Vel's Subjugation

[Trigger warnings: Little to no aftercare, self-degradation, pet play, rape/non-consent, extremely rough sex]

The local bar. A seedy, dimly-lit place, for the most part. It helped the place was cheap as hell- cheaper than any of the nicer places anyway. But it meant that the worst of the worst sat around there, and the staff didn't care much- barely got paid enough to even serve drinks and actually clean the glasses. But it was the perfect place for Cassie. He knew all the tricks that any of the opportunistic women who prowled the bar would use to try and get money off him. He just loved drinking, the women, and the seedy ambiance. He rested his head in the palm of his hand while placing it on the table, a cheap, fruity cocktail in the other -- sipping away; looking for anyone to chat up -- or take advantage of.

"God, can you believe it?" Vel was in a rare bad mood, sipping a little too much wine as she seemed angry, "he broke up with me. He fucking broke up! He said I was too prim and proper. Well so-rry, not every girl likes to hold hands in public and kiss whenever you like! I mean seriously! Can you believe it?" She looks at you with a growl, her face bright red as she crossed her ankles in a sexy look. Vel never did this, but she was actually starting to like the guy... and then he just left her. Who would reject her, the top performer at Yuijin College?!

Cassie happily smiled along and nodded with her complaints. That disarming, lying smile hid the fact that he found the woman bitching about her ex to be ~insufferable~. But it was a start- and someplace to build off of, for him- anyway. So, with a sip of his cocktail, he finally spoke up- a soft, charming voice. Neither to gruff and gravelly, but not effeminate. Manly, really. "That so? I can see he's made a /very/ big mistake." His smile didn't let up- and Vel could swear he gave her a quick wink. Not that he'd admit it, anyway. "It's a shame! I've dealt with plenty of breakups, too... Some people just aren't made for each other- and hey? If I'm feeling in the dumps over it- I'll happily drink it ~all~ away." Cassie raised an arm- waving the bartender over. Soon, Vel found that she had a matching, identical, fruity cocktail placed in front of her- made right in front of her by the bartender, at Cassie's expense. "Go ahead! It's the ~least~ I can do for a nice chat."

"Yeah? I know right?" She huffs, letting out some more of her anger as she takes a drink of that cocktail. It wasn't usually her taste. Some kind of lime, mixed with cherry, but the ice offered a nice chill to let her calm down some more. "So why is someone like you here? Had some tough times as well?" She leans her arms over the counter, stretching a bit as she looks curiously at you. Seems she didn't think you were that suspicious, you could see a hint of her cleavage from her jacket over here...

Cassie took the opportunity as it presented itself! Her cleavage on display- he took in a good, long look before he locked those seemingly-soft aquamarine eyes onto hers. That fake smile is neverending. "Well! You could say that..." He gently tilted his head, taking a sip from his drink, before he set it down. "Well... My own girlfriend walked out on me- saying she found a better guy." Cassie offered up a half-hearted shrug. "Alcohol would /never/ cheat on me, so I'm back here- taking it in and relaxing." He let out a soft little laugh, scooting himself in just a tiny bit closer to her. "Guess we're in the same boat, huh?" Cassie raised an eyebrow, before waving the bartender over for yet /another/ set of cocktails- with extra vodka this time. Liquor helped make things easier that way.

His blue eyes contrasted against her maroon ones, he was calm while she was still slightly enraged in her eyes, nodding at you in sympathy, allowing you to sit directly next to her. Her bare legs were now wide in view -- she wore short jeans that showed off a lot of skin. Despite her claim of being proper, the weather still influenced her wear quite a bit. "Yeah, that's right. What was your name again?" She seemed to grow more interested in you. It was something about your dominant look that made her feel just a little.... naughty, to say the least.

"Ah- I'm Cassidy. But I usually go by Cass or Cassie." He beamed that fake smile of his at her- sliding the second, fruity vodka cocktail over toward her- while he got started on his, sipping away at it- before he spoke up. "And you?" He tilted his head ever so slightly, his one free hand resting itself on her thigh- testing her reaction while maintaining that seemingly-innocent front, while his other hand continued to hold his second drink. "I'd ~love~ to know the name of the pretty girl I'm sharing drinks with tonight." And as he spoke, the hand on her thigh slipped just a tiny bit closer toward her inner thighs, strong fingers curled around her plush, thick leg.

"Hmm ~" She reacted with a low moan, looking towards your hand as she bit her lip. She was tempted to chastise you for it, but your confidence made you seem like you didn't even do it on purpose. It's like she wanted it...

"My name's Vel." she responds in a more sultry tone, "thank you for the drink..." she trails on, clinking her glass against yours. Her blush was subtle in the light, but she was clearly getting more and more turned on by your actions. She even felt her panties being stained a little bit... god, was she becoming some kind of slut?

Cassie simply nodded his head along with it; the hand on her thigh staying there since she hadn't dared to contest him. His eyes fluttered shut as he took another drink and quietly sighed. "It's a pleasure, Vel." Cassie- though, didn't care for her. She was /easy/. Easier than most for him- and it made him feel ~great~ inside. And so, he kept pressing on. "It's not a problem ~... I just like helping people that seem like they're in a bad mood. If you want more to drink, I'm happy to keep buying." Cassie got another scoot in closer- now merely a few inches away from their shoulders touching at this point. "I saw you in a bad mood, and I thought that I could cheer up such a nice and beautiful lady. No need to worry, Vel."

"No... no, I shouldn't keep drinking," she giggles a little bit, putting her glass down and denying you that final moment of submission... for now. Even at her weakest, tipping her past the breaking point would be tricky. "Besides, I barely know much about you.... why don't you tell me a little more about yourself?" She smirks at you, fingers absentmindedly dancing in the air, playing with her hair she hums a bit to herself. She was definitely already quite a bit drunk...

Cassie bit his lip just as Vel denied more booze. But- within a split second, that fake smile and friendliness returned to him, hand still resting on her thigh- finally slipping between both her thighs- ever-so-slowly and gently guiding her to spread her legs apart in doing so.

"Me? Oooh- there's nothing to know about me. I'm an ~open~ book. What you see is what you get." Cassie nodded his head, finally- he scooted in the rest of the way, legs touching together and nearly shoulder-to-shoulder. "I just like making people ~happy~. Drinking, too." He softly laughed at that, finally finishing up the last drop of his second cocktail. He waved over the bartender and had vodka cranberries poured for them both at this point, sliding the drink over to her- but not saying a word about it as he tasted his. "How about you? I'm sure there's pleeenty to share about a mysterious girl like you, Vel. Do tell~."

"Oh? An open book? Are you trying to open me up as well?" She catches on to your touches, but she only opens her legs wider as she lets you put your hand directly next to her pelvis, feeling like a smooth Velley against your rough hands, teasing you even more as she laughed, before shifting slightly away naughtily. "Well, I'm quite studious, and I try to balance my hobbies and my studies." She tells you, "I study computers a little bit, but that's probably beyond what you know..." she suddenly leans directly into your ear, whispering: "You fucking pervert."

Cassie tilted his head ever-so-slightly at her comment. He simply lifted an eyebrow and softly chuckled. The hand down between her legs finally got properly involved- running all along her hips and thighs- before finding its way around to her ass; and sinking his fingers into her rear, blatantly groping her. "Pssh. You need another drink with all the weird things you're saying." And with that, he lifted up the drink he ordered her- and pressed it to her lips, tilting it and forcing her to drink it to avoid wetting her clothes. "I won't lie- I'd ~love~ to study you a bit." Finally, as he forced the entire vodka cranberry into her mouth- and set the glass on the table, he leaned his head toward the entrance of the bar. "How about we go somewhere else- and we can learn more about each other? I'd ~love~ to talk some more in private." A bald-faced lie. His intentions were anything other than friendly 'talk'. "My place, maybe?"

"Oh, you're on~" she smirks as she murmurs next to your face, her hot breath on yours, taking it as a challenge. You made her feel a little disgusted but also quite excited, you caressed her like you already owned her. And some part of her wouldn't accept that. Every touch made her so turned on it was unbelievable, her panties were completely ruined and soaked. You were close enough to smell the scent of her sex as she felt her love juices threatening to leak down her thighs. She felt her body on fire like an animal in heat, she simply couldn't resist it anymore.

Cassie flashed her his smile one last time- then nodded. "Of course!~" A short wave- and the bartender came over. All the drinks paid for, his hand never once leaving Vel's ass- groping and squeezing as he pleased. Even guiding her onto her feet- literally lifting her up and off the seat by the ass- and walking out the door, leading her away by ass-on-hand. It wasn't a long walk, but all that liquor and alcohol in her must've made it hard for her. But they made it to his car. A slick two-door sports car from the eighties. Definitely /very/ well-maintained, complete with tinted windows and plenty of creature comforts and leather seats. "Go on, take a seat." Cassie did the same- getting inside and looking over at the drunk slut. Without any light in the car- he didn't try to hide his lust for her as much. That fake-innocent smile was one of pure lust now. Vel couldn't tell the difference, not as drunk as she was, anyway. And as she sat in the passenger seat- the hand that'd worked her ass instead wrapped itself around her shoulders; and slipped down the neck-hole of her shirt, cupping her bust while he got the car started, and moving, starting to drive it.

The princess's carry surprised her, as she looked up to you in astonishment, hanging onto your shoulder until you reached into your car. If you had let her walk though, she would've no doubt had a sway with her hips to attract many eyes towards her. Maybe you knew and were greedy enough to keep her to yourself...

Regardless, she sat down in the car as she could barely hide her lust, biting her lips and getting tamed by you slowly but surely as you accessed her breasts with ease. She kept fantasizing about what would happen as scenes of sex flashed through her mind, with her eyes staring at the huge fold created by your hard cock in your pants. It made her desire it so much, she was barely even the same prim and proper girl she claimed to be before she arrived at the bar.

Cassie drove them both back to his apartment; even shifting the way he sat just so that the sinfully thick, throbbing bulge that ran down his thigh was that much easier for her to gawk at. He had no shame- it was too late for the girl to turn back, anyway. She was about to have her life ~ruined~ by this man in a way she never would've imagined; and as he groped away at her tits. The ride was mostly uneventful- aside from her breast molestation. And as they pulled into the dark, dim parking garage of the apartment block, he asked her a simple question. That friendly, cheery tone he had earlier had faded away- replaced with something far, far more sinister; booming- demanding. "You on birth control?" Cassie glanced over at her- turning the car off and unlocking the doors as he climbed himself up and out waiting for her to join him once again.

Throughout the whole ride, she had silently let him touch her breasts, unable to explain why she let him. The mood had gotten really naughty now as the neon lights of green and yellow shone on her body, passing by quickly as they reflected on the exposed nipple. It only took a few minutes but you finally arrived as she stepped out of the car in disbelief, looking at Cassie with a hard-to-read expression. Before she finally surrendered herself to fate, leaning closer until you could feel her breasts against your chest. "Do you even care~?" her implication with this was saying, because I sure don't.

Cassie merely smirked at her as she pressed her body up against his- her plush, soft tits against his brick-like body; dense, hard muscle from top-to-bottom. He could snap her like a twig- probably. But he'd use that strength for something else soon enough. His hand fell onto her ass again; but instead of being subtle- he gave it a good, firm smack- before he sunk his fingers into it, and guided her along with him. "Good." Cassie dryly laughed at that- eyefucking her from top-to-bottom as they made their way up the stairs to his apartment. He unlocked the door- and then, clapped his rough, powerful hand against her ass a second time- leaving a red handprint- even through her shorts, just to tell her that she needs to go inside.

As for the interior! It was plain- about as normal as you could get for a guy in his twenties. Just a small, one-bedroom affair with all the usual bits and pieces expected of these sorts of apartments. But there was a /smell/. That distinct, thick, musky scent of sex- of recent sex. Vel probably wasn't the first girl he'd brought in today.

"O-oh!" she yelped a bit at your powerful hand, feeling her butt sting underneath as she watched your eye practically strip her clothes down already. She looked in the insides, getting a good whiff at your apartment. Her pussy twitched as she felt a twinge of jealousy and got even needier. She wanted to claim him as her own, as her only one.... even though she had only just met him. She didn't want him to have other girls over... and His strong body only made her desire burn even stronger. She wasn't sure how to continue -- would it be too forward to just... drop all her clothes on the ground like a common whore? She was definitely quite tempted, as she watched Cassie's muscles show through his shirt.

Cassie stepped right in after the girl as she stepped and bounced her way into his apartment. The door locked, and he took his coat off- just his gray long-sleeve, some black jeans, and some boots that he peeled off. He let out a low, pleasured groan and sigh as he licked his lips watching her. There wasn't a way in hell she'd ever get to 'claim' him. Poor girl thought she might have a chance- the best she'll ever earn is a side bitch for him to plow and breed daily. But he didn't care. He had plans- plans he was beginning as he slipped his arm around her back; and pulled her into the living room. Unbeknownst to the girl- cameras lined every corner of the room. Blackmail in its purest form. His shit-eating grin only grew wider as he sat himself down on his couch; then pointed at the coffee table in front of it. "Get up and dance for me. You'll like it. Trust me."

"Y-yes sir..." She nods towards you, sensuously showing off her curves and her long legs, giving you a nice slow dance, throwing out her hand, and showing off her figure. She spun around and let you get a good view of her butt. At your piercing lustful look, she couldn't help but feel you wanted more, as she gradually unties her blouse, letting it fall to the ground. You saw her black lingerie right in view, the frills showing off her gorgeous breasts. Though the windows were blocked by the curtains, she couldn't help but feel as if she knew the cameras were watching. And her body only got more and more heated at the idea of people staring at her incredible body.

Cassie enjoyed the show; licking his lips and spreading his legs apart while she sensually danced on that coffee table for his enjoyment. That sneering look about him only growing more vicious and intense as he undid his jeans; letting that monster of a bitchbreaker get some relief from its stuffy interior, and revealing he had a pair of plain, black boxers on that also kept his beastly prick contained. Her body got his prick /hard/, though- and that bulge she'd stared at seemed to only get that much larger- that much thicker, and that much hotter. He let her show keep going on; though. Not objecting to the free footage of the slut dancing for his own enjoyment, even going so far as to give her rear a third, strong smack as she bent over for him. "Go on. Tell me what a slut like you wants to happen to her. Maybe I'll listen."

She gasped as she stared at the massive cock that would likely break her completely, nipples hardening through the fabric, as she slowly takes off her jeans as well, showing you her matching black panties that were stained with her love juices. She had completely lost all dignity and composure by now, wanting nothing more than to submit to him. "Oh... please, dominate me... show me you are mine... I want to feel you... I need to feel all of you." she admits, her hands brushing up against your pelvis and feeling it up and down, as her eyes became needier.

Cassie finally dropped his jeans to the floor as he heard those sweet- sweet words. Score. It was over. And without any further ado- he tugged his boxers off; letting that cock spring itself out; hung like a goddamn horse with how thick it was- practically the size of her forearm, and it pulsed with each of his heartbeats, releasing thick, runny pre-cum endlessly down his shaft. But she doesn't get it- no. What she gets is him tossing those musky, pre-cum soaked boxers onto her face with a laugh. "Enjoy. Huff them." One of his hands went for his shaft- idly stroking it to keep himself hard, while his other hand reached for her bra-clad tits, groping them to his enjoyment.

She looked at you disappointed, of course, she wanted more, but she had no choice but to obey your orders with a pitiful look. She was so turned on as she smells your boxers, making her go insane. She gradually pulls it off as she kneels down, breathing heavily on your dick, her cute mouth opening wide to beg you to use her. She was in anticipation for so long, she felt she might die if she goes any second longer without being used by her master's dominating monster cock.

Cassie practically howled in laughter watching the dumb bitch huff his boxers- that thick, overwhelming, mind-numbing musk from a man as virile as him- seed so potent she wasn't walking out of his apartment with a set of triplets in her just from that smell alone. And as she got nearer to his dick- and opened her mouth? He didn't bite. His cock wasn't immediately jammed down her throat- because what she got instead was the feeling of his hand wrapped around the back of her head; yanking the slut against his nuts- pressing them against her nose, while that bitchbreeder slathered itself and his pre-cum all across her face and forehead. "Clean my nuts. They've been sweating all damn day- and they're covered in some other chick's girlcum; so make sure they're /spotless/."

She gasped in surprise, not expecting you to force her to smell your dominant balls like this. "OH YES, sir~" she nods submissively, immediately beginning to lick you top to bottom. She went as deep as she could, even as she got even needier and needier as you talked about another girl. Your cucking her made her feel even more submissive. She used her skilled tongue to slurp around it, letting you hear the wet sound she was making, along with the sound of her throat struggling. *slick slick slick slick* She made sure to suck on every inch of your tool as she tries her best to fit it all in. Her lipstick is smeared over your balls as she tastes your dirty cock, with the faint scent of the other girls on it.