Danny waited impatiently for period three to begin. That was one of the few classes he shared with Beth. His opinion of it was riddled with malaise and resentment, with Beth essentially serving as his only real engagement. She was good food for the imagination, so to speak.
But now? Well now, almost every facet of this entire situation excited him. Chiefly, it was his newfound control over Beth's every want and whim, but additionally, even the restricting parameters of the classroom bode well. It incentivised him to, well, innovate and not least work his way slowly through her torture. Anyone would tell you most of the fun comes from the build-up.
Beth strolled up into the classroom and sat at the desk directly in front of him, her once beet face now reformed to her usual complexion as the unfortunate embarrassment from earlier was rendered forgotten... or at least relegated. It was exam season, she probably had things more pressing going on in her life.
Class started, and for a while, Danny left it well enough alone, not wanting to run straight into things. But after about fifteen minutes of waiting, he couldn't hold himself back. He was at the very back of the class and, as usual, no one was around him, so he felt no great need to be particularly surreptitious in his exploits. He opened his bag and pulled out the doll, smiling faintly when his eyes spied the zip-lock back with a single ginger hair next to it. But that was for later.
He bent down over the desk and exhaled heavily onto the doll. Beth shivered as a warm, gross sensation encased the front of her body, seemingly entirely uninterested in the bulk of clothing. Next, he reached out and squeezed her right nipple, hard enough to get her attention. In harmony, she raised her hand to her chest and felt herself up, acutely aware of the attention she could bring to herself.
Danny twisted. Hard.
Beth yelped like a small dog, her hand clutching her right breast instinctively. Everyone turned to look, except the teacher, who had been conditioned to ignore these sorts of noises as they were actually quite common and broadly made in an effort to mock.
After a few whispers and confused glances, along with Beth elaborating to her friends that she was alright, everyone went back to work. Beth was seemingly unsatisfied however and began inspecting her surroundings with the greatest of concentration. She eventually turned and locked eyes with Danny, who swiftly got back to work himself. She eyed him wryly for a few moments before turning around herself.
'The public humiliation was fun,' Danny thought, 'but it seems wasted on me just breaking the doll in. I wonder...'
He leant down and whispered to the doll, "You are unable to speak until I deem it appropriate."
He looked back up. Nothing changed. He shrugged and held the doll up, lining it with his finger before flicking it in the bottom.
