[F4M] Delinquent Girl 3: A Dutiful Princess

[F4M] [Script Offer] Delinquent Girl 3: A Dutiful Princess [Bully] [Gentle Femdom] [Belittling] [Mommy Domme] [BBW] [Caring But Forceful] [Lots of Shushing] [Let It All Out]

[TIMID KNOCK]

[DOOR OPENS] Hello? Are you in here, sweetie?

[DOOR CLOSES]

[CONFUSED] That’s odd. I could have sworn I saw him come into this club room. Hmmmm….I even see his things over there by his easel. It looks like he was working on an oil painting. Oh, my, what a large canvas.

[REALIZATION] Oh! Two of my friends are in this painting! This is Queen, and Duchess! The little freshman boy has really captured their personalities. But there’s so much more room. I wonder what else he’ll fill the space with?

[SIGHS] It’s far too bad he’s not here to discuss this amazing work with me.

[PLAYFULLY] Where could that boy be? I know there aren’t any other exits to this room, so he simply must be hiding. And who could blame him, after my friends have played so rough? Where are you, little freshman? Where aaaarreee yooouuu?

No, not here. Not here, either. He is such an excellent hider.

Hmmmm, I don’t suppose he could possibly be in this supply closet, could he?

[DOOR OPENS]

[WARMLY] There he is.

[GIGGLING WITH SOME SOUNDS OF STRUGGLE] Now, now, sweetie, you know you can’t run away. Look at how small and weak you are! Why, I can literally lift you off the ground! There, there. Shhhhh, don’t cry out. I’m going to sit right here on this little love seat and you’re just going to be still and quiet in my lap while I talk.

Ah, there we go. So comfortable. Is this where the models pose for your little drawings, darling? I saw what you were working on. You’re so talented! I’m betting my friends never praised you once, did they? No, that’s not their way. They can only focus on a toy’s negative attributes.

Sh, sh, sh...are we feeling a little calmer now? See...I’m not going to hurt you, dear.

Who am I? Well, I suppose in the scheme of my group’s special hierarchy, you’d consider me the Princess. Yes, I like that. A warm, kind princess who knows exactly what’s best for all her subjects. I have to apologize for my friends, Queen and Duchess. They’re both so...energetic, in their own way. And such fighting between those two! It’s unseemly. They can never quite grasp that when they fight over their toys, the toys just get *broken.*

[KISS] I think you know what I mean by that.

Hm? You’re not a toy? Oh, sweetie, of course you’d think that. It’s so hard to come to grips with the concept, isn’t it? You want a girl who’s going to love you and cherish you and treat you like a partner. But see, that’s something only real men get, honey. You’re not a real man. You must have realized it by now. You’re small, and sensitive. You’re weak willed and so, so sad. These are poor traits for a partner.

Oh, but they’re such wonderful traits for a toy! And who’s to say we can’t love and care for our toys? We can dress them, and play with them, and then when we’re all done we can just put them away oh so carefully and not think about them once until it’s time to play again. Doesn’t that sound lovely, darling?

I love to care for my toys. In fact, that’s why Queen gave me special permission to visit you next. You see, she was quite cross when she heard what Duchess had done. Honestly, they didn’t speak for nearly a week! She wanted to simply throw you away, especially since we noticed you stopped coming to your special club room for fear of even running into one of us. But she has since come around to the idea of learning how to share. And if we are all going to share, then we need to make sure our toy is properly maintained, don’t we?

[WHISPERS] And I am so very good at maintaining my toys.

[COMPOSES SELF] Dear, I noticed there is quite a bit of room on your canvas still. What’s been keeping you from completing that darling little doodle?

[UNDERSTANDING] Oh, I see. Not enough motivation. That makes perfect sense. You’re like a little lump of clay I have to mold. Totally worthless right now, buuuuut! With the right loving care you’ll be so special!

Hm? Your painting is for an art showcase? Oh, my. And you’ve chosen Queen and Duchess as your subjects? Such a bold choice, sweetie. You’ve captured Queen’s regal air, most definitely, and Duchess looks...dark. So that makes sense.

[PLAYFULLY] Do you think you have enough room on the canvas for Princess? Huh? I’m a little bigger than my friends, aren’t I? Let me see your hand, sweetie, I’ll show you.

As you can tell, I’m bigger down here….and here….you see I have a warm, soft little belly right here….[GIGGLES] and I’m very, *very* big up here, aren’t I?

Oh, goodness, am I embarrassing you, little freshman? Are you ashamed because I’m making your little penis hard? Do you like big girls, sweetie? Many boys do, but they’re too afraid to say it out loud to anyone but themselves, in the privacy of their little rooms, just gently tugging on those sweet little penises while thinking so, so hard about women like me.

Hmmm? Does that sound right? I bet it does.

You’re so tense, baby. You know what you need? Can you guess?

[WHISPERS] You need a nice, big mommy to take good care of you.

[SLIGHT STRUGGLES] Oh, no, no, no, sweet boy. Stop your struggles. Stop moving. Shhh, shhh...I know you’re scared. It’s so frightening, being so small and weak. Seeing how easily I can hold you still. I barely have to exert myself at all. But you have to trust that your mommy knows what’s best for you.

I’m going to help you relax, baby. I know exactly how to release all that stress and tension. I wore my special white dress for that express purpose, you see. Look how I can just pull down here on the front and...mmm, release my big, soft breasts for you.

You see how I’m different from those other girls, little freshman? I’m nowhere near as stingy as they are with my toys. I *love* to share. In fact, let me just prop you up right here in my lap. There we go. Lay down, head in your mommy’s lap. Just slightly lifted. Go ahead, darling. Take that nipple into your mouth.

[PAUSE]

[STERN] Oh, dear, we are having trouble listening, aren’t we? Mommy does *not* like it when her good little boys don’t listen. I can see I have to [FORCEFULLY] *open* your mouth for you, and…*make* you take this gift.

[SIGHS HAPPILY] That’s much better. Shhhh, shhhh...suck, baby boy. Suck. Mmmm, your mouth feels so warm and slick on my nipple. I love having my nipples sucked, sweetie. They’re so sensitive. [GIGGLES LIGHTLY] You’re so small, just one of my breasts looks bigger than your head.

[ZIPPER BEING UNZIPPED]

Don’t be frightened, darling. Just feel how warm my hand is wrapped around your hard little penis. [GIGGLES] It’s so cute! Look at how easily I can wrap my hand around it. Mmmm, and how easily that hand just glides up, and down...up and down...nice and slow.

[COOING] Does it feel good, sweetie? Do you like my soft hand? I bet you do.

[AUTHORITATIVE] You’re going to be a good boy for all of us from now on. No more trying to run away. No more hiding. No more weak little struggles. Do you understand?

[SMILES] Good boy. Now shhh, shhh...keep sucking mommy’s nipples now.

I love when you’re a good boy, little freshman. And if you *keep* being a good boy, and doing what you’re told, you may get more visits from your mommy. Would you like that, baby? Would you like your big, soft mommy to take care of you again? Mmmm, such a good boy.

[STROKING HIM FASTER] You’re twitching and throbbing so much! Are you going to make a big creamy mess all over my soft hand?

[STERN] No, no, baby. Don’t close your eyes. Look at me. Look at your mommy. That’s a good boy. Be on your best behavior, now.

[SYMPATHETIC] I know, I know, you’re so close. You’re thinking of all those future visits from mommy, aren’t you? Naughty little pervert boy. You have to earn them.

[STROKING HIM VERY QUICKLY] Mmmmm, you’re there, aren’t you, baby? Do it. Do it for mommy. Make a big mess just for me. You can do it! Cum for me! Cum! Cum!

[HAPPILY] Yes, baby! Oh, look at you! Look at this mess! How can such a cute little penis cum this much? Mmmm, you’re covering my hand, do you see? Do you see my messy hand?

Such a sweet boy. Up, now. Up, up. I have to clean this mess.

[SINK RUNNING] Are you studying? Do you make good grades? Good, keep that up. You’re going to be very successful as long as I’m around. I won’t tolerate poor performance, you know.

[SINK TURNS OFF] That painting...what are you going to do with it?

[ANGRY] Throw it away?! You will do no such thing. You are going to finish it, and then you are going to submit it to an art competition of some kind.

And you are going to win. Do you understand? Now, then.  I know we’ve had our fun, but you need to toughen up a bit. The others don’t play as nicely as I do. In fact, I don’t know quite what to expect from your next visitor. She’s the least talkative one in our group but she’s….well, large. You might say she’s our “muscle,” after a fashion. So I need you to be focused, sweetie.

Remember that you’re a toy. As long as you behave, we’ll keep playing with you as long as we won’t. But if you can’t behave...well, bad toys don’t last very long, little freshman.

Hm? Are you crying again? Oh, dear, they told me this might happen. Shhh, there, there. I didn’t mean to scare you. Dry those eyes. I’m sure your next visitor will be...lovely. Not as lovely as I am, obviously.

[GIGGLES] Yes, I’m sure I’m much funnier than the other girls.

Now, what are we going to do after I’m gone?

Yes! We’re going to get right to work. And, how are we going to behave when you receive visits from one of our group?

[STERNLY] You have to say it, and look at me in the eyes. Say, “I’m going to be a good boy.”

[PAUSE]

Yes, you will. That’s very good. Now give mommy a kiss.

[KISS]

So sweet. So cute. Now hold still while mommy gives *you* a kiss.

[LONGER, DEEPER KISS, FORCEFUL WHILE MOANING]

Mmmm, you taste sweet, too, little freshman. [POUTY VOICE] I so badly want to play with you some more, but I’m afraid this is all I signed on for. Oh, well. A Princess is always happy to wait her turn.

[DOOR OPENS] Goodbye, little freshman. Behave yourself.

[DOOR CLOSES]