Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 7 Chapter 292/ 42: Check in

"So, what are you thinking about Dragon Ball?" Crystal asked me as we walked down the street. 

"That the old man should never be around kids," I replied.

Crystal instantly pouted and glared at me, "It's funny," She complained.

"Sure, as long as it is little boys, I guess," I replied with a chuckle, "It is funny, but I do like the fights so far. It is interesting, though, and I like it."

"Maybe I should have started you with Dragon Ball Z then," Crystal said. 

"Well," I said while looking around while we walked hand in hand, "I think that one where the girl has a fucked up sadistic urge to fuck with her enemies. I think she should just fuck them, though," I replied, and Crystal started to laugh.

"You have an interesting view on anime," Crystal said.

"Well, am I wrong?" I asked, "I mean, I enjoy punishing women and men, don't get me wrong, but how do you deal with your fucking boner afterward?" I asked, "Like, she clearly is sopping wet, and her suit or panties or whatever must be fucking drenched. When is she jerking off?" 

"Sometimes, for some, just the act is enough."

"I want to say bullshit so fucking badly," I said, closing my eyes, "I really want to say bullshit. But I also know that just two months ago, I would have said bullshit about enjoying people's pain. I really did not know this side of myself, so I can't attack that."

"There are so many kinks, Angela. Maybe I should take you to a furry convention. I think you would have a blast."

"Furry Convention? Sounds like when I make you piss in the backyard."

"Close, We would need suits to go, though," Crystal said slowly, "Also, those conventions get fucked up real quick. A lot of Hotels ban them from using their venues. Too much shit goes down."

"Wow," I said honestly, astonished, "How bad?" I asked curiously.

"Um, I think a Hilton Hotel had half a million dollars in damage?"

"Okay, Those parties probably get fucked up quickly."

"Oh, they really, really do; one kink there is the Diaper kink, which I am not a fan of. I don't knock it, but I find it gross, personally."

"Sounds gross to me, too."

"Oh, there are some women, more men though, that like a Dom to take complete control of their life. Like so complete you would need the dom's permission to go to the bathroom."

I winced at that, "I couldn't imagine doing that," I said, "Although, I don't mind forcing you to drink my piss here and there," I chuckled as Crystal blushed, "But, every time? No thanks."

"Oh, there are some kinks that you would loathe then. Like the Spreader kink, I believe it is called. What that is, is the Dom spreading the anal cavity to the point someone can no longer control their bladder with ring spreaders. They MUST wear a diaper for the rest of their life basically unless they take time to rehab or surgery."

I looked at Crystal gob-smacked at that. "How could someone ever want to do that?" I asked bluntly.

"Angela, my wonderful Girlfriend, the world is a fucked up place. People love fucked up things and will find people who love them enough to do it to them, or people who want to do that to someone."

"I-" I took a deep breath, "I mean, I guess people would find our lifestyle fucked up. Although I bet some men would be jealous of mine," I chuckled, "I have enough sex for five men, right?"

"More like ten men," Crystal replied, shaking her head, "Seriously, if you could split yourself in two and separate your stamina and sexual stamina, you would be your own ten-man gangbang on men and women."

"That isn't true."

"How many times have you orgasmed a day?" Crystal asked.

"I don't know; I don't count!" I said, shrugging. 

"Okay, let's see; you have me in the morning in the shower, Then me again in the kitchen, potentially a second round where you cum inside me. So two or three there, then you go to school early, and after running and sprinting there, you fuck someone before school. Then you have Tracy and Alex at lunch now, right?" Crystal asked, and I nodded. "Okay, so how many times with them?"

"At least once, sometimes twice, and if I can, three times."

"Okay, so if we go, max, three times in the morning, before school, twice before school starts at school. Then you have three times during lunch, then let's say it is a Tuesday; how many times with your client this week?" Crystal asked. 

"Um, I think this week I did like nine?" I said, unsure.

Crystal looked at me, shocked, and shook her head, "Was it a woman?"

"Yeah?" I replied, confused.

"Rest in peace, that poor, poor vagina," Crystal said with a mournful tone, "She was probably fucked senseless and could not move an inch. So that is eighteen times, oh plus two times with me. Twenty times? Twenty times sounds about right, so if you think, and I think a lot of women would agree with me here, that if a man, on average, can cum twice in a day or fuck twice a day, that would be a lot for them. That means that in one day this week, you had enough sex for ten men. We are not talking about the average American here because, on average, men have less sex than ever! So we are already calling on the chads of the community. You beat ten of them combined."

"No," I said doubtful, "Guys cum more than that. I made Jake cum more than that, Kylar too!"

"BECAUSE YOU ARE FUCKING THEM!" Crystal exclaimed in exasperation. "Seriously, there is a difference; there are dry orgasms and ejaculations for men. You also don't let up and force them to cum. So it is not the same," Crystal argued.

"Whatever you say," I said, done with the conversation. If you say that is true, I will try and believe you,"  I said with a chuckle.

"Good, because on this, I am right, and any man who says differently is probably lying." Crystal chuckled, "Actually if I did not know you, I would call you a liar for how much sex you have."

"See, but I am not a liar!"

"No, but you are also a genetic anomaly." I frowned. I looked at Crystal, very annoyed, and Crystal looked at me confused. "What?"

"How would you like it if I called you a genetic anomaly?" I asked.

"Um, Honestly, I would not mind that much, but I guess I never thought about it."

"And I have been made fun of for being a genetic anomaly for over a decade." I told her honestly, "When I go to the doctors, they like to run tests that I don't ask for, and when I talked to Med students, they ask me if I would be willing to be in their doctoral thesis. I never know if they are going to invade my privacy to learn more about me. For some reason, my hormones counteract each other to keep in harmony; I don't know why that is, and neither do the Doctors."

"Oh," Crystal said with dawning realization. 

"Yeah, I am a genetic anomaly, and it comes with consequences that others don't have to think about. The Minority I am in is one in five thousand or so, and that is if you count all intersex men and women," I said bluntly. "I am a fringe study, even among Intersex people, for how well my body balances things."

"I am sorry," Crystal said sadly, "I did not think about it when I said it."

I closed my eyes, looked at her, and smiled, "I know you would not have said it if you thought it was going to hurt me. Frankly, I have heard it one too many times. I was understanding when Samantha asked me to get bloodwork done, but honestly, although I really tried not to think about it, I was apprehensive."

"Did you do the medical training?" Crystal asked, and I froze.

"Shit, she got that ready for me, didn't she?" I asked.

"I believe so."

"I completely fucking forgot."

"I will talk to her; she probably knows already."

I sighed, "Fuck, I really should get that, too," I said after a moment.

"Yeah," Crystal giggled. It looks like we're here," Crystal said as we approached Sensei's gym. We both went silent and walked in, and I saw Sensei talking to Trevor. With our entry, though, they both turned a moment later, and Sensei smiled.

"Angela! Um, Crystal, right?" Trevor asked.

"Yup," Crystal said with a grin, "How are you?"

"Good, just talking to Sensei a bit," Trevor replied and looked at me. "Bringing the girlfriend now to show off."

"Sensei asked me to," I replied bluntly, "I may have gone a bit too far with trying to increase my flexibility," I began, and Sensei turned to me with a very serious expression, "and ended up with a lot of muscle pain. Luckily, I had a friend who is a massage therapist, and she helped me out a lot. So I am feeling much better, and so I am sad to say that I should have listened to Sensei earlier."

"You know it is stupid not to listen to Sensei," Trevor said, and Crystal giggled.

"I speak words, I mean, Angela," Sensei added in.

"Thank you, Sensei." I said with a small bow, "I also bring tribute to save me, I mean." I coughed as Crystal giggled. "I brought Crystal like you asked Sensei."

"I am in your relationship because I care, Angela," Sensei said. Relationships are what people your age struggle the most with today, and I just wish to help."

"Sensei," I let my voice trail off, "I'm sorry, Sensei."

"Sufficient," Sensei said with a teasing smile that I knew I would not be able to escape from. "Okay, let us go to my office, Trevor; listen to me and follow the regime I told you," Sensei said. As I headed to his office, I looked at Sensei, confused. 

"You want me to come along too?" I asked, worried.

"Obviously, Angela, come, bring your girlfriend."

Trevor was doing all he could to stop himself from laughing at me, and I glared at him as he turned his head away from Sensei. Instead of worrying about it, even though I was, I went to see Sensei still holding hands with Crystal.

Not more than a minute later, we were alone with Sensei in his office, where it seemed that he had sometimes been working on some paperwork. It was a bit more of a mess than usual, and he looked at us. "Crystal," Sensei said, "I would like to ask you how things are with Angela. Is she not doing anything wrong in your relationship? Something that I can fix? Like being rude to you or something. I ask this not because I want to pry but because I once had a student who was rough with his girlfriend." Sensei smiled and continued, "But from your reaction, is she not good?" Sensei smiled, and I looked at Crystal to see her surprised expression. 

"Well, she is mean to me, Sensei," Crystal complained, and my eyes widened, and I saw his interested look. "You know that she is a bit of a player? I allow her to roam free and have sex with others, and she has the audacity to be the absolute perfect girlfriend!" Crystal complained with a smile, and Sensei started to laugh, "I am not even kidding; what did you teach this woman?" Crystal continued, "She RESPECTS MY BOUNDERIES. Doesn't even try to probe them to see where the line is. And, you will not believe it, Sensei; I told her I love her. You know what she said to me?"

"What?" Sensei asked, extremely interested, with a smile on his face.

Shit, Sensei is going to want to hear about all of this.

"She said, 'I don't know if what I feel for you is love, but I do know that I care for you.' The AUDACITY," she complained, and Sensei looked surprised. She doesn't lie to me about anything important, either. She is bluntly open about everything. I can't even get mad at her. Whenever she does something that might even be close to a mistake, you know what she does?" Crystal said with an exasperated expression and tone.

"I am interested to hear."

"She comes out with it, accepts responsibility, tries to talk it through like a mature adult, and leaves me loving her more. Super mean!": She complained, and the smile on Sensei's face was massive. "This morning, she was saying cheesy pick-up lines that I know she completely meant to! It's frustrating. Do you know what else she said?" Crystal continued, and I was starting to get exasperated, but I knew with how Crystal was talking, she needed to rant about it, "She told me that I should just fall hopelessly in love with her and she would just take care of me." Her expression was one of pure frustration and exasperation, "What am I supposed to feel when I can tell that she completely means it?" 

"I see that your relationship is going well then," Sensei said.

"Oh, there will always be small things. Angela is something that needs more than one person to manage, but in our relationship, I am more than happy. I am also only saying this because you are Angela's Sensei. You are the only one who can put her in her place for those damn pickup lines. I can't take too many; I will just have to marry an article of her clothing at this point till she is ready just from sheer need."

I blushed hard at that, and Sensei smiled. "I am glad to hear that. I have always been worried about my favorite student and her lack of relationships. The only people she was even close to were her fellow gym members, which was not healthy," Sensei said.

I blushed, and Crystal smiled, "So, with that out of the way, What would you like to ask me?" Crystal asked.

"I run a fighting gym that teaches practical Mixed Martial Arts, Crystal. I make it a habit to check in on my people, even if they are a woman like Angela," Sensei said, pointing at me, "To check in on relationships. I don't need to talk to Angela about the old member when she was younger, Dallas, do I?"

I closed my eyes, and I nodded.

"Who was Dallas?" Crystal asked.

"Dallas was one of my failures to teach ethics," Sensei said, "I will not say much more than when I asked his girlfriend the same question I asked you. She did not reassure me with her reaction, and Dallas did not reassure me either. So I looked into it, and he was ruthlessly beating the poor girl at home. She was very much along the way to loving him through physical violence. I put an end to that," Sensei paused and looked at me. "Well, to be honest,  I cannot say I am proud of what I did to him, but he has never done that to another woman again. He is also now in jail."

"Oh," Crystal said, surprised.

"When you know how to fight and pick people apart, you must teach ethics so that that person will know when and where to use that knowledge," I said.

"Exactly. I got to Angela a little early, so I expect a bit more from her, who is my favorite student."

"I will not non-consensually hit Crystal," I told my Sensei bluntly.

"I see there is a conditional there," Sensei said with a disapproving voice.

"Oh, please don't try to make her drop that," Crystal jumped in.

"You are an odd one, Crystal."

"No, I am a kinkster. I like what I like, and Angela is amazing to me."

"That's Good to hear," Sensei said. I know I asked you here just to ask a simple question, but I always do this. 

"That is no worries; I am happy that Angela has someone like you in her life. I have a couple of friends who could have used someone like you in their life, willing to ask and see the signs of abuse." Crystal said, "It is also a rampant problem among the BDSM community for both men and women. There are many who like to take advantage of the top-bottom relationship to control their partner, and because one does not know better, they think it is normal. It usually takes years before people in the community figure out what happened, and by then, the damage is not only already done, but traumas are made, and new kinks are created where that person seeks out those abusers even though it makes them unhappy."

"That is a shameful thing," Sensei said, "but that is true even outside of those relationships, Crystal." Sensei said with a long sigh, "Many do not understand what is happening to them, which is abuse, and so they think it is normal. The world relies on teachers like myself and those in schools to figure out that a person is being abused." Sensei sighed deeply, "Unfortunately, the world today is making it even harder for us to find and stop the abuse. But I did not bring you here to lecture you. I just wanted to do exactly this. Is there something you wanted me to do?" Sensei asked.

"Yeah, get her to stop being so mean and saying so many things sincerely. It's not good for my mental health, and I am going to," Crystal was about to continue when Sensei put up his hand.

"Nope, I don't need to know, and I know you don't actually want me to. So, please, I only need to know so much personal business." Sensei stopped her, "Now, Angela, don't go too hard on yourself with flexibility training. Work your way up, i am happy to see you start. Once you get a bit in, I can start teaching you some practical Jujitsu. I know you know a bit, but that is to escape others, and it has always been your weakness. Now go," Sensei said and I nodded.

I bowed, "Thank you, Sensei. I will take your words to heart. I will see you soon."

"Do."

With that, I took Crystal out, who seemed to get really wordy in this gym. I noticed we never let each other's hands go. We walked out of the Gym, and Trevor was working on the machines hard. I could see the sweat start to build. I was on a strict relaxation policy from my poor training earlier today; otherwise, I would have stopped to do some training.

As we left, I turned to Crystal, who was smiling, "Okay, I really like your Sensei now. I was not expecting him to check up on me to see if you were abusing me. I cannot believe he did not care that you have been mean to me these past couple of days."

I snorted without meaning to, "And you were being a little pest in there." I replied, "We both know, and he can tell you don't want me to change."

"Of course not, but my grievance is still valid!"

"No, it is not," I replied and pulled her lightly. Come on, let's go get something to eat. I just want to hang out a bit."

"Of Course! Do contact that little sissy bitch."

"I guess I should contact my sister, too," I said with a sigh.

"You know it is weird that you want to make a chastity thing for her."

"You know it is weird that she is the one that masturbates to me, not the other way around."

"Well, what do you need to masturbate for?" Crystal asked, then turned to me sharply, surprised, "What?"

"Oh yeah, did I not tell you? I caught her jerking it to me when I went home the other week. Not once, but twice in total," I sighed, "So I got pissed, and I had a spare chastity cage where I locked up her cock."

"So many questions, but I should not ask on the streets," Crystal said and shook her head, "Whatever, let's get some lunch in us." Crystal said, pointing at a little diner not far down the road, "Let's go there!" Crystal exclaimed, and I smiled/

"Let's go!"