Test as the Teacher's Pet

"I think you deserve a very special reward, Test. As thanks for being a big help to the class." Mila cooed to him, gently pushing him onto the floor then moving her breasts down his body until she reached his cock, still bare from his encounter with the P.E. girl. She tried to start the titfuck softly, just inserting his shaft in between her girls.

That simple act caused Test to moan wantonly and buck his hips. Desperate for more.

Mila did her best to ease him into it. With Test being so needy, she would sate his desires. Her lovely girls rolled in synchronized circles against his length, stroking it from the bottom to the top in a steady rhythm. They were even softer against his cock than they were against his face.

Test gasped and panted. He needed all his remaining strength to avoid immediately staining her cleavage with his seed.

Mina giggled at how hard he was trying. She decided to match his effort, vigorously bouncing her breasts against his cock as they kept rubbing him up and down, smothering his dick in a hot, fleshy vice.

Test couldn't possibly resist. With an enraptured cry he came for her. Instantly rendered even more submissive towards the hypnotic beauty.

"Tehehe! He's so weak for us." Mila giggled once her breasts were covered in his cum. She kept his penis nestled between them but stopped stroking for now.

"Feel free to keep him, Mila. I think he wants to be kept by you, anyway." Ms. Bell suggested, to which the student nodded happily.

Test would have really liked the sound of that. If he could still process anything at all. Mila's treatment having reduced him to a pleasure drunk mess hardly capable of speech or understanding. He'd stay like that as long as his hard on was trapped inside her bosom.

Mila finally let him go and helped him back into his chair. She buttoned up her top and put away her necklace, trying to make herself as unlikely to accidentally entrance Test as possible.

Test's mind recovered somewhat. He still had a dopey grin on his face and he felt so wonderfully satisfied.

"Class is about over. Let's go back to my dorm, Test." Mila said, taking his hand in hers and guiding him out of the classroom. She didn't wait for his answer because she already knew what it would be.

Test have her a submissive nod as he let her lead him. Willing to follow Mila anywhere.

The student chuckled and showed him the way to her dorm room. A few other students shared it with her, and they also just got back from their classes. They all wore stockings with bright and alluring patterns on them to complement their legs. Mila sat Test down in her bed and sat next to him, saying nothing but smiling wide

Test returned the smile. Happy to be here with Mila. After a moment of silence he pulled her into a gentle hug. Feeling overcome with affection towards her.

Mila hugged him back before her roommates started getting curious. "Where'd you find this boytoy, Mila?" One of then asked.

"Does he like stockings, or is he just a boob boy like all of the guys you get?"

"How fast did he cum on your tits?"

Mila just chuckled and let Test answer if he wanted.

"We meet in class. Stockings and boobs are both nice. And... well... um... very quickly." He admitted with a blush.

"So you're a really big pervert, huh? In the mood for a footjob?" One of the students asked him.

"No, I bet he'd prefer a thighjob with my stockings that go all the way up to my hips." Another said.

"Or he can jerk himself off while he licks our feet." The third suggested. All of them made sure to keep their legs and feet well within his view.

Mila sat back and smiled, deciding to let her stocking fetishist roommates to have their fun with Test for now.

"I-I'm sure your feet could use some a-affection." Test replied. Prompting for the third option. His time in Ms. Bell's class having put him in a very submissive mood.

Within seconds, all three of them had their feet shoved into Test's face, kicking back and getting comfortable. The boytoy was a little outnumbered.

Test swallowed hard and tried to control himself. Beginning to gently kiss and massage the trio's feet. His recent submission filling him with a powerful desire to make them feel good.

Each of them sighed blissfully and slowly rubbed their silky soles up and down Test's feet, drowning him in their stockings and adoring his reactions.

Tests reactions consisted of blushes, moans, shivers and gasps. Their sexy feet and the joy of submitting to them threatening to overwhelm him. He was powerless to stop himself from worshiping their soles. Continuing to do his best to please them even as they rendered him helpless.

"If only our club could find stocking sluts like you more often." One of the girls said as she slipped her toes into Test's mouth and wiggled them against his tongue.

"We would gladly spoil you like this every club meeting." The second said as she pinched Test's nose with her toes and chuckled.

"Does your club do hypnosis as well?" Test said before he could stop himself. His words muffled by the feet against his mouth and nose as his whole body tensed up and then unwound from the pleasure. The increasingly submissive adventurer closed his eyes and mindlessly nuzzled the feet against his face.

"Some of us also do hypnosis as a hobby. But don't think you'll be entranced into doing anything other than being horny for our leggings." The third girl told him, bringing her feet down to his crotch so she could tease his cock between her feet.

The other two kept up the good work of trampling Test's face as much as they could, making sure all he could feel, taste, and smell was stockings.