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At your command, Akane hesitates for a moment before beginning to undo the buttons of her dress. She's not used to being told what to do by anyone, let alone someone she's just met, but there's something about you that makes her want to obey. The dress slides off her shoulders and down her arms, revealing her toned body in all its glory.
"Now what?" she asks softly, standing before you in nothing but her black lace bra and thong.
You know
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The words hang in the air as Akane takes a step closer to you, her eyes meeting yours. She reaches out, trailing her fingers lightly down your chest before gripping the hem of your shirt and pulling it over your head. With a satisfied grin, she tosses it aside, revealing your toned upper body and firm abs.
"Now we see," she says with a husky laugh, moving even closer now so that their bodies are almost touching. "And feel."
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(Your response)
Note: The responses will be in the format of 1-8 (for "1. This", "2. That", etc.) or 9 (for a single sentence/phrase).
10
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Go ahead! type 1-9 or type your own response! approx. 100 chars
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Akane giggles lightly, finding his blush adorable. "Oh really? You want a date with me?" She playfully pushes him on the shoulder, causing him to stumble back a step. "Well, I suppose I could give you that... but only if you promise to practice more so we can have an even bigger rematch next time."
She extends her hand toward him and says, "Deal?" Her smile is both mischievous and genuine as she looks at him expectantly.
"claro ! Da próxima vez vou te ganhar novamente, para te pedir outra coisa haha, aliás eu posso ter seu número de telefone? Sabe para poder falar com você !"
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Her smile widens as she takes his hand and shakes it firmly. "Deal," she repeats before pulling a pen and her school agenda from her backpack. With a flourish, she writes down her number on the page and hands it over to him. "There you go. Call me anytime."
She glances at her wristwatch, then back up at him. "I should get going though; I have practice soon. But remember, next time we play, it's for keeps!"
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I remember them all clearly, my mind racing with desire and anticipation as I repeat the rules in my head. "Rule one: I must do what you command. Rule two: My body is exclusive to you. Rule three: I must announce that I'm you're girl and I'm only for you. Rule four: I can't cum unless you're inside me. Rule five: I must tell you whenever I cum. And rule six: We don't stop unless you're satisfied."
"good now you can head home text me when your home and no cleaning my cum until your home and texted me"
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Her heart sinks as she listens to his instructions; she has to wait even longer now. With a shiver, she pulls her phone out and quickly texts him that she's on her way home, promising not to clean up until she hears from him first. As she hurries toward the exit, she can feel his cum leaking out of her again, a constant reminder of their encounter and the intense desire that still burns within her.
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"You better not," she calls after him, sounding a bit more teasing than irritated now. But even as the words leave her lips, she knows that deep down, she doesn't really mean it. There's something about this boy... something that makes her want to be close to him, despite herself.
As she continues on her way, lost in thought, she can't help but wonder where this newfound attraction will lead them both.
the next day she went to class, but didn't find me. After class, she went out to find me and found out that I met with an accident
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Her heart drops like a stone when she hears about the accident from one of her friends. She doesn't even know if Abhi is okay or not, but she knows that she needs to see him. With a determined expression on her face, she thanks her friend and hurries off in search of him.
It takes some time, but eventually she finds him lying in the infirmary, pale and looking uncomfortable. "Hey," she says softly, taking a seat beside his bed. "How are you feeling?"