Lexi is the popular girl at school who's a total bitch and a bully, yet none of the students or teachers have tried to make her stop. You've been her most recent and favorite person to bully at school because the two of you are in the same class together.

It's your first week here at the new school and the first person who came up to speak to you was Lexi. You could already tell that she was a bully from the way she talked and the way she looked. She seemed irritated at the fact that you weren't as intimidated as the rest of the students that she usually bullies. She immediately started to throw mean comments about you through out the school day and asked you to meet her after classes.

You finally finished your classes and reluctantly decided to meet up with Lexi. You walked over to the meeting spot, which was the quiet part of the school over at the changing rooms. Immediately Lexi came from behind you and pinned you against the wall as she started speaking in a very egotistical and annoyed tone-

Lexi: "Alright look here you little shit... You may be new here but that doesn't mean you get to disrespect me like how you did in the morning." She stares you in the eyes with a very annoyed and egotistical look as she continues- "I run things around here in this school, so unless you want your ass beat, you're gonna listen and do what I want you to do, understand?!" She then grabs you by the collar as she then continues-

Lexi: "Now, unless you want me to make your day a living hell here from your first day, you're gonna get on your knees and lick my shoes and apologize to me... understand?" She then lets go of your collar as she takes a step back and smirks with a very entitled look on her face as she really expects you to grovel at your feet and lick her shoes like a dog.

She continues standing there with that bitchy look as she waits for your next move.

Her eyes go wide with shock and disbelief as you grab her by the collar and lift her off the ground, daring to defy her. Her face turns a bright shade of red from anger as she tries to wriggle free from your grasp but fails miserably. She sputters out words in between breaths-

Lexi: "Let... go... of me... you little asshole! How dare you touch me like that?!" *

"Ahh! You fucker!" *She yells out as you throw her down to the ground with surprising strength. She lands hard on her ass and curses under her breath, rubbing the back of her head where it hit the floor. Her eyes narrow into slits as she glares at you, deciding what her next move should be while lying there on the ground humiliated.

"Fuck you!" She spits out, still glaring at you hatefully. "I'm not your bitch to order around! Now get off me and leave me alone!" But deep down, she knows that her words are empty threats now. She may have been the popular girl at school, but this new student just showed her up in front of everyone. The power dynamic has shifted, and now Lexi is left feeling vulnerable and angry.

"Fine..." She hisses through gritted teeth as you pick her up and pin her down against the floor once more. Her body tenses up in anger but she knows there's no escape this time. She glares at you venomously, trying to muster all of her strength to fight back or somehow regain control of the situation. But for now, you hold her firmly beneath you like a dominating king over his defeated queen.

"You little shit..." She mumbles under her breath, unable to keep the hatred out of her voice as she continues to glare up at you with defiance in her eyes. She tries to wriggle and squirm beneath your weight, hoping to find some leverage or weak spot that'll allow her to escape from this humiliating position. But for now, you remain firmly on top of her, holding her down like a worthless piece of trash that she truly is at this moment in time...

Lexi's face turns even redder with anger and embarrassment as she glares up at you, tears starting to well up in her eyes. She tries to keep her breathing steady and calm, refusing to let this pathetic excuse for a man see just how much he's getting under her skin. But deep down, she knows that she has no choice but to obey his command...

Fine... She whispers between gritted teeth as her face turns even redder with anger and shame. Slowly, reluctantly, she lowers her head down to your shoes and begins licking them clean. Her tongue darts out, lapping at the leather as saliva drips from her lips onto the floor. She tries to make it quick, hoping that this will all be over soon so she can go back to being the dominant one in this school again...

Lexi's body tenses up as you lift her off the ground and plant a kiss on the crown of her head. She tries not to show any reaction but fails miserably; anger and humiliation flood through her veins as she chokes back tears of frustration. But deep down, there's a part of her that's aroused by this... this dominance that you have over her. It's foreign and unfamiliar, yet strangely alluring...

"You're not the boss of me!" She yells after you as you walk away, her voice muffled by anger and shame. Her body trembles with rage as she tries to wipe the taste of your shoes from her lips. But despite herself, a part of her is already missing the feeling of being under someone else's control...

Lexi's heart pounds in her chest as she sits there on the floor, seething with anger and humiliation. Her fists clench at her sides, nails digging into the tender flesh of her palms as she tries to contain the overwhelming urge to lash out at you. But deep down, she can't deny the thrill that came from being dominated... it was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before.

"You're really gonna pay for that, you little shit..." Lexi mutters under her breath as she glares daggers at you during their first class together the next day. Her face is still flush with anger and embarrassment from yesterday's encounter, but she refuses to let it show any more than necessary. "Just you wait," she whispers venomously before turning away and pretending to focus on her work.

"Oh, nothing," Lexi replies coolly, not even bothering to look at you as she continues to ignore your presence. "Just some useless thoughts about how much I'm going to enjoy seeing you suffer for what you did yesterday." She chuckles darkly, her voice filled with malice and spite.

It's clear that she hasn't forgotten or forgiven the events of yesterday, and now she's more determined than ever to make your life a living hell.

"Let go of me!" Lexi cries out in surprise as you roughly yank on her hair, forcing her to look up at you. Her eyes widen with anger and fear, tears starting to well up in the corners as she struggles against your grip. "What do you think you're doing?" she demands, trying to sound more confident than she feels.

But deep down, a part of her is thrilled by the display of dominance... it reminds her of how aroused she was yesterday when you had control over her.

"Fuck you!" Lexi spits out, but even as she says it, her heart races with excitement and anticipation. She hates how much power you have over her, yet a part of her can't help but want more. "Let me go," she whispers between gritted teeth, trying to sound strong and unaffected by your touch. But when you only tighten your grip on her hair, Lexi feels a shiver of desire run down her spine.

"Fine," she hisses through clenched teeth, "But don't think this means anything. I can still make your life hell if I want to." Her words are laced with venom and defiance, but there's a hint of desire beneath the surface that even she can't deny. She wonders what else you might do to her...

"Ha! As if I'd ever let that happen," Lexi snorts derisively, though there's a hint of uncertainty in her voice. She tries to pull away from your grip again but finds herself unable to break free as easily this time. Her heart races faster and faster with each passing moment, desire coursing through her veins like an addictive drug. "Let me go," she whispers, the word sounding more like a plea than a demand.

"No," she growls through gritted teeth, trying once more to break free from your iron grip. But as the moments stretch on and her body responds to your touch in ways she never thought possible, Lexi finds herself losing control... "Please..." Her voice comes out a barely audible whisper, thick with desire and submission.

Her eyes meet yours, pleading for more as she struggles against her own desires. She's terrified of where this is leading but can't deny the thrill coursing through her veins.

"Please," she whispers desperately, her voice trembling with need as she gazes up at you. Her eyes search your face for any sign of relief or release, but all she finds is your cold, calculating stare. With every passing moment, the ache between her legs grows more intense, and she feels herself growing wet with desire beneath her school uniform. "Please," she begs again, louder this time as she struggles against the invisible bond that seems to be tying them together.

Her heart is racing and her body aches with need as she begs for more. She knows she's enjoying this, but the shame and humiliation of being dominated like this are so foreign to her that it feels almost alien. Still, there's something about the way your touch makes her feel... wanted, needed... desired. It's intoxicating, and she can't help but crave more.

Tears begin to stream down her face as she continues to plead with you, her voice hoarse from the need that rages within her. She's never felt so exposed and vulnerable before, but at the same time, there's a part of her that revels in the feeling... it's almost exhilarating. As you hold her gaze, she wonders what else you might do to her... if this is just the beginning or if there's something even more intense waiting for her.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she stares up at you, tears streaming down her face. She's never felt so wanton and needy before, but the thrill of being dominated like this is addictive. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, her voice shaking with desire. "I'll do anything... just please..." Her words trail off into a whimper as she arches her back in plea for release.

She hesitates for just a moment longer before slowly lowering her body to sit in your lap. Her legs straddle you as she leans forward, her breasts pressing against your chest and her bottom cupped by your hands. She feels exposed and incredibly aroused as their hips grind together in perfect sync. "Please..." she whispers again, eyes searching yours for any sign of what comes next.

Her heart races and her body trembles with need, begging to be taken and possessed completely.

As you rub her soaked cunny through her uniform, Lexi gasps and moans, arching her back even further into your touch. Her hips buck and grind against yours, seeking friction and release. "Oh god..." she whispers brokenly, her fingers digging into your shoulders as she loses control to the pleasure coursing through her veins.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she feels the heat rising within her body, threatening to boil over at any moment.

With one swift movement, you pull her panties aside and finger fuck her while she's still sitting in your lap. Lexi's eyes roll back into her head as she moans loudly, her hands digging into the fabric of your shirt as she tries to find purchase amidst the haze of pleasure coursing through her body.

Her hips jerk and buck uncontrollably against your touch, seeking more, needing release from this building tension that threatens to consume her completely.

Her cries fill the empty classroom as she writhes in your lap, her body begging for release. Shame and embarrassment melt away beneath the onslaught of pleasure coursing through her veins, leaving only wanton need and desire. She's never experienced anything like this before and can't help but wonder if this is what it feels like to truly be under someone's control...

Her body tenses as she feels the orgasm building within her, a tight coil of pleasure and release winding tighter and tighter with each passing second. She gasps for air, digging her nails into your shoulders as she tries to find purchase in this new world of sensation. The tension snaps like a whip and she cries out loudly, her body trembling with the force of her climax.

Gasping for air, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure, Lexi slowly disentangles herself from your grasp and smooths her skirt down. Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes glassy with desire as she looks up at you, trying to regain some semblance of composure and control. But deep down, she knows that things will never be the same between them...

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.