Detention (Part Six)

After what feels like a long time, she uncrosses her legs and he staggers out between her thighs, soaking wet and panting. He can’t see much beyond the towering walls of her legs on either side of him, but from the sound of it the noise of the classroom is gone; the class is over and everyone has left. He looks up to see her texting. It occurs to him that she probably just uncrossed her legs absentmindedly, without even thinking about him. The fact that she’s not even paying attention to him pisses him off; somehow it makes him feel even smaller. What, is the little princess already bored with her new toy? But it occurs to him that he might be able to sneak away while she’s distracted.

He quietly pads his way towards the edge of the chair. He only makes it halfway before her legs suddenly close on him again. She lifts her knees with him trapped between her thighs, and then opens her legs slightly, letting his little body slide back down much closer to her. Almost under her tiny skirt.

“I like how you look down there.” She starts gently petting him with her fingers. “You look so helpless, and cute! Do you like being my little pet?”

“Fuck you.”

“Awww!” she giggles. “Does that make you mad? You are just adorable when you’re mad!”

“Look, Ashley, you have to let me go! You know this isn’t right…” She raises her eyebrows at him and he trails off. With a flick of her finger, she knocks him onto his back and presses her bright pink fingernail into his throat.

“You’re not allowed to call me Ashley, Bunny.”

He gulps.

“What does my little pet call me?”

He hesitates. She presses harder. “Hmm?”

“Goddess.”

“Good boy!” She lifts him up to her lips and plants a wet kiss on his face.

“You have to let me go! You can’t do this to me!”

She giggles. “I can do whatever I want to you. I own you.”

As if to prove her point, she licks him slowly, coating his entire head in her spit as he struggles uselessly against her.

“Ugh! Let me go you, fucking... brat!”

“Hmm.” She leans back, smiling, and puts him down again between her legs. “Okay Bunny, maybe if you beg. Beg me to let you go.”

He sighs. “Seriously?”

“Mm hmm,” she says cheerfully.

“Fuck’s sake,” he mumbles to himself. “Please, Ashley. Please let me go. I’m begging you, please. Please do not take me home. Just take me to my wife, or the nurse, or for fuck’s sake just let me go. Please…”

He trails off, noticing that she’s biting her lip. “What are you…”

“Keep going, Bunny.” She puts one of her hands up her skirt. He just stares, shocked.

“I said keep going, Bunny. Beg.”

“I…Just... Let me go, please....”

“Mmmmmm!” she moans. “Mmm, I love it when you beg, Bunny. Call me your Goddess.”

“I…”

“Do it or I’m putting you inside me until tomorrow morning.”

“You’re… You’re my Goddess.”

“Mmm, good boy. Say you worship me.”

“I… worship you.”

“Mmm, yes!!! Good boy! Who’s my good little pet!”

“I am... Goddess.”

“Mmm, yes!!! Who do you belong to?”

“I belong to you.”

“Mmmm!” She shoves him up against her panties, and rubs him against herself as she gets wetter and wetter. This goes on for several minutes, until he hears her moaning reach a climax and she gradually slows down.

Finally she brings him up to her face and winks mischievously.

“What the fuck…” he says.

“Oh that was nothing, cutie. You won’t believe the things I’m going to do to you later, when I’m not wearing my panties.”

His face turns white. She giggles. “Anyway, what were we talking about?”

“Let me fucking go!”

She laughs. “Oh, right! Hmmm, let’s see.” She makes a big show of thinking it over. “Umm, no. I’m keeping you.”

“You are such an entitled little fucking brat…”

She giggles. “I know, right? And I own you. You’re my pet now. Oh, that reminds me! I have something for you.”

She puts her thighs together and sticks him between them, up to his shoulders. He tries to get out but her legs hold him firmly in place. She reaches into her handbag and takes out a tiny pink dog collar.

“I got this from one of my other toys. I can’t have my little pet running around without a collar! How will everyone know who you belong to?”

“You are not putting that collar on me! Do you hear me? Stop it! Stop!”

She just giggles as she puts it around his neck and snaps the tiny buckle shut. He wrestles an arm free and tries to take it off, but she stops him.

“Ah ah ah, naughty boy.” She reaches into her bag again and takes out a little tube of super glue.

“No! Ashley, listen to me, do not…”

She grabs him and holds a finger over his mouth, shutting him up. Holding him up close to her face, she carefully puts a dab of superglue over the buckle, making it permanent.

Then she lets him out onto her chair again, between her legs. She giggles down at him.

“Aww, look at you in your little collar!”

“Fuck you! How can you treat a person this way? You’re sick!”

She just keeps giggling. “You look sooo cute! The girls are gonna love this.”

“What… girls?”

Just then, he hears two voices entering the room. She puts her finger to her lips with a mischievous smile, and then slowly crosses her legs. She giggles down at him as he runs around like a trapped mouse while her huge thighs close in around him.