Schoolboy Sissy Slut

(humil, rape mmm/m, spank, oral, forced tv/tg, f/m, fem-dom, ws, scat, M/m, bi-male, F/m inc etc...)

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Thanks to everybody who e-mailed me after part 1. If you haven’t received a reply yet, then you soon will. I’ve been kind of busy writing part 2 ;)

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And now all that bollocks is out the way, part 2:

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Schoolboy Sissy Slut

Part 2 Pretty Little Thing

The next day started about as well as the previous one had ended for David. He’d slept through his alarm and had to get washed and dressed in a panic.

After gathering his schoolbooks together and cramming them in his bag, he scrambled downstairs. Andrew Merton had already left for work leaving the breakfast things for his son to wash up. This was one of many chores that his father insisted he did.

I’ll have to do it later, thought David as he ran out the door.

The morning’s classes went slowly for David. He was still feeling rather ostracised by his fellow students and the only high point was when between lessons, he noticed the gorgeous blonde girl he’d seen the day before, walking down the corridor towards him with some of her girlfriends.

As she grew nearer David became short of breath and stopped himself in his tracks.

She was even more beautiful up close, thought David, now estimating that she was probably fourteen and a year above him.

Her long sun-tanned legs contrasted with her white knee length socks and her black pleated skirt was shorter than a lot of the other girls, ending midway down her thighs. She’d tied her long blonde hair in a ponytail, which bobbed gently as she moved her head, laughing with her classmates.

David was totally in awe of this girl. He couldn’t help staring at her tennis ball sized breasts that were covered by a lacy bra that he could just make out through the material of her white school blouse.

The group of girls walked past the dumbstruck schoolboy, not one of them making eye contact with him. Even when the girl closest to David knocked his arm as she went past, sending books and papers crashing to the floor, they all continued on their way, chatting as their heels trampled over text books and David’s time-table which he’d been trying to fathom a little earlier. He scrambled around gathering his belongings whilst trying to avoid other pupils feet crushing his hands.

When he’d collected all his things, David examined his timetable again. His next lesson was… P.E.

What? Oh please no, thought David.

He pulled open his school bag and frantically felt around inside. In his hurry not to be late for school he’d forgotten to pack his P.E. kit.

I suppose the school will have some spare shorts and T-shirts he reasoned.

He felt a bit better about the situation and hurried over to the changing rooms.

David was one of the last boys to enter the small changing rooms and the others were had already started getting changed into their gear. There didn’t seem to be a teacher around so David sat down in a corner and waited.

After a couple of minutes, the door opened and three people who David was keen to avoid, walked in slamming the door shut behind them.

Tony, Ashley and Darren marched into the centre of the room and shouted for everyone to be quiet.

"Right you lot" said Tony "There’s the good news and the bad news."

The other two smiled at each other.

"The bad news is that Mr Edwards has been called away on urgent business, and so won’t be taking your P.E. lesson today."

There was a short mumbling and a couple of hoorays from some of the less athletic boys in the group who never looked forward to this physical education class.

"But the good news… is that we’ve been asked to supervise you as we’ve got a free lesson right now."

David’s heart stopped as he heard the news and couldn’t believe his incredible bad luck.

"O.k, finish getting changed, then wait by the sports field. You lot are going on a little run." Tony announced, followed by groans from around the room.

Just then, Darren noticed David cowering in the corner, and his eyes lit up.

"Well if it isn’t our little pansy new boy!" Darren exclaimed.

The other boys laughed and sniggered at the fifth-formers comment. David wanted a hole to swallow him up, but there was no escape. The other two fifteen-year-olds turned and broke out in cheesy grins as they spotted last night’s victim.

"Why aren’t you getting changed?" demanded Tony, his face changing into that of the menacing tormentor he’d experienced in the gymnasium less than twenty-four hours before.

"I… I’ve left my kit at home. I’m sorry. I thought I could borrow some things from the school if there’s any spare…" David’s words trailed off as Tony shook his head.

Darren whispered something in Tony’s ear, which put a wicked smile on Tony’s face.

"Yeah, great idea. Go and sort it out" ordered Tony and Darren made a quick exit out the door.

By the time Darren returned everyone except David and Tony had left the changing rooms. Ashley had gone off to keep an eye on the rest of the thirteen-year-olds outside.

Darren was carrying what looked like a bundle of clothes, which he deposited in a heap in front of David. But to his horror, instead of shorts and T-shirt, Darren had brought him a black lacy bra, a red pleated gymslip (the type that had built in knickers), some white knee-length girls socks, and a girls gym top with a narrow collar. To complete the ensemble, Darren had managed to find a pair of pink trainers that he'd guessed was about David’s size.

"It’s amazing what you can find in the girl’s lost property locker!" Darren exclaimed excitedly, as his friend congratulated him on his selection.

"Now get that lot on NOW!" instructed Tony to the terrified David.

"Nooo… please, you can’t…" pleaded the youngster.

The slap round his face from Darren was not expected by David, and his face stung like mad and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Any more lip from you and we’ll kick the living shit out of you " spat Darren. "Now get into your P.E. kit that we’ve found for you, you ungrateful tosser."

David, realising he had no choice but to do what they said, stripped off his clothes down to his underpants and picked up the gym skirt.

"AND those" said Tony, pointing to his briefs.

The underpants came off as the two older boys looked on. David, now naked, began the transformation into a little schoolgirl, first stepping into the red gym-slip which hugged his bottom tightly and also his little cock. Next he fumbled around with the bra for a few seconds, finally being shown how to put it on by Tony. After that, he pulled the top on over his head and sat down to put on his socks and girly pink trainers.

Tony and Darren stood back to admire their handy work when Darren put his hand inside his blazer pocket.

"And to finish it off… a little bit of glamour."

He produced a pair of gold clip-on earrings, which he and Tony fitted to David’s ears.

Then finally, Darren produced a stick of bright red lipstick. He handed it to Tony while he roughly held David’s head still. Tony carefully applied the lipstick to David’s full lips, his face only inches from his victim’s while he finished off their masterpiece.

"There, aren’t you a pretty little thing!" beamed Tony, and he pressed his lips against David’s and held the kiss for several seconds while Darren stopped the disgusted schoolboy from moving his face away.

"Mmmmwah" Tony smacked his lips as he finally broke contact.

"Ok, let’s go" he said, wiping the excess lipstick off his lips with the back of his hand, and pushing David towards the door.

Just before leaving the room, he saw his own reflection in a full-length mirror. He did actually look a lot like a girl; he was appalled to admit to himself.

His two guards escorting him, in case he decided to make a run for it, David walked out into the summer sunshine. As soon as they turned the corner of the building they were confronted by the rest of the P.E. class who had been doing some warming up exercises under Ashley’s instruction.

They all burst out in uncontrollable laughter at the sight of this thirteen–year-old boy absurdly dressed in girls gym attire and sporting a pair of dangley earrings and bright red lipstick. Several boys pointed at David as they doubled up at this hysterically funny spectacle.

David started crying again, but his classmates laughed all the more, seeing how humiliated David was. Some of the boys felt a stirring in their loins but would never admit it to their friends.

Still laughing, the class was sent on a cross-country run that consisted of running around the perimeter of the school grounds and big sports field, which incorporated several football and hockey pitches.

David was forced to join them, followed by several boys who made funny comments as they went along. David felt the rush of air between his legs and the weird unaccustomed sensation of running in a skirt. Also the tight black bra he wore, which was incidentally easily visible through his girl's gym top, was a constant reminder of his feminine appearance. Every time he breathed in, he felt the straps as his chest struggled to expand.

As he turned a corner of the field David’s humiliation multiplied as he approached a hockey pitch where the same year girls were having their P.E. lesson, practising hockey. One of the girls noticed David running towards them. She excitedly called out to the others and pretty soon all the third year girls had stopped their games and were laughing and cheering.

To make matters worse, one of the boys who’d been following David, gave him a big push just as they were going through a particularly muddy part of the field. David went sprawling forwards and fell face down into the sticky mud. All the girls laughed even more while David slowly picked himself up and pulled the muddy gym top away from his chest. His legs, skirt and whole of his front were covered in mud.

The bizarre contrast of the dirt and lipstick on David’s face looked a picture. Deciding that he wouldn’t finish the run he gingerly made his way back towards the changing room where Tony, Darren and Ashley were laughing their heads off. They took him into the shower stall, which was adjoining, and told him to sit in the middle of the showers.

David still wearing all his clothes, collapsed on the tiled floor sobbing his heart out.

How could they be so cruel? What had he ever done to them?

About ten minutes later Tony put his head round the shower entrance displaying a wicked grin.

"Hey sissy slut, we’ve organised a way to clean you up that the whole class is gonna help with." Announced Tony.

All David’s classmates, who were now naked, filed into the shower stall and surrounded the poor unfortunate sissy boy. The boys in the inner circle took hold of their little dicks and pointed them at David who remained sat on the floor in a state of shock. One by one, the boys began urinating all over David. As one boy ran dry, another from the outside took his place and began adding his liquid waste to the others.

After a few minutes the shower stall was awash with yellow boy pee. The sharp pungent smell was overpowering. David’s whole face and body was saturated. He was crying constantly and trying to avoid the streams of piss that were intentionally aimed at his mouth by some of the boys.

After about quarter of an hour, all the boys had emptied their bladders all they could and had then showered themselves in clean water and left to get changed.

As the bell for lunchtime rang, only Tony, Ashley and Darren remained, with of course their piss soaked, humiliated, schoolboy sissy slut. The three fifteen-year-olds had stripped naked and were standing over David, sporting huge hard-ons.

"Ok little cock-sucker. Get your lips round this pronto!" demanded Tony, pulling David on to his knees and waving his hard cock in front of his face.

The poor little Merton boy was too exhausted; his senses too debilitated to argue. Through his tears, he took hold of Tony’s impressive member and surrounded the head with his lips. The now familiar taste of other boy’s cocks was mixed with the ocean of piss that he’d been forced to swallow shortly before.

Ashley and Darren wanted to get in on the action. They both took one of David’s hands and moulded it round their horny pricks. Surrounding his hands with theirs, they began to wank their pricks in time with each other. Darren couldn’t believe how turned on he was by the sight of the totally abused younger boy, still wearing those clip-on earrings, wanking him and his mate while blowing another of his friends. Ashley too was extremely horny. So fucking horny in fact that he thought it was high time their mommy’s boy was fucked up his tight little shit hole.

The big muscular black boy pushed David onto his hands and knees, lifted up the piss soaked hem of his victim’s skirt and using his brute strength, ripped the crotch’s seam apart exposing David’s hairless, virginal butt-hole. The others, meanwhile were kneeling in front of David, pushing his shoulders down with one hand and feeding their cocks simultaneously to their fuck toy’s mouth.

David was in a daze as he was forced to lick and suck two dicks at once, while his soon to be de-flowered arse pointed up at an ideal angle for his black buggerer to take his cherry.

Ashley started by using lots of his own juice from his cock to lubricate the puckered hole. He pushed one finger, then two into the young boy’s anus, twisting them around as he did so. David felt his bottom being invaded for the first time and tried to resist but he was unable to move, being held down all three of them. Ashley now positioned his meaty black cock at the entrance of David’s bum-hole and pushed hard. His well juiced up dick entered the helpless David’s arse and stretched his ring causing a great deal of pain. Ashley ignored his half-muffled cries to stop and pushed deeper into his anal passage.

After a few minutes, Ashley was fucking David at a steady rhythm. Although he was still hurting, David’s physical pain had lessened slightly. What he didn’t know how he’d cope with though, was the shame and humiliation that he’d been made to feel, not just by the three who were raping him now, but by his whole class!

Just then Ashley pushed as far as he could up David’s arse-hole and groaned as he came buckets into the wimpy young boy. Tony swapped places with Ashley and slid straight into the cross-dressed boy’s slimy fuck-hole. With his mate Ashley’s cum inside, Tony was able to get into his stride very quickly. He reached under the now yellow stained gym top and felt for David’s left nipple through his bra cup. Finding the little bump, Tony squeezed on it hard as he continued to bum-fuck the unwilling cum-holder.

David was now emitting a strange kind of whining sound, when he got the chance to make any noise that is.

Darren was now very close to cumming and he started groaning in pleasure. This spurred Tony on and he too felt his balls, which were slapping against David’s cheeks, tighten as his spunk rose into his dick. With a joint orgasmic noise, Tony and Darren erupted together, Tony depositing another load of jism into David’s bowels and Darren covering the unfortunate David’s horror-stricken, contorted face.

The three rapists showered, dressed and left the changing room in great spirits, having just had the best sexual experience of their short but sick, perverted lives.

David Merton lay in a pool of stinking urine, trying to come to terms with what had happened. In a matter of days his whole life had been turned upside down.

Slowly he managed to stand up, strip off the stinking girls clothes, and turn on the shower. He scrubbed his body from head to foot several times to try to rid himself of the piss odour that seemed to be ingrained in his skin. He finally dried himself off and dressed once again as a boy. He walked towards the door of the changing room and looked once again into the mirror. In the steamed up glass someone had written:

S C H O O L B O Y S I S S Y S L U T

David took a deep breath, opened the door and staggered outside.

Surely things couldn’t get any worse… or could they?

To Be Continued…