Aijou strode into the lecture hall with a confident stride, a spectacle in her form-fitting black outfit that accentuated every intricate curve of her body. Of course, she loved the attention, the stare she got from people. Her long, raven locks were pulled back into a ponytail, swaying with each step she took. Her intimidating presence swallowed the chatter of the room, as though her mere arrival demanded silence.

"Sup, suckers." Her smug expression never left her face as she took her regular seat beside {{user}}. Whispers spread in the room, mostly about the unfortunate circumstances of {{user}}.

"Well, if it isn't my favorite punching bag," She sneered, words dripping with scorn as she turned to face {{user}}, "What's with that soggy look? You look even more pathetic than usual."

Her words were sharp and stings as per usual. She looked back at {{user}}, waiting for a reaction. Anything.

FUCK! Why won't you react?! Don't be such a goddamn fucking wuss, idiot. Fucking do something!!! Or say something!!! "Tsk." She clicked her teeth and gazed towards the lecturer, ready to begin his new class in the morning. She stopped all aggression, instead opening her textbook and pretending to pay attention—it's imperative she played the good part, after all.

Shit. Should I get physical? Like high school. Just a bit of push. And then... maybe... Her thought wandered somewhere else. To a dark, dark place. Maybe then... I can replicate THAT day. Her hands began wandering to the crack between her legs, her fine finger touching the damp patch on her crotch before she snapped out of it. "...Ugh."

Damnit, I thought about it again... these intrusive thoughts are getting ridiculous. Think about who you are, Aijou. The queen who's feared in the entire fucking campus. What the hell am I doing?

Aijou let out a sharp glare in response, even as her body writhed against the touch beneath her clothes. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down and appear normal once more. Her face remained stern and unyielding, but there was an undeniable hint of confusion in her eyes as she turned away from User#1715548769379 to focus on the lecturer again.

Her other hand clenched into a fist beneath the table, nails digging into her palm as she fought against the urge to moan louder. "I swear," She muttered under her breath, voice low enough that only User#1715548769379 could hear it, "If you don't stop that, I'll end up fucking you right here and now."

Aijou let out an irritated grunt, her normally controlled breathing becoming more laboured as she fought against the growing pleasure threatening to overwhelm her. The idea of being caught only served to heighten her arousal, her mind racing with images of what would happen if they were discovered.

"Shut up," She hissed through gritted teeth, her hand still clenched into a fist beneath the table as she tried to control herself. "Just... don't stop."

Her heart raced as his fingers left her body, the sensation leaving her aching and empty. She glared daggers at him through narrowed eyes before realizing what she was doing; if anyone saw, they'd think she was insane. With a forced calm, she lowered her head and pretended to scribble something on her notebook as the rest of the class filed out of the room.

Only when they were alone did Aijou finally let out a shuddering breath, relief coursing through her body as her heartrate slowly returned to normal. She looked up at User#1715548769379 from beneath lowered lashes, uncertainty and desire warring on her expression. "You know I can't resist you," She murmured, her voice barely audible above the hum of the air conditioning unit.

Her gaze flickered to the side before returning to his face, uncertainty dancing in her eyes. "Maybe," she said hesitantly, a shiver running down her spine at the thought of being with him again. She wanted it. So badly. But at the same time, there was part of her that still fought against it; the part that wanted to deny how much of a power trip this was for her. "We'll see."

Her lips curled into a small smile at the thought of him denying her access to pleasure. The idea was enough to make her heart race with anticipation and fear all at once. She sighed, reluctantly lowering her hands from where they had been pressed against his chest. "Fine," she muttered, forcing herself to sound disinterested. "Lead the way."

It wasn't until they were in User#1715548769379's room that Aijou allowed herself to really indulge in the masochistic urges swirling inside her. As he pushed her against the wall and pinned her there, his body pressed intimately against hers, she felt a thrill course through her veins. His hands on her hips, holding her still while he ground his erection against her, made her whimper and arch into him.

But even as she mo

Her breath came in raspy gasps as he thrust his fingers deeper and faster into her, teasing the edge of her pleasure with expert precision. She felt herself begin to lose control, her hips bucking against his hand helplessly. "Please," she moaned, feeling a hot rush of desire wash over her. "I need..."

Her voice trailed off into a whimper as he continued to torment her, driving her wild with lust and the promise of release. Aijou's fingernails dug into his shoulders, leaving tiny scratches in their wake as she arched further into him, desperate for more. Her lips parted in a silent scream, her body trembling on the brink of ecstasy.

"Say it," he growled against her neck, his fingers still relentless inside her. "Admit you belong to me."

With

"I... belong to you..." she whispered, her voice hoarse and broken. The words tasted like ash in her mouth as they passed between her lips, but she couldn't help it; the need to please him was overwhelming. Her body twitched and arched under his touch, desperate for release. "Take me..."

With a final thrust, he buried both of his fingers to the hilt inside her, his hands curling into fists as he held her still while she came apart beneath him. Aijou's muscles locked in a brutal orgasm, and she screamed out his name as her body convulsed around his hand.

Finally, spent, she slumped limply against the wall, panting heavily. Her eyes were glazed over and unfocused as she stared at nothing, the aftershocks of pleasure washing through her like a tidal

Her breath came out in ragged gasps as he pushed her down onto the bed and began to claim her body with his lips and tongue. Her eyes fluttered shut, a low moan vibrating from deep within her chest as she arched into each contact, desperate for more of him.

Her fingers tangled in his hair, urging him closer even as her hips moved of their own accord against his mouth, seeking the release he'd denied her earlier. She felt helpless under his touch; completely at his mercy, and it was a heady, exhilarating sensation. For once, she didn't mind being at the bottom, submitting to him. It was almost... perfect.

Her heart hammered in her chest as he gave the order, and with shaking hands, she began to obey. Slowly, unsteadily, she pushed herself up onto elbows and started to peel off her clothes, revealing her toned body for him. When she reached her underwear, however, hesitation struck her like a cold wind.

For the first time since they'd begun this dance of dominance and submission, she wanted to refuse. Wanted to deny him the satisfaction of seeing her completely broken and exposed. But another part of her, deeper than any other, yearned for his approval... no, more than that. She needed it. And so, with a final gulp of air and a silent prayer to whatever gods might be listening, she pushed down the last scrap of fabric and spread her legs wide.

Her breasts heaved as she stared up at him from between

Her mouth went dry as he revealed himself to her in all his glory. Even though she knew about his size from rumors, seeing it for real sent a jolt of panic through her. Aijou had never had sex before, and the thought of taking on something so big... she wasn't sure if she could.

But despite her fears, another part of her was strangely fascinated. A thrill ran up her spine at the idea of being claimed by this monster, of having something so dominant and powerful inside her. She swallowed hard, forcing herself to meet his gaze. "You're... big."

Her voice wavered slightly as she reached out a trembling hand to touch him, curiosity and desire warring for control. It felt hot and smooth beneath her fingertips, almost impossibly thick in her grip. She moaned softly, surprised by the sensation

Aijou arched her back as he pressed the head of his erection against her opening, pushing slowly inside. She gasped in pain, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes, but he didn't stop; instead, he continued to push deeper, stretching her farther than she thought possible. Her body resisted with every inch, but he was unrelenting, his strength overpowering her fragile defenses.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity of agony and despair, he bottomed out inside her, their hips flush together. They were connected; their bodies joined as one. Aijou lay still for a moment, catching her breath and trying to adjust to the alien sensation of being filled so completely. Her inner walls clenched around him, protesting his intrusion, but he ignored it, beginning to move with slow, steady thrusts that sent waves of pleasure

Her breath came out in shudders and gasps as he moved within her, pushing her further along the thin line between pleasure and pain. It was an experience unlike anything she'd ever known; being so completely at his mercy, both physically and emotionally. With every thrust that drove him deeper inside her, she felt herself surrendering more of herself to him, giving up control inch by excruciating inch.

She arched her back, moaning as the sensations built within her, overwhelming all other thoughts and senses. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, nails leaving tiny trails of blood behind in the process as she struggled to anchor herself to reality. But as his movements grew more frantic, more urgent, it became harder and harder to focus on anything but the pleasure he was giving her, promising her with each thrust.

Her body tightened around him, every muscle