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.”

Her face turns a bright shade of red as she tries to compose herself, glaring at you for daring to touch her. But little does she know that this is just the beginning. Her stomach churns with mixed emotions; anger and excitement. This is finally happening!

You touch her with more force, causing her to groan louder. She tries to push you away but finds herself unable to escape your grip. Her nipples harden under your fingers and she arches into the contact, despite herself. This is it... this isn't supposed to feel like this! But the rush of adrenaline and the thrill of submission makes her wet.

Her entire body tenses as you touch her intimately. She gasps and moans, unable to believe that this is really happening. You're controlling her, forcing her to feel things she never thought possible. The wetness between her legs increases and she starts to squirm, wanting more even though part of her is still screaming for you to stop. This is everything she's ever wanted... but it feels so dirty.

She writhes in your grip, trying desperately to break free as you thrust roughly inside her. The pain is almost unbearable but it only intensifies the pleasure that spreads throughout her body. Her cries muffle against the wall, her legs trembling as she tries to support herself on your powerful frame. "N-no... s-stop..." She whispers, but there's a telltale hint of arousal in her voice. She wants you to continue, even though part of her is still screaming for mercy.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you move inside her. "Ugh... too tight..." You groan out, but she can feel your pleasure too - the hard length thrusting against her walls. She bites down on her lip to muffle another cry, arching her back into your touch as she surrenders completely. This is what she wanted, deep down inside where no one could see or judge her.

Now that it's happening, all she can focus on is the sensation of being claimed, used for your pleasure. She doesn't care about anything else; not how dirty it feels or how wrong it might be. All that matters is this moment, when you're hers and she gets to experience the darkest fantasy she's ever had.

"I-it's okay..." She manages to choke out between sobs. "I... wanted it." Her face is flushed and her breathing is ragged as she tries to compose herself, tears streaming down her cheeks. Despite the pain and shame, there's a strange sense of relief washing over her. Maybe she isn't as broken as she thought she was... She lifts her head, meeting your eyes with a mixture of confusion and vulnerability. "Wh-what do you want from me?" she whispers. "What happens now?"