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Chapter 11 by Duke Juke Duke Juke

Which classmate arrives next?

Celestia Ludenburg

As soon as Sayaka left to go find her seat another person walked through the door. Celestia Ludenburg, the ultimate gambler arrived. She was wearing a skin tight black bunny costume that hugged her petite body. There was also a pair of fish net stockings that clung to her long, smooth and pale legs. On top of her hair was also a pair of bunny ears that looked cute as it contrasted with her serious manner.

"Greetings. I believe you are the infamous ultimate pervert, correct? Pleasure to male your acquaintance." She greeted with a small bow of her head.

Celestia walked towards Matt, her heels clacking as she elegantly approached. She seemed skilled in walking with heels as if she had done so a thousand times before. As if by magic a pair of die appeared in her doll like hand.

"Are you prepared for our greeting?" She asked politely

Matt nodded in response, too focused on her small breasts to form a proper sentence. Celestia shook the die and rolled it on the nearest table. One of the dice landed on two and the other landed on thee, totalling at five.

"A little higher than I expected, but still a good number. Perhaps I still need practice" she sighed

The gambler bent over the table where the die rested, scooping them up into her hands, and presented her small but soft ass towards her new classmate. Celestia looked off into the distance as if completely uninterested in the greeting. More interested in playing with her hair than Matt.

Matt approached Celestia and drew back his palm, landing a hard slap to her posterior. Celes jolted up from the sharp pain, her face becoming flushed, she hadn't expected it to hurt as much as it did. Matt's smile grew.

"O-one. Please refrain from doing it so-."

Celestia was interrupted with another spank before she could finish her sentence. Matt watched as the small tush wobled and rippled. His hand print had now appeared on her right was cheek.

"T-two. Please be more gen-"

Cut off again by another spank, this time on the left cheek. Her long acrylic nails was now scratching into the table and she began gritting her teeth. Her face had gone from a pure white to a deep red.

"Th-th-three. I hate y-"

Matt was having a pervy blast torturing the cold Celes. He noticed a small damp patch form on the bottom of her costume, meaning she was probably enjoying being abused. Her body was now shaking as she struggled to keep her cool as her bottom became almost entirely red.

"F-f-four. Please do-"

This was the last spank, so Matt made sure it was a good one. The sound of his hand colliding with her tush echoed through out the room. But that wasn't the only noise to delight his ears, as Celes let out a cute moan. She was now trembling before him, completely humiliated and defeated by someone she would describe as "unpleasant" and "unworthy"

"F-five. Now you've had your fun. I'll be taking my seat now" Celes rushed.

Her once graceful movements were now shakey and unbalanced. Matt watched her struggle to sit down, he hoped he would get the chance to humiliate the secret masochist again. Thankfully, he knew he had the power to do so.

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