Harper Collared by Her Lesbian Roommate
Copyright© 2026 by Thomas Spencer
Chapter 3
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 3 - To save money, innocent and uptight Harper agrees to increasingly intimate "house rules" with her arrogant roommate. What starts as nudity and chores quickly evolves into collars, spankings, and total obedience, making Harper confront the terrifying truth that she no longer wants to escape Jade's control.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Blackmail Coercion NonConsensual Rape Reluctant Slavery Lesbian BiSexual BDSM DomSub FemaleDom Humiliation Light Bond Rough Sadistic Spanking Torture Group Sex Harem Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Analingus Exhibitionism Fisting Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Squirting Voyeurism AI Generated
Harper woke up Monday morning with a heavy, anxious feeling in her chest. The clock on her phone read 7:15 a.m. She hadn’t slept well. Every time she closed her eyes, fragments of the weekend kept replaying — low commands, wet sounds, desperate whimpers. She sat up, rubbed her face, and forced herself through her usual routine. She made her bed with tight, perfect corners, then pulled on her oversized blue T-shirt and baggy gray sweatpants that hid her DD chest and small, tight butt. At five-four, she felt tiny and invisible, which was exactly what she wanted right now.
She took a deep breath and stepped out of her room, hoping for five quiet minutes to make coffee before heading to class.
The moment she entered the open kitchen and living area, she froze.
The petite blonde from last night was still there.
She was completely naked, fast asleep on the cold kitchen tile floor right beside the table. A thin black leather collar sat snug around her neck, the matching leash lying loosely beside her head. Next to her was a plain metal dog food bowl with a few crumbs of kibble and a small amount of water left at the bottom. But what made Harper’s stomach drop was the fluffy black tail plug buried deep in the girl’s ass. The soft tail curled up over her hip, swaying slightly with her breathing.
The girl was moaning softly and continuously in her sleep.
“Mmm ... ahh ... ungh...” Low, breathy little sounds slipped out of her every few seconds, almost like she couldn’t stop even while unconscious.
Harper stood there, blinking, trying to process what she was seeing. It took her almost a full minute before she noticed the subtle, steady movement. The base of the tail plug was vibrating very gently. A low-powered vibrator was still running inside the plug, buzzing softly deep in the sleeping girl’s ass and keeping her in a constant state of low, teasing stimulation.
Jade sat at the kitchen table, fully dressed for once. She wore a tight black tank top that clung to her DD breasts and thin waist, paired with gray lounge pants that hugged her curvy ass. Her red hair was pulled back loosely, and her sharp blue eyes were fixed on her phone as she sipped coffee. She looked bored.
The blonde let out another soft moan. “Ahhh ... mmm...”
Jade didn’t even glance down. She simply stretched out her foot and nudged the girl’s bare hip with her toes, hard enough to make the tail shift.
“Keep those pathetic noises down,” Jade muttered coldly. “Nobody wants to hear you whimpering like a desperate bitch all morning.”
The girl let out a tiny, broken “ungh...” in her sleep but didn’t wake up. Her body gave a small twitch, hips shifting slightly on the hard floor.
Harper’s face burned. She tried to back away quietly, but her feet wouldn’t move. She stood frozen near the entrance to the kitchen, blue eyes wide, blonde hair still messy from sleep.
Jade finally looked up, one eyebrow raised. “Morning, princess. Coffee’s fresh. Don’t just stand there staring.”
Harper swallowed hard and forced herself to move toward the counter, keeping as much distance as possible. She tried to focus on making toast, but her eyes kept drifting back to the naked woman on the floor.
The blonde moaned again, softer this time. “Mmm ... ahh...”
Jade took another sip of coffee, then casually kicked the dog bowl a little closer to the girl’s face with her foot.