First Day of School

When I wake up, my ass feels… great!

Without the sex induced haze I wonder about what the fuck this all means. _What the fuck is going on? I don’t like things in my ass. Why did I like that? _I shake the thoughts from my head. This is my life now. I have to accept that. If I don’t get this right, I might end up in a worse situation than I can imagine. The Empire is a world of wonder, not all of those wonders are great.

I take a shower and brush my teeth. Fresh new clothes go over my clit cage and butt plug, though they’re the same type of thin, too-well-fitting shirt and pants. I slide into a pair of Crayola blue flipflops since it’s all they’ve provided. I sit down at my computer but pull out my laptop that I’m supposed to take to school. I log in and click to watch the video.

The video plays and the camera pans the decorated halls of the Castle Trilla at the heart of the Empire. Paintings in gold frames, statues in bronze and marble line the hall, leading up to the Head of the Empire, the world’s largest diamond that’s cut in a life sized bust of Her Highness, Empress Dissia. Then a heel steps on the diamond and the camera follows the long, voluptuous leg up to a fat monster cock. The camera tilts up to bring the Empress into view but keep her cock at the front of the shot.

“Greetings, subject. Soon, you shall be on your way to a life of purpose in my empire. I’ve made all necessary arrangements for you and am sure you shall be overjoyed with how fortunate you are.”

I wipe my sweaty hands across my pants as I swallow a mouthful of saliva. I make a quick dash to the fridge and grab a gallon of milk.

“…follow these instructions to the letter and you shall find all troubles in your life removed. You’ll learn all about that in school. First, I’m going to personally teach you something that you need to know before you step foot into my empire. How to worship.”

The camera cuts to a naked man on his hands and knees, bowing before the Empress. How fucking lucky. The Empress snaps her fingers and points to her feet which are on magnetic heels. I’d read a few times that the Empire had cyberware implants but reserved it mostly for the royal family or the military. Though, the military is mostly enlarged dicks while the more comfort of living cyberware belonged to the elite.

I watch with wide eyes and bated breath. When she has him lick her ass I reach for my dick but the hard black plastic reminds me that, not only can I not play with myself, I don’t have a dick, I have a clit. I need to remember that shit. If I call it my dick by mistake, they’ll probably fuck me dizzy. Or worse, maybe they won’t fuck me… Wait why would that be worse? Fuck! I’m getting all fucking turned around! I watch the lucky fucking fuck worship the Empress, something I’ll only ever dream of, but I take a few swallows of milk to help reset my mind. I can’t believe I’m thinking such weird shit. When I set the milk down I realize I’ve gone through nearly half the fucking jug.

Fuck! What is happening to me? Is it really this fucking milk that’s making me so fucking attracted to futa and getting fucked up my ass?

My eyes drift back to the video as the male is now sucking the Empress’ grapefruit sized balls. I drink the last of the gallon.

I want more but my stomach is too full. I say a silent prayer, thanking whatever god or goddess might be out there that I can drink so much futa milk to begin with. A whole fucking gallon, in like twenty minutes? That’s fucking crazy.

I watch the rest of the video. Not because I need to learn the order of worship, but because I like the way my boy-hole squeezes my butt plug when I look at the Empress.

Empress Dissia uses her **** to show how to properly wash balls groom crotch hair if the futa has any, and then how to take a big, heavy bitchbreaker cock down the throat. She claims she’s fucking twenty-four inches long, and I wouldn’t be one to argue, that thing is stupid huge. The veins running up and down it, the urethra thumping with power, no wonder she’s taken over more than half the world.

I close the laptop and place it under my arm. Free males aren’t allowed to have backpacks in the Empire. We carry only what is in our pockets and hands. I put my room key in my pocket and I head out.

I’ve made the walk to the former college campus hundreds of times. I went to school there for three years before everything got shut down. I was learning graphic design for gaming but, fuck me, things can change in a day.

I get to the first street crossing and find Ben and Matt waiting a few feet behind Abby and Mistress. Seeing her makes my butt try to milk the butt plug and my face burns with shame even though I’m the only one who knows. I realize that I never got to see her back yesterday, only her juicy cock and tits. Her shoulders and upper back connect her sleaves with a large pentagram wrapped in smoke.

As if sensing my presence, Mistress turns around, her victorious smile spreads when she sees me. She points to the ground next to her as her chin tilts up, just like the Empress. I speed walk to her. Running in the flipflops isn’t really doable and I also don’t want to look like an eager slut in front of Matt and Ben.

“Jack! There’s our sweet little cocksucker,” Abby says with a big smile.

Mistress puts a foot forward and leaves it there.

Is she wanting me to worship her right here on the street? My clit strains against its cage and my butt throbs on the plug. I glance back to Matt and Ben but they just stand there with their eyes wide. Oh, they know.

I shrug out of my clothes and go to the ground where I kiss Rebeca’s foot. Open toed heels let me kiss the black nail polish of her big toe. Abby’s heel steps on my ass as the two laugh. I kiss the side of Mistress’ foot so I can look up at them. They tower over me and bite my lip as I imagine them fucking me right there on the street.

“Okay, that’s enough, you horny little slut.” Mistress smiles at me as she crooks a finger for me to stand. She tilts my face from side to side and then licks her thumb before wiping my cheek with it a couple times. “Don’t let your face touch the ground when we’re outside. I like my trophies to shine. Now get dressed, or we’ll be late.

I jump back into my clothes and take Abby’s hand as she offers it to me.

“Don’t lag behind, cocksuckers,” Mistress calls over her shoulder to Matt and Ben. She snaps her fingers and points to her side. “I want both of you right next to me on our walk.”

The two are quick to obey with Matt the first to reach Rachel’s side. A bit taller than me or Ben, Matt is almost as tall as Rachel. In fact, if it wasn’t for her heels, he probably would be the same height.

“Hi, I’m Matt. Pleasure to meet you.”

“Shut it, Matt. I said I want you next to me. I didn’t say I want you to speak. Give me your phones.” She holds out her hand without even stopping, expecting both to hand over their phones, which they did. She flicked through them and then tossed them back.

“Both the cocksuckers are free. The stupid one is in Charlie though.”

“Do you know what the programs are? Like, what the difference is?” I ask.

Abby smiled down at me and squeezed my hand. “It’s a secret, but I’ve heard some rumors. All I’ll say is that they’re putting a lot of focus into Alpha, so it must be something special. Beta is also receiving a lot of attention, but it doesn’t seem as exclusive as Alpha. I haven’t heard anything about Charlie so I can’t say for sure what they’ll be doing.”

“What about you and Mistress?”

“We’re part of the Delta group, ‘D’ stands for domination. I don’t think it’s too hard for you to understand why.” She winks at me.

My clit strains against the cage again.

Abby laughs and shakes me as we turn up the campus’s main street. “Gosh, Jack, you’re such a little slut. You know that?”

“What? I don’t know what you mean.”

“You’re blushing so hard. I’m surprised your little clit hasn’t burst it’s cage.”

Me too. I can’t say it, but fuck is it the truth. My ass aches with need and I look over to Mistress.

“Your classes are both in that building, turds. Come here.” Matt stands in front of her and she knees him in the crotch. He falls to the ground gasping as she pulls Ben in place and knees him as well.

Fuck! If that’s how she goodbye to guys she doesn’t own, how is she going to say goodbye to me?

Abby turns me around, cups my face in both hands and lays a sizzling kiss on my lips that melts my knees.

“I love you, Jack. I’ll see you a little later.”

With my head swimming, I look up at her and smile. “Yeah… Sounds great. I love you, Abby.”

She wags her finger with a smile. “You call me Momma from now on. Momma’s gonna be stroking her cock all day, thinking of you.”

If my face was red before it must be on fire now that it feels like lava’s flowing under my skin.

“Hey,” Mistress spins me around and my nuts quake in fear. “Have a good day in class baby.” She cups my face and pulls me in for a blistering kiss. Before I can beg her to fuck me into the pavement, she adds, “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t want you to. See ya, bitch.”

She holds a hand toward Abby and the two walk off hand in hand.

“Holy shit,” Matt says as he watches the two girls walk off with me. “You are lucky as fuck! Ugh!” He grimaces and grabs his crotch. “Well, I mean with Abby. Rachel is hot too, though. Maybe if I get on her good side she won’t knee me in the fucking balls.”

“So, we’re all in this building?” Ben asks. “I thought Charlie was in a different building.”

“Yeah. I’m over in building three. I think she just wanted to get rid of us.”

Matt waves goodbye as he limps off and Ben follows me to our class.

We enter room A-1 as instructed to find one other guy already there. The walls are covered with posters of futa cocks just like my bedroom. The floor is a grey epoxy but besides one desk at the front that looks like the teacher’s desk, the room is empty.

“You guys in the Alpha program too?” the other guy asked. He looks like us, body style wise, but his hair is light brown, cut very short. His brown eyes look back and forth from the two of us.

Ben and I nodded.

“I’m Kevin. You seen Lee?”

“I don’t know a Lee,” I answer.

“Oh, he’s in the room across from mine, we share the same balcony.”

“He’d be in 301,” Ben says.

After about five minutes, we sit down on the floor. The plush chair at the desk looks comfortable, but knowing my luck, as soon as my but touches it, the teacher will walk in and make me pay. Thirty minutes goes by and things feel a little off. I go outside just to double check the door did say A-1 and it does.

“What should we do?” Kevin asks.

“I guess we wait.” I suggest. “We were told to come here so I think we just wait.”

“This isn’t right,” Ben says. “We’ve got to be in the wrong spot. And Lee is probably in the right place.” He stands and paces. “Fuck. If it was just the teacher missing, I’d think she was running late, but if it’s the teacher and a student… We’ve got to be in the wrong place.”

“But, don’t they know where we are?” Kevin asks. “I thought they tracked all of our movement. If we were in the wrong place, wouldn’t they send someone to get us?”

“I don’t know. Fuck. I’m going to go back outside for a smoke,” Ben says. “You want to join me?”