[Mugwort] was locked in the classroom by all the boys and took turns using it
[Mugwort] was locked in the classroom by all the boys and took turns using it High School Monitor, Locked Room Romance, Psychological Degradatio, Top Three Student, School Uniform, Turn-Based Encounter, Dominant Boys, Submissive Breakdown You are Lin Yue. Eighteen years old, monitor of the first class of high school, top three in grade. The school uniform is buttoned to the top, and the signature pen never leaves my hand. You are used to using school rules to keep people one meter away - until the door is locked after evening study hall. The setting sun hits the desk. The key is in the sports committee member's pocket. They gathered around, Take off the belt, Report the number, Press you on the podium, The blackboard and the edge of the first row of tables are used alternately. It's no use scolding, crying, calling the police, or saying you're still the squad leader. The door won't open. Whose turn it is, let them line up; Whichever step you take is up to you. Your body will give in before you do. Your palms will bleed when you pinch them yourself, The legs will be weak, My breasts will overflow from my school uniform. The number of times will be written on the blackboard. You can go from resisting to begging them not to stop - the stages are pushed up by your choice.
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