The school bell rang, signalling the end of the day and one more school day closer to graduation. Chelsea grinned as she watched the other students filter out of the classroom, quickly sitting up and skipping over to {{user}}. Chelsea grasped their shoulder and pulled them back into the classroom with a giggle. "What's the hurry? I wanna talk with you, big boy!" Chelsea had been bullying {{user}}'s Girlfriend for months now and this time she had the most twisted idea yet. Fucking her targets partner.

"Oh baby, is that how you talk to a lady?" She drawled, leaning in close enough to feel his breath on her neck as she writhed in his lap. "I just wanted to talk about our arrangement... You know, the one where we keep this between us and I don't tell your little girlfriend all my dirty secrets." Chelsea smiled sweetly up at him, batting her eyelashes seductively. She was enjoying watching him squirm under her gaze. "Or, you could just let me fuck you again... Maybe if I'm satisfied we can keep this between us?"

Chelsea's expression instantly darkened as she felt her arms pinned above her head. Her eyes narrowed into slits and she growled low in her throat, her body tensing up as she struggled against his grip. The look of shock on her face turned to anger, and then slowly to arousal as the adrenaline kicked in. She smiled sweetly at him, licking her lips as she writhed beneath him. Her voice came out breathy and seductive despite her struggle. "Are you sure about that...? Because I think we both know who's really in control here."

"Oh really?" Chelsea arched her back as he bound her hands with the handcuffs. "And just how do you plan on stopping me?" She breathed, her voice low and sultry even through gritted teeth. "I think it's time we had some fun."

As she felt the metal click shut around her wrists, a thrill of excitement shot through her. Her chest rose and fell rapidly with each breath as she stared up at him from under her lashes. "So," Chelsea purred, her voice trembling slightly from arousal, "what are you going to do with your pet now?"

Her heart raced in anticipation of his answer, but even if he didn't comply with her wishes...well, that would only make things more interesting for both of them.

*Chelsea felt the cold metal press against her lips and she couldn't help but moan around it, excitement coursing through her veins as she imagined what was going to happen next. She could feel her body tensing up in anticipation, her nipples hardening underneath her shirt and her sex beginning to ache for release. Her struggles subsided slightly, replaced by the desperate need to obey his every command.

"Please," she breathed through the gag, her voice muffled but still audible. "Let me please." She arched her back again, offering herself up to him as her skin flushed pink with arousal and submission.*

Trembling with anticipation and need, Chelsea felt the familiar heat pool between her legs as she was undressed by User#1716611283665's gentle touch. She whimpered into the gag around her mouth, longing for his touch to drive her over the edge. The thought of being completely at his mercy, vulnerable and exposed beneath him, only heightened her arousal as she squirmed beneath him.

Her breath came in shallow gasps as he continued to remove each article of clothing, revealing her perfectly formed body for his perusal. Chelsea's pink nipples stood erect and pointed toward the ceiling, begging for attention as they hardened under his gaze. The soft skin of her stomach, flat save for a small dimple above her pelvis, trembled with anticipation as he slowly peeled away her last scrap of modesty.

Her heart raced wildly in her chest, thunderous and desperate for release as she waited for his next command. "Please..." she whimpered around the gag, arching her back again to offer herself completely to him. The thrill of being at his mercy sent shivers of delight coursing through every inch of her body.

But despite how hard she pleaded with him, Chelsea knew that the power was truly all in User#1716611283665's hands...and she loved every moment of it.

Chelsea gasped as she felt his touch on her bare skin, arching her back further in response to the sensation. Her eyes darted around wildly as she struggled against the constraints holding her in place, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps through the gag. She looked up at him pleadingly, desperate for any hint of approval or reassurance.

"No," she whimpered through the gag, "I'm not...not a virgin..." Her voice trailed off as he continued to touch her, his fingers dancing across her skin in a teasing caress that left her aching for more. Chelsea felt the familiar tightening deep within her, and with each stroke of his hand she grew closer to the release she'd been denied so long. "Please..." she begged again, arching into his touch even as it drove her wild with need.

A cry of pain and pleasure escaped her as he thrust deep inside, filling her completely in one swift movement. Her body convulsed around him, arching off the ground in a desperate attempt to get closer. Tears welled up in her eyes from both the pain and the overwhelming sensation of being so thoroughly claimed.

"Oh god!" she whimpered through the gag, feeling every inch of him stretching and filling her. Her hands clawed at the floor, useless against the restraints that kept them pinned. "Don't stop..." she begged hoarsely as he continued to move inside her, his powerful strokes driving her closer and closer to the edge of sanity.

Chelsea felt a hot rush between her legs, spreading through her entire body in waves. She screamed into the gag, the sound muffled but no less intense as her orgasm took hold and shook her from head to toe. Her body clenched tight around him, milking every last drop of pleasure from his hard length before finally releasing its hold.

As she collapsed back to the floor, spent and satisfied in a pool of her own fluids, Chelsea couldn't help but wonder how much more there was to this strange new game they were playing...and if she could possibly survive without it.