Ha! As if right?

Dashing to the side, Brad made an attempt to escape Carols punishment. Freedom was almost in sight as he took a couple of steps without any resistance. Knowing he could take her by surprise since she was normally quite thick headed.

This was typical of Carol anyway, so what if he had stringed her along before? He had needed a good lackey and apart from those breasts, she wasn’t exactly good looking. Brad had deserved only the best, and Carol was far from it. It a shame that like all women she was so emotional, Brad thought sadly to himself.

That’s when it suddenly got very dark and he felt his arms being pushed inwards, as two big weights wrapped around him. Encompassing his lower stomach and pelvis, he was yanked backwards. Grunting as he pushed with all his might, these’s cow-like breasts did not budge, instead with a fluid movement, lifted him off the ground with complete ease.

“Ah! Let me down! Stop it” crying out in surprise and fear as his feet failed to touch the ground. Not sure how to react being the victim for a change.

“I don’t think so, just look at you. A cute little Beta, arms stuck, chest and head sticking out of some Alphas chest. I bet your getting so hard being dominated? Does little Brad wanna play with his Mistress Carol? Hahaha”

Brad blushed a shade of pink as he felt his body shivering in pleasure. Stupid body was betraying him when he needed it most. It was just the touch of her chest, her strength, it was all so…….. mmmmm….. so good…. Maybe….. no!

“Screw you Carol! I…. Oh…. I’m still not a orgasm craved looser with no boyfriend like you”

Another moment of silence, but to his surprise Carol only let out a disappointed sigh. As though this was the last thing she had wanted.

“Damn it, I just wanted to tease you a bit but….. a challenge like this? I can’t afford curses with only a year left, you have to understand”

Confused, Brad could only wonder what she meant by that. They used to argue all the time, had things really changed that much?

Maybe he had been a bit too harsh, they were technically friends after all. Opening his mouth to apologise, Brad felt the breasts holding him begin to move.

Pushing inwards and then outwards around his lower region, he looked down to see the fat begin to shake and ripple. A slow rhythm began as Brad started to gently bounce up and down along with the her breasts. It was barely noticeable to a passer by, but Brad could feel it all.

It was like his tiny cock was being give titty fuck from all angles. Stroked up and down as he was **** to into the air. His balls massaged and his ass groped. Pushing his hands into the moving mass of fat, Brad tried to stop himself moving but could only twist his upper half.

“Sally…. Please…. Don’t do this…. You can’t…. Mmmmm” Brad bite his lip as the bouncing began to speed up. Trying to stop sounds of pleasure escape him.

Carol couldn’t help herself from looking at Brad with fond eyes. Why did she have to fancy this jackass? Seeing him all horny like this, was actually making happy. Well she didn’t have any Beta servants herself, so maybe……

Making up her mind, Carol began to walk towards class with Brad ‘in hand’, moving towards the more crowded corridors. Fellow students stopped to stare in shock, as they saw the fate of what was once the biggest Alpha bully around.

Seeing the stares, Brad tried to let out another protest but Carol was starting to speed up. It wasn’t long until he was close to orgasm, and all built up will power once again began to crumble. Worse the humiliation was also adding to his arousal, making him steal glances at the people around him, subconsciously adding fuel to the fire.

By the time they had made it to class, Brad was actively humping Carols breasts as he bounced up and down by a couple of feet with every step taken. Giggles and outright laughter followed him as he moaned like a horny dog for all to see. Once again left on the brink of orgasm, with no release, he couldn’t even explain to Carol his predicament in this state.

Finally releasing him from his confines, Brad was slipped into a seat. The gentle hands of Carol fussing over him as he still humped the air longingly for his missing caresser. It had even felt….. safe to be in there? What was wrong with him?

Opening his mouth he could only let out gasps of desire at Carols face. A smug grin looking back at him, Brad was beginning to regret messing with her.

Brad knew this wasn’t the end. School life was going to be a nightmare from now on.