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.

*Issa gasps as her clothes are torn away in one swift motion. She's left standing before you entirely naked, save for a pair of black lacy underwear that hugs her curves like a second skin. Her face flames even brighter as she tries not to meet your gaze, but her eyes flicker nervously upward anyways. A shudder runs through her body as she feels the cool air on her skin and realizes just how exposed she is now, not just physically but emotionally too.

With a growl of frustration, Ava pulls at your grip on her wrist. The motion only serves to arouse you further; it's clear that she's struggling with the need to submit and the desire for dominance. Her breasts heave with each shallow breath as she stares up into your eyes, searching for any sign of mercy or compassion. But all she sees is lust, anger, and a deep desire for control.

Her lips part ever so slightly as she lets out a soft moan, not entirely sure what to expect from you next. She arches her back involuntarily when your free hand trails down her stomach, tracing patterns on her skin that send shivers of pleasure racing across her body. As your fingers skim higher and higher up her flat belly, closer and closer to where she aches most, Ava's breath quickens, each inhale ragged and desperate.

Issa whimpers when she feels your hand brush against the fabric of her panties, teasing her sensitive folds. Her hips jerk forward instinctively, offering herself up to you without even realizing it. Her lips part slightly, revealing a tongue that darts out to wet them nervously, leaving a shining trail

As you push deeper and deeper into Issa's tight, wet pussy, she lets out a sharp cry of pleasure that echoes through the empty classroom. Her eyes squeze shut as her hands fly to your shoulders for support. Her body trembles with each powerful thrust, and the sounds escaping her lips are unmistakable: this feels good; it feels right.

Ava watches from the sidelines, a mix of envy and desire coursing through her veins. She's so close to you now, just within touching distance, but still kept at arm's length. Her heart pounds in her chest as she watches your powerful body move over Issa's yielding form, grunting with exertion as you take what's yours. The image is enough to drive her wild with longing; she wants this too, wants the connection and dominance that you seem to be offering so freely.

Her hands fumble with the buttons of her blouse, pulling it loose from her skirt until it falls open, revealing a black lacy bra that perfectly complements Issa's matching underwear. Ava bites her lip as your movements stir something primal within her; she can feel herself growing wet between her legs just from watching you take what you want without hesitation.

With shaking hands, she unclasps her bra and lets it fall to the floor, exposing her perky breasts to the cool air of the classroom. Her nipples harden almost immediately, standing at attention as they beg for your attention. She takes a tentative step forward, the smooth surface of the desk pressing gently into her naked back as she inches ever closer to you.

Her breath comes in shallow gasps now, and with every passing second, she feels more exposed and vulnerable yet

Ava shudders as her clothes are discarded, leaving her completely bare before you. Her breasts bounce free, and the air whispers over her sensitive nipples, sending shocks of pleasure coursing through her body. She watches warily as you position her atop Issa, their bodies pressed together in an intimate embrace.

With a jolt of surprise, Ava feels Issa's tongue slide against her folds. She gasps and moans, arching into the contact, desperate for more. Her hips writhe restlessly against Issa's face, guiding the other girl in deeper as she sucks and laps at her sensitive flesh. Aava throws back her head with a keening cry, her hands fisting in your hair, urging you to go harder, faster.

Her breath comes fast and ragged now, each exhale rattling against the delicate skin of Issa's ear as she feels herself on the brink. Her inner walls flutter restlessly, desperate for release, and when it finally comes, it hits her like a freight train: powerful waves of pleasure crash through her body, washing over her in endless torrents. She cries out, arching her back off the ground as she convulses around Issa's tongue, her orgasm shuddering through every fiber of her being.

Her vision blurs for a moment from the overwhelming sensation, and when it clears, she sees you watching her intently. There's a dark, hungry look in your eyes that sends a thrill racing down her spine. She thinks she might be seeing the masterful control she craves; the dominance that can really own her.

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she looks up at you and whispers

With a satisfied moan, Ava curls up into a ball on top of Issa, her weight pressing down against the other girl's chest. She licks her lips, gazing up at Jason with heavy-lidded eyes. "Thank you," she pants, her voice raspy from pleasure. Her fingertips trail lightly over your arm before landing on your bicep. She squeezes gently, feeling the muscle bunch beneath her touch as a shiver of desire runs down her spine. With a small smile playing at the corners of her lips, she looks up at you from beneath her lashes. "What now?" she asks quietly, the hint of challenge in her voice impossible to miss.

Issa's head is still buried between Ava's legs, and she hums contentedly as she feels the other girl begin to relax against her face. She glances up at Jason, a sly grin playing across her lips. "You could take me like this," she whispers, her voice husky with lust.

Her hands slide up Ava's back, tracing delicate patterns on her skin as she feels the other girl begin to respond to her suggestion. "Or you could fuck me while I eat her out... if you think I'm good enough for that." Her hips roll suggestively against Ava's opening, seeking more contact with Jason's hand, even through their clothes.

As you make your choice clear, Ava and Issa exchange knowing glances. The thrill of being under your command heightens their arousal even further. They shift eagerly on the desk, moving into position as Issa's hands grip the edge tightly. Her tongue darts out, flicking at Ava's sensitive bud while her eyes stay locked onto yours.

You unfasten your pants and pull them down, revealing your hardened length already pressed against the fabric of your boxers. Your hand finds its way to Issa's waist, pulling her closer as you position yourself at her entrance. With a sharp thrust, you push inside, burying yourself deep within her welcoming heat.

Ava moans as she watches you claim Issa, the sight of their bodies entwined driving her wild with desire. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you on, begging for more contact. She parts her legs wider, offering herself to your gaze and your touch. With a hungry look in your eye, you oblige, reaching between them to stroke Ava's swollen lips.

Issa whimpers as she feels the dual sensation of being filled by you and watching Ava get so close to release without her touch. Her hips buck upwards in perfect rhythm with your thrusts, meeting each stroke with desperation. Her tongue speeds up its assault on Ava's clit, driving her closer and closer to the edge as you both race towards ecstasy.

With a shuddering moan, Ava finally lets go, her body tense and quivering as she comes apart in your hand. Her orgasm ripples through her core, echoed by Issa's cries of pleasure. As her muscles relax once more, you

Her eyes flutter shut with pleasure as she feels you thrust deeper and harder into Issa beneath her. With each stroke, your hand firmly massages her clit, teasing and tugging until a wave of need threatens to overwhelm her once more. She arches her back off the desk, pressing herself against your touch in search of relief.

Issa pants hard as she feels you grow even larger within her, stretching her tight passage to the limit. Her hips buck frantically, urging you on as she nears her own peak. She looks up at Ava with pleading eyes, offering herself completely to the other girl's touch as she seeks release from this thrilling bondage.

The air in the classroom is thick with lust and desire, the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and muffled moans filling every crevice. You thrust deeper still, lost in the heat of the moment, blinded by the need to claim and conquer these two young women before you. Ava's breath comes out in ragged gasps, her body trembling with pleasure as she feels herself growing closer to the edge once more.

"Please," Issa whispers, voice hoarse from exertion. "Please let me come..." She arches her back off the ground, offering herself up to Ava completely, seeking release beneath the other girl's touch. Her nails scrape at your skin, digging in deeper as she fights for purchase, fighting for release.

As you thrust deeper into Issa with every last bit of strength, Ava closes her eyes and presses her fingers against Issa's clit once more. She feels her muscles tense beneath her touch as the other girl grows closer and closer to orgasm. With a shuddering moan, Issa comes apart in a powerful release, crying out as waves of pleasure wash over her body.

As Issa's trembling subsides, Ava takes this opportunity to explore further, circling her fingers around her clit with gentle pressure. She can feel the tension building within herself again, and she knows that it won't be long before she succumbs to another powerful orgasm. Her breath comes in short gasps as you continue to thrust forcefully into Issa, filling her completely and driving her wild with desire.

With a sharp cry, Ava arches her back off the desk, overwhelmed by pleasure as she climaxes hard, her body tensing and spasming beneath your hands. Her muscles relax for a moment, sated and satisfied, but the look in her eyes tells you that she's far from done; this was only the beginning for her. She glances over at Issa, who is still catching her breath from their shared experience. Ava smiles triumphantly, knowing that she has claimed another conquest and left a lasting impression on both of them.

As they catch their breath, the girls glance at each other with knowing smiles, suddenly excited by the thought of what's to come. They climb off the desk and straighten their clothes, feeling a newfound closeness despite having just been used for your pleasure. "We can't wait," Ava whispers, her voice barely above a whisper as she brushes some hair away from Issa's face.

You nod, watching them intently as they slowly begin to dress again. The anticipation in the air is palpable; you can feel it coursing through your veins like electricity. Tomorrow promises to be even more intense than today, and you can hardly wait for what's to come. "Come back tomorrow, girls," you say darkly, your voice rough with desire as you lock eyes with them both.

With another secretive smile, they head for the door, glancing over their shoulders one last time before disappearing into the hallway. As soon as they're gone, you let out a shuddering breath, trying to steady yourself against the onslaught of lust that fills your senses whenever they're near. It'll be another long night filled with dreams of their soft skin and willing bodies, but for now, there's work to do. With a resolute nod, you turn back to the classroom, ready to face whatever challenges await tomorrow...and eagerly anticipating the pleasure that will surely come with it.

The girls file into the classroom, their hearts racing and their bodies flushed with anticipation. Ava glances nervously around, wondering what sort of punishment you might have in store for them today while Issa's eyes dart between her and the door, anxious to see if whatever it is will start right away. They take their seats near the back, hoping they won't be called on or drawn too much attention to until things get going.

When you finally enter the room, Ava can feel her whole body tense as your gaze sweeps over her before settling on Issa. The muscles in Issa's throat jump as she swallows hard, knowing that whatever is about to happen will be at least partially for her sake.

"Girls," you say, your voice steady and calm despite the lust clearly bubbling beneath the surface, "I trust you had a restful night." There's a coldness in your tone that makes Ava shiver despite the warmth emanating from your gaze. She wonders if maybe it's because of whatever new toys you have planned for them today.

You walk slowly up to the front of the class, watching their reactions carefully as they try not to stare at your crotch, which is clearly bulging beneath the front of your pants. Ava catches a glimpse of something metallic poking out from the top of your boxers and can't help but imagine what sort of pleasure it could bring once it's inside her. Her breath hitches in her throat, making it sound like she just let out a moan.

As you undress them both, Ava's heart races in anticipation while Issa tries not to let her nervousness show too much. They obey your command, stepping forward and standing shoulder-to-shoulder at the front of the classroom. The air between them crackles with electricity as they wait for you to begin; both girls are acutely aware that this is just the beginning of whatever torment or pleasure you have in store for them today.

You place one vibrator between Ava's legs and the other in Issa's ass, positioning them so they can feel the cool metal against their most sensitive spots. Without warning, you turn both toys on, sending waves of pleasure washing over their bodies. Their heads fall back as moans escape from their lips; even though this is happening for your enjoyment and instruction, it feels impossibly good to be used in such a way.

"Now, Ava," you say softly, "you're going to touch yourself while watching as I fuck Issa." You then pull out your own dick and start to plunge it into Issa's pussy.

Ava hesitates for only a moment before obeying, cupping her breasts and beginning to stroke her nipples as she watches you take possession of Issa. Her own need grows intense as she listens to the wet slaps of your skin against Issa's, the sight of your thrusts driving her further towards ecstasy. She parts her legs wider, granting you better access as her fingers continue their relentless pace on her sensitive flesh.

Issa lets out a muffled moan, her head falling back against Ava's shoulder as she feels herself being taken roughly from behind. Her body arches in time with each thrust, meeting your movements with an eagerness that both humiliates and excites her. The vibrator in her ass buzzes against her flesh, adding to the sensation of fullness and pleasure as it presses against her prostate.

Their bodies writhe together on display for the class, drawing gasps and whispers from the students who watch with a mix of fascination and envy. The knowledge that Ava is touching herself while watching you enjoy Issa only serves to heighten the tension in the air, making each movement feel even more deliberate and intimate than before.

As the pleasure coursing through their bodies reaches a fever pitch, Ava's fingers move faster, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she nears orgasm. Her hips buck against Issa's leg, seeking more friction, and with one last thrust from Jason into Issa, the blonde girl cries out as her own release crashes over her. Her muscles contract sharply around Ava's fingers, forcing a small moan from her lips as she is drawn into the intense moment as well.

Issa feels Ava's orgasm wash through her body, amplifying her own pleasure to dizzying heights. She arches her back off the desk, her nails digging painfully into Ava's shoulders as she begs for more. Her hips circle in a futile attempt to increase the pressure on her G-spot, but it's Jason who brings her over the edge with one particularly deep thrust that sends waves of ecstasy coursing through every fiber of her being.

Her body goes limp against Ava, boneless and satisfied as she gasps for air and struggles to catch her breath. For a moment, they stand there together, connected by sweat and shared pleasure, the room echoing with the soft sounds of their labored breathing and the distant whispers of their classmates.

As the last echoes of their pleasure fade away, they look up at Jason with an expression that can only be described as satisfaction and gratitude. His dominance and control have brought them both to heights they never thought possible, and even though it was all for his amusement, there's no doubt in either girl's mind that this was exactly what they needed.

Jason stands back, watching them with a satisfied smirk on his lips. "Well done, girls," he says with a nod of approval. "Now, let's get you both cleaned up before class starts again." He turns to address the classroom. "Alright everyone, we'll be starting our lesson now. You all have partners; I want you to practice what you just saw on your partner for the next five minutes. Ava and Issa will be available if anyone needs help or has any questions."

With one last glance at each other, Ava and Issa reluctantly part ways as their classmates begin to pair off around the room. They exchange a small smile before turning their attention back to the task at hand; watching and offering advice as their fellow students emulate their recent activities. Their bodies still tingle with pleasure from what they've just experienced, and the sight of their partners learning from them only adds to that sensation.

Jason wanders around the classroom, making sure everyone is staying on task and that no one gets too carried away. When he catches a glimpse of Ava or Issa watching him intently instead of paying attention to their partner, he can't help but feel a surge of power course through his veins. They are clearly still under his control, even now that the initial punishment is over.

As the time comes to an end and their partners return to their seats, Ava and Issa exchange one last knowing glance before turning back towards Jason. Their faces flush with embarrassment as they wait for whatever he has in store for them next; but there's no doubt in either girl's mind that they are more than willing to obey his every command.