Sissy Slut Ally

I enjoyed torturing you so much throughout the years… you were always so pathetic, a loner, loser who no one liked. I loved coming up with ways to humiliate you, belittle you, and remind you of your place, but as we entered our senior year together, I became obsessed with finding a way to destroy you in a way that would stay with you for the rest of your life.

It started when you bumped into me and I saw a shit eating grin on your face. Something about seeing you with such a smug look made me want to punch you so hard, but for some reason I backed off. ”You better watch out, you fucking faggot!”, I yelled at you as you continued to grin. You simply ignored me and walked past me down the hall, with an annoying giddiness in your step that I couldn’t help but notice.

That’s when a stray thought entered my head. I was a little confused at first, but I realized I had a brilliant plan to thoroughly embarrass you and I was determined to make it happen.

The next time I went on a date with my girlfriend, I made sure to steal her lipstick from her purse. Holding the pretty looking tube with the bright red lipstick gave me a thrill that I never felt before. I could feel my cock stir, perhaps because I always liked it when my girlfriend wrapped her amazing lips around my cockhead when she blew me… but thinking about it some more, I realized it was because I was about to put my plan in action and make you mine.

I waited for you in the school bathroom, texting you to demand that you meet me there. There was a small part of me that was confused about why I would even have your number, but I pushed that thought out of my head because it didn’t really matter. I’m sure I beat it out of you one day, knowing that I wanted to terrorize you at any time, and just forgot about it.

I fished the tube of lipstick out of my pocket and twisted it open, feeling my cock leak at the site of the head of the lipstick spinning out of its container. Fuck, this was going to be so hot. I couldn’t wait to see the look on your face when you find out what I have in store for you!

I looked at myself in the mirror and slowly painted my lips. It didn’t look as good as when my girlfriend put it on, but I dare say I had some nice cocksucker lips myself!

I heard the door open and saw you gingerly step in as you shut the door behind you and locked it. I couldn’t help but sneer. You were so obedient that I didn’t even need to tell you to lock the door so that we could have some privacy!

“Well if it isn’t my favorite little bitch!”, I shouted as I approached you and violently gave you a kiss.

Something felt wrong.

Why would I want to kiss you?! And that grin on your face after I pulled back from you… it was infuriating!

That’s when I heard what I wanted from you, “Please… please… don’t give me a blow job! I’m not gay!”

Your pleading was so pathetic that I remembered that this was all part of my plan. I laughed and reached for your cock with my hands, grabbing at your crotch and hurriedly unzipping your fly.

“Oh you little sissy bitch, you’ll do exactly what I want or I’ll tell everyone how pathetic you are!”

I heard you moan… no, wait that’s not right… No, I heard you whimper in fear as I fished your cock out of your pants and I slowly knelt down in front of you, happy to take my place beneath you on the cold tile of the dirty bathroom floor.

The smell of your dirty cock, the sweat, the piss, and the precum that my hands were coaxing out of you… it made me delirious with power. You’re such a pathetic loser, letting me bully you like this! A real man wouldn’t let another man give him a hand job… only a sissy would take that!

Drool was practically dripping out of my mouth as your member grew erect. I heard another one of your pathetic cries of mercy, “Please… don’t put it in your mouth! I really don’t want you to suck my cock!”

That did it. The fact that you were going to hate it made me practically shove your hard cock into my mouth and deep into my throat. That’s when I noticed that you had taken out of your phone and had pointed it at me. I was about to push you out of my mouth when I remembered that having video of a guy blowing your cock would be perfect blackmail material to remind you of what a sissy you were. I must have told you to record me but had forgotten.

I could feel tears form in my eyes as I struggled with your girth. For such a sissy bitch, your cock did seem massive! But that’s okay, it just meant you would be even more humiliated by having a manly man like me blow you!

“I really don’t want to fuck your face!”, I heard you screech as you placed a hand behind my head.

I practically relaxed the muscles in my mouth and throat and forced myself to take more of you in. The fact that you didn’t want this was perfect and I was ecstatic when I felt you start to ram your cock in and out of my mouth. I practically came as I realized what power I had over you, forcing you to fuck my mouth like the pathetic faggot you are.

It was hard to hear you over the sound of my gagging from making you fuck my face, but I made out, “Don’t make me cum in your mouth!”, which only made me redouble my efforts by grabbing your ass with my hands and pushing you harder against my face until I could hardly breathe.

As I felt you twitch and spasm inside me, I could feel my own body explode in euphoria as I felt my own orgasm wash over me. It was the best feeling in the world… even better than when I was with my girlfriend. Slowly swallowing your sad, useless load, I realized it was because I never felt more powerful than I did now. Your faggy cock in my mouth, forcing you to get a blowjob from an alpha man. Only a real loser would let that happen to them!

There was almost an empty feeling inside me as I felt your cock pop out of my mouth. I took the opportunity to grab it and rub it over my face so that you could suffer the final indignity of seeing your pathetic cock being handled by your bully. I bet you hated seeing me give your cock a kiss and rubbing your slimy cum across my face!

I was in a state of pure bliss! This was my greatest plan ever and I could tell that I utterly destroyed your sense of self-worth by forcing you to cum inside me like a sissy bitch. I didn’t even mind that I ruined my pants with my own orgasm… it was only natural for me to feel so powerful now that I had so much control over you.

We both caught our breath and I watched as you pointed the phone at me one last time before putting it away and fishing your cock back into your pants. ”Please… please don’t make me do that every day… I’m begging you!”, you plead with me.

With a grunt I push myself off and catch the sight of myself in the mirror. The lipstick was smeared all over my face, along with a generous helping of your cum, and I realized how amazing I looked. I always felt good when I pushed you around, but this was better than all the times I bullied you combined! I knew I wanted that feeling again, so I grinned as I turned to face you, “Oh no you stupid little bitch. I’m going to suck your cock every day to remind you what a loser you are. No girl will ever want you near her, let alone touch you, so all you can hope for is for a man like me to take your dribbly loads.”

“Oh…okay… if you say so…” I watch as you pull a few paper towels out of the dispenser and hand them to me, “Why… why don’t you clean yourself off so that people don’t know what we did…”

I smacked the towels out of your hands and snarked, “Fuck that! Everyone’s going to see and smell that I own you!”

I smiled as you backed away from me and unlocked the door, “Okay… I’ll see you here tomorrow then.”

“Unless I want to humiliate you sooner than that, you loser! Now get the fuck out of my sight!”

You practically scurried out of the bathroom, and I could have sworn I heard you laugh hysterically once you were out in the hallway. But that can’t be right… no, I’m sure that was you crying like the girly sissy that you are. No one would take you seriously once they found out that you were such a faggot that you let me suck your cock!

Everyone at school was more than happy to look the other way at my bullying, and this was no exception. In fact some of my friends loved the fact that I had put you in your place as a sissy bitch and laughed at how I had forced your cock down my throat. Even the teachers didn’t mind because they knew how pathetic you were and in class, I would make you let me sit on your lap so that I could grind my ass against your cock. I was so happy every time I felt you get hard from my lap dances, because that was another reminder of what a loser you were. What kind of man would let his bully get him hard from simply grinding against him?!

This went on for a couple of weeks where I was more than happy to make you my bitch around the school and force you to let me suck your cock in the bathroom, but my girlfriend had a great idea. 

She told me how hilarious it would be if I started dressing like her and pretended to be your girlfriend. The only thing more pathetic than being a loser who was getting their cock sucked by a man was a loser with a man as a girlfriend! I gave her a hug for giving me such a wonderful idea – it was as close as we got now that I was always taking loads of your cum everyday – and asked her to help me with a full makeover.

I had already let my hair grow out. I wasn’t sure why, but it made sense to keep it long and I especially loved making you grab my hair as I told you to fuck my face. So for my face at least all I needed to do was learn how to make myself look pretty enough for you to make you feel like you had a sexy girl at your beck and call when in fact you were fucking a man.

I was already an expert at putting on lipstick at this point and my girlfriend was more than happy to lend me the rest of her cosmetics and help teach me how to put on the various layers of make up that would give me the femme look. Each stroke of the foundation brush, each dab of blush, tracing my eyes with eyeliner and putting on my lashes… I could feel my heart flutter in excitement as I was learning how to humiliate you even further.

My girlfriend even took me to her spa for a full body waxing and for a mani-pedi so that the rest of my body would look the part. It was painful when I felt the hair being torn off my body, but knowing that my smooth body would make me irresistible to you was more than enough motivation to get me through the pain. I practically giggled to myself as I watched the technicians work on my nails, painting them with white polish. I bet you’d hate seeing such feminine hands working your cock before I put it in my mouth.

Everyone knew how dedicated I was to torturing you so they didn’t mind that I was quitting the football team to join my girlfriend on the cheer team. I wasn’t really going do any cheers though… I was more of a team mascot who helped the girls wash their uniforms and do the other team chores that no one else wanted to do. But it was just so I had a reason to wear the uniform every day, so I didn’t mind. You’re such a loser that this is the closest you’ll ever get to a real cheerleader and I was more than happy to remind you of that fact whenever I saw you!

Even my parents were in on my little game. Mom was happy to take me to a doctor who prescribed me special hormones that would help make my body more feminine. She even suggested that I get some breast, hip, and ass implants to help sell the illusion even more, and I was more than happy to do it if it meant that it would be easier to torture you with my body. Dad thought it was hilarious and was more than happy to pay for all my treatments and surgeries to make sure that I’d look as girly as I could for my plan. He even took me to one of his lawyers and got them to legally change my name to something more feminine so that you’d fall into the trap of thinking of me as your girlfriend when we both knew that I was making you my little sissy toy!

Watching you squirm when I told you that I’d become your ‘girlfriend’ in public was delicious. I was licking your pathetic cock clean after I forced you to cum down my throat and flashed you an evil smile, “We’re going to tell everyone that we’re dating and I’m going to make you take me to prom!”

I thought I picked up a look of joy on your face, but your weak pleading voice put me at ease, “You can’t be serious! I hate the fact that I have to fuck your face with my cock or that you beat me up by grinding your ass against me all day… isn’t that enough?!”

I stood up and licked my lips to taste some of your cum that had landed on my face. It always made me feel so powerful when I did that, knowing that you were such a bitch that you couldn’t hold it in and that I was the one who forced you to blow your load. ”Think of all the video that I’ve made you take with your phone. I own you!”

I watched as you looked down at your phone to go through today’s forced blowjob. I could see you getting hard again so I grabbed your dick with my manicured hands and start to stroke you to remind you of your place, “You’re such a pathetic bitch, getting turned on by your own blackmail video.”

It wasn’t long before I heard you grunt and you came in my hand. God, I can’t believe what a loser you are! I brought my hand to my face and made a show of deliberately licking it clean while you recorded another blackmail video for your archive. ”Please… please don’t become my girlfriend and fall in love with me. What would everyone think?!”

I licked my lips clean and gave you a deep kiss, “They’ll think that you’re a faggot who can’t find a real girl. A sad pathetic man who can only get off with another man’s body.” I cleaned myself off and reapplied my lipstick before wrapping my arm around yours, “Now come on ‘lover’, time for everyone to get a load of the new hot couple in school.”

Over the next few days, I could tell you were putting on a brave front, pretending to enjoy all the attention you were getting with my clinging to your arm and acting like you were Mr. Popular all of a sudden. But I knew that deep down inside you were miserable at being constantly embarrassed by having to pretend to be my boyfriend even if you were so good at hiding it from everyone.

I had to admit that for such a pathetic bitch, you were a little dreamy. I found that I was losing myself in your eyes from time to time, or feeling my heart flutter when I saw you smile. I even started to enjoy being by your side, but I’m sure it was because I liked bullying you and nothing else! It’s this method acting, spending all my time pretending to be a girl, that’s starting to get to me.

It was important for me to stay in character after all! Maintaining my new figure and keeping up my looks was part of it, and if I felt my heartbeat quicken every time you wrapped your arms around my shrinking waist, then it just meant I was doing great at my performance! 

Another big change was that my girlfriend was now my bestie. I was so happy that we were so close even though we had broken up. I had long stopped touching her, let alone seeing her as someone I’d want to have sex with – I was too busy forcing you to let me suck your cock for any of that! But she loved me so much and was always so supportive when I told her about the ways I would torture you.  She had a wonderful idea of what I could do to you next and bought me a special present.

A little pink chastity cage!

My cock… I mean, my little dicky was already so small because of all the hormones I had been taken, all to better trick you into seeing me as a girl, but my bestie thought I could go the extra step and lock up my dicky so that I would never be tempted to break character around her or the other girls on the cheer team. I didn’t really need it because I realized that I stopped getting excited around girls entirely and even seeing the girls naked in the locker room did nothing for me, but it would help me get into character even more and best of all, it looked really cute on me!

When I locked myself in, I asked her who would keep the key and she told me that it’d only make sense for you to hold onto it for me since you were my ‘boyfriend’. It was better than a stupid little promise ring that the other kids at school got each other and would publicly show your commitment to me and how I had you under my thumb. My bestie is so smart and I’m so glad she’s in my life!

You were a little hesitant when I presented the key to you, “You really want me to hold onto your little clit cage key for you?  And wear it around my neck for everyone to see? That’s ridiculous!”

Clit cage? Yeah… my little clit… I liked that. Calling it my clit would help me stay in character even more. I smirked at you in response, “Yes, that’s right you pathetic pussy. Everyone is going to see how much I’m controlling you when they see my key around your neck. You’ll never be able to get even the ugliest girl to take you seriously ever again, you stupid loser!”

“And you want me to make you beg me to take it off whenever you need to clean your little clitty?”

Something about that seemed wrong, but then I realized that it was my plan all along. I jabbed you with a well manicured finger, “Of course! What better way to remind you that I’m your ‘girlfriend’ if I have to beg you for permission to unlock my clit cage? I’ll even do it in front of people so that everyone will know how devoted you are to me!”

“But what about when you jerk yourself off and cum from fucking yourself in your asspussy? I don’t want to hear about that!”

I thought about it for a moment… I always came when I took your loads down my throat because it reminded me of all the power that I had over you, so I never really felt the need to play with my clit. That’s when I remembered that my mom had lent me one of her dildos and that I had been fucking myself in my tight little asspussy for a while now.

“Don’t worry about how I get off when I’m not around you! But you’d love to see that wouldn’t you, me jerking off to the thought of you, like a horny little slut would do for her boyfriend.” It was then that a lightbulb went off in my head, “In fact, that’s exactly what I’m going to do from now on. Every night when I fuck myself with my mom’s dildo, I’m going to make you watch. I want you to jerk you little pathetic cock for me too as a tribute, because you’re loser bitch who can only get off to another man like me!”

“Are you fucking serious?! Look, I don’t care if all those blackmail videos get uploaded to the internet for everyone to see anymore. So what if they see my cock in your mouth or my cum covering your face! I’m not going to jerk it to you when you play with yourself!”

That’s when I slapped you in the face.

You had a shocked look on your face as you rubbed your cheek, “Fine… if you really insist.”

I grinned in response, “That’s right, ‘handsome’. You’re my boyfriend and you’re going to devote all your sexual energy to me even when you don’t have your cock in my mouth, is that clear?”

I swore I saw your lips curl into a smile, but you lowered your head to avoid my gaze and mumbled, “Yes… sir.”

That first night that I forced you to watch me fuck myself was so exhilarating. I borrowed some of my mom’s slutty lingerie and danced seductively in front of my computer’s camera before laying in my bed with my legs and ass spread wide open. I wanted to make sure you had a good view of my asspussy after all. I lubed my mom’s dildo by deepthroating it, getting it nice and wet before I smiled at the camera and slowly slid it into me.

My clit uncontrollably twitched when I felt the tip of the dildo pass through my sphincter, as if it was the first time I had something in my asspussy… but that wasn’t right, this is how I’ve been masturbating for a while now. That didn’t matter though, whether it was my first time or my thousandth, it felt just as good to have something inside me and I let out a loud moan as I started fucking myself.

I watched my screen carefully as I saw you pull down your pants and start stroking your cock. It made me feel so hot knowing that my body was turning you on. What kind of loser would get off to another man playing with himself? The power I had over you was simply intoxicating and made me fuck myself even harder until I had an orgasm that was so mind blowing that it literally blinded me and knocked me out.

I woke up a few minutes later and found myself lying in a puddle of my own juices, my little caged clitty still spasming as it leaked my virile man juice. I looked up at the screen and saw that you were panting hard, cleaning yourself up with one of your dirty socks. When I saw that you were about to toss it into a pile of your dirty laundry, I shouted, “What do you think you’re doing?! Save that sock so that I can suck it dry the next time I see you. I’m not going to let you get off that easy without getting your cum into my mouth!”

“Are you serious? You want me to save my cum-soaked sock and bring it to school just so you can suck it clean in front of our whole class?”

I blinked as I thought about what you said before I nodded vigorously, “That’s right! And then I’m going to beg you for my pretty pink cage key so that I can take a shower and clean off my clitty. You’d hate that, wouldn’t you?”

I could see you get hard again at the mere thought of me tormenting you tomorrow. God, you’re so pathetic. ”Yes sir… if that’s what you want. I also recorded you masturbating with your mom’s dildo so that you can add it to the blackmail material you have over me. But you can’t seriously want me to do this every night, do you?”

I didn’t even think of that! But I have you so well trained that you did it without even needing me to ask you to. It just goes to show what an alpha male I am!

“Good. And of course we’re going to do this every night! I’m going to own your pathetic little ass by the time I’m through with you.”

You sighed and resigned yourself to your fate, “God, you really have thought of everything haven’t you? Even away from school, I can’t escape you!”

I noticed that my mom’s dildo was still inside me, so I slowly pulled it out of my asspussy and seductively licked it clean in front of you. ”And don’t you forget it!”, I proudly proclaim before I stood up and shut down our call. 

I did as I promised the next day and sidled up to you in home room before loudly asking you for your cum soaked sock. I made a show of opening my mouth in front of everyone and stuffing the sock in my mouth, rehydrating your dried cum with my spit as I loudly sucked on it for the whole class to see. Everyone was laughing at you, realizing at what a sissy you are to be pathetic enough to save your crusty cum-soaked sock for me.

After I was sure I thoroughly sucked your sock clean, I spat it out and cutely said, “Honey, can I have the key to my clitty cage? I’d like to go clean myself, please.”

You squirmed as all the attention was on you as you slowly pulled the chain holding the key off your neck and handed it to my bestie. I made a show of hiking up my cheer uniform and watched as my bestie pulled down my frilly pink panties and showed the pretty pink cage that proved that you were mine. She gingerly unlocked it, making doubly sure that she didn’t accidentally do something gross like touch my clit, and caught the pretty accessory as it fell into her hands.

“I’ll make sure she cleans herself up and then puts on the cage back on for you,” my bestie proclaimed as she took my hand and let me to the girl’s locker room. I could hear the rest of the class continue to titter as they basked in the glow of my domination over you.

“Did you see the look on his face? What a loser!”, I remarked as we walked down the halls of the school arm in arm like two besties should.

“I know! You better be careful though, you’re so good at being a girl that he might actually fall in love with you! Can you imagine that? But he’s such a loser that it might happen!” She started to cackle at her comment.

Thankfully she didn’t look my way as she did, because she would have saw me turning deep red as I blushed. Why did that make me feel so giddy? My heart fluttered at the idea of you being madly in love with me, begging me to really be your girlfriend. I pushed that thought out of my head as a I realized that if you really did fall in love with me, that only served to show how good I was at playing the role of your girlfriend. God, I could only imagine how pathetic you might be to actually fall in love with me!

As the year progressed, everyone got used to the idea that I kept torturing you with my apparent subservience to you. I was always by your side and pretended to flatter you like you were actually a god amongst men and that I was soooooo lucky to be with you. So sad! And everyone hated you so much that they didn’t mind that I was constantly bullying you. 

We didn’t even need to go to the bathroom anymore whenever I forced you to fuck my face, as I would crawl under your desk during class and make you pull out your cock for me to suck on. Even during lunch, in the middle of a conversation I’d just get down on my knees and suck you dry and when you came in my mouth, I’d get up and loudly say, “Thank you for your cum honey, I just love it so much!”

Everyone would laugh and laugh at the sad sight as I swallowed your load in front of them and cheerily give you a kiss on your cheek. I was addicted to the power I had over you and I couldn’t help but notice the looks you gave me… maybe my bestie was right, maybe I was so good at being a sexy girl that you couldn’t help but fall in love with me. It made feel even better about myself and what I was doing.

As a final act of humiliation, I ordered a pair of glasses with non-prescription lenses to wear. I remember constantly snatching your glasses and breaking them in front of you until you finally switched to contact lenses in high school. But I could see the shocked expression on your face when I showed up one day wearing them, hoping to remind you of all the times that I made you cry when I snapped your shitty frames in front of you.

“You… I didn’t tell you to do that…”, you mutter to yourself.

What the fuck were you talking about? Like I would do anything you say! I slapped your face because I wanted to assert my dominance over you, “Of course you didn’t tell me to get these glasses, you little freak. Does it make you feel sad though? Is little baby going to cry because they remind you of glasses you used to wear?”

You rubbed your cheek and gave me a considered look. There was a strange tone in your voice when you ignored my taunting and said, “Tell me the truth, where did you get the idea to start wearing glasses?”

I stomped my feet in anger, “It was my idea you loser! I turned myself into a pretty cheerleader so that you couldn’t resist being my boyfriend, but you were starting to get a little comfortable with our arrangement even with my constant bullying. So I had to take some initiative and remind you of your place!”

You completely ignored me as you muttered to myself, “This is unexpected… is it because I told you to be my perfect girlfriend? I have to admit that the only thing hotter than making you turn yourself into a sissy cheerleader is this nerdy sissy cheerleader look. Maybe it’s because you’re in love with me and know all my tastes…”

I slap you again, “In love with you?! What the fuck are you talking about?!” There’s no way I was in love with you! God!

A grin crossed your face as you rubbed your cheek again, “Of course… of course… I’m so sorry. You’re right. I really don’t want you to be madly in love with me and to cater to my every desire. It would be absolutely horrible!”

I felt my heart flutter again. In love with you? So ridiculous! I’m only pretending to be in love with you because I KNOW you hate it. ”Oh yeah? Well, I love you. I LOVE YOU!!!!! How’s that?”

“Please… please stop! I’m begging you, please don’t be in love with me!” You were laughing as you were begging me to stop, as if you were saying something funny. I had heard about this before though… I think it’s hysteria? When someone is so broken that they can’t control their emotions.

I grinned in response, knowing that I had completely broken you. ”That’s right, and there’s nothing you can do about it you sad little bitch.”

I redoubled my efforts to become the doting, loving girlfriend that I knew you hated. I even brought you home to my parents who were more than happy to embrace you as my ultimate bullying victim.

“My my, what a strapping young man,” Mom sarcastically remarked as she felt up your bulging biceps. Had you always been so big and strong? I had noticed that I was getting smaller than you because of my treatments to make me more girly, but I didn’t expect you to get bigger. I felt my heart thump again as an explanation popped into my head. Of course, you’re so devoted to me that you started working out to try to get me to really be attracted to you. As if!

The way that Mom lingered on your arm though… the sly, seductive look that she gave you… I recognized that look. Was she? No… she was just toying with you! She knew I was just toying with you to remind you what a little fag you were so she was joining in on my fun.

“You look like you could be on the football team,” Dad demurely remarked as sat down beside you and grabbed your thigh to give it a squeeze. I watched his hand slowly work its way up to your crotch and give your ‘package’ a squeeze, “You’re certainly big enough…”

There was a hungry look in his eyes that alarmed me. But then everyone in the room laughed and I knew that they were simply having fun at your expense. I bet you thought my parents actually thought you were manly for a moment! After everyone calmed down, you quietly replied, “There’s no way I could be on the team… not like your son.”

Dad practically beamed, “Oh yes, my pride and joy! He takes after me you know, but it seems like he quit football after he decided to make you his boyfriend.”

“Daddy!”, I squealed in embarrassment.

He laughed in response, “Sorry! I’m not supposed to refer to my ‘daughter’ as a male anymore, especially after the name change.” He smiled at me as he knew how committed I was to playing my part in your constant humiliation.

Mom came up to me and started to group my breasts, “Yes, ‘she’ even got these for ‘her’ dear ‘boyfriend’. I hope you’ve been enjoying them.” A giggle escaped her lips as we all laughed at your expense.

“Wow, I could say he likes it. He’s gotten, much, much bigger!”, Dad exclaimed as he continued to grope at your crotch.

I felt Mom whisper breathlessly in my ear, “It’s like you said, you have him eating out of the palm of your hand.”

I giggled and replied, “I told you, he’s pathetic.”

“You know what would be really humiliating? If you made him show us his cock. You said you’d pull his pants down all the time when you were younger, didn’t you?”

Pantsing you was a tradition! I nodded eagerly, not noticing the look of lust in Mom’s eyes as I turned to you and shouted, “Why don’t you show my parents how ‘big’ you really are!” You’re such a pansy with your massive cock. Everyone here knew that you’ve put it in my mouth and made me gag on it many times like a real queer.

“Baby, I really don’t want to show my cock to your parents…”

I smirked at you as you used my pet name.  That meant I really got under your skin! I shouted at you in response, “Baby gets what Baby wants, now take it out!”

You sigh and lean back as you nod to my father, “Your hand is already there, I guess you should take it out for me.”

Dad nodded, “Of course, that just makes sense.” He didn’t even hesitate to unzip your fly and reach in to grab your hard cock, pulling it out for us all to see.

My little clitty was already leaking. Even though the hormones and the cage had shrunk it so much, it still reacted to seeing the cock that I got to torture every day. But I didn’t expect to see wet spots forming in my parent’s pants. They always supported my plan to bully you so it made sense that your pathetic cock would get them excited on my behalf.

“Okay it’s out, but it’s not like you want to make me show your parents what a devoted boyfriend I am, do you?!”, I hear you ask with a mocking tone.

I hurried to my knees and crawled toward you until I was in front of your cock and give it a delicate kiss as my father held onto it. I watched as Dad continued to stroke your cock as Mom dropped to her knees beside me and stared intently at me as I slowly worked your head into my mouth and sucked on it like a lollypop. I gave Mom a knowing look as my tongue danced around your cockhead, making you groan, which only made her and Dad laugh. Just like my classmates, they enjoyed watching you get humiliated by me as well.

“Don’t make your mom join you in a double blowjob… that would be too much!”

Mom didn’t even wait before she gently shoved me away. I felt your cock pop out of my mouth and she quickly gobbled it up like it was the most natural thing in the world. I wanted to say something, but I realized that having my mother tease your cock was great way to humiliate you. It wasn’t enough that I control your cock, my entire family should as well.

I leaned in and gently nudged Mom, giving her a kiss as she released your cock and started licking my tongue down the side of your massive member until I reached Dad’s hand. I could see that Mom was doing the same on the other side of your cock and it didn’t take long before we synced up and started to vigorously lick up and down.

You continued to moan but you seemingly ignored us as you turned your attention to Dad, “I really don’t like having your family take my cock like that… I can’t believe you’d let your daughter blackmail me.”

Dad laughed and responded, “You’re such a loser though. What kind of man would let his bully and her mom work your cock like they own it?”

“You’re… ugh… you’re right. But at least this will all be over when we graduate.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well you’re all so wealthy that I’m sure your daughter can go to any school she wants. It’s not like I’m going to be able to follow her to one of those schools.”

“Hah! You really think you can escape our family so easily? I’ll force you to take my money so that you’ll be with my daughter and she’ll be able to control you for much longer!”

I could feel you reach down for my head to hold me and Mom in place as you spasm in front of us and proceed to make your cum rain down on our heads. It was glorious, making your pathetically massive cock spurt it’s load all over our faces. You were always so easy, and with Mom’s help, you didn’t even last that long.

You start yelling at Dad as you pull on my hair to bring me closer so that you can wipe your cock clean on my face. ”You can’t be serious… that’s another four years of having her force her mouth on my cock! I’m sorry, but that’s too much!”

“I’m going to draw up the paperwork and make sure you both go to the same school. You wouldn’t dare fight me on that, would you, boy?”

“No… no… of course not…”

Dad looked down at Mom and pulled her up off the ground, “Dear, why don’t you share some of that cum with me? Just so this boy knows exactly who the real man is here.” Mom only grunted in the affirmative as she continued to enjoy the after glow of forcing you to cum. I swore she must have came just from being able to manipulate your cock so easily. Dad hungrily licked at Mom’s face, making sure that you could see him take your cum into his mouth and swallow it. God, what a real alpha man… no wonder I was so amazing, I learned everything from Dad after all.

“A real man would be able to pay his own way, but obviously you’re not a real man, so my money would be a great way to remind you that you’re not only inferior to my ‘daughter’, but to the rest of us as well.”

You seemed resigned to your fate as you leaned back against the couch and let you a sigh, “You’re right… a real man would be able to pay for everything he needs, but you’re not going to force your money on me are you? I don’t need a reminder of how inferior I am to a real man like you.”

“God you really deserve to be bullied, pleading for mercy like that. Just for that, I’m going to give you my new car. Every time you drive it, including taking my daughter on expensive dates that I’ll pay for, you’ll be reminded of your place beneath us.”

As my ‘boyfriend’, I made you chauffeur me around everywhere in the car you were now forced to drive. What a mark of shame for everyone to see you in it, knowing that it was given to you and that you could never have afforded it on your own. I made you buy me some expensive clothes, and even forced you to buy some new suits so that every time you dressed up for our fancy dates, I could put you in your place by making you wear one of the thousand dollar suits that Daddy’s money paid for. It didn’t take long for everyone to know that our family owned you.

The family fun wasn’t contained to my parents though, I made you invite me to your hovel so that I could meet your mother. It wasn’t much a surprise that you lived in what I would only describe as a shack, especially compared to my parents’ home, but when I found out your mom was nothing more than an office drone it wasn’t much of a surprise. Only a pathetic woman who would get knocked up as a teen and drop out of high school could raise an equally pathetic boy like you.

I smiled sweetly at your mother as a good ‘girlfriend’ should, pretending that I was worried about how she would receive me. As if I cared about her opinion. ”It’s nice to meet you ma’am,” I said as we entered your home.

You turned to me and said, “Are you really going to sit here and not pay attention to us while we talk? I’ve went along with everything you and your family have asked for already… the least you could do is be a good guest!”

I rolled my eyes at you and stomped over to a cheap looking sofa and sat down, pulling out my phone to absentmindedly scroll through many of the blackmail pictures and videos that I made you take of our blowjob and mutual masturbation sessions. I especially loved the newer ones when Mom and Dad got involved as well, where the three of us would set up in my parent’s master bedroom and masturbate with each other like all good families did. 

Our favorite way to tease you was when I would 69 with Dad. I’d occasionally look up from my Dad’s cock and say something like, “This is what a real man’s cock looks like. And this how a real man get’s a blow job.. something you’d never understand!”. All the while Dad would lick at my clitty through my cage, beaming in pride at how his little baby had turned out as I took a role as your ‘master’ by forcing you to date me. Mom would masturbate in front of us, making sure her gaping pussy was visible to you. Other than porn, that was the closest you’d ever get to seeing a real pussy after all, and she loved to tease you with her wet, sopping hole.

I basically ignored their conversation as I stared at the video, rubbing my nub of a clitty through my cage but knowing that I could only edge myself since I needed to save my sexual energy for the next blowjob I’d give you or the next masturbation or family session that I’d have.

“This… this is the boy that’s been bullying you?”, your Mom tentatively asked.

“Not much of a ‘boy’ though, is she?”, you snidely reply as you pat my head.

“How are you doing this?”

“I’m not really sure. One day I woke up and found out that I could tell people what to do and they’d do it.”

“This is crazy… but… I can’t imagine that your bully would willingly turn himself into… into your girlfriend of all things. Or that his family would give you all that money. But if what you’re saying is true, don’t you think this is too much? What else have you changed?”

“Just some people to make them ‘better’. No one at school picks on me anymore… and haven’t you noticed how much everyone at your office loves you?”

“You… you changed my coworkers? My friends?”

“Mom, I even changed your boss! Why do you think you got that raise and promotion. It’s not like you were going to get one on your own.”

I heard a smack, but I didn’t look up from my phone to see what had happened. Your mom started to yell though, “I… I didn’t raise you like this! To exploit people! You’re a good boy! I worked so hard to make sure you had everything you could need!”

“Mom! Why do you think I did all that for you? You deserve it!”

“I clearly don’t! At least you don’t think so if the only way I got any recognition at work is because of whatever it is you did to everyone at my office! And what you did to this boy… it’s… it’s sick!”

I heard you sigh loudly, “Mom, this is for your own good.”

“Wait… what are you… no! Stop!”

“Mom, you’re happy with my new powers and everything I’ve been able to do with them. You’re proud of the fact that I’ve been able to make a new life for myself.”

Your mother scoffed, “Of course I’m proud of you, you’re my little champ.”

“You also don’t mind what I’ve done to my bully. After all, he deserves everything that I’ve done to him.”

“Yes, the son of a bitch was bullying you so much. I tried my best to get the school to stop, but they wouldn’t do anything! I’m so glad that you’ve been able to put him in his place.”

There was a long pause before I heard you say her words back at her, “Son of a bitch… yes, his mother really is a bitch isn’t she? Mom, only terrible parents could raise such a terrible child. You hate them as much as you hate my little slave here.”

“God yes, they’re terrible people! I hope you’re punishing them too!”

“Yes Mom, but you can help me with that. I thought of the perfect way you could help me and you could also get the home that you always deserved…”

I felt you pat my head again as you leaned down and whispered in my ear, “You think so little of me that you’re not even going to remember any of this are you?”

“Why would I care about you or your mom? You’re both such losers.”

“Oh yes, yes we are… go back to your blackmail videos, Baby. I’ll tell you exactly when I want you to remember what has happened to you.”

Of course I’d be watching my videos. You’re such a moron!

What happened next felt like such a whirlwind that I hardly knew what was going on. Not that it mattered to me anyway, I suppose. My parents got an annulment, saying that their entire marriage was a lie and my family was suddenly torn apart. I was concerned at first, but they told me it was all part of their plan to help me continue to control you. 

I didn’t get it at first until I found out that Dad was going to get married to your mom. That’s just perfect! Not only would you be under my thumb, but now your skank of a mother would be Dad’s control and be totally dependent on him. Not only that, but now you’d be living in my house so I’d be able to keep an eye on you all the time!

The marriage was quick and dirty, little more than signing some paper work, but it didn’t matter since it was official all the same. My Dad even made sure to sign over most of his assets to your mom so that she knew exactly who wore the pants in the relationship. In fact, after it was official, Dad made us all watch as he broke in your mom for their ‘wedding night’. He told her to put on a huge strap-on while he bent over his fancy office desk and held his ass open with his hands.

“Put that cock in my ass, you little whore!”, Dad yelled at your mother.

“If you say so… dear,” your mother meekly replied as she slowly inched forward and slide the monster strap-on into his tight ass. I heard Dad let out a manly yelp as he took his new wife for the first time. God, it was so hot watching him be so manly and fuck his new wife! I watched as he vigorously fucked her, backing up his ass against your mother’s body and pulling himself forward, over and over again, until he started screaming like an animal… like an alpha predator conquering his prey!

It wasn’t long before he exploded all over his desk, his massive manly cock spraying its virile seed like a fountain. I watched as Dad carefully bent down and lap up his cum, like a good alpha man should. His spunk was the strongest spunk in the world… I knew because I had tasted it often enough! So I wasn’t surprised that he’d want to eat it himself. Waste not, want not!

He then turned around and dropped to his knees in front of your mother, slowly taking her strap-on in his mouth as he cleaned it off. ”Now thank me for breaking you in and giving you the hard fucking you’ve been begging for since your pathetic son was born.”

Your mother seemed to take some pleasure in playfully wiping her strap-on against Dad’s face, but she quickly replied in a sweet, docile voice, “Yes dear… thank you for fucking me. It was the best pounding I’ve ever had.”

I turned to face you with a grin on my face, knowing that your life was so much worse now that we were ‘family’.

As for Mom, she decided to stick around the household as your mother’s new personal maid. She even wore a French maid’s uniform and everything! It was all couture of course, more expensive than anything your mother wore, to remind you and your mother of your true place in our new family. But having a maid that was better dressed that her would constantly remind her of her inferiority, just like how being your girlfriend meant you couldn’t escape the fact that you were just a sissy fag. 

Even when Mom was on the ground cleaning your mother’s new stilettos with her tongue, she exuded so much class that she put your mother to shame. I knew Mom would be serving your mother in other, more intimate ways as well. What kind of woman would let herself be seduced by another woman? I guess your pathetic queerness was genetic!

You were clearly unhappy with the new family dynamic, but nothing prepared you for the shock you felt when Dad told you about your new living arrangements.

“You can’t be serious?! I love my mom so I didn’t say anything when she married you, but there’s no way I’m going to call you ‘Dad’ and I’m certainly not going to live in the same room as her!”, you shouted as you pointed at me.

“Listen, ‘son’, I’m your father now. It’s clear why you turned out to be such a fucking wimp, because you didn’t have a real man in your life. That changes now! You’ll do as I say and move into your new ‘sister’s’ room!”

“This is insane! The house is big enough that I can have my own room! You’re telling me that I can’t have any time away from her? Isn’t it enough that she’s made me her boyfriend and that I’ve been doing everything she tells me? Now I can’t even sleep without her torturing me?! Hell, there’s only one bed in her room!”

Dad smirked in response to your outburst, “That’s right. My baby girl will explain the new sleeping arrangements, isn’t that right baby?”

I gave you a toothy grin, “Oh yes Daddy, he’ll know exactly where he’ll be sleeping soon enough.”

“Mom, you’re okay with this?!” You say as your turn to your mother. You’re such a momma’s boy!

Your mother smiled at you and confirmed your worst nightmare, “That’s right. I expect you to obey your step-father. He’s the man of the house now. Besides, you two are so close already… It shouldn’t be too much trouble, right?”

You didn’t have much choice and stomped away from all of us and into my room as I gleefully followed behind you.

I watch as you fling open my closet, “I mean look at this… all your cheer uniforms and dresses! And this! How many pairs of heels do you need?!”

I rolled my eyes at you and gave you a shove, “You’re such a failure in life that you wouldn’t understand what it’s like to put your full effort into anything.”

“I’m sorry I’m not crazy enough to spend all day thinking about my clothes and my makeup just so I can bully and blackmail a poor kid!”

“If you had half the dedication I had, maybe you wouldn’t be so pathetic and I wouldn’t have picked on you. But now look where you are, living in my house, under my Dad’s rule, and now you’re trapped with me for good.”

You look at my bed and tentatively ask, “Okay, but where am I supposed to sleep. You don’t expect me to sleep in the same bed as you, do you? Despite what you call me, I’m not gay!”

“What kind of straight guy lets a man suck his cock huh?” I laughed and gave you a little shove so that you fell onto the bed. I jumped in after you and forcefully pressed my body against yours, my face inches away from yours. ”Now put your arms around me, the way that I make you do it when I tell you to hug me at school.”

I could tell that you were about to say something, but you think better of defying me and wrap your arms around my small frame, pulling my body against yours. I could feel my clitty rub up against your growing bulge. So fucking pathetic, getting hard by simply having me against you. You’ll live in constant torment at how much of a pansy you are now that I can tease you every day and every night.

“This is how we’ll sleep from now on… or, maybe this way too!” I quickly shuffle around so that my pert little ass was grinding against your now engorged member and pulled your arms around me so that your hands rested on my perfect artificial breasts. I made sure to wiggle my butt so that you could feel every bit of me. I bet being so close to my asspussy was making your pathetic cock leak precum. I’m sure you were a virgin, so this was probably as close to asspussy as you’ve ever been.

“You can’t seriously want me to spoon you like this?”

“Every fucking night! And you better not cum in your pants! Although I’m sure you’re so pathetic that premature ejaculation is second nature to you!”

With that settled, you and your mother formally moved into our house as our perpetual captives. I did have so many clothes that there was nowhere to put the clothes that Dad had bought for you, so we stored them in one of the guest rooms. As our new maid, Mom would take care of the laundry and make sure that they were always clean and pressed, so that you had no excuse not to wear your metaphorical badge of shame.

Dad had your mother completely whipped by the time she settled in. We were rich enough that she didn’t need to work her pathetic job anymore, so she spent her days being tortured by my mom with her constant attention, pampering, and from what mom told me, extensive pussy licking. I loved hearing stories of how my mom would lick your mother’s clit, making her orgasm several times until she spurted on my mom’s face. Like mother, like son!

But if that wasn’t enough, the first thing Dad did when he came home was grab your mom and drag her to their bedroom where he gave her a hard pounding. He had no shame and didn’t care that we heard him when he yelled things like, “Put that cock in my ass you dumb bitch!” or “I’m going to pound your cock into my ass so hard until you beg me to stop!”. I’m sure your mom hated the rough sex, but it’s not like she had any choice! She was so thoroughly trapped in Dad’s web that she had no other option but accept her place as Dad’s plaything.

I even took the time to toy with your mother as I started calling her ‘Mommy’ in front of you. I was always so sweet and charming toward her that I’m sure she considered me her favorite. At least, she always told me that she always wanted a cute child like me. I bet you hated that, especially since my Dad constantly treated you like shit and made your life miserable by giving you a big allowance or taking you out with him to introduce you as his new son to his friends and letting them laugh at how pathetic you were. I could only imagine how miserable you were at Dad’s fancy private club!

The way that my Dad dominated ‘Mommy’ was inspiring though and gave me an idea. One evening before we went to sleep, I made sure to “forget” my panties under my pink babydoll nightie. As we laid on my bed in each other’s arms, I slowly made out with you as I had forced you to many times. You didn’t even resist anymore when I pushed my tongue into your mouth and probed you. I knew it would get you hot and bothered, because you were such a fag that my mere touch would always get you going.

Usually that just meant getting you nice and hard but not allowing you any release… at least not until the morning until I forcefully woke you up with a blowjob.

But tonight was going to be different. After I was sure your cock was as hard as a diamond, I turned around so that you could spoon me. But as you locked your arms around me, I yanked down on the band of your pajama pants and freed your cock from its silk prison. I practically exploded in my cage when I felt your cock smack against my butt, but that wasn’t the mission. Without a second thought, I shuffled around and backed into you until your pathetic cock was inside my asspussy. I could hardly contain myself as I started to rape you, the same way that my dad took your mom, forcing your cock inside me.

Maybe you could bring yourself to pretend that my blowjobs were from a hot girl. But there was no way that your stupid little brain could escape the fact that your cock was now inside another man’s asspussy!

I felt you struggle, but it was so weak that it didn’t amount to much. You whimpered, “Please stop! This is going too far! I… I’ll tell your dad!”

I laughed as I continued to back into your cock, forcing you to fill my bowels with your massive member. ”You really think he’ll believe you? I can fuck anyone I want, why would I rape a pathetic loser like you? If anything, everyone will think that you took advantage of me! I’m sure you’d LOVE that wouldn’t you, for everyone to think that you got so desperate that you would rape another man. In fact, I want you to tell my Dad and ‘Mommy’ so that they’ll know what a pathetic gay boy you are!”

“Oh god… you… you can’t make me do that!”

“Then shut the fuck up and take it like the bitch you are. You’ve seen how my Dad takes your Mom. Just do it exactly like that until you cum and release your sad little load.”

I bucked hips back and forth, forcing his cock to slide in an out of my asspussy. I’m sure it hurt to have your virginity taken so forcefully, but you knew better than to make any noise. Besides, it didn’t take long for you to cum and fill me with your seed. Moments later I had my own mind-numbing orgasm, but I bit my lip as my clitty spurted its manly juices onto my sheets. If you could keep quiet as I was raping you, there was no reason for me to wake everyone up either.

“Good little gay boy. I bet you liked that, didn’t you? Your mouth says no, but your body says yes. In fact, I bet you’re ready for another round.”

“Please… just let me sleep. I really don’t want to be fucked again.”

That did it. Your pathetic voice was enough to get me going again as I started to grind my ass up against you. I think I raped you two or three more times that night before we finally passed out from exhaustion. Dad would be so proud of me!

Raping you in our bed opened the floodgates and it didn’t take long before I would rape you in many different places. You were so broken that you didn’t put up any resistance anymore. Instead of forcing your cock into my mouth when we were at school, I’d drag you to the library stacks or the boy’s locker room and pull down your pants, exposing your cock to the world and plunging my asspussy onto it. Even when we went shopping for more outfits that I could use to cocktease you, I’d pull you into one of the dressing rooms and rape your cock with my asspussy before I modeled my new outfits for you.

God, it always felt good to take what was rightfully mine. Don’t get me wrong, the cock itself felt great inside me and there’s nothing like a tight, hard cock to fuck. But the fact that you were so were now so submissive… that I had torn apart any self-worth that you might have once had and turned you into my little fuck toy. That was the best feeling I’ve ever had. Even when I was dating my bestie, the sex we had paled in comparison to the sex I was having now. I felt strong, powerful, more manly than I ever felt when I forced your cock inside of me. 

And the feeling of having your hot seed shoot inside me, as if I was breeding you and making you give me your baby? Just perfection.

By the time prom rolled around, you didn’t even put up a fight when I reminded you that I was going to force you to take me as your date. ”Anything you want, Baby,” you’d always say to me. You were just so broken that I could have told you to take rip off my cheer uniform and fuck me in front of the whole school at the big football game and you would have done it.

We were both dressed to the nines of course, and I made you buy me an expensive corsage – with Daddy’s money since you didn’t have any! As you drove me in Daddy’s car while wearing one of the suits that Daddy’s money bought, I could tell that the whole evening was infuriating to you. I bet you pictured your senior prom much differently, maybe with a girl on your arms instead of another man? Hah… as if!

While you were dreading the evening, I was practically giddy because I had one last humiliation in store for you. Oh no, it wasn’t the fact that I made you slow dance with me in front of all the girls that you might have dated if I hadn’t taken control of you at the start of the year. Or the fact that I ruined your silly little prom suit by tearing apart your fly zipper so that I could get at your cock and force you into my tight little asspussy.

No… it was when they were announcing the king and queen of the prom. I knew that we were going to win, since I was the most popular guy in school and everyone knew that you were my bitch at that point. I could tell that you hated all the attention as we made our way to the stage to accept our crowns.

For what I had in mind, I wanted all those eyes on me though. I’m sure you hated it and were happy to scurry off the stage, but I grabbed your arm and stopped you in your tracks.

“Everyone… I have one little thing left I wanted to do before I let you all go back to the dance… and whatever else the lovebirds may be thinking of doing tonight!”

I heard some laughter as everyone looked at me expectantly. You shot me a curious look as you seemingly had no idea what I was planning. My lips curled into a cruel smile as I slowly dropped to one knee in front of you and reached into my bosom to pull out a small ring that I had hidden there earlier in the night. It was the wedding ring that Dad had given to my former mother, but she was just our maid now and really didn’t have any use for it so she was more than happy to hand it over when I asked her for it and told her what I had planned tonight.

I could see the look of horror on your face as you understood what was about to happen. You leaned down and whispered, “You can’t be serious?! We already live together… and your… I mean our Dad is forcing me to go to the same school as you next year! You can’t do this to me!”

Your words just made me more determined as I cleared my throat and loudly proclaimed in my raspy, high-pitched falsetto that I was so used to using now, “We’ve spent such a wonderful year together… and I know it’s a bit non-traditional, but will you marry me?”

I gave you a steely stare as if daring you to defy me. I could see the panic in your eyes as you stared out in the crowd as if hoping someone would save you. Instead, everyone just looked at you in anticipation of the only answer you could give. The deflated look that washed over your face practically made my clitty spurt my manly juices against its cage as I knew exactly what would happen next.

“Yes… yes Baby, I’ll marry you.”

I put the ring on your finger, permanently sealing your fate as I stood up and gave you a kiss. To keep up appearances, you quickly wrapped your arms around me and leaned in to kiss me back… a little more forcefully than you had ever kissed me before. I could hear the crowd cheering behind me as I felt your hands wander to my ass as you gave me a squeeze. There was malice in your voice as you whispered in my ear, “Baby, time to remember.”

What… what was going on? Where… where am I?

I could feel you turn my body so that we could face the audience and give them a little bow before you escorted me off the stage. Your arm was still firmly around my waist as you pulled me forward, “When my Mom couldn’t understand what I had done, I knew that I couldn’t trust anyone anymore… I had to make sure everyone saw what was going on as normal. Even letting you think you were in control played into the hatred you had for me. It’s been hilarious watching your cruelty being used for my pleasure! All those sick ways that you’ve been trying to ‘torture’ me, ‘forcing’ me to fuck you in your ass? It’s been wonderful… But what fun is it controlling everyone if no one knows what I’ve done?”

I tried to open my mouth to speak, but I couldn’t say anything. You led me back to the dance floor and gestured to a group of girls, the senior cheerleaders on my team. It was then that I noticed that they were all heavily pregnant… when did that happen? My girlfriend… no, my bestie noticed me and ran over to give me a hug, her pregnant belly practically crushing itself against my body. The other girls wobbled over to me as well to congratulate me on becoming engaged. 

My bestie smiled at me, “I know you said he would say yes to your proposal, but we were still a bit nervous! But when you asked us all to be surrogate mothers for your new fiancé’s children a few months ago, how could we say no to our favorite team mascot?” The other girls tittered as they agreed with what she had just said. 

I turned to look at you only to see you laugh in response, “Don’t worry, we’re still going to go to college together. It’s going to be great having you there with me as I live the college life you might have had. Our new ‘maid’ is going to look after the children while we’re away… and your bestie decided that she didn’t want to go to college anymore and would stay back to work as our milkmaid to make sure that our babies will be well fed. Isn’t that great?”

I could only smile in response as my bestie gave me another hug. ”Anything for you, bestie! Now if you’ll excuse us, we’re going to have a little fun before we call it a night. It’s hard being in these heels all night when your belly is so big!” The group of girls laughed in agreement as they wobbled away from us, leaving me alone with you.

You give me a kiss on my cheek and gleefully whisper to me, “I’m going to make you disappear again, but don’t worry, I’ll bring you back for our important moments… maybe our wedding day… or after we graduate and you decide that you want to be a housewife and spend the rest of your life taking care of my children and being my personal fuck toy? Definitely for our tenth anniversary…” 

You reach for the key around your neck and dangle it in front of me, “Who knows, maybe I won’t need this anymore because there won’t be anything down there to keep in a cage? I bet I could have this key melted into a nice wedding ring that you’ll cherish forever as another way that you ‘own’ me?” You pause to laugh at me and tuck the key back into your shirt, “Don’t you worry, we’re going to have so much fun together! But until then… Baby, you can stop remembering for the time being.”

I blinked a few times and leaned into you as I lost my balance. As I held onto you to straighten myself out, I could hear your meek pathetic voice pleading with me again, “Please don’t make me marry you… isn’t being your boyfriend for the next few years enough? You’ve already taken everything I have… my mom… my… my first time… I know I’m nothing but a stupid fag in your eyes, but please… please let me have my future.”

I laughed at you. It was mean, but I didn’t care. You absolutely deserved it.

“Oh, we’re going to have a magnificently expensive and extravagant wedding. One that will make every woman here jealous. I’m going to take what should be one of your most joyous moments and make sure you’ll always remember that I stole it away from you. Do you understand?”

You looked like you were about to stand up for yourself, but you obediently replied, “Yes… yes Baby.”

I reached over to grab at your crotch, groping at your pathetic cock that I now owned for the rest of your life. I loved the fact that your body was now mine, free for me to use whenever I wanted, and you just gave it up to me without a fight like the little bitch you were. ”Good boy. Now, I’m feeling horny and I want another round of your cock. Let’s go to the teacher’s lounge this time. If you don’t want it to hurt, you better make yourself hard, because I’m going to make you put your cock inside my asspussy and breed me with your cum whether you’re ready or not.”

The defeat in your voice was priceless, “I’ll do whatever you tell me to do, Baby.”

I grinned before reaching up to give you a forceful kiss, “You’re god damn right you will!”