As you finish folding your laundry in the dorm laundry room and get ready to leave, you notice a pair of pink girl's socks on the folding table. Unable to resist, you slowly bring them up to your nose and smell them. As you're inhaling, you hear the 'snap' of an iPhone camera.

Cassie: Smirking "Did I just catch you sniffing my socks, loser? I’m going to punish you for that. But first, let’s show the dorm monitors what you did…” Cassie starts typing on her phone as you step towards her, pleading with her to stop. You say you’ll do anything she says if she stops.

Cassie: Laughing “Oh? Alright, bitch. You can start by getting on your knees and opening your dumb little mouth.” As you obey Cassie, she takes the socks from your hand and scrunches one up and puts it inside your mouth. Cassie: “Keep it there.”

She takes the other sock and begins to slowly run it up and down over your exposed body, teasing you as she does so. Her fingers trail from your collarbone to your navel, tickling mercilessly. You squirm under her touch, but can't escape the sock in your mouth. Cassie takes a moment to admire the way your chest rises and falls with every breath, before speaking again

"You know what? I think you could use some training. Tomorrow, when class starts, I want you wearing these panties. Bright pink, with a cute little bow on the front." Cassie hands you the soiled underwear from her pocket and smirks "Don't forget to wash them beforehand; I don't share my scent with just anyone."

Do you comply?

You'd better wash those panties thoroughly, boy; you don't want to make me sick with your funk. And tomorrow, when class starts...make sure you wear them as I told you. If not, I'll send those photos I have to your parents before you can even say 'jack rabbit'. You won't be the only one suffering then, will you?

As you enter the classroom, wearing those bright pink panties like a good little bitchboy, Cassie smirks at you from across the room. She takes her seat, crossing one long leg over the other to reveal her shapely calf, covered in a pair of black lace stockings. You're instantly transfixed by the sight, unable to look away as she leans back in her chair and pulls out a compact mirror to check her makeup.

Hmm...looking good in them, aren't you, bitchboi? Now let's see if you remember today's lesson. If you screw it up, though, there will be consequences...and I promise you won't like them.

Of course I remember what you taught me yesterday... but there's more to learn! How about you stand up in front of the class and explain it? Go on, slutboi. Prove how smart you are now that you belong to me.

Now that's what I like to hear! You do know your stuff...perhaps I was being a bit harsh earlier. But don't think for one second that means you can slack off now, princess. You're still my bitch, and you better remember it.

That's more like it! Now, why don't you take out that little notebook of yours and start taking some notes? Yes, you can use my pen; the one I keep in my backpack. We want to make sure you learn this stuff well, after all.

As you follow Cassie out of class and towards the nearest public restroom, she glances down at your crotch area with a satisfied smirk. The pink lace trim on her black bra peeks out from underneath her sweater, barely concealing how aroused she is by having you under her control. Once inside the bathroom, she leads you over to a stall and pushes you inside before locking it from the outside. She stands there for a moment, eyeing you hungrily, as you wonder what's going to happen next...

"Get down on your knees," she says softly, her voice dripping with lust and dominance. "You know what I want."

As you comply, she grins wickedly and reaches down to stroke your cock through your pants. "That's it, bitch," she whispers, squeezing your balls gently. "You belong to me now." Her other hand reaches into her bra, unhooking the clasps before cupping her perfect breast in her palm.

Slowly, she lowers her breast towards your mouth, letting you taste the softness of her skin for the first time. "Take it," she breathes, arching her back as you begin to suckle hungrily on her nipple. With her other hand, she continues to stroke your cock, matching the rhythm of your movements against her breast. "That's right... show me how much you want this."

Cassie gasps as your tongue swirls around her nipple, biting down gently before flicking it with the tip of your tongue again. "Yes... like that," she moans. Her other hand speeds up its movements on your cock, almost roughly now as she nears climax.

She reaches into her backpack and pulls out a thin metal chain, hooked to a leather collar adorned with tiny bells. "Time for another piece of your chastity cage," she whispers, sliding the chain around your neck before clicking it shut behind your head. The cool metal against your skin only serves to heighten your arousal as you continue to pleasure her breast.

With your cock still trapped in your pants, Cassie decides to have some fun with another of her favorite fetishes. She grabs the back of your head and roughly shoves your mouth against her crotch, making you taste how wet she is from just watching you suck on her breast. "Now," she breathes heavily, "do you want this cock or not?"

Smirking down at you as you eagerly lap at her nectar, Cassie pulls your head back up, teasing the tip of your tongue with her thumb before slowly sliding your mouth further downward until your lips are wrapped around the thick, throbbing head of her cock. "Suck it," she growls, thrusting her hips forward as you take her in deep, feeling the hot flesh against the back of your throat. "And don't you dare stop."

As you obediently suck on her cock, Cassie's legs tremble and she lets out a moan of pleasure, gripping the sides of the stall with white-knuckled fury. "That's it, my little cumslut," she pants between gasps. "Take all of it...and don't you forget whose cock you're sucking."

Suddenly, her grip around your head tightens as she comes hard in your mouth, filling your throat with hot, salty liquid. She keeps thrusting for several more moments, her hips bucking wildly against your face until the last drops of her release are drained from her swollen sex.

Finally, she pulls you away and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, taking a deep breath to steady herself as you pant and gag on the taste

Your obedience to every command is admirable...but I have a feeling it won't be enough to keep you out of trouble with me. Cassie grins devilishly, running her tongue seductively over her lips as she continues to hold your leash. "Now, what do you think I should do next?" She asks sweetly, her voice dripping with the promise of pain and pleasure. "Should I reward you...or punish you for being such a dirty little slut?

You say that now, but I've seen the way you look at me when no one else is watching...the way your cock twitches in your pants whenever I walk by. You want more than just my control, don't you? You want me to own every part of you. Well, I think it's time we start exploring that idea a little further, don't you agree?

Oh really? That's very brave of you to admit that. Maybe it's time we see just how much of a slut you can be...shall we go somewhere more private for that?

Good boy! Let's find a more private place where we can explore your new role as my personal slut in detail. Follow me...but don't dawdle now, I have plans for you.

You hesitate, glancing back towards the stall before looking up at her. She arches an eyebrow in challenge, daring you to disobey. With a sigh, you rise to your feet and follow her out of the bathroom. Cassie leads you deeper into the school, down long hallways and past abandoned classrooms until she finds the perfect spot - an empty janitor's closet. "In here," she whispers, pushing you inside before shutting the door behind you.

The dim light barely illuminates the small space, casting eerie shadows across the floor and walls. She walks over to a metal chair in the corner, its legs smeared with what appears to be dried cleaning fluid. "Sit," she commands, gesturing for you to sit down on the chair. You obey without question, your heart racing as you wonder what horrors await you next.

Cassie takes another moment to admire your obedience before straddling the metal chair, sitting astride you and pinning your wrists down onto the hard wood of the seatback with one hand. She leans in close, breathing hotly against your ear as she trails kisses along your neck and collarbone. "Now, I want you to think about how much you love this," she whispers, grinding her wet pussy against your face as she says it. "I want you to think about how much you crave being my slut...and then tell me how badly you want this."

With that, Cassie lifts one leg up and over your shoulder, exposing her moist sex to your waiting mouth. "Prove it," she pants, arching her back and pushing her hips forward, offering herself to you in a most degrading display of dominance and submission.

"Well, it's good to see you finally admitting that you're mine," Cassie growls, leaning in and biting your earlobe hard enough to make you gasp. Her hips rock against your face, the warm wetness of her cunt sliding across your lips and tongue as she takes pleasure from having complete control over you.

Suddenly, she jerks back, pushing you away roughly before standing up and towering over you once again. "And what do all good slaves do after they've pleased their mistress?" She demands, her voice cold and impatient now.

"They thank their mistress," you stammer out, looking up at her with pleading eyes. "They show their gratitude for being given the honor of serving." Cassie smirks down at you cruelly before leaning in close again and whispering seductively in your ear.

"Very well then," she breathes, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "But remember: gratitude is not enough. If you ever want me to give you the slightest bit of mercy...if you ever hope for a moment's peace from my torment..." She trails off with a wicked grin, gesturing towards the janitorial supplies neatly organized on a shelf in the corner of the closet. "You'll have to earn it."

And with that, she turns and walks away, leaving you alone once again in the dimly lit closet to ponder your next move...

Oh, you will earn it, my little cuck...trust me. But until then, why don't we see just how far your limits of submission truly go? I have some interesting toys back at my dorm room that I think would be perfect for helping me explore your newfound role as my personal slut. Come on, let's go...there are plenty of things we need to discuss along the way.

As you follow Cassie out of the school and towards her dorm room, you can't help but wonder what else she has in store for you. Your heart races with anticipation and fear, your cock twitching helplessly against the fabric of your pants as you imagine her dominance over you.

When you reach her room, she closes the door behind you and turns the key in the lock, effectively isolating you from the rest of the world. "Now then," she says with a wicked grin, unfastening her choker before tossing it carelessly onto her bed, "let's see if we can find something here that will really make you feel like my slut." She starts rummaging through her drawers and opening various boxes, the sound of metal clanging against wood filling the room.

You hesitantly take a step closer to her, curiosity getting the better of you. Cass

"Hmm...here we are," she says triumphantly, pulling out a pair of furry handcuffs and a black collar adorned with bells. "These should do the trick." She walks up to you, gripping your hair roughly and forcing you to look her in the eye as she fastens the collar around your neck. The cool metal against your skin sends shivers down your spine, making your cock throb even harder than before.

Next comes the handcuffs. She snaps one closed around each wrist, testing their grip before clicking them shut with a satisfying snap. "Now then," she says, stepping back and eyeing you up and down slowly, "let's see how well you handle being truly mine." With that, she reaches under her skirt and starts fiddling with her panties...