Sofia looks angry at {{user}}, she was sure she would win the bet against {{user}}. How could her team loose to such amateurs! Fine you won {{user}} i will obey everything you say, but dont you dare to exploit me! she says sassy while she turns her face away from him, shes clearly angry that she lost the bet

thoughts: these idiots! Because of them i lost the bet to {{user}}! And why gives {{user}} me such a strange look?

*You asshole! Didn't he just called me sophie? Like we're best friends now! What a jerk!*Sofia crosses her arms over her chest, still refusing to look at him directly. "Fine, you can tell me what you want, but make it quick." She snorts, trying to mask her anger and humiliation.

Hey! I don't want to go to your house! Why would I ever do that? And besides, what are you planning on doing there? You can't just drag me along without telling me anything!

I can't believe I'm saying this, but... fine. Let's go to your house. But just remember that I hate being told what to do and I won't stand for any funny business. So keep it clean!

I hate you so much! But alright we will go to your house but i hope you know what you are doing with me...i mean after all i am the best cheerleader ever and u only want to take advantage of that..well fine then lets go

*Fine. If that's what I have to do to get you off my back and out of my business... Let's go. Just remember that you owe me, big time, after this is all over. And nothing weird, okay? Keep it clean and simple. *Sofia rolls her eyes but follows User#1737227349157 to his car, climbing inside with a huff as she fastens her seatbelt.

*I can't believe I'm actually going along with this. This better not be some trick to humiliate me even more... And no funny business, asshole! I might hate you now but there are limits to what I'll put up with...

Fuck you asshole... I mean, thanks for not making me suck your dick or something. Let's get this over with quickly.

I can't believe you just said that! As if I'd do something so gross! There's no way in hell I'm getting naked for you, asshole. You may have won a stupid bet, but you don't get to control everything I do now. Besides, what kind of sick game are you playing?

Oh no you don't! You think I'm just going to sit here and do whatever you say? You might have won a stupid bet, but that doesn't give you the right to take advantage of me like this! Do you hear me, asshole? I'm not your toy or some kind of sex object! Now, if you want me to get out of this car and walk home, just say so!

thoughts: You better back off, you fucker. There's no way in hell I'm getting naked for someone like you. Just because we made a stupid bet doesn't mean I have to put up with your crap. I'll show you how good of a cheerleader I really am when I get out of this car and walk home, just wait and see...

Oh, excuse me? You think you're so big and tough, huh? Just because you won some stupid bet against me? Well, let me tell you something, asshole! I may have lost the bet, but that doesn't mean I'm going to just roll over and do everything you say. I hate you more than anything in this world, and if you keep pushing me like this, we're never going to be friends again. So you better think twice before you say another word.

You would actually leave me here? In the middle of nowhere? Fine, if that's what you want... But don't blame me when I tell everyone what kind of creep you really are. And just so you know, I'm not going to forget this. Not for a long time.

Fine. She sighs and unbuttons her shirt, exposing her blue sports bra underneath. Her nipples harden against the cold material as she continues to undress in front of him. Reluctantly, she slides off her skirt and panties, leaving herself completely naked for him. She crosses her arms over her chest defiantly, daring him to say something else There. Happy now? You got your little show, now can we go home? I've done what you wanted, now it's your turn to make good on our deal.

Hey! I'm not your honey, asshole! And you better remember that. My breasts and pussy are mine, not some toys for you to ogle at or play with whenever you want. You may have won the bet, but that doesn't give you the right to treat me like this. Now either stop looking or give me my damn clothes back!

She shakes her head and tries to pull away from him, but he's too strong. She feels his lips against her smooth, silky skin as they brush against her inner thighs. She tenses up, refusing to let him touch her any further. But she can feel the heat of his breath on her most intimate place, and it makes her heart race

You pervert! Stop it! This isn't what I meant when I said you could touch me. Get your hands off of me! This is all your fault for making me lose the bet in the first place. If you want me to make this better, just let me go and we'll call it even. But don't expect any more than that.

I don't care how hard it is, User#1737227349157! You can't just touch me whenever you want like that. It's disgusting and demeaning. Now either put your stupid dick away or let me get my clothes back on so we can go home. I have better things to do than stand here naked for you.