This is the 15th installment of an ongoing story about Michele a and Tim. For sure, it is a disturbing relationship and is in no way intended to describe something healthy or ideal. Emotional sadism is central to it all. If this bothers you, this is not the story for you and I suggest you venture elsewhere.
What makes the story interesting to me is what takes place in the minds of the characters. Withouts words and ideas and the feelings that go with them, it's all just mechanics and honestly, that's not so interesting to me. Simple, pure fucking is a great thing to do. I don't need to read about it. Perhaps when I was verrrrrrrry young, that alone would have intrigued me. Now...yawn. This is a dark, emotional journey. I hope you enjoy it.
The following preface is cut and pasted from installment II. For a more comprehensive understanding of their world, you can venture back to the first installment. Read it or skip it.
This story takes place in a very male dominant society, one which is even more patriarchal than our own. Our hero, Michele, is enchanted by the discovery of her own sexual super power. Poor, lucky Tim, on the other hand comes to realize that he falls under Michels's spell, he does not measure up to societal expectations. These two young people are discovering and becoming as they grow together as a couple.
Psychological conflict and tension are central themes in this saga.
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The story has been formatted to meet the publishing requirement of our host and I am hopeful the necessary kinks have been worked out.
A more complete preface can be found at the beginning of the first installment and if you did not read it, it could be helpful to do so. Here are some of the contextual parameters of the fictional world the story takes place within.
* People are legal adults at 18 years of age.
* People usually live to about 2,000 years of age.
* The cultural norm has almost all legal adults living with their family of origin until they turn 200 years old.
* Young people between the ages of 18 and 200 are treated as and referred to as children when they choose to continue living with their parents.
* Young people between the ages of 18 and 200 often behave much as we would expect teenagers to behave here in our world. They are kept in a state of arrested emotional development.
* Young people between the ages of 18 and 200 years customarily consume "blockers" which prevent them from having sexual feelings or impulses.
* Often young people will begin to "date" around 160 yers of age and while they are expected to continue to take their blockers, some will surreptitiously stop taking them while a few will stop responding to them.
* Age and masculinity are revered in this world. Everybody looks up to their elders and few seriously question the patriarchy.
All characters in the story are over 18 years of age.
It is customary for those below the age of 200 to demonstrate their status by wearing clothing which signify to others that they are off limits. They would wear what we would think of as children's clothing. Remember, an 18 year old and a 1,900 year old would look exactly the same age, so children's clothes are very useful for signaling to those over 200 years to abstain from any romantic or sexual pursuit of another who was deemed of an inappropriate age.
Lastly, sex is not technically illegal for people between the ages of 18 and 200 years. It is considered profoundly taboo. Adult-children (18+) do have sex but it is kept very quiet. Some parents punish their children for engaging in this sinful pleasure and adult-children almost never tell-on one another in this regard, even those who might not like one another. Adult children live by a code and violation of said code subjects one to complete ostracization. Almost none experiment until they are well over 160 years old.
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Since they began having sex, their play rape evolved as well. Michele generally preferred Tim to be gender fluid so sometimes he was a boy and sometimes a girl and sometimes it was not clear to either of them.
Yet the thing Michele liked about a good, hot rape was some resistance, a bit of fight. She enjoyed getting more aggressive and feeling the predatory instinct aroused her profoundly. She enjoyed raping Tim hard.
She loved when he tried to get away and "fight" her off. It was exciting to them both. In this context, resistance simply meant there was some invigorating, light wrestling with plenty of slapping mixed in. She'd corner and manhandle Tim while he tried to fend her off and get away.
She thrilled at his frightened and feeble resistance. If he managed (or if she allowed him) to get away, she'd pursue, seize and subdue him all the while sexually terrorizing him.
These sessions were often prolonged, extraordinarily passionate and highly pleasurable to each. Tim never felt more attracted to, nor more in love with Michele than after a good raping.
Yet on occasion, Michele found herself gravitating toward a different sort of rape, one that Krista suggested during the session in which she spanked Tim. The emotional effects of a "gentler" rape, a rape in which the victim is "hurt just a little" absolutely fascinated Michele.
Though Michele LOVED the physical resistance, it was the psychological conquest that drew her into a relationship with her sweet boy from the beginning.
Although possessive of Tim, she was sexually aroused when she watched her dear friend Missy Thompson psychologically work over her poor girl, Kimberly. She loved the idea, as it was explained by Krista, that her girl could be raped in such a way as to allow the rapist a more carefree, light-hearted, fun and joyful experience as the aggressor.
That did not mean there was no fear or resistance. A rape was a rape, after all; Kimmy would be awash with fear, shame and arousal. In this case, the victim knew or came to know quickly, that physical resistance was fruitless and if anything, served to excite her rapist. Tim was a black belt in karate, but Kimberly was outmatched by a kitten. With this realization, the rapist controlled her victim with fear.
Regardless of her mood, whether she raped her boy hard or enjoyed a more leisure, gentle rape, Michele knew to keep it special and fun meant she could not initiate these scenes too often. At their tender young ages, they both enjoyed nearly boundless sexual energy, yet to keep this fresh, she did not rape her boy more than once a week.
Additionally, a good rape took time and quite a lot of energy went into the theatrics of it all. Typically, it was a once every two to three week delicacy yet one that might go on for two or three hours.
Michele had different ways to prepare and signal her sweet boy as to how to behave and react depending on her mood.
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He was almost done with his nightly routine and could not wait to "present" to Michele. Though he took pleasure in his chores, it got more difficult to focus on them as he got closer to finishing.
In the first place, it was a formal opportunity to please Michele. And often it was followed by some sort of intimacy. He just wanted to be with Michele! Yet he had to remain focused least, in his haste, he make a mistake which would surely earn Michele's displeasure.
He spied himself in the mirror and smiled to himself with embarrassment. He tried to console himself with the fact that nobody knew. Well, except for Donna and Becky, nobody knew what he wore at night time.
Michele was well aware of the sense of vulnerability that girls felt while just trying to dress cute. She wanted Tim to appreciate how girls felt in this way and wanted the pleasure of knowing he was familiar with this specific kind of discomfort.
Since there was little in the way of revealing clothes for men, she had to make do. It really was not an attempt to dress him as a girl, but she came to appreciate the added tribulations he experienced when he was dressed in revealing, feminine fashion.
Every afternoon, when he was in for the day, he was to put on his evening clothes, his "uniform." He wore Dolphin shorts and spaghetti strap or thin strap t-shirt. The shorts were almost tight, and they were very brief. Had he worn boxers, they'd have streamed down below the leg openings or without underwear, he'd have hung out in the front. They were super short, shorts, cut right up to his crotch. Since they were of a slinky, stretch nylon material they only got really tight when he sat down, at which point Missy got in a tight little bind...which Tim secretly liked.
The spaghetti strap Ts were obviously women's wear and all of them were cropped at or just above the waist line. Since she kept him thin, toned and totally hairless, she enjoyed seeing so much of her boy, her property, on display.
She wanted him to feel both vulnerable and objectified. And he did. Of course Michele did many things to help him feel totally objectified and he came to enjoy it.
However, like with most clothing, he became used to having his body on display. The only times it caused him anxiety was when guests visited or when Michele raped him, at which point he felt like a piece of sex candy being offered up to the playground bully.
Michele was reading an interesting article given to her by Krista dealing with operant conditioning, when Tim presented himself.
At home he was not always required to refer to Michele as Ms. Michele, but he enjoyed doing so when they had a more structured or formal interaction and presenting was a formality they enjoyed every night. He stood before her with heels and toes touching, perfect posture all while clasping his hands behind his back. He stood waiting for her to address him.
When she finished her page, she looked up with an inquisitive, closed mouth, half smile with raised eyebrows. This meant she expected him to report. She enjoyed his pose as it spoke of obedient servitude. Simply put, he looked like a house servant and at the moment, that's what he was.
"I've finished my duties, Ms. Is there anything more I can do to please you?"
As he stood before her waiting for her response, she enjoyed watching him erect beneath his very short, kind of tight, shimmery, synthetic shorts. She loved that domestic servitude was a sexual activity for her boy.
She smiled joyfully and he all but swooned before her.
"I think I'll spend the evening with Kimberly. Why don't you be a good girl and go put on one of your cheerleader outfits."
As the words registered he began to transform. He might have been in a little girl's outfit, but it was in dress only. As he cleaned the house, though he might have been a domestic servant, he was all boy. Suddenly he felt his inner little girl emerging. When the time was right, he LOVED being Kimberly...rather, she loved being Kimberly.
"And Kimberly, I expect you to be a good, good girl. Do you understand me?"
"Yes, Ms."
Being a "good, good girl" meant that she was to be a proper girl who did not have sex. Kimberly knew Michele meant to rape her. Though no less aroused, Kimberly suddenly experienced that familiar sense of anxiety that always accompanied a raping.
As she inspected herself in the mirror, she hoped desperately that Michele would think she was pretty. She wore pig-tails and beneath her favorite cheerleader outfit she wore a pair of rhumba panties. Kimberly was so excited and nervous for her big date, she almost forgot her lip-gloss.
When Kimberly returned to the living room, she discovered that Michele had gone and slipped on her stretch cotton, sweatpants comfies with the teeny tiny Tinker-Bell t-shirt.
