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Is she gone?

Moving my feet quickly down the last couple steps, I flick the light on and there she is. Her back is turned to me, and she is curled up on the bed with the thin sheet wrapped around her frail body. Banks’ black hair is fanned out on the small pillow her head is resting on. Taking her in, I watch as her body rises and falls. The chick is stunning. Laying here at my mercy and completely unaware. My dick hardens, straining against my boxers. Closing the gap between us, I continue to take her in. I softly put my phone down next to me.

I trace my fingers along my torso, tickling the skin, slowly moving down my abs, my flesh raises as I reach the waistband of my boxers. Grabbing my throbbing cock I begin working it. My thumb rubs my tip, feeling the precum dripping out of it. Using my other hand, I shove my boxers down, exposing myself as I grip my cock even tighter. Rocking my hips back and forth, my eyes stay on her. Thinking of her petite frame, and how easy it was to hold her down. To put the grafter against her skin as she screamed and strained against Landon’s sock in her mouth. It was goddamn perfection.

My cock swells as I picture it. Her body stirs on the bed, she turns over and the familiar jingle of her chain fills my ears bringing a smile to my face. As her eyes open, I squeeze my cock harder as I continue rocking into my fist. She blinks a few times, adjusting to the light, then focusing on me. Banks doesn’t move or speak. Her eyes remain on me and my cock. My abs begin to contract and the familiar tingling sensation rushes down my spine to the tips of my toes as cum shoots out onto her face. Her nostrils flare in disgust, and I absolutely love it.I continue pumping my cock as my orgasm rushes through me, erupting and decorating her pale skin. Some of my release lands on her hair, the side of her face, and lips. I am marking her and claiming her as my toy.

As the last bit of cum drips out of my semi-hard cock still gripped in my fist, it trickles on my fingers.

I smirk and kneel down on the cold cement. “Open your fucking mouth, or I will do it for you.” She doesn’t react, her face remaining unreadable. Squinting, I turn my head slightly. What will she do? Raising my fingers to her lips, she doesn’t budge. Naughty toy, naughty Banksy.

With my free hand, I bring it up to her throat and squeeze it while at the same time using my body to force her onto her back as I straddle her.

“You had to make it difficult for yourself, Banksy. When will you learn?” I tsk, with my hand still gripping her neck.

I can see her lips form a hard line as my cum runs down the side of her face. Using my finger, I press it between her lips. Banks tries to fight it by keeping her lips tight, but I am stronger. Moving my hand from her neck to her jaw, I hold it tight so she can’t squirm as I push my finger in, breaking past her lips to her clenched teeth, “I’ll break them. Open them the fuck up.”

She gives in.

Her eyes water in defeat. Her lip quivers under my touch.

As much as she is getting under our skin, this doesn’t affect me. I don’t care. She deserves every bit of this. It’s justice.

“Take it. Swallow all of it.”

Her tongue laps my finger, cleaning it off and swallowing, just as I instructed. I let her lick me a couple more times. I need her to feel as small as possible. My cock twitches, still out resting on her stomach. As I remove my fingers, her brows furrow and nostrils flare.

“Don’t be stupid, Banksy.” I warn her as I let go of her jaw. My fingerprints decorate her face in red. Fucking beautiful.

“You are disgusting,” she spits at me.

“The difference between you and me is, I don’t care what other people think of me and you do.” I’m so close to her face, I can feel her breath on my skin.

“Leave it. Don’t try to clean it off. I will see if you do and I will come back down for an encore performance, Banksy.”

Getting up off of her, I tuck myself back in. When I look down at her, she is fighting with herself to keep showing any emotion in front of me.

Picking up my phone, I go to call Landon, but it switches to video call when answered. Loud music plays and Smiley waves at me. My brow hitches, color me curious.

The screen flips to show Landon and a bunny. Fuck, this is good. Bro has to be fucked up to have her on his lap. I kneel down next to Banksy and whisper, “Watch.” She turns her head to look, but I keep her out of frame. I don’t need anyone knowing about the toy we have locked in our basement.

Then, it happens.

Landon’s lips lock with the bunny’s, and my eyes shift to Banks. Hers are wide and her head shakes slightly. I’m not even sure she knows she is doing it. Then I hear Landon in the background, so I stand up again, positioning the phone just on me, and the call quickly ends. Fucking perfect.

Banks looks destroyed. Her slight glimmer of hope is completely washed away.

“You thought you were special, didn’t you?” I begin taunting her. Her chest is heaving, eyes closed as she shakes her head.

“I know you're only doing this because if the scouts find out you're on probation with the team, academic probation, it puts a red flag on your file.”

“Well fucking played, bitch. Who told you that? Landon? Did this big fucking mouth start talking once I hinted at his little secret?” My fists clench. I would be surprised if I didn't crush my phone at this point.

“If you would have done what you needed to fucking do, none of this would have happened. None of this would have been a fucking issue. Don’t you understand? You fuck with us, we fuck with you. It’s that simple, Banksy. Hopefully, this will teach you for next semester. Summer would be a long one down here, wouldn’t it?” I threaten. The minute we get our grades we are fucking out of here to where ever I sign to, but she doesn’t need to know that. Then realization washes over me. I just decided my future.

What is she doing to us?

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