Started on all fours

Jesse walked through the crisp, chill air away from the maglev station. His heels clicking along the sidewalk in a staggered, comforting rhythm. He could now tell just by the sound, whether he was properly strutting his assets as he'd been so painstakingly taught. This chunk of town no longer held much fear for him at all… He'd been ushered into the alleys on either side by eager clients several times, but had barely caught a glimpse of any gang of dropouts. He wondered if the ones who had ambushed him had all been rounded up by Corpo security after stealing that flexitab. A surprising pang of pity welled up in him at the thought. They had all looked so ragged and ****. Perhaps masturbating over his prostrate and endlessly-orgasming body had been the last pleasurable experience they'd had, before being locked away or mind-wiped? Now he was more accustomed to seeing himself as just a tool for other's enjoyment, it hardly seemed like such a harrowing ordeal.

Up ahead, a familiar car came into view. Parked where it often was, just a little way up from the school. The sissy sidled up and knocked politely on the back window, knowing exactly what he'd see inside...

Suzy unlocked and pushed open the door, stretching up from his kneeling-forward position. This was by far the most common position Jesse encountered his erstwhile femboyfriend in these days. Starting the day as it was likely to go on: on all fours and being pistoned in and out of by a good, thick cock. The Home-raised slutwife got the distinct impression that his large-breasted lover was feeling a little abandoned by 'Daddy', who seemed to be away on business a lot these days. Leading to Suzy exploring his relationships with the paid staff a lot more… A human fucktoy used to being played with constantly could end up feeling a little lost and lonely with empty hours in a gaping mansion on their hands, after all. Jesse leaned in to offer a long kiss hello, and could feel through that tangle of tongues how much the other sissy was enjoying those backseat invasions.

Once the driver had finished inside what was technically his ward and somewhat employer, the two little schoolboys got on their way to class. Suzy did his best to clean up before staining those pure-white legwarmers… but at the end of the day; a few cummy dribbles down the back of the thighs was going to be near inevitable. At least they had openings to allow for easy access where it was most definitely needed, else they’d all end up sat on damp, sticky cotton half the day. The two sissies hurried along, hand-in-hand. Not wanting to earn an early spanking for being late, but also savouring this little time they got to be alone together.

Jesse still wasn’t quite sure what to describe the relationship which had grown between the two of them. They were both fundamentally just current property of Madame Stanfield’s Academy after all, pending graduation to a life almost certainly apart. Yet, all their fellow classmates knew: whosoever wanted to share a little study-session with Jesse, had to check that Suzy hadn’t called dibs first. It made the slightly-more submissive of the couple feel strangely warm inside… Like he’d found his own version of the ‘Daddy’ which his partner-without-panties still held as the unshakable symbol of all that was right in the world. Every day he grew a little more attached and respectful of his feisty, honest and passionate lover. There was a certain tightness in his chest whenever the blonde femboy jumped to his defence after he made mistakes; preferring they both be punished together, whenever it was inevitably going to happen. And, of course, Jesse had been penetrated by a whole range of differing penises by now, including every other one available in their class. But the one that had taken his virginity still filled a special place in his rectum. It was his favourite fleshy spear to be invaded by… and he made sure it was inside of him as often as he could.