<door opens, closes>
"Hello! Welcome to ReveReal Lounge! Please, have a seat!"
<stool creaks lightly>
"Well, aren't you adorable? You could be mistaken for a minor! Though, our guard wouldn't have let you in if that was the case! Haha!
"Alright, shall we get started? Please place your palm up in front of you."
...
"Hmmm, college student I see. And I also see ANOTHER college student with you! This one though...well, he's a bit of a bully, isn't he? In fact, a lot of a bully. He bullies you not only in college, but you even went to high school together. "
<starts moving and getting ingredients>
"Now, why is this bully of yours in the center of your mind? It seems like...oh. You, ah, want him to be rough with you. Specifically, the sexual way. You want him to be rough with you just as he is rough in his bullying of you."
...
"Oh, honey, you don't need to be embarrassed! Do you have any idea how many men have wanted to sleep with their bullies? A lot of them! You're fine!"
<gets a few more ingredients and starts mixing them>
"You certainly envision a lot of scenarios with him too. Forcing you to take him in the locker room, the janitor's closet, empty classroom, the back of the school building, anywhere it seems. As long as he uses you until he releases every single drop."
<finishes the drink and places on the table>
"You know, many bullies can be just as rough when they are intimate. I've seen it more times than you think. And I know just the craving that will satisfy you."
<slides drink forward>
"Enjoy. Rooms are to your left, and be sure to lock. I doubt you want anyone to see the state you'll be in once things get heated!"
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This scene of an empty college classroom looked familiar. It looked exactly identical to one of the classrooms from my college. Huge with multiple activity tables and chairs for the students, and a more customized desk and comfortable chair for the professor. The board with writing still on it from a previous lecture was a nice touch. I think I even remember that lecture. Through high school and college, I would often be called over to one of these to meet up with my bully since middle school. Nico Giton.
He's a brown bear beastfolk who, compared to my small stature, was the size of a mountain. Everything about him was chiseled; to his facial structure, to his feet. The gym on campus was practically his second home with how much time he spends there. The very prominent six pack is proof enough. He didn't seem to have any piece of body fat on him.
He was also, infuriatingly, the hottest guy I've ever met in my life. It drove me nuts! Whenever he would shove me to a wall by the neck, I immediately wished he would lift me up, rip my jeans, unzip, and have his way with me! God, why did I have to have a crush on a guy like this!? Even his cocky attitude was hot to me!
This man would constantly harass me ever since we were young. From picking on me, to calling me names, ordering me around, and carrying me as if I weighed nothing. I'm sure I wasn't the only one who he targeted, but I was definitely his favorite. Never really saw anyone else but me staying after classes when told to.
I heard the classroom door open and the man himself walked in, wearing his signature tank top that showed all the right assets. He also wore slightly ripped jeans and some running shoes. He had a shine to him when he entered, no doubt coming back from the gym.
He looked at me and gave a cocky grin, "There he is. And here I thought you wouldn't come after I forced you to be our maid at the party."
Oh yeah, that did happen before. Honestly, it wasn't all that bad. Especially since some of the guys tapped my ass as I was passing by them. Probably the most action I would EVER get with them. (I also ended up finding out later from some of the guys' girlfriends that I looked pretty good in the outfit. Coincidence?)
"Well, good thing you are here! Because I have something
very
important for you to do."
He then pushed me until I fell on top of one of the activity tables behind me. I looked up at him expectantly. This is definitely part of the course of what he would do.
"See, I've gotten VERY dirty at the gym, and I COMPLETELY forgot to take a shower."
Ah, I know what happens here. He's gonna ask me to help clean his body as if I'm his personal servant. I've had to wash his back, shoulders, arms, legs, even feet as thoroughly as possible. And I couldn't stop until he was satisfied with how clean he was. He always wore a towel though, so I never was face to face with his junk, nor cleaned ever cleaned it (which I was both thankful and remorseful about).
I HAVE seen it before though. Had to be hidden so he didn't notice me, but I've seen that monster of a dick when he DID shower. Pretty sure that became my fap fuel for a whole week.
I suddenly felt a furry hand grab my neck and lift me up to his face, "Hey, are you listening? You are going to get me clean. Do you understand?"
I could only nod, more focused on how close we were.
"Good, then..."
He moved my head until my face was right in front of...his armpit.
My eyes widened. This was definitely different. Being this close, I could smell the undeniable stench of musk and sweat. It filled my nostrils until my brain could only think about just that. It was intoxicating. It was wonderful. And I needed more.
Nico chuckled, "Go on. I said you were going to clean me. So do it.
All tongue
."
My body reacted without me thinking. I took out my tongue and gave a big lick. Oh my god, the taste alone made my dick rock hard in seconds. So salty and musky, I dove into his armpit and proceeded to lick all over like a dog. I moaned and moaned as I got more of that tangy taste, I didn't even realize that Nico was no longer holding me.
Grunts and growls came out of his lips as I enjoyed my feast. He seemed to also be enjoying it but I was more focused on continuing what I was doing.
"
Thaaat's it. Keep at it. Do a good job and I might reward you
."
As if I needed any more motivation. This was already more than I could have asked for. But I'm not gonna say no to more.
He once more grabbed my neck and move me to the next pit. I repeated the process and felt my jeans get tighter as I felt my dick wanting to come out of its cage.
"
Fuuuuck, look at you. You dirty little slut. You're loving this, aren't you? What a fucking faggot
."
He pushed me off him and looked down at me. I was still in a daze so I could barely make out his face, but that smirk of his was very noticeable.
"You know what? There's a place that needs a really
nice
cleaning. And it's perfect for a fag like you."
He slammed me onto the table so fast that it almost gave me whiplash. As I recovered, I tried to look back at him but was met with a close look at his now exposed cock.
I stared at it with a hunger I never knew I had. As I've said, I've seen his dick before when he uses the gym showers. I was even lucky to have seen him masturbate one day; with the manliest and sexiest grunts I have heard. But dear lord, that cock was something to remember. A big, fat, brown piece of meat with pulsing veins that could easily be mistaken for a piece of log.
I've not only jerked myself off to it, I've even bought myself dildos that were just as big as his. While it did take a while to get used to them, I was adamant. And every time I used them, I would think about Nico's dick thrusting into me.
Said dick was now swaying in front of me, like how one would do with a treat to a pet. And my eyes just followed its direction. Holy fuck, he was big! Probably longer and thicker than my forearm! And that musky smell that his armpits had? Was tenfold down there. I wouldn't be surprised if I end up smelling like him for days after this. (Even if it WAS all in my mind.)
Another chuckle came from Nico, "Now
this
, needs a very full cleaning. So, work that little mouth of yours."
My mouth opened so easily, I don't think I had any control of it anymore. The second the head touched my lips, I moaned like a bitch in heat.