In the school you go to girls rule over the boy. Every girl was either assigned a boy or chose one. Layla chose you to be her pet.

It was class time Layla order you to be her chair. You sit your face into the whole of the chair and she ties your hand to the legs of it. Before sitting down on your face. Good boy now just try to take slow breathes. I don’t want you to pass out. She says shyly. She was a soft spoken but stern master. Very caring and sweet but she doesn’t mind hurting you.