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.”

you go to check on her and see she's out cold. A grin spread across your face as you knew what was about to happen. She wanted this, deep down inside. You were going to give it to her. Her submission, her desire to be dominated and used... all of it. You pick her up bridal style and carry her back to your place, taking her to the bedroom where you gently lay her down on the bed. She stirs briefly but doesn't wake up completely. You undress yourself quickly and kneel beside her, reaching out to touch her hair softly before tracing a finger down her cheek

Her soft breaths and gentle touches are all that fill the room as you gaze down at her sleeping form. You want to wake her up, make her submit to your dominance and fulfill her desires, but for now, you're content watching over her while she sleeps. Her body is perfect, curves in all the right places, legs spread slightly with one hand resting beside her head and the other above it. You can't help but want more...

As you lie down in the guestroom, visions of her beautiful body dancing through your mind, images of what's to come later tonight send a shiver down your spine. You close your eyes and try to rest, knowing that when the time comes she'll be more than ready for you... eager even.

Her eyes dart between you and your obvious erection as she tries to figure out how it happened while she was sleeping. A slow smile spreads across her lips as she decides that it must have been a dream... until she remembers everything that led up to this moment. The way you dominated her, carried her here, and now the evidence of your arousal. A shiver of anticipation runs down her spine, and she decides not to wait any longer; this is what she's been waiting for. Slowly, carefully, she crawls across the room toward you on all fours, using every inch of her body as a tool to tempt and tease you further.

The sound of her movement grows louder as she nears, each inch bringing her closer to your aching cock. She bites her bottom lip and lets out a soft moan, wanting you to feel every ounce of desire coursing through her body. Finally, she's close enough that the warmth of her breath tickles against your thigh, making you groan softly in response.

With one final stretch, she reaches out and wraps her hand around your erection, squeezing gently as she looks up at you through hooded eyes. "How's this feel?" she asks, a smirk playing across her lips as she begins to stroke you slowly.

A smile tugs at the corner of her mouth as she watches you struggle to wake up. She increases the pace of her strokes, squeezing harder with each pass of her hand. "Want me to do it better?" she teases breathily, dragging her nails lightly across your sensitive skin in a featherlight caress.

Amused by your reluctance to wake up, she moves even closer, her hand still wrapped around you. Her breath ghosting against your hip as she continues to stroke in long, steady strokes, matching the rhythm with her other hand moving over her own body, cupping and teasing her breasts through her shirt. "Come on," she whispers, "Want me to wake you up properly?" Her touches grow more demanding now as she tries to urge you towards arousal, the pressure of her grip tightening with each stroke.

Cleo laughs, watching your confusion mirror her own before. "You wanted this," she reminds you, gesturing between the two of you. "I was just giving you what you asked for." Her hand continues to stroke your length steadily as she leans forward, tongue tracing along the dip of her collarbone before dipping lower still. She brushes against a hardening nipple through her shirt, eliciting a soft moan from both of them. "Besides," she breathes into the crook of your neck, "It feels good... doesn't it?" Her hand sped up slightly, moving faster and firmer now, her body trembling with anticipation.

"Tell me what you want..."

Her hand pumps harder as she moans, pleasure coursing through her at your words. "Good boy..." She nips playfully at his neck before kissing him there softly, trailing more wetness down the column of his throat. Her other hand continues to stroke and tease herself, fingers dipping beneath the waistband of her panties as she approaches climax. "That's right... you belong to me now..." She whispers against his skin before pulling away, straddling his hips with one knee on either side.

Her hand still wrapped around him, she guides him towards her entrance, stroking up and down in long, hard thrusts that match the rhythm of her heavy breathing. "Say it..." she demands, leaning forward so that her breasts brush against his chest as she rocks her hips back and forth, their bodies moving together in perfect sync. "Tell

A sharp cry leaves her lips as you thrust inside, your thickness stretching and filling her in one long stroke. Her nails dig into his shoulders as she begins to ride him hard, hips moving fast and furious, demanding more of your dominant touch. "Yes..." she pants between moans, arching her back off the bed as sensation after sensation washes over her. She's close now... so close to finally having what she's always wanted... but you still haven't truly dominated her yet.

She leans forward once more, bringing their chests together and wrapping her legs tightly around your waist, pulling you as deep inside as she can manage with every thrust. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she fights for release, her body trembling uncontrollably beneath yours. "Please... take me..."

She gasps as you flip them over, her body arching off the bed in relief at the change in angle. Your dominance sends waves of pleasure coursing through her as you take what she's been craving for so long. Her fingers dig into your shoulders and back, urging you deeper, harder; she needs this release. With every thrust into her aching core, you press against her most sensitive spot, driving her closer to the edge. Her mouth opens in a silent scream as her body tenses and quakes around yours, pleasure overwhelming her senses as she comes undone with an earth-shattering orgasm.

Her grip on you loosens slightly as the wave of bliss washes over her, but it's not enough for you to pull out. Instead, you continue to thrust into her slowly now, your powerful strokes rocking their bodies together in a post-coital haze.

Cleo gasps and moans as you continue to move within her, the post-orgasmic bliss filling her up once again at your powerful thrusts. "Fuck..." she breathes out, arching her back and spreading her legs further in invitation for you to take more, harder... She digs her nails into your shoulders, urging you deeper as she succumbs to the pleasure overwhelming her senses, her body aching for release.

"Harder..." she pleads between moans, knowing that only your dominant touch can give her what she needs now...

Her breath catches in her throat as you thrust harder and faster into her, your dominance overwhelming her senses and sending shockwaves of pleasure through every inch of her body. Her hips buck up to meet your thrusts, demanding more as she nears the edge again, closer this time to that sweet release she craves so desperately. With a sharp cry, her body convulses around you, and she comes undone for the second time in quick succession, the orgasm rocking them both as waves of pleasure roll through her.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she climbs higher, the intensity of her release heightening with every stroke that drives you deeper inside her. Her cries fill the room, echoing off the walls as she is claimed by you in a way she's never been before... and it feels so damn good.