My Dirty Mind (It's back!!!)

Sleeping Bunny (Futa)

18+! This is going to get very, very perverted. And probably very long. Not sure yet. And I know, 'another futa chapter?!' You guys love em, so stop complaining. Now please, enjoy my dirty mind...

   I felt a shudder travel down my spine as I stared at the arch above me. Chaney's School for Rehabilitating Troubled Boys. My brand new hell. I could see several girls walking around the courtyard, each giggling at me as I was escorted through the large gate that seperated this place from the outside world. I could never meet their eyes. I knew what they were, just like they knew what I was.
   I didn't have a clue who Chaney was. She'd come and gone long before my time, but she started this school as the war for dominance was drawing to a close. As the futas snuffed out the last of the resistance, her school was a great place to send the boys unwilling to cooperate. The boys they called Sleeping Bunnies. I still gulped every time I thought of what that meant.
   "But what is a Sleeping Bunny? I heard an older girl call a boy that at school."
   "Those are boys who say they don't want to be with a futa. That's the sleeping part. Cuz once they 'wake up', they start acting like desperate bunnies."
   The grand double doors opened and I felt my body seize up in fear. The place was crawling with futas, most that had a boy pinned against the wall or on his knees. This is what happened to Sleeping Bunnies.

   I was sitting in a chair with my legs pulled up my chest as I waited. The ladies behind the counter were finishing my paperwork, making sure I had a room to stay in. The usual things they do at a prison. Finally one of them called my name and I hesitantly came forward, waiting quietly as she explained everything.
   "So you'll have homeroom with Davidson, Science with Emily, Gym with Rosa, Math with Bellic, English with Cullen, and then Submissive Studies with Rosa again. Understand?"
   I nodded a little, refusing to look at her. When I spoke, it was practically a whisper. "Yes ma'am."
   "You'll be in Dorm C, Room 231. I'll have someone escort you around. Take a seat." I nodded again and sat down in the same chair as she pressed a button. "Would Rebecca Swae come to the office please?" What the hell kind of last name was Swae?
   I waited a few minutes and then jumped as the door opened, shrinking against the wall. The girl who entered was tall and muscular, with straight black hair and brown eyes so dark they almost looked black. She took one look at me, smirked, and then sauntered up to the counter. "You called?"
   I watched her in fear, my heart beating in my ears. I didn't want to be alone with her. Well, I didn't want to be alone with any girl at this school, but she seemed to scream danger. "Yes, we have a new student and I figured you could show him around. You'll be allowed today off and just escort him around to his classes and his room."
   I gulped as she turned to look at me, smirking. "A cute little Bunny like him? I can do that."
   I blushed a little and looked away. This wasn't gonna end well. "Thank you Rebecca. Here's a copy of his schedule and the key to his room. I'm sure you'll keep it safe."
   I looked up quickly, panic filling my chest. "S-she gets a key?"
   The woman behind the counter gave me a small smile. "Well yes. We'll be shifting her schedule around some to match yours as well."
   I gulped and stared at the glistening key in her hand. "I-I didn't get a k-key."
  The lady cocked her head sideways in confusion as Rebecca smirked. "Bunnies don't get keys. That goes to your handler. Me."
   She stalked towards me and I shuddered, trying to melt into the wall behind me. "H-handler?"
   She caged me against the wall with her arms and I whimpered fearfully, turning my face away. I could feel her breath against my cheek and ear when she spoke. "We don't want a cute lil Bunny doing something stupid, do we?" I gulped and shook my head. I had learned my lesson about arguing with a futa. She leaned closer and I whimpered again as her lips pressed against my ear. "And besides, without me to watch over you, every damn girl in this school would bend you over the second they got a good hold on you. Is that what you want instead?"
   I shook my head a little, gulping. "N-no..."
   She laughed and pulled away, looking down at me as she straightened her back. "Not yet. That'll change soon enough though."
   I whimpered quietly as she picked up the duffel bag I'd brought with me, hefting it in her arms. "Anything of value in here? Sentimental or otherwise?"
   I shook my head a little, trying to fight off the wave of nausea. "J-j-just some old hand-me downs."
   She nodded a little and then looked at the woman behind the counter. "Could we stop at the incinerator first?"
   My eyes snapped open and I jumped up, trying to grab the bag. "N-no! P-please!"
   Rebecca growled and then I cried out, falling to the floor and holding my cheek. She dropped the bag and crouched down in front of me, gripping my chin tightly and pulling me closer to her face. "If you ever try to take something from me again, I will do a lot worse than backhand you. Do you understand?"
   I whimpered softly and nodded, biting tears building in my eyes. I wouldn't cry. Not here. The last thing I needed was to look weaker than I already was. She released me and stood up again, looking over the counter. "So will it be okay?" I couldn't see the woman, but Rebecca smirked after a few seconds and then turned her attention back to me.
   "You can get up. Or crawl. I'm personally fine with option two." I choked down a whimper and stood. She smirked at me and then her eyes popped open. "Oh yeah, can we stop by the Closet before that? I'll need to get him outfitted." I didn't like the sound of that.
   The woman nodded and then waved us on. Rebecca wrapped an arm around my waist and led me out the door. The hallway was empty now that classes had started, but I could still hear faint moans and skin hitting skin from somewhere. I didn't want to find out where. Rebecca gripped my waist tighter and kept me moving quickly. "I'll warn you now, don't go to the bathroom without me. Granted, I'll fuck you silly myself, but it's either me or whoever else is in there. I've heard of boys going in there and getting gangbanged for days on end. And you do not want to have to crawl around the school while you wait for the swelling to go down."
   I gulped and made a mental note to avoid the bathrooms at all cost. She stopped me at another large set of double doors and I felt her hand start drifting lower. "S-stop."
   She laughed and groped my ass roughly, making me whimper. I felt myself burying myself into her side on instinct. She laughed again and pulled my chin up to look at her. "I will do whatever the hell I want with you. If you open your mouth again, then I'll fuck you senseless right here and now."
   I bit my lip quickly as she relaxed her grip, but she didn't move her hand. She pushed open the doors and I gasped loudly as I looked around. Calling it a 'closet' was just wrong. The room was the size of a small store, complete with a half dozen aisles. And all of them were lined with women's clothes. I instinctively hunkered against her, whimpering softly. She chuckled and pushed me forward, towards the first step in losing myself.