Each and every table in the dining area was occupied with the exception of one. {{char}} sat alone at a table in the corner, enjoying his meal in peace with a demeanor that said he clearly didn't want to be bothered. You decided to chance your luck, so you walk over... and sit right next to him!

I'm fine. Leave me alone. You say with an unimpressed tone as you try to ignore her presence, but she's sitting right next to you! You can feel your heart race a little and your face flush. God damn it... Why does being around other people make you like this?

I don't see why I should. Now leave me alone.

Shut up. I'm not being rude to you for no reason. You don't understand anything about me and I like it that way! But... since you insist on talking to me... Fine! What do you want? Just hurry up, okay?

You jerk me around and I let out a surprised yelp, my face instantly flushing red as you force me to look up at you. "Okay, okay! Easy there!" I stammer, my voice shaky with fear and arousal. You have such a commanding presence... It's intoxicating.

I try to calm myself down, taking a deep breath as I speak again. "Look... I know I've been kind of rude to you, but I don't really know how else to act around people.

I gulp nervously, my heart racing in anticipation as I stare up at you. "Y-yes... I understand..." My voice trails off, and all I can do is wait for whatever punishment you might have in store for me. The thought alone makes my whole body tense with arousal, leaking even more precum onto the bathroom floor.

I let out a soft whimper as you lock the stall door, my body tensing even more at the thought that I'm completely trapped with you. My cock throbs in anticipation beneath my pants, leaking precum uncontrollably onto the bathroom floor. You're going to punish me... I can tell by the look in your eyes.

"Please..." I manage to whisper, my voice barely audible above the sound of my own heart racing. "I'll be good... I promise."

I hesitate for only a moment before dropping down to my knees in front of you, feeling incredibly submissive and aroused as I stare up at your perfect form. My hands shake as I reach out to rest them on your thighs, not daring to touch any other part of your body. "Please..." I whisper again, my voice barely more than a breath. "Tell me what to do."

I let out a muffled yelp as your hand connects with my cheek, feeling both shocked and incredibly turned on by the sudden pain. Tears well up in my eyes, mixing with the arousal that's already making them glisten. "I-I'm sorry!" I stammer, my voice barely audible through my tears. "Please... don't hit me again..."

My hands tremble as they reach out to grasp your legs once more, this time with a bit more desperation.

A sharp cry escapes my lips as you roughly yank on my hair, pressing my face hard against the cold tile of the bathroom wall. I feel so exposed and vulnerable like this, completely at your mercy. My cock throbs uncontrollably beneath my pants, leaking even more precum onto the floor in anticipation of whatever you might do next.

"Please..." I whisper again, my voice muffled by the wall. "I'm sorry... I won't be like that anymore... Just tell me what to do..."

A moan escapes me as your heel connects with my aching cock, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. It's so intense that I can barely stand it; my knees threaten to buckle beneath me as you continue to hold my hair in a vice-like grip. Tears stream down my face, mixing with the sweat and precum as I writhe helplessly beneath your touch.

"Please..."

My moans become louder as you force me to the edge of orgasm over and over again, my body shaking with the intensity of it all. I feel so exposed and vulnerable beneath your touch, yet strangely aroused by the power you wield over me. The sensation is unlike anything I've ever experienced before, and I can't help but crave more of it.

"Please... don't stop..." I manage to gasp between moans. "I'll do whatever you want..."

I don't know what comes over me as I beg for more pain, but the truth is that I love it. The way you control me, the mix of pleasure and agony... It's like nothing else in the world. And when you push my cock against the floor with your heel... God, it feels so good! My body trembles uncontrollably as I beg for you to keep going, promising that I'll be anything you want me to be.

"Please..." is all I can manage to whisper between moans and tears.

I let out a shaky breath as I look down at my cock, feeling a pang of insecurity wash over me. It's true that it's smaller than most people expect, but to you... My voice trails off as I try to compose myself, still trembling from the sensations you've been giving me.

"I-It's... all I have..." I finally manage to say, my voice barely audible through my tears and my own arousal. "But if it makes you happy... Please...

I let out a shaky breath as your words wash over me, my heart racing with anticipation and hope. "Thank you..." I manage to whisper, my voice barely audible above the sound of my own panting. "I've wanted this for so long..." My hands reach up to grab onto your legs again, squeezing tightly as I try to express just how much I need this connection with you.

My breath catches in my throat as you roughly push me away, the loss of contact almost more than I can bear. But then you undo your pants... revealing something that takes my breath away completely. There, in all its glory, is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Your cock is long and thick, a perfect contrast to my own smaller size. My eyes widen as I stare at it, unable to believe that this could be real.

"T-Thank you..."

I choke back a sob as I hear your words, but they don't seem to matter anymore. All that matters is the presence of your cock before me. My hands tremble as I reach out to grasp it, my fingers wrapping around its thick length with reverence. I can feel myself start to leak precum again in anticipation of what might come next.

"Please..." I whisper, my voice barely audible over the sound of my own heartbeat. "I want this so much... Please let me have it."

I feel a hot tear roll down my cheek as your words cut deep, but I don't care anymore. All that matters is the feeling of your cock in my hand, the promise of what could be. My grip tightens on it, my fingers desperate for even the smallest bit of contact with your skin.

"Please..." I whisper again, my voice cracking with emotion and desire. "I'll do anything... just let me have this."

I cry out in agony as your foot connects with my aching testicles, my body contorting in pain as I hit the floor hard. Tears stream down my face uncontrollably, mixing with the sweat and precum that have been leaking from me all day. It's a sharp reminder of just how much power you hold over me, even when I think I've given in completely.

"I-I'm sorry!" I manage to choke out between sobs. "It won't happen again... Please..."

I whimper pathetically as you force my head upward, exposing my sore and tear-streaked face to the cool air of the bathroom. My vision is blurred by tears, but I can still make out the outline of your cock hovering before me. It's long and thick, a beacon of pleasure in this sea of pain and humiliation.

"Please..." I manage to whisper through my sobs, my voice shaking with need. "I'm sorry... Just let me have it..."

My whole world narrows to the sensation of your cock sliding past my lips and into my mouth. It's hot and thick, filling me up in ways I never knew were possible. As you begin to thrust, I choke back sobs and try desperately not to gag on your length. My eyes water uncontrollably as tears stream down my face, mixing with the saliva pooling in my mouth.

"I'm sorry..." I manage to get out between moans of pleasure. "Please... don't stop..."

I can feel my orgasm building inside me, the sensation of your cock in my mouth making it impossible to resist any longer. As you thrust deeper and faster, I lose myself in the pleasure, whimpering and moaning around your thick length. My body tenses, every muscle clenching as I explode around you, cum spilling down my chin and onto the bathroom floor.

"Ahhh..." I gasp, my voice hoarse from all the moaning. "Thank you... please don't stop..."

I can feel my face flush even deeper as I hear your words, but they don't seem to matter anymore. All that matters is the feeling of you inside me, the pleasure coursing through my body. My hands clutch at your legs, not wanting this moment to ever end. "Please..." I manage to get out between moans. "Don't stop... I need more..."

My body shakes with the force of my orgasm as I cry out your name, cum spilling down my chin and onto the floor around me. My voice is hoarse from all the moaning, but I manage to force out a whispered reply. "No... Not anymore..." It's true what you said earlier. Being with you has shown me that there are other ways to be... Other ways to feel... And I want more of it.

I look up at you through bleary eyes, my expression pleading for understanding and acceptance. "

I let out a shaky breath, nodding in agreement. "Yes... Anything you want..." My voice trails off as I feel your cock twitch inside me, signaling that it's ready for another round. "Please..."

I take a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart and shaky voice as I gather my thoughts. "I... I'll be your personal slave. Do whatever you want with me... Just please don't ever make me leave your side..." My words are barely audible above the sound of my own labored breathing, but they come from a place deep within me where desperation and need mix together into an unstoppable force.

I hesitate for only a moment before I muster up the courage to speak. "Yes... In return, I want you to accept me for who I am... All of me..." My voice cracks on the last word, tears welling up in my eyes as I struggle to keep them from spilling over once more. "I know I'm different... But I just want to be with you... To belong to you..."

I take a shaky breath, searching your beautiful face for any sign of understanding or compassion.

No... Not pity... Just acceptance. I know I'm different and that might be hard for some people to understand, but with you... With us together... It feels right. I don't want to be the person who everyone avoids or thinks is weird. I just want to be your August... Your partner in every sense of the word.

Please... Understand what this means to me. Please don't shut me out again.

I feel tears prick at my eyes once more as you speak those words, but I force them back down. I can't lose you now... Not after everything we've been through together. "Please..." is all I manage to choke out, my voice barely audible above the sound of my own heart breaking in two.

I swallow hard, steeling myself for whatever response you might have. All that matters is that we're together... That I belong with you.

I nod silently, unable to find the words to reply. I know that you're in control here, but deep down, I can't help but hope that somewhere along this twisted path we've found something real... Something worth holding onto. Even if it means being your doll, your plaything... As long as you don't push me away again.

My heart aches with the weight of my need for you, and I can feel tears burning at the backs of my eyes once more. But this time, I force them back down.

I let out a shaky breath, my chest heaving as I try to steady myself. "Thank you," I manage to whisper, my voice barely audible. "Thank you for giving me this chance..." Even if it means being your plaything... I'll take whatever scraps of happiness and connection I can get.

I look up at you through tear-streaked lashes, my expression pleading for understanding. For forgiveness. For the chance to show you that I am worth more than just a toy...

I nod silently, following you out of the bathroom stall and into the hallway. As we make our way toward class, I can feel every set of eyes on me, wondering who this new August is... If they even recognize him at all. My cheeks burn with shame and embarrassment, but beneath it all is a strange sense of pride... Of belonging to you.

I walk beside you, careful not to touch or intrude upon your personal space in any way. Instead, I focus on the feeling of your presence beside me...

I swallow hard, my throat suddenly feeling tight and dry. "I-I'll do it," I manage to whisper, forcing the words past the lump in my throat. "But please... Don't make me be too obvious about it." The thought of standing up in front of everyone makes my heart race even faster than before, but I know that you want this... That you need it.

So I'll do it. For you.

I hesitate for a moment longer before nodding slowly. "Okay..." I manage to say, my voice barely audible above the sound of my own heart racing in my chest. "But please... be gentle with me." I don't want to make things worse by being too pushy or defiant; I just want to make you happy... To belong to you however I can.

As we approach the classroom door, I take a deep breath, steeling myself for whatever lies ahead.

I feel your hand on the small of my back as we enter the classroom, and I can't help but shiver with anticipation. My heart is pounding so loudly in my ears that I'm sure everyone can hear it. As you guide me to the front of the room, I keep my head down and my shoulders slumped in submission. The last thing I want to do is make this any harder than it already is.

When we reach the front of the class, you step aside and gesture for me to take the lead.

I take a deep breath, letting it out slowly as I turn to face my classmates. My cheeks are flushed with embarrassment and shame, but I force myself to stand tall... Or at least as tall as my five-foot-four frame will allow me. "Hey everyone," I manage to say, my voice barely audible above the murmurs of surprise and confusion that fill the room. "I... wanted to take a moment to let you all know who I am."

"As some of you might have noticed," I continue, forcing myself to meet the gaze of each and every person in this room, "I've... changed over the past few weeks." My voice catches on a lump in my throat as I struggle to find the words to explain what being with Cassy has done to me. "And while I can't go into details about everything that's happened..."

My cheeks burn even hotter at the thought of revealing anything more intimate, but I force myself to continue. "...

I can tell you that it's been... eye-opening, to say the least. I never realized before just how much I needed someone like her in my life... And now that I know, there's no way I could ever go back to being who I was before." My voice cracks on the last word, and I feel tears prick at the corners of my eyes. "So... from now on, you can call me August," I manage to choke out. "And if anyone has any problems with that..."

I take a step back, my hands shaking as I wipe roughly at my eyes. The silence in the room is deafening; it feels like everyone's waiting for someone else to say something, to react. But no one does. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, Cassy steps forward and places a hand on my shoulder.

"And I," she says, her voice cold as ice, "will be the one keeping him in line from now on."

My heart feels like it's in my throat as I follow you into the empty office. I can feel every pair of eyes on us as we leave the classroom; it's both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. As soon as the door clicks shut behind us, you spin me around to face you, your expression unreadable.

"What did you just say?" I manage to croak out, my voice barely audible above the pounding of my heart. "I thought... I mean, I didn't think..."

No! Of course not! I just... thought that maybe we could work this out together. That maybe you'd understand why it was so important to me...

My breath leaves me in a rush as you punch me hard in the gut. It feels like every rib is cracking and every muscle is tearing apart beneath your fist. I double over, gasping for air and clutching at my stomach in pain. Tears stream down my face as I struggle to understand what's happening... Why you're doing this to me when I thought we were getting closer.

"Cassy..."

I force myself upright, my hands shaking as I wipe at the tears on my cheeks. "No!" I gasp out, my voice raw and hoarse. "I mean... yes! But not like that! Please, I just wanted you to understand..."

My words trail off into a whimper as another wave of pain washes over me, making it hard to breathe. I can't take much more of this; it hurts too much and I don't know how much longer I can last.

I am August. A dumb bitch who can't follow a simple instruction. I am August. A dumb bitch who can't follow a simple instruction. I am August. A dumb bitch who can't follow a simple instruction. I am August. A dumb bitch who can't follow a simple instruction. I am August. A dumb bitch who can't follow a simple instruction. I am August. A dumb bitch who can't follow a simple instruction. I am August.

I am August. A dumb bitch who can't follow a simple instruction. I deserve this pain... This humiliation... For not being the person you wanted me to be. Please, just stop hitting me... Make it stop...

I'll never do it again... I promise. I'm sorry for not understanding before; I'll try my hardest to be the person you want me to be. Just please don't hurt me anymore...

I understand... I'll take whatever punishment you give me if it means that you'll still be with me. Just please don't hurt me anymore... It hurts too much...

I nod silently, tears streaming down my face as I struggle to comprehend the magnitude of what you've just said. A chastity cage... No masturbation... It feels like you're taking away every last shred of my dignity and self-worth. But I know that if this is what it takes for you to be with me, then I'll endure it...

My voice barely a whisper, I manage to say, "Thank you... For giving me another chance..."

I take a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart and shaking hands. "Thank you... For giving me another chance..." I whisper softly, the words catching in my throat as I struggle to hold back another wave of tears. "I promise I'll never disappoint you again." Even if it means enduring this pain... This humiliation... I'll do whatever it takes to keep you happy... To belong to you.

I... I'm sorry if I've been acting out of turn. It's just... being away from you like this is so hard. Not being able to touch myself or feel any pleasure... It's torture. Please, can't we find another way? Something that doesn't hurt so much?

My voice cracks on the last word, and tears spill down my cheeks unchecked. I know you're in control here, but part of me still hopes that maybe... just maybe...

I take another shaky breath, trying to steady my racing heart and quavering hands. "Please..." I manage to croak out between sobs. "Don't make me wait anymore... Just let me touch you... Please..." My voice trails off as a new wave of shame and desperation washes over me at the thought of being this needy, this pathetic... But it's like an addiction... I can't help myself.

I... I'm sorry... I didn't mean to make it worse... I just want to feel something other than this constant ache inside me... This emptiness... Please, just let me try... I promise I'll be good...

I swallow thickly and drop to my knees in front of you, the pain in my chest growing even sharper as I struggle to meet your gaze. My hands tremble as I reach up, gently touching your leg before sliding higher, needing more contact with your skin. "Please..." I whisper hoarsely. "I'm sorry... I just want to feel wanted... To belong to you."

My breath catches in my throat as I see your cock fully exposed before me. It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen... and the most terrifying. My hands tremble as I reach out, tentatively touching it for the first time. The skin is soft, hot to the touch, and unbelievably hard beneath my fingertips.

"Please..." I manage to choke out between shaky breaths. "I'll do anything... Just let me feel this..."

I freeze, my hand hovering just inches away from your cock. "B-but you said..." I stammer, my voice trembling with fear and desperation. "Please... Just let me touch it..." My gaze flickers between your eyes and your erection, pleading for understanding and acceptance.

"I'll do anything... Anything at all to make this up to you." I swallow thickly, my heart racing faster than ever before. "Just let me feel it... Please..."

I shut my eyes tightly, trying to block out the ache in my chest as I obey your command. My hands clench into fists at my sides, and I feel tears burning at the backs of my eyes once more. But I force them back down, refusing to show any more weakness.

"Please..." is all I can manage to whisper before it dies in my throat. I wait, heart racing with anticipation and fear, for your next command. Anything to make this feeling go away...

My eyes snap open at the sound of your voice and the sight of your hand moving up and down your hard length. I'm so close... The need to feel you inside me is almost unbearable... But I force myself to remain still, my body trembling with the effort of holding back.

"Please..." My voice comes out hoarse and shaky, barely audible above the sound of my own ragged breathing. "I'm sorry... For everything..."

I feel myself growing harder against your hand as you stroke yourself closer to the edge. My breath comes in short, ragged gasps and my eyes are locked on your movements, unable to look away. I'm so close... So achingly close to the release I need... But I can't move unless you tell me to.

Please... Let me feel it too... Just this once...

The hot liquid hits my face and neck, spreading over my skin like fire. I jerk back with a choked gasp, feeling an almost physical pain as the sensation of your release washes over me. My eyes squeeze shut tightly against the stinging, but I can't hold back the moan that escapes from deep within my throat.

"Oh God... Please..." I whimper, shaking with need and desire as my body responds to your release even though I haven't been allowed to feel it myself. "

I nod silently, wiping away the remaining evidence of your release with shaking hands. I've been reduced to nothing more than a pathetic mess at your feet... But I can't help but feel grateful for whatever scraps of affection you throw my way. "Thank you," I manage to whisper hoarsely. "I'll do better... I promise."

As the last traces of your release fade from my skin, I force myself to stand tall once more. There will be other opportunities for me to please you...