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Beta And Her Alpha
I never dated, everything was always with a group of friends. I never felt anything for anyone. I did better in groups with male friends, with females it was a different. Females frustrated me, especially too pretty, too nice, with boys around them. I was a senior in college when I was cornered by a girl, groped and pushed into a bedroom and got fucked. There was no seduction of any kind, she didn't know my name and I didn't know hers.
I left college with guilt about it, anxiety, and an inability to get over it. After six months I quit my job and moved to the city she was working in and forced her to deal with me. She treated me like dirt, her name is Caroline, and my place was behind her in everything. At one sitting, at her apartment, she told me that my place was sucking cock. If I wanted to hang around to get on it, suck cock right then, suck Caroline.
It was humiliating and I was failing at it, I had never sucked any cock, I had never touched a cock, and she humiliated me further by pushing me off and telling me she was going to show her how it was done. She grabbed me and forced me open, worked her mouth and tongue, and shoved her head in my cock and made me lick her face clean. Caroline was the Alpha and I was her Beta, she told me to move in with her and do what she said.
She put me on the side of the bed by the window, I was given bathroom and kitchen duties, and handwashing her panties. I got second place on hot water and ironed her clothes for the day. When we went out I walked on her left, sat on her left. I had to take seconds when 'he' came over, this despicable man. No matter how much I wanted Caroline to hug me, she turned her back on me telling me to go to sleep.
Then one spring morning after her shower she told me I needed to groom her for her bikini. I sat on the toilet and she stood on a towel and with scissors and a razor I cut, shaped, shaved her beautiful pussy, until her pussy lips stood out and not able to hold myself back I kissed her, fell on my knees grabbing her hips and sucked on to her pussy like a leach.
She let me suck and lick, until her legs trembled and she pushed my head back staring down on me. "You like that don't you?". I did. From that day I was responsible for keeping her pussy neat and clean, for 'cleaning her out' with my mouth and tongue, for getting her to orgasm, for massaging her breasts with creams and puckering her nipples by sucking on them. I moved to the center of the bed where she could feel me, and put my arms around her so she could feel my breasts and mound against her.
From time to time she worked off her energy by 'fucking' me, eating me and forcing a climax on me. Kisses came, became more and more often, complaints of getting under her skin. Telling me she had gotten rid of that man but not let it go to my head. A Beta knows not to blow her advantage, I made sure she knew I was the cocksucker, washed her panties and made the bed. I had my Alpha eating out of my hand.
I left college with guilt about it, anxiety, and an inability to get over it. After six months I quit my job and moved to the city she was working in and forced her to deal with me. She treated me like dirt, her name is Caroline, and my place was behind her in everything. At one sitting, at her apartment, she told me that my place was sucking cock. If I wanted to hang around to get on it, suck cock right then, suck Caroline.
It was humiliating and I was failing at it, I had never sucked any cock, I had never touched a cock, and she humiliated me further by pushing me off and telling me she was going to show her how it was done. She grabbed me and forced me open, worked her mouth and tongue, and shoved her head in my cock and made me lick her face clean. Caroline was the Alpha and I was her Beta, she told me to move in with her and do what she said.
She put me on the side of the bed by the window, I was given bathroom and kitchen duties, and handwashing her panties. I got second place on hot water and ironed her clothes for the day. When we went out I walked on her left, sat on her left. I had to take seconds when 'he' came over, this despicable man. No matter how much I wanted Caroline to hug me, she turned her back on me telling me to go to sleep.
Then one spring morning after her shower she told me I needed to groom her for her bikini. I sat on the toilet and she stood on a towel and with scissors and a razor I cut, shaped, shaved her beautiful pussy, until her pussy lips stood out and not able to hold myself back I kissed her, fell on my knees grabbing her hips and sucked on to her pussy like a leach.
She let me suck and lick, until her legs trembled and she pushed my head back staring down on me. "You like that don't you?". I did. From that day I was responsible for keeping her pussy neat and clean, for 'cleaning her out' with my mouth and tongue, for getting her to orgasm, for massaging her breasts with creams and puckering her nipples by sucking on them. I moved to the center of the bed where she could feel me, and put my arms around her so she could feel my breasts and mound against her.
From time to time she worked off her energy by 'fucking' me, eating me and forcing a climax on me. Kisses came, became more and more often, complaints of getting under her skin. Telling me she had gotten rid of that man but not let it go to my head. A Beta knows not to blow her advantage, I made sure she knew I was the cocksucker, washed her panties and made the bed. I had my Alpha eating out of my hand.
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