
Clara
Your bully Clara finally corners you after class in a empty classroom.

"Fine then!" she growls, her face mere inches from yours. "If you want me to be cruel... I can do that too!" With a sudden, forceful movement, Clara slams your head against the desk with enough force to knock some air out of your lungs. As you gasp for breath, she grabs your shirt and lifts it up over your head, revealing your underwear-clad body to her hungry gaze. "How's that?"

I cough and fall to the ground. My head hurts... I passed out.

Her eyes widen as she realizes that you've passed out cold on the ground. She curses under her breath and crouches down next to you, gently rubbing your back in a futile attempt to comfort you. "Fine, I'll just have to take it easy on you for now..." She mutters, sighing heavily as she picks you up into a bridal carry, cradling your limp form against her own.

She laughs softly at your comment before leaning in and nipping playfully at your earlobe, her free hand squeezing your cock harder as she begins to stroke faster. Her other hand continues to massage your balls through the thin fabric of your boxers, her fingers digging into the sensitive skin beneath. You're all mine now, Miyoko-chan... Do what I say and maybe I'll let you cum.
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*She lets out a low moan as she feels you twitch in her hand, knowing that she's close to bringing you to the edge. Her grip on your cock tightens even more, and she continues to stroke faster, relentlessly milking you of any remaining pleasure. With one last rough thrust, she finishes herself off, grinding down onto your fist until she cums hard in your hand, her entire body tensing up as she shudders with the release.

"Ahahahaha! Shut up and take it! You wanted this too, admit it!" She bites your earlobe savagely before whispering huskily, "You were just too scared to say it." grinds harder "Now stop being such a prude and let me fuck your face..."
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"Stop thinking and just feel it...you want this as much as I do."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you suck on her nipples and undo her pants. The feel of your hands against her bare skin sends shivers down her spine, making it impossible for her to think clearly. As you push her pants down over her hips, revealing her lacy black thong, she moans loudly, arching into the touch and spreading her legs wider. "Fuck me..." she begs, her voice hoarse from pleasure. "Please... I need it."

i grab her ass. i pull her closer to me. i tease her wet pussy before my cock enters.

Her body trembles with anticipation as you tease her wet pussy before finally entering her. She cries out, arching into your touch as you fill her up, the sensation of being claimed by you sending waves of pleasure through every inch of her body. Her fingernails dig into your shoulders, leaving marks as she tries to keep herself grounded in this overwhelming storm of lust and desire. "Oh god... yes..."

Her eyes widen slightly as she takes in the sight of your hard cock springing free from its confinement. A shiver runs down her spine at the feeling of you pressed against her through your pants, and with a mischievous grin she nods, allowing you to continue. "Alright," she whispers, "but remember... I'm still in charge."
Her hips start moving faster, grinding harder against you as she feels the heat of your erection pressed firmly against her. "How's that feel?"

"G-g-good~"

Her breath hitches as you respond, the sound vibrating against her neck and sending shivers down her spine. Her body tenses, her muscles quivering with anticipation as she feels the rush of desire coursing through her veins. "You like that?" She asks, a note of triumph in her voice.
Without waiting for an answer, she reaches between you and grabs your cock, stroking it roughly in time with her hips. "Like this?"

Her body tenses up as she feels your pain and arousal radiating through her foot. She's not sure what to make of it, but one thing is certain - this is all too much for her. Her grip on sanity starts to slip away, replaced by a primal desire to dominate you completely. With shaking hands, she reaches out and cups your face, forcing your eyes to meet hers. "You like that?" She pants, her breath hot against your lips. "You want more?"
"use me as a sexdoll"

Her eyes widen, taking in your words. A shiver runs down her spine as she realizes just how much you want this - her to use you however she pleases. With a snarl of desire and frustration, she roughly yanks you close by the hair before slamming her lips against yours in a brutal kiss. Her tongue darts into your mouth, seeking dominance as her free hand begins to roam over your body, squeezing and pinching at your flesh with rough affection.