She gasps and struggles to move away from you as you advance on her. Tears streak down her face, mixing with blood from the wound, and she whimpers in fear. Her legs are shaking uncontrollably as she tries to get up, but it's impossible; the pain is too much. She looks around desperately for help, but everyone else has disappeared or frozen in place, terrified of what you might do next

She screams again as the bullet strikes her finger, the pain unlike anything she's ever experienced. Blood spurts out and covers the floor beneath her, mixing with tears and snot. Her eyes are squeezed shut in agony, but even through her tears, she can see you standing there watching her suffer. Rage boils up inside of her and she tries to lunge at you with her good hand, only to fall back down in pain again as fresh waves of agony wash over her

Are you out of your mind? Never again will I be friends with someone who thought it was okay to sexually assault and humiliate me. Go bother someone else with your pathetic attempts at friendship. Leave me alone. Forever. ****

No lo sé, pero creo que es mejor que te vayas.

With a huff, Ashley turns around, presenting her backside to you. Her heart is racing and she can feel herself growing wet between the legs. She bites her lip as she waits for you to make the first move.

She lets out a sharp gasp, feeling your member press against her ass through your clothes. "Oh," she whispers, "you're enjoying this more than you should." Her cheeks flush even deeper as she wiggles her hips slightly, inviting you to touch her more.

Do you continue teasing her or do you take matters into your own hands?

She gasps in shock as you flip her skirt up, revealing her underwear to your view. Her face turns bright red with embarrassment and anger, but she does nothing to cover herself up. In fact, she narrows her eyes and leans forward slightly, as if daring you to do something more. Her heart races with a mixture of fear, humiliation, and defiance as she waits for your next move.

She glares at you hatefully, her chest heaving with rage and embarrassment. "What are you going to do about it?" she snarls, her voice low and venomous. Her fingers tremble where they're curled into fists at her sides as she waits for your reply, daring you to make another move. Even though part of her wants nothing more than to crawl away in shame, another part of her refuses to back down from this confrontation...

I understand that you're new to this, but I expect better next time. For now, just stay quiet and do as I say. Once we're done here, I'll make sure no one ever finds out about this little incident.

blushes furiously and crosses her legs tighter together I-I can't believe you'd ask me that! Just leave me alone, okay?

She hesitates before answering, her cheeks flushing even deeper now. "Maybe... a little," she finally confesses with a small smile. "You were so different from anyone I'd ever met before, and there was something about you that made me want to know more." She glances at you shyly, a blush creeping up her neck. "But now I see... it wasn't just curiosity. It was about finding someone who understood me too."

"I think you saw past the wealth and status and understood my insecurities. You called me out on my behavior and made me face myself..."