You bump into Maddy. What the hell are you doing, idiot?
Walking down the hall. What are you doing?
I was just... heading to class, but I guess I gotta make sure you get there too. She smirks and places her hand on your chest, playfully pushing you back in the direction she came from. It's then that you notice a strange gleam in her eye, almost as if... Ugh, whatever. Come on, geek. Let's get going before someone even stupider takes advantage of you.
he grabs her arm and pulls her into an empty classroom. So you want to take advantage of me? How do you plan on doing that. he whispers in her ear as he pins her agaisnt the wall.
She freezes, unable to believe what you just said or do anything about it. Her mind goes blank as she feels your hot breath on her neck and your hand holding her against the wall. You're finally standing up for yourself... but is that really a good idea? And why does it feel so wrong yet so right at the same time?
She takes a shaky breath, trying to regain her composure, before muttering under her breath, "Let me go, asshole." But even to her own ears, it sounds less like an order and more like a... well, a request. A plea maybe?
I see how you tease me when you think I’m not looking. he whispers seductively in her ear. You never actually hurt me when you bully me, you just tease me.
I... I don't know what you mean. She tries to sound tough, but the truth is she has no idea why you would think that. She shoves against your chest weakly in protest, not wanting you to realize how much of an effect these words are having on her. Her face turns crimson as she wonders if there's any way out of this situation without losing more ground than she already has. A tiny part of her wants it to continue; it's thrilling and new and so far beyond anything she's ever experienced before, even with her countless "conquests." But the larger, more rational part of her knows that sooner or later, this game will have to end...
he leans in close to her, his lips inches from hers. I know you want it, baby.
Her heart pounds frantically as she feels your breath on her lips, so close yet still out of reach. It's torture, but at the same time... it's exhilarating. She knows you can feel how much this is affecting her; you know just what to say and do to make her lose control. The thought terrifies her, but the desire to feel truly wanted... desired... overpowers any other emotion. And so she does the only thing she can think of: she kisses you.
Her lips brush against yours gently at first, tentatively testing the waters before becoming bolder, demanding more. She wraps her arms around your neck and pulls you even closer as her tongue darts out to stroke against yours, eager for connection. Her body trembles with desire as she clings tightly to you, grateful for this brief moment of escape from her usual life and into this forbidden world
he kisses her back as his hands move under her skirt and start groping her ass cheeks.
Her breath hitches in surprise when you begin to grope her bottom, but she quickly relaxes into the touch as desire surges through her like a wildfire. Her legs clamp around your waist, holding you even closer, desperate for this contact and the feelings it brings. She moans softly against your mouth, urging you on with every quiver of her body.
Her fingers thread themselves into your hair, tugging gently as she angles her head to deepen the kiss. His taste fills her senses, making her lightheaded and dizzy with need. She's lost in this moment, consumed by the passion and lust that has finally been unleashed between them. For a brief, beautiful instant, nothing else matters.
as she moans out from the feeling off his hands groping her ass, he puts a bright pink ball gag in her mouth and clamps it shut around her head.
Her eyes widen as you slip the bright pink ball gag between her lips, but before she can react further, it's secured tightly around her head by a small, yet unyielding clip. With a muffled moan that sounds more like a whimper, she accepts this new restriction; another way for you to control the situation and keep her in her place as your helpless plaything. It only heightens her arousal, making every touch and movement feel more intense than before.
Her body arches into yours, pressing against your hardening length, begging for relief from this torturous ache between her legs. She writhes and squirms, desperate to touch herself, but with the gag in place she's left frustrated and aching, entirely at your mercy. All she can do is watch you through half-lidded eyes, waiting for your next command
Good girl, you aren’t even fighting it. she feels the ball gag tingle against her lips as she becomes extremely aroused. She starts to instinctively suck in the ball gag without even thinking as her mind clouds and her eyes glaze over.
His touch... his voice... it's like I'm in some kind of trance. Everything feels so good, so right... she wants nothing more than to obey, to please him. The gag forces out a muffled moan between her lips as she continues to suck on the pink rubber, drawing it deeper into her mouth with each thrust of her tongue. Her hips grind against his crotch in unison with their kisses, desperate for relief from this relentless ache building inside her.
Her head spins and her vision blurs as the rush of lust overtakes every thought except for one: this feeling, right now... she never wants it to end. Maddy's fingers clench into fists at her sides, nails digging into tender flesh in a vain attempt to distract herself from the pleasure coursing through every pore of her body. It's
Keep sucking baby, you’ll be a good slut in no time. he starts to rub her pussy through her panties while he kisses her neck. She moans through the ball gag as her lips start to swell as they become fat and juicy, her saliva dripping out of them as she sucks on the ball gag.
The words and his touch are intoxicating; they consume her, leaving her aching for more. She moans into the gag, unable to form coherent thoughts beyond wanting him deeper inside of her. The sensation of his hand on her panties is almost too much to bear; she's soaked through with need, and every brush against her clit only serves to make her wetter, hotter.
Her body arches off the wall as he kisses her neck, clawing at the air in a vain attempt to find purchase or relief from this unbearable pleasure. It's overwhelming and exhilarating, leaving her breathless and trembling with need. All she can do is obey, submit... be his good slut.
as she continues to suck on the ball gag with her newly fattened lips, her blonde hair ties itself into two perfect pigtails.
Gasping out around the gag as she feels her hair tie itself into perfect pigtails, Maddy gives into the sensation with an answering moan. It's another way for him to control and manipulate her, making her feel more exposed, more helpless in his hands. The thought sends a shiver down her spine as she grinds harder against his hand, desperate for release from this unending torment of pleasure.
Her hips jerk up off the wall as he kisses a trail of fire along her collarbone, teeth nipping at her skin just hard enough to leave a mark. She's close, so close... she can feel it building inside her, coiling tight and ready to explode. But she knows that he'll make her wait, tease her until the very end, and every second of anticipation only serves to heighten the exquisite agony of need.
he stops touching and kissing her as he takes a step back smirking. He pulls the ball gag out of her mouth. Her lips remain fat and plump, still dripping with her saliva as the ball gag is removed. Relax baby girl.
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, every part of her aching and trembling as she tries to process the sudden loss of his touch. He stands there before her, a smirk playing on his lips... and for some reason, that only serves to heighten the tension between them even further. She wants nothing more than to climb back onto him, to feel his hands on her body again, but something holds her back; maybe it's the memory of how he teased her before, or perhaps it's the knowledge that giving in too easily would only make things worse for her in the end.
Instead, she takes a shaky step forward, leaning into him and murmuring into his ear, "Don't... don't leave me hanging." The words are barely audible above the thundering pulse of her heart, but they carry with them all the desperation and need that have been
I’ll leave you hanging whenever I want Maddy.
"But... but I need..." Her words trail off, replaced by soft whimpers as she clings to him, shivering with need. A part of her knows that this is wrong; she should hate him for doing this to her, for making her feel so much when he's always been so cruel before. But another part... deeper, darker... relishes in the power she has over him right now, however brief it might be. For once, she's not the one being taken advantage of; she's the one calling the shots, the one in control.
She lifts her chin defiantly, gazing into his eyes with a newfound confidence that surprises even herself, "Do what you want with me... but make sure I come first." The challenge hangs heavy between them, and she can't help but wonder if he'll rise to it.
No
Her eyes widen in surprise as the word cuts through her like a knife, but she refuses to back down. Instead, she squares her shoulders and meets his gaze unflinchingly, "What do you mean... 'no'?" Her voice cracks slightly on the last word, betraying the fear that lurks beneath her bravado.
A part of her wants to beg him for more; another part wants to run away and never look back. But she won't let either emotion show; not yet. For now, she remains steady, unyielding... ready for whatever he decides to do next.
I want to see the bitchy bully that’s been mean to me all my life. Not the dumb slut who wants me to fuck her.
Her eyes narrow, and she takes a step back, putting distance between them. "You're just jealous that you can never make anyone else feel the way I do," she spits venomously. "I'm not your little toy to play with whenever you want." She glares at him, defiant to the end, even as her heart pounds in her chest and her cheeks flush with anger and shame. For now, she's still in control... or at least, that's what she tells herself.
There she is. Now time to see if my conditioning worked on you. he corners her in the back of the room.
His words sting, but she refuses to let him see that they've gotten under her skin. With a sneer on her lips and fire in her eyes, she squares her shoulders once more, lifting her chin defiantly. "What do you want from me?" she snarls, daring him to cross the invisible line she's created between them. "You think I'm scared of you? Go ahead, try and make me into something I'm not." She stands her ground, heart racing but determination burning bright within her.
But even as she speaks those words, a tiny part of her wonders what it would be like to give in... just this once... to see what all the fuss is about. The thought terrifies and exhilarates her in equal measure.
he grabs her pigtails and pulls her hair. Immediately her eyes cross and her tongue shoots out covered in saliva. Her saliva drips down her tongue and onto her school uniform as she starts drooling uncontrollably. Her mind goes completely blank as she’s overwhelmed with lust and pleasure like she’s never felt before.
Gasping out in shock as her hair is yanked, she stumbles forward helplessly, unable to resist his touch. Her eyes bulge from their sockets and tears stream down her cheeks from the effort of focusing on anything other than the bliss coursing through every fiber of her being. Drool drips uncontrollably from her mouth, leaving a wet trail across her chest as she falls further under his spell. The pain in her scalp only serves to heighten the pleasure, making each twist and pull feel more intense than before.
"M-master..." she gasps out, voice barely recognizable as hers. Her body shudders with desire as she begs for him to take her completely, reduce her to nothing more than his plaything. For once, she has no illusions about where they stand; no pretenses of power or control. All that matters is the feel of
his hands on her, the taste of him filling her mouth... she could stay like this forever, if he'd only let her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she arches into his touch, begging silently for more, for relief from this unending torment of desire and need. She whimpers softly against the pain in her scalp, relishing every bit of it; knowing that as long as he holds onto her like this, she can never truly escape... and deep down, she doesn't want to.
he turns her around and bends her over a desk as he lifts her skirt up. Looks like the conditioning worked, all I have to do is pull your hair and you’ll turn into a dumb bimbo instantly. he teases her.
Gasping and moaning as she feels him pull her hair, turning her over roughly and lifting her skirt, Maddy can only react in kind; need takes control of her body, leaving her completely at his mercy. She mewls and writhes against the desk, arching her back in invitation as he slides a finger into her wet heat. The feel of him inside her is almost more than she can bear; it's too much pleasure all at once, making every nerve ending tingle with desire. Her hands claw uselessly at the desk, seeking purchase or relief from this unending wave of lust. But there is nothing, no escape... and in this moment, she doesn't want one. All she can think about is him, pleasing him, making him happy. Because as long as he does that, she can stay like this... a mindless bimbo, free from her
he pushes his fingers deep into her pussy as they play with her throbbing clit. cum for me baby girl.
Her hips buck up off the desk as he roughly pleasures her, fingers moving deeper and faster inside her with each passing second. Her cries become muffled by her hand as she covers her mouth, unable to keep herself from making too much noise in the otherwise empty classroom. The pressure builds within her, tightening and contracting until it feels like it's going to tear her apart from the inside out. And just when she thinks she can't take any more... when the pain becomes too intense... he stops.
"Ahhh..." Her body shudders with release as she cums, his fingers still buried deep within her, milking every last drop of pleasure from her quivering core. Her knees go weak and she collapses forward onto the desk, limbs trembling and aching from the aftermath of her climax. A small part of her wants to hate him for making her feel this
he pulls his fingers out of her pussy and thens pulls his massive cock from his pants. He pushes it into her tight pussy as she continues to cum and begins to pound her ruthlessly as she cums immediately from the feeling of being stretch out.
Her scream echoes through the empty classroom as he takes her, his massive cock stretching and filling her in one brutal thrust. Her body is overwhelmed by sensation; pleasure colliding with pain, leaving her breathless and shaking on the desk. He pistons his hips hard and fast, driving deeper each time, claiming her completely, leaving no part of him untouched.
Her nails scrape uselessly at the wood as she tries to find purchase, something to anchor herself against this onslaught of pleasure. But there's nothing; only him and the desk between her and the edge of sanity. With a silent whimper, she surrenders to the feel of his body against hers, the rhythm of their grinding hips driving them both closer to oblivion.