Strapped Ch. 06

"Aww... You're a switch!" Kara explains to me.

"A what?" I ask.

"You don't know, ahh, it's someone who can... fuck. It's someone who can be a dommy and a subby," she says with a cute smile.

"Hmm interesting, I've never heard of that. Do you think that's what the other Mistresses alluded to when they said I was made to seduce the other girls in school?"

"Most definitely, I mean I get the urge to do whatever you say. It's strange, normally I don't do anything anyone tells me."

"Well, I wouldn't mind bending over for you sometime."

"In due time, I hope. Aww fuck!" she gasps as she's about to cum.

We're in the girls bathroom, currently I'm watching as Rachel eats her asshole while Fiona digs her tongue into her wet pussy. They are both on their knees as Kara has one leg laid over the sink. Her other foot remains upright, and she's facing the mirror looking back at me as we chat. All the while, the two pet sluts taste her sweet juices and tongue fuck.

What brought this on was a meeting we had not about an hour ago. Miss Briggs called all of us (excluding Sam) to her office just to tell us to be gentle with Sam. She even told Mrs Higginbottom and Miss Taylor to keep their greedy hands away from her, and promised a really harsh punishment to anyone who crosses the line. She said this, having recently heard what occurred in the cafeteria.

I noticed the sheer level of trepidation on Fiona and Rachel's faces. Kara and I could have easily reported the treatment she's received from the two of them. Given I already dished out their punishment, I thought against it. We instead use that as a way to keep a tight grip of control over them. Looming it over their heads in delightful taunts. Just the threat of Briggs finding out about last week's affairs is enough to get them on their knees and between our legs.

Hence why Kara has got them to double tongue fucking her today, not to mention the threat of being held down and being brutally fucked. They seem so powerless, it's almost a shame how easy it seemed to make them so. Then again I should be thankful that it was so easy. I watch a delight, and with my phone recording as they bring Kara to several toe curling orgasms. Both their faces are covered in her pussy juices as she cums one last time.

They didn't even have time to remove their clothes, Kara only had to lift up her skirt and remove her panties. She held it up for them, and told them she needed a nice ass cleaning and pussy licking. They had no choice but to oblige especially when we hovered what they did to Sam over their heads. Once they got to it, it went over smoothly and I just had to record it. Now that I have evidence of their nasty need to slurp some girl juice. I have even more over them, which is necessary to keep control over them.

In truth, I am addicted to abusing them now, and it's almost tyrannical how I go about it. To start off, in public I am still the new girl in school that no one knows. Rachel and Fiona still treat us the same, which often makes them feel empowered. They act like I'm not worth their time and don't even bother to talk to any of us. This is appropriate, I don't want people getting suspicious as to why they've stopped being outwardly awful to me. Yet I need to remind them, or more to the point Kara needs to remind them who the boss really is. In this case it's me and my second in command, the sexy goth chick with a pension for short pleated skirts and shiny boots.

She's got gorgeous pale white skin I'd love to lick all over and just as they're having fun. My urges get the best of me, I put my phone away and rush in for a sexy kiss. I lick her tongue and slobber all over her lips.

"Ohh Gabi," she sighs.

She cups my ass, then squeezes it as my breasts smash into hers. We kiss for what seems like an eternity before I look at the cum covered faces of the other two.

"You're not to wipe that shit off until the day ends. You're aware of today's plan right?" I ask them.

They nod in unison, not showing any disobedience or outward contempt.

"Good girls, do a good job and you'll get your reward. You do want me and mistress Kara to take care of you right?"

"Yes mistress," Fiona says.

"And you?" I ask Rachel.

She's trying to keep her composure and not seem as willing. Recently, I asked Miss Briggs to tell the other teachers that they can no longer give them any loving attention. That they needed to be starved just like me, and she agreed. They can only get a release from me or Kara and no one else. This has led to them being particularly obedient on top of the reinforcement we throw in. The asslicking we make them do, and the number of times Kara has cum on their pretty faces.

I approach Rachel, who's a bit resistant to admitting she wants me to touch her. I lick my fingers then unbutton her slacks. She doesn't stop me, giving me a blank expression instead. I stick my fingers in her panties and feel the warm sticky mess inside her underwear. I also rub the strands of growing pubic hair, in order to tease her.

"Is this what you want?" I ask her again.

"Yes mistress," she sighs deeply.

"So will you cooperate with the plan today?"

"Yes mistress," she groans as my third digit enters the black girl's tight pussy.

"And if you comply, you know what you're going to get right?"

"Yes mistress," she sighs as she nears her orgasm.

"Good!" I immediately stop then taste her tasty cream. "You taste wonderful, my sexy pet. I expect that you'll be getting a handsome reward soon. Let's go Kara, and you two wait two minutes then leave. We don't want your reputation ruined."

I don't care about their reputations, but I need them to remain popular with the preppies so that this can work. It should be obvious by now that when we get the opportunity, we find an empty corner or room in the school to pull them. This is where all the fun begins. Sometimes we send them notes or little letters. We put them under their desks or inside their lockers and they tell them when and where we should meet.

As Kara and I walk together, many in school are not surprised. The new girl with tattoos and the troublemaker are getting along. It was bound to happen, yet in truth it's actually built on more than just simple being outsiders. She explained that we're what many in the adult community call switches, willing to play both the dom and sub. We're also incredibly infatuated by Mrs Higginbottom. It helps that Kara is in her own right just as engaging as I am. Helping me outrightly dominate the other two sluts in the group. While Kara is a great friend and seems to be quite reliable, Sam is our counter balance. The quiet little pet I've always wanted.

There's so much about her that I love, her deep introverted nature. She isn't capable of defending herself and that makes me want to protect her. Miss Briggs made sure to explain that I am to take care of her when she's not around. We meet up with her after this little bit of bathroom fun and we give her a hug. I've started splitting time between my regular friends and these two, the other girls understand. They did see me start a food fight inorder to protect her, so they're fine with seeing me less regularly. During our time together as a threesome, we normally sit outside the school grounds. Near the benches of the track field and this is where we've been plotting.

They know about my plan to seduce the girls on Miss Briggs list and all for it. Kara sees it as me destroying the hierarchy and bringing about a new order. Sam just likes that she has people to talk to and eat with for a change. This then begs the question, what exactly is the plan. To explain it I need to go back to the days after we fucked Fiona and Rachel, as it's important. When I asked them about Olivia and Maddie, they were not interested in talking about it. I would say they did it to protect them but they actually did it because they didn't like me.

The fucking that changed their attitude towards me, and also allowed them to be more forthcoming with what they knew. To start off with, Rachel isn't a regular member of the preppies (what I call them. High achieving girls with a highly inflated ego). Rachel usually hung out with the more diva and fashionable crowd. The ones who wanted to have fun most of the time, however, she did incredibly well in school. Unlike her friends she wanted to go somewhere and be somebody important. She therefore built a bit of a friendship with Maddie and Olivia at the beginning of this year, hoping the connections they have (due to how wealthy and rich their families are) will help her down the line when it comes to college applications.

So Rachel knows little about them, but she'll be of importance when it comes to the plastics (the name for the divas of the school). For now though, the main entry point is Fiona and she's been friends with them for quite a while. All three of them are from wealthy families who all live within a square kilometer of each other. Unlike most students who are here on grants, scholarships and because they are family friends with some of the school's boards. These three are some of the top contributors to the school in terms of donations.

On top of being wealthy, all three of them are good students. They get mostly A's and B's but there are critical differences between the three. Fiona is like the school's walking hall monitor, she's always on everyone's case about behaviour and what they should or shouldn't be doing. She was the biggest bitch of the three and it's no wonder Miss Briggs took the initiative when it came to putting her in her place. She's still acting student body president which she got thanks to help from her cohorts. That gives her power, which I yield over her so maybe I've become the real student body president.

With her help, I have all the relevant details for the sluts I've seduced and those I plan to seduce.

Let's start with Maddie. She is quite the wealthy and smart girl. Rather outgoing too, she often puts herself in charge of whatever happens. Many of the girls in school think she's quite full of herself, even though most of them are just the same. Yet she seems to go a level beyond the normal selfishness and pompous attitudes of hormonal teenagers. She has long wavy golden brown hair which is lovely to be honest. It's always well maintained which is impressive, and she's undoubtedly one of the best dressers in the entire school. That's not by accident.

Her smiles and bright warm expressions are often misleading, as she doesn't really seem to think much of anyone in school. She'll never admit that though, she plays the humble act quite well. Fiona exposes that besides her, Maddie's closest friend is Olivia. This is proven true by the fact Sam isn't the only one who has suffered at the hands of the preppies and their group extends towards the girls in the lower grades. We don't mess with them, because it's just easier to deal with the most influential members of the preppies.

Just like Kara is my second in command, Maddie's second is Olivia. Even from the outside looking in, this is quite the one-sided relationship. It's not even debatable that Olivia would die for Maddie in a heartbeat. The same can't be said the other way round though. Maddie is often always talking about herself and her accomplishments. She's often leading the conversation and because of that very few people can talk besides her. Olivia on the other hand is just there, she watches and listens.

From what I've been told, by my friends and Fiona. Adding that to what I've seen, Olivia's actions or ideas are often taken and stolen by Maddie to be hers. Most people would not tolerate this, if they had any self respect or backbone but Olivia doesn't seem to care. I spend several days trying to figure out why this is and end up discussing it with my friends. This was yesterday, sitting with Harriet, Janine and Haley. The few days of the week where I sit with my normal group.

"Can I ask you guys something?"

"Sure," they said.

"You remember how there was a food fight between us, the preppies?"

"Don't remind me, next time I'm not stopping you," Harriet said, unhappy that I got them in trouble.

"I'm sorry about that, does anyone know why they are like that?"

"You mean why are they evil and mean to most of the other girls?"

"No, I mean why is it that Olivia just sort of goes along with them. I mean doesn't she see that Maddie is kinda using her?"

"I stopped asking myself what goes on the minds of other girls years ago," Janine said.

"Why do you care so much?" Haley asked.

"I'm curious, because of what they did to that girl -- Sam."

"How is she? Are you still seeing her tomorrow?" Haley asked. Although I could sense something more to the question.

"She's fine, nothing too bad really. I just want to know what's up with them. Maybe If I can get them to change, it'll be a better place for Sam. She won't be afraid of eating lunch at the cafeteria like the rest of us."

They nodded, understanding where I was coming from. It was a ruse to hide that I wanted dirt to dig up and use as blackmail.

It's here I learned that Harriet might just be the smartest girl in the school, at least when it comes to people skills.

"I think you just have to look at them, look at how different they are. I would never expect someone like Olivia to spend time with someone like Maddie. Even if they were family friends or whatever, even if they are sort of both the school's darlings. It's just weird how opposite they are, you know?"

I've been thinking about this, and I pondered it after the table moved on from the topic. The truth is that Maddie and Olivia are incredibly different. Both are good at taking tests, sure. The differences are stark, Maddie is thin, she's athletic but above that she's very popular. Her academics are only outshone by her popularity and she holds several positions in all the major clubs.

She is one of the trendiest dressers and invests in the coolest new outfits. She has quite the social media following too and all the while being on both the girls soccer team and track team. She also has an incredible physique, toned thighs, legs and abs. A real poster girl. Her influence is somewhat telling, so telling that she's the first girl on the damn list of girls to be conquered by me. Miss Briggs definitely wants her taken down first, she wants me to put her back in line and if not for me she'd do it herself.

Having asked me to give her the deep strap-on fucking, in an attempt to curb her influence. That's the big word, influence. I learned how powerful it is based on how much I need to have an orgasm. The fact I haven't had one in quite some time now since the wonderful time Mrs Higginbottom and Miss Taylor is what gives them influence over me. It's that same word that has me controlling Fiona and Rachel.

That need for attention is something Olivia must want too, she must have an addiction or fix just like me making her take this unspoken abuse. It's a power that it and Maddie has over her. That the mistresses have over me. That same power which I used to keep a hold of my two new pets. I have been asking myself why I'm doing all this and it comes down to my need for that fix. It's therefore a good idea to instill that need to someone else, and in doing so be the hand that enacts the headmistress's will.

With Maddie growing ever more powerful in the school's culture, it undermines Miss Briggs which she doesn't like. It's clear that she has copycats, many of them younger students who want to emulate her. She's sexy and she's popular and she's got a good record. She likes to flaunt these things too, using it as points to prove that she's simply better than everyone. That's why she makes an effort in being a trendy dresser. She'll pull a skirt up here, adjust a top there and suddenly she looks cool or hot. The other girls pick up on it, and become junior preppies themselves. The future academic and cultural leaders of the school.

Maddie is too powerful to be left alone and Miss Briggs doesn't like it. To take Maddie down, we need someone who is even closer to her than Fiona is, someone less influential too. We need Olivia and I must hammer home that she's quite different from Maddie. To start off, she's incredibly introverted. People have entire conversations with Maddie while Olivia stands next to her, without saying a word. While she may seem socially awkward, she's still got quite the look on her.

In class she wears glasses, which she often takes off outside. Her hair is usually in a bob. Her general demeanour is serious and alluring. She's quite naturalistic in her look, starting with her creamy exotic skin. She's got lovely naturally tanned white skin, due likely to one of her parents being of latin descent. Body wise she's almost chubby looking. She has little athleticism to speak off and a lot less tone compared to her best friend. Her sides have cute love handles which you can see when she dawns a dress. A fashion choice probably urged on by someone else. She has wonderful curves though, a big bust chesty and a gelatinous ass.

Dresses accentuate her larger and rather noticeable breasts and ass. Particularly because they often have some cleavage and wrap tightly around her rump. She's not fat, just somewhat thicker and it's cute. Hot in certain cases, but her wardrobe doesn't allow for her to show it. It's far removed from the high wasted jeans and crop tops of the more popular girls. Or the more stylist vibes of her friend, although it's obviously clear her friend is the one who insists on the dresses. Perhaps to try and break her from her shell.

Originally, she prefers baggy sweaters and sweatpants. Outside of looks she's a genius, and this is something Fiona admitted when I asked her. She specifically said it's not just limited to what she's studying, she knows a lot about a variety of topics. She doesn't like to go out much and she only ever does go out because she wants to be with Maddie. That's where this has led me, I have a sneaky suspicion that Olivia is into Maddie far more than she's been leading on.

I asked Fiona to monitor them and she has on countless occasions caught Olivia gazing at Maddie. She's also seen signs that Olivia might have a thing for girls. Small little tells that she didn't notice until I had her doing so. At the time, Fiona was more than willing to spit out all the information I needed when I had my fingers deep inside her wet pussy. Her last remaining vestiges of loyalty died when she needed to cum and I refused to go deeper until she told me more. Like the little addicted rug muncher she is, she spilled the beans.

The first new bit of info is that Olivia has lots of pictures of Maddie's saved in her phone and very few of any one else. There's also some suggestive stories saved on her bookmarks, most of which are lesbian stories about seducing your best friend. There's some creative doodles in her notebook, which look like two girls in somewhat lewd poses.

I fingered Fiona's pussy to glorious orgasm when she finished telling me all this. As I did so I imagined what it would be like to have Olivia for myself. To take care of her unsatisfied desires.

I know it won't be easy to seduce her as she is a genius, but in a way, so am I. The smartest people tend to be cautious, their awareness forces them to be extra careful. It's why I imagine she wouldn't trust putting this type of exposing information in her computer. In the mind of geniuses, there's no machine that can't be broken into. I therefore asked Fiona if she didn't have a diary, and unsurprisingly Fiona mentioned a book.

That's when we made the plan to get this book. That brings us today at dinner, where Fiona and Rachel help me get what I want. Rachel acts as a distraction to the two and Fiona steals the key to their room and then hands it to me. They stay behind, making sure the two don't leave the cafeteria. Since everyone is eating and my teachers know what I'm trying to do (the mistresses on duty). No one stops me from exiting the cafeteria and going to their room to sniff sniffing around. I find the diary which is well hidden relatively speaking before leaving a note in its place. I then go back to my room, after handing the room key to Fiona, to absorb the saucy details.

I read it quickly, and learn every single naughty fetish this girl wants to experience. Mostly at the hands of Maddie, but some are targeted towards other girls at school. I even found one of me, the new girl with the red hair and the sexy tattoo.

"That could only be one person," I think to myself.

It seems this may be easier than I thought and after a comprehensive read, I snap photos, put the book down and wait for my new pet to arrive. I give clear instructions to the other girls to not disturb me. First I take a hot shower, cleaning every single hole I have. If all goes to plan, I might actually cum for the first time in while. I think about how I should approach this, Olivia is unique to the other girls. Timid sure, but still quite the smart one too. She is only involved with the preppies because she is infatuated by her best friend. Their friendship is underlined in the book as being fourteen years old.

I don't care much about possibly destroying such an old friendship, and I plan on using two methods to get her to submit. The carrot and the stick, first we show her the stick then we dangle the carrot. In this case two, one will be me and the pleasure of my wonderful taste. The joy of my touch, the other will be the opportunity to be in control of Maddie. Making her subservient to Olivia.

I drool at the thought of licking her big set of D-cup tits, a big round ass and tanned exotic skin. She's just slightly shorter than Maddie and is much shorter than I am. Almost standing shoulder to shoulder with Rachel. The thick introverted latina is someone who will want to vent her frustrations of unrequited love. Another thing is perhaps helping her be more alluring to others, I'll probably order her to dress more sexy. To wear skimpier dresses so I can see her thick thighs and show even more cleavage. Miss Briggs won't like this but I'll want to have a little bit of eye candy.

I'm also worried that Olivia might be quite stubborn in her attitude, so much so that she's even willing to let her reputation fall into the gutter. That's why we're presenting two carrots, to indulge her fantasies and possibly pull her in through that. It's not unheard of for Olvia to have been just as mean or pompous as the other girls, but I'm going to try to make an exception.

While it may seem they deeply dislike anyone who isn't a preppie, Maddie more so. Olivia has always seemed to just tag along, and how could she not. Her intelligence scares people off, most girls can barely keep up with her logic. Maddie, from what I understand, pick's up on Olivia's thoughts intuitively. It's a deep connection which Maddie relies on to inflate her ego.

I finish my shower, get dressed before turning off the light and waiting patiently.

Some minutes later, Olivia enters the room. She can't see what I'm wearing nor does she know what is really going on. She can see my hue but from the way she's standing, she doesn't know it's me.

"Who are you?" she asks me.

She's never been here before, so her line of questioning fits. Why does someone live so far from the main dorms, why did they steal my diary and why are they being so ominous? My note only told her that if she wanted her diary back and didn't want to be exposed she should come to this building. I'm guessing she knew where the building was but not who lived there and why.

"Turn on the light and see," I instruct her.

She does so, tentatively wondering why she's been dragged here.

When the lights turn on, she realises who it is then throws a disdainful comment, "Oh, it's you, what the hell are you wearing?"

I grin, particularly I'm dressed in just black slit lacy panties and a push up bra. The bra and panties are mesh with the bra greatly accentuating my breasts. She can see my pink nipples and swollen red clit underneath the lingerie. I'm also wearing a pair of shiny black boots borrowed from Kara because they look sexy. I added to that, some-high socks and lastly between my legs is a caramel white colour veiny strapon cock which I'm gently stroking. On the other hand, it's got a vibrating cock that activates with friction well tucked inside my dripping wet pussy.

I'm particularly pleased with this because she's not seem to look away from my delightful body.

"You like it?" I ask seductively.

"No, you creep," she hisses.

Trying to act grossed out. I try to look intimidating but not too much that scares her off. Just enough that she understands that I'm in charge. She's just wearing a pair of silk grey pajamas. They're quite loose-fitting, but that doesn't really hide much of her voluptuous beauty. Her ass is still visible and it grabs my attention. Before I can get into that, I need to get her to understand what exactly is going on.

She clearly remembers that we had a food fight just well over a week ago. One with her and her band of book worms. I'd call them teachers pets, but that is more true of me and the other girls than of them. Given her animosity, I try to maintain my air of allure.

"Yes, it's me," I respond. "Do you know why you're here?" I ask politely.

"Not really. You saw a letter that says you know I have my diary," she says.

I smile. "It seems that you've been hiding things, there's a lot of juicy gossip in here."

"Like what?" she asks.

"It's better if I show you," I say, and then pull out her diary.

She gasps as she sees it. "What the fuck!?"

She's suddenly angry, she starts stomping towards me.

"Stop right there, don't make me..." I hold it up and pretend to be ripping out a page.

"Please no," she whines. "Please don't."

"Why don't you close the door and lock it, so that we can have some privacy and a little chat."

I can see that Olivia is upset by the fact I'm holding her prized possession, something that holds her dirty little secrets. She is still quite reluctant to do as I say.

"Did you hear me, close the door and lock it!" I say more sternly

"How did you even get that?" she asks me.

"Not important. You'll find out soon enough anyway. What matters is that I have it, and what's inside it is enough to, well, make your relationship with Maddie a bit complicated."

This finally jumps her into action, she quietly and quickly locks the door. She turns to look at me, recognising that I am not joking around.

"Okay, so would you mind giving it back to me now," she pleads.

"You'll get it, don't worry. I don't plan on keeping this. I already took enough photos to make sure that I keep my power over me," I explain.

"What do you want?" she asks.

"See, what I want is you, your gorgeous latina body being obedient to me," I say.

She's a bit confused by this request.

"Why?" she asks.

This is where my first opportunity to condition her comes. She clearly needs to be appreciated, and although she doesn't know it. Without this appreciation, people like Maddie can use and abuse her to their heart's content.

"Simple, because I think you're gorgeous Olivia." I put the diary down and walk towards her. I stroke my cock in the process as I circle around her. "I also want to give you what you want, which from what I've seen and read is Maddie."

She scoffs at my words, unbelieving of what I said.

"You're lying, what is it you really want? Money, hmm me doing your homework?"

I can't and don't plan on telling her originally this was a mission set on me by Miss Briggs. So I decide that it's best that she doesn't know.

"It doesn't matter. The fact is that I do and you don't need to know why. You just need to know that if you don't do what I say, if you don't comply then I'll make you the biggest laughing stock of the school."

"So you're blackmailing me?" She asks.

"Yes, I just can't help but want to have your body all to myself."

This breaks her strong expression, she immediately blushes. Her cheeks turn bright red and she starts breathing quite heavily.

"The thing is, even if I do what you say you'll just escalate. Eventually, I'll reach my limit so it's probably better that I just get my diary and leave. I'll just have to let you do your worst."

I prepared for this, I knew she'd not just betray her friends at the first sign of love and affection.

"You came here though, didn't you?"

"I just wanted to get my diary back and see who did it so that I know who to report to Miss Briggs. I also wondered how you got in my room, maybe you have some lock picking skills. Still this is theft and I'm going to report you and you'll be expelled. Then after that's done, I'll just tell everyone you were simply an attention sicking trailer trash slut who wanted some attention."

She goes on the offensive, I need to retake control of the situation. I stop circling her and stand face up. This is about intimidating her, making it seem the only solution or way out is what I'm presenting to her. I stare her down, looking her straight in the eye, my smile gone and she seems to crumble a bit under the pressure.

"Well say something," she demands.

It takes me a few moments to reply to this considering she's figured out a lot. I need to think hard about what I read, to hit the nail right on the head.

"Hmm, you've got a good plan there. If you left here and went to the teachers there's nothing I can do. However, you're making the assertion that I'll get expelled. What if I told you that Miss Briggs allows me to do this, she lets me get away with it. Would you still carry out your plan?"

Her eyes keep glancing at the cock I keep stroking, I'm only pleasuring myself. It's not really done out of allure but she's drawn to it.

"Can you stop that! And no, there's no way you are getting special treatment over us."

"I literally have my own room hundreds of meters away from the rest of you, do you really think that I'm not someone in the good graces of Miss Briggs. What if I told you that if you went to Miss Briggs, she'd simply punish you for not cooperating."

"No fucking way, you're bluffing!"

"Maybe I am, but do you want to gamble on it? Don't you think that there's something weird about a new girl randomly entering the school year without anyone knowing who her father is or how much he's worth. You said you wanted to get your diary but I think the real reason you came is because you were curious. Maybe you hoped it was Maddie who took it or perhaps you hoped you'd possibly be able to pay your way out of this."

"No, give me my diary and I'll see you tomorrow at the office."

She tries to walk right by me, but I stop her then forcefully hold her in place.

"You're not going anywhere, until you become a compliant little lezzie bitch. How about you suck mommies big white cock, before we have some fun," I purr.

"Go to hell, let me go!"

I can tell she's getting rather exasperated, so I try to calm her down. I lean to her ear as she tries to break free of my hold. She's quite big so this takes all of my strength, as she aims to reach for her diary on the bed. I think about Olivia's diary which has several stories involving how she wants Maddie to take her. All of these stories are sensual and deeply erotic and I can tell they came from a place unfulfillment. She describes all the things she wants to do to Maddie and all the ways in which she wants to take care of her and please her.

In most of the stories, Olivia was submissive to Maddie so all I need to do is make her submissive to me.

"I read some juicy stories in there, there's one about me right? When you give me a tour of the school then I make you eat my hairy snatch. That story got me so wet you know, although I can assure you my cunt is well shaved and ready for you to devour."

"Shut up! Shut up!"

"Why does that turn you on?" I tease. "Does it excite you to know that I like hearing all the naughty things you want to do with me. I love the one where you and Maddie are in a glorious sixty nine. I can only imagine how good it must feel to cum in your best friend's face, all the while she cums on yours."

"Fucking hell, let me go and stop talking!" she yells.

This last outcry comes with her shoving me aside and running to her diary. She grabs and before she can turn around I push her down on the bed. Her weight which got her off me, is now my biggest advantage as I plant my body on top of her. She's way too big to simply get up from this position, and doesn't have the power to shift or move.

"Perfect," I say.

"No, let me go!" she screams.

"Let me see something," I say to her.

"What the fuck do you want to see?" she asks in an angry tone.

"I want to see how fucking wet you are, and now that you're in a good position, I'm gonna make sure I get a nice look at that wet pussy of yours. So get ready," I warned her.

"No, leave me alone. I just want to go back to my room. What the fuck is wrong with you!?" she shouts.

"There's nothing wrong with me, but there's something wrong with you!" I shout back. "I don't understand why you don't understand this. I'm offering you exactly what you want. The opportunity to get something that you've desperately needed for a long time. You clearly want someone to take care of you, and I can do that. Not only can I do that, I can even give you the person you desire the most, I can make her yours, I can give you Maddie."

"I can do that on my own. I don't need you."

"When were you planning on doing that, it's been fourteen years Olivia. When did you plan on being honest with her? This year? Next year? When you two are married and have families?"

"I don't know. It doesn't matter. It's none of your business, now get off me," she pleads.

"I'm not getting off you and I don't plan on getting off you anytime soon. Right now, I want to inspect you. Let me get this off."

"No!" she begs.

"Yes!" I demand.

Since I am on top of her, I cannot necessarily remove her pajamas without tearing them apart. I know that the material tends to be weak in the stitched ass area. I dig my fingernails into it and make a hole, then start ripping it apart. The sound of her pants tearing sends her wild with anger and frustration.

"What are you doing? Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it. I like these pajamas, they're my favourite."

She starts flailing around, but she's unable to move.

"I'll get you new ones. Just lie still."

Soon enough, I tear it wide enough that I can see her thick, fat, jiggly ass. Her tight white panties are showing, covering most of it.

"Oh my gosh, look at these," I say, referring to her panties. "That's so cute."

"Very funny," she says, not amused by the teasing.

"I'm just making fun of you."

Unlike her pajama pants, though, her panties are loose enough that I can slide them down. Still sitting on top of the bottom of her back. That's when I see her glorious ass exposed. The smell of her sex fills the room.

"Oh my gosh, you are so fucking wet," I say to her.

"No, I'm not," she denies.

"Yes, you are," I reply.

I then stick my long middle finger between her ass cheeks and slide it down to her pussy lips. They're thick and puffy, but surprisingly well-trimmed and shaved as well, with only a few recently grown patches of hair.

"This is nice, you shave. Good girl."

"No, I didn't shave for you."

"But you shave nonetheless. That deserves a special treatment. A special reward, which I'll give you soon enough."

"Yeah, whatever. Have you had your fun now? Can I go?"

"No, stand still. Stay still." She sighs, seeing that she's helpless to stop me.

I start rubbing her pussy lips, all the while sticking the tip of my finger inside her. I then pull out and look at the sticky, creamy cunt juices lathered all around my fingers. I put them back between her ass cheeks. She doesn't help me in this process, determined to keep hold of her diary so that I don't take it again. This allows me unfettered access to her ass. It's nice and round, the biggest of all the asses that I've ever played with. That's my favorite thing about her. She's such a big girl. It's not often that you get the opportunity to find a lesbian who is this thick due to how conscious teens are about weight. Yet she's nice and thick, with cute curves and adorable fat. It's such a wonderful thing.

I finger her some more, and once I get enough of her juices, I lean down. I make sure to change my position in such a way that I don't get off her, but enough that I can get my face in front of hers. She sees me, still quite frustrated with the circumstances.

"What are you doing now?"

I then show her her cunt juices, and right in front of her eyes, I lick them. She's in awe of this process. She's in awe of this. Watching my tongue lap all the cream that coated my fingers.

"You taste amazing," I say to her. She's in shock. She can't believe she just saw that. This kills her resistance from this moment on; she has very little more to say.

I then stick my fingers back inside her, and start finger-fucking her. She starts to groan, ever so slowly.

"Ahh... ahh fuck."

Her moaning and groaning increase in volume and intensity. Her legs, which were only in flops, are now exposed. They've fallen off as I have been fingering her, mostly from the flailing around in response to the pleasure I'm giving her. All the while, I'm rubbing her ass with my other hand, sometimes spanking it. It's so jiggly, so I can't help myself.

I spank it, smack

Again smack, and again smack, and again smack

Eventually, my fingering causes shockwaves to reverberate throughout her body. Her impending orgasm overcomes her normal composure, and she's unable to lay still. I double my efforts, finger-fucking her hard, and then add a third digit inside her tight, wet pussy. I also take my other finger and use it to fondle the rim of her tight asshole. Her ass keeps winking at me, so I decide that she's going to get it in the ass too. That's going to be her reward for having such a nice-shaved, creamy pussy.

For most of the time, she's just lying there, flailing while letting me finger-fuck her. I don't expect her to complain anymore, and she doesn't. She is about to cum at the hands of someone who, not long ago, she considered an enemy. The girl who is an antagonist to her and Maddie. Someone who is the last person she expects to make her feel this level of pleasure. As her moans get deeper and deeper, to the point where she even releases the precious diary that she came to get. To the point where she's pulling at my bedsheets.

I try to get as close as I can, listening to her moans turn into mewls and squeals. Just as I see the cream dripping out of her, reaching its peak, I then stop and shuffle my fingers out.

I taste her, then get off of her.

"Get out," I tell her.

She quickly turns around and whines before asking, "Why? I thought you were going to make me cum."

"No, you've gotten what you wanted, your precious dairy. Get the fuck out."

She's saddened by this, almost near tears. Almost in disbelief really, unable to understand what just happened.

"No, wait, can we talk about this," she says.

"Get out," I repeat again, "You specifically said that you don't want this. You said no many times, and you said I'm ruining your favourite pyjamas. So it's clear that you're not really into this. I've had my fun, so you can leave now."

She slowly grabs her diary and gets on her feet. As she does so, she looks at me with a pout. Her efforts to try and convince me to continue don't work, because she knows what I want. She slowly walks past me, still hoping I'll change my mind. Just as I think that maybe she's not going to submit, she stops right beside me.

"Gabi," she says, calling my name for the first time ever. "Please, can we continue," she says to me.

"On one condition," I tell her.

"Anything," she says.

"Anything?" I asked her again.

"Yes, anything. I'll do anything. Whatever you want me to do. I'll even do your homework, I'll give you money, please just play with me some more."

"Okay," I say, a grin spreading across my face. "I want you to submit. I want you to be my lezzie slut. My dirty, nasty, lezzie whore. I want you to do what I want, when I want, wherever I want. Is that understood?"

It took some time for this to register in her mind. She didn't understand why anyone, or at least in this case, how someone could agree to that. It's the pleasure that rings in her mind, it's that feeling, that fix that she just experienced that hits her brain again, she knew that she would definitely do whatever it took to get it back again.

"I'll do it," she finally says.

"No questions asked?" I ask.

"No questions asked," she relented.

"Okay. How about you get back on the bed? Put the diary on the table and let me finish you off."

She smiles at me, excited about what is to come. "Also, take your pajamas off," I instruct.

She quickly does as she is told, putting the diary on the table. She takes off her ripped pyjamas, then her pyjama top. She is not wearing a bra, so her breasts come out in full view.

"Come over here, crawl to me," I tell her.

She does that, getting on all fours and crawling over to me.

"Now, get on your knees and suck this big white cock," I instruct.

She immediately gets on her knees. "I want you to pinch and play with your pet tits as you suck this cock, okay baby?"

"Yes, mistress," she says. She is already calling me mistress, even before I asked her to.

"Good girl," I say.

She opens her mouth and eagerly takes the white plastic cock in her mouth. She isn't that competent at giving blowjobs. A girl her size probably didn't get much male attention, but I like girls like her. I feel eager to please. Eventually, she gets into a good rhythm, with my guidance using just my hands, and a little bit of instruction on how she should do it.

She starts slurping hard on it, slobbering all over it, and making a big wet mess all over her tits, which she was holding up, groping, pressing. She was also pinching her nipples, which were hard as rocks the moment I saw them. In fact, she was hard as rocks the moment she entered the room. She clearly has been horny for quite a while.

"No wonder she was so wet when I took off her panties. You're such a fucking slut, aren't you?" I ask.

She nods, still letting the cock ease in and out of her mouth.

"You like how I fuck you with my strap-on? Like how I fuck your mouth?" I ask.

She nods again, clearly enjoying the sensation.

"And you want more, don't you? You want more? You want to be fucked hard?" I ask.

She nods once more, waiting, anticipating more pleasure.

"Get up!" I order.

She stands up and I immediately cup her breasts and suck her nipples. I ravish them, attacking, mauling and kneeding them. I'm rough with my actions, causing her to coo. She holds my head, pushing me in for more. She even starts rubbing her own clit as I suck her hard nipples. It's hot watching her act horny, like a thick slut in heat.

"Oh, what a slut you are."

"Oh, you suck my nipples so good mistress," she exclaims.

"Good girl. How about you get on the bed, bend over, and show me that big fat ass of yours?" I instruct.

She immediately turns around. "Spread your ass cheeks," I commanded.

She does so, and once again I see both her holes, her asshole winking at me, and her pussy lips, spread wide open and showing me the pretty pink inside.

"Oh fuck, you're so sexy. You know that? You deserve this, you deserve to be fucked every day. You deserve pleasure, do you know that?" I ask.

"Thank you, mistress, thank you for giving me pleasure," she replied, already thanking me for something I'd yet to do. "Such an obedient little whore you are," I said to her.

"Yes, I am. I'm such an obedient little whore," she agrees.

"Are you ready to take my dick inside you?" I ask.

"Yes, mistress, please fuck me," she begs.

I take the toy and shove it inside her tight pussy. It's not just as tight as all the other girls; it's incredibly snug, resistant at first. But once I get the whole thing in, I start easing in slowly, moving in and out of her. With more time, more of her juices flow out of her tight cunt. They coat the dildo nicely, and the friction turns me on too, vibrating the dildo inside my pussy.

Finally, I've let the cock sink inside someone who was on the list, and in doing so, given myself the opportunity to cum. At this point, I have no inhibitions and I start going faster.

"It's time for you to get fucked, you dirty slut," I say to her as I ramp up the pace.

"Yes, mistress, please don't stop. You like getting fucked?" I ask.

"Yes, I like getting fucked," she admits.

"Keep that fucking ass open and take it," I command.

I am using the biggest and fanciest strap-on I own. This is appropriate because of how big her ass is. It needs to be a bit longer to make up for her ass cheeks that are in the way. Either way, it's hitting her spot, hitting the back of her tight, wet pussy, and it is so wet, so tight. The resistance I get initially, tells me I've broken her cherry. Yet not one bit of pain, or suggestion that she's uncomfortable.

"Are you a virgin?" I ask.

"No anymore!"

"Aww, cute. You took my cock like a champ, didn't you? You thick ass slut. I love fat bitches like you that like to get fucked, always pretending to be so innocent. You're just as nasty as the rest of us, aren't you. Wishing you'd get a little bit of attention, a little bit of love, a nice hard cock. Am I right?"

"Yes Mistress!"

"Are you a dirty slut?" I ask.

"Yes, I'm a dirty slut," she replies.

"Yeah, I can't believe an intelligent girl like you likes to get fucked like a whore like this," I tease.

"Yes, I do. I like getting fucked, mistress. I'm such a dirty fucking slut. I like getting fucked. I like getting fucked so much," she admits, having finally given in.

"And who's your mistress?" I ask.

"You're my mistress," she responds.

"Who's your mistress?" I repeat.

"Mistress Gabi," she says.

"Say it again. Mistress Gabi," I order.

"Mistress Gabi. You're my mistress," she obeys.

"Keep fucking me, please, please. Keep fucking me, please, please," she begs.

"You wanna cum?" I ask.

"Yes, mistress," she replies.

"I said," Do you want to cum whore!?" I shout.

"Yes, oh my god yes mistress, I want to cum so badly. I want to cum for you, please make me cum," she begs.

"Not yet," I say, going even faster.

"Please, mistress, please, may I cum?" she begs some more.

"No," I say, going even faster.

"Please, mistress, may I cum?" she asks again.

"Yes, you can cum," I finally allowed it. I hit my full speed, and just then she cums hard.

A single squirt of her wet cum comes out of her tight pussy. It makes a mess all over the floor. It makes a mess all from the tip, all the way down the shaft of my plastic cock.

"Oh, you dirty whore," I say, admiring the mess she's made.

I get on my knees and lap it up, devouring her sweet juices as she shivers in after orgasmic bliss. It tastes even better from the source, her cum goes straight into my mouth, and I have a lovely cunt buffet. Her ass jiggles, almost like she's twerking as I eat her out. I dig my fingernails into her while getting a good taste. I keep this up for several minutes, as she keeps shaking in recovery. After some delicious licks, I pull out and get up.

I retrieve my paddle and get ready to spank her ass with it.

"Time for you to get your spanking," I announce.

"What? Why?" she asks, not understanding why she is suddenly getting punished.

"Simple, because you resisted. No one resists Mistress Gabi. I'm gonna have to give you a nice hard spanking. Do you understand?"

She slowly nods her head, unwilling to show enthusiasm over receiving a punishment.

"Good girl," I say.

I get behind her and start giving her a good spanking.

I start slow, smack, smack, smack.

Soon I ramp it up, putting just enough force to get her ass to welt. SMACK, SMACK, SMACK.

Her soft groans into loud yelps of pain, then shouts of agony. Her big bouncy ass jiggles like a water balloon with each hit and her bright creamy white skin turns a dark shade of pink.

"Are you ever going to say no to your mistress?" SMACK

"No ma'am!" She yells.

"Ever!" SMACK

"Never!" SMACK

"Never Ever!" SMACK

"Oh ma'am, Never ever please. I'll never ever deny you my mistress!" SMACK.

I smile, then put the paddle to the side. I reach back to my dresser of toys and pull some lube out. I coat my cock in it, then reach behind her and smear it all over her big fat ass. It glistens in the light and I play with it some more.

"Fuck I'm going to fuck you so hard that you won't be able to sit down for at least a week."

"Oh my," she gasps.

One of the reasons why I am going to give her a good spanking is that I want to make sure that she is ready and prepared for the next process, getting a fucking big dildo inside her tight asshole.

"You do know that I'm going to fuck you in the ass, right?" I inform her.

"What? I've never had anything up the ass before," she exclaims.

"Well that doesn't matter, you're now my fucktoy and taking it up that tight shitbox is part of the deal."

"Please mistress, I never had a strap-on inside my asshole," she complains.

"Or you're gonna have one today," I tell Olivia.

"Open up your fucking fat ass cheeks and take it up your ass," I command.

She slowly reaches back and opens up. Her asshole winks at me, it looks super tight. I coat my finger in lube, then stick it inside. I do this again several more times, as her ass opens up with each incursion inside. It's waiting for my cock, I can tell.

"Oh fuck, you're ass looks amazing. It definitely needs a nice hard fucking doesn't it?"

She remains silent, afraid to concur with me.

"Doesn't it!?" I say to her more sternly.

"Oh yes, yes ma'am. It does," she agrees.

"You're nothing but a dirty fucking whore!" I tell her.

SMACK

I spank her fat ass cheeks and proceed shoving the strap-on cock inside her tight asshole. She grits her teeth, and while every part of her face looks like she's not enjoying the experience, she keeps her ass cheeks open, allowing me to go further. Her asshole is nice and tight, just as I expect, but beneath it, her pussy is glistening wet. Leaking as I push my cock in and out of her.

"Say you like being fucked in the ass," I demand.

"No!" she yells.

I spank her with my paddle.

"So you fucking love being fucked in the ass!"

"No! Please don't make me say it."

SMACK, I spank her hard, SMACK again, and SMACKagain, and SMACK again.

"All right, all right! I like being fucked in the ass. Please stop!" she cries out.

Her pleas don't mean anything to me, the pleasant smell of her sex fills the room. Her pussy intoxicates me, getting me high on lust. She's just as wet as when we started. Maybe even more so, and that only encourages me to go faster. I lean over, pile driving into her.

"Oh fuck yeah, you dirty whore. You dirty, nasty slut," I say, reaching forward and pulling her by her hair. I pull her head towards me, then turn it so that she can kiss me.

"Open your mouth, you dirty bitch," I command.

She does so, and I stick my tongue inside it. We swirl tongues as I start pumping her ass. She groans but keeps her mouth open. Her cum-tasting breath hits me, as does the taste of her wet mouth. It tastes a lot like her pussy, which only makes me want to taste her tongue more. We kiss like this for quite a while, and her body just takes my big strapon. Her asshole swallows my cock like the hungry whore hole that it is.

She doesn't dare disobey me or stop me from fucking her. She lets me go all out, and soon enough, I'm going at full pace. Unlike the other girls, I don't have to slow down with her. She's already accommodating the length of the strap-on nicely. I'm amazed at how much of a whore she is, taking the largest strap-on I own like it's nothing.

"Fuck," I moan.

The part of the strap-on that's inside me is driving me insane. I think of how far gone I've come to get here, how much I've done to get this bitch bent over, moaning my name, changing her tune, making her want more.

"Please, Mistress Gabi, please don't stop. Please fuck me harder. Fuck my asshole. Fuck this whore. Ohh fuck," she begs.

She cums and in the same vein, and so did I.

I fall over, my hips move instinctively to keep the orgasm running but my mind melts. I lose myself into this breathtaking feeling. In what is the longest time I've had to wait for an orgasm since coming to the school. We both lie there, shaking and breathless. Panting like we just ran the marathon. Unwilling to let this moment pass, I remove the harness of the strapon.

I free myself from it, without pulling it out.

"Don't you dare remove it," I order, stopping her from pulling it out. "I don't remember giving you permission to do that."

"Sorry mistress!"

I roll my eyes as she still needs lots of practice. I ignore the infraction, laying on my bed I present my pussy to her. I spread my lips, showing her wet pink hole in need of service.

"This will be your new favourite snack, mistress's wet pussy. You'll be eating it a lot from now on, now get in there and eat it!"

To be continued