"R-Rurik, I d-don't like it..." Cupcake mumbled as he left the changing room.

Rurik moved his dirty blonde and dark green bangs out of the way with his fingers, brushing them up.

"Wow~" he smirked, taking Cupcake in.

His dress had a short, tight skirt with a slit in the side, showing his leg. It was strapless and showed everything over Cupcake's pecks. He looked much more feminine in the dress, and he's always had a curvy body and Cupcake had large thighs and a oddly small waist.

"You look amazing~" Rurik drooled, walking towards Cupcake. 

"I-it's so u-u-uncomfortable! I-I-I'm g-going to take it o-off!" Cupcake hurried into the dressing room, changing back quickly.

"You have to wear it for me tonight, my Cupcake~" Rurik knocked on the dressing room's door.

"Excuse me?!" Cupcake opened the door, wearing his normal clothes.

"I loved it~ So I'm buying it for you~" Rurik stole the dress from Cupcake's hands.

"I'm not wearing that!" Cupcake barked.

"Yes you are~" Rurik cooed.

"Rurik, stop!" Cupcake lowered his voice as Rurik walked towards the register.

Rurik didn't listen and payed for the dress. Cupcake followed him, annoyed.

"Why didn't you listen?! I don't want to wear that dress! Return it immediately!" Cupcake shook Rurik's arm, growling. 

"Nope! You will wear this tonight~ We can have some fun~" Rurik smirked, drooling at the thought of Cupcake touching himself in this tiny dress.

"No! I don't want to!" Cupcake snapped.

"I can always find a new slut who will do what I tell them to." Rurik glared down at Cupcake.

"No, I-"

"If you don't put this dress on tonight and pleasure me, tomorrow I'll sleep with some slut. And when I get back, I'll tie you down and punish you." Rurik growled. Cupcake looked down, nodding. He held in his tears. Rurik began to smirk. "Good boy~ Don't make me punish you, it'll hurt too much~"

"Yes sir..." Cupcake mumbled. 'It'll hurt me. Only me. Your punishments only give you pleasure from my pain, you kinky sadist.' He thought. He could never say this out loud, let alone to Rurik's face. It was too risky if he even heard, after all, Rurik would get them to their dorm as soon as possible and wreck him on the spot. And then, after the terrible 'punishment', Rurik would cuss at him. And that night, he'd fuck him again. Like he's done so many times before.

"Good boy~ Now, what will you do for me tonight?~" Rurik smirked, grabbing both of Cupcake's shoulders, talking quietly into his ear.

"I will put on the dress you got me..." Cupcake sighed.

"And what else?~" Rurik was torturing Cupcake, and he knew it. He loved it.

"And I'll pleasure you anyway you choose tonight..." Cupcake wanted to run. He wanted to cry. He wanted to leave Rurik. But he loved Rurik.

He loved this monster.

And no matter how terrible Rurik cheated, lied, or raped him, Cupcake could never get himself to leave.

"You know what? Because we made it to high school, how about I treat you to pleasure however you want me to fuck you?~" Rurik cooed. Cupcake shivered in pleasure as Rurik moved near his neck, breathing onto his sensitive area,

"Does that include not wearing the dress or getting to not have to do this in general?" Cupcake crossed his fingers, though he knew the answer.

"You have to answer in a genuine way. Otherwise, I can just wreck your ass until you can't walk~" Rurik smirked sadistically. He took Cupcake's arm, making him walk with him to the dorm building.

"May I ride..? But you can't hold my waist and make me go faster, you have to let me ride you the way I want to." Cupcake swallowed, expecting Rurik to slap him for defying him. 

"Fine~ But if you go too slow, I will yell at you." Rurik's flirty tone dropped.

"Yes Sir... I will be sure to please you as well as myself..." Cupcake nodded, looking down. He was grateful Rurik didn't slap him and say "I will touch you how I want to!" or something along those lines.

"You are so cute, why must you look down and hide that?" Rurik lead Cupcake into their dorm.

"T-thank you, Sir..." Cupcake smiled, blushing a bright red.

"Take off your hood. It looks so cute when your hair shows." Rurik closed the door and pulled Cupcake's hood off.

"T-thank you, Sir. The complements are not needed..." Cupcake looked down, blushing brightly.

"But you look so pretty! I love your hair!" Rurik replied, petting Cupcake.

"I hate your hair! You should cut it already!" Rurik had yelled at him. Cupcake stuck his tongue out at him, growling. Rurik grabbed Cupcake by the hair, growling. Cupcake screamed in pain for Rurik to let go. When he finally did, he threw Cupcake onto the floor, storming out to go cheat on him.

"Are you okay, Cupcake?" Rurik asked, caressing Cupcake's cheek. He had gotten a lot nicer over the years. 

Cupcake was happy Rurik liked his hair. He was happy he didn't cut it. His hair was long, and both he and Rurik liked it. That's what matters.

"I'm fine." Cupcake leaned into his touch.

When Papercut entered the dorm, Rurik knew he couldn't keep being nice. He would be mocked for being weak. 

"Whatever slut! Just go make me some damn lunch!" Sympathy showed in Rurik's eyes, but Cupcake still had tears stinging his eyes. His hair was getting pulled and he felt such pain. From his hair and from the name.

"Y-y-yes Sir!" Cupcake hiccuped. He ran to the kitchen, hurrying to cook once Rurik released his hair. PC smirked and walked to his own room.

"Baby, are you okay?" Rurik walked to the tiny kitchen-like area.

"I-I'm fine..." Cupcake flinched when Rurik held his hips, doing an odd, loving hug.

"No you're not. Let me make it up to you, please?" Rurik nuzzled the back of Cupcake's neck, cooing to him. "I'm sorry, really."

"L-leave me a-alone..." Cupcake shivered.

"Stop cooking and look at me." Rurik growled, getting annoyed.

"Y-you t-told me-"

"You look at me, now!" Rurik snapped, making Cupcake even more scared.

"Y-yes Sir..." Cupcake turned around, shivering and shaking in fear.

"Look up. Now." Rurik suddenly grabbed Cupcake's chin roughly, forcing him to look up. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

"I-I-I'm sorry, S-Sir!" Cupcake quivered.

"Whatever. Just finish making me my damn food." Rurik pushed Cupcake roughly. He hissed as his forearms hit the counter. His forearms hurt with new forming bruises on his cuts.

"Jackass..." Cupcake whispered.

"What was that?" Rurik barked, grabbing Cupcake's hair, pulling him back roughly.

"Nothing! Rurik, stop!" Cupcake grabbed Rurik's wrist with both of his hands, beginning to cry in pain.

"What did you call me, Slut?!" Rurik pulled Cupcake's hair back even more, growling.

"S-Sir!" Cupcake gasped, trying to breath through his tears. "I-I'm sorry!"

"Damn right." Rurik threw Cupcake against the counter again. Cupcake choked on a sob, hitting his head this time. He quivered on the floor. "And get up. I'm getting fucking hungry."

Cupcake got some bandages, tying his hair up and wrapping the area where he was bleeding. Rurik watched from the couch. He hated when Cupcake put his hair up, it looked ugly.

Once the bandages were on, Cupcake took down his hair, knowing Rurik hated his hair up.

His bangs came down, covering half of the bandages and his eye.

Minutes later, Cupcake quivered as he walked over to Rurik, holding the plate of food in his shaking hands. "He-here is y-your f-f-food, S-Sir..."

"Sit here." Rurik pat his crouch, looking up at Cupcake.

"Yes S-Sir..." Cupcake sat on Rurik's lap, his entire body shivering.

"Good boy." Rurik smirked, grabbing a spoon, shoveling some food into his mouth. After a while, Rurik held the spoon in front of Cupcake's mouth.

"W-w-what are you d-doing?" Cupcake wondered.

"Eat." Rurik ordered. Cupcake nodded, opening his mouth. Rurik put the spoon in Cupcake's mouth, letting Cupcake eat it. He looked so cute. "Eat more!" Rurik scooped more food into the spoon, shoving it up to the darker haired male's lips.

"S-S-Sir, I cooked t-this f-for you..." Cupcake muttered.

"Eat. More." Rurik growled. Cupcake opened his mouth, eating the spoonful of food. After a while of eating some food and feeding Cupcake, the plate tipped.

"I-I-I'm so sorry, S-Sir!" Cupcake looked at his messy shirt. Rurik leaned down, licking the food off of his shirt. "H-hey! W-what are you?- ah!~"

Rurik threw off Cupcake's shirt, not even caring about the food on it. He licked his chest, suddenly biting him in the side.

"R-Rurik, stop! W-we'll d-do this l-l-later!" Cupcake exclaimed. He fell off the couch, but Rurik followed. He next thing he knew, his 'lover' was on top of him and he couldn't stop it.

Rurik's legs had trapped Cupcake's legs, coming from the right but having his shin on the left side of Cupcake's. His right arm felt Culcake's chest, making him moan softly. His leg arm reached all the way under Cupcake's bare chest, his hand in Cupcake's mouth, fondling his tongue. He growled when he felt a cold metal ball on Cupcake's tongue. It was a piercing.

"Did I allow you to get this?!" Rurik snapped. Cupcake whimpered, shaking his head. "Would I ever allow this?!" Rurik growled. Cupcake shook his head again. "Do you know how much I hate tongue piercings?" Rurik more or less angrily whispered this one onto Cupcake's neck. 

Cupcake quivered and whimpered but nodded. Rurik hated tongue piercings, said they'd ruin kissing. That's why Cupcake never let Rurik in when he tried a make out session. He'd be furious.

"Do you know your punishment?~" Rurik cooed. Cupcake nodded and prepared himself. 

Rurik ripped Cupcake's skinny jeans, only leaving the tightness on Culcake's legs. Rurik pulled down the front of his pants, only enough for his member to spring out. He began thumping into Cupcake, his hand stopping the sobs and moans from Papercut's room.

The thrusts sped up, soon pounding Cupcake. Cupcake was screaming in pain was his ass bled, but Rurik only used the blood as lube, going even faster.

"You fucking your slut?" Unfresh opened the door, smirking at the nearly nude Cupcake. "I think a big dick in his mouth would keep him quiet~"

"Go fuck my whore brother, this slut's mine." Rurik pulled Cupcake's hair, showing off his pained face. Unfresh laughed sadistically at Cupcake's tears and kicked him in the face. Cupcake yelped, looking down. He went into PC's room, jumping on him.

PC moaned as Unfresh bit his neck, making it bleed. Unlike Cupcake, Papercut loved pain. He would moan instead of cry. And while the sting in his neck made tears well in his eyes, he purred as Unfresh ripped the front of his clothing away with his teeth.

"Such a whore~ A slut for pain~" Unfresh flipped them around.

"You love me, right Master?~" PC purred, slowly positioning for Unfresh's cock.

"Yeah yeah, sure. Just ride me." Unfresh rolled his eyes.

"Okay~" PC slammed down, screaming in pain and pleasure and pain. All the pain just felt so good.

Moans from both of the bottoms in the dorm bounced off the walls. It was an obvious 'stay the fuck out' for any visitors.

After a while of rough bouncing, Unfresh sighed. PC was basically a girl. He was feminine, wore dresses and pink. He was curvy, thick thighs, small waist. He even had a pussy, which was nearly always tight, so Unfresh found it hard to go fast. The only thing missing were tits.

"When are you getting surgery for that again?" Unfresh asked, touching PC's flat chest.

"I told you, I don't want to get breasts! You abuse my pussy enough!" PC rolled his eyes, still bouncing.

"But you'd look so sexy~" Unfresh imagined Papercut as a full blown girl. It made his nose bleed.

"Master, I don't want the surgery! I thought you liked how I look now..." PC pouted.

"I do. But at least think about it." Unfresh begged.

"No! I have thought about it and I've made up my mind!" Papercut looked away, pouting more.

"Fine!" Unfresh pouted as well, sticking his tongue out to add to it.

"What if I wore something for you tonight? Something sexy?~ I'll let you choose it~" PC purred, compromising.

"Even dresses?~" Unfresh smirked at the idea.

"You can find the tightest, shortest, sexiest dress you want!" Papercut exclaimed. He felt a knot in his stomach, bouncing harder.

"And you'll wear it?" Unfresh's member throbbed, but he looked so eager.

"Yes! I'll wear it until you rip it off me, Master~" PC moaned, feeling his climax near.

Unfresh was a step ahead of him and thruster forward, making them both come. The dominant laid back, letting the small teen collapse onto his body.

"You're so weak for pleasure~" Unfresh held him, rubbing his ass.

"You make me strong when you give it to me~" PC purred, falling asleep.

"Hey guys, what do you what for lunch?" Rurik came in.

"Can't you see I'm kinda busy here?" Unfresh pulled the blanket over Papercut's sleeping body. Brother or not, Rurik wasn't allowed to see PC.

"Yeah yeah. Just tell me what you wanna order." Rurik rolled his eyes.

"Whatever. I don't really care." Unfresh held his Papercut close to him, glaring at Rurik. Rurik rolled his eyes and left, closing the door.

Unfresh pulled out, setting PC next to him. He began cuddling him, drifting off as well.

"Bitches, get dressed! We're going to Moonbucks!" Rurik yelled, waking both of them up. Unfresh groaned, pushing Papercut away so he didn't know he was spooning him. They both fucking hated Rurik.

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