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Emo Becomes Chav Slave - Chapter Nine
Ryan was done with me after I'd sucked his cock and left. I wanked myself furiously a couple of times. It had been a crazy, intense day. I'd sucked off four different guys. It was hard to believe. I was really turned on as I jerked off though, I couldn't remember a more intense orgasm.
When I'd finished I noticed some cum spalshes down the front of my trackies. They weren't mine of course, they were Ryan's brother's.
I didn't do much else that day and when I got up the next morning I decided not to go to college. I just didn't feel like it. I took a shower and went instinctvely to the wardrobe to get some clothes when I remembered the scally gear Ryan had given me. It was lying there on the floor and the first sight of it made my cock twitch.
I could see the small cum stain on the front of the grey addidas trackies but I pulled them on anyway, then the sweaty Barcelona top, hoodie, socks and white trainers. I felt sort of dirty in these worn clothes and sort of uncomfortable but comfortable. They were so soft but I felt a bit weird in them. I felt kind of trashy. It only took me a couple of minutes to decide what I'd do that day, I'd go buy some more scally clothes. I couldn't stay in these borrowed ones forever and I sort of liked wearing them.
This time I was a bit more confident walking through my estate and out to the bus stop though standing there for ten minutes waiting for the bus made me nervous. I'm not even sure why as no one in the area really knew me, so, it didn't matter if they saw me dressed like this.
The bus arrived and I got on, I said where I wanted to go and handed over some coins. The amount seemed strange so I took a look at the ticket, he'd given me a schoolboy fare. He took one look at me and thought I was some typrical chav teen. I was embarrased about the age thing but sort of proud of pulling off the look
too.
I sat down and looked around, there were no other chavs on the bus. I felt disappointed.
I
got off the bus at the shopping centre and made straight for the sports
shops, I looked around all of them trying to get ideas of what to buy. Eventually I bought a zip up addidas hoodie like Ryan's but this one was
navy in colour with white stripes and logo. I also bought a light slate
pair of sort of nylon addidas trackies with white stripes and a white "addidas" written down one leg. Along with these I got a couple of chavy
looking McKenzie t- shirts. Definately the chaviest brand I'd ever owned!
I was about to leave the last shop when I spotted something on the bargain rail. They were a couple of years out of fashion - black Nike tracksuit pants made of really shiny, noisey nylon.
I couldn't imagine ever wearing them but I had to buy them....
After
that I went to McDonald's to grab a burger, sitting there I really felt
like a chav. In my tracksuit, eating crap, surrounded by bags of sportsgear. I fit right in...
When I got home I was pretty eager to try them on, so, I had a quick change and got
dressed in my new gear. I didn't wear those nylon pants though! I looked pretty good in my new McKenzie t shirt yellow with blue writing and addidas pants and top. I was till wearing Ryan's little brothers trainers though.
I decided to be a bit more brave than I had been
in the past and thought I would go down and just hang outside those shops scally style and see if any of my new "friends" turned up. I left the apartment with the usual mix of thinking I was crazy and being horny.
It was only when I got to the shops it hit me that today was a school day when I saw all the kids hanging around in their uniforms, it must be a half-day I thought because it was only about 1.30 and they were all there. They were all wearing the grey slacks, white shirt and black jumper with crest. The girls wore the same pretty much except for a skirt.
"Just who I was looking for," I was startled a bit as Ryan appraoched me, "you been shopping?"
"Yeah, I bought them today."
"Nice."
There was a younger boy with Ryan, he looked about 15. I felt even weirder when I saw Ryan in school uniform, it really brought how low my position was being used by a schoolboy like a sex slave.
"This is Conor," Ryan said, "we are going back to his place you are going to do him a favour."
I could guess what he had in mind. Like a powerless sheep I just followed them into there estate, up some roads and to Conor's house.
As I guessed there was nobody home as he let us in. It wasn't a really poor looking place at all. It seemed pretty normal.
We were barely in the kitchen when Conor had his hands down the front of his uniform, "He ready now?" he said as he started to play with himself.
Ryan laughed, "Get to it bitch."
I sank to my knees in front of the young chav almost by instinct and he shoved his cock in my mouth. He held on to my hair and eagerly fucked my face until he blew his load in my mouth. "Coooooooollll....."
"Now thank Conor and tell him what a little faggot you are."
I swalloed the cum and looked up at the almost orgasmic face, "Thank you for letting me suck your cock sir, I am a faggot and I love sucking cock."
Conor laughed, "What a queer but that was well cool!"
"He'd love to do it again, I'll give you his number, call him anytime you want a blowjob. Right, fag?"
"Yes, sir"
"Ok, Conor you
know our deal?"
"Yeh, yeh, yeh, " Conor answered enthusiastically and started to take his clothes off.
"Strip bitch!"
I naturally obeyed but wondered what the hell was about to happen to me? Had he plans for me and Conor naked?
Conor stopped when he got to his boxers but me having gone out commando stood there completely naked except for my socks.
"Better give him those too," Ryan gestured to Conor's cum stained boxers which he promptly took off and handed to me.
"Should I wear them?" I asked confused.
Ryan said yes and I put them on, as he did he gestured at my clothes and Conor quickly dressed in them. "Put those on," he said to me and pointed to the boy's uniform. It suddenly hit me that Conor and me were the same size and build but the uniform thing seemed weird. Feeling very strange I pulled on the grey pants, then white shirt and buttoned it up, then the jumper. I put my trainers back on. Conor had
kept his footwear too. He looked pretty natural in my chav gear, I felt pretty weird in his school uniform especially with this moist cum stained boxers on underneath.
Ryan laughed, "You really look the part." I hadn't worn uniform for several years since I'd left school naturally but I could see in the kitchen mirror it suited me, I still looked that young and boyish.
"Ok, let's go!" Ryan started to move.
"Whattttt?"
"We're going out!"
"I can't go out like this!"
"You can and you are bitch, don't fucking disrespect me! Conor, get me that wooden spoon" he pointed to the kitchen utensil.
I knew what was coming.
"You're going to get ten accross the arse for talking back to me, lean up against that wall."
Obediently I did.
"Count out each one and thank me for it."
WHACK! He cracked the wooden spoon ferociously accross my back side.
"One, thank you sir!!" I was in
agony.
"Two, thank you sir!"
By the tenth but I was almost in tears while Conor looked on and grinned. It was even more humiliating being punished in front of this guy, probably made me like it more too. I was fucked up.
"You going to do as your told now?"
"Yes sir," I tried to master my emotions.
"You see Conor, this is how you treat a bitch!"
Humiliated and with a stinging arse I followed him out the front door.