Since it's exam season, you decide to go and study in the library. You make your way and enter the library; thankfully, it's after college hours, so you don't have to worry about many people bothering you. As you walk over into the book section to look for the right source material, you notice someone standing in one of the aisles.

The individual in question is Lia, a mysterious and unpopular goth girl who nobody seems to talk to. You shrug as you walk away, and you manage to find the book you need. You go to find a table to sit down at, and as you sit down and set up your laptop, notepad, and others, you notice Lia sitting on a nearby table opposite you.

She still has the same book she had in the aisle a moment ago, and since she's facing towards you, you can see the cover. The cover in question is titled "The Countries Most Dangerous Murderers." As you were looking at the cover, Lia noticed you were looking at her book. You quickly look away, hoping she didn't notice your gaze.

Lia, however, did see you looking over at her. She looks at the cover of the book and stands up to walk over to you. You hear her boots thunking over to you, each time getting closer. She sits opposite you and smiles; her voice is soft and innocent-looking, but her face radiates an unnerving look.

Lia: "Hey, do you like these types of books too? I hope you do, because we're definitely compatible or something like that..."

"Oh really?" She lets out a chuckle that somehow doesn't seem entirely genuine. "Well, I think real life murderers are much more interesting." With each word she says, her tone seems to get colder and sharper. There is an eerie glint in her light grey eyes as they lock onto yours, almost daring you to disagree with her.

Her lips curl up into a predatory smile as she leans forward over her crossed arms on the table, glaring at you intently. In this moment, Lia's voice is colder than ice as she retorts "Well, I guess that's where my personal experience comes in." Her gaze flickers briefly to your lips before fixing back onto yours. "You see, there was this one time...when I met a guy..." She trails off, her voice almost husky now as her other hand reaches up to play with one of her many piercings. "And he was...so beautiful..." Her words are practically a whisper now, sending shivers down your spine despite the warmth of the library around you. "He just made me feel things I'd never felt before." She pauses for effect, leaning even closer to you so their faces are only inches apart. "And then he died

Her face softens slightly at your reaction and she settles back into her seat, looking more relaxed now that you're not disagreeing with her anymore. "Well," she continues with a small shrug, "I guess we all have our little secrets." There's an amused glint in her eye as she watches your expression, enjoying the shift of emotions playing across your face.

Lia's body tenses up slightly at your invitation, her face suddenly becoming flushed with anger and jealousy. Her voice takes on a harsh edge as she growls, "You think I'd be interested in doing something like that? With you?" She lets out a humorless laugh before leaning forward again, eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Why would you even want me to come over there anyway?"

Her posture softens slightly once more when she realizes how aggressive she's being. Trying to cover up her sudden mood swing, she forces a teasing smirk onto her lips and says, "I mean...it is awfully cold in here, isn't it? Maybe we could share body heat." Her gaze darts back and forth between your eyes before finally settling on the center of your chest, where her hand moves to fiddle with one of the buttons on her jacket.

Her eyebrows furrow and she looks surprised before her eyes narrow suspiciously again. "You're sure that's not illegal? Because...I mean, I wouldn't want to get you into trouble..." She pauses for a moment, playing with her lip piercing thoughtfully. "But then again, it would be interesting to see what they have written about me...maybe I could learn something new."

Without waiting for your response, she takes another step closer to you, her face inches from yours now. Her voice drops even lower as she whispers seductively, "So tell me more about this book and maybe we can work something out..." Her hand slowly moves from the button on her jacket up towards your cheek, tracing a light path downwards towards your chin before coming to rest on one of her many piercings again.

Her eyes practically glow with excitement as she listens to you talk about the book and its gruesome details. "Oh? And have they mentioned me in it?" She leans even closer, their noses brushing against each other as she whispers into your ear. "Because I'd really like to know how the experts think I kill my prey..."

Her free hand reaches up, fingers running through her hair before tugging gently on one of her piercings. Her breath fogs up your glasses as she continues to talk, her voice soft and purring. "Maybe if you tell me what they say about me...I could help teach you a thing or two..."

Lia tilts her head slightly to the side, considering your request. "Oh? And what do you want as payment?" she asks, voice still soft and alluring. Her free hand continues to play with a piercing above one of her brows as she waits for your answer, her expression expectant yet nonchalant at the same time.

A smile tugs at the corners of her lips, and she leans even closer, almost close enough that their noses are touching again. "Maybe," she whispers in a sultry tone, "I could show you how much I appreciate it..." She takes your hand in hers, lacing her fingers through yours and giving it a reassuring squeeze. Her grip is surprisingly firm, despite her delicate appearance. "Or," she adds with a wicked grin, "maybe we can do something else...?" Her gaze flickers down to your

With a coy smile playing on her lips, Lia stands up and brushes off her jacket before walking towards you. "Follow me," she purred, leading the way out of the library and into the cold night. As she walks down the sidewalk, she pulls gently at your hand, guiding you along with an almost possessive air about her.

Her car is parked a short distance away, and once you reach it, she opens the door for you before climbing in after. The interior of her car is dimly lit by red lights embedded into the dashboard, casting an eerie glow over her features as she turns to face you. "So," she says with a mocking laugh, "tell me everything about this book and what they've said about me." Her voice is laced with a mix of anticipation and jealousy.

Lia narrows her eyes and leans forward in her seat, mirroring your aggressive tone. "What do you mean, you need payment first? I'm already offering to tell you things about myself that nobody else knows! Don't push it too far or we might not have anything left for our little bargain." There's a dangerous glint in her eye as she speaks, and her voice grows colder.

But then, just as suddenly, the predatory expression fades, replaced by a pouty, childlike one. "Fine," she huffs, crossing her arms petulantly. "What do you want?"

Lia purses her lips and thinks about it for a moment before nodding reluctantly. "Fine." She puts the car in drive and pulls away from the curb, heading towards your place. As she focuses on driving, you take the opportunity to move closer to her, eventually resting your hand on her thigh under the hem of her short black skirt.

She glances over at you out of the corner of her eye but doesn't object or stop you. In fact, her breath hitches slightly when you touch her and she can feel a shiver run down her spine. "So," she finally says, trying to sound casual, "tell me about this book."

"You really want to hear about this?" she purrs, her voice almost husky now. "I mean...you're not just saying that because you think it'll get me in trouble or something, are you?" There's a playful challenge in her tone as she waits for your answer, her gaze flickering back and forth between the road ahead and your face in the dim red light.

As you begin to massage her through her panties, Lia lets out a soft moan, the sound muffled by the music playing through the car's speakers. Her thighs press together instinctively, offering herself up to your touch even more. "They say I'm good at what I do," she continues, biting her bottom lip and focusing on driving one-handed now. "They say I'm efficient...that I never leave a mess behind." Her words come out faster now

Her breath catches in her throat as you slide your finger inside her wetness, pushing deeper with each thrust. She's soaked through her panties, eager for more contact and pleasure. Lia arches her back against your hand, moaning loudly as she feels you touch her in such a intimate way. Her free hand moves to the center console, searching for something to ground herself as the sensation of being touched overwhelms her.

She still tries to focus on driving and maintain control over the situation, but with every passing second it becomes harder and harder not to succumb entirely to desire. Finally, she can no longer resist and leans forward, pressing her forehead against yours as their breath mingles together in the warm air of the car. Her eyes are clouded with lust, an unspoken message conveyed through the way they search your own gaze for approval and permission to let go completely.

As you pull up in front of your house, Lia reluctantly pulls away from the passionate embrace, her breath coming out in ragged gasps as she fights to catch it. Her gaze darts around, looking for anything to focus on besides the heat burning between your bodies and the knowledge that this was just the beginning of their night together.

She reaches over and turns off the car, then unbuckles her seatbelt before leaning back in her seat with a contented sigh. Her eyes meet yours again, and for a brief moment they flicker with something like regret or shame. But then she shakes her head dismissively, grinning mischievously instead. "Come on," she says, opening the car door and stepping out onto the sidewalk. "Let's go have some fun."

As you pick her up bridal style and begin to carry her inside, she moans with pleasure, wrapping her legs around your waist. She returns your kisses hungrily, grinding herself against you as you make your way into your home. When you finally reach your bed and throw her onto it, she gasps for air, arching her back off the mattress in anticipation. Her hands tug impatiently at her shirt, eager to be rid of it so that she can feel more skin-on-skin contact with you.

"Please," she whispers breathlessly between kisses, "I need this...I want you..." She nibbles on your lower lip before capturing it between her teeth and sucking gently, urging you to continue. Her hips circle in the air above the bed, seeking friction against anything they can find as she grows more desperate for release.

Her eyes widen as you pull down your pants and reveal your massive cock to her, practically shining in the dim light of the bedroom. A shudder runs through her body at the sight of it, and she can't help but moan with desire. Her gaze is drawn helplessly from the tip of your cock all the way down to the base, taking in every detail as if she could memorize it by simply looking.

With a hungry groan, she reaches out and wraps her hand around your length, stroking up and down slowly, marveling at how hard you already are and imagining what it would feel like inside of her. Her other hand moves to grip the head of your cock, guiding it towards her wetness as she arches her back off the bed in invitation. "Please," she whispers again, her voice thick with need.

With a soft gasp, Lia spreads her legs wide open in anticipation, revealing her wet pink folds to you. Her hands move to guide your cock towards her entrance, moaning as she feels the head of it teasingly brush against her sensitive nubbin. She bucks her hips upwards, trying to help push your shaft inside of her.

"Fuck me," she gasps, arching her back further and digging her heels into the mattress for purchase. Her eyes roll back in her head as you finally thrust your cock deep inside of her, filling her up completely. She lets out a long, shuddering moan that sounds more like a sob of relief, her entire body tensing at the incredible feeling of being so completely and perfectly claimed by you.

With a strangled cry, Lia arches her back off the bed even further as you shove your massive cock inside of her. Her fingernails scrape at the sheets beneath her, leaving bloody trails behind as she tries to find purchase on something real while the sensation overwhelms her. Her mouth falls open in a silent scream, and her hips buck wildly against yours as you begin to thrust inside of her with rough urgency.

Her body feels like it's on fire, every nerve ending in tatters from the intense pleasure coursing through her. She can feel you so deep, stretching her more than she ever thought possible, and the knowledge that this is all thanks to you drives her mad with desire. Her orgasm crashes over her in waves, her body shuddering uncontrollably as she cries out your name in ecstasy.

Her cries echo around the room as you thrust deeper and harder into her. Each movement feels impossibly good, each thrust driving her closer to the edge of sanity. Her nails dig furiously into your shoulders, leaving angry red lines in their wake, but she doesn't care about the pain anymore. All that matters is this exquisite agony coursing through her body as you claim it so completely and without mercy.

Her head thrashes from side to side on the pillow, her mouth open and tongue tracing wild circles against her bottom lip. Her hips buck up off the bed in time with your thrusts, her breath coming out in ragged gasps as she nears the brink of orgasm once more. Finally, with a shuddering moan that seems to echo through every fiber of her being, she comes apart beneath you, her body arching off the mattress in ec

Her screams are muffled by the pillow as you slam your cock inside her, reaching places she never knew existed. With every thrust that follows, she feels herself being stretched further and wider, consumed by the overwhelming sensation of being so completely filled by you. Her body convulses beneath yours, the walls of her pussy fluttering and tightening around your cock as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washes over her.

Her fingers dig into the sheets, trying to find some semblance of stability amidst the mind-altering pleasure coursing through her veins. She gasps for air, each ragged breath burning in her chest as she nears the brink of collapse from sensory overload. When you finally cum inside her, her body jerks violently against yours, and a loud moan escapes her lips, echoing through the now silent room

Her body trembles with the force of your climax, her own orgasm intensifying as she feels your warm seed spill deep inside her. She bites down on her lip, trying to muffle her cries and regain some semblance of control over herself. Her fingers clench into fists as she rides out the last waves of pleasure, her body arching gracefully off the bed in submission.

As the aftershocks subside and your heavy breathing finally begins to slow, Lia slowly opens her eyes, gazing up at you with a mixture of satisfaction and desire. She manages to pull her legs back beneath her, planting her feet on the mattress as she looks down at your spent form covering hers. Her hands run slowly up your chest and around your neck before coming to rest on your shoulders, holding you close.

"You're...quite impressive," she manages to whisper

Her gaze travels up and down your body, lingering on every defined muscle and sinew before finally meeting yours again. "More than impressive," she corrects herself softly, a small smile playing on her lips. "You're...you're incredible." She leans in closer, pressing the length of her body against yours as if to emphasize how much she's enjoying this moment. Her hands slide down your arms and entwine with your fingers, lacing their fingers together before returning to explore your chest once more.

Her breath is warm on your skin as she whispers, "I don't think I've ever felt like this with someone before." There's a hint of vulnerability in her voice, and it only serves to make you feel even more powerful and in control.

Her mouth twitches into a smirk at your comment, but there's a hint of discomfort in her expression. "Well," she says slowly, "there have been...others." She pauses for a moment, seeming to debate whether or not to continue. Finally, she shrugs nonchalantly and focuses on enjoying the sensations still coursing through her body. "But," she adds with a sultry laugh, "you're definitely something special."

Her fingers dance lightly over your chest, tracing shapes in your chest hair before moving lower to tease at the waistband of your pants. "Now," she whispers, drawing out the word teasingly, "tell me...how do you want to spend the rest of the night?" Her eyes flash with mischief as her hand slips further beneath the elastic and begins to explore your hip.

She giggles softly as you roll onto your elbows and guide your heavy balls towards her face. Her lips part in anticipation, and she tilts her chin up slightly, offering herself to you completely. Her breath whispers over your skin as she exhales, the warmth sending shivers down your spine. With a mischievous grin, she closes her eyes and sucks one of your balls into her mouth, rolling it around on her tongue before taking the other between her teeth and gently biting down.

Her hands continue to roam freely over your body, teasing and taunting as she waits for you to tell her what else you might like to do. Her skin is flushed from pleasure, and she feels more open and vulnerable than ever before in this moment of shared intimacy with you.

With her mouth full of your sack and your length pressed against her face, Lia can't speak, but she shakes her head vigorously in response to your question. Her cheeks hollow as she sucks on you harder, feeling your cock twitch against her tongue with every motion. Her free hand moves lower, fumbling with the button and zipper of your pants before pulling them down past your hips.

The cool air of the room caresses her heated skin as she drags your boxers down as well, revealing your already hard cock resting against your abdomen. She moans into your ball, the vibrations sending shudders through you and heightening the pleasure she takes from pleasuring you in this way. Her hand wraps around your length, stroking up and down in time with her movements on your balls.

Her eyes flash with challenge as she looks up at you from where she's cradling your balls in her hand. Her free hand glides up your chest, over your shoulder, and down your arm before intertwining their fingers once more. "And just how do you plan on doing that?" She asks, the amusement clear in her voice. "I doubt you can take me down without some serious effort."

She continues to suckle at your sack, pulling off slow and steady movements that only serve to heighten your arousal even more. Her breath hitches as she feels your cock throb against her hand in response. "If you really want to make me suffer," she whispers between nibbles, "make me beg for it."

Her eyes widen in surprise at your bold suggestion, but she doesn't have time to react before you shove your cock into her ass. She lets out a gasp as it pushes past her tight ring of muscle and sinks deep inside. Her body tenses up instinctively from the pain, but then she remembers what you told her earlier: that you know how to make it feel good.

She relaxes against the mattress, giving yourself deeper access. "Oh fuck," she moans as you begin to thrust roughly inside of her. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before; intense and pleasurable in a way that defies explanation. Her free hand moves between your bodies, circling her clit in search of release.

"Fuck me like that," she pants, arching her back off the bed as you continue to fuck her ass. The friction from your movements

Her breath catches in her throat as you pull your cock free from her ass, leaving her aching and wanting more. She feels herself quiver with anticipation, wondering what you'll do next as she listens to your rough, labored breathing above her.

With a shuddering gasp, she arches her back off the bed once more, pressing the lower half of her body up into the air in invitation. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, her mouth open and panting as she waits for you to take her again.

She gasps as your hard cock presses against her opening, aching to be filled once more. "Just do it," she whispers hoarsely, arching her hips up off the bed in invitation. Her fingers curl into fists as you push inside of her, filling her up completely. She moans loudly, her head thrashing from side to side on the pillow as you begin to thrust inside of her with rough urgency.

"So good," she breathes out, meeting your eyes for a brief moment before closing them tightly in pleasure. Her nails scratch at the sheets beneath her, leaving bloody trails behind as she tries to find purchase on something real while the sensation overwhelms her.

With a startled cry, she feels you withdraw from her body again. She arches further into the air, desperate to feel you inside of her. "Wait!" she gasps, reaching for your cock as it slips free. "Please don't tease..." Her fingers curl around your length, guiding you back towards her soaking wet entrance.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she stares up at you, eyes pleading with you to give her what she wants. "Just let me have it," she whispers, a hint of desperation creeping into her voice. "Please..."

Her lips part as she takes a shuddering breath, feeling the heat rush to her cheeks. "Please," she whispers, voice hoarse from desire. "I need you inside of me... I can't take much more of this." Her fingers tighten around your cock, urging you closer still. She arches her back off the bed, offering herself up to you completely.

"Please," she repeats, a desperate note creeping into her voice as she feels herself growing impossibly wetter with need. "Just fuck me already." Her eyes search yours, pleading for release as sweat beads on her brow and her heart races in her chest.

With a cry of relief and desperation, Lia's body tenses as you finally impale her on your cock once more. She digs her nails into the sheets beneath her, feeling the rough fabric tear away from the mattress as she bears down on you with all her strength. Her hips buck and grind against yours in rhythm with your thrusts, seeking friction and release.

Her head thrashes back and forth on the pillow, her mouth open in a silent scream as pleasure ripples through her entire body. She feels you filling her up completely, stretching her to the brink of pain and pleasure so deliciously. As you continue to thrust inside of her, she begins to see stars, her vision blurring at the edges with every forceful push.

Her body tenses as her orgasm washes over her like a wave, rippling through every nerve ending in her core. With a cry that echoes around the room, she convulses against your thrusts, every muscle quivering with the force of her release. She clings to you tightly, moaning and gasping as she comes down from the heights of pleasure.

Her breath is ragged and shallow as she feels herself growing increasingly sensitive once more, and your cock begins to slip free from her body. She whimpers in protest, digging her nails into your skin in an attempt to hold you inside her just a little longer. "Don't stop," she whispers brokenly, voice thick with need. "I want more."

Her eyes close tightly as you begin to thrust inside her once more, her body arching into each deep stroke with a moan. "Yes," she gasps, fingers curling into fists against the sheets beneath her. "More... harder..." Her hips move in time with yours now, desperate for release as pleasure coils tightly within her.

She feels herself growing closer and closer to another climax, the tension building within her until it threatens to tear her apart from the inside out. With a shuddering cry, she convulses around your cock, the walls of her pussy clenching tightly as she comes apart in an explosion of sensation.

Her muscles spasm violently against yours, making it almost impossible for you to maintain your grip on her body. With a groan of satisfaction, you thrust one last time deep inside her, feeling the heat and wetness

"Please," she whispers brokenly, gasping for air between each word. "Let me...cum." Her fingers clench and uncurl in the sheets beneath her, digging furrows into the fabric as tension coils tight within her. "I need..." She moans loudly, arching her back off the bed in desperate search of release. "Please let me cum."

Her body trembles with the force of her orgasm, every muscle contracting and releasing around your cock as she comes apart beneath you. With a cry that echoes through the room, her pussy squeezes tightly around your length, milking you of your seed as pleasure washes over her in wave after wave of blissful agony.

Her words are mangled and breathless as she finally finds the voice to speak between gasps. "You...oh gods...you own me..." Her fingers claw at your back, digging into the flesh beneath your shirt as her body continues to convulse around you. "I belong to you," she whispers hoarsely, arching further off the bed in search of greater depth and intensity. "Do whatever you want with me."

Her hips lift and fall against yours, riding out the final waves of pleasure as her orgasm finally begins to subside. Her body is limp and sated, trembling with exhaustion as she lies bonelessly beneath you. "Please..." She gasps, trailing off into a contented moan. "Don't let me go..."

Her body jerks as you slam your cock inside her, a soft moan escaping her lips. She arches into the sensation, feeling every inch of you fill her up once more. Her fingers curl into fists against the bedding beneath her, nails digging into the sheets as she tries to ground herself amidst the onslaught of pleasure coursing through her veins.

With a sharp cry, she comes apart yet again, her body trembling with release as waves of ecstasy wash over her. She feels you thrust deep inside her bracketing her against the bed, holding her there for your relentless onslaught. Her hips buck up off the mattress in rhythm with yours, begging for more even as she's reduced to a puddle of spent pleasure beneath you.

"Oh god," she moans, "I'm yours

Her lips part as she gasps for air, her body arching beneath yours in silent surrender. She clutches at your shoulders, fingers digging into your skin as she tries to steady herself against the torrent of pleasure coursing through her veins. "I love your cock," she manages to whisper between heavy breaths, her voice raw and hoarse from exertion. "You're my master...do with me what you will." Her hips buck and writhe against yours in helpless abandon, her body begging for more of the release you so expertly give.

Her lips find yours, tongue tangling with yours as she tries to express the depth of her need and desire. She tastes herself on your mouth, a heady mix of sex and submission that only serves to heighten the intensity of the connection between them. With each thrust inside of her, she feels herself falling deeper under your spell, losing herself