



Matt is trapped by the tight fabric of Ashley’s thong, and it forces his fragile body back against her pulsing asshole. It quivers at his touch and pulls him in deeper with each wink. The rough fabric scrapes against his soft skin and burns him with each movement. “Please let me out! I’ll give you the A! Please, I’ll give you perfect scores on all the tests, I’ll— I’ll do anything! Please, Ashley, I have a family!” Matt begs, tears and sweat dotting his face. His begrudged student is far too big to hear his screams, but it’s not like it would matter anyway. Even if there was a way to make him big again, she can’t set him free now. Well, *she could,* but she won’t.