Episode 284: BOBCAT

9:40 AM

Art class was getting hairy!

Mimi Alexander was in kitty cat mode since Officer Anson Potter ordered her to wear only his appointed fur boots, cat ear tiara, and a lengthy cat tail butt plug. Oh, and a sturdy pair of police issue hand cuffs binding her wrists behind her back to be worn until lunch hour. Making a statement today in his honor the mousey young woman was going full-on pussy controlled. Not once had she spoken a human word, merely mewing, or playing charades rather than communicate as she normally would. Streaking across town in her hurry to get to work had energized her as much as mentally breaking her will.

While she knew very well who she was, she was concluding more and more as to who and what she should be. Anson Potter was enforcing everything she had been searching for in becoming a sex slave at heart. Losing complete control was erotic, even more, it was necessary. Yesterday alone, having had an orgy in the hallway and mounting Roger Dundee outdoors in front of the entire world was beyond liberating. Learning at a rapid rate that just doing as told her world was so much better. She knew she would catch hell for it once her bestie LeAnne Logarth heard of her stunts, but in the end, this was her-- no-- this was Potter’s life.

Carl Manley still maintained a hold of her inside Horton-Dexter when he enforced it. Of late however he was giving in and letting Potter lead her even here. Part of her suspected that Potter was somehow controlling even Sir Carl, but she cared for her boss enough not to put him down over it. She knew deep inside that Carl was indeed the stronger persona, but of late he seemed off of his game. Concluding it must be due to his wife’s health she would never call him out over it. Besides, it was fun to ignore her master, masters, and be punished. She could not wait until the weekend to see what Potter had in store for her disobedience at McRonald’s. The more she pondered the possibilities the hornier she got. Last weekend Potter chained her to a repo yard fence and let men fuck her, thinking she was defenseless and weak. She proved him wrong, wanting it to spark something in her that she had long denied. From that moment forward, Potter was on her scent.

Unclean after being fucked while tied to a stop sign earlier, she cleaned herself like the cat she was portraying the best she could. Shoulders, cleavage, and legs were really all that she could reach being cuffed. On her knees upon her classroom desk for all to see her, she managed to contort her confinement in order to rub at her anal cavity around her butt plug tail and pussy. Denied any real sensation she hissed multiple times, even rolling over on her desk from trying. It was hilarious for many.

She wished she could lick her fingertips, nay, her paws as she beguiled her junior class. Boys who were knowledgeable of her antics, but many not exposed to it she was teasing extra hard. With only a charade style direction of drawing her many positions, many of them, girls included were just sitting there. Fuck the artwork! Rather fuck the art teacher! It became quite clear, quite fast that not a single student objected to her nudity and playfulness.

One student in her first class fingered her to sloshy mess. That event was her only solution to fixing the taint left by the tow truck drivers. Fingered, fed and chirping in her ecstasy. Legs wide, boots on the edge of her desk he fed her pussy three fingers at a climb. Squirting multiple times onto the tile below she would watch the YeARN in her students’ eyes. No one was trying more than that single young sophomore earlier. How disappointing! CUM ON PEOPLE!

How was it that yesterday she had guys all over her? How was Josie McKellen getting hammered in her own classroom as often as she was? Perplexing! After her earlier splashdown and howling like a squalling feline Mimi needed to stretch her legs. Which she did until the Juniors arrived in full force. Tired of her perch yet again Mimi abandoned her desk while flicking her saturated paws of juices spilled upon her desktop and left there to reside upon a mere fifteen minutes prior. She opted for new ideas.

Stretching vibrantly, she dropped to her knees and mused over a massive puddle on the floor. Acting as if seeing her reflection, she purred then lowered her upper body to lick her juices from the tile. While a few students found it gross, others found it amazing. From lapping tongue, she peered out at her class with unblinking eyelids as if to taunt them. Her glasses broken and left across town her vision was blurred but still she did not let that weakness stop her. Potter must praise!

After a good eight licks from her water dish, she opted to stretch out over the excess and bath her breasts, nipples stirring the stew. Pores soaking up her leftovers she went flat in the puddle and literally rolled around in the mess. Glossy and proud she reared up and prowled out amid her students. Ignoring her putrid scent it became a makeover session, students stroking her hair. Pausing to smile and playfully try and kneed her claws over those behind her, venturing to palm a few unseen inseams in a hope to inspire. Of course, a good number did play with that tail. Why hadn’t she done this sooner, now they were all becoming invested in pampering the pussycat. A number of masculine laps patted; she could not resist crawling up to sit on them. Those bold enough began to finger her, kiss on her dry spots, suck upon her sticky but surprisingly tasty nipples. She was living the cream!

As the hour went by the students grew tense. The boldest of the bold finally caved to their inability to restrain themselves. There was a Cat God! One such student was Jeremy Rebble, pronounced REB-BELL, who stood up in front of her while on her knees licking the fingers of the boy who had just fingered her. Dragging her from Greg Newlawn’s lap by her hair he pressured her to the floor shoving her upper body to press into the tile with his foot as he unzipped his jeans. The girls in class were biting their nails just to see Jeremy’s enormous cock.

Jeremy had only recently moved into the district from outside Nashville. Quiet and reserved he didn’t really associate with many people, yet he was a stud at 6’2, 170. All of the ladies referred to him as Jacob Elordi, the actor who played Nate Jacobs in the show Euphoria. Why he was so quiet remained a mystery, he simply stayed to himself. When spoken to, he acted too good for those trying to know him. The ass with a hell of an ass, the girls would often whisper. He knew he was hot shit but just played hard to get. Silent but deadly they say!

Ignoring all eyes on him Jeremy whipped out more than anyone bargained for. Nine inches and as thick as a 16-ounce pop bottle. Lifting his punishing weight on her shoulders he stepped around her and used the toe of his shoe on her forehead to prompt her upward. Obedient while he slapped his erection over and on Mimi’s expressionless face, she remained level with him. Palming her scalp to steady her, he used his other hand to aim his crown directly at her lips. Purring with her lips over his urethra at first as a stimulation she opened her mouth and let him instinctively shove his cock down her throat.

Face-fucking her with vigor he glared at Mimi’s messy corners, saliva oozing from her lips and down her chin. Bobcat was in the mouse house! Jeremy ROBERT Rebble that is! The classroom fell silent, just studying his swagger. Girls in dresses were quickly relocating fingers up to their undies and beyond, those wearing undies that is. Six different ladies were masturbating and fantasizing that they were Mimi in this moment. Who was this guy?

Jeremy was hardly any virgin, this event alone proved that. For every comment heard since he first started school here about him being some pussy, those went out the window. He was proving to everyone that he was just his own decision maker. No one was ever going to make him do something he didn’t want to do. Not a jock although he could be, he had no distinguishing assets other than his good looks. Definitely not a nerd either! He was ... Jeremy! To be defined later!

Lifting his head and tilting back with eyelids closed Jeremy tensed up and snarled like a beast. Girls instantly came on their fingers. Other students seemed torn between watching Jeremy’s power play and those girls of which many had often stripped with their eyes. Today was just an eye opener for so many. Nutting violently into Mimi’s mouth, her gag reflex honoring the torrent with a stabilized effort and drained him dry. His head returning to face Mimi, he watched her look up at him with moist eyes, still managing to go without blinking. She was gorgeous!

Nodding at her Jeremy released her scalp and just stood there. Mimi was not peeling away, simply fixated on him from below. It took Jeremy to retreat. Now that was a beautiful insight into who this kitty cat really was. She would have knelt there all day long with him in her mouth if he hadn’t taken his leave. Any other person might display ego, not Jeremy. He towered without expression then backed away dragging his penis from her tightly wrapped lips. Upon escape a splatter of restrained nut spat at her pouty lips. Quickly devoured!

Instead of putting his magnificent pecker away Jeremy stretched vividly and popped his neck before turning his back to her and walking to her desk. Leaning on it without once looking at the students he sat there stoic. Mimi followed him on all fours, well, technically only her knees once he had taken lean. The girls around him were whimpering and almost begging to replace Mimi but his focus was solely on the mouse. Squeaky halted at his feet and peered up as if hopeful of whatever he might do next. Nodding again he waved her up with one hand in a single majestic motion. The enigma was even making the guys in class suddenly respect the dude.

Standing up in her fur boots she found him luring her to his left and to lean forward over her desk. Palming her back she bent over it. From there Jeremy in his silent bravado rubbed her ass cheek then slid a single finger down her ass crack until touching the cat tail dangling from her. Gripping the tail, he whipped it about a few times as if spanking her but not. Curling the heel of his tennis shoe along her calf she responded to the pressure and parted her leg span. This gave the class a better look at the plug up her anus.

Knowing if not caring that they were observing him he tightly gripped that butt plug tail and ferociously yanked the bulb from her asshole. The kitten let out a scream. Standing up he used the tail like a belt and swatted her cheeks before utilizing it with both hands. Taking it up over her head he brought it down over her face and prompted her with the cougar tail until her teeth clenched around the soft tubelike appendage.

His back to the class Jeremy undid his pants and lowered them, no boxers beneath. Once his chiseled ass cheeks revealed themselves, his bulbous scrotum dangling between his thighs, the girls were quickly squealing in greedy awe. Orgasm after orgasm in the heat of this showstopper. Taking his penis in hand Jeremy shoved it into Mimi’s gaping anal canal and stood there a moment as if savoring the feel before pressuring all nine inches inside that sweet asshole. Mimi mewed under the strain! Six of nine bottomed out within her. He wanted it all but chose only seven knowing he might harm her. Her sphincter thanked him!

Tugging her body upright in using the tail in her mouth he rotated their bodies until facing the classroom. Maybe ego was finally rising up. Still, he ignored everyone and began fucking her asshole with vigor. The tail between her lips contained her cries of ecstasy. Students were mesmerized by Mimi’s swirling titties, the look in her eyes feral but routinely tamed. How could she go without blinking so long? It was almost haunting. Opting to finally acknowledge the class Jeremy looked up and offered a sneer. Girls came again! Even he was stunned by seeing six knuckled cunts, no seven, now sharing how much they wanted similar treatment. Jeremy had the pick of the litter. Fifteen minutes left before bell, the ReBELL hammered the cat into a delightful disaster.

Elsewhere across Nashville, four miles away.

“Who is this guy?” Officer Anson Potter was watching the whole classroom incident over his cellphone, courtesy of Watchtower hackers constantly surveilling and offering insight. Even on the clock the cop took time to monitor what he considered he owned. To his right in the passenger seat sat his partner for the day Catalina Juarez.

Normally, when it came to her old college chum Mimi, she would be slobbering over the meek mouse turned sex kitten. After her encounter with a hacker named Darkhorse Catalina’s demeanor was lost in thought. What had she just done? If she followed this horse she might get kicked in the head. She loved making extra money and ignoring protocol in most cases, but this was her friend being used. Guilt was closing in on her.

“Get a look at this Juarez.” Potter showed her Jeremy pounding Mimi into a frenzy. “Hey, Watchtower?” Always listening in! “I want to know who that guy is and his entire history. Dig in and let me know later.” Done!

“So, some kid is fucking my girl, Memes!” Catalina glanced then just as quickly looked out her passenger side window. “There is nothing I can do about it.”

“I thought you had the hots for Mimi. You should have your fingers up your twat hearing her moan.”

“I am NOT masturbating in front of you Potter. You may have seniority, but I AM my own bitch. Get that through your fucking head.”

“Yeah! Yeah! Chill out, Dike! I get it. As long as you get that I OWN your bestie. Get in my way I’ll land your ass behind a desk in a dark corner with no window, no AC.” Sounded like detention at Horton-Dexter!

“Bite me! No, don’t bite me, I’d puke.”

“Yeah, I’m thinking you need another partner. Maybe I’ll link you up with Lois Simpson. That way you two can fight over that Logarth girl.”

“So, it’s Simpson who has the hots for LeLe?” MeMe and LeLe!

“Yep! 42 going on 20, you better be careful! As hot as Simpson is she can be a bull. Lock horny’s at your own risk.”

“Whatever! I need to take a piss. Drive me to a gas station.”

“Nope! Pull up some grass stains.” He motioned out the door. Sitting at of all places Pitstop Park, it was wide open outside of a couple fellow Hispanics playing basketball. This early in the morning people were crawling out of the woodwork. Residents surrounding the park were mowing or just outside for fresh air.

“Seriously? We’re the law Potter, that would be indecent exposure.”

“Who’s going to write you a citation? Not me! I whip it out wherever I feel like it. Hold it in or drop and droplet, your call. I’m busy watching cat videos.”

“FUCK!” Catalina opened her car door and got out. Stepping behind the cruiser she undid her uniform pants and squatted, holding her underwear out of sprinkling range. In her angle the basketball court boys had a clean shot at her gorgeous ass. Hearing wolf calls in Espanol she shook her head and continued her mission. “Thank God, I don’t know those guys. They won’t approach me because of my badge.”

Silently Potter stepped out of his driver’s seat and crept around to see Juarez pissing but looking out at the ballers. Chuckling he sat his silent cell atop the trunk and unzipped his pants. Whipping his dick out without his shadow giving his position away he shook his cock a few times then began urinating. His warm piss shooting down over her ass cheeks she bulged her eyes and shot straight to her feet in shock. “YOU, FUCKING ASSHOLE!” The ballers were busting up.

“Lesson learned Rookie! You’re the bottom feeder, dike or not. I do whatever I please and you live with it. I dare you to report me. I’d love to see the response. I guarantee they’ll laugh and tell you to man up. You are the manly side, right?” That word Manley even spelled differently made Potter grim. Shaking off his pecker he put it away. From there he plucked up his phone and watched Juarez moving out to dryer grass and sitting down in it to wipe his urine from her cheeks. Disgusted she stood up and pulled her pants back on. Flipping off the ballers she got back into the squad car and fumed.

Her own cell pinging she looked at her message without Potter over her shoulder. “Stay strong! Potter will get his due in time. D.H.!” Once read the words vanished from her cell as if a mirage. Looking around her she noted cameras even in the park to monitor vandals should it happen. Mostly sex in the grass on a daily basis but she wasn’t aware of the park’s reputation yet.