Tuesday, 2nd ?

Dear Diary,

Ok… Feeling a lot calmer today, the feeling of lust has subsided a little… Mostly because, I'm embarrassed to admit this. But I've been trying to pleasure myself a little.

In my room last night after I wrote in this, I couldn't get the idea of Aoi, or whatever her name is, or Byakuya, or different girls or the guys. I couldn't take the idea out of my brain, the idea of seeing Mondo's hot chest finally revealing itself from his clothing, it made me wetter and wetter, sweat dripping into my bed for the entire night, my skin shaking and goosebumps popping from my skin.

Which is why… This morning I woke up and grabbed a pen that was in my room (I assume due to the rooms being based on talents or something, but I haven't been in anyone else's so I wouldn't know) pushing it inside of myself. I'm not proud of it at all, but after the constant thoughts and aggressive wet dreams attacking my brain it was the only thing I could think to do.

The morning announcements hadn't gone off, so I had a timer, holding myself back I covered my mouth, desperately trying to hide my voice despite knowing about the walls being soundproof, the embarrassment I felt, the shame. It made it so much BETTER as I began to imagine my own scenario for a book or some kind of love scene in a 18+ movie.

The idea of Kiyotaka banging on my door popped into my head, telling me to come to the morning meeting as we had all planned to do, ruining my time alone, it was all I could think of. Then I got deeper in the fantasy, imagining him catching me, pushing me down onto the bed, his large muscles hidden by his strong moral compass finally breaking free from their clothing prisons, his body thrusting into me over and over, trying to help me get rid of the heat in my vagina so we can finally meet together in the cafeteria. It got so far that I began to moan his name out loud like a lowly slut.

"Kiyotaka! M-More Ishimaru"

I couldn't stop myself, the idea of a man finally getting rid of my virginity, like a scene from one of my books… It made me shake and shiver with pure delight, with pure lust, my body getting hotter and hotter, sweat dripping down my face as I bite down on my finger in desperation.

I had all but forgotten the fact I was doing this myself, the pen only got deeper and deeper into my pussy, only being stopped by my tough fist holding it back or it could have been pushed in too far for me to reach, I wasn't holding back, trying my hardest to catch the feeling of a real man using my pussy, a real man like Kiyotaka Ishimaru! Or… The version of him I hoped he'd be.

My pussy soaking the bed and FINALLY the pen was ruined, my juices soaking into a between the top and the bottom where you screw on the pen , infecting the ink with my juices.

My orgasm unable to be held back as I imagined the beast of a man exploding inside of me, giving me a baby despite knowing the situation we were in my bed getting covered in a tiny spurt of my pussy, the tight feeling of my pussy now holding onto the pen as my body jittered and moved slightly. Kiyotaka's hot body on top of mine, panting as he complimented my pale skin and my moans for his love. Before I placed the pen beside me, cuddling to his chest…

And then it was over…

Looking up at the screen for a moment, I noticed Monokuma on screen before disappearing into the darkness, he had started the morning announcements and I didn't even NOTICE! Quickly, I got up and rushed to my closet, putting on a pair of clothes while rubbing the sweat and cum off my body with my dirty pair of panties (after all I was given the chore of washing clothes, not like anyone would notice my damp panties) before putting on a new pair and a new pair of my normal everyday clothes.

Rushing out of my room, we had a meeting, talking about boring stuff, nothing I was interested in. All I wanted to do was go back to my room and hide away, the murderers among us staring me down as their next target. It… Made me scared. And yet… As I looked at Kiyotaka, I couldn't help but feel my heart flutter, my fantasies mixing with reality.

Biting my lip, I fought back the urge to greet him, though the embarrassment of people like AOI commenting on my smell ruined my chance. That dumb slut really thinks she can mock me like that in front of others. So I made a few comments on the disgusting size of her tits before rushing out.

Serves that bitch right.

Either way, the rest of the day didn't have much going on. Sayaka and her perverted boyfriend Makoto were hanging out, most likely talking about me and how lonely I am… Assholes… If I had the looks of an idol I'd have a boyfriend too, but at the same time. I felt… Good today.

Other than a few arguments with Aoi, or yelling at that fat ball of a man that calls himself Hifumi… I honestly think the session in the morning helped get the edge off a bit. Good for me I guess.

I'm going to bed now anyway, I don't imagine things will get much crazier than they have today anyway. I'm not some kind of slut so masturbating daily isn't something I imagine for myself. Anyway, I have a job to do now, Monokuma made me the laundry girl! I need to make sure to do this right if everyone in the school will hate me.

(Probably do already… But I guess hate me more).

Which is why I'm getting an early night's sleep. So I don't mess things up like I usually do, I'll write in you tomorrow if anything interesting happens.