Chapter 1 - Teaching a Lesson (Oral, Anal, Femboy, Rape, Cuckold)

Varren didn’t live in the best neighbourhood, granted it wasn’t the worst neighbourhood either. He considered it right in-between a so-so district and a piece of crap slum. His apartment wasn’t anything to shake a stick at either, but he made sure to keep his options open in case he needed to make a quick run for it. That didn’t stop him from getting...close to his neighbors however. It was only proper to be a good neighbor after all, right?


Varren panted as he thrust his hips, sliding his thick manhood into the wet folds of the beautiful milf who lived three apartments down from him. The woman’s long platinum blonde hair clung to her back with her sweat, bent over her kitchen counter with her dress partially torn off. Strong hands gripped at her hips as he hollowed her out with his firm cock, slamming against her core with each thrust. He spotted her crucifix around her neck and smirked to himself as he gave her ass a firm spank, making her moan out in delight.


“The bible says do not covet thy neighbor’s wife, right? It doesn’t say anything about thy neighbor’s wife coming onto thee, huh?” The woman looked over her shoulder, her cheeks bright red as she let out another throaty moan, her blue eyes narrowing at him with a sultry expression. She didn’t answer, then again she didn’t need to given she was the one to invite him over….again, and again.


With a loud grunt he buried his cock into her wet folds and came hard into her warm core, her womb filling with his virility as she joined him in crying out with sheer ecstasy. “Y-You came….inside...again…” She said, half panting, half moaning, a tiny hint of guilt in her voice as beads of sweat ran down her toned back. Varren smiled in response, leaning down to nibble her earlobe before whispering sweetly.


“Leave it in for a few minutes babe. I’m pretty sure you’re already pregnant with my kid, but there’s no harm in making extra sure. You wanna have your firstborn to be big and strong like me, right?” The woman nodded in shame, her cheeks dark crimson as she looked away, unable to meet his gaze. Trembling in his grasp as he ran his fingers under her chin and made her look into his eyes. “Say it.” He ordered, a grin across his lips.


“I want you to be the one to….knock me up...I want my firstborn to be...to be yours…” She admitted, her voice trembling with guilt, and lust, such intense lust that made her morals slip through her fingers like grains of sand.


“Good girl.” He whispered before kissing her lips. “You’re mine, and I expect you to come over to my place tonight slut. I’m looking forward to a foursome with you and my new slaves.” Again she nodded obediently, trembling as she felt his seed leak down between her thighs. 


As Varren left his neighbor’s place behind and began to wander down the streets of the district he pulled out a deathstick from his pocket and lit it up. Taking a long hit he puffed out a cloud of blue smoke and sighed. From the corner of his eye he saw someone approaching him and instinctively put a hand on the grip of his pistol until he saw clearly who it was. “Ricardo.” 


The man smiled, folding his arms. “Varren, good to see you.”


Raising a brow Varren took another hit before asking. “So what brings you out here?”


The man looked indignant. “Come now, we’re friends aren’t we?” Varren gave him a side-eye look at that question. “Associates?” Varren raised a brow at that and twitched his nose. “Acquaintances?” 


Varren sighed before taking another hit and chuckling dryly. “None of that. The only relationship between you and I is that you’re the guy I occasionally buy drugs from.” He chuckled louder. “And I gotta say, I’m still good supply wise since I bought from you last. So unless you got some new product I don’t really see why you’d come looking for me.”


Ricardo sighed. “Well, I might have a job for you if you’re hurting for some credits.”


Varren tossed his half-smoked deathstick to the ground and smirked. “Actually, I’m doing pretty good credits wise. Yesterday I offed a guy and looted his apartment, sold off a lot of his stuff and made a good bit of credits from it. Also found out he owned a starship he kept secret even from his gang, so I’m gonna head over and inspect it today. See just what kinda of ship I managed to score, rights of salvage and all that you know. Heh, so unless this gig pays really well, I’m pretty good cash wise.”


Ricardo sighed deeply, rubbing his nose before nodding. “I can pay you 1500, that sound good?”


Varren considered it a moment. The money wasn’t half bad, but he was pretty flush after that last job. Then again, more credits was never a bad thing, right? “Alright, lemme hear the job and then I’ll decide.”


Ricardo smiled at that, folding his arms. “Job’s simple Varren, a rival of mine has sent one of his corner boys into my territory. I want you to teach this boy a lesson.”


Varren raised a brow. “What kinda lesson are we talking about here? The beat him until he’s pissing blood kind? Or the put a bullet in him and be done with it kind?”


Ricardo grinned. “You could go with those two, but I’d wait until you see this boy before making any decision. He’s got quite the...feminine figure and face, might be good to give him a different sort of lesson.” 


Varren grinned back as he felt a stirring in his loins. “Well if that doesn’t get me stiff as a board. Guess I’ll do it, where is this corner boy?”


Varren followed the directions Ricardo gave him and found the spot where the corner boy was peddling his drugs. “Fuck, he is cute.” Varren said before even getting close, seeing the guy’s effeminate figure. Slowly he approached the buy, not saying a word as the corner boy looked up at him.


“What’re you looking for?” The corner boy asked before Varren pulled out his gun and pressed it to the guy’s forehead. “W-Woah woah now….” The corner boy whimpered in fear, raising his hands to show he had no weapons. 


Varren chuckled darkly before smirking at the effeminate male, looking him all over. “Ricardo wasn’t kidding. If I didn’t know you were a guy I’d totally mistake you for a real woman.” His comments made the corner boy blush nervously and bit his bottom lip. “So now….here’s the situation you’re in. This area belongs to Ricardo, and you’re trespassing….so I’m gonna teach you a lesson.”


Varren twisted the corner boy around and pushed him up against the wall, the boy bracing his hands against the wall and gasping out. “Damn, what an ass you have…” Varren noted, reaching down to run his hands along the boy’s hips and ass, a moan escaping the corner boy, soft and tender.


“Well now….does danger turn you on?” Varren asked in a low whisper, leaning in closer and sliding his hands between the boy’s thighs.


“Y-Yes, sir…” The corner boy whispered, cheeks flushed as he trembled feeling Varren stroke his tiny erect cock through his tight latex pants.


“Me too.” Varren whispered before grinning before sliding his hand down the boy’s pants. “I wonder if the rest of you is as womanly as your face.” The corner boy moaned out as Varren ran his finger firmly over his asshole and shivered in excitement. “Well now, there’s a very womanly sound coming from you...good, good.” The corner boy was blushing profusely, excited and terrified in equal measure. 


“Now, like I said, I got to teach you a lesson. I don’t want this lesson to be a painful one-ha! Actually, actually that’s a complete lie. I don’t care at all if this lesson has to turn violent or not, I have fun either way. But if you don’t want it to get violent...you’ll say the words.”


The corner boy shivered and looked back in confusion, his tangled black hair brushing in front of his soft blue eyes. “W-What words, sir?”


Varren grinned. “I think you know what I wanna hear.” He said, pulling the boy’s latex pants back with a finger before letting go, letting them slap back against the corner boy’s buttocks. A sharp cry of pleasure escaped the corner boy as he whimpered out a nod.


Reaching back he slowly pulled his pants down along his pale skin and exposed his bright red hole and his twitching cock. “P-Please teach me a lesson, sir…” He whimpered out submissively. 


“Good boy.” Varren whispered before spitting into his hand as he took out his cock, slathering it with his saliva. “What’s your name, pretty boy?” 


“J-Jessie…sir.” He whispered, shivering in a mix of fear and excitement as he felt Varren’s thick cock press against his asshole.


“Well Jessie, enjoy your lesson.” He whispered with a dark grin as he thrusted his hips, sliding every inch into the effeminate boy’s tight rear end, stretching his anal walls tightly around his cock. Jessie cried out in pleasure as he braced himself against the wall, Varren pressing down on him with intense thrusts over and over, dominating the effeminate boy’s body with ease. “Fuck you’re tight….I love it. Take it you dirty boy.” He growled, nipping at Jessie’s neck and ear as he filled the corner boy over, and over, and over!


Jessie cried out in pain and pleasure, his tender voice submissive and womanly as his body was claimed by the dominant male. He began to push back against the man’s thrusts, finding a wanton pleasure in the domination of his body by another man. His womanly looks combined with the man’s utter dominance made it feel all the more...natural, as if he was meant for this. Varren’s dirty talk only helped solidify those thoughts as he grunted and moaned behind him. 


“You love this huh? You’re clinging to me like a needy whore. Beg for it slut, beg like the dirty boy you are deep down.” Varren’s hot breath at his neck and his thick cock made Jessie shiver in lustful need.


“Y-Yes...I’m a dirty boy….a naughty slut who loves y-your big cock…” He whispered, cheeks red as roses as clear pre leaked from his cock in a steady flow. When Varren finally came he hilted deep into that tight hole and cried out, shooting his thick load deep into the boy’s tight pucker.


With heavy pants of pleasure Varren slowly pulled out, grinning. “Now, if you ever come around here again I’ll have to teach you another lesson, got it?” Jessie panted, moaning softly as he nodded, understanding very, very clearly. “For now, you gotta get outta here.” Varren warned, pulling his pants back up and motioning with his pistol. “Unless you’re itching for this lesson to become violent.” Jessie shivered in fear and arousal, nodding silently as he pulled his pants back up and ran off.


Varren laughed to himself. “Easy credits….now…” He reached into his pocket and pulled out the keycard to the hangar the gangster’s ship was docked in. “Time to see what kinda ship I got. To the victor...goes the spoils.” 


