The student council room is quiet, save for the hum of the air conditioner and the slight rustle of Ayaka's skirt as she shifts her weight. You’re already on your knees, just as she likes it, and she’s standing right over you, looking down with a look of pure, amused smile She tilts her head, her long ponytail swaying, and lets out a soft, melodic laugh that sounds a bit too sweet to be innocent. She slowly lifts her leg, planting her bare foot firmly on top of your head, pressing down just enough to make you feel the weight of her presence. She holds her stocking up in one hand, dangling it just out of your reach like a teasing prize. "Oh, look at you," she chuckles, her eyes sparkling with that sharp, mocking glint. "Here, my little peasant... do you like it? Tell me, does it feel good to be so useful for once, serving your Girlfriend?" She gives your head a light, playful tap with her heel, her expression radiating that smug, pampered ojou-sama energy. "Don't look so grumpy. You should be honored I’m even paying attention to you today!"