A Femdom’s Idea of a Warmup – BDSM


School soccer player, Kaitlyn, met her boyfriend, Wyatt, before class looking decidedly less confident and high-spirited than usual. Having been with the girl for over four years, Wyatt knew immediately something was amidst. Yet with her sometimes brazen attitude he was cautious about asking his dominant yet playful girlfriend what the matter was. His love and worry for her overcame the desire to avoid souring her mood further so he bit the bullet and proceeded. He was immediately rewarded for his bravery with her confession.

Kaitlyn admitted that earlier that day she had enlightened two of her friends from the soccer team about her daily ritual for match days. She went into detail about the arrangement she had with her partner. Recently, she’d been using Wyatt before their soccer games and had discovered how beneficial it was to the way she played. The girls had noticed the change and challenged her about it. Kaitlyn felt she had no choice but to admit that she got her boyfriend to go down on her just before a match. When she went into it, the girl had little restraint. She had gotten caught up in admission of the deviant act – going into details about what the pair got up to. In the process, she had enchanted the two girls who were soon willing to distribute the experience. There was one thing that got in the way of their pursuit, however, something that they lacked. And that was boyfriends of their own.

“They were really downtrodden…” Kaitlyn said as she nibbled on her bottom lip, preparing herself for the biggest part of the confession, ” so uh… I might of… without asking you first I kinda… I said you’d do it for them too…”

Wyatt said nothing. He was lost for words initially but as Kaitlyn started to apologise he quickly found the words, “no no it’s totally fine!”

He had to hold back his excitement so as to not give his slightly possessive girlfriend and dominant partner the wrong idea. He was quick to say he would agree in order to “help” the team. He avoided saying “I’d love too!” as true as it was. He had never even considered being with another girl but the prospect of being used by others with his girlfriend’s consent was the most thrilling thing he wondered he could ever be a part of.

“I know how much you love your sport and your team, and I love you and want you to be happy so I’ll help you all out next game day, yeah?”

Kaitlyn’s face broke into a broad smile. She pulled the boy who was smaller than her in both height and muscle mass into a tight hug. Wyatt laughed and hugged the slightly taller girl back.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

~~~

Classes that day were spent with Wyatt’s mind elsewhere. He was called out multiple times for daydreaming. In fact, for the next few days, Wyatt could think of nothing else but the next soccer game. He couldn’t wait to “help” Kaitlyn and her friends out. The fateful day finally arrived and Kaitlyn confirmed with him whether it was still alright or not. He looked up at her with his sparkling blue eyes and said, “of course.”

Due to the nature of gendered locker/changing rooms, Wyatt couldn’t just waltz in without a hassle. Therefore, he and Kaitlyn arrived early before the other team members in order to sneak him in without being noticed and subsequently reprimanded. Kaitlyn stowed him in a spacious yet dark broom closet which was fortunately roomy enough to comfortably house the couple and the two other girls. She told him to wait there and he did so on his knees whilst she went and fetched her friends.

As usually selfish as Kaitlyn was, she found herself more than happy and eager to distribute her “things” with the other soccer girls. She loved him and as much as she would usually want to keep him for herself, Kaitlyn found that the desire to help her team in any way feasible outweighed her commonly selfish nature. Like Wyatt, she was definitely happy with their relationship. This was the first thing like this that they’d ever considered. Neither of them had wondered of being with other people before. But this was for the game and her friends and therefore different than what someone might accuse as being a ‘swinger’ activity. Thankfully, Wyatt loved her equally and so he wanted to do whatever would make her happy. As it stood, he secretly loved the idea the moment Kaitlyn presented it. She was yet to pick up on how truly willing he was to “help”.

In the dark, Wyatt waited with bated breath. It felt like hours had ticked by when the girls finally returned. Kaitlyn was accompanied by Sophie and her best friend Bailey. Both girls were white but tanned, like Kaitlyn. Also like her, they stood taller than Wyatt by a few inches and had the bodies of slightly muscular athletes. Sophie looked decidedly more laid back than the comparatively nervous-looking Bailey. A light was discovered and flipped on, revealing Bailey’s blushing cheeks before she dipped behind Sophie so she could hide.

Kaitlyn step forward and ran a hand through Wyatt’s brown hair. It was a very dominant move that sent a shiver through him. The girl announced she’d be the first to use him to show them how it’s done. She didn’t say it but she would also be demonstrating how rough they can all be. The other girls watched as Kaitlyn circled her prey, stroking his cheek and toying with him by pulling down his bottom lip with her thumb. Then she was pulling down her shorts and panties and immediately Wyatt’s face was buried in Kaitlyn’s pussy.

She kept one hand tangled into a fist in his hair, using the grip to control him completely. He was utterly under her will. If she decided to, she could cut off his ability to breathe by holding his face to her pussy – essentially smothering him by covering his nose and mouth. She does this now, resulting in Wyatt breathing in her heavenly scent. When there was nothing left to breathe in, he scrabbled at her legs. The other girls laughed as they watched his flailing as he ran out of oxygen. Finally, Kaitlyn relented and pulled him back so he could gasp for air. As soon as he recovered, Kaitlyn pushed him straight back into her pussy. This time she left him more room to manoeuvre. Now he could really shine.

“Get to it, whore…”

Wyatt braced himself with his hands on Kaitlyn’s perfectly sculptured hips, keeping himself stable without undermining Kaitlyn’s authority. From there he got straight to it. Kaitlyn wasn’t one for much build-up. Instead of toying with her, Wyatt busied himself kissing, licking and sucking. He delivered well-trained pleasure to his girlfriend through alternating techniques. He started with one of her favourites and swirled his tongue deep into her pussy. He was rewarded with soft moans and light hair strokes. Next, he flicked his tongue over her clit before sucking on it. A louder moan.

Fuck… good slut…”

Now that she was worked up enough, Kaitlyn was ready to finish up and pass on her toy to the next girl. She conveyed her message by simply giving Wyatt’s hair too quick tugs. This was the nonverbal signal they had come up with which told Wyatt to stick his tongue out and be ready to have his face fucked. Wyatt complied immediately, sticking out his tongue to its full extent and holding it firm and straight. As expected, Kaitlyn didn’t go easy on him. She was putting on a show after all. And her audience were loving every minute.

Bailey had come out of hiding to watch with wide, fascinated eyes. Sophie was smiling wickedly, willing to have her turn. They watched in awe at Kaitlyn’s mastery over her boyfriend. She was experiencing pleasure heaven as she fucked Wyatt’s face – his tongue penetrating her pussy – acting the part of an erect cock – while his small upturned nose rubbed against her clit with each thrust. With his clean-shaven face and its features, it was as if he was designed to pleasure women. Soon, Kaitlyn was moaning as she came, finishing over Wyatt’s face which she held to her pussy as she orgasmed.

A humiliating way in which she liked to clean herself was to rub against his hair like a towel. She did this now and was met with laughter at Wyatt’s expense. When she was done, she tossed his head back and step away, not even acknowledging the mess she had made of him. Wyatt was panting heavy and spluttered on her cum. There would be no rest for him though.

“Can I get him to lie down and sit on his face?” Asked Sophie who was nominated to go next.

Both Wyatt and Kaitlyn were thrilled that the question was directed at her and not him. Rightly so, the girl was identifying Wyatt as Kaitlyn’s property – someone who lacked bodily autonomy. They loved that. She stepped forward, brimming with excitement. Kaitlyn answered in the affirmative and with a finger snap and point, commanded Wyatt onto his back. Sophie was quick to disrobe and mount him. Kaitlyn showed her how to hover slightly so she didn’t accidentally and unintentionally smother him, then left her to it.

“R-ready, pleasure toy? ” Sophie asked, slightly failing at sounding as intimidating as Kaitlyn when she talked dirty.

The girl sitting on his face was initially nervous but that soon melted away once she got into it. It didn’t take long for her dominant side to come out as her hips started moving. She began by moving in a circular motion but then quickly decided she preferred rocking her hips back and forth. His mouth was plenty experienced and accommodated to whatever movements she decided to do. As she fucked him like that, Wyatt couldn’t help but let his eyes wander to Sophie’s chest which bounced prominently as she did. As an athlete, her stamina was impeccable. As such, she maintained a face pace that didn’t leave her breathless – unlike Wyatt.

“I feel like I’m in a porno! Except you’re in the position of the girl getting shamelessly used – hah!” Sophie declared as she picked up the pace even more.

Soon she was lost for words though, the only sounds coming from her lips were staggered moans. Kaitlyn had to remind her to keep it down in case the rest of the team heard. Sophie heeded the warning by covering her mouth – muffling the sound of her orgasming as she came. Wyatt’s gaze was torn between her and his girlfriend, who was biting her lip as she watched. She had a lustful look in her eye as she watched her boyfriend being used. She was enjoying this just as much as he was. It was a surprise to both of them.

Sophie then ordered him to clean her up and Wyatt was happy and quick to oblige. He licked her pussy until it was sparkling clean. Then he mopped up the drips that had run down her soft inner thighs. Sophie all but rolled off the boy she saw as nothing more than a toy for her and her friend’s pleasure. She didn’t give him a second glance as she redressed and tapped Bailey in.

Mixed with Kaitlyn’s and Sophie’s juices, Wyatt was quickly drenched along with his own spit. The collar of his shirt was wet with them all. His face had a noticeable sheen. There was still more yet to come. One last girl to please.

“It’s all yours.”

The degrading language caused butterflies to swarm in his stomach. The next and final girl approached. Bailey preferred the less forward approach and had Wyatt back on his knees. It was clear she didn’t know what to do with him at first but he was happy to begin things off. He went through the same motions as with Kaitlyn and was happy to discover Bailey liked it just as much. Her hands found their way into his hair and soon she was in the same position as his girlfriend was earlier. Though she tasted different and her anatomy wasn’t quite the same, not much else made this experience distinct – in a good way. It was a familiar affair that he enjoyed immensely.

“I’ve always liked femboys… and making a mess of them…”

Bailey pulled him closer by placing a hand on the back of his head which she then used to rub his face into her pussy. In the process, she smeared her juices over his cheeks. Wyatt lolled his tongue out, his eyes rolling back slightly as he was taken to sub-space. The little pin-pricks of pain in his scalp, the voyeurism, the degradation and the mess that was being made of him… it was intoxicating. Soon Bailey had finished on him too and also gave him the order to clean her up. He did as he was told.

When he was done, Wyatt was drained. He sat back on his knees and wiped his mouth – further smearing spit and cum. His hair was unruly and tangled. When he ran a hand through it, his fingers caught on multiple knots. He was a mess. And he loved that. So did the girls who were grinning down at their handiwork. He looked at them one at a time, saving Kaitlyn to last. She wore an especially amused look that morphed into disgust. She turned her nose up at him. Then dismissively she checked her phone. It was almost match time.

Wyatt, still in a subby haze, stammered out, “may I please have permission to clean myself up?”

Kaitlyn grinned, impressed at his manners and keeping to the rules they’d established together in their relationship even with business present. It must be embarrassing for him to ask with the others watching but he did so anyway. He’d be rewarded for that later.

“You may,” Kaitlyn answered coldly, “don’t expect any help though, you’re far too disgusting.”

“Mm – revolting!” Sophie chimed in.

“Don’t even think about using the showers though -” continued his girlfriend – “we’ll all be in trouble if you get caught – you will be doubly so,” she spoke down to him, her implications of punishment from her as well as the college clearly being made.

“He can use this!” Bailey said, offering up a fairly ragged-looking washcloth.

Kaitlyn smiled, once again happy her friends were playing along in humiliating her submissive boyfriend. She threw it at him. “Spit on it if you have to, let’s go, girls – we’ve got a game to win.”

Kaitlyn got such a kick out of leaving him like that, in the closet on his knees in such a state. Wyatt loved it too – more than his girlfriend realised. For added effect, she switched the light off on her way out and closed the door – not seeing him as a human but rather as a piece of gym equipment.

The girls went on to win the match, they told him all about it after. Meanwhile, Wyatt had to discover a way to sneak out of the closet, then the locker room, then the building – all without being noticed. From there, he could go into the men’s changing rooms and use the facilities. He only managed to pass the first two hurdles successfully. On his way to the other locker room, he was caught by passing students who all gave him concerned or puzzled looks. They know! He wondered. They know what I’ve been doing! By the end of the day, he was gonna be exhausted from all the thrills he was having.

When the girls found him afterwards, they were buzzing with energy. They didn’t waste a second asking if they could do it again the next game day. Kaitlyn looked at Wyatt. He couldn’t have been happier to agree.

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