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Chapter 4 by fembroi fembroi

Sayaka is trying to take over your will !!!

Become Sayaka's Plaything

Sayaka grabs hold of your wrist. You gave little resistance as you made an unsure noise.

"I-I don't know.." You noise unsurely as she frowns at you.

"Shut up. I don't care." She says cruelly, you notice a strange dark energy coming from her ring, "You're mine now. Don't talk unless I say so." She says, glaring at you. You shrink slightly and look to the side, "Stupid boy." She mutters.

The rest of the ride is quiet. Sayaka's firm grip keeps on your wrist as you feel confused but a little curious on what was to come. By any glance, people would just assume you two were a couple.

Something about Sayaka just seemed strange. Like an overwhelming power was pushing onto you, weighing you down. You hadn't even realized you were panting a little from the stress. It was like a ****.

"Tired already?" Sayaka mutters as she looks you over, "Maybe I just chose the wrong boy." She says which causes you to feel annoyed.

"Fine." You try to pull your wrist back, but Sayaka's grip become deadly. You couldn't believe how strong her grip was! You grunt as she forces you on a seat and sits on your lap. She glares at you coldly, "Do that again, and I'll break it." She says firmly. You can't help but believe her.

"S-so..." You try to apologize but she puts her hand around your neck.

"What did I say?" Sayaka says impatiently. You close your mouth. Right, don't talk.

"Good." She answers as though reading your mind, "Now, keep quiet." She orders before she starts to feel you up. Wait, what? She looks down your shirt, letting off a noise of though before looking to you with a glare, "Don't, move." She says. She feels your chest and stomach, before looking over your face. She blushes slightly as she does, as though noticing your features for the first time. You notice how cute she looks but she must have caught on as she glares and puts a bit of pressure on your neck. You look away from her.

"Good boy." You hear her voice, but swear her lips weren't moving. She rests a hand on your crotch which causes you...

How are you feeling.... down stairs?

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