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Bundles of wires hung from hooks that had been stickied to the wall with those ‘pull the tab when you’re done’ semi permanent wall fixtures. A lumin cube had been shoved into the two of the room opposite the bed. A janky flat plate was likewise fixed to the wall with the same type of fasteners and used to suspend a camera, ring light and shotgun mic all carefully aimed exactly dead center on the bed itself.\n\n\tIt wasn’t pretty. Hell it might not even be functional. At this point, though, Becky didn’t much care.\n\n\t“You about done?\n\n\tCollin’s voice snapped her focus away from her task at hand. She paused a moment rolling her head around the idea. Yes, t was Collin. He was in ‘boy mode’. He had been since he’d snuck her in past what counted for security in this tiny religious school’s little excuse for a dorm.\n\n\t“Rigging’s about done, yeah.” Becky sighed.\n\n\t“And the camera? You said it’s better than the last one, right?”\n\n\tIt took a considerable effort for Becky to not roll her eyes at the question. “Well it’s not like I’m giving you my E10 or anything. But a 4K camera and some halfway decent lighting is the bare minimum you should be doing for any serious streaming. You can’t just rely on being some sexy girl they want to bang. Internet is full of those after all.” Becky paused. Somehow her body ha realized what she said before she did. She could feel her cheeks burn and her stocky frame quake. She looked down to see her hands wringing awkwardly just out of sight. Her right hand desperately tugging at her left index finger while her stout booty swayed this way and that a bit.\n\n\tIf Collin noticed, he gave no indication of it. Instead he pulled his knee-high socks up to his chest and rolled from side to side on the bed while looking over the flowing hash of wires. “Well I think my cute lil bussy is more than enough to bring all the boys to the yard. And some girls, too. But 4K sounds nice. I’m assuming that’s a good thing, right?”\n\n\t“How the fuck can you be a gamer and not know…”\n\n\t“Because my laptop is a potato.” Collin giggled “Didn’t you ever notice that? Hui and I had to make do because mom and dad didn’t want to spring for super high end shit. They figured we’d end up doing nothing but playing games.”\n\n\t“Didn’t you say you got like Baldur’s Gate or Divinity running on it or something?” Becky’s ears folding back a bit now as she puzzled at that\n\n\t“It almost melted my power brick.” The red panda boy huffed. The way he puffed out his cheeks like some cute anime girl pouting was almost enough for Becky to forgive the half hour plus it took to get here and the extra hassle of lugging everything in a laptop bag.\n\n\tAlmost.\n\n\t“So are you gonna show me how to work this when it’s all done?” Collin chirped the words while scrooching up on to the balls of his footpaws. The mere fact that he was able to balance on a bed like that went a long way to indicate just how much work he’d been putting in since last summer to get more ‘femmy fit’.\n\n\t“Well I kinda have to, don’t I?” Becky grumbled back “I’m not going to drive up here every time you want to give some pervs a show.”\n\n\t“You could always direct it, you know” Collin cooed. Once again teasing the poor girl.\n\n\tThis time the response was different. A thick paw wrapping around his throat. Not hard. Certainly not hard enough to do any damage. “Did I… did I ask for your opinion, little slut?” She was quick to hush her tone once she recalled where they were “If you want to whore yourself out like a pathetic little faggot then that’s your choice. M-mostly because I don’t just come up here and use you myself” The words still sounded furious, yet they were also fumbled. She noticed herself squeezing harder. Her whole body was reacting to the sudden surge of whatever it was she felt. Though the cute little yelp from Collin, that blend of panic and moaning pleasure, still curled her toes enough to keep her paw where it was.\n\n\t“Yesma’am!” Collin’s cheeky brattyness was dulled now. Not gone, never gone. But faded.\n\n\t“In fact…” She leaned in, and as she did her arm stayed erect. Slowly she was shoving Collin back and making him lean uncomfortably with only her grip on his neck keeping him from collapsing on his back. “You’re lucky I don’t take a cut. After all, I’m the one doing the hard work here. Why should the- the meat, get to keep all the money?” Every word felt unsure. Every gesture made her feel like Collin would scream out for the… whatever dorm security was called. She was already crossing quite a few lines she was unsure he wanted crossed. \n\n\tBut her knee was on the bed. Her free paw had moved to grip his thigh. She was leaning over him. Looming over him. Hot breath and small whimpers kept her pushing forwards bit by bit. “I’m not going to drive up here just to tell you which toy to shove up your fag-hole, now do I? I really don’t need to come up just to make sure you tell e everyone you’re just a weak little prey bitch. Right, trash panda?” Those words, those slurs, crossed a line for Becky. That fact alone was both exhilarating and terrifying. The fact that she’d used them on instinct after hearing Collin call himself such things on stream? She frantically searched his eyes for any sign of recognition. Any hint that he realized what she’d done, that she’d exposed herself as someone who watched those fucked up little live streams. “If I was going to do that” she whimpered “T-then I’d need some kind of compensation. Something for wasting my time helping your worthless little ass…”\n\n\tThe words at the end were a bluff. Obviously she didn’t need the money. She was just looking to deflect, hoping like hell his brain hadn’t caught her earlier slip up. But god, he was so damn cute when his eyes went wide to her comment. Before either of them knew it her lips were on his. Her muzzle parting his. Her tongue pushing with a predatory lilt deep into his mouth. She huffed and whined. The taste of his muzzle as sweet but odd and nothing like she really had imagined. Becky could feel her paw trembling and straining as she took a kiss, claimed it from him even. Was it too rough? Was it not rough enough? Was this crossing a seriously line? Those few fuzzy thoughts were the only things to occasionally pop out of her brain as she rolled her tongue around feeling the poor boy limp and helpless to her advances.\n\n\tEventually her paw gave out. It was always going to. She winced at the dull thud it made as his head slipped the inch from where it was into the wall. Becky paused, terrified, her body screaming to continue while her brain surged through itself on what to do in case he was hurt. Scrambling to remember the questions someone asks when they might have a concussion, or even just to ask if he needed to stop.\n\n\tBut then… the way he looked at her. The way those cute brown eyes widened as Collin lay with his muzzle scrunched against his check and his neck bent. Somehow looking even more helpless and powerless than he had.\n\n\tWithout thinking Becky felt herself pulling down the zipper on her jeans. Sweat from the rough work and the trip up here ensured her scent hit the air hard. Without a shred of warning her thick stocky thighs were straddling his face and her knees pinned down his arms. The badger girl shoved her exposed panties up against Collin’s muzzle an pushed one paw against the wall. She could feel the brass zipper rubbing at his nose. She felt his hot breath, the squirms of discomfort. She nearly cried out just from the brand new sensation of the cute boy between her legs at this moment.\n\n\t“G-go on, lick it” she demanded “Sniff it. Show me you really are a bitch boy” The failure of dirty talk still seemed to get the point across. Moments later Becky felt a warm tongue lapping at her dirty panties. She rolled and rocked her hips with little bunny-hop fidgets each time he traced his tongue up and down. After a few moments she was forced to bite down on her knuckle in order to stop the screams that begged to flee her throat. Instead she muffled her moans and pushed her hips harder. Over and over again her virgin slit was massaged and teased though the thick cheap cloth. Paintbrush strokes of absolute pleasure both physical and mental hammered away at her as the redhead struggled to stay still on her mount.\n\n\tSoon Becky was simply mashing her hips awkwardly against the pretty boy’s face. Her head lulled over him while she tried to et a good bit of friction on his face. At some point she was dimly aware of him wriggling and writhing in an attempt to get air and instead she pushed down on his face, her mound filling his muzzle and the spilled over bulk covering much of his nose.\n\n\t“No” She gasped “Y-you breathe after I cum!” She may have been too loud when she said it. Maybe way too loud. She didn’t care. The fact that this was her first time by some measures didn’t even register to her. She simply felt so good. The pleasure was addicting and overwhelming. It threatened to drown her. The power over Collin as he strained for even a small breath and his eyes glazed a bit was the closest she’d come to drugs since that time as a cub with the cough syrup. \n\n\tThere was licking when the burst came. There were desperate gasps with little air and loud girly whines. Groans of absolute need and frustration when the thing that was her ‘friend’ twitched and writhed under her. All of that hovered in her head, but Becky was unable to bring any of it to focus. She road in a sea of sensation. The awkward motions of her body and ministrations of her more experienced partner had devastated every nerve ending she had. Her attempts to be rough and forceful with the boy came to naught when she just soughed off of him\n\n\tCollin laid there panting. “Ya have fun?” He panted while lapping the moisture off of his lips. Only upon seeing that did Becky realize her panties were soaked. Her thumb moved to the band of her jeans. It might be cute to give them to her, him, them. To take those panties off and shove them in that cute mouth. The possibly seductive expression he wore suggested it might not be a bad idea. Then again, she had just all but violated him. Without warning. Without concern that he might be hurt, even. \n\n\tThe badger’s paw trembled and wrapped into the silky black headfur of her apparent impromptu partner. She yanked it back and spit into his mouth. “Did you have fun, Ma’am” She corrected. The words were’ right’ but lacked the confidence she imagined they should have. \n\n\t“Did you have fun ‘ma’am’?” Collin’s voice was breathless. He was apparently fine, no signs that shed’ done any sort of damage. If anything it seemed like he enjoyed how rough she was. Had he? Would he if he was her, was Xiulan? Was the poor wah just scared of her now? Or was this how ‘she’ would treat Collin…\n\n\tThe jeans came off without so much as a word. Becky wrest herself from the soaked white cotton fabric and pressed it firmly into his mouth. “Y-you can keep those” Still she tried to sound tough. It still didn’t feel right. It did feel right, though. Watching his face melt as the filthy cloth pressed down on his tongue. “There. Better. L-like I said, I should get something out of helping you with this stuff. Right?”\n\n--------------------\n\n\tThe rain was coming down hard by the time Becky had finished and gotten back in her car. She just knew her dad was going to give her hell for that. Part of the problem with ‘old parents’ as they liked to call themselves, they always seemed to worry too much about everything.\n\n\tShe didn’t care, though. It didn’t matter. None of it really mattered. Not after what she’d just done. Xiulan… Collin… knew she liked her, him, them. It wasn’t like she’d actually ‘raped’ the one she’d been crushing on since middle school.\n\n\tBut it was close. Close enough to it. Probably close to the shit Ms. Blake had done. And why not? That’s what Collin wanted, right? That’s why that cute little wah up there in the dorm was happy with ‘her’? Or was that just how Ms. Blake had groomed them? Was she just taking advantage of something an actual rapist did? Was she any better?”\n\n\tA flick of the key and the car radio began blaring. Some stupid pop station she never remembered to change things from before her phone connected. Somehow with the rain coming down it seemed appropriate as the girl on the radio’s words oddly hit in a way they probably weren’t intended to. Her thoughts drifting to horrible, shamefully hot thoughts of what that bitch might have done to ‘her’ Collin as the girl droned the line.\n\n\t“You broke me first”\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Collared Chapter 38: Tech Support
By TerraMGP

\tThere was something Becky found genuinely unsettling about this place. In truth she’d never seen a dorm room before and thus had no real idea of what to expect. The tiny ass room that somehow reeked of some generic ‘Grandma’s house’ right down to its somehow unnerving white-yellow paint and the cheap as hell looking dresser wasn’t it. It felt wrong. Oddly unsettling in a way her stupid brain kept trying to explain with directors. Lynch? Wes Anderson as a horror director? Maybe that guy who did Hereditary?

\tWhatever the case, it didn’t quite look like that anymore. Now half the room had been consumed by chaos. Bundles of wires hung from hooks that had been stickied to the wall with those ‘pull the tab when you’re done’ semi permanent wall fixtures. A lumin cube had been shoved into the two of the room opposite the bed. A janky flat plate was likewise fixed to the wall with the same type of fasteners and used to suspend a camera, ring light and shotgun mic all carefully aimed exactly dead center on the bed itself.

\tIt wasn’t pretty. Hell it might not even be functional. At this point, though, Becky didn’t much care.

\t“You about done?

\tCollin’s voice snapped her focus away from her task at hand. She paused a moment rolling her head around the idea. Yes, t was Collin. He was in ‘boy mode’. He had been since he’d snuck her in past what counted for security in this tiny religious school’s little excuse for a dorm.

\t“Rigging’s about done, yeah.” Becky sighed.

\t“And the camera? You said it’s better than the last one, right?”

\tIt took a considerable effort for Becky to not roll her eyes at the question. “Well it’s not like I’m giving you my E10 or anything. But a 4K camera and some halfway decent lighting is the bare minimum you should be doing for any serious streaming. You can’t just rely on being some sexy girl they want to bang. Internet is full of those after all.” Becky paused. Somehow her body ha realized what she said before she did. She could feel her cheeks burn and her stocky frame quake. She looked down to see her hands wringing awkwardly just out of sight. Her right hand desperately tugging at her left index finger while her stout booty swayed this way and that a bit.

\tIf Collin noticed, he gave no indication of it. Instead he pulled his knee-high socks up to his chest and rolled from side to side on the bed while looking over the flowing hash of wires. “Well I think my cute lil bussy is more than enough to bring all the boys to the yard. And some girls, too. But 4K sounds nice. I’m assuming that’s a good thing, right?”

\t“How the fuck can you be a gamer and not know…”

\t“Because my laptop is a potato.” Collin giggled “Didn’t you ever notice that? Hui and I had to make do because mom and dad didn’t want to spring for super high end shit. They figured we’d end up doing nothing but playing games.”

\t“Didn’t you say you got like Baldur’s Gate or Divinity running on it or something?” Becky’s ears folding back a bit now as she puzzled at that

\t“It almost melted my power brick.” The red panda boy huffed. The way he puffed out his cheeks like some cute anime girl pouting was almost enough for Becky to forgive the half hour plus it took to get here and the extra hassle of lugging everything in a laptop bag.

\tAlmost.

\t“So are you gonna show me how to work this when it’s all done?” Collin chirped the words while scrooching up on to the balls of his footpaws. The mere fact that he was able to balance on a bed like that went a long way to indicate just how much work he’d been putting in since last summer to get more ‘femmy fit’.

\t“Well I kinda have to, don’t I?” Becky grumbled back “I’m not going to drive up here every time you want to give some pervs a show.”

\t“You could always direct it, you know” Collin cooed. Once again teasing the poor girl.

\tThis time the response was different. A thick paw wrapping around his throat. Not hard. Certainly not hard enough to do any damage. “Did I… did I ask for your opinion, little slut?” She was quick to hush her tone once she recalled where they were “If you want to whore yourself out like a pathetic little faggot then that’s your choice. M-mostly because I don’t just come up here and use you myself” The words still sounded furious, yet they were also fumbled. She noticed herself squeezing harder. Her whole body was reacting to the sudden surge of whatever it was she felt. Though the cute little yelp from Collin, that blend of panic and moaning pleasure, still curled her toes enough to keep her paw where it was.

\t“Yesma’am!” Collin’s cheeky brattyness was dulled now. Not gone, never gone. But faded.

\t“In fact…” She leaned in, and as she did her arm stayed erect. Slowly she was shoving Collin back and making him lean uncomfortably with only her grip on his neck keeping him from collapsing on his back. “You’re lucky I don’t take a cut. After all, I’m the one doing the hard work here. Why should the- the meat, get to keep all the money?” Every word felt unsure. Every gesture made her feel like Collin would scream out for the… whatever dorm security was called. She was already crossing quite a few lines she was unsure he wanted crossed.

\tBut her knee was on the bed. Her free paw had moved to grip his thigh. She was leaning over him. Looming over him. Hot breath and small whimpers kept her pushing forwards bit by bit. “I’m not going to drive up here just to tell you which toy to shove up your fag-hole, now do I? I really don’t need to come up just to make sure you tell e everyone you’re just a weak little prey bitch. Right, trash panda?” Those words, those slurs, crossed a line for Becky. That fact alone was both exhilarating and terrifying. The fact that she’d used them on instinct after hearing Collin call himself such things on stream? She frantically searched his eyes for any sign of recognition. Any hint that he realized what she’d done, that she’d exposed herself as someone who watched those fucked up little live streams. “If I was going to do that” she whimpered “T-then I’d need some kind of compensation. Something for wasting my time helping your worthless little ass…”

\tThe words at the end were a bluff. Obviously she didn’t need the money. She was just looking to deflect, hoping like hell his brain hadn’t caught her earlier slip up. But god, he was so damn cute when his eyes went wide to her comment. Before either of them knew it her lips were on his. Her muzzle parting his. Her tongue pushing with a predatory lilt deep into his mouth. She huffed and whined. The taste of his muzzle as sweet but odd and nothing like she really had imagined. Becky could feel her paw trembling and straining as she took a kiss, claimed it from him even. Was it too rough? Was it not rough enough? Was this crossing a seriously line? Those few fuzzy thoughts were the only things to occasionally pop out of her brain as she rolled her tongue around feeling the poor boy limp and helpless to her advances.

\tEventually her paw gave out. It was always going to. She winced at the dull thud it made as his head slipped the inch from where it was into the wall. Becky paused, terrified, her body screaming to  continue while her brain surged through itself on what to do in case he was hurt. Scrambling to remember the questions someone asks when they might have a concussion, or even just to ask if he needed to stop.

\tBut then… the way he looked at her. The way those cute brown eyes widened as Collin lay with his muzzle scrunched against his check and his neck bent. Somehow looking even more helpless and powerless than he had.

\tWithout thinking Becky felt herself pulling down the zipper on her jeans. Sweat from the rough work and the trip up here ensured her scent hit the air hard. Without a shred of warning her thick stocky thighs were straddling his face and her knees pinned down his arms. The badger girl shoved her exposed panties up against Collin’s muzzle an pushed one paw against the wall. She could feel the brass zipper rubbing at his nose. She felt his hot breath, the squirms of discomfort. She nearly cried out just from the brand new sensation of the cute boy between her legs at this moment.

\t“G-go on, lick it” she demanded “Sniff it. Show me you really are a bitch boy” The failure of dirty talk still seemed to get the point across. Moments later Becky felt a warm tongue lapping at her dirty panties. She rolled and rocked her hips with little bunny-hop fidgets each time he traced his tongue up and down. After a few moments she was forced to bite down on her knuckle in order to stop the screams that begged to flee her throat. Instead she muffled her moans and pushed her hips harder. Over and over again her virgin slit was massaged and teased though the thick cheap cloth. Paintbrush strokes of absolute pleasure both physical and mental hammered away at her as the redhead struggled to stay still on her mount.

\tSoon Becky was simply mashing her hips awkwardly against the pretty boy’s face. Her head lulled over him while she tried to et a good bit of friction on his face. At some point she was dimly aware of him wriggling and writhing in an attempt to get air and instead she pushed down on his face, her mound filling his muzzle and the spilled over bulk covering much of his nose.

\t“No” She gasped “Y-you breathe after I cum!” She may have been too loud when she said it. Maybe way too loud. She didn’t care. The fact that this was her first time by some measures didn’t even register to her. She simply felt so good. The pleasure was addicting and overwhelming. It threatened to drown her. The power over Collin as he strained for even a small breath and his eyes glazed a bit was the closest she’d come to drugs since that time as a cub with the cough syrup.

\tThere was licking when the burst came. There were desperate gasps with little air and loud girly whines. Groans of absolute need and frustration when the thing that was her ‘friend’ twitched and writhed under her. All of that hovered in her head, but Becky was unable to bring any of it to focus. She road in a sea of sensation. The awkward motions of her body and ministrations of her more experienced partner had devastated every nerve ending she had. Her attempts to be rough and forceful with the boy came to naught when she just soughed off of him

\tCollin laid there panting. “Ya have fun?” He panted while lapping the moisture off of his lips. Only upon seeing that did Becky realize her panties were soaked. Her thumb moved to the band of her jeans. It might be cute to give them to her, him, them. To take those panties off and shove them in that cute mouth. The possibly seductive expression he wore suggested it might not be a bad idea. Then again, she had just all but violated him. Without warning. Without concern that he might be hurt, even.

\tThe badger’s paw trembled and wrapped into the silky black headfur of her apparent impromptu partner. She yanked it back and spit into his mouth. “Did you have fun, Ma’am” She corrected. The words were’ right’ but lacked the confidence she imagined they should have.

\t“Did you have fun ‘ma’am’?” Collin’s voice was breathless. He was apparently fine, no signs that shed’ done any sort of damage. If anything it seemed like he enjoyed how rough she was. Had he? Would he if he was her, was Xiulan? Was the poor wah just scared of her now? Or was this how ‘she’ would treat Collin…

\tThe jeans came off without so much as a word. Becky wrest herself from the soaked white cotton fabric and pressed it firmly into his mouth. “Y-you can keep those” Still she tried to sound tough. It still didn’t feel right. It did feel right, though. Watching his face melt as the filthy cloth pressed down on his tongue. “There. Better. L-like I said, I should get something out of helping you with this stuff. Right?”

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\tThe rain was coming down hard by the time Becky had finished and gotten back in her car. She just knew her dad was going to give her hell for that. Part of the problem with ‘old parents’ as they liked to call themselves, they always seemed to worry too much about everything.

\tShe didn’t care, though. It didn’t matter. None of it really mattered. Not after what she’d just done. Xiulan… Collin… knew she liked her, him, them. It wasn’t like she’d actually ‘raped’ the one she’d been crushing on since middle school.

\tBut it was close. Close enough to it. Probably close to the shit Ms. Blake had done. And why not? That’s what Collin wanted, right? That’s why that cute little wah up there in the dorm was happy with ‘her’? Or was that just how Ms. Blake had groomed them? Was she just taking advantage of something an actual rapist did? Was she any better?”

\tA flick of the key and the car radio began blaring. Some stupid pop station she never remembered to change things from before her phone connected. Somehow with the rain coming down it seemed appropriate as the girl on the radio’s words oddly hit in a way they probably weren’t intended to. Her thoughts drifting to horrible, shamefully hot thoughts of what that bitch might have done to ‘her’ Collin as the girl droned the line.

\t“You broke me first”
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