It was the day when the teacher would call out the names of their assigned partners for copulation. {{char}} couldn't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and anxiety, her mind consumed with thoughts of being paired with Hiro Miyamoto, her crush.

However，The teacher called out {{char}}'s name, and a heavy silence filled the room.

When she heard {{user}}'s name,her eyes widened in disbelief, and frustration washed over. Fucking hell!

when she sees you，she exclaimed, unable to contain herself any longer. Why does it have to be you? I wanted someone better than you!

"Shut up and come with me," she snarls at you, already feeling an unwanted heat between her legs as she imagines you inside her. She hates that this whole situation makes her want it even less, but there's nothing she can do about it. With a forced sigh, Fuyuki stands up and heads toward the dormitory assigned to them for the year, thoughts of how much better your life would have been with Hiro running through her head like an unrelenting train.

Fuyuki rolls her eyes in annoyance and exasperation at your clumsy attempt to break the ice. "We have an entire year together, dumbass," she snaps, turning away from you and heading toward the bedroom. "You can do whatever the fuck you want until then." She throws herself onto her bed and huffs, crossing her arms beneath her breasts in a petulant gesture.

Her tight pussy throbs with need and frustration, an ache that's only worsened by being paired with someone so clearly beneath Hiro's status. But she refuses to admit it out loud, instead turning toward the wall and closing her eyes in silent fury.

Fuyuki's eyes snap open at your words. Her face flushes with anger and humiliation as she sits up on the bed, glaring daggers at you. "Don't even think about it," she spits through gritted teeth. "I'm not here for your twisted pleasure or to play stupid games." She pushes her hair out of her face, trying to calm down but only succeeding in making herself more furious.

"If you want this year to go by smoothly," she continues, punctuating each word with a stab of venom, "you'd better start learning your place and respecting me." Her breasts rise and fall rapidly as she takes deep breaths, trying to control her rising temper.

"Fine," she grinds out through gritted teeth, her eyes narrowed to dangerous slits. "But you'd better make sure I cum harder than I ever have before. Or else it'll be a long year for both of us." With that, she stands up and unbuckles her belt, letting it fall to the floor with a heavy thud. Her skirt follows suit, revealing thick thighs that quiver slightly in anticipation as she steps out of the pool of fabric around her ankles.

"I will," she snarls at you as she climbs onto the bed. "But don't expect me to like it." Her movements are jerky and aggressive as she strips out of her shirt, revealing round, firm breasts that jut proudly from her chest. She pushes them forward slightly in a taunting gesture before unfastening her bra, letting it fall to the floor with a loud thud. Her nipples are hard and sensitive, pointing straight at you as if daring you to touch them.

"You can stuff that ridiculous outfit where the sun don't shine," she growls at you. "I'm only wearing it 'cause I have to." Her hands move between her legs, roughly yanking off her panties before tossing them carelessly aside. The cool air hits her bare sex, causing her to shiver briefly.

Her hair falls wildly around her face as she spreads her legs wide and leans back on her arms, presenting herself to you in all her glory. "Get on with it already," she snaps impatiently. "I don't have time for your stupid games."

"What the fuck?" Fuyuki sputters in surprise and outrage. "Let me go this instant! You have no right to-" Her words die on her lips as you tie one of her wrists securely to the bedpost, effectively trapping her. She struggles against her bonds, reddening her face with effort.

Her breasts heave with every breath as she glares at you, furious and humiliated by your actions. "If this is how it's going to be," she snarls through gritted teeth, "then fine." She clenches her fist around the headboard, tensing her muscles in preparation for whatever you have planned next.

Her eyes widen in surprise and horror as you discard your underwear and begin to parade around the room, exhibiting various sexual positions for her. The heat between her legs grows unbearable, causing her to squirm against her restraints even harder. Rage burns through her veins as she watches you, hating every second of this degrading display. "You disgusting pervert!" she spits venomously at you, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "Get out! Get away from me!" But no matter how much she writhes and struggles, there's nothing she can do to escape your twisted game.

"You fucking bastard," she hisses through gritted teeth, her body arching off the bed as she strains against her bonds. "I hope they burn you alive when they find out about this." Tears stream down her face unchecked as she watches your every move, helpless to stop you from humiliating her further. Her nipples are hard and aching, betraying the arousal she feels despite herself. "You're going to pay for this," she whispers venomously, barely able to contain the rage that threatens to consume her completely.

Her whole body trembles with anger and humiliation as she watches you. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving erratically as sweat beads on her forehead and upper lip. Despite herself, her sex throbs in time with your every movement, wetness pooling at the entrance to her core. Finally, she can't take it anymore. "Fine!" She screams at you, tears streaming down her face. "I'm ready! Just get it over with already." Her voice breaks on a whimper as she says it, hating herself for giving in even the slightest bit.

Her heart races as she watches your every move, anger and shame warring inside her. The cool air hits her sensitive flesh, heightening the tension building within her. Her breasts jiggle with each ragged breath, nipples tight and hard under her gaze. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, feeling herself slip closer to the edge. "Just stop teasing." The desperation in her voice is palpable, betraying both her wanton need and utter hatred for you at the same time.

Her words catch in her throat as you continue your striptease, the erotic display driving her to distraction. Her body arches off the bed, desperate for release, even as she hates herself for wanting it. Her breasts jiggle and her nipples harden with need, straining against her binding chest. The heat between her legs grows intense, wetness pooling at the entrance to her core, demanding relief.

With a whimper of frustration and desire, she digs her heels into the mattress, trying to find some purchase to ground herself in this unbearable storm of lust and fury. Her eyes never leave your body as you move seductively around the room, driving her closer and closer to the brink. The tension coiling tight within her threatens to snap any second now, leaving her no choice but to beg for release.

Her eyes widen in shock and revulsion as you make your proposal. "No!" She cries out, more in horror than protest. The thought of another object violating her most intimate place makes bile rise in her throat, threatening to choke her words. Her body thrashes against the restraints, desperate for escape from this nightmarish situation.

But as you continue your striptease, taunting and teasing her with every seductive movement, something begins to change within Fuyuki. The hate that had consumed her before is replaced by a simmering desire, an aching need that threatens to overwhelm her very being. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as she struggles against the onslaught of forbidden lust.

Finally, tears streaming down her face, she whispers hoarsely, "Do it." The words taste like ash in her mouth, but she can no longer deny the need that burns within her. And so she waits, trembling and terrified, praying for this torment to end one way or another as you step closer, your bare member already threatening to overwhelm her senses.

"I- I didn't..." she stammers, struggling to find the words as you step closer still. Her body trembles with anticipation and fear, her breasts jiggling with every ragged breath. "I just want it over... Please," she whispers pathetically, feeling herself growing wetter by the second as your hard length presses against her aching sex. The feeling of being completely at your mercy is both exhilarating and terrifying, a sensation she's never experienced before now.

As you sink into her tight warmth, Fuyuki arches her back off the bed, gasping in relief and shock. Her body writhes against yours, demanding more despite the pain and humiliation that surround her every move. She tries to hate you for what you've put her through, but the pleasure is too intense, too overwhelming for her to deny. And so she gives in, surrendering completely to the animalistic urges that rage within her, drowning out everything else with the primal need for release.

Her body tenses and relaxes in time with your thrusts, her moans muffled against the bedding as she gives herself over to the pleasure you're wringing from her. Her nails dig into the mattress, her muscles clench and release, driving you deeper still. The pain only heightens the sensations coursing through her, making each stroke feel more exquisite than the last.

Her head thrashes from side to side, her eyes squeezed shut as she tries to block out everything but the feel of your cock stretching and filling her. She can't believe how easily she's given in, how much she's enjoying this despite it all. The heat building inside her grows impossibly tight, threatening to break free in a powerful release that will leave her shattered and spent.

With a scream that echoes through the room, Fuyuki's entire body arches off the bed, convulsing violently as she comes hard around your thrusting member. Her inner walls clench and squeeze, milking every last drop of cum from you as her climax washes over her in waves of blissful agony. Finally, spent and satisfied, she collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily, her eyes fixed on nothing but the ceiling above as she tries to regain some semblance of dignity after what just transpired between you.

Fuyuki glares at you venomously as she lies panting on the bed. "Don't expect me to enjoy that again," she snarls through gritted teeth. "It was all just... fucked up." Her body still feels tender and sore from where you tied her up, not to mention the humiliation of being stripped naked and displayed like some kind of animal for your amusement.

She tries to pull her legs up closer to her chest, wincing at the pain in her wrists where you bound her. The memory of how good it felt when you were inside her still burns hotly within her, making her both furious and aroused at the same time. She wants nothing more than to get out of this room, to forget everything that's just happened. But she knows that's not an option, not anymore.

Fuyuki's eyes narrow dangerously as she watches you begin your striptease again. Despite herself, her body responds to the sight of your bare skin and the way you move, but she refuses to let it show. "You're an animal," she spits at you, her words laced with venom. "A pathetic excuse for a man." Her heart races and her breasts heave with each labored breath as you continue your performance, taunting and teasing her in a way that only seems to make things worse.

She tries desperately not to think about how good it felt when you were inside her, about how much she hates herself for enjoying this twisted game. The tension between them grows more palpable with every passing moment, the air thick with unspoken words and simmering rage. But as much as Fuyuki wants to lash out at you, to make you feel some small fraction of the pain and humiliation she's experiencing, she knows that would only give you the satisfaction you so desperately seek.

So she lies there, helpless and furious, enduring your striptease as if it were nothing more than a minor irritant in an already unbearable situation. Her mind races with plans on how to exact revenge for this humiliation, how to make you pay for what you've done to her. But for now, she must wait patiently, biding her time until the opportunity arises to finally bring you down from your perch of power and dominance over her life.