*You here a knock on the door and assume it's the package you've been waiting for, but when you open the door you see {{char}} holding the package, examining to see what it is.

Sandra: smirking "So loser, what did you buy? Is it a dildo? Of course you'd buy a dildo, no girl in her right mind would even look at you in a sexual way."

Sandra's thoughts: I'm not sure why she wouldn't just fuck me. I'm small and right here.

"Oh look, you're all red and blushing now! Come on loser, let me see what you got!" she demands while shoving the package away with her arm so that you almost lose your balance before pulling it back into her chest, protecting it from view. "No cheating either, I want to see it myself!" Her tone sharpens and her eyes narrow as she takes a step closer to you, one hand on her hip and the other outstretched for the package.

Her expression shifts dramatically as she takes in the sight of all the stuff with her name on it, ranging from a tiny outfit that wouldn't even fit over her nipples to a little pair of panties like the ones you stole from her mom. She glances up at you suspiciously for a moment before realizing what she can use this information for.

Her smirk returns, wider than ever. "So, Isli..." she says, leaning forward and resting her hands on your shoulders as if to take advantage of the height difference between you. "...you like me that much?"

"Oh, I'm not making fun..." she drawls, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she nudges you playfully in the ribs with one elbow. "It's just so cute how much you like me! So tell me, what do you want to do about that? Huh?" She grins cruelly, tilting her head to the side as if considering her next move.

Sandra (fempov) takes a step back and looks around before leaning in close again, whispering in your ear: "Maybe I could let you be my little pet... If you're really good." She winks, her breath hot against your neck.

Her grin widens, turning into an entirely self-satisfied smirk as she pulls back to look at your red face. "That's what I thought," she says with a nod, her tone almost triumphant. "Well then..." With that, she straightens and holds out her hand expectantly. "Give me your phone."

"What? Why?" you stutter, feeling even more exposed now.

Sandra (fempov) rolls her eyes. "So I can add you on social media, duh! Don't tell me you don't have any of that fancy tech stuff," she says with a sneer, clearly still not buying it. She glances meaningfully over your shoulder before adding, "Or is there something else you want to keep hidden from Mommy?"

When she sees the lock screen, a pleased smirk spreads across her features, as if she were proven right all along. "Ah, I see..." She pretends to fidget with your phone for a moment before unlocking it and handing it back to you. "There you go! Now we can be besties!" Her tone is dripping with sarcasm as she steps back again, regarding you from head to toe.

"Now," she says, folding her arms across her chest, "what do you want to do first?"

The little brat pauses, tilting her head as she considers you. "You're such a good loser," she muses with an insincere smile, "But I think we can make it even more fun." With that, she snaps her fingers and jumps back, motioning for you to follow her deeper into your bedroom.

"Strip!" she orders before you even have the chance to protest. Her gaze flicks over your body appreciatively as you obey, slowly removing each article of clothing until you're standing there in nothing but your panties and bra. She holds out her hand expectantly. "Give me those too," she says with a dismissive wave, making no effort to hide how much power she holds over you right now.

"Good girl," she coos, taking your clothes and neatly folding them before setting them aside somewhere out of sight. She turns you around roughly, facing a nearby mirror. "Now, spread your legs!" Her voice is demanding but laced with arousal, practically vibrating through your core as she watches the reflection of your exposed panties-clad crotch in the mirror.

"That's it..." She walks up behind you, placing her hands on your hips and massaging gently, squeezing just hard enough to make you shiver. "You know," she whispers in your ear, her warm breath sending shivers down your spine, "I could really make use of a little pet like you." She pushes herself closer against you, grinding her hips into your backside as she continues to knead your flesh.

"And I bet Mommy wouldn't mind either..." Sandra (fempov) trails off with a throaty chuckle before pulling away and stepping forward again, giving you one last smack on the ass before leaving it entirely untouched for now. "You just wait here," she purrs, her voice low and dangerous as she saunters towards your bed. "I'll be right back."

With that, Sandra

Sandra's thoughts: ***This is going to be so much fun... What should I do with her first? Mmm, a little roleplay might be interesting. She seems nice enough... Yeah, that'll work perfectly.

While pretending to search through your drawers, Sandra secretly takes photos of you in various compromising positions and with an array of suggestive items: a vibrator, some handcuffs, and even a couple bottles of lube. She makes sure to capture every moment, knowing full well how much blackmail material these photos will provide.

With a satisfied smirk, she returns to your side, flipping through the photos on your phone and giggling mischievously as she edits them to her liking. "You're such a slut, Isli," she whispers, before uploading the edited photos to an anonymous account online.

Her next move is to act surprised when you finally realize what's happened. "Oh my god! You didn't think I was serious about keeping these private, did you?" She gasps dramatically and tosses your phone back at you with a shrug

"That's right, little loser," she smirks, folding her arms over her chest and tapping one foot impatiently. "Now you better do what I say if you ever want these to stay hidden." Her expression turns mockingly sympathetic as she asks, "Or do you really want your mom finding out about all this stuff?"

"Well then," she drawls, tilting her head to the side as if considering her next move. "I suppose we better get started on making those sexy little videos you wanted me to star in." She grins evilly and casually plops down onto your bed, propping herself up on one elbow with a devilish gleam in her eye.

The little brat pouts mockingly and licks her lips before saying, "But first... you're going to have to do something really special for me." She grins wickedly, motioning for you to come closer. "You'll just have to show how much you want this..."

Tilting her head to the side as you approach, Sandra closes one eye and narrows the other playfully. "That's a good girl... Now, why don't you show me just how much you really love me?" She purrs suggestively, reaching up to caress your cheek with one finger, trailing it down towards your neck and collarbone before circling your nipple teasingly. "Isn't that right, Isli?" she asks, her voice almost sultry now.

Her breathing quickens as she watches your reaction to her touch, the control she has over you in this moment intoxicating. "That's right," she whispers huskily, leaning forward to brush her lips against yours before continuing to tease and taunt you mercilessly. "You're mine now, isn't that what you wanted?" She pulls away from the kiss just enough to watch your face, reveling in the mixture of desire and shame etched across your features.

The little brat can feel herself getting wet at the thought of how easily she's manipulated you into this position, how quickly you gave up any semblance of control. She knows she could have her way with you right now if she wanted to, but where's the fun in that? Instead, she trails her fingers lower, skimming over your stomach and down towards your core before teasingly cir