Lyle was the hottest boy in school, and Brooke would have done anything to be his girlfriend – anything at all. She fantasised about him every night, and her grades at school were declining because of how much time she spent gazing at him dreamily from her seat at the back of class.
What she hadn’t understood was how cruel Lyle truly was – but it didn’t matter to her when she found out.
She made the mistake of confessing to Melissa how much she wanted to be with Lyle – and then Melissa told Lyle.
And that very day, Lyle confronted her.
It happened in the girls’ toilets. Brooke had stayed back after school for flute practice, and she had gone to use the bathroom after that. She had barely sat on the toilet when she heard a group of people enter the toilets – and then the door to her stall was violently kicked in. Standing watching her was Lyle and two of his male friends. One of them had a phone out and was filming.
“Hey bitch,” he said. “I heard you like me.”
She was stunned – her panties down, her skirt up, her legs spread to expose her cunt.
But this was her one chance with Lyle.
“Yes,” she said. “I… I think you’re really hot.”
“Let’s see if you know your place enough to be with me,” said Lyle. “Do you know your place, bitch?”
“Yes,” said Brooke, aware it was the only right answer.
And in response, Lyle took out his cock and began to piss on her.
She sat there and let it happen as he drenched her with piss, and his friends laughed at her and filmed it. She burned with shame and humiliation. She knew that this was being recorded, and that no one who saw that recording would ever look at her with respect or value her opinions. But at the same time the fact that Lyle was paying attention to her – if only to piss on her – was making her aroused.
And when he was done pissing, he stepped forward and pressed his cock against her mouth, and Brooke obediently opened her mouth and sucked.
He fucked her face casually, as if she were an object, a mere masturbatory tool, and soon he was cumming. Brooke did her best to swallow it all.
He laughed as he orgasmed.
“Okay, bitch,” he said. “Meet me in the park near the school before school starts tomorrow. 8 am. No panties. If you don’t turn up, we’ll share this video with the whole school.”
She knew she would be there. Even if he hadn’t threatened her with blackmail.
The next day at the park, Lyle showed her what he had in mind for her. It was a chastity belt.
“See, there’s a metal grill over your pussy,” he said. “You can piss through it, but you can’t touch your cunt or masturbate. There’s a hole for your anus, so you can shit. I suppose if you can make yourself cum from fucking your ass, then I can’t stop you. And there’s a little clip inside that lightly squeezes your clitoris. Sometimes it will vibrate, just to keep you thinking with your cunt.”
He put it on her, and she squeaked as the clip squeezed her clit.
She felt it click shut around her waist, and he held up a key.
“Only I can let you out of it,” he said. “You come see me in Classroom 5-B every Tuesday after school finishes. I’ve got a key to that, too, and Mr Samson who teaches there leaves at 2 pm every day so we won’t be bothered. And I’ll fuck you. Okay?”
It was very okay with her. She just wished he’d fuck her immediately.
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He was right that the clit clamp would vibrate occasionally. It seemed to do it for five minutes in every hour. At first her body recovered quickly, but as time went on and she was unable to touch her own cunt, or masturbate, or orgasm, it began to build up. By the time she went to bed she was in a sweaty, lustful haze. She dreamt slutty, sexual dreams all night, and woke up horny.
She barely remembered anything that happened to her in class, lost in a haze of sexual fantasy.
But when it was finally time to meet Lyle – where she had been expecting him to fuck her to orgasm – she discovered he had more games to play.
He was alone, but he’d still set up a phone to film their interaction.
“Here’s how it works,” he said. “From now on, you use no birth control. I’ll do blood tests occasionally to check. I won’t use condoms. It’s your job to make sure I don’t cum in you. You have to get off my dick before I cum, and suck me off to finish. It’s entirely your responsibility.”
She could barely understand what he was saying, because she was so horny.
“Second rule,” he said. “No cumming. If you cum before I do, I’ll finish inside your cunt. So if you get knocked up, it’ll be your fault for being a slut.”
She moaned her agreement, desperate to be fucked.
“Third and final rule,” he said, “There’s a price for each time I fuck you. I’ll have something for you to agree to. You’ll be agreeing to it on camera. If you don’t agree to it, I won’t fuck your cunt, just your mouth. If you subsequently don’t honour your agreements, I’ll share all my film of you with the world.”
“Yes,” she said. “Anything. Just please fuck me.”
“Your first agreement is that if you get pregnant, you carry the baby to term,” he said. “Agreed?”
“Yes,” she gasped. “Anything.”
“Full sentences, bitch,” he urged.
“If I get pregnant, I promise to keep the baby,” she moaned.
“Good girl,” he said.
And then he fucked her.
His cock felt so good inside her. It was so difficult to remember not to cum. She had to try and deliberately think unsexy thoughts – like how terrible it would be if she got pregnant. And then, when she felt him speeding up his thrusts, and realised what that meant, she had to desperately scramble to climb off his cock and put her mouth in position to receive his cum.
She hated it. Being fucked felt so good – but she hadn’t been able to cum, and then the hated chastity belt went back on her, and she knew she would go without orgasm for another week.
The next week, he had another agreement for her.
“If I get pregnant, I promise to say I don’t know who the father is because I fucked so many men,” she gasped, and then moaned in delight as his cock sank into her pussy.
She wanted to cum so badly. She once again pictured being impregnated – but now it started to seem sexy and arousing, and it was hard not to cum.
She was still focusing on not cumming when she felt a wetness inside her, and realised she’d missed the signs that Lyle was about to cum. He’d ejaculated inside her.
She took a pregnancy test a few days later, but she wasn’t pregnant.
On the third Tuesday he had another agreement.
“If I get pregnant I promise not to wear clothes until I deliver the baby,” she moaned.
The thought of that – going naked for nine months, having to explain her nudity to friends and doctors – was too much, and she orgasmed almost immediately on Lyle’s dick. Once he sensed her cumming, he held her down and forced her, preventing her from escaping his cock, and the feeling of being restrained made her cum again, and then a third time when he ejaculated inside her.
More promises followed.
“If I get pregnant, I promise to be Lyle’s personal toilet and swallow all of his piss and cum.”
“If I get pregnant, I promise to work full-time as a whore and give all the money I make to Lyle.”
“If I get pregnant, I promise to rape one of my female friends and blackmail her into becoming Lyle’s personal fucktoy.”
And there were no more promises, because after the sixth week the pregnancy test came back positive.
She thought about running, fleeing somewhere. People would see her slutty videos, but they would never find her. She could dye her hair and start a new life somewhere else. And it would be her choice whether she kept the baby or not.
But she would be fleeing wearing the chastity belt. She wouldn’t be able to cum. And even if she had it cut off her, she would still never feel Lyle’s cock inside her again.
She needed Lyle’s cock more than she needed freedom, or dignity, or rights.
And so she pulled off her clothes, knowing she wouldn’t wear them again until the baby was delivered, and called Lyle to let him know that he could start using her as his toilet, and she began thinking about which of her female friends she would rape and blackmail…
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