Gung-ho, even!

Amelia let out a huge nervous breath as she approached the Academy gates. All around her she saw other girls donning the iconic school uniform, some confident, some seeming as nervous as she was. She steeled her nerves and walked in.

She hadn't walked ten steps when she was suddenly grabbed from behind. A soft hand roughly grabbed her left breast, another taking hold of her limp penis. "Hello, gorgeous stranger." a confident voice spoke from behind her. "New here?"

Amelia tried to shake the girl off, but she was too strong. "Come now, don't act as if you don't enjoy it." She was right. Amelia's cock was getting stiffer already and her nipples stood at attention, like the traitors they were. "Are you hungry?"

As soon as soon as the stranger said that Amelia was spun around and pushed to her knees. The person in front of her was wearing a closed up jacket and a miniskirt. A senior then. More important was the huge cock lifting the skirt. Amelia was not pulled any closer, and yet the tip was still right under her nose. And the scent, oh god, the scent. It was so strong, so powerful.

This dick had definitely not been washed this morning, but even so....this had to be a Pure Futa. The stench was driving her crazy, clouding her brain. Would her dear, sweet Ellie be able to this when she was older? Drive her sister mad with nothing but the smell of her cock?

She had to taste it. She needed it. Not a second after she opened her mouth the stranger grabbed her by the hair and slammed her open hole on the waiting meat. Amelia was glad that she trained deepthroating for months so she could accomodate Ellie on her 18th birthday, otherwise this could've been very painful. Well, even more painful.

But no matter the pain, right now she was in bliss. The taste was everything she had hoped for. So raw, so nasty, so sexy. In this moment she felt like she was no better than a fleshlight, picked up, used, and then discarded. The stranger was merciful with her, frequently withdrawing her member from Amelia's throat for a second or two so she could take breath. After a good 10 minutes of throat-fucking, it was finally time. She could feel the stranger's tasty cock throb and prepareed herself.

Just before the explosion the stranger suddenly slammed her cock all the way down Amelia's throat, her nose pressing against the stranger's blonde pubic hair. "A slut like you doesn't deserve to taste my cum."

Amelia let out a groan of disapproval, but didn't fight back.She felt a hot, thick liquid running down into her stomach, where it belonged. She was a bit miffed that she didn't get to enjoy the cum, butshe focused on the taste of the stranger's dick instead. She did a good job cleaning it. She felt proud.

Finally, the stranger released Amelia and she took the delicious slab of meat out of her mouth. For the first time, she got a good look at her mystery benefactor. She looked gigantic from Amelia's kneeling position, but if she had to estimate, Amelia would guess she was about 6'4. Maybe 65. Her curly golden locks framed a very refined, yet confident looking face, the stare in her eyes clearly letting Amelia know she was beneath her.

"What's your name?" the tall blonde asked.

"A-amelia." she stammered in respons.

"I'm Patricia Belmont. Maybe you've heard of me?" Oh. Now it made sense. Patricia Belmont was the heiress apparent to the Belmont Semen Farms company, an old family big on tradition. Despite having many older Hybrid sisters, she is the next in line, and the only other Belmont child officially documented in the family registry is her 3 year old Pure Futa cousin. It was only natural that she treated Amelia the way she did.

"Listen, your throat was not a bad little cumdump. Do you wanna come to the opening ceremony with us?" She pointed behind her, where two more wealthy looking seniors were standing, no doubt equally important daughters of wealth and influence. Around them,Amelia could see 4 juniors, presumably newbies like her, crawling at their feet, heads down low. "Of course, if you want to join us, you have to do it on all fours. Naturally."

She kicked off her left high heel, and raised her foot in front of Amelia's face. Like most people nowadays, she went barefoot. The odor wafting from her sole told Amelia that her cock was not the only thing Patty neglected to wash today. "Juat give me a little kiss and you're part of our little.....family." She grinned ominously when she said the last word. "But be warned, no taksies backsies."

Amelia had the feeling that if she went through with this, Patricia would own her. Until she graduated, at least.