break me

I moan at the emptiness, and quickly, desperately get to my feet, not bothering to put any clothes on as I wobble out of our bedroom and to the next door over. My flatmate lets me in after I knock, and I immediately fall to my knees and beg him to cum in me.

He sighs. "You're interrupting my game, ya know." I whimper, pushing my tits out to entice him. I've changed my appearance so much since my girlfriend made this rule, growing my hair longer, wearing more make up, anything he mentions liking in a girl, in hopes he won't reject me. He gives me a once over, then pulls out his cock. "Fine, but you gotta suck me off first."

I should be ashamed how I starts drooling as soon as I see his dick, long and thick with heavy balls my mouth is instantly drawn to. It's painfully big, choking me once he's full and hard, then abusing my cervix when he fucks me. I tell myself I don't crave this, legs bent back by my head as he mounts me, tell myself that I hate the way he gropes my tits, the feeling of him pulling out to slap my clit with his dick.

"Fuck I love your cunt," he groans, fucking into me harder and faster, like using a fleshlight. "Such a good dyke, you love my cock too right?"

"Yes sir," I moan, wishing it were a lie. "Love your cock."

"Not really fair this only happens when you want it, huh?" he says. "I should get to use this hole whenever I want too, shouldn't I?"

I keep quiet, not wanting to say yes, but then he starts pulling out and my mouth moves without thinking. "Yes! Yes, whenever you want sir."

He grins, flipping me over and fucking back in, hard. "Useless little lesbian, really gonna give up your holes forever just to cum once? Fuck you're a cockwhore."

My face burns, cause that is what im doing, and I know my girlfriend won't mind, that she'll just laugh at me for being so stupid and broken.

Then there’s footsteps approaching and then they stop in front of you. You squirm and beg them to help you, instead they pat your head.

“Aww, who’s a good girl?”

You freeze, horrified and terrified. That’s when you realise that you’re naked, that your breasts are swinging beneath you, that your cunt is exposed to the air. You press your knees together, hoping to hide how despite the terrifying situation, you’re wet.

“I’m—I’m not a girl!”

“Aren’t you?” You feel his hand stop patting you, and instead moves along your neck and down to your breasts. “Then what are these?”

You can’t answer. 

“I thought so.”

You hear him walk around you.

“Now, I know a bit about you. How you dress all manly and like to pretend to be a man, but you’re just really a silly little girl, aren’t you? Don’t worry, I’m here to help you. I’m going to make you my pet, my breeding bitch, that way you’ll never forget what you truly are.”

“No— I’m not a girl,” you say scared. “I don’t want to be your pet. Let me go.”

He slaps your face. “Good pets don’t speak. They bark. And that’s why you are, aren’t you?”

You open your mouth then close it.

He sighs. “We’ll get you barking soon enough.”

You don’t move. You aren’t going to be his pet.

“Now, present yourself to me.”

You tremble, you don’t know what he wants you to do. 

“I expect you to do as you’re told, bitch,” he slaps your ass and you cry out in pain. “Present.”

You don’t move, and so after he slaps your ass a second time, he shoves at your back with his foot. You fall face first, ass still up and legs now spread to keep the rest of you from falling.

“Much better. It won’t take too long to train you.” His hand rubs against your ass, smoothing over the sting from his spanking.

Unable to help yourself, you lean into his touch appreciating the comfort.

His hand sliding down along your ass, between your ass cheeks, but not towards your pussy. You feel something smooth and cold replace his hand, but you don't know what it is. It rubs against your ass cheeks, between them, just barely brushing against your pussy.

Then to your horror, you feel him push it against your asshole. You clench down in fear, and then scream as he forces it into you, filling you up. It’s not his cock, it’s too smooth and it’s pointed, and it is stuck there in your ass. Then something fluffy brushes against your ass and your realise that he stuck a buttplug tail in you. You beg him to take it out.

He spanks you in response. Hard and again and again until you’re crying and whimpering, curled up on your side.

“Pets don’t speak, but don’t worry I’ll help you be a good girl and you won’t ever forget that.”

He turns you over so that your vulnerable stomach is stretched out in front of him. You feel him slide a boot between your legs, keeping you spread in front of him, then some shuffling and you feel a weight against your pelvis. He presses his boot down on your crotch, grinding it against your hard little t-dick. It hurts, but pleasure shoots through your body as he presses down harder.

“Are you going to be a good little bitch for me?”

You whimper. 

“Good little bitches get bred, don’t you want my cock in you? Don’t you want to be bred? I’ll make you a mother, don’t you want to do your duty, to fulfil your purpose.”

You shake your head, tears running down your face, but your pussy is wet. Your cunt wants to be filled with his cock, your womb wants to be knocked up with his child. You’re lying to yourself when you say you don’t want it.

“Aww, are you sure?” His boot moves from your t-dick down to your pussy, rubbing between your folds. “You seem so wet. Something must be wrong with you then, if you don’t want to be a mother yet your pussy is so wet… Maybe it knows better than you, that you are supposed to be a breeding bitch.”

You feel his finger barely brush against your t-dick, against your pussy. It makes you quiver and instinctively push towards him. He chuckles and then steps back.

“Present.”

This time you don’t whimper or hesitate, you scramble to your elbows and knees, arching your back and raising your ass up high.

“Oh, what a good girl. It seems you can learn after all.”

You feel him place his hands on your ass. Squeezing tightly as he spreads you apart, and then you feel something nudging between your pussy lips. His cock presses against you, head popping into your tight cunt with so much force that it makes you gasp. He rocks back and forth in your cunt, and it’s embarrassing how quickly it makes you wet for him. Then, he starts tugging at your plug. He starts thrusting it in whenever he pulls out, and then pulls it out when he thrusts in. You’re never empty, and it makes you so wet, so desperate. You can feel yourself getting closer to cumming. Desperately you don’t want to, you know if you do there’s no going back, that if you cum like this you could never go back to pretending to be a boy.

He shoves the plug into you, and then his hand is rubbing at your t-dick.

“Be a good girl, come on. Think about how good it feels to have me play with your little clit.”

You whine and gasp your clit twitching under his touch, and he laughs. 

“How good does it feel to have my hands on these tits? Soon they’ll get so big, and I’ll have to milk you when you’re so full of the baby you’ll bear me.”

He groped and squeezed at your tits, then he tugged on your tits painfully, and you were shoved back onto his cock. You gasped and cried out as his cock slammed against your cervix and you clenched down over him. You were so close to cumming.

“Good girl,” he said. “Taking me in so deeply. You’re so good. You’re gonna be such a good breeding bitch for me, aren’t you mutt?”

 You whine as he grabs your hips, shoving you back and forth, using you like a cocksleeve. That’s all you are. A cocksleeve pet for him to breed and fill. You moan and whine clenching around him, unable to speak but begging for him to fill you up with his cum. He thrusts harder, filling you up so much. You’re so close to cumming.

“Come on, bark for me. Be a good girl and bark and maybe I’ll let you cum. Wouldn’t you like that?”

In your desperation, you don’t even think. You open your mouth and bark. Again and again. 

“What a good breeding bitch."

He thrusts into you deeply, driving in the plug at the same time. Filling you up with so much. He cums in you, rubbing at your little clit. You scream and howl as you finally cum, clenching over his cock. As his cum fills you, pushing against your womb, filling up your womb with all his seed. You know he has bred you. There's so much cum, it's filled up your womb, it presses against his cock, and then as flows out of you. You’re so full of his cum.

“You have no idea what you’re talking about” I tried to tell him

Turns out that’s all the motivation he needed to push me to the ground face down, and yank my sweatpants off me

“Oh i don’t know what im talking about?” he grunted as he pulled my underwear off me and lift my ass into the air

“How about you decide then?” he snickered while running my dildo up and down my slit, “this is what you want right? this fake lil thing?” he pushes its entirety into my cunt in one go and I shriek.

“Stop stop please stop please” I sob as he continues to abuse my hole. The dildo continues to jab at my walls, making me cry out in pain.

“I don’t know sweetie it doesn’t sound like you like it that much. Good thing I have something that can make you feel so much better.”

He pulls the toy out and all of a sudden I feel a wet swirling sensation around my clit. I whine and try to crawl away but he pulls me by my thighs, latches his mouth around my clit and begins to suck.

I let out the loudest moan of my life. “please,” I try to gasp “stop im sorry im so sorry”

“Don’t worry baby just wait till you see what real cock can do”

He moves away from my pussy and for a second I think everything is over. Then I feel something rub against my slit and I realize his dick is entering me. He eases in slowly and I gasp as he grinds against my g-spot.

“Please,” I whine, “Fuck”

He takes my whines as encouragement to fuck into me faster now, purposefully hitting and grinding against that spot until I’m squirming and crying out “I’m gonna cum!” He takes it as encouragement to fuck me faster now, refusing to stop until he groans and cums deep in my cunt.

He pulls out, and leans over to press a kiss on my cheek as I lie dazed and helpless on our living room floor.

She called me Daddy when I stepped into the ‘bedroom’.  It didn’t cause me to hesitate or think twice at all, as I instantly understood.

The fucktoy had brought her best friend, Katy, with her tonight, desperate to earn my favor by bringing me a new plaything.  Her friend was a lovely, stunning girl.  Quite well read and educated, who had dressed up to the nines.  I welcomed Katy at the door with a kiss and lead her in the room as the fucktoy stripped outside, per the rules, and got to her hand and knees inside just to the side of the door.

Katy and I spent a few minutes on the couch discussing her desires and play history, ignoring the fucktoy who was clearly scowling and jealous, and I asked her if she would love to play a different game tonight than submitting right away.  She was eager to play.

The game was simple, I sent the fucktoy to the ‘little girl’s bedroom’ that I made out of my spare room, and made her dress up in the little girl clothing I had there.  Then she was forced to color on the floor, watching a Disney film, as I cooked dinner with Katy, and we flirted and made out.

Then I sent the fucktoy to bed in her little girl’s bedroom, and took Katy into the master bedroom. For the next two hours, I fucked Katy hard and long with my strapons, making her moan and scream.  I knew there was no way the fucktoy was actually asleep, and was probably a mix of wet and angry with envy… which was exactly what I wanted.

Fast forward back to me walking in the room, wearing my strapon and it was still slick with Katy’s juices.  I was Daddy now, and the fucktoy was my little girl, and Katy would be her mother.  The scenario was set.  The fucktoy was on her knees in the doorway in a moment, licking clean “Daddy’s” cock of “Mommy’s” juices, eyes big and wide.

“Daddy… can… can I play Mommy games with you?” she whispered.

I reached down to wrap my hand in her hair, and then slapped her face hard.

“No, sweetie.  Daddy has other ideas for you, things he doesn’t do to Mommy.”  I dragged the fucktoy onto her bed, slapping her hard again and spitting on her as I did so.

“Don’t worry about crying or screaming, baby.  Mommy will just think I’m giving you the spankings I told her you earned.”