Bobcat's in Heaven

We all lay there, temporarily spent.

"Did you hear him then?" said Margot, "He's certainly getting at home with the cocktails."

I began to reassess the situation. I could accept their power as an employer and carry on faking the zombie. Or, I could confront them and may be not lose my job if I gather evidence like the drugs and films. Or, I could suggest we continue without using Betty's Buzz to knock me out! At least for now, I'll just accept that Friday night is sexual delight and relax. Then Betty spoke.

"Most of the girls go home next weekend so we have more time to give Bobcat a special treat. We might try to improve his fucking?"

Margot replied, "Yes. He felt especially hot tonight. We should shave him again too."

Shave me again? Shave me again!

Then lots of things fell into place. I remembered waking up one Saturday morning to find I had a complete Brazilian. When I went to the shower, my pubic hair was everywhere and one of my razors. I thought I must have done it after too much alcohol but they had done it! And then they had deliberately put the hair and razor in my shower knowing I'd be confused. That made me mad. Particularly as I so loved being shaven that I had thought it was my own idea. I felt angry but it was slightly softened because I still felt so horny

Margot said, "I'll take him back, it'll wear off soon." That gave me time to put myself back in zombie mode.

She carried my clothes and walked me to my rooms. The corridor wasn't shared with anybody else. She placed the clothes by my bed and put on the shower. She pulled me towards the cubicle saying, "Let's get that oil off you -- hey, are you ever going to lose your hard dick?" and she then took hold of my balls to steer me into the warm water.

I let her wash me and noticed all the places that she lingered for her own pleasure. I didn't think about it but it must have come from my earlier anger. I took her breasts in my hands and squeezed them. I ran my hands over her shoulders, through her hair and down her back. She made a little sigh and said, "That's more like it Bobcat, but save it for next week."

As I put my hand between her legs she said, "Bobcat, stop".

I ignored her. I lifted her up and placed her on my dick and she said words that were very rude for a Principal. I made sure my face had a big zombie smile and pushed her against the shower wall and fucked her very fast, deep and aggressive, stirring within her like Betty had stirred herself using me. Every time I felt like coming I said in a robotic voice, "Bobcat, Don't Come!"

Eventually I came inside her, stepped back from the wall and let go of her. She had to grab at my neck to stop falling backwards. All of her weight was on my dick and she was much shorter than me. I just stood still while she took in the situation of being impaled. It was her potion that kept me hard, so she had to deal with it. She had to put her arms round my neck and pull herself up off me. As she did so I kept pushing up into her so that she had to sink back onto me again.

Finally, I let her lower herself to the shower floor. She looked shocked and as she backed out, she turned off the shower and said, weakly and unconvincingly, "Bobcat, go to bed."

As she closed the door I had to smile when the thought went through my mind that Betty would probably be very jealous. I looked forward to the endless possibilities and excitement of next Friday but did not in any way imagine the shock I was going to get when I walked into their flat and saw who was there!