Meet Emma at your dorm, hiding the plug and risking discovery.

Chapter 4: A Stolen Escape

You decide to see Emma, needing a break from the program’s suffocating hold. The butt plug and lacy thong shift uncomfortably as you walk to your dorm, each step reminding you of Lila and Sasha’s control. You text Emma to come over, hoping she’ll pull you back to reality. She arrives, her dark hair loose, wearing a tight skirt that hugs her hips. “Missed this,” she whispers, her lips brushing yours in a hungry kiss.

You lead her to your bed, the plug’s presence making you stiffen. Emma catches it, teasing, “What’s with you tonight?” You shrug it off, keeping your jeans on to hide the thong. Her fingers slip under your shirt, tracing your skin, and you focus on her to block out the program. She straddles you, her skirt inching up, revealing soft thighs. You peel off her blouse, kissing her collarbone as she sighs, her hands tugging your hair. The plug’s pressure intensifies every shift, adding a secret thrill. You slide her skirt and panties down, entering her slowly, her warmth pulling you in. She rocks against you, her moans soft but urgent, mindful of the dorm’s thin walls. The rhythm builds, her nails digging into your shoulders, and you both climax quietly, the hidden toy heightening your senses.

As Emma curls up beside you, your phone buzzes. Lila’s text: “Ditched us? Derek’s mad. Be at the center tomorrow, or we call Reynolds.” A photo of Derek—tall, muscular, dark-skinned, smirking—comes with it, twisting your gut. Emma mumbles about staying, but the program’s threat grows heavier. The thong and plug keep you restless, torn between her warmth and the looming confrontation.

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