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Chapter 53 by Almax Almax

What now??

You're too exhausted to go on....

{if@ Gammod == False}Huffing and puffing, you go to make your next move, but your legs won't listen to you. You didn't realise the full extent of it, but that last exchange took a lot out of you. You need rest, badly -- just a few seconds to rally yourself and get some energy back.

But you know Delilah won't give it to you. Looking at her predatory eyes, you even know that she's starting to notice your odd reaction as you tried to start moving. You can't just wait for your energy to come back, or she'll beat you for sure.... y-you, you'll just have to-- use what you can, and--!!

You collapse forward onto the mats, exhausted, and totally unable to find the strength to move or try to get up again. Doing something like this right after such an intense Combat Class was really too much..... and now you're totally defenceless, and Delilah has free reign over your body.


{endif}"Haha, all tuckered out?" Delilah teases, reinvigorated by your body's seeming submission enough to effectively hide her own tiredness.

She slinks over to you like a predatory cat, making you shudder. She gets right up close to you and rolls you over, forcing you to stare up into her eyes as she brings her face right near to yours to analyse you. Then, with a wicked smile, she leans back, and prowls her way down lower along your body.... n-nooo..... she's gonna beat you.....

Delilah delivers on your fears by pulling your panties to the side and delivering a rough and forceful finger-fucking. You ashamed by how good it feels, even though she's not being loving or nice with it at all.... you're quickly reduced to panting and gasping, and she's even making you buck your hips up into the air involuntarily, as if your body is taunting you by expelling energy when you don't have any left to use for yourself......

You can't fight back at all, and with you being totally defenceless like this, it's not long until she has you trembling out a powerful orgasm that leaves you gasping for breath, gushing out your girlcum all over the blue Gymnasium mats. Delilah smirks and withdraws her fingers from your depths, not even waiting long enough to ride you through your orgasm and its aftershocks, instead opting to rest back on her haunches and watch the fireworks as your weak and depleted body cums for all it's worth in a gloriously humiliating display. Noo.... you wanted to win......

Delilah dusts herself off and rises proudly over your shaking form. She starts changing back into her clothes, ready to go have her Free Time.

"Not yet, Delilah." Professor Phoebe says.

Delilah looks over to her. "What do you mean?"

"You can't leave until she makes you cum." Professor Phoebe reminds her. "Those were the rules."

Delilah's shoulders slump. She turns back to look at you, struggling to even move, and totally spent. "Professor, come on." She says. "Look at her, we'll be here forever before she's ready."

"Those were the rules." Professor Phoebe softly repeats. "This is for team building."

Delilah sighs in frustration. "Professor Phoebe.... I'm sorry, but I don't think that would work. I'll work on some drills for our next class during Free Time. I'm sorry."

Professor Phoebe looks at Delilah disappointedly, but doesn't try to stop her as she turns and walks to the door of the Gymnasium. You breathe in deep, trying to get some energy back for your muscles, but you're just so used up....

You rolls your head to the side to watch Delilah leaving, unable to find the energy to speak. Before closing the door behind herself, she turns and looks down at something small on the ground.

"What are you looking at?" She asks, before closing the door and leaving to have her Free Time.

Professor Phoebe comes over to you and gently helps you up to your feet again. You need to lean on her pretty heavily, but you're starting to come back to yourself at least a little bit.

"Hangh, thanks Professor Phoebe..." You say, between heavy breaths. "Sorry I couldn't do better to keep up...."

"No, I'm sorry. The problem looks to be bigger than I thought." Professor Phoebe replies softly. "And I'm sorry for keeping you." She adds.

You laugh a little bit, then go about getting changed back into your clothes again. By the time you're done, you're pretty much back to normal, if extremely tired. You're going to have the best night's sleep ever tonight, that's for sure.... but before then, you've got enough juice built up in the tank again to at least enjoy your Free Time.

What would life be without that? And hey, you might not've won, but you tried your best, so good job!

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