This choice: She decides to leave you stinky. • Go Back...Chapter #6Sandra takes over by: chaos “Oh well, you may reek, but I’ve smelt and tasted worse. I’ll clean you up later, or something.” Sandra seems to not give a damn about what you will think about being left a stinking mess. All she seems to care about is herself and her needs. Some how her attitude doesn’t surprise you, Sandra’s the type of person that gets the most out of life for doing the least amount of work. She’s gotten by on her looks all her life and has most likely never done a days hard work. A sudden twinge of anger and jealousy over comes you for Sandra. You have had to struggle your whole life, while she just sits back, shows a little skin and gets everything handed to her. People like her make you sick.
“Sandra, I really need to get home, could you take me there or drop me off at Angela’s house?” You calm yourself down with the knowledge that you need to ply it cool or you’re this is going to be very difficult. You need her to help you, getting angry with her will solve nothing.
She looks at you, a little dumbfounded at your question. Her eyebrow is raised in surprise at your question as if you asked her to do something that she never thought possible. Her astonishment over your question to go home doesn’t sit well with you. If she hasn’t even given letting you go any thought, then she certainly has plans for you. “Like, why do you want to leave? Don’t you want to hang out and do stuff? I heard from Angela that you like to party and I thought I’d find out if Angela was full of crap when she told everyone how much fun you are.”
“By kidnapping me?” You ask her angrily. Mental note, talk to Angela about not telling inappropriate facts about you to everyone. You can’t believe that Angela has been going around telling everyone about your evening together. You thought that night was special and that you had formed a real bond with her. Now you hear that she’s been telling everyone how much fun you are, like your some new toy to be passed around. You are so going to talk to Angela about boundaries when you get away from this slut.
“Kidnapping?” Sandra says breaking out into giggles again. Her body shakes with her laughter and you are shaken about on her hand. You grab her finger to keep from falling off and hold on tight until her laughter subsides.
“How could anyone, like, consider being taken by me kidnapping. I know dozens of boys that would give their left nut just for a hand job from me. You got to be inside my cunt, you should be overjoyed and honored that I stashed you away during the party last night.” Yah right, being crammed inside someone, no matter how hot, is not your idea of fun. If she had come to you, asking if you wanted to hang out, then you would have no problem with spending some time with her. Instead, she treats you like some doll that she can do whatever she pleases with and that kind of behavior really pisses you off.
“As much as this has been an honor, I’d like to go home now,” you say, trying to insert your authority over Sandra. However, she snickers at you as you try to be assertive.
“Not yet little dude, I’m going to party with you until I get bored and from what I felt when you were squirming around inside me, I’m not going to grow bored with you for a while. So, like, get comfy because you’re mine until I say other wise.” This is so not good for you, definitely not good. Reasoning with her isn’t an option, so what are you going to do?
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