Chapter 20 by DefeatedDamsels

What does Matt get her to do with the pencils?

Keep them inside her

Twelve pencils lie scattered on the floor near the door.

"Lucy, those pencils are a trip hazard. Let's keep them safe... inside your ass." Matt says calmly.

"W-what?!"

"I want you to fit all of those pencils in your ass, and hold them there until I tell you to remove them."

"All twelve of them?!" Lucy squeaks.

"For each one you can't fit in, I'll make you get another guy to cum in your pussy, unprotected."

"Okay, okay!" Lucy pouts. "Your wish is my command." She sounds rather sarcastic.

But regardless of how bratty she's still acting, she begins the task of fitting the pencils in her asshole - non-sharp end first, of course.

The first six prove surprisingly easy, but after that you can see that each one is increasingly more difficult and uncomfortable to fit in than the last.

"That's eleven..." Lucy looks at the final pencil with trepidation.

"Ugh..." She pushes the last in. "No... too stretched... too full... Please let me take some out!" Lucy begs.

"Absolutely not. If any pencil comes out your ass for any reason until I give you permission, I order you to suck it clean of your ass juices then put it back inside. Now come on, we've probably missed half of breaktime already and I want to show you off to the rest of our schoolmates." Matt isn't slowing down his torment of Lucy at all. You're starting to feel bad for all the rules you added to make her life more difficult - it looks like being **** to do whatever Matt says is more punishment than all those things put together.

"...Yes, Master." Lucy looks like she's accepted her fate, and stares at the ground, probably mentally preparing herself for the further public humiliation that is soon to follow when Matt parades her in front of the rest of the year, and explains how and why she looks like she does.