Chapter 29
by Testytesterton
Do you make him blow you?
Your cock is too good for him.
You look at the bully that **** you to suck his cock and put you on the path that led you to be standing above him. Your cock is throbbing and begging for relief and he is kneeling stunned and scared and helpless...just like you were.
But you're not like him. You don't **** the helpless. You're not a bully. You're better than that. You're better than him. Your **** will be living better than he can ever dream while his world gets smaller and colder and more hateful. That...and a mouthful of spit. PTOOOEY "Consider it a kiss goodbye, you piece of shit!"
You didn't even notice the crowd that had gathered until you hear them burst out in laughter. It's a painfully familiar sound, but for the first time, it's not directed at you. You smile as you hear a distinctly novel sound...applause. You take Vanessa's hand, feeling ready to take on the world, but hoping you can also both get to class without fighting every asshole on the way. "That was ridiculously romantic, but it was also fucking stupid and I don't want you to ever do that again." You give her ass a playful spank that lets her know you aren't too mad at her and she shoots you a glare that's half angry and all aroused.
"If you keep this up, I'm not going to make it to lunch before I have to take you behind the bleachers. Now get to class, cutie." Vanessa pulls you into a kiss that makes heads turn and your heart skip a beat. You are about to beg her to drag you to the nearest restroom to fuck a baby inside you, but you remind yourself you need to focus on a career first if you're going to have a toilet baby. You give Vanessa's bottom lip a little bite goodbye and she heads off to her first period while you make your way to yours
Jared sees you in the hall and start's to mumble a meek apology but you cut him off, "Hey, Jare' bear, if you're going to say sorry just because you're scared of me now, don't bother. I don't have time for payback. Just do me a favor, the next time you find someone that's even weaker than you, maybe think about helping them instead of helping yourself." You leave him stammering and sputtering and head to Math class.
Roll call leaves Mr. Medes doing a double take. "Cummings? Cummings?" You raise your hand and he audibly gasps, "The fuck?! Ahem...I mean...uhmm...Dagnum? Dagnum?" and he continues on as if nothing happened despite all the titters. The rest of class is a miserable slog through Hell, but then again, math always was for you. You are on team Barbie for this one, math IS too hard. At least you don't have to deal with assholes flicking your ears and tittering about you behind your back. Maybe your classmates are more open minded than you gave them credit for, but more likely they just don't want to end up like Reggie.
The day takes on an almost surreal normality. Your English teacher, Mr. Gerund doesn't even seem to notice a change, and his class is just as dull as ever, but you **** yourself to pay attention, suddenly concerned about graduating so you can move on past High School and into adulthood. You hope you don't end up as boring as all the adults you've ever met, but then again, you doubt most of them were ever a semi-professional pornstar at your age.
The rest of the classes up until lunch were a similar slog. Some are slightly less boring when you make the effort to pay attention, but not by much. There is a little less excitement in the halls now that you aren't running for your life, but you'll take the calm over the calamitous. You do get a good tee hee out of hearing the rumors about Reggie. Apparently a video of you spitting on him went viral on TikTok but no one got a shot of Vanessa punching him, so the game of telephone has a lot of people saying you beat up one of the biggest bullies in school. You aren't spreading that rumor yourself, but you aren't exactly correcting it either.
Really it wouldn't matter if every class was the most exciting, enriching experience you ever had and every minute in between then was filled with momentous miracles. You are waiting interminably for one thing and one thing only...lunch. Not that you're especially hungry...for food anyway. You are on pins and needles waiting to see Vanessa again. You can't wait to relieve your first rendezvous with her, especially now that she isn't such a tortuous tease. You hope she teases you a little, but just the right amount this time.
It's been a strange sensation to feel your hard on again without the painful bite of a steel cage. It's led to its own kind of hellish horniness because now you know you can relieve the pent up pressure, it's maddening to have to wait for lunch. You manage to muddle through without exploding in your panties or passing out, but the lunch bell couldn't come soon enough. Finally hearing it, you rush to find Vanessa at your secret spot.
Is she waiting for you?
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Bullied
Sticky sweet stories of submission.
You are the living embodiment of an easy target. Try to navigate bullies, frenemies, family and strangers that all want to , trick, tempt or otherwise find a way to make you their bitch. Will you come out on top? Or rise to the bottom? And what happens when you fall in love with your bully? What happens when they fall in love with YOU?
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Updated on Jun 9, 2021
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Created on Sep 12, 2020
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