Fun In Highschool DxD World

But Izashi wasn't ready to let her come just yet.

He pulled out of her, ignoring her cry of disappointment. He reached down, grabbing her by the throat and lifting her off the bed. Venelana gasped, her eyes wide with surprise and a hint of fear. Izashi could see the excitement in her eyes, the thrill of the unknown.

"Come with me," he commanded, his voice low and firm. He carried her out of the room, her naked body pressed against his, her legs dangling over his arm. He could feel her heart pounding against his hand, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

He walked down the corridor, his steps echoing in the silence. He could feel Venelana's body trembling, her eyes darting around nervously. She had no idea where he was taking her, what he had planned. And that only served to heighten his desire.

He reached a small, unused room at the end of the hallway. He kicked the door open, carrying Venelana inside. The room was bare, save for a single, heavy-duty dog collar hanging from a hook on the wall. Izashi carried Venelana over to it, her eyes widening as she took in the sight.

"What are you going to do, Izashi-kun?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Izashi smirked, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "I'm going to collar you, Mother," he replied, his voice low and dangerous. "Like the dog you are."

Venelana's eyes widened, a mix of shock and excitement shining in their depths. "Izashi-kun, please," she begged, her voice trembling. "Not that. Anything but that."

Izashi chuckled, a dark sound that sent a shiver down her spine. "Beg all you want, Mother," he said, his voice firm. "But you will obey me. You will wear this collar."

He reached up, unhooking the collar from the wall. It was thick, made of heavy leather, with a sturdy metal ring at the front. He held it up, letting Venelana get a good look at it. She shrank back, her body trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation.

"Please, Izashi-kun," she whispered, her eyes filled with tears. "Please don't do this."

Izashi's expression softened for a moment, a hint of tenderness in his eyes. But it was gone in an instant, replaced by the cold, hard dominance he had come to expect from him. "You will wear this collar, Mother," he repeated, his voice firm. "And you will obey my every command. Now, turn around."

Venelana hesitated for a moment, her eyes flicking between the collar and Izashi's face. But she saw the unyielding determination in his gaze, the unspoken threat. She turned around, her body trembling as she presented her neck to him.

Izashi wrapped the collar around her neck, buckling it tightly. He could feel her swallow hard, her body tensing as she adjusted to the feel of the leather against her skin. He tugged on the ring, making sure it was secure. Venelana whimpered, her hands reaching up to touch the collar.

"It's too tight, Izashi-kun," she whispered, her voice thick with tears. "It's hurting me."

Izashi smirked, his hands moving to her hips. "Good," he replied, his voice low. "It's supposed to. It's a reminder of your place, Mother. A reminder that you are mine to command, mine to use."

He turned her around, his eyes roaming over her body. He could see the way her nipples hardened under his gaze, the way her pussy glistened with her arousal. She was enjoying this, despite her protests. He could see it in her eyes, in the way her body responded to his touch.

He led her out of the room, his hand gripping the ring of her collar. Venelana stumbled along behind him, her body trembling with each step. He could feel her eyes on him, watching him warily, waiting for his next command.

He led her down the hallway, towards the grand entrance of the mansion. Venelana's eyes widened in shock as she realized where he was taking her. "Izashi-kun, please," she begged, her voice filled with panic. "Not outside. Not like this."

Izashi ignored her, pushing open the heavy wooden doors and stepping out into the night. The cool air hit Venelana's skin, making her shiver. She tried to cover herself, her arms crossing over her chest, her hands moving to cover her pussy. But Izashi was having none of it.

"Hands at your sides, Mother," he commanded, his voice firm. "You will not cover yourself. You will walk proudly, like the slut you are."

Venelana hesitated for a moment, her eyes darting around nervously. But she saw the hardness in Izashi's gaze, the unyielding dominance. She lowered her arms, her body trembling as she stood naked and exposed in the moonlight.

Izashi led her down the steps, his hand still gripping the ring of her collar. He could feel her body trembling, her steps faltering as she struggled to keep up with him. He could see the fear in her eyes, the uncertainty. But he also saw the excitement, the thrill of the unknown.

He led her around the side of the mansion, towards the expansive gardens that lay beyond. The moon hung high in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the lush greenery. Izashi could see the fear in Venelana's eyes as she took in the sight, the realization of what he had planned.

"Please, Izashi-kun," she begged, her voice thick with tears. "Please don't do this. Not here. Not like this."

Izashi smirked, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "This is exactly where I want to do this, Mother," he replied, his voice low and dangerous. "I want everyone to see you, to know that you belong to me. That you are my slut, my whore."

He led her into the gardens, his steps sure and steady. He could feel Venelana's body trembling, her steps faltering as she struggled to keep up. He could see the fear in her eyes, the uncertainty. But he also saw the excitement, the thrill of the unknown.

He found a secluded spot, hidden from the main path by a thicket of bushes. He turned to face Venelana, his eyes roaming over her body. He could see the way her nipples hardened under his gaze, the way her pussy glistened with her arousal. She was ready for him, ready to be used.

He pushed her down onto the soft grass, her body landing with a soft thud. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with tears, her body trembling with anticipation. Izashi smirked, his hands moving to his pants, unbuckling them and pushing them down along with his boxers.

His cock sprang free, hard and ready. Venelana's eyes widened as she took in his length, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. Izashi smirked, his hands moving to her thighs, pushing them apart.

"Spread your legs, Mother," he commanded, his voice low and firm. "Show me that pretty little pussy of yours."

Venelana hesitated for a moment, her eyes flicking up to meet his. But she saw the hardness in his gaze, the unyielding dominance. She spread her legs, her body trembling as she exposed herself to him.

Izashi smirked, his eyes roaming over her pussy. He could see the way her lips glistened with her arousal, the way her clit peeked out from its hood. He reached down, his fingers tracing the soft flesh, feeling the heat radiating from her core.

"Please, Izashi-kun," Venelana begged, her voice thick with desire. "Please fuck me. I need you inside me."

Izashi chuckled, his fingers moving to her entrance, teasing her with light, feathery touches. "Not yet, Mother," he replied, his voice low and dangerous. "First, I want to hear you beg. I want to hear you plead for my cock."

Venelana whimpered, her body writhing beneath his touch. "Please, Izashi-kun," she begged, her voice thick with desire. "Please fuck me. I need you inside me. I'll do anything, anything you want. Just please, fuck me."

Izashi, satisfied with her begging, positioned himself between her thighs, his cock pulsing with anticipation. He grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh, and with a swift, brutal motion, he thrust into her. Venelana cried out, her back arching as she took him in, her body stretching to accommodate his size.

"Is this what you wanted, Mother?" Izashi growled, his voice thick with desire. "Is this what you've been begging for?"

Venelana whimpered, her body writhing beneath him. "Yes, Izashi-kun," she gasped. "Yes, this is what I wanted."

Izashi smirked, his hips beginning to move, his cock sliding in and out of her with a rhythm that was both punishing and pleasurable. He could feel her body responding, her inner walls clenching around him, her moans growing louder with each thrust.

But he wasn't ready to let her come just yet. He wanted to punish her more, wanted to push her to the edge and keep her there, begging and pleading for release. He pulled out of her, ignoring her cry of disappointment. He flipped her onto her hands and knees, his hand gripping the ring of her collar, pulling her head back sharply.

"What are you, Mother?" Izashi demanded, his voice harsh.

Venelana whimpered, her body trembling. "I-I'm your slut, Izashi-kun," she stammered. "I'm your whore."

Izashi smirked, his free hand moving to her ass, squeezing the soft flesh roughly. "That's right, Mother," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "And what do whores get?"

Venelana hesitated, her eyes flicking up to meet his. But she saw the hardness in his gaze, the unyielding dominance. "They get punished, Izashi-kun," she whispered.

Izashi nodded, his hand raising and coming down hard on her ass. Venelana cried out, her body jerking at the impact. He could see the red handprint forming on her pale skin, and it sent a thrill of satisfaction through him. He raised his hand again, bringing it down even harder this time.

"Count them, Mother," Izashi commanded, his voice harsh. "Count each strike and thank me for your punishment."

Venelana whimpered, her body writhing beneath him. "One," she gasped. "Thank you, Izashi-kun."

Izashi smirked, his hand coming down again, harder this time. Venelana cried out, her fingers clutching at the grass beneath her. "Two," she gasped. "Thank you, Izashi-kun."

He continued to spank her, each strike harder than the last, each one sending a shockwave of pain and pleasure through her body. Venelana counted each one, her voice growing hoarse, her body trembling with each impact. But Izashi could see the way her body responded, the way her pussy glistened with her arousal, the way her hips lifted to meet his hand. She was enjoying this, enjoying the pain, the humiliation.

Finally, when her ass was a bright shade of red, Izashi stopped. He gripped her hips, positioning himself at her entrance. "Is this what you want, Mother?" he growled, his voice thick with desire. "Do you want me to fuck you like the animal you are?"

Venelana whimpered, her body trembling with anticipation. "Yes, Izashi-kun," she begged. "Please fuck me. I need you inside me."

Izashi smirked, thrusting into her without warning. Venelana cried out, her body arching as she took him in. Izashi began to move, his hips slamming against her ass with each thrust. He could feel her body responding, her inner walls clenching around him, her moans growing louder with each movement.

He reached down, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling her head back sharply. Venelana gasped, her back arching as he used her hair as a rein, controlling her movements, forcing her to meet his thrusts.

"You're mine, Mother," Izashi growled, his voice thick with desire. "Mine to use, mine to punish. Mine to fuck."

He increased his pace, his thrusts becoming harder, faster. Venelana's cries filled the night air, her body writhing beneath him. He could feel her body tensing, her orgasm building. But he wasn't ready to let her come just yet. He pulled out of her, ignoring her cry of disappointment.

He flipped her onto her back, his eyes roaming over her body. Venelana looked up at him, her eyes filled with tears, her body shaking with sobs. But Izashi could see the desire in her eyes, the need. He gripped her thighs, pushing them apart, exposing her pussy to the cool night air.

"Please, Izashi-kun," Venelana begged, her voice thick with desire. "Please fuck me. I need you inside me."

Izashi smirked, his thumb moving to her clit, circling the sensitive nub with a light, teasing touch. "Not yet, Mother," he replied, his voice low and dangerous. "First, I want to see you touch yourself. I want to see you make yourself come."

Venelana hesitated for a moment, her eyes flicking up to meet his. But she saw the hardness in his gaze, the unyielding dominance. Slowly, she moved her hand to her pussy, her fingers tentatively touching her clit.

"That's it, Mother," Izashi murmured, his voice thick with desire. "Show me how you like to be touched. Show me how you make yourself come."

Venelana whimpered, her fingers moving in slow, circular motions, her body responding to her own touch. Izashi watched, his cock pulsing with desire as he saw her pleasure herself, saw her body writhing beneath her own touch.

But he wasn't ready to let her come just yet. He grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand away from her pussy. Venelana cried out in frustration, her body trembling with need.

"Please, Izashi-kun," she begged, her voice thick with desire. "Please let me come. I need to come."

Izashi smirked, positioning himself at her entrance. "As you wish, Mother," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. And with one swift, brutal motion, he thrust into her, his cock filling her completely.

Venelana cried out, her body arching as she took him in. Izashi began to move, his hips slamming against hers with each thrust. He could feel her body responding, her inner walls clenching around him, her moans growing louder with each movement.

He reached down, grabbing her throat, his fingers squeezing gently. Venelana's eyes widened, her hands reaching up to grip his wrist, but she didn't try to pull him away. Instead, she held on, her body writhing beneath him as he fucked her, his hand tightening around her throat.

"Come for me, Mother," Izashi commanded, his voice low and firm. "Show me how much you enjoy being used, being punished. Show me how much you enjoy being my slut."

Venelana's body tensed, her orgasm crashing through her like a wave. She cried out, her body convulsing beneath him, her inner walls clenching around his cock. Izashi groaned, his own orgasm building, his cock pulsing with each thrust.

And with a final, brutal thrust, he came, his cock exploding inside her, filling her with his seed. He collapsed on top of her, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

Venelana lay beneath him, her body trembling, her breath coming in soft sobs. Izashi rolled off her, his body still shaking with the aftermath of his orgasm. He looked over at her, his eyes roaming over her body, taking in the red handprints on her ass, the bruises on her throat, the tears in her eyes.

And he smiled, satisfied with his punishment, satisfied with his mother's submission, satisfied with his own dominance. He had used her, punished her, and she had enjoyed every moment of it. She was his, completely and utterly, his to use, his to punish, his to fuck. And he wouldn't have it any other way.

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