Yes; after all, you're her everything, now.

"But you can always go to school later," you insist. "Besides, why even go to school anymore? You have me now... and mines is the ruler by which you'll be taught." You lean up and off the bed, forward, and scoop her waist with both hands. With a yelp she's dragged into your cock, her chubby cunt coming to rest on, and slather, the underside of it.

"Y-You want me to... to quit?" She sighs, her worry coming through the moans. "B-B-But what will I tell my family, my friends...?"

"Piss on me."

"What-"

"You drank plenty of water when we got here. I bet you need to go, don't you?" She looks back at you, shocked but still unconsciously gyrating on your fuckstick. "I'm your Master now, ****, and you're going to obey my every whim. You'll keep up appearances at the office, sure... but every spare moment you live will be for my pleasure, and your only reward will be more of what's growing inside you." You sit up, wrapping her tightly in your arms, and press your face against her ear as she begins to weep. "You're going to learn your place. First, you're going to piss this bed, and on me. Then, you'll clean my dick with that spoiled cunt of yours." Her body shudders, and even now her head quivers as if trying to refuse. It was no use, now. Even with her willpower, the zygote inside her would allow no such behavior, pumping her anew with obedience to you. "Then, you're going to let them all know that you want to focus on work, so you're taking a break from school. If anyone asks, it'll be for one year... and it won't be, my pet, but that's what you'll say for the first 365 days of earning your keep with your holes."

"Master, pl..." But she can't finish her sentence. Terror and panic in her are slowly wiped clean by the **** coursing into her blood and brain. In minutes, even this repulsive order, this destruction of Xenia Fransisco as she always knew it, will seem pleasant. Instinctively, she knows all of this in a sudden, awful moment of clarity: she's going to die a tiny ****, here in your arms. She will one day come to thank you for it. Her body quakes with a primal fear, but she cannot move to save herself.

"You have your orders. Now show me you know how to follow them."

She cries, her voice wailing in absolute despair... and you smile in satisfaction as warmth pools onto your lap and soaks through into the sheets. "Aaahahahaha~!" Her sobs mix with insane laughing, rancorous and painful, and she continues this mad state while raising her ass, holding your urine-coated cock until it kisses her violated womanhood, and impales herself onto her new future.