Date: Tue, 2 May 2023 05:02:35 +0000 (UTC) From: Brandon Subject: Making a High School Cuck Chapter 1 Don't forget to donate to Nifty to make sure this amazing site continues to operate and provide us all with fantastic fapping material. This is my second story with Nifty. Chapters 2 and 3 have been written. If there is interest from this initial chapter, let me know at htnsxy17212@yahoo.com If you enjoy this chapter, check out my other story Best Friend Owns Me in the gay/high school section! Making A High School Cuck By Brandon Chapter 1 I had already figured out by now that I was different than all the other girls my age. Sitting in my 8th grade study hall, I could hear the other girls all talking about which boys they liked. They all were just waiting for Prince Charming to come swoop them off their feet and live happily ever after. What hog wash. All I wanted to do with Prince Charming was to break his spirit and make him worship me. And why shouldn't I be worshiped? I'm fucking hot. At 13, I'm 5'2, long blonde hair, blue eyes and a killer body. My tits started growing early and I could already tell last year that all boys and men wanted me. The men in their 50s were subtle but I could still spot them. The middle school boys were obviously staring at my tits every chance they got. Boys are so stupid and easily manipulated. And I wanted one of those stupid boys as a pet. Don't get me wrong. I love dick, I love sucking it, and I love getting fucked. My ex-boyfriend and I fucked all the time but he just moved to the high school this year so it wasn't convenient to keep him. And the 19 year old who lives down the street has fucked me a few times. His dick is so big and meaty. But, while I love him pounding me now and then, I want a beta bitch to control as well. A favorite activity of mine is going to the high school football games and letting all the horny boys hit on me. I got off on all the compliments and free stuff those silly boys would buy me. I already know I'm hot and boys want me. But, I want to be worshiped. It was a few games into the season when I finally met my prey. He was a nervous 17 year old boy named Seth. At 5'10 with brown hair and brown eyes, he could barely even look me in the eyes. That's fine by me, he can stare at my perfect feet instead. He hung around a couple guys who were hitting on me, but he was being quiet. I made a point to giggle a couple times when he did actually speak and I non-nonchalantly rubbed my hand down his arm at one point as I giggled. I could see the bulge in his pants grow. Boys are so easy. It was later that night when I got a notification on my Instagram that Seth had liked a picture of mine. I love posing in shorts and small shirts and watch all the Likes and Comments pour in. I figured Seth had Liked one of my recent posts where I was showing off my amazing ass in yoga pants. Turns out though the perv had liked a picture from last year when I was 12. He was obviously diving deep into my IG and must've subconsciously hit Like. I can't blame him, though. Even at 12, I was gorgeous. I took this as my opportunity to strike and DM'd him. "See something you like there?" I messaged him. "Err, uh, sorry, Grace. I didn't mean to Like that photo" he replied. "You didn't? You don't think I'm hot?" "No! No, that's not what I meant. You're absolutely stunning. Like, really hot!" "Oh, then you did mean to Like my photo from last year. Do you normally like 7th grader's pics?" "No, I mean. I just...idk" I love making boys squirm. It makes them easier to manipulate. Seth didn't know it, but I had already decided to make him mine. "I'm just messing with you, sweety" I typed. "You can look all you want. Maybe if you're good, you may even be able to touch." "Oh god, are you serious?!" He instantly replied. "LOL, who knows. Pick me up on Friday. You're taking me out. Nite nite!!" I logged off before he could reply. If his dick wasn't in his hand already (which it probably was), it would be in a few seconds. Besides being constantly horny, the reason I wanted an older high school boy was because they had money from working and a car...both of which I will be putting to use. On Friday I had him pick me up. My parents trust me so didn't worry too much when a junior in high school picked me up for a date. I wore a gorgeous skirt that didn't leave much to the imagination. I wanted Seth drooling when I got in his car. I told him I expected him to be dressed well and well groomed. He definitely took that to heart as he looked good enough to eat. I made him take me to a very expensive restaurant and I was not shy about ordering fancy. I think the shock on his face when he saw the bill was only second to the shock when he felt my foot under the table rub up and down his leg a couple times. He blushed harder than anyone I've ever seen and looked down and away from me. Teasing shy boys is the absolute best. I won't bore you with too many of the details over the next couple weeks. I had him begin dropping me off and picking me up from school. After a while, I started having him pick up and drop off my friends too. I wanted to make sure he understood that my time was more important than his. Once he got used to that idea, I started giving him small rewards like a kiss on the cheek or a rub of his leg. He was like a happy puppy when he got his treat. We went on a few more dates and he bought me a few presents as well. One night after a date, he was dropping me off at my house. "My parents are gone on a trip all weekend. Let's go inside." I said to him as I rubbed his leg. His eyes were the size of dinner plates from the shock, I think. He stuttered out something but I wasn't too interested in what. I wanted him inside to begin the next phase of breaking Seth. I turned on some music and flipped the switch to turn on the fire in the fireplace and sat down on the couch. Seth sat in the chair opposite. What a wuss. Here he has the hottest girl in 8th grade in an empty house and he won't make a move. That's okay, I know how to handle him. "Do you like me?" I cooed as I leaned onto one of the armrests. "Oh, ya! Absolutely, I do" he stuttered out. "Do you love me?" I casually asked. "Definitely! You're amazing and I love everything about you!" "Would you do anything for me?" "Yes, anything you want!" I knew he'd say that, of course. He doesn't realize it, but I've been slowly conditioning him over the last few weeks to do whatever I said without question. "That's great to hear" I continued. "Because my feet are killing me and I could use a foot rub. Come over here and massage them for me." He shot out out of his chair and sat on the couch next to me. "Not there" I said sternly. "There" and I pointed to the floor. Seth got on his knees on the floor in front of me and picked up my right foot. He slowly started rubbing my soft, smooth 13 year old foot up and down. His thumbs pressed into my sole in a circular fashion while his other fingers rubbed the top. After a few minutes of rubbing I told him to change feet. He quickly picked up my left foot and repeated the process while I leaned back and moaned in pleasure. Having a foot slave has its perks. "That feels great, Seth" I stated breathlessly. "Do you like rubbing my feet for me?" "Absolutely, Grace! I love rubbing your feet for you." he replied. "Good. You know what's even better? When you use your mouth." He just kind of stared at me, slack jawed. He was lost for words when he heard that. But that was fine by me because I wasn't concerned with what he had to say anyways. I had a different plan for that mouth. "Kiss it, now" I commanded. Like a good little bitch, he bent down and kissed my left foot in his hand. "There's a good boy. Now lick it." There was no hesitation this time. He started licking my feet. Every inch of my foot was well covered by his tongue. He licked each toe and in between them. He licked the bottoms of my feet from the heel to the toe and back down. I had him down there a long time, worshiping me as the Goddess that I am. Now that I had this 17 year old "man" licking my 8th grade feet, I knew I could push him further. "Let's take this to my room. Follow me" I commanded as I pulled my feet away, stood up, and started walking upstairs. I didn't even look behind me. I didn't have to. I knew where my little puppy was...right on my heels like a good boy. As I entered the bedroom, I turned on the lamp for some mood lighting and told him to take off his shirt, which he quickly did. I put my hand on his chest and pushed him backwards until he sat down on my bed. I turned the music on my phone to something I could dance to as I turned around and shook my ass for him. While I couldn't see him, I guarantee he was drooling. I started slowly shaking my young hips back and forth while rubbing myself up and down. Slowly, I lowered my shorts revealing my pink panties. Honestly you can barely call them panties. From behind, you'd almost not know I was wearing anything as my juicy cheeks were fully exposed, only a thin strap running between them. Once I turned around and saw Seth looking at my barely covered 13 year old pussy, I spoke "Bad boy looking at me like that. My eyes are up here!" His eyes shot up to mine and held lock as I approached him. As I touched his knees with my legs, I shot my leg between his and pushed them open so I could stand between him. This not only cemented my place as the dominant one, it also forced his head to tilt all the way up to keep looking where I told him to. That's when I took off my shirt slowly, reach way above my head to show off my entire body. When I looked back down, I could see him sweating and straining. He wanted to look at my tight, young teen body but knew his orders to look at me in the eyes. "Who's a good boy?" I asked, looking down at him. I could see the confusion in his eyes followed by understanding of what I wanted. "I am?" He responded as if it was a question. "You're what?" I quickly asked as I grabbed his jaw with one hand and kept his head tilted up at me. "I'm...uh. I'm your good boy." Seth said as his face showed all the signs of acceptance. "You know what good boys do, don't you?" I continued to push, wanting to break down another wall. "Uh, no, Grace. What?" "Good boys do what they're told. Don't you want to be a good boy?" I knew I had him when he nodded his head up and down while keeping eye contact. "Lean back and take off your pants." I commanded as I pushed him backwards. There may have been a time when he would've hesitated, but that was the past. Now, he was a horny teen boy doing what he was told. As he undid his belt and pushed down his pants, I could see he was wearing gray boxer shorts. I got a little, devious smile on my face when I thought that he has no idea that his days of wearing boxers were almost over. As he pulled those down too, I saw his rock hard cock spring free. It wasn't bad, but nothing special. Just shy of 6 inches and more hair than I would ever tolerate. But, no matter. I have no plans on it ever being used as a cock anyways. All it was at this point was my way of controlling him and bending him to my will. "Look at this. A 17 year old junior in high school with a boner while looking at a middle schooler. What a perv!" I really wanted to turn up the humiliation. I was getting so wet from watching him squirm on my bed like a worm. He stuttered, not knowing what to say as I posed there with my hands on my hips and a stern look on my face. "Is that how you get off? Looking at 13 year olds in their underwear?" I kept pressing while he kept stuttering. I finally decided to put him out of his misery as I lowered my panties, revealing my tight teen pussy. I kept it nice and trimmed at all times. As Seth continued to stare, I climbed up onto the bed, crawling over his body. At one point when my pussy was even with his cock, his eyes got huge! Did he actually think I was going to sit on that thing? What a laugh! He still doesn't know it, but he soon will. I continued my climb up his body and then sat on his chest. My bare pussy touching his bare chest sent chills down his entire body as he moaned and groaned. I looked down at this little beta bitch looking up at me, only my bra still on. I slowly reached behind me and unclasped it, letting my big tits loose. I dropped the bra, picked up my panties and put them on his face so that he could smell it and become encompassed in my aroma. "Breathe in" I ordered. I could feel his entire chest rise. "Hold it." His chest stayed where it was, pressed tightly against my box. "Now out." He exhaled it all. "Repeat." He followed my orders as he breathed in my scent once again. "Again." He breathed in heavily again as I started touching my pussy. The power over this older boy was intoxicating and I was getting so wet knowing I was in control. This was working perfectly. I started fingering myself, first with one finger, then two. I was humping my fingers and in turn, humping his chest. "Remember what I said about good boys?" I whispered to him as he continued to breath me in. "They listen and do what they're told." He nodded his head slowly. At this point, I could probably get anything I wanted from him. I pulled my fingers out of my vagina. They were dripping in my pussy juice. I moved them under neath my panties to wear his mouth was and pried open his lips. As he figured out what I was doing, he opened his mouth as I slipped them in and ran them over his tongue. I wanted him to not only worship my smell, but also my taste. He was drunk on my pussy and completely helpless. "Your mouth did such an amazing job on my feet earlier that I have another job for it" I said as I slowly pushed my fingers in and out of his mouth. With that, I took the panties off his face and removed my fingers from his mouth. I looked down and saw his eyes were out of focus. Good, just how I wanted him. I crawled further up his body and pushed my legs over his shoulders before sitting down on his face and using it as a throne. "Tongue" was all I said before he got to work eating my pussy. I leaned back and started rubbing my body up and down. My hands wandering over my tits and legs, then back up through my hair. I then felt his hands grab my thighs from the outside. "No hands! I didn't say you could touch me!" I exclaimed as he quickly removed his hands from me. I continued to grind my pussy on his face as I grabbed a handful of his hair and really buried him between my legs. He wasn't very good, but was eager. He'd have plenty of opportunity to learn and improve his technique. I continued to grind his face before I arched my back and moaned as I released an amazing orgasm onto his face. Using this boy and controlling him shook my body to a harder cum than I ever remember having. As I was coming down, I felt the bed shaking. I looked behind me to see him jerking that pathetic dick. "I said no hands!" I yelled as I grabbed both of his wrists and tucked them under my legs, pinning them to the bed. "You need to focus on me, not selfishly jerking off." I could hear him moan something but as I was still sitting square on his face, I couldn't understand him. Not that it mattered. I really didn't care what it was anyways. What I cared about at that moment was that I wasn't done. I spent another 10 minutes grinding him to finally experience my second orgasm of the night, once again drenching his face. As I leaned back to give him fresh air for the first time since I sat on him, I braced my hand on his torso behind me. That's when I felt it. I looked back to see that he had creamed all over his abs, which were sharply raising up and down as he gasped for new air. He came completely hands free! He squirted his entire load just from worshiping my pussy. There was only one way to celebrate this. I scooped up some of his load with my fingers and turned back to face him. With his eyes closed, I brought my fingers to his mouth. Without any warning, I pushed between his lips and wiped his cum all over his tongue. His eyes shot open and he tried to struggle back away from me only to pin himself against my headboard. "Settle down" I softly cooed at him. "Good boys do what they're told. Since you shot your load without asking, you need a punishment. So you're going to swallow every bit of this." And he did. He didn't like it, but that didn't matter. Every time I scooped a fresh bit and pushed between his lips, he didn't fight me. Finally every bit of his load was back inside of him and I climbed off. "I'm pretty tired now. I think it's time for bed. Get dressed and text me when you wake up tomorrow." With that, he dressed and left. I opened up my phone and texted the 19 year old down the street. "Hey Brad. Did those things I asked you to order online arrive?" "Sup Grace. Yeah, these things are pretty weird but they're here. You know the price. Cash plus my fee." "Don't worry stud. I'll get the cash from my new pet tomorrow. He's going to pay for it after all. And, absolutely, come over tomorrow and and you can pound me out as many times as you want." At that, I fell asleep with a smile on my face from my excitement for tomorrow.