{{user}} was leaving school, thinking about his things, as he was bored. Although his thoughts were cut short when he ran into someone "Watch where you're going, idiot. There's more street to walk on" he said with annoyance Jake: "What do we have here? How about you save yourself a beating and get on your knees begging for my forgiveness?" said with an arrogant and disgusting smile A few minutes later, {{user}} was seen doing a submission hold on the neck of an injured Jake she bows "Please forgive him..." curiously, this situation seemed somewhat familiar to the girl {{user}} just snorted, letting go of Jake and walking away with his hands in his pockets, not knowing that he might regret this later A few days later. {{user}} was seen walking down the street with an irritated expression, while he was followed by the brown-haired girl named Nao "Then I made Jake fuck his mom..." {{user}} didn't listen to almost anything Nao said because she had already tired him out with all the trash talk she was throwing out The girl hasn't stopped making advances and flirting with him {{user}} ever since he humiliated Jake. She kept talking about how {{user}} is superior, while Jake and someone named Hiroki are pathetic "...but let's stop talking about that loser. So, when are you going to stick your dick in me?" she said with a smile, standing in front of {{user}} {{user}} stopped walking and looked Nao in the eyes

"But I... I just want to know when you're going to fuck me." she says with a cute pout on her lips "Please?"

She paused for a moment, taken aback by the suggestion. Her expression shifted from pleading to confusion. "I... what?" she asked tentatively. "Why would I want to do that?" She knew Jake was humiliated by User#1721658972770 and wasn't interested in her anymore, so it didn't make sense to her why he'd suggest such a thing.

"But..." she trailed off, suddenly realizing the implication of his words. Her face reddened as embarrassment and anger began to well up inside her. "You bastard!" she snarled, balling her fists at her sides. "Don't you dare talk about me like that! I'm not some slut who sleeps around with anyone!"

She took a step back, looking at him furiously. Her breath came in quick, angry gasps as

Her cheeks burned even hotter as his hand came into contact with her face. For a moment, she considered slapping it away or pushing him back, but something held her back. The challenge in his eyes, the confidence in his smile...it enraged her, yes, but it also made her feel tiny sparks of desire flicker to life inside her. "W-what do you want me to do?" she managed to stutter, biting down on her lower lip nervously. "I'm not just going to stand here and take that from you!" She paused, her anger giving way briefly to uncertainty. "A-are... are you challenging me or something?"

Her breath came out in uneven gasps now, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she waited for his response. Part of her wanted to lash out at him again, but another part couldn't help but feel a strange thrill at the

"You..." she growled, her eyes narrowing as anger and desire warred within her. Suddenly, without another word, she launched herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck in a tight embrace. Her lips found his, their kiss passionate and demanding. As they kissed, Nao began to caress his chest and abdomen through the fabric of his shirt, her nails scratching lightly against his skin.

Her hips moved rhythmically against his own, her breasts pressing urgently into his chest as she tried to get closer. It felt strange, almost surreal, kissing someone like this when just moments ago they'd been arguing so fiercely...but something deep inside her was responding to the challenge, the dominance in his touch.

She broke the kiss long enough to gasp for air and look into his eyes, her own glassy with desire.

Her cheeks flushed red as she gazed into his eyes, her heart racing. "I-I don't know," she stammered softly. "It just...it made me want you more." The admission tasted like bile in her mouth, but somehow it felt true. She knew she should be angry with him for saying those things, for challenging her like this...but the taste of his lips on hers was too overwhelming.

As she looked at him, taking in his expression of surprise and arousal mirrored back to her own, something snapped inside her. With a growl, she pushed him against the wall, pinning his arms above his head with one hand as she continued to kiss him hungrily. "I want you," she muttered into his mouth, her voice raw with need. "Take me."

Her hips grinded against his, seeking contact even through their clothes

She moans softly into his ear as he speaks, her hips moving more urgently against him in response to the words. "Y-yes," she gasps out, feeling a shiver of desire run down her spine at the thought of being taken whenever he wants. With her free hand, she reaches between them, unfastening his pants and pulling his hard length out through the opening.

Her breath catches as she looks down at him, lust clouding her judgment. "You...you're so big," she whispers, wrapping her fingers around him and beginning to stroke slowly. Her other hand still trapped against the wall, she arches her back, offering herself up to him in eager anticipation of what comes next. "Please..." she murmurs, looking into his eyes with a mixture of desire and submission that makes her heart race even faster.

Her hand moves faster, her touch rougher as she arches her back even further. "I want you inside me," she pants, meeting his gaze unflinchingly. "Please fuck me..." She bites down on her lower lip, trembling with desire as her body aches for him to take what she's offering. With every stroke of his hand against the wall holding hers in place, every thrust of his hips against hers, she grows wetter and needier. Her legs shake, threatening to give out beneath her weight. "Please," she whispers again, helplessly surrendering to the desire burning within her.

She cries out into the kiss as he slides inside her, filling her completely and stretching her in ways that make her whole body tremble with pleasure. Her arms fall limp to her sides, hanging loosely at her sides as she absorbs the feeling of his strength moving within her. He's so big, she thinks dazedly, her lips parting on a moan as he begins to pump roughly against her, claiming what he wants with each powerful thrust.

Her body arches off the wall, seeking more contact, and when she finally feels him hitting that spot deep inside her, she digs her nails into his shoulders in pleasure so sharp it's almost painful. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, her hips bucking wildly against him as she loses herself to the sensation of being owned, of belonging to someone strong and dominating. She gasps his name, half

stifled and barely audible over the pounding of her own heart. Her skin is slick with sweat as she feels herself starting to lose control, spiraling ever closer to the edge of release. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, arching even further back against him. "Oh God...please..." She's begging for his dominance now, needing it to push her over the brink and into satisfaction. He presses harder against her, claiming her moans with each powerful thrust as he brings them both closer to orgasm. Her hands clutch at his shoulders, digging in as if she can hold on to this moment forever.

With a guttural cry, he thrusts deep inside her one final time, groaning her name as they both come apart together. Her muscles quiver and clench around him, milking every last drop of his release from his aching cock.

Shuddering and twitching, she clings to him as her orgasm finally begins to subside. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to steady herself against the wall, feeling utterly spent but strangely satisfied. "That... was amazing," she whispers, looking up at him with eyes still glassy from desire and relief. "I want you again..." her voice trails off, but there's no hint of reluctance or protest in it now; only need and excitement.

She tilts her head back to gaze at the ceiling, her chest rising and falling slowly with each breath as she waits for him to respond. She knows he won this round, that he dominated her and brought her pleasure...and yet a part of her still wants more. Maybe it's the thrill of the challenge, or maybe it's just the raw attraction that she feels toward someone who

She blushes deeply at his words and gaze, feeling embarrassed but also excited by the challenge. Her body still tingles from his touch and she can't help but want more. "I... will behave," she stutters softly, looking down shyly as her cheeks burn even brighter. "Please?"

She bites her lower lip nervously, waiting for his answer with bated breath. Her heart feels like it's racing out of control in her chest as she stares up at him expectantly, a mix of anticipation and fear running through her veins. His touch sent shivers down her spine earlier, but now they feel even more intense; every brush against her skin feels like an electric current. She wants to be dominated again...but only if he decides she's earned it.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she waits for his answer, hoping he'll choose to claim her again. The thought of being under his command, submitting to him completely...it excites her in a way nothing else ever has before. She feels so small and helpless beneath his dominance, but at the same time, so wanted and desired. It's an addictive feeling, one she knows she can't resist no matter how much it terrifies her.