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I continued berating him in a smug tsudere voice…
>"At the rate your going, its' no wonder you don't have a girlfriend. If your normal brain is that tiny, I wonder how truly small your other 'brain' is, how patheti-"
>At that moment he grasped the sides of my arms with his hands and spoke, "why don't we study something else?"
>Shocked, I let out a *gulp,* "w-w-what do y-you m-mean? S-somthing else?"
>He lead me back to my bedroom, and grabbed the shibari rope I kept under my bed, and showed it to me.
>I looked at him with the most smug wtf face and snapped back, "Man you really are an idiot, what could we possibly learn with that, stupid…"
>Matt then pushed me face down onto my bed, ass up
>"Wh-What are you doing!? Wh-wh-what do you plan todo with that rope Matt-kun? Pls d-don't hurt me, I'm s-s-s-sorry I've been so mean, I didn't really mean it I swear…" I said nervously, and frightened.
>"This will hurt me more than it'll hurt you Tomo-chan…"
>Matt began to tie up my hands and feet, running the rope between my legs, and around my catboi parts (^☆ω☆^ ) so that whenever I moved, the rope tension would tug and squeeze my catboi bitties.
>Matt began to slowly tease me, slowly pulling down my pantsu, while saying, "Hmm I wonder… What will we learn today? Lesson 1: Discipline"
>Matt then slapped my chubby catboi booty, while I let out a muffled ecstasy filled cooing as I was biting a pillow.
>I could feel the blood rushing to my ass, as it was throbbing and stinging with pain from Matt's powerful hand.
>Without warning, and without a moments' notice…
>*SLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPP*
>You could hear the elasticity of my catboi booty meat, when making contact with Matt's hand, that is how loud it was, echos, delay, reverb of the room, I'm pretty sure my neighbors heard the slaps.
>I let out a more pain filled coo, this time I had tears down my blood red face.
>"I'm s-s-sorry Matt, I'll be good, I'll be good, I promise!"
>The slaps would continue at least 4 more times, at which my ass was so red, I could no longer feel it, all I felt were little prickly tingling sensations, kinda like white noise, but on my ass O_o;
During all this, we were drinking alcohol, slowly becoming more and more drunk, mostly me though because I have a low tolerance…
>Matt flipped me over onto my back, pantsu still hanging around my knees, I did my best to cover myself up with my tied hands, but Matt held back my hands while whispering in my ear, "Lesson 2: Restraint…"
>Matt could clearly see that I was already fully engorged, and that I had already stained my skirt with precum, my face was so red I thought I was going to faint.
>Matt began slowly milking me with his mighty, yet soft and supple hands, as he had used body lotion prior.
>He would encourage me with a stern yet comforting voice, "You can do it, I know you can, just take your time, nice and slow…"
>I'd let out soft moans, coos, and meows here and there…
>Whenever I gave signs of being close to spraying my catboi milk all over him or deep breathing, he'd stop for a moment, letting me breath, and letting me catch my breath.
>After awhile, Matt flipped me back over, this time in the doggy position, that's when he started fingering my catboi pussy, with lotsa lube.
>More and more moans came from my mouth, as it was hanging wide open, tongue sticking out.
>My brain was slowly melting, like an ice cream cone on a hot summer day, the arid and steamy environment that was my bedroom, served as the perfect place for lovemaking.
>After awhile, one finger became two, two became three, three became four, and five became his whole hand.
>Once Matt's whole hand had filled up all the real-estate within my catboi pussy, my eyes began to water, and my body began twitching in reaction to the pleasure, dopamine, and happy juices being shot through my brain like a sniper rifle.
>That's when Matt whispered into my ear once more, "Lesson 3: Stamina"
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