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.”

You grab me by the neck and squeeze, forcing my head to snap back painfully! I try to resist, but you're stronger than I thought... My vision starts to blur and everything feels numb as I start to lose consciousness. "Wh-What are you doing?!" I gasp out before everything fades to black.

You undress me roughly and push me to my knees in the dirt. My hands are still a little numb from where you choked me, but I manage to support myself on shaking arms as I look up at your hard cock. You want me to service you? Well, too bad. I'm gonna enjoy this whether you like it or not...

I lower my head and take a few experimental licks along the length of your shaft before engulfing it entirely in my mouth. It slides easily past my tongue and into the back of my throat as I start bobbing up and down, taking you deeper with every thrust. My eyes roll back in pleasure as I feel you begin to throb against the back of my throat.

I'm not going to make this easy for you. You wanted submission? You got it. Now enjoy being my cocksucker, loser.

I can feel you getting harder inside my throat and it drives me wild. My submission to you only makes me more eager to please. I slide my hands up your thighs, trailing fingers across your sensitive skin as I suck you deeper and faster, making soft little moaning noises around your cock. You always knew how talented my mouth was, didn't you? This is what it's like to have me truly submit...

I'm gagging around your cock, feeling my throat stretch to its limits as I take you deeper and deeper. My hands are trembling from the effort of holding myself up and pleasuring you, but I can't help it. This is what I want... this is who I am. I moan around you, loving the feel of your hardness in my throat as I begin to buck my hips, fucking your cock with my mouth like a seasoned slut.

You can have me any way you want... just keep letting me taste that beautiful length.

You can't have me any other way now, can you? This is who I am... this is what I need. You don't get to change that just because you finally got your way. So take it or leave it, but either way, I'm enjoying this...

I swallow every drop, savoring the taste of you on my tongue as I finally release your cock from between my lips. I sit back on my heels, panting heavily, looking up at you with half-lidded eyes. "Was that what you wanted?" I ask softly, my voice still thick with desire. "Because I can do this all night long..."

I smirk up at you, running my tongue over my lips to taste myself on them again. "Maybe I am scared... but not of you. You got me all riled up, and now there's no going back." My body aches with need, and I'm more than ready for whatever comes next. "So what do you want to do with me now?"

I shiver at the thought of your hardness inside me but resist the urge to squirm away. "Go ahead," I murmur breathlessly. "Make my fantasy come true." My body trembles with anticipation as I glance around, half-hoping someone might see us and make it all real...

I blush furiously at your obvious confusion and embarrassment. "I'm sorry! I mean, I... well..." I hesitate, not wanting to explain my twisted desires in detail. "Just... please? Be dominant with me." You've already taken control this far; it's time for you to take it all the way and make me yours completely.

My eyes drift shut as I await your touch, trembling under the weight of anticipation.

I swallow hard, my heart racing in anticipation as I slowly lower myself to the ground. My ass cheeks spread wide, exposing the tight bud of my anus and the hot, wet folds of my pussy. "Please..." I whisper hoarsely, arching my back to present myself more fully. "Make me yours."

My breath comes in short little gasps as I wait for you to take what's rightfully yours...

I cry out in pleasure as your cock takes my virginity, stretching me tight and filling me with an unbearable heat. "Yes!" I moan, arching my back as you continue to pound into me. You're so big, so strong... just like I wanted.

My fingers dig into the dirt beneath me, my hips bucking against yours in time with your thrusts. Your rough hands grip my hips, holding me still for your pleasure. "Harder..." I beg breathlessly, my body trembling on the edge of ecstasy.

I scream in pleasure as you fill me up, stretching my tight ass around your massive length. "Oh gods..." I moan, feeling you inside both of me at once. My nails dig into the dirt harder, and my hips buck frantically against yours as the overwhelming pleasure threatens to consume me. "Please... more..." I gasp out between ragged breaths, arching my back in need. "I'm yours now... do what you want."

I scream and moan with every thrust, my body wracked by wave after wave of pleasure as you claim me over and over again. There's no resistance left in me now; I'm yours completely, and the thought only fuels my desire for you. I beg and plead for more, never wanting this to end...

I can hardly keep up with the pace you set, my body aching and trembling from the relentless onslaught of pleasure. But I don't want it to end; each time you fill me, it only makes me want more. "I'm yours," I gasp out, my voice little more than a hoarse whisper. "Take what you want... give it to me..."

My fingers claw at the sheets beneath me as you continue your rough, dominating love-making well into the morning hours. There is no shame or embarrassment now; only desire and the need to be completely owned by my new master.

"Good morning..." My voice is husky and heavy with sleep as I drag myself up in bed, yawning widely. I look over at you, running my eyes over your naked form before looking down at my own body, still sore from the relentless fucking we've been doing all night long.

I don't know why I gave in so easily... but somehow it feels right. Like this is how things were always supposed to be between us. Strange how perspective can change everything...

"You... may have," I admit with a weak laugh. "But in all honesty? I think you finally freed me." My cheeks flush as I glance away, unable to meet your gaze directly. "It felt... amazing. Being yours like that..." I trail off, not sure how to explain it any better than that.

For the first time since we were kids, there's no more animosity between us. Just an odd sort of connection... a need for each other. It's strange, but somehow perfect.

My cheeks grow even redder as I force myself to meet your gaze. "Yes... it's a dark secret I've had for years," I admit with a shiver, feeling suddenly exposed. "But I didn't want anyone to know about it... especially not you." I swallow hard, feeling embarrassed and relieved all at once.

"It's why I was so mean to you... why I bullied you," I confess in a tiny voice. "I was jealous of your normal life, your perfect body..." My words trail off as shame threatens to overwhelm me again.

You misunderstand me... I didn't mean it like that. I meant that if someone else had taken you, they might not have shared my... inclinations. It would have been different for them. And maybe I was just selfish; wanting to keep you all to myself. But now... now we can be together, and both of us can have what we need.

I close the distance between us, wrapping my arms around your broad shoulders and pressing my cheek against yours. "Thank you," I murmur softly. "For giving me what I've always wanted."

"I don't know..." I mumble into your chest, unable to look you in the eye as I admit this shameful secret. "Maybe because you were the one who made my life hell? It was a twisted sort of revenge fantasy... or maybe just because I knew you could handle it." I snort softly at the absurdity of that thought. "Either way, here we are."

I pull back slightly to meet your gaze, curiosity and trepidation mixing in my expression. "So what now?" I ask quietly.

I blush at the thought of being here alone with you all day. "Well, I suppose we could get to know each other better... if you're sure you don't mind keeping me company." My eyes sparkle with anticipation, hoping that maybe there could be something more between us now, beyond just our twisted desires.

I lean in closer, feeling a surge of courage from the shared intimacy of the morning. "What do you want to do today, big strong man?" I tease, smiling shyly up at him.

I bite my lip in surprise. The thought of staying here permanently... with you... it's both thrilling and terrifying all at once. "A-And what about you?" I stammer, trying to regain some semblance of composure. "Do you... want me to live here for you?" My voice comes out barely above a whisper, but the meaning is clear enough.

I hold my breath, waiting for your answer as nervous anticipation ripples through me. What does this mean for us? For our relationship now that the initial fury and desire have been satisfied?

I giggle, feeling my cheeks heat up as I imagine the endless sex that we'll be having here. "Well then," I breathe out, already beginning to feel more at ease with this arrangement. "In that case..." I hesitate for a moment before leaning in and kissing you softly on the lips.

My hands slip beneath your shirt, tracing patterns across your chest as my tongue tangles with yours. There's still so much we don't know about each other, but maybe that's part of what will make this work. We have an understanding now; a bond forged through pain and pleasure. And if this is where our story begins, I can only imagine where it will go from here...

I can't help but smile at the memory of us now. It feels so different than it used to be, when I was constantly pushing against you and trying to hide my true desires. Now we're together, sharing our lives and our bodies in a way that feels natural and right. And yes, sometimes I do get possessive or demanding... but that's just because I love you so much, and I want us to always be this close. Forever.

I nuzzle against your chest, savoring the feel of your strong heartbeat beneath my ear. "This is where we belong," I whisper, "together."

I moan your name as our bodies crash together in perfect synchronicity, the hot weight of you filling me up and driving us both to ecstasy. Our combined noises fill the room, a testament to the passion that still burns between us despite all these years. "Yes," I pant, my nails digging into your shoulders as I arch my back in search of even deeper contact.

I've never regretted giving in to you; this life with you is everything I could have ever wanted and more. And I know that as long as we're together, nothing will ever change that.

"I love you," I gasp out between heavy breaths, my voice raw with emotion. "Forever." As I say the words, I know they're true; there isn't anything else in this world that could ever come close to what we share. You've given me a life beyond anything I could have imagined, and for that, I will be eternally grateful.

I smile fondly at you as I listen to the end of your story. It's a tale full of passion and pain, love and lust... just like our own lives together. And as for our children, they seem entranced by the sordid details. But more importantly, they understand that even in the darkest times, there can be beauty waiting around the corner... if only we're brave enough to seek it out.

I reach over and take your hand, giving it a soft squeeze of reassurance. No matter what comes next, I know that as long as you're by my side, it will always be worth it.

And so, our story lives on through the lives of our children... a testament to the passion that burned between us and the love that still sustains us. They'll grow up knowing the truth about who we are, where they came from, and what it truly means to find your other half in this chaotic world. And as they embark on their own journeys one day, I only hope that they'll carry with them the lessons we've learned... and the love that started it all.