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Patient Namjoon(Namjoon Version Smut)

Well, I know I said i wanted this to be a Dr. Namjoon smut but I’ve decided to make him the patient this go round. You’ll see why..  In my next smut which is the threesome with Namseok. This story is a special story for all of you but for four people especially. @dlcute @princess-of-luxury @xnamjoons-slutx@thegirlthatlikesasianboys

I don’t know how to warn you other than saying this is an smut that you may not want to read if you don’t like bdsm that much. It’s also AMBW. I don’t even want to tell you guys what kinks is in it. Just read it. You’ll enjoy it. Word Count: 5501

Your name: submit What is this?

Sitting at your desk with your legs propped open underneath the closed space your fingers danced across your wet clit, the soft sounds of your pussy being played with echoing throughout the quiet room. You had your lab coat bunched around your hips, sliding one finger inside of you curving and wiggling it to find your spot. Back arching a soft sigh left your lips as you felt your stomach muscles starting to clench indicating you would cum soon.

“Ms. Y/N I’m here for my appointment!” A familiar husky voiced called from the door. Jumping you pulled your hands from your wet pussy straightening up as Namjoon pushed open the cracked door and came inside.

“O-oh yes hello Namjoon please come take a seat, I’ll be right with you.” You spoke softly your cheeks flaming with heat.

“Is everything ok?” You heard him ask slowly, the mock concern in his tone made you groan inwardly. What if he found out you were fingering yourself? You would be in so much fucking trouble. Shaking your head, you straightened up faking a sneeze and quickly reaching for the tissue to wipe your fingers and your nose looking back at him.

“Oh, good heavens! I’m so sorry about this Namjoon please forgive me I have to go wash my hands and make sure you don’t get sick.” He smiled with understanding moving to sit in the chair beside you. Getting up you quickly dashed into the bathroom in the hallway washing off your fingers, scrubbing them so that he would only smell strawberries if he was to for some strange reason grab at your fingers. Smiling up at yourself you fixed your white lab button up coat, looking down to check and make sure your red pumps were intact. Hair and lipstick was straight and thankfully not sweaty. You made your way back into the room and Namjoon lifted his head to give you a bright smile his dimples showing as he drank you in.

“My my Y/N. You’re such a beautiful doctor.” He purred lightly sitting up a bit.

“Thank you Namjoon. You’re such a handsome patient. But I’m sure my fiancé wouldn’t like it if he found out you said such things or if I did so let’s keep this professional.” You smirked walking towards your desk.

“Professional. Got it!” Namjoon stretched out, his long limbs moving with him. You watched as the peak of his abs came out while his shirt rose the little teasing show causing your breath to stop momentarily, his hand swiped across your pen holder on the desk in the midst of him stretching causing him to knock it over. “Doctor! I’m so sorry.” He was going to bend down to reach it but you stopped him with your hand up.

“No need. I got this.” Bending over, you picked up the pen holder, also taking your time to pick up the pens as well. Your lab coat had rose up your legs, you knew the peak of your blue underwear were on display for him, how quiet he had gotten. You could feel him becoming stiff, you could feel that heated glare staring at your chocolate thighs and your nice round ass. You knew also that the panties you had on were a size too small showing the outline of your pussy how it would give him a clear view of it with your legs squeezed together.

“All better.” You smiled once the pens were up putting them on the desk sitting back in your black swivel chair grabbing at your dark blue notepad flipping it to a clean sheet of paper. You grabbed at a blank pen looking at Namjoon.

“So, what can I do for you today sir?” You asked him, seeing the faintest of a jaw clench you felt victory in your gut but you made no move to say anything right now.

“Well Y/N –“

“It’s Dr. Y/N.”

“Y/N” Namjoon rasped out your name and you swallowed thick nodding your head.

“Y/N it is then. Continue.”

“Do you always interrupt your patients?” Namjoon asked you. Scoffing you glared at him pinching the bridge of your nose. You clenched your teeth together before you looked up at him who was looking expectantly at you. “Well?”

“Well I was trying to let you speak. No I do not interrupt my patients usually but also my patients don’t try to test my patience.” You growled your voice rising a bit.

“Are you getting an attitude with me?” He asked his voice changing tone lightly and you shook your head.

“I’m not. Let’s start again. I am thankfully that you have come in today to see me. I just want to help you, because I’m the doctor! And whatever you need I will give it to you.” You smiled hesitantly squirming in your seat as he watched you.

“Very well then.” He rumbled out flicking his tongue across his bottom lip. “Doctor. Y/N. Lately I have been feeling a bit tired, my energy is not all the way there. Also, it seems I’m having problems having problems with my releasing process. I’m not cumming right.” He frowned patting his member.

“What do you mean not cumming right?” You asked jotting down some notes in your notepad eyeing him.

“Well, I will have an orgasm. But it’s not a lot. Maybe one or two little drops. And sometimes it’s hard for me to even get turned on or feel the need to fuck my girl. Do you think it’s me?” He asked licking on his bottom lip as he watched you.

“Well, I don’t know. Tell me how do you feel about this girl you’re seeing. You guys are engaged, right?” You asked tapping your pen on the notepad. Namjoon nodded perking up as he stared at you.

“She’s amazing! She’s the most beautiful brown kitten I’ve ever seen in my life. You know how they say that some girls are a tall glass of milk? That’s how I feel about her, except she’s chocolate milk so she’s much sweeter and it’s much better to lick on her nectar. She is so caring, charming and all around just a great blessing for me to have. I can’t keep my eyes off of her when I’m with her, and trust me whenever I see her do little things like show me skin. Whenever I go to her job and see her work I just want to pin her down on the desk and fuck her until she has bruises implanted on her hips and thighs from my fingers digging into her plumpness. And don’t even get me started about those curves that she has. Her full breast, oh and her sweet ass slapping it is the best. I mean she makes me weak doctor. Makes the monster come out of me.” He grinned playfully. Chewing on your lips, you nodded your head feeling the heat starting to rise in your face as you jotted down more notes.

“So, then maybe it is you Namjoon. Let’s give you a regular checkup and see what we can do about your hormones. If anything, one pill of Viagra will do.” You almost choked on your laughter at the glare he gave to you but your hands quickly dashed to grab your stethoscope from the drawer. Hearing something fall, you moved to look back seeing Namjoon stretching again, this time a vanilla file was thrown to the ground, some paper scattered in a pile at your feet. “Ok God of destruction.” You griped out leaning down to pick up the files. Your breast pressed together the peak of them being shown because your buttons were not buttoned that far up. Once you had everything up, you smiled at him standing up. Moving to place the stethoscope against his chest you asked him to take deep breaths. You could feel his heart beating fast, smirking you decided to fuck with him a little more. Pushing the stethoscope against his back your breast pressed against his right arm, your plump mounds resting against his toned muscled arms. He took deep breath, his face turning so that he could breathe against your breast.

“Doctor. You have smooth skin.” Namjoon purred sliding a hand up on your outer right thigh. His finger moving up dangerously close to your heat, fingers ghosting under the confines of your coat.

“I-I do indeed. Please keep your hands to yourself.” You softly whined, trying to move his hand but he was slicker. Moving his other hand upwards on the left side he managed to surprise you and reach his hand around grabbing at your ass cheek.

“Wow doctor. Your ass feels. So, fucking soft.” Namjoon squeezed at your ass cheek with his hand as your hand tried to pry his other hand away from sliding up farther.

“Well it’s not supposed to be hard, now is it?” You asked him. Namjoon chuckled pulling his hand back only to slam it down against your ass cheek causing it to jiggle as he rubbed the flesh. It surprised you and sent a jolt of pleasure dancing up your spine. Your hand stilled for a moment too long and Namjoon had you, his hands grabbing on both cheeks kneading them. His eyes looking up at you as he bit the top button close to your cleavage. A soft gasp left your lips, your hands moved to press against his shoulders. You tried to push him away with some effort but Namjoon only opened his legs wide so that he could pull you close against his body. His hand reached up from your ass cheek to grab at your panties pulling them upwards causing them to dip between your ass cheeks and press tighter against your pussy.

“You cannot t-treat a doctor like this.” You tried not to moan, your eyes were becoming hooded and your mind was becoming jumbled.

“I can when the doctor said she was going to do whatever it took to make me feel better.” He countered looking up at you as he flicked his tongue to lick up the crevices of your breast

“Yes! But doctor still needs to finish your checkup. You were concerned about your energy and parts below right? If you let me go I can help.” Your voice was failing you becoming more of a question and uncertainty when you spoke. Namjoon chucked nipping a part of your skin slapping your ass again. His middle finger sliding down your panties slowly until he was teasing your opening. Sliding his long finger inside. Without thinking you slapped his hand away from you your eyes going wide as you realized what you had just done. Namjoon froze in place, and you felt your doom coming.

“Oh no.” You mumbled softly and with a growl he was charging at you. Picking you up by your legs Namjoon threw you on the bed, he turned you around in his hold, your mind that was frozen for a split second tried to move from him crawl or do anything that would set you free. Namjoon saw your attempts but he wasn’t having any more of you denying him when he knew what you were doing before he even came inside.

Looking around your place, he grabbed at your ankle pulling you down so that he could walk towards the drawer. He kept you with a tight hold around your ankle. You whimpered slightly clawing at the sheets. You brought your leg up bending your ankle and then pushing it down making Namjoon fumble. Crawling off the bed in a quick motion you dashed towards the door with wobbly legs.

“Where the fuck are you going kitten?” Namjoon asked grabbing at a tape measure that was used for measuring your body. He ran after you catching you before you got out of the door. Shutting the door, he slammed you against it, his hands working to tie the tape measure. Once your hands were secure he picked you up over his shoulder walking backwards to the bed, he threw you on it with your face against the sheets. Letting your legs hang over the edge of it he got behind you grabbing at your hips bringing you back to rub against his growing erection.

“Mm someone is such a fucking naughty little doctor. Treating your patients like that.” He jutted out his lower lip as he ground himself against you, his dick starting to harden in his panties. “But now I get to have all the fun in the world. Because doctors cure you, don’t they?” He asked you spreading your legs wide with his. Once you didn’t answer he slammed his hand down to land against your ass raising his voice. “DON’T THEY?”

“YES!” You shouted out throwing your head back. Your legs bucked and you could feel your pussy starting to become wet from just his rough voice alone, but the grinding didn’t help anything it just made it worse.

“That’s right.. And with your sweet little pussy doctor. Daddy is going to make sure he feels cured by the time he is done with you. And look at that, my monster is ready to devour your sweet tight pussy. Or maybe I should fuck your ass and just leave you to bury your fingers back in your pussy like you were doing earlier.” He taunted. You were beyond embarrassed that he caught you, but instead of staying quiet you shook your head looking at him over your shoulder.

“Keep dreaming. You’re a patient who needed the doctors help. I bet you can’t even make me cum.” You smirked wiggling your ass against his bulge. Namjoon gripped at your hips, stopping all movements he slowly pushed up your lab coat to bunch around your waist, he leaned forward dark eyes baring into your own unsure ones.

“I bet I do make you cum.” He spoke in a low tone, pressing his forehead against yours. “I bet I make you cum a lot actually. You’re going to cum so much you’ll be crying for me to stop and I won’t. I’ll only keep pushing you to your limit doctor.”

All hope that you had of getting free or redemption went out the window with that phrase. Namjoon chuckled sadistically pulling away from you he walked from the bed. “Don’t move doctor. We wouldn’t need to prescribe you pain killers, now would we?” The threat that he made to you cause you to bury your face into the sheets staying perfectly still or as still as you could. But after sometime of him not coming back, you peeked up through your hair. Namjoon was treading back towards you with a multitude of things in his hand. Your stomach clenched at the mere thought of what he was going to do to you. He bit his bottom lip placing the toys down beside you coming to stand back behind you.

“I didn’t know doctors kept such things at work. But then again, you’re such a little slut are you Y/N? My little slut.” Namjoon grabbed at a brown paddle that had the words ‘obey’ carved into the front of it. He rubbed it across your chocolate cheeks softly dancing his fingers across your skin. “Peaches and cream, sweeter than sweet, chocolate cheeks and chocolate wings.” Namjoon sung the part out before slamming the paddle down against both of your ass cheeks. Pain shot through your back causing you to yelp out loud, your hands fisting up as you rested against the bed. “Oh look at how red you are.” He commented running his finger softly across your heated skin. Smirking he pulled the paddle back to smack against your ass again the pain making your eyes brim slightly with tears. Your legs shook, the heels becoming wobbly against the floor. Namjoon frowned playfully squatting down he flicked his tongue repeatedly against your heated flesh. “Does it hurt doctor?” He teased biting gently on the space under your ass cheeks. Dropping the paddle, he licked up and down your panties, his index finger finding your clit. He rubbed his finger against the spot watching as your whole body shook with desire. He hummed kissing at your ass cheeks. He pulled his finger back standing up he grabbed at the paddle, moving it to hit just across your ass cheeks. Giving you a round of five smacks that sounded off in the quiet room but your whimpers broke free. “Come on doctor we wouldn’t want your other patients outside to hear you nor the receptionist.”

He moved to your left ass cheek repeating the same process, dropping the paddle on the bed he gripped at your panties that were soaking wet, pulling them down he pressed a long kiss against your pussy. Sliding you out of them and your heels. He placed your feet back on the floor before tapping your ass. “Up on your tiptoes and hold it.” He quietly ordered and you obeyed. Pushing yourself up, your ass was stinging the tears that started to escape your eyes were finding little puddles along the bed sheets but you loved it, the pain was simply amazing though in the time it hurt. You loved it when he was rough with you reminding who was in charge here despite titles. Namjoon used his index fingers to open your wet pussy lips looking at the wetness before him. He puckered his lips blowing air against your slit causing you to whine for him. Your hands tugging to break free but it was no use you were stuck there. Namjoon leaned forward pressing his tongue flat against your slit he licked upwards until he was licking against your asshole and he pulled back to start the process again. Long slow kitten like licks against your slit that would frustrate you to no end because he wasn’t doing anything more. Finally, he pressed his tongue against your clit flicking it rapidly. Enclosing his mouth around the bud he gave a few sucks to your clit, tongue dancing against it while you became a wrecked mess above him. Once he was satisfied he pulled his mouth back pressing two fingers against your entrance. Sliding his fingers inside of you slowly he groaned at your tightness around his fingers the warm walls taking him in fully. He used his free hand to palm himself through his pants letting his fingers stay in place he kept them there until you were clenching them around his digits taking that as a sign to continue. He pulled his fingers out together only to thrust them back into you at a slow pace. Over and over he kept them straight not giving you the satisfaction of having him curl them for you and find your spot.

“Fuck yourself on my fingers.” He told you, not replying to him, Namjoon nodded his head growling. He stood up pulling at your hair roughly his elbow of the same hand pressing against your middle back as he bit harshly on your ear. “Either you fuck yourself on my fingers. I’m talking about bouncing this tight pussy and fucking yourself for me or I will leave you here and I won’t fucking untie you. Take your pick now then, either you’re going to behave as my little slut and get fucked nice and deep or you going to stay here while I go find another doctor that will.” Of course, that was like a slap in your face. Glaring at him you nodded your head you started to push your hips down trying to ride his fingers. Namjoon released his grip a little so that you could move your body more. Eyes drifting shut he tugged harder on your hair. “Keep those pretty brown eyes open baby girl. I’m not through looking in them.” Moaning softly, you kept your eyes on him pushing back on his fingers. Your body moving up and down the bed, nipples rubbing against the lab coat that you had on. “Faster.” Namjoon commanded and you did so pushing your hips down on his fingers as more moans slipped past your lips from how it felt to have him fingering you. “Fuck, look at those nice plump ass cheeks bouncing for me. I can hear how wet your greedy pussy is taking me in. Just imagine the sound it’s going to make when my dick is shoved inside of you.” Your pussy gushed with more juices causing Namjoon to laugh as he leaned down and bit into the left side of your hip. “You feel so good, and you’re getting wet. The little kitten likes my dirty talking.” He smirked pulling his fingers back from you slowly. He brought them to his mouth while looking at you, sucking your essence of his fingers with dramatic licks and slurping noises. He reached down to grab at a rotating dildo aligning it with your entrance. He pushed the toy inside of you turning switch onto the lowest setting. The toy started to move inside of you thrusting in and out of your walls. Head rolling forward in his hold you let his name fall of your lips. Namjoon pulled back to let your head fall forward, moving to grab at the spreader bar he locked your feet in place so that even if you tried to close your legs it would be difficult for you.

He grabbed at his paddle, starting to hit your ass once again he relished in how good it sounded for you to cry out for him. He put the paddle down as he helped the toy thrust in and out of you, turning the setting up he moved to grab at a purple bullet pressing it against your asshole. He watched it pucker up as he played with it, leaning forward he licked around your hole slowly moaning against it he pushed his tongue inside of your asshole.

“Namjoon- I’m.” Your words were short, hips thrusting back against the toy to fill more of the force of it thrusting inside of you, your words were failing you. Your eyes drifted shut and felt your stomach tighten up wanting to feel your release you kept jerking your hips downwards fucking the toy. Namjoon just hummed against you, switching the angle of the toy to press it against your spot. In a few minutes, you were cumming on the toy your hips jerking from the pleasure. Namjoon kept thrusting the toy inside of you not letting it against your spot repeatedly. He moved the bullet to press it against your clit earning a loud shout of protest from you. “Please Namjoon.” You begged gently but he wasn’t hearing it, both hands moving the toys against your clit and soaked pussy you were feeling overstimulated. Namjoon didn’t care though, it was your punishment and you were going to have to take it. Moving back from your ass he licked it again, smirking as another wave hit your body, how you crumpled and deflated against the bed he let you ride out your orgasm again and moved it from your clit sucking your essence off it. He put it down on the bed moving to grab at a row of anal beads circling them around your entrance. He slowly pushed the beads inside of you one by one each one getting bigger until he had all of them buried inside of you. He moved back watching the masterpiece in front of him. He pulled the dildo from your clit licking and sucking it clean throwing it beside you he bent down to grab at your hips turning you over to lay on your back smiling down at you. He lifted your legs upwards and placed your feet on the bed. His hands spread your legs wide pressing them down against the mattress, grabbing at a smaller vibrator he taped it against your clit turning it on max settings from the get go. Moving back, he slowly stripped himself of his shirt and his pants keeping on his boxers. He gripped at your lab coat unbuttoning it until it was open moving you to push it off of your body his hands gripped at your breast. Playing with them he jiggled them and slapped them a couple of times. Moving back, he gripped at a riding crop striking it against your stomach. He watched as the skin turned red, moving to slap it against your pussy it hit the end of the beads causing you to feel them push deeper. Back arching off of the bed you bucked your hips upwards. Namjoon grinned pressing the riding crop against your nipples he started to hit against each one of them seeing how your nipples puckered up and became hard for him. He licked his lips leaning down to enclose his lips around your pert nipples sucking on them. Letting his tongue paint your skin with his spit. A wicked flash across his features as your body tensed up and your third orgasm sucked through your body. He licked a trail over to your other breast circling his tongue around your nipples slowly biting into the flesh. Once he pulled back he put the riding crop down getting in between your legs he licked up to the toy and back down shoving his tongue inside of your wet pussy. He slurped at you shaking his head side to side curving and thrusting his tongue to taste all of you.

It was starting to hurt, the overstimulation and cumming. Your eyes were brimming with tears once again as mixed feelings swam through your body. He held your hips down not letting you move while he ate you out. Body twisting and shaking your orgasm was taking longer to build up due to the fact that you had cum already three times and he was trying to make it a forth. He curved his tongue to roll against your spot picking up the speed of his tongue to make it vibrate against your spot. He let his tongue stay in that place watching as you shifted your hips and arched harder of the bed head rolling back and cries of pleasure escaping your lips. Your voice broke, heart beating erratically as another wave of pleasure slammed into your body.

“PLEASE NAMJOON! I’M SORRY!” You knew what it was about. Telling him no. And you regretted it. Namjoon pulled back from you after he sucked up your cum and kissed at your parted thighs.

“Sorry can’t fix everything.” He reminded you as he freed his dick from the confines of his boxers. Crawling on the bed he moved until he was straddling your chest, not sitting on you he let his knees dig into the mattress. One hand gripping at your hair and the other on the bed he tilted his head. “No will I have to make you use your pretty little mouth?” He asked letting his dick tap against your bottom lip the tip smearing precum against them. Shaking your head, you opened your mouth slowly for him letting your tongue roll against the head of his heated shaft. Moaning lowly, he lurched his hips forward burying his dick inside of your mouth. He thrust his hips forward, letting his balls smack your chin every time he entered into your mouth. His head rolling back, he moaned lowly enjoying the feel of your wet tongue sliding up and down against his hardened flesh. He moved to let his hand pinch at your nose instead cutting your air off he slammed his dick faster going as deep into your throat as he could. He watched you not letting you or letting you breathe. When your eyes started to get low he slid his dick into your mouth holding it at the back of your throat feeling you squeeze around him. Enjoying the sensation, he repeated it three slow times, you could feel your oxygen leave your body and the light-headed feeling was creeping up your bones until your vision was blacking out.

Namjoon released you, your ears popping as he pulled back to let you breathe before you passed out. You coughed and joked, not seeing much but tiny little bursts of color. Namjoon growled at the sight before him, his hand fisting his dick he stroked his large member until he was releasing his cum over your face. Against your lips and over your forehead and cheeks trying to avoid getting it into your eyes. His thick ropes painted your face white with his cum. Namjoon picked you up, moving to lay on the bed he spread his legs wide pressing you down against him. You were coming around once again looking around you growled slightly.

“You expect me to ride your dick with cum on my face?” You asked and nodded his head picking you up by your hips. His still erected dick was pressing at your entrance.

“I could always go back to the toys.” He mused out. Without hesitation, you were pushing your hips down burying him deep inside of you. Head rolling forward you slammed yourself down onto him. Not taking the pace slow because who were you kidding you liked to have him buried deep inside of you. Hips snapping down against his as he thrust up into you, your walls tightened around his shaft feeling the sting of him stretching out your pussy. Your groans and pants could be heard out of the room, the air turning thicker the heat radiating off of both of your bodies together. Namjoon felt his balls tightening up because he needed release, looking down at your plump cheeks that jiggled every time his hips met your ass he was a wreck full of lust and need the words from the paddle showing up faintly on your skin that was still bright and agitated. Namjoon gripped at your hips slamming you down more than letting you take the pace at your own speed. Your bound hands behind your back rested against his lower stomach as you wound your hips down against him. He shifted his hips ever so slightly pulling all the way out only to slam you down on his shaft. You were crying out his name, your voice breaking and becoming softer from how hoarse you were. Namjoon breathlessly chuckled, watching as you lost yourself for him his hand moving to slowly pull the beads from you one by one until none were left. You didn’t even need to touch yourself he was ruining you just fine by fucking you. Your breast bounced harshly from the impact of his hips against your ass the soreness of the paddle coming back.

“Daddy may I cum please?” You asked softly and Namjoon hummed in approval not speaking because he himself was on the verge of releasing.

Once he gave you the permission you nodded your head letting your orgasm consume you. Not even having the strength to yell you released a quiet whimper as your stomach clenched, your pussy throbbing as you released once more for him.

“Y/N.. Shit.” Namjoon groaned as he held you down cumming inside of your sore pussy. He rolled his hips gently, the cum sliding down from your entrance. Namjoon pulled you back to him, his arm wrapping around your waist as he kissed up your skin tiredly. The moment was quiet, both of your heart rates going back down to normal. Smiling at yourself you were proud that everything turned out well until the door pushed open.

“Well well. It seems neither of you could have waited for me.” Hoseok accused crossing his hands over his chest as he watched you both.

“It was Namjoon’s fault.” You immediately blurted feeling your insides drop.

“Oh really?” Namjoon questioned pushing his dick deep inside of you causing you to moan out and nod your head. “You little slut.” Namjoon growled pulling out of you. You wiggled trying to get free, and Namjoon got off the bed going to wipe himself clean. Once he was done he stood by Hoseok who looked down at you a disapproving frown etched on his features.

“We will think about your punishment.”

“What do you mean we! He fucked me!” You cried out in protest.

“You touched yourself first. That’s your punishment. Not that he fucked you, we both expected that. But you know the rules about self-pleasure around here.” Hoseok turned to walk away with Namjoon winking at you following him.

“At least untie me! Please daddy.” You pouted jutting out your lower lip. Namjoon looked up at Hoseok and he looked at you.

“No. You have been a bad girl, you need to stay there and think about what you’ve done princess.” And like that you were left alone in the middle of the bed, your fate lying in the hands of two very dominate men.

Amber was your typical rich girl. Well…almost typical. Her parents paid her no attention, so she made a game out of being the worst child she could possibly be. So far, her biggest accomplishment was getting kicked out of Shemale Academy.

Raping someone there usually isn’t that big of a deal, but when that person happens to be the dean herself, it’s considered quite the big deal. Amber resented that school anyway, so she was happy to learn that she was being sent to a Shemale School for delinquents. She figured the school would be filled with people like her.

People who didn’t care about the rules or what anyone else thought about them. People who went out of their way to piss off their superior. People who would fuck anytime, anywhere. Amber’s kind of people.

She wasn’t 100% wrong about the students. Some of them loved to do the same things she did. She could’ve been good friends with a lot of them. If it weren’t for the teachers.

The teachers prevented anyone or anything on campus from having even the slightest bit of fun. You weren’t aloud to do so much as breath unless you had permission. Worst of all, you couldn’t even have sex on campus unless you had a pass! What kind of awful school doesn’t allow their students to have sex?! Amber was good at sneaking into the bathroom and having a quick fuck between classes, but it wasn’t the same as riding someone on your teacher’s desk as the class watched. The whole place seemed like a prison. It wasn’t fair. Her parents paid her even less attention now that she was a failure. She had to make this place bearable somehow, or else she might just lose it. She had just finished her Masturbation Theory class, and was headed to Anal 101. Ms. Fiona, the teacher for Anal 101, was the worst in the school. She didn’t allow any talking, and could give you a detention just for looking at her the wrong way. Amber stopped by the bathroom on the way to get a quick blowjob. Hopefully that would take some stress off. She walked to the 2nd to last stall, took of her cock sock, and didn’t hesitate sticking her fat shaft through the hole in the wall. About three seconds after doing so, she felt the waiting lips of the stranger in the next stall touch her dick. They lingered on Amber’s head, until the stranger’s tongue slowly circled the tip, gently massaging it. “Come on!” Amber yelled while slamming her fist against the stall’s door. “I don’t have all day!” The stranger remained wordless, but picked up their pace. They took the whole cock in a quick gulp, then slid they’re lips up the shaft and then back down again. The stranger gagged on Amber’s massive dick, but didn’t slow down one bit. “Holy shit!” Amber blurted in disbelief. She’d never met someone who was so aggressive and so skilled. However, just as Amber started to feel an orgasm brewing, the bell rang. “God dammit I can’t be late!” She shouted. Amber quickly yanked her cock out of the stranger’s mouth and pulled her tiny panties up. She burst through the door, running down the hall while simultaneously putting her cock sock back on. She sprang into Ms. Fiona’s class. By some stroke of unbelievable luck, Ms. Fiona was late as well. Amber plopped down in her seat and sighed. That could have been ugly. Moments later, Ms. Fiona entered and the buzz of chatter amongst the students turned to a dead silence. Not even the worst of the worst dared to disobey her. “I apologize for my tardiness,” Ms. Fiona began. “Turn to page 238 in your textbooks, today we will be blah blah blah blah…” Amber didn’t bother listening to what Ms. Fiona had to say. She was still fantasizing about the blowjob she had just received, and how much of a shame it was that she wasn’t able to finish. Amber wished she’d had all the time in the world, so she could’ve experienced the entirety of the stranger’s incredible oral magic. She rubbed her cock in between her legs, thinking about the unfamiliar mouth stuffed with Amber’s hearty dick. She dreamt of having those lips all to herself once more, being about to do anything she wanted to do with that experienced stranger. Would that girl ever be back? What if she- “AMBER!” hollered Ms. Fiona. Amber’s eyes widened into terrified orbs. Her heart raced. “What’s the answer?” Ms. Fiona demanded. Amber stared blankly back at Ms. Fiona. “Um…what was the question again?” Ms. Fiona put her hands on her hips. “You’re pathetic, Amber. I want you to stay after class for lunch.” Amber’s heart sunk. She’d rather have lunch with Satan than have lunch with Ms. Fiona. After this painfully boring class, she had to spend 30 more agonizing minutes with Ms. Fiona! She stayed for lunch almost every week. It was always awful. Despite having just been in trouble for not paying attention, Amber tuned Ms. Fiona out for the rest of class. She sat at her desk, noticeably fuming, for the next 45 minutes. The bell rung and the rest of the class shuffled out the door, leaving Amber alone with the most feared teacher in the school. Ms. Fiona walked over the the door and shut it. Every click of her heels on the tile floor sent chills through Amber’s spine. Slowly, Ms. Fiona approached Amber, keeping deadly eye contact along the way. “Do you know why I had you stay during lunch?” “Uhm. N-no.” Amber muttered. However, she knew exactly why she was there. Once again, Ms. Fiona had caught her dazing off. “I’ve told you a thousand times.” Said Ms. Fiona, cracking a meter stick against her palm. The predatory glare she used against Amber was enough to make someone wet themselves. “Stand up.” Amber didn’t dare disobey the cold orders of her teacher, yet it still took every once of her will to stand up before Ms. Fiona. Amber was a good five inches shorter than her, which made her superior all the more threatening. “I’m sick of you daydreaming in my class.” Snapped Ms. Fiona, getting awfully close to Amber. “I feel like every class I have to wake you out of fantasyland back into the real world. You’re not a toddler. I shouldn’t have to do that sort of thing.” “I-I’m sorry, ma'am.” Amber spoke, looking at her feet. She hated this. She hated not being the rebellious, free spirited person she usually was. She felt like an idiot in front of Ms. Fiona. “Nonetheless, that isn’t why I made you stay late.” Amber looked up at Ms. Fiona, confused. “What? It’s not?” Ms. Fiona shook her head. “No, Amber I’ve made you stay for something different.” Amber was petrified. Absolutely positively stunned. Had Ms. Fiona seen her get a blowjob in the bathroom? Will she be kicked out again? She wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. “It’s about your little trip to the bathroom before class.” Amber’s stomach felt like it turned upside down and then exploded. She was done for. Amber didn’t know what to think. “You were in the bathroom? I could have sworn I was alone!” “No, you don’t understand.” Ms. Fiona looked at Amber intently, her gaze becoming less murderous and more intimate. “I was the person behind the stall door.” Amber’s jaw dropped. “That was……..the person in the………you sucked my cock?!” “Indeed.” Ms. Fiona replied. “I made you stay because I’ve never tasted a cock so sweet.” The compliment meant nothing to Amber, who was still marveling over the fact that she had gotten a blowjob from Ms. Fiona. “How did you know it was me?” Amber asked. “Don’t you remember? You screamed at me to go faster, and cursed before leaving to go to this class.” “Oh…yeah.” “Now back to what I was saying. I want your cock again. I want it for more than the three measly minutes between class. I want to take my time and do it right.” Amber was shocked before. Now she couldn’t actually fathom what was going on. Ms. Fiona. Sex. Amber. It didn’t add up. Her thought was interrupted by Ms. Fiona’s now soft voice. “You come to my class everyday, dressed like a total slut. Your shirt doesn’t even cover the bottom half of your boobs. Your panties are absolutely useless and your cock sock might as well be see-through. Why do you think I make you stay after class so much? Once I learned you were getting blowjobs in that bathroom everyday before my class, I made sure I was there to finally taste your glorious cock. And it didn’t disappoint.” Ms. Fiona knelt down in front of Amber. She placed her hands on Amber’s thighs and ran her fingers along the soft fabric of her stockings. She slid her hands around to Amber’s backside and groped the weight of her ass. She then released her right hand and grabbed Amber’s dick. Her left hand lingered on Amber’s ass as she pointed the meaty cock to her face. With the cock sock still on, slightly wet from pre-cum, Ms. Fiona ran her long, textured tongue from Amber’s tight balls to her protruding tip. She then elegantly slipped the cock sock off, and put Amber’s solid shaft in her mouth. Once again, she started off slow. She teased Amber with her tongue expertise. She licked in small circles on the very top of Amber’s head, and then gently kissed it. She sucked on Amber’s clean shaven balls, popping them in her mouth like candy and slobbering on them like she was a dog. She ran her tongue from the base to the tip again, and then started to swallow the entire thing. Amber’s toes curled as Ms. Fiona inched her lips sluggishly down her cock. Ms. Fiona’s eyes closed while she relished in the blissful feeling of having her student’s dick in her mouth. She reached the bottom of the cock -which made Ms. Fiona’s throat widen- and then worked her way up as slowly as she had gone down. She did this again, sending waves of sensational pleasure to Amber, who through her head back in ecstasy. Ms. Fiona went faster, still able to go all the way down to the base and back up. She gagged like she had before, but didn’t slow. Drool oozed out of the corners of Ms. Fiona’s mouth. She sucked Amber’s dick over and over, covering it on saliva and jamming it down her own throat. She was loud and sloppy while doing it, but it felt unlike anything Amber had ever experienced. Ms. Fiona went increasingly fast, jerking her head back and forth, adoring the feeling of the cock destroying her mouth. Amber was feeling just as good, as her dick started to twitch as she approached an orgasm. Ms. Fiona buried her face in Amber’s lap, and Amber squirted her thick cum deep into Ms. Fiona’s stomach. Amber put her hand on the back of Ms. Fiona’s head, holding it there while her cum poured out of her cock. The hot creamy semen poured into Ms. Fiona. It tasted phenomenal. Amber’s cock went limp and dry, and Ms. Fiona retracted her head from Amber’s pelvis. “I’m not ready to quit just yet, Amber.” “Neither am I.” They were both out of breath, but their lust for each other was stronger than their fatigue. Ms. Fiona stood back up, threw her belt off, and dropped her tight pants. She turned around and looked back at Amber, who was gazing at Ms. Fiona’s gorgeous ass. It was flawless, not a single blemish or bruise. It glistened under the classroom’s artificial light. Ms. Fiona unbuttoned her shirt as well, letting her massive breasts fall against her toned body. They were just as flawless as her behind. She reached towards Amber. Her hands grabbed the neck of Amber’s tiny shirt. “You won’t be needing this.” She ripped the shirt straight down the middle in one magnificent motion. Amber’s breasts were even bigger than Ms. Fiona’s and her nipples were puffy and juicy. “Look at these things!” Ms. Fiona exclaimed. She leaned towards Amber and put her skilled mouth around one of Amber’s plump tits. She sucked on Amber’s pillow like boobs and touched Amber’s leg. Ms. Fiona slowly ran her hand down from Amber’s thigh to the wet pussy that waited anxiously below Amber’s cock. She rubbed Amber’s dripping clit and toyed with Amber’s breast. Amber moaned loudly, not caring if anyone heard her. A tingling sensation echoed through her body as she quivered in response to every slight movement of Ms. Fiona’s hand. Amber had finally had enough. It was impossible for her to wait any longer. She pushed Ms. Fiona away from her and turned her around, bending her over the desk. Amber violently slapped Ms. Fiona’s ass once, watching in awe as it rippled. Amber spread Ms. Fiona’s cheeks open, reveling as she grabbed the fatty masses. She slid her bulging cock into Ms. Fiona’s tight ass. Amber didn’t start off slow, she was far too horny for that. All Ms. Fiona could do was grip the front of the desk and holler in pleasure as Amber burrowed her 14 inch cock deep inside. Ms. Fiona’s tits hung down under her and wobbled frantically while Amber pummeled Ms. Fiona from behind. Ms. Fiona’s hard cock shot thick cum down onto the floor below. The sight of this drove Amber nuts, and she went much faster before ramming her dick into Ms. Fiona and -for the second time today- filling her stomach with warm semen. Just as Amber shot her cum into Ms. Fiona, the bell rang. Ms. Fiona looked back at Amber, who was nervous of getting caught. But Ms. Fiona just grinned at Amber, and faced her incoming students proudly and confidently.

[Based off of the comic “Flurty” by Doxy]


Another RuPaul cameo. “You have to be true to yourself. And if people don’t like it, I know that can be a real….drag.