Tanya Can't Say No

"I'm not a bad girl! Please stop it!"

My response to her plea was only to hit her again, one hand travelling up the back of her thin blouse towards her shoulder to hold her in place. It was bad that people couldn't see this since I wanted to show her off, or at least the control I had over the big titted high school tease who was about to fuel the fantasies of many uncontrollably horny high school boys...and maybe one guy, too. Specifically the one who was edging up closer to her as I hit her.

The good part, was nobody was going to stop me...just like nobody was going to stop me from getting to the bottom of this. "So tell me, Tanya - why is it that you're suddenly so eager to listen to everything I have to say?" I mean, it wasn't as if she hadn't been listening before, but there was a difference between listening and listening, and she was indulging in the latter.

*SMACK*

"Be more specific, Tanya..." I hit her again, very close to her as I finally asked the question that had been hanging in the air between us.

"...why are you saying yes to everything I ask?"
 
"So tell me, Tanya - why is it that you're suddenly so eager to listen to everything I have to say?"

Oh fuck. Oh god. Oh no....
No no no no...


I couldn't tell him the truth - if he did know, there was no way in hell that he was going to be a gentleman about it. On the contrary, he would use it to his fullest advantage. That being said, the question wasn't terribly specific so maybe I could get myself out of this mess."I-I always listen to what you say - " I tried to say, but I was suddenly interrupted by a powerful slap on my asscheeks, making them jiggle from behind the fabric of my skirt.

*SMACK*

"OUCH!" I whimpered out loudly when he slapped my ass hard.

"Be more specific, Tanya..."


*SMACK*

I whimpered again from the assault, feeling his handprint again on my skin. "...why are you saying yes to everything I ask?" he asked, being much more specific and leaving me with hardly room to be evasive with. So finally, I began to spill the secret. "Because I was cursed! I don't know why, but I have to do whatever someone asks me to do! Please stop!"
 
I have to be honest - out of every response I could have suggested - her losing a bet, her just teasing me, or maybe this being some repressed desire of Tanya to submit to an older man, or her seducing me for fun - the answer she gave was probably the one I least expected.

"Because I was cursed! I don't know why, but I have to do whatever someone asks me to do! Please stop!"

Huh. It startled me enough that I paused in mid swing, my hand hanging in the air as a rather stupefied look lingered on my face. "Wait...what?" My hand holding her shoulder trailed down for a second. "What do you mean cursed? You mean by like magic or something?" I nudged in closer, my voice going low. "Tell me exactly what happened, Tanya. Tell me everything..."

And then, she did. So it was some gypsy shit or witch or whatever. But the important part was...well...

"Well, that's too bad for you."

*SMACK*

"Maybe you really are a bad girl, then, if you wouldn't give her some change."

*SMACK*

"And maybe I need to punish you in another way..."

*SMACK*

Edging up behind her, I rubbed my groin against her ass, my bulge brushing against her cheeks through the skirt.
 
"Wait...what?"​

I hoped that he wouldn't believe me, that he was just going to get frustrated and let me go. Instead, what I got was his hand trailing down my shoulder, his face getting closer to my ear before he continued "What do you mean cursed? You mean by like magic or something? Tell me exactly what happened, Tanya. Tell me everything..." with breath tickling my earlobe. So, without much say in the matter, I began to tell him the whole story; about the old woman in the alley way, the weird rhyme she made and my current predicament. I thought that maybe Jason wasn't all bad, that he would feel bad and once again, I thought he was going to just let me go.

...And once again, I was dead wrong.

"Well, that's too bad for you." he answered cruely, his hand raising up in the air before it fell again on my skirt covered ass.

*SMACK*

"F-Fuck you!" I stuttered out as a response, my body burning with anger and embarrassment. I couldn't believe this asshole who -

"Maybe you really are a bad girl, then, if you wouldn't give her some change."

*SMACK*

"And maybe I need to punish you in another way..."

"Go to hell!" I answered back.

*SMACK*

Then, I felt him move; his body shifting and moving behind me - a bulge now, pressing between my ass cheeks though the skirt and resting there for a moment, while I looked back in fear of what he was doing. "What are you doing...stop!" I answered, trying to get my body to move but I couldn't.
 
"What are you doing...stop!"

I pushed into her a little more, grinding her rear as I laughed. "Just dry humping you. Are you saying your boyfriend never does this with you?" Of course he wouldn't; he was probably as shy as she was, with more reason to be...I was starting to imagine the nasty things I was going to do to her, with the long haired brunette goddess unable to do anything to stop me from making her comply.

I leaned over her, my body pressed into hers as I whispered.

"Or maybe I'm just getting you ready for the real thing..." I pushed my hand between her thighs, cupping her panty-clad sex for a moment before I pulled away, giving her ass three more hard slaps.

I was about to really start spanking her when my phone buzzed. Frowning, I picked it out of my pocket, and when I saw that who it was, I sighed. "Hello?" I turned away from Tanya out of reflex, as if she was a normal person who I didn't want to bore with my work phone conversation...
 
"Just dry humping you. Are you saying your boyfriend never does this with you?" he said with a laugh, rubbing his bulge against my ass as he began to hump me from behind. My hands gripped onto the bench harder now, as I began to protest "No no no oh god, get the fuck off me!", my body rocking back and forth as he molested my body in this way. My worst fears became a reality when he came in close and began to whisper into my ear: "Or maybe I'm just getting you ready for the real thing...", his hand going between my legs and cupping my inner lips from outside my panties, pulling away just to slap my ass again, making the flesh jiggle and burn...

* SLAP SLAP SLAP *

I began to whimper, wondering if this was how I was going to lose my virginity. That said, my prayers were seemingly answered when I heard his phone buzz and felt Jason move away from me to pick up his phone. That's when something just came to me, knowing that this was my only chance. Picking up my bag, I quickly darted out of the grove and as far away as I could possibly get from Jason...

--

"He did what?!"
Jacqueline asked as I told her what happened during the morning as we ate our lunch. We were alone for now, while the others bought what they were going to eat. Thankfully, my friend was very sympathetic and said "We'll get through this! Patricia and I were digging and apparently that old woman is some sort of gypsy occultist. She's really known in the sketchier part of towns. Basically, from what we got, you aren't the first person to have gone through something strange."

I was surprised to hear this and stared at Jacqueline, as if to say hey tell me more.

"There were some people that go out of it, but we're not sure yet. We'll keep digging but hey, I think we're pretty close!"

---

I took a slight detour getting to my place, but I managed to get into my bedroom without being seen by anyone. I glanced at my phone, seeing no new messages or anything of the like. The optimist inside of me wondered whether Jason finally gave up, maybe thinking that I went to the police or something. The pessimistic in me thought that this was far from over and that I should just break my phone. Regardless, I jumped on my bed and laid down for a while, thinking...

All I know is that this cure better come soon...
 
Taking the call, I scowled as it took a whole minute to explain to Jack that yes, I was going to be at the meeting, and no, I couldn't explain my proposal then. Just wait a couple of hours, jackass, it's not like you can't wait...with a sigh, I smirked, turning around. "Now where were we..."

The question didn't have anyone around to hear it, as it looked like Tanya had taken advantage of me not being around to skedaddle. So much for that. Shaking my head, I looked around, making a note to specific that she had to stay around until I let her go. Although I suppose if I left, the curse would probably just let her go or something.

Don't look at me. I don't know how gypsys work.

********

I got through my work day, but I was a bit snippy from finding out that Tanya had to do everything I wanted and she still managed to get away. I had found her twitter and instragram and was browsing through to find something sexy to wear for me tomorrow, determined that I would get to enjoy that 18 year old busty body of hers.

I could have just told her to choose another short skirt or a shorts and tanktop or something, but I found something better and I sent her a quick message.

Can't wait to get to find out what else you'll do for me, Tanya. Tomorrow, you're going to show up to the grove early wearing this with a pair of sexy boots. I don't like that you got away from me today so tomorrow we're going to take our time while I get to do whatever I want to your innocent body with nobody around to bother me.

After a moment, I smirked, my cock hardening at the thought of tomorrow and enjoying her busty body as I continued.

Well, someone might see, but they'll see you're in to it...
 
..

"I don't like that you got away from me today so tomorrow we're going to take our time while I get to do whatever I want to your innocent body with nobody around to bother me."

That text he send me last night echoed in my head, as I snuck out for the third day in a row, This time seemed the most necessary to, leaving the house in a tight leopard pattern dress. The dress that Jason, this fucking pervert who was taking advantage of my situation, picked was something I had in my dresser, but it was about two years old. My body has developed a lot since then, so as I walked outside in these heels, I could already feel like too many eyes were on me; my massive breasts smothered inside with a great deal of cleavage showing itself. I carefully made my way towards the coffeeshop, texting Jacqueline along the way:

"If I'm late for class, please look for me near the coffeeshop. Check the grove. Can't tell you more"


I quickly put my phone away, seeing Jason in the distance who was practically licking his lips, watching my body wrapped in this tight dress and my breasts bouncing with every step I took in these three inch heels.My heart pounded, wondering what kind of sick fantasies he was stirring up in his head today and whether Jacqueline would check that text message and bother to look for me, in the worst case scenario.
 
I'd managed to think of a lot of things to do to Tanya in that night, and the sight of her strutting towards me in the tight little clubbing dress wasn't disappointing. The heels seemed to clack against the pavement, and I couldn't resist giving her ass a little slap as we made our way to the grove. "Nice tits, Tanya. You always need to be showing those knockers off if you want to get ahead in life." It felt natural, talking to her like this, but she had to follow me - there was nothing she could do to resist.

Eventually, we were back at the 'grove', and I took her arm and roughly pressed her against the tree. "Fuck, I can't wait to use you like you deserve..." I ran my hands up her thigh to the hem of her dress, teasing it up a bit although it was still below her hips for now "...but we'll build to it, since we have some time."

Moving in, I crushed my lips against hers, pressing her teenage body into the tree, one hand rubbing her thigh, the other running up and down her bare arm as I teased the strap on her shoulder...barely able to wait to molest her tits that were all but popping out of her dress.
 
Jason made me feel sick - from the way that he looked at me to the way that he just touched me, abusing my condition with this stupid curse. I yelped when he slapped my tightly covered ass, mocking and objectifying me by saying "Nice tits, Tanya. You always need to be showing those knockers off if you want to get ahead in life." with a big smile on his face. "Screw you..." was all that I could whimper back as a response, my voice low enough that maybe he didn't hear me...or just didn't care. Instead, I found myself being led into that grove again - the one that I told Jacqueline about in case I didn't get to class today. Suddenly, I felt my thoughts abruptly pushed aside, with my roughly pressed against a tree.

"Fuck, I can't wait to use you like you deserve..." he said, running his hands over my body as I stared at him anxiously "...but we'll build to it, since we have some time."

Suddenly, his mouth came crashing into mine. I squirmed against his body, trying to protest but not enough to push him aside. I groaned into the kiss, trying to open my mouth to say something...but quickly found his tongue using that as an opportunity to move inside, twirling around my own. I barely caught notice of his hand, rubbing my bare arm as he tasted my saliva...
 
Feeling her moan back was invigorating; as always, I chose to believe it was intentional. That she was enjoying being manhandled like the tease she was, and so my lips pushed harder into hers in response. She tasted sweet, fruity, and I smirked as I pulled off to breathe. "Nice." I grinned, leering down at the busty brunette's cleavage. My hand on her arm went down to her thigh to rub the bare flesh there and push her skirt up just a bit, leaning in to steal a whisper into her ear.

"You should dress like this all the time..."

I'd said that before, which was more of a tease to her usual conservative dressing style to hide her tits. Which, as I leaned in to kiss her again, was the path of my other hand; one squeezing her ass, the other going down her neck to tease the strap of her dress, intending to squeeze those melons of hers and finally feel her up...
 
The air around us was quiet, except for the smacking noises our lips were making as they connected into the kiss. Squished against the dress and Jason's body, I found myself being a little ashamed of the fact that I was beginning to enjoy the rush I was getting from this kiss...and I don't think I could have blamed that one on the 'curse'. Jason probably noticed, muttering "Nice." before his stare when down to my cleavage, watching as my untouched 32JJ cup boobs just sort of rise and fall with each heavy breath I took. I enjoyed the feeling of his hand, rubbing my thigh now, his face making a cruel grin as he began to make me feel some form of sick twisted pleasure of being forced to do something I otherwise wouldn't do.

It made me sick to my stomach.

"You should dress like this all the time..."
"Fuck you..." I muttered softly, in my sad attempt of defying him.

Then we were back at it, our lips touching and his tongue coming into my mouth, twirling around and dominating mine as they touched. I moaned once more in the kiss, feeling his hand go to my ass and give it a squeeze. I was praying for someone to come in and help - hopefully Janice, right before any of this got too...intense.
 
It was heaven, having her pushed against the tree like this, her body open and willing to take whatever I wanted to give to her. Even as she cursed at me, a part of me could feel that she wanted this, beyond the sick little 'curse' that the gypsy had thrown onto her to make her do whatever I wanted.

Running my hand up her tight dress, I moved it to the other strap, pushing both of them off of her shoulders so that there was little other then gravity and the tightness of her dress holding the revealing garment on her chest. "Fuck." I moaned, stepping back to admire my handwork. "Time to get to work on these tits." I was going to do it, to show her tits off and finally get to molest and fondle them like they deserved, to make her enjoy being pawed like a peace of meat. Like the slut she really wanted to be, and then-

"Tanya!"

Son of a bitch.
 
"Time to get to work on these tits." he was going to do it! He was going to finally get his pervy hands all over my tits! I was breathing heavily when he pushed my strap down, my clothes revealing more and more of those huge orbs until -

"Tanya!" Jacqueline yelled out, coming to the grove and finding me. Oh thank god, I thought to myself while I waited for her to yell out: "Tanya, get out of there and see me right now!" - which, when she did, I hurried out of this pervert's grasp and ran as fast as I could out of there. She took one good look at me and quickly helped me get out of this area and to her place...

...

"Don't worry Tanya, I think we're figuring this curse thing out...well, I think." she said, while we drank some tea. I was obviously freaked out, seeing as I was so close to having my body really molested by Jason - he knew what was going on and we all knew how he was taking advantage of my situation...more and more with each passing day. Truth be told, it was really hard to concentrate on my friend, as my mind kept going back to before.

"...It's hard to find out how to undo it though...I mean, there isn't many books on that at school but the internet is helping..." she continued, noticing how I couldn't even look at her in the eye. Jacqueline put her hand on mine, before she said in a caring tone "Hey, don't worry Tanya! We'll figure this out. Meanwhile, we'll just make sure you're not alone tomorrow okay?"

"Okay...thank you..."
I answered back with a smile.

Truth be told...

I might have begun to enjoy Jason taking advantage of this.
 
~Fuck. Fucking fuck fuck son of a fucking m-~

Truth be told, I'd been pushing my luck and the arrival of her friend drew me back as I watched Tanya get out. For a woman under my thrall, she was proving quite troublesome to pin down, but I smirked at their retreating female forms. I could wait as long as possible and set enough boundaries that eventually, she couldn't get away.

Still, I felt blueballed for most of the morning - hell, the rest of the day - trying to plot this out in my head. Eventually...

*******

It was that evening when I finally got a chance to text her lounging on my bed in my boxers. I slept that way, and I sent a quick message to her.

Miss me?

A beat passed, and I continued on.

Where do you normally meet with your friends? Like tomorrow, for instance?
 
I was laying at bed later that night, my head going over how crazy these past few days were. I would be lying if I said that I didn't think that this was all in my head, that maybe there was no such thing as a curse and that I was just losing my mind. But that would be too convenient; that old bitch from the alleyway gave me a curse and in all likelihood, she was the only person who knew how I could get out of this. Still...I had hope that my friends could find something to help me - or at very least, keep me company in case Jason would try to get his dirty perverted fingers on me again -

"Time to get to work on these tits."

UGH! It drove me crazy how I was actually getting excited when he had me there, all alone, helpless against him. In my panic, I hit my phone away...hearing it vibrate on the floor. I had gotten a message.

"Don't pick it up Tanya!"
I thought to myself "It could be Jason..."

...

And yet, after leaving it alone for maybe five minutes, I told myself that I'd have to eventually pick it up. That maybe it wasn't Jason; maybe it was Jacqueline with a new plan, or something along those lines. Maybe -

"Miss me?"

Oh no.

"Where do you normally meet with your friends? Like tomorrow, for instance?"

And just like that, my hands began typing away, a strong irresistible urge to answer him taking control of my body. I couldn't tell if somehow this curse was getting stronger, or I was giving up on fighting it. In either case, I answered him:

"Normally at Jacqueline's place but tomorrow we'll be at the school yard."
I answered back, wondering if I had enough time to tell Jacqueline about his plans...
 
Normally at Jacqueline's place but tomorrow we'll be at the school yard."

Well, she had answered my question although obviously I wanted more, so my fingers went back into action as I smirked at the screen, as if the busty brunette could see through it to my leering eyes.

And when do you plan on being there? What will you be doing?

I was already forming a 'plan' in my head even as I saw her response. Jogging. So, I gave her my clear reply, my cock twitching in my pants in anticipation of the excitement to come for me...and maybe for her as well. Although her mouth was saying no, I had felt her body push into mine when we'd made out last time.

Maybe next time I'd make her do something even sluttier.

So half an hour after you start, you're going to tell your friends that you need to make a phone call. I'll text you shortly after with where to go and what to do. I'll be nearby, and we're going to finish what we couldn't do today.

A beat passed, and I continued.

And you can't tell anyone about me.

So I could have her all to myself...
 

So half an hour after you start, you're going to tell your friends that you need to make a phone call. I'll text you shortly after with where to go and what to do. I'll be nearby, and we're going to finish what we couldn't do today.

...
"Is something wrong Tanya?" Jacqueline asked, as she smoked her cigarette. The others were around, sitting down on the benches as they went over what they found about the gypsy curse (aka, just some books and mentions of our city). I couldn't say, but my best friend was able to tell that there was something on my mind - even if I couldn't say it. "Yeah, she's been acting weird all day!" my boyfriend said while everyone else laughed. I laughed too, before I shook my head. I wanted to tell them what was wrong but...

And you can't tell anyone about me.

So, standing there in a tight grey tank top and a pair of tight black shorts, my body immediately reacted to that thirty minutes limit Jason gave me. "Uh...you guys mind if I take a phone call? I'll be right back." I said, before I wandered off...

My heart pounding every step of the way.
 
She got my message a moment later, as I had it ready to send. I was standing near a chain link fence, behind one of the rear storage rooms and some bushes. It was isolated, and we'd have a ton of privacy. Plus, since she hadn't told her friends about us, we wouldn't be interrupted...

Go on behind storage building near the west side of the yard. Stand near the fence and wait.

I was a few feet away, hiding behind a car on the other side; there was a parking lot for a recreation building, but it was quiet that time of day. Eventually, I saw Tanya coming and grinned; she was wearing a tight top and shorts that really showed off her tits and tight little ass.

"Hey there." I came out from my hiding spot, putting a finger to my lips. "No shouting for help, Tanya...now you're all mine." Except for the fence between us, but I was going to put an end to that. "You've been craving this, I bet..."

I'd learned from our previous encounters, though, and wanted to get down to business.

"Walk close to the fence." The fence was six feet tall; I could see over it, but Tanya would have trouble. "Take your top off." I grinned, starting to watch the show. "If you've got a bra on, take it off and throw it to me."
 
I panicked when I read his text, asking me to go behind the storage area near the fence. It was isolated, the storage area already being often ignored - let alone the space behind it! I looked around, hoping that maybe Jacqueline was following me to make sure that I was okay...but no luck. Instead I found myself approaching it, my mind worrying about a hundred things at once. Especially when I saw Jason and his grin; his eyes fixated on my massive tits in this tight shirt. I wanted to scream but...

"Hey there. No shouting for help, Tanya...now you're all mine. You've been craving this, I bet..."

"Fuck you..." I muttered out, unable to raise the tone of my voice.

"Walk close to the fence." he said, immediately forcing my body to take the few steps towards the chain link fence "Take your top off. If you've got a bra on, take it off and throw it to me."

Fight it Tanya! You have to...Please fight it!

...

My hands went to the bottom my tight shirt, slowly lifting it up until his eyes could see the slight jiggle of those hefty 32JJ cup tits of mine - encase in a supportive black bra. I took a really difficult one to unhook, in an effort to buy me some time in case he wanted to undo it. Unfortunately, he asked me so within a minute...I did. Tossing it along the fence just as he saw those two massive tits with my quarter sized pink nipples, just inches away from him past this fence.
 
I revelled in the sight of Tanya stripping down for me. First the tight top which caused her hefty chest to jiggle in her supportive bra, and then the sight of her large nipples and tits, bare in the open air as she tossed her bra to me. I took it and set it aside; suffice to say, she wouldn't be seeing it again.

If I remembered, I'd make it a rule for her not to wear a bra without checking it with me first. Those massive orbs needed to be as uncovered as possible...

The fence stood between us, but that was intentional on my part, or at least semi intentional. I wanted to punish her for keeping me out before. "Grab the fence with your hands." That would hurt, too, but that would be far from the worst part for her. "Press your tits into it so your nipples are each through a hole in the fence." A beat passed, and I continued, grinning at her as I folded my arms.

"As hard as you can."
 
"Grab the fence with your hands."

My hands immediately reached out for the metallic fence, the harshness of it digging into my hands. It hurt just a bit, but it wasn't the end of the world; what did worry me was the fact that his eyes seemed so fixated on my big tits. I glanced around (there wasn't anything he said about that!) hoping that someone could maybe see us and call for help.

No such luck...

"Press your tits into it so your nipples are each through a hole in the fence." he then commanded, crossing his arms from behind the fence.

No no no no no...

"As hard as you can."

I struggled for a moment but helpless against my body body, following his command. I pressed my big tits against the cold fence, shoving my own chest against the cold chain link fence as hard as I possibly could. Now that was painful; the cold feeling of it making my nipples harden from the sensation. They got painfully hard, with my breasts getting squished and ballooning in width with me pressing so hard against this. "AH!" I groaned from the pain, my heart racing with every passing second.
 
"Don't stop."

I didn't need to say it, but watching Tanya abuse herself on this fence for me was incredibly empowering, erotic, dirty. That, and I'm not even sure she heard me anyways as I breathed the words out, walking towards the fence.

I reached out to grab one of her elongated nipples, twisting it. "Wow." I waited for her reaction, holding the twist and yanking it out before I let it go. "Those tits were made to get used." I squeezed both of her nipples between my thumb and forefingers, enjoying her cries of pain, her protests. Every reaction she made only turned me on more, being the sadist I was.

An idea turned in my head as I slapped each of her nipples - watching them jiggle through the holes in the fence - before pinching them again; harder then before, jutting the bud out as I knelt down in front of the fence...and her...
 
"Don't stop."

"Oh my god! AHHH!" I groaned in pain, feeling my body shove itself so hard against the chain link fence. I pressed and pressed my big tits against it, the thick nipples poking out, hardening to the point where it was painful! I whimpered as I continued, my eyes shutting tight before I just couldn't anymore! The pain got worse too, the second when Jason's fingers went to those nipples; pinching them hard and twisting them. He pulled, saying "Wow." as my legs shook and I whimpered a bit more loudly now, my face wincing from the awful pain and pleasure that came from this.

"Those tits were made to get used."

"STOP! You're hurting me you...bastard!" I protested defiantly, my eyes having slight tears to them now.

"FUCK!"

He started to slap my nipples now, making my body jump from the pain each time! My eyes went to him, watching as he began to kneel down a bit. My heart raced, panic turning into pure anxiety, before I began to plead "Pleaseee stop! Please!"
 
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