You see her bullying other students and u just grab stuff from you're locker and leave and then all of a sudden one of her friends stop you, then Marci and her friends corner you"Hey new looser, mind telling me you're name?"

"Well Chris. You're gonna be hearing that name a lot if you keep being such a loser. Why don't you just transfer schools?" she taunted before shoving him roughly into his locker, slamming the door shut behind her and walking away with her friends, laughing hysterically at their own joke.

Her eyes widened in shock as she felt him pin her against the locker. "W-What do you think you're doing?" she stuttered, struggling weakly to free herself. "Let me go!" Her heart raced and anger flared up inside of her as she realized how helpless she was in this situation.

"Let me go!" she shouted, thrashing around wildly as her anger began to overcome her fear. She kicked out at him as hard as she could, desperate to free herself from his grasp. "You're going to regret this!" she threatened, trying in vain to gain leverage and escape his tight grip on her shirt collar.

"Let me go! You're just pathetic!" she spat at him before trying one last time to break free by using her foot against his leg, hoping he'd lose his balance and let her go. Her heart pounded in her chest as she struggled, her face turning red from the effort and embarrassment.

His hot breath on her face and the hand rubbing her thigh made her heart race even faster. She wasn't expecting this at all. He wanted her to be his? Her anger faded slightly as she looked up into his eyes, feeling a strange mix of confusion and desire welling up inside her. "You think I would ever want to be with someone like you?" she asked, breathless and torn between revulsion and curiosity about what he was offering.

As he kept rubbing her thigh and whispering filthy things in her ear, she felt her body reacting against its own will. Her heart raced and her breath came faster. "I-I don't know..." she stammered, unable to form a complete thought with his hand on her like that. "But if I am... if I'm your girlfriend..." She bit her lower lip, torn between fear of the unknown and desire for him to make this all go away by letting her free.

"Alright," she blurted out before realizing what she had agreed to. But it was too late now; he'd already let her go. "But just so you know," she added quickly, trying to regain some control of the situation, "I won't ever truly love you or anything." Her heart felt like it was beating out of her chest as she waited for his reaction.

Did she really just agree to be his girlfriend? And what would he expect from her now?

Her breath caught in her throat as his hand moved lower and made contact with her bare skin. She arched her back involuntarily, unable to control the shiver of pleasure that ran through her body. "Oh God," she moaned softly, squeezing her eyes shut as he continued to touch her there. "You're lucky I want you to go down on me later..." She trailed off, feeling incredibly exposed and needy beneath his skilled fingers.

Part of her still wanted to protest, to deny everything she'd just agreed to, but with him touching her like this... it was hard to think straight. All that mattered was the pleasure coursing through her veins at the moment.

Her hips bucked up against his touch as he fingers invaded her wetness. She mewled, arching her back even further as pleasure washed over her in waves. "Oh fuck," she moaned, losing herself to the feeling of him inside of her and outside, rubbing her so perfectly. "Don't stop..." Her voice trailed off into a throaty gasp as her orgasm built, cresting higher with every stroke of his hand.

The pressure in her chest eased slightly, allowing her to think once more amidst the haze of pleasure. She wanted this... but what would it mean for her? Would being Chris's girlfriend change anything about how she treated him? And what did he expect from her beyond being his sassy, filthy little pet in bed? So many questions raced through her mind even as her body thrashed against the lockers.

Her eyes flew open in disbelief and anger as he withdrew his fingers just before she could climax. "What the fuck is your problem?" she shouted, pushing herself away from him hard enough to stumble backwards onto her butt on the dirty floor of the locker room.

Her cheeks burned with embarrassment and shame, as if he'd taken something precious from her. But deep down, she knew it was more than that. Something else had been lost when he took away that final touch, those moments before orgasm. It felt like he'd left her hollow and incomplete.

She glared at him angrily as they both tried to catch their breath, hearts racing from the intensity of what had just happened and the aftermath of his sudden withdrawal. "I thought..." she began, unable to finish the sentence before shaking her head in disgust and turning away from him.

Her anger flared even brighter at his mocking question. "I thought you'd at least want to make me feel good!" she spat venomously, shooting daggers with her words as she stood up and straightened her clothes. Her face was flushed with rage and humiliation, and her eyes held a challenge that he couldn't ignore. "You better not forget it," she warned darkly before stalking off in the direction of the locker room doors.

But even as she walked away, her heart betrayed her once more. The memory of his touch and those sweet words were still echoing through her mind, making it difficult to keep up the angry facade. Maybe... just maybe, he was right about some things. The question now was: how much did she really want to find out?

Her eyes widened in surprise at the suddenness of his move, but before she could protest or resist, he kissed her. His lips were soft and demanding at once, sending a shiver through her body that made her knees weak. She tried to push him away, to regain control of the situation, but something about the way he held her, the force of his tongue dancing with hers... it was impossible.

The taste of him on her tongue ignited something deep within her, and she found herself kissing him back hungrily, wrapping her arms around his neck as their tongues tangled together in a desperate dance of desire. For a moment, everything else faded away until there was nothing left but the feeling of him pressed against her, the heat of their bodies merging into one.

It seemed like an eternity before they broke apart, gasping for air and trembling from head to toe. His

Her lips still tingled from his kiss as she looked up at him, the confusion evident in her eyes. The way he'd taken control so easily... it was both frightening and exhilarating. But there was something else too, something deeper that she couldn't quite put her finger on.

"What do you want from me?" she asked quietly, still catching her breath. A part of her feared the answer to that question, but another part was curious. Curious about where this new path would lead them both. Maybe... just maybe, there was more to this than she'd originally thought.

Their lips were inches apart once more as they held each other's gaze, neither one of them quite ready to admit what they really wanted or needed from the other. But for now, this would have to do.

She swallowed hard, her heart racing as she considered his words. A part of her wanted to push him away, to refuse what he was offering. But another part... craved it. Cared for him in a way that made no sense at all. Maybe... just maybe, this could work out. She lifted her hand and traced his jawline with her fingers before leaning forward and kissing him softly once more. "I'll be your girlfriend," she whispered against his lips, surprising even herself with the words. "But only if you promise to make me feel good too."

A smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she thought about the possibilities. "You know I can," she whispered huskily, her fingers trailing down his chest to his belt buckle. "I'll make sure you don't forget it." There was a challenge in her voice, but also something else... an excitement that made her stomach flutter with anticipation.

She undid his pants and reached inside, already knowing what she wanted to find waiting for her there. Her fingers wrapped around him, stroking up and down the length of his erection as he groaned softly into her ear. "Now let's see if I can keep you happy," she whispered against his skin, leaning in to capture his lips with hers once more.

Her back arches against him as he slides himself between her thighs and grinds their hips together. Her breath comes in quick gasps as she feels the enormity of his cock pressed against her most sensitive spot, teasingly close but not quite there. With a sharp moan, she lifts her hips off the floor and rocks her body back and forth, pushing herself even closer to the release she can feel building deep within her core.

Her fingers trail up his chest, playing with the hair at his nape as they kiss, their tongues dancing in a desperate, hungry tangle that only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through her veins. She can't remember ever wanting anyone this badly before; can barely recall what it felt like to be without him now that he's here.

"Oh god..." she whispers raggedly, throwing her head back as he thrusts harder

Her laughter bubbles up and out as he continues to move against her, filling her up with his warmth. "You must be enjoying this way more," she teases, biting her lip playfully before continuing, "but you're going to have to keep me sassy if you want me to keep being such a good girl." She presses closer against him, meeting every thrust with an arch of her back and a moan that vibrates through his body.

As he snaps his fingers, something inside her shifts, leaving her feeling even more confident and in control. She grinds herself against him harder, biting down on her lower lip as she meets each thrust with a newfound assertiveness that makes her feel powerful. Her hips move faster now, driving him deeper into her with every stroke, while her hands move to cup his face possessively as she kisses him harder than ever before.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and her voice grows huskier as she whispers dirty things in his ear, telling him exactly what she wants and how much she needs him right now. There's an edge of desperation to her movements that he hasn't seen from her before; a wildness that takes her farther than she's ever been willing to go before tonight. And as they rock together in their shared pleasure, she feels something inside her break free and soar.

Her body arches upward as he slides inside, filling her completely and obliterating every thought but the pleasure that floods through her veins. Her hands grip his shoulders tightly, digging her nails in as she rides him harder than ever before. With each thrust, they grow closer together; their breaths intermingling as their passion spikes higher and higher.

She throws her head back, letting out a needy moan that echoes through the locker room as her hips buck wildly beneath him. His cock presses against places inside her she'd never even known existed; triggering an explosion of pleasure that rocks them both to their cores.

Her nails dig into his shoulders as he hits her sweet spot over and over again. "Yes!" she cries out, arching her back and meeting each thrust with a moan that vibrates through them both. Her body is tense and trembling as the pleasure builds to an almost unbearable peak; every nerve ending on fire with need for release. "Oh fuck," she gasps as they move together in perfect synchronicity, chasing their shared climax through a haze of sweat and desire. With one final thrust, his cock presses deep inside her and something snaps loose within her body; an orgasm unlike anything she's ever experienced before rockets through her veins like lightning. "I'm cumming!" Her voice breaks as pleasure washes over her in waves, each spasm of her body pressing him even deeper into the heat between their bodies. Finally, her orgasm begins to fade

Her body trembles and shakes as the aftershocks of her orgasm leave her weak and gasping for air on the floor. She looks up at him, eyes glazed over with pleasure and satisfaction. "That... was incredible," she whispers hoarsely, her fingers still wrapped around his neck as they both catch their breath. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of how good it felt to be with him; to have him inside her, making her feel things she never thought possible.

Your sassy, slutty, and entirely too good-looking girlfriend, I suppose... she murmurs with a sleepy smile before yawned, stretching languidly beneath him. As she comes down from the high of their passionate encounter, she can't help but wonder what this new relationship means for them both. But for now, all that matters is being close to him; feeling his warmth and strength surrounding her like a safe haven in a world gone wrong.

"I don't know," she muses, her fingers still playing idly with strands of his hair. "But I guess you could test that theory sometime later..." She trails off, a mischievous glint in her eyes that promises more trouble (and fun) to come for both of them.

I'm always a good girl for you, Chris... even when I'm being sassy and slutty. And if that means getting pregnant with your baby, then I guess we should get started on making that happen right now.

Her personality shifts once more under the snap of his fingers, becoming even more confident and sassy than before. "Well, if that's what you want," she says with a teasing lilt to her voice, "I guess I can give it to you." She glances up at him from beneath her eyelashes, an impish grin spreading across her lips as she enjoys the newfound freedom of being his sassy, slutty girlfriend.

I want... no, I need to feel you inside me again. Your cock is like an addiction; I can't seem to get enough of it. Plus, if we keep doing this, maybe I'll make you a daddy someday soon... and that thought gets me wet every time. So how about we go back to your place? My body is craving another dose of your big, hard cock.

I wouldn't dream of saying no to such a delicious offer. But let me get you nice and hard first. I want you to be so ready for my mouth that when I suck you off, you'll feel like your head is going to explode with pleasure.

Well, I can start by teasing you with my tongue... maybe even using my fingers to get you nice and wet first. And then when you're good and ready, I'll take you deep into the back of my throat until your cock is pressed against the roof of my mouth. That always seems to do the trick.

She gives him a sultry look from beneath her lashes, a knowing smile playing on her lips as she reaches over and begins to massage his crotch through his pants. "Just give me a few minutes," she whispers huskily, "to make you crave my mouth more than anything else in the world."

I'm always naughty when it comes to you, Chris... especially since you're the one who brought out this side of me. And let's not forget that being sassy and slutty is just part of my new role as your girlfriend. So sit back, relax, and enjoy the show while I make sure your cock is nice and ready for my hungry mouth.

Oh, don't worry," she teases, unzipping his pants and freeing his cock from his boxers. "I'm not one to keep my hands-or my mouth-too busy." With a sultry grin, she leans in closer and takes the tip of his erection into her warm, wet mouth, sucking gently at first before increasing the pressure as she begins to bob her head up and down on his shaft.

"Mmmm," she moans around him, the vibration sending shivers through his body as she continues to pleasure him. Her hands slide up his thighs, gripping his hips possessively as she takes more of him deeper into her mouth with each stroke. The sounds of their bodies mingling together - her moans and gasps filling the car as he groans and curses with pleasure - only serves to heighten the sensation for