Only the Daring

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(closed to Pywakit and myself... enjoy!)

Desi Romaine
19yrs old
Dark brown hair, cut short
Light skinned, winter complexion
Big busted and very curvy

Desi is a happy-go-lucky college sophomore, happy to be rooming with her best friend since elementary school. They don’t have the same majors, but have to take some of the same classes - especially basics - and tried to take as many of the same classes together as possible. Desi’s an artistic type, majoring in music, and the girls’ friendships thrive on their common interests even if they aren’t EXACTLY the same. They have a great time together, and have grown up with each other and are rather comfortable.

Desi isn’t sexually ignorant, though her past encounters have all been fully hetero. She, like any college sophomore, has her thoughts and ponderings, but hasn’t ever dwelt on them for long at a time. She’s open, and loves having a great time just like any gal. Might be a little shy at first, but certainly is a quick learner. If only she knew the things she was soon to learn….

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Desi had tried, really she had. She’d honestly thought she could do it. Didn’t seem like a very difficult task, not at all in fact. But, when it came right down to it, she just couldn’t pull it off. And now, she’d have to pay, and dearly in fact.

Her best friend was the greatest, kindest, most funnest gal Desi had ever met. But when it came to dares and following through on their punishments if not complete, the girl was ruthless. Not that Desi was worried about safety, not at all. She just worried herself silly with wondering what all her dearest friend would come up with for her….

After all, Desi was slave for a day, and would have to do whatever the freakish girl wanted. Her last class ended and study hall finished for the day, and certainly glad that this was a weekend and not during school hours, Desi hurried home... and then trudged up the dorm stairs to her own room, nervously hesitating outside it for just a moment before entering very non-chalantly.

"Hey. I'm back."

 

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Amanda

Amanda Harris
19 years old
Black hair, long and straight (just below shoulders)
Light skinned, but with a nose ring and dark makeup
Tall and lithe, not quite as curvy as Desi but close...

Amanda and Desi had been friends as long as she could remember. Sure, they'd had their share of fights along the way, but in the end they'd always made up. As they'd graduated and ended up rooming together at college, their spirit of competition had blossomed. Always with an air of friendship, they often competed against each other on the silliest of things. This latest bet had been no exception... Amanda hasn't really been all that interested in boys since she was a junior in high school, and has fostered a growing (but secret, she hopes) crush on her friend Desi. Now that she'd won this bet... she was ready to try taking their relationship into new territory.

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Amanda put down the book she'd been reading for her Literature of the 1800s class as she heard Desi announce that she'd returned. Their dorm room was a riot of decorations, a calm sort of chaos that, to the untrained eye, might look like a mess. But it was just the way they liked it.

Amanda slid to the edge of the bed, hanging her legs off the edge.

"Oh are you?" she replied. "You're aware that you're 3 minutes late, aren't you? Slavery was scheduled to begin at 3:00 sharp!"

 

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Desi rolled her eyes, stifling a laugh. She'd known she wouldn't be too wonderful at this whole slave thing. She'd try, though.

"Yeah, sorry. The campus bus was late again, but at least I convinced the driver to only stop if someone buzzed him." She snorted. SHe didn't know why the campus busses bothered with a schedule. They were never on time. Although, she was greatful they were there, otherwise she and every other student on campus would be walking probably hundreds of miles every day.

"What? YOu want me to kiss yer feet er something" She snorted again, tossing her bag on the bed. She had to pee something fierce! Desi headed for the restroom, tossing another statement towards her friend. "You may as well count me a full 5 minutes late, cuz I sooooo need to pee!" She went in the restroom and did her business, and re-entered the dorm room.

"Alright. So. What. Hmm?"

 

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Amanda

"So I've been thinking, slave," Amanda couldn't help but giggle as she spoke the word, "That since I've only got a day... well, a day minus 5 minutes, thanks a lot, but since I've only got a day, I decided to do away with all the boring stuff. So, don't expect a lot of "do my homework," or "clean the room," type chores. But there's gonna be a fair amount of running around, cause there's a lot to do! SO! Get dressed, girl, cause we're going downtown!"

 

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Desi kinda groaned some - she'd just gotten home! But, she guessed she'd be alright.

"Oh, okay. Do I have time for a shower? And where are we goin? Or at least gimme an idea of what to wear."
After her friends responses, Desi readied herself to go, to Amanda's specs. She was, after all, the 'master' of the day. Well, it being barely 3, the evening, night and day tomorrow. ha. Desi covered her face in a bit of base makeup, and applied some mascara. Her natural coloring didn't require much more makeup than that, but Desi put on a lip gloss anyhow, as well as some perfume she'd found recently at a department store. All dressed up, to the nines in fact, Desi looked up to find her friend dressed just as beautifully.

There was a sparkle in Desi's eyes now - she could tell that her best friend approved of her attire, or something like that. Plus, she held out the hope that maybe they were going guy-scouting or something. Dang... it'd been a long time since she'd gotten any sort of play.... After Amanda went to sleep tonight, assuming Desi herself still had any energy left, she'd have to get out that little bullet that she so wisely invested in last year. Yep, tonight was a night for play. Definately.

"Lead the way, Master." Desi giggled.

 

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Amanda

Amanda had taken the time to put on her own outfit, a black leather miniskirt and a black sleeveless blouse, dark stockings, and her favorite boots. Black, of course, as well. She smiled as she saw that Desi was ready, and couldn't help but give her a quick once over with her eyes.

"This way, slave," she said, then couldn't help but giggle a bit at the absurdity of it all. She led Desi out and down the stairs and through the parking lot. They reached the bus stop in no time. Amanda twisted her lips up in thought, then sat down on the bench nearby.

"Bus should be here pretty soon," she said. "But until it gets here, don't think you're getting off easy! My back's kinda sore... get back there and rub my shoulders!" Amanda smiled, already having fun with the game.

 

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Desi rolled her eyes, but contained the groan in her throat. SHe smiled sincerely - so far this was pretty fun, and kinda silly. Still wondering what the night had in store per-zactly, Desi let her fingers rest atop Amanda's shoulders for just a moment. Soon, she began kneeding the girl's neck and shoulder muscles not with her fingertips, but with the palm of her hand. She used the pad of her thumb to guide the motions, to feel for knots.... Desi herself had gotten used to professional massages after her semi-major back injury in high school. She'd been in a bad car accident, and had residual pain ever since. One perk though, it meant she got to get massages and chiropractic visits several times a month for FREE. Ah, the perks of being almost killed....

Anyway, Desi knew what she was doing as she rubbed her friend's shoulders. That of course includes the shoulders, the neck muscles, the upper arms, and down the spine. As long as they'd been buds, Amanda already knew that, and a back or shoulder rub request was nothing new, really. Usually it was at the dorm or something though, and not at a bus stop and dressed to the nines. That time she couldn't help but laugh.

At Amanda's look, she stifled it, and could only manage a single sentence. "What do you think the bus driver will think when he pulls up and sees my hands all over your pretty little body??" And with that, Desi collapsed in a fit of laughter.

 

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Amanda

Amanda was enjoying the massage; she always enjoyed them, in fact, and if she maybe pretended to have a backache now and then when she didn't... well, it was Desi's own fault for being so good at giving them!

"What would the bus driver think? Well... maybe he'd let us ride for free after giving him such a hot show, huh?" Amanda's breath caught in her throat for a second as she felt one of Desi's fingertips accidentally slide down under the hem of her blouse, felt it accidentally rub the strap of her bra. It felt... it seemed cliched, but it felt almost electric.

The growing roar of an engine brought Amanda out of her thoughts. "Speaking of which... here we go!" As the bus pulled up, she stood and clambered up. She slid her student ID through the reader, then moved to the back and took her seat, scooting over next to the window so there'd be room for her friend.

"So," she asked as Desi sat down. "You have any idea of where I've decided we're going shopping yet?" Amanda's mischievous smile gave away little more than the fact that she had something particularly naughty planned.

 

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Desi gasped a bit and grabbed Amanda's arm. "We're going shopping?!!" She clapped her hands together. "Well, there's the mall, but that's done. Guess that there's the new shopping center down Main, but we did that last week.... Hmm...." Desi concentrated, she really did, but... well it just wasn't dawning on her.

"Tell me, Desi!! Tell me, please??" She looked up to the bus marquee, to remind herself of which line they were on now. Actually, they were on the bus that headed towards the strip - like, to get alcohol. There was other stuff down there too, but Desi didn't think about that. "To get boozed up?"

 

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Amanda

"Well... I suppose booze can play its part, but no. What we'll be shopping for isn't something you can drink. Just wait, Desi... we're almost there..."

Amanda managed to keep quiet for the last few minutes of the bus ride, despite her squirming friend in the seat next to her. Finally, she saw the sign of the shop she'd picked out, reached up, and tugged the cord.

As they filed off the bus, Amanda turned to face her friend and gave her an envelope. She held a second envelope in her own hand.

"So then! Inside that envelope's three twenty-dollar bills. Mine's got the same. And what we're gonna do with them is this; each of us picks a store on this block, and sends the other one into that store, and we both have to spend all 60 bucks in there on stuff. Get it in a bag, don't show it, and then meet back here in 15 minutes. Got it?"

She smiled, then pointed at the sign of the adult toy store she'd picked out for Desi, a place called "Sinful Sinsations."

"That's your store, Desi. Pick a different one for me, and we're off!"

 

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Desi's eyes were wide with surprise - not shock, really, a bit of confusion maybe, but mostly... excitement. How fun! A girls' night out to start like this! A little strange maybe, different, but how fun!!

SHe laughed, and looked up and down the street. WHile trying to think about which store would be best, she wondered aloud to her friend, "So, in this store, do I buy for me... or for you?" SHe almost laughed again, but realized this is really what Amanda wanted to do, so she didn't. How freakin funny!!

After Amanda's answer, Desi raised an eyebrow and pointed to a store just another 2 doors down. Wouldn't want to become TOO separated in an area of town like this, she figured, and that one looked just as good and plentiful as the one Amanda had picked.

 

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Amanda

Amanda looked down the street at the other store that Desi had selected and giggled. "The Pixie's Playhouse" made the store sound whimsical and silly, but there was no mistaking it for anything else once you looked through its front windows at the large collection of adult toys on wanton display. Amanda giggled. She'd almost selected this one herself as Desi's store, but had gone with "Sinful Sinsations," simply because it looked a little bit more well-stocked.

"Okay then! Remember, 15 minutes only! Spend it all!"

She couldn't wait to reveal to her friend what she had planned for whatever she bought. Giggling a little, she ducked into her own store and began to shop.

 

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Desi giggled, shrugged, nodded, and went merrily on her way. She really didn't know what all to pick out - not really. She had the freakish lezzie looking chick behind the counter help her pick some things out, though. Explained that her 'best friend' was pulling some sort of funny thing, and no they weren't sleeping together, but no she wasn't sure what was up with this sex store shopping spree thing either. The gal gave a funky smirk, a snort, and pointed Desi to some things.

A game, some fur-covered handcuffs, some kind of kinky dildo pleasure kit thing, and a starter vibe kit that seemed to have smoething of every size in it.... Desi laughed as she spent the $60 so easily. The gal behind the counter tried to upsell her on some lube and toy cleaner, but Desi didn't really think she'd be USING these things so she didn't bother. She thanked the lady, and headed back outside.

 

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Amanda

The inside of "The Pixie's Playhouse" was a lot more cramped and close than Amanda had expected; the walls almost seemed to lean in with their heavy loads of all things erotic; DVDs, costumes, sex toys, blow-up dolls, and more assaulted her senses as she stepped into the shop. Even the air seemed close. The clerk behind the counter was a acne-faced guy who seemed more interested in banging his head to the tunes in his earphones than anything else.

Amanda grabbed a basket and wandered through the store, grabbing up a string of pleasure beads, a big tube of lube, and a fairly cheep but sturdy strap-on dildo. She set the bag on the counter and the clerk rang up her purchases with a disinterested grunt. Amanda shook her head, then stepped outside to meet her friend.

Desi was waiting for her, a silly grin on her face.

"OK! Mission accomplished? Cool... don't show me what you got. Stage two starts right about now!" She grabbed Desi's hand and led her across the street, to a large lingerie shop called "Satan's Silks," a sexy little devil dressed in a bra and panties dancing on the sign above the store.

Amanda handed Desi a second envelope.

"Same story. Sixty bucks in there. Go on inside, buy whatever you want, and then come back out. Don't show me what you get. Once you're done, I'll go in and do the same."

 

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Desi grabbed her friend by the arm, to stop her. "WAIT! Am I buying to fit ME or to fit you??" She laughed. She hadn't meant to squeeze so hard, and she let go of Amanda.
Her mind already spinning, and knowing that there must be some playthings in there besides just bras and panties, Desi was at a loss as to what to get. They were close to the same size, but not quite exactly... and Desi figured that with this stuff it'd matter. SHe knew the other's sizes, just needed to be certain of which set she was buying for.

"And exactly WHAT, Miss Amanda, are we going to do with all of this crap??"

 

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Amanda

"Good question, Desi," Amanda said, with a sparkle in her eye. "Not that I'm trying to give away any of my evil schemes... but you should be buying clothes that'd fit me. I'll be buying yours. And you can bet I'm not gonna be buying clothes that YOU'D buy, if you know what I mean, so get creative!" She winked; she'd always felt that Desi was a bit too... conservative, when it came to clothes. Tonight, she hoped to fix that.

"Now get in there and start shopping!"

 

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Desi turned, nodding her head, and desperately hoping that there was someone as helpful as in the last store. She didn't want to disappoint Amanda, and tried to remember to keep her friend's style in mind as she shopped.

There was help there, indeed... in the form of a **VERY HOT** young guy, about the same age as the girls. He had to have been over 6 feet tall, and Desi would've sworn that his shoulders were a half-mile wide. Okay,well obviously that's a bit of an exaggeration, but the guy obviously worked out, okay??

He helped her pick a few items, and after she described her "more adventurous friend" the guy was all-too apt to help. He probably figured they were lesbians. Ah well, help was help, Desi figured, and she let him think what he wanted. They picked out a beautiful teddy and a hot little bustier set. Her $60 spent, Desi left the store... but not without that guy's phone number.

 

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Amanda

Amanda grinned as she saw Desi emerge from the store. She had an urge to grab the big bag of clothes that her friend was carrying, to peek inside and find out what was in there, but managed to hold off.

"Ok; my turn. Be right back!"

The guy behind the counter got a weird expression on his face as he saw Amanda enter the store. He seemed eager to help, and she couldn't help but wonder what Desi had said to him. He was certainly her type! In any case, his advice proved to be pretty handy, and in no time Amanda had purchased a naughty little corset and a nice, skimpy teddy .

Upon emerging, she found Desi and giggled.

"So, having fun so far, my little slave?" she asked, clutching her purchases close. "You ready for part two of 'Amanda's crazy plan' to begin? Next stage... we go get an early dinner. And since I won the bet, I get to pick! And since I'm picking, we're going to Golden Gardens!" The Chinese restaurant was one of Amanda's favorite, but it was clear on the other side of town... a long bus ride. It'd be nearly dark by the time they finished and returned home, but that was okay for hat Amanda had planned for later...

 

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Desi nodded and smiled. She liked Chinese just as much as her friend, and of course the Golden Gardens were a choice favorite. Of course they didn't go often, as it was clear on the other side of town, and Ming's delivered to the dorm. She still was - and probably moreso now - confused about what Amanda had planned, but eating sounded good for starters anyway. Not very slave-like Desi mussed, but still, even slaves had to eat, didn't they? She only hoped Amanda wasn't building up her strength for some hard labor tonight! The girl couldn't take carrying her friend up and down flights of stairs or anything like that. Desi laughed aloud at that thought.

 

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Amanda

It took all of Amanda's will to keep from blurting out clues as to what she had planned for the evening. It was going to be perfect; a nice little prize for Desi for being such a great friend. Eventually, the bus finally reached Golden Gardens, and Amanda walked a step ahead of Desi but paused long enough with an expectant look on her face, waiting for Slave Desi to open the doors to the restaurant for her. Not long thereafter, they had been seated and had ordered. While they waited for their food, Amanda decided it was a good time to do some last minute fact checking.

"So Desi," she said, trying to sound casual as she could. "It's been a while since you've had a date, but I know you. You've had your eye on someone for a while now. No... don't try to deny it. I know you too well. Who is he? And remember, you're my slave for the evening! Which means you have to answer my questions!"

 

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"What? You think slaves never lie to their masters??" Desi gaffawed. "What is this, truth or dare slavery??" She laughed again, then collected herself so that she could answer. She'd been going to tell her friend soon anyway.

"Well, there's this Matt guy, you've probably heard me mention him before - he's a drummer too." Desi sighed. "Anyway, he's just a nice guy. He's a flirt." She laughed, and blushed a bit. "He's got a girlfriend though. So I feel bad for thinking about him so much lately...." Her voice trailed off a bit. If they ever got the chance, she was quite sure this Matt would mess around with her, and she very much wanted to do so. But, he WAS a great guy, and wouldn't cheat on his girl. Besides, she was in band too, and it'd be too obvious. The flirting and teasing they did during class, the innocent whacking of one another's legs with the drumsticks, that was all behind her back - literally. "Anyway, I met him when we were still in high school - the county-wide band? remember? So I've known him for a few years now, three or four." She sighed again. He'd had the same girlfriend the entire time, so it must be at least fairly serious. "So, yeah, I guess you're right. He's in my head lately, and I can't get him out, but there's nothing I can do about it."

She laughed, and ordered the next round of drinks. Desi still wasn't sure what was up with Amanda, and why she'd not really been made to do anything yet. She fully expected to have to do Amanda's weekend homework,and clean the room, and either cook or pay for their meals for the next 24 hours. She half expected Amanda to make her wear some stupid outfit to do it in, and to make her do stupid stunts in front of the other dormies. It was a co-ed dorm, with the girls in one wing and the guys on another. She'd been certain her shirt would be above her boobs more than once.... Desi's drink came up through her nose as she thought about that!

 

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Amanda

Amanda put her elbows on the table and propped her chin in her hands and watched as her friend finally came clean on what she'd been hiding for the last several days. She wasn't surprised. Desi had this heartbreaking talent, it seemed, for developing these infatuations with guys who were already attached.

After she'd done, she smiled, then looked at Desi with a curious eye as she choked for a second on her drink.

"Tell yourself a joke there, Desi?" she asked. She sipped at her drink and studied her friend quietly for a moment. She'd been right; Desi hadn't really met anyone who could treat her nice, the way she deserved. Like Amanda knew she could. She blinked, then blushed a little and then straightened up in her seat.

"Well... it sounds to me like you're screwed. I mean, you like this guy, but if he dumps or cheats on his girlfriend for you, he won't be the guy you like, hmm?" She shook her head slightly. "I tell you... guys can be so damn complicated. Makes one wonder if they're even worth the trouble sometimes." She sipped her drink again, enjoying the way it warmed her, made her cheeks tingle, made the tips of her fingers warm.

The food came, and Amanda was grateful for the interruption. She was starting to get butterflies about her plan now... what if it freaked Desi out? What if it changed their friendship for the worse?

 

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Demi laughed with her friend, about guys not being worth the trouble. Yes, it seemed that even the nicest, sweetest, smartest, best-looking guys were still jerky, egotistical, dumb pigs on occasion.

The food came, and Demi ravaged her plate. She was starving! She'd had to eat in the dorm cafeteria that day, and had only picked at her salisbury steak. BLAH! She'd been looking forward to dinner all day....
It seemed her friend had clammed up about something. Was she having second thoughts about whatever slave-tasks she might have planned? Demi had to know! After all of this effort, there better be more!! Not that she'd be mad, really. Just... disappointed.

"So, Amanda, back to Earth sweetie!! Where'd ya go? What else is planned for tonight, anyway? Instead of guy hunting are we guy bashing tonight?" She laughed again, and took another bite.

 

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Amanda

Amanda blinked and shook her head.

"Woah... yeah, I was doing a little spacewalking there for a bit, wasn't I?" She smiled, then pushed away her empty plate and leaned back in her chair.

"I know I say this every time we come here, but why don't we come here more often?" she said with a smile. "And as for what I've got planned for later this night... no. No guy hunting. I've got something a little more personal planned for you, little miss slave."

The waitress left the bill on the table, and Amanda made no move to pick it up. She only smiled, made a point of looking at the bill and then back at Amanda.

"Come on! Pay up and let's get moving back to the dorm! It's almost time for you to start your chores!" She giggled, grabbed up her bags, and got ready to go.

 

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Desi groaned expectedly, with a smile on her face. She handed the woman a card, and within a few moments they were paid and out the door. Still wondering what Amanda had in mind, she pondered her friend's words....

I've got something a little more personal planned for you, little miss slave.

That seemed a little... odd. Even... implicatory. Desi considered - <insert your best girls-only joke here> - and laughed to herself. She didn't want to discount anything the other was thinking by making a joke of it, but at the same time... what could Amanda really be planning??

"We don't come here often because it's so freaking far away from campus, remember? That, and it ain't cheap." She playfully punched her friend in the arm. "Not like me. I'm plenty cheap." She was talking about having to pay the bill, but as soon as she said it she realized her slip of words. "You wouldn't take advantage of a poor, cheap, boyfriendless girl, would you??" Desi gave her best puppy eyes, and burst out laughing.