Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 2 Epilogue

Tracy and I hadn't stopped walking as we went back to her place. The night was still dark, with only the random lights of satellites or Airplanes showing as we walked down the Street. My mind was much different than the empty streets as we walked. No, I heard nothing coming, and I didn't know what to do. I was distracting myself, hoping for some distraction from answering Tracy.

I knew there was another side of the story. The conversation had stagnated, and I didn't know what to do, though. Why did I have to deal with something like this? Why did I have to deal with the fact that these people meant me harm? I started to chuckle into the night sky; it was so stupid that I thought avoiding this would be an advisable idea.

Things were as they were, and Tracy did what she did. Jake did what she did. That was all things that they did and had nothing to do to me. But look at what I did? I reversed Jake's rape attempt and gave him my virginity fucking his tight ass. I may have given that fucking rapist asshole my cock's virginity, but it wasn't the one that he wanted. I couldn't help but laugh as I did that, and I wondered what Tracy would think when I told her what I did to that sissy fucker.

But Tracy had put the idea in his head. That was why she wanted to confess her side of the story. I couldn't help but continue to laugh. This changed nothing in the end to me. She explained, and that was to help herself. It did nothing for me, and it wouldn't change anything about how I dealt with Tracy. She even asked for me to more or less keep treating her the same way.

Why should I change how I treated Tracy then? This was her selfish way of not asking me for forgiveness. But to explain her side of the story. That was it, and I smiled, and my laugh turned into a chuckle. The night was still dark, and there were still no stars in the sky. The streets were empty, and finally, I turned to look at Tracy, who seemed to be looking at me confused.

"You know," I began, "I was already giving you a chance this entire time," I told her with humor in my tone. "I have told you and give you a chance. I will continue with the choices that I have given you already, Tracy," I told her, making Tracy blush a little in the darkness. "I am grateful and annoyed you told me your side," I confessed as that was what I felt. "But, I am not an idiot," I told her, looking at her. "You never told me this because you wanted me to give you a chance. You could have never told me this in your entire life and still been at my side." I told her flatly.

Tracy started to cry, and I wasn't sure if she was sad or happy at my words. My nose flared, and I took in a deep breath. "I don't mind you, Tracy. You are my Skank, and I will continue to treat you that way." I told her, "You will become the high-class Skank that I will treat as I like. You will become the best you can be under my control, Or you don't. In the end, Skank. That is what it will be. I am giving you a chance. You can be all you can and want to be in my life. I find that attractive, and I would definitely keep you around to be mine if you pursue your best self. If you don't, then why would I want less?" I finished with that question.

Tracy had tears in her eyes. But when they fell under the light from the street light, those eyes made no more tears. Her smile was much larger than I had thought I had ever seen on her before. "Okay," Tracy said, her tears seeming to already dry up with the autumn breeze. "I like that thought," Tracy told me and looked up to the sky, "The best I can be and no less... Huh? Why does that sound so romantic?" Tracy asked, and I knew it wasn't directed at me.

The walk turned quiet when I couldn't help but smirk, "You want to be the best Skank you can be?" I asked with that smirk, and I pointed towards a small, deserted alleyway just before we reached the last stretch to our houses. "I want you to sleep with an ass full of my semen in your ass," I told her and started to walk over.

I heard her walk behind me as I entered the alleyway, and I turned to her with a smile. "Well, Skank, I want to see that ass now bare ready for me to fuck," I ordered.

Tracy looked excited, and with the dried tears, it hit a spot in me that loved it. I loved the look on her face. She wasn't sad anymore, but that teary-eyed face remained, and it only made me want to dominate her more. It was amazing to watch her turn herself around and shimmy down her pants just enough for her ass to hang out. She placed her hands on the brick wall and turned to look back at me.

"Mistress, Please, Fuck this Skanks wanting ass. I want you so bad to leave me filled up," Tracy begged without prompting. A smile appeared on my face, and I spread those ass cheeks, and I could still see her ass gaping a little from my treatment earlier.

I unzipped my jeans, and I maneuvered my cock out, letting it feel the cold autumn air lightly slapping my rapidly hardening cock on her ass cheeks. "You will be my best Skank," I told her.

"I want to be your best Skank, Mistress. I want you to shove that fat cock in me. Fill me again and again until I remember your cock in my ass, even in my dreams. Please, Mistress," Tracy begged.

I couldn't dissuade that, and I pushed my cock slowly inside of her. Her sphincter might not have been lubed, but I quickly slid in with the semen left in there from our previous activities. Tracy couldn't contain her moan as I slid in there inch by inch. I slid in until my jeans pressed against her ass, and I pulled her head back. Her hands remained against the brick wall, and her moan sounded loud in the silence.

I didn't care at this moment as I was deep inside her, and I put my hand over her mouth. "Loud skanks might get us caught," I told her, and I started to fuck her fast and quick. This wasn't going to be some slow play. Tracy loudly moaned into my hand as I thrust into her, and I knew this could only be a quickie as I continued to slap her ass with my hips. I thrust into her, and I felt her ass tighten on me harder and harder as she tried to scream out her pleasure. Tracy was lost in it as I ravaged her ass.

I continued to do so without mercy, the semen inside her giving sufficient lube for me to be rough with her ass, and I felt her legs tremble as she orgasmed into her pants below her. I didn't care as I took my pleasure from my Skank and continued to fuck that spasming ass as she came all over my cock. I felt her go into a second orgasm before releasing deep into her ass as I tried to finish as fast as possible. I cradled my neck as I covered her scream. I moaned into her nape as rope after rope of fresh semen filled her ass.

I remained inside her till my ejaculation finished and pressed her against the wall as I released her mouth. She huffed with exertion, and I felt good releasing into her. I pulled out slowly from her warm ass, and I stood back before turning her around. My cock hung in the open air, still hard, but the cold air slowly was helping me with that. I closed my lips on Tracy's and woke her fogged mind with a smooch. I broke the kiss and pulled up my pants, putting my cock into my pants' leg instead of my panties for the first time in a while.

I sighed, feeling much better, and Tracy smiled back at me with a complicated look. Tracy's mood seemed to be all over the place tonight, and I couldn't blame her. "Let's get you home," I told her before looking down, "Let's get those pants back on first," I commented with a grin.

Tracy giggled and put back on her panties and pants, which had a wet spot around the crotch. It wasn't going to be comfortable, but we were already bringing her back home. I helped her walk back as her legs trembled a little, and she wrapped her arms through my right to support herself. We walked in silence that seemed to no longer feel awkward to me for the first time tonight. It was a nice change, and I preferred it like this.

I looked into the sky with the light autumn breeze that seemed to be picking up, and soon we were at Tracy's house. I didn't walk her to her door; instead, I stood off the property and walked away when she reached the door. I saw the door closing behind her just as I was about to leave sight. I had no idea what Tracy told her parents, and that wasn't my problem as I walked the last few blocks with the world on my mind.

Life was getting complicated, and I don't know if I missed the days already when I just ran to school and back. It was so simple, and all I had to do was deal with that bullshit that Jake dished out with several other students. That was all I never had to plan things or deal with relationships. I could work out and do my school work in silence. There were no balancing acts or time constraints. I could do what I wanted when I wanted.

Now, I couldn't, I could feel that, and it annoyed me in some right. It was a pain in my ass, but I derived so much pleasure from what I had been doing lately. Crystal's fantastic body, Tracy's tight ass, Alex's hair-trigger pussy, Becky's cumdump pussy. These were things that I didn't want to give up. There was so much more going on lately, and I knew that more was to come. I couldn't wait till I could dominate some random rich person for a boatload of cash. It was interesting just thinking about it.

Without even realizing it, I was putting the key into the door and heading into my home. It was dark in the living room, surprisingly, and I saw the light of my mother's studio on. She must be inspired by something, and I wouldn't do anything to let her lose that. I heard footsteps upstairs in my Fathers office. It sounded like he was pacing, thinking about something serious. It didn't matter as I made my way into my room, checked my laundry, and started another load that I would change in the morning. I sighed, looking at all my familiar equipment, and I picked up some weights and put some iron on the bench press.

I emptied my backpack, and I started to prepare it for Monday. It made sure to hide the new Chastity cage for the sissy and made sure it was fully charged, as was his new butt plug. I picked up my phone and downloaded the app after connecting to the house's Wifi. It was so simple that it felt almost therapeutic. I smiled as I looked through the app before I texted Alex.

Angela: Tomorrow morning, Usual place, be there.

I sent the order off to Alex, and I set my phone off to the side. I looked at the Iron, and I felt sleepy thinking about everything. I wanted to do some pumping on the bench press as I listened to the familiar thumps of the Dryer and the swooshes from the washer. But I also didn't want to have another shower. I sighed, and I set my alarms as I received a text.

Alex: Yes, Mistress

The simple reply was all I needed, and I went to sit on my bed. I will work out before school tomorrow, and so I stripped. I stretched a couple of times, and I used a tissue to clean up my cock from my Skank. I smiled and purposefully didn't try to think about her pussy as I lay on the bed.

As I covered my naked body with the familiar movement of the laundry, I laid back, my mind not quite ready to shut off. It was an exciting week. I got so many good things, and I learned so much about myself and others. My eyes felt heavier and heavier as I felt optimistic about what might happen tomorrow.