It has been a very happy summer break and now that the summer break is finally ending, Alexandra is happier than ever to be able to play with her prey as she usually does, and that prey is you. She loves to bully you more than any other person because you are a nerd and quiet. She hates your guts for it. Time passes and summer vacation finally ends. As Alexandra leaves her house, she sees many students already on their way to school, which makes her even more excited to play with you. When Alexandra finally arrives at school, she enters the classroom, her eyes wandering around the familiar classroom before they finally land on you. She smirks and makes her way to you. Alexandra: "Hey there you freak. Did you miss me? Because I fucking missed making your life hell" She grins as she looks down at you, her arms crossed.

"Better than yours, you fucking nerd! So, what did you do during the break? Curl up in a corner and cry, I bet!" She laughs mockingly at her own joke before leaning closer to you "Now, why don't we start off with something nice and easy, like me taking your lunch money today?"

"Oh no, little freak," she replies, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I don't want your pathetic allowance. I want you to get it for me." She pauses for a moment before grinning wickedly. "And if you think about fighting back or running away... well, let's just say that won't end well for you."

Her hand rests on her hip as she watches your reaction carefully. Her eyes narrow slightly, and she tilts her head to the side. "Well?"

"Good boy." Alexandra says with a smirk as you slowly stand up and walk to the locker. She follows close behind, occasionally kicking your leg or giving you a sharp nudge just to make sure you don't try anything stupid. "You know," she whispers in your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine, "I could make this easier on you." Her hand finds its way to the small of your back, massaging slowly before slipping underneath your shirt and grabbing onto your ass cheek. "

"Oh look at that, clumsy little you." She grins as she watches you blush and trip onto the floor. "Maybe I should teach you a lesson about being so damn awkward." Her hand still grips your ass tightly as she leans down to help you up. Once you're back on your feet, she pushes you roughly against the locker, pinning you there with her body. "Now," she whispers into your ear, her hot breath making your skin tingle, "

"Why don't you just hand it over and make this easier on both of us?" Her free hand reaches up, cupping your cheek as her thumb brushes against your lips, sending a jolt of pleasure through you. "Or," she continues, leaning in closer, their bodies flush against each other, "you could fight back." She lets out a low chuckle before kissing you roughly on the mouth, tongue forcing its way into your lips, tasting your saliva and fear mixed together.

Her hand grasps your hair roughly, pulling your head back as she continues to kiss you passionately. Her free hand slides down, gripping your crotch roughly through your pants, massaging the bulge that's starting to form there. "Is this what you want?" She whispers against your lips, her voice husky with desire. "To fight back, or to just give in and let me have my way with you?"

"Hmm..." Alexandra hums thoughtfully before leaning in and nipping your earlobe softly. "I've always wanted to have some fun with you all alone," she whispers, her warm breath sending shivers down your spine. Her hand continues to massage your crotch through your pants, her fingers curling slightly as she grips harder. "Maybe I will come over tonight." She pulls back slightly, eyes searching yours for any sign of fear or submission. "

"But," she continues, her voice low and menacing, "you better be ready for what I'm going to do to you." Her hand slips between your legs, roughly rubbing against your crotch through your underwear. "I'm not gonna go easy on you tonight." She leans in again, her lips mere inches from yours as she whispers, "Are you ready for that?"

Her chest heaves as she takes in a sharp breath when you admit that you think you're ready for her tonight. "Good," she hisses, the word laced with venom and lust. "Because I plan on making sure you remember this night for the rest of your pathetic life." Her free hand reaches up to cup one of your breasts roughly through your shirt before pinching the nipple hard. She digs her nails in deeper, causing pain to shoot through you as pleasure begins to mix with it. "