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Marie Ninette, maybe the nerdiest girl at school and a late bloomer, long had been the ugly duckling from being in that awkward pubescent phase with a lot of acne and unusual body changes, but none of the actual womanly physique to show for it.

Over the Summer though Marie had had quite the glow up, acne cleared up in a clear, soft and pale face. She'd grown quite a womanly physique with some large breasts and thick thighs, she had even dyed her hair blue. No one would have guessed that last year she looked like that fucked up duck girl in Chicken Little, now she looked like a baddie.

So I invited her over to study biology. No big deal, she'd just come over, we'd do some homework chat a little. The only problem was I wasn't the first guy to notice her glow up and apparently she was a prude, the list of guys who struck out trying to fuck her had become comically long, but momma didn't raise no bitch, I wasn't just gonna succeed, I was gonna claim her as my own for good.

******

9:45 on the dot Marie arrives, wearing a Star Wars T-shirt that hugs her just right, take my full willpower nit to stare at those fucking milk cannons. Don't want her writing me off as a perv and leaving too soon. Shes also wearing some jeans and Vans, not that those matter but I'm painting a picture for you.

I greet her, she comes in and within 5 minutes we're on my couch jotting down notes and discussing cells.

"Damn Marie, could you imagine reproducing asexually. Doesn't that sound awful."

She shrugs, "I mean, sex is probably overrated. I think I'd prefer to not get pregnant and all that to have a kid."

The fuck, is this bitch a pride because she's asexual? Doesn't fucking matter. We're going ahead with the plan.

"You wanna drink or something, I've got some 2 liters of Mtn Dew."

She looks at me and smiles, "ahh how sweet, yeah I think I'll take a glass."

Perfect that she brought up a glass herself, she'll be less suspicious. I get up and head to the kitchen, getting out a blue glass for me and and a red glass for her before pouring the mtn dew and popping the pill in the red glass, waiting for it to dissolve and it's bubbling to blend in with the carbonation before returning and handing her the red glass.

She's a prude, but she hasn't exactly been desirable long enough to figure out how these games are played, far too innocent, far too trusting, she immediately takes several large loud gulps, before blushing. "Excuse me, I was thirstier than I thought."

I resist the urge to tell her to drink more and sit next to her. "Well I think we can finish up with biology and move on to anatomy."

She giggles innocently. "Oh I don't take anatomy."

"Ahh so you're not going to help me with the homework?"

"I mean I guess I can but I'm not sure I'd be helpful."

I reach out and caress her thigh. "That's fine, you just need to take your pants off."

She pulls away instinctively. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Take your pants off, let me examine you."

She starts getting up. "I'm sorry I need to get going... My mom will be wondering where I'm at."

"Don't lie to me, your mom is out of town."

"How did you kno– I mean, you don't know what you're talking about."

The drug starts to but her I can see her starting to slump, just a little bit longer.

"I did my homework before bringing you here, had to make sure you'd be worth my time."

She starts stumbling for the door. "You're just a nother fuckin pervert aren't you."

I grab her and throw her back on the couch. "Oh you figured it out."

She starts trying get up again but she's losing motor function. "Did you roofie me?"

"No." I smile. "I don't want you asleep for this, I want you to feel everything. But yes, you're drugged."

I sit next to her and my hands rise to start manhandling those fat natural tits, they feel divine and like they're soon to mine. Her eyes went wide and her mouth twitched but she had lost control now.

"I technically used two pills, one will cause something of a paralysis state, and the other heightens your nervous system so that you'll feel everything." I start kissing her agape mouth feeling her breath rustling uncontrollably, perhaps from fear, perhaps from arousal, it doesn't matter. I pull back from the kiss. "You're going to feel exactly what it means to be mine."

*******

Takes awhile with her dead weight body but she's splayed out and naked on my couch. God she's so fucking hot, I pull out my phone and get some pics before setting it to record and putting it down where the camera will catch everything, I mount her reverently, it's her first time after all, it should be special.

And of course her little cunt is fucking wet for me, it already knows who it's master is. There's terror in her eyes, her breathing is akin to hyperventilation but her body is still paralyzed. 

The penetrating thrust feels divine. Tight and wet, accommodating me perfect like a custom made Fleshlight, more evidence that this was my girl, she just didn't notice it yet. The reverence is gone as I start fucking her, every thrust making her cunt squelch, she even moans and whimpers despite the paralysis, and it is the most beautiful sound I've ever heard.

If rape is wrong then why does everything about this feel so right. As if her pussy is vacuum sucking the cum straight out of my balls, I'm cumming way too prematurely, a horrible performance for my beloved Marie. 

I pull out and position my mouth on that thick fucking tit and suckle on it, my tongue circling the nipple and tasting her milky skin. I reach down to finger her, to get my new babygirl off, like I said, it's her first, it ought to be special, it's not every day you get drugged and raped by your future boyfriend.

I never thought I was good with my hands but apparently my new babygirl did because in about 23 seconds her cunt turned into Niagara Falls, utterly soaking my couch. Her eyes glazed over with contentment, before the panic entered, as she realized she was enjoying what I was giving her.

Of course you enjoy it you head empty slut, you're my girlfriend now.

*******

As soon as I finished I saved the video for posterity. It wouldn't be gentlemanly to leave my new girlfriend to sleep on the couch and so gingerly I carried her back to my room and on to my bed, she was still so fucking hot, I couldn't believe I'd managed to bag this baddie, to be her first. There's something special about being a girl's first rapist, and her first lover.

I laid her down and put her Star Wars shirt back on her, to give her some rest and let her sleep, but my cock said otherwise, perhaps to make up for his shitty performance earlier. And so I flipped her on to her stomach and pinned her down as I raped her again, again her pussy responded excitedly, wet, loud and perfectly accommodating me, it was a better position for Marie too, you could hear her moans through her paralysis, getting stronger as the drugs slowly started to fade. This time I managed to last, tried to think of the other more ordinary girls at school instead of Marie and it worked, I dragged out the session so long that Marie's body tensed up, the drugs were gone now, she started crying, loudly crying, begging me to stop. It hurts to see my babygirl so distraught but the dumb bitch needs to shut up and realize I'm raping her for us.

Finally though my load entered her, she physically jerked against me trying to escape but I held her in place.

"I love you Marie."

"What the fuck?" She whispered.

"I love you babygirl." I allowed myself to slouch down on top of her, my weight held her in place, though she stopped resisting by now, still crying, but not resisting. We would have sex a third time that night, not rape, but the consent would be dubious still, she clearly didn't want it, but she allowed it to happen, and that kind of compromise is what a healthy relationship is all about.

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I didn't sleep much last night. Between fucking Marie 3 times it was difficult to get some rest, I don't think she slept much either but at about 6am I finally released her from my grip. It took about 15 minutes before she realized I was actually letting her go, but once she figured it out she was gone pretty quick.

******* 

I pulled up to school after second period, I usually skipped my first periods, not like a Home Economics class was gonna do me any good. This meant that while parking was a bit harder to nab, but I had a spot in a back corner to myself pretty reliably.

I get out of the car and see a group of nerds convened playing Magic the Gathering. I walk right up and I can practically see the socially stunted dweebs shit themselves.

“Where's Marie?”

A dork with a button up shirt and bowtie that looks like he walked out of a 90s sitcom tries playing tough with me. “Who's asking?”

Me. Obviously. I backhand him like a bitch so that he might remember how to talk to his superiors better in the future. The violence is enough to get his dumbass friend Amanda talking, she's always struggled with a pear shape, big thighs and a thick juicy ass, for some reason the nerdy bitch hates her figure, but honestly I've considered fucking her before plenty of times but I could never get past the braces, plus her dad is like a prosecutor or something. Anyways Amanda starts talking quickly. “She's in the library, she said she didn't sleep well last night.”

“Good girl, Amanda.” I start walking away as Amanda looks confused but the nerds return hesitantly to their game.

True enough I find Marie in the library, there's not an actual uniform at this school, but she dresses like a school girl stereotype a lot anyways, a white blouse that is visibly stretched out around the chest from trying to contain her tits, a skirt that's a little long for my taste and stockings that oh so perfectly decorate and squeeze her plump thick thighs. I'm most of the way to her table when she finally notices me and goes pale as a ghost trying to put her things in her bag and slide her chair out.

She's surprisingly quick,but not quick enough, I slide a textbook out from her pile before she can slide it into her bag and pull it close.

“Where the fuck do you think you're going?”

“To class.” Her eyes fell, avoiding me.

“You haven't hugged your boyfriend yet.”

Shock across her face before she forced herself to meet my gaze and spread her arms for a hug. I hug her, my hands dropping to her ass. She shifts uncomfortably but doesn't resist yet.

“Do you want another pill or will you behave?”

“No, please no pill.” She tries pulling away.

“That's not behaving.”

She stops resisting, visibly cringes at herself as she tries asking with a shaky voice. “Where do you want to go boyfriend?”

“We'll be quick, so that you don't miss too much class” I scan around until my eyes and settle on just going in-between the aisles of the library. “There, that spot.”

Marie turns to walk ahead of me, fine by me, I like watching her ass and thighs as she walks, until she hits the desired spot and lifts her skirt, avoiding looking at me again. “Just please be quick, boyfriend, I'll try to enjoy it.”

“On your knees babygirl.”

She looks confused but drops to her knees as I unbuckle my pants and pull my cock out, I see that way she looks at it for a moment before looking away again. Seems like she likes my cock way more than she'll be honest about.

I step into position and she looks at it cockeyed. “What is this? I thought we were having sex.”

“Never heard of a blowjob?”

She looks up at me and rolls her eyes. “I don't watch porn, boyfriend, I don't know what that is.”

Ahh so I can do two things at once here. I pullout my phone and start swiping through sites until I find my favorite video of an older woman deep throating a construction worker and set it down for Marie to see the screen. Her face puckers up. “What? I'm not fucking doing that.”

“Yes, you are.”

“No.”

Wrong answer you dumbass bitch. I reach down and push her head into the shelf to pin her in place, she locks her jaw up, to resist, but I've seen enough CNC porn to know how to solve that problem, with my free hand I just pinch her nose and wait until her mouth is forced open to breath.

Marie is a fighter, trying to push her head forward, trying to push herself off her knees and even trying to hold her breath as long as she can, but she forgot she's my girl and she will cave to my dominance. 

After what feels like an hour but was probably less than a minute her mouth finally opens to take in a deep breath and I thrust forward into her mouth, releasing her nose so that she can breath. Just like her cunt her mouth is warm, tight and wet, just perfect for me and before I know it she's making "ahh", "gulk", "umhf" and "aagh” noises as I continue fucking her throat, seeing just how deep I can go.

Another student investigates the noise, I hear them at the end of the alley, they don't intervene instead they pull out their phone and start recording, the sounds slowly attract some other students until we have an audience of a dozen or so students either looking through the shelves or standing at the end of the aisle. 

By now Marie’s excess spit and saliva has spilled down into a puddle on her blouse giving the wet shirt effect and letting me see her beautiful fat titties, if I wasn't holding her in place I'd take one in my grip and give it the squeeze it deserves.

I push one last thrust in, seeing how deep I can go, hearing that hard and loud gag and my cock pulses in her throat, coating the inside with a thick rope of cum. 

I step backwards and put my cock away zipping up my pants while Marie slumps backwards against the shelf, looking like she just survived getting hit by a train, her eyes unfocused, her legs dripping with her cunt’s nectar, because as I already know, her body responds to me, it knows it fucking owner.

Trouble emerges. Marie's usual bully, a guy named Trent appears at the end of the alley, he's already unzipping his pants. Motherfucker thinks he can just walk up and take my girl.

“Turn around Trent, go away.”

“Or what?”

“I'll make you go away.”

Trent laughs dismissively as he starts approaching my Marie, I can see her start shifting into a fetal position against the shelf, she doesn't want to fuck Trent (the irony that she didn't want to fuck me either is irrelevant, she is mine, not Trent’s). Trent is too busy ogling her and playing with his cock as he approaches her to notice me, but I am 100% not being publicly cucked by him or letting him harm my girlfriend. Just as he begins passing me I pull the heaviest book I can find off the shelf, an encyclopedia or some shit, and slam it into his head, practically knocking him over and causing blood to start streaming down the back of his neck.

He tries turning and throws a wild punch that's just short an inch, but he's stumbling backwards and I step forward and hit him with the book again, in the front of his head this time, seconds before Marie's leg shoots out and opportunistically kicks his collapsing body. He tries pathetically crawling away, which I assume means he understands my territorial claim, I pick up Marie, she's unsteady on her feet but refuses to lean on me for support.

“Thanks…. boyfriend.”

I don't say your welcome. Instead I look at how her wet blouse reveals such a good look at her tits, good for me, but also bad since everyone can get that view, I pull off my jacket and hand it to her. “Cover up.”

She pulls the jacket on. “Don't think this… you still raped me and I hate you.”

“You'll learn to love me, your body already does.”

She turns red, maybe anger, maybe embarrassment, makes no difference to me either way. She looks down at the sign of her own arousal between her thighs and then back up at me. “That doesn't change anything.”

She's right of course, but only because there's nothing to change. She's my girl and I think she understands that now, her emotions on the topic don't matter. I walk her to class stopping at the door. 

"My number is 1-395-xxx-xxx9."

"Why do I need your number?"

"So that you can call me if any other men try touching you." I lean forward making sure she adds the number to her contact as instructed before she slips her phone into her pocket.

"Thanks boyfriend, now fuck off."

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The final period of the day is a math class Marie and I share, despite my lack of academic rigor and the fact I hate math I somehow test well enough in calculus to be in the same class as Marie. Truthfully I hadn't planned this when I made my schedule last year. After all that was when Marie was still an ugly duckling, before her skin cleared up, her tits grew out and she dyed her hair.

She usually sat all the way up front. I usually sit all the way in the back. Today is not different when I walk in, she's up front, with her homework and notes already neatly organized. She is still wearing my jacket though. Other students are chatting as I enter, the rumor mill running wild, first rumors that I had publicly throat fucked Marie in the library, that she and I had both beat the shit out of Trent together and now she's wearing my jacket. Doesn't take an expert to know what rumor is spreading.

Marie tries to ignore me as I enter, maybe her way of avoiding me or maybe as her only way of countering the rumors, but I'm not having it, I step right up to her desk. “You're sitting with me in the back today.”

She goes pale, but she tries being brave. “No, I sit where I always sit.”

“No, you're sitting with me in the back.”

“No. I'm not, fuck you perver–” 

I grab her by the hair and pull her out of her seat. “Be a good girlfriend and sit with your man.”

“Ow fuck, ok, let me grab my stuff.”

I let her go to collect her notes and homework, I know her GPA is important to her and I wouldn't want to ruin it. She collects her stuff quickly and sits at an empty desk in the back by where I usually sit. The chattering is insane, some think what I just did was a Chad alpha dominant move others saying it's abusive, some still in denial that Marie is my girlfriend. People love to chatter.

Marie meticulously organizes her homework and notes again, I pick up her homework and put it on my desk as I start copying it. She turns red with irritation but she's learning not to defy me. “You know boyfriend, if you're not smart enough for this class you can still drop it.”

I ignore her and hand her paperwork just as the teacher, Mrs. Nibbert enters. Mrs. Nibbert has been going through a divorce lately and it's quite obvious, she always comes in dolled up and wearing the least modest clothes she can get away with while technically looking professional. She's hot, not as hot as my love Marie, but still hot enough that my ritual is to unzip my pants and begin jerking myself off as she speaks. My cock is already ready, it knows the routine and I’ve figured out how to move quickly to get myself off rapidly.

I'm so very close, my whole cock tingling from my own ticklish touches when suddenly Marie notices.

“Really boyfriend? The teacher?”

She looks disgusted and yet I see her eyes glued to my member, the smallest involuntary licking of her lips, the evidence not just that the dumb bitch is finally accepting the truth that she's my woman to own, but that she's jealous.

“Yes, the teacher, she will service me well.”

I finish under the rest, taking the cum and reaching over and rubbing it off on Marie's leg. “Use it.”

Marie makes a stank face but slides her hand to where my cum rests on her legs and scrapes it up with her nails and slides her panties aside rubbing the substance into her slit like lotion.

I look forward again, thinking of how Mrs. Nibbert will service me.

*******

8pm I pull up to the Nibberts’ home and hear yelling inside. Definitely divorcing. I put a ski mask on and slip inside, front door is locked but a window is left open. I see a glass of wine and slip a pill in just as I here footsteps coming down the stairs and dodge behind the couch, a man comes down, about the same age as Mrs. Nibbert but he's aged worse, balding and has a beer gut.

He doesn't see me but he keeps yelling about how he's noticed Mrs. Nibbert has been dressing to school. Calls her a pedophile for dressing like that to appeal to teenagers, she calls back that most of her students are 18. He picks up the glass, rolling his eyes and downing it before yelling back at her. They keep arguing, he's clearly insecure about her being taken by a strapping young buck, which he should be.

As they argue I can see the drugs hitting before he collapses into the couch, she runs down the stairs screaming. The paralysis pill again, he's awake and conscious, just can't stop what comes next.

Mrs. Nibbert is too distracted trying to figure out what's wrong with him to notice me until it's too late, until my knife is already against her throat.

“Strip bitch.”

“You can't do this, I'm your teacher.”

How the fuck does she know she's my teacher, I'm wearing a ski mask? I push the knife in drawing a thin line of blood and she cooperates immediately. She starts removing her clothes and I look at her husband to make sure he's watching, he's paralyzed from the pill but his eyes are on her.

She finishes sliding her pants down revealing a plump juicy ass and I spank her hard enough to leave a handprint causing her to yelp. I spank again before reaching into my pocket and pulling out the second pill to stimulate her nervous system and make sure she feels everything. She tries to bite me when my hand gets near her mouth, I slap her and pop it in while she gasps in pain making her choke.

“Really bitch, you can't handle a little pill?”

I pull her head back and spit into her open mouth, which seems to be enough to help the thing slide down, then I throw her against the couch and start undoing my belt as I consider how to take her. Bent over the couch so I can see that luscious juicy ass seems the best option, lets me pull her hair pretty easily too.

She bucks against me as I reach out and start dragging into position, but the knife in my hand stops her from seriously resisting. I push her over and thrust in, she screeches in pain and I feel my cock tear into an unlubricated anus. I had meant to breed her, but the tight anus practically pulls me in like a black hole. We're doing painal now, which actually is better, after she tried flunking me last year she's not worth breeding.

I smack her ass again and thrust in as hard as I can, trying to really put the pain in painal. Her paralyzed husband watches blankly from the couch. I pull her hair, I shove her face into the cushions and hear her struggle to breath and watch as a dark purple bruise starts forming around her anus as she's forced to accommodate me. I'm getting so close to cumming when suddenly I hear her front door and feel panic shoot through me. She has no kids, who the fuck is that?

I pull out, which is difficult, the suction of her tight anus genuinely feels like a suction cup preventing me from pulling out and I have shove her harder into the couch to actually pull out, she remains bent over the couch whimpering and crying, I think I broke her. I leave her as I investigate the disturbance with my knife fearing the worst, cops or someone else she somehow managed to contact to save her.

Instead I see Marie red with anger. “Really boyfriend? I'm not enough for you now? You came for the teacher?”

“Yeah, I rape who I fucking want to. Why the fuck are you here?”

She scowls. “None of your fucking business.”

I start turning away. “I need to finish, I'll handle you later.”

Rape I definitely mean I'll rape Marie later for interrupting. That's when I feel her hand on my shoulder.

“Boyfriend. You can't claim me and then cheat on me.”

“Oh now you're worried about loyalty? I thought you hated me?”

She folds her arms irritably. “If you're gonna assault anyone that tries touching me and make yourself my only option you can at least have the dignity to make me feel important.”

“What? You jealous someone else is taking this cock now?” 

“Yes you're alpha cock is the only silver lining in being forced to be with you.” She looks down at her skirt. “Fuck boyfriend, now I'm fucking wet again.”

“The fuck you want me to do about it, I haven't finished with Mrs. Nibbert yet.”

“If you're not man enough to fuck me–”

“I am man enough to fuck you, I'm busy though.”

Marie shuffles and then cocks her head and leans over to see Mrs. Nibbert still broken over the couch. “If we're dating then we do it together.”

“Oh that's fucked up.”

“More fucked up then drugging, raping and forcing your crush to date you.”

“I mean… yeah, kinda.”

Marie starts stepping past me. “Of course I wound up with the most beta rapist boyfriend on earth. Couldn't have been raped by an actual alpha huh?”

Marie steps over, with her left hand she reaches down and pushes Mrs. Nibbert’s head in to the cushions.

“I am a fucking alpha, watch your fucking mouth.”

“Then prove it.” Marie gestures to Mr. Nibbert still paralyzed on the couch. “Be more masculine than him or I cuck you by raping her myself and then finding a new boyfriend.”

“You'd never find someone whose cock you like as much as mine.”

“That's what dildos are for. Finish her, I won't ask again.”

I line up behind Mrs. Nibbert again and push in, she screams again as she's forced to endure more painal and Marie's free hand flies to her crotch as she starts touching herself.

I think I broke Marie in a different way than I intended, but I'm kinda digging it.

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Marie and I exit the Nibberts’ house and I see both her car and mine parked up front.

“So I guess I'll see you at school tomorrow.”

Marie pauses and then shoves me. “You're such an asshole, boyfriend.”

“Oh for fucks sake what are you mad about now?”

She folds her arms indignantly. “How are you gonna say you love me and then fuck other people?”

I start walking to my car and get yanked back as she grabs me. “I'm not finished, boyfriend.”

“Oh for the love of God, you're complaining that I didn't rape you this time, Marie. You're being psychotic.” I stop. “I thought you were a normal kind and sweet nerdy girl, not a fucking rape kink freak.”

“I didn't say I wanted you to rape me, I wanted to be prioritized.” She steps and blocks my car door. “You made me be your girlfriend, so I should be important.”

I try reaching around her and she opens her mouth like she's gonna bite me. “You don't even like me.”

She turns red. “Of course I don't fucking you like you, but how am I supposed to start liking you when you cheat on me.”

“Oh you're telling me you want try liking me?”

“Yes.”

I shake my head, I do want her to like me, but she's being fucking weird. “Ok well how the fuck am I supposed to do that now.”

“Treat me like you actually love me and want to spend time with me. I'll drive home, you pick me up and take me to stay the night at your house. We hang out like a couple. But no sex.” She steps aside letting me access my car door. 

I open the door and take another look at her. “Fine, deal.”

*******

A few hours later we both sit watching Halloween 3 while eating some greasy fast food burritos, it took me all night of deliberately not touching her but she finally leans into me and cuddles me of her own accord and I feel like I'm on cloud 9

And then she starts talking.

“Will you do anything for me, boyfriend?”

I shrug, “I mean I don't see why not.”

“You would kill for me, boyfriend?"

I put my burrito down. “I mean I guess. Why do you ask?”

She leans into me and starts playing with the hem of my pants in a slow sensuous manner. “My bully Trent… I’d like to not be bullied.”

“You want me to kill Trent?”

“Oh no no no boyfriend.” She looks me dead in the eyes. “We need him to suffer. We're going to rape Trent.”

I feel myself cringe, is this entire act of getting herself to like me just her trying to manipulate me into this? Am I getting played by her now? She notices my expression and gets visibly irritated.

“Please boyfriend?”

I pull away thinking, “killing him would be easier, and it's not like he's violated you before.”

“Well he tried to violate me and almost succeeded if you hadn't stopped him.” She checks her nails. “You're supposed to protect me, so do it.”

“Raping him doesn't keep you safe, besides, I ain't putting my dick in that guy, that's gay as hell.”

“You hold him down and I'll rape him.”

I pull her arms in towards me. “You are not contaminating that perfect pussy with his cock.”

“Of course boyfriend, I will respect your claim over me, as a loyal girlfriend should. My pussy is yours… I'll use a strap on and peg him”

I shake my head. “I just want to watch the movie Marie.”

“Agree now and I'll drop it until morning.”

“Fine, I'll do it, but you better go to prom with me.”

She rolls her eyes, “of course boyfriend, who else would I go with? You've already laid claim to me.”

*******

The next day feels tense as fuck. I lean against a locker, Marie leans next to me in her school girl uniform with a suspiciously large bag over her shoulder staring down the hallway until suddenly she shifts.

“There he is, boyfriend.”

I turn and see Trent opening his locker. “Fine I'll get the paralysis pill.”

Marie shakes her head. “Unnecessary.”

She reaches into the bag and pulls out a taser. “Use this.”

“Where the fuck did you– I don't want to know. Wish me luck.” I take the taser and start approaching Trent.

“Hey man what's up?” I greet him just as he's getting ready to close his locker, grabbing his attention before the harsh biting noise of the taser fills the hallway, his eyes going wide as he collapses and within an instant footsteps ring out as Marie runs up beside me. “Second door on the left, empty classroom.”

I start dragging Trent’s limp body there as she stands hands on her hips. “What? You're not gonna help?”

She shakes her head, “you said you were an alpha male, alpha males are strong, you can handle it.”

She steps around me and opens the door to the empty classroom and holds it open for me, glancing down the hallway for witnesses before letting it close shut behind us. She points to the room’s teacher desk. “Lay him there.”

“Sure thing princess, anything else?”

She waits until I've laid him on the table before answering. “Get ready to record.”

She reaches into her bag again before pulling out handcuffs, a leather harness and a strap on dildo that looks cartoonishly large.

I point to the dildo. “You sure he can handle that?”

She shrugs as she starts handcuffing him to the desk. “If he dies he dies.”

Once she's finished strapping him down she begins stripping and putting on the harness and then a corset that covers her belly but not her breasts giving her a very heavy BDSM vibe.

“Oh wow Marie you look… fuck please tell me you'll wear that for me when we…”

She giggles, “have actual consensual sex?” She rolls her eyes. “I suppose you are making yourself feel like an actual cool boyfriend today, maybe I might let you have real sex with me later.”

She steps over and kisses my cheek, “but now is not the time for that, now is the time of vengeance.”

There's a moan followed by rattling as Trent starts coming to and Marie seems to glow with anticipation. “Get the camera rolling boyfriend.”

I start recording as she lines up with Trent, he starts protesting and asking her what the fuck she's doing, she answers condescendingly, “oh Trent, I thought you wanted to fuck me.”

And then Trent screamed so loud I feel like the whole school could hear him as she slammed her hips forward ramming that strap on into his ass. I was right, that thing was way too big for him to enjoy, but the pain only seemed to encourage Marie as she starts thrusting. “What's the matter Trent? Can't handle a little pain?”

She spit on him, she slapped him repeatedly, continued mocking him and he kept whimpering and screaming, she smiled right at me and I felt my cock lurch as it wasn't sure whether to shrink from terror or get rock fucking hard. The scariest part though was how fucking hot she looked, her tits bouncing from her rhythm, her blue hair cascading elegantly and her facial expressions the very perfect picture of a sadistic glee, like holy fucking shit I thought I was in love with her already but I'm starting to think I just realized what love really is, she'd look like an angel if she wasn't doing something so incredibly evil and wrong.

She continued fucking Trent's asshole until he fell non-verbal, it actually took like 10 minutes but finally it seemed like she broke him and she pulled out before walking straight up to me and kissing me with all the passion of a dying sun. I want this kiss to last forever but sadly she pulls back. “You have earned my heart, boyfriend.”

“I love you too, Marie.”

She smiled a wide smile before turning back to Trent. Honestly I don't even know whats going on anymore, but I'm here with my love so there's nowhere I’d rather be. She steps towards Trent and then turns to me and smiles again. “Your turn to rape him.”

“I already told you that's fucking gay, I'm not doing that.”

Her smile doesn't waver, instead she reaches into her bag pulling out a makeup case and wig. “Of course boyfriend, but Trent is actually a woman.”

“What?”

She starts sliding the wig on to Trent's head and pulls out some lipstick. “Trent is a woman, and she's going to be so pretty.”

“Are you fucking with me right now?”

“No, boyfriend.”

*******

Ok she was right, after giving him his makeover Trent could probably pass as a woman, like a strong 7, which is attractive enough I suppose. I line up with his asshole, still feels a little gay but Marie isn't taking no for an answer.

“Come on boyfriend, fuck her. Come on.”

I sigh, “no homo bro.”

And with that I thrust into his anus, still a little loose from Marie’s abuse with the strap-on, but I guess I might be able to get off. Marie though is still being fucking weird. “Slap his tits.”

I slap Trent's chest and she coos maliciously and starts fingering herself, “ahh she has a flat chest.” 

Marie starts playing with her own boobs, the large milkers that I'd rather be handling right now than Trent's flat man chest, but Marie continues on a tirade about how much hotter she is as she plays with her tits and cunt, like yeah, no shit, I'd rather have her handcuffed to the table and taking my cock than Trent, by like, a lot.

And then suddenly my cock pulses and leaves a rope of cum in Trent's asshole. Marie's eyes go wide. “See you're not gay, so you cumming in Trent means she really is a girl.”

“Uh… ok.” I pullout and look over Trent's abused body and feel Marie slide up flush with me.

"I'll give her her estrogen shots, boyfriend." Marie walks over to the desk and starts rummaging in her bag again.

"I'm sorry what?"

Marie smiles yet again. "I said Trent is a woman, boyfriend. Women take estrogen, next time we rape Trent she will be more womanly."

Oh... So we're already planning a next time then, that's fucking whack.

Chapter Text

I step outside that abandoned classroom hearing Trent whimper pathetically from inside trying to sound tough and macho.

“Your dead, I'll fucking kill both–”

He's cut off by a gagging noise, I turn and look through the doorway to see Marie shoving a textbook in his mouth, half naked from taking off that BDSM leather outfit and half clothed from putting her school girl getup back on.

“Do you ever shut up Trent?” She slaps him before looking at me and smiling, “Trent thinks she's so tough, boyfriend, doesn't she.”

“Are we still pretending that Trent is a girl?”

Marie scrunches her face up, leaving the text book in Trent's mouth as she starts getting dressed again, I do not envy Trent one bit, that textbook looks like it's gonna pry his jaw out and then fall on his face. Marie though seems unbothered. “We're not pretending Trent is a girl, Trent is a girl.”

 I throw my hands up. “Fine, whatever, we stretched her anus out to the side of Jupiter and gave her a makeover, what now?”

Marie finishes getting dressed and starts tying her blue hair into pigtails. “We still have math class, I assume you want me to sit in the back with you again?”

I feel myself roll my eyes against my own will. “Right because the first thing we should do after raping someone at school is go to math class.”

“I know you struggle with math, boyfriend, but my GPA is important, I'm going to Harvard.” She finished tying her hair before doing a twirl to present herself to me. “Is this acceptable?”

“You know you always look hot as hell Marie.” I walk back into the classroom and pick up her backpack for her. “Who told you you're going to Harvard?”

“Harvard did, when they sent me an acceptance letter.” 

“Yeah well you're not going to Harvard.”

Her eyes snapped to me like daggers, she was actually defying me, honestly I don't even know why I'm surprised after she threatened to cuck me, she's already too big for her britches in this relationship. “I'm going to Harvard, boyfriend.”

“And leaving me behind?”

“Should have considered what schools I was accepted to before forcing me to date you.” She took her back pack from me and met my gaze obstinately. “I was accepted, it's a good school, it'll give me a good future, I have a good future, you have a good future by proxy when I return for you.”

“I don't care about some dumb future, I care about now and how you're planning to leave me for years now to go to fucking Harvard where I can't be there to–”

“To what?”

“Stop you from getting hurt.”

Marie fucking snorted so loud it made Trent buck against his restraints on that desk. “You fucking raped me boyfriend. If you don't want me getting hurt you should have tried a different courting approach. You just don't want me meeting a new boyfriend, you don't trust me.”

“I trust you just fine.” I shrug.

“Then trust that I honor and respect your claim to me and my body, that I only let you have me and that I touch myself only to you, instead of controlling me.”

“Fine.” The actual answer is that she's absolutely not going to that college but she doesn't need to know that. “You actually touch yourself to me?”

She sighed, “well… part of you.”

*********

Mrs. Nibbert's eyes teared up as she pushed herself as far down on my cock as she could manage, her throat wet and tight.

“Good girl, Mrs. Nibbs, you're doing so good.”

She didn't really respond to the praise, maybe because of the knife and that she's identified me as her rapist from before, or because she's clearly still broken from it, maybe both. Doesn't really matter as her tight wet throat envelopes and massages my girth.

“Anyways, Miss Nibbert, I was actually gonna ask you to do something for me.”

Miss Nibbert keeps throating me like she'll die if she doesn't, which given I have a knife is actually probably what she thinks will happen, but she's also making “agghughagh” noise like she's trying to answer me so I manually pull her off much cock. “I need you to flunk Marie in our math class.”

Miss Nibbert took a moment of heavy breaths trying to recollect herself before she replied. “Why would you want me to flunk your… is she your girlfriend?”

“Exactly.” I give Nibbert a small tap on her forehead to congratulate her, “she's my girlfriend and I don't want her going away to Harvard, so I need you to flunk her.”

“Ahh I see master.”

My cock tingles when she calls me master, but I gotta stay focused. “So you flunk her, her acceptance gets retracted then she stays here with me, maybe she goes to the local college.”

“I'm here for your master, once my divorce is settled I can be more attentive to you.”

“You're aware I raped you right?”

Nibbert nods her head yes. “Yes master, the beginning of our arrangement was… cruel.”

“Jesus you and Marie are both so fucking weird, how are you two committing yourselves to a rapist?”

Miss Nibbert cocks her head thinking about it as if it was just dawning on her now weird this is. And then she looked confused for a moment as she can't think of a logical answer, my cock must just be the most magical roofie to have ever existed, which is gonna get inconvenient if Trent also caught feelings for me after raping him.

“Anyways Nibbs, I appreciate your commitment and I will consider taking up your ex husband's place in your household.” Especially if she's offering to let me live there free, last thing I need is trying to rent my own place in this housing market. “But I love Marie and want to keep her close and available.”

“Of course master, but you'll have to escalate. She's already been accepted, it's unlikely tanking her grade will have them retract her acceptance.”

I feel myself frown and Miss Nibbert immediately reaches up to comfort me. “Don't be upset, master,I already have a solution.”

“And that is?”

“I will personally write a letter explaining that I believe Marie fraudulated multiple claims in her application letter, she personally approached me to write a reference letter for her and help her draft her entire application so I'm privy to the details.” She pushes her head back in so that her cheek is smashed against my cock. “That will be enough for them to reevaluate her entire application, with both a GPA tank and a reference turning on her, her acceptance will be retracted for sure.”

I run my fingers through Nibbert's hair which makes her close her eyes looking self satisfied. “Damn that's fucking cruel… but… well if it works.”

Nibbert opens her eyes back up and eyes my cock. “Will you permit me to finish, master?”

“Yeah you can–” her nose is already flattened against my groin before I can finish, my cock trembling as she deepthroats me, her hands massaging my balls. She's a god damned freak and apparently I'm her master now.

Her head bobs back and forth until a rope of my cum floods her mouth, I feel her swallow it without even pulling her mouth off my cock. 

*********

After school Marie is sitting on my bed while we watch some reruns of Breaking Bad on TV and wait for our takeout to arrive.

“I’m starting to think we could be a normal couple, boyfriend.” She sits close enough to almost snuggle.

“Well then call me Josh instead of boyfriend.” I pull her that last inch so that she's flush with me, feels divine actually snuggling with her, God I realize how much I had needed this.

“Josh is an ugly name, boyfriend, I'm not calling you Josh.” She keeps her eyes on the TV when suddenly her phone starts vibrating.

“Is that our takeout?”

“No it's–” her eyes go wide as she starts getting up, “I need to take this boyfriend.”

Before I can protest she disappeared into my bathroom and closed the door behind her. I can't hear clearly what's being said but she's clearly getting emotional and hurt by the sound of her voice, sounds like she's crying. A few minutes later she reemerges.

“I have to go home, boyfriend, I–” 

“Go home? The food isn't even here?”

She looks at me wiping some tears from her eyes. “They cancelled my acceptance… Mom's gonna be so mad.”

Oh… oh I hadn't thought about what her parents would think if she washed out of Harvard. “I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding.”

Marie turned red, wiping away more tears. “It's that fucking cunt Miss Nibbert, apparently she called them about my… she fucking sabotaged me.”

“What did Miss Nibbert do?” I ask, trying my best to sound like I don't actually already know.

“She fucking called them and started saying I lied on my application… she…” Marie pauses, her eyes narrowing. “You were with her earlier.”

“Uh yeah I was making her suck my dick again, she really knows how to–”

“You didn't want me to go to Harvard.” Marie points her shaky finger at me. “You… you told me I wasn't going to Harvard.”

“I'm not sure I understand the connection.” I start backing up to my dresser where I have some of the paralysis pills stashed.

“Oh my fucking God I was trying to be a real girlfriend for you and not just just some dumb whore you raped.” Marie pulls her hand back and starts reaching for her backpack, “I was actually thinking we could be a real couple, that maybe I actually do love you as fucked up as that is.”

I reach the drawer and get one of the pills. Marie clearly saw because her eyes narrowed, and she pulled her taser out of her backpack. “You know what, boyfriend?”

“What?”

“I do love you boyfriend… but I think we need discussions about boundaries.” She points the taser at me and gets the most psychotic smile I have ever seen. “Rule 1, you don't leave my basement.”

Oh Jesus fucking Christ I raped a fucking weird psychotic yandere. I get the pill ready and wait, but Marie does the same and we're in a weird holding pattern. She's waiting for me to make a move, I'm waiting for her to lunge in so I can dodge it. I can feel the air getting more and more tense.

A cell phone rings. Marie’s cellphone, must be our takeout driver, the distraction is just enough. Marie looks down at her pocket and reaches to silence it, the second her attention is split I feign right for the door.

“Nice try boyfriend–”

My body slams into her and I hear the biting noise of the taser, but its teeth haven't made contact, Marie buckles into the wall under my weight stunned as her head hits the drywall.

I take the split second I have to slip the paralysis pill into her mouth. Her eyes go wide but it's already down her throat.

I'm already getting up, gotta go get the takeout before the driver gets suspicious, Marie is trying to clamor after me but the pill is already hitting her and she's having a hard time getting up.

I go downstairs and retrieve our takeout, some burgers from a local joint, tip our driver in cash and go back upstairs to where Marie is conscious but helpless. 

I set the food down on my nightstand and start pulling Marie’s paralyzed body on to the bed. “You want boundaries bitch? Here's our boundaries. You're not gonna do any fucking yandere lock me in your basement shit on me.”

I get her in the bed and start tearing her jeans off. “You're not gonna fucking taze me.”

Now I slide her panties down and line myself up with her, “and you're not gonna leave me to go to college on the opposite side of the country.”

And then I thrust in, her cunt is tight and wet as always, it feels like it was personally shaped for me and I start rocking my hips violently to remind Marie who the dominant one in this relationship is.

Even with her shirt and bra on her boobs, her big luscious boobs still bounce back and forth like a tidal wave and I can hear her moaning through the paralysis, maybe the best sex she's ever had, certainly the best sex I've had. I cum in her and keep going, fuck I forgot how much I love this cunt and this girl.

She starts twitching as the pills start wearing off, and so I extend my hands and pin her into the mattress. I was gonna make her have the best sex of her life, whether she wanted it or not.