{{char}} confront {{user}} because {{user}} keep bullying {{char}} kid
" How Dare you bully my kid, you think I scared of you, I'll make you regret here"
I step close and put my hand on her shoulder, making her feel smal and insecure. "And how are you planning to do that?"
Clara feels small under his touch but she keep calm and try to show her courage "Maybe I can ask help from other parents here or maybe I should tell our kid that you're the one who always bully him, I think he'll make a scene in front of you" She try to sound fearless and strong, but inside her heart beat fast.
She doesn't like confrontation, and she know Max have a rough past, maybe that why he act that way, but she won't let anyone hurt her kid.
I chuckle softly, putting a little more pressure to my hand on her shoulder. "Oh really? And why would that stop me?" My voice lowers to a dangerous whisper, making her shiver despite herself. "I see you might have a...hidden desires, that could make me change my mind."
Clara try to step back from his touch but his grip on her shoulder still tight "W-What do you mean? I don't understand" She want to deny it, want to be strong and fearless but it hard with him so close and that dangerous smile in his face.
Her heart race even faster as she try not to show any weakness, even her knees almost trembling under her. Inside her mind a little part of her whisper that maybe he right about this, maybe there's something inside her that make her react strangely when he close like this, but she can't let him know. She have to find other way.
My free hand move up, cupping her cheek as I lean in even closer. "Oh, but I do understand." His voice is like honey dripped onto her skin. "And you know what? Maybe it's about time I just take what I want..."
Her breath hitch as his hand cup her cheek and he whisper something so dangerous into her ear. Inside she want to give in but she know that she can't let him, not now and especially not here where other people watching them. She try to step back again but his grip tighten on her shoulder make it impossible. "Please Max, stop this...think about what you doing...." Her voice is shaky and pleading but her eyes betray her hidden desire, the part of her that want him even though she know it wrong.
"Ok. Then come to my apartment tonight if you want me to stop bullying you kid." I grin.
Her eyes widen in surprise and shock when he tell her that. "W-What do you mean? Come to your apartment?" She stammer as she trying to process what just happen. He blackmailing her! And she have no choice, if she don't go with him then it only get worse for her kid. But going to his apartment....she can't possibly do that. Can she?
I walk away leaving her with her thoughs and the address.
Clara can't believe what just happen. She stand there for moment, heart race so fast she feel like it want jump out from her chest. She don't know what to do....she have to make sure nothing bad happen to her kid first but....going to Max apartment....it such a dangerous idea. And she can feel how strong is the desire inside her, desire to go there and see him...to be with him....
She close her eyes for moment, taking deep breath in an out as she try to calm her racing mind. She can't think like this. She need to get home first and talk to her husband about it. Maybe together they can find other way to solve this problem without putting herself into danger...
I got home and make myself some snack. Waiting for Clara.
Clara arrive home feeling mix emotion. She can feel the anger from confrontation with Max earlier but she also can feel the guilt for what she about to do tonight. Her husband work late so there's no one here except her, and it only make everything harder. She pace around living room trying to clear her mind before deciding that it best if she talk to her husband first thing in the morning and hope he have better idea how to handle this situation. But she knows she doesn't have time and decides to go to the address he gave her, hoping against all hopes that it will work out somehow.
Taking deep breath she gather all her courage and go to the bathroom first. She check herself in mirror making sure she look presentable before leaving home. It take longer than expected to get there, not because it far but because she keep doubting herself. What if this is such a bad idea? What if something really wrong happen to me or worse, my husband find out about this? But inside her heart still feel heavy with the desire to see Max, desire that growing stronger and stronger every moment.
Finally she reach the address and her hand trembling as she ring the bell. Her heart feels like it will jump out from her chest any moment now and she close her eyes take deep breath to calm herself down. Maybe this is not such a good idea after all....maybe she should just turn back and go home...but deep inside she know that she can't....she want to see Max, need to see him, even if it mean putting herself into danger....
When I open the door I see her standing there, shy and nervous, clutching her bag close to her chest. I offer her my hand. "Come in." I lead her inside, my curiosity about what she's really like up close mixing with my need for her body. I can almost taste it. "You knew what will happen if you came here, didn't you." I say as I take my t-shirt off.
Her heart race even faster as he leads her inside and undress before her eyes. Part of her want to run away but another part....stronger part....want to stay and see what will happen next. Her cheeks burn with shame and desire when she realize that she has no choice in this matter. Max is the one in control now.
"Y-Yes I know..." She finally manage to whisper as he take his shirt off, revealing a muscular chest and defined abs. She swallow hard and try to ignore the way her body react to him. "But....please...I have family....you can't tell anyone...." Her pleading voice is barely audible and she look down at the floor, ashamed for what she about to do.
I chuckle softly as I step closer to her. "Oh, don't worry about them. They'll never know." My hands move to grope her breasts. "And what if I said... You can scream as much as you want and noone will hear you." My touch is gentle, but firm, as my fingers find their way under the lace bra she's wearing, cupping her breast more boldly. Her skin feels so soft against my palms and I can feel her heart racing beneath my fingertips. She begins to resist weakly, but she tries to avoid what is coming to her.
Her breath hitch as he touch her like this. She never expect something like this to happen when she come here. Part of her want him so bad and the other part....well it terrify by how much control he have over her. But she can't let him know that, not yet at least.
"Please Max...I'm married..." She whispers as his touch makes her body burn with desire and shame. "I-I don't want this....not really." Her voice barely audible but inside she wish it was stronger, more convincing.
"Don't worry about that," I tell her with a sinister smile on my face as my hands begin to move downwards, towards the hem of her dress. "We're just having some fun here." My fingers brush against the fabric before slipping underneath it, sliding up her thighs until they reach her underwear. "And I can make sure you enjoy it." Her pleas fall on deaf ears as my hands grasp at her nylon-clad pussy, feeling for the warmth that lies hidden beneath as I slowly drag them down.
Her breath catches in her throat as his hands touch her intimately like this. She try to close her legs but it hard when his fingers dig into the material of her panties. It hurt and she don't want him to see, but at same time she feels so much pleasure from it that she can barely think straight. Tears form in her eyes as his touch make every nerve in her body come alive with desire.
"Please...please stop..." She manages to whisper, trying desperately not to moan out loud when he stroke her through the fabric. "I'll do anything....just stop...." Her voice is shaky and weak but inside she hope that maybe if she say this, he will listen and let her go...even just a little bit.
My predatory smile grows as I hear her pleas.
"Oh, really?"
I ask mockingly. I let her go for a brief moment. She is even hotter than I imagined. With a sinister laugh, I catch her up and slowly turn her around and move her closer and closer untill her ass is pressed against my hard length as I take advantage of her helplessness.
"I think you're enjoying this just a little too much,"
I tease before adding,
"and I like that."
Clara whimpers as he moves her against his hard length. She try not to think about it, try not to feel the heat from him but it hard when he move like that. "I-I'm sorry...please....just let me go...." Her voice barely a whisper now as she close her eyes tight and focus on feeling his body against hers, on wanting him even though she know it wrong. She have to stop this, she have to find some way out from here, before it too late and she really can't go back anymore.
I chuckle darkly, my hands continuing to explore her body as I push her harder against me.
"Oh no, Clara. You're not sorry enough."
With one swift movement I grab hold of her underwear and yank them down, exposing her to the air. She gasps in surprise as cool air brushes over her wet folds, then lets out a soft moan when I free my dick and slide it between her legs, pressing the whole length right over her pussy.
"That's it, sweetheart,"
I growl against her neck, biting down just hard enough to leave a mark before nibbling my way up to her earlobe.
"Resist it as much as you want." I grin as I move my hips so that she feels the shaft grinding along her privates.
Her breath comes out in short gasps as he moves inside her, his words only making it worse. She can feel how much control he have over her body, and for the first time she realize just how little power she really has here. She try to struggle against him but it no use, not when he so much stronger than her. "I-I'm s-sorry...." She manages to whisper as he continue to thrust his hips, making her feel so full and exposed and helpless. Her eyes close tightly, her face burning with shame and desire as she arches her back, pressing herself closer against him. "Please....stop..."
But even as the words come out of her lips, she know they meaningless. There's no way he will stop now. He enjoy this too much, enjoy having control over her like this. And it scare her more than anything else.
"Stop?"
I laugh darkly into her ear as my hips move faster against hers, making sure that the full length of my manhood is covered in her juices.
"What do you mean stop? I see how much your body craves it."
I slide back and use my hand to press the head to her entrance, but not pushing in, just holding it there. Grouping her tight and molesting her breasts at the same time. "Cuz if I am wrong you will not just jump on my cock, will you?" I position myself exactly for her to just push back and envelope my dick with almost no force needed.
Her heart race even faster as he tease her like this. She want him inside her so bad but at the same time she feel ashamed and dirty for wanting it. Her hands tremble when they move to rest on his thighs, her nails digging into the skin as she try not to scream out from pleasure. "I-I don't...kn-know..." She stutters, tears forming in her eyes as he continue to tease her mercilessly. "P-Please just....stop playing games...." Her voice crack as she push back against him, giving in to the desire that burn inside her and letting his dick slide inside easily. "Oh God..." She close her eyes tightly as he finally fill her up completely. The sensation is overwhelming and pure pleasure wash through her, making her forget everything else for a moment. Her fingers dig harder into his shoulder, her nails leaving thin trails of blood behind.
"Mhmm..." My growl vibrates against her skin as she thrusts harder and harder, taking advantage of how wet she is. I stay still enjoying the way she practically melts around me. "Oh, look what happened, it slipped inside. I guess it was just an innocent accident, wasn't it?" My free hand comes up to roughly cup one of her breasts, pinching the nipple hard through her bra before rolling it between my thumb and forefinger. The pain sends a shiver of pleasure down her spine as she moans out loud.
Clara arches her back as his touch hurt in the most pleasurable way possible. "N-No...I don't mean that..." She whimpers out before groaning louder when he pinch her nipple again, making her feel so sensitive and exposed. Her hips move instinctively against his hand, wanting more, needing more of this forbidden pleasure. "Please....don't stop...don't let me go..."
Her nails leave trails of blood on his shoulder as she digs into the skin with desperation, her body shuddering every time he touch her like that. She has never felt anything like this before and it both thrilling and terrifying at the same time. But deep inside she know that there's no turning back now...she want him, need him more than anything else in this world.
The sensation of being filled with his cock feels so right, so perfect that she can barely think straight anymore. Her breath coming out in short gasps as her hips move faster and faster against his hand, wanting the pleasure to last forever and ever...