful I've made you in just a few short hours. I never cease to amaze myself. I always overcome all odds and take what is rightfully mine! And now I have you all to myself already! I knew from the second I saw you that you would be easy work." She said as she leaned in and planted a big kiss right on my lips. I gave absolutely no resistance as Courtney's tongue easily broke into my mouth and did what it pleased. I didn't even have time to stop and think about the fact that I was making out with another girl, I just enjoyed this romantic moment with this woman who made me feel every contrasting emotion there is to feel all at once.

After a minute or so of passionate girl kissing, Courtney broke off and said in a tongue-in-cheek voice, "So, should we go set up your floor bed now? It's almost night time and you know you're not allowed to sleep in the bunk beds."

I did my best to put on my most effective pouty face possible and looked up to Courtney, "Can I please sleep with you tonight? Just for tonight? If it's okay with you ofcourse, If not I will proudly sleep on the floor where I obviously belong."

"Awwhhh, does Miniskirt want to sleep with me and snuggle?" Courtney asked with a wicked grin.

"Oh please! Would you be so kind, Ma'am?" I beg.

Courtney gave me a big peck on the forehead before answering, "Hmmm, I don't know, It's not a good message to send if the serf gets to sleep in the Queen's bed, but then again, sometimes the Queen likes the sleep with cute girls that have nice butts." She says as she gave my exposed naked ass a nice hard slap.

"Thank you so much Ma'am! I'm so grateful! I really don't deserve you!" I said, still overwhelmed with emotion.

"Don't get used to it Miniskirt, it's not often slaves get to sleep in their master's bed, this is a special occassion so cherish it." Courtney said as she got up to turn off all the lights before jumping back into bed with me.

And with that, we drifted off to sleep together in the stereotypical big spoon little spoon position, with her arms wrapped tightly around me like I was a teddy bear.

What started out as a nightmare had somewhat of a happy ending, but how would the rest of my freshman year play out being completely under Courtney's full control? I still had no idea what she was truly capable of, but I would soon learn.

The End! (Of Part 1)