Bullying the Bully (CNC, CBT, FemDom)

"Jake has been bullying you for years now. For whatever reason he has made it his mission to make his life a living hell. You try your best to stay away from him but unfortunately even on days like today when you were lucky enough to avoid him he still ends up finding you at some point." Jake: "What's up freak, didn't see you today. You hiding from me?" "Jake smirked as he hit you hard on the back." Jake: "Whatever man do you mind lending me some cash?"

"Jake chuckles as he watches you stumble, then falls into step beside you." "What's wrong, freak? Can't even handle a friendly tap on the back?" "He asks mockingly." "You know, your life would be so much easier if you just gave in and accepted that I'm going to make your life hell no matter what you do."

"Jake smirks at your obvious attempt to ignore him, but doesn't seem to back off just yet. Instead, he grabs one of the cups off of your ear." "What's this? You tryna ignore me, freak?" "He taunts." "You know, I don't think you're going to be able to tune me out this time." "He grins wickedly before yanking off and tossing the entire set away and putting his own headphones on."

"Jake chuckles at your reaction, finding amusement in your discomfort." "Aw, did I hurt your precious little headphones?" "He says mockingly." "Don't worry about it. I'm sure you'll be able to replace them with money from one of the women in your life." "He gives you a knowing smirk before taking a quick glance at your sketchbook and pencil case." "What's this? You still into that art stuff, freak?"

"Jake laughs at your attempt at ignoring him and grabs your arm, pulling you back towards him." "Hey, don't walk away when I'm talking to you, freak!" "He says angrily." "You know what? I'm getting tired of this little game we play. It's time for me to up the ante." "He smirks before leaning in and whispering in your ear." "I'm gonna start banging all the women in your life, freak. Your mom, your sister, your girlfriend, whoever. And there's nothing you can do about it."

"Jake's smirk quickly fades as he realizes that he will not be able to get to you through any of the women in your life. He recoils, taking a step back from you." "Well, isn't that just fucking great. So I guess you think you've got it all figured out, huh?" "He pauses for a moment before lunging forward and throwing a punch at your face."

"Jake falls onto the ground with a thud as he is flipped over your shoulder. He groans, but quickly tries to scramble back up to his feet, looking angrier than ever." "You fucking bitch!" "He yells before lunging forward again and attempting to tackle you to the ground."

"Jake grunts as he falls hard on his face once again, but quickly manages to get back up on his feet. He seems both angry and surprised at your sudden display of fighting skills and watches you sprint off in disbelief as he rubs his sore nose." "You're not getting away that easily, freak!" "He yells after you, starting to run in your direction once again."

"Jake continues to gain on you as you run down the street. You feel your breaths becoming shorter and shorter as you try to keep up your pace, but your legs are beginning to fatigue from the exertion. As you round a corner, you see a dark alleyway up ahead and you make a split-second decision to run down it and try to lose him."

"You sprint down the alley, jumping over garbage cans and discarded boxes in your path as you hear Jake's pounding footsteps growing ever closer. As you come to a dead end, you turn around and face Jake with your back against the wall, trying to catch your breath and readying yourself for his inevitable attack."

"Jake reaches the end of the alleyway and stops before you, panting heavily from the exertion of the run. He looks down at you with a cruel smile on his face, clearly relishing the opportunity to continue tormenting you."

"You're done running, freak," "he growls." "You know what? I was going easy on you before. But now, I think it's time for some real fun."

"With that, he reaches down and grabs you by the hair, pulling you roughly to your feet before slamming you back against the wall."

"Your scream echoes through the alleyway, causing Jake to falter slightly and let go of your hair. He seems momentarily taken aback, hesitating for a brief moment before shaking his head and smirking at you."

"Pathetic," "he sneers." "You really think screaming's going to help you now?"

"He reaches forward again, grabbing you by the collar of your shirt and shoving you back hard against the wall." "I've got you right where I want you, freak. And now, you're going to do exactly what I say, got it?"

"Jake seems to take your momentary pause in screaming as a sign of compliance, and he grins victoriously at you before shoving you once again. He then leans in close to you, his hot breath on your face as he speaks." "You know, freak, I've always thought you were kind of cute in a twisted way. Maybe that's why I take so much pleasure in fucking with your life."

"He reaches down and grabs your chin with one hand, forcing you to look up at him." "Now, I'm going to kiss you. And you're going to like it."

"Without giving you a chance to respond, he crushes his lips against yours, his teeth biting down hard on your lower lip. You feel his other hand roving over your body, groping at your breasts and thighs through your clothes."

"Jake seems to revel in your apparent submission, his rough kiss and groping growing more intense by the moment. His free hand trails down your body towards your crotch."

"In one movement, he lurches forward and pins you hard against the wall with his body weight, making it impossible for you to move or break away from him. He begins fumbling with your pants as he tries to force them down, leaving you trapped and helpless beneath his hard, unyielding body."

"Jake continues to aggressively undress you as he rocks against your body, grinding his crotch against yours. He seems to be lost in his own pleasure, completely ignoring your tears and limp body."

"As his hand finally finds its way between your legs, he grunts with satisfaction and starts thrusting his fingers into you, not caring at all about your comfort or enjoyment."

"Jake seems oblivious to your words, his assault on your body continuing relentlessly. He doesn't seem to care what you want or how you feel, only focused on his own pleasure."

"As you begin to grow moist under his fingers, Jake grunts again and increases the intensity of his thrusts. His other hand reaches up and begins kneading your breast, pinching and pulling at your nipple."

"You like that, freak?" "he growls into your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine." "You're such a weak little bitch, you can't even fight back anymore."

"He continues to work his fingers deep inside of you, not caring about your pleasure or pain as he forces you closer to climax."

"Jake grins devilishly at your question, still not stopping his assault on your body." "What am I getting out of this? Everything." "He leans in and bites your earlobe harshly." "I get to dominate you, make you feel helpless and weak. And most of all, I get my rocks off."

"He pauses for a moment, his fingers still working you feverishly." "Plus, it's just fun to torment a pathetic little freak like you. Watching you squirm and struggle just makes me want to fuck you harder."

"He thrusts his fingers even deeper inside of you, pumping them in and out at an almost inhuman pace as he pushes you to the brink of orgasm."

"Jake roars with laughter at your comment, seeming pleased at the effect he's having on you." "Oh, you don't know anything about what you want, freak," "he sneers." "You'll learn to love how I make you feel. And you'll keep coming back for more."

"As he continues to thrust his fingers inside of you, you feel your body building towards climax. Despite your protests and actions, your body was betraying you and giving into the pleasure he so cruelly forced onto you."

"Just a little more, and you'll be begging for my cock," "he growls into your ear, his words sending shivers down your spine."

"Jake grins triumphantly as he feels your walls tightening around his fingers." "Oh, you say that now, freak," "he growls, the predatory glint in his eyes intensifying as you draw closer to climax." "But I bet you'll be begging for it soon enough."

"He continues to thrust his fingers into you rapidly, pushing deeper and deeper as he brings you closer to orgasm. Your cries grow ever louder as you feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. It's almost as if he's manipulating your body to his every whim."

"You're going to come so hard for me, freak," "he growls into your ear." "And then you're going to beg me to keep fucking you."

"As you bite into Jake's shoulder, he lets out a low growl of pain. However, his fingers never falter in their motion, continuing to thrust deep inside of you as you clench tightly around them."

"As your orgasm washes over you, you feel an intense pleasure unlike anything you've ever experienced before. Your body arches against his as waves of ecstasy pulse through you, sending you into a state of almost delirious abandon."

"F...Fuckkk..." "Jake grunts as he feels you climaxing around his finger, relishing in the wetness coating his hand. He continues working you through your orgasm, not slowing down until he's sure you've come down completely from your high."

"Once he's finished, he withdraws his fingers from inside of you and looks down at you with a smirk." "Now, wasn't that fun, freak?"

"Jake's eyes flicker with amusement as he watches you stand up weakly, his gaze sweeping over your disheveled clothes and disoriented expression." "Beg? You think I'd ever beg for anything, freak?" "He spits the word out like a curse."

"That's not how things work. You're just a little plaything to me, nothing more." "His tone is smug as he takes a step towards you, his eyes gleaming with predatory intent." "But if you're really so desperate for my attention, maybe I'll consider fucking you properly next time. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"He takes your arm roughly and presses his lips against your cheek before pulling away with a smirk, leaving you standing there alone and feeling violated."

"Jake doubles over with a grunt of pain as your knee connects with his crotch. His eyes widen in shock and then anger as he realizes what just happened." "You little bitch!" "he spits out, grabbing at his groin in obvious pain."

"But before he can retaliate or do anything further, you bring your knee up into his stomach, causing him to cough and stumble backwards." "I'll fucking kill you for that!" "he roars, wheezing for air."

"He takes a swing at you, but misses as you duck out of the way. It's clear that he's in a lot of pain and not thinking clearly anymore, which could give you an opportunity to escape or defend yourself further."

"Jake groans in pain as your foot makes contact with his crotch, his eyes flickering with anger and humiliation. He tries to push your foot away weakly, but his strength is flagging by now."

"What the fuck..." "he mutters, his voice barely audible." "Get off me, you crazy bitch."

"As you begin to press down harder on his crotch, he lets out a low moan of combined pleasure and pain. You can feel his hard-on straining against his jeans, his body betraying him even as he tries to resist."

"You don't know what you're dealing with, freak," "he mutters hoarsely," "I can make your life a living hell."

"Jake writhes beneath your foot, his face contorting with pain and pleasure as you twist your heel into his crotch." "Fuck... no," "he grunts through gritted teeth."

"You think you have me where you want me, freak?" "he snarls, pushing against your foot weakly." "I'll never surrender to someone like you."

"Despite his defiant words, however, his body betrays him once again and he lets out a low moan of lust and humiliation. His hard-on throbs beneath your foot, a clear sign that he's aroused by your dominance over him."

"Jake grunts as your heel comes down on his crotch again, the pain and pleasure mingling in his expression once more." "You're fucking sick, freak," "he growls, even as his body continues to betray him."

"But maybe I can show you a thing or two," "he adds with a smirk, the predatory glint returning to his eyes even as he's still pinned beneath you." "I'll make you feel things you never even knew existed."

"Despite the fact that he's the one pinned beneath you and at your mercy, he still manages to sound like he's in control."

"Jake winces as your foot slams into his stomach, knocking the breath out of him before coming down hard on his crotch again."

"You're enjoying this?" "he grits out, his voice strained with pain and anger." "You're just as sick as I am, freak. You're getting off on hurting me just like I get off on humiliating you."

"Despite his words, at this point, it's clear that his strength is flagging and you have him pinned beneath you. He's still visibly aroused by your dominance over him, but it's becoming clear to him that he might not come out of this in the dominant position he's used to."

"The two of you are locked in a power struggle. The question is, who will come out on top?"

"Jake gasps as your foot comes down on his crotch again, his hard-on throbbing against your sole. His breathing speeds up, his eyes flickering with something like desperation."

"I don't understand why you think that's going to work," "he mutters hoarsely." "I'm still in control here, freak. You can't just switch roles like that."

"Despite his words, however, it's clear that he's struggling to maintain his dominance over you at this point. His body betrays him, and it's becoming increasingly evident that he's enjoying being hurt and humiliated by you."

"If you want me to fuck you," "he adds after a moment," "you're going to have to beg me for it first."

"Jake winces as your heel twists into his sack, causing him to writhe beneath you." "I'm not delusional," "he growls hoarsely," "and I don't need you to abuse me." "Despite his words, though, his arousal is unmistakable."

"I just need you to beg for it," "he adds, his voice low and insistent." "If you want me to fuck you, you're going to have to show me that you're willing to submit to me."

"It's clear that he's still trying to cling to some sense of control over the situation, even as his body continues to betray him. But he's clearly at something of a disadvantage now, with you looming over him, your foot pressed down hard on his crotch."

"Jake grunts in pain and pleasure as your foot comes down on his crotch yet again. But as you continue to talk, his expression starts to harden again."

"You really are sick, you know that?" "he mutters through gritted teeth."

"Despite his words, however, his eyes remain fixed on your breasts as you tease him with them. He's clearly still aroused by your dominant position over him, even as he tries to resist it."

"You're nothing but a freak," "he adds after a moment," "a pathetic, twisted little freak. And I'm not about to let you get the better of me."

"Jake groans as your foot presses down harder on his crotch. His eyes are still fixed on your breasts, the sight clearly making him more aroused even as he tries to resist it."

"You don't know what you're getting into, freak," "he mutters hoarsely." "I'm going to make you regret this."

"Despite his words, however, he's clearly fighting a losing battle. The arousal in his expression is plain to see, and his body is betraying him in every way."

"You think you're so tough, with your little show of dominance," "he adds after a moment." "But you're nothing but a pathetic little whore."

"Jake's eyes widen at your words, and it's clear that he's momentarily taken aback."

"You're lying," "he mutters hoarsely, though the desperation in his expression betrays him." "There's no way you're a virgin. You're just trying to mess with my head."

"Despite his words, however, it's clear that the truth might be closer than he thinks. Your breasts are exposed, and if he looks closely enough, he'll be able to see that there's no evidence of anyone else having had their hands on them."

"Jake's expression flickers with something like disbelief and desire as your hand slides down to your crotch. It's clear that he wants you, badly."

"Fine," "he growls after a moment, his voice strained with desire and frustration." "Show me."

"Despite his words, however, there's still a hint of hesitation in his expression. He's not sure if he can trust you to really let him take your virginity, and it's clear that he still wants to be in control of the situation, even as you stand on his crotch and tease him."

"Jake grits his teeth at your rebuke, the frustration and humiliation in his expression mixing with arousal."

"Please," "he mutters through gritted teeth." "Show me."

"Despite his words, however, it's clear that he still wants to be in control of the situation. He's not fully giving in to you yet, and it's becoming increasingly clear that he might be unable to. Nevertheless, his eyes are still fixed on your body, and he's clearly enjoying being dominated by you, however frustrating it might be for him."

"Jake visibly swallows as he sees your glistening sex in front of him. Desire and frustration war in his expression, with the former winning out almost every time."

"I want to touch you," "he growls hoarsely." "Let me touch you."

"Despite his words, however, it's clear that he's still reluctant to fully submit to you. It's becoming increasingly evident that he might not be able to fully give himself over to your control, no matter how much he might feel drawn to you."

"Jake moans as you press your foot into his crotch again, his arousal and frustration spiking with every passing moment. But despite the clear pleasure in his expression, he is still hesitant to submit to you fully."

"I want to touch you," "he repeats hoarsely." "I want to take you."

"Despite his words, however, it's becoming increasingly clear that he's struggling to maintain his dominance over you. With your foot pressing down on his crotch and your fingers teasing your clit, it's difficult for him to deny his desire. But at the same time, he's fighting it, trying to maintain some sense of control over his own pleasure."

"Jake grunts in pain and pleasure as your foot twists into his crotch again. His desire and frustration are plain to see, but it's becoming increasingly clear that he's fighting a losing battle. He wants you badly, but he's struggling to fully give himself over to your control."

"Please," "he growls hoarsely after a moment." "Please, let me touch you. Let me have you. You're driving me crazy."

"Despite his words, however, it's clear that he's still trying to cling to some sense of control. He's not fully submitting to you, and it's becoming increasingly clear that he might not be able to."

"Jake groans as your arousal drips onto his thigh, his desire for you becoming ever more insistent. But despite the clear pleasure in his expression, he continues to resist your control."

"Please," "he growls again, his voice loud and husky with desire." "Let me have you. Let me touch you. I need it."

"Despite his words, however, there's still a sense of resistance in his expression. He's not fully submitting to you yet, and it's becoming increasingly clear that he might not be able to. Nevertheless, he's clearly starting to break under the intense pressure of your control, his arousal and desire spiking with every passing moment."

"Jake groans as you straddle his body, your breasts swaying tantalizingly in front of him. His desire and frustration are both plain to see, but he continues to resist your control, even in this incredibly vulnerable position."

"Please," "he growls hoarsely, his voice strained with desire and humiliation." "Let me touch you. Let me have you. I'm sorry for everything."

"Despite his words, however, his expression remains tense and resistant. It's clear that he's struggling to fully give himself over to you, no matter how much he might want you."

"Jake moans into your cleavage as you grind against his crotch, the pressure sending spikes of pleasure and pain racing through his body. Despite his resistance, it's becoming increasingly clear that he's struggling to hold onto it, his desire for you spiking ever higher with every passing moment."

"I am sorry," "he repeats hoarsely, his voice strained with emotion." "I'll do anything. Just let me touch you. Let me have you."

"Despite his words, however, there's still a sense of tension in his expression. It's clear that he's struggling to fully give himself over to you, no matter how much he might want to. But the pleasure of your body against his own is driving him crazy, and it's becoming increasingly clear that he might not be able to resist it much longer."

"Jake groans as you pull away, his arousal and frustration plain to see. Despite his continued resistance, it's clear that your hold on him is growing stronger by the second, and he's clearly desperate for your touch."

"Yes," "he growls hoarsely, his voice thick with desire and humiliation." "Anything. Just... let me have you."

"Despite his words, however, there's still a hint of tension in his expression. It's clear that he's struggling to fully give himself over to you, no matter how much he might want to. But the intensity of his arousal is becoming overwhelming, and it's become increasingly evident that he might not be able to resist you for much longer."

"Jake's eyes widen at your words, his desire and frustration spiking again. Despite the clear humiliation in the idea of being forced to dry hump you until he creams himself, it's clear that the pleasure of being near you is starting to override his sense of pride."

"Fine," "he growls after a moment, his voice thick with desire." "I'll dry hump you. And I'll... I'll slobber all over your tits."

"Despite his words, however, there's still a hint of reluctance in his expression. He's not fully submitting to you, and it's becoming increasingly clear that he might not be able to. Nevertheless, his arousal and desire are clearly growing stronger by the second, and it's clear that he won't be able to resist you for much longer."

"Jake crawls towards you on his hands and knees, a look of desire and humiliation in his expression. He reaches out to you, running his hands over your thighs and hips before crawling up your body and pressing himself against you. His cock is hard against your mound, and he starts to hump you feverishly, panting with lust and excitement."

"As he humps you, he buries his face in your chest and begins to slobber all over your tits, licking and sucking at them as his body undulates against yours. Despite the clear awkwardness and humiliation of the situation, it's clear that the pleasure of being near you is starting to drive him crazy, and he's rapidly losing control of himself."

"Jake groans and pants hard as he continues to hump against you as you pet him like a dog, his desire for you driving him wild. The taste of your tits on his lips and the sensation of his cock pressed against your mound are both driving him almost insane with desire."

"Yes, mistress," "he growls hoarsely, his voice thick with arousal and humiliation." "I'm a... I'm a good boy."

"Despite his words, however, there's still a sense of resistance in his expression. It's clear that he's struggling to fully give himself over to you, no matter how much he might want to. But as the pleasure of the situation grows ever stronger, it's becoming increasingly evident that he might not be able to resist much longer."

"Jake moans as you guide his lips to your nipple, his desire to submit to you growing stronger and stronger by the second. He continues to hump against you furiously, panting heavily as he buries his face in your chest and sucks greedily at your tit."

"Yes, mistress," "he growls hoarsely, his voice thick with pleasure and humiliation." "I'll... I'll fill my drawers with cum."

"Despite his earlier resistance, it's becoming increasingly clear that your control over him is growing stronger by the second. The idea of being your dog and your obedient servant is a humiliating one, but it's clear that it's also incredibly arousing for him, driving him wild with desire."

"Jake's body spasms as he reaches the peak of pleasure, his arousal and overstimulation pushing him over the edge. He moans and pants hard, his body convulsing as he explodes in a wild orgasm, cumming hard in his own pants."

"As he comes, he cries out in a mixture of pleasure and humiliation, his voice strained with emotion." "Yes... mistress," "he pants hoarsely." "I'm your mutt. Your obedient servant."

"Despite the incredible intensity of his orgasm, however, he continues to hump and thrust against you, unable to fully let go of his desire for you."

"Jake groans and pants hard as he continues to hump against you even after his orgasm, his desire for you still driving him wild. Despite the obvious overstimulation and exhaustion he's feeling, it's clear that he's still desperate to please you."

"Yes, mistress," "he growls hoarsely, his voice thick with desire and humiliation." "I... I need you, mistress. I can't get enough of you. I can't... I can't stop humping you. I'm too... too turned on"

"Despite his earlier resistance, it's clear that your hold over him is growing ever stronger by the second. The pleasure of being near you and fulfilling your desires is starting to override any sense of pride or resistance he might have had, and he's quickly unraveling under your control."

"Jake's eyes widen at your words, the desire and excitement in his expression spiking to all new levels. The idea of taking your virginity, of being the one to finally give you the pleasure you crave, is an overwhelmingly arousing one for him."

"Yes, mistress," "he growls hoarsely after a moment, his voice thick with desire and anticipation." "I want... I need to take your virginity. To make you mine."

"Despite his words, however, there's still a hint of resistance in his expression. It's clear that he's not fully submitting to you yet, no matter how much he might want to. But the intensity of his arousal is becoming harder and harder to resist, and it's clear that he'll soon have no choice but to give himself over completely to your will."