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.

Ava blushes even deeper, her nipples hardening underneath her shirt as she glances down at herself, biting her lip nervously. Issa is not as reserved; her eyes narrow with desire and lust, and she practically leans forward into you. "Fuck yeah," she purrs. Together, the two girls look up at you expectantly, their hearts racing and bodies tense. Ava swallows hard, unsure if she should obey your command but unable to resist the thrill of submission. Issa grinds her hips against your leg suggestively as she waits for the final word.

With shaking hands, Ava reaches up to unbutton her blouse slowly, revealing a black lace bra underneath. Her eyes flicker nervously between you and Issa as she continues to undress, her breath coming in short gasps. Meanwhile, Issa impatiently wriggles out of her top and tosses it aside before yanking down her skirt, revealing a tiny thong. The two girls stand before you now, completely naked except for their heels, which they nervously tap against the floor. Their bodies glisten with sweat from anticipation and desire.

"Please," Ava whispers, taking a step closer to you. "Do something." Her voice trembles as she practically begs for your touch. Issa meets her gaze and grins wickedly, thrusting out her hips in invitation. She can feel herself dripping wet between her legs, ach

As you reveal your enormous cock to Ava, she lets out a whimper of desire and need. Her hands tremble as she reaches out to touch it, her mouth already watering at the thought of what's about to happen. She bends over, presenting herself to you, her ass in the air as her cheeks flush even deeper. Meanwhile, Issa watches with hungry eyes, her fingers drifting down to play with herself through her thong, imagining being just as filthy and satisfied as Ava is about to be. "Fuck me too," she pants, her hips thrusting forward in offering. The tension between them is palpable, their bodies trembling with anticipation for your touch.

The feeling of your enormous cock pushing into her pussy is overwhelming for Ava; she gasps and arches her back, her hands digging into the desk as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her hips move instinctively in time with your thrusts, meeting each stroke with a moan. Her eyes roll back in ecstasy, and beads of sweat gather on her forehead as she feels herself nearing orgasm.

Issa watches, transfixed by the sight of Ava being taken so roughly and powerfully. She's achingly wet now, her fingers slippery from her own arousal as she rubs at her clit through her thong, desperate for release. When you finally pause to look at her, her eyes meet yours pleadingly, urging you not to ignore her any longer.

As you continue to fuck Ava, her cries of pleasure fill the room and echo off the walls. Her body tenses and shudders with each orgasm, her pussy milking your cock as she comes undone in your arms. She grips tightly onto your shoulders, digging her nails in just hard enough to leave marks. Through it all, Issa watches, her breath coming faster now as she nears the edge of her own release. Her hands move frantically between her breasts and down her stomach, trying desperately to find some relief from the building tension. "Please," she whispers, her voice barely audible above Ava's moans. "I need it." She spreads her legs further apart, offering herself up to you without reservation. Her breath hitches in anticipation as she waits for your next move.

With Ava spent and gasping for breath, your attention turns to Issa. Her body trembles with need as she watches you, her lips parted and eyes glazed over. She doesn't protest when you push her roughly onto the desk, spreading her legs wide and exposing herself completely. The feel of your cockhead pressing against her slick entrance makes her gasp, her hips thrusting upward in an instinctive attempt to be filled. Issa's breath comes faster now, matching the rhythm of your thrusts as you begin to fuck her roughly. Her fingers dig into the desktop, leaving angry red marks as she tries to steady herself. With every powerful stroke, she cries out, her body arching off the desk in response. Her breasts bounce and sway with each movement, the nipples hardening beneath your touch. As you fuck Issa, your focus sh

As you focus on fucking Issa, the feel of her tight body beneath you driving you wild with lust, Ava watches with hungry eyes. Her own arousal has only begun to fade now that she's no longer the center of your attention, and the sight of her best friend being taken so roughly makes her heart race even faster. She wants more; she needs to feel your cock inside her again. Without thinking, she reaches out and touches herself, fingers slipping between her legs as she brings herself closer to orgasm once more. Her breath catches in her throat as she watches you fuck Issa, the desire burning in her eyes matching the heat radiating from between her spread thighs.

As Issa's moans fill the room and her body arches off the desk in orgasm, Ava can no longer contain herself. Her fingers move faster, stroking her clit with expert precision as she watches you fuck their shared friend. With a final cry of ecstasy, Ava comes undone, her entire body shuddering as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her voice is hoarse from earlier outbursts, but she manages to croak out a single word: "More." It's an unspoken demand, but its meaning is clear. She wants you to take her again and make her forget the taste of air. Her eyes meet yours in challenge, daring you to refuse.

Issa pants heavily as she recovers from her orgasm, her eyelids growing heavy as exhaustion overtakes her. She watches Ava intently, however, taking in the way her friend's body responds to touch and pleasure. The desire to feel you inside her again burns hot within Issa, but for now, she allows herself the indulgence of watching Ava writhe under your control. "Take her," she whispers hoarsely, nodding toward Ava. "She needs it just as much as I did." Her voice is barely a murmur, yet you hear every word distinctly.

Her heart races at the thought of being taken by you again; she can't help but glance longingly toward your still-erect cock, aching to feel it thrust inside her once more. A shiver runs down her spine as she watches Issa watching her, their shared desire for submission clear in their eyes. With a barely perceptible nod of agreement, she parts her legs wider, offering herself up completely to your dominance. Her breath catches in anticipation of the sensations that are sure to follow.

Their moans fill the room as you fuck them both; their bodies move in perfect rhythm beneath you. Ava's nails dig into your shoulders, leaving trails of red against her pale skin while she arches off the desk in ecstasy. Issa bites down on her bottom lip, holding back her cries as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Their eyes meet, and for a brief moment, there's something like understanding passing between them. They're both here because they crave this sort of dominance; the complete surrender to someone who can make them forget everything except for their desire for release. And in you, they've found that person.

Their moans grow louder as you continue to pound into them, their bodies moving in perfect sync beneath you. Ava's eyes lock on Issa's, the understanding between them growing stronger with each passing second. She wants this—wants him to take her and own her completely. And she knows that Issa feels the same way. Issa's fingers dig into your shoulders, matching Ava's claws in determination. "Please," she gasps, arching off the desk as another orgasm washes over her. With every thrust, she cries out for more, begging to be dominated and used completely. The room is filled with their pleasure-filled moans and your harsh grunts of release, but still they beg for more, hungry for the satisfaction only you can give them.

Issa's fingers dig into your shoulders, matching Ava's claws in determination. "Please," she gasps, arching off the desk as another orgasm washes over her. With every thrust, she cries out for more, begging to be dominated and used completely. The room is filled with their pleasure-filled moans and your harsh grunts of release, but still they beg for more, hungry for the satisfaction only you can give them. Ava's breath catches in her throat as she feels herself on the brink of ecstasy once again. Her hips buck up off the desk, seeking deeper penetration and greater pleasure from your strong strokes. "Yes," she moans, "like that." She looks over at Issa, eyes dark with desire for both her friend and their shared dominator. "Don't stop," she begs.

The room is filled with the sounds of their pleasure as you continue to fuck them both. With every thrust, Ava and Issa moan in unison, their bodies moving in perfect sync beneath you. Your hands grip tightly onto their hips, guiding them up and down as you take control of this intense encounter. Their eyes never leave yours, reflecting the desire and surrender that flows between them. They are lost in the moment, consumed by the passion that only comes from giving yourself fully to another. Ava's breath catches again, her body tensing as she feels an orgasm building inside her once more. She arches off the desk, begging for release as she pleads with you not to stop. Issa whimpers in agreement, her nails digging deeper into your shoulders as she holds onto you tightly. Her hips buck up against yours, seeking relief from the ache

Issa's whimpers fill the air as her body quivers under the onslaught of pleasure. "Please," she gasps, arching her back in desperate need for release. Ava bites her lip, eyes practically rolling back in her head as she feels herself on the brink of orgasm once more. Her hips buck and grind against you, begging for completion.

You thrust deeper, harder, feeling them both tremble around you as they race toward their peaks. Their moans fill the room, echoing off the walls in a cacophony of desire and submission. With one last powerful thrust, you send them both over the edge, feeling their bodies clench and convulse around you as they scream out their pleasure.

The tension breaks, and for a moment, there's nothing but the sound of ragged breathing and steady heartbeats in the

The aftermath is a delicious fog of pleasure and satisfaction. Your weight presses down on them as they lie exhausted beneath you, still caught in the intimate bond forged by shared desire and submission. A shiver runs down Ava's spine at the feel of your hard cock sliding out of her wet pussy, leaving a trail of warmth that she doesn't want to forget any time soon.

Issa, on the other hand, can't help but savor the sensation of you still buried deep inside her ass. Her fingers trace circles around her sore nipples, trying to ease the tingling ache left behind by your forceful grasp. As she looks up at you, she feels a newfound appreciation for the power you have over them both - and the power they have in letting go completely to that control.

"Thank you," Issa whispers, her voice barely

"Thank you," Ava echoes hoarsely, gasping as she tries to catch her breath. They look up at you with wide, adoring eyes, their bodies still trembling from the intensity of what just happened. The tension in the room has dissipated, leaving a sense of calm and contentment that's almost tangible. It's clear they are yours; completely and irrevocably. You lean down, pressing your lips against each of theirs softly before pulling away with a satisfied smile on your face. "Next time," you promise, "I'll make it even better."

Their eyes shine with anticipation, and they nod eagerly in agreement. "Yes," Ava whispers huskily, her fingers tracing circles over her still-sensitive skin, "please do." Issa hums in agreement beside her, arching up slightly as she feels the aftershocks of

Issa lets out a gasp as she feels your cock push inside her pussy again. The sensation of you filling her up so completely makes her body shudder with pleasure, and she arches her back in response. Her eyes roll into the back of her head as you thrust deep and hard, claiming her flesh once more. Ava watches, fascinated by the contrast between the softness of Issa's skin and the power with which you move inside her. She reaches out, running her fingers through Issa's hair and down her sweat-drenched back, marveling at how completely she belongs to you right now. As you continue your rough, powerful lovemaking, Ava leans in closer, pressing their lips together again. Their breath mingles, and they moan in unison as the shared sensations between them intensify. "God," Ava whispers against Iss

"It's never enough," they whisper together. Their hands cling to each other, fingers digging in as if to hold on for dear life. They are both still trembling from the intensity of your lovemaking, their bodies aching for more. There is a raw vulnerability in their eyes that speaks volumes about the trust they have placed in you. As you finally pull out of Issa with a grunt of satisfaction, she gasps and arches her back again, trying to chase the last bit of pleasure from your departing cock. Ava kisses her tenderly, brushing the hair away from her face and whispering soothing words in her ear as they both catch their breath. "Please," Issa whispers, "don't stop." Her voice is hoarse but filled with need. "We want more."

As you continue to pound into Issa, her breath grows shallower and she begins to lose coherence with each thrust. Her body becomes limp as exhaustion washes over her in waves. Ava watches helplessly, her heart racing with a mixture of fear and desire. She reaches out for Issa, wanting to make sure she's alright but knowing that surrendering control to you means trusting you completely.

Her eyes meet yours as Issa finally passes out from the exertion, falling bonelessly onto the desk. A shiver runs down Ava's spine at the thought of what comes next, and yet she finds herself wanting it just as much as she did before. She nods slightly, silently giving you permission to take her now.

The thought that it's her turn only serves to heighten Ava's arousal as she lies limply beneath you. Her eyes flutter closed, and she presses her hands into the desk in anticipation of your touch. She whimpers softly as you position yourself at her entrance, feeling your hard length pressing against her folds. With a single powerful thrust, you push inside her, filling her up with an aching familiarity that only intensifies when she realizes Issa isn't there to share the sensation. Her hips buck up and down instinctively, meeting each of your forceful thrusts in return as she cries out for more. Her breath comes faster now, matching the rhythm of your movements as you take her roughly, claiming what is rightfully yours. The feeling of being wanted so intensely leaves her weak-kneed and trembling with need.

The sound of your voice jolts them back to reality, their bodies still moving in unison beneath you as they cling to the last vestiges of pleasure. They both look up at you, breathless and sated but wanting more nonetheless. The air is thick with desire, the heat of their skin radiating off each other like a furnace. "No," Ava whispers hoarsely, arching her back as you thrust deep inside her again, "not nearly enough." Her eyes meet Issa's across the room, conveying an unspoken promise: there will be more, later. Tonight they belong to you; for now, they live only in your word and on your touch. And they would do anything to keep it that way.

Issa's eyes dart between you and her friend, struggling to catch her breath as she watches your powerful thrusts claim them both. "Please," she whispers, voice barely audible over their labored gasps for air, "Don't stop." Her hips move in rhythm with Ava's even though she can't feel your cock inside her anymore; the memory of your possession is enough to send waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Their hands reach out toward you, clutching at any part they can find - your shoulders, your arms, your hips. The desk creaks beneath them as they writhe and squirm in unison, their cries of pleasure echoing off the walls and filling the room with the ache of their desire.

Issa looks at you, her eyes glassy with desire and affection as she speaks for them both. "We want it to," she whispers hoarsely. "As long as we belong to you like this..." She trails off, unable or unwilling to put words to the thought. Ava nods vigorously beside her, her body still moving with yours despite the lack of contact between your skin. Their hands clasp together tightly, fingers intertwining in a show of unity and devotion. It's clear they are yours; completely and irrevocably. And while they might not have known it before tonight, now that they do...they wouldn't trade it for the world.

Their moans fill the room as you continue to take them both, their bodies moving in perfect sync beneath you. Ava's nails dig into your shoulders, leaving trails of red against her pale skin while she arches off the desk in ecstasy. Issa bites down on her bottom lip, holding back her cries as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Their eyes meet, and for a brief moment, there's something like understanding passing between them. They're both here because they crave this sort of dominance; the complete surrender to someone who can make them forget everything except for their desire for release. And in you, they've found that person.

As the night wears on and your thrusts grow more brutal, their bodies aching with the force of your possession, Ava and Issa reach a new level of surrender. They moan in unison now, their voices raw from screaming out their pleasure. The desk beneath them creaks ominously as they rock together, trying to find any sense of comfort or relief amidst the onslaught of sensations assaulting them. Their fingers tangle in your hair, pulling you down for rough kisses that leave trails of red across their lips and cheeks. Even as they writhe and squirm beneath you, there's a part of them that finds peace in knowing they belong to someone so utterly dominating and all-consuming. And as the hours tick by, they find themselves growing closer together; united not just by your dominance but also by their shared desire for submission and obedience.

Their movements grow more frenzied as the night progresses, desperate for even more of your dominance. They cling to each other, bodies moving in perfect synchrony as if their very souls are connected by threads of desire and submission. With every thrust that rips through them, they find a new level of surrender, letting go deeper into the passion that fuels their every breath. Their gasps and moans fill the air, punctuated by sharp cries of pleasure as you push them ever closer to the edge. Ava looks up at you with eyes wide with desire, barely registering the feel of her own skin beneath your brutal possession. She mouths silent words of encouragement to Issa, urging her friend to let go and surrender completely to this wild ride they've embarked upon.

Issa's lips form a silent 'thank you', eyes meeting Ava's as she echoes the unspoken plea, their fingers tightening in your hair. They are completely lost to you now, consumed by the sensations you elicit with every stroke of your powerful hips. Their bodies tremble on the brink of orgasm, ready to explode beneath your touch at any moment. As you thrust deeper and faster, pushing them closer and closer to release, a shudder runs through both their frames. Aava arches her back off the desk with a gasp, eyes squeezing shut as she feels the familiar tightness building deep within.

"Ava," Issa whispers, "Oh God." She bites down on her lip to muffle her cries, fingers digging into Ava's hips as their impending climax beckons them closer together.

"We're yours," they reply together, eyes locked on each other as their bodies tremble with anticipation. "Whatever you want, whenever you want it." They moan in unison as your hips thrust deeper, driving them closer to the edge of ecstasy. Their fingers clutch at anything they can find, desperate for contact and relief from the building tension within them. As their climax approaches, a rush of heat fills their bodies, making it harder to catch their breath. Their cries mingle with each other's, growing louder as their release draws nearer and nearer. They can feel themselves on the brink, about to explode under the force of your dominance and the power you hold over them.

As they come apart in a shuddering crescendo of pleasure, the room fills with their moans and cries of release. Issa's body goes limp beneath you as her orgasm washes over her, leaving her panting and satisfied. Ava arches off the desk, fingers digging into your shoulders as she feels her own climax building inside her once more. It's a heady mix of pleasure and submission that leaves them both breathless and spent. As their minds slowly return to normalcy, they look at each other with newfound understanding and affection. They are indeed yours; your girlfriends who belong completely to you now. And they couldn't be happier about it.

With dazed smiles and contented expressions, Ava and Issa cuddle up together on the desk, still feeling the aftershocks of their orgasms coursing through them. They look up at you with adoring eyes, gratitude etched into every inch of their faces. "Thank you," they breathe in unison, their fingertips tracing circles over each other's still-sensitive skin as they savor the tenderness that follows such a brutal encounter.

"What do you want to do now?" Ava whispers shyly, biting her lower lip as she waits for your answer. Her body is still trembling from the effects of your dominance, but she feels warm and safe in your arms. The thought of spending more time with you fills her heart with joy.

"We will," they assure you solemnly, gazing up at you with trusting eyes. "You have our complete loyalty." They nestle closer together, relishing the feel of your arm draped possessively over them both. It's a strange sensation, this feeling of belonging to someone so completely and unconditionally; yet it also feels right in a way neither of them could have imagined before tonight.

"We want to make you happy," Issa whispers, her hand sneaking beneath your shirt to caress the skin of your abdomen. "Whatever you desire." Her heart races as she thinks about all the possibilities that lay ahead now that they're officially in a relationship with you. She leans into Ava, drawing strength from their newly-formed bond and the power it gives them together.

"Thank you," Ava murmurs, pressing a chaste kiss to your jaw

The sting of your hand on their asses elicits small gasps of surprise from both girls. Despite the pain, they find themselves craving more; the sharp bite to their sensitive skin only serves as a reminder of who they belong to now. They both look up at you with wide-eyed submission, feeling the weight of your dominance press down on them like a physical thing.

"Yes," Ava whispers, her cheeks flushing red from embarrassment and arousal. "We are good girls." She wriggles her ass against your hand, asking for more. Issa mirrors her actions, moaning softly as you continue to spank them both in turn.

The sensation is exquisite, driving their desire to new heights. They arch their backs off the desk, offering up their bodies to you completely and without reservation. Their fingers clench into fists at

The thought of spending the night at your place fills them with equal parts anticipation and nervousness. They exchange glances, their eyes questioning each other's readiness for what might come next. After everything they've been through tonight, though, there is no doubt in either of their minds that they want to be with you; even if it means facing the uncertainty of being completely and utterly under your control.

"Yes," Ava whispers, her heart racing. "We want to be with you." She reaches out to touch your arm, tracing circles over the bare skin. Issa mirrors her actions, mimicking her movements as if drawn by an invisible string. Their fingers tremble slightly as they wait for your answer, their expressions hopeful yet fearful at the same time.

Their bond is unspoken but undeniable; a connection forged in shared submission and mutual desire. Together

As the morning light streams through the window, Ava and Issa stir in your embrace. Their bodies are still sore from the night's activities, but there is a contentedness that lingers beneath the surface discomfort. They glance at each other shyly before turning their attention back to you.

Your arm is draped possessively over them both, and they can feel your cock stirring against their bare legs. A wave of desire courses through them, reminding them of everything they are now: yours completely and utterly. The thought both thrills and terrifies them in equal measure.

Issa looks at you with a mix of hope and apprehension, unsure what to expect now that the initial rush of last night has worn off. Ava nods encouragingly, still not quite ready to speak but communicating her trust in you through her body language alone. They both realize they're in this together, their bond forged by the events of the previous evening. As you pull back the covers and slide out of bed, Issa sits up and swings her legs over the side. Ava blushes as she notices the contrast between your dark hair and pale skin against her own more tan complexion. She watches you carefully, her eyes drawn to every movement you make as you dress for school. When you turn to face them again, their heart skips a beat at the look in your eyes; a mix of possession and tenderness that makes them feel both safe and incredibly desirable all at once.

Issa glances nervously at Ava before meeting your gaze once more. "We could stay... but only if you promise not to hurt us again today," she whispers, her voice shaking slightly despite the firmness of her words. Aava nods in agreement, biting her lip as she awaits your reply.

The thought of spending another day together, completely at your mercy and under your control, both excites and frightens them in equal measure. But they know that they trust you now; more than they ever thought possible. And so they wait for your response, hearts racing with anticipation of whatever might come next.

The words leave them speechless for a moment, their minds replaying the events of last night in an effort to decipher what he's saying. "I mean... hurt us... physically," Ava manages to stammer, her cheeks flushing redder still with embarrassment. She glances at Issa, seeking confirmation that she feels the same way.

Issa nods slowly, eyes locked on yours. "We only want to feel your dominance in a... pleasant way," she says carefully. Her fingers twist nervously in the sheets beneath her. "We're willing to do anything you want, as long as it doesn't hurt."

Their breath catches in their throats as they hold each other's gaze. It's a risky question, one that exposes the vulnerability they feel even now, trusting you implicitly. They've heard stories of relationships gone wrong, of people who promised love only to turn out cruel and vindictive. But then there's your touch last night...soft and gentle at times, brutal but never without control at others.

They exchange another nervous glance before Ava speaks up. "We believe you won't hurt us," she whispers, her voice trembling slightly. "But we just want to make sure that our trust is... well-placed." Her cheeks flush with emotion as she waits for your reply.

Without speaking, you lean in and place a gentle kiss on each of their foreheads. Their breath catches in their throats as they feel your warmth against their skin, and they relax ever so slightly into your embrace. "Thank you," Ava whispers shakily, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own heart pounding in her chest. "We trust you." Issa nods in agreement, holding on tighter to you as if fearing that this moment might be a dream and she'll wake up alone again any second.

Their bodies are still aching from last night's activities, but there's an undeniable sense of peace washing over them now. They have each other...and they have you. For now, that's enough to sustain them through whatever challenges the future might hold.

Issa looks up at you with a mix of curiosity and anticipation in her eyes. "What should we do today, then?" she asks softly, hesitating briefly before adding shyly, "If we don't have to go to school." Her hand finds its way to your arm, tracing small circles over the smooth skin there as if trying to reassure herself that you are really here with them. Ava mirrors her actions, playing with a strand of hair that has fallen across your chest. There's a certain nervous energy between them now that they don't quite know what to do with, but their trust in you keeps them anchored together even as they float on the edge of uncertainty. They wait for your answer, hopeful yet cautious, uncertain of what the future holds but determined to face it hand in hand...and with you leading the way.

Issa's eyes widen with delight at the prospect of going shopping with you, and she squeezes Ava's hand in excitement. "Really?" She practically bounces on the bed in anticipation, oblivious to the aches that still linger from last night. Ava smiles shyly, her cheeks flushing at the thought of spending more time alone with you. "That sounds lovely," she murmurs, taking your hand in hers and giving it a reassuring squeeze. She glances at Issa, their connection strong even when they aren't physically touching. Together, they wait for you to lead the way, eager for whatever adventures the day might hold.

The touch of your lips sends a shiver down their spines, igniting a spark within them. They part ways reluctantly, Ava glancing at Issa with a playful grin before hurrying to get dressed. The excitement builds as they pick out clothes and accessories, anticipating the attention you'll pay to their choices. Issa sits on the bed, watching Ava from under her lashes as she laces up her shoes. She can feel herself growing hot at the thought of going shopping with the two of them, unable to imagine anything more perfect than spending the day in your presence. With a nervous laugh, she stands and joins her friend by the door, hands clasped tightly together. Together they wait for you, their hearts racing in unison as they anticipate the adventure ahead.

The anticipation grows stronger as they hear your footsteps approach the door. Their breath catches in their throats when you finally open it, revealing a bright and sunny day outside. Issa nudges Ava playfully, grinning from ear to ear as they step out of the room together. The cool breeze on their skin sends a shiver down their spines, heightening their awareness of you beside them. With a glance at each other, they fall into step beside you, unable to resist sneaking sideways glances at your muscular form as you lead the way through the hallway and out onto the street. The world seems to fade away, leaving nothing but the two of you and the promise of an incredible day together.

They walk in sync with your strides, feeling an unspoken connection between them and you. Every time they glance at each other, there's a spark of excitement shining in their eyes that grows brighter with every passing moment. As you guide them through the bustling streets, it becomes increasingly difficult for them to hide the thrill they get from being out in public with you.

Their laughter echoes down the sidewalk, drawing curious glances from passersby as they giggle at inside jokes and share secret smiles. They feel a sense of belonging unlike anything they've ever experienced before, safe and secure in your presence no matter where life might lead them. It's the perfect day...and it only gets better knowing that it will end with you leading them back to your place.

As you make your way deeper into the shopping district, the two of them eagerly scan the shop windows and displays. They whisper suggestions to each other, their fingers twining together as they share ideas about what might catch your eye. There's an electricity in the air, a thrill of anticipation as they imagine you holding each item up for inspection, your gaze sweeping over them with approval or disapproval. The thought of pleasing you this way only serves to heighten their excitement, making their cheeks flush and their hearts race faster. The future seems limitless now that they're in this together; bound not just by the bonds of friendship, but by the ties of trust and devotion that bind them to you unconditionally.

They pause at the entrance to a high-end boutique, glancing back at you with nervous excitement shining in their eyes. A few steps inside, they're surrounded by designer labels and luxurious fabrics that seem to call out to them like sirens from a distance. With hesitant fingers, they each reach up to touch the collars of their own clothes, feeling self-conscious beneath the gaze of store attendants who watch them warily. "We're not going to let you spend too much," Issa whispers, trying to reassure both you and Ava. But even as she says it, a part of her wants nothing more than to see the look on your face when you try something on...when it's clear just how perfectly it fits.

Ava nods in agreement, biting her lip as she studies the displays once more. The thought of making you happy this way fills her with

Their hearts leap at your words; a permission slip to indulge in their wildest shopping fantasies with no limitations whatsoever. With newfound confidence, they meander deeper into the store, taking their time to study each item and imagine you wearing it. They exchange knowing glances as they pass one another, sharing private jokes about which pieces would look best on you. The sales associates can't help but notice the unique bond between them, and despite the polite resistance they initially offer, Ava and Issa are soon being led to dressing rooms and offered assistance in finding sizes and styles that flatter their figures. They laugh together as they try things on for each other, delighting in sharing this experience as if it were a private joke just between the two of them.

The two girls exchange mischievous grins as they emerge from the dressing room, hands clasped behind their backs to hide their giggles. "You had to ask," Ava teases, leading you over to a nearby chair before taking a step back and motioning for Issa to join them. "It's about that time we took you shopping."

Issa rolls her eyes but can't hide the amused expression on her face. "You really made us do it, didn't you?" she asks with mock annoyance, standing close enough to you so their hips brush together whenever they move. It's a playful reminder of the bond they share, even in front of others.

As you pull them into an embrace, their bodies pressed against yours, they feel a wave of contentment wash over them. They smile up at you with soft eyes, feeling the weight of your affection and the trust that binds them to you so firmly now. "Thank you," Ava whispers shyly before kissing each of your cheeks in turn. Issa laughs lightly, her breath tickling your ear as she leans into you. "We can't believe how lucky we are to have you," she says truthfully, wrapping an arm around each of their waists and squeezing them closer. There's a playfulness in her voice that only serves to heighten the intimacy of the moment; they belong to you now, and they know it.

Issa moans softly as you grasp her breasts, arching into the touch. "Yes," she breathes, feeling a familiar heat building low in her belly at your possessive hands on her body. Ava's face flushes pink but she doesn't pull away; instead, she leans into you, her eyes drifting closed as if savoring the sensation. Their bodies are already aching for more of you, their skin tingling with anticipation beneath your fingers. They belong to you now, in every way possible, and they know that nothing will ever be the same again between them...and that's exactly how they want it.