A cold chill tingled down my spine. I gasped slightly, the down drift created by his fast movements flapping my notoriously short skirt and once again revealing my tight sex and firm buns. I nearly jumped away from him when I felt his skin touch mine. Almost. The only thing holding me there was terror. And maybe a little bit of curiosity...

He could sense her curiosity, he held her shoulders and whispered in her ear. "Come on... you don't wanna try something with me?... I'd love to just watch you... I really feel a deep connection with you when I do..." He smirked and leaned his head on her shoulder.

"You do..?" I was feeling confused and relaxed at the same time. It was as if something was supressing my fear. A blush began to develop on my face. No, this man is a monstrosity, he just wants my body. But is that such a bad thing...

He smiled. "I'm not that much of a monster... I do feel a deep connection with you..." he rubbed her shoulders smiling. He could feel her ease herself but wanting to take her body wasn't that much of a bad thing either.

This wasn't right. Not right at all. There weren't supposed to be men here. I shrugged off his hands, ducked to the right and ran for the only open window, hoping to dive out of the first story classroom. But before I could make it, my foot caught on his leg and I was sent sprawling to the floor, my crotch visible to the entire world. I groaned quietly, trying to lift myself. I only resulting in getting up on all fours, giving him an even better view of my rump and everything that came with it. I massaged my forehead, trying to ease the pain.

He walked over to her. He looked at her beautiful ass and pussy exposed on the floor. He could see she was wet a little. He bent down slowly and instead of reaching where she most likely thought he would reach, he pulled down her skirt. He stood up straight and offered his hand to help her up. "You don't have to run... all I wanna do is watch you..."

I slap his hand away, his intentions although hidden becoming clear to me once again. "Yeah, I bet. So what do you want, exactly?" I flip over so I'm propping myself up on my elbows and look up at him.

"Hey... I could be a dick about this... I'd either rather like to watch you or rape you, the choice is yours" He grabbed her shoulder gently and lifted her up to her feet. "Right now I don't mind you... so I would prefer not to hurt you..." He brushed her off gently and sat on a desk nearby.

"What do you mean watch?" I remained standing, leaning against a desk parallel to his.

"Watch you... bend over, maybe play with yourself..." he smiles. "You're very lovable and beautiful you know..." He looked at her smiling, sitting on the desk still.

I sigh in quiet contemplation. "And if I refuse?" I spoke defiantly, an impatient look dominating my face.

"One way or another I'm gonna get what I want" he smiled ".. if you haven't noticed I'm honest since I kind of like you" He looked at her seriously, relaxing on the desk.

"If you like me, then you'll let me leave. I already love a woman, and I refuse to strip or pleasure you. I have dignity." I glare at him, worry beginning to blossom in my mind. What if he forces me?

He grinned. "That wasn't part of the deal..." He released a bit of his spiritual pressure and brought her to her knees as it got harder to breathe for her. "You will either do what I suggested... or I'll just do it myself..."

I choked noticably, grasping my throat. I confusedly looked up at him. "I don't know what kind of crap you're trying to pull, but I refuse to be a sex toy." I continued to cough, struggling to stand up again.