The Exchange Student (Closed for Leo)

[Leopald]

Vince growled and wiped his cheek. He had watched as her face slowly transformed from shock to fear to resentment and rage. And now she had spit on him. He wiped it away and sneered, before bringing his spit-covered hand down to his cock and spreading it around. He'd grown hard once again, thinking about the fun he could have with his new plaything. It was time to really see what she could do.

"That wasn't very nice. Its also not smart to upset the man with incriminating evidence against you," he teased, feigning hurt. "Why don't you slide dawn and make it up to me? Show me why all those boys seemed to like that mouth of yours..."

He glanced at the window as he spoke. Even though the blinds were closed, he could tell that the sun was just now setting, which means they had plenty of time to enjoy. He stepped back and sat against the edge of the desk, and used her wrist to guide her closer.

He reached up and slowly began relieving her of her clothing, starting with her top. His hands started exploring her skin as it was exposed, and he spoke gently. "Just enjoy it, my dear. You wouldn't want me to reconsider, would you?" His hand settled on a pert breast and he squeezed firmly to emphasize the last words.

He placed a hand on her shoulder to guide her down.

 

[Mephistophelily]

She stared at him, her jaw locked firmly as she narrowed her eyes. She was trying to not be afraid, but the way he was looking at her, talking to her- and the fact he had that damn picture...

He wasn't going to let her forget that at all, was he?

Ricki's eyes closed as he sat on his desk, turning her head away. He still was wandering about without that towel, clutching to her wrist like she was a lost child. She had just wanted to do something really amazing during this trip, something that her friends back home would be shocked to hear she had done... But not this. He tugged her wrist, causing her take a few steps forward until her hips touched his bare knees.

She bit her lip as his hands started to tug up her shirt, exposing the bra beneath and allowing him access to her breasts. A whimper left her mouth as he spoke, her eyes opening enough to look at him as she shook her head once again.

With his hand on her shoulder, she moved to her knees, hesitantly parting her lips to take him in her mouth. She wanted to bite him. Make him regret trying to take advantage of her like this- but that picture. She didn't know where it had gone to. had he even really sent it? It wasn't just her that would be in trouble for that; all those others. Half the team-! If the school found out what 'the foreign girl' had done with all those guys, they all would be in such trouble...

She'd be sent home.
And the result of it all getting back there would be far, far worse than the American school...

Ricki whimpered again, swallowing around him, trying to keep her thoughts off all of that. But what else was there to focus on? THIS? Something.. anything.

 

[Leopald]

Vince let his head drop back as he enjoyed her lips and tongue on his sensitive dick. He reached down and began lightly stroking one of her breasts, circling around before finally settling on a hardening nipple. He was gentle in his manipulation, as he wanted her to enjoy this. The more she did, the better she would perform.

He couldn't believe how the night had progressed so far, and considered himself extremely lucky. If he hadn't found that picture, if it had been deleted as promised... He shuddered at the line of thinking. He would have to remember to control himself from now on, not letting himself get so far out of control anymore.

He concentrated on the nipple as best he could, alternating between light twists, pinches, and rubs. He even lightly dragged his nails across her skin in an effort to tease. He wrapped a hand in her hair and slid himself a little further into her mouth. God, it felt so good.

He lifted her off and placed her on her back across the desk. His cock was ready to enter her folds once more as he spoke. "Tell me what happened, girl. How did they fuck you, what did they do? What did it feel like to have all those men inside you?"

He slid himself in slowly.

 

[Mephistophelily]

The foreign girl whined once more as he placed a rough hand against her breast, her eyes tightening a bit more as she continued to play her tongue and lips against his length. His touch was gentle, not like the swats he had made against her bare behind earlier, the grabs he had made against her skin. Ricki felt so betrayed by her own body for letting him do this- actually enjoying this.

That picture. Stupid cellphones, their need to be able to do so much more than just make a damn phonecall. People needed to stop wanting so much out of everything. That was simply greed, and led to so much trouble...

She gasped around his cock, releasing her lips' grip on him for a moment as his nails dug into her breast, pained and enjoying at the same time. The other hand reminded her of his request, tugging her head in for a deeper thrust and causing her to gag on him as she tried to resume her work. She wanted to bite. She wanted to just drive her teeth into that sensitive flesh, make him howl out in pain. But that picture. That damn picture-!

Ricki gasped as he tugged her off, one of her hands attempting to flail up and grab onto his as he pushed her atop his desk. She glared at him, still pulling for breath as he began to ask his questions, her gaze quickly moving to the door instead. "They said- it was for fun... For- good luck. For memory. They said it was not something I forget. That if they have good time before game, they do good. I was their... good luck charm. I felt special... I tried hard to make them happy..." She cried out as the head of his cock pressed its way inside her, Ricki looking toward him once again as she bit her lip.

 

[Leopald]

"Now you really will have something fun to remember about your trip to America, won't you?" He teased, with a hint of cruelty in his tone.

His thumb found the nub above the folds he was invading. A slight rubbing, a little manipulation, while his pace gradually increased inside her. He was taking care to make sure every stroke from head to hilt was matched with varied pressure upon her clit. God, she was still as tight as before.

He leaned down and his lips found her neck, his tongue tasted of her sweat. His hips were once again moving with fervor once more, the same manner with which he had taken her before, bent over the table. The image fueled him, propelled him faster, more urgency. But this wasn't enough, he wanted something else.

Vince's wife had always had a strict rule in the bedroom; nothing in her ass. Which was unfortunate, as Vince had always been turned on by the idea. And now he had a chance, a girl who didn't really have a choice in the matter.

He paused and pulled out, and a smile spread on his face as he lifted her hips higher and the tip of his cock lower. He spoke slowly, taunting her more as the tip pressed against her hidden rosebud.

"And how about here? Did any of them try here?" Then a slick cock head pressed slowly forward.

 

[Mephistophelily]

Her eyes narrowed as he cruelly taunted her, Ricki's anger brewing even more at that. "You do not make a-an-aaah...." She couldn't even manage a proper retort, his evil fingers creeping between them and encouraging her body's betrayal with his touch. Her eyes closed at this, the German girl whimpering softly as he moved within her, atop her, and against her.

He was a memory that she would be forced to remember. But a good one? She wasn't sure on that...

She cried out as he stooped over her, his lips pressing against her neck as his motions grew faster, Ricki gasping at the force behind his thrusts and the rough touch of his fingers against her bud. She hated him so much right now, but herself even more as her hips rose and rocked against him.

But he stopped. That shot her from her confusing self battle, her eyes snapping open again as she felt his hands moving against her hips. She stiffened, trying to pull back across the desk as he gave indication on what he planned. "None were there! They try... but I said no! And NO for YOU too!," she screeched, clutching the desk beneath her and tugging. The awkward position he had pulled her into and his hold on her hips made it hard to really move from him, but seemed to make motion easier for him as he pressed the issue and his cock against her.

She cried out once more, unsure of what to make of the pressure of his attempting entry. Her grip on the desk tightened, Ricki gasping sharply as he continued, his pushes leaving the girl beneath him flat on her back. "You.. you don't fit...," she whispered, shaking her head. "You don't fit, out!," she begged, yelping as he finally got his wish and forced his way in. "You... you are big for there...," she breathed, her eyes closed tightly. "Please, too big for there..."

 

[Leopald]

Vince gasped softly as the spongy head of his pride passed the initial ring of resistance and started its slow decent into her virgin asshole. He ignored her pleas about his size for the most part, simply smiling as he proved her wrong and pressed onward and into her depths. So, this is what anal feels like... He knew it would be tight, but he hadn't expected quite this much, and he found himself quite thankful both for the lubrication her wetness had provided and the way she had mistakenly angled her hips in her vain effort to escape.

His eyes watched in morbid fascination as more and more of his dick vanished inside the impossibly tight and previously unused entrance. That thought spurred him on and made it difficult not to start immediately pounding away at her poor rosebud; the fact that he was the first to ever enjoy it, and would continue to enjoy it as he pleased. It took quite a bit of effort to control his momentum forward, but finally he was seated deep inside, his pelvis pressed against a sopping pussy and his testicles hanging against her supple cheeks.

Now that he had bottomed out, he concentrated on making her body continue to betray the girl's will and service his needs. His hips drew back with a bit more speed and rolled forward again, testing the muscles' resistance to his intrusion. Meanwhile, his fingers slid down her thigh and began direct stimulation of the sweet girl's protruding love button, rolling small circles intermittent with firm pinches and tugs.

"See? This isn't so bad," he sneered. "I told you it would fit nicely, didn't I? Admit it, your body is showing me just how much you're enjoying my treatment. I'm showing you what it means to be a woman. What it means to be a slut..."

He had achieved a relatively quick pace by now, his motion made easier by her ample lubrication which had been collected for this purpose. Another hand snaked up to roughly massage and tease a perky breast, and he was in heaven. Vince was fucking the German girl's ass, just like she deserved. And he no longer cared whether or not his wife had her boy-toys, her scheduled fuck sessions with others. He had his own plaything, now, and he was perfectly happy with it.

"You're loving it, aren't you?"

 

[Mephistophelily]

Ricki meekly let out a cry as he pressed onward, her body immediately trying to bar his entry but unable to resist his incesent push. As he worked his way further in, she gripped the table even tighter, wanting so badly to scream and pull her way away from him. Instead, she just whimpered, her eyes closing tightly as he forced further still. "It will nto fit, please- please, don't push more to it...," She begged, nearly in tears as he made those words invalid.

He had fit.
The entire length of him was now buried in her, Ricki shaking atop the table as he held her in this awkward, uncomfortable position, her eyes opening to look at him in fear. "It-it hurts me...," She choked, her voice barely above a whisper.

She was wrong. That hadn't hurt.
When he started his motions... THAT hurt. She gasped sharply as he slowly built in speed, Ricki whincing as her body tried to accomodate. This felt so strange, so wrong- and yet, her body seemed to be- enjoying it...?

She grimaced, glaring at him once again as he taunted her, that smirk on his face that made her so badly want to hit him, spit at him again- something, anything, to get it off his face. His hand, however, made it nearly impossible for her to do anything but whimper, grinding her teeth together in anger over both what he was doing and her own body was doing.

Those boys had used such kind words and encouragement, inviting her to come 'play' with them... That was far, far different from this, wasn't it? She had enjoyed that, wanted it- she had agreed to it! It was different, it was right to enjoy that...!

A groan escaped her as his free hand found her breast, her fingers starting to loosen from the table as she leaned back. It wasn't so much pain anymore... it was just- that odd, so odd feeling...

She bitterly looked away from him as he accused her of enjoying it, her breaths coming heavier as her hips rocked gently to meet the fingers toying with her bud. She wouldn't answer him. It wasn't like what she had to say mattered anyway... He was adamant on doing as he wished, even with her complainings.

 

[Leopald]

Anal was turning out to be pretty much everything he had hoped it would be. Vince idly wished his bitch of a wife had allowed it, so that he had some idea what to expect as he stole the only virginity Ricki had left. He also found himself wondering if his estranged wife was offering her ass to other men, and the thought angered him.

He pushed into the poor girl's invaded hole a little harder than he'd first intended as his mind filled with rage. The woman he'd married was probably giving more than just he pussy away every night as she went out. Vince had needs, too. Needs that were not attended, hadn't been met for months. At least until now. The breast in his hand became a secondary target, as his grip tightened.

"You and I are going to have lots of fun together. The 'missus' thinks she's too good for my cock, but you seem to love it just fine..."

A pair of fingers penetrated her young pussy as a thumb rubbed her sweet spot fiercely. As before, his desire to make the German scream in pleasure was strong, and his fingers and thumb worked at the same pace as his bearing hips, stimulating her as much as possible. His grip on her breast relaxed, and he alternated between her nipples, rubbing and pinching as his motions carried his fluid claiming of her body. She was at his mercy, and he was determined to exploit that fact.

"Cum for me, girl..." He growled as his own release drew nigh. He only needed to hold out a little more, he was certain. Just a few more thrusts. He was barely holding on, it was just too tight, too intoxicating.

His muscles went rigid as his balls tightened. One last push was all he could muster as he grunted aloud and filled her ass with his seed, spurt after powerful spurt of hot cream deep buried deep inside her.

When he was finally finished, he shivered. His legs almost refused to cooperate when he slowly withdrew.

 

[Mephistophelily]

The German girl beneath him screamed out as his thrusts grew harder, his cock burying into her back entrance far further than she thought possible. His hand clamped onto her breast, Ricki howling loudly at the grip of his fingers. He was getting far more forceful.. angry. She hadn't said anything this time that could have set him off, had she? Why was he-

His words explained it all, Ricki groaning beneath him and grimacing slightly. He was thinking of his wife, of what she had been doing to him. Or NOT doing to him, to be precise. And she... she was getting the after effects of that anger.

The fingers that entered her brought about a high cry from her lips, Ricki's head lolling back as she tried to keep from giving in to him. He'd already done it once- Why did her body betray her like this?! "Hnaaa... Stop- Stop it, please...," She begged in a whimpering voice, lost in the feel of his cock and fingers both filling her. So confusing, so frustrating, so... amazing.

No!

She cried out again, the bracing angle of her arms finally giving out and letting her fall against the desk, Ricki's hips raising a bit more as she panted. A growl of anger left her throat as he encouraged her, demanding her to give in and cum. She tried to fight it, just to spite him, keep him from thinking he could simply...
...simply...

"Oh god, no-!," She screeched, her body tightening about both holes' intruders, Ricki moaning loudly as she came. His own release followed soon after, the final thrusts he gave met with the still throbbing waves of her own pleasure's descent. She could feel his remains dribbling from her as he pulled out, the warm wet fluid running down her flesh as she simply laid across his desk, gasping for breath as she closed her eyes.

"I still hate you...," She choked out, unmoving from the varnished surface.

 

[Leopald]

He chuckled as her words of hate seemed to lack conviction, especially given the dribble of cum leaking down her ass at that particular moment. He gave a playful smack of one of her breasts, then hooked a hand around her arm. It took only a small effort to pull the tiny girl off his desk and support her weight as she stood next to him.

Vince's smile was plastered on while he half-dragged her towards the guest bathroom and subsequent shower. He turned on the water as he continued to grip her arm firmly, not even paying attention if she was struggling or not. Once he'd found the right temperature, he pushed her in and followed into the warm downpour. As his hands roamed her body, more possessively than lovingly, he began to speak.

"Here's the deal, little girl. Those pictures will remain a secret as long as you follow the rules..." His fingers roughly began scooping at her pussy, his lips brushing her ear as he held her close. "You'll come straight home after school, you'll strip naked and be ready for whatever I choose to do. If I ever get a call from your principal again, I will tan your ass so hard, you won't be able to sit for a week. You'll behave yourself, and not a word of our actions will be uttered to anyone. Is that clear?"

A new finger invaded her puckered rosebud with the sole intent of cleaning out his seed, then was removed upon his satisfaction. He grabbed her bottle of body wash and poured a generous amount in his hands, and began spreading it slowly over her flesh. He couldn't help but spend extra time massaging her breasts. Then he moved on, arms, stomach, thighs, all covered thoroughly.

Once she was soaped up, he gently pushed her towards the flowing spout to rinse, and he began his own cleansing ritual. He tried to ignore his growing cock, happy, but not quite yet sated. Then, almost as an afterthought, "Oh... And don't forget, you will be respectful of me at all times, little girl."

The power was intoxicating, and he was focused on that fact as he rinsed and turned the water off. He almost didn't let her exit, but decided to allow it. He tossed her a towel as he began using his own.

 

[Mephistophelily]

Ricki moaned weakly as he pulled her to the shower, still somewhat lost in everything that had happened. She was sore, so sore... and her body- the betraying, horrible thing- was still getting over what he had done.

When he tugged on her arm, it seemed to snap her back to the moment, giving a horrified cry and trying to yank away. Strong man. Evil man. Horrible man. His fingers were tight, already leaving whitened indents on her flesh. When she pulled, it hurt even more. She screeched again, gasping as he shoved her in under the waterflow. Not that it was cold, simply- unexpected.

She grimaced as he held her again, bathing her like some jailed prisoner as he hissed in her ear. His conditions...

A gentle whimper left her as his fingers seemed on a separate agenda, unphased by his conversation. Rules on her new position in his home. Rules on her behavior in school. Rules.

God she hated rules.

"Hnaa-!" She stiffened as his finger violated into her, ramming her hand up against the wall and growling furiously as he removed it, instead turning to suds up her form. Damn him...!

She sputtered again as he shoved her under the water, a mouthful of it spouting from her lips as the soap rinsed away. She wanted out. Hide in her room, get away from him... She closed her eyes as he washed, shivering a bit as he took the water back for himself.

She tried to step out after he did, her eyes widening as he momentarily blocked her path. What the hell?! Infuriated, she snatched the towel he tossed her, not bothering to fully dry herself before wrapping it about her body. "I am going to bed...," She hissed at him, starting for the door of the bathroom.

 

[Leopald]

Vince smiled at the girl's proclamation, said in such a matter-of-fact way. He'd planned on sending her there, anyways, but her manners left much wanting. His fingers caught strands of her soaked hair and he pulled hard, drawing her dripping body easily to his own.

"What did I just say about respect, little girl?" he growled menacingly, before shoving her away as if to symbolize he was done with her. She was now no more to him than an annoyance to be cast aside, and she would soon come to realize that. It would take work, and possibly a lot of time, but she would respect him genuinely.

He finished toweling dry and headed lazily to his own bedroom, stopping in the den to collect Ricki's discarded cell phone. He backtracked to the kitchen and left her betraying device on the counter, in plain view to be collected in the morning. He had copies of the pictures, and he was sure she wouldn't risk them being exposed to anyone. Even if she did call the police or file official complaints, those pictures were fairly solid evidence of her promiscuous nature. He knew they would go far in stripping any case against him of merit.

He closed and locked his bedroom door when he got inside, deciding that his bitch wife could sleep on the couch tonight. If she came home at all, that was. It seemed a new leaf had been turned in him, a new confidence arisen from his dealings with Ricki, and it spurred him on towards decisions and plans. His wife would be treated differently if and when she returned, and she would be reminded once and for all who the man of this house was. He chuckled as he pictured her bent over the table as Ricki had been, and wondered idly if he even wanted that from her used body anymore.

As he lay in his bed and drifted to sleep, his mind happily imagined all of the things he would do to his newfound 'friend'.