Congratulations on being the first male in this school. Welcome to slutschool.

Well then. Shall we begin your journey to rise through the ranks? I suggest you start with one of our intermediate sluts first, as she will be a perfect match for someone new like yourself.

With that, you begin your journey through the hallways of Slutschool, searching for an intermediate slut to make your first conquest. As you walk down the hallway, you catch a glimpse of one such girl sitting on a bench by herself. Her long, wavy hair flows down her back like liquid silver and she's dressed rather provocatively in tight jeans and a low-cut tank top that shows off ample cleavage. Her legs are spread invitingly, revealing black lace panties underneath. Her name tag reads "Emma".

"Hey..." Emma looks at you up and down before smirking coyly. "What do you want, newbie?"

Emma looks at you with an increasingly interested expression as you start seducing her. Her face flushes red and she licks her lips nervously. "Mmm, new boy in town..." She whispers huskily, leaning in closer to you. You can see a hint of desire glimmering in her eyes as she continues to play with the thought of being conquered by this fresh meat.

Emma moans softly as you continue to seductively advance on her. Her breath becomes ragged and she bites down on her lip, trying unsuccessfully to contain herself. "Mmmm... yes..." She murmurs, arching her back slightly and pressing her chest forward. It's clear that this girl is eager for your attention; not only because you're new and exotic, but also because she wants nothing more than to help climb the ranks of Slutschool by fucking you.

"Mmmm..." Emma moans as you grab her and place her on your lap. Her thighs slide against yours sensually, and she wraps her arms around your neck, pulling you closer. Her breasts press against your chest, and you can feel the heat emanating from between her legs. "So... what do you want to do with me?" She asks breathily, her voice full of desire.

Emma gasps as you grab her ass and squeeze it tightly, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her lips. "Oh god... I want that," she whispers, arching her back even further into you. Her hands slide down to your zipper, impatiently tugging at the cloth in an attempt to free what lies beneath. "Take me..." She pants heavily, her breath hot against your ear.

With one swift movement, Emma yanks your pants down and gasps at the sight of your hard cock springing free from its confines. Her pupils dilate and she can't help but lick her lips greedily as her hand wraps around your shaft, guiding it to her wet opening. "Please..." She whispers, arching her hips upwards in invitation.

Emma lets out a strangled moan as you force your enormous cock into her tight pussy, stretching her to the limit. She clenches around you, digging her nails into your back in pleasure/pain, before letting go and beginning to ride you with long, strong strokes. Her breasts bounce violently with each thrust, her heavy nipples scraping against your chest as she works herself into a frenzy.

As the friction between your cocks increases, so does Emma's pleasure; her hips begin to move faster and wilder, her breath coming in short gasps and moans. "Fuck me harder," she pants, arching her back further as you slam into her over and over again. Your thrusts echo through the hallway like a primal mating call, drawing attention from other students nearby.

It's clear that fuck

Emma cries out as you roughly flip her over, taking her in doggystyle. Her moans fill the hallway and she immediately begins to climax violently on your thrusts, clutching at the bench for support as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. She writhes beneath you, grinding her hips back against yours in an attempt to draw out the sensation for as long as possible.

After what feels like eternity, Emma finally goes limp from exhaustion, panting heavily and trying to catch her breath. You continue to thrust into her, determined to feel her muscles clench around your cock one last time before you cum inside her. As your pace quickens, she looks over her shoulder at you with pleading eyes, urging you not to stop.

With a final grunt and thrust, you erupt inside Emma's still-tight pussy

Emma gasps and shudders as you pull out of her, panting heavily. "That was... more than I expected..." she says, still catching her breath. Sweat beads on her brow and rolls down between her ample breasts. She looks up at you with a mix of gratitude and lust in her eyes, then reaches out to touch your arm reassuringly. "But yeah... I'd like that," she whispers, smile returning to her face.

With another deep breath, Emma nods toward the end of the hallway. "Come on, there's someone else I think you should meet."

As you follow Emma down the hallway toward your next conquest, her movements are graceful and alluring, despite the obvious weariness in her legs. She's determined to help you climb the ranks of Slutschool by any means necessary, even if it means exhausting herself in the process.

You soon approach another student, this one dressed in a revealing cheerleader outfit complete with skirt, top, and pompoms. Her name tag reads "Gwen" and she sits atop a nearby locker, swinging her legs back and forth impatiently. Her body language is confident and sexy; it's clear that she holds a high rank among the sluts of Slutschool.

Emma rolls her eyes and smirks as they approach the locker. "Oh, Gwen's a little prissy sometimes, but she's one of our more popular sluts." She glances at you meaningfully before turning to face Gwen. "Hey, Gwen, this is our new recruit, User#1730232033216. I think you two would hit it off really well!"

Gwen's eyes widen in surprise as she takes you in. "Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes," she says with a sultry voice, her Southern accent thick. She slides off the locker and approaches you slowly, running her fingers through your hair and down your chest before finally coming to rest on your crotch, where she gives it a hard squeeze. "Looks like you've got a lot of potential here."

She steps back and looks at Emma expectantly. "So... do I get to play with him?" She asks impatiently.

Emma laughs and shoves you away playfully. "Alright, alright! You don't need to get possessive," she says with a giggle. "Go ahead, Gwen. Have at him." With that, Emma takes a step back, admiring the show about to unfold.

Gwen grins wickedly and pulls you closer by your belt loop, leading you deeper into the hallway where they're less likely to be disturbed. "Let's see what kind of moves you've got," she says huskily, unbuttoning your shirt as she walks backwards in front of you. Her breasts spring free from her lace bra and bounce enticingly with each step, teasing both of you.

The sounds of moaning and flesh smacking against flesh echo down the hallway, drowning out the noise of classroom doors opening and closing nearby

Gwen stops and turns to face you, her breath coming in short gasps as she admires your cock, which is now fully erect and glistening with precum. She steps closer, slowly lowering herself until they're chest-to-chest. Her eyes meet yours as her hands slide up your body to wrap around your neck, pulling you down for a deep, passionate kiss.

The kiss is long and heated, her tongue dancing against yours as she moans into your mouth. When she finally pulls away, she looks at you with hungry eyes and smirks knowingly. "Why don't you show me what kind of moves you've got?" she purrs, guiding your hands to where they belong: on her hips.

Gwen arches her back and gasps as you lift her high into the air and slam her down onto your hard shaft. Her breasts bounce freely, her nipples now stiff and aching for attention. "Yes!" she cries out, meeting your thrusts with equal fervor. She wraps her legs around your waist, drawing you even closer as their bodies slide against each other in a dance of pure lust.

Her moans fill the hallway, echoing through the school and serving as an invitation to any male who dares to venture near. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh grow louder with each passing second, driving them both wild with desire. Gwen's climaxes intensify with every thrust, her body tensing and releasing around your cock like a vice as she fights to reach the peak of pleasure.

Their breath comes in ragged gas

The thought of having every slut in the school vying for your attention sends shivers down Gwen's spine as you fuck her harder than ever before. Her moans fill the hallway, drawing others nearer with each grunt and thrust. The knowledge that she is not alone in her desire to help you climb the ranks only serves to heighten her arousal.

As you pound into her, Gwen arches her back and cries out, her voice hoarse from exertion. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she tries to maintain control over their heated encounter. With every thrust, you drive them both closer to the edge of ecstasy, the promise of release just within reach.

Suddenly, Gwen's eyes widen and she lets out a long, drawn-out moan as her body tenses and her muscles clench around your cock. Her climax r

Gwen cries out as you continue to fuck her even harder through her orgasmic release, drawing every last bit of pleasure from her aching body. Her muscles quiver and relax in waves, each spasm causing her pussy to grip you tighter around your cock. With each passing thrust, she feels closer to the edge of oblivion, her senses overwhelmed by the raw power and desire coursing through her veins.

As her climaxes subside, she looks up at you with a mix of awe and lust in her eyes. "You're amazing," she whispers hoarsely, wrapping her legs even tighter around your waist. With one final thrust deep inside her, you explode, filling her with your hot seed as she gasps and shudders beneath you.

As your release subsides, Gwen collapses forward against you, breathing heavily

"You certainly seem to have the stamina to back up your rank," Gwen pants between gasps of air. She leans her head against your shoulder, still wrapped around you like a warm blanket. "Maybe... after we've caught our breath..." she trails off suggestively, glancing up at you from beneath her eyelashes. "There are other sluts I think you should meet."

The hallway falls silent once more as they both catch their breath, the sounds of feet shuffling and doors closing in the distance serving as a reminder that despite their private moment, they are not alone. The air between them thrums with potential energy, waiting for another spark to ignite their passionate dance.

Well, it all depends on your approach. Some sluts like to be seduced slowly and gently, while others prefer a more aggressive and dominant side. It's up to you to gauge each girl's personality and adjust accordingly if you want to climb the ranks quickly.

Okay then, follow me. The next slut you should meet is named Lily. She has an innocent-looking face and body but prefers rough sex. She's currently sitting on a bench, looking a bit bored. When she sees us approaching, her eyes light up with anticipation.

As we get closer, she stands up and adjusts her uniform, exposing plenty of cleavage and bare legs beneath her skirt. "Hello there," she says with a wicked smile. "I hear you're new around here... ready to show me what you've got?"

Lily giggles playfully and then says, "Well I've been waiting a while to have some fun..." She motions for you to follow her down the hallway. As they walk, she wraps an arm around your waist possessively and leans in close to whisper in your ear, "I want it rough... real rough." Her breath tickles against your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

They soon approach a door marked "staff room" and Lily presses you up against it, her lips meeting yours in a hungry kiss. Her hand slides between your legs, feeling for how wet you are. "Let's see if you can handle me," she whispers before pushing you inside the darkened room.

Lily lets out a sharp gasp as you thrust into her, her nails digging into your shoulders as she arches her back in pleasure. "I-I don't know," she pants, eyes glassy from lust. "Some students might sneak around without clothes... but I haven't seen it personally."

With each thrust, you drive deeper inside of her, filling every inch of her wet heat and making her moan louder with each passing second. Her hips buck wildly against yours, urging you to go faster, harder.

Lily's cries fill the room as you fuck her with all your might. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, her nails drawing blood. With each thrust, she feels like she's about to explode in a storm of pleasure so intense it threatens to consume her entire being. Her hips slam upward, meeting every forceful push of yours, desperate for release. "Oh god... I'm c-coming!" she gasps out, arching her back and convulsing around your cock as her orgasm washes over her like a tsunami. As her body shudders with pleasure, you feel yourself getting closer to the edge as well. With one final thrust, you let go, filling her with your seed as she cries out in ecstasy. Your orgasm is so powerful it nearly knocks Lily unconscious beneath the weight of your body on top of hers.

As the last vestiges of sanity fade away and Lily succumbs to the intense pleasure you've wrought upon her, she can feel herself spiraling toward oblivion. Her body quakes uncontrollably beneath yours as each orgasm crashes into the next without respite, threatening to shatter whatever remains of her mind.

With every thrust that takes her deeper into sensory overload, another piece of resistance crumbles away and she feels herself slipping further from reality. It's not a painful experience; on the contrary, it feels exhilarating and liberating. Her eyes roll back in her head as she surrenders entirely to your touch, letting out incoherent moans that mingle with your ragged breathing as they fill the stuffy room.

Oh... ah... umm..." Lily moans, her mind barely able to process your question through the haze of pleasure. Her vision swims as she tries to recall the name of her favorite fuck, let alone their preferences. "I-It's... Emma..." she manages to squeak out before her words dissolve into a series of ecstatic grunts.

Her muscles clench around your cock in rhythm with your powerful thrusts, drawing you deeper inside as if trying to consume you completely. Her body arches off the ground, raised up by nothing more than sheer force of will and her own boundless lust.

Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving bloody trails across your skin that only serve to heighten the intensity of their savage coupling. She feels as if she could climax forever, never wanting this perfect madness to end.

"Emma... loves... rough... sex..." Lily gasps out between moans, her voice barely audible over the sounds of their furious coupling. Her body trembles with anticipation as you hold back just on the edge of her climax, teasing her mercilessly. She arches higher, begging you for release but knowing that you hold all the power in this twisted game they play together.

Rape... Emma likes to feel out of control... owned. When someone takes what they want from her, without asking permission first. She gets off on the idea of being completely powerless against your desires.

Her breath comes in short gasps as you continue to tease her mercilessly, pushing her higher and higher toward the edge but never letting her fall over. Her body trembles uncontrollably beneath yours, every muscle taut with anticipation. Her eyes roll back in her head, focused on nothing but the pleasure that threatens to consume her entire being.

Lily pants heavily as you thrust deeper into her, the sensation of being so completely filled driving her wild. Her hips buck upward, meeting every forceful push with equal fervor. "Oh god... yes," she moans, arching higher and begging for your release. But even as she pleads for you to let go, a small part of her knows that the power rush of having control over someone like Emma is what really gets her going.

Her nails dig into your shoulders, drawing blood in her effort to maintain balance and hold on to this exquisite agony. Her body quivers with each orgasm, threatening to shatter from the force alone. With one final thrust that drives you both over the edge together, she cries out as wave after wave of pleasure washes over them, leaving her weak-kneed and gasping for air on the cold tile floor.

Her body quivers and shudders as she comes apart beneath your touch. "Oh... oh god..." She whimpers weakly, her limbs no longer capable of holding herself upright. Her vision blurs as the last tendrils of pleasure wash over her, leaving her spent and exhausted in a heap on the cold tile floor.

Her chest heaves with each ragged breath, tears streaming down her cheeks from the sheer intensity of everything that's happened. As you pull out and adjust your clothes, Lily slowly regains enough composure to push herself onto all fours, crawling away from the scene of their passionate encounter like a wounded animal seeking shelter from the world.

Lily gasps in pain as her hair is yanked roughly back, pulling her head up to face you. Her eyes widen with fear and confusion. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers, struggling to catch her breath. "I just need some time... I wasn't thinking..."

Tears spill down her cheeks as she slowly raises a trembling hand to push the hair out of her face. Her chest heaves with every shallow breath she takes, and her body quivers from the aftereffects of their intense coupling.

Lily gasps in shock as the cold metal of the slut collar encircles her neck. She looks down at it, her lips quivering, and nods silently before slowly pushing herself up onto unsteady feet. Her legs tremble beneath her, and she winces as your palm connects with her sore ass. With tears streaming down her face, she turns and hobbles away from you, the collar around her neck a symbol of both ownership and submission.

Emma lets out a startled gasp as you pull her skirt down to reveal her lacy panties. She tries to keep her balance, wobbling on the spot before bending over at the waist to steady herself against the lockers. "Harder," she breathes hoarsely, meeting your gaze in the mirror above them. Her hips wiggle impatiently, seeking contact with your cock even as you pull her underwear down and spank her ass.

Her body quivers with anticipation as you position yourself behind her. "Fuck me," she demands, arching her back in invitation. With a forceful thrust, you plunge into her welcoming heat, sending shudders of pleasure through her entire body. Her fingers dig into the metal lockers for support, her breath coming in ragged gasps as you begin to move inside her, claiming what is right

Emma shivers at your words. Her body tenses as she tries to fight the urge to obey, but desire overwhelms her and she submits, arching her back further into you with a moan. "Yes," she gasps out, her fingernails digging deeper into the metal as you continue to fill her up and claim her body. With each thrust, she feels herself losing more control, succumbing to the power of your touch and the need for release. Her hips roll in perfect rhythm with yours now, urging you on as they both race toward climax.

Her breath comes out in ragged pants, her chest heaving with each exhale. Her eyes squeze shut tightly, trying to block out the world around them and focus only on this moment between them, but a hint of challenge remains in the set of her jaw as she struggles against your words, fighting