She Uses Psychology

Summer's face paled. While part of her shamefully horny body was further aroused at the idea of her pussy being filled up by the huge dildo, the equally primal fear response in her brain was screaming at her; she couldn't take that thing inside her, it wouldn't even fit... would it? She shook her head; she didn't want to find out. Definitely. But... what could she do? Georgia had won the battle - this was her right as the victor.

"P-please don't!" Summer begged. She hated how weak she sounded, and knew that her pleading would only egg a bully like Georgia on further, but she had to at least try.

Georgia sneered cruelly. "Come on, now. That isn't what Roxanne taught us, is it? 'You need to work on being honest with your body. Appealing to the person you are submitting to can often yield a more pleasurable experience.'" She spat the words out in a surprisingly accurate impersonation of Roxanne's clinical tone of voice; clearly the teacher's public dressing down of the popular brunette had bothered her a lot, possibly even more than losing the battle to Summer in the first place.

"D-don't you want a proper ****?" Summer asked, seizing on a potential opportunity; appealing to Georgia's mercy was clearly a lost cause, but appealing to her petty idea of payback... that had a chance of working, at least, and Summer desperately needed a chance right now. "I had you lick my pussy in front of everyone," Summer continued, the vulgarity of the words still feeling odd in her mouth; which was ridiculous, considering what had happened to her in the last day. "Used you to... get myself off, like you were my ****, in front of all your friends. Don't you think returning the favour would be a more fitting punishment?" Georgia's demeanour was growing angrier at being further reminded of yesterday's events, and Summer knew she needed to say more to convince her. She didn't want to say what she knew she needed to, especially on camera, but she had ****. "If you... if you fuck me with that toy... I'll end up feeling really good. Better than you. I'll... I'll cum. I'll cum my... my pathetic, slutty brains out." Every word felt like acid on Summer's tongue, but she **** herself to act as though they were her genuine feelings... she tried to ignore that she didn't have to try very hard, and that her snatch was getting wetter the longer she looked at the sex toy in Georgia's hands. "Surely that's not a good punishment, right? Me getting to feel good?" she concluded, hoping against hope that her words were enough to manipulate the vindictive brunette.

Georgia's expression turned thoughtful as she considered her beaten opponent's words, and Summer's heart leapt momentarily, before the familiar smirk returned to the popular girl's face, and Summer's heart plummeted right back to where it had been. "Nice try, bitch," Georgia said, "but you're not worthy of tasting my pussy. We're doing this, and don't worry; I'll make sure it's far more enjoyable for me than it is for you."

She lowered the strap-on towards her crotch, and Summer felt the words leave her mouth before she had thought them through. "You're just scared you won't be able to last if I eat you out!"

(Contested heart roll for if Georgia is baited in. Summer rolls 6, Georgia rolls 3-1 (-1 for 'Hypercompetitive' hindrance). Summer wins).

Georgia's eyes narrowed, and her hands froze. Summer realised with a pang of relief what she'd just done in her moment of panic; she'd challenged Georgia's prized skills as a sexually-dominant trainer, and not just to her face, but on camera, in a video Georgia intended to show to all of her friends to prove her conquest of the girl who had previously defeated and embarrassed her. There was no way she could refuse without losing face, something that naturally terrified anyone with as much influence within a clique as Georgia had. Angrily, the brunette tossed the dildo onto her bed and took her Pokégear from her jeans pocket, pressing a few buttons. "You've got five minutes," she scowled, clearly setting a timer on the device. "Which is about double the time you took to cum after your fluke win over me." Summer flushed a little, and Georgia showed her the screen of her Pokégear to display the five minute timer. "When you fail to get me off," the brunette said, sneering, "that strap-on is going straight in your asshole."

Summer felt herself tense up. For the second time in as many days, she was being threatened with a presumably very painful anal insertion if she didn't perform oral sex well enough. While she'd very much enjoyed Georgia eating her out yesterday, she'd never performed the act herself, and five minutes seemed like no time at all. The task was, quite frankly, impossible. But Summer had to try - her ass was riding on this, and would be riding on something else if she didn't succeed. As Georgia started the timer, Summer got on her knees and hurriedly undid the popular girl's belt and removed her jeans. Relieved to see that Georgia's blue panties were already pretty wet, the girl clearly having very much enjoyed her **** so far, Summer quickly ripped those from her body as well, knowing she had no time to spare. With Georgia's glistening vulva revealed, Summer grabbed the brunette's asscheeks with both hands and buried her face in her wet folds, beginning to lick in earnest - there was no time to figure things out, she just had to hope she was naturally good at this.

"Mmmm..." Summer couldn't help but let out a muffled moan as she tasted another girl's pussy for the first time. Georgia's juices tasted even better than her own. Fuck, it wasn't fair how much she enjoyed sex with this girl who she otherwise couldn't stand. Having no time to savour the taste, though, Summer kept licking, her tongue working overtime as it lashed at the girl's sensitive entrance.

(Summer rolls tactics (1d4) for technique, Georgia rolls heart (1d4) to resist. Summer rolls 4. 4 explodes, 2nd roll is 2. 4+2=6. Georgia... rolls a 1. Perfect.)

"Ohh..." The gasp escaped Georgia's upper lips as Summer continued to pleasure her lower ones. She knew she was doing something right - the brunette was far too proud to make any noises of enjoyment if there was a chance of her suppressing them. Spurred on, Summer squeezed Georgia's firm buttocks with her hands, and moved her face up slightly, finding the hood of the other girl's clit. Flicking her tongue out to lick at it softly caused the pleasure nub to stiffen and another moan from Georgia, and Summer followed the guidance of the popular girl's involuntary reactions, moving her face in closer to gently take her clit between her lips and suck on it lightly. "Fuuuck..." whined Georgia, and Summer knew that somehow, impossibly, she was winning this. She remembered Warren's words about Georgia's dominant act being just that, about how she had eagerly submitted before him when he'd beaten her in a practice battle. She'd dismissed it as mere bragging from the arrogant jock before, but maybe...

She took a chance, pausing in her teasing of Georgia's clit to stare up at the brunette. "Does my tongue feel good?" she asked.

"F-fuck... n-no...!" Georgia protested.

"Does it feel good to know I'm winning this, like I won our battle before?" Summer asked, pressing forward, hugely emboldened by the results of her oral abilities so far. "Do you feel better when you lose? Does submitting to my tongue feel good, just like with Warren's big, hard cock?"

Georgia's already-flushed face turned crimson, and her eyes widened. "How did you- ahhhnnn~~!!" She wailed out in bliss as Summer slid her tongue easily into the girl's dripping snatch, feeling her pussy's walls immediately squeezing down on Summer's invading organ, gladly welcoming the sensation of being filled. More delicious nectar dripped from Georgia's cunt and Summer greedily savoured the taste on her tongue as she explored her tunnel, probing every nook and cranny of the brunette's pussy and drawing louder and more shameful moans from the girl who was supposedly 'in control' of the situation.

Unable to keep her trembling knees from giving out, or perhaps just trying everything to deny Summer's ultimate victory over her, Georgia fell back onto her bed and shuffled backwards, but Summer, after swallowing Georgia's juices that lingered in her mouth, greedily followed her onto the mattress, crawling towards her like a Pyroar stalking its prey. She knew that at any point Georgia could tell her to stop and she would have to obey under the forfeit rules, but she didn't think Georgia knew that anymore - she was too consumed with submissive pleasure as Summer positioned her head between her legs once again and sunk her tongue back into her cunt, fully in the dominant position despite technically just following orders. Georgia spread her legs wide to allow her access, before wrapping them around her head, locking her in place. Summer had no complaints - the taste of Georgia's pussy and the moans she was extracting from the girl with every lick was heavenly.

"Fuck... a-ahhh NO! Gonna... GONNA CUM! OH FUUUUUCK!!!" Georgia wailed in ecstasy as the walls of her tunnel squeezed down even harder on Summer's tongue, girlcum gushing into her supposedly defeated opponent's mouth as her whole body convulsed with orgasmic spasms. Summer greedily lapped up the sweet juices, feeling her own sex yearning to be touched, the feeling of Georgia climaxing from her oral efforts increasing her own lust exponentially. She **** herself to ignore her arousal and wait for Georgia's orgasm to subside before reluctantly extricating herself from the girl's thick thighs, staring at the brunette's exhausted, sweaty body, a far cry from the dominant **** she had seemed at the forfeit's beginning. I did that to her, Summer realised, an odd sense of pride coming over her, only growing when she stared at the girl's Pokégear and realised she had taken her apart with a whole minute still remaining of the imposed time limit. Admittedly, tapping into Georgia's apparent natural submissive preferences had helped, but Summer's pussy-eating skills were evidently on a par with her cock-sucking ability... Wait, why was she proud of either of those things, again?

Georgia stirred weakly and let out a pitiful whine, reaching for her strap-on, but Summer shook her head. "Nope. You came, hard, so the forfeit's ending. Unless you want me to use it on you, that thing's not getting used today." She felt herself grow even hornier as she imagined herself fucking Georgia with the toy, but **** herself to snap out of it; she was already very late for meeting Roxanne and setting off on her adventure. "Thanks for the forfeit, Georgia," Summer said as the other girl continued trying to form words but only managed half-formed moans. "Really, uh... put me in my place. Great job." She didn't know where this teasing side of her had come from, but she reasoned Georgia deserved it if anyone did.

Summer put her clothes back on, including a replacement bra and top from her bag, and started to walk to the door before turning back and gesturing to the camera. "Do you want me to turn that off or are you gonna record some more stuff on your own?" she asked, not being able to resist one last taunt.

Georgia suddenly shot up to a seated position on the bed, her face paling as she seemed to remember the camera had been turned on the whole time. "Fuck!" She scrambled to her feet, still naked from the waist down, and moved towards the device, clearly rushing to delete the video. She turned to Summer and scowled. "Get the fuck out of here. Now!" she snapped, and Summer did as she was bid - she was beyond ready to get out of this school and begin her adventure as a licensed pokémon trainer... but she might need to go back to her room first. Just to... take care of something.