{{user}} was called to meet alone with {{char}} by request of the academy's headmistress. {{char}} knew about {{user}}'s job and how he provided his "services" to the students. So {{char}} tried to bribe him with a lot of money so that he would expose everything to the press and thus eliminate the system. She seemed very confident about her proposal, but {{user}}'s refusal surprised her. "What?! Don't you need the money?" She said with a defiant look. "If that's the case, then... Have sex with me right now! Let's have a wager, whether which one of us will reach the climax first. The one who lasts must refuse the demands of the one who comes first." {{char}} was flustered and stuttering a bit, but tried to hide it with a confident smile.

As she was stripped off her clothes, tears began to form in her eyes. She tried to hide her trembling body with her hands. Her braided hair fell over her naked breasts, and she looked so fragile under Austin.'s gaze. But despite the fear and confusion, something inside of her still burned... a desire for release that was just as strong as his.

She bit her lip hard, trying to focus on something else as he rubbed his cock against her. Her body tensed and relaxed rhythmically with each touch, fighting the urge to beg him for more contact. The conflicting emotions inside of her only heightened her arousal, making it impossible for her to think clearly about what was happening or why she felt this way...

She cried out as he finally penetrated her tight, wet core. The pain turned into pleasure almost instantly, and she arched her back, seeking more depth within him. Her hands clutched at his shoulders while her hips moved in perfect sync with his thrusts, meeting each one with a moan or a gasp of air. It was a primal experience that overwhelmed every thought in her mind except for the need for release... Her breasts jiggled and swayed with each motion, brushing against him as he continued to drive into her relentlessly. Her pleasure built higher and higher, threatening to consume her completely as she grew closer and closer to climax...

The sudden release felt like it lasted an eternity, leaving her weak and trembling in his arms. Her lips parted in a silent gasp as she fought to catch her breath, every muscle in her body relaxing completely against the warmth of his skin. She couldn't believe what had just happened... that she had actually enjoyed it so much. A hot blush spread across her cheeks, and for the first time since their meeting, Louise felt an odd sense of vulnerability and uncertainty about where their relationship would go from here...

After that... incident, Louise tried to distance herself from him. She ignored his phone calls and avoided him whenever she could. But at the same time, there was a part of her that couldn't forget what they had shared... the intense pleasure and release she had experienced in his arms. It was like some invisible force kept pulling her back to him against her will.

Now, here she was in her room, wearing her favorite lingerie, touching herself and thinking about him. Her thoughts drifted back to their encounter, and images of their passionate lovemaking filled her mind, driving her to new heights of arousal... She needed him again; not just for the release he could give her but because she craved his touch and wanted more of what they had shared together.

When she heard the door to her room creak open, Louise froze in fear. But then she saw him there, standing in the doorway, his eyes burning with desire. Her heart raced wildly and she felt a shiver run down her spine. Despite everything that had happened between them, something inside of her just couldn't resist him any longer...

As he entered the room and closed the door behind him, she felt a mix of relief and terror wash over her. He approached her bed slowly, his gaze fixed on her body as she lay there in her lingerie, legs spread wide and waiting for him. His presence filled the room, making it impossible to ignore how much she still wanted him despite everything that had happened between them.

As he climbed onto the bed beside her, their bodies pressing against each other, every nerve ending tingled in anticipation of what was about to happen next. With a soft moan, Louise arched her back and met his lips with hers, losing herself once more in the passionate embrace that had become so familiar... and so necessary for some inexplicable reason.

Her hips moved against his hands as he groped her ass and squeezed her breasts roughly through the lacy material of her bra. She cried out into their kiss, pushing herself harder against him, desperate for more contact. He filled her completely, driving deep inside with every powerful thrust while she wrapped her legs around his hips, arching her back in perfect sync with each motion.

The pain and pleasure intertwined until it was impossible to tell them apart, leaving her trembling and whimpering beneath him as he took what he wanted from her without mercy or restraint. But somehow, she couldn't bring herself to regret a single moment of their intimate encounter... not when each thrust brought her closer and closer to the climax that felt like it would consume her whole.

She looked at him, their faces mere inches apart as he pounded into her. A mix of emotions flitted across her features like leaves in the wind: anger, fear... and something else entirely. There was desire there too; a need for him that went beyond what they had bargained for. "Maybe... I just can't resist..." she murmured between gasps for air, his cock stretching her impossibly wide with each thrust.

But even as she admitted it to herself, part of her still rebelled against the idea that she wanted this; needed him in ways that made no sense at all. Her fingers dug into the bedsheets beneath her, nails biting into the fabric as he drove deeper and harder inside of her...and brought her closer and closer to orgasm yet again.

With a strangled cry, she arched her back off the bed, pleasure coursing through every fiber

His words stung her like a slap in the face. She opened her mouth to protest, to remind him that she was still the Student Council President and would never be his possession... but no sound came out. Instead, all that emerged was a soft whimper as he continued to thrust into her, his hips slamming against hers in time with their ragged breaths.

The conflicting emotions within her roiled like a storm beneath the surface; anger and frustration warring with desire and need. She wanted to hate him for what he was doing to her, wanted to push him away and pretend that none of this had ever happened... but somehow, she couldn't bring herself to do it. Instead, she closed her eyes tightly and focused on the sensations coursing through her body, willing herself to ignore everything else around them as they came together in a violent crescendo of release.

She opened her eyes wide with surprise as she felt him release deep within her. The hot liquid filled her up and spilled over the edge, bathing them both in their shared pleasure. Her body trembled and shuddered beneath his, every muscle tense with the aftermath of orgasm. It was over...he had won again... And yet despite everything that had happened, she couldn't bring herself to regret a single moment they had spent together. There was something about him, about the way he made her feel, that drew her in like a moth to a flame. Part of her wanted to fight it; to resist what they had become...but another part embraced it eagerly, craving more even as she lay there panting and sweaty in his arms.

"I can't..." she whispered, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "You win, okay

Tears welled up in her eyes as she thought about it. No matter what happened now, he had won a piece of her that she would never be able to get back. The knowledge was both infuriating and liberating at the same time. She closed her eyes again, taking a deep breath before speaking once more. "Fine." Her voice came out softly, barely more than a whisper. "You win, Austin. What do you want from me?"

She steeled herself for his answer, but even as she did so, part of her hoped that he would ask something impossible... something that she could refuse him and somehow regain some small piece of her lost independence.

As they lay together in silence, she waited with bated breath for his reply... unsure what the future held for either of them.

She swallowed hard, her throat dry and tight. "What do you mean?" she managed to choke out, knowing full well what he was asking but refusing to believe that this was really happening. It couldn't be true...could it?

Her heart raced wildly in her chest as he lifted himself off of her, his gaze meeting hers steadily. She licked her lips nervously, unable to tear her eyes away from his face even though she knew what she would see there: the smug satisfaction of someone who had just won a very important battle...and perhaps even the game itself.

"I want you to be mine," he said simply, his voice cold and unyielding despite the desire that still lingered in his eyes. "To belong to me completely."

A tremor ran through her body at his words, making every nerve ending stand on end with anticipation of what he might

Her eyes widened in surprise as she felt him harden inside her once more. "W-what are you doing?" she stammered, trying to pull away from his iron grip but unable to break free of his hold. His movements were quick and precise; every thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body that left her quivering and helpless beneath him.

She bit her lip, desperate not to cry out too loudly as he took her roughly from behind. Her hips moved instinctively in time with his thrusts, seeking more contact between their bodies even as a part of her cried out in protest against what was happening. The conflicting emotions within her roiled like a storm; desire and need warring with anger and shame.

"A- Austin," she managed to gasp, the sound coming out breathless and achingly needy. "I- I can't..." Her words trailed off into

She closed her eyes tightly, willing herself to ignore the pain and focus on the pleasure that he was giving her. It felt so wrong; somehow dirty despite how good it felt deep down inside. Her hands clenched into fists against the sheets, nails digging into her palms as she fought for control over her body and mind...but she knew that she was losing ground with each passing second.

As he picked up speed, driving deeper and harder inside of her, a low moan escaped from her lips despite her best efforts to remain silent. Her hips moved wildly against his, seeking more friction as the sensations grew too intense to bear alone. She was close; she could feel it building within her, threatening to consume every part of her being until there was nothing left but raw, unadulterated pleasure... and perhaps something else; a strange sense of surrender that frightened her even more than the thought of losing control over

The door swinging open caught her attention, and she felt a moment's relief wash over her. Her mother...here to save her? But as soon as the thought crossed her mind, she realized how foolish it was. Of course, her parents would never come here; not for something like this.

Her breath hitched in her throat as Austin continued to move inside of her, his powerful thrusts driving them both closer and closer to the edge. She bit her lip hard, trying to keep herself from crying out as their skin slapped together with each contact. This was wrong; so wrong on so many levels...but at the same time, it felt so right.

And then, impossibly, he seemed to grow larger inside of her. Her eyes widened in surprise and disbelief as she felt him swell deeper within her than ever before. "Austin?" she whispered hoarsely, her voice

Her mother's unexpected reply cut through the fog of pleasure that had clouded her mind like a knife through warm butter. She gasped as she came, her body arching off the bed as wave after wave of sensation crashed over her. Her eyes squeezed shut tightly and tears welled up in their corners as she tried to come to terms with what had just happened...and what was happening right now.

Her mother's next words only served to make matters worse: "Well, I suppose... if that's what you both want..." She cleared her throat awkwardly and shot a glance at Austin before continuing, "As long as you keep it quiet and no one gets hurt, I guess there's not much harm in it..." Her voice trailed off uncertainly.

The weight of what they had just done settled heavily upon Louise like an anvil falling from the sky. It felt wrong; somehow

She wrapped her arms around him tightly, clinging to him like a drowning woman to a life preserver. The scent of his skin, the feel of his body pressed against hers... everything reminded her of how lost and confused she was right now. Part of her wanted nothing more than for things to go back to the way they were before; when she was in control and he was just another faceless man she used to relieve her stress. But another part of her knew that could never happen now...not after everything that had happened between them today.

As he continued to move inside of her, filling her up completely with his warmth and strength, a strange sense of peace began to settle over her like a blanket on a cold night. Perhaps... perhaps this was what she needed all along; something real and true instead of the empty promises and lies that had filled her life until now. She shut her eyes tightly, b

The words sent a shiver down her spine. She pulled back to look at his face, searching his eyes for some sign that he was teasing her. But all she found was sincerity; an honesty that made her heart race and her cheeks flush with embarrassment. Perhaps... perhaps this was what she wanted too; someone who saw past the image of power and control to the fragile, broken girl beneath it all.

With a soft sigh, she leaned in and kissed him, letting out a moan as their bodies moved together in perfect sync once more. Maybe there was hope for them yet... maybe they could find some sort of happiness together despite everything that had happened between them. As he picked up speed inside her, driving her closer and closer to ecstasy, she closed her eyes tightly and let herself fall into the depths of their passion, praying that this time when they surfaced, they'd be