“Paddddyyy! Come on Paddy, hurry up! I wanna get there super early so we can enjoy the… event… a whole lot more! C’mon you lazy-lugs~!” Colleen called out, her paw squeezing a little harder on her brothers. She was pulling him along towards the school, while he rubbed his eyes with his spare paw. The poor boy was sleepy as hell, having been up all night giving Colleen as many orgasms as he could, as he lost their nightly game and had to do any request she told him. 

“Colly-Wolly, can you just give me a few minutes to wake up… I don’t even know why you wanna be here so early, school doesn’t start for like another hour… I wanted to rest a bit in bed with you.” he whined back at her, using the new “cutesy” name that he knew she hated. If she’s gonna keep calling him Paddy, then he’s gonna be teasing her back with “Colly-Wolly”. The effect was pretty obvious, she stuck out her tongue and her ears flattened in embarrassment.

“God, don’t call me that, please. I won’t call you Paddy for the rest of the day, alright? Sheesh… anyway, have you seriously forgotten the day today? It’s the day we all agreed on for the lil’ commando-game. Every girl at school is gonna be rocking absolutely nothing underneath her skirt… and if they are, then they’ve sold themselves into a week of being your sex slave. I can’t believe you forgot that…” she trailed off, looking over her shoulder at her older brother. His ears were perking up already, his tail swishing a little back and forth…

“Oh shit, really? I’m sorry Colleen, I was just so tired this morning… is this the game where if a boy lifts a girl's skirt to expose her pussy, she’s then free to take a dicking?” he asked, straightening up a little and walking a little more briskly. Colleen smiled to herself - there’s always one fool-proof way to motivate her brother, and that will always be sex. He’s so predictable… but so gosh-darn cute too!

Colleen kept tugging at Padraig’s paw, and he began to finally speed up. The walk to school really wasn’t that long - but an extra minute or two today meant a whole lot, as it meant a lot more fun to enjoy. Colleen watched as a big tent began to form in Padraig’s shorts, evidentially he was already dreaming ahead as to what might lay in store. A little dark spot began to form right at the tip - her brother always was such a productive boy…

About two minutes later, the school gates appeared in their view. The two siblings, or perhaps love-birds considering their relationship, passed through that great metal arch and between the iron gates, and the moment they did - all the girls and boys mingling in the yard quickly began to form an orderly line. Girls on one, boys on the other. Both Padraig and Colleen were very proud to see this - their rule was utmost, and clearly respected. Everyone knew what would be happening today. It had been planned for a month, everyone knew what to expect. Additionally, there were no new arrivals today - meaning everyone would be entirely onboard, and aware.

“You go tell the boys the rules, and I’ll tell the girls, okay?” Colleen told Padraig, who nodded. He gave his sister's ass a nice, hearty slap before making his way to the male line. Colleen strode over to the girls, motioning for them to crowd around her. They should already know the rules - they’ve been told many, many times over the prior month. But just in case someone woke up with a case of amnesia today…

“Alright girls! Listen up, and listen close! You should all be very much aware of the event today. I sincerely hope that nobody, and I mean NOBODY has their panties on today! You know the punishment if you do - an entire week of being Padraig’s sex slave. That means you live in his room for an entire week, tending and servicing him. NO protection will be used, as is the standard, and you will NOT be saved until the week is up. Now… It's all pretty simple. Today, every boy is gonna be trying to get their phones up your skirt to snap a picture of your leaking, aching, breedable cunt. IF they do, they will now have authorization to fuck you on the spot. I will not hear any moaning about “rape” or “sexual assault” and especially nothing stupid like “consent”. If that picture gets taken, you’re a toy for the lucky boy who did. Now, any pictures taking during a fuck-session will not count, the moment you are released from a boys grasp you will then be responsible again to keep your pussy away from the camera! Is this clear?!” she announced to the gathered crowd.

“YES Miss Colleen!” came a chorus of responses - and Colleen heard a similar cry go up from the amassed males around Padraig. Colleen looked at her watch - one hour and five minutes until school starts. The event, however, will be starting earlier. 

“You have only FIVE MINUTES grace period! After that - it’s GAME ON!” she called out to everyone in the yard. There was a quick rush of movement - boys grabbed their phones out from their pockets, gripping them in readiness, and girls having hurried, rushed conversations. A few girls peeled off and entered the school, likely to go and hide. Colleen grinned as she watched them go - they could hide as long as they liked, but they would eventually be found. Looking over at the assembled group of boys, that fact became pretty clear. They were like rabid animals, a few of them were even drooling at the prospect. Boners were obvious and unhidden - throbbing and twitching away beneath their shorts and trousers. 

Colleen looked at her watch, noting each minute as it ticked by. Four minutes left. Three. Two. One whole minute. She looked up as a few whistles pierced the air - one of the canine girls had hiked her skirt up, bending over a bench. Seems she was either teasing them before the event started, or was simply submitting already, waiting until it began. Her tail wagged quickly back and forth as she wriggled her hips, a drooling stand of her arousal dripping from her exposed pussy onto the ground. Yup, she definitely wants it alright.

Colleen checked her watch again. Three… two… one…

“BEGIN!” she shouted out as loud as she could. There was an immediate rush of bodies - girls running, boys chasing. Many of them instantly began to rush to the canine girl who had been teasing them, and her loud, pleasurable moans quickly confirmed exactly what was happening to her as a crowd formed, blocking Colleen's view. She turned to Padraig and gently rubbed his chest, leaning up to talk to him.

“So, Paddy… you gonna go chase a girl you’ve had an eye on? You don’t need me to reign you in today - you can grab anyone you want. As long as you get that picture first, of course!” she told him, giggling gently before giving his paws a squeeze. Padraig looped his arms around her waist and gently pulled her closer, paws fondling Colleen’s plump rump for a moment. He planted a smooch on her head before letting her go, his shorts barely able to keep his erection contained - and he began to run off, chasing after a nearby cheetah girl. Colleen watched him go before the two vanished behind a wall. Her ears strained to hear if he’d caught her or not, but unfortunately she couldn’t hear over the moaning.

Already there were girls held down on the ground, pinned against walls, held in arms of boys - all of them getting their defenseless cunts dominated by powerful, fertile cocks. The loudest of all was the canine girl currently trapped in a horde of boys - the teasing little bitch. She squealed in delight as more boys took their turns on her, running a train of cum through her fertile pussy. She most certainly sounded like she was having a good time.

Other girls though, were not. A ring-tailed lemur girl was nearby, held in a full nelson position by a large bear boy, his cock slamming again and again into her. She was groaning out as his cock hilted inside her with every thrust, but she was also squirming - and trying to plead with him to let her go. Obviously, he wasn’t listening. What boy would? When you’ve got prey in your paws, you keep it… not let it escape so easily! Unless, of course, one enjoyed the chase…

“Please, please just stop, I never wanted to participate-” she begged, before her voice cut off in a squeal as the bear stuffed his cock deep inside her, his balls twitching and audibly groaning as he shot off a fresh load of warm love into her. Colleen watched as her eyes welled up, and she smirked like the little devil she was - enjoying the view of seeing her get knocked up so forcefully. It made Colleen's pussy itch in need, and her paw slowly slid into her waistband, fondling her clit gently. 

She continued to pleasure herself as she watched the poor girl take the full brunt of her captor's seed. Colleen could see every twitch of his oversized balls, and she could almost  feel the warm seed herself - imagining it swelling her womb, invading her ovaries, gangraping her eggs… it was an absolute delight. Even if it wasn’t for the victim, of course. Tears were sliding down her cheeks and making her fur go all soggy - but neither Colleen, nor her captor, cared a single iota. Once he’d finally come down from the powerful wave the orgasm brought him, he began to thrust again - his cock not going flaccid, instead remaining as hard as ever. The lemur girl began to protest again, but the bear boy slapped a paw over her mouth, causing her cries to become muffled… and for it to sound so much hotter.

Colleen's fingers dug deeper into her cunt as her juices began to drool down her thighs. The pleasure was intense, and she didn’t ever want to stop. Schlick, Schlick, Schlick. Faster - deeper, her fingers starting to run on their own. Her body tensed up before she let out a deep, satisfied breath as an orgasm ripped through her, causing her legs to jitter and tremble. Fuck that feels so good, her fingers start teasing her clit again, ready for another round - but she forces herself back to her  feet, wanting to admire more of the lustful carnage.

By now, a great many girls had been caught and raped - although quite a lot most certainly consented at least. Usually the ones that were hiding, crying or protesting were the ones who were being raped. A lot of girls were flaunting, teasing and moaning in delight - which filled Colleen with quite a sense of pride. Her ownership and dominance was absolute, and she would continue to corrupt as many of her female schoolmates as she could. It just makes the world a better place, after all, when a girl is used for her rightful duty - a sex toy. There were so many scenes around the school grounds depicting this already. Girls pinned down, pinned to something, held and fucked… doggy style, mating press, full-nelsons, spitroastings. If there was a sex position, it was probably being done somewhere.

The sharp ring of the school bell came as a surprise to Colleen - had that much time really passed? She checked her watch just to confirm, yup, it was already over. But a lot of the breeding didn’t stop just yet. A few couples disengaged, perhaps already spent - but others kept going, not wanting to break off their chance of an orgasm, their opportunity to knock up the girl they wanted. Cocks were plunged as deep into tight, soaked love-tunnels as possible, plump balls unloading their fertile loads of love right where it’s needed. No doubt a great many litters were already forged - and certainly there was more to come.

Colleen began to slowly join some of the crowds that were making their way inside, enjoying the views of roaming paws squeezing the plump asses of girls nearby, the little yelps as someone dug their fingers into anothers pussy. Colleen herself was treated to a wandering paw that snuck itself into the waistband of her skirt, quickly dipping between her legs to slide across her clit - pinching it roughly. The feeling was incredible, but this was no random paw…

“Did you have fun with that girl you wanted, Padraig~?” she gently whispered, tilting her head to the left. She knew who that paw belonged to, even without seeing. She’d learnt how he felt, the common methods he used, the texture of his paw - after all, she’d had years and years of experience with him. Padraig let out a little satisfied huff into her ears as his fingers began to invade her soaked pussy..

“Oh I did. I had a wonderful time. She tried to fight  for about two minutes before I saw the reality click in her brain - and then she became exceptionally pliable. She’s gonna have my puppies, and then I’m gonna give her more…” he responded, which caused Colleen to shudder with delight - especially since his fingers were pressing against all the right spots.

The pair made their way to Colleen's class, but before she went inside Padraig pushed her against the wall and began roughly fingering her in front of the crowd, much to her enjoyment. She couldn’t help but whimper in delight at his expert fingerwork, having had years to learn all of the spots that pushed her over the edge. And he loved to target them all - quickly eliciting another orgasm, a drooling strand of her girl juice dripping onto the school's carpet.  Padraig quickly pressed his lips against her own, smooching her warmly before having to depart to his own class. Colleen's cheeks were flushed red - but she was filled with a deep satisfaction as she entered her class.

Already, girls were being bent over their desk, the loud slaps of balls on hips filling the room. Other girls were riding boys roughly in their chairs, moaning and squealing with delight. The teacher sat at his desk, observing the room - before Colleen noticed a tail sticking out from below  his desk. The old pervert had a girl between his legs, giving his cock and balls the attention they needed. She smiled and he smiled back - giving her a little wave. All of the faculty were in on the event, and even if they weren’t, they couldn’t do anything to stop it. The student body listened to her - Colleen. Not the teachers, not the headmaster. And hey, they all got a bonus anyway: Having a sexually open school meant they could easily get their way with a cub if they wished. And Colleen knew a lot of the faculty were cubfuckers… she’d made sure of it, as she has a strong paw in the hiring process. 

Colleen let her gaze roam around the room - settling on a little arctic fox girl in the corner, who seemed to be trying to hide herself behind her books. Obviously, she was still pretty visible - but it seemed that her efforts of staying still and unnoticeable had been paying off, as most of the boys were busy breeding with the other girls. Colleen couldn’t have that in her own class, so she made her way over - whipping out her phone in the process. The arctic fox looked up at her with a glint of fright in her eyes, before Colleen stuffed her phone between the girl's legs, snapping a few pictures. 

“You think you could hide, bitch? Well, I’m not putting up with that. Get on your knees and fucking eat me~” she ordered, roughly tugging at the girls shirt. She whimpered, but did as she was told - dropping to her knees in front of Colleen. Her pussy was still leaking, her thighs coated in her juice  as she looked down at her latest prey. She cocked her head, waiting. 

“Well, come on then you fucking slut! Get eating~” she called, grabbing the foxgirls head and pulling it into her waiting pussy. The girl squealed a little, keeping her mouth shut for a few more moments before realizing that she really didn’t have a choice. Her tongue finally crept out and dragged across Colleen’s waiting pussy, resting on her clit a little. Colleen pet her head gently to reassure her - looking her in the eyes.

The arctic fox girl looked back, her eyes wide and frightened, but she kept going. She really wasn’t an experienced pussy-eater, that much was obvious - but she was doing her best. Her tongue slowly dragged up and down Colleen's soaking pussy, before she pushed her lips against Colleen’s clit and suckled gently. That elicited a reaction from Colleen, prompting her to suckle a little more, and a little harder. 

Colleen’s hips slowly began to grind into the face of her newest prey, causing her arousal to leak into her fur, soaking her muzzle. It was quite the cute look after all, and her tongue was slowly starting to get a little better at pleasuring her. It had even begun to dig itself into her cunt a little, tasting her insides. Colleen gripped her head tightly in her paws as she began to do it again, pulling her head tighter into her crotch - which prompted a muffled protest from the foxgirl, which Colleen ignored. The pleasure was finally improving, and she didn’t want it to back off now. After a few moments, the foxgirl seemed to understand what Colleen wanted - and she dug her tongue in deeper, her body shivering.

She’d never done such an act with a girl before, never even thought about it. The situation wasn’t exactly the most… romantic for such an act, but even though the day was traumatizing, there was a weird sense of pride in her. She was giving pleasure to the boss bitch - the girl that held undisputed power. Her actions were bringing good feelings to her, and maybe if she did a good enough job, she’d have a better standing in the school hierarchy. These thoughts caused her to start trying a little harder - moving her tongue a little faster, letting it explore deeper into Colleen. She wasn’t protesting as much now, instead focusing her efforts on trying to get Colleen off.

Those efforts weren’t going unnoticed, either. The pleasure was starting to ramp up, and Colleen's hips were grinding harder into the foxgirls muzzle. She didn’t want to betray it yet - but she was about to cum. She wanted it to be a surprise, and it most certainly was. She gripped the foxgirls head again, holding it tight into her crotch as she came - a fresh wave of girl juice seeping into the arctic fox’s face. She couldn’t pull her head away, and instead had to drink up as much as she could to stop it overflowing. Finally, Colleen let her go - and she took in a deep breath of fresh air, her lungs burning a little from having to hold it. 

“What a good fucking girl you were! I’m gonna be calling on you more now…” Colleen's warm, teasing voice came through into her ears. The foxgirl shivered a little, unsure if that was a good thing or not. It seemed like she’d done a passable job at least -  but did she really want to have to do that more? It seems like she didn’t have a choice now…

The class passed by in a haze of breeding, raping and love-making. Colleen stretched out on her chair as she surveyed the lewd chaos, the multitude of couples, the occasional spit-roast. Most of the girl’s uniforms were stained with warm, fresh cum already - some shirts were torn, some skirts had been turned into rags. Colleen especially enjoyed watching her teacher - especially when he orgasmed. She could always tell, the way his body tensed up, his eyes looking a little firmer in their gaze, the way his face twitched. From the looks of it, the girl under the table was getting quite a meal every time - and she was already on her fifth serving.

The sharp retort of the bell burst through the classroom, shattering Colleen's relaxation. Seriously? Ugh… she was more than happy there, in that room, enjoying it all. It felt like the fun would never have ended - she had entirely forgotten the fact the stupid bell even existed. One of these days she was gonna get the faculty to remove the bell for an entire school day… or maybe a week. That would be good. Then the fun wouldn’t be broken up into segments anymore - and she could enjoy herself longer.

Reluctantly, she and the rest of the class finished up before making their way to lunch. A lot of the breeding had already resumed by the time Colleen got into the cafeteria, and she was very happy to see this. Cum was already glazing the floor around the tables and walls, as girls were bent over and pinned. Boys also took this time to donate some special protein frosting to the girl’s meals - an act which sent a wicked shiver of delight through Colleen. Some of the cum-hungry bitches vastly preferred drinking from the tap however, and a small line of generous frosting donors had lined up near the far wall - with a longer line of girls on their knees, waiting their turn with each one. 

Colleen already was making a beeline to a certain someone - the fact his class was closer to the cafeteria always meant that he beat her here. She swayed her hips as she walked, before sitting her plump rump down right on his lap. Padraig grunted in appreciation, his erection painfully obvious through his pants. “How’d you get on, stud?” Colleen asked, looking up at him with her cute, sparkling eyes…

“Absolutely wonderfully. I think every girl in my class got pregnant. Well, they definitely did, let’s be honest. And not all of them were by me… yet… so don’t worry. I shared!” he protested a little, teasing her. Colleen giggled, giving his paw a little squeeze. “Good boy. I’m so proud of you. You got enough in there for me to have my lunch?” she teased back, letting her paw dip down to squeeze his legs.

“Sweetie… you know I do. Go on, I know you’re hungry~” he whispered back, giving her head a loving scritch. Colleen squirmed a little - slightly embarrassed at the public affection. She likes it, but it still takes getting used to. But what doesn’t embarrass her is getting on her knees, sliding his pants down, and licking her warm tongue up his long, thick, throbbing shaft. Nor does smooching his balls embarrass her - or pumping his cock with her paw, or suckling his cocktip… nor taking the full shaft down her throat, with absolutely no gag reflex.

After all - she’s a trained professional.

She gulps down that warm, tasty brother cock straight to the knot, her tongue swirling around his thick pussy-plugger. Her throat lovingly massages his cock - her paws fondling and squeezing his still-full ballsack. Gulp, gulp. She bobs her head up and down, alternating between letting her tongue dance across his sensitive cock-tip, and grinding it against his knot. Occasionally, she pops his cock out of her maw in order to run her tongue across the entire thing - before shoving it back deep inside her throat. Padraig does his best to keep himself from cumming too quickly - but in the face of such exceptional skill, from a sister who knows every little weak spot on his cock, having trained herself for years on his cock…

He grunted, gripping her head, holding it down as he bucked his hips and stuffed his knot into her maw. His balls gurgled and twitched as a torrent of warm cum shot from his tip, hitting the back of her throat and instantly flooding into her stomach. The audible gulps only made his orgasm stronger, the loud and lewd sounds eliciting such a lustful response from him. Colleen didn’t sputter, nor waste a drop -  years of taking her brother's loads like this meant that she was an absolute pro. Her paws lovingly caressed his balls as he orgasmed, causing a few more bursts of his love to fill her stomach - giving her a healthy, nutritious lunch. 

She slowly lifted her head back up, tongue still massaging Padraig’s twitching shaft, before giving his cock tip a hearty smooch, finally letting it go. A trail of his cum still linked her lips to his cock, before it  finally broke. She giggled, licking her lips, looking him in the eyes as she did so. “Thanks Paddy, I was starting to get really hungry…” she told him, gently running her fingertips over him. Padraig huffed a little, but didn’t protest - he enjoyed the way she touched him like that, gentle and sensual. 

The bell yet again interrupted the pair - as well as everyone else in the cafeteria. Has it really been that long? Had Colleen been sucking for the entire lunch period? Surely not… but she checked her watch, and yup - it confirmed it. She had. That came as a surprise, but… at the same time, not really. She loved to suckle on his cock whenever she could - and she’s spent hours doing it before. So really, it shouldn’t be a surprise - instead, she should be proud. And in all fairness, she was. She knew she held an immense amount of skill in the oral department, and her brother would never be safe from her maw…

Reluctantly she rose back to her feet, giving a small smooch to Padraig’s cheek as she did so. Last class of the day, and then the two would be making their way home. Everyone began to slowly file out of the cafeteria - with Colleen and Padraig joining them. There were quite a lot of couples that didn’t join, however. They were too busy with their love-making. It wasn’t a problem - they’d just join later, once their balls were empty. 

Padraig had to break away from Colleen in order to get to his class - but he left here with a warm, loving make-out kiss. Way too much tongue. But very enjoyable, and quite tasty too! Colleen smiled after him before making her way towards her own class. Before she got there though, she felt a paw clasp around her own - and she’s pulled off and into a hallway, pushed against a locker. A big wolf boy jams his phone under her tiny little skirt and snaps a bunch of pictures, smiling widely. He quickly flips his gallery open and shows her the pictures:

“Ha! I got you Colleen! Now you’re my sex toy… right?” his confidence falters for just a moment - enough for Colleen to recognise he was gambling here. Nobody ever made moves on the school queen - not unless she did it first. So having this naughty wolf do this to her was very… exciting. She smirks, slowly turning around, sticking out her hips..

“You’re right… you got me! I must admit, I’m very proud of your confidence… nobody dares to touch me like this, so you’re in luck. Better make it worth it and satisfy me, though!” she teases, lifting up her skirt to expose her dripping pussy. The wolf boy nods quickly, his ears flopping as he yanks down his pants, exposing a long, thick, throbbing wolf cock that’s drooling with pre-cum. Colleen watches as his knot twitches and throbs, before his warm paws grasp her hips and he aims his tip right where she wants it.

Before he can thrust forward, Colleen suddenly pushes her hips back - enveloping his cock all the way to the knot, her pussy clenching down on his invading shaft. She giggles again, before cutting into a groan of delight as he starts to thrust into her. She gives as good as she gets, however, slamming her hips backwards into him. She’s not a submissive little bitch at school - maybe at home for Padraig, but here? She’s got a reputation, and she’s not going to let this naughty pup dominate her. At least, not too hard. 

“God that’s it, you’re getting so lucky you know… better  fuck me like you mean it!” she lustfully teases - pulling her hips forward again, almost causing his cock to slip out. She can hear him growl a little, enjoying how frustrated she’s making him… before slamming her hips back again, the loud and lewd slap of their bodies coming together filling the hallway. She’s got a good grip on the lockers, so she won’t be slipping anytime soon - and it helps her deliver power through her hips. The wolf boy is holding onto her waist tightly, thrusting forward so fast and hard. His knot is slamming into her pussy, grinding a little too… he’s good at this, and it’s making her insides burn up in pleasure.

Colleen quickly covers her maw with a paw to stop a big moan from escaping as the wolf boy suddenly pushes forward much harder, his pussy-plugging knot sinking into her depths and swelling up. She can feel the heat of his cum filling her womb, splashing against her inner walls. Fuck, fuck that feels good, she’s trying not to cum but unfortunately she can’t stop it. Her pussy clenches down hard right at the root of his cock, milking out more of his cum - and amplifying the pleasure for them both. Again and again his balls twitch, shooting another load of his love into Colleen’s thirsty, desperate womb. She’s groaning in delight, but doesn’t stop pushing her hips into his. Suddenly she spins the two of them around - pushing him against the lockers instead, grinding her ass into his crotch nice and hard. 

“I’m not letting you leave with only one orgasm, bitch…” she grunts at him, doing her best to keep slamming her hips into him even with his cock knotted into her cunt. The wolf boy’s ears twitch a little, the first thoughts of “maybe I made a mistake…” entering his mind. But at the same time - the warm realization that his pleasure was about to get even better crashed through his mind, the knowledge that he’d be cumming a whole lot more. Hopefully his will doesn’t break…

This time the bell didn’t interrupt the two for a while. They went through so many positions - with Colleen primarily dominating them all. She forced another orgasm out of him against the lockers, before making him lay down and riding his cock so roughly in a cowgirl - before he came again, and she turned around just to do it again, reverse cowgirl this time. The sight of her plump ass bouncing up and down on his cock was immensely hot, and she milked another orgasm from him quicker this time. Then they were back against the lockers, this time making him hold her up as she wrapped her legs around his waist, her paws pulling at his hips to make him fuck her harder - faster - harder - faster… more, more, more!

They went through so many positions, so many orgasms… but she was insatiable, and finally the wolf boy was beginning to grow tired. But Colleen still wanted more, she wasn’t going to let him get away. Soon he was back to laying on the floor, unable to stand - but his cock still hard, unable to go away. Colleen was not going to let him get soft… not until he was completely and entirely drained. His balls still shot out creamy treats into her womb, and she would only stop once they ran dry.

It took a long, long time. Not that she was aware of the time, that was. Again. And again. And again. Soon the boy was whimpering, starting to ask her to stop - then begging. The pleasure was so fucking good, but now it was tinging itself with pain - which only started making it feel better, but the pleasure was so strong that it hurt. What was worse was the exhaustion. He kept fighting to stay awake - and Colleen's gleaming eyes bore into his as she began to toy with him. 

Finally, after who knows how long - his cock throbbed hard in another orgasm, but Colleen no longer felt the warm burst of cum hitting her womb. She rode him for a few minutes more - before finally clambering off, letting his cock free of its pleasurable pussy-prison at last. So much cum stained the floor, the walls, their bodies. It was quite the slipping hazard, actually. Colleen leant down and planted a smooch on the boy’s head - leaving him there to rest.

“Good boy. I never even learnt your name. But I’ll be playing with you again soon, I can feel it~” she whispered, before slowly walking off. She checked the time on her watch-

Oh shit. School ended hours ago. She hadn’t even heard the bell. She was much too busy. Hadn’t she even seen the others leave? Actually, no… thinking about it, now that the haze of love-making was leaving… she’d noticed others leaving. They’d crowded around them, grabbing their bags before leaving. The wolf boy had begged some to help him, but nobody did. They knew the repercussions of denying Colleen a boytoy were severe. She suddenly realized with a start Padraig had watched for a while too.  Then he’d told her something… what was it? 

“I’ll meet you back home. I have a surprise that you’ll like…” 

There! She started to hurry back home, thankful they only lived a few minutes away. She charged through the front door and up to Padraig’s room - which really was their room, as they shared it practically every day. Her ears twitched as they suddenly registered noise - moaning, bed-creaking. She smirked, peeking around the door-frame… and getting an eyeful of Padraig mating-pressing some little bitch. Padraig groaned as his balls visibly twitched, and a spurt of love erupted from the poor girl's pussy…

“Having fun?” Colleen called. Padraig looked over his shoulder, smirking - and nodding.

“Oh I am. You wanna know something funny, Colly? This little slut here wore panties today. And she tried to hide it - she was hiding the whole day, almost successfully too. But I made sure to  check everyone who tried to leave. And she had them on… and you know what that means!” he gleefully cheered, resuming his rough pounding of his newest victim..

“Oh yes, I know what it means. You’ve got a new slave for the rest of the week. And by the way - that means you’re my slave too, bitch. Oh we’re gonna have fun with you…” she whispered into the girl's ear, taking a seat next to her.

And what fun they had that week..