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Story by GhostInTheMachine
My second futaxmale story, I like constructive feed back, there may be a sequel, tell me what you think or what you'd like to see!
-Edit- I'm working on formatting, so bear with me, FP isn't really cooperating :P
Chapter 1
Hans shifted nervously in his desk, twiddling his thumbs. Looking two rows over to his left, he scrutinized every detail of who must have been the most beautiful girl in the classroom, if not the entire senior class. Her shoulder length blonde hair fell upon her shoulders, as her shining blue eyes shifted back and forth across her notebook in front of her. Her delicate features, from her soft face to her slim figure, with her melon sized mounds and wide hips, there was nothing on her body that kept Hans’ mouth from watering. Cracking his neck, he tried to focus on his work, and not glare at Christine, as he did every day, and naturally everyone noticed, making him the “class exile”. Hans excelled in his studies, but his peculiar “quirks” prevented him from having friends, let alone a girlfriend, and sexually deprived. Being around 6 foot, average build and matching brown eyes and hair, he wasn’t bad looking, and he couldn’t understand why he was so rejected. Hans couldn’t take it, even the ugliest girls would reject his most casual or friendly approaches, today he figured he would change his luck the hard way.
School ended for the day, and Hans packed his things and headed out the door with everyone else, but unlike everyone, he kept a safe distance behind Christine as she walked down the halls. He knew her schedule, and she didn’t have any after school clubs today and she would head straight home, but his plans said otherwise. Turning the corner, the narrow hall was vacant, and Hans made his strike. Running quickly behind Christine, he leapt on her back, his arm wrapping around her neck, and his free hand covering her mouth. Wrong move. Although he knew her after school schedule, he had obviously not known of her at home activities. With an ex-marine father, she knew more than enough how to defend herself. Biting down hard, Christine drew blood from her assailant. Although he was larger than she, Christine lunged back, and slammed him into the wall behind her. Feeling his grip weaken, she grabbed for his arm and slung him over her shoulder, a loud thump resonating through the halls, as Hans coughed, gasping for breath.
“What the FUCK do you think you’re doing you freak!?” Standing over him, she leaned in close to Hans, growling in his face.
“Oh God, oh God, I’m sorry!” Hans pleaded his hands drawing to his face to protect it from any further hitting. He thought he had the drop on her but he was dead wrong, and all he wanted was to get out of here. It was a bad sign she wasn’t yelling and screaming, that probably meant she was going to kick his ass, then report him for assault. Thinking fast, he rolled over and began to crawl away, planning to stand and run, but his plan was cut short when Christine pounced on his back and flipped him over.
She giggled sweetly and came close to his face “Not today” Christine moaned seductively as her right arm cocked back and delivered a nasty blow to his face knocking him out cold.
Hans came to, slowly opening his eye lids. His vision was blurry, seeing different stills as he slowly opened and closed his eyes. First seeing a girl locking a door, then rummaging through the shelves, coming back with rope and tying him up, all the while, the girl cheerfully hummed and smiled. Nothing registered in his mind as he didn’t fight back physically nor verbally. His vision cleared when he saw Christine standing in front of him, legs together bending at the waist snapping in his face, one hand behind her back.
“Attention dumbass.” Snap snap snap “hey, dumbass wake up, I know you can hear me.” She grabbed him by the chin and straightened his head which had begun to fall to the side. The repeated stimulus of her hand and the snapping brought Hans to a more conscious level as he realized he was restrained and the tables had been turned completely. He fidgeted about, trying to move his arms, only to discover they were tied to a rack above his head, he feet too, tied together. Hans tried to speak, but his mouth was covered.
“Don’t you even think of screaming” Christine ordered before ripping the duct tape from her victims mouth, he only uttered an “ow”. “You’re probably wondering why you’re here, and why I haven’t gotten your dumbass in trouble… and the answer is simple.” Christina trailed her index finger from his jugular to the lower chin, lifting it up gently. “that’s because you have what I want…” She stood erect, placing her hands on her hips, a smirk on her face. Hans looked up meekly, his eyes walking up her bare legs only pausing at her black panties for a moment before continuing up her dress, following the tie right up to his dominatrix’s face. She leaned back in and her hidden hand came into view, followed by a
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