A dream?

He had a dream that day. He couldn't remember it quite well, as there were only flickering images and sounds. Still, a few things got stuck, such as the auburn hair, sweat, leather, moaning, and the dull ache around his cock.

"Uh-" Maddison groaned before shifting in the bed-sheets, "Where..."

Why was he in bed? Wasn't he supposed to be in school?

Wait- no, it can't be! It was a dream all along?!

He panicked, quickly getting up from bed, only to stay face to face with one of his biggest nightmares - Heather White.

"She did quite a number on you." She said while typing something on her cellphone.

Relief overcame him, only to be replaced with confusion the very next second.

Then it wasn't a dream, but how does she know about our teacher?

"Oh, for the love of Gaia, quit your frowning. I can tell it by not even looking at your skinny face." She spared a glance at him before focusing back on whatever she was typing, "Besides, you shouldn't worry about things your little brain can't understand - you have bigger worries now."

Finally, she turned her attention towards him and showed a picture in her phone - it was him, naked and ****, with a cock cage!

The fuck?!

"What did you do to me, you psycho bitch?!" He lashed out before looking at his dick underneath the covers - indeed, it was locked tight.

"Me? Nothing. Just following orders while taking a little souvenir on the side." Her tone was low, but he could tell that she wasn't entertaining healthy thoughts, "But you really should watch your tongue when talking to your betters."

His face instantly went pale - that photo could ruin his life if she were to post it somewhere.

"Ah, that's a better bitch- well, not mine actually, but whatever." A smirk came to her face while pulling her seat closer.

"What do you mean?" Maddison asked in a tiny voice. She had the smell of strong perfume, and her skirt didn't hide much. Her sexual appeal was certainly there - a fact proven by the pain in his groin - but he still hated her guts.

"Well, that's not for me to say, as that crazy witch made it quite clear. But let's not talk about her, rather what about this little souvenir?" She played with the phone in her hand.

"What about it?" He restrained his voice the best he could, trying not to lash out once again at the bitch who made his everyday life a living hell.

"You wouldn't that to go around, now would you? That 'woman' may protect her toys, but she doesn't have to know about it, right?"

Maddison stared at her - her casual smirk and bratty attitude - and couldn't help but go along with her.

"What do you want? M- money?"

"What do I want?" She almost laughed at that, "Cash?! Bitch, you serious? I could buy your entire petty house just with my allowance. Rather, what can I do for you, and you for me?"

"Huh?" He couldn't understand her reasoning.

"Let's say you just got into a shit-ton amount of troubles today." She snapped her fingers at that, the world shifting in a single second, "I can't save you from whatever the hell that bitch may be planning, but I'm willing to help."

"Wha-" Maddison's eyes went wild at her display of magic.

"Don't even fucking ask. She will explain things later."

Why is she talking about Bella that way - crazy witch?

"Why would I even want your help- actually, why would you help me, to begin with?" Whatever it was, he certainly wouldn't like it.

"After tonight, you will come begging for help. Also, you don't want your little secret out, do you? I'm just asking for something simple..." She slowly teased her legs open, her skirt revealing her bare shaved pussy underneath, "Loyalty."

She bit her lips while staring at his reaction. First pain from one of the hardest erections he ever had, then came the fury.

S- she is asking me to please her? After all that she's done.

His heart throbbed loudly, but he didn't know if it was from arousal or rage.

"Come on bitch, don't leave me waiting." Her tone was harsh, her finger hovering above the picture on her phone.

He gulped. Getting up from the mattress - his naked skin quivering in the cold air - he knelt in front of Heather. Her thick thighs threatened to lock his head in there, to never let go again.

"Fuck, you really are a virgin." She forcefully grabbed his hair, driving him right inside her tight confines. The musky scent of her sex invaded his nostrils, the cage growing ever tighter by the second.

"Use your tongue, useless bitch!" He complied, completely at the mercy of her smooth legs. The thought of resisting didn't even cross his head - perhaps a consequence of the constant bullying.

He pried her pussy with his tongue, licking all the spots he could reach. Surprisingly, the taste wasn't all that bad, being something between sweet and bitter. Nonetheless, it didn't matter. She'd only let him go when she was satisfied with his performance.

"Ahh~ that's quite good for someone's first time. Too bad you don't have a little girlfriend." She snickered at that remark, tightening her grip on his hair so much that it actually hurt.

Maddison almost stopped at that, being reminded of the girl he was in love with at the start of the year. Heather didn't care one bit though, literally grinding her cunt on his face.

"Fuckkking hell~ you getting better by the second!" She held his head there, not letting him a single breath, "Come on if you want to breathe, then make me cum!" She told him, his dick twitching inside its cage.

His head was going blue already, all that he could see now were her snatch's lips.

L- let me breathe...

New Skill - Oral lvl.1!

Passive skill; +1% pleasure when giving oral.

Heather didn't feel the slightest change, still a long way off from an orgasm.

"Ahh~" She moaned as she stared at his **** eyes, "I don't care if you pass out." She meant it. Her stare was that of a goddess looking down on an ant.

He could feel the burning of his lungs, desperation setting in. It was then that he noticed that he was locked by an iron grip between her legs - there was no way he could get away. His tongue worshiped everything it could, his eyes watering at her cold stare.

Oral lvl.1 - Oral lvl.2!

+1% pleasure - +2% pleasure

"Don't ~ahh~ look at me like that!" She groaned, her nails digging in his scalp, "I might cum that way." Her expression was one of pure bliss, his skill finally showing some of its signs.

He used arouse on her as fast as he could, his survival literally depending on her pleasure.

His thoughts weren't making sense anymore, unconsciousness creeping in. His status mirrored his condition with a debuff of minus 5 HP per second.

Oral lvl.2 - Oral lvl.3!

+2% pleasure - +3% pleasure

There wasn't anything other than her pussy in his mind - licking, kissing, sucking, his body fell into a trance of primal instinct.

She was the predator, her legs **** out the life of its prey.

"FUCKKK!" At last, her cunt exploded her sweet juice all over his pale face, "Ahhhhh, fuckin' bitch." She at last let go of him, literally throwing him to the ground like a cheap used whore.

Immediately, he breathed as much as he could, dark spots filling his sight.

Heather loomed over his weak figure, her legs shining in the cold light.

"Here, my contact number. Call me when you need help." She said while playing with his cage between her toes. She then wrote something on a sticky note that was in her purse before putting it over his cage.

Gasping with an abused dick and pussy juices all over his face, he could only stare at her bubble butt jiggling as she left the infirmary.