We sat together in class, she took the seat next to the wall in a corner, and I sat by her other side to make sure nobody could sit next to her. This was going to be a long day for Merry.
*Bzzzzz…*
The sound was quietened by her meat and clothes, but it still couldn't escape a second-stage cultivator's sense of hearing. I didn't listen to the class at all, instead, I played on my phone happily in a shady app, switching rhythms and intensities.
"Nikko, just kill me, I don't want to live anymore if I can't cum," Merry finally lost it. She was on the verge of tears, and her face was a mask of frustration. She lay her head on the desk and drowned her whimpers into her forearm as she bit it.
"Don't be silly," I chuckled and stroked her shapely thigh. It was tender under my fingers, and my act added to Merry's misery instead of encouraging her. Every little touch worked like a terrifying electric shock on her body, and she couldn't even move anymore.
