Chapter 183/Playing With My Pussy

Chapter 183: 183/Playing With My Pussy

Chapter 183

Stephanie’s point of view

I shook my head in a blind, frantic defense of him. "No... he isn’t like that at all!"

She aggressively grabbed me by my shoulders, her fingers digging into my skin as pure panic took over her face. "Stephanie, I am begging you, go report his ass to the administration right now, or I swear to God I will do it myself!"

I locked my eyes onto hers with a sudden, freezing intensity, throwing out a suicidal, dead challenge. "Kira... if you dare pull a stunt like that, I swear to you, I will literally commit suicide!"

She aggressively slapped her palm against her forehead. "You have completely lost your goddamn mind! How can you just let him manipulate and use your body in such a disgusting, vile way?!"

"I wanted it!" I shot back with an unhinged, stubborn finality. "I did it out of my own free will... He isn’t forcing me to do a single thing."

She let out a heavy, utterly defeated sigh. "You are going to regret this bitterly, Stephanie... you are going to pay a heavy fucking price."

"I’m already regretting it," I snapped back instantly, venom bleeding into my tone. "I regret trusting your ass and telling you about it in the first place."

She twisted her lips into a tight, irritated line. "Fine... I’ll shut my mouth and stay out of your business."

We walked back into the classroom with heavy, dragging steps. For the rest of the day, Professor Thorne didn’t show his face once in the corridors, and his entire class was cut from our schedule due to his sudden absence. A cold knot of worry began to gnaw at my stomach, and I felt a desperate, burning urge to go check his private office at any goddamn cost.

The second the final bell rang, I turned to Kira at the main gates. "Go ahead home... I’m heading up to the Professor’s office first."

She knitted her brows together, her eyes dripping with a desperate plea. "Stephanie... please, don’t step right back onto that lethal path again."

"I’m going," I stated stubbornly. "I’ll absolutely call your line later."

I left her standing there and moved rapidly toward the administration wing. I knocked on the heavy wooden door of his office with a hesitant hand, and when absolute silence answered, I pushed it open and stepped inside. The space was completely dead there wasn’t a single trace of him.

I walked back out, dragging the bitter weight of disappointment and despair with me. My mind was so utterly scattered that I didn’t even notice where I was going until my body violently crashed straight into a solid frame, sending the person stumbling back a step.

I snapped my head up in pure panic, only to find myself staring directly into the face of Cain the most popular, arrogant prick in our entire high school. He also happened to be the boyfriend of Claire, the girl who never missed a single opportunity to bully me and crush my existence with her toxic words.

I scrambled backward in fear, stuttering frantically. "I... I’m sorry, I honestly didn’t see your ass."

He looked down at me from his towering height, his face contorted into a sneer of pure disgust. "Are you fucking blind?!"

I bowed my head, trying to minimize my presence. "I’m really sorry... I didn’t mean to bump into you."

He was flanked, as always, by his obnoxious, pathetic crew of shadows Mikey, Nick, Harry, and Marco. A wave of mocking, harsh laughter instantly erupted down the deserted corridor. Cain pointed a sharp finger down toward his pristine, luxury white sneakers, his eyes flashing with malicious triumph. "Look at my shoe... it’s completely ruined because of your goddamn stupidity."

"I didn’t mean to—" my voice vibrated with a visible tremor.

He cut me off with a ruthless, dictatorial glare. "Clean it right now."

My eyes dilated in absolute, burning shock. "Excuse me?! What the hell did you just say?"

He took a dominant step forward, violently invading my physical space as he delivered a dry, final command. "I said clean my goddamn shoe right now without a single word of debate!"

I shook my head in flat, absolute rejection. "No... I am not doing that, ever."

I quickly spun on my heel to walk away and break through their perimeter, but within a literal blink of an eye, the hands of his four friends shot out brutally. They violently clamped around my arms from behind, pinning my limbs against my sides with an iron force that completely paralyzed my movement.

Cain let out a loud, filthy laugh that filled the empty hallway. "Did your ass honestly think you were going to escape that easily, Stephanie?"

I frantically tried to twist out of their grip, letting out a muffled scream as hot tears stabbed at my eyes. "Let me the hell go, you bastards! Let me go!"

Cain stepped in closer, his features dripping with pure, unadulterated malice. He turned back toward his laughing crew, delivering a sickening, low hiss. "Force her ass down to her knees... She’s going to clean my shoe with her goddamn tongue right now!"

A violent shudder sliced straight through my spine in pure, unadulterated terror. I began to twist like a lunatic, frantically trying to break away from the heavy hands that were brutally cranking my arms behind my back. Marco and Nick rammed their shoulders down against mine, forcing my weight toward the floor, while Harry and Mikey let out roaring, ecstatic laughs that filled the empty corridor.

A choked scream tore from my throat, my eyes dilating in sheer panic as I watched the edge of Cain’s sneaker creeping closer and closer to my face. "Let me go! Screw you, you disgusting freaks get your goddamn hands off me!"

But the force doubled in an instant. I felt my knees slam brutally against the cold, concrete floor of the hallway. Cain leaned his torso forward, resting his palm flat against his knee as a sickening, sadistic smirk took over his features. Staring down at my forcefully bent head, he delivered a low, pathetic hiss. "Come on, Stephanie... show us your licking skills, or is your uptight pride holding your ass back? My boys can easily help lower your head a little more if you need the assistance."