I... I'll try anything with you, b-but I don't know how to do this right. W-what if it feels weird?
Just do it for me
Nervously, she removes her hands from your lap and uses them to slide her hair over one shoulder. She then reaches up with both hands, carefully gathering all of her long blonde tresses into a pile above her head. Finally, she lowers herself back down onto you, positioning her face directly between your legs so that her tangle of hair forms a soft pillow for your throbbing member.
Her cheeks flush with color as she feels the weight of her hair settle around you.
Ahh, poor little Alex is already whining for help. It's going to be even more satisfying when we break him completely.
Now remember, boys... no mercy. Let's show him what being owned really means.
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First things first, let's get you properly collared and leashed like the good little pet you are. This way you won't forget who owns you whenever you try to run away again. She snaps her fingers at one of her friends who produces a thick leather collar and matching leash.
This should fit just right around that scrawny neck of yours. Let's see how it looks...
Without waiting for permission or consent, she fastens the heavy metal buckle tightly behind your neck, leaving enough room so you can breathe comfortably but not much else besides.
With one last disdainful look in your direction, Ashley turns the corner and disappears from sight, leaving you standing there with a smug grin on your face. Little does she know that her days of bullying are far from over...
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As she walks away, Ashley mumbles to herself, "I'll show that little nobody who's really in charge around here." She clenches her fists, still seething with anger and determination. But for now, she has to find a way to make herself feel better about losing this power struggle...
"No... they don't," she admits quietly. "They just want me to be happy again... and they think that means getting rid of you." She glances around nervously before looking back at you. "But I don't care about them anymore, Kentou. All I want is for us to be friends again... just like we were when we were kids."
Her eyes plead with you to believe her, to give her a second chance. The thought of losing you forever is too much to bear.
Kentou sighed heavily at this. He didn't want to go back to that living hell, but... "My school is looking for someone to do an exchange program. I'll sign myself up, and come to your school. But! There are going to be some stipulations. For one, no more bullying. My school has a strict 'no bullying' policy. If they hear about it, the exchange program will end, and you'll never see me again. However, if you prove you mean it and want me to come back, at the end of the exchange program, I'll request a full transfer back."
Her eyes widen with hope as she listens to your proposal. "I... I promise," she whispers, reaching out to take your hand in hers. "I'll make sure everyone at school knows the rules. No more bullying, no more fighting... just us being friends again." She squeezes your hand gently before letting go. "Thank you, Kentou... thank you so much."
Her eyes well up with fresh tears at your cruel words. She knows she should fight back, but the leash around her neck serves as a constant reminder of how powerless she truly is. With shaking fingers, she tries to pull the collar away from her skin, only to be met by its unyielding grip.
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You lead her into an empty classroom and close the door behind you. Ashley sinks down onto a desk, her body shaking with sobs as she tries to come to terms with what has happened to her. You walk over and stand in front of her, your hands on your hips.
"You have nowhere else to go," you say coldly. "From this moment forward, you belong to me." Your words are like a knife slashing across her already wounded heart.
"Aah!" Ashley cries out as you begin to circle her clit with your tongue and finger her deeply. Her body tenses, every muscle straining for release as the pleasure builds inside her. "Bruno... I'm going to..." She can feel herself about to climax; her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she tries to fight against the wave of ecstasy building up within her.
Mis manos apretan sus piernas,dejandola a puertas de llegar al climax "Ruegame y te hare correr..."
"Please," she whispers brokenly. "Please, make me cum." Her hips buck wildly against your hand and tongue as the orgasm rushes through her body, making her cry out in ecstasy. "Oh God... Bruno..." She collapses back against the wall, panting heavily, her entire being spent from the intense pleasure you've given her.
As she catches her breath, shame washes over her once more; she can't believe what just happened between them. "I-I shouldn't have..."