1st Period: PE [rough sex] [long]

After giving your two new girlfriends some goodbye kisses, you head up to the men's locker room and change out of your uniform and into some gym clothes.

You're the only person in the men's locker room. Seeing as this school is 99.9% female, it's a wonder that they have a men's locker room in the first place. While the girl's locker room is full, the men's locker room is so quiet that your every movement is echoed and amplified against the metal lockers.

step-step-step-THUD!

That is, until you hear someone walk into the locker room, and then apparently crash and fall. There should be no one in the men's locker room, you're the only male on campus after all. Your curiosity piqued, you slip on the rest of your gym clothes and walk over to see who it is.

Lying facedown in a tangled pile of jumpropes is Bailey, the class feminist. She has nearly a perfect body as you can tell. She lies there in nothing other than a bra and panties. Her body jiggles as she tries to free herself, to no avail.

Back in the real world, Bailey was known for being politically outspoken, often sparking debates about patriarchal oppression and **** statistics in class. She pissed off a lot of guys with her feminist takes, and it was made even worse by the fact that she was a very conventionally attractive girl who apparently didn't put out. Bailey's dating life was a mystery that everyone was enraptured by. How could someone so stunningly beautiful, with a body literally built for sex, hate men so much? Has she ever dated anyone? Is she a virgin? Is she lesbian or asexual? To the frustration of many male and female students, none of these questions got any answers back in the real world.

That was Bailey in the real world. And this is the freeuse world, where this hot, misandrist bitch is just as freeuse to you as a fleshlight would be.

However, that fact doesn't cross your mind as you walk over to help her. "Oh my god," you say in genuine concern. "Are you ok?"

Bailey looks up from the ground as she struggles to free herself from the tangle of jumpropes. "No!" she exclaims. "I just came here 'cus I needed gym clothes and I forgot mine and... I don't even know how this happened!" Bailey continues to writhe helplessly on the ground. Unbeknownst to you, Bailey actually did this on purpose.

"Alright, calm down. I'll help you out of this," you reply. You kneel down and start untangling the jumpropes that are keeping her immobile. It's an inextricable mess, like how your earbuds get after being in your pocket for an hour.

Bailey's tone subtly shifts as she replies to you, "Thanks so much for your help. I'm just so helpless and **** right now, and if you didn't come to help me, well. Someone could have taken advantage of me and done really horrible things to me."

You slow your untangling of Bailey as you realize what she's hinting at.

"...what kind of horrible things?" you ask in a whisper, your cock growing hard and pressing into her thigh.

Bailey answers, "It would be a real shame if a man saw me like this and decided to... Well, you know how men are. Horny. Can't control themselves. And with no one around to see or hear what could have happened to me... I'm just so glad that you're my Good Samaritan."

It's no coincidence that Bailey is subtly wiggling her ass at you, enticing you to do the very thing she claims to not want. She looks back at you and she bites her lip.

She continues, "It's just I'm just so helpless that I wouldn't even be able to fight back, and hypothetically, you could do anything you wanted to me right now.... What are you doing?" Bailey smiles as she feels the jumpropes around her arms not being untangled, but getting tighter and tighter.

"Something you fucken' deserve, you dumb bitch," you growl, your cock tearing a hole through your pants and thwacking Bailey's jiggly feminist ass. You firmly tie knots around her arms, ensuring they can't move.

Bailey is hardly pretending anymore, and she pouts at you with puppy dog eyes. "Oh no, mister! Please don't **** me, I'm just so helpless and IaaaaaAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"

She screams as, in one swift motion, you get on top of her and thrust your thick cock into her dry, unprepared asshole.

"Mmmm, FUCK," you groan in satisfaction. So good. Her rectum is so tight and hot around your cock.

Bailey whimpers in a mixture of pain and shameful lust. There's nothing she wants more than to be violated in the exact way that she is so outspoken against. All her beliefs about female empowerment are a front to hide the fact that deep down, she gets off on the idea that women are inferior.

When Bailey first found /r/rapefantasy and /r/misogynylifestyle, she didn't leave her bedroom for a week. Masturbating to it was like eating the forbidden fruit. She felt so guilty afterwards, as she realized that her feminism was more to convince herself than anyone else. From then on, she could only get off to the most brutal, degrading, and misogynistic porn. She started craving the idea that she belongs in the kitchen, as an obedient housemaid who always makes sure her man's balls are empty. Sometimes, she wants to be a sex ****, simply a piece of property owned by a man.

With Bailey impaled on your cock, you start slowly humping. Bailey bites her hand and screams into it as her anus is painfully ****. Because you used no lube, her ass is pulled up and down with the motion of your hips. You're still able to pleasure your cock with this, even if you're not able to fully thrust in and out.

"You're a fucking object for my pleasure, you understand me?" you angrily say.

Wanting to be abused even harder, Bailey decides to try pushing your buttons. "N-no," she whimpers, "I'm a woman and I deserve dignity, and I--"

CRACK-CRACK!

Bailey is met with two hard slaps in the face, and she squeals in delight.

"You don't deserve shit. Look at how much of a whore you are. You're actually getting off on this, aren't you?" you say.

"N-no, I'm not! Please, I don't wanna be ****!" she says disingenuously.

CRACK-CRACK!

"Stupid fucking female!" you grunt, and you start pounding into her dry, raw asshole. "What you want doesn't fucking matter!"

Bailey's eyes roll into the back of her head, and she starts cumming.

CRACK-CRACK!
CRACK-CRACK!
CRACK-CRACK!

"You're my fucking sex **** now, you understand me?!" you say, while repeatedly cracking Bailey across her face.

Fucked silly, Bailey nods in agreement.

CLAP CLAP CLAP

Bailey's thighs clap against yours as you **** her ass. With her mouth agape and eyes rolled all the way back, Bailey couldn't even tell you what planet she's on. Her sensitive ass is in a world of pain. Her whole body bounces as you pound into her backside.

It would feel better with lube, but that hardly compares to the feeling of dominating a bitch so hard that her screams go silent. It feels intoxicating to have a smaller woman underneath you who is unable to control herself as she's used like a fleshlight.

CLAP CLAP CLAP

Her jiggly asscheeks clap into your pelvis over and over. They're the perfect cushions for plowing her tight butthole, and they feel amazing when pressed into your skin. You savor the feeling of being deep inside Bailey's tight behind.

Then you decide that you've had enough of her asshole. She squeals as you rip your cock out of her ass.

You both sit there catching your breath. You grab her chin and make her look at you. "What are you?" you ask, wanting to know if she knows her place.

A smile flashes across her face, but she suppresses it as she tries her best to look totally subservient to you. "I'm your feminist sex ****, master," she replies.

"Yeah? And what does that mean?"

"It means that I'm just a set of holes for you to use, master. Master's pleasure matters more than my pain."

You grin. You're drunk with power as you guide Bailey's head to your crotch.

BLUAKHH!

Bailey gags from the taste when your cock enters her mouth, and she instinctively pulls away.

"I'm sorry, master! My pain doesn't matter! I'll try harder!" Bailey says desperately.

You keep forcing her to taste her own ass on your cock, and she struggles against the firm grip you have in her hair. But eventually, she gets used to the taste, and you're able to sit there and use her head like a fleshlight to pleasure yourself.

shhhlp-shhlp-shhhlp

Her mouth makes wet suctioning sounds as you use it. Her saliva gets thick and bubbly, and it drips down to your balls.

You've had enough. You've been far too gentle with Bailey. You abruptly stand up, making your cock stab into her throat, and making her gag horribly. She falls backwards and collapses onto the ground. You grab her by her hair and you drag her over to the shower room. She scrambles to find her footing as her arms are tied up.

"You better get ready, ****," you say. You turn on the shower in preparation for what's about to come next.

With warm water showering both of you off, you start facefucking Bailey as she kneels in front of you.

Glah! Glah! Glah! Glah!

With every thrust, your cockhead hits her tight throat sphincter, her gag reflex preventing you from fucking her throat. You can only get about the first 4 inches of your cock in. You want to make all 8 inches disappear.

"YOU FUCKING WHORE, LET ME IN THAT FUCKING THROAT!" you scream, and you piston harder and faster into her face.

GLAH GLAH GLAH GLAH GLAH!

Finally, you break into Bailey's tight throat and you hold yourself there. Her face goes red and she slaps at your thighs, but you don't let her off.

Then, without warning, you start pistoning in and out of Bailey's throat.

GLURK GLURK GLURK GLURK GLURK!

Bailey struggles to breathe for the next five minutes as you throatfuck her nonstop. The shower water hitting her face certainly doesn't help either, and she starts getting black spots in her vision.

Even worse for her, you find the exact ways to trigger Bailey's gag reflex and repeatedly fuck with it. While enjoying the feeling of her retching gullet, Bailey vomits up her breakfast all over your cock.

BLERKKHH!

Thankfully, the shower water rinses it all away, which allows you do it again. You make her vomit over and over until she's coughing up nothing but clear liquid. Her vomiting throat spasms, which edges your cock and gets you close to cumming.

The whole school will know that Bailey's not a feminist anymore. The fact that you currently have an audience will make sure of that: you look toward the entrance of the shower room, and two of your classmates are standing there: Jackie and Sydney, both recording in absolute shock as you violently throatrape the class feminist. They must've heard you **** Bailey from outside the locker room and wandered in. Bailey has no idea they're there recording, as her eyes are squeezed shut from the shower water. She would be devastated if she knew she was being recorded.

You're too focused on brutalizing the schoolgirl in front of you to pay attention to Jackie and Sydney.

"FUCKING! WHORE! BITCH!" you scream, ruthlessly cramming your cock down her hot throat over and over.

GLURK! GLURK! GLURK! GLURK! GLURK!

Your balls go splat splat splat splat! against her wet face. With a primal grunt, and one hard thrust of your hips, you pin Bailey's head to the wall and start cumming down her throat.

BLERKKK!

Bailey vomits as her throat gets creampied, and thick cum spills out of her mouth. Her throat gets impossibly tight against your cock, trying to squeeze you out. This intensifies your orgasm and you buck your hips into her face.

GLKKKKKK!

Bailey's **** makes her gullet rub in all the right ways against your cock. The sounds emanating from her throat are music to your ears, her pain being the perfect complement to your pleasure.

"Oh, fuck. Fucking take it," you say as you come down from your orgasm. The soft, hot flesh of her throat pulses tightly against your cock, milking you of all your cum.

With your balls empty, you pull out of Bailey's face. She collapses to the floor, ****.

You catch your breath.

Catching your attention, the two girls gasp, impressed by your sexual prowess. "Wow," says Jackie, "you really did a number on her."

"Yeahhh," whispers Sydney in agreement. "Th-that w-was amazing..." Sydney looks at you with literal hearts in her eyes. She feels totally flustered around you.

"Well, maybe next time you should participate instead of watching," you say.

"Yes!" the girls immediately say. They give you their numbers. They tell you that they're down to fuck whenever you want, and you let them know that it will definitely happen.

After flirting with you some more, Jackie and Sydney leave, and you look down at Bailey. Her chest slowly rises and sinks with each breath. You feel up her soft tits and round ass, and then you leave the messy, throatfucked feminist to sleep it off on the wet shower floor.

You feel like a sex god as you walk out of the locker room.

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The rest of PE goes well. **** Bailey has you tuckered out, so you have to turn down multiple requests from girls for one-on-one 'cardio' sessions. You need to recharge first.

About halfway through PE, Bailey makes it out of the locker room. She had cleaned herself up and put on clothes, and come out to meet the rest of the class. You two talk about what happened, and Bailey tells you more about her sexual history.

Apparently, Bailey's been keeping it in for a long time. She tells you that she used to leave town to take care of her repressed sexual urges. On weekends, she would drive for hours until she felt it was safe; then she'd find local gloryholes. One thing would always lead to another, and she'd find herself in gangbangs with strangers. And if she couldn't find gloryholes, she'd just walk around and find men to seduce. She took so many raw dicks in these weekend sex binges that she lost count of her body count after the first weekend. She'd wake up in puddles of cum, on a stranger's mattress, not knowing how many men used her while she was asleep.

She then tells you that being fucked by you was liberating. She praises you for your size, saying that you're the biggest dick she's ever had, and that she came just from getting her throat fucked.

In response, you ask her if she'll be your sex ****, and she enthusiastically agrees. Whenever you're horny, she promises that she will be an option for you, whether you go to her place or she comes to meet you. She'll be on call 24/7, and only you get to decide when you're done with her. If you don't tell her she can leave, then she'll stay at your house forever as a live-in fuckmaid. Your word is her command: if you tell her to find and bring back 5 girls, she says she'll get you 10. If you slap her in the face, she'll slap herself in the face even harder. She promises to make you food, do all your chores and homework, and wake you up with a blowjob every morning. Finally, she promises to always call you master, and she will always affirm that she's a worthless female built to serve superior men.

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After PE, you head off to your second and last class of the day (you're on block schedule, so it's 2 long classes per day instead of 6-7 short classes).