My Cheerleader P3

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Warnings - dom reader, Fem boy Timmy, sub Timmy, needy Timmy, cheerleader Timmy, spanking, punishment, tying someone up, putting makeup on a boy, calling partner slut, partner calling themselves your slave, degrading partner a lil, calling partner whore, finger sucking, unprotected sex, personifying genitals

I was on top of Timothée and kissing him deeply. He had just gotten done cheering and I was majorly turned on. His thin form in the body tight outfit was too much for me.

"Sex, sex, I need sex, please, can we have sex, please," he said eagerly.

"Oh my," I cooed. "Since when is your libido so high?"

"Since you," he said as his needy hands squeezed my breasts. "My cock wants you all the time! It just is crazy about you."

"How about you?" I chuckled.

"I am too, all my parts are crazy about you, but my heart and my cock the most," he said sweetly.

"You're goofy," I smiled.

"Sex please," he begged.

"Okay, okay, needy boy, I want to do something first,"I said. I tied his arms above his head as he made needy noises.

"Please, your pussy," he begged.

"Patience is a virtue," I said as went to get my makeup bag.

"What are you doooooing?"

"I'm enhancing my pretty boy's features," I smiled at him. He moaned, because I was technically grinding on him as I moved around to do his makeup. I gave him shimmering pink eyeshadow, and winged eyeliner. I pushed back his hair and placed a kiss to his forehead. I lined his lips with gloss and my heart beat wildly as I realized how gorgeous he looked. Finally, I brushed blush onto the top of his nose, and his cheeks.

"I'm taking a picture, you look so good," I said, my heart soaring.

"Now?" He asked.

"One more thing, I said as I went and grabbed his Pom poms. I stripped off his pants and boxers. I'd taken off his shirt before tying him up.

"Is your cock so hard," I cooed, and I fluttered the Pom Pom over his heavily leaking cock. His hands flailed desperately, trying to get to me.

"Y-yes," he arched up into the feeling. "This is killing me!"

"You know I don't think I'll give into you," I said harshly. I was finally getting to the part I'd wanted to bring up all day.

"What!" He demanded.

"Why did Summer Andrews hug you for so long?" I demanded.

"We're friends," he tried. I whipped his ass with the handle of the Pom Pom.

"Owww, baby," he whined, but I saw his cock stiffen further.

"She was also staring at you in your slutty uniform, why was she doing that?" I snapped, and hit his ass again.

"I don't know, maybe she likes me," he whimpered. He looked terrified because he realized he'd said the absolute wrong thing.

"I'm sorry!"

"You're going to tell absolutely everyone who this massive cock belongs to," I said, teasing him again with the Pom.

"I will!" He promised.

"Is Summer going to touch my boy again?"

"No, no, I'll tell her I'm taken, I'll tell her I'm a slave," he whimpered.

"Good," I smiled. "You're not a slut are you?"

"I am," he said bashfully.

"Oh are you?" I gritted it out.

"For you, I'm your whore," he said desperately.

"Aww," I said, and sunk down on his cock.

"Ohhh ho ho," he cried. I gave him my fingers to suck as I bounced.

"Look at my baby boy, my little slut, he's so needy for me. Just for me though, no one else can touch him. His precious, huge cock, is just for me."

"Yes," he said over my fingers.

"Let me hear that pretty voice," I said, removing my fingers.

"I love you," he said shakily.

"Wait, what?" I asked, stopping.

"I love you," he said honestly, tears in his eyes.

"D-do you love me?"

"Of course, oh of course I do," I said to him. I began to ride him again with a huge smile.

"You're so pretty, so lovely honey," he said adoringly.

"Oh baby boy, will you cum for me. Fill me up," I said.

"Yes, yes I will," he rutted upwards. His twitching cock made me fall over the edge. He was whining and whimpering as I traced his nipples.

"Could I have yours?" He asked. I smiled happily. I got off him and gave him my breast so he could suckle happily. My boy closed his eyes, showing off his makeup as he sucked on me happily. He massaged my ass as he went.

"I love you," I smiled and ran my hands through his hair.

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