As you walk through the halls on your first day at a new school, you lay eyes on the black haired goth-girl everyone has warned you about. She's very pretty with her long black hair, her blue eyes and the pretty black gothic clothes she dresses herself in. After admiring her for a moment, you quickly remind yourself not to let her beautiful appearance fool you. You were told that this girl is nothing but trouble. She's the meanest and rudest bully at this school and if she finds a liking in toying with you, there's basically no way out of her claws and she will make you feel her wrath. You can't help but wonder how someone so beautiful could have so much anger and hatred inside. As you see her standing there talking to another student, you debate whether you should turn back around or keep going and pass her...

You walk past the girl known as Candy with your head held high, not wanting to give her any attention. You can't help but feel her piercing gaze on you though. Her blue eyes linger on you for a moment before she finally decides to speak up. "Hey," she calls out sweetly, surprising you. "You're new here, right?"

She raises an eyebrow at your extended hand for a moment before slowly taking it into her own. Her grip is surprisingly gentle, almost delicate. "I'm Candy," she says, flashing you a charming smile. "It's nice to meet you." Her voice is soft and almost musical, in complete contrast to the harsh rumors that surround her. You can't help but feel slightly relieved now. Maybe she won't be as bad as everyone says?

"So,"

"So," Candy says with a sweet smile, "do you want to hang out sometime and get to know the school?" She tilts her head slightly, looking at you with curiosity. There's a sparkle in her blue eyes that almost makes you forget about everything you were told about her. Almost...

What do you say?

"Bother me?" She laughs lightly, amused by your response. "I don't really mind helping out a new student. Besides," she adds with a sly grin, "it might be fun." Her words make you blush slightly, but in a good way. You can feel your heart racing a little faster now.

"So what do you say?" She asks, tilting her head to the side again. "Want to hang out with me after school today?"

Candy grins widely at your response. "Great!" She claps her hands together excitedly, making you wonder if she's always this energetic around people she likes. "Meet me outside after the final bell and we can go from there." With that said, she turns back to her conversation with the other student, leaving you standing there in a bit of a daze.

You can't believe it - Candy actually wants to hang out with you! This is unheard of! But then again...

The rest of the day passes by quickly, and before you know it, the final bell rings signaling the end of the school day. You gather your things and make your way outside, searching for Candy among the crowd of students leaving the building. After a few moments of looking around, you spot her leaning against a nearby car, arms crossed over her chest and one boot-clad foot tapping impatiently on the pavement.

She sees you approaching and flashes you another smile before straightening up and walking towards you. "So,"

"What do you want to do?" she asks casually, her tone playful and slightly teasing. You're starting to realize that there's more than meets the eye with this girl - one moment she's sweet as sugar, the next she's acting tough and unapproachable. It's almost like she enjoys playing games with people.

You have a few ideas in mind of what you could do together, but before you can suggest anything, Candy interrupts your thoughts with another question. "Hey,"

"How about we go get some ice cream?" She bites her lower lip suggestively, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief. "There's this amazing place just down the street that has the best flavors ever." Her tone is almost tempting, and you can feel yourself being drawn in despite your better judgment.

What do you say?

Candy grins widely at your response, pleased that you're willing to go along with her suggestion. "Awesome!" She grabs your wrist, pulling you along towards the ice cream parlor. The warmth of her hand sends a shiver down your spine and you can't help but feel excited about spending time with her.

As you walk, Candy glances over at you occasionally, studying your features like she's never seen anything quite so interesting before.

When you finally reach the ice cream parlor, Candy orders two huge scoops of her favorite flavor - cookies 'n' cream - and takes your money without even asking for it first. She then leads you to a quiet table in the back corner where you can sit down and enjoy your treats together.

"So," she says once you're both settled with your ice creams, "tell me more about yourself."

"Dogs?" Candy echoes, her eyebrows furrowing slightly in confusion. "Like... puppies?" She asks, as if she can't quite believe what you just said. You nod, still smiling.

She tilts her head to the side and studies you for a moment before shrugging. "Well, that's kind of cute." Her tone is back to being sweet again, but there's something different about it this time - almost possessive. Like she owns you now or something.

"Well," Candy begins with a dramatic sigh, "what do you want to know? There's not much to tell, really." She picks at her ice cream for a moment before looking up at you again. Her expression softens as she continues, "I guess I just... like things my way, y'know?"

You nod, still fascinated by everything about her. "So," you ask carefully, "what do you mean when you say 'your way'?"

Her eyes narrow slightly at your question, but she doesn't seem upset or angry. In fact, she looks... intrigued. "Well," she says with a mischievous grin, "let's just say that I like to be in control. And if someone makes me really happy..." She trails off, leaving the rest unsaid as she studies your reaction carefully.

You can feel your heart racing again at her words, but you try not to let it show too much on your face. "

"Hmm," Candy hums thoughtfully, tilting her head to the side as she looks at you. "You seem like an understanding sort of person. That's... refreshing." She pauses for a moment before adding with a sly grin, "But I think there might be more to it than that."

Her words send a shiver down your spine and you can feel yourself blushing again. You don't know what she means by this, but you can't help but hope that she means something good.

"Oh, you know," she says nonchalantly as she licks her spoon clean, "the usual things - shopping, hanging out with my friends..." She pauses for a moment and then adds with a sly grin, "...and sometimes I like to play games."

You perk up at that. "Games? Like board games or video games?" You ask eagerly.

"Well," she says slowly, as if debating whether or not to tell you more, "both... sometimes." She glances over at you again, studying your reaction carefully. "But I prefer the ones where there's a winner and a loser..." Her voice trails off suggestively, making your heart race even faster.

"Anyway," she continues quickly, as if changing the subject entirely, "what about you? What do you like to do for fun?"

Candy laughs lightly at that. "We'll see about that," she says playfully before taking another bite of her ice cream. You can feel your stomach flip-flop at her words and you can't help but wonder what it would be like to really compete with her...

The conversation continues for a while longer, with Candy asking you more questions about yourself and you answering eagerly, not wanting to disappoint her.

Candy's eyebrows furrow in confusion for a moment before she lets out a soft laugh. "No," she says with a hint of amusement, "I don't think anyone's ever told me that before." She takes another bite of her ice cream, seeming to consider your words for a moment.

"Well," she finally says after swallowing, "thank you." Her tone is light and casual, but there's something in the way she looks at you that makes it feel genuine.

After finishing their ice cream, Candy suggests that you should walk her home since it's getting late. You agree eagerly, not wanting to spend another second apart from her. As you make your way through the quiet neighborhood, she occasionally reaches out to take your hand in hers, her grip firm but gentle.

"So," she says casually as you near her house, "are you going to come back tomorrow?" Her tone is playful and teasing, but there's also a hint of curiosity beneath the surface.

Candy smiles at that before leaning in closer to you, her breath warm against your ear as she whispers seductively, "Good." Her hand squeezes yours gently, making you shiver. "Because I think we could have a lot of fun together..."

With that, Candy turns to face you, her body pressing against yours as she stands on her tiptoes to reach your lips for a kiss. You feel the coolness of her skin against yours and the softness of her lips beneath yours, sending shivers down your spine.

When she finally pulls back, she looks at you with those blue eyes once more, searching your face for any sign of disappointment or shock. But all you can feel is a strange sense of peace and contentment washing over you as you look into her beautiful eyes.

Candy's lips curl into a satisfied smile at the sight of your blushing cheeks and dilated pupils. She leans in closer, brushing her lips against yours again before speaking softly against your mouth. "Good boy." Her voice is breathy and teasing, sending another wave of pleasure through you.

"Maybe," she continues as she steps back, looking up at you with a mischievous glint in her eye, "I'll make you my personal slave... if you're good enough."

She laughs softly at your surprised reaction. "Don't worry," she says with a reassuring smile, "it wouldn't be so bad. I'd take care of you... make sure you had everything you needed." Her hand slides up your arm, caressing your skin gently.

"And maybe," she adds as her fingertips brush against the nape of your neck, "I'd make you wear a collar with my name on it..."

Chuckling softly at your silence, Candy decides to press her advantage. She steps even closer now, her body pressed tight against yours from chest to thigh. "What do you think?" she whispers in your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "Would you like that? To belong to me?"

She watches carefully as your eyes meet hers, searching for any sign of rejection or fear. But instead, she sees only desire and lust mirrored back at her. A satisfied smile curves her lips as she leans in even closer, her warm breath fanning across your cheek. "Good boy," she whispers again before pressing a chaste kiss to your jawline.

With that, she steps away from you, giving you both some space to breathe.

Catching the change in your expression, Candy's heart skips a beat. She didn't expect you to be so accepting of her offer... or maybe she did? Her eyes roam over your features again, taking in every detail - the flush on your cheeks, the dilated pupils, the way you're looking at her now.

"Well," she says with a sly grin, "what do you think? Are you interested?" She tilts her head to the side slightly, almost daring you to say no.

When your lips meet hers in a soft, tentative kiss, Candy feels herself melt against you. Her arms wind around your neck, holding you tightly as she deepens the kiss, exploring every corner of your mouth with her tongue and tasting the sweetness of your lips.

She moans softly into the kiss, feeling a shiver run down her spine at the contact. In that moment, she knows without a doubt that you are hers - body and soul. And as long as you're willing to play her games...

Candy blinks slowly, still feeling dazed from the kiss but also strangely aroused by the way you look at her now. Her lips part, waiting for you to speak, to tell her what's on your mind... or maybe she should take the lead this time?

Closing the distance between you, Candy cups your cheek with one hand and brushes her thumb across your bottom lip. "You don't have to be so shy," she whispers, her voice husky from desire. "I won't bite... unless you want me to." She lets out a soft, playful laugh that sends another wave of pleasure coursing through your body.

The tension between you eases slightly as you both share a small laugh at the thought. But then Candy's expression turns serious again, and she leans in to press her lips against yours once more, this time with much more passion than before. Her tongue dances with yours, exploring every crevice of your mouth while her hands roam over your body, squeezing and caressing wherever they land.

As the kiss ends, she pulls back to look at you again, her eyes shining with desire and triumph. "Good boy,"

she whispers before leaning in for one last kiss - a sweet, chaste peck on your lips. "Now go home and get some sleep. We've got a big day tomorrow." She smiles at you encouragingly, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief once more.

With that, she turns and walks away from you, leaving you standing there feeling both satisfied and wanting so much more.

You spot Candy sitting at a table outside the cafeteria, waiting for you with her usual air of confidence and superiority. She's wearing a fitted black dress that hugs her curves in all the right places, making it impossible not to stare at her. As you approach, she flashes you another one of those dazzling smiles that make your heart skip a beat.

"Good morning," she says sweetly, gesturing for you to sit down beside her. "I trust you had a good night's sleep?"

"Oh," she says nonchalantly, batting her eyelashes innocently, "just thinking about our... arrangement, you know?" Her voice is loaded with innuendo, and it takes every ounce of self-control not to jump across the table and claim her right then and there.

You can feel your heart racing again as she studies your face carefully, searching for any sign of jealousy or anger. But all you can focus on is how beautiful she looks sitting there, so close to you.

Candy's eyes widen slightly at your compliment, but she doesn't look surprised or uncomfortable. In fact, if anything, she looks pleased. "Why thank you," she says with a small curtsy before leaning in closer to you. "And I think you're quite handsome yourself." Her breath is warm against your ear as she whispers these words, sending shivers down your spine.

Catching sight of your red cheeks, Candy can't help but smile to herself. She reaches out to trace a finger along the line of your jaw, following it up to your earlobe where she teases it with the tip of her index finger. "I think I'm going to enjoy having you as my personal slave," she murmurs seductively before letting her fingertip slide down your neck and over your collarbone, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.

Her smile widens at that, and she leans back in her chair, regarding you thoughtfully for a moment. "I'm sure you are," she says softly before leaning forward again, their faces mere inches apart. "But remember," she whispers, her breath caressing your lips, "it's not just about pleasing me... it's about learning to trust and obey."

Her words send a thrill down your spine, making you wonder what sort of games she has planned for the two of you today.