Our live-in bull had been part of our lives for several months. Initially, everything felt balanced; he contributed to the household chores and bills, and we all enjoyed the dynamic that had blossomed between us. But something shifted last week that changed the entire landscape of our arrangement.
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I was away when I received a provocative video from him. He was ravaging my girlfriend in doggy style, his thick, throbbing cock buried deep inside her red, tender ass. Her makeup was smeared; she was breathlessly repeating, “We will pay for everything…”—words that struck a discordant note against our original agreement, which included his help with expenses.
That evening, after cleaning every trace of his cum from her ass, I confronted her about the message. Though conflicted, I promised to speak with him and set things straight.
The next morning, working from home, I brewed coffee and waited for him to wake and my girlfriend to leave for work. Once he stirred, I brought up the bills. He told me he considered his presence and services payment enough—he refused to pay anything. That didn’t sit well with me, but instead of escalating, I immersed myself in work as he headed to the gym.
When he returned, he crept up behind me, pressing his rock-hard cock against my back, pulsing with intensity. Surprised by his boldness—after all, I’d never even touched him there—I froze as he whispered, “Do you think you’re in charge here?” Before I could answer, he ordered me to go to the bedroom, change, and he’d shower.
I hesitated in the kitchen, unsure what to do. When the shower stopped, I approached the bedroom and found a set of my girlfriend’s delicate purple and pink lace lingerie laid out on the bed. Nervous and uncertain, I slipped into the humiliating underwear, its tight embrace making me feel like a humiliated sissy.
He emerged, naked and towering over me. His cock was massive compared to my own shrunken member trapped inside the panties. With a smirk, he taunted, “Good luck. I knew you weren’t in charge.” Then he instructed me to get on my knees.
Kneeling, I parted my lips as he pressed his cock across my face, pushing his heavy balls into my mouth. Feeling his cock swell against my face and my own aching shaft growing harder beneath flimsy lace, he slipped his dick into my mouth. Though inexperienced at sucking, I tried my best. “Want my cum straight from the source today?” he asked. I nodded eagerly as he worked me ruthlessly.
Suddenly, he made me stand, spun me around, and began rubbing my waist with one hand while smacking my ass with the other. He called me a “little bitch,” pulling me close to press his rock-hard cock against my backside. One hand gripped my neck firmly, the other enveloped my tiny cock. “Do you want to please me to keep our arrangement going?” he demanded. Sheepishly, I nodded.
He slid my panties down and pushed inside my ass. Though I’d dabbled with toys before, nothing compared to the girth and force of him. At first, his movements were slow and tender, but soon he accelerated, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through me. As his thick head brushed past my prostate, I squealed like a pig under his control. Gripping my cock tightly, he declared, “I don’t want to pay for anything here anymore.” When I tried to resist, he tightened his hold on my neck and pounded me harder.
Then he commanded me to say, “I want your cum, and I will take care of everything.” Near blissful submission washed over me, and I repeated the words, “I will pay for everything, I will pay for everything…”
He chuckled, called me a sissy cuck, and made me say it again: “Please give me your cum, I will pay for everything.” Overwhelmed and trembling, I came loudly.
After the climax, still in a haze, he insisted I utter the words once more, begging for his release. Then he came inside me, thoroughly filling me. Laughing triumphantly, he teased, “I knew you were a bitch.” Frozen on the bed, euphoric and stunned, I eventually rose, showered, and pondered what to tell my girlfriend when she returned.
Stepping out, I noticed a new message in our group chat—he had recorded the entire encounter. The clip showed him fucking me as I whispered, “I will pay for everything…” My girlfriend responded with a laughing emoji and, “I knew he would cave.”
So now, our bull lives here rent-free, taking what he wants from my girlfriend whenever he pleases, while I serve and clean up. If she’s gone in the mornings, I suck him off or gladly take his cock. He pays nothing for food, bills, or his gym membership. He won. And I remain, utterly submissive and captive to his dominance.