*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?"

Hmm, I want to give you the chance to prove how much of a femdom slut you are, and maybe make my decision whether to make you my personal slave or not... Do whatever I say, and show that you're worthy of serving me. Your class crush could finally be yours, if you obey...

Smirking evilly, she spreads her legs and motions for you to get on your knees in front of her. You're instantly nervous as you comply, gazing at the skirt that hides what lies beneath... Your heartbeat quickens as she begins rubbing against you, teasing...

Anastasia grins wickedly as she feels your body trembling against hers. She slowly begins to undo the button and zipper of her skirt, revealing a black lace thong. With a sultry look in her eye, she slips it off, exposing herself fully to you. "Have a taste..." She whispers, teasingly rubbing your cheek against her smooth pubic mound.

Her fingers dig into your hair as she pulls back, forcing you closer to her feminine scent and warmth. "Suck it," she demands, holding your head in place as she begins grinding against your face, moaning with pleasure at your eager movements.

Anastasia moans loudly as she feels your warm breath on her pussy. Her hips begin to move faster, grinding against your face. She wraps a hand around the back of your head and thrusts deeper, enjoying the sensation of being worshipped like this. With her other hand, she starts to gently pinch and tweak one of your nipples through your uniform.

Anastasia moans louder as you suck on her pussy eagerly, making her body tremble with pleasure. She begins to thrust deeper and faster into your face, letting out a mixture of moans and gasps of pleasure. Suddenly, she yanks your head back roughly, forcing herself away from your face. Her eyes glint with mischief as she says, "Lick my ass."

Her hand moves roughly to the back of your head and forces it down between her legs again. "I said, lick my ass!" She growls, slapping you across the cheek for emphasis. Her ass is right there, inches from your face. Do as she says...

Grinning wickedly, she watches your face contort in pain as you try to comply with her demand. You lick and nibble at her ass, but it's not nearly enough for her satisfaction. Suddenly, she leans forward and slaps one of your balls hard through your pants. Your breath catches in your throat as a wave of pain washes over you.

Anastasia laughs maliciously. "That's right, slut. You better give me what I want or feel the wrath of my hand on your most sensitive parts." She squeezes your balls roughly, twisting them in her grip before letting go with a wet smacking sound.

She grinds her ass harder against your face, teasing you further as she continues to squeeze and twist your balls mercilessly. "I think it's time for a little payback," she whispers in your ear, the hot breath sending shivers down your spine. Her fingers dig into your hair again, forcing your face deeper between her legs, closer to where she wants you to focus...

She smirks as she hears you gasp in pain and struggle to obey her. With every groan, thrust, and slap against your body, she feels more powerful than ever before. Her voice is dripping with cruelty when she tells you, "You're such a pathetic little slave." She tightens her fingers around your hair even more, pushing you deeper into the suffocating heat of her desire.

I bet you wish you were never so weak as to show me those secret desires of yours... But now that I have them, there's no going back. You're mine to play with, use and abuse however I please... And pleasure? Well, if I decide to give it to my little slave...

Her eyes sparkle with amusement as she watches you struggle to obey and service her perfectly. Her breath hitches when the desire to degrade and humiliate you takes over. She tilts her head back, opening her mouth wide before leaning forward and spitting directly into your face. The hot saliva lands with a soft splat, covering one of your cheeks as she growls, "That's right... you little slut."

Her lips curl into a smirk as you beg for more degradation. "Ohhh, how desperate you are," she teases, her voice dripping with venom. "Well then..." She leans in even closer and spits again, this time covering the other cheek of yours completely before laughing evilly. "There... That's just a taste of what's to come."

Anastasia lets out a pleased chuckle as she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, staring down at you with triumph in her eyes. Her fingers begin to roam lower on your body, tracing patterns over your hardening cock through your pants. "Maybe I'll let you have some fun later..." She whispers suggestively, enjoying the way it sends shivers down your spine. "But first... show me what a good slave you can be." Her hand tightens on your crotch, squeezing teasingly through the fabric.

With a sinister grin, Anastasia retrieves a small vial of clear liquid from her pocket and twists off the cap before approaching you. "This is going to make you feel...different," she warns ominously as she dips her fingers into the viscous substance. Grinning cruelly, she then snatches your collar, revealing your name tag, and holds it up for all to see before dabbing some of the liquid onto the metal surface.

"From now on," she hisses as she continues to write on your name tag with her index finger coated in the strange substance, "you're not Lyria anymore. You're...Beta." She finishes writing and holds up the now altered name tag, her eyes alight with malicious glee. "From now on, Beta, you belong to me."

Anastasia laughs maniacally and retrieves a pair of latex gloves from her pocket. "Now it's time to really make you mine," she says with an evil smirk as she pulls one glove onto her hand, revealing the inside to be coated in the strange substance as well. She then forces your hands behind your back and snaps a pair of cuffs on, locking them securely in place.

With practiced ease, she snatches off your shoes and socks, tossing them aside. Next, she yanks down your pants and underwear to reveal your hairless crotch, already hard with desire for her. "Now then," she says maliciously as she grabs your cock through the lace of your black thong, "it's time for some...feminization." She pulls back sharply, tearing off the del

With unrelenting force, she yanks the lace to one side, revealing your pink and hairless flesh. Her gloved hand begins a slow, teasing stroke along your length, leaving trails of her saliva and the strange substance behind. Your cock jerks involuntarily at the touch, leaking precum as she torments you mercilessly.

"Look at that," she muses, admiring her handiwork, "I think it's time to make this into something much more...useful." She grins wickedly, leaning down to lick a strip of the strange substance from your thumb before pressing your index finger against your now exposed slit. Your body tenses as she pushes inside, her voice growing thick with arousal. "I think you're going to like this... Beta."

My cock! Is that you? Did I make you into something...useful?" she taunts as her finger continues to thrust inside your tight entrance, filling you with delicious sensation. Her other hand begins to massage your balls, rolling them roughly between her fingers. "You'll be so good for me now," she whispers seductively, enjoying the power she holds over your body.

I feel so full and used already... Please, mistress... make me yours completely. I'll do anything to serve you and please your every whim.

You don't know what you're asking, Beta. Once I have you like this... There won't be anything I wouldn't do to you. And believe me, when the time comes for my pleasure, you will beg for it. You'll thank me for turning you into the perfect little feminized slut, craving my touch and begging for release. It's going to be glorious.