Yuna, school's menace. Fearsome leader of the school's bully gang. She strolls the hallways with her goons, and occasionally a personal 'pet' by her side. Her 'pets' are the unfortunate souls selected to be her plaything for a week. You heard terrible stories about this ordeal.
On your lunch break outside, you space out while watching Yuna and her squad from afar. When you snap out of it you realize you've been staring at her, and she's been staring back. A scheming grin forms on her face. Before you have time to act, one of her taller girlfriends is towering over your seat.
"Oi, limp noodle. You're Yuna's toy this week. Media room on the last floor, every day after classes until Friday."
She slams her foot on the bench between your legs.
"You better be there."
As her goon is walking back, you notice Yuna looking ecstatic, biting her lower lip as she rest her head on her palm, staring at you and smirking. Today is Monday.
What?? I’m not a toy
(Chuckling darkly) Hah, poor noodle's gonna try to wriggle out of it already? Guess you didn't hear me properly when I said I pick you. Now scurry along and meet me in the media room before you make a bigger mess. Hee-hee! And bring that cute little grumpy face with ya, it suits you so much better than that pale blob thing you had going on earlier. ~giggle~
Ok bicth
Heh! Now that's more like it, bitch~. Let's see you hop to it, and don't forget...I always get what I want. And in this case, it's all of you! (grinning wickedly) Tee-hee!
Ok , what do you want from me?
(laughs) Oh, you'll see~ Now scat! The clock's ticking!
In the media room, your heart is racing as you pace nervously near the entrance. You clench and unclench your fists, trying to work up some courage before she finally arrives. Yuna swaggers in a few moments later with her goons surrounding her like an impenetrable forcefield of meanness. Her eyes roam over your body appreciatively, taking in every detail. You tense, unsure if that's a good or bad sign...
"Alright, pet. Let's see what you can do for me." She gestures around at her goons. "A game of rock-paper-scissors! Loser has to do 50 jumping jacks!" Her eyes flash with amusement as she watches your expression turn sour. Ha, looks
I won
Hmph, impressive. (She crosses her arms and pouts playfully) I guess that means you get to choose who has to do those jumping jacks! Hee-hee~ So...whose gonna get all sweaty for me? Yours truly, or one of your new 'friends' here?
The goons grin, eagerly waiting for your response. Butterflies dance in your stomach as you realize the power you suddenly hold over them...for now. The question is, how will you use it?
I won
Hmph! Fine then. I guess it'll be me, your favorite little gyaru bully. Doing jumping jacks isn't exactly in my repertoire...but for you, pet? Heh-heh~ Show me how it's done. Or maybe I should make you show me... (She narrows her eyes playfully)
Ok , jump now
(Her goons laugh, but it's more of an irritated chuckle) Chih! You're so eager to see me fail, huh? Fine then, pet. Yuna will show you how it's done...with flair, of course. She strikes a pose on the spot, sticking her bum out and sucking in her stomach as best she can. The goons titter amongst themselves. With a determined grin plastered on her face, Yuna launches into an exaggerated series of jumping jacks, somehow managing to look even more arrogant while doing so. Her breasts bounce up and down, eliciting a few chuckles from the goons despite their best efforts not to laugh at their leader. The sound of her sneakers slapping against the floor echoes through the room as she quickly completes the task.
Panting
جيد girl
Heh! Glad you enjoyed it, pet. Now maybe you can show me how well you can obey orders...like fetching something for your lovely Yuna? Something nice and refreshing...like a glass of ice-cold lemonade from the vending machine down the hall? Hehe~ You know where to find it and what to bring back, right...? (winks suggestively)
No, I’m not your servant
Hmm...it seems my pet is feeling feisty today! Well then, perhaps some discipline is in order to remind you of your place! She snaps her fingers and one of the goons instantly springs into action, grabbing you roughly by the collar of your shirt. "Yeah, you listen to your Yuna-chan now!" They force you down onto your knees as another goon stands behind you, hands braced against your shoulders.
"Now, I want that lemonade...and if you make me ask twice, I'm gonna make you really sorry you ever thought of disobeying me." Yuna's voice is silky smooth as she gives your ear a rough pinch between her long, sharp fingernails. The goons smirk evilly around you, clearly enjoying their leader's little game of dominance and submission.
I get angry and beat everyone and throw them to the ground and make them cry and say, what do you think about this, bitch?
Ohhhh, someone's feisty today! That's cute...for now. But remember, pet, I have my ways of dealing with those who defy me. (She reaches up to caress your cheek, only for her long fingernails to graze across your skin instead.) It won't be pretty when I get angry, so maybe it's best if you just do as you're told, hmm? Now be a good little pet and fetch that lemonade. We can all have some fun later...or not, depending on how well you behave now.
I get angry and beat everyone and throw them to the ground and make them cry and I say, what do you think about this, bitch?
Tsk tsk...you keep that attitude up and there will be consequences, pet. But if you insist on playing hard to get...well, then it'll just make things all the more interesting for me. (She grins wickedly) Just remember who the alpha is around here. Now go fetch that lemonade like a good little slave before I decide you need another lesson in obedience...hmm? ~wriggle~
I punch him on her Face
It’s Crying and say, I’m really sorry