She Commands Me to Wear It
The morning air in the room still carries a faint chill. The wooden floor gleams smooth and clean, sunlight slanting through the window to drape a layer of gold across the dark bedcovers.
Zhenxue stands motionless by the bed. She's dressed in a crisp white shirt and navy pleated skirt—the quintessential JK uniform. Every button fastened neatly, socks pulled taut, not a single fringe daring to curl out of place. Because Baili is watching her.
"Sit down and spread your legs a little."
Baili's voice is soft, her tone leaving no room for refusal. It's not a suggestion—it's a command, gentle yet laced with absolute authority.
Zhenxue bites her lip, her face flushing crimson as she perches on the bed's edge, calves pressed tightly together. She doesn't move. Perhaps she doesn't dare.
Baili tilts her head, her gaze appraising a work of art she's sculpted herself.
"What are you hesitating for? Isn't this what you promised me yesterday?"
"I... I'm not unwilling or anything... it's just..."
"Just shy?" Baili laughs, stepping forward to kneel before her. She gently parts Zhenxue's knees with one hand. "That's what makes it perfect. The shyer you get, the more I want you to do exactly as I say."
Her knees part. The skirt slides away naturally, inner thighs quivering faintly. Zhenxue bites her lip harder, eyes fixed downward, not daring to meet her gaze.
Baili produces a silver egg vibrator, a thin transparent string trailing from its tail. In her other hand, a small white remote control—compact enough to pass for an earphone case.
"This one's new. Arrived yesterday, still fresh from the box. Today, you'll wear it... out."
"O-out... doors...?" Zhenxue's head snaps up, her eyes flickering with alarm.
"That's right." Baili sets the egg on her thigh. "You'll come with me to buy vegetables, stroll through the park, then grab dinner at the convenience store. You'll wear it the whole time... and all you can do is endure."
"...If... if I accidentally... go?"
Baili smiles. It's the sound of a cat's claws shredding curtains—naughty enough to make the heart stutter.
"If you cum outside, then tonight you don't touch the bed. You'll kneel and sleep on the sofa."
"Wu..."
"But if you hold out until we're home—I'll reward you with a whole night of indulgence."
She reaches out, sliding the egg vibrator into Zhenxue's body. Soft vibrating silicone swells slightly on entry, lodging perfectly in place.
"Ah... mm... so, so full..."
"Zhenxue, you're my good girl—the one I've trained so well, right?" Baili strokes her thigh lightly, fingers circling the string's end. "Today, you're not a student. You're my toy. So remember—your reactions are my sense of accomplishment."
Zhenxue cums for the first time before they even leave.
The instant Baili activates the remote—ramping from weak buzz to intense thrum in just ten seconds—Zhenxue shakes like she's been shocked.
Her thighs clamp desperately tight, but it's no use against the crashing wave of pleasure. She buries her face, body rigid and shuddering, tremulous whimpers spilling from her lips.
"Ah... n-no, I can't take it... Baili, wu, w-wuuu... I-I-I... I'm cumming..!"
Her skirt hem soaks through. Even her stockings cling transparently to her legs.
She cries. Not from pain, but pure shame—she's already ruined before they've stepped out the door.
Baili just smiles, wiping her clean with a towel before handing over a fresh pair of panties. "Put it on again."
"Wh-what...?"
"Slide it back in. From now on, that's the real start. That little slip doesn't count."
She leans close, whispering hot against Zhenxue's ear: "Didn't you say you love being under my control? Then endure it for me—until I say you can let go."