A week later at School

As you walked into school in the morning you were greeting with jealous stares and hushed whispers. That was probably due to the collar around your neck which signified your existence as your Goddess' pleasure ****. This came with many priviledges other than having sex with Shauna, granted most of them were sex-adjacent but you also got an extra hour for lunch and the right to quit class to tend to her needs.

Speaking of which, your phone lights up. You're needed for the worship service.

The worship service was, as the name suggested, a service where pleasure slaves would tend to their goddesses' needs. Some times this took the form of doing her homework, or giving her a massage, or just cuddling with her and listening to how her day had been going.

Most often times though, that service took the form of sweaty no holds barred fucking. As you head to the room where the school's worship center, you just hope that Shauna won't have Jess watch you pound her again. Jess creeped you the hell out.