6: the rush

After washing her hands and getting dressed in a casual tee and yellow lounge shorts, Sarah threw a light blue high waisted plaid skirt, white knee socks and a purple cropped hoodie that she could spare.

Just looking at the cum and tear stained face of her former bully made her slightly wet. The excitement she felt was beyond anything she felt before.

At that moment she was sure. There was no way she could let him get away.

'I have to make make him mine... For all the h!umiliation I've faced, I won't be satisfied with giving him just a single embarrassing memory... No... I have to make each of his days special... I have to make him my pet.'

She didn't have to touch her panties to know how wet it was now.

"I can't wear this.. " Mark quibbled, holding the skirt.

"ok.. Then you can just wear the hoodie." Sarah answered almost immediately, approaching to grab the skirt back.

"Wait no... I'll wear it.. I'll wear it." Mark reluctantly accepted his fate and started. wearing the outfit.

Wearing the knee socks, Mark thought of his sexy ex girlfriend who he always had her wear something sexy indoors and outdoors.

'I never thought I would wear this one day.'

Looking at the 2 inch heels infront of him and gym shoes worn by Sarah, Mark once again felt like complaining only to hold it in.

Standing up after wearing the full outfit made him feel the free breeze between his legs. He had to tightly hold the skirt down to feel any sense of security. "Don't you have anything -"

"what? you want to wear panties too?"

"Nooo! can't we -"

"Listen baby dick, the longer we stay here, more likely someone is going to come. Do you want that?" Grabbing his free hand, Sarah led both of them outside to the crowded hallway making their way to the dorm.

Mark never felt so nervous in his entire life. The moment he let go of his skirt to pull the hoodie over his face, he felt naked from the waist down. As they paced faster and faster, he could only hope the thin fabric covered his dangling bits. It was only at certain few moments when the skirt touched his dick did he feel relieved.

'I hope no one recognises me. ' Mark thought as tugged the hoodie down harder.

As they reached the common college dorm, Mark finally relaxed. He finally felt the end to his terrible day was soon approaching.

Tapping the button for the top floor, Mark stood near the elevator door.

"Wait!" Sarah suddenly pulled him towards her.

As the door closed, he could hear something tear. Seeing the familiar skirt stripped away from him, Mark could only curse.

"Fuck!!"