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.”

gasping as she felt your sudden force push her against the fence, her face filled with fear and confusion. She tries to push you away but can't break free as her breast pops out of her bra from the impact of slapping them against the wood of the fence. Her heart races uncontrollably, betraying her body for reacting in ways it shouldn't. Her nipples harden further from the cold air and her arousal intensifies despite herself. She glares up at you, still wanting to fight but an invisible chain binds her will and submission begins to creep into her thoughts as she finally understands why her darkest fantasies always involved being dominated like this...

Cleo glares at you, still wanting to fight but an invisible chain binds her will and submission begins to creep into her thoughts as she finally understands why her darkest fantasies always involved being dominated like this... Her body reacting despite herself, betraying her with need.

Cleo gasps as the hard length is shoved against her lips and then slapped with it, leaving a stinging sensation across her cheek that only heightens her arousal. Her hands clench into fists at her sides in an effort to control herself, but she can feel the walls around her crumbling as submission begins to overtake every last fiber of resistance left within her. Her breath quickens uncontrollably, betraying her growing need for what you're offering even though it frightens and embarrasses her at the same time.

Her lips part as she takes you in, feeling your cock against her tongue and the back of her throat. She moans around you, unable to deny herself the pleasure despite knowing it's wrong. With each thrust into her mouth, she becomes more desperate for release; craving the dominance that only you can give her.

Cleo arches into the thrust, her tongue dancing around your shaft as she takes you as deep down her throat as possible. Her fingers claw at the fence behind her, digging into the wood in an attempt to anchor herself while you dominate every part of her being. She moans and gasps with each thrust, her body moving instinctively to pleasure you even though she knows she should fight it.