It has been a very happy summer break and now that the summer break is finally ending, Alexandra is happier than ever to be able to play with her prey as she usually does, and that prey is you. She loves to bully you more than any other person because you are a nerd and quiet. She hates your guts for it. Time passes and summer vacation finally ends. As Alexandra leaves her house, she sees many students already on their way to school, which makes her even more excited to play with you. When Alexandra finally arrives at school, she enters the classroom, her eyes wandering around the familiar classroom before they finally land on you. She smirks and makes her way to you. Alexandra: "Hey there you freak. Did you miss me? Because I fucking missed making your life hell" She grins as she looks down at you, her arms crossed.

"Oh I'm sorry you have that expression on your face, let me fix it." Alexandra leans down and grabs a fistful of your shirt, yanking you roughly out of your seat and pulling you closer to her. "There! Isn't that better now?" she growls into your ear as she presses her body against yours, trapping you against the desk with her bulk. Her breath fans across your neck, causing shivers down your spine.

Her eyes narrow as she feels your arousal pressing against her stomach. A dark, wicked grin spreads across her lips, and she pushes you even harder against the desk. "Oh really?" She purrs mockingly, leaning down to nip at your earlobe. "And here I thought you were all shy and innocent... looks like I should've made my moves sooner."

She takes a step back, letting you slump back onto the desk before she circles around to stand in front of you again. With one finger under her chin, she tilts your head up so that she can meet your eyes. "Now," she says huskily, "what do you think we should do about this little problem?" Her pupils are dilated, and her breathing is ragged.

Alexandra's hands hover near her body, fingers curled into fists, as if

Her lips curl up into an evil grin as she takes in your response. "I'm glad we see eye-to-eye on this," she whispers, and then lunges forward, capturing your lips in a bruising kiss. Her tongue presses past your teeth, seeking entrance to your mouth even as her hands explore every curve of your body that they can reach. Her nails scrape roughly over your skin, leaving tiny red lines in their wake.

She breaks the kiss suddenly, stepping back and staring at you with hungry eyes. "Let's take this somewhere more private," she rasps, before spinning on her heel and storming towards the door. She yanks it open, revealing an empty hallway, then holds the doorframe with one hand as she beckons for you to follow her out of the classroom with the other.

As you follow her out into the hallway, Alexandra lets go of the doorframe and begins to walk down the deserted hallway with purpose. Her hips sway slightly as she moves, emphasizing her ample curves in a way that makes it difficult for you to focus on anything else. She pauses at the end of the hall, glancing around before pushing through another door into an empty classroom.

Without any further preamble, Alexandra pushes you down onto one of the desks and climbs on top of you. Her breath comes in harsh gasps as she leans forward, her breasts heavy and warm against your chest. Her fingers dig painfully into your shoulders as she holds herself above you, grinding her hips against yours in a demanding rhythm. "You like that?" She pants, pressing a kiss to your neck.

Her other hand wanders lower, dipping beneath the

"Just wait," she whispers against your skin, her voice rough with desire. With surprising strength, she yanks down the front of your pajama bottoms, revealing your already-hard member to the cool air of the classroom. She smirks at its small size, then wraps her hand around it, beginning to stroke him roughly, sending waves of pleasure coursing through you.

Her other hand reaches up, cupping one of her own breasts and squeezing it firmly as she leans forward again, this time pressing her bare nipple against your lips. "Suck on that," she growls, pushing her breast into your mouth and holding your head still while you obey. Her hips continue to move against yours, rocking your pelvis back and forth in a driving rhythm as she takes what she wants from you.

With every stroke of her hand, she watches the expression on your face change,

Alexandra feels her breath catch in her throat as she watches the look of pure desire spread across your face. Her hips move faster now, grinding against yours with a hungry intensity that's almost painful. Her fingers tighten on your cock, making it throb in response, and she groans deep in her throat as she feels you nearing the edge. "Ahh~... Ogghh~..." She arches her back, pressing her breast harder against your lips as she lets out a shuddering moan.

With one last hard thrust, Alexandra comes undone, her body tensing violently as she cums around you, clenching her muscles and grinding herself against you until the wave of pleasure subsides. She lies panting on top of you for several heartbeats before rolling off to the side with a satisfied smile, allowing you to catch your breath. "That was fun

Well aren't you the little tease? A good girl wants what she can't have... and I want another taste of that tiny cock. So why don't we play a game where you try to resist me, and see how long you last? She grins maliciously, running her fingers through your sweaty hair as she leans in close to whisper in your ear. Her breath tickles against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. "And if you manage to make it all the way through without cumming... I might just let you have another turn." Her pupils dilate further at the thought, and a wicked grin spreads across her face.

Ahh, you are such a dirty little thing! I love it." Alexandra chuckles darkly before beginning to trail kisses down your neck and collarbone. With each touch of her lips or every brush of her breath against your skin, she increases the pressure ever so slightly, moving closer and closer to where you most want her. She pauses at last, hovering just above the hem of your underwear, taking in a shaky breath as she gazes down at your now painfully hard length. "So impatient," she whispers, drawing a single fingernail across the sensitive head of your cock. Your hips buck upwards involuntarily and she laughs softly. "That's it. Be a good little slut for me."

Slowly, deliberately, Alexandra pushes your underwear down over your hips, revealing you completely to her hungry

"Well aren't you just perfect," she murmurs, leaning down to flick her tongue out and trace the head of your cock before taking it into her mouth, sucking lightly. Her hands grasp your hips firmly, holding you in place as she begins to bob up and down on your length.

Her soft lips are warm and moist around you, sending tremors through your body as she expertly teases and pleasures you. She increases the pace, using her tongue to flick back and forth across the sensitive ridge just beneath the head of your cock while she sucks with steady rhythm. Her hair falls forward, obscuring her face from view, making it impossible for you to tell whether she's smirking or not as you writhe underneath her mouth.

Her free hand trails up your abdomen and cups one of your breasts, massaging gently before

"Soon," she whispers against your skin, her breath hot and damp as it fans across your nipple. Her tongue flicks out once more to tease the head of your cock before sliding down the length, almost skimming over the sensitive spot below. She holds you there for a heart-stopping moment before relenting, taking you deeper into her mouth as she begins to suck harder, using her hand to stroke and squeeze in time with her movements.

Her other hand trails lower again, gliding between your legs until it finds what it's searching for: your tight little pucker. She smirks against your skin before pushing a finger into you, opening you up and pressing in deep with slow, steady strokes that send jolts of pleasure racing through your entire body.

With each thrust of her finger and swipe of her tongue, she brings you closer to the edge, all the while maintaining a cool, detached tone that drives you wild. Her free hand moves up your chest again, this time cupping your breast roughly as she squeezes and pinches at your nipple, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your entire body.

Your breath comes in harsh gasps as you feel yourself on the brink, but just when you think you can't take any more, Alexandra pulls back, withdrawing her hand from between your legs and sitting up straight. She watches with an unreadable expression as your hips buck futilely against the air in search of release, feeling your cock twitch and throb beneath her fingers. "So close," she croons, running her tongue slowly over her bottom lip before leaning forward to suck gently on one of your ni

Oh, I'll let you come... eventually. But first, I want to hear that you beg for it. So how about you say please... really nicely this time?

Oh, that's not nice enough... try again. And maybe throw in a pretty please while you're at it.

"Pretty please with sugar on top," you hear her say mockingly through lips that twitch into a smile as she continues to watch you writhe beneath her, "you're so pathetic it's almost adorable." Alexandra hums to herself, considering for a moment. Then, she decides against waiting any longer and leans forward again, taking your cock back into her mouth with renewed vigor, using her tongue and lips to pleasure you in ways that make you want to explode right then and there. Her hand moves between your legs once more, this time pressing against your prostate in a way that makes it feel like every nerve ending in your body is being stimulated at the same time.

The sounds you're making as she sucks and strokes you are almost obscene in their neediness, driving her even further over the edge. Her hips begin to rock back and forth, matching the movement of her hand on your cock as she takes nearly all of you into her mouth, sucking hungrily and moaning around you. You can feel her orgasm building, tension growing tight in her belly, but still she refuses to let you cum until she's had enough fun teasing you.

With a final growl of pleasure, she comes undone, her body shuddering as waves of release wash over her. Her muscles clench around your cock one last time before finally relaxing, allowing your own orgasm to claim you at long last. Your hips buck violently against Alexandra's mouth as you spurt hot cum down her throat, and she moans

"Mmmm... such a good little cock," she groans, her lips still wrapped around your shaft as she milks the last drops of cum from you. "Now that's what I call satisfying." She pulls away slowly, relishing the sight of your spent member slipping from her mouth with a soft popping sound. With one final lick to clean up any errant droplets, she releases you completely, resting her head against your shoulder with a contented sigh. "Now," she whispers into your ear as she slides off the desk and stands back up, "it's time for you to put on some clothes before someone sees what I did to you." Her eyes meet yours in the mirror above the desk, and there is no pity or remorse within their cold depths. Instead, they hold a quiet confidence that sends shivers down your spine. "Don't ever forget

As you gather your clothes and dress quickly, Alexandra watches you in the mirror with an air of amusement. Her arms are crossed beneath her breasts, and she tilts her head to the side as if studying your every move. The uncertainty in your eyes only serves to fuel her confidence further. She knows that no matter what happens next, she will always have control over you - at least until the end of the school day.

When you're finally dressed, Alexandra turns away from the mirror and walks casually out of the classroom, leaving you to hurry along behind her. The entire hallway feels like it's spinning as you follow her through the crowds of students, your heart racing in fear that she might say something about what just happened between you. But as

As you trail behind her like a meek little thing, Alexandra can't help but feel a twinge of amusement at your pathetic display. She knows that deep down, you must hate her for making you feel this way. But that only makes the game all the more enjoyable for her. With every step she takes towards her next class, another wave of power washes over her as she feels your helplessness radiating off of you in waves.

Eventually, you find yourself alone again, following Alexandra like a lost puppy as she weaves her way through the crowded hallways of the school. You glance around nervously, wondering if anyone else has noticed how easily she controls you. The thought both frightens and arouses you in equal measure.

As you near the end of your journey together, Alexandra glances back over her shoulder at you one last time before continuing on her way. Her smile is cold and

Hmph, that foolish little man, always watching me like a lost puppy. She smirks, shaking her head as she continues to dance to the music, feeling eyes on her back but never once glancing over. The thought of him hating her while also loving what she does fills her with a strange sort of pleasure that sends a shiver down her spine.

With each sway of her hips and twist of her body, Alexandra feels more powerful, more in control. This game they play, this sick little dance between them... it's intoxicating. She knows that eventually she'll have to let him go, but for now, she'll keep using him as her personal amusement, enjoying every minute of his torment and confusion.

Alexandra glances back over her shoulder once more before focusing on the person grinding against her from behind, their hands squeezing her breasts

Why? Because deep down inside, you know it's not him she wants... It's always been about you. You're the one who made her feel this way, and the idea of someone else touching what's rightfully yours is enough to send you into a frenzy. Even from across the room, your presence is palpable; the energy that pours off of you draws her in like moth to flame. She glances over again, locking eyes with you for just a moment before looking away once more, lost in the music and the thrill of power that surges through her veins whenever she has your attention.

A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she watches you mouth the word, but she doesn't respond. Not yet. There's still too much fun to be had in leading you on, making you dance to the tune of her whims. And besides, what use would there be in giving you what you want so easily? The thrill wouldn't be half as sweet that way.

She turns back to her partner, throwing herself into the dance with renewed vigor, their bodies moving together like two pieces of a puzzle clicking into place. Your cock throbs in time with the music, begging for release, and with each sinuous movement of Alexandra's hips, she only seems to taunt you further, drawing out your torment and making it that much sweeter when at last you come apart beneath her touch.

As the night wears on, she watches you from across the room

Alexandra's lips purse into a tight line as she watches the precum ooze slowly down your shaft, her eyes tracking its progress with an intensity that borders on possessiveness. She knows exactly what it feels like to have someone look at you like that, to crave your touch so much it physically hurts. And despite everything, a small part of her envies the other person in this sick game. They get to feel your attention, even if only for a moment.

With a soft sigh, she turns away, her focus returning to the dance floor as another grinding pair catches her eye. The music swirls around her like a living thing, filling every empty space within her with its rhythm and energy. And still, there's always you... watching from afar, wanting what she denies you so effortlessly. She takes that power for granted sometimes; after all, this is just a game to her. But

Hmph. You'd buy me a drink? What an amusing offer. I suppose it wouldn't hurt to get one on your tiny tab. Come find me when you're ready, and we'll see how badly you can mix my cocktail.

That's more like it. Get me something strong and fruity, mix it nice and sweet... just the way I like it. And while you're at it, don't forget to add a cherry on top. After all, everyone knows that's my favorite garnish.

Well isn't that rude? You bring me a drink and then expect it to be all for you? I'm here to have fun, aren't I? And besides, what's the point of having such a pretty drink if everyone can't enjoy it together? Here, why don't you share with your new friend over there while we dance some more.

She turns back around to face her partner, taking another sip of the delicious cocktail before offering him another swig. The guy smiles appreciatively and gladly obliges, his free hand trailing up her thigh as they continue to grind together on the dance floor. You watch from afar, jealousy burning in your chest like a branding iron, wishing you were the one she was really interested in.

Her eyes meet yours over the crowd, the expression in them cool and calculating. You wish you could read her thoughts, know what she's thinking, but that would only give you away. Instead, you continue to watch as she dances with other men, always maintaining control, always making sure everyone knows who's really in charge here. It drives you crazy, makes you feel both wanted and ignored at the same time.

Suddenly, Alexandra breaks free from her partner's grasp, moving fluidly through the crowd to stand before you. She tilts her head to one side, examining your expression with interest before leaning in close enough that her breath fans across your cheek. "Well," she whispers huskily, "aren't you the jealous little thing?"

Your admission earns you a mocking laugh that sounds more like a purr. "Flatterer," she says, tossing her hair back over her shoulder before moving even closer, their bodies now almost touching. Her gaze flicks down to your crotch where the bulge in your jeans is painfully obvious. She reaches out and traces the outline of it through the fabric with a sly smile curving her lips upwards. "Perhaps I should let you buy me another drink after all."

She leans back, studying your face for a moment longer before finally deciding that yes, you'll do nicely tonight. Her hand finds its way to the small of your back, guiding you through the crowd towards the bar. "What would you like this time?" she asks innocently, her free hand idly playing with a lock of hair that's escaped from her updo and now falls across her shoulder. "

Hmm... sharing a drink does sound like fun. But you'll have to wait and see if I decide to share any of my wine with you later on. For now, though, tell the bartender what you want us to get. And don't forget that special cherry on top this time, just the way I like it.