If the caffeine didn't pick me up, the cool early autumn air would. It was a beautiful sunny day. Undergrads were all over campus, walking, playing u...timate frisbee in the quad, stringing hammocks between trees. There were a couple of long-haired guys singing and playing acoustic guitars in a courtyard, surrounded by a half-dozen freshmen girls. Everywhere, people seemed to be in good spirits, soaking up the sunshine. I have to admit that I felt a bit envious, since I was stuck in a windowless. Of course, we willingly did.Once in position, Sam applied a liberal amount of lube to each of our arses as we bent over the arms of the chairs, legs apart. Three guys approached and slowly slipped their cocks into our waiting arses.In it went, filling my arse, and slowly he started to drill me. Then a little faster; I was getting more and more turned on again. Faster still, pounding my arse. Deeper and deeper, I was going to cum, again. He grabbed hold of my tits, squeezing my nipples as he. He opened his eyes and before he could say whatever he was going to say I planted one right on his lips and slid my crotch, still covered by the cotton shorts, down against his cock. He reached up under my shorts and grabbed my ass cheeks and squeezed. After the initial shock of that being done to me I slid the shorts and my blue bikini underwear out of the way and positioned myself right above his cock. Being a fairly strong guy, he could control me well and proved that as he held my ass. Any kind of sex is good, of course, but it’s so much more satisfying when I can use up every part of the woman I’ve chosen. To reduce her to nothing more than a thing, a husk emptied of everything that made her who she was, solely so I can truly feel alive.That’s what power is.Call these accounts nothing but stories if you will. I care not if anyone believes them. Disbelief by others is part of my armor. With such naiveté in abundance, I can walk the world mimicking the sheep around me, free of.