Make her suffer, you're the king now.

On her knees and begging for satisfaction, it was so perfect. Cole couldn't help but think of all the times she was a bitch to him and everyone else who wasn't up to her standards. She'd laugh that haughty giggle when they tried to talk to her and flat out rejected anyone who asked her out. She picked on the smaller girls and most of the guys who had crushes on her, she was a powerful influence, a sexual one, if any.

Cole decided that now was the time to not only exact **** for himself, but for everyone who had been mistreated by her. Pulling away from her grip he saw her eyes water as she continued to look at him. He passed over her and went to the teacher's desk, opening the drawer and finding a key to the room. The doors locked from the outside, and required a key from the inside, so it worked itself out quite perfectly. When Jackie saw this her eyes grew a bit, not only from being denied but an ominous feeling of what was to come.

"Cole, please!" She screamed, her voice **** and hot. It made Cole harden at the sound of it, but he moved on, determined to show her what the other side was like. He approached the doors to the band room now, but felt himself slow as something caught his leg. Jackie had thrown herself at him and grabbed his ankle, pulling herself up his leg. Her voice was calmer now, her last ditch effort coming on.

"Cole, I'm begging you, I need you. I'll do whatever you want, whenever, for the rest of your life, I don't care! I need you inside me, fuck me... Please." She was tugging on his heartstrings and his cock now, but he was stronger. He pushed her off of him with his hand, watching her hit the carpeted floor and weeping as she curled up, trying to contain herself. Cole exited the room, shutting the door behind him and locking the double doors with the key. She couldn't get out until someone unlocked the doors, and that was a couple of hours from now. He felt strong, powerful, but Cole also felt a little remorseful. Trying to clear his head, he moved on, going to his next class before the bell rang and taking a look at his next subject.