Author: mauschenstill

I gave into my summer school bully’s demands and sucked him off in our dorm’s staircase and now I’m his personal cumbucket (NC) (female perspective) (humiliation) (19M and 19F) Pt. 3

After neatly sewing the buttons back onto my shirt, I try it on and look in the mirror.
I hated what I saw. I had nothing in particular going on for me. B cup tits, average butt, unfashionable, a sad bob that curled up at the ends, all I was missing was the glasses.
I sighed and dug around my drawers for a sexier bra, I could only find one that had some lace detailing but a cup size too big. It made my tits look even smaller but it was better than the ugly beige one I was wearing before.

He texts me to meet him on the second floor of our residence hall after dinner, where there are tables for group studying. I am surprised he actually wants to study with me, and in public too.

When I get there he’s already sitting there waiting for me. His laptop and textbooks open. I take out my stuff and we get to work.

He leans over and whispers into my ear,
“I’m tired of you fumbling over yourself in class, it’s not cute but cringe and annoying.”
“We’re going to get real work done today.” Read more »

I gave into my summer school bully’s demands and sucked him off in our dorm’s staircase and now I’m his personal cumbucket (NC) (female perspective) (humiliation) (19M and 19F) Pt. 2

I get to class first and sit down in my designated seat. I anxiously scroll through my phone waiting for him to come, only using my phone as a distraction from what happened less than 2 hours before. Without looking up from my phone I hear him walk behind me and slip into the seat next to me, when I look up at him he gives me a subtle smirk and then goes back to continuing to ignore me.
I guess he has to keep up his little act around his friends and others.

My body fully aware of his presence so close to me won’t cooperate with my mind in class. Unfortunately today we had partner work where we had to fill out a verb conjugation chart. Fucking great, my favorite.

I try to fill out the chart but cannot remember everything. He scoots closer to me and leans in to type at the same time as me because I’m too stupid and nervous to figure how to add another line. He tells me the answers to everything. Eventually he starts typing on my laptop for me because I’m too slow and shakey. He enjoys this arrangement.
“You’re too slow.”
“What are you going to do when the professor calls on you and you answer wrong as always, it reflects back onto me too.”
I get frustrated and just let him type for me.
He finishes way faster than I ever could.
I feel so frustrated I could cry. At times like this I can’t stand him. Read more »

I gave into my summer school bully’s demands and sucked him off in our dorm’s staircase and now I’m his personal cumbucket (NC) (female perspective) (Humiliation) (19M & 19F)

I am doing a summer school program at a college where we all have to dorm in the same building. There’s this guy in one of my classes who is really weird around me and can be really rude, sometimes refusing to work with me or even talk with me. I can tell that he was making fun of me behind my back with the way he looked at me while snickering with his friends. They’re a bunch of meathead fraternity bros from this one college in the south. But I can tell this guy is meaner than the rest because his buddies at least pretend to like me.

I’m ugly but have an okay body. I’m incredibly awkward, look and dress very nerdy, and to make matters worse I am terrible in the class we’re both in. I’m an easy target for being taken advantage of and bullying. And this guy knows it.
When we have a prompt to discuss he talks over me and only asserts his opinion. One of my friends warned me about him being an asshole but he’s unavoidable since we dorm on the same floor and have the same class where we sit next to each other. Sometimes we’re even forced to eat next to each other because of how small our summer program is.
There have been countless times where I was stuck in the elevator with him and he would just ignore me. He makes me so mad that I can’t help but revel in his discomfort whenever our professor forces him to interact with me. Read more »