After listening to Greg preaching about bullying, I assured him that this wasn't the case. I told him that this was a mistake and I would figure out what happened and take care of everything. Fortunately, my reputation was good enough, so the duo of parents would believe me.

Following this, I went back to my room and laid down on the bed. I was thinking of what I should do tomorrow and before I could come to any kind of conclusion I fell asleep. And then it was the morning of the next day already.

After doing my morning routine, I quickly changed into my uniform. It was Friday and the first day of November. It was getting chilly outdoors.

But it still couldn't calm me down. The more I thought about this whole situation, the less I could control myself. My thoughts were gradually changing. At first, I was only thinking about telling the truth to the upper management of the school. But soon, It got replaced by a desire for revenge.

The things that Mara said were repeating in my head like a broken record. At first, I was doubting this, but right now, I felt like she was right. I was holding myself back. And right now, I was given a chance, and I must use it.

I was on a different course, so I came to a college later than usual, but it didn't matter at all. I had only one goal today, and it wasn't studying.

I made my way to the upper floors of the tower where the Birchland High's staff were. Going upwards, I finally started calming down.

Right now, I need to think of the best way to take revenge. I've always read about people taking their revenge. And I always thought that all of them did it badly. They all went towards physical punishment, and even if they thought about the psychological aspect, they only went after the things that were laying on the surface.

While I believe, if you go for revenge, you must leave a scar. So big and painful that It would drive your offender insane. You should dig into the deepest part of a mind and find the most vulnerable spot. It should be torture. And I had all the tools to do so.

I was standing in front of the door that I saw for the third time already. There was a small nameplate, "Guidance counselor Violetta Fliess."

And the moment I push this door, I would… I was reaching towards the door handle while someone suddenly opened it and wanted to exit the office. And so, we stared at each other. It was a balding old man, he was much smaller than me, but his suit was, of course, much classier than my uniform.

He looked like some big shot, so I hurried to make a path for him. All while I couldn't remember when I saw him. He definitely tried to take care of himself. But in his case, it couldn't help him at all. His expensive clothes were probably the only saving point for him.

"Do you have something to do with the student counselor, student, err…" he tried to remember my name, but of course, he couldn't know what it was.

"Erlig, Erlig Grimes sir, I was summoned here."

And when I said it, his face changed. "Oh, I heard about you, hehe, yes, you do have some business here." He patted me on the shoulder. "You should remember that you, students, are representing Birchland High, so you should always behave properly."

"Yes sir." I finally remembered who it was.

Fuck you old man! He was the one who was on top of Violetta in the video. And he has the guts to say that I should behave!?

However, it was a good sign to me. This woman didn't change the way she does things, which means I won't feel any kind of remorse.

"Huuu," as I exhaled, I entered the room.

"Vice-principal, is there something else you wanted?" she looked tired but tried to force a smile on her face, that was until she saw me.

"I'm afraid you mistook me for someone else." I closed the door and used the lock so no one would be able to interrupt me.

"What are you doing here?" she was standing near the trash bin, so I couldn't help myself from coming over. I had a premonition of what was inside.

"Get out!" She ran up to me and tried to stop me but couldn't do a thing with her meager strength. And just like I thought there were used tissues, I doubt she had a runny nose.

"Hahaha, even though I gave you a second chance, you continue to do it."

"What are you talking about?! Now get out, or else I would call the security!"

Now that I think about it, there was a weird smell in the air. It didn't matter if I was a virgin or not. I figured what this smell was about. She tried to erase it with air freshener but to no avail.

And as I sniffed it audibly, her face alternated between pale and beet red.

"Do you really think that you can do it? Or maybe you forgot how you tried to harm me?! OR MAYBE YOU FORGOT THAT I HAVE YOUR WHOLE LIFE IN MY HAND!!!?" I couldn't help but shout at the end. I threw the phone of the bald thug on her table, walked down to the couch, and sat down.

"I already have enough proof, and I could not only fire you but send you to jail," I leaned back on the couch and spread my legs, "So I will give you one last chance. You either make me change my mind right now, or I go to the police station and hire the best lawyer there is in this fucking town to sue you. And do, believe me, I'm willing to spend my whole life in the uranium mines to have enough money to afford this."

"What do you want?" she hissed through her clenched teeth while her beautiful eyebrows lowered down.

"I don't know what a whore like you can give me," I shrugged my shoulders, "After all, I don't think you can do anything except for selling your body."

I tried to gauge her character, and my taunts proved to be effective. She bit her lip, and her small hands were clenched and trembling.

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"You want money?"

"You already asked this question before. I don’t need it."

I was so preoccupied with my anger that I didn't notice how my pants were gradually bulging. I felt excited. The feeling of being in power controlling her destiny excited me. Only at this moment, I understood that I was losing control over my desires.

The way she looked right now aroused me. She wore a short pencil skirt with a slit on the side that accentuated how wide her hips actually were. She also wore stockings and high heels. On top, she wore a blouse that could barely hold her enormous chest, even when she had part of it unbuttoned. And to top it all off, her clothes, it was slightly see-through. Her looks probably drew countless men insane. Such a voluptuous woman belonged to a fictional world rather than reality. But the thing that excited me the most was her face. The way she couldn't hide her embarrassment and anger.

"So what would you do?" I smirked at her and feigned that I was composed. But my throat was already parched. I didn't think about it before, but I didn't masturbate at all after I got into this world. I probably couldn't think properly, but the only thing I wanted right now is her body. But if I give her any kind of order, then my plan would fail.

There was probably nothing more horrible for a woman than being raped. Except for one thing. Being forced to sell her body to someone she felt was beneath her. The one who sells her body willingly to gain an advantage probably has a strong character. Such a woman couldn't help but feel humiliated the most at times like this. When someone who was below her suddenly rises above. When she needs to cater to all his demands.

I noticed how her gaze was all over the place. Her eyes darted left and right until it finally stopped on my crotch which was already bulging.

"I will use my body." she crossed her arms and looked away.

"What, I didn't hear it properly, can you please repeat?"

"I SAID I WILL HAVE SEX WITH YOU! THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED FROM THE BEGINNING!?" the trembling from her hands now spread to her whole body.

"Whoa, no need to scream like this, or do you want everyone else to hear this? And do remember that I didn't want to do this, I gave you a chance, and you threw it away."

Her eyes contained so much hate right now that I could probably drown in this sea of hatred. But it only fueled my excitement even more.

"Now, you pleaded for me to partake in tasting your body, so I would reluctantly agree to this. You can start."

She started taking her clothes off, but I stopped her.

"Wait, what do you think you're doing?"

"I'm getting undressed. What else?"

"Do you really think I want your body so much? Heh, if it wasn't for my good heart and innate kindness, I would never want to have sex with you, and I'm not interested in your body." Even if I thought differently inwardly, I couldn't lose an opportunity to humiliate her.

"FINE!" She zipped her skirt back and started walking toward me.

"Wait."

"WHAT NOW!?" she probably was boiling from anger right now.

"I think you should show your sincerity. Usually, people do it with a bow, but we cannot do it, or else how could you impose your service upon me. Hmm, how about you crawl toward me?"

She trembled once more and then got on her knees and subsequently on all fours. As she was crawling towards me, I could see her arched back and round butt sticking out of her skirt that started rolling up slightly. I also heard the sound of her clothes stretching and rustling.

I liked the view, but sadly she reached my lap and stopped in her tracks, probably not knowing what to do. But as I was a virgin, I didn't know what to do as well. After I looked at her plump lips, a single thought came to my mind.

"You can start with your mouth."

She tried to take away her spectacles, but I stopped her, holding her hand. I gently placed it on my crotch, as I was pent up even this felt good. She flinched but kept her hand on my pants.

I leaned down to her and started whispering. "And do remember, you can hurt me as much as you can, but would you be able to handle the consequences?" I placed her second hand on my crotch as well and leaned back.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again. Her eyes were now focused on my crotch. She started slowly unfastening my belt and then slowly unbuttoning my pants. The only barrier between my dick and her hands was my underwear.

"C'mon, Violetta, you can do it!" I jeered at her.

All this time, my gaze never left her even for a second. That's why I saw her every reaction, not that there were a whole lot of them. Most of the time, she was just angry. Yet that changed when she yanked my underwear down.

As my dick was long ago erect to the point that it was painful, it slapped me at my stomach. And because it was erect, it was in full size, which she didn't expect. For a moment, I saw how her expression changed from anger to shock as she almost opened her mouth.

"Do you like what you see? Now stop staring and get to work." I couldn't hold myself anymore. I was mere seconds away from tasting the first woman in my life.

She held my dick in both of her hands and started rubbing it slowly.

"Uuh." even such a small movement was immensely pleasurable. Was it because It was a woman's hands or because it was half a month ago the last time I touched myself I didn't know. "Careful with your nails."

"I know what to do!" She snorted at me.

As she started gradually increasing the speed, I felt another wave of pleasure. And when I closed my eyes for a second, immersing myself in this feeling, I felt a whole new level of satisfaction. I felt how the head of my penis entered something wet and slimy.

Involuntarily I opened my eyes wide and leaned forward. When I looked at Violetta, she already started sucking on my glans, constantly rolling her tongue around while stroking the shaft with her hands.

"Uugh." I stifled the moan escaping from my mouth while Violetta didn't even care what was happening. Loud, slurping noise was everything I heard from her while her eyes were on my crotch, not leaving it for a second. I could only relax my whole body and enjoy this feeling.

I almost got used to this pleasure when she suddenly took half of the shaft into her mouth. While one of her hands was holding the other half of my rod, she found her way to my balls with her second hand. As she rolled them in her hand, she started bobbing her head.

"Agh, Wait!" the way she alternated between licking the glans to sucking, then licking the shaft as she swallowed it brought me to the climax faster than I thought initially.

"Cu-cumming." I almost instinctively held her hand and tried to jam my cock as far as I could. As I ejected everything that was trapped for so long in my balls, I felt an absolutely different level of satisfaction than before. It couldn't compare with simple masturbation at all. After a few seconds that felt like an eternity, I felt how she was slapping my legs. I regained a part of my awareness and vision and saw how her eyes were tearing up, and she inaudibly appealed to me to release her head.

As our eyes met for the first time since she started her blowjob, I held her head one more second and finally released her head.

"Cough-cough." She immediately started coughing everything that probably went to her throat, spewing the cum I released.

I leaned back once again and looked at her, crouching between my legs. My head still felt somewhat cloudy after orgasming once. Her blowjob probably lasted for ten minutes at most, and I didn't want to stop at this.

As she looked at me, she suddenly took my now flaccid dick, put it into her mouth, and sucked hard. Once again, I almost moaned from the pleasure but managed to hold it inside by biting on my lips.

"Gulp." After she sucked everything that was probably left in the urethra, she swallowed all of it. "Ahhn." and opened her mouth to show me that she drank all of it. I didn't know who made her like this, but I felt how my dick started growing hard again.

"Are you satisfied? Now get out, I need to clean this mess." She was slowly standing up, but before she could stand up properly, I caught her hand and yanked her.

"Wah!" she closed her eyes, probably from being scared.

But I, of course, had no intention of letting her get hurt. Instead, I gently caught her so she would end up sitting on my lap. She reflexively hugged my neck, and right now, we were both gazing at each other's eyes.

"I don't remember letting you go."