Date: Mon, 16 Apr 2012 13:33:27 +0930
From: Mathew Elizabeth <mathew_monkey@hotmail.com>
Subject: Billionaire Boy Master (gay-male, authoritorian, young-friends, highschool, trangender themes, control)

Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it
is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live,
then please stop now. This author will not be held
responsible if this work gets into the wrong hands. This
story contains consensual and intimidating descriptions
of sexual activity between boys and older people. Please
write: mathew_monkey@hotmail.com. I would like to hear if
you like my story.

Warning: If dark erotica isn't for you then you best
leave. Most of my stories consist of characters questing
for power at the expense of another person. Tormentors
such as bullies are glorified and victims are either
destroyed or demeaned to the point of depravity. The
victim will never receive justice or mercy. (b-dom, bw,
humil, bdsm, bb, bm)

Billionaire Boy Master
Chapter 1: King becomes a God
By Mathew Elizabeth

Hey there, the names Jared Martinez. I'm fourteen-years-
old, and of Spanish decent and am considered extremely
hot for my age. I have deep tanned hairless skin and a
defined six-pack along with a massively thick 9-inch
dick.  I used to go to a public school but now I don't
have to anymore. While I was there though I was king, and
was also the most feared bully in middle school.  I had
beaten up so many faggots there should be a bomb fire of
corpses to set fire to in the holidays. I had popped so
much cherry while I was there too. Seriously girls wanted
to put out for me all the time.

When I turned twelve, I had already fucked a number of
girl's; at that stage I was too horny not too. But too
tell you the truth I fucked a sissy boy in my grade that
year too. His name was Jamie Gingervine. Now don't get me
wrong, I'm no faggot. He was, but not me. I love girls
and that's all there is too it.

But when a pretty little faggot like that walks into the
boys change rooms stripping and shaking his little bubble
butt to some ladies music, he's just asking to get fucked
in the pooper. This kid wasn't just some normal looking
guy either; he was blonde and pretty and was constantly
bullied in school, especially by me. My boyz and I would
usually stare and watch him. We would laugh at how his
butt wiggled with his little steps he made when he
walked. His butt was beefy and juicy like the girls a
couple years older than us. He was a born slut, a future
shemale for sure. My friends and I never admitted it at
the time, but we always thought Jamie Gingervine had the
best butt in the grade.

I was alone with faggot Jamie in the change room. That's
when I made my move. I grabbed him by the neck and pulled
him into one of the toilet cubicles to his protest.

"What are you doing Jared?"

"Shut up fag! Fuckin face the toilet bowl and show me
that pretty ass!"

Jamie was blushing and looked back at me submissively
with his pretty watery eyes. What a little bitch.

"Come on!" I said wide-eyed with delirious angry lust
"You were shaking and dancing it before weren't yu!
Fucking give me a show!"

I pushed him hard on his back and he fell forward into
the toilet bowl. He made a soft whiny bellow as if he was
winded and fell on his knees. I pounced on him and
grabbed at his waist, tugging at his school shorts and
pulling his upper legs and ass up to make him present it
properly too me. I then pulled his pants down. I flopped
my (at that stage) 7-inch cock out and pulled his pink
underpants down, I remember his white pale cheeks
slightly bounced as the fabric slid downwards.

Jamie started to make submissive whimpering and softly
started to bounce and wiggle his bottom for me. That got
me very horny; I was very pleased that he was
surrendering his butt to me. I quickly jerked my cock to
hardness. I lunged forward hard and penetrated him.

Faggot Jamie bellowed and cried in both pain and ecstasy.
I held him down tightly as he squealed. I slammed in and
out of him harder and harder, wedging my cock further and
further in his tight little pooper. I was never this
rough with girls; but I just didn't care how much it hurt
him.

I jack hammered his pretty little butt for five minutes
before I violently shoved his face in the toilet bowl. I
then shuddered and jazzed inside of him. I remember
leaving the change room looking back at him with a smirk.
Jamie's face was still in the toilet bowl, his little
butt leaking cum for all to see.

For the following weeks to no surprise Jamie and I never
spoke of the incident. If he ever did I would have beat
him up and mangle his pretty little face, which would be
a shame.  So we continued our school life as normal.

Everyone knows I am the best farter you will ever meet.
Other than scoring bitches it's my best talent. I am the
fart king. I lose count on how many times I let one rip a
day, no joke. I would fart with my friends when we drunk
beer and smoked weed. I would fart a lot in class and
almost everyone would laugh and applaud me. That's
everyone, except that faggot nerd Jamie. I didn't care, I
was going to make him appreciate it one way or the other
later on.

My friends and I followed faggot Jamie down the corridor
after class. As soon as he passed the boys toilets we
sprinted towards him and pulled him in there to his
silent protest. One of my friends had his hand firmly
covering Jamie's mouth and nose. We pushed him in the
open area where two other boys were already pissing on
the open compartment on the wall. My friends shoved him
into the brick wall opposite them. I remember the look of
horror on his face while I was unbuckling my pants. I
turned around with a cheeky grin and showed him my bare
ass.

"Here faggot, I got a present for you," I laughed
wiggling it at him.

Jamie struggled within my friends grasp, but to no avail.
I pressed my muscly bare butt towards his face. As soon
as I felt his lips between my crack I let loose a massive
fart. All my friends laughed and Jamie squealed. The two
boys that were pissing laughed as well and joined us in
the circle in laughing at him.

"You like that you dirty faggot?" I laughed and taunted
"You like getting farted on?"

My friends laughed even harder. I looked back at Jamie
and continued to fart. I knew I was stronger and tougher
than him and he was just a faggot. A girly boy that gets
beat up, fucked in the pooper and farted on. Even before
the near future events unfolded before me, I was already
king of the kids.

That year, my family won the world's largest lottery. The
prize was five-hundred-million dollars, and it was a
worldwide event. Our family cashed in from the publicity
too, reporters would pay thousands and thousands to
interview us. By the time everything settled down, my
family was worth over a billion dollars. We owned huge
acres of land and my mother and father gave me a second
mansion that was built and situated at the opposite end
of the owned land, ten miles away from them. It was not
as big as my parent's mansion but it was three stories
high and had almost forty rooms.

I left school that year and never had to work a day in my
life again. I could use all my money and power to buy
whatever I wanted. This year I have thrown all my
insecurities aside. I had too much money and power to
worry about reputation at high school and meaningless
things like that. I can now live out the fantasies all
straight tough jock boys like me wanted to live out in
their wildest dreams but never admit.

My mind this year has been buzzing. I'm fourteen I have
been offered and recommended prostitute after prostitute
and bought them in all kinds shapes and colours. Morale
doesn't seem to matter for clientele when your pretty
much a billionaire. I have even bought twenty or so
Brazilian and Columbian faggot sissy whores that are
slaves and active furniture in my mansion. Some are just
pretty looking cross-dressers but most are pre-op shemale
super-models with the biggest and best boobs and bubble
butts you will ever lay eyes on. In other words I am a
god over these faggots.

Don't get me wrong I hire women in there thirties to
satisfy my needs for vagina. I usually hire very
attractive woman who have had a son or two, I'm a big fan
of milf's. Some of the women I fucked were old enough to
be my mother who was thirty-five. But the truth is there
are too many complications with women when your trying
the treat them like objects. They have monthly cycles,
may or may not get pregnant so may require maternity
leave, and are very protective over their rights which
could mean a potential lawsuit even against a sweet baby
faced 14-year-old billionaire like me. So word around the
blog say that Shemales were the way to go if I wanted
personal house sex slaves.

Boy was I not disappointed. These bitches had the best
Butts I had ever seen. Especially the Brazilian ones
because they had the fattest. I've fucked three of them
and I'm not fucking done by any means. Yes they had cocks
but that was fine I just ignored that. The fact that they
have dicks means that they can't get pregnant, no monthly
cycles and technically they are males so no one gives a
shit about their rights particularly when they would be
charged for carnal knowledge for letting a minor bum-fuck
them.

I invite all my friends over now and then and they saw
the light on how bitches like Jamie should be treated.
They relished on the service my Tranny sluts gave them. I
was god now and not enough freedom of speech in the world
was going to convince me otherwise. I simply have too
much money. '

To be continued..

If you want to know more about Jared's billionaire
exploits email me on mathew_monkey@hotmail.com and I
might make a larger series out of it.