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Jake stood at the top of the bleachers watching the cheerleaders practice. He liked watching them, he always like watching them. Why wouldn't he? The hottest girls in school, dancing, flipping, and shaking themselves about, what was not to love? He liked that he was free to stand and watch them blatantly.

The head cheerleader was his sex toy. Kimberly Prescott had been a naughty girl, a very naughty girl indeed. On the outside she was living the dream. She was pretty, very pretty, no, pretty wasn't a strong enough word. Hot. Somehow not even hot was enough. Still it would have to do, Kimberly was stunningly hot. She was a fantastic dancer and thus easily became the head cheerleader once she hit her senior year.

She had book smarts too. Scoring incredibly well on most tests, including the SAT's. This meant that not only did she have a great dream of a high school life, but she would also have the opportunity to go to any college she wanted. From there, the world would become her oyster.

Which begs the question, why was she stuck being little more than Jake Ryan's personal sexual servant. This goddess forced into servitude to be a personal cum dumpster for the biggest loser in school?

The answer is simple. Kimberly's life is one big lie.

The story is a little more complicated.

Jake was never the guy that the girls fought to talk too. In fact Jake was the guy that girls at school barely knew existed. He wasn't bullied by others, he wasn't much of anything. Jake kept to himself most of the time, reading or writing or what have you, as a result he was just....there. for most kids in school, Jake was little more than a lawn ornament. You could look at him, but otherwise you ignore him.

He hated it.

Yet he was too afraid of stepping out of his shell into a playground of insults, bullilying, and terrible other high school shit. He convinced himself that college would be better so he just focused on the future.

So how did he end up the sexual master for the hottest piece of ass in class?

It all started six weeks ago. Jake was preparing for an upcoming Art project. He was wandering around the campus, filming groups of students from afar for B-Roll on his project about cliques.

It was when Jake was walking around the back of the school building, when he heard odd thumping coming from a nearby classroom window. He tore his view from the camera and looked around, wondering what the fuck he was hearing. Jake looked around and gasped as he saw the bare back of a woman, against a nearby window. As he watched in awe, he brought the camera up to film this. Getting footage of two teachers fucking would be incredibly powerful.

Then the girl was turned around and Jake jumped back in shock. It wasn't a teacher getting drilled. It was teacher doing the drilling, but the girl was none other than Kimberly Prescott. He couldn't believe that this was happening. He raised the camera and filmed the entire act.

As Jake stood on the bleachers waiting for practice to finish he smiled to himself. He never thought he would stumble upon a teacher fucking the shit out of a student, let alone Kimberly of all the girls on campus. Jake looked around and then pointed his camera toward the window into his golden ticket.

It was glorious blackmail. First he had used his little movie to make sure than he no longer needed to do school work. Mr. Clark, the student fucker, turned bright red as Jake played for him little clips of his recording.

Honestly Jake only wanted the grades, but the way it had been so easy to get what he wanted from Mr. Clark, he wondered what he could get from Kimberly. Jake knew that Kimberly was the kind of girl that was so far out of his league, he could never hope to get anything more than a "hello" from a woman so stunningly sexy.

But with a little blackmail...who knew what he could get Kimberly to do.

Now Jake watched Kimberly shake and move down on the field. She was incredibly beautiful, sexy, everything any guy could want. Now she belonged to him.
 
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Every school has one and everyone remembers her. It’s the girl who everyone knows will be the prom queen when her prom is up long before the votes are in and the one everyone always seeks out first when they decide to create or revisit an old facebook account. The hottest girl in school, not pretty or attractive; Sizzling hot. Kimberly Prescott certainly fit that archetype. She was the girl whom any boy, and several girls actually, would kill to date but hardly any of them dared to walk up to her and ask. Kimberly was the combination of the incredibly hot girl next door and an underwear model possessing all the features one would want in a girl like that; perfectly shaped legs, a slender waist, a little weight on top, a beautiful symmetrical face and hair that surely befit a shampoo commercial. The American dream, and she realized it too.

One would automatically assume this girl to be dating the quarterback, Jeff Gibbons, and together they’d make up the schools’ most likely to succeed couple. Both hot, both popular, everyone wanted to be with them, everybody wanted to be them. Though, the truth was that she wasn’t dating that knucklehead. She was too good for him. Sure, she was friends with him and many guys like him with whom she spoke to. The rumors will continue on but she was least bothered to shine some lights upon it.


Apart from an occasional zit or being unable to decide what to wear, Kimberly’s major concern was her grades. Rather than spending time in the library, she was far more engaged with her social life and the people surrounding that which after some time showed a gradual drop in her grade average. As a matter of fact, if she would continue down this road, she would end up in some community college. Her dream of attending an Ivy League college would be over. She indeed was a bright girl and when it came to studying for her SATs, she studied her ass off and she did really well. It was end of junior year and now, the beginning of her senior year, she had started to slack off since she felt untouchable. Until, Mr. Clark literally failed her in her last exam.

With a failed grade in any of her classes, she would have to sit out of cheerleading and that mean giving up her throne, her crown. She would never. She’d worked too hard to get where she was. Looking around her, every girl wanted to be Kimberly. If she’d stepped down willingly or forcefully, another girl, probably her best friend, would snatch her seat. She couldn’t have that and so, she’d tried to speak to Mr. Clark on one too many occasions. When everything failed, she decided to kind of flirt with him. When he responded positively, she had no other way out until she let him fuck her. She let him live his fantasy and she learned that during their sexual intercourse that his hatred towards her wasn’t really hatred but he had hots for her. She was just glad to work it out with him. He did promise her an A grade at the end of the year and she was all smiles.

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It wasn’t easy flirting with the man. She had to really lower her standards but she told herself it was for better. She’d heard of stories how girls get their way out of a situation and this was some situation. She could see no way out as it threatened her cheerleading and her fame. She would have taken some other way out if there was one. According to her, it was one class down and rest, she was doing decently. It wasn’t all that bad and she could come back from Cs she received in few. A week after her escapade with Mr. Clark, she was up and about her routine, practicing cheer routine with her girls when they decided to call it a day. Like any other day or time of the year, Jake was nonexistent to her. The girls wanted to continue to practice since they were still weak in the routine but Kim was done for the day. So, she went ahead to the girl’s locker room to change and when she was done, she made her way to the student lockers in the hallway to get few of her books and pick up her book bag. She was dressed in a black thank top and a flowery skirt that came below her mid thighs level. Just as she was pulling out her bag, she saw a note that wasn’t hers. It had a message in it, asking her to meet somewhere and it was regarding Mr. Clark. Instantly, she grew impatient and looked around to see who had dropped the note in her locker. Was it Mr. Clark? It had to be. She did make her way to the spot, being a bit skeptical about it but she was curious to see what this was about.
 
Jake sat in his bedroom watching the footage he captured of Kimberly with Mr. Clark. There was no doubting what they were doing, and Jake found himself saddened by it all. He thought Kimberly was above this, he thought she was perfect. Instead she was just a pretty slut. Though it bothered him, Jake watched the footage over and over. He even printed out still photos of key moments in the video.

As he watched this film, an idea started to form in his mind. If Kimberly would fuck Mr. Clark, the sloppy basted that he was, then surely Kimberly would fuck Jake too. Of course Jake wasn't stupid. He knew that Kimberly had to be taking the cock for a reason. So if Jake wanted Kimberly, then he would have to give her a reason. As he thumbed through the photos he realized that he had a pretty good reason right in his hands.

He smiled.

After much thought about the situation Jake decided to leave a note for Kimberly. He wrote:

Kimberly, I know your secret. I know Mr. Clark's secret too. Secrets are meant to be kept, and I'll keep yours if you meet with me after your practice. I'll be in Balboa park. If you don't show by 5pm, the secret will be out.

He didn't like the wording, but it seemed dark enough and warning enough that he figured she would show. During the cheerleader practice Jake snuck into the locker room, and slippEd the note into her locker.

At five, Jake was in the middle of the empty park, sitting on a big wooden picnic table munching on a bag of peanuts. He cracked the shells and flicked them to the grass. He tired to hide how nervous he was, after all he was about to commit a crime. But a girl like Kimberly would never talk to him otherwise. Hell she probably would know who the fuck he was when she walked up to him.

He looked pretty scary too. Black jeans, black Slipknot shirt, and a black Jean jacket, he was metal as fuck right now. His long light brown hair hung somewhat over his face. He wasn't very approachable, but maybe she would take him seriously because of it.

Shortly after five, he saw her. He smiled and shifted his weight to tuck the bag of peanuts aside. His fingers reached into his pocket to pull out a couple of photos he had printed from the video.

"You....have been a very bad girl haven't you?" He asked her, letting his eyes roam over her body. God she was like walking example of female perfection. It brought a tremble to his body.
 
For him, it has been an easy week. The class she was facing difficulties in, Mr. Clark’s class, it’s been taken care of now. She could skip the whole year of his class and still come out with an A. Though, it was always hard to skip classes in high school and since it was only the beginning of the year, she wasn’t going to try anything fishy. Besides, she knew better to get good grades in able to attend the college she really wants to attend. It had the best cheerleading team in the states.

Little did she knew that there was someone who was hatching a plan against her. She didn’t want to do what she did with Mr. Clark. She wouldn’t even look at him but it was important that the grades in his class does not interfere with her cheerleading routines. As was the rule with football players, even the cheerleaders had to maintain a point grade average.

It was exhausting due to humidity outside and she called it a day. To her surprise, the note that was left in her locker actually stunned her. Her heart also skipped a beat. She wondered who it was that knew her secret. Was it Mr. Clark who was trying to bother her this way? She cursed him in the back of her mind. Then it occurred to her that it can’t be Mr. Clark. He had a lot to lose by pulling off a stunt like this because it was his ass on the line too.

She had made sure that there were only them two in the classroom. She could swear that no one else was there as it was late after school and everyone had left that day. There were no cars in the parking lot by the time she left. Though, she really had no option but to actually go to the Balboa Park to see what this was about and who dared to pull a stunt like this. Most importantly, what did they know? Though, knowing such an information didn’t mean anything and she had covered all her steps so she was sure whoever this was, they were just out of their minds. Words and claims didn’t mean anything.

She quickly stuff her books into her bag, including the note. She could feel her heart race in her chest as she made her way to her car, looking around as she was a bit paranoid now. She jumped into her fancy little car and drove quickly to the park. She was indeed short on time and wanted to be there on time. Regardless of it all, she arrived there a little after 5 and it was funny how she walked further into the park and saw that no one was there.

She saw someone sitting on the bench and she decided to walk towards it. She wouldn’t strike a conversation but just pass by as she couldn’t be sure who had written this note to her and what sort of proof they had. Hesitantly, she slowed her pace and just as she was planning to walk past the bench, she heard him speak. What he said to her made her realize that he was the guy who had left the note in her locker. She wouldn’t sit with him, no. She was too good for him and she could recall his face being seen before, in high school. She just didn’t know who he was. “Excuse me? Who are you? What’s this about?” She said as she lingered in the front of the bench, thinking it will be a small conversation and she’d be out of there.
 
Jake had gone over this conversation in his head, over and over again. He wanted to come up with something that would make her his for the entire year. After all, he had her and her teacher by the fucking balls right? Pictures and video of the sinful act. Mr. Clark would surely be fucked by the stuff that Jake had captured. He would lose his job and probably get arrested, though Kimberly was 18 so technically it wasn't illegal.

Kimberly would be screwed but in a different way. Her reputation would be trash, and it would probably see her kicked off her little cheerleading thing she did. She would no longer be the school queen, she would be the school slut. Any hopes of getting into a good college would be trashed as well and no serious college would risk having someone that might fuck one of the teachers.

Jake cleared his throat and reached into his pocket to take one of the pictures out. "Kimberly you know me. I mean you probably don't know my name because why would a girl like you ever take the time to even look at a guy like me?" Jake asked in a dark tone.

Then he shrugged, "Doesn't matter now. You will know me very well soon enough. Tell me, do you recognize the people in this picture?" He asked her, turned a photo towards her that showed Mr. Clark clearly fucking her doggy style.

He stayed calm as he watched her reaction to the image. He wanted to burst and scream that he had her now, but resisted that because he felt like it would be more fun to watch her burn slowly. Ms. Perfect, Ms. Prom Queen, soon she would be nothing but his personal toy. His to do whatever he wanted with. He couldn't wait.
 
Kim had no idea that today was the day that would change the rest of her year. Having no idea what to expect from this meeting, she did eagerly made her way to the park. The only thing that played in her head was who it was that had left her the note and on what proof did they have?

Upon seeing a young guy, she knew he was from the same school. His distinctive long hair and her face had sort of reminded her that she had seen him around in the school. Hearing him clear his throat as he reached into his pocket, she curiously looked at him to see what he was fishing out.

“I do? Sorry…” she said and nodded as he spoke, telling her that she probably didn’t know his name. He was right. She had no idea who this guy was and it was obvious that he didn’t like her from the way he spoke to her. Just from the looks, she would agree with him. Why would she ever want to know a guy like him? That was exactly why she didn’t know him.

She took a step towards the bench as he turned the picture upside down, it showing Mr. Clark and her in an awkward position. Their face clearly visible as it couldn’t have been faked and she quickly learned that he had something on her that would ruin her.

She could stand there and lie, argue that the girl in the picture isn’t her but she knew he wouldn’t believe it. “I have money I can offer you.” She said quickly as she was his father’s daughter and every problem had a solution, money. She didn’t ask him where he got it because it was obviously through the window, the angle seemed right. He must have been the peeping tom. “What is it you want? I can make it happen for you…just name your price.” If he'd expected her to freak out, he had it wrong. She wasn't your every day average girl. She was strong, solid and confident.
 
Jake grinned as he flicked the picture towards her, it didn't matter if she took it or let it fall to the floor, he had ways to create countless more onlff several copies of the video he had made. "Price!" He cried. "Oh I have a price Kimberly." He chuckled wickedly. "Unfortunately for you, it isn't a price you can pay with money, oh no I'm afraid not."

Jake had many fantasies about this very moment as he set this up over the past couple of days. He thought of many different things, but ultimately only one option truly tickled him. On the way to the park he had picked up a spiked collar from a nearby pet store. That was to be his price, Kimberly was going to become his pet.

He fished around in his pocket and pulled out the spiked collar, how fitting that it was a heavy metal looking collar. He let the collar dangle from his finger as he held it before her.

"My price, is you. I want you to be my pet for the rest of the school year. My personal....plaything." He smirked and let his eyes roam over her body. "Everyday you are to come over and sneak into my room for the evening. Once there you will let me do to you as I wish." He held up a finger to keep from speaking. "If thay sloppy fuck Mr. Clark was good enough for you to fuck. Then you should enjoy me, I'd like to think I am at least a little better looking."

He laughed, "Now now. Don't think I am being completely bastardly. I do not want to interfere with your duties. You are free to do all your cheerleading practices and school activities. There may even be days in which I will permit you to go out with your friends....if you keep me happy. And don't think you are just going to be me personal cum dumpsterling either. No Kimberly I don't want....just that...you and I will sleep together, play video games together, even do our homework. It won't always be about sex, though I can demand it at anytime."

He waved the collar in front of her face. "That Kimberly...is my price." He smiled. "You have one chance to accept it. Take this collar and put it on, or face the Consequences of that video going very very public." He sighed. "What do you say?"
 
The picture he flicked at her almost slipped off the table but she caught it in time. She already caught a glimpse of it by the time it flew towards her and it felt as if air had been stuck in her throat. She couldn’t breathe air in or out as she stood there for a few seconds at first. She did give think of a way out and suggested, being pretty sure that he would bite considering how rich she was.

Though, the way he replied back had her worried once again. Though, if she was fucking some kid from the school, she wouldn’t be worried as much as she was worried now, since it was one of the teacher. She wasn’t betting on Mr. Clark on biting on the bait. She initially had started to flirt with him, thinking some flirting with him would earn her some nice grades. But, things had taken its own course as she saw in his eyes that just flirting wasn’t enough and he wanted more. He’s in his late 30s and he’s not that bad looking of a guy either. No harm done…until now.

She told herself that it would be the first and last time she ever did something like that with him or any other guy who was as old as Mr. Clark. Jake made it cleared to her that money wasn’t what he was looking for. She didn’t know what else she could offer because it’s not like she was some nerd that would promise him all A’s in his classes.

When he fished out something from his pocked, she was expecting another picture of her in the lewd act. But, she was a little surprised when he pulled out what looked like a spiked collar. Now, collars were for dogs and pets. She didn’t quite understand at first but when he spoke, it became clear as to what the collar was for.

She frowned at him, “You must be out of your fucking mind.” She cussed at him and in the manner he spoke to her. “It’s good to dream of this…what was your name? Never mind…who cares.” She said and continued, “Why don’t you go get a puppy if you are so keen on getting a pet.” She almost smirked and grinned at him, “Sex? Sorry but I have no interest in you. Like I said, I can offer you money…loads of it.” She counter proposed and gave him a one look over before turning around to almost walk away. It was clear that he had pictures and that, she can argue it’s photoshopped. Though, she just froze still when she heard him mention a video.

She wasn’t expecting him to have a video of them and that too, he threatened her to make it public. She stood there with her back facing him and a few moments later, she turned around, “How do I know you are not bsing…?” She asked him curiously as she turned back around, standing a little far away now.
 
Jake smirked as she tried to walk away. Clearly she was trying to act though, yet she had easily offered him cash to resolve things. There was something to her offer. She knew she was caught and yet his actual proposal wasn't something she would accept so easily. Therefore he needed the video. He needed to prove to her that what he had was ironclad. She was fucked and there wasn't shit she could do about it other than exactly what he told her.

Well, she could easily let him show the video to the world but that would ruin her life. This way she was only going to have a bad nine months. Small price to pay to live you the rest of her life getting away with shit like this.

"Proof? You want proof? Well all you had to do was ask." He put the collar in his mouth to hold it as he dug out his smartphone. With a couple of taps on the screen he loaded his mobile copy of the video.

He turned the screen toward her as the video of Mr. Clark fucking her from behind played. You could see both of them perfectly through the window. Kimberly's face twisted with a strange kind of faux pleasure, as if she was fake moaning just to encourage the middle aged man giving her the dick.

Jake put the phone away as the look on Kimberly's face turned cold and pale. "Now all I need to do is tap a button and BAM! I link thay video on the entire school's Facebook and Twitter. Couple more taps and that video will be on Porn hub and Youjizz. Unless...." He held up the collar for her to take it from him and wiggled his eyebrows.

"Look at it this way. You will be my pet for...nine months. During that time I will let you go about all your business and keep your diety secret. Nine months of payment or ruin your whole life all at once." Jake shrugged. "Up to you Kimberly."
 
She was keen on leaving him behind as she almost turned on her heels after deciding not to take this bullshit. She was above him and that alone was enough for her to not pay him the attention he wanted from her. She didn’t understand the depth of the situation just yet.

When he pulled his phone out of his pocket, she grew curious as she turned back again, hearing him speak so confidently as if he had all the proof to nail her. And that, he did. She saw it with her naked eyes, her eyeballs literally popping out as her breathing became a bit raspier watching herself in the video. A picture could be faked but not a full video. She wanted to take his phone and slam it on the table to break it in attempt to destroy the evidence. Though, he was quick in retracting his phone and besides, he was smart enough to actually have main copies hidden somewhere.

She was growing not only impatient but also angry…not at him but herself for allowing Mr. Clark to pull this stunt off that had gotten her into this trouble. She couldn’t help but leap towards the table, “You can’t show this to anyone.” She said as if threatening him despite not being in a position.

Though, she would threaten him, it was also some sort of a deal she was agreeing to. “You won’t…..do that.” She said and slowly added, calculating risks versus benefits of going against him or doing what he asked. What he said clearly made sense; she could either go about this 9 months with him or she could suffer her whole life. It was certainly bring shame to her rich parents who had a good reputation to maintain.

What he said, it made all the sense and she was tipping towards taking his deal. “You won’t do anything with the video. I will do whatever you ask….” She had to make sure to add the duration as well so they were on same page, “…for next 9 months. Then you have to give me the video back.” She had no idea how things would change her in next 9 months but it seemed good enough for him. She did look at him furiously and having no other way out of this, she stared at the collar that he was holding, “And this, this is not my style. I need something that’s a bit more fancy.” She said as she didn’t want people to question when she turned goth chick? She had all the money in the world and if he wanted to get a better looking collar, he can simply ask her. Even better, she thought to herself, “I can go pick my own….” She demanded, not request him. Though, she didn’t put it on as they were bargaining a few things out.
 
Jake felt excited as she resigned herself to her fate. Her fate as his personal toy. She rejected the collar and demanded she get to wear her own. He looked at her and then back to the collar, "But I thought this one was cool." He sounded almost sad by her refusal to wear it. But Jake shrugged and pulled the collar away. "I want to show you that this is not going to be abusive and terrible for you. So yes, you can pick your own. And I don't care if you wear it all the time, I just want you to wear it with me."

He smiled and clapped his hands. "Now we start tonight." He reached how and gave her a piece of paper. On it he had his address and cell phone number. "Go home, shower and clean yourself up. Then find something sexy to wear. I want you at my house in ninety minutes." He spread his hands and raised his eyebrows, "Should be easy enough right?"

He reached out a cupped his hand against her cheek, giving her a warning look from pulling away. He caressed her soft skin gently and trembled at how good her skin felt. She was so perfect it was crazy. God he couldn't wait to break her.

"Go now." He told her and sat back down on the bench to finish his bag of peanuts.

Jake spent a good few minutes thinking about what he was doing, plotting and planning. He decided that he was going to try and break her. Kimberly could think this was going to be just a 9 month ordeal, but Jake was going to try his best to make her need him and want him. She was going to be trained to be his personal playmate. She was going to love serving him, being his toy, that she will never leave him.

Kimberly was his now. So long as he took care with her, she could be bent so far over to his will that it would take a hospital rehabilitation to make her get over him.

Jake was begining to think he was a Bond villian.

After a while he threw away his trash and headed home. Kimberly would be there soon, he had to be ready.
 
Kim tried very hard to fight this off even though she didn’t show it on her face. She knew she had to try everything she could before agreeing to what he was saying. She saw it exactly how he painted it for her. 9 torturing months to her whole life and reputation ruined. The former option seemed much better to her and it was exactly what he wanted her to see.

She shrugged her shoulders and added, “I guess it’s okay but I like to see if there are any other options. Although…” She said as she listened to him tell her she can only opt in to put it on when she’s around him. “…it should be okay since I am going to be only wearing it around you. In that case, it will be easier if you just keep it with you.” She said as she didn’t want to forget it every time, having not used to this. Since, it was his request, he ought to keep it and not her.

She saw how excited this had made him as he stood up and passed off a piece of paper. She looked at it and knew what it was. She was surprised that he wanted to start as of today…though, she had no idea what they were starting. Well, she did know what and that involved him enjoying her. The idea disgusted her so much but she couldn’t do anything about it. She also knew how almost every boy at school had fantasized about her. He was just another.

“Ninety minutes?” She shook her head no, “I can’t leave in the evening. I mean I have to wait for my parents to go to sleep because there’s no way they would let me go somewhere at 8 or even 9.” She told him as she was allowed to be out before 7 but after that, without any reason, she couldn’t be out. Watching him cup her cheeks, she almost pulled back, finding it odd to have him touch her like that and once they’d resolve everything, she would gladly leave the park.

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She was indeed itching to walk away from him and when she did, she was much relieved than she’d imagined. Though, as the evening went on, she grew impatient and nervous. She didn’t know what she was going to do if this was going to be every day? Every day? She can sneak out every day. For tonight, she waited until her parents were asleep. She even went ahead to their room to tell them at 8:30 that she was going to go to bed. She usually locked her room and they didn’t bother her in the morning either. If done right, she wouldn’t get in trouble at all.

She did remember that he asked her to wear something sexy but she wasn’t going to escalate his behavior by doing such a thing. Besides, it was late night and who cared. She was dressed in her night shorts and full sleeve Tee. She snuck out through her window and put on her flip flops. She carefully made her way off the property and having remembered to park her car on the street instead of her driveway, she was able to easily escape. Once she reached his place, she texted him, not knowing if he was going to come out or if she was going to walk through his main door. “I am here….” She wrote to him.
 
The minutes were agonizing as he waited and waited for her to arrive. He had conceded that she could wait until her parents thought she was in for the night before coming over, but that simply made his wait longer. Nothing he did could settle him down and he found himself pacing. Finally he resolved himself to cleaning his room, picking up and putting away anything not in use.

He changed his linens and folded his laundry. He sprayed Fabreeze on his bedspread so that she would have a nice clean place to spend the night with him.

It killed the time. Too much time. He nearly jumped out of his skin when his phone buzzed. He quickly picked it up and sent her a message: My room is around back, go through the side gate and I'll be at my window for you.

Jake opened his window wide and pulled his thick sunlight blocking curtains aside so that he could be there when she came around. He found himself nervous, wondering just what he was going to have her do tonight. He needed to start small and casual. He knew that.

Of course he could demand anything from her, but he didn't want to do that. He wanted her to expect it, but he wouldn't force it upon her until he was ready. After all, loosing his virginity should be special right? So tonight would be casual.

Casual indeed as he looked at her idea of sexy. A long t-shirt and super short shorts. He reached out and helpped her into the room, letting his eyes roam over her body. Despite the outfit not being very revealing....there was some sexy to it. She looked like a girlfriend. Just an innocent girlfriend spending the night with her boyfriend. It couldn't have been more perfect.

"Welcome to my room Kimberly." He said shutting the door. "Go ahead and have a seat on the bed." He told her as he moved to his desk to dig out the collar for her.

Jake wore a plain black tee shirt and some baggy sweats for the evening. He liked to sleep casually and he didn't want to be uncomfortable around her. "So I bet you are nervous about this tonight. But not to worry." He smiled and turned toward his television.

He grabbed two Playstation controllers and handed her one. "Tonight you are going to learn how to play Street Fighter." He told her with a grin, sitting very close beside her so that their bodies lightly touched.
 
Kim had arrived at his place but didn’t just reach out to him the second she got there. She wanted to turn back and go home, sleep in her bed but then the question at her alive: What would happen to her image if he decides to release that video of hers?

Gathering some courage, she finally texted him and within a few seconds, she got his reply back. She hadn’t even saved his number yet so it was only an unsaved numbers. She slowly got out of her care and the more steps she took towards the house, her heart raced just as faster. She moved to the side of the house so she couldn’t be noticed. She looked around the neighborhood and she noticed that the houses were to narrow spaced and definitely not luxurious like the ones she has in her area.

She carefully opened the gate and entered his backyard, walking around to the back where a window was lit and then saw him move his curtains way. It felt so weird to sneak into his house. It wasn’t at the ground level so when he reached out, she gave him her hands as he pulled her in with ease. She was a lightweight in comparison to any guys at school and also, a tiny frame. Standing tall at 5 ft 5.5 in and weighing about 115 lbs, she was a perfect little doll.

Him touching her like that had irked her but she didn’t show it on her face. Once she was inside, she took her flipflops off and stood there, looking up at him and then around his well decorated room. When he spoke, she looked back at him and moved to his bed to take a seat on the edge. She was a little nervous but also safe because she could just scream and wake his family up if he decides to do something out of the ordinary.

She carefully watched him move around to this desk and that’s when she saw the collar he had for her. She wasn’t pleased but being in the room behind closed doors, she felt it was a better option than to wear it outside. She grabbed it and slowly locked it around her neck, making her his bitch with her own hands.

She nodded and shrugged her shoulders when he asked, “A little.” She said and looked at him awkwardly when he gave her the controller, “Err…I am not too good at video games.” She said as she raised her controller and heard him say LEARN. Isn’t that what she was going to be…learning, through the next few months. When he moved to sit next to her, she scooted just a little as if she was giving him some space. Though, she still could feel him in close proximity as she pressed a few buttons on the controller. Why couldn’t he just play with some other geek dude? She thought in the back of her mind as she felt so awkward just being here. She sat comfortably a little, eager to see when he would dismiss her, allowing her to go home.
 
Jake had to be patient with her. Not only was she not a gamer but he was also keeping her there by force. He thought she would be relieved that she wasn't being forced to fuck him right away, but the tension was there as if she expected it from him at any moment. But he never lost it with her, he took his time showing her the buttons and enjoying the sweet scent of her soft and perfect skin.

Over a couple of hours they played and Jake would be damned if she wasn't getting better than he thought at this. But it soon became time for bed, and Jake set his controller down with a yawn. He got up and turned the video game off and turned to Kimberly.

"Alright bed time." He said and moved to peel the bed covers back. He looked at her and crawled into the bed, shifting so she could join him.

"Come on and lay with me. I've never laid with a girl before and I wanna feel what it's like." He told her, letting his voice just get a bit serious, hinting at the unspoken warning for what he had on her.
 
She settled in easily and when he showed her the buttons and what they did, she shook her head, nodding to let him know she understood him. The room would fill with her peachy scent, something that he would notice and would come to love her scent over the time, probably even crave it. She wasn’t into such childish things and so, she never tried playing it.

Kim looked to the TV ahead as they played and she could tell that he was going easy on her. He was good at this game, obvious as it seemed, he enjoyed playing with her. She wasn’t the one to complain because she had thought about what he might want from her. From what she recalled, he explained it to her at the park and that was something she wasn’t looking forward to.

When he yawned and put his controller down, she did the same and stood up, assuming he would let her go tonight. Watching him move back towards the bed and crawled onto it. From how he said it, it was obvious he wanted her to join and then he said it out loud for her. She wanted to ask him to let her go but hearing what he said, she knew there was no way out of it. Regardless of it all, she did ask him while she moved to the edge of the bed, “It’s late. I think it would be better if I go back home? Before my parents wake up.” She said and seeing the look in his eyes, hinting away a warning, she did sit on the bed but slowly as to allow herself to just jump out of the bed if he does decide to let her go.

If not, she would continue to move onto the bed, scoot back and then lay on her back, looking up at the ceiling.
 
Jake looked at her and knew how badly she wanted to bail on him. Though he knew she couldn't and he could force her to do anything he wanted. But....he couldn't be heartless, not yet anyway. If he was going to break her and make her his pet, he had to get her used to him, had to get her to let her guard down, until she did shit for him without realizing she was doing it.

He watched her tense as she sat on the bed, fighting the urge to bolt from him. Jake knew she probably shouldn't stay the night anyway, at least not yet. "Tell you what...give me twenty minutes, lay against me. Let me feel what it would be like to sleep with a beautiful woman in my arms, then you can go." He explained, his eyes watching her carefully. He hoped that his words would release some of the tension from her.

There were two things he had to do. The first was make her not so afraid of his touch, he'll to want to touch him even. The second was to make her want him. By dragging this out she Wil hopefully come to not only want his basic touch, but also want his sexual touch. She would plead for him, beg for him, in time.
 
Kim became conscious about a few things when he told her what he wanted her to do. It wasn’t so much the act but it was who that irked her. It just was plain odd that a pretty little hot thing such as herself would spend time with him and even more as to actually spend the night with him.

She had to use her parents as an excuse as that was the only thing that seemed legitimate of a reason for her to get back to her house. She grew curious, anticipating his reply as she did go on to actually take a seat on the edge of the bed so it wouldn’t seem as if she is making some bullshit excuse. Her gaze quickly lifted when he told her about a proposal.

At first, she didn’t even like the idea of laying against him but twenty minutes sounded like a much better outcome from tonight rather than spending at least a few hours in his bed, probably until the sunrise. It did release some tension but what he wanted….a beautiful woman in his arms, was what had her become more conscious.

She knew she had no other choice and so, she decided to lay back on her back and state up at the ceiling. She finally turned her head to look at him, “Sounds like a good idea. I guess I can spare a few minutes…” she said hesitantly, not knowing what to expect from all of this.
 
Jake knew she wasn't going to take anything willingly and it was clear he would have to use some force to get her to do his bidding. Though small steps were made as she did conceded that a few minutes in bed with him would be okay. He couldn't believe how resistant she was to such simple tasks and yet she had no problem letting Mr. Clark stick his dick inside of her.

She lay on the bed and looked up on the ceiling for a moment. Jake didn't want to keep bossing her around so he scooted closer to her and slid an arm under her back. With a twist her rolled her onto her side and spooned himself against her. Instantly Jake marveled by how warm and comforting her body felt against him, though he could feel her tension.

Jake closed his eyes and settled against her, savoring her warmth for the few minutes that she would be there. He made no moves to grab her in any way, though with a twist of his wrist he could grope her breasts if he wanted. And he thankfully didn't pop an erection against her ass, even though he could feel his balls tingling.

True to his word he let her go after twenty minutes, rolling onto his back to let her leave of she wished. "See you tomorrow." He told her. "Come back here after your practice. I have questions for you." He explained.
 
Kim couldn't take the chance by rebelling against him and if he asked her, forced her to stay the night, she knew she couldn't turn him down. Hell, if he asked her to spread her legs, she really had no say in it as he had whatever he needed to destroy her. Apart from that, he had caught her in a lewd act with not just anyone but a teacher. It was bad as it is.

She couldn't help but resist a little, try and sneak her way out of tonight. When presented with an alternative, she felt as if that was the best thing and was glad, so she hopped onto the bed and laid on her back. She knew there was more coming her way but she couldn't help but feel a little safe now that she was only here for 20 minutes.

She almost froze when he scooted closer and slid and arm under her back, she couldn't help but arch her back in response. Her heart started racing faster when his hand rested on her taut tummy and he began to roll her onto her sides. Before she knew, she was turning to face away from him, which was a good thing because she couldn't look right at him while he slowly moved closer to her.

The feeling on his touching her wasn't so bad since she couldn't see him, but knowing it was him, it did make her feel a bit uneasy. She could feel his chest against her back and his hips against her ass. She thought more was coming but when it didn't, she just counted the timer down in the back of her head. She could hear his breathing as everything had quieted down and she could also hear her own heart beat faster. When he rolled onto his back, pulling his hands away, she slowly sat up and then stood, facing the bed. It was dark in the room but the dim light provided enough light to know what's where.

For a second, she was relived and then a question popped in her head to the instructions he provided for her. "B...but, my practice finishes at 5. Okay...no problem." She said and looked down at him, turning around to slide her slippers on and then move towards the window. She didn't object him because she thought about it quickly, telling her self that if she came after practice, she may not have to come at night like she had today. A mere possibility had convinced her to come after school.

She was glad when he didn't stop her and quickly, she was on move. She quickly made her way to her car, feeling her heart race while she panted. She drove back and parked her car at the same spot do her parents wouldn't know. She hopped back through the window and once inside, she quickly moved into her bed. It was late and sleep came to her quickly. Though, it freaked her a little to think about what had just happened that night. Next morning, she went about doing her thing in school, hanging with cool friends who thought she was the coolest. Typical compliments about her outfits and her pretty face were passed back and forth as few guys flirted with her, jocks and their typical approaches. Once the school would finish, she reminded how she had to go to his place and she did just that. Parking her car around his house, she texted him, "I am here. Are you coming out?" She asked him as she had no idea who was home and who wasn't.
 
Jake slept well that night. All things considered, the day had gone very well. His move upon Kimberly was successful and he was able to force her into doing what he wanted without having to resort to making her suffer for it. At least, not much. Tomorrow he would turn up the stakes, his plan to sexuality her for his pleasure and make her want it was all a matter of steps. He would have to take things in steps but each one would lead him closer to his goal of being able to have her however he wanted.

The next day was routine for him. Though he did make extra special care to remain out of Kimberly's sight. He didn't want to be there remaining her of him like a constant shadow upon her back. Instead he wanted her to feel free and relaxed, knowing that she would be with him tonight and he would finally see what may guys on campus could only dream of seeing.

To be honest, the day was rather slow. His excitement to get to the evening only served to make his day drag on like molasses. He got annoyed when on of the jocks shoved him into a wall. Then went up to the cheerleaders to hit on them. Jake sneered at the fucker, hating him with all his fiber. He hated that the football player could do whatever he wanted and nobody thought it fucked up. Yet if Jake tried to openly talk to the girls they would scoff and blow him off, or make fun of him.

He wasn't the disgusting worm they thought he was. He was just a boy, like many other people on campus. That raged changed his plan slightly for the evening.

When Kimberly texted him, his parents were not home. They had left for a business dinner and wouldn't be back until late that evening. So he sent a reply, Nobody home. Meet me at the front door.

Kimberly was there when Jake opened the door, putting the events of the day behind him and letting a smile cross his face. "Hey! Come on in." He told her.

Jake took the time to show her the house, the pictures in the hall. The living room, the dining room and the kitchen. He told her stories of his guitar competitions and of family trips to the grand Canyon and disneyland.

Finally he took her to his room and shut the door behind them, locking it. Jake gave Kimberly a hard look and said, "Alright I can't take it anymore. Get naked." He commanded.
 
She had a good night’s sleep and was fresh the next morning despite bit a bit groggy from lack of sleep when she woke up. It took a great effort from her to actually get out of her bed and go about taking shower and get ready for school. Though, once she was there, she was like she would be any other day. It’s what she breathed, loved and enjoyed; the attention and popularity.

She was expecting to hear from him sometimes during that day. It was obvious and expected because a guy like him had hit a jackpot. Even she knew it and was expecting him to want more from her than just a 20 minutes of cuddling time. Though, he seemed to surprise her again when she didn’t cross paths with him or heard from him all day long. She wasn’t the one to complain.

She had no idea of the incident that had occurred with him that day in school. She couldn’t have known that it had to do something with what he was going to ask her to do later in the day. Had she known of the impact, she would interfere and tell the jock off. If he wouldn’t agree, she would definitely flirt with him to get what she wants and that would be for the jock to not bully Jake.

It was after 5 oclock and she was exhausted from her practice. She knew where she had to be before she went home. She was a little excited, thinking she wouldn’t have to go to him that night. That would be awesome as it would allow her to stay in and not worry about anything else.

Once she got his text, she started to walk around the house and then knock on the door. She had on a summery dress that came to her mid thighs, showing off her slender legs. She also had on a black leather jacket and black ankle boots, and completing her outfit. Once he opened the door, she noticed a big smile on his face. It was obvious that he was happy that no one was home and that allowed them to stroll around however they wished. She wasn’t interested in the tour of his house as she had seen better and bigger houses, including hers. Though, it was small and neat place she had to agree.

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She showed as if she was listening and she was, nodding at the stories he told of his trips with his parents and all. He wasn’t that bad of a guy. Just that what he had on her actually scared her, should her decide to use it. Until then, she was his bitch and she knew it. Once they were upstairs, she entered into his room as he held the door open for her.

She noticed a few more things than she had prior night. Turning around, she heard the door shut and his true colors came forward. It seemed as if he was waiting for this moment for a long time. Wouldn’t any boy in her school? “Excuse me?” She asked him and took a step back, “Umm…what for?” She wondered if he wanted to have sex with her…..so what if he did? Could she protest against his wishes?

“Is that really necessary?” She asked him and looked at his TV and the controller, “How about a game? I was getting good at it last night.” She said and smiled, looking at him with her puppy dog eyes, hoping this little thing about him wanting her to get naked would pass with other options at hand. At last, when he didn’t show any signs of excitement about her suggestions, she added, “Maybe we can cuddle?” She asked him and shrugged her shoulders.
 
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Jake saw her gaze go to the television, her words suggesting how much she would rather do anything than what he had told her to do. She even suggested cuddling and Jake took a step toward her. "You didn't want that last night. I offered to be nice and go easy on you. Just like those asshole jocks at school, you think you can have whatever you want, you think you can use people however you want, so long as you get your way."

Jake leaned forward and grabbed the boTom of her dress, tugging it but not actually doing anything to remove it or hurt her. "But now it is my turn. Now I get yo use you however the fuck I want. You didn't wanna do the simple thing I asked last night. You could be bothered to just cuddle! So now I'm going to tell you what is going to happen and you are going to do it!"

Jake backed away and crossed his arms over his chest. "Either strip or leave." He shrugged, "I'm not fighting with you. If you don't wanna do this. Even when I try to be as easy and nice as possible, than I'll be a prick like all those hot jocks you like so fucking much. Strip or leave. Either way, I win."

He told her knowing that his words were heavy and harsh, but still it was part of his plan. He needed to scare her a little, show her that he could bring down a hammer upon her should he need too, and yet he would not step ahead of himself and his plan. He would show her kindness in the end, and she would fuck him for it. She would come around.

But everything had to play out. And that would take a little time. Luckily Jake had plenty of that.
 
Kimberly’s gaze followed his to the TV, suggesting that they should do something such as playing the game or even cuddling. So was her suggestion but it was merely a lame attempt to get out of this insane task. It wasn’t a task….what was he even thinking?

Though, what was she thinking by delaying when she knew she really had no say in it whatsoever! She thought in the back of her head, cursing herself for suggesting cuddling. It would show signs of desperation, she trying to get out of this by offering him something else. He was not a child and would pick up on these things, and that, he did. She was a little startled by his harsh tone of voice and it seemed as if she’d hit his buttons hard.

She had no idea what she did to him that he went about telling her how pampered she was and how she used people to her advances as long as she got her way. When he leaned forward to grab the hem of her dress, she was a little shocked, feeling him tug the thin fabric and she could bet that he was doing to just rip if off of her. He seemed angry and she knew better to not mess with him. It was true. She didn’t want to do simple things he asked her the prior night and now, finding no way out, she was willing to offer him the same thing so easily.

She was a little relived but still on her tiptoes as he told her to just strip or leave. She wondered what he meant by leave and it was obvious to her that if she did leave, his next move would be to release that video online, making it viral. How messed up her life would be as she thought about the aftermath of this whole shitty situation. Either way, she had to lose. At least this way, no one would even know what she was losing to him, behind closed doors. As vulgar and disgusting it seemed, she might just have to do what he asks of her, not just now, every time from now on.

When he gave her an ultimatum, she was a little surprised for a few seconds and then finding her best options, she decided to do as asked. She didn’t need to tell him which of the two options she was picking as she lifted her hands and unbuttoned the three buttons of her dress, behind her neck. Once they were undone, she pulled at the hem, bringing the dress up and over the top of her head.

He would notice her pale thighs being displayed fully, her sex covered in a navy blue, matching bra-panties set that she had on. It was in that moment, he would notice how taut her tummy was and how small and handful her breasts were in the 30 A cups of her tight bra. Her blonde hair that were tangled in her dress came falling on her shoulders and her back as she threw her dress on to the chair that was near her. She wanted to ask him if this was enough but she knew what sort of answer she would get and risk of him exploding. She didn’t want to push him over the edge where he’d just lose it and leak the video. That would suck. She hesitantly reached to unclasp her bra and then shrugging the straps off her shoulders. Holding onto her bra, she reached for her panties and started to slide them down, finally standing naked before him as he would notice her trimmed sex. Setting her lingerie along with her dress, her hands came crossing along her torso as she felt exposed, covering her breasts ever so gently and darting her gaze anywhere but his face.
 
Jake saw tension almost ease out of her as she debated within herself the position she was in. That tension faded out of her as the second step of his master plan came to pass. She resolved herself to do as he asked, and with this resolution Jake knew that future tasks would get easier and easier to make of her. He hid the smiled that threatened to creep across his lips as he watched her reach back to pop open the buttons on the back of her dress.

With a flash of material she whipped the dress over her head and set it upon the nearby desk chair. As Jake watched he marveled at how she made it almost seem like she was undressing just for herself. Like it was the end of her day and she needed to change. Though he was there, staring and eying her newly revealed flesh, it was almost as if she were pretending he wasn't there.

Yet despite that, she paused before she removed her underwear, almost as if she were going to hold back on him. Quickly she seemed to think the better of it and Jake watched with hunger as her hands moved to her bra.

Then she was naked and Jake was staring at the hottest girl in school raw. She was quite stunning, her perky little breath where flawless. Her stomach was firm, flat, and toned. And her mound hinted itself to him from between her legs. Jake couldn't believe someone could be so perfectly built, with excellent smooth skin.

She stood there waited for the other shoe of his order to drop. Her eyes avoided his, as if that would only quicken his demands of her. Jake smiled and moved around her, keeping his distance. He made a full circlength around her, his gaze constantly going up and down as if he were trying to memorize her.

When he finally made it full circle and was facing in front of her again, his smiled widened. "Beautiful."

Then he clapped his hands and nodded, "Alright then, good. You can get dressed now." He told her. He glanced at his watch and shrugged, "I have a game session online in fifteen minutes so I think that will be all I need of you today." He smiled. "See you tomorrow."

He pushed passeduce her and fired up his computer before turning to watch her. He wanted to get a look of her for as long as he could before she redress ed herself. Though there would soon be much more time to enjoy her naked body soon enough.
 
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