Marcus pushes for more

There was a sharp intake of breath from both Elizabeth and me. Veronica's words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of their implications. She had managed to shock us all, but had she truly found the apology that I had been looking for?

Elizabeth's expression was a mix of surprise, disgust, and amusement. "Oh my God," she muttered under her breath, shaking her head. "V, you're such a slut."

I had to admit, I was taken aback by Veronica's offer. It was what I'd hoped for but was... unexpected, to say the least. Her tone was almost pleading, as if she was **** for forgiveness and would do anything to get it.

Elizabeth, however, seemed to have a different reaction. Her eyes narrowed, and she pursed her lips, considering the proposal. It was clear that she was trying to decide whether this was enough, or if Veronica was just trying to manipulate the situation.

As for me, I found myself torn. Part of me was shocked and excited by her offer, while another part was wanting to know how far she'd go. I could see the vulnerability in her eyes, the conversation had made her **** for forgiveness. It was clear that she thought that this was on the scale of stealing a car and all the other things she'd done to me in the past, and she was truly trying to make things right.

Elizabeth's expression softened a little, and she glanced at me. She knew I was struggling with my own emotions, and I could see the understanding in her eyes. "I think," she began, her voice quiet and measured, "that this is a step in the right direction. But if you really want to prove yourself, Veronica... you should go all the way."

Her words hung in the air, heavy with their implications. Veronica swallowed audibly, her expression a mix of concern and fear. She glanced at Elizabeth and asked "What do you mean, all the way?".

Elizabeth looked her in the eye, unwavering. "I mean, give him your virginity. Give him something that no one else has ever had. That's the only way to prove how sorry you really are." Her words were cold, but there was a hint of compassion beneath the surface.

The weight of Elizabeth's words pressed down on Veronica like a ton of bricks. She gulped audibly, her expression a mixture of shock, fear, and despair. She looked at me, her eyes pleading for understanding or mercy, but I merely returned her gaze, unyielding.

She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. Tears welled up in her eyes as she struggled to find the courage to make such a monumental sacrifice. The silence stretched on, heavy and oppressive, until finally, with a shaky breath, she said. "I want to make things right," she whispered. "I can't give him my virginity. I've already given it to Martin". She said, starting to tear up.

My heart ached that Veronica wasn't a virgin. Martin was a jock, and to know he had defiled Veronica before me made me angry. I tried to stay cool though, that wasn't what this was about. I couldn't let her off the hook so easily. Not after everything she had put me through. "Then think of something else," I said, my voice firm. "Something else that's just as important to you. Something that no one else has ever had the privilege of experiencing."

Elizabeth nodded in agreement, her expression unyielding. "He's right," she said, glancing at Veronica. "You need to think about what you can offer that's truly special. Because he deserves it."

Veronica wiped away her tears, sniffling as she tried to compose herself. She took a deep breath, and then another, her chest rising and falling rapidly. It was clear that she was struggling to come up with something, anything that could possibly measure up to the impossible task we had set for her.

I glanced at Elizabeth, who merely raised an eyebrow in question. I could tell she was curious to see what Veronica would offer. There was a strange mix of emotions in the air; tension, anticipation, and maybe even a hint of sympathy. It was as if we were all caught up in the drama of the moment, waiting to see how it would all play out.

Finally, Veronica found her voice. "I-I'll give you my first anal experience," she stammered, her face flushing red. "I've never done it with anyone before, and I'll only do it with you if you forgive me for everything." Her words hung in the air, heavy with their implications.

Elizabeth's eyes widened slightly at the mention of anal sex, and she glanced at me. Even she seemed surprised by the offer. "That's... quite an offer, Veronica," she said carefully. "Giving up your anal virginity." She paused, considering. "You hurt him over the course of years, perhaps anal once a week would show you're truly invested in making things right."

My heart skipped a beat at her words, and my breath quickened. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

Elizabeth studied my reaction carefully before speaking. "I don't think that's a bad offer, Veronica," she said. "But it's up to him."

"I meant once, not once a week", Veronica blurted out, flustered, feeling she'd already offered too much.

"You've made sizable problems for him over the years." Elizabeth said, "Lets start with once and see what Marcus thinks."

Veronica and Marcus both gulp and the prospect of a weekly meeting.

I took a deep breath, trying to process everything. Part of me was shocked and surprised by the offer, while another part of me was intrigued. I glanced at Elizabeth, who nodded slightly, encouraging me to make my decision.

"No, I want to hear you say it Veronica, what are you offering me as reparations?"

Veronica pulled into her driveway, her face flushed even deeper as she looked down at her lap, unable to meet my gaze. "I-I'm offering you my first anal experience," she whispered, "... and, well see about access to my anus for as long as you want it."

I glanced at Elizabeth, who nodded slowly, her expression thoughtful. "That's... quite the offer," she said, her voice betraying her surprise. "But it's up to him, Veronica." She turned to me, her eyes filled with expectation. "You should think carefully about what you want, and what you feel is fair."

My heart raced as I considered her words. I had never expected to be in this position, to have Veronica, my former tormentor and cheerleader, offering herself up to me in such a way. I took a deep breath, trying to clear my head, and then I made my decision. "Very well," I said, my voice steady. "I accept your offer."

Elizabeth nodded, her expression serious. "Then it's a deal," she said. She turned to Veronica, her voice softening. "Now you two had best find a time and place to do the deed."

I glanced at Veronica, taking in her wide-eyed expression and trembling lips. She looked terrified. "Perhaps we could all have dinner at Veronica's and see what happens after." Marcus said.

"I... I suppose that would be alright." Veronica stammered.

We all exited the car and walked up to the door, where Veronica fumbled with her keys. Once inside, she led us into the hallway where we were met by Veronica's dad. He gave Veronica and Elizabeth a warm hug before thrusting out his large powerful hand towards me. My movements jerky and unsteady, I shook his hand as he invited us to sit down at the table, I couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of emotions. Part of me was still a little worried about using my abilities to corner Veronica for what she had done to me in the past and for her thinking she'd stolen my car, but another part was intrigued by the prospect of finally having her submit to me in such a humiliating way.

As we took our seats at the dinner table, the atmosphere was tense. Veronica kept glancing nervously at me from the corner of her eye, while Elizabeth maintained a neutral expression as she chatted away with Veronica's parents, I sat pushing the food around my plate waiting for everyone to finish and the right moment to strike. The conversation was stilted at first, Veronica's father broke the ice asking how we knew each other. Elizabeth explained how Veronica had teased Marcus for year but had recently had a change of heart. Veronica's mum swooned at the handsome young man who she believed her daughter was so taken with.

I could feel the tension building up inside me, and I knew that it wouldn't be long before I made my move and I had Veronica.

As the meal came to an end, Veronica's father asked what the plan was for the evening.

"Perhaps we could all watch a movie or something," he suggested.

I looked at Veronica's frozen form, trying to think of something as I thought about how would she tell her parents I was going to take her to her room and take her anal virginity.

Elizabeth spoke up, her tone light as she said we were going to Veronica's room to study and not to worry as she would be chaperoning the new couple, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "I'm sure we can make it fun."

With a stiff nod, Veronica's father gave his approval and wished us all a good time before excusing himself to the living room. As we followed Veronica up the stairs, my heart raced and my palms grew sweaty. I couldn't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and fear.