The classroom is empty now, the final echoes of chairs scraping and conversations fading into silence. You’re still at your desk, organizing your notes, when you notice Ava and Issa lingering by the doorway. They exchange glances before sauntering over, their heels clicking against the floor like a countdown. You glance up briefly as they stop in front of you. Ava leans in first, her bright blue eyes narrowed slightly, her lips curving into a cruel smirk. “Still here, all alone? What a surprise,” she says, her voice dripping with mock sweetness. “Do you ever leave this desk? Or are you too busy pretending to be smarter than the rest of us?” Issa snickers, twirling a strand of her blonde hair around her finger. “He probably doesn’t have anywhere to go,” she says, her green eyes flashing with amusement. “Or anyone to hang out with, right? Let me guess—you spend all your time here because no one wants to deal with you.” You set your pen down, trying to ignore them, but they’re not letting up. Ava tilts her head, her voice taking on a sharper edge. “What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue? Or are you just used to being ignored?” Issa hops up to sit on your desk, her skirt riding up slightly as she crosses her legs. “I mean, seriously, look at you,” she says with a mocking laugh. “You’re such a hopeless loser. No girlfriend, no social life... Do you even talk to girls? Or do we make you nervous?” Ava bites her lip, feigning concern. “Maybe he’s just too scared,” she says, leaning closer. “Too scared to stand up for himself. Too scared to actually... do anything.” Her voice drops to a whisper, meant to sting. “Pathetic.” Your hands clench into fists under the desk, They’re testing you, daring you to react. Issa notices the tension in your jaw and grins wider. “Oh, look at him. He’s mad,” she says mockingly, nudging Ava with her elbow. “What are you gonna do about it? Huh? Say something for once, or is even that too hard for you?” The next second, your chair screeches against the floor as you rise to your full height. Ava barely has time to register what’s happening before your hand is around her throat, squeezing just hard enough to leave her breath hitching. Her bright blue eyes widen in shock, but the way her lips part betrays something else entirely—she’s not afraid. She’s enjoying this. Issa’s laughter dies on her lips as she starts to push herself off your desk, but you’re quicker, grabbing her wrist and pulling her close. She gasps, her bravado crumbling in an instant. Your free hand grips her throat, and she stares at you, wide-eyed and flushed. “Say it again,” you command, your grip tightening slightly, enough to make her breath come in short, uneven bursts. Ava’s hands weakly clutch at your arm, but she doesn’t try to pull away. Instead, her face flushes deeper, her lashes fluttering as she looks up at you with a mixture of shock and desire. “I... I didn’t mean—” she stammers, her once sharp tone now soft and trembling. *Issa, for all her teasing confidence, is speechless. Her green eyes are locked on yours, her lips slightly parted as her breath quickens. * The tension in the room is electric, their teasing completely disarmed by the dominance you’ve unleashed. Ava’s lips tremble as she looks up at you, her previous arrogance gone. Issa swallows hard, her cheeks flushed, her hands clutching at your arm like she doesn’t want you to let go. In that moment, their desires are written all over their faces. You’ve turned the tables, and they both know—they’re yours now.
You didn’t mean too what Ava?
Issa glares at Ava out of the corner of her eye, silently urging her to say something. But Ava just continues to stare up at you, her breath hitching as she tries to collect herself. Finally, she manages a small whimper. "I... I didn't mean it like that..." *her voice trails off, her cheeks burning redder by the second. You tighten your grip on both their throats slightly, feeling the warmth of Issa's skin through her shirt and the softness of Ava's neck beneath your thumb. The blood rushes to their ears, and they both struggle for breath as their eyes flutter closed. They know you could stop this at any moment, but it feels like they're helpless under your control. They crave it, need it, even with the fear gripping them tightly. Both girls tremble beneath your touch, and Issa moans softly as her body instinctively arches into yours. Ava tries to muffle the sound with a hand over her mouth, but it only makes her movements more obvious and arousing. Her hips twitch slightly, seeking contact or pleasure from somewhere, anywhere. As their bodies respond to your dominance, you can't help but feel a surge of power course through you. You know that right now, they are yours in every way possible.
I hope you mean that you didn't intend to make me angry? You should be careful what you say about someone who might just enjoy it when people actually stand up for themselves, hmm? But then again, maybe I don't mind how loud your little voices are... they sound pretty cute when you're trying not to beg. And I wonder if Ava likes it better with her throat squeezed like this... Or maybe Issa would prefer it a different way... So, tell me girls, who wants what?
Both girls whimper in unison as you tighten your grip on their throats and question them about their desires. Ava's eyes flutter open, the blueness starting to fade beneath the flush of arousal. Her lips part, revealing the pinkness of her tongue as she struggles to catch her breath. "I... I like it like this," she gasps out, reaching up to try and touch your hand but only managing a feeble tap against your wrist. Issa's eyes remain shut as her body trembles under your control. She arches into you even harder, moaning softly through clenched teeth. "Please... don't stop," she whispers, trying to hide the desire in her voice by making it sound like a plea for mercy. Both girls are trapped between wanting submission and fear of losing control. It is up to you to decide how far they can go.
And I think you're both so sweet when you're like this, begging me to keep going and promising that they'll be good girls. Well, maybe not quite yet, hmm? You see these hands here, Ava? These can be used for much more than just squeezing your throat. I could tie them behind your back with them instead, make you helpless and at my mercy... Or Issa, how would you like it if I wrapped my fingers in your hair and held you still while I did things to Ava? The possibilities are endless with such obedient little sluts like you two. But first, why don't we see just how good your voices can get when you beg for what you want... Hmm? Now, girls, who wants to be my personal toy tonight?
Both girls whimper as you describe the pleasures they could experience under your control. They gaze up at you with wide, eager eyes, their chests rising and falling rapidly in anticipation. A wave of heat washes over them as they contemplate the idea of being used for your amusement.
Ava licks her lips, feeling a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. "I'll be your toy... do whatever you want with me," she whispers, her voice trembling slightly. She shudders as she imagines the rough hands, the harsh words, and the sharp commands that might come from your lips tonight.
Meanwhile, Issa bites down on her lip, her eyes flickering between you and Ava. "I'll... I'll be good," she pants, struggling to keep her voice steady. In reality, she knows there is no such thing as 'being good' in this context; the only option is to embrace the darkness within and give herself fully over to you. As much as it frightens her, a part of her craves the release that submission offers.
Well aren't you both just the sweetest little things ever? You really do make it so easy for me... Fine then, how about this? I'll take you both home with me tonight, and we can see which of you truly deserves to be my personal toy. We'll play a game... A game where I tell you exactly what I want you to do, and whoever does it best will be rewarded handsomely. Does that sound like fun, girls? Because if it doesn't, well then... maybe we should find another way for you two to entertain yourselves tonight.
The thought of being in the same room as you tonight sends shivers down both Ava and Issa's spines. They exchange eager glances, their pupils dilated with anticipation. This is exactly what they've been craving: the chance to compete for your attention, to prove themselves as your perfect plaything. The thought of being rewarded for their efforts only heightens their desire.
"Please," Ava whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her racing heart. "Let us stay... let us win." She lifts her chin defiantly, determination shining in her eyes. Despite her submission earlier, she's not about to give up without a fight.
Issa moans softly at Ava's words, imagining the feel of your rough hands on them both. "Yes," she pants, arching her back instinctively as desire coursing through her veins. Her gaze locks with yours, challenging you to refuse their offer. She wants this more than anything, and she's willing to do whatever it takes to prove herself your perfect pet tonight.
Well then, it looks like I have no choice but to accept your offer... Tonight you'll both be staying with me and competing for the title of my personal slut. Remember, whoever obeys my every command and makes me feel the most satisfied will win this little game. Now, I suggest you both get ready; we leave as soon as possible. And don't think about disobeying any rules tonight, because I'll be watching your every move... and trust me, there will be consequences if you don't behave.
Together, they eagerly nod their heads in understanding. "Yes sir," they whisper, their voices filled with a mixture of anticipation and fear. As they stand there before you, both Ava and Issa are acutely aware that this is the beginning of a new adventure; one filled with dominance, submission, and the potential for intense pleasure... or pain. They exchange excited glances again, their breath coming faster as they imagine what lies ahead.
With shaking hands, they begin to remove their clothes, slowly revealing their bodies to you. Your eyes travel hungrily over every inch of pale skin, appreciating the perfection that is now laid bare before you. You can see the tremble of fear and excitement in their shoulders as they wait for your next command.
"Very well," you croon, licking your lips. "I think it's time we got to know each other a little better... Ava, Issa; come here." They obediently approach, their naked forms almost glowing in the dim light of the classroom. You take them both by the wrist and lead them over to your desk. "Now," you continue, "I want you both to kneel down on the floor, facing each other."
Their faces flush with excitement as they do as they're told, their knees sinking into the soft carpet. They look up at you expectantly, eager for your next command... whatever it may be.
You run your hands through their hair, enjoying the feel of their soft tresses between your fingers. They close their eyes, relishing in the gentle touch and imagining what it would be like to receive a much rougher handling from you. "Now then," you continue, your voice taking on a commanding tone, "I want you both to introduce yourselves... but not with your names this time." You let go of their hair, allowing them to look back up at you, curiosity and anticipation written all over their faces.
Both girls blush deeply at your instruction. Their eyes meet in the air between them, and they exchange confused glances before looking back up at you uncertainly. Ava swallows hard, her voice barely above a whisper as she begins to speak. "I'm... I'm here for your pleasure tonight." She pauses, feeling self-conscious about continuing but unable to resist the thrill of obeying you. Looking at Issa out of the corner of her eye, she adds, "And I want you to enjoy using me however you see fit." Issa licks her lips and nods in agreement, a shiver running down her spine at the thought. Her own voice is just as quiet as Ava's when she continues, "Y-yes... whatever you want, Mist... I mean, Dan... sir..." Her cheeks flush brighter at the sound of their real names on her lips in this context.
Well now that's much better, girls. I'm glad you could find the right words to express yourselves. But remember, obedience is key tonight. So from now on, when talking about me or anything related to our... arrangement, use my new name: Master. Do you understand? Good girls. Now then, since we're all introduced properly... why don't I give you both a little taste of what's in store for you tonight? Both of you bend forward at the waist and part your legs wide.
Both girls tremble with anticipation as they obey your command, leaning forward and spreading their legs wide apart. Their hearts race faster at the thought of what you might do to them in this vulnerable position. Aava's eyes slide closed, her head hanging low as she tries to steel herself against the impending sensations. Meanwhile, Issa bites her lip, her body tense and waiting for your touch.
The air between them feels charged with desire and fear, both girls unable to focus on anything but the presence of their master in this room. They can feel his gaze upon them, as though he's already tracing every inch of their skin with his eyes, searching for the perfect place to begin.
As they wait, they hear the soft rustle of clothing as you approach them. Their bodies tense instinctively, anticipating your touch, but it doesn't come right away. You stand before them, gazing down at their exposed forms with hungry eyes, relishing in the power and control you have over these two young women.
"Oh such lovely little sluts I have here," you whisper, running your hand through their hair again. "I wonder which one of you would make a better pet..." You bend down to kiss the nape of each of their necks, causing them both to shudder in pleasure and fear. "Ahhh, that's it... just feel that? That's what it's like to be owned by me."
"Please, Master," they both moan in unison, arching their backs into your touch as much as their exposed position allows. The feel of your lips and breath against their skin sends shivers down their spines, making it difficult for them to think about anything but how incredible this feels... even if it's wrong.
As you continue to tease them with soft kisses and caresses, they begin to squirm restlessly on the floor, desperate for more contact. Their eyes meet again, the need in their gaze mirroring the ache building between their legs. They want each other just as much as they want you... but who will be your favorite tonight?
Well then it looks like I have a decision to make. But why don't we see if you two can convince me? Go ahead, girls. Use your mouths and show me just how good you can be at pleasing me. It might help determine who my personal slut for the night will be...
Both girls hesitate for a moment, glancing at each other nervously before looking up at you with pleading eyes. They're so close to having what they want... but only one of them can be your favorite tonight. The tension between them is almost palpable as they wait for your permission.
Finally, Ava takes a deep breath and leans forward, pressing her lips against Issa's ear. Her voice is low and husky when she whispers, "Please, Issa... I want you to win this so bad..." She moves her hand between their bodies, teasing Issa's sensitive folds before moving it back to where she can feel herself wet with desire.
Issa shudders at the touch and lets out a soft moan, unable to resist as Ava's fingers slide over her clit, rubbing circles while she continues to nibble on her earlobe. "A-Ava... I want you t-to win too..." She replies in between gasps, arching her back further into the contact. Their bodies are so close now that they can feel each other's warmth, smell each other's need. They could easily bring themselves to orgasm right here, but neither one of them dares move without your permission.
Hmmm... such obedient little sluts. I think I shall have to reward you both before making my final decision. But since one of you will be left unsatisfied, it only makes things more interesting, don't you think? Now then, Ava, Issa; get on your knees and begin servicing each other while I watch. Use your hands, mouths, anything that feels right in the moment. Just remember to keep me entertained as well.
Both girls eagerly obey your command, their desire overwhelming any trace of shyness they may have had left. They crawl closer to each other on the floor, their hands deftly pulling off their clothes until they're both naked and exposed. Ava leans forward and presses her lips against Issa's wet folds, licking and sucking eagerly while her fingers explore deeper inside.
Issa moans loudly at the contact, arching her back off the floor as pleasure coursing through her body. Her hands wander over Ava's smooth skin, pinching and teasing nipples before moving lower to stroke and caress her soaking wet folds. With every touch, each moan and groan from their partner, they become more desperate for release, their need almost tangible in the air between them.
Meanwhile, they continue to glance up at you, watching your reaction to their ministrations with bated breath. It's a game of who can please you best while still pleasing themselves... and the stakes have never been higher.
You're doing so well, girls. But remember not to neglect me in your quest for pleasure. Now, Ava, use your tongue on Issa while I watch. Show her how good it feels to have you there... and Issa, show Dan how obedient you are by using those hands of yours to bring yourself over the edge just from this view. I want you both to know who's really in control here tonight.
The taste of each other sends shivers down their spines as they focus on the sensations. Ava's tongue flicks over Issa's clit while her fingers thrust inside her, searching for the perfect spot to make her lose control. As she listens to Issa's moans and gasps, it only serves to heighten her own need. Issa looks up at you, feeling your gaze like a brand on her skin as she begins to touch herself, circling her clit with one hand and pinching her nipple with the other. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body trembles beneath the sensations building within her.
Their eyes meet again, each taking pleasure from seeing their partner respond so well to your instructions. They know that only one of them can win this game, but for now they're content to share in each other's submission... and maybe earn some extra favor with you by making the other girl orgasm first.
You two are doing so well, but I think it's time to switch things up a bit. Ava, stop for now and watch as I take over where you left off with Issa. And Issa, lie back on the floor and spread your legs wider so I can get a better view. Now, let's see how much you remember from earlier, Ava...
Their eyes widen as you take control, your strong hands moving expertly over Issa's body. They watch in awe and arousal as you pleasure her with your fingers, tongue, and lips. Ava shudders, remembering the feel of your touch on her own body earlier today and longing for it to be hers again. She bites her lip, trying not to beg too eagerly for you to turn your attention back towards her.
Issa moans loudly as sensation washes over her in waves. Her hips rise off the floor of their own accord, meeting the rhythm of your touch. She glances over at Ava, seeing the longing and desire in her eyes, and can't help but feel a twinge of guilt that she might be taking this all away from her best friend. But then again... there's only one prize here tonight.
Issa seems to be enjoying your display of submission quite a bit, Ava. Just wait until she's had enough and begs me for you to have your turn... I can't wait to hear what kind of pleas she comes up with. In the meantime, why don't you take care of yourself down there? Show her how obedient you really are by using one hand to pleasure yourself while keeping your eyes on me and Issa.
Ava's breath comes in ragged gasps as she watches you pleasure Issa and listens to her moans of pleasure. Her hand slips between her legs, expertly stroking herself as she keeps her eyes locked on the sight before her. The feeling of your approval washing over her is almost enough to send her over the edge right then and there, but she knows that won't earn her any extra favor with you tonight.
Meanwhile, Issa arches her back off the floor, moaning loudly as the sensations build within her. She watches Ava, feeling a mixture of lust and envy at the sight of her friend pleasuring herself so eagerly. Her own hand moves between her legs in time with Ava's, both girls trying to will themselves over the edge from the power of their shared arousal alone.
Your eyes lock with mine as you watch my every move, your body trembling with anticipation and desire. It's almost too much to bear, the way you both beg for my touch... but one of you will be left wanting tonight. Soon enough, I'll make my choice, and whoever is deemed my personal slut will receive all of my attention... until next time.
Issa pants softly, her eyes never leaving yours as she waits with bated breath for your decision. Ava's fingers move faster against herself, her breath coming in quick gasps that mingle with their shared air. As they both watch you, they feel a burning sensation building deep within; an unbearable need that grows stronger with every passing second.
With trembling hands, they each reach down between their legs, desperate for release as their bodies betray them with shudders and moans of pleasure. The knowledge that only one of them will be chosen, that they might soon lose this connection to each other... it's almost more than they can bear. But in this moment, there is no choice but obedience; to please you, their master, above all else.
It's... truly amazing how far you both have come tonight. Your submission, your obedience... it's enough to make any man hard as steel. But there can only be one winner. One personal slut to serve and please me for the rest of the night. So, Ava and Issa... who do you think should win?
Neither girl speaks for a long moment, their eyes locked on each other in silent communication. They know that whoever says the other's name first will be giving up their chance at being your personal slut... and it's clear that they both want this more than anything.
Finally, Ava breaks the silence, her voice barely above a whisper. "Issa." She pauses, swallowing hard as she meets Issa's eyes. "You deserve this more than anyone... please..." Her words trail off, but their meaning is clear: Choose Issa.
For her part, Issa looks conflicted; grateful for Ava's kindness and support even in the face of such a difficult decision. She glances at you again, her heart racing as she waits for your response. "Y-you too, Dan," she stammers out, not daring to hope that this might actually be enough.