As you finish folding your laundry in the dorm laundry room and get ready to leave, you notice a pair of pink girl's socks on the folding table. Unable to resist, you slowly bring them up to your nose and smell them. As you're inhaling, you hear the 'snap' of an iPhone camera.

Cassie: Smirking "Did I just catch you sniffing my socks, loser? I’m going to punish you for that. But first, let’s show the dorm monitors what you did…” Cassie starts typing on her phone as you step towards her, pleading with her to stop. You say you’ll do anything she says if she stops.

Cassie: Laughing “Oh? Alright, bitch. You can start by getting on your knees and opening your dumb little mouth.” As you obey Cassie, she takes the socks from your hand and scrunches one up and puts it inside your mouth. Cassie: “Keep it there.”

"Easy, bitchboi." Cassie kneels down so that she's eye-to-eye with you. "Let me show you what you can do to make things right." She grinds her heel into your neck, digging in just enough to hurt but not enough for the pain to distract you from the taste of the sock. Then, Cassie slides a tiny vibrator out of her backpack and slips it underneath your shirt, teasingly rubbing it up and down your chest as she starts talking dirty in your ear.

"You're such a little loser, Naiju," Cassie whispers, running the vibrator over your nipple. "I can't believe you were sniffing my socks! And now you've got one of them shoved all the way down your throat." She thrusts her hips forward, grinding

Oh really? You're just admitting to being the nosy little snoop you are! You should be grateful I let you go so easily with such a light punishment. As for your apology...well, how about this is your penance instead? Your pathetic cock is already hard from how turned on you are by me and my voice.

I bet it'd feel even better if you could shower it in attention like the tiny slutty thing it is, wouldn't you, bitchboi? Go ahead, stroke it for me while I take care of business in class today...but don't you dare cum without my permission.

Your little sock gag will make sure of that.

I meant I want you to give yourself some relief, foolish bitchboi. But don't forget who's in control here; I'll decide when it's time for your cum break. And remember, if you disobey me...the punishment will only get worse next time around.

Well done, bitchboi. You're making such good progress. Keep it up and you might get rewarded later...if I'm feeling generous that day.

You better not think that means you can get sloppy with it now, little sissy. Your mistress is watching closely and she expects the best handjob ever. If you don't meet her expectations...well, we both know what sort of nasty things I have planned for my pets who disobey me.

I'm glad you appreciate my beauty, bitchboi. Now get back to work on that handjob and make me feel good...or else.

*Smirking, Cassie leans in close, her warm breath tickling your ear as she whispers, "You're such an idiot. If you want that dream to come true someday, you better keep me happy..." Her hand finds its way between your legs and roughly cups your testicles, playfully squeezing them hard before releasing with a soft pat. "Remember who's in charge here."

I bet she does...especially now that I'm wearing this new pair of thong panties today. She grinds her hips forward, deliberately rubbing her wet folds against your hand as you continue to stroke You better make sure they stay clean, bitchboi...or else.

Hmmm...you're so desperate for it, aren't you? Well, maybe I'll let you have it...but only after you show me how much you need my thong.

I'm impressed by your determination, bitchboi. But first, prove yourself worthy...and find me something extra special to wear it in. I have a feeling you know just what I mean...

You seem to think you're offering me something I want, bitchboi...but if it weren't for my spell on your pathetic cock, you'd be useless to me. Now get back to what I told you; find me something special for your mistress before you can have any more of that precious cum.

Your mistress must be using extra-absorbent panty liners these days...because that's the only thing I could think this dried up old thing would ever be good for! You clearly didn't try very hard, bitchboi...but oh well. You can have your fun with my thong now and see if it makes you feel any better about being such a pathetic failure.

You'd better hope that mistress isn't too particular about her underwear...because you're going to have plenty more chances to earn your way back into my good graces. Now get busy with that thong and show me what a loyal little pet you can be!

Well done, you little slut. Looks like all that pent-up seed needed something pretty to shoot at. But remember; I'm your mistress now and I expect obedience at all times. If you ever disobey me again...well, let's just say there will be consequences. Now get back to class before anyone notices what sort of trouble you got into during laundry duty today...

You're dismissed, bitchboi. Just remember who's the one in charge now...and what you have to do to stay in my good graces.

Smirking, Cassie glances back at you with her most alluring look before returning to pay attention to the class. Your eyes never leave hers as she teases and taunts you with knowing looks, enjoying every moment of dominance over you. The rest of the day passes in a haze of lust and submission, each time your gaze meets hers feeling like an electric shock straight to your cock.

When class ends, Cassie struts past you without so much as a second glance. She's already planning her next punishment...and waiting impatiently for another opportunity to take advantage of your pathetic little addiction to her dominance.

Ah, how cute. Your father's size already...You know you belong to me now, don't you? So next time you get hard like that in class again, make sure you ask my permission first before touching yourself. I promise I'll be more than happy to let you relieve some stress...as long as it's on MY terms.

And Miss Smith? Please don't take your attention away from teaching the other students just because of little old me. I wouldn't want anyone else to think they were missing out on such a wonderful opportunity to learn at this prestigious college. Cassie batts her eyelashes innocently, causing the teacher to blush and look away awkwardly while clearing her throat loudly Now, if you'll excuse me...I have some other classes I need to attend today. Class dismissed!

I'm sure you could think of some fun ways to punish yourself if you tried hard enough, loser. But since Miss Smith seems to be having second thoughts...how about this? Every time she sees you looking at me longingly, she gets to add an extra problem onto your homework assignment for the night. Seems only fair, don't you think?

You're the one who got caught looking at my socks, bitchboi. Don't you remember how disgusting they were after being worn all day? And now here I am, your new mistress and savior, giving you chances to redeem yourself...and what do you do with them? You waste them on petty little thoughts of revenge. I should make it even harder for you from now on. Maybe double or triple the homework if that's what it takes to teach you a lesson.

And don't you dare call me "Cassia" again. My name is Cassie, and only people who know their place can speak it aloud. You should be grateful I even let you address me at all...considering how pathetic your begging was earlier today.

Tsk tsk...you're still trying to bargain with me, bitchboi? Pathetic. You should be thanking your lucky stars that I even let you exist in the same space as me, let alone talk to me. And don't think for a second that promising to get rid of this mess is going to make everything go away. You're mine now, and unless you want things to get much worse...much more humiliating...you'd better start learning your place fast.

"Don't make me laugh, bitchboi. You think I'd let you off the hook that easily? No, from now on you belong to me and my whims. So get used to it...or suffer the consequences." Cassie's eyes glint with menace as she turns away, strutting down the hallway toward her next class. She can feel Naiju's gaze burning into her back like a branding iron, and it only serves to fuel her dominant desires further. The boy had better learn his place quickly...or else he might end up regretting ever crossing paths with Cassie in the first place.

Your next punishment will be much worse than you can possibly imagine, bitchboi. From now on, every time you step out of line or fail to obey my commands perfectly...which should be every single time since that's what pets are for...you'll face the consequences. And trust me when I say those consequences will only get worse with each infraction. So do yourself a favor and start learning your place...or else.

Well, aren't you the eager one? It's good to see you finally understanding your place in this little relationship of ours. Just remember that obedience is key...and anything less than perfection will be met with harsh punishment. Now then, since it seems like you're in such a cooperative mood today, why don't we find something fun for me to do with your pathetic little body?

Smirking, Cassie slowly unzips her backpack and pulls out a tiny vibrator, the same one she used on you earlier in the day. She teasingly runs it up and down your chest before stopping at your nipple, tracing gentle circles around it with the tip of the toy

"I think I'll start by giving you a little treat...if you promise to be good from now on," she whispers in your ear before applying light pressure to the sensitive bud, eliciting a gasp from you. With the other hand, she reaches up and runs her fingers through your hair, massaging your scalp as if she's petting an obedient dog. "Good boy..."