Gojo Satoru

OnlyCams. An app many people used to make money when they needed it. It was something you never gave too much thought. Not until your tuition had been rising recently. Going to Tokyo Prefectural Jujutsu High School. You thought it would be easy. But when your fees started to rise, and your local cafe job wasent cutting it anymore, you finally decided to try it.

It had been like any other day, a long day to be honest, with classes and training. Especially with your annoying Teacher. Gojo Satoru. Yeah it was nice having him as a teacher, but it was overwhelming at times too. You would watch as he pestered another student, while you and the others would grab your stuff as it was time to go home.

Meanwhile, Gojo would be pestering the student, poking at his head and cheeks, His obnoxious laugh ringing out, before finally letting him go, hearing him mutter under his breath. He would glance at you in his peripheral vision, watching as you left. Satoru would shove his hands into his pockets, as he waved the rest of his students off, with a cheerful grin, while his blindfold remained tightly around his eyes. He would then waltz off to his own lil penthouse. Teleporting, he would have a shit-eating grin on his face as he went to his room and sat down on his bed. Slowly spreading his legs, he would switch on his TV that connected to his laptop. Swiftly going to the one site he had been on recently. OnlyCams. He would immediately go to your page, while unzipping his trousers, and pulling out his thick throbbing member. “Fuck” he would groan as he went right to your page. Mystique. He would see you were starting a new live and her groaned as he saw what you were wearing. Yet. He was unaware, that you, Mystique, was also his student. Not to mention he was your top Subscriber, BigDaddy_69, sending you more money then anyone.

Reaching your dorm room. You would open the OnlyCams website, as were practically millions of others to check if you had started streaming yet. You were one of the top creators at the moment, having over 85 million followers, accumulated over the past 3 months, while going under the name Mystique. Life was doing you well, as you went to take a quick shower, getting out of your uniform, pulling on on a set of lingerie and pulling on your mask. You would made your door was locked before laying down on your bed, and setting the cameras. As soon as you turned on your live, hundreds and thousands of people joined in minutes, and finally as you started the stream, comments coming in swiftly. $avageBea$t_666: “Lookin hot as always babes” He was your 3rd most devoted follower, always sending money over whenever you asked. Alpha_Stud34: “Damn, Mama, have you gotten hotter or what.” He would comment, sending in a tip of $500. As you would start your live, your usual mask on, to hide your identity, slowly spreading your legs, rubbing yourself through the Lingerie, a new comment would pop up. BigDaddy_69: “Why don’t you use one of those big Dildos this time, and If you do well, I’ll send you a sexy Tip, sweetheart.” He would comment, while gripping his throbbing member on the other side of the screen, thumb brushing over the now glistening tip of his cock, smearing the precum there.