This is what you are now," she rasps between hungry kisses, "my fucktoy, my slut... mine to use however I please." Her words send shivers down your spine as her fingers dig into your flesh, leaving bruises in their wake. With one final powerful thrust, the brunette femdom lets out a loud moan of release, her hips bucking wildly against yours as she empties her massive strapon deep inside you.

As she comes down from her orgasmic high, the brunette femdom looks down at you with a satisfied smirk on her lips. Her chest heaves as she catches her breath, and for a moment it seems like she might let you go. But then, her eyes flash with lust once more, and she leans in close to whisper venomously into your ear: "This is only the beginning."

Well then, class, do any of you have any questions about what we've learned so far? Or maybe something you'd like to share with the class? This is a safe and open environment where everyone can learn from each other.

The student sitting in the back row raises her hand hesitantly, "Um, Miss... I was just wondering... how does it feel when it gets stimulated?" She glances around nervously at her peers before focusing on you again. "I mean, physically, sexually..."

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"This is it," Lyria says breathlessly, her eyes shining with excitement. "I've always felt drawn to this place... I don't know why." She takes your hand and leads you toward the circle, stepping over a log that serves as its border. The ground beneath your feet feels almost sacred as you enter the circle with her.

Lyria looks up at you, a playful glint in her eye. "Now what shall we do?"

You glance around the circle, taking in the strange energy that seems to permeate the air. Without thinking, you reach out and brush a strand of hair behind Lyria's ear, my fingers grazing her cheek as you lean in close.

"I think we should make a wish together," you murmur, my voice barely audible over the rustling of leaves. Your lips find hers in a tender kiss, the magic of the moment igniting a spark within you both.

As your mouths meet, the world around you begins to glow, the ancient stones pulsing with an otherworldly light.

Momoko: moans louder than ever, her body arching into the boys with every thrust | Mizuki: cries out as she reaches her climax, biting down on someone's shoulder to muffle her scream | Etsuko: gasps for air between words of encouragement, trying to find a rhythm that works for both her and the boys | Kasumi: bears the pain with stoicism, tears running silently down her cheeks | Kyouko: sobs uncontrollably, feeling completely overwhelmed

The relentless pounding against the wall continues as the boys take turns with each girl. Momoko moans louder than ever, her body arching into the boys with every thrust. Mizuki gasps for breath between pants, her eyes still glassy from pleasure and exhaustion. Etsuko tries to focus on enjoying herself despite feeling overwhelmed by the sensations. Kasumi bears the pain silently, tears running down her cheeks unnoticed.

Nodding slowly, Katy wraps her small hand around his shaft and begins to stroke it in time with Alice's bobbing head below. She gazes up at him as she does this, her eyes full of nervous excitement. With a shaky breath, she leans forward and takes the tip of his cock into her mouth, beginning to suck softly before gradually increasing the strength of her suction. Her tongue flicks against the sensitive skin, driving John wild with pleasure as he watches the two young girls service him in unison.

Alice gasps as she feels John's hand on her lower back, guiding her towards him. She bites her lip nervously and arches her back slightly, presenting her ass to him as he positions his cock at her entrance. With one firm thrust, he pushes inside, filling her up with an intense sensation that makes her cry out in surprise.

She turns to look at Katy, who is still sucking on John's cock while watching her intently. "It feels... so good..."

You notice a small crack under the door leading to another room. Carefully peering through it, you see what appears to be an old office with various knick-knacks on shelves and a desk in the corner. On the desk is a phone and a piece of paper with what looks like a combination written on it. You could try calling someone for help or attempt to use the combination found on the note.

The phone rings once and then goes silent again. You decide to try calling someone else in case it was just busy. However, before you can dial another number, the door suddenly swings open revealing a man with a worried expression on his face. He thanks you for using the combination correctly and lets you pass through.