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Life of a Dominant Futanari Chapter 16: Regaining Control
My feet stomped the pavement as the weights weighed lightly on my arms. Each day they felt lighter and lighter on me. It was starting to irk me continuously that this was happening. Still, I stomped on with a light sweat beginning to trickle my brow. I made it to school just slightly later than I originally wanted to be. This was perfectly acceptable to me as I slowed to a jog down the empty hallways.
I reached the Teacher Locker rooms while the school was still a ghost town and pushed the door open. Jake's grumpy face greeted me as I entered. His look spoke the story of discontent towards me. I didn't care and walked up, placing a foot on his lap near his hidden caged cock. "Take the weights off," I ordered.
Jake looked up at me with a twisted look before taking them off. I swapped as I took off the ones on my arms. Jake took them off and placed them to the side. His expression still spoke of the current resentment that he felt towards me. I cared little for that look and lightly slapped him, not dishing out pain. It was more for the humiliation as I lightly slapped his face multiple times.
"Sissy," I began earning more resentment from him before continuing, "I watched those videos. You were getting your rocks off while caged; that was a decent job. You need to start practicing giving head soon." I remarked, "Still, You passed the minimum twenty-minute video on that. But, no, I was severely disappointed in your choice of panties," I told him before taking my foot off his lap, "Show me your caged clit and panties. Oh, and I better see your sissy pussy plugged." I finished.
Jake's resentment soared, but with the parting of my foot, he stood up and pulled down his pants. He showed me those cheap white granny panties that he wanted to call panties. My eyelid twitched, looking at it. Still, I pulled them down, seeing a caged cock and the noticeable signs of a pink jeweled asshole.
I couldn't let the panties slid, though, and I spoke, "What the fuck are these panties?" I asked him, "They are fucking Granny panties, and they are a mark of shame on any woman looking to seduce their lover. I am your fucking superior and your fucking Mistress. Do you dare to let these enter my sights? Are you mocking me?" My voice raised in volume showing my anger, "I think my fucking sissy bitch is making fun of me." I followed up my own question.
Without thought, I grabbed the bag at his side and dumped the contents onto the floor. The phone had its screen off, and nothing entered my sight. Still, I opened up the few lockers in the room, finding nothing to record. I turned to him after I finished.
"What are you looking for?" Jake asked, his expression serious.
I looked at him with contempt, "Last time you tried to pull one over on me. You think I am stupid to trust you after that?" I asked him with equal contempt, "Of course not," I told him flatly again, answering my own question again.
"I wouldn't be stupid enough to do it to days in a row," He replied with contempt of his own. Jake was like an idiot that did not learn from his lessons. I needed to ingrain it into his body. It was a shame since he was a quarterback and should be decently skilled at decision-making. Maybe that was where all his brains disappeared to. Concussions are a dangerous thing and can do serious damage over time. It was why I was not a fan of American Football. I preferred soccer and volleyball, running, and many others over it. It was pure torture to the body all that tackling, and I liked my intellectual prowess even though I wasn't a genius. It was also why I didn't seek to fight in mixed martial arts or boxing either.
I started to put it out of my mind as I looked at him. "You know what?" I began, and my face turned cold, "I have decided on your punishment. You have disrespected me for the last time. I will start spreading the picture of you with semen leaking out your ass gaping from the recent insertion I took of you the other day if I encounter one more time." I told him. My tone was full of threats as I pulled out my phone to show him the embarrassing photo. It showed nothing of me, just him in a very vulnerable position looking pleasured with semen dripping out of his caged cock. You could also see a little semen inside his open asshole.
"This is your last warning." I continued as his face paled. The picture was very compromising, and he had not been a nice person. Jake probably had people who would love to humiliate him. "I will be only addressed as Mistress from now on. Any other name from you and this will be on every football player's phone within a day. You will follow my orders obediently and completely, or this will be on every football player's phone. If I find you trying to record us? Do you need this photo to be distributed for you to understand the consequences?" I finished.
"You wouldn't dare," He retorted, and my eyes narrowed.
"Fucking try me, sissy. I fucking istanbul travesti dare you to try me on this. You have been disrespectful to me for years. I am done, peremenatly. You have one option here. The next words will be, "I am sorry, Mistress, Please punish this disrespectful sissy," or I will spread this all over the school. You will go from one of the most respected athletes in the school to the biggest loser, sissy bitch. Now, What do you have to say, Sissy?" I finished my voice resolute.
Jake stared at me in the eyes. It was a battle of wills, and I met his head-on. He was probing to see if I was willing to go nuclear on him and burn the world around him. There might be consequences for me, though, if this came to pass through, and he was trying to see if I was willing to risk that.
The staring continued for a couple of minutes before Jake's voice came out, "I am sorry, Mistress, Please punish this disrespectful sissy," His voice sounded defeated, and his eyes left my face at the defeat.
My face remained cold and contemptuous, "Do you understand the consequences of not following orders, Sissy?" I asked him.
Jake's voice remained weak as he said, "Yes, Mistress."
"Present your ass for punishment, Sissy," I ordered.
He turned around, and his hands landed on the bench, presenting his ass. My hand came down swiftly with a resounding echo as I spanked it hard, earning a yelp of surprise from him. "You will say, 'Yes, Mistress' to all orders from now on. Every time I spank you, you will thank me for it as a proper sissy should," My hand came down on his ass again, filling the room with the sound.
"Thank you, Mistress," Jake responded, his voice meek.
"What was that?" I asked as my hand came down.
"Thank you, Mistress," His voice a little louder but still trying to keep quiet.
My hand came down again, "I don't think I fucking heard you, sissy," I told him contemptuously.
"Thank you, Mistress," He said, getting slightly louder.
My hand came down with force, making him yelp louder in surprise, and he looked back at me with slight tears in his eyes, "Sissy, I want to feel how sorry you are for disrespecting me. I want to hear it in your voice as you beg for forgiveness and thank me for setting you straight." I told him.
My hand came down again as Jake realized I gave him an open-ended order. He would need to declare his need for my forgiveness otherwise... He didn't want to think about it, and my hand came down, waking him up from his thoughts.
"I am pretty fucking sure I haven't heard that apology yet," I said, voice stern.
My hand came down again as his ass turned red, and I purposefully hit it in a spot to hit the buttplug too. This made him moan as my hand landed harshly on him.
Then I heard the words that made my cock turn to iron as I heard him sob slightly after his moan, "Thank you, Mistress, For this punishment. I have been disrespectful and rude towards you," He paused for a sob, and it sounded like something was breaking inside him as the words spilled out, "I have been a disrespectful sissy and deserve this punishment. Please forgive me, Mistress, for all the mistakes I have made, and Thank you for suitably punishing this Sissy," He cried out loudly as I heard tears do onto the floor.
The small forgiveness speech only made me hard, but I had no forgiveness in my heart for the potential rapist as I punished him for his disobedience. My hand came down again on his ass, and my other hand dropped my pants, releasing my hard cock that stood straight, ready to fuck some sissy.
My sex drive, even after taming a skank for hours last night, was still ready to go. I personally don't think I could ever go back to my life of celibacy after this week. My cock had tasted sweet asses and pussy's and demanded sacrifices to the altar of it. I turned on my phone and hit record, "Sissy, I will train this sissy bitch hole properly; your forgiveness must be earned!" I told him, letting my words echo in the room.
I pulled the butt plug out that was surprisingly clean, and his ass puckered, looking hungry to be refilled buy my fat girthy cock. I didn't wait as I knew my time was short, and I pushed the head into his boy pussy, pushing myself deep. "Oh, Fuck!" He exclaimed in surprise at the sudden insertion.
My hand came down to swiftly punish him, "What does a sissy say when receiving her mistress's cock?!" I loudly asked.
"Thank you, Mistress!" He exclaimed, his mind being trained under the threat of exposure as his boy-pussy swallowed my cock all the way to the balls.
My hand came down again, "What are you thankful for, Sissy?" I asked him harshly.
"I am thankful for your girthy Cock penetrating my ass, Mistress!" He exclaimed as I started to fuck his boy-pussy into submission. I began to thrust as I listened to him sob and moan together, the noises celebrating the loss of something important that he had held onto until now.
I began travesti istanbul to do long thrusts into his ass and slowly out with short spurts of increased speed, making sure that I hit that sweet spot each time as I plowed his sissy ass. I moaned as I began to speed up with the occasional slow period making the Sissy cry out loudly as I moved over his sweet prostate gland.
My hand came down upon his ass again, making him moan as I hit him. He quickly remembered, though, and followed up with, "Thank you, Mistress!" Remembering my earlier words. His attitude as he learned his place completely changed.
My hand came down repeatedly each time he thanked me like a good sissy. Jake was on the losing side, and I believed psychologically weak from the loss. This was one of the two explanations, but frankly, at this point, it didn't matter if he was just faking it. Time would reinforce all training I gave him and trap him further.
I grunted as I grabbed his hair and heard my balls slap against his ass as I drove myself deep. His moan matched my grunt as I neared the edge using his boy-pussy. I began to do smaller movements at a faster speed, increasing my pleasure, and my moans sounded throughout the room. I was nearing the edge, and my mind filled with pleasure, "Sissy, Whenever you receive my semen, You will thank me for it," I ordered, and I released deep inside him.
The sissy understood as I began to unload deep inside his boy pussy and moaned himself. I made small movements as I continued to release and heard Jake say, "Thank you, Mistress, for your semen," I listened to some type of emotion in his voice this time. I thought for a moment about what it could be as he said it.
I couldn't recognize it, but it was like something inside him died. I didn't know, and it could have been my imagination. To be honest to myself, I couldn't care about Jake's feelings. The man tried to rape me, and every time I try to feel sympathy for him, I go to that point.
I grunted as I exited him, and I heard Jake huffing slightly out of breath from the sex. I even thought I heard a pop as I escaped. I looked at the ground and saw little semen droplets on the floor, proving that Jake ejaculated inside his cage. I smirked and vaguely remembered as I fucked him, his ass spasming as I took him deep. I was in the zone, and I kept zoning out as I fucked the sissy's boy pussy.
I looked at the recording I took of it and scoffed at it. The positioning was all off, and it caught nothing. The recording was worth nothing since I lost myself in the domination of the Sissy. Although the audio might be worth something so I kept it to the side just in case.
My cock remained strong, and I saw Jake turn around to look at me. I reached out and grabbed him by the hair and smiled wickedly, "Clean up your mess," I told him. Jake looked confused at the order of what I meant until he noticed some juices and semen left on my cock. His eyes widened, and he was about to say something when I took advantage of the moment and forced it down his throat.
Jake, in his surprise, lightly struggled when he heard my voice, "No teeth and suck properly make sure everything is out, Sissy," I ordered harshly.
With the command, he calmed down and, with some tears, continued to suck on my cock. I let him take control, and he got off my cock to lick the edges with tears in his eyes. A couple of minutes later, I had a cleaner cock and a humiliated sissy sucking on my balls as I sighed in contentment.
I pulled Jake off my balls and looked down at him, "Get in the shower, Sissy; we need to clean up." I told him, and I brought him over to the showers with me. I took off my top, still not caring if Jake got a good look at my breasts. They were a part of my just like my cock. My body was a temple that I worked on daily and had no same on.
It was something that I didn't understand about other people. If they were ashamed, work on it and make it better. But I also knew that not everyone could follow that mentality. It was difficult for me when I was young as well and took me time. Still, I have nothing to be ashamed about; I have a cock and balls, and anyone who dislikes me for that can suck my cock and balls. They can even enjoy them after doing an excellent workout and dripping with sweat, and enjoying them at their best.
I smirk at the thought that appeared on my face before turning back to reality and joined my sissy in the shower. I started to clean myself off using the soap that I brought. Jake took advantage of it to and for now; I would let him. At some point, I would make him carry his own girly scented stuff. In the end, I exited without much happening in the shower as I wanted to do some extra studying. I also wanted to text Crystal as she came up in my thoughts.
Jake was silent as I exited and continued to clean himself. I grabbed my bag and grabbed the two things I was looking forward to. I grabbed the butt plug and cleaned it up in the sink, and istanbul travestileri replaced it was something I had prepared. It was slightly larger than the last one, but it had a critical feature that I was going to enjoy throughout the day. This was something Crystal wanted for herself when I pointed it out.
I smirked, thinking of Crystal, and was excited to stay at her place tonight without having to worry about waking up early in the morning. I sorely needed a trip to the Gym to on Saturday, though. I wondered if I could convince Crystal to join me there. It had a pool, and I am sure we could have some fun before heading to my house to show her off to my parents.
As I thought about Crystal, I saw Jake going to his clothes, and I spoke, "Oh, Trying to sneak away from your punishment?" I asked, stopping him in his tracks.
Jake turned to me after a second of being frozen, and he turned to me, "No, Mistress, I wasn't trying to sneak out," He meekly said, barely audible.
My eyes narrowed, but I knew I couldn't make him completely obedient in one day, "Sissy," I began, "You are testing my patience; I will punish you throughout the day for these transgressions." I told him, making him pale. "You have done so many things besides disrespect me, But I will reward you if you make it the entire day without making a fuss. If you make it the entire day, I will take off that cage on your little clitty for a weekend of freedom; how does that sound?" I asked him.
Jake visibly perked up as he heard something he desperately wanted. This seemed to clear the fog of depression on his mind, and he looked more attentive. "It sounds good, Mistress," He said, answering my question. This was something else that I would fix later. He should be asking what I wanted. Not happy about the reward. Still, the stick needed a carrot to strive for in the early times of training horses and the same for humans. I needed something to make Jake happier, so he finds a way not only to survive but thrive under my training.
"Very well, I will first tell you the things I am very disappointed about, Sissy," I began, "First the utter disrespect you showed this morning, Absolutely horrendous. You know the consequences if I see ANY behavior like that again." I emphasized that, making my point clear. Jake nodded to that, and I began again, "The Second thing is those fucking awful panties. This weekend you will go to a higher chain store and purchase some sexy panties to try and turn me on. You will also film yourself doing this. But that is beside the point." I finished.
"Moving on," I held up the toy for today, and it was a butt plug, but attached was a sting of six anal beads all shocked up to the main plug. Jake's face blanked before growing determined. I could tell he told himself he would suffer today for freedom of at least a couple of days. "Turn around and present your little gaping pussy," I ordered.
Jake looked at me only for a second and turned around. He was not pressing his luck after today. This was smart, and I started to insert the beads into his ass until all six were stuffed inside. Then the Butt plug part was pushed in, shoving it all deeper into his little boy pussy. He moaned at the more significant insertion without realizing it at first.
"Put on those awful panties; it will cover up any little cummy accidents you will probably have over the day," I ordered, and Jake moved. Much more obedient than the days before. Still, this obedience needed to be made into the long term before I counted on it.
Jake seemed confused, though, as he put on the panties, and I decided to let that confusion settle as I grabbed my clothing from my bag and started to dress after making sure I was dry from the shower.
I then finished settling all the details as Jake finished getting dressed, and he still looked confused. I then spoke, "This will be your punishment today," I told him before pulling out my phone and opening the app that came with the toy I prepared. It was locked in with the setting on the QR code, and I smiled. The app was simple, with a rising bar from off to low. It reached all way up to a little heart at the top of it. I pushed it onto the lowest setting.
Jake yelped and turned around, looking down at his ass. Realization dawned on him as vibrations went through his ass. I pushed the setting up, forcing a moan from his mouth, and he paled as he realized further that the settings could change throughout the day.
"This is a cool little toy, Sissy," I began as Jake turned to me, "I can change the setting with my phone anywhere inside the school. It can also use the pressure setting to find out if you take it out. Therefore trying to take it out will alert me, Sissy," My grin turned vicious, "You really don't want to learn the punishment I have for that sissy." I chuckled at his expression, "Go enjoy the day, my little sissy, I know I will," I smiled viciously as I packed my bag again and unlocked the locker room before leaving a stunned sissy.
As I walked down the hallway, I turned up the vibrator in his ass up a setting before making it to my class. I sat down and pulled out my Textbook for the class getting ready for the day ahead. I then pulled out my phone to confirm with Crystal.