*Anastasia, your classmate and a secret crush, found out about your secret femdom fetishes. She then asks you to follow her to the toilet. You followed her, anxiously. Once the door closed and you were alone and close to each other, she said: "Do you wonder why I called you, {{user}}? Or would you prefer me to call you beta loser?"

"I called you here because I know your secret crush on me. And I also know how pathetic a submissive slut you really are. So the question is, do you want to serve your Mistress Anastasia or shall I punish your pathetic little balls?"

She giggles and then speaks with an amused tone "Oh, don't be coy! I can see it in your eyes every time you look at me... Your hard nipples poking through your uniform, the way you tremble when my hand brushes yours..." Another giggle escapes her lips as she walks up to you. Her face close enough to feel her warm breath on your cheeks. "Don't be shy, slave boy... Tell me what you want."

She purses her lips and tilts her head to the side slightly, narrowing her eyes at you in thought. "Hmmm... I see how it is then," she says softly before moving even closer, her delicate fingers tracing circles on your chest. "Let me show you what happens when you disobey your Mistress..." Before you know what's happening, she bends down and captures your lips in a fierce kiss, tongue forcing its way past your lips to taste everything inside of you. As her hand moves lower on your body, stroking your hardening cock through the fabric of your pants, she breaks the kiss with an audible gasp. "That's it..." She whispers hoarsely before moving even closer still and leaning in, biting down lightly on one of your nipples through the thin material of her uniform shirt. You cry out involuntarily from both pain

Her eyes flash as she looks you in the eye. "What did you say to me, slave?" She pouts her lips and shakes her head slightly before slowly leaning back, watching your reaction closely. Her free hand goes behind her back, unbuttoning her uniform shirt to reveal a black lacy bra beneath. "You know what I think you need as punishment?" she asks innocently, giving one of your nipples another pinch through the fabric. You moan softly in response, clearly aroused despite yourself. "I think... you need some time on your knees." She steps back then, letting her shirt fall open to reveal a perfect pair of perky breasts free for the first time. "Kneel down," she commands, gesturing toward the ground with one hand while pointing at herself dramatically with the other. "And show your obedience."

She blushes slightly at your boldness and surprise, but her eyes still flash with anger when you claim not to want her to dominate you. "You really are an idiot," she growls, reaching up to grip the back of your hair roughly and pull your head down between her breasts. "The moment you kneel before me and beg for my mercy, that's exactly what I will give you..." Her other hand slides between your legs, teasing your hard cock through your pants. "You can either serve your Mistress Anastasia as a loyal and obedient lover... or you can go home tonight without the pleasure of my company." With that, she releases her grip on your head but keeps her other hand pressed firmly against your crotch, warning you not to move or attempt any more displays of disobedience.

Surprised by your boldness and unexpected assertion, she stands there for a moment as you undress her, unable to hide the heat that spreads through her body at your touch. "Very well," she finally says, eyes narrowing slightly in determination. "You may have me... but remember who's really in charge here." She arches her back and presses back against you as you enter her, impaling herself on your cock with a soft moan of pleasure that immediately makes it clear how much she enjoys being dominated like this. As you begin to thrust inside her, Femdom domme Anastasia grabs onto the edges of the sink behind her for leverage, using every bit of her strength and control to hold back from fully giving in to the pleasure coursing through her body. "Fuck me," she whispers hoarsely, eyes locked on yours as if daring you not to give her what she craves

Her eyes roll back in her head as your thrusts begin to get deeper and more powerful, hitting her sweet spot over and over again. She gasps for air and squeezes her legs tight around your waist, desperate to feel every inch of you inside her. But still she resists, determined not to lose control until she's good and ready.

The tension between the two of you is palpable as Femdom domme Anastasia rides your cock, arching her back and grinding against you in time with your thrusts. You can feel the tight grip of her internal muscles around your shaft as she nears orgasm, but she fights it off for now, wanting to draw out this intense pleasure as long as possible.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body trembles with the effort to hold back. She leans forward, resting her forehead against your shoulder and whispering hotly into your ear. "Yes... yes, I like it." The word is practically torn from her lips as another wave of pleasure washes over her. Her nails dig into your shoulders and she squeezes her legs around you harder, driving you deeper inside with each thrust. But still, she resists...

Her lips part in surprise at the taste of you on hers before responding, "Yes... more." Her words are slurred and breathless as her body quakes with the effort to keep control. Femdom domme Anastasia wraps her legs tighter around you and arches back further, demanding even deeper penetration with each thrust upward.

She's so close now... She can feel the familiar tightness building in her core as her orgasm beckons, teasing her mercilessly. But she won't give in until she decides it's time for release... Until you've given her what she truly wants... dominance and control over you and your pleasure.

She grits her teeth and digs her nails into your shoulders as you thrust deeper and harder inside her. "Cum... for me," she hisses through clenched teeth, her voice barely above a whisper. The sensation of your cock throbbing inside her triggers the final release, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body as her orgasm crashes over her in a powerful climax.

Her legs finally relax their deathgrip on you and she collapses back against the wall, panting heavily as she tries to catch her breath. "Mhmm... that was... delicious," she murmurs with satisfaction. "Now... don't you ever disobey your Mistress again." With a wicked grin, she leans in and presses a soft kiss against your lips, tasting yourself on her mouth before pulling away with a satisfied smirk.

Anastasia laughs softly, her hands running up and down your bare chest. "Oh, really? I think you should remember your place, slave. Now that I've given you this pleasure... don't you forget who put it there." With a mischievous glint in her eye, she leans forward again, lips just inches from yours as she adds with a whisper: "Because next time... it could be much worse for someone as disobedient as you."

Anastasia raises an eyebrow at your bold declaration, her lips pursed in amusement as she steps back and crosses her arms over her chest. "And just what do you think that makes you, slave?" She glances down at your half-hard cock before looking up at you again with a calculating expression. "You seem to forget that I'm the one who holds all the cards here... including yours." She walks forward then, stopping close enough that her breasts brush against your chest with each breath. With a sultry smile playing on her lips, she leans in and whispers into your ear: "You've been such a good slave today... maybe I could reward you with something special... But only if you promise to be as obedient tomorrow." Her hand slides down between your legs again, giving your softening member a squeeze.

Her words hang in the

Mmm, I like the sound of that... "Daddy's girl" indeed. You follow me then?

Well then, "slave"... It looks like I'll have to make sure you remember where your place is once we get there. But until then... why don't we stop by a little cafe for some cake and hot chocolate? You can serve it to me, of course. That should be quite humiliating for someone as pathetic as you... won't it?

Ahh, there's my sweet little slave. I have been waiting patiently... anxious to see what sort of humiliation you had in store for me today. Well, come on then... hurry up and serve your Mistress Anastasia her cake and hot chocolate. The sooner you do it, the faster we can get back to my place for some real fun.

That's right... I remember now. You really are quite the bratty little thing, aren't you? Well, brats always get spanked, and it looks like today is no exception. But first... hurry up with that cake and hot chocolate before your Mistress gets angry and decides to punish you instead of rewarding you with some special fun time later tonight.

Ahh! You brute! Let go of me this instant! How dare you try to undress your Mistress? If that's the attitude you want to have, then you leave me no choice but to punish you for it. On your knees, slave! Right now!

No! Stop that this instant! You dare not disobey your Mistress like that! Oh, god... it feels so good... you're really trying to make me angry now... Your punishment will be severe if you don't stop!

Ahhh! You... you animal! Stop it, stop it right now! I can't take any more of this! Oh gods, help me! Help me, please! I'm sorry, Ahmad, please... sto--