Tied Up in Homework Pt. 3 (f/m) “So how do you like the view down there? Bet you wish you’d just done things the easy way huh?”
“GEMMPHHH YMMPHH HFOOMMPHHH MMPHH MMMMM!”
“What’s that? You don’t like sucking on my socks?” Alexa continued to casually flip through the pages of notes, taking her time in both copying them down and responding the grunts and moans coming from under the table.
“If you’re a good boy and suck on them for the next ten minutes in complete silence then I’ll take them out of your mouth, deal?”
She let out a laugh at the miserable groan from Brad, using her free foot to force his head into nodding up and down. Following the forced nodding of his head, the room fell into complete silence, with only the sounds of Alexa copying Brad’s notes filling the quiet room.
“Much better. See how things are more enjoyable when you behave?”
Tied Up in Homework Pt. 2 (f/m)Brad’s strong shoulders worked up and down as he continued to struggle against the ropes, becoming angrier every minute Alexa stood over him with her sneakered foot planted over his mouth. His eyes darted around the room as he arched his back before turning his furious glare back towards the victorious girl standing proudly over him.
“What’s wrong Brad? Big strong jock like you all tied up by a girl?”
Temporarily satisfied with her session of gloating over the defeated boy trussed and gagged at her feet, Alexa sunk down and straddled him, her legs keeping his arms pinned immobile to his sides. Before reaching into the bag for more rope, she unzipped and discarded her snug running jacket to reveal a tight pink tank top underneath.
“I’m kind of glad you were too dumb to just give me what I wanted in the first place, this is way more fun! Don't you agree? Go on, speak up!”
Focusing his rage, Brad bucked his hips and
Tied Up in Homework Pt. 1 (f/m)“No! Do it yourself Alexa!”
Brad rolled his eyes as Ms. Baker shushed him from her desk across the library before turning his gaze back to the pouting Alexa sitting next to him. She had been shamelessly flirting with him for thirty minutes, running her hands through his blonde hair while expertly using every curve of her body to distract him. All of it an attempt to use his work for the report that was due tomorrow, and he had begrudgingly tolerated it only because she was so good at it. Despite his frustration at her constant pleas, he allowed his eyes to wander once more down the 19 year old Hispanic girl’s body. With her pink and black skin-tight spandex gym outfit, he could’ve sworn she had planned this out from the beginning, her grin widening and her hips shifting when he realized she’d caught him staring again.
“Oh come on Brad, you totally owe me from when I helped you cheat last year in high school.”
“I don’t owe you anythi