Go with her, get into it

You think fast, but before anything else you the same feeling kept coming to you, betrayal.

You thought Ashley was your friend, defended you because she was nice, that you honestly liked each other, even thought about going with it and dating her, getting fucked by her. To find out it'd all been just a plan to fuck you burned. Maybe she did honestly like you, and Trish wasn't the most reliable narrator in the world, but that didn't change that Trish was going to you for no reason you could possibly think of besides the one she'd just laid out.

The burning hurt, and you wanted Ashley to hurt to. "Alright Trish, on one condition."

Trish quirked an eye brow at you, smirking she STOMPED right between your legs just an inch below your crotch, a reminder of where you were "Condition? Normally I'd punish you for that alone, but you got me interested, what possible condition could you have for this? I want to fucking ruin you all to hurt your little friend, what would make you go long with that that isn't already in play?"

You gulp but weren't about to back down. "I thought Ashley was my friend, this is the first I've heard of this, if that's true then fine you can fuck me I can't get out of it anyways, but I want to go all the way, make it hurt that liar as much as you can."

Trish stood still for a moment before throwing her head back and laughing "Alright Doug, I think I like you. So you know what, fine. I'll talk to the Principle, and I'll drive us to the mall, on the way I'll show the video's and text's that prove what I'm saying, and even the texts I had with my friend that looked into all this where she agrees why that bitch was so nice to you. And when you realize I was right and you were being used, you'll help me. You'll put on make up and something I think is sexy and you'll be the ultimate little bunny in front of the camera's for me. I'll even let you help me make that bitch watch so you can see her reaction. Deal?"

She reached down to you smirking, a few small chuckles still escaping her. You know you shouldn't, **** isn't a good thing, especially when you don't even have Ashley's side of the story, but you can't help it, that burning in your chest demands you do it. You reach up and say "Deal." as she hoists you up.

She took out her phone and began to fiddle with it in one hand, while her other hand remained holding yours. She dragged you to the principle's office where Mrs. North was doing her job, Trish simply said she was taking you some for some 'night long fucking' and Mrs. North nodded and said she'd notify the teachers, smiling with what you thought was pride.

Still holding your hand Trish took you to the parking lot and to a simply amazing convertible. You don't know much about cars but even you can tell an expensive, stupidly fast machine when you see one. Black with red lining the thing seemed to just scream money. She led you to the passenger door nd opened it for you with a little bow, some part of you liked that, there was no pretense here, you were going to be fucked but she still was acting nice and that made you feel nice.

As you buckled up Trish handed you her phone and told you "Got the video's and text's, touch anything else or delete anything and you're dead." You nod and hit play on the first video's up.

The first video is immediately unappealing to you which explains why no one sent it to you, as it's an upshot on a muscle-man, all you could see of the girl was her legs and a sizable cock. But as you watched the woman spoke and it was clearly Ashley. You closed you're eyes, that burning intensifying just a bit, you had been pretty sure but some small part of you hoped Trish was just messing with you.

the next video was a school pretty-boy you vaguely recognized, the crush Ashley "stole" you supposed, and it was without a doubt Ashley that walked up behind that boy and began to just destroy the boy from behind, ass up head down.

After that were texts, the first set from a friend of Trish's, called "Lola" in the phone, speaking about hearing her ex brag about fucking Ashley, then another series of texts from the guy saying he'd given Ashley what he'd never given Trish, and he had done it on-top.

And another series of texts from someone tagged as "Dog face" apologizing for missing some party, and after pressuring and threats from Trish admitted to letting her brother talk her into helping him suck off some girl who she later confirmed to be Ashley, no other texts came from that number afterwards that he could see.

Finally a last series of texts, from Lola again, talking about looking into Ashley ad how se found you, proposing the idea that yes Ashley was only being nice to bed you. That didn't make it fact, but that you were even considering it was enough of a betrayal to make you go through with this.

Before he could really ruminate on this though the car stopped and Trish told him "we're here Dougie-boy, give me my phone and stay put." You jump a bit, the drive from school to this mall was about 15 minutes without traffic and you'd made it in less then 10, Trish must have been driving a lot faster then you'd realized.

You hand her her phone and obediently don't move wondering what she was doing as she walked around the car, then pulled your car door open for you again, unbuckling you then grabbing you hand and gently pulled you out, once more giving a little bow. Once more it was nice, no illusions or questions, she was just being nice, any ulterior motive she may have she was already getting.

Still holding hands she guided you into the mall and to a well sized store, black walls with a red sign that said "Male Passion, bring out a man's best side." You gulped as you saw the goods in the window's along with the prices and unconsciously muttered under your breath "This is a bit expensive for me".

Suddenly Trish turned around and stopped causing you to bump into her. She steadied you before looking you in the eyes and saying "We both know I'm not a 'good girl', but you're with me, that means you get treated right. I pay for everything, and anyone has something even remotely bad to say about you I make them regret it. Got it Doug?"

You feel a blush rising to your cheeks, there's no need for that, even if Trish had been nice to you for a while now and you found the protectiveness in her voice flattering. She was just happy to be getting into your pants. "Got it."

Trish eyed you for a moment before nodding and pulling you into the store. There was a rather cute girl with dyed pink hair at the counter on her phone. Trish made a fake cough noise causing the girl to glance up, but upon seeing Trish she became worryingly pale and jumped to attention. "Ms. Styles, a pleasure to have you, what do you need I'll get right onto it."

Trish nodded imperiously and told the pink-haired girl "Make-up for him, then we'll browse." Trish gently pulled you forward. The girl nodded and raced to stand in front of you, nearly stumbling. Once in front of you she took out some strips of hard paper with colors on it and held it to your face before putting her own hand gently on your cheek, then nodding and walked away to where the makeup was kept.

Waiting you ask Trish "Come here often enough to scare the employs?"

She laughed at him and said with a(beautiful) smile "No, first time actually. I don't normally have a boy to take care of except my ex and he wasn't around for long enough for this. Nah her mother got mouthy with me so I taught that cunt a lesson, Pinky over there walked in on the aftermath is doesn't want the same. Heard about this place when I was around though and looked it up, pretty good place."

You once again ignore the glow at the indirect praise of being the only guy she'd brought here. It meant nothing, she was just prettying you up to hurt that bitch.

Pinky came back with two bottles and experimentally held them both to your eyes. You looked at her in bewilderment, you knew it was pretty common these days for guys to try and look pretty for girls but you'd never looked into it so you had no idea what she was looking for. After a moment she nodded and walked back before putting down one bottle and holding up the other, grabbing just a bunch of other stuff before returning and placing it on the counter looking at Trish expectantly.

Trish walked up pulling you behind her, not giving any reaction to Pinky flinching away that you could see, and inspected everything laid out before nodding. "Alright this all looks good, just keep this here and make sure no one moves the stuff while me and my boy look for something pretty for him."

Pinky nodded and went back behind the counter as Trish dragged you to the isles of clothes, specifically the sexier ones. Pulling out three shirts she finally let go of your hand to hold them all up to your shoulders then throwing them back, getting a read on your size you figure. Then she told you "OK Doug, wait with Pinky alright? I'm gonna find something I like and I'll show it to you after."

You tell her "As you wish." and walk back to the counter, eyeing the makeup curiously, the other girl looked to worried to speak to you though.

After a few minutes Trish came back holding something before presenting it to you.