PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH!
The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed off the cramped tiles of the stall. Squeezed against the wall and pounded so deep that coherent thought had long since fled her mind, the young lady could only gasp. She was still clad in the white shirt and red blazer of the Vehenas Royal Academy, though the prestige of the uniform meant nothing now. Finn Chamberlain had his hands hooked under her arms, his grip bruising her shoulders as he pressed her body into the cubicle wall, arcing her back to find the perfect anchor point to drive even deeper.
Finn was the recently disowned trash of the Chamberlain house, a man who was now technically nothing more than a commoner, but right here and right now, that commoner was ruthlessly banging the supposed fiancée of the Empire's heir, Prince Orthor.
"M-master, ahh~"
PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH!
He increased the pace, hammering into her with a force so brutal her mouth hung open, saliva dripping uncontrolled as she moaned utter gibberish.
"You've been very naughty, and this is your punishment," he ground out through clenched teeth. He thrust deeper, his hands literally looping around her as he held her firm, his chest crushed against her back.
PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH!
"M-masteeeeeer, I am—ahhhhhh~"
He kept pounding until her legs gave out, but he didn't let her fall. He kept going, the wet, sloppy clapping sounds filling the space, nearly drowning out the girl's frantic cries. He finally let go of her shoulders, reaching up to grab a handful of her hair instead. He pulled her head back sharply, exposing her throat as he went in for the final slam.
Her pussy was overflowing, leaking juice that coated her thighs as he hugged her abdomen, thrusting further and further until her tongue was lolling out and her eyes rolled into the back of her skull. He leaned forward, delivering one final, agonizingly deep thrust, and pumped his seed inside her.
"Oh master~ ahhhh~" she squealed from the overflow. He squeezed the air right out of her lungs with a final, crushing hug, pumping into her until she was flat against the floor with him hovering over her, his cock filling every corner of her walls.
"Next time, when I say do something, you do it without question. Understood?"
He thrust forward again, making her body shake. "Ugh," she moaned, unable to find words.
"Answer me."
She was pinned against the cold tiled floor, his thick cock still buried between her legs. "Yesssss!"
Finn smiled then, a cold, satisfied thing. He kissed the back of her head and gave a few more shallow thrusts to empty himself completely before giving her breasts—still caged within her uniform—a hard, possessive squeeze. He finally pulled out, leaving her pussy struggling and failing to close from the forceful expansion.
"Clean up and make sure no one suspects a thing," he said. He zipped up, straightened his clothes with the practiced ease of a man who hadn't just committed sacrilege, and left her lying there on the ground.