You go to the shop

You rush out to the shop as fast as possible. You reach the familiar place and quickly shop what you need, without actually forgetting to buy your own utilities in order to justify your visit if needed.

Then start rushing through the steps, anticipation brimming in your heart as you were actually unable to see Yuki before and your brain is craving to bask in her beauty.

There were no instructions about where her club is located at. You know, because after the stalkish behaviour through social media you have a good idea about where the places she habitually visits are located at. Shit, you may even be able to locate her house through what can be seen in some of her windows from the photos, which is not much. She did not actually send you that information and you forgot to ask so now you are sure you have been stalking her even if the account you used was not your original one. Maybe someone anonymus liking all of her photos gave you away.

Then you reach the horror club, Yuki's club where they supposedly gather to write and tell horror stories and also to dress up sluttily in halloween.

You knock at the door and a familiar voice lets you to enter.

Your eyes instantly lock into Yuki's location, seated behind a big old desk that dwarfs her a little and makes she seem even cuter.

Her beautiful black hair is drafted in two ponytails that make her pale white face seem even fresher and smaller. An evil smirk on her tulip lips seems directed at you as she signals you to enter.

The atmosphere at the club is hot and dense. It seems as if someone had just sweated a lot in the small room but the windows are kept shut. This is the top floor and nobody would be able to tell what is happening inside from outside the window.

Yuki's four friends, the ones from your favourite photo are in the room, relaxed and seated on smaller chairs and desks that Yuki's.

You barely notice however as your attention is completely centered on the pretty girl behind the giant desk.

"Good job pet" She smiles, sweetly. You could swear that the sun itslef is shining brighter. "Get those things over here". Her small evil grin makes you weak on the knees. She is not much shorter than you, just about an inch, yet behind that humongous desk with her twintails she looks like a small little girl, and she is so cute that you feel your insides melting and your brain become mush.

"N-ow pet. Wanna participate in this club's activities?" Her gaze enticing.

"No-not really". You think about your little sister. "I need to go and see.." Your eyes waver, as you see Yuki reclining her seat and putting her small feet on top of the desk. Her shiny little shoes and cute white socks inundate your view. Her pale white legs showing below her school uniform skirt, a little too high for what is mandatory, but her usual style, making you crazy. Your mouth salivates as if you had bitten an extremely sweet lemon. Her ankles are really thin and slender, her skin perfect without any sort of hair, scar, or blemish. Her thighs however, even for such a thin girl are meaty and slightly thick, making you feel the need to caress them and to feel her soft skin in your mouth. You can also tell the relaxed big bulge of her crotch below the skirt.

"Here pet. This is the box of thumbtacks you've bought. Take it and puncture that sculpture over there". Only then do you realise there is a big thing covered in black cloth in the middle of the room.

"What is this?" You ask, confused. The thoughts of going already replaced. The black thing under the cloths shudders and a chill traverses your back. That thing, whatever or whoever it is, is alive.

"Now now pet, I have asked you to do something. Will you not do it for me?" She pouts and you feel very bad you can not give her what she wants. Still, torturing something or someone seems like a little too much.

"Poor guy" purrs a voice behind you. She is Daniella, a short girl, even shorter that your sister Sarah who has giant jugs for her size and a sweet little face under the balck locks of her hair. She is rumored to be from an italian noble family. Then you remember that Yuki's group are actually the richest guys at school. "This little thing" she continues. "He can't do it and doesn't also want to do it. You should spare him".

"You may be right" your Mistress' voice sounds behind you. "But I already gave an order and he has not followed it. Then what should I do? He needs a punishment doesn't it?" Her slender hands on the thumbtacks. The word punishment sends a shiver down your spine and soon you understand you need to do or to say something.