The Futa Pill: You Lie to Ms. Kato and Claim Miranda Initiated Your Fun (Patreon)

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“It was Miranda who started it in the elevator,” you say, surrendering to your worst impulses.

“What?” gasps Miranda. “You were the one who started it.”

Disappointment crosses Ms. Kato's face. She wipes the cum off on your naked tit, smearing it across your flesh. “Miranda, open my cabinet and fetch the cord there.”

“Yes, Ms. Kato!” the redhead says and then darts to obey, giving you a hard glare.

You swallow. You want to protest, but it's clear that Ms. Kato saw through the lie. Shame burns across your cheeks. You squirm in place, your stomach sinking worse as you face down Ms. Kato's hard stare. She holds your gaze even as the cabinet creaks open.

“Holy shit,” gasps Miranda.

That draws your gaze away to the cabinet. Your jaw drops. You have long wondered what lurks in the cabinet that Ms. Kato has behind her desk. It blocks her window. You never thought it would contain BDSM gear. You blink your eyes in shock at the flails and paddles, handcuffs and manacles. Butt plugs. Vibrators. Dildos. Ball gags. Nipple clamps. Anal beads. More. Things you don't even know how to describe let alone what they could be used for.

Miranda grabs a length of black rope and darts back around the desk, thrusting it out to Ms. Kato.

“Tie her hands behind her back,” Ms. Kato orders.

You swallow as Miranda's grin broadens. She hops behind you, grabs your arms, and pulls them behind your back. You don't resist. You're too shocked and flummoxed by what is happening. Before you know it, Miranda is knotting the rope about your wrists, tying your hands together. The rough fibers rub on your skin. You shiver there as she finishes pulling taut the knot.

“There!” she declares.

You tremble before Ms. Kato. She scares you. You swallow as Ms. Kato barks another command. Your heart is pounding so hard that you don't even understand it. You tremble there, your hands soaked with sweat.

Miranda starts stripping Ms. Kato. The redhead works fast, unbuttoning your dominating boss's mauve blouse. The entire time, the Japanese woman keeps you pinned in place with her gaze. You squirm, your fingers flexing, the rope biting into your wrist as your arms twitch.

The blouse cums off, round tits held in a cream-hued bra. Miranda unhooks that, exposing the taut breasts topped by hard, dark-live nipples. Miranda then falls to her knees and tugs down the skirt. Ms. Kato has a light-color pair of panties beneath her brown pantyhose. You swallow. The closer she gets to be naked, the closer you get to your punishment.

Miranda peels down the pantyhose and hooks the waistband of the panties. She's pulling both down. She's being efficient. You groan. Ms. Kato's thick, black bush comes into view, the hairs springing free of her panties. Miranda rolls down the nylons and panties, working them down your boss's legs.

She steps out of them.

You gulp.

“Miranda, there is a thin rod in the cabinet. Fetch it.”

“Yes, Ms. Kato,” the redhead says, bounding to her feet. She deposits the pantyhose and panties on the desk and gleefully races around. She looks around the cabinet, times rattling.

“Second shelf. Left side.”

“Ooh, got it, Ms. Kato.” Miranda holds up a thin, long rod in her hand. It's no wider than a straw and made of stainless steel.

She rushes around and hands it to Ms. Kato. Your boss picks this up and says, “This is a medical tool called a sounding rod.”

“Okay,” you say, your voice hoarse.

“It's used by a urologist to insert up the urethra. It can be painful or pleasurable.” A smile swelled on her lips. “Once it's in your cock, you can't cum or your jizz will back up into your bladder. And you don't want that. It leads to infection.”

You nod and then shiver as she brings the rod to the tip of your girl-dick. She presses it right against the slit, penetrating into your futa-cock's urethra. You feel it stretching open the hole. Your eyes widen and she begins screwing it in you.

You gasp as you feel it twisting deeper and deeper into you. Inch by inch, she drills it into your cunt. She turns it slowly. Your precum is lubing the way. It doesn't hurt. It feels... good. You whimper and groan as more and more of it is screwed into you.

It spreads open your urethra and stimulates your cock from the inside. You quiver there, your cock throbbing and aching. You flex your toes. Your breasts jiggling. You suck in deep breaths as it goes deeper and deeper. Your cunt clenches against the tingles racing down your dick.

“Ms. Kato,” you whimper.

“You wanted to be the liar,” she says with no mercy in her voice. She twisted the end of the sounding rod again.

You gasp as it screws deeper.

Your cunt clenches as it reaches down your shaft. More and more of it vanishes in you. You suck in deep breaths. Your head sways from side to side. You bite your lower lip as you whimper. Your wrists pull on the rope holding your hands bound behind your back. You quiver. Shudder. Whimper.

Then the flange at the tip that keeps all of it from going into your cock presses at your crown. You shudder. It's all the way down your length. You can feel it in every inch of you. Only a small bit of it protrudes. A little hexagonal bolt head that a person can grip and twist.

“Bend over the table,” Ms. Kato says. “It's time for you to be spanked.”

“Spanked?” you gasp.

“Your punishment for lying to me,” she purrs. “Bend over. Now!”

“Yes, Ms. Kato!”

You bend over, pressing your tits against the top of the table. Your nipples rub into the smooth surface of her desk. You quiver there as your nubs drink in the smooth texture. You swallow, heat rushing through your body. Your heart is pounding away in you.

“Now, Miranda, fetch a vibrator and jam it into her cunt,” orders Ms. Kato. “Then turn it on.”

“Yes, Ms. Kato!” Miranda sounds so eager.

She rushes around the desk, grabs a thick, silver vibrator, and hurries back. She presses it up against your pussy lips. You groan as she nuzzles it against you. Then she jams it into your cunt. You shudder at the feel of her sliding it deeper and deeper into your twat. Your dick twitches, feeling extra stiff with the sounding rod in it.

The vibrator hums to life.

You gasp as the buzzing assault ripples through your nethers. Your pussy clenches around it. You shudder there, moaning as it builds the ache at the tip of your girl-dick. The pressure builds in your ovaries. It's bringing you closer and closer to erupting already.

You can't believe how amazing this feels. How close you are to cumming in mere moments. You want to just erupt, but you can't. You shudder and fight against the pleasure building and building inside your cunt.

“This is cruel,” you moan. “I need to cum.”

“You're not allowed,” Ms. Kato says. “Mmm, this is what you get for being bad.”

You shudder. “Yes, Ms. Kato.”

“Miranda, eat my cunt.”

“Yes, Ms. Kato,” the redhead says. You hear her slipping to the floor followed by a sharp intake of breath from Ms. Kato.

Her moans echo through the air. She's going to get to cum on Miranda's mouth, but you have to endure the vibrator humming away in your cunt. You can't do anything but fight against that growing pressure the buzzing toy is building—

SMACK!

Her hand spanks your ass.

You gasp, your butt-cheek stinging. Your ass clenches and your pussy squeezes about the buzzing vibrator. That only increases the delight from it as the pain in your rump melts away. Your stiff and aching futa-dick throbs, the sounding rod twisting around inside of you.

You groan, squirming in place. You swallow at how good it feels buzzing away in you. This amazing delight that's going to have you exploding in rapture. You want it so badly, too, but you can feel that rod—

SMACK!

“Ms. Kato!” you gasp.

“Mmm, you were so bad,” moans Ms. Kato. “You deserve this.”

“Yes!” Miranda moans. “Lying like that.”

SMACK!

You groan, the heat melting across your rump from it. You shudder there, your tits rubbing into the desk. Your nipples throb from the excitement of it. You suck in a deep breath. You just have to endure both the pain and the buzzing—

SMACK!

“Ms. Kato!” you gasp, the pain blazing across your asscheeks. “That hurts.”

“Good!” she moans, her voice throaty. “You were a naughty slut.”

SMACK!

“A wicked futa!”

SMACK!

“I was,” you moan, hoping admitting to your mistake will get the vibrator out of your cunt and the sounding rod out of your clit-dick. “I'm so sorry for lying to you, Ms. Kato.”

SMACK!

“So fucking sorry!” you moan, your ass aching more and more!

SMACK!

Ms. Kato's pants grow louder and louder. You watch her over your shoulder as she grinds her cunt on Miranda's face. Pleasure crosses the Japanese woman's expression as she cocks back her hand. Then it hurtles down.

Your asscheeks tense.

SMACK!

“Fuck!” you groan. Tensing made it hurt worse.

SMACK!

“Ms. Kato!” you groan, aching for mercy. You need it. Your ass is blazing in pain while your cunt is going numb from the vibrator. The pressure is there at the tip of your cock. Your ovaries brim with all that futa-jizz. “I have to cum.”

“And?” your boss asks in a diffident tone.

SMACK!

“I'm going to explode!”

“You aren't allowed, futa!”

SMACK!

You groan and squirm, which rubs your nipples into the desk. That perversely adds more delight for you to resist. You grit your teeth, face scrunching up. You wait for the next spank to follow. For that flare of paint o mix with the humming delight of the vibrator.

But it didn't come.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Ms. Kato gasps in what sounds like orgasmic bliss. “That's it, Miranda.”

“So good!” Miranda moans.

You watch Ms. Kato's face twist in rapture. Her bun of black hair waves atop her swaying head. She shudders, her round tits heaving as she cums on Miranda's mouth. For a moment, you have a reprieve from the spanking.

“You naughty slut!” Ms. Kato moans, her breasts heaving. Her hair sways about her head. She groans, grinding her snatch on Miranda's hungry mouth. “That's delicious. Ooh, yes, yes, that's perfect.”

Your futa-cock throbs and aches. Ms. Kato groans through her orgasm. She quivers there and then she pushes Miranda's head back. The redhead sinks onto her rump. You can her hear smacking her lips. She clearly loved it.

“Stand up, futa,” Ms. Kato orders.

“Yes, Ms. Kato,” you say, your cock throbbing so badly. The sounding rod needs to come out. you want to erupt. It feels up, making your dick feel extra stiff.

You straighten up, your breast swaying before you. All you want is for the rod to come out. If your hands were untied, you'd do it yourself. You can't. So you sit there as Ms. Kato sits on her desk before you, her legs spreading wide. Her black bush is drenched in her cream, the same juices that gleam on Miranda's face.

Ms. Kato's legs grab your waist. You don't fight as she pulls you to her. You realize she wants your cock in her pussy. You want that, too, but you can't cum. Your eyes widen as a panic sinks into you. Your dick comes closer and closer to her bush.

“Yes, yes, you're going to have to fuck me to orgasm without cumming yourself,” Ms. Kato purrs. “You've been bad. You have to earn cumming, don't you?”

“Yes, Ms. Kato,” you groan, your dick throbbing. You swallow, staring at her black bush.

She grabs your cock and guides you the last inch. The wet silk of her hair caresses over your cock. You groan at the feel of it. Your pussy clenches and your dick throbs. The sounding rod is there, stimulating your cock from the outside. You're so aware of it as you nuzzle through her bush to reach her pussy lips.

Her legs tighten around you. She pulls you in. You gasp, your fingers twitching behind you. With a groan, you slide into her pussy. Her hot cunt engulfs your poor cock that can't explode. You want to. You ache to, but...

“Fuck,” you whimper.

“Mmm, you've been such a bad futa,” purrs Ms. Kato. Her slanted eyes widen in delight. “With that big futa-dick. Ooh, yes, yes, I bet you want to spurt in my pussy.”

“Yes, Ms. Kato, but I can't.”

“Why not?”

“I lied to you.”

She grips your hips tight with her thighs and rotates her cunt around your cock. The silky flesh stimulates your dick. You gasp, your ovaries lurching with cum. You just want to explode so badly not. More than anything else.

“Fuck,” you groan. “Oh, fuck, Ms. Kato. I'm so sorry.”

“Yes, you will be.” She smiles. “Now fuck me. Pound my cunt. I want to cum on your big futa-dick.”

“Yes, Ms. Kato,” you whimper and draw back.

Her pussy squeezes around your girl-dick. She holds on tight. She squeezes her cunt around your girl-dick. It's amazing. You can't believe how incredible it is. This heat rushes through your body. Your ovaries lurch. Your pussy drinks it in.

With a groan, you plunge back into her silky depths. You can't do anything but fuck your boss and fight this ache building in your ovaries. You have so much futa-cum that needs to explode out of you. You have to erupt. You need to fire all that spunk into her.

Your wrists pull against the rope. You want to break free. Your hips thrust away, hammering your cock in and out of her pussy. Ms. Kato moan, her silky pussy gripping your dick. You know you shouldn't be fucking her this hard, but you can't stop yourself.

She feels amazing.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” you groan, your face scrunching up.

You fight against the pressure. You want to cum so badly. The pressure builds and builds. You clench your teeth as you fuck that heavenly cunt. Your dick feels amazing. Pleasure rushes through your body. It's torture. The sweetest torture in the world.

“Ms. Kato!” you beg. “Please! Please!”

“Have I cum yet, Miranda?” Ms. Kato asks as you keep thrusting your hips.

“I haven't heard you gasping in pleasure, Ms. Kato,” the redhead answers.

Your boss's dark eyes flick up to you. “Then why are you begging me to let you stop?”

“Sorry!” you groan. “I'm so sorry. I just... This is... Oh, I'm going to cum so hard. But I can't. I want to. Oh, god, I want to but... but...”

You slam into her cunt. Your tits heave before you. Her pussy clenches about your cock every time she pulls back. Then you're slamming back into her. You groan at the ticklish caress of her thick bush on your shaved twat. Your pussy lips drink it in. The delight rushes to your ovaries.

They brim.

Cum boils in them.

You have to let it out.

Your hips pump away with a frantic need. The tip of your cock grows numb from the silky embrace. Your face burns as your muscles twitch. You groan through clenched teeth, burying your clit-dick over and over into your boss.

She trembles on the desk. Her round tits jiggle. She groans, her thighs squeezing about your waist. She pulls you tight into her. You bury to the hilt in your boss's cunt. Her hot flesh engulfs every inch of your aching girl-cock.

She cums.

“Yes!” Ms. Kato moans.

“Please!” you gasp as her thighs hold you buried in her spasming cunt. “Take it out.”

“I'm cumming!” she moans. “Patience.”

“Y-yes, Ms. Kato!”

It's worse than before. Her cunt writhes around your girl-cock. She's sucking at you, her cunt primed for your jizz to fire into her. You can't. Your fingernails bite into your palms. The rope burns around your wrists. Your entire body trembles as her pussy sucked at you. The sounding rod feels so thick in your dick.

It plugs you up.

“Oh, god, yes!” she moans, her body shuddering. Her boobs heave and her ticklish bush rubs into your pussy lips.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” you groan, battling that urge to spill all your cum into her pussy. That damned rod.

Her pussy spasms intensifies for a moment. Her flesh ripples around your cock, sucking at you. Then she groans and it stops. She breathes heavily, her orgasm stopping. You pant, your tits rising and falling.

“Okay, okay,” she moans. “Mmm, yes, yes, now kneel, futa-slave.”

“Yes, Ms. Kato,” you whimper and pull your girl-dick out. You shudder as it slides out of her pussy. Your dick pops out and bobs before you. You shiver, your heart pounding making it twitch. The sounding rod needs to come out. You're going to go mad.

She slips off the table and walks around to her cabinet. She pulls something out. You groan. What new torment will she deliver to you his time? You quiver, just wanting to cum. You'll do anything for that.

You whimper, “Ms. Kato.”

“Mmm, you're ready,” she purrs and moves before you. Her bush is right before you, her juices beading on it.

Then you spot what's in her hand. A collar. Your eyes widen. You whimper.

“That's right,” she coos. “This is exactly what you think it is. Mmm, and it's going to look so pretty around your throat because your mine, aren't you?”

“Yes!” you gap, eager to say anything. “Please, please, let me cum.”

“Oh, you will,” she coos as she slides the collar around your neck.

The leather's cool and heavy. She tightens it up. You feel it squeezing about your throat. It holds you. She's claimed you. She's made you her futa-slave. She holds a leash connected to it, smiling like a mistress staring at her bitch.

“Oh, yes, we're going to have fun, my naughty slave,” she purrs.

You whimper, aching for that sounding rod to be taken out of you. How long will it be? As long as she wants it to be in you, you realize. You've surrendered to her. Your hers now.

Continue on to you are Ms. Kato's naughty slave! 

Author Note: These links are to provide you with context.

Do you object to getting naked for Ms. Kato?

Do you disobey Ms. Kato's order to strip naked?

Do you endure your rival’s tirade and be a good employee?

Do you kneel before Ms. Kato and receive your reward? 

Do you defy Ms. Kato and endure your punishment?