Life of a Dominant Futanari W2 Ch. 23

Life of a Dominant Futanari week 2 Chapter 52/ 23: Swelled Head

The smile remained on my face, large and broad. I felt like I won a battle that had been going on longer than it should have been. Now Jake would have to seek me out for pleasure and no more trying to come up with tricks at this moment. He would do as ordered, or I simply wouldn't let him have my cock. Instead of ordering him to take my cock I would just order something else and refuse him access to it if he continues to disobey me. It was a major difference from what I was dealing with days earlier, and I wasn't sure if this would continue. Still, it was a much better change from what I was dealing with compared to before.

I was deep in studying as students filtered into the classroom. All of them minded their own business, talking to their friends as I continued to study in my seat all the things my shocked mind missed yesterday. I thanked the stars that I took the notes since there were things in the lesson yesterday that I am sure the teacher would be bringing up in the next test whenever that was.

I paused shortly later, though only about halfway through my notes, as I felt a presence beside me that seemed to want to cast a shadow over my work. I turned to see Sarah looking much less entitled now and was staring at me with a slight blush that I could see she was trying to fight back.

"H- Hi," Sarah said, much more nervous now, and I could see she was fiddling with her fingers. It was like she wanted to do something with her hands but couldn't make up her mind what it was supposed to be.

"Good morning, Sarah," I replied before turning back down to my books. This seemed to exasperate the situation that Sarah was in. She looked lost, and I sighed, deciding to save the girl this time since she was acting entitled to my attention. "Look, I need to finish my studying, and I am at an important junction. I am sure that we can talk later at some point. I am just busy at the moment. Okay?" I finished my tone sounding reasonable.

Sarah nodded, looking much happier, and I felt weird how this girl that I met went from entitled to so mousey after confessing. It was like her entire script was gone, and she didn't know what to say. I watched her go to her seat before looking down. I turned my attention to the notes in front of me and got into the meat of it.

Time quickly passed as I reviewed my notes and almost reached the end when the bell rang along with the teacher entering the class. I turned my attention to that, and I changed my notebooks and textbook to today's class.

Thank the heavens that the class passed quickly and the teacher once again never deviated from the textbook. It was annoying that this teacher taught the textbook religiously, but it also made the class really easy in the morning.

I yawned loudly as the bell rang and was partially glad it covered the sound of it. I was feeling more sleepy than I was used to since I didn't think I had given myself a full night of sleep this week. I was too busy pounding pussy into place for that.

I couldn't help but smirk thinking about it, and I stood up with another small yawn, but still, that smile returned to my face. It seemed to want to continue, and I wondered if Sarah thought that it might have something to do with her.

Sarah approached me again with a shy smile that seemed to catch me off guard each time. "H- hey, I was wondering if I could, um, like, Um, Sit with you for lunch, and we can spend some time to get to know each other better?" Sarah asked.

I internally winced; this girl kept choosing times that I wanted to fuck in order to talk. I kept that smile on my face as I contemplated, and I realized that I needed to get some control here. "Hey, Sarah," I said, gaining her attention, "I can't do this lunch period. Hell, I am so busy that my entire weekend is planned too." I told her honestly, seeing her disappointment. "How about this? I will make some time soon so that we can interact. I also think you need more time to think what you want out of this relationship or if you even want a relationship with someone like me." I told her, making the atmosphere more serious. "Think about it, and we can talk on Monday."

When I told her that we could talk Monday, her face lit up, and I didn't know how to deal with that. This girl, after confessing seemed almost like a wreak, and I didn't know what to do with her. She seemed painfully innocent in some ways, except I remembered that she told me that she masturbated all the time to the thought of my cock.

I watched her go, and I packed up my things quickly, knowing that I would probably be late for my next class if I didn't move soon. I yawned as I zipped up my bag seconds later and put it on my back, and moved towards my next class with another large yawn.

My tiredness was starting to catch up to me, and I felt tired as I reached the class and the bell rung just after I entered halfway to my seat. I almost sighed, but it was replaced with another yawn as the teacher came in and started without really waiting for anyone else.

I sat down quickly and pulled out my things while the teacher continued. I started my notes as soon as I could, my pen starting to write as fast as I could to catch up. My mind was tired, but my hand continued to move while I yawned without letting it become some huge event. The fact that my yawn seemed to catch on in the room was completely not my fault as the entire room seemed to have people yawning like the room had some contagious yawning virus.

It seemed I had infected the entire class, which was then making me yawn more to the point I was starting to get more annoyed than tired. Still, I kept up my notes, and the yawns continued until the bell rang throughout the room. There was a quiet cheer from all the students causing each other to yawn, and I let out a small cheer after yet another yawn. That yawn then caused another person to yawn again, even as I packed up my bag and almost tried to run out of the classroom.

I finally escaped my self-created yawning hell inside the classroom and yawned, heading towards the locker room. My smile had finally faded at this point, and after an hour of constantly yawning, my jaw felt a little sore. I wasn't even stopped in the hallways this time, and I wanted to sigh in relief.

Although Sarah was a good-looking woman, to say the least. Her attention and the way she insisted that I give her the attention was annoying at times. I clearly spelled out what I was about, too, and I could see the indecision in her tone. It was one thing that I liked about Alex a lot. She had made a choice that not only that she liked my cock she was willing to submit her body completely to me in return for that pleasure. Alex had even made a point of saying that it wouldn't affect her volleyball career before doing that submitting.

It was admirable in its own right that decision-making that she showed me. Her sexual appetite was large as well, to the point that it might even be actively harmful to her health at some points like this morning. I could see how much she wanted me to take her pussy deep and hard when her body needed recovery.

My thoughts came to an end when I entered the locker room and was startled by Tracy. My cock hardened, and I looked at her with lust, my tiredness a thought in the back of my mind. I looked at her body, seeing that enticing underwear that lined her breasts, leaving them outside for show and holding them up with leather. Her panties lined around her pussy that was dripping wet with her fingers spreading them open with her legs spread wide open. As she saw me enter, her lust-filled smile spoke how nervous she was moments before and how relieved she was now.

I could feel my cock pop out of my panties, thankfully doing no damage to the panties as it popped free. I felt my skirt buzz with a notification of a text. I ignored it as I looked at the gaze of the wanting woman in front of me. Tracy's smile grew larger seeing my reaction to her play even as in the back of my mind, I wondered how she beat me here this quickly to set this up.

That didn't matter at this moment as I turned and locked the door this time before taking a step toward her, and Tracy stopped smiling. "Mistress, I want your cock so bad down my throat. Please fuck my skank my mouth and feed me my lunch, please!" Tracy announced loudly, making me raise an eyebrow.

I didn't need to be asked twice, even as I wished that I had something to put some red on the white skin that was in front of me. I didn't care to sweat the small details at this moment, though, and I moved forward, my cock in hand as I stepped up close to Tracy, noticing her back leaning against a bench. I squatted down, and the head of my cock entered the warm depths of her head, and I didn't even notice that I was carrying a backpack with all my weights.

My lust seemed to fuel me forward, and I slapped her face lightly as she took a bit of my length into her throat. I could feel her moan as I took her throat with an increasing amount of inches as I felt her throat start to constrict on me. Tracy could now take more length, and the slow process of me fucking her throat was getting to me. I shoved myself from eight inches to twelve, making her moan even more as I pushed farther and farther until my balls touched her chin. I then started the process of pulling my cock out of her throat. It was a pleasurable experience as her tongue continued to work my shaft. I felt that pleasure rocket to my head as every inch left her throat, and she had her mouth open with tongue out for me.

I squatted, bringing myself down to her level even as my muscles strained. That didn't matter to me at this moment as I looked into those lust-covered eyes. "I have done this before, Skank," I told her; my own eyes felt covered in lust as I looked into her eyes. "You will breathe when ordered and hold it when I tell you." I didn't care if she responded. I stood slightly, my backpack weighing on me, and I lined my cock up again to her mouth. "Breathe in slut," I ordered.

I heard a sharp intake of air, and I shoved my cock in without warning plunging into the depths of my skank's throat. "Hold it, slut," I told her as I shoved myself deep down her throat and bottomed out quickly, my balls hitting her chin harshly. I barely felt it at this moment as feelings of domination overcame me. I felt like I held the life of my skank in my hands as I was sixteen inches down her throat. I pulled out halfway before plunging back into the depths of her without stop continuing to fuck her throat without reservation.

Still, I wanted this skank around longer for future pleasure, and I pulled out of her throat pussy with a pleasured smile, "Breathe skank. Two breaths." I ordered.

I heard her take in air and release it before pulling in another breath. My cock entered the depths of her throat quickly as soon as I heard the intake of air stop. I was surprised that Tracy could take it, and I knew Immeaditly at this moment that she was practicing on something. It didn't matter, though, as I bottomed out inside her throat and took my pleasure from her without remorse, quickly reaching the edge.

I pulled out, ordering her to breathe again, letting her have three breaths this time before I plunged back into the depths of her throat. I loudly moaned without thought, and soon I released deep into her throat, filling her stomach directly, my mind whiting out in the pleasure as I pressed my balls to her chin. My cock twitched inside her throat, and I pulled out even as I continued to ejaculate into her stomach as I pulled out. My release continued, and I let the remnants of my ejaculation finish in her mouth.

Tracy then did the same as Alex this morning and sucked out the remnants of the semen from my cock without orders. A low moan escaped my throat as I pulled my cock out of her mouth after she cleaned my urethra of semen. I pulled out and sighed with pleasure as I heard the pop only to freeze.

I heard a knock on the door, and Tracy did the same, freezing in the spot with the sudden interruption. My cock was still hard, and I wanted to fuck my skank at this moment, and I was tempted to say fuck the skank and screw the consequences.

Instead, I pointed at the showers, and I stood tall, turning back to the door. I heard Tracy get up, and instead of moving to the door, I turned to look at the floor, seeing a puddle of clear liquid where Tracy was before. I smirked, turned back to the door, and opened it with my cock still hard.

On the other side, I saw Alex. I saw a small smile on her face, and I moved aside. "Skank, come back out," I ordered, not caring at this moment if someone heard. Alex jumped, and I pointed to the corner as I closed and locked the door behind her. "You go sit in the corner, Sweety, I got a slut to fuck into submission, and you are not her," I told her, seeing the disappointment on her face.

Tracy came out, though, with a victorious smile coming back to the bench. Tracy wasn't even looking at me but Alex with the largest smirk. I wasn't putting up with that, though. While being dominated by me, no one could act like that, and I met her in the middle of the locker room, and my hand landed right on her dripping wet pussy.

Tracy yelped and no longer paid attention to Alex, who was undoubtedly very horny right now watching the show that was about to begin. I then had an idea and whipped out my phone from my skirt and opened it up. I noticed a text from Crystal, and it was a picture message. I didn't respond to it or open it at this moment. I knew that by this point, she would have found my note. I didn't need more lust to enter my mind at this point. Instead, I opened up the camera function and tossed it at Alex.

Alex caught it, looking at me confused, "Record this skank getting her pussy stretched out. I think this will be the first recording I send to your boyfriend in the future." I said with a smirk waking up Tracy. The emotion on Tracy's face was twisted. I could see that she wanted to object but not object to anything I said. It was an interesting development, and I wondered what changed that. I looked at Alex, and I wondered if it was that or the fact that I left her alone for a day when she was expecting action.

I saw her indecision, and I couldn't help but smile as I grabbed her by the neck. "What skank?" I asked, "Still have some feelings for that jock boyfriend of yours?" I asked, my tone leading.

It was the first time I confronted Tracy about her boyfriend's feelings that she was currently cheating on through blackmail. Now though, it didn't seem like blackmail was fueling this relationship. When I enter the locker room, and she is trying to seduce me, that kind of throws things into a new perspective.

That indecision stayed for a couple of moments, and Tracy opened her mouth. I stopped her from speaking by tightening my grip on her neck and pulling my finger on her saliva-covered lips. "No need to answer that, Skank." I told her with a vicious girn, "Instead, Alex over there is going to go into the side of my backpack and pull out a condom. Then I am going to shove every inch of my cock into your meat sleeve, and I will fuck you. It doesn't matter if you want to object at this moment, skank." I told her, and I heard footsteps and a tug on my backpack of someone entering the backpack on my back.

I looked at Alex's hand as she presented me with the condom. "Be a sweety, Sweety, and go ahead and put that on for me," I order with a charming sadistic grin. I continued to stare into Tracy's eyes, and she seemed to know she did something to piss me off. "Tracy, You are not high and mighty here. If I see you looking at my other playthings when I give you attention, I will stop giving you attention until you learn your place. Do I make myself clear?" I asked her, my tone threatening.

My hand remained tight around her throat, and I continued to stare at her until she finally nodded. In the meantime, while I was forcing a nod out of Tracy, I felt the condom start slipping onto my cock and lips, forcing it on. I was busy forcing out that nod, though that I made sure to stifle any outward show of pleasure while I put Tracy in her place.

My other hand moved when I got that nod with a finger moving down her cleavage down her soft stomach to her pussy that was dripping. It was clear that Tracy was still incredibly turned on, as was the other woman with her lips on my cock, now using her hand to take it down the rest of the way. When I felt the robber come down to my balls, I used the palm of my hand to push Alex back.

"Sweety, Record the skank," I ordered, hearing Alex backing up, and I started to use my hand to line up my cock to that dripping pussy while staring into her eyes.

"Mistress, I got a good angle!" Alex declared from somewhere in the locker room.

My grip loosened around Tracy's neck, and she took a breath. "Good," I acknowledge, "Don't touch yourself either otherwise, I will not touch you next week," I said, and I heard a gasp from somewhere in the room, letting me know how horrifying that punishment would have been.

I didn't care, though, as I shoved myself into Tracy without another word or warning. I could tell that Tracy was expecting it, but the sudden insertion of eight inches of me was always alarming when I didn't hold back. I felt the head of my cock scrap the back of her pussy with every inch, and I felt her lift her body up as her mouth gaped open even as I stared into those eyes.

I looked down into her eyes, seeing them tear up even as pleasure blasted through her making her eyes haze. Then I felt her spray liquids all over my cock as I shoved myself right up to the entrance of her womb. Her body twitched everywhere except where I held her still with my hand tight around her throat. Her mouth opened wordlessly, and I took that moment to spit into her mouth right onto her tongue. The urge had overcome me, and I did it without thought. Tracy didn't even seem to notice as I pushed against her cervix.

"You, Skank!" I half exclaimed, and I spat in her mouth again, "You need to learn to ask permission to cum," I didn't fully care, but Tracy was letting herself go, and I pulled out of her feeling her pussy mold to my cock at the weird angle since we were both standing. Her mouth seemed to open wider, and I plunged myself back into her from that weird angle. The pleasure from the new angle seemed to hit the head of my cock the most, rubbing her pussy wall all way up, hitting the cervix hard. This time the trained womb opened up and her pussy spasmed hard all over my cock. I continued to fuck her, pulling out of her womb and driving right back it hitting the back of her at an angle that I never hit before.

Tracy looked back up at me; her eyes looked as uncomprehending as the rest of her expression. Her body rampaged in pleasure as her body shook. I loosened my grip on her throat, and in return, she finally started to scream out in ecstasy. My hand quickly covered her mouth, shutting her up from bringing others to her aid.

I didn't stop, though, and I shoved my cock in and out of her, grunting to cover up the ecstasy that I was feeling. Pleasure flooded my head, and I continued to pump my hips to cover the skanks mouth as she cried out in pleasure into my hands.

It didn't matter, though, as I continued to fuck her even as I felt her spasm until it didn't stop spasming. This new position standing seemed to scrape all along the back of her pussy brought so much pleasure she entered a cycle of non-stop orgasms. Her spasming even made it difficult for me to push through. I didn't care, though, as I just used more strength to plunge into her depths without regard until I hit my peak, and I grunted loudly, echoing into the room, releasing my load into her without regard. A moan overtook my grunt as my hips thrust without thought as I released into her.