Bullying Problems

Moving as a flustered mess, Fluttershy hurried up the sidewalk at a brisk pace. Minutes prior to now she been preparing a eventful trip to the movies with Rarity, only to be on the receiving end of a fateful text from her sex coach, a friend quickly moving up to the top of the list of the most important people in her life. Score was in the mood and wanted to see her as it was time for yet another lesson and according to Indigo Zap, unlike Rarity, there could be no texted excuse to get her out of this. When your sex coach wanted to see you, you dropped everything and booked it to his side. No “ifs” or “ands”, only butts.

This feeling was, of course, spurred on by Fluttershy’s learning that it was fully within her mentor’s right to administer actual spankings to her bare behind in the event he sensed any disobedience! Disobedience such as refusing to go along with a sex lesson, disobeying commands issued to her, or failing to appear on time to her mentor’s summons! Fluttershy was at least thankful she had avoided such spankings so far, and sincerely worked and maintained her best behavior to ensure none would come her way in the future. Hence her prompt cancellation of plans with Rarity and a quick rush all the way across town to the frat house where Score lived!

Upon finally arriving and standing before the intimidating structure, Fluttershy steeled her nerves for what was to come. This session with Score would be slightly different than her previous ones, in that neither Indigo Zap or Sour Sweet would be present to oversee her learning. Normally no part of her ever wanted to be seen in such an exposed and embarrassing state by others doing things like this, but she had made an exception for those two friends of hers in particular. The sole reason being a part of her didn’t quite feel fully comfortable around Score… as strange as that sounded. With her Crystal Prep friends nearby, it was at least reassuring to know they would have stepped in had Score ever overstepped somehow and pulled something he shouldn’t have. Sure, they hadn’t exactly ever done that, but it was still a comforting safety net to have.

But Fluttershy understood they couldn’t babysit her forever. Even though they were genuine when they said they were always happy to watch Score working on her, that didn’t change the fact they had plans with another girl at CHS. For their absence, they had tried to console her, talking up Score’s credibility and trustworthiness, at least until the point she agreed to do one-on-one sex lessons with her ex-bully in private. Though admittedly, she was still quite uncomfortable about it all.

Ringing the doorbell to the frat house, the same greasy guy answered it like last time. Complete with the same ‘earthy’ cologne overpowering the air around him like before.

“I’m… umm… here to see Score,” Fluttershy quietly said.

The guy checked her up and down, grinning wildly at her upon his appraisal. “Sweeeeet! Here’s the girl’s sign-in sheet, babe. Fill it out this time, will ya?” he whistled.

Slightly puzzled, Fluttershy looked it over before signing her name and date on the sheet. Coming across the checkbox once again for if she was paid to be here or for pleasure, she quickly knew she wasn't recently made slightly richer and therefore checked the pleasure box.

“Nice!” the guy said, taking the clipboard back and noticing her check. “Score is probably upstairs waiting for you. Wouldn’t keep him waiting!”

Fluttershy nodded as she was now allowed past, hurrying to the stairs. Upon giving a quick glance around she noticed a sign on the wall clearly reading: “Women’s Rights Void Upon Entry.” She bit her lip, hoping the sign wasn’t legally binding. She put it in the back of her mind as she rushed upstairs to Score’s closed bedroom. Upon arriving she paused for a moment, sucking in a deep, calming breath as she stood alone outside the foreboding door and mentally prepared herself for her first one and one visit with her sex coach.

*knock knock knock*

No response came from inside as Fluttershy knocked on the door. Slightly unexpected for her. Score always seemed happy and eager to meet her before.

Nudging the bedroom door open herself now, Fluttershy ventured inside. “S-Score? I’m here,” she called out uneasily as she walked in. To her surprise the very bedroom that Score had scored in, resulting in one freshly deflowered pinkette, was empty! Not a bully in sight!

An overwhelming relief suddenly washed over her. A stroke of good luck, perhaps? He wasn’t here! Perhaps Score had been called away on another errand during the time she took to get over here. Hehe, seems like it was a good thing that her commute was so long after all. Maybe this meant it wasn’t too late to meet up with Rarity for the movies after all!

Fluttershy smiled to herself as she turned to leave… only, as she did so, abruptly came face to face with Score who had been hiding and waiting behind the door.

“Boo!”

Fluttershy let loose a startled, frightened shriek as her prankster brashly shoved the panicking babe backwards onto his bed where she landed with a bounce. The smug cackling bully pounced on top of her not a moment later like a feral animal, riled with endless energy. Fluttershy’s heart was racing, her mind still reeling as Score endlessly laughed at her as he started tearing away at her clothes while doing so.

“Hahaha!! Come on, Fluttershy! Fight back a bit!” Score chuckled as he grabbed at the flimsy hemline of his prey’s white tank top. For once he didn’t have to tell her, her frightened instinct was already driving her to desperately resist the bully’s hands!

She clung to her top just as Score began to yank it upwards, but the bully was stronger and far more insistent that his large breasted titcow bare a bit more skin. Fluttershy yelped as she soon saw her arms forcibly retreat above her head as the tank top was completely stripped off her busty body, threatening to tear as it did so. Score licked his lips ferally as his toy’s bra-clad chest jiggled into his perverted gaze. The scared young girl’s arms defensively wrapped around her chest to protect it, but her aggressor was having none of it. Score over eagerly mawed at the garment, to the point one might even fear it ripping to shreds, pulling it off Fluttershy’s arms as his favorite pair of oversized mammaries in the world wildly bounced free from their restraining confines.

Now finding herself helplessly topless, Fluttershy could do little more than whimper weakly in flush embarrassment, blushing madly as her merciless stripper savored a quick sight of her bountifully busty bare chest before turning his attention below his prey’s waist. Score finding himself nothing but laughs as he went on to rip off Fluttershy’s skirt, proceeded by him jerking her panties straight down and off her slender legs.

In truth, this was something Score had wanted to do since the very moment he met her. Only now that he had her into a state where she wouldn’t cry for help was his dream actually possible. Alone and in his very own bed no less!

Fluttershy’s crimson turned look now deepened as she noticed Score even going after her shoes and socks, fully intent on stripping her completely bare for his own lustful perversions.

“There we goooo…” Score hummed in delight as he flung the last bits of his ‘pupil’s’ clothing off the side of the bed, forgotten, leaving him with the hottest babe in all of CHS butt naked before him. He didn’t have the desire or strength of will to waste any time with his patented way of saying ‘hello’. A small bit of drool escaped his mouth as he rose off the busty girl slightly, hastily grabbing at the phone in his pocket and aiming it directly at her. Fluttershy, heart still pounding wildly in her chest, was still allowing her flight response to move her limbs. The moment she saw that familiar camera trained on her nude form, another soft “eep,” escaped her lips, her arm diving over her tits. While a flatter girl may have been able to adequately cover her breasts in such a manner, the amply endowed Fluttershy had nowhere near that much luck, settling for mere nipple concealment instead. It would be moot either way, as Score obviously would not have allowed a single inch of her bare skin to escape the camera’s lens.

Fluttershy was only left breathing fearfully as the bully captured a perfect picture of her trembling topless form on his bed, staring up scared at the camera as Score hand below was seen in frame, cruelly peeling her arm off her chest to expose her tits.

“Oh that is just perfect,” Score exclaimed excitedly, as he inspected the crisp image on his phone, idly groping Fluttershy’s juicy breasts in his peripherals while doing so. “No matter what you do, Fluttershy, you end up looking amazing on camera. Shit, not at all like those wannabe social media models and their thot poses. Guess having natural udders for tits will help do that.”

Fluttershy finally began to calm down now that her aggressor's flurried assault on her was done, at least for now, though found herself unable to move with him on top of her. “Umm… S-Score…” she panted. “W-what exactly was the purpose of all that?” As the fear died down it was only replaced by confusion. Her sex coach was meant to teach her normal behaviors of couples in the bedroom, but this didn’t seem quite so normal even to her.

“Oh right, right, right,” Score chuckled as he snapped another pic of his naked gullible student before pocketing the phone back in his shorts. Shorts since he had long since felt the burden of wearing tight jeans while in Fluttershy’s presence. He quickly shifted to a slightly more respectful tone, more befitting the teacher persona he was using to coax and keep this naïve girl nice and complacent in his bed. “*Ahem* Well you see, Fluttershy, as the woman in the relationship it's your job to always be prepared for sex. The moment you step through your front door, you are officially marked as ‘free-use’ to your partner. Just roll with it… whatever he wants to do with you.” God he was thankful for his school’s lackluster sex education curriculum. This was so much more fun than having a normal girlfriend.

“O-okay…” Fluttershy mumbled as she made yet another mental note of Score’s teachings in her mind. She had to admit, her instructor wasn’t really painting the brightest picture of how normal couples behaved in their private naughty lives. But she couldn’t blame Score for that, he was merely the messenger for the norms. Previously, she had expressed her desires that whatever partner she did manage to attract treated her a bit more… respectfully and make this knowledge unnecessary. But Indigo and Sour both sternly stressed how extremely unlikely that was. Maybe for a normal girl, but given her extra-large chest and all, boys would have a hard time controlling their more primal urges around her. Fluttershy could easily attest to that from personal experience. So really all she could do was grit her teeth and bear the worst Score had to offer and hope whatever partner the future had in store for her wasn’t quite as brash.

“Oh man, being in this bed must bring back some nice memories huh, Fluttershy?” Score teased as he finally got off the nude high schooler. “I’m sure you reminisce about it all the time. Popping your cherry, cumming your brains out, and finally putting that smoking hot bod of yours to use!”

“I guess I do…” she replied honestly, pushing herself upwards in the bed. It was true that she thought of that encounter a lot lately.

“Spread your legs for me, will you?” Score instructed, Fluttershy complying wordlessly, knowing what was in store for her should she say no: a very sore behind. She flinched only slightly as her coach shoved his hand into her folds and rapidly began to massage her clit. Clenching her eyes shut, she could do little more than focus on the involuntary strokes of pleasure her instructor shot through her with his skilled fingers. Biting her lip she let loose the softest of gasps as Score put her body into an aroused state, admittedly finding the faintest bit of enjoyment from whatever lesson was being taught right now.

“Woooow… you get turned on that easily?” Score remarked with an all to convincing gasp. “You’re already wet!”

“I-I am?” Fluttershy fretted fearfully. “Is that not normal?”

Score responded by brashly grabbing one of her fat tits, bringing them to his greedy mouth. Fluttershy winched again as her bully began to messily suck at her nipples, unknowingly continuing to allow him to do everything he ever wanted to do to her. Even more strange pleasurable sensations shot through her as Score lavishly licked away, quickly bringing the mound’s pink tip to full hardness. With a wet smack, Score withdrew his greedy mouth, staring with perverted pride at them.

“Yeah? See that, Fluttershy? That’s instant fast arousal. I’ve trained a lot of girls and none of them have ever gotten turned on as easily as you do.”

“But what-” Fluttershy started, only to be interrupted as Score dove in for her other breast, quickly repeating the same process as before. Her instructor was nothing if not thorough. After another few moments of strange wet pleasure, Score withdrew again to reveal another erect and wet nipple.

“Ahhh, that’s the stuff. See, if I had done all that to Indigo Zap, I’d have to work at her for ten minutes before she even started to become aroused. You, Fluttershy, are really on a hair trigger,” Score chuckled.

“R-really? I-I had no idea! But what does that all mean?” Fluttershy asked, already fearing whatever answer he could give her as if Score was some sort of sex doctor delivering the unfortunate news.

“Nothing bad, of course,” Score reassured her, bringing a slight relieved sigh to the pinkette, who clung to his every word. “Just that, as I’m sure you’re already well aware of by now, looking at these hooters,” he said, roughly grabbing one and swinging it to clap her tits together, “See, like many other girls, your body is built to have sex, Fluttershy.”

Fluttershy gasped as the revelation hit her like a ton of bricks.

“Now don’t panic,” Score said, holding back laughter at the sight of his gullible student’s fear stricken face. He put on a stern, professional, reassuring expression before asking, “Everything will be okay if I get a good idea of your situation. Just tell me… how often do you masturbate, Fluttershy? Do you use any toys on yourself when you do? What are you thinking about while you're doing it? I need your complete honesty here… and may need to document a quick session to see what we’re dealing with here.”

“I… I don’t masturbate at all,” Fluttershy replied back with her patented honesty. Score seemed visibly disappointed by her answer, which only served to elevate her fears!

Disappointed but not unexpected he supposed. “Oh no, that’s very bad, Fluttershy!” Score fretted. “A top heavy girl like you with a body like this?! You should be doing something naughty, at least once a day. Masturbation is just the bare minimum. Preferably you would have been sleeping around with various guys and even girls frequently, had you been properly trained in a timely manner like everyone else.”

“I should have?” Fluttershy stammered, slightly unconvinced even from the teacher she slightly trusted. “B-but I’ve gotten along fine without doing that kind of stuff up until now.”

“W-well yeah but…” Score stuttered as he paused, thinking for the right words to say. “You see…. the thing is… ummm… the negative effects are… long term. Yeah. They build up over time and you won’t see them for another few years. You hear about it all the time with some girls. They had a sexually repressed upbringing, usually the result of overbearing parents or failing to find a sex coach, and when they get older and get some freedom their perversions burst out of them, making them the most depraved kinkiest sluts in existence! Ever see those girls in porn getting gangbanged by twenty hung dudes at the same time and wonder what happened in their life that led them there? Well… now you know…”

Fluttershy was shocked speechless. Up until now she had simply considered Score’s lessons to be an extracurricular activity she partook in to prepare for and to please her future boyfriend and to also fit in with the other nonvirgin girls at school… but this raised the stakes entirely!

“Now, heh, if you want to be one of those disgraces with their naked bodies plastered everywhere online who can never look their parents in the eyes again… it’s a free country and all. Be my guest. Go out, hang with your friends, do cute girly things all day, don’t give a single damn about your repressed sexual needs until its to late and the effects are irreversible. Or, you know, if you want to live a normal life, stay here with your trusted coach and learn to express yourself in a healthy environment! The choice is yours really.”

“I-I’ll stay!” Fluttershy quickly replied. That seemed like a much better framing of these meaningful lessons that also made her clothes being ravished off all the more worth it. But, like usual, she found herself puzzled to the perplexing world of sex her school or parents had never bothered to teach her about. Were they trying to repress her sexual needs? Or was it just another unspoken rules that this kind of learning is best left to other people. Other people like Score… If she was being completely honest with herself, the few orgasms he had put her through did feel kind of nice. She supposed there could very much be the chance Score was right and she was built to have sex.

“Fun fact, Fluttershy, but sexual repression also applies way more to guys as well, and I’m not ashamed to admit that includes me as well. We’re like peas in a pod, in that regard! Dudes like me need to nut every so often or else, we’ll lose our minds. So, seeing as we have the same problem, why not work to solve them together in a healthy way, hmm?” Fluttershy nodded obediently, as always. “Good, now let's get you working. Off the bed and on your knees,” Score ordered. Fluttershy followed along, sliding off to the left of the bed. “No, no, no,” he lightly scolded. “Not there, girl. At the end of the bed,” he said with a point. “Much more room for us.”

Fluttershy froze upon hearing her teacher’s request. Unlike her spot on the side, the end of the bed was in direct line of sight of the hallway… coupled with the fact that she had left the door to Score’s room wide open when he had tackled her!

“Well? Come on, girl. Don’t be nervous,” Score said innocently, sitting down at the end of the bed as he pretended not to be aware of the exact same information himself. “No one’s going to cum if we just sit around here. Crawl on over in front of me and let's get to it!”

Fluttershy nodded hesitantly, dropping to her hands and knees as she crawled. She gave a sly look as she peaked around the corner, slightly relieved to see that no one was in the hall. Score pretended not to notice, whistling innocently to himself as his pet now hastily crawled between his spread legs.

“Good. Now, to solve our little problem, you are going to need to perform a ‘blow job’ on me, okay? Do you know what those are?”

Fluttershy nodded her head at him quickly. Indigo and Sour had gone over the basics with her so she didn’t look too foolish. She had originally found the concept to be quite off putting, but she wasn’t exactly in a position to whine about that now. Her quick nod, in no subtle way, showcased her desire to hurry this lesson along so she could hopefully hide from the hall! As it stood now a single curious member of the frat house could pass by and catch a glimpse of her naked body in all her glory! Her cheeks began to burn crimson as she imagined her humiliation upon such a dreadful occurrence! Unknowingly, for Score it was quite the opposite. He would have loved to been caught in such a state with her prey beneath him in such an immodest state.

“Heheheh, looks like someone’s eager to practice,” Score chuckled, loving every moment of this as he ever so slowly rose to his feet to push his shorts and boxers to the floor. His pet’s eyes quickly shot to his painfully erect member, eagerly bouncing on her knees to get started, albeit for all the wrong reasons. For now at least…

Score’s bare butt landed back down on the end of the bed, with Fluttershy looking up at him wantingly, appearing as if she merely needed her kind master’s word to begin her dutiful task and get this over with quickly!

But Score was no such kind master.

“Wait wait!” Score stammered, bringing a pause to the overeager student before she could even begin, appearing as though she was already in the process of leaning into his crotch.

Fluttershy fell back on her heels, the stress working through every inch of her body. She bit her lip in apprehension, staring uneasily at the still thankfully vacant hallway outside the bedroom. All while Score… slowly… reached into his discarded shorts to pull out his phone.

She knew she couldn’t ask him to close the door, as her teacher firmly believed in her getting accustomed to having others see her naked. A lesson that she, in her complete honesty, was not so eager to partake in. Heck, Score might even be provoked into doing their lesson downstairs in response! That must’ve been why he stripped her naked when she was only about to use her mouth. And of course she couldn’t tell her master to hurry up! That would just be plain rude, on top of the fact that she wasn’t the one meant to give orders! For the life of her she hadn’t the faintest idea how Indigo and Sour had done this so easily under the tutelage of their own sex coaches. The prospect of being seen in such an exposed and demeaning state scared her half to death!

“Alright,” Score breathed, once again starting a recording as he aimed it directly at his gullible ‘student’, zooming out slightly to ensure her enormous tits were in frame. For once, the camera was the least of Fluttershy’s concerns. With it out, she at least thought it would be a sign her kind master would finally allow her to begin her assigned task. Right?

“I actually need a little something from you, Fluttershy, before we begin,” Score said.

“Whatisit?” Fluttershy quickly replied.

“Fetch me your wallet… I need to check something real quick.”

Fluttershy didn’t even pause to think what her teacher could possibly have in mind, crawling over to her discarded clothing. Score kept the camera trained on her nude form while she did so, chuckling as her drooping breasts clapped into each other with her rapid movements. “Fetch it with your mouth too, girl!” Score added on. Like a trained animal, she followed along, bending down low and biting her pink flowery wallet in her mouth with surprising ease. With that done she hurriedly crawled back to her coach whereupon she surrendered it to him. Score hummed to himself as he opened it up, glimpsing at what was kept inside. Her GPS tagged phone, her cash, her credit cards, none of which he was interested in for now. The busty babe in front of him now was worth more money then he could possibly ever obtain... ignoring the fact that he had actually purchased her from the Shadow Bolts.

“Mmmm, here we go…” Score grinned, pulling out a single card and discarding the rest of the wallet behind him. The girl herself had been apprehensive monitoring the hallway for frat members that she hadn’t even noticed what Score took from her wallet. Fluttershy turned her head back just in time to see her mentor deviously aiming his recording phone at her nude form once again. “So you ready to get started, Fluttershy?” he said, speaking her name quite clearly.

Fluttershy responded by nervously nodding up to him before leaning into his cock, her jaw lowering.

“Ah, ah, ah! Not so fast!” Score chided, planting a stern hand atop her head to stop her. Something he honestly thought he would never do in a thousand years in his many fantasies from years prior. But he had his claws deep into his gullible sex-pet-in-training and he knew it, there was no reason to settle for mere fantasies now. Fluttershy glanced back up at him, confused and ready to be molded into Score’s image. “Remember now, giving blow jobs is something girls just love to do. I mean, have you seen the girls at school. They are just dying to suck a bit of cock!”

“Really?” Fluttershy asked.

“Mmhmm. They got at little taste of it and just couldn’t stop. Lotta competition going around for guys these days, the hung ones at least, so if you really want to earn the privilege of sucking me off you gotta ask nicely!”

“Oh… okay,” Fluttershy noted. This must be Score’s example of the deep meaning behind getting consent. It was good to see that was another concept he understood quite well. “Can I suck your cock…. please?” she asked politely, to which, Score’s cock gave a noticeable twitch of enjoyment.

“A bit nicer than that. You need to come off as desperate for this privilege, girl!” Score egged on with a chuckle, slapping his meaty cock into her cheek. “You may not believe it, Fluttershy, but this is important for your, heh, future boyfriend. So I don’t mind sitting here to practice with you for as long as it takes to get it just right.”

As if on cue, Fluttershy heard what she believed to be the sounds of footsteps coming up the stairs as her entire frame tensed up to match that of a scared dog, staring fearfully out the bedroom door. It was rather adorable gold for the camera to pick up, coming from the endless goldmine of explicit material that Fluttershy didn't even know that she was. Thankfully, for her, the footsteps soon receded into a room not past Score’s, sparing her the shame of being seen for now. And thankfully, for Score, Fluttershy turned her attention back to him with renewed desperation towards her task of great importance!

“Please, please, please, Score, let me suck your cock!” she begged with the utmost urgency.

“Mmmm… nice,” Score wheezed, eyes on the phone’s screen, ensuring it was still recording his waking wanking dream. “You catch on quickly, Fluttershy,” he praised, noting how well a simple open door to the hall worked to motivate her. She didn’t know it at the time, but her desperation now only served to motivate her bully into using similar threats of humiliation in the future. “Well, alright then. Seeing as you want it so desperately, girl, go on ahead.” He spread his legs open wider, inviting the overly busty schoolgirl and her eager mouth in.

With the speed of a wild animal Fluttershy dove into Score’s fat shaft, quickly enveloping the entire member into her warm and wet mouth. Her lack of experience in giving head was readily apparent, but it was easily overshadowed by her absolute ferocity in the act! Desperate to make her coach cum, her tongue was going wild against the rigid cock, lapping sporadically against the underside in the messy blowjob. Score even found his own hand having difficulty holding the camera still to record the rapid head bobbing and massive tit swaying action below him.

“Mmmmm fuck, Fluttershy, that feels amazing,” Score huffed in delight as the forbidden pleasure rolled over him, digging into her scalp with his one free hand. “I knew it. I was totally right. You were born to do this. You really are the full package.”

The big titted beauty could barely comprehend anything her horny coach was saying… but he sounded pleased! That was good seeing that was her mission now. Anything and everything the boys like they got! Especially if it could get her out of potentially embarrassing situations like this!

“That’s it... you fucking fat breasted titcow, keep going, just like that, suck it harder like your life depends on it,” Score panted, continuing to lay on the positive reinforcement, every comment he made subtly nudging his purchased pinkette to his ideal image of a perfectly obedient and submissive cum dump. Not to mention an ideal trophy to lord over just about any heterosexual male he came across! He shuddered at the thought of his pet Fluttershy as a finished product, finding it nearly as enjoyable as her mouth. “I should have been doing this with you years ago, Fluttershy!” If only those Shadowbolt girls had started offering their essential services sooner.

Even in her great haste to get her master off, Fluttershy couldn’t help but marvel with a look of sheer curiosity and wonder as yet another side of the dark underbelly of adult’s explicit activities became revealed to her. A part of her warmed up to the thought of being a bit more of a normal girl now as this was something that apparently most girls at school were doing all the time. And they hid it so well she didn’t even ever catch the slightest hint of such amorous activities happening under her nose!

As she continued to slurp as her bully’s rigid member, who treated her mouth like a mere fleshlight, more and more lewd thoughts continued to assault her senses, aligning with Score’s every attempt to pound whatever inner sluty desires the young girl held deep within her out to the surface.

Her thoughts were soon cut short, however, as she sensed her teacher’s favorite part coming up soon. His grip on her pink hair increased in strength, proving she would be having no say in how she was used by the brute. “Yes...yes…” Score’s panting increased as he practically bobbed her head along his shaft for her as he pushed into his own climax. “Take it all, you bitch!” he roared, slamming her head to the hilt and exploding inside her mouth. Fluttershy’s eyes widened as she swallowed the first load shot directly down her throat. The warm, virile payload of genetic material was pumped straight out of his twitching cock, pouring into her stomach where it rightfully belonged. Indigo Zap had previously stressed the taste of cum was amazing but acquired over time, even still it made the inexperienced Fluttershy gag from the flavor and force. Score relaxed his grip lightly to allow her some leeway to back out, the remainder of his breeding cream pumped into her vacant mouth as her lips kept a vacuum tight seal around the head to keep anything from leaking out. One of the first lessons she was taught was to respect a man’s seed that was gifted to her.

“Don’t swallow it yet, cow,” Score ordered, his voice a practically a feral masculine growl that sent a shiver up Fluttershy’s bare back, knowing it in her best interest that she be extra careful to obey! With a push on her head, the bully popped his cock free from her warm oral embrace with a wet smack. As if his member understood that Fluttershy was the type of girl that deserved its largest loads, his shaft continued to fire off. With his free hand, he energetically beat his meat trained directly at her face, pumping out additional ropes of the salty sticky substance. Fluttershy had to be quick to react as Score seemingly aimed right for her eyes first. She clamped them shut just in time as an incoming baby batter shot coated her eyelids on both sides. Then the bully ejected additional loads onto her cheeks, nose, and mouth seeking to cover as much surface area as he possibly could to mark his mate.

Fluttershy, now effectively blinded for the time being, could do little but hear the sound of Score’s rapid meat jacking slowly dying down over his panting. She held dead still, not swallowing the load in her mouth or moving to clear her eyes, knowing her master would decide her next course of actions for her. “Open your mouth, you bird bath, let me see it,” she heard him say before obediently lowering her jaw and allowing him full inspection of the potent white gift he had left coating her tongue. “Give me a smile too.”

As her lips did their best to look happy with her seedbed mouth agape, Fluttershy didn’t even notice as Score silently held her student ID card directly beside her cum covered face, seeing how she had been purposefully blinded. Her first and last name along with an innocently smiling student photograph were both seen in sharp contrast to the cum covered slut proudly displaying her master’s baby batter bath. Someone would certainly get the wrong impression of her should they see that!

On top of all that, in Fluttershy’s recent focus and blindness, she certainly didn’t notice the trio of frat boys gawking at her smoking naked bod from the open doorway. All of them silently and rather smugly chuckling amongst themselves as they drank in the sight of the nude fat chested conquest their lucky bro had snagged to himself, a couple of supportive thumbs ups were also seen. Score chuckled himself before quietly waving them away. They could watch the entire thing later when he sent out the full vid anyway.

“Go ahead and swallow now, girl,” Score now happily instructed.

Fluttershy’s lip clamped shut as her head reared back, swallowing audibly for the camera to pick up as the protein shake traveled down to her stomach. She promptly opened her mouth again, showing it empty to prove the deed had been done. Wanting to earn top marks seeing as she had come this far, she quickly remembered Indigo’s tip to her and added, “T-thank you for your cum, master.” She then felt Score’s hand plant itself atop her head, petting her lovingly. A surprisingly welcomed touch from her coach! “Did I do a good job?” she asked as soon as the hand left, in a rather desperate need for validation.

“You did amazing… for your beginner skill level,” Score praised, knowing even with all his manipulation, she at least deserved that much. Still, he made sure not to shower so much praise as if to suggest to her that her skills were sufficient enough to forgo the need of a sex coach like himself. No, no, no, she would need her services for a long time. “Now lick yourself clean, we’re not done with your lessons yet, Hooters,” Score said, shoving her student ID back into her wallet like it had never left before pulling up his shorts. “I, in the meantime, need to book it downstairs to fetch some spare rubbers from the guys. Always seem to be running out around here, heh.”

Fluttershy tensed up, knowing exactly what Score had planned for her next when condoms were coming into play. Though she was still grateful she had at least managed to negotiate the usage of protection if he was going to use her pussy. That much she remembered from sex ed.

“Heh, just trying to make the most of your time here. After all, I’d imagine it must be hard on you trekking over here from across town,” Score said as he marched to his door. It was true, it was quite the pain. “But hey, if you want, you’re welcome to move in with me here! Free of charge too! I’m sure that’ll be much easier for you!”

Fluttershy tensed up again, upon hearing Score’s offer such a thing she wasn’t really comfortable. “Ummmmm I-I-I don’t kno-”

“Whoops, hold that thought! I’ll be right back!” Score rudely interrupted as he left to trudge downstairs, leaving Fluttershy to her thoughts once again. He really wanted her to move in with him here? Was that normal for girls and their sex coaches to do? Having sex seemed like one big thing, but moving in was a whole different commitment! That couldn’t be a common thing for high schoolers like them, right? Even if her school friends were keeping her in the dark about their amorous activities because she was a virgin, she felt she would have at least caught wind of her friends moving out of their original homes.

With Score gone, she managed to feel around on the floor for her tank top that Score had stretched and hastily stripped off her body befor discarded it on the floor. With it, she wiped her face clean of her mentor’s cum, allowing her sight once again of the room with her eyes cleared. She breathed a sigh of relief, noticing that the hallway was still vacant and clear, indicating no one had likely seen her like this yet, hopefully. She also noticed her phone glowing in her discarded skirt. Moving quickly she hastily retrieved it before finally moving up back onto the bed and out of line of sight of the open hallway for some well deserved privacy.

Now sitting up against the head of Score’s bed, Fluttershy checked her phone. To her surprise, she found Twilight and Rainbow Dash had started a private group chat with her while she was in the middle of her blowjob! Maybe they would mention why it was so hard to get a hold of either of them lately. She hurried to read it and reply.

Twilight: Hey Fluttershy! Rainbow and I heard you finally popped your cherry and snagged Score as your sex coach! Just wanted to let you know we are proud of you and fully support the idea! ;)

Rainbow: Yeah and with the awesomest teacher too, lucky! I’ve slept with Score a few times and he really is the best possible person to mentor you Fluttershy! He really knows what he’s doing.

Well, this was certainly surprising to Fluttershy, but not completely unwelcome. Sure, it was still slightly embarrassing that so many people knew about her reluctant sex life, but at the same time, she could at least talk to them about it now! She had been advised not to mention her one-on-one mentoring with Score to anyone who didn’t know about it already, something she really didn’t need extra convincing on, but these two friends of hers were in the clear now. Might as well, get their perspective on things. A view apart from Indigo and Sour Sweet’s complete positivity on all things Score did would be nice. That wasn’t to say she didn’t trust her Crystal Prep friends, she just wanted a second opinion.

Fluttershy: Can we do a group call, girls? I would kind of like to talk to you both about all that.

Twilight: Actually, can’t do that right now. I’m a bit tied up, if you know what I mean…

A picture soon followed of the science nerd, bringing a light gasp to Fluttershy’s lips. Twilight was seen, as naked as the day she was born, locked in what appeared to be a literal pet cage intended for large animals located in a bedroom she had never seen before. Across her eyes she wore a thick black blind fold, below that was a red ring gag, and below that was a rather prominent pet collar! Her hands were securely fastened with mitts that limited her usage of fingers, essentially turning her hands into paws. To top it all off, a thick furry tail was also seen emanating somewhere unseen from behind her! In the cage with her was a metal bowl with her name on it, and what seemed like food and a cock shaped nozzle attached to a container of water to suck on if she were ever thirsty.

Twilight: Kinda of hard to talk in a call with this gag in my mouth. But texting is fine! :D

Rainbow: Yeah, can’t talk either! Bunch of guys grunting around me.

Fluttershy sighed, slightly disappointed, but understanding. More pressing on her was how overwhelming seeing this side of Twilight was for the first time. It really seemed different from the fake persona she managed on all virgins to keep them from knowing. For one thing, Fluttershy never recalled Twilight ever using smiley emojis in text before… But she supposed that was the smallest change she should concern herself with.

Fluttershy: Okay. That’s fine, we can text like this. So you girls have both been doing this kind of stuff too?

Rainbow: Yep! All the time! Sex stuff is important to know! So really just try to do it as often as you can.

Twilight: You should see the things I have to do to please my master. Haha. I’m such a dirty slut.

Fluttershy: And do your coaches record you all on their phones too?

She asked that, still feeling slightly unnerved by Score’s constant desire to film her whenever she found herself separated from her clothing. A loud rowdy cheering, hollering, and high fiving were heard downstairs, but Fluttershy thought nothing of it.

Twilight: Of course! If you think about it, their recordings of you are actually for your benefit! Score sends out all the uncut footage of the stuff you two do together to Indigo and her friends. They can review it and give you pointers!

Rainbow: And if you’re ever paranoid your coach is doing something with you that he shouldn’t, well, that would be easily caught on camera for us to see! There’s no way Score would do something shady knowing he’s being filmed!

Admittedly, Fluttershy hadn’t thought of it like that, finding her friends had a decent point. Even though she was attending sessions alone with Score now, it was as if her friends could still be watching over her!

Rainbow: If anything, you should insist Score whips out his phone and records you whenever you two get it on! Don’t let him hide a thing!

Twilight: Yeah, I let my master record everything of me too. Sometimes even from multiple angles. And to be honest, Fluttershy. There really aren’t enough videos of you yet. Are you meeting up with Score enough? You should probably see him more. Remember it isn’t healthy at our age to not be experiencing regular release from someone skilled at sex.

Yes, she knew that. Sour Sweet had mentioned something similar to her before, oddly enough, using the exact same words too.

Fluttershy: Actually, Score did just offer to let me move in with him so he could teach me easier. It is a pain to get across town and I was about to just go to the movies with Rarity when he texted me. I just don’t really know if I should take that big of a step with him right now.

Rainbow: …

Twilight: …

Oh no! The triple dot reply! From both of her friends. That was never good! Fluttershy braced herself fearfully for her two friend’s texted reply.

Twilight: If I’m being completely honest with you, Fluttershy… you’re actually being really rude to Score right now.

Rainbow: Yeah, like he’s this super hot guy whose taking time out of his schedule to have sex with you, for free, and now even offers to house you in his own bed… so you repay his kindness with hesitation and doubt?

Twilight: OMG yes. You don’t want to know how many guys I had to suck off just to pay for Royal Pin’s lessons on giving proper blowjobs. A free coach would be amazing! I would dedicate my life to keeping him happy.

Fluttershy: Really?

Twilight: Look Fluttershy. It’s important you do everything Score tells you to do, even if it makes you feel uncomfortable. And if Score thinks moving in is what you need, you should do it. No, you *need* to do it. No questions asked. Don’t even think about it. Everyone else has done it, including us. It’s just part of life.

Rainbow: And you should really apologize to Score.

Fluttershy: Are you sure?

Twilight: Positive. And make it up to him to show how sorry you are and how thankful you are for his lessons.

Fluttershy: I mean, I guess I can do that.. but how?

Twilight: Well we noticed you’re making Score wear protection when he’s inside you. You should probably cut that out. That’s not really something we do with our coaches. It’s honestly kinda awful. Protection is really something only amateur guys wear.

Rainbow: Yeah and it feels soooo much better for guys when they go at us raw.

Twilight: And remember their pleasure comes well before ours!

Fluttershy: Do they… finish inside us too then?

Rainbow: Oh yeah. Every time. Whatever they want to do.

Twilight: Mhm! Just think of Score as your God. Worship him. Please him! Whatever he wants from you, he gets. Even if that’s a risky creampie it's your duty to leg lock him and enjoy the ride!

Rainbow Dash followed up by sending two quick pics of themselves as proof. The high quality images clearly showed both of her friend’s slender legs atop a bed, spread open wide, with their reddened defeated pussies in the center of the frame. Both bald cunts were overflowing with white cum that had been pumped into them only moments prior and were leaking out.

Rainbow: Look, just move in with Score. As your friends we’ll understand if you need to take a bit of a break from us to study up with him! Twilight and I are doing the same right now with our coaches.

Twilight: That’s right, Fluttershy! Your sexual education comes first above all else. We’ll explain it to the others. No need to get them involved. And it’ll be fun! I know you’ll come to love it. :D

Fluttershy: Okay… well thanks for your advice, girls.

“Oh Fluttershy~! I’m back!” Score sang out as he re-entered his bedroom shortly later, drinking in the lovely sight of her naked self atop his bed once more. “Sorry it took me so long. The guys downstairs just wanted to see a few videos of… the thing I’ve been working on lately,” he said innocently before waving a small box of latex condoms he held in his hand in front of her. “You ready to get started with your, heh, womanly duties?”

“Ummm, actually…” Fluttershy spoke hesitantly, taking the box from her coach, knowing he preferred her putting them onto him with her mouth. “You don’t need to use these this time…”

“Oh really now?” Score smugly grinned as Fluttershy placed the box on his nightstand. “Some sort of special occasion?”

“No I...ummm…” Fluttershy fidgeted awkwardly in place, struggling to come up with the right words to say. “I just wanted to apologize to you in case you feel I haven’t been treating you as nicely as I should or if I’ve been taking you for granted. S-so you can have sex with me without the condoms from now on, i-if you’d like. And I would be open to the idea of moving in with you… if you would still have me…”

Holy hell! He was not paying those girls nearly enough for their services!

“Of course I’d love to have you, Fluttershy,” Score calmly reassured her as the kind and forgiving master that he was. He plopped himself down close beside her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder with his hand grabbing a tit below, struggling to maintain his excitement. “I’m just trying… so hard… to help you, after all.” He really had to bite his lip there.

“Okay… and thank you,” Fluttershy breathed a sigh of relief. “S-so what exactly is this going to entail with me living here?”

“Well… we don’t exactly have any beds to spare for chicks, so you and I would just have to share one,” Score explained, showcasing his most kind generous side once again. “And I don’t know if you’ve noticed yet, but there’s actually a few girls already living here just like you! They’re all in training too, sure you would love to get to know them. And since there's so many, we just gave the girls their own bathroom to use. Actually, on second thought, we can get into all the nitty gritty details of your duties after you’ve officially moved in. So, lesson canceled! Come on and get dressed!” He bounced off the bed.

“R-really?” A shocked Fluttershy gasped at such an unexpected thing for his coach to say as she stood up. “W-what are we doing then?”

“Headed to your house now to pack your things!” Score said, eager to set his plan into stone and get her committed before his prey could get cold feet. “Don’t worry, it’ll be super quick and easy considering we won’t even need to deal with most of your clothes.”