Get over her Diane!” Jeremy yelled from his room, the music on his speaker blaring loudly over his video game. He had probably just done badly on his game and was about to take it out on me.
“I know you wake up at some god forsakenly early time for a bullshit class,” He calmly said as he closed out of the end of game stats screen, and turned down the music.
I slowly crossed the threshold into his room, not wanting to make him mad.
“I just wanted to make sure to give you your punishment before then since I’m sure as shit not waking up that early.” He turned in his chair with a devilish smirk on his face.
“Punishment? What?” I cried out racking my brain for what I could have possibly done for him to want to punish me. I mean punish me more than he normally does.
“Why are you punishing me?” I managed to squeak out.
“Because, after talking to some of my buddies in the building, I have been taking it way to easy on you. I know what people are like, and what I need to prepare you for after college. It’s your fault that I’ve been too easy on you.” As Jeremy spoke, he unbuttoned his cuffs and started to roll up his sleeves, subtly flexing his forearms.
“That doesn’t make any sense Jeremy! You haven’t even been easy on me!” I shouted at him; tears forming in my eyes.
“Do not raise your voice at me.”
“No! Are you kidding me?” I screamed back.
“I will only ask you one more time to control your volume before I get upset.” He had an annoying calmness to his tone.
I went on completely ignoring what he said, “What do you mean ‘you know what people are like’ I get you’re assigned to train me but that doesn’t mean you get to just torture me!”
“Actually Diane, that’s where you’re wrong.” He yelled, cutting me off mid-rant.
“I can do whatever the fuck I want to you, as long as I am acting in what I think is the best interest of properly training your ass.” He stood up and walked over to me. I started to shake a little. I knew I was in for an ass pounding, I just didn’t know with what. I looked around the room, pretty much everything in this room had been shoved in my ass at one point or another. In practically every foot of this room I have let something absolutely, humiliatingly, degrading happen to me.
“Please, I’m sorry-“ I tried to explain.
“Get in the bathroom and take off your clothes!” He ordered, cutting me off. I did as he told and walked solemnly into the bathroom. “Sit on the tub and lean back. I’ll be right in there.” He shouted still from his room. I did as I was instructed. I had no idea what was in store for me but I knew it was bad, so I didn’t want to make it any worse.
The porcelain was cold on my skin and there was a slight breeze that would blow on my pussy, stinging me with playful jolts of coolness. Soon I could hear Jeremy’s footsteps as he walked into the bathroom. I could hear him rattling something but couldn’t see anything lying with my torso in the tub and ass in the air.
Then I felt him slap my ass. I winced out in pain and braced myself for more. Another smack, then another, and another. My pump ass was red and stinging from the pain. Just then he spread my ass cheeks apart and let out a little chuckle.
He slipped three fingers in my asshole to warm me up. He soon started to move them in and out. He started slowly but as he built up speed he slipped in a fourth finger. Then he shoves his thumb in.
“Ow, ow, ow! Oh my god please slow down!” I beg him, but he does nothing to show he hears me or even cares. He pushes his wrist in and countinues to move his fist back and forth. My asshole twitches around his forearm. I want to wiggle away but you’re trapped in way with someone’s fist inside you. I feel him open his fist deep inside me. “Ahh, Jeremy what the fuck?” I shout at him as he pulls his hand out of me quickly. My poor hole pulses and twitches as it collapses. Whatever he had been rattling though I could now tell was deep inside my ass.
“Jeremy, what the fuck did you just put inside me? It’s kind of burning! What is that?” I was trying to sit up now as the slight burning sensation started to grow. He held me down. “Don’t worry about it, I’ll cool it down.” He smirked. Then I heard the unmistakeable sound of soda bottle opening. I felt the tip press into me as the liquid fizzed and bubbled down inside me. I started writhing around in the tub, but Jeremy just started pushing the bottle deeper and deeper into me. Soon it was at the base, but I could feel an intense pressure building inside of me and the bubbling and fizzing became more intense. Holy fuck, that bastard put mentos inside me and then just emptied a liter of coke in my ass.
Jeremy pulled the bottle out, and pushed my hips back so my ass was right over my face. The mentos coke mixture started to bubble and burst out of my ass. The liquid erupted into the air and came raining down right onto my face and body. I could still feel the mentos dissolving in my ass and the bubbles of soda still fizzing on my asshole. I was a sticky mess. I started to cry from the overwhelming sensation of it all.
“Oh shut up DIane, this is just the start. Clean yourself up and meet me back in my room. I have a song I want to play you.”
“Jeremy please!” I cried out to him, tears running down my cheeks begging he’ll show me just a little mercy.
“You’ve got 5 minutes to calm down and clean up.” Jeremy turned and walked out of the bathroom and disappeared.
I sat there for a moment in the tub stunned; tears rinsing some of the stickiness of the soda off of my face. As the shock of the carbonation and mintiness faded, I could just now start to feel my asshole throbbing for the painful intrusion of the soda bottle. My muscles started spasming around the emptiness.
In the next room I could hear the faint sound of Jeremy’s music again. I wanted to sit here for a few more moments to just gather myself but I began to fear taking longer than five minutes. I swung my legs into the tub and turned on the water. It was freezing cold and I didn’t have any time to wait for it to warm up. I stood up and begrudgingly grabbed the shower nozzle and hosed down my face and chest and legs. I lifted my left leg up in the air to rinse down my crotch and the cold water felt like thousands of pins and needles right on my most sensitive areas.
Once I was no longer sticky, I grabbed the only towel in his bathroom and hastily dried off. I wrapped the towel around my body and walked out of the restroom and into his bedroom.
Weird. He wasn’t in his room. As I stood there for a second dripping on the carpet, I recognized the music was coming from across the hall; my room.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/11ili95/mean_roommate_takes_his_anger_out_on_my_ass