Sree stood in the hallway with her hands on her hips, pushing out her massive tits so the thin
fabric of her top stretched tight. "Look at these, 38DD and they bounce like crazy when I walk. Bet none of you losers could handle them without cumming in your pants." Anikha laughed
beside her, running her hands over her wide hips and thick ass. "My pussy stays dripping wet and tight as hell. I love making weak boys stare while I call them pathetic worms." Krithi smirked, her perky tits barely covered, and added, "My mouth can suck a cock dry in seconds. You scrawny fucks don't deserve even a glance."
Ram kept his head down as their cruel words hit him again. Every day the three rich bitches made him feel small, shoving him aside or mocking his quiet nature while their money let them get away with everything. He burned inside, planning payback without showing a single sign.
After lectures ended, Ram slipped through the side door and spotted Krithi on her knees in the empty classroom. The maths HOD stood over her with his pants open, his thick cock already hard and glistening. Ram pulled out his phone fast, hitting record and staying hidden behind the doorway.
Krithi wrapped her tight lips around the HOD's shaft and sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing with every pull. "Mmm, fuck yes, shove it deeper," she moaned around the dick,
spit dripping down her chin as she bobbed her head fast. The HOD groaned and gripped her red hair, thrusting into her mouth while she gagged wetly and slurped louder. "Take it all, you rich little slut," he grunted, his balls slapping her chin with each rough pump. Krithi moaned again, the sound filthy and eager, her tongue swirling over the head before she swallowed him to the root.
Ram kept the camera steady, capturing every detail: Krithi's perky tits jiggling, the way her spit-slick lips stretched around the veiny cock, and the messy strings of saliva that fell onto her shirt. She pulled off for a second to gasp, "Cum down my throat, I want it," then dove back on, sucking noisily until the HOD's hips jerked and he unloaded. Thick ropes of cum flooded her mouth, some leaking from the corners as she swallowed and moaned.

Ram stopped recording, heart pounding. He sent the full video straight to Krithi's phone with a single message: "I have this. Do exactly what I say from now on, or the whole college sees you sucking cock like a whore. Meet me behind the gym after dark."

He waited in the shadows, phone in hand, already hard from the power shifting his way.
Ram stood in the dark behind the gym, his phone buzzing with Krithi's reply. He typed fast: "I will delete the video after one task. Prove you obey or it goes public."

Krithi arrived minutes later, her petite frame tense, perky tits heaving under her tight top. "What task?" she snapped, eyes flashing with that old defiance.
"You fuck two school janitors tonight. Let them use every hole. Do it right and the video stays gone," Ram said, voice steady and cold.
She froze, face paling. "No fucking way. That's disgusting. I won't."

Ram held up his phone, thumb hovering over send. "Refuse and the whole college sees you swallowing the HOD's load like a desperate whore. Your choice."
Krithi's shoulders slumped. Fear overtook her fire. "Fine. I'll do it," she muttered, voice shaking.

Ram led her to the maintenance wing. Two aged black janitors, one tall and thick with a heavy gut, the other shorter but built like a bull, looked up from their mops. Ram showed them the message and nodded. They grinned wide, cocks already twitching in their pants.
The taller one grabbed Krithi first, yanking her close. "This rich bitch gonna take our dicks?" He shoved her to her knees. She unzipped him, pulling out a fat 10-inch black cock, veiny and already leaking. The shorter janitor freed his 9-inch thick shaft beside it. Krithi opened her mouth and sucked the first one deep, gagging as it hit her throat. Spit ran down her chin while she stroked the second.

"Fuck, her tight mouth feels good," the tall janitor groaned, thrusting into her face. The other slapped his cock against her cheek before she switched, sucking him hard, tongue swirling the head. Ram stayed hidden nearby, phone recording every wet slurp and moan.

They dragged her into the empty school toilet, bending her over a sink. The tall janitor rammed his cock into her pussy from behind, stretching her tight walls with hard, fast strokes. "Take that black dick, slut," he grunted.
Krithi cried out, body jolting. The shorter one pushed his cock into her mouth again, face-fucking her while the first pounded her cunt.

They switched positions fast. The shorter janitor lay on the floor and pulled Krithi onto his cock, impaling her pussy. The tall one pressed behind, forcing his thick shaft into her asshole for double penetration.
Krithi screamed as both holes filled, the two cocks stretching her wide, thrusting in rhythm. Her perky tits bounced with every slam. "Oh god, it's too much," she moaned, but her body shook with an orgasm, pussy clenching around the invading shafts.

Ram zoomed in, capturing the raw fucking, her juices dripping, assholes and pussies gripping dark meat. They flipped her onto her back on the cold tile. One janitor fucked her pussy missionary while the other fed her his cock, alternating between her mouth and tits. She came again, legs trembling, juices squirting.

Pulling out, they stroked their cocks over her face. Thick ropes of cum splattered across her lips, cheeks, and perky tits. More shot onto her belly and pussy.
Krithi licked the cum from her lips as ordered, then the janitors made her lick their cocks clean, tongue dragging over every inch. The tall one leaned down and kissed her deep, swapping cum between their mouths while the other rubbed his softening dick on her cum-smeared body.
Ram kept recording, cock hard in his pants, already planning the next demand. Krithi lay there panting, covered in their loads, eyes glassy but still defiant underneath the submission.
fabric of her top stretched tight. "Look at these, 38DD and they bounce like crazy when I walk. Bet none of you losers could handle them without cumming in your pants." Anikha laughed
beside her, running her hands over her wide hips and thick ass. "My pussy stays dripping wet and tight as hell. I love making weak boys stare while I call them pathetic worms." Krithi smirked, her perky tits barely covered, and added, "My mouth can suck a cock dry in seconds. You scrawny fucks don't deserve even a glance."
Ram kept his head down as their cruel words hit him again. Every day the three rich bitches made him feel small, shoving him aside or mocking his quiet nature while their money let them get away with everything. He burned inside, planning payback without showing a single sign.
After lectures ended, Ram slipped through the side door and spotted Krithi on her knees in the empty classroom. The maths HOD stood over her with his pants open, his thick cock already hard and glistening. Ram pulled out his phone fast, hitting record and staying hidden behind the doorway.
Krithi wrapped her tight lips around the HOD's shaft and sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing with every pull. "Mmm, fuck yes, shove it deeper," she moaned around the dick,
spit dripping down her chin as she bobbed her head fast. The HOD groaned and gripped her red hair, thrusting into her mouth while she gagged wetly and slurped louder. "Take it all, you rich little slut," he grunted, his balls slapping her chin with each rough pump. Krithi moaned again, the sound filthy and eager, her tongue swirling over the head before she swallowed him to the root.
Ram kept the camera steady, capturing every detail: Krithi's perky tits jiggling, the way her spit-slick lips stretched around the veiny cock, and the messy strings of saliva that fell onto her shirt. She pulled off for a second to gasp, "Cum down my throat, I want it," then dove back on, sucking noisily until the HOD's hips jerked and he unloaded. Thick ropes of cum flooded her mouth, some leaking from the corners as she swallowed and moaned.

Ram stopped recording, heart pounding. He sent the full video straight to Krithi's phone with a single message: "I have this. Do exactly what I say from now on, or the whole college sees you sucking cock like a whore. Meet me behind the gym after dark."

He waited in the shadows, phone in hand, already hard from the power shifting his way.
Ram stood in the dark behind the gym, his phone buzzing with Krithi's reply. He typed fast: "I will delete the video after one task. Prove you obey or it goes public."

Krithi arrived minutes later, her petite frame tense, perky tits heaving under her tight top. "What task?" she snapped, eyes flashing with that old defiance.
"You fuck two school janitors tonight. Let them use every hole. Do it right and the video stays gone," Ram said, voice steady and cold.
She froze, face paling. "No fucking way. That's disgusting. I won't."

Ram held up his phone, thumb hovering over send. "Refuse and the whole college sees you swallowing the HOD's load like a desperate whore. Your choice."
Krithi's shoulders slumped. Fear overtook her fire. "Fine. I'll do it," she muttered, voice shaking.

Ram led her to the maintenance wing. Two aged black janitors, one tall and thick with a heavy gut, the other shorter but built like a bull, looked up from their mops. Ram showed them the message and nodded. They grinned wide, cocks already twitching in their pants.
The taller one grabbed Krithi first, yanking her close. "This rich bitch gonna take our dicks?" He shoved her to her knees. She unzipped him, pulling out a fat 10-inch black cock, veiny and already leaking. The shorter janitor freed his 9-inch thick shaft beside it. Krithi opened her mouth and sucked the first one deep, gagging as it hit her throat. Spit ran down her chin while she stroked the second.

"Fuck, her tight mouth feels good," the tall janitor groaned, thrusting into her face. The other slapped his cock against her cheek before she switched, sucking him hard, tongue swirling the head. Ram stayed hidden nearby, phone recording every wet slurp and moan.

They dragged her into the empty school toilet, bending her over a sink. The tall janitor rammed his cock into her pussy from behind, stretching her tight walls with hard, fast strokes. "Take that black dick, slut," he grunted.
Krithi cried out, body jolting. The shorter one pushed his cock into her mouth again, face-fucking her while the first pounded her cunt.
They switched positions fast. The shorter janitor lay on the floor and pulled Krithi onto his cock, impaling her pussy. The tall one pressed behind, forcing his thick shaft into her asshole for double penetration.
Krithi screamed as both holes filled, the two cocks stretching her wide, thrusting in rhythm. Her perky tits bounced with every slam. "Oh god, it's too much," she moaned, but her body shook with an orgasm, pussy clenching around the invading shafts.
Ram zoomed in, capturing the raw fucking, her juices dripping, assholes and pussies gripping dark meat. They flipped her onto her back on the cold tile. One janitor fucked her pussy missionary while the other fed her his cock, alternating between her mouth and tits. She came again, legs trembling, juices squirting.

Pulling out, they stroked their cocks over her face. Thick ropes of cum splattered across her lips, cheeks, and perky tits. More shot onto her belly and pussy.
Krithi licked the cum from her lips as ordered, then the janitors made her lick their cocks clean, tongue dragging over every inch. The tall one leaned down and kissed her deep, swapping cum between their mouths while the other rubbed his softening dick on her cum-smeared body.
Ram kept recording, cock hard in his pants, already planning the next demand. Krithi lay there panting, covered in their loads, eyes glassy but still defiant underneath the submission.
