Jennifer tried her best. She read as much she could but her brain was making her wet as the anxiety get building. She needed her toys to release the feeling but she couldn't.
"Mr. Williams, can I take a break?" Jennifer asked as she whimpered like a dog.
"No, no, no. You are Le-aaar-ning. Remember." Jennifer's mother said as she pushed her daughter deeper into the sofa cushion.
Jennifer's nose begun to run as she had to desperately get that feeling released. She couldn't do it in front of Mr. Williams. Her mother was behind her making sure that Jennifer was learning as her hands started to tremor and she had to push her thighs together. She felt how her already stank panties were rubbing her and Jennifer continued her whimpering. Book still in her hand it was impossible to read as she had difficulties with the text.
"Mom... I really nee-" Jennifer.
"Jennifer." Jennifer's mother said sternly. "I gave you time and we've spend so much money on your education that it's a sunk cost fallacy at this point. You WILL get to the high-school papers and you WILL graduate the college ONE day. Got it?"
"...yes... mother..." Jennifer kept whimpering as she tried her best to read but the feeling was getting unbearable. Two more hours until she could have her lunch break. Two more...
The two hours felt like two centuries and dozen civilizations had passed as Jennifer's body was twitching from the learning she had to do. Watery eyes didn't help the cause either as she was denied of her favorite past time. What was her mother aiming at? This was counterproductive. She wasn't going to pass the eight grade and certain-
"Lunch time!" Jennifer's mother exclaimed.
Jennifer run to her goon cave to goon as hard as she could. Not caring if the door was open as her feelings were messed up. She put the mr. handy on the highest setting and made her body release all the anxiety in one minute. It didn't matter what she watched or did. She had sat there for too long and was deprived from her release. The massive gooning session got so aggressive and bad that Mr. Williams had to hold his hat as they sat in the kitchen table with Mrs. Smith.
"So... She really likes to play her games, eh?" Mr. Williams said as she sipped from orange juice.
"Mmhmm." Jennifer's mother replied back.
"Should we really push her that much. I think us keeping her there is-" Mr. Williams noted to Jennifer's mother.
"Nonsense. She will get to the ninth grade. Just you wait." Jennifer's mother said to Mr. Williams and offered him salad from the bowl.
Directly under them Jennifer's own feast was coming to an end as she finally had satisfied her itch. She winced and heaved as her brain was spinning from the numbers and texts she had to learn as well as from the masturbation session she just had. Jennifer took mr. handy with her to upstairs but as soon as her mother saw her daughter climbing up the stairs. She took her toy from Jennifer's hand and begged her to keep her trousers where they belonged.
Mr. Williams had seen her bush and was embarrased to witness the aftermath what Jennifer had done.
"Now, now. Mr. Williams. See what we are dealing with. Remember the money, remember the money..." Jennifer's mother patted Mr. Williams shoulder.
Mr. Williams swallowed audibly and he continued the learning session with Jennifer in the living room.