A Distraction First

Making my way over to the locker rooms, I was only able to spot a few people in the throes of their heat today. Some light moaning occasionally echoed from the few bathrooms I passed, but otherwise it seemed as if most of the horniness from yesterday had left the school entirely. Almost as if they took a sick day.

Old Rule: Taking days off from important activities such as work or school due to ovulation is considered incredibly rude, and is hardly ever done.

Thankfully, when I closed the rulebook, the hallways once again rang with the sounds of dozens of people trying to satisfy their carnal urges. Moaning and groaning reverberated throughout the school, like one big choir of fucking. I couldn't help but grin at it.

"God, I love that sound. Don't you?" As I turned to look back at Julie, I'd finally noticed that my belt had slipped down to her knees, while her "skirt" had fallen off a few feet ago. I clicked my tongue in disappointment.

"I'm sorry...i-it wasn't tight enough..."

"Don't be sorry. Just do better. As punishment for not meeting the dress code, go ahead and pick up that strip of cloth you call a skirt and bring it here."

Like a dutiful little cock-sleeve, she waddled as sexily as possible back over to her sliced shirt, bent over to pick it up, and waddled back over. Once she got close enough, I tore the belt down from her legs. It took her a moment to figure out to step out of it, but once she did, I loosened the belt, wrapped it around her neck, and tightened. A little gasp escaped her mouth, but otherwise she didn't protest the tightness. Next, I took the strip of cloth from her hand, and while still holding on to the belt like a makeshift leash, I shoved it as forcefully as possible up her pussy.

"Oh! Ohhh!"

Her whines of pain and pleasure made no impact on me. I was too busy getting as much of yesterday's cum onto the dirty rag. As I pull the cloth back out, a little jizz leaked out of her now loose hole. I slap the back of her head before more can leak out. As I spin around her to access her ass, she still shudders from the pain of the **** entry, and remembering yesterday's anal experience, readies herself by tensing up and stiffening.

"No no, relax. Breathe. I don't want a clenched asshole, I want an asshole that's easy to use." Reluctantly, she relaxed, as much as someone about to experience horrible pain could. "Better."

With that, I shoved the strip of shirt up her asshole, and instantly she began squealing and shivering. I continued to shove it even further up, soaking it in my old cum and her asshole's smell. I twisted it around in their for some time, not even to truly dirty it, but just to toy with Julie and see how far I could push her. Surprisingly, she didn't complain. After about five minutes of being inside her asshole, I withdrew the skirt, and with it a small stream of semen once again leaked out of her. Again, I closed it up before too much could escape.

Now, returning once more to the frontside of the petite Asian, I lifted the skirt before her face, letting her bask in the sight and smell of the soiled clothing. Her face betrayed any wish she had to appear submissive; she was already gagging.

"Now. What I want you to do...is shove this thing into your mouth."

"Wha...what?"

"You heard me. Put it in your mouth."

She gulped, reluctantly grabbed the skirt, and ever so slowly, brought it to her mouth. She opened wide, and with one final glance to see if this was a prank or not, shoved the whole thing into her mouth. Instantly, she started **** and gagging. The taste must've been horrible.

"I'm putting that thing in there to remind you of two things. One, that for the rest of the day, I don't want to hear a single sound from you. I don't want to see that sorry excuse of a 'skirt' at all, until I tell you to. And two, it's to remind you that you must do everything right the first time. You will not make mistakes or accidents when serving under me. You're the shining example the rest of my girls need to follow, okay? I can't have the head mistress slipping up in front of the subordinates, can I?" She shook her head. "That's right. Now get on all fours. Your leash isn't much use if it isn't being used right."

Quickly, she descended to her hands and knees, and looked up at me expectantly. That whole debacle had taken far too long. It was time for me to finally get to gym class. With Julie crawling behind me like a true bitch, I navigated towards the locker room.

Author's Note: Hey everyone! Again, sorry for the radio silence. Work has gotten incredibly busy, and as a result I simply haven't had time to sit down and write. I got this small little sliver of nothing, and decided to bust out some more writing for everyone just in case you thought I was dead or something. I'm good! And still thinking often about this story! I just don't have the time anymore to write as often as I used to, so things will progress very slowly.

I also wanted to take a moment to address the straw polls I put out for the future of some of the characters. The mother-daughter one seemed to be working fine, and that competitive breeding kink will be worked into the story in the near future. However, and I'm not entirely sure why, the ranked-choice one ended up being just in numerical order. Somehow I doubt that, out of all of the interesting options I wrote up, just plain old marriage and fucking were the most interesting to all of you, so instead I'm just moving forward with the ones I think are the most interesting from a story perspective. That means Sightless, Challenger, and Second Mind will be the ones appearing later on, and for now, the other options will be scrapped for that specific scenario. That doesn't mean they won't show up again; if there's enough outcry, the other perks listed may make a return somehow for different characters, but regardless, they won't be involved in this specific story beat.

Thank you all for reading. Can't wait to write even more for all of you!

-SoapInAss