A GeenaLovesMike Kinktober Story, told by Kyle

Written by BoxingGloveLove

“I bet college is unfolding very differently from how your counselors in high school told you it would go, huh slut?” Sue said distantly as she applied her makeup in the mirror, not even looking my way.

I was nude and kneeling at her feet, holding onto her sandals like an obedient pet, my teeth clamped around the straps. Save for a thin, white see-through shirt, her flawless body was also nude. My dick was rock hard and leaking.

“Answer me, Kyle.” My owner stopped to look at me sharply for a second.

“Yesh, mishtresh!” I said excitedly, turned on as fuck from being her good little play-toy.

Sue was right. State, and the sexy, female-first culture that it fostered was the complete opposite of what I was told college life was going to be…

…and really, I couldn’t be happier about it.

I hated everything about high school, and my counselors had all been jerks. I didn’t even know what femdom was until I first came here.

Now, it was all I thought about. That and Sue.

“Good boy. You might have been considered something back then, with your little swim team scholarship…but look at you now.” Sue went back to her cosmetics and concentrated, and I was an afterthought again. “You were born to hold onto my shoes, and don’t forget it…”

“Yesh, Goddesh! I adore errything about you!” I had big stupid hearts in my eyes. Sue could be as mean as possible to me, and it would just make my cock harder.

It was the spooky season on campus, and the trees were all orange, yellow, and festooned with cool green and purple decorations. The air was crisp, and you could smell the pumpkin spice wafting from every mug of coffee. To my delight, there was a kinky party held somewhere most days now, and Sue seemed hellbent on taking me to each one. Sometimes she took me leashed and collared. Sometimes she took me nude.

I fucking loved it. It was so hot. My high school counselors would have been jealous.

Taken all together, October was a spectacular month to serve a Goddess. I was eating super good. Pegging, worship, and aftercare every damn day. College and slaving for Sue was going great for me… at least for the most part.

Because I had been sorta dreading this day in particular, and the party that was being thrown tonight.

I mean…It’s a little embarrassing to say… but it’s a real good thing Sue had convinced me that cuckolding was hot…

…Because we were about to go to a costume party at this one frat house.

And she wanted to fuck other dudes on the swim team.

The team that I’m also on.

She had been telling me all month, and I’d been mortified just seeing this square on the calendar.

Like, I’m fine with her bangin’ whoever she wants. She’s my owner and I get hard at the thought of her always getting her way…

But I know these guys…and I’m already the low man on the pole as it is.

My ass clinched in shame at the thought of it.

But the head of my dick leaked, and it betrayed my feelings. I loved the taste of her footwear. If Sue had been looking at me, she may have gotten a chuckle.

I was like a two-headed snake at a crossroads. I didn’t know where the hell I was going. Sue was good at making me lose my cool.

“I think…I just about got…my cosmetics on point. What do you think, slut?” Sue looked back down at me.

“You rook absorutery beautifur, goddesh.” She looked the way she always did. Hot, but I couldn’t tell the difference. I guess that meant it was perfect?

“That’s the objective, Kylie. Nobody gives enough love to the swim team, and I just don’t understand it. They’re all hot, hung, and overlooked. I bet they fuck like machines.” She went over to her closet and vanished, leaving me there to contemplate those words.

I mean, I was on the very same team.

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