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Becoming Patty's Property Ch. 01

By: Dante Ryan



Patty wasn't pretty- at all. She was 5-10 and had a big-boned body type that could best be described as "dumpy." She had brown eyes, brown hair that was lazily parted in the middle, and a wardrobe that largely consisted of sweatshirts, jeans, and workboots. She and I lived in the same apartment complex, and took the same bus to school. 

Earlier that year I witnessed Patty in a fistfight at the school cafeteria where she absolutely pummeled a male student who was ever bigger than her. She had him by the collar with one hand and mercilessly battered him into submission with the other. She was far from the brightest person in the world- she'd been left behind at least once, and was taking the easiest courses imaginable to get the credits needed to graduate.

I was eighteen years old, and in the odd position of moving to a new city in the middle of my senior year in high school. It wasn't an easy adjustment, but I figured I'd hang in there for a year, stick to my studies, and start college next year. At 5-8 and with a slight frame, I mostly kept to myself and stayed away from the rough and tumble characters that Patty associated with.

Patty treated me with a touch of distain, but we got along well enough. On Monday, gym was my final class, and it ran late. With no time to change into my regular clothes, I grabbed my knapsack and ran to the bus. I barely made it, and as a result the seats in the front of the bus were all taken. As I walked toward the back of the bus where the rowdier kids sat, I noticed there was an empty seat next to Patty. When I meekly asked if I could take it, Patty stood up and motioned for me to sit near the window, as not to place me between she and her friends.

That was fine with me. The conversations were loud and profane, and several marijuana joints were passed around on the back of the bus. Patty offered me a hit, but I politely declined. As the ride continued, the bus became less crowded. There were plenty of other seats available, but Patty continued sitting next to me. As she said goodbye to the last of her friends, we were alone in the back of the bus with a few other kids closer to the front. I could tell Patty was as high as a kite.

Out of nowhere, Patty put her hands on my exposed legs. I was taken aback, but I let her do so without resistance. From there she started feeling me up all over, and soon began rubbing my cock through my gym shorts. "What do we have here?" she cooed at me, trying to be sexy.

I don't know what came over me. In an attempt to discourage her from touching me, I said "come on, Patty- you're not even going to get me hard."

Patty shot me a wicked smile. "Let's see about that" she said as she continued to stroke my cock through my gym shorts. It felt okay, but I didn't want to encourage her, nor did I want to insult her for fear of being attacked. I figured that there was about five minutes left before we got to our stop, and if I could keep my mind on other things I could keep my cock from getting hard before we got there.

Patty kept playing with me, and my penis went from "flaccid" to "hardening" when we arrived our stop. I looked at her and shrugged sheepishly as the bus came to a stop and we got off.

As I headed toward my apartment, Patty told me to wait up. For a moment I considered running away, but I realized that I'd have to see her the next day anyway. So I approached her.

"Hey, thanks for everything, but I've kind of got a girlfriend back where I used to live and I really need to get home."

Patty shook her head. "Come with me" she said with a stern stare.

I tried desperately to think of an excuse. "No, Patty, I can't" I said in a panic. Patty, "I can't. I've got to..."

Patty grabbed me by the collar with her left hand and cocked back her fist with her right. It occurred to me that I was in the exact position the poor guy she pounded in the cafeteria was in.

"Are you saying that I can't get you hard?" she asked.

"No, Patty...please" I pleaded. "I just want to go home."

"Follow me" Patty said in a tone that let me know I was being warned. I meekly accompanied her to her apartment, walking a respectful step behind her. She opened the door, and ushered me into her bedroom, which was an unkempt mess, and told me to lie on the bed.

"Now" she purred, "let's see if I can get you hard." She resumed stroking my cock through my shorts, and I did everything I could to resist getting an erection. I figured that if I didn't, she'd get frustrated, give up, and let me go home. It felt good, but I was still able to resist getting hard. Then, a sign of hope- the phone rang, and Patty stopped what she was doing to answer it.

"Take off all of your clothes and lie on the bed- I won't be long" she said as she left the room. I was mortified by the request, but I felt that I had no choice. I quickly removed my t-shirt, shoes, socks, gym shorts, and underwear and lied naked waiting for her to finish her phone call.

I flinched nervously as she re-entered the room.

"Mmmm...nice body!" she said as she sat on the bed and started playing with my exposed cock. She was still fully clothed, as I laid there completely naked. As she used both hands to jerk me off, it was getting more and more difficult to keep from getting aroused. I closed my eyes and thought of math problems, boring poetry- anything to keep from getting hard.

Suddenly, I felt a new sensation- Patty had begun sucking my cock. At this point it was hopeless. I went with the flow and my cock got as hard as a diamond as Patty gave me head.

"I knew you'd like this" Patty said as she stood and removed her pants and underwear.

As she got back on the bed, she got ready to straddle my cock. "Patty" I pleaded..."I really don't want to do this."

"You're as hard as a rock" she replied. "You must want to."

"What if you get pregnant?" I desperately asked.

She laughed and responded "don't worry- I haven't gotten pregnant yet, right?"

That wasn't exactly reassuring, but she stuck my cock inside her and began pumping away while on top of me. She aggressively ground up and down, occasionally grabbing my hands and rubbing them against her sweatshirt-covered breasts. She continued pound away at me, letting out primal grunts and groans until she finally had an orgasm.

I figured that would be it- I'd satisfied her, and I could leave. But no such luck- after her orgasm she kept fucking me, relentlessly bucking up and down, stopping for an occasional orgasm. I didn't want to cum, and was hoping I could somehow distract myself and get soft again. But it was no use- she was riding me like as if I were a bronco. This went on for close to a half an hour. I couldn't help but be too aroused to get soft, but at the same time too repulsed to cum.

At this point, I just wanted to put this humiliating experience behind me. I closed my eyes and fantasized over a sexy scenario where I was with someone else. Finally, I felt an orgasm building, and told Patty I was about to cum, hoping that she would let me pull out.

She did exactly the opposite- she stopped bouncing and simply started to grind, and I came inside her.

Patty got up to use the bathroom, and figuring that my ordeal was over I started to get dressed. When Patty returned, she asked what I was doing.

"I'm going home" I replied.

"No, no" she said. "Get those clothes off."

So once again, I got undressed. Patty pulled off her sweatshirt, and took off her bra. For the first time, we were both naked. Patty got on top of me and began kissing me, cramming her tongue into my mouth. I resisted at first, but she ordered me to "kiss her right." I was stuck making out with this slovenly woman for the next fifteen minutes. She pulled me on top of her, demanding that I continue to French-kiss her, and I had no choice. Being forced into a romantic petting-fest with Patty was far worse than letting her use me as her fuck-post, but what could I do?

From there, she had me kiss, lick, and suck her large-but-saggy breasts. After a while, she pushed my head down to her crotch and instructed me to eat her. I tried to explain that I'd already cum inside her, but she didn't want to hear it. "Guys make girls swallow their cum all the time" she deadpanned. My telling her that I'd never done that fell on deaf ears, and I proceeded to lick and suck away at her cooze-filled vagina. She grabbed me by my hair and jammed her cunt into my face as she had another orgasm, complete with a squirting that she demanded I lick up and swallow.

Patty then got on top of me in a sixty-nine position and said she wanted me to get hard again. Every sexy thought I could muster up went through my head in an attempt to accomplish that. Once sufficiently hard, Patty told me to get on top of her and fuck her hard. At this point we had been going at it for close to two hours and I was exhausted and near the point of collapse, but Patty didn't care. After she had a couple more orgasms, she suddenly realized that her father would be home soon, and ordered me to get dressed and leave. I hurriedly did so, but she insisted on getting a "real kiss goodbye," which kept me another five minutes as I made out with her by her doorway. 

Patty finally let me go, and the ordeal was over. In an odd way it had been interesting- frankly, I'd only had sex one other time in my life, and that was two years prior. What the hell, I figured- lots of guys have one night stands with unattractive women. Later that night I went to bed feeling better about things.

The next day, I arrived at the bus stop. Patty was already there, and those feelings of happiness went away as the sight of her reminded me how chubby and homely she was. I smiled and politely waved to her, then turned my attention elsewhere. Patty loudly asked me "is that any way to greet your new GIRLFRIEND?"

Patty marched right over to me, put her arms around me, and gave me a long wet kiss, all while groping my ass, penis, and testicles as everyone watched in amazement.

"Mmmmm" she cooed..."it's nice to finally have a boyfriend."

Patty put her arm around me and guided me over to where she was originally waiting. She instructed me to be quiet as she introduced me to her friends as her new "boyfriend." 

Part Two will be coming soon. I love feedback, so please share your thoughts on this story.

Becoming Patty's Property Ch. 02



I quickly discovered that Patty was as uninhibited in public as she was in the bedroom. As we stood waiting for the bus she alternated between conversing with her friends and giving me deep french kisses while grabbing my ass and grinding our genitals together. She would grab my penis and make loud "Mmmmmmmm" sounds. She had absolutely no clue that this was inappropriate behavior, but like everyone else, I was too intimidated by her to say anything. 

The bus ride to school was no different, as Patty had me sit next to her and continued to molest me the entire trip. From there she walked around with her arms tightly around me through the school, showing off the fact that she "finally had a boyfriend". It was as if Patty were displaying a trophy she won- but Patty was far from a prize herself, and being dragged around and put on display was terribly embarrassing. At one point, Patty asked one of her friends "doesn't he have a nice ass?" while having me turn around and display my behind. When classes finally started I noticed that I was getting the strangest looks for the other students. No wanted to acknowledge or speak to me. It was as if I were a leper. 

I was hoping that lunch break would provide a reprieve, but as I exited my last class before break I saw Patty waiting for me in the hall. She insisted I sit with her...but I never got to sit. As Patty sat and ate lunch, she had me stand behind her, caressing her back and shoulders. As if this wasn't bad enough, Patty started telling everyone around her how horny she was, and how she couldn't wait for school to end so that she and I could get home and have another marathon sex session. She boasted that she'd found the best pussy-eater ever, and that I'd eat her out even after I'd fucked her. Some of the girls giggled and laughed, while others shook their heads with looks of distain. During my last class, the two guys that sat in the desks behind me continuously taunted me with subtle yet audible kissing and slurping noises. I guess word got around quickly. 

The bus ride home was another twenty minutes of foreplay. As Patty held me down on the very last seat of the bus, she stuck her tongue down my throat and had me rub her pussy through her jeans with my hand. When the bus got to our apartment complex, Patty ordered everyone else to "sit down and get out of our way" while she grabbed me by the hand, rushed to the exit of the bus, and practically ran while dragging me to her apartment. 

When we got there, Patty immediately started stripping down, and told me to do the same. I resigned myself to my fate and got undressed quickly. Patty sat on the bed, took off her clothes, and spread her legs. When she saw that my cock wasn't hard, her look of horniness quickly changed to a look of anger. 

"Come on" she shouted, "we've been waiting to do this all day!"

I'd actually been dreading it all day, but I couldn't tell Patty that. Instead I meekly apologized and said that I couldn't help it. My suggestion that we "try again tomorrow" wasn't even acknowledged. Instead, Patty had me lie on the bed and got on top of me in the sixty-nine position. I started licking away at Patty's snatch, and noticed that she wasn't fellating me. She just rested on her elbows and knees and let me eat away until she dropped the bomb- Patty instructed me to lick higher and higher until I was close to licking her asshole. 

"That's it" she cried. "Lick me there while you finger my pussy". 

I hesitated for a moment, and wondered if it would be worth it to tell Patty to go fuck herself, and try to escape. Even if Patty gave me a beating, it would be more palatable than this. 

Then it occurred to me that Patty could beat the crap out of me and then have me do this anyway...so I swallowed hard and complied. Without getting into detail, let's just say that Patty's rectum wasn't exactly the most sanitary place in the world. Or at least it wasn't before I spent what must have been close to a half an hour cleaning it with my tongue. To make things worse, Patty came several times while I did this, all while telling me how much she loved the new sensation of having her ass eaten. Of course, I knew this meant that I would be doing it on a regular basis. 

Patty finally had me go into the bathroom and use mouthwash before summoning me back for another making-out-then-fucking session. I actually tried to be as clumsy and erratic as possible in an attempt to "accidentally" displease her, but it didn't matter- Patty got on top of me, bucked like a bronco, and came several more times before dismissing me. 

The next day at school was like the previous one. Before and between classes, I was practically welded to Patty's side, save for her occasional tounging and groping sessions. I desperately needed a break, and told Patty that I needed to spend my lunch break in the library to research something. Patty said no, but I was able to bargain for ten minutes. It was better than nothing. 

When I finally got to the cafeteria, Patty had me stand behind her and rub her shoulders. But there was something different- the girls she ate lunch with seemed to have an air of nervousness about them. Then Patty casually remarked that I needed to bring a toothbrush over to her house. 

I couldn't believe it- Patty had told everyone at the table that I licked her asshole. 

Finally one girl broke the silence and asked "Does he LIKE doing that to you?"

"Oh yeah" said Patty triumphantly. "I couldn't get him out of there!"

As the other girls either laughed at me or shook their heads in disgust, I absolutely burned with humiliation. 

The rest of the day was a blur until my final class. As I approached my desk, one of the guys that had taunted me the day before shouted out "Dude, your breath STINKS! What have you been eating?" The class erupted in laughter, and even the teacher was holding back a chuckle as he told the class to settle down. I noticed one of the preppier girls in front of me ask the girl next to her what was going on, and saw her face drop in horror as the girl whispered to her. 

Her jaw dropped as she audibly whispered to her friend "that is so...gross". 

Yes it was. And my heart sank as I realized that in less than an hour, I'd be doing it again. 

Chapter Three will be coming soon. I love feedback and am anxious to read your comments.