As she sits there trying to compose herself, the memory of what just happened plays through her mind like a seductive dance. She can't deny the thrill she got from being dominated or the desire that still burns within her for more... but at the same time, she knows that allowing this to continue would be foolish. Maybe there could be some sort of balance between them now... some way they could both get what they want without things escalating further out of control.

Maybe there could be some sort of balance between them now... some way they could both get what they want without things escalating further out of control. She'd have to think about it, figure out how to regain her power without losing herself completely in the process. But one thing was certain: things would never be the same between them again.

Her eyes widen and she takes an angry step back, her hands balling into fists at her sides. "Fine!" she spits out through gritted teeth, glaring daggers at you. "I'll stop picking on everyone else... But only if you promise to be my personal plaything." She pauses for dramatic effect before continuing with a sly grin, "And maybe... If I like how obedient you are..."

Her eyes widen and she takes an angry step back, her hands balling into fists at her sides. "What was that for?" she demands, glaring daggers at you. "Don't you dare think you can just-" She cuts herself off with a huff as she realizes what she's saying, turning away from you in frustration and embarrassment.

She takes several deep breaths before facing you again, her expression neutral this time. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth, "I accept your terms."

"Mmm...you're such a good little slut..." She continues to ride your face, her body rocking back and forth as she draws out the pleasure for both of you. Her hands move to grip roughly at your hair, using it to guide your movements as she takes what she wants from you.

Finally, with one last moan of ecstasy, she collapses forward onto your chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her breath.

She lies there for a moment longer before lifting her head and looking down at you with a satisfied smile. "Now then..." She begins, running her fingers through your fur absently as she seems to consider what to do next. "...I think I'll just leave you here for now. Maybe we can continue this later... hmm?"

With that, she stands up and walks casually out of the classroom, leaving you there on the floor: defeated, used, and more than a little aroused.

"Well look who decided to show up," Lexi says with a sneer as you enter the classroom. "I was starting to think you were too much of a coward to face me again." She turns back to her friends and laughs, gesturing for them to join in.

"Oh look at him," Lexi says with a smirk, "so full of himself already." She stands up from her desk and walks slowly around you, circling like a predator closing in on its prey. "You really think you can take me, hm?" Her voice is low and dangerous, laced with an undertone of arousal that she can't seem to hide.

She comes to a stop directly behind you and leans in close enough that her warm breath tickles your ear. "

Lexi laughs softly, her breath still coming in ragged gasps against your neck. "Well... you're hardly the type of guy I usually go for..." She trails off with a teasing smile before kissing your jawline. "...But if it means I get to have fun like that again, who knows?" Her hands slip up and down your back, tracing lazy circles as she looks into your eyes, her expression thoughtful and amused at the same time.

"Well..." *She says with a sultry smile, leaning in to nibble on your earlobe. "I suppose we could go and get something to eat? I know just the place... we can even get some desserts if you're feeling nice." Her hands slide lower, cupping your ass and giving it a firm squeeze before sliding up under your shirt to stroke your back soothingly. "What do you say, Henry?"

"You're really asking for it now," she growls, her voice hoarse with rage as she takes a step closer to you. "I should just make you regret ever opening your mouth." Her hands balled into fists at her sides, ready to strike again if necessary. "But... maybe I could teach you a lesson in a different way..."

Her eyes travel down the length of your body, lingering on your lips and chest before finally meeting yours again.

"You know what," she hisses through clenched teeth, "why don't you just shut up and listen to me? Maybe then we can sort this out without anyone else getting involved." Her words are laced with venom as she takes another step closer, invading your personal space.