Life Of A Dominant Futanari W3 Ch2

Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 3 Chapter 70/2: Confrontation

I didn't know what to feel at that moment. I just had a really good time with Alex. The words used to describe me while I was in a good mood made me angry. I knew that I looked good, and everyone else who thought differently could go fuck themselves. I learned this years ago, but something about this time annoyed me.

The fact that people learned that I was hooking up with someone was inevitable, and it wasn't like I was precisely sneaking around with this 'dirty little secret.' In fact, it was more or less Tracy and Jake that wanted to keep it hidden.

"Ew, Someone would actually hook up with Dick girl?" The female voice said, and I thought I would bring this conversation in front of me. I turned the corner, and I paused. As I stepped into the light, I saw four people and realized I hadn't heard one of them talk. There were four of them: three girls and one guy. The guy was the first one to spot me, and he smirked as he saw me. The girl who had just finished speaking was a girl with long black hair, petite breasts, and a black bra under the white-uniformed shirts we wore. The other girl was a slightly chubby girl with short brown hair. The last girl was what made me pause and raise an eyebrow. She seemed frozen in shock mid-word as if about to say something as I came around the corner.

The last girl was Tracy. Her frozen look slowly turned to the horror that none of the other people around her saw as they looked at me. "Look at it; It's Dick girl." The guy piped up, and I turned to him, changing my focus to the guy. I gave him a closer look, and he had short black hair that was spiked at the top and, to be fair, a charming smile that I wanted to punch off his face. "Hey, Dick girl, I heard that; you are hooking up with someone lately, and we were just talking about it," He continued while Tracy continued to look at me with horror painting her expression while the other two girls slightly giggled as the guy resumed. "I was wondering who is desperate enough to shack up with a Dick girl like you?" He asked with that charming smile.

I looked at him with a grin on my face. I couldn't help it; if I didn't smile now, I would be livid and punch him in the face. "Who the fuck are you?" I asked him, my tone clipped. I put an arm on my waist, looking him up and down. He seemed to be in shape but not muscular--someone who more or less maintained his state without working out.

"It doesn't matter who I am; answer the question, Dick girl," He replied, although the smile was no longer as charming as before.

"Oh," I replied, looking at him amused despite my anger, "You seem to have me at a disadvantage," I said as I stepped forward slowly, "You look like a stupid prick," I commented, "Since you are calling me by a trait I have. You know, My long thick cock that you probably don't even have half the size of. I will call you stupid prick." I told him that smile was no longer on his face as he started to look angry. "So, Stupid prick, I have only wiped that stupid fucking smile off your face. But I don't mind telling the truth either. I have 'shacked up' with my girlfriend recently," I smirked as I told him that. I wasn't about to deny me having a relationship. "But why should a virgin stupid prick like you give a fuck?" I asked him.

I had closed in on him, and I could feel the anger coming from him, and the two girls behind him were now smiling behind covered mouths. On the other hand, Tracy still looked horrified and wanted to be anywhere else at this moment. The stupid prick in front of me, though, didn't notice my glances away at the girls. His face was now red, and he was looking at me with a thunderous expression, to say the least.

"Fuck you!" The stupid prick responded, "I can't fucking believe someone would want to be with a disgusting freak like you!" He yelled in the hallway, which showed a lot more people than before starting to gather around as I confronted him. He looked around, and a smile came on his face, and I took a step back, gaining some distance from him as I saw that smirk.

I heard indistinct yelling as he stepped toward me, confirming that I needed to step back. "Look at you," He yelled out, and the crowd of students started to look excited. "You think that you are all that because DICK GIRL GOT A DESPERATE GIRLFRIEND!" He announced to the crowd. "You are a pathetic loser, A gross fucking dick girl that no one here likes! You have no friends! Your just a fucking gross dick girl!" He repeated himself while yelling in my face.

I looked at him with anger emanating from me when I heard a, "Yeah!" From the crowd, "Kick Her ass!" Was something again from the crowd and the smile on his face grew.

I felt nothing suddenly as I stared him down. Then suddenly, I heard more yelling as Mrs. Grendier came in yelling, "Break it up! Break it UP! NOW!" The yells go the kids to disperse with moans and grumbling as I stood there looking at him.

Mrs. Grendier pushed me back a step, but I stared at him, and I smiled. My anger for him was a little different. I didn't want to get revenge on him as I did with Jake. No, I simply wanted one thing to do with this stupid asshole. I wanted to kick his ass merely. He didn't deserve more attention from me than that.

I looked at Tracy as she melded into the crowd, and I knew that I was going to let out a little steam on her body at lunch today. That girl needed a little punishment for not speaking up throughout that exchange. I couldn't help because Mrs. Grendier was yelling at the stupid prick. I wasn't paying attention, though, as the girls that were there with Tracy disappeared into the crowd. I turned around and walked to class as Mrs. Grendier continued to talk to the stupid prick. As I left, I didn't care anymore, headed to class, and melded into the hallways with the other students.

I moved, and I knew that I would be talking to Mrs. Grendier about it later. I knew it, and I wasn't going even to try to deny it to myself as I reached my class due to how close it was. The bell rang as I reached my seat, and I silently fumed while thinking about how to deal with Tracy and that stupid prick. I would punish Tracy lightly as I knew that my reputation in school wasn't something good. It had nothing to do with me, but Tracy didn't even attempt to defend me to her 'Friends'; it was something unacceptable for my Skank in the future.

I needed to do some training on my Skank, but it would only be a light punishment. I wasn't in the mood to give her a heavy one. No, That would be given to that stupid prick that got in my face. I knew exactly how to find out who was that stupid prick and where to find him later. As I read my notes, I wondered what would happen as the Teacher came in to see if I was about to be sent to the principles office.

Much to my surprise, I wasn't brought out of classes, and I finished taking my notes. I left the classroom still thinking when I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned. Sarah was looking at me with a slightly blushing face. "Um," She began, and I shook my head.

"Not here, Not in the mood to talk calmly at the moment," I told her honestly, "I will talk to you after practice today. I have something I need to do today during lunch, and I won't have time until after gym practice. Is that okay with you?" I finished struggling to sound nice at this moment even though I was plotting mean things in the back of my mind.

"Okay," Sarah nodded, looking more sure of herself. "I will talk to you after practice," Her demeanor showed much more happiness, and I felt that I could guess her decision as she turned to walk away.

I sighed as the flow of students moved around me. I saw many more stares and started moving through the crowd toward my next class. My mind was racing, and I realized that I needed to let some anger out again. I also needed to assert myself in this school. I needed them to realize that I wasn't a fucking pushover anymore.

I sighed again as class started; I took notes and still never got called to the principal's office. I felt like this morning should have gotten some type of response from the faculty, and it was starting to annoy me that it hadn't yet. I felt my attention on class waning as I went down those thoughts and cut them off. I started to pay attention again and kept up with my note-taking.

Soon the bell rang, indicating lunch and I felt weirded out by the lack of a response. I moved through the crowd, and I heard some whispers here and there. All had one focus, and that they seemed to be focused on me. My eyebrow twitched, but I went into the less crowded area of the school, and no one tried to follow me or anything. I took a final look around before entering the Teacher's locker room, and I sat down on the bench and pulled out my lunch.

I opened it up with a sigh and saw a nice meal ready for me. I started to eat while I waited, and I didn't have to wait for long when a very meek-looking Tracy walked in. I looked up at her with a raised eyebrow as she came in and her look of shame wasn't something I needed to comment on as she walked up to me.

"Lock the door," I ordered simply between bites.

Tracy stopped and turned to lock the door before turning to look at me. I sat there looking at her eating my lunch with my usual speed as Tracy looked at me with meekness. Her expression reminded me of last night just before she confessed the reason why she tried to get her boyfriend to try and rape me. It was semantics at this point, and I understood her explanation intellectually. The jealous woman wasn't here today, though. Instead, she looked ashamed, and my casually eating in front of her made her squirm.

Tracy finally got control of herself, "Sorry, Mistress!" She half exclaimed, and I looked at her taking another bite, "I didn't know what to say when suddenly you came around the corner. Then when Stanley started everything, I, I," Tracy seemed not to know what to say as I looked at her. She looked lost again and continued, "I just didn't know what to do as things escalated! It was like watching a car crash as I watched. I just didn't know what to do, and I didn't know what to say as everything kept escalating faster and faster!" Tracy said, and I started to see the beginning of tears in her eyes.

"I don't blame you," I told her before taking another bite, almost done with my food already.

"What?" Tracy said, startled.

"I told you, and I won't repeat myself again," I began, "I don't blame you," I told her, watching her surprised reaction, "You didn't do anything wrong," I continued. Relief started to go through her face even in the surprise as I continued with, "Nor, Did you do anything right," I finished. I took another bite into the last of my food.

I stretched my neck as Tracy looked confused about what I wanted to do, and I couldn't blame her. I was purposefully confusing her as I finished up my food. There would be no finishing it after I started. I stood up a couple of seconds later as I finished my food, putting it off to the side.

"You see, Skank," I said, and my words made her shiver. I wasn't sure if it was fear or excitement when I called her by my nickname for her. "I am pissed," I told her casually as I brought myself closer to her. "I thought you wanted a chance. I have given you a chance, and I don't think you understand what that means." I told her my tone was becoming more severe. "But, I am not pissed at you in particular. You cannot choose what your friends say," I told her, and she was still looking confused, "But you can choose your friends." I told her, my tone cutting. My face twisted slightly into a sneer.

"Mistress," Tracy said in return, and my finger rose to her lips, shutting her up.

"No, You will be punished; I am sure you will enjoy the rest of today," I told her; my tone was menacing now, and I felt her shiver slightly. It wasn't one of complete fear. I knew that Tracy wasn't a masochist, but I knew that she was starting to learn that she enjoyed my touch. I didn't want that to go away. Instead, I wanted her to understand that she was mine. She needed to understand that she needed to pick better friends and not stupid fucking pricks.

I brought my lips down to hers, and I hovered just at the edge of kissing her as I said, "You ready to accept the punishment?" I asked.

My eyes bore into hers, our noses just shy of touching. Our lips a mere inch as I brought myself down to her. She looked at me, conflicted as she thought for the briefest moment. "Mistress, Please punish me for being a bad Skank," Tracy said, and her expression looked different as she said that. I didn't know how to read it, and I wasn't about to make a big deal out of it.

I pecked her lips and smiled, "Good, Now," My hand rose and slapped her lightly across the face. The suddenness and the swiftness made her face turn, and I couldn't hide my smile, "Strip, Skank," I ordered, and I turned, not looking at her as I grabbed a condom from my bag placing it on the bench. I started to take off my skirt as I turned around, hearing the rustle of clothing as I saw Tracy toss her white-uniformed shirt into the corner. I saw her beige bra with some small frills; she didn't look ashamed, and she shouldn't be as she unclasped her bra. Her nice bountiful breasts came into my vision.

Her skirt came off next, showing me a pink see-through G string that showed off a bare pussy without a spec of hair covering it. "Did I say you could keep on panties, Skank?" I asked her sounding slightly annoyed despite the fact that my cock was starting to harden inside my panties.

Tracy shook her head and began to slip off those panties that didn't match the bra. I noticed a small damp spot on her panties as she took them off, and I began to take off my own. My cock was half-hard, and I stepped out of my blue panties, kicking them off to the side. As I looked up again, my Skank's eyes were on my cock, looking thirsty for what came next.

"Put your hands on the bench," I ordered.

"Yes, Mistress," Tracy walked over to the bench and leaned down, putting her hands on the bench without question. I moved to be beside her with my cock hanging out, slowly hardening with the thought that I was about to plow this pussy. I wouldn't be giving Tracy her favorite anal today. Instead, that pussy was about to be stretched around my cock to make her cry out. I took a deep breath and started to rub her ass slowly.

I felt Tracy's ass quiver a little at my touch, and a second later, with not much time to kill, I spanked her ass. The ripple was immediate, and although I didn't use my full strength, her small yelp told me it hurt. I wasn't finished there as this was a punishment, and my cock was rapidly now reaching full strength without any further coaxing needed. My hand fell swiftly, repeatedly, spanking that ass with several yelps from Tracy.

"Sorry, Mistress," Tracy cried out as I spanked her ass repeatedly in rapid series of slaps that continued to sound in the locker room, and her ass became beat red as I stopped.

"YOu are sorry?" I asked as I rubbed her ass a little, "Get on your knee's skank," I ordered, and Tracy turned around this time with some tears from her eyes dripping, obviously from the pain of the spanking she just received.

On her knees, I turned and grabbed the condom and handed it to her as she looked at my hard cock right in front of her face. "We don't have much time, Skank. Lube my cock up with your spit quickly and put on the condom so that your pussy can receive punishment next."

I ordered.

I didn't need to make it sound like an order as her lips were all over my cock; as soon as I finished as she reached up and took the condom from my hands. I started to think that this might not be the full punishment that I was hoping for, and with a grin, I added something in the back of my head. It would help me play a lot, and I wondered what her reaction would be once I did so.

I couldn't get the smile off my face as I felt lips wrap all around my cock, sliding latex down my shaft and taking my cock deep down her throat. I bit back a moan biting my lower lips slightly. I put my hand in her hair and pulled it back once the condom was half off as I knew that we were running out of time. I stepped back, and I used my hand to pull it down the rest of the way as I sat on the bench. "Penetrate yourself, Skank," I ordered.

My cock was sitting up like a spike for her in the middle of my lap. Tracy looked down, and I could see her gulp and get off her knees. I could see the traces of her wetness between her legs as she stepped forward, looking more and more excited despite the tears in her eyes. It made me think more about the 'gift' i was thinking of giving her after this was over.

She mounted me, and I looked up as she took a second to get herself ready. I didn't care about that second that she needed, and my hands landed on her sore ass and pushed her pussy down onto my cock. The sudden insertion made her cry out in the locker room and her arms wrapped around my neck as her pussy spasmed all over my cock, taking Tracy over the edge from insertion,

"Did I say your slutty pussy could cum, Skank?" I asked, and I forced her ass up as she gripped me hard as I brought it back down, making her ass slap against my lap. Tracy didn't reply, and I brought her ass up again and forced it back down harder, already penetrating her cervix into the back of her womb. The moan closed off, and it was a soundless cry as I asked again, "Did I say you could cum, Skank?" My tone was much harsher, demanding an answer.

"No, Mistress," Tracy replied as her ass slapped against my lap.

"Then! Why! Are! You! Cumming! On! My! Cock!" I demanded as forced her ass to move back down onto my cock over and over again. Tracy shoved her mouth into my neck to stop herself from screaming even louder as I continued to plunder her pussy harder and harder. "How! Is! This! A! Punishment!" I demanded.

Tracy couldn't reply with how brutally quick I was ravishing her pussy as it orgasmed all over my cock for the third time. She couldn't stop cumming, and I was going to allow her. The pleasure coursed through my body, and I stopped forcing her ass down on my cock only to spank her sore ass even harder than before, and she cried out even louder into my neck, which was having a hard time quieting the Skank in my hands.

My capacity to keep myself from ejaculating, though, as I ravished her body, came to an end shortly, and I moaned. I reached my peak, shoving myself as deep as I could before releasing. I grunted to stop myself from yelling as I released into her filling up her womb directly as I felt her spasm all over my cock.

My hand moved to spank her ass again as she spasmed all over my cock. The spasm increased in intensity as I spanked her ass again, making me moan. I appreciated the afterglow as my ejaculation came to an end, and Tracy still held me tight. I knew, though, that time was short, and I slapped her ass, making her pussy tremble with my cock still inside her. "Get up. I still have to give my naughty Skank her 'gift,'" I told her with a sly smile on my face.

I pulled her ass up, making her moan as Tracy began to release my neck. I quickly grabbed the condom, remembering as her greedy pussy tried to eat the condom. As I pulled the condom out of her, she moaned as the balloon full of cum came out of her pussy. Tracy looked over as I held the sizeable full condom to the side and commented, "Fuck, without that condom, I would be pregnant," Tracy remarked, and I turned and looked up at her as she stepped back.

"Oh?" I asked with implications.

"I am not on safe days," Tracy replied to my remark, and I nodded.

It made sense, and I realized that the first day I played with her would have been a safe day for her. I shook my head and opened up my backpack while grabbing my phone. I saw an unread message as I found the box I was looking for. It was from Hilda, and I saw another from Crystal. I smiled, and I knew that Crystal was probably sending something to tease me like the little Minx that she is.