Cheerleaders - Taking Taylor Pt. 02

Hello Readers.

Welcome back to Taylor's tale. I hope you enjoyed the first.

The story here deviated quite a bit from what I had originally laid out in my mind. Taylor was meant to fight more, to have some more back and forth between her and Candice, but as I wrote the characters just didn't really behave that way and we ended up with this.

I hope you still enjoy this version of the story.

In this part you can expect most of the things from the first: Hot Cheerleaders, Futanari, Deep Throat, Mind Games, Domination and Submission, plus we have some Bondage, a little bit of Anal play, Orgasm Denial and Chastity.

As always feedback and comments are most welcome.

Everyone is over 18.

I hope you continue to enjoy Taylor's spiral into total submission.

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Part 2

"Fuck! Yes! Yes! Harder! Fuck me harder you bitch! Give it to me!"

The vigorous sounds of skin slapping against skin filled the air of Taylor Thompson's private 'exercise room' as she called it. She was covered in sweat, her skin shimmering in the light, her blonde hair dank and limp against her back.

The person spewing obscenities was her best friend. Kiera Olsen. She was currently on her hands and knees, her ass slamming backwards into Taylor's crotch. The tight tunnel of her pussy gripping and massaging Taylor's cock with every bounce.

It felt good, amazing even. Kiera was always an energetic and encouraging lover. And she knew how to use her body.

They'd been sharing a bed since University began, though not often. Being one of the few who she considered of the same social status as herself as well as also being a Futanari like herself, Kiera understood the needs that came with being one. And the demands that came with being a senator's daughter. They had been discreet. Only Emma and Clara had any hint that they had been together. Until last week, Kiera had been her only lover. Sure she had teased plenty of others, boys and girls alike. Making out and getting felt up were part of her arsenal in getting what she wanted.

But last week had changed that. Last week had changed everything.

Candice Moore had gotten into her head. Gotten into her pants. Her body. She'd made her experience levels of pleasure she hadn't thought possible. Because Candice had figured out what her body craved. That it wanted to be used. To be made to submit and suffer. To experience denial over and over again.

And as her final parting shot, she'd told Taylor she wasn't allowed to cum without her permission. She'd scoffed at that when they parted and she could think properly again, raged at it, the sheer audacity it had taken. She had thought that her submission had just been a mistake. Something to experiment with and then discard. She'd told herself she wasn't really like that. She was meant to be in charge. In control.

Her body disagreed.

It hadn't co-operated at all when she tried to masturbate. No matter how hard she got, or however much she stroked. Orgasm just wouldn't arrive. Her pleasure was interrupted by Candy's words ringing in her mind.

The bitch had made it worse too. Every night since Candy had used her as a cumdump, after she had shamefully begged to be used after the first home game of the season, she'd received two messages. Like clockwork they'd arrive and make her nights worse.

The first one telling her 'Don't forget to be a good girl for Candy'.

That was usually enough to make her furious.

Then the second would arrive about fifteen minutes later. A photo. Always of Candy herself, or a part of her.

The first one had been of her long, pale legs, shining and wet propped up on the side of her bath as she soaked in the water.

They'd only escalated from there.

The second one had been a close up of her perky tits and hard, dark, little nipples.

The third had been those same tits but covered in oil, shiny and slick.

It wasn't until the fourth message that problems had started to occur. The others had been easy to ignore, even if they were sexy and alluring.

The fourth had been what had broken her resolve the previous week. Candice's cock. Large, thick and with a shape she could recognize on sight alone, even if the red and white skirt it was poking out from underneath hadn't hinted at its owner's identity.

That night had been torture. She'd been denied an orgasm for days. Her mental arguments with herself had been draining and the photo had seemed like a god send. If her body wanted Candy, then this was how it was going to get it. Within minutes of getting the photo she'd had her cock in one hand and the other had fingers plunging into her cunt.

It hadn't been enough. She'd gotten so close. As if all she had to do was reach just a little further and her long awaited release would be hers. It didn't matter. Her cock had stayed hard and unfulfilled the rest of the night.

The fifth had been even worse. A close up of her unspoken obsession. Candy's slim fingers holding her shaft and balls, as if presenting them for her to inspect.

That had taken every inch of her willpower to ignore. To stop herself from going through the torment of the night before. The arguments and self-recriminations when she didn't achieve release.

The sixth is what had led her to this. To inviting Kiera over in the hope to blow off some steam. To finally achieve a long-needed orgasm.

It had been a photo of a photo. The photo had been of her to be exact. From some sporting event or rally. She didn't know where Candy had dug it up from but she'd been all done up, looking hot as all hell in her uniform. And there was white, sticky cum all over it. Pools of it covered the photo while Candy's cock lingered at the edge of the frame.

It had instantly made her think of the Friday before. Of how she'd spent her evening swallowing load after load after load of that same liquid. Her cock had turned to stone and had not relented.

Which was why she was now balls deep in Kiera, and had been for the better part of an hour. It felt fantastic, to finally fuck, to have her cock surrounded by hot, wet, tight pussy.

The problem was she couldn't cum. No matter how hard she thrusted, no matter how many times Kiera's folds clenched around her as the curvy blonde came with a wailing cry, no matter that they'd done this dozens of times before without an issue and she'd filled Kiera so full with cum it had overflowed into the bed. None of that mattered. Her cock just stubbornly refused to cooperate.

"Fuuuck Tay, you're so freakin hard inside me, you're gonna make me cum again," Kiera moaned.

Taylor grunted. She didn't know how else to respond at the moment. All she wanted to do was cum herself.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Kiera braced her arms, slamming her hips back into Taylor with every word.

Every impact made Taylor moan, her grip on Keira's hips tightening as she tried to reach her peak. It was so close. Kiera felt so good, her velvety tunnel massaging every inch of her thick length as it sawed back and forth into her friend.

"Ugh, ugh, oooh, fuck," Kiera moaned as she impaled herself again.

"I'm gonna cum Tay, fuck me! Fuck meeee!"

Taylor moaned as Kiera's internal muscles tightened, the beautiful blonde climaxing around her cock and trying to milk one from her as well. She leant into it, letting the sensations fill her, taking in the sight of Kiera's round muscular ass bouncing in front of her. She just wanted to cum.

She pushed harder, deeper, grinding her cock into Kiera's depths and making the other woman groan as she was filled to the brink. She was so close. The pressure building low in her body.

Don't forget to be a good girl for Candy.

The words sprang unbidden to her mind and the build up she had been riding faded.

No. Not again. She couldn't be denied again.

Taylor ground into Kiera again, pushing another wail from her friend before she collapsed, her arms giving way and she slumped onto the bed as her climax faded. Taylor followed her down, falling onto Kiera, not wanting to pull out.

"Fuuuck!" Kiera cried when Taylor bottomed out inside her again.

"Oh god Tay, fuck! Fuck!" Kiera cried again when Taylor's hips retreated then crashed into her again.

"I wanna cum, I wanna cum, I wanna cum," Taylor chanted as she hammered into Kiera, her cock was so hard, Kiera's pussy so wet and willing.

"Yes Tay! Cum in me! Fill me up!" Kiera said eagerly, pushing back against the thick cock filling her up.

Taylor tried. For a solid minute her cock plundered Kiera's tight depths, the only sound either of them making a moan of pleasure or a mewling cry of need. It was too much. Taylor couldn't get past the wall. Her orgasm was always just out of reach as her cock got harder and more sensitive within Kiera. In the end it was Kiera who orgasmed, the athletic blonde shaking and shuddering her way through another climax as Taylor fucked her.

"FUCK!" Taylor yelled in frustration as she pulled out and collapsed onto her back beside Kiera, her dick standing tall and stiff as a mast.

"Holy shit Tay," Kiera gasped as she rolled over to face Taylor, "I don't think you've ever fucked me that hard before. I'm gonna be lucky to walk out of here."

She rolled her eyes down Taylor's body, admiring the sheen of sweat that covered her tan skin, the swell of her heaving tits, the flat washboard of her stomach and then the hard rod of her dick.

"How haven't you cum yet?" she asked in awe, "I've made a freakin mess of the bed with how many times you made me cum. Probably gonna have to buy some new sheets."

"Mmm, I just haven't finished you yet is all," Taylor told her, with a smouldering look.

The words were full of false confidence. How could she tell anyone that she couldn't cum because Candice had told her not to? That her body wanted to obey that order rather than her own wishes.

Kiera shook her head in disbelief, a smirk turning up her cheek.

"Not finished? We've got the game tomorrow Tay, I'm not sure I can take any more of that."

Taylor didn't particularly care. Her thoughts were still consumed by her lack of release. What was she going to do? If she went to Candice like this tomorrow, then she would truly be lost. Her submission was guaranteed.

Submission.

The word shook Taylor, made her mind race through the fog of pent up arousal. Would that be all it took? To let someone else be in control. She looked at Kiera. It was something they'd done before, if rarely. Taylor liked to fuck. Kiera loved to be fucked. So that was usually what they did. She could count on the fingers of one hand, the times they'd swapped and still have a few to spare.

She bit her lip and put on her best seductive look before rolling onto her stomach.

"Well in that case, I think you can do something for me," she told Kiera, blue eyes staring into the other woman's matching pair and she wriggled her ass in the air.

"You want me to fuck you?" Kiera said somewhere between eagerness and disbelief.

"Mhmm," Taylor purred, "I need it K. Bad."

"Well I'm certainly not one to deny anyone a good fuck, especially you, you've been weird and out of it all week."

Taylor didn't respond to that, how could she, she just shook her ass at Kiera again.

Kiera grinned, delight glowing in her eyes. It really was a treat, Taylor rarely wanted to have someone above her. Eagerly pushing herself up onto her knees, she waddled across the mattress on them till she was behind Taylor.

Taylor watched her friend. Admired her body. The toned stomach, the curve of her hips, the long legs. And that wasn't even the fun parts. Kiera was blessed with a fantastic rack, large and apparently gravity defying, it attracted plenty of admirers every time they took the field at games. What Taylor really wanted now though, was Kiera's dick. It wasn't as thick as her own, but it was slightly longer and had a prominent curve to it when erect that she knew could reach the best places.

"Mmm, your ass looks fantastic like this Tay," Kiera said as she settled herself behind Taylor properly.

"And this pussy looks fucking delicious," she added as she took her cock in hand and lined it up with Taylor's slick entrance.

"Look how wet you are," Kiera said appreciatively and dragged her cock along Taylor's folds.

"Fuuuck, don't tease me K, I need it," Taylor pleaded at the touch. She did, waves of desire were flowing through her every time Kiera's tip touched her.

"But you sound so hot all needy like this, how can I resist?" Kiera teased.

"I... ohhh fuck meeeee!" Taylor started to reply before wailing. Kiera's cock pushing into her without any warning. Spreading her open and pushing deep inside.

Kiera grabbed Taylor's hips, pulling the beautiful blonde slowly backwards onto her cock as she ground her own hips forward.

"You're so god damn tight Tay, I feel like I'm gonna blow already," Kiera moaned.

"Ugh, ooh, don't you fucking dare," Tay hissed as Kiera pulled back out.

Kiera thrust back harder in reply, her hips slapping into Taylor's ass with an audible smack.

"Yesss!" Taylor groaned as she was filled again.

Pleasure filled every part of her. This is what she needed.

Her moans and breathy sighs soon filled the air as Kiera settled into a rhythm.

It didn't take long for Taylor to start throwing her hips back even harder. The dick filling her up felt so good. Lances of ecstasy shooting up her spine with every thrust. Her own dick bouncing against her thighs and stomach with the impacts.

"Fuck me K, fill me up, harder!" Taylor cried out.

Kiera did, her tempo increasing and Taylor collapsed, her arms giving way and her tits pressing against the mattress as sensation overtook her.

"Fuck Tay, ugh, ugh, ohh... you feel so... fucking... good," Kiera moaned. She was in heaven. Taylor was wrapped around her dick so tightly. A velvet sheath that didn't want to let her go.

"Yess," Taylor purred in response, gyrating her hips, luxuriating in the cock filling her up so thoroughly.

"Fuck my tight pussy, let me make you feel good."

"Nghh, god Tay," Kiera bit back a moan. She gripped the firm, toned ass in front of her harder, squeezing the smooth cheeks.

Taylor moaned at the firmer touch, the submissive side of her that Candy had revealed slowly emerging as her pleasure rose.

She moaned again when Kiera's finger brushed across the sensitive ring of her ass. Her friend had always had a fascination with it. Every time she'd deigned to allow Kiera to fuck her instead, the blonde had tried to play with her ass. She'd always denied her before. That wasn't something she should be doing. But now. Now it sent a thrill through her.

Kiera noticed. Her hips not slowing as she kept pushing her dick deep into Taylor. But her finger, it slowed. Circling, pressing against the taut ring and making Taylor moan louder.

"Something really has gotten into you," Kiera said.

"I can feel you tighten every time I touch your ass Tay," Kiera told her and she pressed a bit harder, the tip of her finger easing inside.

"Oh fuck!" Taylor cried and she shuddered at the penetration. It wasn't big, not compared to the cock still filling her up over and over again. But the taboo of it. It thrilled her in a way she couldn't describe.

And the sensation, everything in her body felt amplified. Kiera's cock coring her out felt bigger. Her own cock harder and needier. This is what was finally going to make her cum. She knew it.

Having her ass played with. The forbidden hole that she had always denied.

It made her think of Candy. Of how the other woman had told her that this is what she truly was. If Candy had done this to her. What would have happened? Would she have been able to resist at all? She couldn't help but imagine it. Imagine that it wasn't Kiera's finger currently teasing her asshole but Candy's thick cock.

Her urge to cum surged. The need that had been so long denied leaping suddenly closer.

"More K, I need more! Make me cum! I need it!" the words poured out of her like a torrent, every exclamation joined by an almost violent slam of her hips against Kiera.

"Fuck yes Tay!" Kiera cried as she buried herself in Taylor's spasming cunt, her finger twisting deeper into her friend's clenching asshole.

"I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum so deep inside you Tay."

"Yes! Yes, fill me up! I'm gonna cum! I'm finally gonna cum!" Taylor cried out.

Kiera exploded. Taylor's tight pussy was too good, the sight of her usually bossy bitch of a friend crying out in ecstasy from a finger in her ass while she got fucked was something she had dreamt of but never managed to achieve. Now it was something she couldn't ignore. Something she wouldn't forget. Cum shot through her swelling shaft and thick strings of it painted Taylor's insides white.

That was enough for Taylor. Having someone use her again. To have their cum deep inside her, to feel it filling her up while her ass clenched around its first invader. She was too pent up. Had been denied for too long.

"FUUUUCK! Ohhh, Ughh! I'm cumming K!" She screamed.

Her orgasm tore through her. Bigger than Kiera's. If Kiera was shooting strings. She was shooting ropes. It was bigger than any orgasm she could remember in a long time. Her cock pulsing and twitching. Shot after shot after shot of hot cum erupting from her cock.

Time stretched as her orgasm felt like it went on and on. Her body producing ungodly amounts of cum, every thrust from Kiera forcing more from her body. It splattered everywhere. Her sheets, her thighs, against the bottom of her breasts. An ocean of white fluid coating every surface.

Eventually though, she ran dry, the tremendous release leaving her drained and satisfied. Kiera was as well, they both flopped apart, falling opposite ways onto the less flooded parts of the bed.

"That... that was incredible," Kiera panted.

"Mhmmm," Taylor agreed as she tried to catch her breath.

"I think... I think I'm gonna have a nap," Kiera said.

Taylor nodded a silent agreement and closed her eyes as her heart rate started to slow. Sleep was swift in coming. Her body was completely satisfied in a way it hadn't felt all week. Her last thoughts before it claimed her though, were of Candice.

She hadn't done as she was told. She'd been a bad girl. For some reason the idea of that troubled her, and she knew that if Candy found out, that whatever had formed between them would only escalate. That her plans already tenuous plans to destroy the other woman would be in jeopardy and that the prospect of that both terrified and thrilled her.

***

"DADDDDY!"

Taylor let a moment pass for her cry to echo around the house before she did it again.

"DADDY LETS GO!"

She couldn't be late today. She'd woken up extra early, and even then Kiera had already been gone. Slinking back to her own house to get ready no doubt. So she'd set her plan into motion. She'd applied her very best makeup, done her hair perfectly and made sure every inch of her uniform was spotless. She didn't usually wear it straight to school on account of her father's dress code request while she was at home, but today demanded it. He wouldn't say anything about it, he never did but she still tried not to fail that one simple request.

In short, she'd made sure she looked like royalty. Today Candice Moore was gonna know exactly who she was dealing with.

All that was needed now was to be there before Candice. Unfortunately her father was not co-operating. It was times like this that she'd wished she'd learnt to drive rather than relying on his chauffeurs. But what was the point of being rich if you didn't use some of the perks?

"Yes Taylor, I know it's game day, yes I know we are running late, yes I'm coming," her father said in a litany as he finally appeared at the top of the stairs.

Taylor narrowed her eyes at him. That felt far too mocking for this early in the morning. The grin he sent her way as he adjusted his tie only confirmed it.

"Patience Taylor," he told her when she went to speak.

"Good things come to those who wait, you know."

"And when was the last time you waited for anything?" she said sceptically.

"Three weeks ago," her father replied promptly as he reached the bottom.

"I believe you were trying on new outfits and I was told to 'hold on, I'll only be five minutes', I think I ended up waiting an hour."

"You've been sitting on that for a while," Taylor accused.

"Mmhmm," her father hummed in reply, "I need to take what I can get around here."

That made Taylor smile, he wasn't wrong. Her father indulged her nearly every time she demanded something of him, whether it was time, money or some other fancy. He made sure she got what she wanted.

"Now let's go, you need to make your grand entrance," he urged her towards the door.

That returned Taylor to her sour state. Candice. She had to be at school before Candice. Turning on her heel she quickly followed her father to the car.

The trip passed by as a blur. A haze of automatic interactions and barely remembered conversation. Taylor was completely focused on Candice. The dark haired cheerleader had become a problem over the past week. And not just with the head games she'd been playing. Every single day she'd joined her little squad for lunch. Made the effort to appear at practice and make herself known to everyone. Making friends. Working her way into their confidences. It was intolerable and exactly what she would have done.

Candice had even been completely normal with her while at the school, no heated looks, no secret, flirtatious touches, no text messages, nothing that would have given a hint to what she was thinking beyond school work and fitting in with the squad.

Only Kiera had really held herself aloof, she could sense that there was something going on between her and Candice even if she wasn't quite sure what that was. But she knew better than to get close to someone that could prove a problem.

"Fuck."

The word slipped from Taylor as soon as she stepped from the car. She was too late. Emma, Clara and Kiera were all waiting for her at the gates as usual. But they weren't alone. Candice was with them. And so was Chad fucking Zuckerman of all people.

All of them were dressed in their uniforms, all of them looked hot as hell, even Candice, loathed as she was to admit that. It even looked like Chad was trying to flirt with her.

How the fuck did he even know who she was?

Squaring her shoulders, which had the added effect of pushing her tits out, Taylor put her game face on. A welcoming smile that made everyone want to be her friend, a sparkle in her eyes that had enchanted many a would be suitor. Striding towards the group, she made sure that her hips were swaying for maximum effect, her skirt flipping up slightly to show even more of her smooth legs.

"Hey all!" Taylor greeted them all as she stepped up.

"Hey Tay."

"Hi sweetie."

"Hey."

"Babes!"

"Taylor!"

All of them greeted her with a smile or a wave. Candice just as enthusiastically as the others, while Chad's gaze immediately found her chest and greeted it instead.

"You didn't all have to wait for me here," Taylor said sweetly, while she locked eyes with Candice.

"Oh I just had to," Candice replied just as sweetly, "Kiera here was in such a good mood when she arrived, I just had to find out why."

Taylor's eyes widened the barest of fractions and darted towards Kiera. Had she told Candice what had happened? Surely they weren't that close of friends.

"A collection of all the hottest girls on campus, how could I resist?" Chad added.

Taylor ignored him. So did everyone else.

"Yeah, Kiera got lucky the bitch," Clara chimed in, "we were trying to get her to tell us who it was."

Of course Clara and Emma would have guessed that. They knew Kiera far too well to have missed it. But relief flowed through Taylor. Kiera hadn't told Candy. She'd just overheard the others. Her eyes flicked back to Candice and the relief shrivelled and died. The grin on the other woman's face was far, far to knowing.

She knew.

Taylor's heart started to hammer in her chest. Candy knew she'd been a bad girl. That she'd cum.

"A girl is allowed her secrets," Candice said easily.

Taylor had to resist the urge to slap her.

"We should probably head to class," Candice said, looking at the time on her phone.

"Oh shit, yeah," Chad said doing the same, "Coach said I'm in deep shit if I get another fail this semester."

"Maybe I could get some one-on-one tutoring?" he asked Candice.

"Mmm, I don't think you could handle a one on one with me Chad, I'm verrrry strict you know," she purred at him as she pressed her body against his. Her eyes flicked towards Taylor for a second before returning to Chad.

"I do just love to punish a bad boy or girl."

To Chad's credit, he did manage to meet Candice's rather heated gaze for a moment before the urge to look down her top overtook him.

Candice stepped back and shook her head. Reaching out she lifted his head by the chin so he was looking her in the eyes again, "and you are definitely a bad boy Chad Zuckerman."

"I.. uhhh... ummm," he stammered and looked to the others for support.

Kiera, Clara and Emma were all watching his discomfort with obvious glee. It wasn't often the biggest jock around was left speechless.

Taylor however hadn't taken her eyes off Candice. She was in shock, the barely-worth-remembering, lower class nerd, the solitary Ice-Queen that had rebuffed every advance or overture. That woman was gone completely. The Candice Moore in front of her now was a force to be reckoned with. What had she awakened?

The bell ringing broke them all apart, Kiera, Clara and Emma all dispersing quickly with a wave, it was Friday so none of them shared her classes today. Chad beat a hasty retreat, running across the yard towards another group and easily joining the conversation as they headed inside.

That left just her and Candy standing together. Candice opened her mouth to speak, but Taylor didn't wait. Brushing past, she headed straight for the university entrance without a word and heard Candice laugh from behind her.

Taylor had just stepped into the cool, linoleum lined hall when Candice caught up, falling in beside her and matching her pace.

"Something wrong Tay?"

The question burned Taylor, it was meant to sound innocent, but she'd rapidly learnt last week that anything Candice did towards her was most definitely not.

"I don't wanna talk to you," she replied brusquely and kept on moving, increasing her pace.

She heard Candice laugh again from a step behind her.

"Oh come now Tay, don't be like that," Candice said and she caught up again.

"Is it because I know you've been a bad girl?" she asked, "or is it because Chad was looking at me instead of you for once?"

The taunt stopped Taylor in her tracks. Candy stopped right beside her, a knowing look on her face. They got a few angry mutters from other students who had to suddenly weave around them but no one said anything directly. At least they still knew that Taylor Thompson was the queen around here.

Taylor faced Candice and angrily pointed a finger in her face.

"I don't give a fuck who Chad Zuckerman chooses to ogle, that moron would make eyes at a blind frog if he thought it'd get his dick wet."

Candice didn't flinch or back away. She just smiled.

"So it was cause you were a bad girl then."

She stepped closer, her voice dropping to barely above a whisper.

"How many days was it before you could cum Tay? How many before you stopped hearing my voice telling you to be a good girl?"

Taylor stepped back. Creating space between them. She couldn't let Candy get close to her. Couldn't answer her questions. How could she? Admitting that it took almost a week? Admitting that it took Kiera playing with her asshole to actually push her over the edge? Admitting any of the truth to Candy would mean the end of her.

"What's the matter Tay? Cat got your tongue?" Candy teased.

Taylor did the only thing she could think of. She fled. Or at least she tried. Quick as a viper, Candy's hand lashed out and caught her own.

Taylor spun back angrily, ready to explode at the audacity of the bitch. The anger died on her lips when another soft set pressed against them.

It was light, barely lingering, but it was a kiss. And Taylor couldn't help but moan at the contact. Her body reacted to Candy's touch without any thought at all.

"What... why?" Taylor stammered in confusion when Candice broke the kiss. Her mind was racing, her body heating up, she could feel life surging into her cock.

"Because you're mine Tay, I told you that, and you needed reminding," Candice replied softly, her breath still tickling Taylor's skin.

"Now follow me," Candice commanded and she stepped past, pulling Taylor along behind her by the hand.

Taylor let herself be dragged along. She should be putting up some sort of resistance, should be walking away, she had had so many plans for today and they were already draining away. The halls still had a few stragglers but she didn't even care who could see them. Her thoughts were consumed by the feeling of Candy's lips on hers. Why did it feel so good? Why had it made her heart leap and her loins catch fire. Was there something more here than just the potential for pleasure?

Candice led them to the same bathroom that they'd encountered each other the previous week. Letting go of Taylor's hand as they reached the doorway, she left the blonde behind and quickly checked to make sure every stall was empty. When she had, she strode back to Taylor and led the still slightly stunned and docile Cheer-Captain into one of them before shutting and locking the door.

As soon as it was, Candice's lips were on Taylor's again, mashing them together in a hungry, lusty frenzy. Taylor didn't resist, the feel of Candy's lips on her own was divine. She opened her mouth with a moan, welcoming the invading tongue that pushed inside and claimed even more of her.

They were both breathing hard when Candy finally broke the kiss. Leaning her head against Taylor's she didn't pull away, instead she just stared into her eyes.

"Now Tay," Candy said heatedly, "you are going to tell me exactly how you broke. How were you a bad girl?"

"I... I wasn't, I didn't..." Taylor tried to protest but the look in Candy's eyes kept silencing her.

"Come now Tay," Candice said and she kissed Taylor's exposed neck softly, "tell me the truth."

"I already know it was Kiera, you just have to tell me the how and when."

Taylor shook her head, trying to resist the blooms of pleasure that radiated from every kiss Candy planted on her skin. All her plans had already fallen apart, she felt helpless before the need that Candy created in her.

"Nnoo, I can't, I'm... I'm not yours," she managed to say.

"Oh but you are Tay, and you can, you can tell me everything and I'll show you that I can be kind as well as cruel," Candy replied, her hands seeking Taylor's waist, pulling them closer together.

Taylor didn't know what to do. Her body was screaming at her to give in. But she still couldn't admit it to herself. That this was what she wanted. Everything she had been taught to believe was that she belonged at the top. That others were meant to serve her. She wasn't meant to be the one that couldn't fight back.

Candice's hands slid beneath Taylor's top and the blonde moaned into her mouth as they shared another kiss. They fell against the wall of the stall with a crash, Candice pinning Taylor to it as she claimed her prize.

They didn't break apart until they needed air. A palpable air of desperate lust had surrounded them and Taylor could feel Candy's hard dick pushing against her own.

She moaned again when Candy's hands moved higher, sliding over the smooth expanse of her stomach before cupping her breasts through her bra.

"Ohhh fuckk!" Taylor cried when nimble fingers moved beneath the fabric and squeezed her hard nipples. She tried to reach up and bat them away, but Candy just squeezed harder. Taylor's hips jerking forward, her cock flexing under her skirt as the mix of pleasure and pain.

"Mmm, I knew you'd like that Tay, a little pain with your pleasure, it's what tells me that you wanna be my toy, that you want to be my slave. I can give you so much more as well. All you have to do is submit."

Submit.

The last word was barely a whisper, a promise of pleasure she couldn't dream of, spoken directly into her ear. How could she resist?

"Last night," Taylor gasped, "Kiera made me cum last night."

"Mmm, that's a good girl, tell me more," Candy crooned as she continued to pull on Taylor's nipples.

"Ohh, ughh, please..." Taylor whimpered.

"Tell me more and I'll make you feel better Tay," Candy replied.

"It was the picture. Your cock. Your cum all over me. I couldn't take it any more. I tried. I'd tried to cum all week but I couldn't! You did something to me! I kept hearing your voice telling me to be a good girl!" Taylor cried out, anguish in her voice.

"Oh, you got so close Tay, you almost made it back to me, did you want to taste my cock again? Did you want me to make you cum?" Candy said against Taylor's neck before she kissed it.

"Noo," Taylor whined, shaking her head in pointless denial.

"Fuck!! Ohh god!" she moaned when Candice twisted a nipple tighter.

"I did! I did! I wanted you to make me cum so bad!" Taylor broke down.

"Good girl, keep telling me the truth," Candy said, and she released one of Taylor's breasts.

Candy kept her hand moving downwards, out from underneath Taylor's tight top and then lifting her skirt. With practiced ease she flipped it out of her way, and gripped Taylor's cock through her panties.

"Oooh you're so hard Tay," Candy cooed into Taylor's ear as she slowly began to stroke.

"Please," Taylor begged, unsure quite what she was asking for. To be released. Or for Candy to give her more.

"How did Kiera make you cum Tay? Did you fuck her? Fill her tight wet pussy with your cum?"

Taylor just moaned again, she couldn't think. Her body was on fire. Candy's unrelenting grip on her nipple kept sending sharp shocks straight to her brain. And now the slow stroking of her dick. It was impossible.

"Tell me Tay and I'll let you cum after the game tonight, you'd like that wouldn't you? Another release? To let all your sticky seed out?" Candy asked teasingly.

"AaaihhMmmph!" Taylor started to squeal when Candy stroked harder, her cock trying to explode out of her clothes. But she was silenced by Candy's lips.

The kiss was hard and passionate, Candy's tongue plundering every part of Taylor's mouth. Claiming her like she never had been before. Kissing her like she owned her.

Candy kept kissing her, their lip lock not breaking as she stroked harder, faster, pushing Taylor towards the edge.

"Mmph! Gunna cmm!" Taylor let out a muffled cry as she got closer, her dick flexing beneath Candy's hand as her orgasm rushed towards her.

That broke them apart. Candy's hand's immediately falling away from her nipple and her cock, her lips abandoning Taylor's and leaving the blonde a panting, frustrated mess.

"Noo, I was so close," she whined, her hips bucking forward, trying to find Candy's touch again.

"Close is all you're going to get Tay. I'm not gonna let you cum until after the game, and that's only if you earn it," Candy said.

"Now," she said, taking Taylor's cock in hand again, a thumb running over the tip and making her shudder with need.

"I'm going to keep teasing you until you tell me Tay. Right to the edge over and over again. Tell me how you were a bad girl."

Taylor didn't want to. She shook her head, her long ponytail shaking with it. She didn't want to admit it anymore. But the pleasure. The shame of it. It was so strong, so good. Her body couldn't be denied.

"I fucked her!" she blurted out, and then moaned when Candy rewarded her by pinching a nipple.

"Fucked who Tay?" Candy asked, she wanted to make Taylor say it clearly.

"Kiera," Taylor gasped, "I fucked Kiera."

"Was it good?" Candy urged her on, pinching slightly harder, moving her other hand a bit faster.

"Mmm fuck!" Taylor gasped, "it was! Her pussy felt so good!"

"But I couldn't cum!" she lamented before Candy could even ask.

"It felt so good, but I couldn't cum!"

"Mmm my poor little Tay," Candy sympathized and she pulled on Taylor's breast, enjoying the sharp gasp it pulled from her.

"Then how Tay? How were you a bad girl?"

"I let her fuck me," Taylor groaned in pleasure as her cock was teased some more.

"I bent over and let her fill me with her cock, I just wanted to cum."

"I bet that felt good, to finally be fucked after I'd denied you," Candy whispered to her.

"It wasn't enough," Taylor kept talking, the urge to admit everything to Candy taking over. Pushed out of her with every slow stroke of her dick.

"I had to do something dirty."

"That's it Tay, just keep talking and I'll keep making you feel good," Candy encouraged, and she gave Taylor's bulge a soft squeeze.

"Tell me how dirty you are."

"Ohh fuck," Taylor moaned," I... I let her play with my ass. She, ughhh, oh, oh, oh, she put her fingers in there."

Candice smiled with delight as she kept caressing Taylor. If that was what Taylor thought was dirty, then the path they were heading down was going to be an eye-opening experience for her new slave.

"I imagined it was you, I thought about what would happen if you fucked me in the ass," Taylor kept babbling to a surprised Candy.

"That's what made me cum," the blonde admitted at last, her breathing coming short and fast, her hips bucking against Candice's teasing hand.

"Oh, you bad girl," Candy teased into Taylor's ear.

That was so much better than she could have asked for.

"Do you wanna know something Tay? Hear a little secret?" Candy asked as she kept playing with Taylor's sensitive body.

"Please..." Taylor gasped. She was almost at the edge again.

"I am gonna do that Tay," Candy told her.

"I'm going to fuck your tight little ass, I'm gonna make you beg for it to be filled with cum, and then I'm gonna make you beg for more," Candy said heatedly, her own dick swelling and twitching at the thought.

"Ohhhh fuckk," Taylor gasped, and she started to shake, her body on fire with need.

Candice instantly let go. Completely abandoning Taylor right on the brink.

"Noooo," Taylor sobbed and she tried to reach for her cock.

"No touching Tay, you don't get to cum," Candice said as she intercepted Taylor's hands with her own, pressing them against the wall.

"Please..." Taylor begged and it made Candice's cock stiffen further. She loved hearing the blonde cheerleader like this.

"Tonight Tay, you get to cum tonight. After the game," Candy told her.

"But... but I told you," Taylor protested breathily as her body slowly calmed back down again.

"You did," Candice agreed, "but that's not enough to earn an orgasm Tay, I haven't forgotten that you weren't meant to cum at all, did you?"

Taylor felt despair. She had. The pleasure and need had wiped everything else from her thoughts.

"Oh Tay," Candy said mockingly when she realized.

Pulling away from the cheerleader captain, Candice released her hands and moved backwards to sit on the closed toilet lid.

"Come here Tay," she said, pointing to a spot just in front of her.

Taylor did as she was bid, moving immediately with Candy's order and coming to stand before the sitting woman.

Candice made Taylor gasp in surprise and desire when she quickly pulled the blonde's short red skirt downwards. She let it pool around Taylor's ankles, biting her lip and not trying to hide her own desire as Taylor's cock was outlined clearly beneath her red panties.

"Put your hands behind your back," Candy commanded as she reached for the hem of Taylor's panties and Taylor quickly complied.

"Because you were a good girl and told me what you did, I'm gonna give you a little taste of the things I can do for you Tay," Candy said as she slowly dragged the clothing out of the way.

Taylor's breathing stopped when her cock popped out and into the air. Candy smiling in appreciation. She'd teased it and touched it aplenty, but this was the first time she'd seen it out in the open.

It was impressive.

Thick and about as long as her own, it jutted straight out from Candy's body like a meaty spear. The tip was wide and spongy, more than enough to make anyone struggle to swallow. Candy leant forward and flicked it with her tongue, tasting the precum leaking from it and swallowing it down.

"Fuck!" Taylor tensed, muscles locking up as she fought the urge to grab at Candy as pleasure shot through her. From the tip of her cock to the top of her head, it was a bolt of pure satisfaction as she was given something more than torturous strokes.

Looking up at Taylor with mischievous eyes, Candy dragged her tongue slowly around the tip and watched the blonde shudder under her touch.

Pulling back, she gave Taylor's cock a small peck of the lips before looking up at her.

"Enjoy this as much as you can Tay, but you aren't allowed to cum. And you aren't allowed to touch me either. Soon as you do. We are done. You understand?"

"Yes Candy," Taylor said immediately and Candy's smile was victorious as it shone up at the other girl.

"Good girl. Now stay still."

With that, Candy leant forward again, her warm breath enveloping Taylor's cock before it was followed by her lips.

"Ohhh fuuuck," Taylor moaned as she watched Candy descend down her dick.

She'd thought her own talents were good. But Candy was on a whole other level. Her tongue, finding and caressing every one of her weak spots as it followed her lips along her cock. Teasing the rim of her crown, wrapping around her shaft like some sort of snake. Pulling back, Candy bathed every inch of hard cock she could find with her tongue, coating it in saliva before lifting it out of the way and eagerly licking Taylor's heavy balls before swallowing over half her cock in a single motion once more.

"Oh fuck!"

Taylor flinched at the sudden onset of deeper pleasure, her cock flexing in Candy's mouth as she tried not to reach forward and tangle her fingers in long dark hair.

In truth it was all she could do not to collapse. Candy's mouth made wet, sloppy noises as it swallowed her over and over again, the sitting woman moaning around the hard rod filling her mouth as she did.

It was hard for Taylor to think. The tight seal around her dick, the warm wet feel of Candy's mouth, the tip of her cock teasing her throat.

It was an overwhelming experience. More than she had ever dreamed would happen between her and Candy. She couldn't stop thinking, would it be so wrong to give in? If she could have this all the time.

Candy pulled back, her hand reaching up to slowly stroke Tay's dick, her hand sliding along it easily.

"You're twitching in my mouth Tay, you aren't gonna cum are you?" She teased as she stroked.

She didn't wait for an answer, her mouth descending again, swallowing Taylor's cock in another swift motion.

Taylor moaned again, as her dick was swallowed. She was close. She could feel the pressure building, no sign of her previous inability to cum raising its head. Was it because she was already under Candy's thumb? That it was the slim beauty giving her pleasure?

She began to rock her hips, thrusting more of her cock in Candy's warm willing hole. The moan she received when she did only encouraged her more. Her hips sped up, the tip of her cock hitting the entrance to Candy's throat again and again.

"Please Candy," Taylor begged, hoping the other girl would know what she wanted.

Candice did. Taylor felt Candy's tongue tease her shaft, quick licks that circled it, before flicking against her tip and her urethra then retreating.

Reaching out, Candy grabbed Taylor's hips, holding them still, then shifted her posture. For a moment, Taylor could only wait as pure bliss was dangled before her.

"Oh sweet fuck!" Taylor exploded as her cock was engulfed in the incredible confines of Candy's throat. The pressure of it squeezing her cock tighter than anything she had ever felt. Without thought, she pushed deeper, driving her hips against Candy's nose.

Candice just moaned, the vibrations massaging the thick length of cock stuffed in her throat.

Taylor was in trouble. She'd wanted this, needed it. The waves of ecstasy rolling through her were incredible. Her hips moving on their own as they tried to stuff as much of her cock into Candy as she could. But she was going to cum.

She could feel it building. The pleasure spiking higher and higher. She was trapped, she realized. The only way not to cum was to touch Candy. But if she touched Candy then she would get punished. She was sure of it. Candy had only said they would be done. But her instincts told her they wouldn't be. Something else would happen. Candy would have a plan. And she knew it would involve her sinking further into submission.

"Candy please, I can't... you're.... you're gonna make me cum," Taylor tried to beg.

"Mmmhmm," Candy hummed, but she didn't stop, her head continuing to bob up and down Taylor's cock with wet sucking sounds.

Every few bobs, she'd push further. Taking Taylor into her throat, letting the tight tunnel push Taylor closer to the climax she was desperately trying to figure out whether she wanted to avoid.

"Please Candy!" Taylor cried, hunching over Candice's head, trying to escape the pleasure.

Candice ignored her. She didn't release her hold on Taylor's hips or the suction on the dick in her mouth. She was in lust. Everything about their situation was perfect.

Taylor's fat cock in her mouth. Filling it just right. The feel of it on her tongue, in her throat. The rivulets of precum leaking from its tip every time she teased it.

Taylor's desperate cries torn halfway between pleasure and denial as she fought against her impending orgasm.

The fact that Taylor was still doing as she was told. The Bitch-Queen image she had held onto for so long was completely shattered by a few simple words and touches.

"Candy, oh fuck.. Candy please... fuck, fuck, fuck," Taylor chanted. She was so close.

She had to decide. To cum and be punished. Or to touch and find out what Candy had planned for her future.

Taylor made her choice. She chose what she thought would be the lesser evil.

She ignored Candy's command. Her hands coming from behind her back and pushing herself away from the pure decadence of Candy's mouth.

"Noooo!" she wailed as she pulled free, her cock finally freed.

Taylor staggered backwards. Putting as much distance between herself and Candy as she could in the small cubicle. For a moment, she thought Candy was going to follow her, lust practically glowing in her eyes. But then she shuddered, closing her eyes and releasing a deep breath. When they reopened, the shiny need in them was gone. Candy was back in control.

Licking her lips, tasting the residue of saliva and precum that had been smeared across them, Candy smiled at her.

"Mm, bad girl Tay, I told you not to touch me," she said.

"But you told me not to cum," Taylor protested.

"Mmm, that's true," Candy agreed, as if that hadn't already occurred to her.

"I'll have to think about that," she said.

"Come here Tay," Candy ordered as she stood back up and rearranged her clothing, smoothing out the creases and checking for damp spots.

The only thing out of order was the tent, her own hard shaft was making in her skirt. But there wasn't anything she could do to fix that currently.

Tay, timidly did as she was bid, stutter-stepping the few steps back to Candy. Her dick jutting before her like a lance. She couldn't understand why. Why was she like this around Candy? Anyone else and none of this would have happened.

Candy waited until Taylor was right before her before reaching out, cupping the back of the blonde's head, she drew her into a kiss. Taylor tried to pull back at first, but Candy held her firm, her tongue pushing into her mouth with a moan and Taylor did the same, unable to control herself as she was claimed once more.

Decadent shame filled her as she felt the taste of herself in Candy's mouth. No one had ever done that to her before. It should've made her feel dirty, used. But all it really did was make her dick harder and pussy wet.

Breaking the kiss, Candy stared into her eyes and Taylor let herself be held by the gaze.

"Class Tay, we can see if you have some more self-control at lunch hmm?"

With that she left. Unlocking the door, and striding out, Taylor heard her step up to the basin and begin to wash.

Quickly pulling her skirt back up, Taylor wrestled her length awkwardly back beneath her underwear and clothing. Candy was checking her hair, when she stepped out and Taylor saw her eyes instantly flick to track her as she emerged.

"Put your game face back on Tay, I need you to Queen Bitch your way into the class for us. We've dallied a bit too long."

"What?" Taylor asked as she stopped and stared at her in confusion, "I thought you were trying to destroy me. I thought you wanted to be the boss. Isn't all of this because of that?"

"I don't want to destroy you Tay, I want to own you. Big difference. I don't care if you throw your weight around, get all the boys and girls hanging off everything you do. As long as you understand that you belong to me. You are my little submissive slut. If you need to keep showing everyone else that you aren't, you can. Just know that I'll be waiting for you every time."

Taylor didn't know what to say. She'd been thrown for a complete loop. This was a path she hadn't even considered. To still have the rest of life she had and gain this level of pleasure. All she had to do was submit to Candy and Candy alone?

"Hmph, that appeals to you doesn't it Tay," Candice said with a grin of knowing.

"I... I thought you wanted to be me, to be at the top, to rule this place like a Queen," Taylor replied.

"Hahahaha!"

Taylor jerked back at the sudden peal of laughter that erupted from Candice.

"Fuck no, I didn't even want to be on your stupid cheer team. I just wanted to keep my head down, study and get good grades then leave this stupid place."

"I know I'm not from the same 'class'," Candice said sarcastically, "as the people that usually go here. With all your fucking connections and your money and other bullshit. You just had to make a fucking point of it though Tay and that's why I chose you. You couldn't leave well enough alone."

"And really, I'm glad you didn't," Candice continued.

"Because now, I know what you really are Tay, and you're mine because of it, and that's a hell of a lot more fun. You want what I can give you. Sure, you could probably ignore me, expose me, or find some other way out from under my thumb.

"But you won't. Because as much as you are trying not to admit it, you love it. And you already crave more of it," Candice said and Taylor felt herself silently agreeing.

She didn't want to admit it. Not out loud at least. Not yet. Not to herself. Not to Candy. And certainly not somewhere that it could be overheard by someone else. That would somehow make it more real, more of an admission that Candice was right. That she did love it. That she did in fact want more. Her mind was already in enough turmoil with Candy's unearthing of her buried desires. With how they made her feel. To have everyone else know it as well? That was an impossibility.

"So you're going to be my secret submissive slut Tay," Candice said.

"I am going to own you completely, and you're going to do every filthy, kinky, nasty thing I can think of and you're going to love every single second of it."

"Or you can say no," Candice said.

"Say no, and I'll walk away, I'll never talk to you again, never touch you again and the only time you'll ever see me is during class and when I have to be part of the team. It'll be just like how this past week has been, I'll even stop sending you the dirty messages."

Taylor felt pure shock. She could be free of this? Or was it fear? To have experienced this level of pleasure and then have it taken away. Her body ached with the thought.

"Why?"

The question came out as a whisper, barely loud enough for Taylor herself to hear, but Candice heard her and smiled.

"Because I want to hear you say it, Tay. I want you to choose. Choose to become my slave and let me use you as I wish. Or abandon the pleasure I've shown you and know that you'll probably never experience something like this again."

Taylor stood silently. In the middle of the bathroom, her mind racing as she stood on the precipice of the future.

Slavery? Freedom?

It should have been an easy choice. A Thompson should never debase themselves for anyone or anything. But the pull she felt towards Candy, the potential for something more that she had only considered that very morning. The pleasure she knew would await her if she did. It was hard to deny. And if she could keep up her image? Why fight when she could just pretend? She already did that anyway. What was the downside?

Candice watched Taylor wrestle with the decision. She already knew what the answer was going to be. She'd known from the first moment Taylor had listened to her instead of fighting a week ago.

She could let her stew a little more. Let her mind do all the work and leave the blonde cheerleader a hot and horny mess until this evening.

As soon as Taylor went to speak, Candice interrupted.

"You don't have to tell me now Tay, think about it for the rest of the day. You know where to find me if it's a yes."

The answer came anyway.

"Yes."

The word filled the room, though it had barely been a whisper. Candice's eyes widening slightly as she was caught off guard.

"Please. Yes." Taylor said again when Candy didn't respond to her.

Candice shifted. Her mind was spinning as she changed her plans on the fly.

"Yes what Tay?" she asked gleefully.

"Say it!" she urged.

"I want to be your slave," Taylor replied in the same hushed tone, her eyes darting for the door, afraid of someone coming in and hearing her.

Candice didn't push her. She just luxuriated in the admission. A silken wave of pleasure rolled through her with Taylor's surrender.

"Good girl," she replied, "perfect."

"Now come here," Candy commanded and she crooked a finger at Taylor.

A thrill raced through Taylor. She had chosen. Chosen submission. And now her owner commanded. The thought made her cock jump and pussy wetter than it should have. She did as she was bid. Using every bit of the grace and poise that her upbringing and athletic pursuits had given her, she glided towards Candy.

If it had any effect on the other woman, Candy hid it well, there was not even a twitch from beneath her skirt.

As soon as Taylor was in range, Candy grabbed her, grasping her hand and pulling their bodies together.

"Oh fuck," Taylor moaned when lips hit her neck a moment later, Candy kissing the skin repeatedly. Her body grinding against her, the hard shape of her cock easily felt against thigh.

"Oh fuck," she repeated a moment later when those same lips teased her earlobe and Candice whispered directly into her ear.

"I'm gonna fuck you so hard tonight."

"When?" Taylor couldn't keep the sound of eagerness out of her voice.

"After the game," Candy replied between more kisses to Taylor's neck, "the locker room. Just like last time."

"But first, you've forgotten something," Candy said as she pulled back.

Cupping Taylor's chin, she made the blonde meet her gaze before speaking again.

"You were a bad girl Tay. And bad girls get punished."

Fear and arousal flooded Taylor's senses. She had forgotten. That had been what had started all of this this morning. Candy had known. Used it against her and now the plans she'd set out with, full of such confidence to reject her new Mistress might as well have been dust on the wind. They didn't matter now. All that mattered was that she knew her punishment would no doubt be long and depraved. That Candy would make her know her place.

"How?" Taylor dared to ask.

"It's not gonna be that easy Tay, you'll find out very soon, I promise," Candy replied with a grin that told Taylor she was going to regret cumming and love that she did as well.

"Now. Class. Bitch Taylor." Candice said as she pulled away once more, this time spinning on her heel and heading for the door immediately.

To her credit, Taylor only let the sudden change disorient her for a second before she began to follow. A warm fuzzy feeling filling her body as she did as she was told.

Doing her best to ignore that, Taylor tried to pull herself together. Her cock was still hard, her skin flushed and she just wanted to feel Candy on her again. But that wasn't what Candy wanted. She wanted the Taylor that everyone else saw.

It was time to put on a show.

Catching up to Candice, Taylor went straight past her, striding through the deserted corridor towards their class as she assumed her mantle of spoiled senator's daughter.

Candy might be her Mistress now. But that didn't mean all these others weren't beneath her. The thought irked Taylor as she walked. How easily she slid into thinking of Candy that way. How easy it was to think of others as lesser. Could she claim such a thing now that she would just as eagerly get on her knees when ordered? It was a debate she could have with herself at another time.

It didn't take long to reach the classroom with no one else in the halls. Candice stuck to her heels, and Taylor couldn't help but put some swing into her step as she went. It was second nature to show off what she had. As soon as their shadows darkened the doorway, the professor turned, but whatever scowling rebuke he'd been about to throw their way died on his lips as he realized who it was. Taylor made sure he saw her smirk and the deliberate toss of her hair before she started heading for a seat.

"She's with me," Taylor said with as much disdain as she could muster without even looking.

Hearing the professor huff, she threw another smirk over her shoulder at him and then a smug one at Candy. She might have a hold on her, but she didn't have power in this school like she did.

Uncaring of the eyes on her, Taylor took her time making her way to a seat in the second back row, Candy following on her heels and taking the seat directly behind.

"Now as I was saying," the Professor started up again when they were seated and at least marginally looking like they were paying attention. She did get her notes out and begin to scan them, having some idea of what was going on wasn't a bad idea generally. She just didn't overly care. If it wasn't related to Cheering, then it didn't have any bearing on her life.

It didn't take long for Candy to save her from imminent boredom though. Her phone buzzing on the desk next to her.

Picking it up, Taylor held it closer to her chest before opening it.

Good Girl. You handled him well.

It was something she had done a thousand times before. Putting someone in their place with her status was easy, but the praise from Candy still made her tingle.

He was nothing. He likes staring at our tits far too much to push an issue. Taylor sent back.

It was a few minutes before her phone buzzed again with Candy's reply.

To be fair I like looking at your tits too.

That made Taylor spin in her chair a little and look at Candy over her shoulder with a raised eyebrow. That was a rather crass attempt at flattery. Candy didn't look up from her notes, her pen scribbling quickly onto the page. But one hand did raise and make a spinning motion, telling her to turn back around.

Taylor did so, and it was only moments later that her phone buzzed again.

Bad girls have to wear a uniform too Tay. And you were a very bad girl.

There was no chance to respond. A second later the message was followed by a picture. It was a screenshot from an online adult store. A set of gags modeled by a pretty brunette. A large ball, stretching her lips and filling her mouth. A ring, holding her mouth open, and Taylor couldn't help but imagine herself looking up at Candy while wearing it. Her thick cock filling her throat as she pleased. The third was a bit, held between the models teeth. Taylor could see various straps and rings on all of them, no doubt for more attachments or pieces to be connected to them.

Her phone buzzed again.

I expect you to own every single piece that I send you today by next week's game.

The implication of even more sent a thrill through Taylor, something told her that it wasn't just going to be simple dildos and gags that Candy had in mind for her future.

Yes Candy she sent back in reply.

So eager, and you don't even know what is coming for you.

Taylor's fingers paused over her phone before she replied. How bold did she want to be?

I can take whatever you throw at me.

She was still a Thompson after all. Candy might have claimed her. That didn't mean she had to make it easy.

Oh really?

The reply was instantaneous.

I'm going to make you beg Tay. Make you scream. I will carve my ownership onto you, mind, body and soul.

Another photo followed. The same adult shop. The same model. Different product. A set of clamps, cuffs, collars and chains. They were draped across the top of her clothes to show them off. Her wrists held tightly together by a short length of chain, that was in turn connected to the collar around her neck further limiting movement. The clamps on her nipples looked ferocious and Taylor felt her own stiffen under her shirt.

Another message from Candy hit her phone.

I hope you like them. This is what you will be wearing whenever I'm playing with you.

Is that all?

Taylor sent the message without even thinking. It was far too easy to be dismissive. The next message notification arrived in less than ten seconds. This time there was no model showing off the goods. Just a close up of the product.

It was a dildo. But that word did it a disservice. It looked truly massive. Thick and designed to appear heavily ridged or muscled. Taylor wasn't sure that it could physically fit in anybody let alone her. She just stared at it paralyzed as her mind pondered the physics of it. Her body didn't care though. Her cock was straining under her clothes, and she could feel her pussy getting wetter as she imagined it being spread open by such a massive invader.

Dont worry Tay. I'll make it fit. Just like I'll make these fit.

Another message. Another picture.

This one was a set of plugs. The smallest one looked as thick as her own cock if not as long, but they only increased from there. Longer, thicker, more ornate. Bigger bulges, little bumps covering the surface, it even looked like one would inflate.

The thought of any one of them inside her made her throb beneath the desk.

The pictures didn't cease. Her boldness repaid with images of her future. Every single one of them making Taylor harder and hornier as they arrived. Candy had baited her with the easy ones and now she was paying the price for her bravado.

More anal toys. Beads as big as her fists, plastic versions of fists, more plugs to stretch her naughtiest hole and other monstrosities she wasn't sure would fit.

Restraints. More tight cuffs, spreader bars, rope, and long chains. Arm binders and cock rings. A latex hood with only a hole for her mouth. A matching bodysuit that left all her private parts exposed. A chastity belt with locks and holes for what quickly followed.

More clamps, more dildos. Vibrators and little rotors that had her pussy clenching as if they were already deep inside her.

The final one though. It was something she had never even thought of. Candy's text along with it made her shiver with a mix of fear and excitement. Her cock aching as she studied it.

This is your punishment Tay. This is what you get for being a bad girl.

It was a cage. For her cock. Black and ominous, it looked like it would cover nearly all of her length, but leave her unable to become truly erect. There was a hole at the end, a little lock on top and a ring at the base that would encircle her balls.

How would it feel to be trapped like that? To have her cock trying to expand while Candy played with her. It would be hell. Could she truly submit like this?

The arousal she was feeling told her yes. Every part of her body felt aflame with desire to be used and tormented.

Nothing to say now Tay? came the taunting message.

Taylor just shook her head. She couldn't take her eyes off the picture of her future and she knew Candy would be looking at her.

This is the exception Tay. You are going to buy this tonight. After the game. I'm going to fuck you. You are going to cum. And then I'm going to lock your cock away so you don't get to cum with it again until I say so.

You can't.

Taylor sent the message without thought.

You say that like your body isn't already craving it.

It won't fit. Taylor tried to deny Candy again.

It will, and if you keep being a bad girl I'll make you get a smaller one.

That made Taylor's cock flex under her skirt, as if reminding her of how big it actually was. Her fingers floated above her phone. Trying to figure out what to say next.

People will see it, she tried.

And? Half the class already saw you walk in harder than steel. Making it smaller is probably an improvement.

She didn't have an answer to that.

How long? she tried, already accepting that Candy was going to get her way. The desire burning in her only proved that there hadn't really been a fight to begin with.

But knowing. Knowing would help. How long would she have to be locked up, unable to cum with her cock. Candy had said until she gave permission again but how long would that be?

What would you do if I said forever Tay?

"Oh fuck," Taylor gasped.

Forever my cum-dump, never allowed to cum yourself. How hard is that making you Tay?

Taylor shook her head silently in denial again. No. No. No. Why did her body heat up at the thought? Why was her dick somehow getting harder, the ache of it making her clench her fist to resist touching herself.

Show me Tay.

Taylor's eyes widened as she read the message.

Show me your cock Tay.

I can't do that! We are in class! Taylor sent back frantically.

Candy snorted silently in amusement behind her, the only acknowledgement she'd heard from her new Mistress the entire conversation.

Taylor's phone buzzed again.

Use your phone. Take a photo. No panties in the way. Show me your cock Tay. Now.

The blatant order had Taylor doing her best to suppress a moan. This was the submission her body craved. Looking around surreptitiously, she checked to see if anyone was watching. The rest of the class were completely focused on the professor. No one was paying her any attention.

Sliding the hand that wasn't holding her phone, under her desk, Taylor kept a vigilant watch as she slid it along her skirt, fingertips questing for the edge. Pulling it slowly upwards towards her crotch, goosebumps alighting along her skin as she exposed inch after inch of tanned thigh, Taylor pulled until it was bunched up at the top of her legs.

Scanning the class again, she made sure no one was watching again before fiddling with her underwear. Lifting it up, she couldn't help but gasp sharply in relief as the pressure on her throbbing shaft was released slightly as the fabric was pulled away.

Quickly, before anyone else besides Candy behind her could see what she was going, Taylor's other hand ducked beneath the table, phone unlocked and camera at the ready. Leaning back, she looked beneath, aiming the lens and quickly snapping a photo of her cock for Candy. That done, she quickly let her underwear fall back into place and shuffled her skirt back down.

She studied the photo, her breath shaky and her hands trembling with excitement as she took in the sight of her own dick. She'd just done that. Taken a photo of herself in the middle of class at Candy's command. The thrill was enormous. Her arousal had skyrocketed and her cock told the tale.

The fat mushroom-like head was almost purple; it had swollen so much. It was leaking precum, the shiny liquid coating her engorged shaft and making it glisten. Somehow, it looked even thicker than usual and Taylor could feel the ache of it. The urge to reach back into her clothing and touch it, to relieve the ache was incredible. Only the knowledge that she was in class kept her hands off it.

Show me Tay.

The insistent message broke through Taylor's study and she quickly did as she was told. It occurred to her as she sent it that it was her first ever dick pic. The fact that it was at someone else's command. That it was at Candy's command made her feel dirty. And that just made her even hornier.

Good Girl. So hard Tay. And so big. Does the thought of not being able to cum excite you so much? Does the idea of your dick being locked away in that little cage turn you on?

The reply from Candy just exacerbated it. She always knew exactly what to say to make things worse. Or was it better? Either way it made Taylor clench her thighs as she tried to suppress the waves of need emanating from her cock. Tonight couldn't come fast enough.

The rest of the class was far less interesting. Candice didn't send another message and Taylor spent the break from her attentions trying to calm her body and mind. The professor actually helped with that, his monotonous lecture giving her another focus, dulling the sensations she was experiencing. By the time the class ended, the professor dismissing them all with an instruction for further study that she was definitely going to ignore, Taylor was back in control.

Just in time for Candice to break it again.

Taylor's new Mistress had not been idle during the class. Yes, she had still diligently made notes about everything relevant for the course but that hardly took any effort at all. She was still on course to pass with ease. Her plans for Taylor were what truly occupied her. Making sure her new pet cheerleader didn't become too comfortable, that she was always aware of her arousal. Always kept at the edge, priming her for what was to come tonight. She wanted Taylor to be unable to contain herself, to throw herself into the pleasure, the submission. She wanted the beautiful blonde to cum her brains out, and then punish her for it.

It was what they both wanted.

Even if Tay couldn't admit that second part yet. Her body obviously knew it. The photo of Taylor's cock, hard and drooling after being told it was going to be locked away had made her own harden beneath the desk.

She would get Tay there though. Soon enough her new toy would be begging for release. For punishment. A never ending cycle beneath her hand.

For that to happen though, she had to keep Taylor in heat as it were. Never satisfied, always horny. And that meant more games. Teasing, touches, and some more of the mind games and dirty messages they'd already enjoyed.

Stashing her things in her bag as the class ended, Candice quickly stood and started to move before Taylor could even begin to stand. Moving past the sitting blonde, she trailed her fingers along the expanse of Taylor's shoulder and down her arm and continued along without saying a word. She felt Taylor shudder with the touch, a small gasp escaping the cheerleader before she could control herself. Candice smiled in satisfaction as she kept walking, not even bothering to give Taylor so much as a glance. She knew the other girl would follow. They had another class together after all.

The next class was more boredom for Candice. She was crushing this one as well. The professor industriously covering things she'd already studied herself in personal time. The only modicum of entertainment was the looks of almost erotic frustration that Taylor kept throwing her way throughout the class when she thought she wasn't looking. She suspected that her sudden silence was just as annoying to the other girl as her teasing had been. Still it was an amusing distraction. And it did fuel what she spent most of the lesson on though, thinking of what the end of the day was going to bring. What she had planned for Taylor. There were so many things she wanted to do, so many things she wanted to try. To claim every single part of Tay's body as her property. The idea of it made her heart race in her chest. But she had to pace herself. Pace the depravity she wanted to indulge in versus her control over Tay. Taylor had submitted, had acknowledged she wanted to be her slave, but would that hold true if she knew what her future held? Maybe. Maybe not. Candice didn't intend to find out. The corruption would be slow. The pleasure she gave Taylor overwhelming.

As soon as the bell rang for lunch, Candice repeated her process, packing quickly and brushing past Tay with a brief touch before she could even stand. She needed to be gone and hidden amongst the crowds before Taylor could get out the door for what she wanted to do next.

Plotting the route out in her head, Candice made her way to the spot where she could lay in wait. Taylor would head for her table. For her friends and what she perceived as her safety net. Candice smiled to herself evilly as she weaved through the other students. She had plans for Taylor's little squad as well. They probably wouldn't complain too much about it though in her opinion. Not when she gave them the rewards.

That wasn't important really though. Only Taylor was.

Slowing her pace, now that she was certain she'd left Taylor behind, Candice made her way along the corridors until she found the spot she wanted. It was a storage cabinet, one for the maintenance staff to store things that weren't needed particularly often. More importantly, it had a broken lock and if you were aware of that fact, it was a nice spot for hiding out of the way for more perverted activities. Like the ones she had planned for Taylor.

She'd found out about it from one of the janitors, when she'd seen them struggling to open the door and balance their supplies at the same time. She'd helped them get sorted and they'd spilled the beans about the broken lock. Promising profusely not to tell anyone, Candice had kept her word. She hadn't told anyone else but had worked the knowledge into her plans. Now she was going to make use of it.

Lounging against the wall beside the door, Candice waited until the majority of people had made their way outside and into the sunlight before quickly easing it open and ducking into the gloomy cubicle.

It wasn't large. Just enough space for two people to move around inside. Two of the three walls were floor to ceiling shelves and the third was simply old brick. A single light spluttered overhead providing dim light.

Leaving the door open the barest fraction so she could see those walking along the corridor, Candice waited. Taylor wouldn't be far behind now. No doubt horny, frustrated, and determined to confront her in some way. Perfect really.

She was proven right less than a minute later, Taylor came into view, her bag tightly held in front of her and her pretty face scrunched up angrily. Candice couldn't help but grin at the sight. She loved the look of Taylor in torment. Her cock flexing beneath her skirt agreed.

Waiting until the final moment, Candice let Taylor walk past before she sprung her trap. Flinging the door open, she grabbed Taylor from behind and dragged the surprised blonde back into the closet eagerly.

Spinning Taylor around, Candy cut off all anger and protest immediately. Sliding her hand up Taylor's curves and spine, she gripped the back of the blonde's neck and pulled her in for a fierce kiss. Candice couldn't help it, she moaned as her lips met Taylor's, she wanted to do so much more already.

Taylor, for her part, resisted only for a second before melting into the kiss. Her own lust matching Candy's as they attacked each other with their tongues. She'd realized it was Candy grabbing her so brazenly in moments, and her hips began to thrust against the bag trapped between them as she let loose her arousal.

Breaking the kiss, Candy spoke.

"Skirt off Tay. Now."

Taylor didn't hesitate. She was far too turned on. Her cock wanted to be sated, her pussy was wet and willing. Dropping her bag and kicking it out of the way, she eagerly grasped her skirt and pushed it down, her underwear going with them and allowing her shaft to spring free.

Candice was just as quick. As soon as Taylor shed her clothes her hands were on warm skin. Wrapping around Taylor's thick dick and starting to stroke.

"Ohh fuck," Taylor groaned and she fell against Candice as relief flooded through her body at the touch.

"You like that Tay?" Candice teased.

"Uh huh," Taylor panted into Candice's shoulder.

"Turn around, now," Candy ordered and Taylor obeyed.

She spun on the spot, Candice's hand not leaving her cock, not stopping its slow stroking. Taylor quickly found herself pushed against the brick wall. Her face pressed sideways against her stone cushioned only by her hair getting in the way. Her chest crushed against the rough material scraping against her nipples through her shirt.

Candy quickly positioned Taylor to her liking. Taylor's hips were pulled backwards leaving a gap between them and the wall so she could continue playing with the blonde's thick, hard shaft.

"Fuck!" Taylor's cry was short and sharp as she felt a hand move her hair out of the way and then teeth on the back of her neck.

Candy was biting her. Marking her. Claiming her. Her hips jerked uncontrollably, pushing her dick into Candy's hand, the desire to feel pleasure as well as the pain infusing her very soul.

"Oh you liked that didn't you Tay?" Candy said huskily into her ear when she pulled away.

"Uh huh," Taylor grunted as Candy's hand continued to stroke her.

"Some pain with your pleasure," Candy said, "it was going to happen anyway, but it's so much better when you enjoy it."

That made Taylor shudder again, her cock flexing in Candy's grip as her pleasure grew. Knowing that Candy was going to use her how she pleased no matter what, lit a fire beneath her skin.

"But that can come later, for now I want something else Tay," Candy panted as she stroked.

"For now I want to know how tight you are."

"Ohhh, ugh, ooh," Taylor couldn't help herself, the soft moans and coos escaping her at her Mistresses words.

She felt Candice shift again. One hand still teasing and stroking her cock, the other sliding down her back and across her nude asscheeks before dipping underneath and questing fingertips found her slick, wet folds.

Taylor crumpled even more as Candice started to explore her body further. More and more it was only the wall keeping her upright as her cock was stroked and fingers teased her pussy.

"Nghhhgawwd!" Taylor wailed, her voice rising sharply as the teasing stopped. Only for the sensation to be replaced by the sudden intensity of multiple fingers spreading her hot tunnel open and pushing inside.

"Fuck Tay, you're clinging to me, I don't know if my cock will fit in you," Candy panted as she pushed her fingers deeper.

Taylor didn't answer, the jerking of her hips was becoming more erratic. Trying to push Candy deeper inside, her wet core pulling at the invaders. Her cock, so hard and rigid, her precum leaking and making Candy's strokes feel even better. She needed more. Pleasured from both sides, she was slowly losing her mind beneath the rising tide of ecstasy. Her breathing becoming rapid pants as she lost control.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Taylor started grunting into the wall as Candy's hand sped up.

"How are you so tight Tay? Fuck, this is too much, I need to feel it," Candice gasped as she pumped both hands.

"Yes! Yes, inside me!" Taylor cried in agreement as she thrust her hips back and forth.

Candice stopped, Taylor making a sharp whine in her throat as her pussy was abruptly emptied and her cock abandoned.

"Quiet Tay," Candice said sharply, and she nudged the blonde's legs further apart.

This had gotten out of control. She'd only meant to tease Tay some more, keep her worked up for after the game. But Candice didn't care anymore. She needed to know what Taylor would feel like wrapped around her cock.

"Here suck!" Candy commanded, her hand that had been stroking Tay's cock grabbing a bunch of the blonde's long tresses and wrenching her head backwards. Taylor did as she was told, her mouth opening hungrily and then sucking noisily around the fingers that were quickly jammed inside.

Her mind blanked for a moment as she tasted herself on them. The fingers that had been spreading her open, pushing inside her cunt were now in her mouth.

"Mmmph!" she groaned around them as Candice pulled her hair harder, forcing the fingers deeper, almost making her choke on them.

Saliva splattered across her lips and chin and wet sloppy sounds filled the small room as Candice plundered her mouth.

The rough use was incredible. Desire filling her mind and making her insides clench up in desperate need as Candy used her.

It only lasted half a minute before Candy took her hand back from her mouth, but it was enough to move Taylor into a frenzy. She had already been so horny and now this. She needed more.

"Please! Fuck!" Taylor whined and then groaned as soon as Candy freed her mouth.

Candice pulled harder on her hair in response, jerking Taylor's head almost completely backwards.

"Quiet you dirty little slut!" Candice scolded as she stroked her own cock, mixing her precum with Taylor's spit.

"You weren't meant to get this till tonight, but look what you've done to me! Feel how hard I am!" Candy hissed as she ground herself into Taylor's ass.

"I'm sorry... ugh!... sorry, please... please use me!" Taylor panted as she tried to shift her hips. Candy's cock was so close. She wanted it inside her.

"If you cum, I'm going to punish you harder tonight," Candy said, then lining herself up, she pushed forward.

"That's... that's impossible! Ahhhhh" Taylor squealed into the brick.

Thick, hard cock split her open. Her hot cunt devouring it hungrily.

"Fuck! Fuck! Ahhhh!" Taylor couldn't stop herself from yelling. Candy was inside her. So big, so hot, so hard.

Candice didn't wait either. She had wanted this for so long. And now Taylor was hers. She pushed forward without stopping, her mouth dropping open in a silent moan as every inch of her dick was wrapped in velvety heat. She could feel Taylor's muscles clenching, spasming, trying to pull her deeper, to milk every drop of cum from her cock she could.

The sound Taylor let out when Candy's cock finally bottomed out inside her was indescribable. A noise of pure, unadulterated pleasure and need. It was so deep. Deeper than anything she'd ever experienced, stretching her tunnel, pressing against every weak spot.

She pushed back, she wanted it even deeper, even harder. Grinding her ass into Candy, Taylor urged the other girl on.

Candice didn't need the encouragement. She was in heaven. Taylor's pussy fit her like a glove. The absolute perfect hole for her cock. She drew back and buried herself into perfection immediately.

"Gawwwd yes!" Taylor cried out again as she was filled.

Soon the small cupboard was filled with sex. Taylor and Candice moaning, panting and cursing as they fucked. The slap of skin on skin. The smell of cum and cunt.

It was too much for Candice. Her dream and desire finally realized, the hot walls of Taylor's insides massaging her cock perfectly as she thrust harder and harder into her blonde toy.

Her need to cum, to fill Taylor with her seed and mark her even further as her own was rapidly rising.

"Fuck Tay, you feel so fucking good. How do you keep Kiera out of you? I'm gonna fill your hole with so much cum."

Taylor didn't reply. She was too busy moaning. Kiera had never made her body feel like this. Not even yesterday when she had been so desperate for release. It was so hot, so full. Candy's cock was filling her up so well. Stretching her tunnel, making her shake with every thrust. Her own need to cum was also climbing. The threat of punishment later fading beneath the tide of pleasure that Candy's cock was drilling into her.

"Fuck Tay," Candice groaned again as she bottomed out once more.

Pulling at the blonde, she moved back, a hand on Taylor's hips, bringing them with her until the cheerleader was bent at the waist, her palms on the brick in front of her.

"Ughhh, Yess!" Taylor moaned, her back arching as Candy started moving again. Pushing back into her needy body.

Candice sped up. She had better leverage now. Taylor bent over in front of her. Keeping one hand on her hip, she reached up and grabbed a handful of blonde hair again. Reins in hand, she went to town. Her cock plundering every inch of Taylor's hot, clenching pussy. In and out. Again and again and again.

"Fuck Tay, I'm gonna cum, gonna fill you up."

"Yes! Please!" Taylor cried, "fill me!"

Candy did just that. Taylor's begging desire the icing on the cake. Slamming her hips forward and making the bent over blonde cry out, Candy unloaded. Her cock lodged inside the tightest hole it had ever experienced she came.

"Fuck yes Tay! Take it all!"

Wave after wave of hot, sticky cum surged through Candy's cock and into Taylor's quivering depths.

"Oh god! Fuck!" Taylor cried out when she felt the tide.

Candice was actually doing it. Pumping her full of cum. Taking her. Marking her. Owning her.

It was enough to push her right to the edge. She tried so hard to do as she was told. But that hope was lost when Candice reached around, a slim hand encircling her cock and jerking it with quick smooth strokes as she filled her to the limit.

"Fuck Candy! I'm cumming! Oh god, oh god, oh god, uuuhh!" Taylor wailed before falling into ecstatic, overloaded whimpers as her own orgasm erupted.

Her cock shooting its load all over the wall in front of her and began painting it pure white.

"That's it," Candy cooed from above her as she ground her own cock all around inside Taylor.

"Cum for me Tay, cum like the little slut you are."

Taylor did as she was told again. The fat cock filling her so well, grinding against all the right spots inside her pussy. Candy's words burning into her mind. The shame warring with the desire the degradation lit within her.

"Ughh gawd!" Taylor cried out as another thick wad of cum shot from her body and against the wall.

"You like it don't you? My cum filling you up, my hand on your cock. It's how you want to spend your future isn't it Tay?"

Candice was working their frenzy higher. Her words egging them both on. The need to cum hadn't abated in either of them. Their dicks hadn't flagged at all. Taylor wasn't sure if she wanted it to stop or for Candy to just obliterate all thought in her mind. As it was she couldn't bring herself to answer, only a desperate shake of her head was possible as her cunt clamped down around the cock inside her again.

"Have some more cum Tay, that's all you want isn't it?" Candy groaned as Tay's spasming walls pulled another load from her still churning balls.

"You don't even care about punishment any more do you? Look at the mess you've made of that wall!"

Taylor couldn't deny it. Didn't want to deny it. The part of her that Candy had awoken was even looking forward to it. All she could do was moan as her body clenched and spasmed, milking the cock inside her, Taylor's hot cum splattering her insides again.

"Oh I felt that," Candy moaned.

"Does it make you hot Tay? Does it make you want to cum again? The thought of me punishing you for being such a dirty little toy?"

It did. Taylor wanted to cum. She could feel it building again. Her pussy and her cock. In that moment she wanted nothing more than for Candy to destroy them both and break her completely.

Candice must have felt her body responding, because she kept going. No longer grinding, but dragging her cock back out of Taylor's body and shoving it back in almost angrily.

"Do it Tay. Do it!" Candy growled as she slammed her hips into Taylor.

"Cum for me. Cum for me again while I fill your pussy with cum."

"Ughh, yes! Yes! Yes fuuuuuck!" Taylor cried out.

She was being way too loud now. Someone was bound to hear them. She would be ruined. More than she already was. Candy's slave in secret was one thing. But everyone knowing that she'd been fucked so completely and ruthlessly in the cleaners closet was another.

She couldn't bring herself to care though. Or to silence herself. Candy's cock was coring her out. Pleasure lighting up every nerve and melting her mind.

"Cum for me Tay and seal your fate. Cum for me and tell me you want to be punished."

Taylor couldn't stop it. Didn't even think of trying. She was lost now. She did as she was told. The pressure ballooning at the base of her spine before explosively releasing.

"Punish me! Please punish me! I'm cummmming!" Taylor cried, both women falling into orgasm as one.

More cum filled Taylor, and the sensation of even more hot sticky liquid filling her up triggered her own load. More of her seed joined the mess on the wall as she kept turning the old bricks white.

Neither woman moved from their spots. Candy bent over Taylor, the blonde still holding herself up against the wall while they tried to regain control. It was a few minutes of nothing but heavy breathing and shaky sighs as they came down from the peaks they had reached.

"Mmmhmm, such a good slave," Candy said eventually.

Standing tall, she released Taylor's cock from her grip, an ooze of cum welling from the tip when she did. Then slowly, still luxuriating in the tight grip that surrounded her sensitive shaft, she pulled out of Taylor with a final moan.

"Fuck Tay, still so fucking tight. The things I'm gonna do to that pussy."

Taylor didn't respond. Her mind was still spinning. The tide of pleasure receding and the rising one of shame and confusion following in its wake had her rattled. She could feel Candice's cum leaking down her thighs, and so much of it was still inside her. She could see the puddle of her own cum in front of her. There was so much. More than she had ever released in her life.

Sex had never felt so good.

But the cost. Her dignity as a Thompson. Her power within the school. Her authority as the Cheer Captain. The potential for Candice to completely ruin her life was now certain. She'd thrown it all away. Begged for it in fact. Asked to be punished. She thought she'd been ready when she said yes to being a slave. But now it was fresh and she couldn't help but still feel that it was the right decision.

Just reminding herself of that made her cock ache again already.

"Turn around Tay," Candy ordered.

Taylor tried to stand, pushing off the wall to steady herself.

"I didn't say stand Tay, I said turn around," Candy scolded, a hand pressing into her back and holding her down.

It was demeaning. Unfair and she shouldn't have stood for it, wouldn't have from any other person. But from her new Mistress Taylor couldn't help it. Candy's command bypassed all logic, every argument she used to lie to herself. On stuttering steps, she spun until her cheek was met by a warm, hard dick.

"Open."

The simple word came from her Mistress and Taylor did as commanded. Pink lips forming a perfect oval and waiting for what would come next.

Candice shifted her hips, pulling back and lining up with her target in a single motion. Pushing forward, she watched with lust filled eyes as her cock disappeared into Taylor's mouth once more.

"All the way Tay," Candy said, "right to the base, I want to feel your throat."

Taylor gurgled a reply, her mouth already mostly full of cock. Candice took it as assent. Not that she was going to stop anyway. Taylor had agreed to be her slave. She didn't get a vote anymore.

"Clean yourself off me Tay, taste your pussy on my cock and listen," Candice continued.

Pushing her cock deeper, enjoying every second of Taylor swallowing her length Candy let out a few quivering sighs before speaking again.

"Look at me Tay. Let me see your eyes."

Bright blue orbs looked up at her above pink lips wrapped around her cock and Candice smiled down at her slave.

"As soon as we are done here you are going to skip school. This mess is all your fault, you weren't meant to get fucked until tonight and that means I have to change my plans.

"Which is bad news for you my pretty little slave. You are going to go and get that cage right away. And as soon as you are able you are gonna put it on."

Candy couldn't help but let a wide grin spread across her face as Taylor's eyes widened at her command. The pretty blonde trying to pull back off her cock to talk."

"Uh uh uh, keep sucking Tay," Candy scolded, holding Taylor in place.

"There is more."

"As soon as it is on you are going to send me a photo. And then you are gonna wear it for the game tonight."

"Mmmph!" Taylor tried to protest around the thick meat filling her mouth but Candy just pushed deeper.

"After the game, you are gonna come find me. You know where I'll be. And then I'm going to punish you."

That made Taylor moan around her cock again and Candy couldn't help but do the same.

"Do you understand?" Candy asked and Taylor did her best to nod while her throat was full of cock.

"Good," Candy said.

"Now get up," she ordered and pulled back until her dick was free of Taylor's greedy mouth.

Taylor did with a gasp and a groan as she straightened back up. It was all she managed before Candice was upon her again. Pulling her close and kissing her hard.

It was quick and nasty, Candy's tongue plundering her mouth, dominating her own and had Taylor's already simmering arousal flare into life again.

"Mmm, we taste good together," Candy said when she broke the kiss.

Taylor just nodded dumbly. Her Mistress was taking what she wanted and it was all she could do to stand.

"Now skirt back on and go," Candice said.

Taylor tottered towards her clothing on unsteady feet at the command. She could feel more of Candy's cum leaking from her and it filled her with a burning shame and desire in equal measure. She was a Thompson. She shouldn't be half naked in a closet with cum leaking down her legs. But it was also exactly what she wanted. She was a slave and she knew she wanted worse. That Candy could tell her to do anything and she would feel compelled to obey.

Candy's voice cut across her train of thought as she reached for her bundle of clothes.

"Skirt only Tay. Those panties are mine."

"But..." she tried to protest, even if it was just a token one. There was no way Candy was going to let her leave with them.

Candice didn't even give her an actual reply. Just a look and Taylor let the panties fall. Hitching up her skirt, she tried to settle it in a way where the bulge of her half-hard cock wasn't as obvious. But it was a losing battle and every time she played with it just made it worse. Her dick aching and pleading to be touched some more.

"Go Tay. And don't forget. Photo," Candice dismissed her.

The raven-haired girl had her own clothes back in place. But she wasn't even bothering to try and hide her still hard member. It drew Taylor's gaze like a magnet and Candy smirked.

"Later Tay. More than you can handle."

Taylor didn't want to answer that. Not out loud. Not yet. Her body's reaction was enough. The hot flush that passed through her from head to toe in excitement and anticipation.

Doing her best to ignore it, she slowly opened the door and peeked out, checking to see if anyone had heard their louder then intended tryst. Seeing that somehow, they hadn't been discovered and the coast was clear, Taylor slipped out and didn't look back. She needed to get out of here as quickly as possible if she was going to fulfill Candy's orders and be back before the pre-game practice.

Candice watched her go. She'd just conquered the Cheerleader Queen of Gailton. Fucked her and filled her with cum. It wasn't enough. She'd had a few tastes of Taylor now. Grown used to having her under her thumb and whimpering in pleasure with only these few sessions.

Candice shivered as a wave of anticipation lit up her nerves. Goosebumps alighting all down her arms. She couldn't wait for Tay to send the photo. To see her cock all locked away and unable to do anything. A present for her and her alone, something only she could unwrap if she ever deigned to do so.

She could already see Tay's tormented face and hear her begging for release in her mind. She wouldn't get it of course. Tonight was going to be spectacular. By the end of it, the self-styled bossy bitch of Gailton would be a cum-soaked, desperate pile of need and frustration.

And that would just be the beginning.

***

Taylor couldn't decide if what she was feeling was trepidation or excitement. Her entire body was buzzing. Part of it was the game. The team had come from behind in the fourth and Chad had thrown the winning pass with less than a minute on the clock. The crowd had loved it. She'd loved it. The exhilaration of it really couldn't be matched. It was why she devoted so much of herself to cheering and making sure she was on the sidelines of every game.

But now. Now there was something that could. Her submission to Candy. Her admission of slavery. It had left a constant state of arousal bubbling inside her. Her cock half hard and pussy melting. And half hard was all she could manage.

She'd done exactly what she'd been told to do after leaving the school. Her brain and body still overloaded by the orgasms Candy had fucked out of her, she'd breezed past her friends with a wave and gone straight to a sex shop. She'd purchased the cage in a rush and left just as quickly. The need to have Candy see her in it fueling her haste.

As soon as she'd been in the privacy of her own home again, her skirt had come off and the cage had gone on. She'd found the one Candy had sent her in class.

Black and almost malevolent looking, its sheath covered her cock completely when she wasn't hard. In her current aroused state, she could only just barely make it to halfway hard before she ran out of room inside it. A ring at the base of it encircled her balls, its tight grip drastically increasing the trapped sensation and she knew that trying to cum past it would be almost impossible. Two little locks held it securely to her body and she had considered keeping one of the keys provided for herself. But she knew Candy would want them.

The thought of punishment from that had almost pushed her into doing so. Just to see what her new Mistress would do. To see what would happen to her if she did. Something depraved no doubt.

But her mind had calmed a little by then. The euphoria of their quick closet tryst faded enough for her to focus again.

The time away from her Mistress, away from Candy's mere presence had allowed her to take stock of the situation.

She was still a Thompson. She had to have some self-control. Candy might own her now but that didn't mean she would roll over and allow her to do whatever she wanted. She couldn't make it easy.

Or so she had thought at the time.

But after an entire game trapped within her new prison. Her cock not hidden behind any other clothing beneath her skirt as she jumped and twirled along the sidelines had driven her wild. No one had said anything, no one had pointed and started talking. All she had received had been knowing glances from Candy whenever their eyes met.

Her Mistress had known. And must have known how she'd react to it. The grin on the pretty dark-haired girl's face had only grown deeper the longer the game went.

She'd sent the photo just as she'd been told to. Her cock in its cage, a bit of precum already leaking out of the little hole at the end. Candy hadn't replied. Another little torment for her to endure for the rest of the evening. She hadn't even said anything when they met at practice. Not a word for the entire game either. Just looks that set her whole body aflame.

She wanted to fuck. Wanted to cum. Wanted Candy to do so many things to her. That was the excitement.

But the trepidation. The part of her mind that was still speaking some sort of sense was telling her that she was falling down this rabbit hole way too fast. That if she went to Candy tonight, then she would never be able to climb back out.

So now she was stuck. The locker rooms where she was meant to meet Candice only just down the hall. The last members of the team had left about ten minutes ago, the place going quiet as they all walked off into the evening. The entire time she'd been standing there. Unable to make a decision. Everything seemed so much easier when she was near Candy, when she could be told what to do.

But that couldn't be her life. Could it?

The answer came from within the locker room before she could settle on one of her own.

"Come inside Tay."

Candy calling out for her. Somehow knowing that she was outside having a crisis. Somehow knowing the exact right thing at the right time to tip her over the edge. Or was it simply just a random shot in the dark?

It didn't matter.

Taylor was moving before she could stop herself. Her body responding to Candy while her mind was in turmoil once again.

Pushing the door open, Taylor walked into the locker room. Empty benches and shut lockers greeted her. The lights had been dimmed and there were still traces of moisture in the air from the showers. But there was no immediate sign of her Mistress.

"Candy?" Taylor called.

"Back here," came the reply from the far corner hidden behind lines of lockers.

Taylor started towards it. Her heart beating faster, heat suffusing her body as the pool of arousal she could feel low in her body started to grow.

"I thought we had gotten past this self doubt and indecision Tay. I thought you had given yourself to me."

Candy's voice floated above the lockers again as Taylor tried to find the other woman.

"I... I have," Taylor replied.

It was easier here. Closer to Candy. She could sink back into submission.

"Then why were you outside for so long?"

"Because..." Tay started, but words failed her when she finally found Candy.

Candice Moore was a fucking vision.

She stood, framed by one of the dim overhead lights, one leg propped up on a bench while the other long, smooth pin seemed to go on forever towards the ground.

Both were encased in the stark white knee-high socks of their cheerleading uniform.

Candy had her shiny, black hair pulled back into a ponytail again, the lustrous tresses trailing down her back. Her glasses perched on the end of her nose as she looked down at Tay.

She'd either cut or rolled her top, only half the G of Gailton showing on the fabric that covered only her breasts.

Her stomach was bare.

Pale, subtly muscled abs on full display.

As was the thing that Taylor tried to tell herself she didn't desire most.

Candy had discarded the bright red skirt of their uniform. Instead, her cock. Long, hard, thick and already with a bead of precum leaking from the tip was on full display like a trophy.

It drew Taylor's gaze like a magnet and she had to fight down the urge to lick her lips at the sight of it and of her new Mistress.

"Because why Tay?" Candy asked again and Taylor jumped her mind back to the present.

"Because I'm hard. No! It's hard! It's hard!" Taylor replied before frantically correcting herself.

Candy grinned at her like a cat with the cream.

"What's hard Tay?" she asked, breaking her pose so she could saunter towards her prey.

She was toying with something in one of her hands but Taylor couldn't focus on it. Her gaze drawn back to the hypnotic sway of Candy's cock.

"It's not you. Your little cage is gonna make sure of that. Is it me? Cause I definitely am, I'm all ready to fuck you until you scream Tay."

"Give.. giving in," Taylor mumbled as she backpedalled slowly.

"I'm a Thompson, I can't do this."

"Aww, you've got it wrong. Giving in is easy, Tay. You've already done it. The very first time this lips of yours wrapped around my cock you were done. Earlier today only confirmed it.

"It doesn't matter if you are a Thompson. That's for the rest of the world to worry about. But here with you and with me. Just us. I'm your Mistress and you are my little submissive slut. Do you understand?"

Taylor nodded dumbly. Words had failed her again. Only her Mistress existed in front of her.

Candy was just so hot. So in control of everything. It made her weak. She wanted Candy to ruin her. Her cock was aching, completely pressed against the walls of its cage as it tried to get hard. Her pussy was leaking juices down her thighs.

The need she felt beyond reckoning.

Her submission was once more inevitable.

"Good girl," Candy crooned with a wicked smile.

"Now get naked. It's time for your punishment."

***

A few minutes later Taylor found herself flat on her back. Her uniform was gone and the only thing that remained was the cage locking her cock away.

She was on one of the old benches that lines the aisles between the lockers. A towel had been laid down beneath her for comfort but that was it. Her legs hanging to either side while her hands sat beneath her head after Candy had posed her just so.

Her Mistress was looming over her, a flush warming the pale skin of her cheeks and she was staring down with obvious lust.

"How does it feel Tay? Your new cage. Does your cock ache yet? Does it want to escape?"

Candice asked the question quietly as she began tracing soft lines along the tops of Taylor's thighs with her fingers. Aimless patterns that did little more than make Taylor aware of the touch.

"I hope so," Candy continued, not waiting for an answer.

"I want you to beg for your freedom. To be almost crazy from the need to cum."

The raven haired beauty kept up her light teasing as she talked. Her hands climbing Taylor's body. Across her stomach, the curve of her ribs before skirting her chest and softly brushing her neck and cheek.

"And that's what I'm going to do tonight. I'm going to make you scream Tay. But first I want you all tied up."

Tay gulped. Her heart was going a million miles an hour. Her body was screaming at her for relief. For pleasure. To beg Candy to start already. For her to free her. Anything but the waiting.

"Tied up?" She dared to question.

"Mhmm," Candy hummed and she showed Taylor what she'd missed seeing earlier.

It was a roll of tape. Shiny and silver it reflected the light and Taylor gulped again when Candice sat it on her naked stomach.

"Now lift your legs."

Taylor did as she was told. Lifting her legs into the air and flinching only slightly when Candy took hold of her ankles and started pushing them backwards towards her. She didn't stop until Tay was almost bent in half.

"Elbows inside your knees and then grab your ankles Tay," Candy commanded and she waited until Tay did as she was told, holding herself open and stretched.

Candy picked up the tape and with quick movements, tore off a strip and wrapped it around Taylor's ankle and wrist. Tying them together. Then she did it again. Then again. Before swapping to the opposite side and repeating the process.

"Now let's see how flexible you really are," Candy said with a sadistic grin and she began to push on Taylor's legs again.

"Fuck!" Taylor cried out as her legs stretched.

"Oh be quiet," Candy scolded, "I've seen you put your foot up beside your ear, you can stretch that far at least."

That was indeed where they went. Candy slowly and relentlessly pushed Tay's legs back until the blonde cheerleader's ankles were up beside her head. Reaching for the tape again, Candy wrapped it around Taylor's ankles before tying them to the bench as well.

Taylor groaned reflexively as her body protested the treatment. Her mind though was spinning. She was totally pinned. Tugging against the tape gave no hope. There was no give in it.

"Oh gawd," Tay moaned as her need and arousal grew in response to her predicament.

Her legs pulled back completely had left her pussy and ass on full display at the other end. Her tits were pressed together and she could see the hard points of her nipples. She could even see her cock straining in its prison between the valley of her breasts.

"Perfect Tay, you look perfect," Candy said as she shuffled into position at the end of the bench.

"My pretty toy is all ready to use."

Tay felt it then. Candy's cock nudging against the wet hole of her cunt. The fat head rubbing back and forth, getting smeared in her leaking arousal.

"Fuck!"

"Oh, fuck yes."

Both women let loose very different cries as Candy shifted her hips and pushed. Long, hard dick sinking swiftly into Taylor's clinging depths.

"Fuck, you're even tighter then before Tay," Candice groaned.

She drew back her hips, reveling in the feeling of Tay's pussy gripping her cock like a vice.

When just the tip was left inside, Candy dropped again. Driving her cock back into Tay and stretching the bound girl's tunnel with the full length of her cock.

Taylor moaned as she was filled, she couldn't help it. The cock inside her forcing the sound from her body.

"Oh fuck yes Tay," Candy gasped as she did it again.

Candy built a rhythm. Slow and steady, pulling back her cock till just the fat head was left inside before driving the full length back in with a meaty slap of her hips against Taylor's ass.

Again and again and again she did it. Every thrust making them both moan and pant. Candy didn't change the pace at all, sticking with her torturous method of teasing them both as they both felt the building pleasure.

"Fuck Tay, I'm not gonna last, you feel so fucking perfect around my dick. You belong here," Candy groaned out after she buried herself to the hilt again. Her cock reaching deep into Taylor's clinging cunt.

"Fill me!" Taylor blurted out.

She wanted it. She wanted it so bad. To feel Candy claiming her. To be filled with cum again. The fat dick spearing into her body was driving her wild. She tried to buck against it, to have more of it inside her.

"Please! Cum in me! Make me yours," Taylor begged.

"Oh fuck!" Candy gasped, her body jerking and shaking erratically as Taylor's words sent a shockwave through her.

It was a dream come true to hear the once untouchable cheerleader beg for her cum. She was gonna cum any second.

Frantically, Candy pulled out.

"Nooo!" Taylor whined in frustration when she did.

Candy could understand that. The desire to fill Tay warring with her need to deny her slave any satisfaction. Tonight wasn't about what the blonde wanted. She would only get what she was forced to take.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," chanting as her pleasure peaked, Candy scooted forward until she was above Tay's tits as she jerked her dick.

"Oh gawd!"

Cum erupted from Candy's cock to splatter all across Taylor's heaving chest. Candice bucked her hips in time with the shots. One. Two. Three. Four. Thick ropes that covered Taylor in white goo.

"Yesss!" Taylor groaned as she felt the hot cum across her skin.

"Oh you fucking like that don't you, you dirty slut. All tied up and covered in my cum," Candy said as she moved backwards.

"Uh huh," was all Taylor could manage with a nod of her head.

"Good thing I'm gonna give you plenty more then."

Lining herself back up, Candy plunged her cock back into Taylor, savoring the tight fit of her slaves cunt around her shaft once more.

The locker room quickly filled with the sounds of sex. The slap of skin on skin as Candy pounded Tay, both girls moaning without restraint as they reveled in the pleasure.

It wasn't long till Candy was ready to cum again. Taylor just felt too good. Looked to good spread open and trapped beneath her. She knew the blonde was getting close as well. Taylor's wet love juices were coating their joining, her pussy hot and tight. The muscles squeezing and twitching around her invading shaft, trying their best to keep her trapped every time she pulled back.

"Get ready for another load you dirty bitch," Candy told her as she felt the rapidly rising pressure reach the tipping point.

"No! No please! I'm so close!" Taylor whined.

"Mmm, too bad for you," Candy replied with an evil smile down at her captive and she pulled out again.

It only took a couple of strokes of her hand and then Candy was crying out in orgasm again.

"Fuck yes! Fuck, fuck fuck!"

Another undiminished load splattered across Taylor's tits. Joining the first and extending the mess covering her soft skin.

"Fuck yesss," Taylor hissed as the spurts of cum stopped, her peak fading away but her cock not flagging.

"You like that Tay? Another load just for you."

Taylor didn't answer. The hot cum glazing her breasts felt amazing. The degradation she felt at being Candy's canvas intoxicating.

But it was overshadowed by the fact she still hadn't cum herself. Her own trapped dick was straining against the limits of the cage she had allowed herself to be locked in. It ached. She wanted to be free. To feel her own orgasm overwhelm her senses. She wanted it so badly.

"Please!" She begged up at Candy, as her Mistress moved off of her.

"Fuck me! I wanna cum!"

Candy's responding grin was wide and her eyes glowed with the power she felt.

"Oh don't worry Tay, I'm not done with you yet."

Candice moved until she was standing back above Taylor's head and forcing the blonde to roll her eyes back to see her. The shape of her cock cast a shadow over Tays face and Candy bit her lip to stop a moan of need from escaping as she watched her slave become enraptured by the sight of it.

"Open Tay," Candice commanded.

Wet, pink lips did exactly that, forming a perfect oval as Candice tapped them with the head of her dick. Taking her time, Candice traced them with her tip, glazing them with a mix of cum and Taylor's own slickness.

"Now suck Tay," Candice said and she angled her cock into Taylor's open mouth.

Taylor did as she was commanded, the thrill of being ordered around running up her spine and making her tingle. She wrapped her lips around Candy's warm shaft, her tongue eagerly tasting the mix of cum and her own juices on it.

"Oh fuck yes, that's good Tay, such a good cocksucker," Candice moaned from above her.

"Deeper," Candy commanded.

Taylor tried, tilting her head backward so she could change the angle, sucking on dick in her mouth, trying to pull it deeper, to give Candy what she wanted.

Candice let her try for a minute. Holding her hips perfectly still, restraining herself from taking what she wanted. That would come. For now she had to make Tay work for it. To give her a chance before she failed and she could punish her for it. Taylor said she wanted to get fucked. She wasn't going to deny her that. A throatfucking probably wasn't what she meant though.

"Mmm, keep going Tay, that feels so good," Candy murmured down at her as she positioned herself.

Leaning forward, she grabbed onto Taylor's stretched legs, trailing her nails along the skin and making Tay shudder around the dick in her mouth.

"Yesss, now deeper Tay, deeper!" Candy groaned as she pushed her hips down.

Taylor just gurgled. Fat, hard cock had filled her mouth and was now knocking on the entrance to her throat. She couldn't stop it. Candy just kept pushing more of it into her.

"Fuck yes, that's it you dirty slut," Candy said as she felt Taylor struggle beneath her.

"Mmmphf!" Taylor let out a muffled cry and she tried to shake free.

The tape held and Candy pushed again, her cock reaching deeper. Changing her grip, she buried a hand in Taylor's hair, the other going to her slaves neck and wrapping around it. She wanted to feel this. She wriggled her hips, and twisted Taylor's head.

"Open your throat Tay, I'm not stopping until I've poured a load right into your stomach."

The words burned through Taylor. More of Candy's cum. She wanted it. She tried to relax, to let her Mistress claim her.

"Fuck!" Candy cursed in delight as she found her mark.

Taylor's throat taking her cock and squeezing it tight as her dick disappeared all the way to the base. She felt it happen, Taylor's skin shifting beneath her hand as thick cock was buried in her throat and cut off her air.

Candy pulled back, Tay's grip resisting her exit as much as it had her entrance. When just her tip was in Taylor's mouth pushed forward again immediately. Her cock disappeared. Tay's neck bulging as dick forced its way back into her body.

The power she felt over Tay was incredible. The tight, constant grip of her slaves throat around every inch of her dick phenomenal.

She did it again. Wet, sloppy gasping sounds escaping from Taylor as she did. Then silence as she stuffed her full of cock.

Candy stopped trying to control herself. It felt way too good. She sped up.

She felt Tay try to gag as her cock bottomed out and then returned faster then she was expecting.

The spasming muscles of her toy's throat only egged her on. Pushing deeper, harder. This was how Taylor was meant to be used. Nothing but a hole for her own pleasure.

"Suck my dick, take it all Tay, every inch," Candy groaned as she pushed her way back into Taylor's throat again.

"Gllurkk!" Taylor tried to say something but it was nothing but a wet sloppy sound as her throat was filled with cock.

Candy kept going. The room filled with the smack of her hips and the wet slurping of Taylor's mouth. She could feel her orgasm rising rapidly. Could feel her dick beneath her hand every time she pushed in Taylor's throat, the pressure of that tight hole squeezing and gripping her length as her blonde toy tried to breathe.

Candy let go of Taylor's hair. She wanted this bitch to choke. Reaching forward she pinched Taylor's nose shut just as she crammed her cock back down into the depths of her throat and left it there.

Candy grinned as Taylor's eyes shot open. The gorgeous blue eyes searching her out in shock. She only grinned wider down at her pet when they met her own.

Taylor started to shudder, her trapped body rocking and quivering as she tried to break free.

"Oh fuck, that feels good Tay, keep going," Candy moaned as the panicking woman's throat constricted around her cock even more.

"You can breathe when I cum."

The words were evil. Depraved. They made Taylor cum on the spot. Her half hard and imprisoned dick oozing out its own pathetic attempt at an orgasm while her pussy spasmed and clenched, liquid arousal spilling across the bench between her legs.

It was enough for Candy. Watching her slave scrabble and fight against her bindings, seeing her cum from the abuse of her throat and the words she had heard.

"Ohh fuck!" Candy wailed.

Her own orgasm unloaded, the milking muscles of Taylor's throat eagerly pulling it from her cock and into her belly.

It was her largest one for the evening so far. Her stomach clenching and then releasing as tremendous waves of cum filled her shaft, stretching Taylor's throat just a little more before depositing five thick spurts into her belly.

"That's it. That's it. Take it all Tay, take it all. Then you can breathe," Candy cooed lustily.

Taylor did her best. Her own orgasm was a shot of pure ecstasy. She couldn't think. Couldn't breathe. Couldn't imagine an orgasm more potent then the one she was experiencing. She was barely able to swallow the deluge from Candy's cock. The tidal wave of hot cum splattering into her belly only sending her to new heights of pleasure.

Was it the fact that her dick was trapped that made it better? Or was it the realization that she wanted Candy's cum more than she wanted air? Maybe she was simply just a deviant. That her real position in life was just as Candy wanted. A whore to be used for pleasure and nothing else.

Taylor decided it didn't matter. After this there could be no denying that she was Candy's personal slave. Not if it brought her pleasure like this.

"Yesss, that's it Tay," Candice groaned as her orgasm finally trailing off, Taylor's eager throat still trying to massage the last few ounces from her cock.

Pulling back, she let her slave breathe as promised. Taylor taking deep, gasping breaths before coughing repeatedly as soon as her mouth was free of cock.

Candy took her in, biting her lip in appreciation. She already wanted to fuck her again. Taylor's face was a mess. Tears streaking through her makeup, cum and spit pasting her chin and lips. With the already impressive amount across her tits, Taylor was a piece of art dedicated to her desire.

"Oh, was I a little rough Tay?" Candy teased when her blonde pet finally stopped coughing.

"And you've made a mess of your cage, you really are such a naughty girl," Candy tutted as she stood and circled Taylor.

"What am I going to do with you?"

The promise lingering in that question made Taylor squirm in her bindings.

She knew the truth now.

Candy could do anything she wanted to her and she'd come crawling back for more. She was a slave. And the acceptance of it filled her with heat.

"Fuck me."

"Please."

Taylor filled with words with as much desire and need as she could. Her mouth was full of the taste of Candy, her chest covered in her Mistresses cum, and her cunt was a wet, leaking, needy hole that wanted nothing more than to be filled with cock.

"Hahahaha," Candy laughed, the warm chuckle sending a different type of tingle through Taylor's body.

"Have you fallen so far already Tay? Only this morning you were determined to resist me. And now look at you. Bent in half, tied to a bench, covered in cum and begging me for more."

Taylor gasped as Candy sat back between her legs on the bench, her miraculously hard cock-head tapping against her clit.

"What do you have to say for yourself?"

"I.. ohhh... I... aww... I..."

Taylor tried to reply, but every time she began, her brain lost the thought as Candy slid her length across her pussy.

"Mmm, I don't really care Tay, I just wanted to tease you. You're mine now. And we both know it. That's all that matters. So beg me. Beg me to fuck you again. Beg me to fill your dirty hole, to cover you in cum. Beg me to make that pathetic little cock of yours strain against its cage until it dribbles out another pitiful excuse for an orgasm."

The words were ambrosia for Taylor. A lightning rod. An injection of pure, depraved ecstasy that flooded every fibre of her being.

"Fuck me. Mistress. Please. I'm yours. Forever. Fuck me. I need your dick. Make me crave it. Fill me!"

Taylor begged. Releasing all the desperate, wanton lust that she'd tried to hold back from the very first moment Candy had made her hard beneath her desk. This was her final surrender. She had nothing else left to give.

"Mmm, good girl," Candy groaned in appreciation, her smile victorious.

She gave her slave what she so desperately desired. Stopping her slow teasing, Candy shifted her hips, changing the angle of her thrusts and sank back into her own personal toy.

"Ohhh fuuuuck," Taylor gasped as she felt the fat cock splitting her open again.

"That's it, take it all Tay," Candy cooed as she slid all the way to the root.

They stayed there for a moment. Their breathing heavy, eyes wide and full of desire as they stared at each other. The Ice Queen above and the Cheerleader below. Joined together in perfect pleasure.

"Please."

Taylor broke the silence. She couldn't take it anymore. She was so full. Candy so hot, thick and hard inside her.

This once, Candice gave her exactly what she wanted. How could she resist? She pulled her hips back and slammed forward.

"Fuck!" they both cried out as her hips met Taylor's with a meaty smack.

The tight, gripping walls of Tay's pussy were heavenly. So warm and wet. Trying to milk her load from her immediately and send her over the edge.

Candy did it again. Then again. Then again. Every thrust forcing a grunt, a groan, a needy desperate whine from one of them as she took her prize.

Taylor Thompson was hers now, and she wasn't going to let the blonde beneath her forget it.

***

It was several hours later when Taylor stumbled into the pool house she had claimed as her 'exercise room' out the back of her home.

She was exhausted, feeling filthy and caught somewhere between utter satisfaction and hopeless frustration. Candice had kept fucking her. Again and again and again. Her pussy, her tits, her mouth and throat, all of them had been used and abused for her dark-haired mistress's pleasure. Layers of cum had stained her skin byt the time they were finally done.

She hadn't been allowed to wash it off. Candice had insisted on being the one to do it. Her new mistress had taken her time with that as well. Slowly and carefully unwrapping her from the bindings that had held her trapped to the bench. Candice had massaged her skin, her sore muscles, heedless of the cum that coated the skin. When she'd been satisfied with that and she herself had been laying in a haze of bliss from the tenderness, Candice had dragged her up, half carrying her to the showers and then proceeded to clean her. It had been soft and delicate, Candice taking great care to make sure that every inch of her body was spotless and tended to. The warm kisses that had been planted all over her body as she was washed had been divine.

Then Candy had insisted on driving her home. No late night chauffeur for her. She should have really suspected something. There was always something with Candy.

She'd spent the trip with a hard cock in her mouth once more, slowly slurping her way up and down Candy's length while her Mistress idly played with her hair.

There had been no frantic rush to orgasm. It had simply been what was expected of her as a slave.

Slave

The word made her quiver. She truly was now. Her pleasure no longer her own. It filled her with a warmth that no amount of power she had wielded as a senator's daughter had ever managed.

Moving to the small bathroom, Taylor stripped off her uniform and stepped into the shower. Turning the taps it wasn't long until she was luxuriating in the heat and steam. She didn't need it, but washing herself slowly, it helped her relax, helped her remember the calm after her submission.

Candy had filled and painted her with more cum than even she thought was possible even for a futanari. But her own orgasms had been few and far between. Or at least the ones that mattered.

Her pussy had spasmed and roiled around the cock filling it almost as many times as it had been used. But her cock, the raging rod that called for her attention like a bonfire, the need to shoot her cum. It had been denied. Only the small ruined leaking had been allowed.

That was the problem. Candy hadn't removed her cage. Had left her cock half hard and straining against its prison.

And it ached. Her bent shaft, the sensitive tip, her unemptied balls. Candy had made sure she'd only cum once more with it after the first, saying that she could only cum properly when she allowed it.

Then she'd taken the keys and sent Taylor on her way.

The humiliation of it was electric. It spoke to the side of her that Candy had awoken like nothing else the dark-haired girl had done to her yet.

It had her so horny. Made her want to touch her cock, to cum, only to know she was denied that simple pleasure. A vicious loop that she couldn't escape from until her Mistress deigned it so.

Finishing her shower and crawling into bed, Taylor tried to ignore the cage. Thinking about it would only drive her mad. Knowing what she knew about Candy now, that was probably the point.

Settling as best she could, Taylor closed her eyes. Maybe tomorrow would bring her some relief.

***

End of Part 2.