Wednesday, October 23, 2024

Gabby’s Pet

Gabby’s Pet

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I let out heavy sigh, having moved the last piece of furniture out of the way.

In front of me stood Gabby, the girl next door. She was wearing an elegant black bikini, flaunting her toned body at me in smug satisfaction. The straps of her top clung tightly to her perky breasts, her nipples poked through in anticipation. I reluctantly peeled my shirt off, revealing my scrawny body.

"Wow you look pathetic." Gabby smirked.

I looked down in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

This may have been a bad idea...

"Ok, here's the deal.” She declared. “First one to tap loses, and loser has to be the winners pet!"

Gabby stepped close to me and smiled. She pressed her index into my chest adding slight pressure. A chill ran through my body feeling her strength from just one finger.

“Ok?” she whispered.

"O-K..." I stammered, unable to argue.

"Good!" Her hands shot out pushing me to my knees. Before I realized what happened she grabbed my head forcing my neck between her thighs.

Their soft texture enveloped me, filling my nose with her sweet smell. She straightened her body into a standing head scissor.

"Oh, god, no...." my eyes widened realizing my situation.

"Relax...it won't hurt that bad..." Gabby giggled, swaying her hips side to side. "Just relax…”

The muscles in her thighs exploded. Pain shot through my body; my ears rang as I felt the blood pool in my head. The only sound to be heard was Gabby’s wicked laughter as I clawed helplessly at her rock-hard thighs. 

No way, already!? I’m going to lose this fast!?

Gabby smiled down at me in sadistic pleasure.

"Wow, you really are pathetic" She giggled—not letting up on the pressure. I could feel my arms give way from exhaustion, I mustered up what strength I had and tapped furiously on her leg. She laughed some more.

Am I really this weak!?

Gabby ignored my taps, leisurely pulling up the straps of her bikini giving herself a wedgie. She then gently massaged her perfect exposed buttocks.

"Aw… poor thing. Are you scared?" she laughed. 

Tears streamed down my face, this wasn’t a game, she could kill me if she wanted and there was nothing I could do.

The pressure of her thighs pressed against my neck made it painful to speak.

“Gabby, I tapped! Please…”

“Aw beg me more…”

I thought to protest, in the same instance the pressure on my neck increased.

No way she’s holding back?!

“Hurry up...” Her voice was cool, she was in full control.

Gabby… please” I labored.

She looked down at my pathetic red face giving me a beautiful smile.

"I win." she cooed

She parted her thighs, releasing me to the ground. I coughed and sputtered, greedily sucking in air. I’ve never felt so small.

Gabby turned, picking the wedgie out of her succulent ass. She turned back around and looked at me. A faint sheen of sweat glistened on her highlighting her gorgeous body

"You're mine now." She leaned down and grabbed me by the chin pulling me close, her face inches from mine. My eyes immediately looked down in submission.

"Now listen up, you're going to follow every rule I tell you to without question” She smiled. "Do you understand me puppy?"

I nodded, my heart beating wildly.

"Good!" She let go of my chin and sat down on the sofa.

"Here's the rules for today, you're going to call me 'Master', and when I say sit, you'll sit! Got it?"

I nodded again.

"And no talking, dogs don’t speak, got it?" She smirked.

I nodded again, biting my lip.

She can’t be serious!?

"Yes master?” She ordered, smiling down at me. Feeling conflicted, I answered.

"Yes, Master." I yipped.

"Wrong!" She reached back and slapped me hard across the face, sending me sprawling onto the floor. I clutched my now burning cheek in shock.

"Get up!" she ordered, staring down at my scrawny body.

I reluctantly rose back up and faced her.

"SIT!" she snapped.

I dropped to my hands and knees, staring at the carpet below me.

"Good puppy." She patted my head. "Stay like that until I say otherwise."

I trembled at her words.

"Now, repeat after me: Gabby has every right to beat me, because I am not worthy of being her pet.”

"Gabby has every right to beat me, because I am not worthy of being her pet" I answered, my face burning with shame.

“Wrong again” Gabby’s hand slammed into my cheek once more sending me sideways. I quickly straitened up; the sting of her slap rang through my body.

What do I do?! I began to panic, this was cruel.

“Aw poor puppy…does it hurt” Gabby folded her legs and looked down at me. She shot up her hand in another slapping motion causing me to recoil in fear. 

"Aw is the puppy scared?” She teased. “Want me to put you to bed?” My heart raced at her question. A feeling of dread crept over my body.

Please, not that.... A lump formed in my throat.

"Turn around and kneel" She commanded, smiling ear to ear. She raised her right hand in the air as a warning, forming a flex with her other arm. The pop of her toned bicep made my stomach turn.

I swallowed hard and obeyed, a tinge of hope filled me as I turned.

Maybe she’ll go easy on me, I’m obeying her…

My hope was dashed as I felt her powerful arms creep around my neck. My heartrate accelerated.

"Shh...shhh...” Gabby's arms closed around my neck in a sleeper hold.

"Don't struggle. It'll be ok" she whispered.

Her grip tightened; a wave of panic washed over me. I tried to breathe but my lungs couldn't expand. The pain of suffocation took over.

“It's ok..." She soothed.

My vision began to blur, my mind spinning out of control. The world around me started to fade.

"Gabby..." I managed to choke out, barely able to keep my eyes open. "I'm sorry, please don't..."

"Who's a sleepy boy..." She smiled, stroking my hair.

My consciousness began to fade.

The room spun as she held me tighter.

"Want me to count you down?” She taunted, flexing her bicep into my neck. I shook my tear-stricken face in protest. She ignored me and began.

"One...two..." She whispered; my vision began to blur.

"Three...four" She nuzzled her cheek into my hair, I felt myself drifting.

"Five...six..." She continued, counting down slowly. 

"Seven...eight..." She laid a few soft kisses on my head, displaying her full dominance over me. My arms fell limp as strength left my body 

"Nine...ten!"

Finally, the darkness overtook me. The last thing I heard was a sweet whisper. 

“Sleep well little puppy...”

 




Monday, January 15, 2018

April's Match

The ding of my doorbell rang through the house. It was probably my online dating match. I had suggested we go out for coffee but she insisted we meet here. Her profile was a bit strange but she was really cute so I didn’t let it bother me. I approached my front and looked through the peep hole. Sure enough it was her. She had a big smile on her face. Her hair was tied in a ponytail. The rest of her body was wrapped in what looked like a night robe.

“Hang on a sec.” I fumbled with the front door before opening it.

“Hey, welcome to my home. You’re April right?”

“Yep, nice place you got here.”

She pushed past me letting herself in. I noticed she was barefoot. Her ponytail bounced on her back as she walked. 

“W-wait for me.” I closed to door behind her and followed. She made her way to my kitchen and began rummaging through my fridge.

“Hey hold on, you’re my guest I can serve you.” She ignored me and began loading up on beer.

“Hey we just met, you shouldn’t go through a strangers things—“

I stopped speaking and gaped to the sight in front of me. While taking a long sip of my beer April let her robe drop. She was wearing nothing but a thin purple bikini. I gasped at her slender body. Her arms looked soft yet firm. Toned bunches of muscle poked through her skin. Her chest was small and perky. It pushed slightly at her bikini top. On her tummy was the faint outline of a six pack. She turned around and continued to drink, showing me her back. It was smooth yet muscular. Below that her bikini was wedged into her bottom displaying her round bouncy cheeks. Her Thighs looked more muscle than fat. They were supported two cute bare feet.

“You ok dude, your mouth is hanging open.”

I snapped out of my daze. Bikini or not this was technically stealing right?

“H-here why don’t you go to the living room and I can bring you something.”

I reached out to grab her arm. In a flash her own arm extended forward. I was yanked toward her with surprising strength. In a single maneuver my head became trapped.

“Whoa man, don’t scare me like that.” Holding me with one arm she took another sip of her beer.

“Wait, what are you doing—“My words were cut off as her bicep exploded into my neck. It created a stinging pain in my head causing me to whimper. I gripped at her arm with my hands but couldn’t pry it off.

“If it hurts too much let me know, we just met so I don’t want to break you yet.” She bounced her body applying another level of pressure, her hair and chest moved in unison. Unable to free myself, I began tapping her arm in submission.

“Hold on, I give.”

She let go dropping me to the floor. Kneeling down, she gave my head a few pats. Her crotch was inches from my face. I became overwhelmed with mixed messages.

“It looks like I made a good match for today.” She stood up and stepped over me. “I’ll be in the living room, bring me something to eat will you.”

I watched her walk away from my spot on the floor, her backside bounced as she moved. [I]Hold on a second, did she just over power me?[/I] I shuddered as reality set in. Today was supposed fun. Instead I’m being ordered around by some girl in a bikini. I pulled myself up and peeked into the living room. She was laid out on the couch flipping through channels. Apparently I was supposed to bring her something to eat. But after being overpowered my pride took over and I stomped in to give her a piece of my mind.

“H-hey, maybe we should do the date somewhere else…” Wait, that’s not what I wanted to say. And why was I shaking?

“Nah I like it here. Hurry up with my snack. And bring another beer while you’re at it.” She adjusted her bikini straps and continued flipping through channels.

“D-don’t you think you’re a little out of line, this is my house you can tell me what to do.”

She yawned and laid on her back looking up at me.

“No it’s the opposite, weak boys like you can’t tell me what to do.” She put her arms together and stretched, flexing her abs and biceps. Her bare skin rippled with tone muscle before returning to smooth silk. I suddenly felt small.

“I always make sure to match with pathetic losers. While else would a girl like me agree to go out with you? You’re like free butlers, it really helps me unwind.” She tuned back over and faced the TV. “Now chop chop with the snacks, you can stare at my body while you serve me.”

Her words stabbed at my pride. I need to stand up for myself. I swallowed hard summing up some courage.

“I-I’m not weak…” unfortunately, what came out of my mouth was exactly something a victim would say.

“Yeah yeah, I know.” She stood up from my couch and walked up to me. there was a cold sweat running down my back.

“H-hold on—“The air was knocked out of me by a swift punch to my gut, I doubled over and cried in pain.

“Defend yourself strong boy.” She smiled down at me. I strained to get up. Girl or not, if I don’t fight back I’ll be in trouble. I balled my fist and sent a punch towards her own gut. It smacked into the palm of her hand. She wrapped her fingers around it and began to push down.

“I’m guessing that’s all you got right?” She stepped forward with one foot and applied more pressure. I once again moaned in pain.

“Stop, stop, I give.”

“Nah, you said that last time, but I still didn’t get my snack.” She inspected the nails on her other hand as she held me down. “Your type has to be taught the hard way.”

My heart started thumping. I let someone very dangerous into my house. Out of desperation I sent out my other fist which was easily caught in her other hand. She took another step forward pushing me down to my knees. Her bikini once again rested in front of my face.

“Nice try. Time to learn what it means to be weak.”

“Wait please no, I’ll get you your snack.” I was terrified of what she was going to do with me.

“Nope, now you’re my snack.” She let go of my hands giving me a moment of relief. Only to send a crushing blow to my face with her hips, I fell to the carpet on my back. Before I could move her bottom descended on my belly. She landed down hard knocking out what little wind I had left. Her legs extended forward resting her feet on either side of my neck. My heart was running a race in my chest.

“Can you get up?” As she spoke her whole body flexed displaying the muscles on her arms and thighs. Her abs were flared to life showing off a full six pack. I was totally pathetic compared to her. The crush at my pride made it hard to fight back. It’s impossible right? This girl was going to have her way with me and I was powerless to stop her.

“Aww, what’s a matter, lost what little confidence you had left?” Her feet grabbed my neck on either side. “Let’s see how much you can take.”

In an instant I was drooling in pain, her feet tore into either side of my neck causing a vicious thumping in my head. My body began to convulse on the floor, half in a struggle to get free and half from lack of blood flow.

“P-please, I-I’m sorry” April ignored my pleas and was busy playing with her bikini straps. She twirled her hair with her other hand. My face went from blue to purple.

“Hey are you still there? If you die can I keep your stuff?” She had a huge grin on her face as I spasmed under her. “Hang in there ok. I want to really enjoy my snack.” The bristling muscles of her thighs began to relax and her feet eased off of my neck. I started to gag. The pain in my head was overwhelming. I tried to speak but couldn’t produce any words.

“You give up quickly for a guy, how do you make it through the day being so weak?” She flipped her hair and gave me another smile. “Let’s commemorate your failure as a man.” In a swift motion she rolled over my chest and laid down beside me. I watched as an arm once again wrapped around my neck trapping me in another choke.

“Mind if I borrow this?” I saw her reach up on the arm of the couch and grab my phone. I must have left it there by mistake. She turned it on and flipped to the camera app setting it to selfie mode. My heart sank peering at the sight above us. My face was pale and covered in drool. I never knew how scrawny I was. Seeing my neck effortlessly cradled in her arm crushed all the pride I had left.

“Oh my god, look at what a wimp you are.” She gave me a squeeze getting a few more gags out. “Hold on let me adjust a little.” She set the phone on her belly and began pulling on her bikini top making her boobs look as big as possible. Then she smoothed her hair back and wiped some sweat off her forehead. “That should do.” Picking up the phone again she positioned it above us.

“Say cheese weak boy.” She once again tightened her arm and held the pressure. I writhed in her arm as she took a few shots. In one she made a peace sign. In another she puckered her lips and pressed them to my cheek. This went on for a while. She eased up on the pressure between shots to let me breath before clamping down again. I was totally helpless. Am I really this weak? After what felt like hours she finally let go.

“Oh these are cute.” She stood up and plopped back down on the couch. I was dazed on the floor unable to move.

“Mind if I post some of these to your profile?” Oh god no. I’m finished if someone sees those. Before I could protest however, I felt a hand on my shoulder. She yanked me upwards so my back was against the couch. One by one her legs slid on either side of my neck. I felt her warm crotch snuggle up against me. I began tapping furiously at her thighs.

“Dude I haven’t even done anything yet.” I stopped realizing she was right. My fear had peaked. What if she made me pass out? I peered again at muscles surrounding my head confirming that she definitely could. I submitted my body out of fear and allowed her to do what she pleased. I heard her fumble around with my screen for a bit before letting out a satisfied sigh.

“Alright that should do for now. I went ahead and changed your profile picture too, no need to thank me.” This was the worst, I looked down in resignation. “Hey don’t pout, it’s your own fault for being so weak, we wouldn’t want some other poor girl to get stuck with a guy like you.” She shot her legs out and held them in place. My heart sank. I gripped them on reflex. If only I was stronger, If only I could pull them off.

“Weak guys like you are nothing but toys to be played with.” I dug my fingers into her bare skin. Her muscles slowly began to flex creating an inescapable wall of muscle.

“M-mercy.”

“I am giving you mercy, what if someone even bigger than me got you first? Be grateful I'm here to put you in your place.”

“I-I'll do anything…“

“Can you struggle a little more then? It makes putting you to sleep more fun.”

Her words made my stomach do somersaults.  At that moment her legs exploded fully into my neck. White dots danced in my vision. My body felt heavy along with a searing sting in my head. The last thing I saw were her bare legs shining in the light as they cruelly forced my body to sleep.

When I awoke I was still on the floor. How long was I out? I heard chewing above me. April was lounging on my couch eating pizza.

“Hey you’re awake. Get me drink will ya?”

What do I do? I could probably run for it but then what. I can’t tell the cops there’s a girl in a bikini invading my house, eating my food, and physically abusing me.

“Hey hurry up, my show is coming on.”


I decided it was best to do what she says for now. I heaved my tortured body upwards and made for my kitchen to get her a drink.

Wednesday, January 3, 2018

Alex's Favor

“What did you think of the movie last night?”

I was walking home with my friend Alex on our usual route.

“It was ok… but didn’t some of those scenes seem a little inappropriate to you?” she twirled her hair in loops around finger.

“W-which scene in particular, it all seemed pretty tame to me.”

“You know, like the part where the brave explores got captured by the female natives. And then were forced to preform those… acts.”

I knew exactly what scene she was referring too. My face was bright red visualizing it in my head.

“It was so strange watching men be controlled so easily by women like that.” She was staring at the ground as she walked.

“W-well it was because the men were too weak. The women had way more muscle and were a lot stronger. Honestly I thought it was pretty hot—“I tried to stop myself but was too late. I looked over at Alex whose face was also bright red under her tan skin. I had said too much. We walked in silence the rest of the way too her house.

I sat down on her couch and began taking out my notes from class.

“Let’s start with the psychology chapter today.”

“S-sure that sounds fine.” She sounded distracted as she spoke. “Hey hold on a second, I’m going to go upstairs and change real fast.” After saying that, Alex hurried to her room. I hoped what I said earlier wasn’t still messing with her head. I began to spread out my notes on the cushion next to me and set my bag on the open carpet. A few minutes later Alex came down the stairs.

“Welcome back. So I was after looking at today’s notes…” I trailed off, completely caught off guard by what she was wearing. Her bare feet led up to pair of tight black spats. They stopped just above her knees. The nylon squeezed tightly on her thighs. Above those she had on a white tank top. It held snuggly at her breast and hovered over her belly button giving a peek at her tummy. She slowly shuffled forward, stopping in front of me.

“H-hey, do you mind if I do something?”

“Uh, no, go ahead.”

She turned around and plopped on my lap. I gasped at her sudden weight on top of me.

“A-Alex, what are you doing!”

“I-I was thinking about what you said earlier. About how you thought the explorers being dominated was hot.” She began leaning into my face, smothering me with her back. Her brown hair smelled like lavender. I couldn’t stop myself from breathing in its scent. The smell was a bit intoxicating.

“You always help me with studying, so was thinking I could do you a favor as a friend. I-if you want too, I’m willing to help you explore your “other” interest. You’re a little smaller than me too, so I could probably overpower you for real if I tried.” She bowed her head in embarrassment.

My heart was beating out of my chest, I was sure she could feel it. I pulled my face from her hair to speak.

“H-hold on Alex, I don’t think that’s something friends can just do with each other.”

“I’ve noticed you starring at my body before. I’m sure this is something you would enjoy. I would probably enjoy it too.” Now we were both blushing. I knew she was right but this was a line that you can’t really cross with friends. However, I would probably regret it for the rest of my life if I refused.

“W-well I suppose we could study later…”

“So you agree then.” She turned her head to face me and smiled. “Let’s start small though.”

“Ok.”

She stood up and turned around. Sitting back down on my lap, she was now straddling my knees.

“I-is my body too heavy for you?”

“Not at all” I lied.

“Are you sure?” she settled down harder creating tight constricting pressure on my legs. My face involuntarily winced at the weight.
“It’s ok, you don’t have don’t have to tell the truth. I’ll have you begging for mercy in no time.” She looked away as she spoke, probably too embarrassed to make eye contact. I was going to say something but was stopped by her finger hovering in front of my face.

“Put this in your mouth.” She moved the finger in closer and rested it on my lip. Her nails were painted bright pink.

“A-are you sure?”

“H-hey, that wasn’t a question.” She bounced on my lap painfully crushing my legs. I gasped in pain.

“I-It’s just kind of embarrassing.”

“Well this wont do, In the movie the women used their strength to force the men to do what they wanted. I should probably do the same huh?”

She then wrapped her free hand around my neck. Slowly, she began applying pressure. My temple started to pulse. Instinctively, I placed a hand around her arm, shocked by how rock solid it felt. I could actually be in trouble here.

“W-wait, wait, you win. I’ll suck on it.”

“I’m not being too rough am I? You gave in pretty quickly.” She flipped her hair back and looked into my eyes. They sparkled with both nervousness and arousal. “I-If that’s all you can take then s-show me you deserve to suck on my finger.”

“W-what do I do?” I was starting to get dizzy from her choke.

“Just beg a little.” Her breathing quickened as she spoke.

“Please Alex. Please let me… suck on your finger, your too strong.” I was pretty embarrassed at my words, but also a little excited. It was made even more exciting by the fact that she actually could choke me out if she wanted.

“G-good boy!” She eased up on her grip but still kept her hand placed on my neck. I once again felt her prod at my lips with her finger, this time I opened up. Slowly, she slid it down over my tongue to the back of my throat. I gagged as I felt her finger close to my uvula. She pulled it out a little and then slid it back down. This continued in a rhythm for a few minutes, her chest bounced under her tank top as warm breaths escaped her mouth.

“T-that’s it, take it all. You’re such a cute little… finger slut.

I looked up and met her gaze. She smiled watching me gag, clearly enjoying it. I began to get into it as well, enthusiastically suckling at each thrust. She let out a gasp and pulled out.

“What’s wrong?”

“N-nothing. Were you enjoying it that much?”

“It was pretty hot yeah… we can stop here if you want.”

“No no, I’m fine. This is actually kind of fun.” Her smile grew larger.

“Here, why don’t you get on the floor?” She gave my neck a light squeeze as motivation. Then she stood up and allowed me to spread out on the carpet. I lied on my back looking up at her. She stepped over me, spreading her legs on either side of my body.

“You look pretty small down there.” She placed a foot on my chest. “Hey, how far do you want to go with this?”

“As far as you want I suppose, I trust you.”

“Shouldn’t we have a safe word or something?”

“Nah, that’s only if there’s real danger involved.”

“Yeah but—“She Suddenly slammed on my stomach with her bottom, I yelped out in pain. “Like I said, you look pretty small down there.”

“I-I’m fine.” The wind was knocked out of me making it hard to speak.

“Well if you say so little guy. You really seemed to enjoy my finger so.” She slid a leg over my chest towards my mouth. “What about these?” she wiggled her toes with surprising flexibility.

“O-oh, sure.” I leaned forward assuming she wanted me to suck them, only to receive a painful smack to my nose.

“Ouch.” It really did hurt. I looked up at her in surprise. “D-did I do something wrong?”

“Sniff it first.” She was using a serious tone, though her face was still red.

“Uhh, ok.” I’ve never smelled a girl’s foot before. I leaned in and took a long sniff of the bottom of her sole. I didn’t know if it was due to how cute she was, but the smell of her foot made my heart race. I began moving upwards as I sniffed, stopping between her toes, then moving back down again. It was soft and tangy; every sniff made my heart beat faster.

“You feel just like a little puppy, it’s actually kind of… pathetic.” She suddenly lifter her hips and dropped them hard on my stomach again. I wheezed loudly in pain, cut off from my sniffing.

“Is that what you like?”

“N-no, I mean, yes, I mean...”

“Hmmm.” She pulled her foot a few centimeters from my face. Instinctively I reached up for it. Realizing too late how pitiful I looked. I turned my head in embarrassment.

“Ah, I see. So this is what turns you on the most.” A mischievous grin spread across her face. She slid back until she was settled on my crotch.

“H-hey, what are you thinking?”

“Hehe, try and stop me if you can.” She grabbed me by the arm and pulled, forcing me to sit up. She then removed her arms and laid them over my shoulders.

“Are you sure you don't want to stop? I might make you embarrass yourself.”

I knew we probably should but I was way too interested in what she had in store.

“No, no, we can keep going. as long as your still up for it as well.”

“Oh I think I’m getting the hang of it.” She grabbed me by the back of the head and plunged me deep into her chest. Her hand was like an iron bar. I started to squirm but stopped when I once again noticed her scent. Her tank top was a little damp from sweat creating a warm odor. It was both sweet and musky. I felt my heart race again. Ignoring the fact that I had a limited air supply, I breathed in deeply.

“There’s my little pervert, are you really that turned on by a girl’s smell?” I didn’t care how pathetic it looked. I had always only been able to look at body, smelling it was on a another level.

“Not only is your body weak, but your fetish is as well.” She sounded pretty confident. Finding out how to exploit me like this must have given her an edge. She pulled my head from her chest letting me gasp for air.

“Do you want more?”

“Y-yes”

“What was that?”

“Yes I want more.”

“Aww, poor thing.” She stroked my hair before pulling me back into her chest. “What am I going to do with you?” This girl was getting way to good at this, before I knew it my body was moving on its own.

“H-hey what are you doing down there!?” She jumped at my twitching, it was embarrassing but I couldn’t stop myself, her smell on top of her body was just too much.

“Are you bucking your hips?” Though she was sitting on top of me, and it was pretty heavy, I nonetheless began shooting my hips forward in a desperate attempt to get off.

“Did I turn you on that much little guy? Are you feeling a little horny? You can’t make babies like that you know.” She removed my head from her chest once more. Waking up from my actions, I turned my head in shame.

“I-I’m sorry.” She raised her hand causing me to flinch, only to continue stroking my hair.

“Looks like I made you embarrass yourself after all, if you make that face I won’t be able to stop myself from teasing you.” She stood up from my lap and sat down next to me. Pulling me by the arm again, she hoisted me up so that was sitting on one of her thighs. My knees touched the ground as her leg pushed up at my crotch.

“What do you think? Have we gone too far yet?” She had on a sly smile.

Considering my previous actions, we definitely had. However, my lust once again got the best of me and I shook my head.

“Oh, eager for more are you?” She lifted her arm displaying her bare pit to me. With her other hand she made wafting motions.

“Mmmm, I bet you’ll like this.”

In a quick motion she grabbed my head and smooshed it into her pit. Her grip was hard as steel. Her pit was warm and sticky. Then the smell hit me. Normally this wouldn’t be something I would imagine as sexy. But knowing that the pit belonged to Alex made all the difference. She was using my urges against me and enjoying every second of it. The musk mixed with a hint of lavender wrapped up in a thin layer of sweat overwhelmed me. I kept thinking about how cute she was while I sniffed. Before I knew it I was bucking my hips again. It was much easier with me on top this time. I scooted in closer so my crotch was against her ribs. Shamefully, I rubbed myself up and down on her side, with my face buried in her pit. I felt pretty disgraceful doing this to my friend’s body. But it was one of the best feelings I've ever felt.

“Hey, you’ve gotten a lot bolder. You’re more like a dog than a puppy now.” She pressed tighter on my head. “I used to admire you a lot when we studied, but seeing you like this really changes my perspective. You’re so horny, and all from just a few sniffs. I bet it feels good losing to a girls armpit like this.”

My cheeks were burning red, I wanted to stop but knew there no turning back at this point. Listening to her words, I began to grind harder.

“Yikes, look how hard you are, I told you earlier you can’t make babies like this.” My mind began to dull from exhaustion, I felt my air supply deplete from being smothered in her pit.

“Like I said, we should have stopped before we went too far. Now I can’t help myself. If you want to cum you have to do so before I knock you out.”

My heart was pounding out of my chest. I greedily pumped my hips, using the last bit of air I had to breath in a little more of her scent. That however was a mistake. At that moment her grip went rock solid on my head leaving no space for air. I used both of my free hands to clasp her arm. Unfortunately she was leagues ahead of me in strength and easily resisted my pries.

“Poor little guy, better hurry, imagine how good it’ll feel to shoot your load on your cute friend’s hip.” She cooed at my lame display of perversion.

“Maybe you’ll pass out from how good it’ll feel. All that pressure building up until…”

I bucked wildly with my last bit of strength. Unfortunately I was at my limit of oxygen. A cloud of despair rained down on me as I felt my senses slip away...

“Oops, I guess no cumming for you. Does it hurt to be denied your orgasm?” Her voice faded as the world turned black.

“Hey help me understand this chapter.” I was woken by a sudden pinch to my arm. Alex was sitting next to me with our school books sprawled about the couch.

“Huh? Wait, what happened?”

“You passed out sniffing my armpit.” Her tone was very matter of fact. My face flushed red and I shuddered. Part of me had hoped I just dreamed it all up.

“So… where does this put us with each other?”

“Hmm? What do you mean? Where still friends like always, however…” She grabbed me by the collar and yanked my head into her chest. “From now on I’m in charge, ok?”

I looked up into her eyes and saw she was serious.

“…Ok”

I felt very small in her breast. Thanks to my actions our dynamic had totally changed. The girl in front of me was a completely different person from the one I used to know.

“Good.” She released me from her chest. “And if you’re a good boy, every now and then I’ll let you have a sniff.” She winked and ran her foot down my leg. A low whimper escaped my lips. “Now help me with this chapter.”

I snapped out of my daze and got busy with our school work, eager to please her.

Thursday, December 21, 2017

Rachel's lesson

“Captain, please teach me the butterfly stroke!” I bowed my head and starred down at the tiled floor of the natatorium.

“What’s this all of a sudden?” The tall slender body of my swim club captain straightened out in front of me. She grabbed her ponytail with both hands and slowly wrung out the pool water. “Finally taking a real interest in swim club are we.” Her brown eyes starred calmly at my bowed head. I looked up and met her eyes.

“Last swim meet was a disaster. My teammates can barely look at me.” I felt the shame well in my chest as I spoke.

Captain, or Rachel, let go of her hair and began pacing a circle around me. She looked me up and down for a moment before stopping in front of me. Her face remained calm and relaxed.

“Ok.”

“Wait really? You’re not too busy.” I felt flustered at her simple response. She placed her hands on her hips.

“I’m your captain. It’s my job to make sure my teammates are in peak condition for the meets. Since it’s just you and me left for today we can take our time.” She turned and walked over to the benches where our bags were sitting. She unzipped her own and pulled out two pieces of clothing.

“Here put this on.” She casually tossed one of them too me. I unfolded it to reveal a black high cut one piece swim suit. It was similar to the ones the girls on our team wore except way more revealing in the hip and chest area. I turned it around to discover the back formed a thin lace completely exposing the bottom area. My face turned bright red just from holding it. She must have thrown me the wrong one by mistake. I have my own swim trunks anyway. I turned back up to face Rachel and gasped.

“What’s the matter?” Her voice was relaxed as she stood in front of me sporting the same swim suit I was holding. It hugged tightly on her body revealing her slender toned figure. I averted my eyes in embarrassment.

“Hurry up and put on the swim suit so we can get started.”

“Hold on Rachel, I think you gave me the wrong pair by mistake.” I stammered.

“No, I gave you the right one. Your swim trunks would be too restrictive for my training style. I also need to assess your body fully. The glutes and hamstrings in particular are very important to perform a strong dolphin kick.”

She turned around as she spoke displaying her fully revealed buttocks too me. “Take a good look. These results are the kind of results you need to aim for.” She placed two hands under her soft bottom and bounced it up and down in her palms. The rippling muscles of her glutes penetrated her gentle skin. I began to get cold feet.

“But what if someone see’s. I’ll never live it down.” Rachel let go of her bottom and turned back around.

“The other members have already gone home, and the door is locked. Are conditions couldn’t be any more private.” She flipped her ponytail and folded her arms. “But if you would rather practice alone I can leave.”

“Wait, ok I’ll put it on.” This girl was way to bold, it’s not like she didn’t have the body to back it up though. She kept her arms folded and watched me.

“A-aren’t you going to turn around.”

“Is there a point?”

Her tone gave no sign of budging. Reluctantly, I began removing my shorts and t-shirt. When I was down to my underwear I stared up at her again. She nodded. I swallowed and removed my boxers throwing it with the rest of my clothes. Grabbing the swim suit I fumbled with it for a moment trying to find the right hole. Slowly I began sliding my legs through. Once the bottom was on I pulled the latex up to my mid-section and fastened the straps over my shoulders. The suit snapped tight against my body, I wanted to adjust the wedgie but remembered it was designed like that. The real problem was my crotch area. The pressure of the suit plus Rachel’s bare body placed made it hard to focus. I tried thinking sad thoughts, anything to keep my body’s reactions under control.

“Good, stand still while I do an assessment.” Her bare feet squished against the tile as she walked towards me. She stopped one inch in front of me, I could feel the warmth of her skin. She placed a hand on my chest and applied light pressure.

“Umm, is this necessary for swimming?”

“Every muscle is necessary for good swim technique and you seem to be lacking in the pectoral area, here see mine.” She shuffled in closer and pressed her chest against me. The soft smoosh of her breast distracted me from any muscle I was supposed to be feeling. I noticed how cute she was up close, her big eyes starred into mine intently. I turned my head in embarrassment.

“While we’re at it flex your biceps for me.”

“Wait, why?”

“The biceps are crucial for preforming a proper stroke. I need to see where you stand in that area as well.”

Though it was embarrassing she was much more experienced than me so I decided to trust her. I extended my arms and raised them in a flex. My muscles were average for a boy my age, it’s not like I’ve ever seriously worked out or anything.

“Ok, I think I see a bit more of your problem.” Still pressed against me, she raised her own arms. In one motion her slender arms exploded into two firm balls of muscle. She pressed her flexed arms against mine totally dwarfing them in size.

“Notice the build of my arms compared to your own. You need to strive for at least half of this if you want a proper stroke.”

Her words began to poke at my pride. Though she was teaching me, her matter of fact tone felt harsh.

“I just haven’t had as much practice as you.”

“That’s no excuse guppy, and your biceps aren’t the only things lacking. Your triceps and deltoids need a lot more work as well.” Her body was still pressed against mine. The latex of our swimsuits gently rubbed together as she spoke.

“Turn around for me.” She backed up off me and folded her arms. I did as she said and turned around. Then I remembered that this swim suit completely exposed my bottom. I made to turn back around but was stopped by the press of smooth skin against me. She had her own butt pushed against mine.

“As I said earlier your glutes and hamstrings play an important role in a proper butterfly stroke.” She pressed further forward with her butt applying some pressure. “If this is all you got there may not be much I can do.”

“Wait that’s not fair, girl’s butts are just naturally bigger than guys!” I began feeling off balance from the push of her butt against me.

“Yes but this much of a difference in both size and strength is very concerning.” Suddenly her butt propelled forward knocking me off balance. I fell too my hands and knees on the wet tile.

“Don’t worry though, as your captain I have strategies prepared for just these sorts of situations.”

“A-and what sort of situation is this?”

“The kind you’re too weak to stop.”

Before I could react Rachel had one of my arms in her hand. She dropped to the ground beside me. I looked up to see her legs descend over my chest. My arm was pulled down on her crotch with her bare legs laid over my face. I could feel the latex of her suit under me.

“H-hey what are you doing?”

“It’s just a little stretching, pretend you’re doing yoga.” Her hips slowly raised into the air. My arm began to strain under the pressure.

“Wait a minute Rachel—“

My voice broke as her hips shot fully into the air. The pressure to my elbow shot searing pain through my whole body. My arm felt like it was going to snap in half, I tapped her leg in desperation.

“Relax, you’re ok. I’m just getting a feel for how much pain you can take.”

She gently lowered her hips only to explode upwards again. The pain was unbearable, any moment I felt my arm would break. I tried clawing free from the hold with my free hand.

“Stop Rachel, how does this help me swim—“

“Pain is crucial to progress. As your captain it’s my job to guide weak little teammates like you towards the path of success.” She kept her hips raised as she spoke causing tears of pain to fill my eyes. “No crying guppy, you asked for my help remember? If you took your training more seriously you would be able to escape.” Through my tears for only a moment I noticed a small smile creep on my captain’s lips.

“W-wait a minute, are you enjoying this?”

Her expression clouded over. In a flash she removed her legs from my chest and dropped my arm. My momentary relief was interrupted by her weight dropping onto my stomach. I gasped in pain and strained my head to see her now straddling my abdomen. She softly placed her hands on my chest.

“Y-you’re just projecting. You’re a boy so it’s normal for you to react to a girl being this close to you.” I starred up dumbly as she spoke. Her body laid over me so were belly to belly, at the same time her legs crept between my own.

“H-hey if someone saw us like this they might get the wrong idea—“

In an instant my legs were forcefully separated. I gasped in pain and made a move to free myself only to have her hands slam my wrist to the ground trapping them.

“What was that? All I see is an undisciplined teammate receiving some much needed lessons.” The way she phrased that was way too suspicious. This wasn’t swim training and we both knew it.

“Y-you know what it think? I think being swim captain must be stressful. That on top of your school work must take a lot out of you—“

“H-hey guppy like I said this is all about preparing your body to grow stronger.” Through her usual seriousness I heard her voice break.

“C-come on captain, you saw that I was vulnerable and took advantage of it. Making me wear a girl’s swimsuit, comparing muscles to humiliate me, putting me in holds you know I’m too weak to escape. All while pretending that you’re teaching me something. This is just b-bullying and you’re enjoying every second of it.” I gasped out through my words. “I-t must be fun lying on top of someone weaker than you. W-while you torture and humiliate them for fun—“

My words were cut off by vicious burst of pressure, I saw Rachel’s butt squeeze tight as she stretched my legs out.

“S-so you think you have me all figured out huh?” The usual tone of the captain was replaced by what sounded like a nervous schoolgirl. “You just don’t know what it’s like. I never get any time to myself, its either school work or swim practice.” Her legs were solid as steel between my own. She couldn’t look me in the eye as she spoke.

“T-that sounds pretty rough, maybe I can help.” I jerked my body as I spoke, desperate to get free.

“You really can’t escape can you? Even though I have bigger muscles than you part of me thought you were holding back because I’m a girl.”

“N-no I really can’t get away.” She finally made eye contact with me and smiled.

“Then maybe you can help.” She tapped her fingers on my wrist. “You were right about what you said earlier, the opportunity you gave me was too good to pass up." She flipped back her ponytail. "How about I use your body to relive some more stress, and then I can give you some private lessons afterwards.” Finally the pressure in my legs let up as Rachel slid her legs from between them. She sat up on my stomach and rested her hands on my chest.

“Hey that’s not very captain like, you may have had me fooled in the beginning but now that I know, what’s the point?”

“I-it’s not like you have a choice guppy.” She gave me a light slap across the cheek. Though it didn’t hurt I noticed a flex in her arm displaying that it could if she wanted it to. “Roll on your stomach for me.”

Even with her break in character I still felt in my best interest to do what she said. She stood up from me and I turned over on my stomach.

“So what now captain?”

“Don’t speak so casually, I’m the one in charge here.” she huffed slightly irritated. “Now I’ll work your spine.”

I felt the squish of her backside as she plopped on to my back. She slid her hands under my chin and clenched them together. Slowly she began pulling up causing a strain to my back and neck. Goosebumps flared on my skin.

“Wait I’m not so sure about this.” My chest was now pulled between her bare legs with my arms trapped behind me. I angled my hand to tap her thigh in submission. “L-let’s try a different hold, I promise I won’t complain.” Through my pleas I felt Rachel’s breathing grow heavy on my head.

“You’re completely helpless aren’t you?”

“Yes we went o-over that already.”

“Wow, that’s pretty exciting.” Still holding up my chin she brought her face close to mine. “Could you squirm a little? You’re in danger you know.”

Her words were plenty motivation. I began kicking my arms and legs from under her. At first it was because she told me too, soon though I began squirming for real as the pain began to mount.

“Yeah like that, ohh man that looks painful.” She pulled full force on my back with a huge grin on her face. “You look so cute flailing around in your sexy little swim suit.” A dribble of drool fell from my mouth as I gave in to the pain.

“Please I’m begging you.”

“Really, that doesn’t sound like begging.”

“Please Rachel, you’re too strong, you’re going to break my back.”

“I don’t know. What will you do for me to stop?”

My mind went blank. I didn’t have a clue what she could want.

“I-I don’t know, but whatever you want I’ll do it. Just p-please don’t hurt me anymore.”

“Hmmm, you sound sincere enough. But let’s see if you can back it up.”

Her hands let go of my chin and I fell to the ground with a thud. She stood up from my back and starred down at me.

“Ok roll over on your back again.” She kicked me in the sides a few times.
I groaned and did as she said. Once on my back I starred up in anticipation.

“Say ahh.”

“Huh?”

Still standing over me, Rachel began making a gurgling sound with her throat. My eyes widened as she started slushing saliva around her mouth. I panicked as she produced a slow lugi from her lips and let it drip towards my face. Instinctively, I turned my head letting it land on my cheek.

“Bad move guppy.” Right where the saliva had landed Rachel landed a swift kick. Stars exploded in my vision and I groaned in pain. Before I could make any other moves Rachel stepped over my chest and plopped down knocking the wind out of me, I was unable to speak.

“You’re too weak to disobey me, haven’t you learned that yet?” She inched her legs back and bent forward giving me a view of her chest, the black latex of her swim suit hugged tightly on her skin.

“Since you’re as bad at catching as you are at swimming, I’ll make it easier for you.” Still bent over me, Rachel began swishing another lugi in her mouth. I wanted to gag at the thought of having to swallow her spit. As if sensing my hesitation she placed an arm on my neck and began to push down. She starred in total seriousness as I began to choke out. Her arm was rock solid, like a steel bar on my throat. Her toned bicep was in clear view. I began to feel light headed. No longer having a choice, I opened my mouth wide. She dropped another long strand of saliva, this time landing it straight into my mouth. I closed my lips and winced at the warm sensation. She smiled and removed her arm from my throat. Sitting up, she made a slow deliberate swallow motion and rubbed her belly. Getting the message, I swallowed her wad reopened my mouth taking a deep breath.

“Such a dirty little boy, you look so erotic getting ravaged by your captain like this.”

“Can that please be it, I know I don’t have a say anymore but can you at least have mercy on your teammate?”

“Why? Aren’t you having fun serving your new goddess?” She brought both her arm up and began flexing once more. I grew pale knowing what they could do to me.

“Oh my god look how scared you just got, you should see yourself.” Still flexing she began to laugh. “If you don’t want to be hurt any more than be a good boy and serve me.”

She stood up from my chest and paced around towards my head. Crouching down next to me she brought her bicep close to my mouth. Out of fear I leaned up and began kissing her muscle. She patted my head as I did.

“I like you much better this way. You have no idea how therapeutic this is.” She switched arms allowing me to continue on her other bicep.

“Looks like you finally learning your place, from now on I want to be pampered like this. And when I’m satisfied I’ll teach you some swimming techniques.”

She removed her bicep from my mouth and stepped over me.

“And when I’m feeling especially stressed I’ll torture you a little.”

I opened my mouth to speak only to meet Rachel’s butt as it smooshed on my face. She held my arms down leaving me with only my feet to squirm with.

“Feel that pressure, that’s what hard work will get you. Don’t worry I won’t knock you out.”

She periodically raised her butt allowing me to breathe before dropping it down again. I grew dazed at the repeated suffocation. My senses dulled and my body grew limp as she pushed me closer to the edge. Finally satisfied Rachel lifted up her butt and turned, sitting back down on my chest

“Wow you feel so nice soft under me, did you enjoy my butt?” I slowly nodded. Rachel smiled and flipped back her ponytail. Scooting back even more she laid her body over mine again. Our swim suits squeaked as they rubbed against each other. She pushed her chest into me and starred into my eyes.

“So what am I guppy?” She danced her finger around my chest.

“Y-you’re my goddess.” I felt embarrassed saying that out loud but it didn’t feel like the wrong answer.

“Good boy.” She rewarded me with a small kiss on the cheek. Still dazed from being suffocated I barely felt it. “I didn’t like you very much since you joined the team because you were a slacker. But seeing you like this makes me pretty happy. I guess it’s a good thing you never trained your body.”

She lifted her chest a few inches and dropped down knocking some more air out of me. My face grunted from the pressure. She smiled and gave my cheek a few pats.

“Alright that’ll be all for today.” She stood up from me and adjusted her swimsuit. “I was honestly feeling too stressed to give you any real lessons today. But now that your mine I guess I have no choice.” She grabbed her bag and began making her way for the door, turning her hips at me as she walked. “You can keep the swim suit. Make sure you stay after practice tomorrow for some more private lessons.” After saying that, she unlocked the door and made her way for the girl’s locker room.

I felt a mixture of fear and anticipation. All I wanted to do was learn a swimming stroke. I didn’t expect to end up in some sort of twisted relationship. Sure I could just quit the club and avoid her. But I would be lying to myself if I said I wasn’t somewhat excited to see her tomorrow. I was stuck between wanting to resist and wanting to give in. I changed back into my normal clothes and left through the back door, clutching tightly to the swim suit in my hand.

Ashley's Pet

There’s nothing I wouldn’t give to just be home in bed. It was club day at school. As a freshman I was instructed to visit at least one club before I went home. I picked at random since I wasn’t really interested. All I had to do was visit, joining was optional. I stood alone outside the vet tech club room. Eager to get it over with, I took a breath and entered.

The room was of average size. Desks and chairs were scattered around. Medical charts decorated the walls. At the head of the room there was a table with samples of pet medicine and measuring apparatuses. Next to those was a large stack of paper I assumed to be club sign up forms. In the corner there was a hat rack covered in leashes a collars, with a pet bowl on floor next to it. Under all of this was a large square rug that took up most of the room.

In the back the club members were sitting around each other having a frantic discussion. There were four in total, two girls and two boys. Sitting at the head of the group was a distressed looking blonde girl. I found myself starring. She looked like she was twenty years old. Her hair was in two long braids falling over her shoulders. She wore a white tank top that was tight against her chest causing some tension in the fabric. Black bra straps were visible on her shoulder. She had on pair black leggings below her thin waist. They snuggly gripped at her thighs displaying that her hips had clearly outgrown them. Though she was sitting I could tell she was slightly taller than me.

I quietly shuffled too a corner of the room hoping nobody would notice me. Suddenly, my foot bumped a stray chair causing the four to turn around.

“Oh a new member!” exclaimed the blonde from the head of the group. She stood up and excitedly bounded towards me. I flinched at her impending collision. She stopped a few inches from where I was standing.

“Sorry I didn’t mean to scare you. My name is Ashley. I’m the leader of the Veterinarian science club.” She pulled her braids back and starred into my eyes. “You’re here for club day right? We could really use a new member since our last one suddenly quit.” I was momentarily stunned. She was really cute up close. Her chest and bottom bounced in time with her movements. I forced myself not to stare. Her flat tummy peaked out from under her tank top showing her belly button. Her Arms looked more muscle than fat, my own arms paled in comparison. On top of everything I only went up to her chin. I snapped out of my daze and answered her.

“Oh, um, I’m actually only her because it was required. I don’t actually plan on joining so…” I trailed off unconvincingly. Her green eyes intimidated me.

“Nonsense, you’re a freshman right? Clubs are a great way to meet new people.” Her arm reached out causing me to flinch. She hesitated before giving me a friendly pat on the shoulder. “Why so jumpy? I’m not going to hurt you.” She kept her hand lightly placed on my body. I had a feeling if I didn’t say something soon I would end up an official member. I swallowed and spoke once more.

“Look, I’m not really into vet tech, I basically picked it at random.” The look on her face suddenly became annoyed.

“Hear me out freshman, we really need a fifth member or were going to be disbanded.” Her grip on me tightened. “All you have to do is sign the form. You can even skip a few meets once you join.”

While her deal sounded fair that still meant I would have to attend at least once in a while. She was my upperclassmen but I didn’t owe her anything. I tried to reaffirm myself one last time.

“That sounds nice and all but vet tech just seems sort of boring…” I stopped as the look on her face glazed over. I may have said too much.

“Today’s meeting will be cut short. You guys are free to go home.” Her tone was serious as she addressed the other members. They each got up and made for the door letting it close behind them. I turned to leave as well when a firm squeeze on my shoulder kept me in place.

“Not you little guy, we still have a few things to discuss.” She gently tugged me to the back of the room and left me there. Turning, she grabbed a key off a desk and walked back to the door. I heard a click as the door locked in front of her. Turning again to face me, she held up the key and placed it in a drawer. I couldn’t read her intentions. She then made her way back to me and pulled up a chair squishing her bottom into its tiny seat.

“Take a seat freshman.” She ordered. I was shaken by the seriousness in her tone and scrambled to find another chair. She became annoyed once again.

“I said take a seat!”

I was firmly yanked downwards and felt the soft squish of her thighs below me. My heart jumped as I found myself nestled in Ashley’s lap. I made a motion to get up, stopped by two arms wrapping around my abdomen holding me in place. I started squirming only to feel the force around stomach tighten. My ribs were soon aching as her biceps bore into me. I started panting, unable to speak through her merciless constriction. She worked me for a few minutes before speaking up.

“Are you comfortable freshman?” her arms flexed into my ribs once more, allowing a sharp cry to escape my lips as an answer. “I want you to know I noticed you flinching earlier. You’re afraid of me aren’t you?” Her arms grounded me as she spoke. I started jerking my lower body to get free as the pain became unbearable. She opened her legs and pulled me in closer. My small body became deeply sunk into her thighs with my head sandwiched between her breasts. I began to whimper.

“Oh my god you’re terrified.” She laughed as my ribs reached their limit. “So why would you disrespect like that back there? A little guy like you needs to be careful. Otherwise bullies will pick on you.” She let out a long breath. “Your body feels so brittle under me, have you ever worked out before freshman?” Her arms flexed again. My heart was racing. I’ve never been bullied before, especially by a girl. I gasped out through the pain.

“Ashley I give. I’m sorry for about earlier, I promise to join the club.”

“Oh I’m bored of that now.” She brought her face close to my ear. Her breath tickled my cheek. “You were never going to leave this room without joining. But since you pissed me off I’m going to make sure you’re nice and obedient.” Her voice was below a whisper. “Vet tech is lots of fun, you’ll see”

She gave me one last painful squeeze before releasing her hold and shoving me to the floor. I fell to my knees and began sucking in air grateful to be free. She stood up from the chair and towered over, her leggings and tank-top were slightly damp from our mixed in sweat.

“Get up freshman.” She adjusted her leggings and flipped back her braids. “See that desk over there? That’s where the sign-up sheets are. Go grab one please.”

I struggled to my feet, legs shaking from the ache she put on my body, and turned to go retrieve a sheet. Before I could take a step however I felt both of my arms twist behind my back. I let out a surprised yelp as Ashley bound me in place. I tried to move but received a painful jerk too my arm instead. She rested her chin on my head.

“Hmmm, walking just seems too easy, don’t you agree?” I felt her chest press into my back. In this position I realized just how small I was compared to her. “Oh I know, how about you crawl for it? That would really suit you I think.”

Red from embarrassment I looked up to see her smiling down at me in total seriousness. Considering my earlier helplessness I knew I didn’t have a choice. All I had to do was crawl and sign the form, and then this would be over. She released me and I reluctantly sunk down on all fours. Before I could move she stepped over me directly above my back. I felt my heart beat quicken in fear.

“Ha, what a good boy you are, like a little puppy.” She petted my head a few times. “You should really learn to hide your fear. Otherwise people will take advantage of you.” With that she plopped down on my back, just soft enough for me to remain upright. I groaned out loud from the crushing weight of her butt.

“Alright let’s go puppy. Aww don’t make that face, you’re a big boy you can do it.” She gave me a few light bounces. I had a feeling falling over was a bad idea. As fast as my body would allow I began the journey to the desk. Her weight was no joke, my skinny body felt like it could snap at any moment. Her thighs were wrapped around my ribs keeping her balanced. I could feel sweat seeping through her leggings. With every pace I took her chest bounced causing the weight to bear down even more. Her braids casually swayed over her shoulder as I carried her to the desk. At the halfway point my knees began to tremble, I knew I was at my limit. I let out a gasp and fell to the floor, flattened under her bottom.

“Bad boy, you were so close too.” She bounded off of me and stood up. “We’ll have to do something about that behavior wont we?”

I then felt her hands wrap around my shoulders. With one small motion my body was flipped over on its back. She looked down at me and waved. I began to move but was stopped by her foot casually hovered above my neck. I looked up to see her slowly shake her head. Fear took me over and I froze in place. She smiled, turned around, and placed her fingers between her leggings. She began pulling them down in a leisurely fashion, stopping just above her knees. I gasped at her now bare bottom starring down at me. Her firm cheeks were laced in a thin black thong. I blanked out completely speechless.

“Oh what’s a matter freshman? Feeling helpless?” She grabbed two handfuls of her bottom and bounced it up and down sticking her tongue out at me. “I worked hard to get it this firm. It feels great seeing that scared look on your face.” She flexed each cheek separately, creating a rhythm. “Don't move ok?”

My eyes widened in horror. Before I could do anything her bottom slammed into my face covering it fully with her butt cheeks. I kicked out my feet in fear as the soft pressure barred down on me.

"Why are you squirming like that? Never been suffocated by a butt before?" I twisted my body around still kicking my legs out. My hands gripped her cheeks in an attempt to pry them off my face. Ashley laughed at this.

"What a scared little puppy. Want me to hold your hand?" With her own free hands she trapped my arms to the floor. I squirmed even harder, as a response she flexed her glutes squeezing my nose and mouth shut. The sweat from her bottom blinded my eyes. Her butt became the only thing I could see.

“Well try again when you wake up, ok puppy?” She kept a deadly grip on my skinny body. Her butt was far more than I could handle. “Count backwards from ten ok?” Completely out of options, I did as my captor said. Before I could make it too five her butt pressed hard into my airways knocking me out.

I was woken by a hard slap too the face. I bolted upwards too see Ashley crouched in front me.

“Back in position puppy, time to try again.” She patted my head a few times. Tears began to well in my eyes as I realized what just happened.

“I-I’ve had enough Ashley, y-you can’t.”

“Well aren’t you a feisty little puppy. Feeling grumpy after your nap?” She stood up and turned around facing me with her bottom. Her leggings were still pulled down to her knees. "Go on, do something about it." Placing a hand under each cheek, she once again bounced them up and down displaying their full mass to me. She peered over her shoulder with a serious look in her eyes. I broke into a cold sweat. As fast as I could I flipped myself over and got on all fours.

“Good boy.” She gave herself one last squeeze and crouched back in front of me. “And since you’re such a good boy you deserve a treat.” She then reached into her chest and pulled out what looked like a one inch dog biscuit. “I wasn’t sure what flavor you would like, this one is beef and chicken. That sounds yummy doesn’t it?” She held the dog biscuit close to my mouth and smiled cheerfully. She’s gone crazy, there’s no way I was eating that. I looked down defiantly.

“Not feeling hungry puppy? That won’t do.” She put a hand on my chin and gently turned my head so that I was forced to make eye contact. Still crouching, she delicately placed her fingers between her leggings and pulled them past her knees down to her feet. They snapped off her skin shrinking down to half their size. She casually threw them on a desk along with her socks and shoes. I wanted to look away in embarrassment but was afraid to break eye contact. The only clothing that remained on her was a thin tank top and thong. She noticed my expression and laughed. Slowly, she stood up and turned around, the beads of sweat on her bottom made it glisten in the light.

“What a precarious situation for you. Are you too scared to stand up for yourself?” She pinched one of the straps of her thong and pulled outwards letting it snap loudly against her side. “My butt is going to bully you all day if you don’t do something.” it swayed side to side as she spoke. With nothing about her body left to the imagination the difference between us in both size and muscle was clear as day, lines of sweat glistened along her arms and thighs outlining the firm ridges of muscles hidden under her soft fat. My skinny freshman body stood no chance. I felt shame well in my chest. I knew everything she said was true. I involuntarily turned my eyes away from hers in submission.

“Oh well I guess I can’t be helped. I hope you’re hungry after your nap.” I yelped as her bottom crashed into my face sending me to the wall. Now sitting upright I had no time to react before I felt the soft squish of Ashley's butt once again smother my face. She held it there and flexed, plugging my airways once again.

“Count from ten sleepy head.” Remembering how much being knocked out hurt, I grabbed her sweaty thighs in desperation to pry her off. When that didn’t work I began pleading out loud only to produce muffled grunts as her cheeks filled my mouth. "Shhh, go to sleep puppy." She pulled my hands off her thighs and squeezed my wrist with a powerful grip forcing them to lose feeling. Dazed from the pain I gradually gave up on my struggle. She was in charge and there was nothing my little body could do about it. I counted down like she said. This time I was out in four seconds. She held her cheeks to my face for a few more seconds before releasing.

I woke to another hard slap across my cheek. Before I could move a sharp tug to my neck brought me to the ground. I squinted upwards to see Ashley holding a leash connected to a collar around my neck. I began to open my mouth in protest, only to receive another loud smack to my face.

“I haven’t taught you speak yet puppy.” She was still only wearing a thong and tank top. Sweat dripped from her chest and bottom as she moved. “Pretty gross, I know. I hope you’re ready to behave, I don’t want to have to lose any more clothing” She raised her hand causing me to flinch, only to gently pat my head. From her chest she once again produced the treat. I gulped knowing I had no choice but to obey.

“Say ahh.” She floated the treat to my mouth smiling widely. I gulped and opened up. She placed the treat on my tongue and I bit down. My nostrils flared as the taste of sawdust filled my mouth. I began to gag but stopped myself knowing it was a bad idea. I chewed as fast as I could and quickly swallowed. It felt like sandpaper traveling down my throat. I looked up to see Ashley still grinning at me holding the other half of the treat. I shook my head and she frowned. Out of fear I hungrily gobbled the other half of the treat from her hand. She smiled and patted my cheek.

“Good boy, look how smart you are.” The sweat on her skin made it shine in the light, through my humiliation I was still awe struck at being allowed to view my upper classman’s half-naked body like this. “Alright, let’s teach you some tricks. I think I want to feel your puppy tongue on my feet.” Still holding the leash she stood up and backed up a few feet away from me. Staying in one spot she wiggled her bare toes expectantly. Knowing walking wasn’t an option I grunted and began to crawl forward. Once I was halfway my face was suddenly yanked to the floor by my collar. My nose was stinging from the pain. I turned my aching head upwards to see Ashley had backed up again still wiggling her toes.

“Let your tongue hang out when you crawl, I like my puppies to be playful.” My eyes began to fill with tears again from the pain. Reluctantly, I hung my tongue out and crawled once more. Again my face was pulled to the ground from her leash.

“Oh and pant for me, I want to hear how excited you are to play with your master’s feet.” Obeying once more I began panting like a dog, still holding my tongue out. This time I made it all the way too her toes. I looked up at her cheerful face gesturing me onward. I placed my lips around her big toe and began to suck. As I did Ashley slowly crouched in front of me.

“Look how good you’re getting. Doing what you’re told isn’t so bad right?” She played with the laces of her thong. “Do you like your master’s toes puppy? Are they yummy?” thinking ahead I decided to impress her.

“Woof!” I let out

My face was thrown to the side from a vicious blow to my cheek. Ashley’s hand was raised in front of her in a fist.

“I’m sorry. Did I teach you how to speak yet?” Again I was blown to the side as she connected another blow to my face. “No I don’t think I did, and yet you still spoke. Why is that mutt?” She stood up and threw a vicious kick too my stomach. I flipped over and landed on my back. She stepped over me and sat on my chest, her expression softened.

“What am I going to do with you?” she flipped her braids behind her back and floated a fist next to my cheek. “Take three more for me, ok puppy?” Before I could protest the first punch connected with my cheek exploding my vision with little white dots. “You’re much too helpless to behave like this. You were practically made to be bullied.” The second punch slammed into my other cheek completely dazing my vision.

"Quick puppy how many fingers am I holding up? Answer right and I won’t hit you again." Ashley giggled and held a hand to my face. Images danced in my vision making it hard to see. I strained to make out her fingers with no luck. I decided to guess and opened my mouth to speak. I quickly gasped and tried to catch myself but it was too late.

"Were you about to speak puppy?" I shook my head in desperation. "Weak and stupid, it must be so hard for you. Don't bite your tongue ok?" The third punch connected square into my jaw sending the world spinning. "Sweet dreams." Her voice faded as my vision turned from bright white to splotchy black.

I bolted awake in a cold sweat. The pain in my face dully thumped every few seconds. The leash was removed but I was still wearing the collar. My perception of time was fuzzy. I looked around to find a clock only to see Ashley sitting on a desk with her legs crossed. Her tank top was now removed and she was fanning herself. She wore a thin black bra to match her thong. I could make out little pink dimples in her chest lightly covered in sweat. Her thin tummy was also covered in a thin layer of sweat. It gently trembled as she breathed. She looked down at me and smiled.

“What do you think puppy? Master had no choice but to lose more clothing. Do I look good?” She raised her arms and stretched, little beads of sweat ran down her arm leading to her naked arm pits. Considering all previous events I decided to remain silent and only do what I was instructed from now on.

“I had some water while you were asleep but I knew you would be thirsty too.” From behind her she pulled out both a water bottle and what looked like a dog bowl. She bounded from the desk and walked up to me. Slowly kneeling down, she placed the dog bowl at my knees. She took a sip from the water bottle and poured the rest into the bowl. I suddenly realized how thirsty I was, dog bowl or not drinking from anything sounded great. I knelt down to take a sip when I was stopped by a loud snap from Ashley’s fingers.

“No, no, puppy. Wait for master to say when.” She stepped over the water bowl and sat her bottom on my knees, her weight unbalanced me for a moment but I fought through it. “Besides, I have something much more mouthwatering for you.” She turned slightly to the side, put one arm under her chest for support, and raised the arm facing me into the air. My mouth was now inches away from her bare armpit. The soft inner skin was covered in her steamy sweat. My bruised body told me to play whatever sick game she had in mind. I waited for her instructions.

“Ok, drink up puppy.” I gulped and slowly dug my face into her pit, hungrily lapping up her sweat. It was warm and sticky, nowhere near like normal water. Still I drank up as much as I could in desperation to please her.
“Isn’t master’s sweat yummy?” I said nothing as I continued to lick, staring longingly at the water dish in front of me. She pulled away and switched arms presenting me her other pit. I waited for her order.

“Good boy, you may continue.” I began to drink from her other pit, forcing enthusiasm as I did. As I licked she slowly began to place her free hand behind my head and pushed forward, trapping my face in her arm. I strained through my licking to breath. “What a thirsty puppy, careful or you’ll get sleepy again.” I wanted to struggle free. I haven’t misbehaved but knew she couldn’t resist teasing me, even if it knocked me out. I looked into her eyes pleadingly. She smiled and slowly released her hand apparently satisfied. She then removed her pit from my face and stood up from my knees. I wanted to gag. I forgot what normal water tasted like. She giggled and casually adjusted her thong.

“Ok puppy, one last trick for today before I let you go." She turned around and strutted to the front of the class. Slowly bending down she grabbed a pen and paper along with a zip tie. She turned back around and made her way towards me. Kneeling down, she pushed the still full water dish to the side, apparently never intending to let me actually drink from it. She then placed the pen and paper in front of me still holding the zip tie.

"Go ahead puppy, sign your name." She folded her arms over her chest and watched me. My instincts told me not to pick up the pen. If I learned anything today it's that there's no easy way of doing something. I nervously looked down.

"Aww is it confusing not knowing what will get punished and what wont. Here I'll make this one simple for you." She smiled and patted me on the head. I made no sudden moves. She reached out and grabbed one of my arms. Before I knew what was happening I felt her pull outwards and twist my arm behind my back. I grunted in pain but forced myself to stay quiet. Now behind me, she grabbed my other arm and twisted it as well. Holding both of my wrists in one hand she pulled out the zip tie and began binding my hands. She gave the strap a happy tug causing me to wince at the sudden pinch. Satisfied, she stood up and walked back in front of me.

“If it’s hard just rely on your puppy instincts.” She smiled observing me closely. With my arms now bound I was able to confirm my suspicions on how she expected me to sign it. Still on my knees, I bent down and tried to grab the pen with my teeth. It fumbled in my mouth, dropping repeatedly as I tried to angle it correctly. I grew nervous at my repeated failure. The hairs on back stood up, warning me how precarious my situation was. As if reading my mind Ashley began tiptoeing behind me. Goosebumps flared across my arms and legs. I froze as she was now standing open legged over my hunched body. I dare not look up knowing what would be staring down at me. I continued in desperation to grab the pen with my mouth. I wanted to scream knowing I was seconds away from another punishment. Sure enough I felt one of Ashley’s arms inch around my neck, with her other hand she grabbed the back of my head, closing the hold by connecting her hand to her bicep. Her crotch lightly settled on my back and she starred down at me in her arms.

“Since I’m such a nice master I’ve decided to help you with a little motivation.” I felt the hold slowly tighten around my neck. “You just look so vulnerable down there I can’t help myself. Keep making that terrified expression for me puppy.” I knew I was running out of time. Focusing, I flipped the pen in the air with my mouth and caught by the back end. Ashley gasped.

“Wow that was so cool. Look what a little adrenaline can do.” The pressure of the hold made it hard to think. I carefully leaned down conscious of her on top of me. Positioning the pen over the line, I began tracing my name as legible as possible. When I was about to write my last name a jolt at my neck caused me drop the pen. It rolled on the ground an inch in front of me.

“Woops, sorry puppy my hands slipped. You better hurry before you fall asleep.” The pressure around my neck kept me just barley awake. My brain was still receiving oxygen but I knew she could end it at any time. I dragged the pen with my teeth and began etching my last name. It was much sloppier this time but fear of going to sleep again forced me to rush through. Finally done I dropped the pen and peered up at Ashley.

“Good job puppy. You’re such a smart boy.” Through her praises she kept the hold firmly around my neck. “That looked like a lot of work though. You must be very tired.” She drew out the last few words. I felt a chill run down my back. She was going to knock me out again and there was nothing I could do about it. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t use words, and I was far too weak to stop her. All I could do was stay put as she had her fun.

“Speak puppy. I want to hear you beg for nap time.” Utterly bewildered at her cruel demand, I pondered at what the point was. I was going to be knocked out anyway so why play her game? The answer came in an embarrassing desire deep inside me. I had a strong urge to please her. The idea of making her happy just felt like the right thing to do. Shamefully, I looked up and happily begged for my nap.

“Woof!” I cried out “Woof, woof!”

“There it is, good boy!” She seemed pleased by my begging, reinforced by a vicious squeeze to my neck. I gagged unable to maintain my composure. My body felt cold as my vision began to blur. I struggled to make out her voice.

“Welcome to the Veterinarian science club puppy. You can sit next to me at our next meeting.” She held the pressure at its peak, slowly working me to sleep. Being choked hurt, all I could think to do was count down like earlier. I started at ten but unlike last time I was still awake when I reached six. The pain was straining my jugular allowing just enough blood to keep my brain active. At four seconds I gripped her arms, they were rock solid from her hold and I had no chance to break them apart. Three, two, one, suddenly Ashley spoke.

“Would you like some water before bed puppy?” I made a confused grunt. I then felt her grip loosed some, pulling me with her arms, she positioned my head so that it was facing the water dish from earlier. I saw my full face’s reflection confirming that it would fit. Instinctively I began to squirm, desperate not to be drowned. Ashley laughed loudly at this making her grip hard as steel.

“I’m just kidding. Make sure you remember this moment. I could have ended it all if I wanted too.” I gagged as the grip on my neck sealed shut. Stars dotted my vision before fading to darkness. “Sweet dreams puppy, see you at the next meeting.” She put me to sleep in three seconds, gently placing my head next to the water bowl before releasing me.

I woke up to darkness through the window. Only the latest clubs were still at the school at this time and even they were packing up by now. Ashley was gone along with the signup sheet confirming my official joining of the club. With my arms free I placed them on the floor in front of me. Holding this position I waited for my order. Then reality slammed into me as I realized I wouldn’t be receiving any orders. Fearfully I stood up, the slightest creek in the walls made me shudder. I had to keep reaffirming with myself that it was ok to move. On a desk I found a key with a sticky note. I picked up the note and read it.

“You are free to go puppy. Doesn’t it feel good to be all nice and trained? Knowing your place is important for the survival of the weak. See you next club meet.” – Ashley

The note did more than shame me. It gave me comfort knowing that she was ok with what I was doing. My brain felt reprogrammed. It was as if I had to check with her before I made any decisions. I was fully submitted to her in both mind and body. I fumbled with the key before unlocking the door. Through my soreness I carefully made my way home.

Christina's Plaything.

Once again I found myself distracted in class. I was entranced by Christina who was sitting two desks across from me. I watched her chest bounce up and down as she casually adjusted her seating position. Her body looked so soft and cute. I daydreamed what it might feel like to touch.

“Sam!” the teacher yelled at me from the front of class.

I snapped out of my daze and scrambled to bring my attention back to the lesson.

“Since you would rather doze off than pay attention, how about you volunteer for today's after class cleaning?”

“Y- Yes sir!” I stammered.

“Excellent!” He continued. “Would anyone else like to volunteer before class ends?”

Again my eyes wandered to where Christina was seated. She stared in my direction as well and our gazes met. A sly smirk formed on her soft lips. She raised her hand into the air.

“I’ll volunteer.” She said.

I felt my ears get hot. This means Christina and I will be alone after school together.

“Thank you Miss Christina.” The teacher said. “Two volunteers should be enough for today. Now back to the lesson.”

She and I haven’t interacted much outside of group assignments. The most I know about her is that she has an interest in biology. When we did interact she came off as kind and gentle. She was really pretty and the thought of being alone with her excited me. But knowing my own shyness I’ll probably rush through the cleaning and get home as fast as possible. She gave me a wink before turning her head to face the front. My face blushed red and I quickly turned as well.

Once class ended Christina and I were left alone with instructions to lock up when finished. We both reached for the same broom and our hands touched. She looked up at me and smiled, her hand felt soft and gentle.

“H-here you use this one. I’ll use the other one.” I stuttered.

I handed her the broom and went to grab the other one. She remained in the same spot watching me as I walked away. Soon we were both sweeping in our corners. I stole another look at her. She was sixteen with the body of a young woman. Her thighs looked squishy and inviting. Though I had a feeling there was some muscle hiding underneath. They led up to a firm thin waist. Her shy belly button was barely visible between her mini skirt and button up. She wore a long braided pony tail that led down to her backside. It casually bounced side to side against her body as she turned. She was blonde and tan with a warm complexion. Though we were the same height, the size of her breast and hips gave her a clear weight advantage.

After about five minutes of cleaning I heard a broom bounce against the floor, I turned to see Christina moving towards me. Without hesitating she reached out and grabbed my bicep, using her thumb to draw circles around its indentations.

“Oh I see,” she said in a quiet voice, fingering small circles around my muscle. “Is this the normal size of boys your age or do you still have some growing to do?”

Both surprised and confused I tried to shake my arm away. Her grip suddenly hardened with intense pressure before relaxing letting me go. I backed up finding myself at the window with her in front blocking my path. She moved in a step closer putting an inch between us.

“So I’ve noticed you’ve been checking out my body.” She gently stuck her chest out, squishing her breast into me. “How do you like it up close?”

Totally dumbstruck, I struggled to get words out.

“H-hold on Christina you have it all wrong.” I stuttered, overwhelmed by the soft touch of her breast.

“Hmm, are you sure about that?” She said, keeping her body pressed against me. “You’re a growing boy aren’t you? Isn’t it natural to be curious?”

I felt like a trapped animal, her soft body kept a firm hold on me against the window. I wasn’t sure if I could get away if I tried.

“Aww, look how shy you are. It must be so scary being this close to a cute girl.” She stuck a leg out wrapping me up in her thigh. I was speechless from embarrassment.

“I’m bored of cleaning so I was thinking we play a game instead.”

“A-a game, what do you mean?” I forced out.

”If you can beat me in an arm wrestle I’ll let you play with my boobs.”

My face flushed red as I was caught off guard by her sudden forwardness.

“I-I’m not sure if I could—“

“Not sure if you could what? Win?” she pulled her ponytail back and wrapped her arms around my neck. “You’re a man aren’t you? it should be easy for you." Her arms forced my head to face hers maintaining eye contact.
"This way you it won’t be weird for you to touch me since you earned it fair and square.”

Her legs began to excitedly shimmy in place gently grinding against me. My mind went blank.

“I’m curious too Sam, I know I’m being sudden but this is a rare opportunity for us to experiment with each other.” She laid her head on my shoulder pouting. I finally decided to act.

“O-Ok, I’ll do the arm wrestle, but what if you win?”

“That’s a surprise.” She cooed, smirking.

While I didn’t completely hate my current situation the thought of being able to freely touch her boobs sounded awesome. Her body seemed to hold an advantage over me but I was sure my arms were stronger than hers. Up close however, I noticed a significant difference between us in muscle mass. Her arms had a soft layer of fat but were shaped up. If she flexed I imagine a well-defined bicep would pop out. I began to sweat, compared to her my arms were practically skin and bone. I began to worry that she may actually be stronger than me. Then I reminded myself that she was just a girl, there’s no way she could beat me in something as simple as an arm wrestle. I should win by natural strength alone right?

“Ok, you’re on.” I agreed.

“Yay!” she backed up finally freeing me from her chest’s hold. “Pull up a chair in front of the desk and we can get started.”

I obeyed and pulled up a chair so we were parallel at the desk. Her arm was already up in the ready position inviting me to join. She gave me a wink and flexed her arm, revealing a firm bicep before relaxing again. I was momentarily stunned and felt a stab of jealousy for my own lacking arms. I shook it off and followed her lead, propping my own elbow on the desk and grabbing her hand.

She remained silent, holding on to me and smiling warmly. I decide to take the lead and start the match.

“Well begin on three ok?” I said.

“Ok sweetie.” She replied.

I gulped and counted down. “Three, two, one, go!”

Closing my eyes I began to push on her hand with a burst of force hoping to catch her off guard. This tactic usually works in a normal match. My bicep strained under my skin forming a tight bulge. Even if my arms were small this should be enough to take down a girl. Not feeling any progress I opened my eyes, utterly dismayed to see her arm still remaining in the upright position on the desk not budging an inch. Her own bicep was soft and relaxed.

“Keep going, don’t give up!” she cheered.

My face began to grow red at my own struggle. I knew I was skinny for my age but was certain a girl wouldn’t stand a chance in an arm wrestle. I straightened my posture and used my free hand to support myself on the desk. I put my whole body into the next push.

“Oh dear, this is all you have isn’t it?” She taunted, unfazed by my poor attempts at moving her arm. My bicep began to strain under my skin. Small veins were popping out running up and down my forearm. She giggled at me.

“Don’t be too hard on yourself. I didn’t really expect you to win…” Suddenly my own arm, despite my efforts, was slowly being forced towards my side of the desk.

“Just look how small you are, you should have gotten a clue when I was bullying you at the window.” She stuck her leg under the desk wrapping up my own again. I then felt her calf muscle bunch up, completely dwarfing my own. “I was teasing you into my trap and you fell for it.”

This comment alarmed me. What did she mean by trap? I fought back against her arm in desperation. The pressure of her attack was overwhelming. With every push I was greeted with a wall of immovable force. She now held me a few inches from the desk.

“And don’t think of trying to escape after our game.” She said. “I plan on keeping you in this room until I’m satisfied.”

With her other hand she produced a key from her shirt pocket, winking at me she slipped it back down and gave it a few pats. I immediately understood, whatever she had planned I would have no choice but to agree. For a brief moment the thought excited me, until I was snapped out of it by a firm squeeze to my hand.

“But thanks for trying your best sweetie, the more you struggle for me the better.”

Feeling red hot from shame and embarrassment, I gave one last futile push at her arm to no avail. This seemed to amuse her as she then leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek. Blood rushed back to my ears and my arm softened from shock.

“Oh did that surprise you? Your arm feels even more lacking now” She straightened up and flipped back her ponytail. “Should I count it down so you know how long you have left to fight?”

Without letting me reply she began a small countdown. My hand inched closer and closer to the desk. I strained with all my might utterly dismayed that a girl could be this much stronger than me. Her bicep bunched up at every push I made.

"Five, four…” She started. I was beginning to grow tired from my straining. She blew kisses at me between each number.

“Three, two…” One more inch and I was done, her brown eyes gazed at me, delighted by my pointless fighting. She leaned in a second time, giving me another kiss on the cheek. I wasn’t used to being touched like this by a girl. It made putting strength into my attacks impossible.

“One…” She whispered.

My hand made sharp contact with the desk declaring me the loser. I didn’t know what to feel. Even if she was bigger than me there’s no way a boy should lose to a girl in an arm wrestle. I looked down at the desk suddenly unable to meet her eyes.

“Alright, get up little one.”

Before I could realize what was happening Christina was up and behind me. She gently grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to my feet, I felt my fight or flight instinct kick in but my curiosity kept me from acting on it. She led me to a spacious carpeted area in the back of the classroom. Still shamed from my defeat I tried to push it to the back of my mind and ask Christina what I have to do for her, at this point I just wanted to go home.

“S-so what are we—“

With a sudden flash of force I felt the air forced from my lungs as Christina’s fist rammed into my stomach. My knees buckled from the pain and I fell to the carpet. I looked up to see her standing over me, eyes wide with surprise.

“Oh gosh are you ok!” she put her hands over her mouth in worry. “If I were you I would try to escape”

My body strained as I attempted to get up. Before I could make it to my feet I felt another piercing stab of pain, this time to my chest. Christina’s foot hovered in the air from the sharp kick it had just delivered. I felt tears begin to well in my eyes.

“C-Christina wait—“

I was cut off from Christina’s hand being placed over my mouth, she slowly knelt down in front of me.

“Shhh….” She ordered. “You are now playing the role of a wounded animal at my mercy.” She patted my cheek a few times. “You’re struggling for your life, hoping the big scary lady makes it quick.”

She removed her hand from my mouth and lifted her foot once more. I flinched with tears still welling in my eyes. This time she softly laid it on my chest and pushed me down so I was on my back. She lifted her hands and began undoing her shoe and sock dropping them on the floor. She then hovered her now bare foot over my face wiggling her toes.

“Go on, beg me to stop.” She ordered.

Instinctively I raised my head to attempt to satisfy her foot, having never done it before I had no idea what I was doing. All I could think of was putting an end to this pain and escaping. Suddenly my skull was knocked back into the carpet as my nose received a painful smack from Christina’s foot. Tears were now flowing from my eyes as I began to cry.

“Woops!” she exclaimed hiding a smile. “Please don’t cry. My foot just got excited.”

She stood up once more and removed her other shoe and sock. Then to my utter shock she began undoing her skirt. Winking at me, she let it slide down her legs revealing frilly pink panties wedged snugly into her bottom. She stepped over me and dropped down, straddling my chest and trapping my arms. I felt the weight of her bare thighs and pantied crotch press down on top of me. They felt soft and warm, but that didn’t distract me from their crushing force. I struggled to get loose but found it only made breathing more difficult.

“Good boy, keep fighting.” She shimmed to my chin and pulled on her panties so they were tighter on her crotch. “This move is called a school girl pin. It works best with a heavy attacker and a small, helpless, pathetic, weakened victim.”
She began to softly bounce up and down on my neck. My breathing began to grow labored with every bob of her soft wedgied bottom. I struggled to free my arms from her thighs, she purred at this.

“Aww, are you afraid?” She bounced harder. “Having trouble breathing?” even harder this time. “Feeling light headed?” With each taunt her bounces became more vicious. My vision began going dark from lack of oxygen as she ravaged my neck with her crotch.

“Do you want to go to sleep? Do you want mercy?” she pulled her ponytail back and leaned down planting another soft kiss on my cheek.

“Hang in there for me ok.” She held her face close to mine still bouncing up and down. “Let this serve as a lesson for you.” She kissed me again. “This is what it means to be on the bottom of the food chain.”

Suddenly she stopped bouncing and scooted back on my chest. With my arms still trapped I began gasping for air, the strain she put on my neck caused me to moan in pain.

“Christina please no more, I’ve learned my place—“

“Shhh…” she stuck a sock in my mouth gagging me and began unbuttoning her shirt, letting her chest burst from underneath. It was contained in a matching frilly bra that appeared one size too small. Winking at me she grabbed a breast in each hand and began to squeeze them. Through my daze I felt myself get turned on. She was toying with my masculinity and there was nothing I could do about it.

“This next one is called a breast smother.” She paused and smiled, removing the sock. “While not very conventional in a real fight its perfect on an already dazed victim” she patted my cheek.

Still trapped in her thigh prison I squinted through my tears to see Christina’s large chest slowly descend over me. I attempted once more to wriggle free, desperate to not be suffocated again. My attempts were in vain as I felt the pressure of her breast press into my face, sealing off my access to air. Panicking, I strained to open my mouth in search for breath receiving a mouth full of pink frill instead. Her hands gently ran through my hair.

“So small, so helpless, I feel bad for you.” Her weight began to bare down on me even harder as she spoke. My chest felt like it was going to explode from the strain she was putting on my lungs.

“To be at a girl’s absolute mercy, will you be able to look others in the eye after this?” the pressure increased once more. She squeezed her chest closed with her hands completely plugging my nose and mouth. I began to thrash under her out of fear, she purred loudly at this.

“Aww are my wittle breast too much for you?” She spread her legs over my body to contain my fighting. “I thought you wanted to touch them? Don’t pout just because it’s not the way you imagined.”

With the full weight of her body pressed on top of me I soon tired out from my thrashing and submitted to her torment. Just as I began to drift away she sat up releasing my face, I gasped for air, greedily taking in as much as I could.

“My chest, my thighs, my feet, any part of me could bully you. Even a finger.”

She stuck up both of her index fingers and placed them on either side of my neck. Winking once more, she began applying pressure. My heart began to race. With the blood source to my brain being denied I quickly began blacking out. She casually removed them and sat back up. The pain in my head was overwhelming thanks to her repeated strangling’s.

“Am I being too mean? It must hurt to constantly be denied your knockout.”

I knew she was right. Being held and released at her whim like this had to be worse than just being knocked out. I convinced myself that it was my only escape left. I was too weak to push her off and if I tried she would just hit me again. Every part of her bare body was stronger than me and I had no choice but to accept it. I began sob once more at my own feebleness.

“Beg me then little one, beg me to knock you out.” She smiled, wiping my tears with hand. I had no choice, she was too strong and I knew it. My only way out was to do what she said.

“Please Christina.” I groaned though labored breaths. “Please knock me out.”

Suddenly my arms were released from Christina’s thighs and she stood upright. I waited for her next move. When nothing happened I looked to see her standing over me smiling. She was daring me to run. Fear suddenly over took me. I knew she would torture me again if I tired anything. I bowed my head to the side and looked down in submission.

“Aww, are you really that scared? Did I have that much of an effect on you?” Her hips casually swayed side to side as she spoke. “Alright since it’s getting late I’ll have mercy on my prey, turn on your stomach for me.”

As quickly as my body would let me I did what she said and turned my body over. I then gasped in pain as her full body weight smashed on top of me. In a few swift motions she stretched herself out fully covering me. I then felt her arms creep around my neck, locking me between them.

“Fast or slow?” she asked.

“Uh, Fast—“

She quickly squeezed her arms applying powerful pressure to my neck, after holding for a second she let go before starting up again.

“Sing for me little boy.” she giggled.

With each pulse of her arms I gagged in pain. Tears flowed freely as my torture continued. She worked my neck for two minutes before stopping. She then relaxed her body and sandwiched me on the carpet again.

“Fast or slow?” she repeated, resting her cheek on my face blowing at my tears.

“Slow!” I gasped out, knowing full well more torture awaited me.

This time she slowly tightened the pressure around my neck. My breathing was strained from exhaustion as I tried to suck in as much air as I could. Christina laughed at this.

“Are those breaths I hear? Do you think it will help?” The pressure began to tighten more and more, my heart was beating like an engine.

“You know I’m squeezing you carotid artery right. You can’t out breathe the direct blood source to your brain, didn't my fingers teach you that? Your struggling is adorable though.” She added another inch of pressure to my neck. “Remember, you begged for this, you begged to be knocked out. I’m drawing it out so you can enjoy it so be grateful.”

Her grip became rock solid, the drawn out pressure was working my head to its last moments. I could feel my knockout was finally in reach, anything to end the sadistic battering to my neck. Then, to my horror, her grip loosened and she released my head to the floor. Blood rushed into my brain causing another searing stab of pain. I cried out in agony.

“CHRISTINA PLEASE NO MORE, MAKE IT STOP, PLEASE MAKE IT STO—“

In one swift motion she reapplied her choke hold and squeezed with intense pressure. My vision sparkled with dancing white dots before going to complete black.

“Just kidding, you can rest now. I’ll think of more games we can play next time. Until then, sweet dreams…”

It was dark out when I finally came too. My head was throbbing in pain. When I attempted to get up a ting of fear held me for a moment, as if any movement I made would be punished. I shook it off and slowly got to my feet. After looking around I found a lonely key sitting on a desk, when I picked it up the full force of this afternoon’s events came flooding into my mind. My emotions were jumbled. I felt fear, anger, shame, and most jarringly, desire. I tried to remember what her touch was like. The bruises I found on my chest quickly reminded me. I then wondered if it was all just a dream. And if it was, a part deep down inside me wished I hadn’t of woken from it. Shaken by this thought I locked the classroom up behind me and made my way home.

Gabby’s Pet

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