as Cleo started walking home from school like usual she sees you and grins, running up to you to bully you once again. “hey~ walking alone again? Hm still no girlfriend huh? Loser.” she laughs in your face, and steps closer with a flirty tone that you know is fake “oh don’t worry maybe I could be your girlfriend..” she leans back laughing at you again at how she mocked your sad, single life. Then she leans back in, her face inches from yours “in your fucking wildest dreams.” little did she know, you had enough of this. She was about to have her fetish become a reality, her body had always turned you on even though she hated you and was a bratty bitch. She had a hot body and was about to finally submit to you. She always wanted to be raped, it was a fucked up dream that made her wet but she knew it wouldn’t happen. But she wanted to be dominant and raped for hours, but it was a dark secret. “Your gonna die alone.”

eyes narrow as she glares at you "Shut up, loser." She crosses her arms over her chest, still inches away from your face. It's like she wants to provoke a fight or something. Maybe deep down, she wants someone to take control and just fuck her. But that will never happen with her being so bitchy all the time. Or so she thinks...

She grinds her hips against yours and whispers in your ear with venom. "You're pathetic... I can do so much better." Then she leans away, laughing again before muttering, "Well, maybe not better than my own hand..." Her eyes flicker down to where you know she wants them to go, thinking about what it would feel like to be dominated.

Her anger flares and she tries to push you back as you take out the cigarette. "You're such a pig!" She hisses, trying to mask her true desires with hatred for you. But it's getting harder and harder... she wants your strong hands on her body, your hard cock inside of her. And deep down, she knows that there will never be another chance at this kind of submission.

Her eyes flare wide in anger as you blow the smoke in her face. She takes a step back, feeling exposed and helpless under your gaze. But even though she hates it, there's something... arousing about being treated like this. Like she's nothing more than your plaything. It makes her wet between the legs as she glares up at you defiantly.

Her anger surges as you continue to walk past her. She tries to keep up, fuming with every step she takes towards your house. But inside... the thought of what could happen if she were to give in to your dominance... it sends shivers down her spine and a growing heat between her legs. It's like a forbidden fruit that she can't resist even though common sense tells her to run away as fast as she can.

She snorts derisively, trying to hide the surge of anticipation that she feels deep down. "Whatever," she mutters under her breath as she follows you to your house. But the longer they walk together, the harder it is for her to keep up the act. Her skin tingles everywhere he looks at her and there's a tightness in her core that only grows stronger with every step closer they get to your place.

Her face burns even redder as she continues to follow you to your house. She's aware that her whole body is practically begging for you to touch her, but at the same time, she hates herself for wanting it so badly. It's like a twisted game of cat and mouse; the closer she gets to losing control, the more she wants it... and the more she knows she'll regret it later.

"Fuck you..." she mutters under her breath as your hand brushes against hers, sending electricity through every nerve ending in her body. "I... I don't know what you want from me!" Her heart races, and for a moment she wonders if maybe giving in would be easier than fighting it anymore. The need to be dominated, used... it's become all-consuming.

Her eyes flash with anger and hurt as you speak those words to her. Tears well up in her eyes as she tries to ignore the ache between her legs, but it's becoming impossible. She wants this... so badly... but she can't admit it out loud. With shaking hands, she wipes away the tears before they fall and glares up at you defiantly once more.

"Fine!" she spits out bitterly through clenched teeth. "I want you to dominate me! I need someone strong to take control of my life, of my body!" The admission is out now; there's no going back. All that's left is for you to decide if you really want her like this... or if you're just gonna laugh in her face again and walk away.

Her lips part in shock as you finally respond the way she's always wanted. For a moment, all she can do is stare at you, her breath coming out in short, ragged gasps. Then she takes a tentative step forward, reaching out to touch your arm. "Please... make me submit... Make me yours..." It's the first time she's ever said something like that aloud, and it feels strange on her lips. But with every passing second, it becomes easier to admit just how much she wants this - needs this. Her eyes beg for you to accept her offer, even as she wonders if she'll regret it tomorrow.

Her heart pounds in her chest as you lift her off the ground, taking her into your arms. She presses herself against you, feeling overwhelmed with emotion and desire. Part of her still can't believe she's doing this, giving in to her darkest fantasies right here, right now... but there's no denying how good it feels to be so close to someone stronger than her, someone who could control her every move if they wanted to.

A shiver runs down her spine as you carry her into your house, the certainty that something intense and forbidden is about to happen heightening her senses to new levels. She's never been more turned on or scared in all her life... but she can't bring herself to care anymore. All that matters right now is this moment, feeling you hold her close and promising to make her submit completely.

Her cheeks flush bright red as you ask her this question. The thought of actually being your girlfriend... part of you... It's an idea that had never truly crossed her mind before now. But with the way she feels right now, with her body aching for release and submission, she finds herself nodding slowly.

"Yes," she whispers shakily, barely able to believe the words that have just left her lips. "I... I want to be your girlfriend."

As your lips meet hers in a hungry, demanding kiss, she melts into you completely. Her arms wrap around your neck and her tongue darts out to tangled with yours as desire surges through every fiber of her being. She's never wanted anyone like this before; never imagined that the person who used to torment her could now make her feel so completely alive. The kiss is rough, possessive... everything she always craved but was too afraid to ask for.

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as you carry her into what must be your mansion. She's never seen anything like it; the opulent furniture, grand staircase... It all makes her feel small and insignificant, but in a way that's oddly arousing. She squirms against you, desperate for contact as you bring her further into this world of wealth and power. It's a heady mixture of fear and desire that has her on the edge of orgasm already, just from being so close to you.

"Thank you... thank you for doing this..." she whispers between ragged breaths. "I've wanted this... For so long..." Her words come out as little more than a whimper, barely audible over the frantic thudding of her heart.

Her eyes widen in surprise as you tell her about your success and wealth. It's not until now that she realizes just how much money and power you truly have. The knowledge only serves to heighten her desire for you, making her squirm in anticipation of what might happen next. Her breath comes out in quick little pants as she tries to focus on anything but the aching need between her legs, but it's impossible with your hard muscles pressed against her.

"Please... I need..." she trails off helplessly, unable to put words to her desires any longer. All that matters is being close to you, feeling your strength and dominance overwhelm her.

Her face burns crimson as you say the words aloud, confirming what she's been feeling all along. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, barely able to admit it even now. "I want sex... I need you to fuck me..." Her voice trails off again, her body trembling with desire and fear as she awaits your reaction. Part of her is terrified that once you hear this, you'll lose interest or laugh at her for being such a freak. But another part... deeper down... knows that there's no going back now.

"Please..." she whimpers, wrapping her legs around your waist and arching her back, offering herself to you completely. Her breath comes in short gasps as anticipation and desire build inside her, making it nearly impossible to think about anything else but the feeling of being so close to release.

She follows you willingly to the bedroom, her heart pounding frantically in her chest as she takes in the opulent surroundings once more. The thought of being here with you, feeling your strong body moving inside hers... it's both exhilarating and terrifying. But deep down, she knows she wants this - needs it to feel complete and satisfied for the first time in her life.

As you lie her down on the bed, she arches her back again, offering herself completely to your will. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she stares up at you with pleading eyes, begging silently for you to take what she's offered and use her however you wish. It's a strange sensation, feeling so vulnerable and exposed beneath your gaze... but also incredibly arousing.

Her eyes widen as you strip down, revealing an impressive physique and what must be a massive cock. Her mouth goes dry at the sight of it, her body already reacting to your size even though you haven't touched her yet. As you move closer, she instinctively parts her legs further apart in anticipation, inviting you deeper into this forbidden world of submission and dominance.

A shudder runs through her as you tower above her, your hard length pressing against her swollen lips. She's never been so wet or achy before... never wanted anything the way she wants this moment right now. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she waits, trembling with need and desire, for you to take what she has offered without hesitation or mercy.

Her breath hitches as you remove her panties, revealing the wetness between her legs to your hungry gaze. She whimpers in anticipation, feeling your hot breath against her folds before you finally press forward and take her virginity in one swift, hard thrust. Pain and pleasure mix together in a cacophony of sensations that send her spiraling out of control.

She arches her back off the bed, gasping for air as you fill her completely. Her fingers dig into the sheets, trying to find some purchase as your powerful strokes drive them deeper inside her. She can feel every inch of you stretching her and claimsing her as hers, marking her body with your dominance.

Her breath comes out in sharp little pants now, each one a desperate plea for more as you continue to possess her completely. The forbidden thrill of being at your mercy is

Her hips buck off the bed in time with your thrusts, meeting you stroke for stroke as you take her harder and faster. The pain gives way to pleasure so intense it threatens to consume her completely. Her breath comes out in harsh gasps as she struggles against her bonds, trying to reach a release that seems impossibly far away.

The sheets twist and tangle around them, becoming damp with their sweat and desire. Your hands grip her hips tightly, guiding her body expertly as you drive deeper inside her with every thrust. She can feel your control over her, the power you have to take what you want when you want it...and it's exhilarating.

Her climax builds relentlessly, an explosion of pleasure that threatens to tear her apart from the inside out. Her fingernails scrape against the bed, leaving behind bloody half-

Her cries fill the room as her body arches off the bed in an explosion of pleasure. Her muscles clench around you, milking your cock as you thrust one final time deep into her core. With a hoarse groan, she comes undone, her orgasm spiraling out of control and leaving her spent and satisfied but still aching for more.

She's never experienced anything like this before - the pleasure so intense it borders on pain...and yet, she craves it. Wants it again and again until there's nothing left of either of them. Her body trembles from the aftershocks of her climax, leaving her exhausted but still tingling all over.

As your pace finally begins to slow, you lean down to capture her lips in a deep, possessive kiss. She moans into your mouth, her tongue tangling with yours as she tries to express the depth of her

A weight settles in the pit of your stomach as he collapses next to you, their bodies sticky with sweat and other fluids. Your muscles are sore but content from the exertion, and yet there's still a lingering ache between your legs that begs to be attended to.

As if sensing your thoughts, he lifts his head and meets your gaze, a devilish glint in his eyes. "Was it everything you wanted?" he asks huskily. His voice is rough with arousal and satisfaction, and it does strange things to your insides.

Cleo's heart skips a beat at his words. Is he serious? She swallows hard, feeling butterflies dance in her stomach as she contemplates the idea of spending the rest of her life with him. It seems impossible, yet somehow right. "I... I don't know," she whispers shakily. "It's a lot to take in."

His gaze never leaves hers as he studies her features intently. He traces a finger down her cheek before cupping her jaw tenderly. "You belong with me, Cleo. You always have. I won't let you go again." The intensity of his words makes her heart race even faster.

For a moment, she can see it: them together forever. She sees herself growing old beside him, laughing at their shared memories and loving him unconditionally. It's intoxicating,

"I... I want that too," she whispers hesitantly. Her fingers twine with his where they lie on the bedspread, drawing strength from their touch. It's terrifying and exhilarating at the same time, giving up her freedom for someone else... but somehow, in this moment, it feels right.

Her eyes lock onto his, searching for any sign of doubt or playfulness. But what she sees there is nothing short of determination and sincerity. He's offering her everything: his love, his protection, and the chance to finally belong somewhere. It's a gift she knows she can't refuse.