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

A Queen and Her Slave (Futa)

18+! Jeez, how many times have I typed that? I'm not even eighteen either. Eh. Please enjoy my dirty mind...

  I gulped a bit as I looked at the girl. "What the fuck did I say about speaking to her?" The boy trapped between her and the wall didn't get a chance to reply as she slapped him again. Each was loud enough to make me flinch, and I'd lost count of how many times she'd hit him. "That dumb bitch does not get on my bad side without consequences, and you will not speak to her. Ever. Do you understand?"
   The boy was crying and shaking, but he seemed reluctant to agree with her. I saw her hand rear back and then my mouth was open. "S-stop!"
   The entire hallway had been full of muttering students watching the interaction, but the second I spoke it was like someone had muted them. Several stared at me, but most were watching as the girl turned around, a sly smirk on her face. "What did you say to me?"
   I felt like I was being crushed under the weight of her gaze, and a quick glance behind me told me I was trapped. I had the wall behind me, students on my sides, and her in front. I mustered up as much confidence as I could, but it wasn't much. "Y-you shouldn't h-hurt him."
   Her eyes lit up with what almost looked like glee. "Really? That's interesting. What's your name?"
   I saw a student or two shake their head discreetly, but not before I'd opened my mouth. "D-Dustian."
   She nodded for a second and stepped closer to me. I involuntarily flinched, but so did everyone else. "I'm guessing you're the new student then." I hesitantly nodded and her smirk turned. "Well, I guess I'm just gonna have to show you what happens to those who defy me. Bend over, hands against the wall."
   The words caught me completely off guard and I stumbled to find my words. "W-what?"
   "Now!" Her yell was enough to spur me into action and before I knew what was going on I was already in the position she wanted. I heard a woosh and I shuddered as something was dragged down my back. "Now, you're going to sit here and take this without complaint. If I hear anything above a whimper, I'm adding ten. You're lucky you're new, because I'm cutting the number in half."
   I opened my mouth to protest, but all that came out was a cry as her belt hit my ass. "That's ten more. If you're not completely stupid, you'll shut up." I bit my lip, trembling. She continued on, reaching twenty as I whimpered and cried under her. I didn't let any of my cries escape, but my sobbing was getting worse as the spanking went on. She stopped just short of thirty, and I let out a shaky breath as she released her own. I'd barely caught my breath before she swung again, nearly twice as hard as before.
   I bit down hard enough to draw blood as my entire body rattled with the force of the impact. But I didn't make any more sound. My entire body was burning from the pain and embarrassment as she fisted my hair and yanked back, forcing me to stare at the ceiling. "Do not ever speak back to me. Do not question me. I rule this school, and" She tugged my hair again, pulling a surprised gasp from my lips as she pressed her own to my ear. "I own you, slut."
   She released me and looked around as I collapsed to my knees. "Where the fuck did Griffin go?" A few people pointed over their shoulders and she stormed off, going to track down the boy she hadn't finished with earlier. All I could do was watch as she left, my brain shutting down as the embarrassment completely engulfed me. No one seemed to pay me much attention as everyone went back to their own lives. What kind of power made these things seem normal?

   She paced my room, humming to herself. "It's cute."
   I was too busy freaking out to respond to that. She was here, in my room, the same day we'd met. I didn't know her name, I had no clue what she wanted, but the was here. "W-what do you w-want?"
   I saw a twitch in her hand and I flinched out of reflex. "First, show respect when you talk to me. Second, don't speak unless I tell you to." Her eyes were full of barely controlled rage as she spoke, and it was enough to keep me quietly trembling. After a second she nodded, like she'd been waiting to see if I was dumb enough to speak back to her. "Quick learner. That's good. Now." She sat in my computer chair, crossing one leg over the other and leaning her face against her fist. "Get on your knees."
   "H-huh?" I stumbled over the word, trying to process what was happening.
   She sighed and it felt like my soul had left my body. Something about her just seemed to smother everything around her. Like she was blanketing every light that wasn't her own. "That's twenty licks for disobeying both rules I've given you so far. Another ten will be added for every second you're still standing." It didn't take a genius to figure out the smart move.
   She watched me from the chair, a dark, predatory grin spread from cheek to cheek. I felt so small, so insignificant. She stared at me for a second, grinning. "You may speak."
   I gulped, my mouth and throat dryer then the Sahara. "W-what do you w-want?"
   "Another ten. Use respect, or don't speak at all."
   I had flinched from her words, and I didn't bother raising my head back up. "W-what do you want w-with me ma'am?"
   She hummed a little and I bit my lip. "Better, but you still need some work. But to answer your question, I want a little bitch at my beck and call. I feel you might be the best person for that."
   A knot was tightening itself in my chest as she awaited my response. "W-what makes you think that ma'am?"
   "Your behavior during your punishment this morning. Once they'd registered in your stupid little brain, there was no hesitation to do what you were told. And I happen to like the way your ass looks." She said it nonchalantly, almost like she was bored. "With some proper training, you'll be perfect. The first slave before I take over the world."
   I gawked at her for a second, and she raised an eyebrow. "Do you doubt me?" Honestly? No. Her dominance, her unwavering confidence. If anyone wanted to take over the world, it'd be her. And I had a strange feeling she would.
   I let my head fall again and squeezed my eyes shut. "W-what do you want me to do ma'am?"
   She chuckled a little and I heard something move in front of me. I opened my eyes as she leaned forward, taking my chin in her hand. "Mistress. You will only call me Mistress, and one day you will refer to me as your queen. Understood?" I nodded a little and she smirked, releasing my chin. She leaned back in the chair and I shivered at the look in her eyes. "Your first order as my slave is to pleasure me. Crawl here."
   I blushed darkly in embarrassment as I crawled to her, stopping when her legs just barely caged me in. She placed one hand on my hair as she undid her pants, licking her lips. She pulled something free, and my jaw dropped as I saw it. "W-what?"
   The grip tightened on my hair and yanked back harshly, making me cry out a little in pain. The position forced me to stare into her face, but even then I could still see her little secret. "That's another twenty for breaking those same rules. Yes I have a dick. You are going to suck that dick. One day, you are going to get pregnant from that dick. Now get the fuck to work."
   She released my hair but kept her hand on my head as a reminder. I gulped and lowered my head to face it. It was huge. At least a foot long, maybe more. Her grip tightened a little, almost threateningly, but I got the message. I hesitantly parted my lips and she groaned. "That's it." Before I could move she shoved me forward, forcing the monster down my throat. I cried out, but her own groan of pleasure drowned me out. "F-fuck. That's really nice. Oh yeah this is gonna be fun."
   I whimpered painfully in response, tears streaking down my face. She used her hand to move my head, lifting it up and then pushing it down. Over and over again. Each time she did, she forced more of it into my throat. There was no time to adjust. It hurt so much all I could do was cry and let her do what she wanted. She started thrusting to meet my mouth and it sent a whole new level of pain through my body.
   She grunted and slammed me to the base. The hairs tickled my nose a little as I coughed and gagged, me face puffier then a marshmallow. I felt something twitch and then she was spraying down my throat. It was sticky and warm and salty and I felt so weird as I tasted it. On one hand I felt wrong, like I was doing something bad. On the other though, it felt natural. Like it was my purpose to do this.
   She sighed and sat back, but she didn't let me move. "Get to cleaning." I felt my cheeks warming up as I gulped down the huge load. It shouldn't be possible to have that much, right? She finally let me start pulling up, but I kept my lips on as I did to make sure it was all clean. When I finally pulled away,  I could feel it dribbling down my chin, my neck, even my cheek. She pulled her phone out and snapped a quick picture. "That's my new lock screen."
   I blushed darkly as she set the phone back down. She caressed my hair tenderly. I'd almost have been willing to say lovingly, if not for the gleam in her eye. "Be a good slave and climb onto the bed." I gulped but did as she said, keeping my head down as I did. I heard the bed creak behind me and then her hands were groping at my ass. It was still sore from earlier, so I whimpered a bit. Bad idea. I heard a woosh of air and then the stinging impact as she spanked me again. I yelped a little, but then her hand splayed on my back. A warning. I shut up instantly and a few seconds later she chuckled, moving her hand to the front. "See? You're already so much better now that you know your place."
   I bit my lip as she unbuttoned my pants, yanking them harshly down my thighs. I winced a little as the tough material scraped my legs, but I didn't make any noise. Next came my boxers, and then a cold breeze. "I honestly figured you'd put up more fight then this. But I guess a slut just wants to be used, don't they?"
   I didn't answer, but she wasn't expecting one either. Her hands continued exploring my sensitive ass and I gulped as she ground herself against me. "You've really got such a nice ass. It would be such a shame if I had to hurt it, wouldn't it?" I bit my lip in fear as she rubbed the tip against my hole. "I'm gonna enjoy this."
   She grabbed my hips with both hands, and in a single fluid motion, she bottomed out inside me. I screamed, tears already forming in my eyes. She shoved my face forward, into the pillows. "Bite down. I don't feel like hearing it." My body obeyed on its own, biting into the pillow and hard as I could.
   She thrusted roughly, hard enough that my body jolted forward with each impact. My entire body was on fire. It all hurt so much. She scraped against my spot and I let out a loud moan, my mouth coming off the pillow a little. She ignored me and continued ramming my insides as hard as she felt like. My insides were getting completely rearranged for her cock to fit. I could barely process the pain. I felt weight on my back as she leaned forward, growling into my ear. "This is why you exist. You were born to serve me. That is all. You will not speak without my permission. You will not sleep without my permission. You will not even eat or drink without my permission. Do you understand me?"
   I nodded desperately, each sentence carving it's way into my mind. "Yes Mistress!"
   She growled again and my entire body shook as she slapped my ass again. "Cum, you dirty fucking whore."
   My mind went blank as I exploded, arching my back. My toes curled, my eyes rolled back. It was the best orgasm I'd ever had. She continued slamming into me and then she groaned, bottoming out inside me again. I felt her warmth flowing through me and I sighed, collapsing into a small puddle of exhaustion and embarrassment.
   She laid next to me, pulling my back against her chest. She didn't pull out, but I didn't care. It felt too good to bother me. She kissed my neck and held me tighter. "You may sleep." Her words were enough to send me drifting off, sore and cozy at the same time.

   The collar beeped and I flinched. The teacher glanced at me and sighed. "You may be excused."
   I blushed and picked up my bag. A few people watched me, but most were used to it. The collar was very special. It had the beep system, which let me know when Mistress wanted me, it had a shock feature, and a special device that helped me find her when she did call for me. Although I already knew where she was. She'd told me yesterday.
   I made my way outside, keeping my head down. She was waiting with a smirk at the bus, eyeing me up and down. "I see you dressed appropriately. Good job." My chest swelled with pride as she wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me with her as she moved towards a distressed looking teacher. "I'm bringing him with me."
   The teacher looked up from a clipboard at us, paled, and then looked back down. "Yep. Okay. He's coming with us. Got it."
   He didn't say anything else as she led me onto the bus, seating me in her lap. I blushed darky as she wrapped her arms around my waist, keeping me in place. No one said anything as they passed us, but I still caught a few surprised looks and curious gazes.
   Mistress grabbed a boy's arm and he jumped, looking at her fearfully. "Sit." He hesitantly obeyed and she released him, wrapping her arms around me. "I'm going to fuck him. You make sure no one sees." Not that it mattered. No one would dare tell her she couldn't.
   He just nodded and looked away, his face almost as red as mine. The teacher climbed aboard and started the bus, and in just a few minutes we were on the highway. The boy kept his eyes glued to the front as she hiked my skirt up, barely pausing to move the panties out of the way. I heard a zipper and then her cock was buried inside me, causing my body to stiffen as I covered my mouth.
   She just grunted as she settled me, pulling me tight against her body. "Remember, don't cum for the ride there and you can sleep with me tonight."
   I just nodded, glad to be out of my cage for the night. "Y-y-yes M-Mistress."
   She released me and pushed me forward a little, so that my face was against the seat. "Bounce. And if I don't cum at least three times before we get there then you're gonna get fucked until I'm satisfied."
   I nodded in response and started slowly lifting myself up and lowering myself back down. It took every ounce of willpower not to scream with the pleasure, but I was doing it. After twenty minutes, she grunted, and I felt the first load burst inside me. I moaned softly at the feeling, but her hand on my mouth cut me short. "Two more to go. Don't get lazy." This was gonna be a fun ride.

   "Your Highness, Britain will fall shortly. China and North Korea are right behind. The world could be yours by the end of the day."
   She hummed at the screen and then looked down to me, scratching between my ears lovingly. "Isn't that good to hear, pet?"
   I purred, my tail swishing behind me excitedly. "Yes my Queen."
   It had taken her less then three years to finally declare war on every nation in the world. In less then a month, only three countries remained. After bringing the US to it's knees, she'd had me get some surgery done. My new tail and ears were proof of that. But she'd had me get a special surgery last night just for this occasion.
   "I'll leave the destruction of these countries to you. I've got to celebrate." The man on screen nodded and then it went blank. She turned to me again and smirked. "Well, I think it's time you gave me that daughter I wanted." I purred in response as she picked me up, carrying me to the bed.
   She laid me down and I spread my legs invitingly, grinning. She pounced on me with no hesitation, thrusting inside me with a single violent thrust. I cried out in the most intense pleasure as she destroyed my hole. My body's one purpose was to serve her, and now I would give her what she wanted. I would get pregnant, and I would give her the child she wanted. I was hers.
   She thrust inside me a final time, and I came with her as she filled my new womb. "That's a good slave."

   "Slave, be a good kitty and crawl to me."
   I purred and did as told, watching as she set the princess into her crib. "Yes my Queen?"
   She flashed a flirtatious smirk at me. "Meet me in the bedroom. I think I'd like a prince as well." I just grinned and did as I was told. Because I was her slave, and she was my queen.

3177! So yeah that's crap but I spent forever working on it and didn't want to delete it. Sorry. I hope you enjoyed my dirty mind.