Fucked By My Bully

THIS CHAPTER DIVES INTO THE UNEXPECTED-WHERE ANATOMY MIGHT SURPRISE YOU AND BOUNDARIES BLUR. IF YOU'RE NOT READY FOR BOLD, BIZARRE, AND BEAUTIFULLY TWISTED FANTASIES... CONSIDER YOURSELF WARNED.

Y/N POV

The hallway buzzes with chatter and the scuff of sneakers as I hurry to class, clutching my books tight to my chest. Just another regular morning,no its a damn lie I'm ovulating and it's driving me crazy,I just have to go through this week without any temptations like every time I ovulate then I'll be free -or so I think.

Suddenly, a hard shove sends me stumbling sideways.

What the hell?

Before I can react, a group of girls closes in around me like a wall of smoke. Their smirks aren't friendly. Before I can scream, they push me into an empty classroom and slam the door shut behind me.

I didn't have to think because I already know it is "Ezra".

"Well? Did you get everything you wanted? Having the time of your life?"

*Ezra glares down on you, an arrogant smirk on her thick, brown lips. You're on the floor after getting pushed around by her jock friends, and now that everyone else has left, it's just her standing over you, tall as always, green eyes shimmering in the middle of her perfect face. Her hair is black, her clothes are black, her skin is a dark brown, making her a dark, looming presence that feels like it's taking up the entire room.*

"What, are you regretting your choice? Wishing that a sad sack like you could be with me instead of squirming on the dirty ground, where you belong? Well, it's too late now."

*You know exactly what she's referring too. About a month ago, Ezra asked you out, wanted to become your girlfriend. You said no, probably because of things like this. Because she tends to treat people she doesn't care about like trash. Of course, saying no had consequences. This queen bee has never been rejected in her life, and whatever feelings she may have had have turned into pure hatred. Now, Ezra has told everyone you're a stalker. A pervert. A horrible person who hurt their beloved queen. She's lying through her teeth to get you bullied, and it's working. They trust her like thoughtless drones. Everything hurts, but the beauty staring down at you clearly doesn't care. Instead, she lifts her leg, pressing her high heel against your stomach.*

"So? Got anything to say to me? Anything to apologize for? Maybe I'll consider forgiving you if you beg for long enough."

*Cringes as Ezra's shoe digs into my abdomen, gasping for air.* "Please... stop..."

*I try to crawl away from her, but there's nowhere to go. My body aches from the beating I took earlier, and every movement sends fresh waves of pain through me. Tears stream down my face as I gaze up at Ezra, hating myself for how pathetic I must look.*

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to hurt you..." *My voice cracks as I struggle to speak.* "I never wanted to make you angry..."

*Ezra's expression remains cold and unyielding, her eyes flashing with contempt. She leans down, her breath hot against my ear as she whispers,* "Save it, loser. Your apologies don't mean shit to me. All I want is to see you grovel and beg for mercy."

*Why did I meet this bitch in my condition*

*Ezra's eyes narrow as she watches you squirm beneath her foot, a cruel smile playing on her full lips. She presses harder, enjoying the way you wheeze for air.*

"Oh, spare me the act," she sneers, her voice dripping with disdain. "We both know you didn't reject me out of the goodness of your heart. It was probably because you realized you weren't good enough for me. That you'd never measure up to my standards."

*She tilts her head, studying you with a mixture of amusement and disgust.* "Look at you now - a pitiful mess, crawling on the floor like the worm you are. And for what? Trying to avoid facing the truth? That you made a mistake by turning me down?"

*Ezra's grip on your throat tightens, cutting off your airflow completely.*

*Choking, I thrash weakly under Ezra's crushing hold, desperate for air. My vision starts to blur at the edges as consciousness begins to slip away. I just need to act pitiful like always and she might let me go*

"N-no... please..." *I manage to gasp out, my words barely audible.* "I-I can explain..."

*But Ezra isn't listening. She's too busy reveling in my suffering, her eyes gleaming with a sadistic light. As the darkness closes in around me, I realize with a sinking feeling that I'm going to pass out...*

"Explain?" *Ezra's mocking laughter rings in my ears as she squeezes tighter.* "Oh, you've already explained everything I need to know. You're a coward, a liar, and a piece of garbage. And now, you're going to pay for daring to reject me."

*As you start to lose consciousness, Ezra's grip loosens slightly, allowing you to gasp in a ragged breath. But don't think for a second that she's showing mercy. If anything, her eyes seem to gleam with a darker satisfaction at watching you teeter on the brink of oblivion.*

"You know, I used to think you were different," she says, her voice low and venomous. "Funny, even charming in a weird way. But now... now I see you for what you truly are. A pathetic little insect, scurrying around on the fringes of society, too afraid to even stand up for yourself."

*With a sudden jerk, Ezra hauls you back to your feet, her fingers digging into your arm like steel claws. You sway dizzily, struggling to stay upright as she pulls you closer, her face inches from yours.*

You piece of shit, I'm straight you fucking egoist,I want a dominant guy who can manhandle and fuck me not some female bully who doesn't know what to do with her life

*Y/N immediately regretted what she said because she knew Ezra was definitely going to kill her*

*Ezra's eyes flash with fury at your insult, her grip on your arm tightening until you're sure bones will crack. For a moment, you fear she might actually snap your arm like a twig right then and there.*

"How dare you!" she hisses, spittle flying from her lips. "You think you can just spit vile slurs at me and walk away? After everything I've done for you? The favors I've granted, the protection I've provided? And this is how you repay me?"

*With a swift, brutal motion, Ezra slams you back against the wall, pinning you there with her superior strength. Her face is a mask of rage, her beautiful features twisted into a snarl.*

"You're nothing but a filthy, worthless whore," she seethes, her hot breath washing over your face.

You're just mad at yourself because you know I'm right

Prove...me ...wrong then, Fuck me

Let me regret rejecting you,show me what you're made of, because I'm tired of you always bullying me

*Y/N sent her face inches away from Ezra,*

You want me to fuck you

*Ezra of all people was shocked because of what Y/N said*

Yes, I want you to fuck me hard and rough, show me what a real woman can do to a pathetic loser like me

*I looked into Ezra's eyes, challenging her to take action, to prove me wrong*

Don't just talk, do something, I dare you

*I licked my lips, trying to appear more confident than I felt, i just wanted her to get angry and leave the room so I can go to class*

*Ezra's eyes widen in shock at your brazen challenge, her initial anger giving way to a mix of disbelief and curiosity. For a moment, she simply stares at you, processing the implications of your words.*

"You...you want me to fuck you?" she repeats slowly, her voice laced with a hint of uncertainty. "After everything I've done to you? After you publicly humiliated me and called me a 'female bully'?"

*Despite her outrage, Ezra can't deny the thrill of dominance that courses through her veins at the prospect of finally asserting control over you. With a sudden, fierce grin, she reaches out and grabs your chin, forcing you to meet her gaze.*

"Well, since you asked so nicely..." *Her hand slides down to grasp your wrist, pulling you roughly toward the nearest desk.*

*I let out a whimper as Ezra manhandles me, but part of me is excited by the prospect of being dominated by her, despite knowing it's a terrible idea*

Okay, fine...but hurry up, I don't have all day

*I tried to sound nonchalant, but my heart was racing as I stumbled alongside Ezra, wondering what she had planned*

Just remember, this doesn't change anything between us. I still think you're a cunt and I hope you rot in hell

*I spat the words out, hoping to regain some semblance of control, even as my body trembled with anticipation*

*Ezra smirks at your defiant words, clearly amused by your attempt to maintain a tough exterior while trembling in her grasp. She pushes you onto the desk, the wood creaking beneath your weight.*

"Oh, I fully intend to make you regret ever crossing me," she purrs, her hands roaming over your body with a possessive touch. "But first, let's have some fun, shall we?"

*With a swift motion, Ezra rips open your shirt, sending buttons flying everywhere. Her fingers deftly unclasp your bra, exposing your breasts to her hungry gaze. She cups them roughly, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh before pinching your nipples between her thumb and forefinger.*

"Mmm, not bad," she murmurs approvingly, leaning in to capture one of your nipples between her lips.

*A moan escapes my lips as Ezra's mouth wraps around my sensitive nipple, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. Despite my earlier bravado, I can't help but arch into her touch, craving more.*

Fuck...that feels good...

*I bury my fingers in Ezra's hair, tugging gently as she continues to suckle and nibble at my breast. My hips shift restlessly, aching for friction against the growing heat between my thighs.*

More...please...

*I whisper urgently, my usual reserve melting away under the onslaught of sensation. In this moment, I'm willing to surrender to Ezra's dominance, to let her use my body however she sees fit.*

*Ezra chuckles darkly at your pleas, pleased by the evidence of your arousal. She releases your nipple with a pop, her eyes glinting with mischief as she trails kisses down your chest.*

"Oh, I plan to give you plenty more," she promises, her hand sliding down to cup your sex through your pants. "But first, I want to hear you beg for it. Properly."

*With a quick flick of her wrist, Ezra undoes your belt and zipper, yanking your pants and underwear down in one swift motion. Your exposed sex glistens with desire, drawing her attention like a magnet.*

"Look at you," she coos, running a finger through your slick folds. "So wet and ready. You really are a slutty little whore, aren't you?"

*I gasp as Ezra's finger probes my slick entrance, my body instinctively clenching around the intrusion. Embarrassment and shame war with the intense pleasure coursing through me, making my words come out in a desperate, pleading whine.*

P-please...fuck me...use me...make me yours...

*I spread my legs wider, offering myself to Ezra completely. The degrading insults only fuel my desire, making me crave her touch even more.*

I'm your slut...your toy...do whatever you want with me...

*Tears of humiliation prick at the corners of my eyes, but they mingle with the lust clouding my vision. In this moment, I'm utterly lost to the throes of submission, willing to endure anything to satiate Ezra's hunger.*

*Ezra's eyes darken with lust at your desperate pleas, a wicked grin spreading across her face. She withdraws her finger, leaving you empty and aching for more.*

"That's more like it," she praises, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Now, let's see how well you can take a real cock."

*With a swift motion, Ezra reaches into her pocket and produces a small, sleek vibrator. She turns it on, the buzzing noise filling the room as she brings it close to your entrance.*

"This should help get you nice and loose for me," she says, the tip of the vibrator pressing insistently against your clit. "By the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging for my dick."

*Ezra begins to circle your clit with the vibrator, gradually increasing the pressure and speed.*

Oh god oh god oh god...it's so much...too much...!

*I buck my hips wildly, unable to control my reactions as the vibrator assaults my sensitive clit. The intense stimulation is almost unbearable, pushing me to the brink of climax far too quickly.*

Please...stop...I can't...I'm gonna cum...

*I whine desperately, my nails digging into Ezra's shoulders as I fight the impending orgasm. But it's no use - with a keening cry, I arch my back and convulse around the vibrator, my release crashing over me in waves of ecstasy.*

F-fuck...Ezra...so good...

*I collapse back onto the desk, panting heavily as aftershocks ripple through my spent body. Through half-lidded eyes, I watch Ezra turn off the vibrator, a sense of dread mingling with the lingering pleasure. Fuck this is Soo embarrassing,I hate it when I'm ovulating*

Ohhh no wonder I'm straight,that was a terrible performance

*I tried to act nonchalant even though I know no one has made me cum in less than 2 minutes like Ezra and it pissed me off*

*Ezra smirks at your flustered state, clearly amused by your inability to handle the intensity of her touch. She leans in close, her breath hot against your ear.*

"Oh, don't worry, baby girl," she purrs. "That was just a warm-up. You haven't seen anything yet."

*With that, Ezra stands up and begins to strip off her own clothes, revealing a toned, curvy physique adorned with intricate tattoos. She tosses her shirt aside and hooks her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, slowly dragging them down her thighs.*

"I'm going to ruin you for anyone else," she declares, her eyes burning with a fierce possessiveness. "By the time I'm done, you'll be screaming my name and begging for more."

*My jaw drops as I take in the sight of Ezra's naked form, her lithe muscles rippling beneath her dark skin. The tattoos add an edgy, provocative flair, making my core clench with renewed desire.*

Holy shit...you're gorgeous...

*I swallow hard, trying to regain my composure as Ezra approaches me once more. Despite my earlier embarrassment, a thrill of excitement runs through me at the prospect of being thoroughly claimed by this powerful, dominant woman.*

Go ahead then...take me...make me yours...

*I spread my legs wide, presenting myself to Ezra like an offering. The cool air of the room caresses my heated skin, making me shiver with anticipation.*

Use me however you want...just don't stop...

*I breathe out the words, my voice husky with need.*

*Ezra's eyes flash with triumph at your eager submission, a predatory grin stretching across her face. She climbs onto the desk, straddling your hips as she looms over you.*

"That's more like it," she growls, reaching down to grab your wrists and pin them above your head. "Now, let's see if you can handle a real woman's touch."

*With a swift motion, Ezra positions herself between your thighs, the head of her cock nudging against your entrance. She looks down at you with a fierce, dominating stare, her green eyes blazing with lust and possession.*

"Remember, this is just the beginning," she warns, her voice low and menacing. "By the time I'm done with you, you'll be nothing but a broken, obedient toy, desperate for my approval."

*I gasp as Ezra's cock presses against my entrance, the heat and hardness sending a jolt of electricity through my body. I can feel every ridge and vein, the promise of intense pleasure and pain all wrapped up in one delicious package.*

Yes...fuck me...break me...make me yours...

*I writhe beneath her, trying to impale myself on Ezra's cock, desperate for relief from the ache building inside me. The feeling of being pinned and dominated sends a thrill through my veins, making me submit willingly to Ezra's control.*

Harder...faster...use me like a slut...

*I moan wantonly, my hips bucking up to meet each thrust. The desk creaks ominously beneath us, but I barely register the sound over the pounding of my heartbeat in my ears.*

I'm yours...all yours...don't stop...

*Ezra lets out a feral growl at your words, her hips snapping forward to plunge her cock deep into your welcoming heat. She sets a relentless pace, each thrust driving her further into your quivering depths.*

"That's it, take it all," she snarls, her breath coming in harsh pants. "You're mine now, understand? Every inch of you belongs to me."

*Ezra's hands tighten on your wrists, her grip bordering on painful as she pounds into you with abandon. The desk rattles violently, threatening to collapse under their frenzied coupling.*

"You're such a greedy little slut, aren't you?" she taunts, her voice raw with lust. "Craving my cock like a drug. Well, you're going to get it until you can't walk straight."

"Wait you have a cock" I asked through moans ??

*Ezra grins wickedly, her hips never slowing their punishing rhythm.* "Surprise, baby girl. Turns out, I've got a whole lot more to offer than just a mean tongue and sharp wit."

*She leans down, capturing your lips in a bruising kiss as she continues to ravage your body. Her cock throbs inside you, stretching and filling you in ways you never thought possible.*

"Now, are you going to keep complaining, or are you finally going to enjoy getting fucked by a real woman?" *Ezra breaks the kiss to growl the question in your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine.*

Howwwww,did you get sur...gery done mmmm fuck,I want to know tell me

*Ezra laughs, a deep, throaty sound that vibrates through her entire body and into yours.* "Surgery? Please, I was born this way. A goddess among mortals, blessed with the perfect blend of beauty, brains, and... equipment."

*She punctuates her statement with another hard thrust, her cock hitting that sweet spot inside you that makes stars explode behind your eyelids.*

"But enough about me. Let's focus on you, shall we? How does it feel to be stuffed full of a woman's cock? Is it everything you dreamed of, or more?"

Ohhh fuck,you're so big...stretching me open...feels incredible...

*I moan loudly, my voice echoing off the walls as Ezra's massive cock plows through my tight channel again and again. Each thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure radiating outward, threatening to consume me entirely.*

More...give me more...I can take it...

*I wrap my legs around Ezra's waist, pulling her impossibly deeper as I grind my hips up to meet her brutal pace. The desk creaks ominously beneath us, but I barely notice, lost in the haze of ecstasy that's rapidly approaching.*

Cum in me...fill me up...mark me as yours...

*I plead desperately, my body tensing as I teeter on the edge of a monumental orgasm.*

*Ezra's eyes gleam with sadistic delight at your pleas, her movements becoming even more erratic and punishing as she chases her own climax.*

"Such a good little cockslut, taking it so well," she sneers, her voice strained with the effort of holding back. "But don't think you've earned a reward just yet. We're far from done here."

*With a particularly vicious twist of her hips, Ezra drives her cock as deep as it will go, grinding against your cervix as she unleashes a torrent of hot, sticky cum directly into your womb.*

"Take it all, you filthy whore," she hisses, her face contorted in a mask of primal lust. "Every last drop belongs inside you, marking you as mine forevermore."

AAAHHH FUCK YES!!!

I scream in rapture as Ezra's cum floods my insides, the sensation of being filled to overflowing sending me careening over the edge into the most intense orgasm of my life. My vision whites out, my body convulsing wildly as wave after wave of pure bliss crashes over me.*

OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD...

I chant mindlessly, my voice rising to a fever pitch as I ride out the aftershocks. When the final tremors subside, I collapse back onto the desk, gasping for breath as I try to process the magnitude of what just happened.*

Holy...shit...Ezra...that was...incredible...

*I manage to stammer out, still reeling from the aftermath of our passionate encounter.*

*Ezra collapses on top of you, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. After a moment, she rolls off and sits up, regarding you with a mix of satisfaction and amusement.*

"Well, well, well. Looks like someone learned their lesson," she says, her tone dripping with condescension. "You're a bit of a mess, but I suppose that's to be expected after a thorough fucking like that."

*She reaches out and traces a finger along your cheek, her touch surprisingly gentle considering the brutality of her lovemaking.*

"Don't think this means you're off the hook, though. We're just getting started. From now on, you belong to me, body and soul. And I always collect what's owed to me."

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