Kaguya sama love is war

Shuchiin Academy prided itself on excellence—academic, athletic, and moral. It was a place where status meant everything and perfection was the standard. But even in such a carefully ordered world, cracks could form.

Mark Lancaster, a foreign transfer student with a dazzling smile and a sharp tongue, walked into the elite halls like he owned them. Tall, confident, and unafraid to speak his mind, he was charming to teachers, admired by some students, and feared by others. It didn’t take long for his real nature to surface—mockery behind smiles, insults disguised as jokes, and a habit of tearing down those he deemed "beneath him."

Yu Ishigami, ever the loner, became one of his first targets. President Shirogane, despite his iron will, found himself caught in Mark’s games of psychological warfare. Most turned a blind eye, unwilling to challenge someone so seemingly untouchable.

But not Iino Miko.

Justice burned in her chest like a flame, and though she often struggled to express herself, she knew this much: someone had to stand up to Mark. And if no one else would do it, then she would.

Even if it meant standing alone.

Iino Miko walked through the school corridors with a determination she hadn't felt before, her footsteps echoing faintly against the polished floors. The bustling halls seemed to fade into the background as she focused on her mission, her heart pounding in her chest. She turned a corner, her eyes scanning the empty hallway until they landed on a familiar figure leaning casually against a locker. Mark Lancaster looked up, a smirk playing on his lips as he met her gaze. The air seemed to thicken as he pushed off the locker, his confidence radiating like an aura around him. "Well, well," he drawled, his voice laced with amusement.

Mark's lips curled into a sly smile as he said, "Look who we have here, the hottie president of the moral committee." His voice dripped with sarcasm, and he took a step closer to Miko, his eyes gleaming with amusement. Miko felt a flush rise to her cheeks at the unexpected comment.

Miko's cheeks flushed a deep crimson as she struggled to process the unexpected compliment. Her eyes widened in disbelief, and she took a small step back, her voice barely above a whisper. "H-hottie?" she stuttered, her face burning with embarrassment. The word tumbled out in disbelief, a reflection of her shock at his forward comment. Her hands fidgeted nervously at her sides, and she glanced around the hallway, hoping no one had overheard. Mark's smirk widened, clearly amused by her reaction.

Miko took a deep breath, her cheeks still flushed but her resolve hardened. She straightened her posture, meeting Mark's gaze with a determination that surprised even herself. "You... you shouldn't talk like that," she stammered, her voice trembling slightly but growing firmer with each word. "It's not right to mock people or belittle them just because you can. You think you're so clever, don't you? But all you're doing is hurting others and making everything worse!"

Mark raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by her outburst. He took another step closer, his smirk never faltering.

Mark's smirk widened as he took another step closer, his voice dropping to a low, teasing murmur. "Oh, Miko, you really are adorable when you're angry. But do you really think you can lecture me on what's right? You, who can't even stand up for yourself without stuttering?" He tilted his head, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You want to play hero? How cute. But heroes like you... they don't last very long here." His words hung in the air, sharp and cutting, as he leaned in closer, his breath brushing against her ear.

Mark's breath danced against her ear, sending a shiver down her spine as he whispered, "You're far too hot to waste your time on rules, Miko." His voice was smooth, laced with a confidence that made her stomach twist in knots. She could feel the heat of his body close to hers, the scent of his cologne mingling with the faint smell of the school's disinfectant. Miko's cheeks burned hotter, her mind racing as she struggled to form a coherent thought. She wanted to push him away, to tell him he was wrong, but the words caught in her throat.

Miko's resolve hardened, and with a surge of adrenaline, she pushed against Mark's chest. Her hands met the solid wall of his muscles, and for a moment, she felt a jolt of surprise at his strength. He barely budged, but a flicker of amusement danced in his eyes. "You really think you can move me, little hero?" he teased, his voice low and mocking. Miko's cheeks burned hotter as she realized the futility of her gesture, but she stood her ground, her heart pounding. She could feel the warmth of his body, the scent of his cologne mixing with the faint tang of the school's disinfectant.

Mark's eyes sparkled with amusement as Miko's hands pressed against his chest, her attempt to push him away barely registering. He leaned in closer, his voice taking on a teasing tone. "Oh, Miko, you're so cute when you're trying to be brave. But do you really think you can change anything? You're just a naive little girl playing hero in a world she doesn't understand." His words were laced with mockery, each syllable designed to chip away at her resolve. He shifted slightly, his proximity making the air thick with tension. "Why don't you just admit it? You're attracted to me, and that's why you're so angry.

Miko's face burned with a mix of anger and embarrassment as she struggled to form words. Her voice came out shaky but determined, "I-I'm not... that's not true!" She took a step back, trying to create some distance between them, but her eyes remained locked on his, refusing to back down. "You're just trying to distract me, to make me stop talking. But it won't work!" she said, her cheeks flushing deeper as she denied his accusation. Mark chuckled softly, clearly enjoying her reaction. "Oh, Miko, you're so predictable," he teased, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Deny it all you want, but we both know the truth."

Miko's eyes blazed with a fire that seemed to rival the burning in her cheeks. "How dare you!" she spat, her voice trembling but firm. "You think you can just waltz in here and hurt people, and no one will stand up to you? Well, I'm standing up to you, Mark Lancaster! You're not as untouchable as you think you are!" She took a step forward, her fists clenched at her sides, her heart pounding in her chest like a drum.

Mark raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by her outburst. He leaned back against the locker, crossing his arms over his chest.

Mark's grip on her wrist was sudden and unyielding, his fingers wrapping tightly around her delicate skin. With a swift, powerful motion, he pulled her closer, her body colliding against his. Miko gasped, her breath catching in her throat as she felt the hardness of his cock pressed firmly against her pussy. The shock of the sensation sent a wave of heat through her, despite her mind racing with protest. Her cheeks, already flushed from earlier, burned even brighter as she struggled to process what was happening.

Mark's eyes gleamed with a mixture of amusement and desire, his voice low and husky as he leaned in closer. "You see, Miko?

You can't deny it anymore. You want this, don't you? You want me." He traced a finger down her cheek, his touch sending shivers down her spine. Miko's heart raced, her body trembling with a mixture of fear and excitement. She tried to pull away, but his grip on her wrist tightened.

"Admit it," he whispered, his breath warm against her ear. "Admit that you want me." His words sent a shiver of pleasure through her, and for a moment, she hesitated. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out.

Miko pulled away from him, her face flushed with a mixture of embarrassment, anger, and a little bit of horny. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart and the pounding in her ears. With all her might, she screamed at Mark, "I don't want you! You're disgusting!" Her voice echoed down the empty hallway, causing nearby students to stare in shock.

Mark chuckled softly, unfazed by her outburst. "Oh, Miko, you're so predictable," he teased, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Deny it all you want, but we both know the truth." He stepped closer, his body towering over her small frame. "You want me, Miko. You want my cock buried deep inside your tight little pussy."

Miko's eyes widened in shock at his crude words, but she couldn't deny the heat between her legs. She tried to push him away, but he was too strong. "No!" she cried out, her voice hoarse from screaming.

"Stop this! Stop bullying people!"

Miko's voice echoed down the empty hallway, causing nearby students to stare in shock.

Mark laughed, amused by her outburst. "Oh, Miko, you're so naive," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You think you can stop me? I'm going to make things easy for you, okay? A win-win situation."

Miko's heart raced, her mind spinning with fear and confusion. She tried to pull away from him, but his grip on her wrist tightened. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice trembling.

"I mean," Mark replied, his voice low and menacing, "that if you go on a date with me, I promise to stop messing around with people here. You can tell everyone that I've changed my ways, and they'll all be so grateful." He leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear. "Think about it, Miko. It's a win-win situation."

Miko swallowed hard, her mind reeling. A part of her wanted to refuse, to stand up to him and show him that she wasn't afraid. But another part of her knew that this was probably the only way to stop him from hurting anyone else.

Miko nodded reluctantly, her cheeks burning with a mix of anger and humiliation. She turned to walk away, her footsteps echoing in the empty hallway. As she took her first step, Mark's hand swung out, slapping her ass with a loud smack. She froze, her heart pounding in her chest. "See you tomorrow, Miko," Mark called after her, his voice dripping with smugness. "Don't forget to dress nicely. I want you looking your best for our little date." Miko's hands clenched into fists, but she didn't look back. She kept walking, her eyes stinging with unshed tears.

Miko couldn't shake the memory of Mark's touch as she walked home that evening. The slap on her ass still burned, but beneath her anger and humiliation, she felt a strange, unwelcome tingling sensation. She quickened her pace, trying to outrun the confusion swirling in her mind. Why did her heart race when he was near? Why did the way he leaned in, his breath hot against her ear, make her stomach twist with a mix of fear and something else she didn't want to admit? She clenched her fists, berating herself for even thinking about it.

As Miko walked home, the weight of her decision pressed heavily on her chest. She couldn't shake the feeling that she had just made a deal with someone far more dangerous than she had ever imagined. The slap on her ass still stung, but it was nothing compared to the ache in her heart. She felt betrayed by her own body, by the way her pulse raced when Mark leaned in close. She hated herself for it, for the weakness she couldn't deny.

When she arrived home, Miko locked herself in her room, trying to escape the whirlwind of emotions that threatened to consume her.

Miko locked the door behind her, the click of the latch echoing in the silence of her room. She tried to distract herself by flipping through a manga, but the vibrant colors and lively dialogue only seemed to mock her, their cheerfulness a stark contrast to the heaviness in her chest. The memory of Mark's touch lingered, a burning sensation that no amount of mental scrubbing could erase. She tossed the manga aside and stood up, pacing around the room in an attempt to shake off the restless energy coursing through her veins.

Miko eventually collapsed onto her bed, the weight of the day's events pressing heavily on her chest. She couldn't shake the memory of Mark's touch, the burning slap on her ass, or the way her heart raced when he leaned in close. Despite her best efforts to distract herself, the emotions swirled in her mind, making it hard to relax. She closed her eyes, trying to will herself to sleep, but her body felt tense, her muscles tight with anxiety.

Miko's eyelids grew heavy, the weight of her exhaustion finally overpowering the turmoil in her mind. She lay on her bed, the memory of Mark's slap still fresh, but her body craved rest.

The next morning, Miko woke up to the sound of her alarm blaring in her ear, jolting her out of a restless sleep. She groggily reached over to turn it off, her mind immediately flooded with the events of the previous day. Her stomach twisted into knots as she remembered the deal she had made with Mark, the weight of it pressing down on her like a physical ****. She sat up in bed, her hands trembling slightly as she ran them through her hair. The thought of the date loomed over her, making her breath catch in her throat. She glanced at the clock on her nightstand—7:00 AM.

Miko's hands trembled as she stood before her closet, the weight of the evening ahead pressing down on her like an invisible ****. She had barely slept, her mind a whirlwind of dread and anxiety, each tick of the clock a reminder that time was running out. The memory of Mark's slap still burned, a constant reminder of the power he held over her. She hated herself for the way her heart raced at the mere thought of him, for the twisted mix of fear and anticipation that churned in her stomach. "Why do I feel this way?" she muttered under her breath, her voice shaking with frustration.

As she pulled out a simple black dress, Miko tried to convince herself that it was just her first date ever, and nothing to do with Mark. She told herself that she was just nervous, that it was natural to feel this way. But the truth was, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. Something about Mark made her heart race, her stomach churn. She tried to ignore it, to push it away, but it was there, lingering in the back of her mind.

With a deep breath, Miko slipped on the dress, her fingers trembling as she smoothed out the wrinkles.

She spent the rest of the day etting ready, her mind a whirlwind of emotions. Despite her initial ****, she found herself spending an inordinate amount of time in front of the mirror, tweaking her hair, applying makeup, and trying on different shoes. As the sun began to set, she stepped back to admire her reflection in the mirror. The simple black dress hugged her curves in all the right places, making her feel confident and sexy.

Miko glanced at the clock on her nightstand - it was already 6:55 PM. She took one last deep breath, smoothed down her dress, and headed out the door.

As she walked towards the entrance, her heart raced, her palms sweaty. Suddenly, the ring bells and she knows it's Mark. He was standing by the door, his eyes locked on hers, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Damm, you look beautyfull," he said, whistling under his breath. Miko felt her cheeks redden as she approached him, her body trembling with nerves.

"You wanted this date, didn't you?" he asked, his voice low and seductive. She couldn't find the words to respond, her mind a jumble of thoughts and emotions. Mark stepped closer, his body brushing against hers, sending shivers down her spine. "Good," he said, his eyes boring into hers. "Let's go."

Miko followed Mark out of her house, her heart racing in her chest. She couldn't believe she was actually going on a date with him. As they walked down the street, she tried to ignore the butterflies in her stomach and focus on the task at hand.

"So, where are we going?" she asked shyly, looking up at him.

"You'll see," he replied with a smirk, his eyes twinkling mischievously. Miko bit her lip nervously, wondering what he had planned for their evening together.

They continued walking, their footsteps echoing on the pavement.

Mark couldn't help but sneak glances at Miko, his eyes lingering on her curvaceous figure. "Damn, you've got a great body," he muttered under his breath, unable to resist commenting on her voluptuous curves.

Miko felt his eyes on her and tried to ignore it, focusing on the road ahead. But she couldn't deny the flutter in her chest whenever Mark's gaze met hers. She tried to push the thought away, telling herself she was just being paranoid.

As they turned the corner, Mark's eyes landed on Miko's ass, and he couldn't help but let out a low whistle. "Wow, that ass... it's perfect," he said, his voice low and husky.

Iino felt her face redden in embarrassment. She hated how he was constantly objectifying her, but she couldn't bring herself to ignore him completely. She took a deep breath and turned around to face him. "Please stop commenting on my body," she said, her voice shaking with anger and fear.

Mark raised an eyebrow, amused by her reaction. "Come on, don't be so sensitive," he teased, leaning in close to her ear. "You know you like it when I talk about your curves."

Miko felt a wave of heat wash over her as his breath brushed against her skin.

She tried to ignore the burning sensation in her chest, telling herself it was just a reaction to his proximity. But when Mark leaned in closer, his eyes boring into hers, she couldn't help but feel a spark of something inside her.

"You can also look," he said, pointing down at the bulge in his pants. Miko's eyes widened in surprise, but she couldn't deny the curiosity that stirred within her. Slowly, she lowered her gaze to meet his cock.

"Whoa," she breathed, her eyes widening even further. She had never seen anything so big before. Her mind raced with questions, but she couldn't find the words to ask them. All she could do was stare, her heart pounding in her chest.

Mark smirked, enjoying the shock on her face. "So, what do you think?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

Miko couldn't find the words to respond, her eyes still glued to the impressive bulge in his pants. She had never seen anything like it before. All she could do was stare, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Wow," she finally managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper. "Is... is that normal?" she asked, her eyes flickering back up to meet his gaze. Mark chuckled, shaking his head. "Normal?" he repeated. "Hell no. I'm just blessed, I guess." He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear. "But you like what you see, don't you?" he whispered, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine.

iino finally regain her composture and just looks at mark in the eyes with a heay blush on her face, then without a word she keeps walking.

she couldn't believe what was happening. She had never been so close to someone like this before. His breath was warm against her skin, and his voice was so low and seductive. She felt a strange pull towards him, something she couldn't explain.

As they continued walking, she tried to gather her thoughts. She couldn't shake off the feeling of being overwhelmed by his presence. She glanced down at his crotch again, wondering what it would feel like to be touched by him.

Suddenly, Mark grabbed her hand and pulled her closer. His grip was firm, but not too tight.

finally they arrive at a nice cafeteria. "we're here" says mark, pulling iino out of her thoughts

He led her inside the cafeteria, where they were greeted by the warm, inviting smell of freshly brewed coffee. The place was bustling with activity, but Mark managed to find an empty table in the corner.

As they sat down, Miko couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. She had never been on a date before, let alone with someone like Mark. He was arrogant, rude, and downright intimidating at times. But there was something about him that drew her in, something she couldn't resist.

Mark ordered two coffees and placed one in front of Miko.

She took a sip, savoring the warmth that spread through her body. They chatted about nothing in particular, but Miko found herself enjoying Mark's company. He was charming, witty, and had a way of making her laugh that she couldn't resist.

As they talked, Miko couldn't help but notice how Mark kept stealing glances at her. His eyes would linger on her face, then travel down her body before meeting her gaze again. She felt a blush creep up her cheeks every time he looked at her like that.

"You know," Mark said, taking a sip of his coffee, "I've never seen eyes as beautiful as yours."

Miko blushed even harder, trying to hide her embarrassment. "Thank you," she murmured, looking away.

"Don't mention it," Mark replied, reaching across the table to touch her hand. His fingers brushed against hers, sending a shiver down her spine.

Miko couldn't believe how easily he was able to make her feel this way. She tried to pull her hand back, but he held onto it, his grip firm yet gentle.

"You know," he said, leaning in closer, "I thought about you last night."

Miko's heart skipped a beat. She couldn't tear her eyes away from his.

"I masturbated hard, thinking of you," he continued, his voice low and husky.

Miko felt her cheeks redden even more. She couldn't believe he was saying these things to her.

She tried to pull her hand away, but Mark held onto it tighter. "I can't believe you're saying these things," she whispered, her voice trembling.

Mark leaned in closer, his lips almost brushing against hers. "I'm not just saying it, Miko. I mean it," he said, his voice low and husky. "I want you. I want to touch you, to make you feel good.I want to fuck you hard, make you scream my name, completly own you"

Miko's heart raced, her mind filled with images of what he was describing.

Mark's hand slid up her thigh, his fingers tracing circles on her skin.

Miko's breath hitched in her throat as she felt his touch, sending shivers down her spine. She couldn't believe this was happening, but she couldn't deny the heat that was building up inside her.

As Mark's fingers continued to explore her, Miko's mind was flooded with thoughts of him fucking her. She imagined his hard cock thrusting into her, filling her up, making her scream his name. She couldn't help but moan softly, her body arching towards him in anticipation.

Without warning, Mark's lips crashed down onto hers, claiming her mouth in a fierce kiss.

Miko's eyes widened in shock, but she couldn't deny the heat that was building up inside her. She moaned softly, her body arching towards him in anticipation.

But then, reality came crashing back. This was wrong. She couldn't let Mark do this to her. She had to stop him.

Miko pushed him away, her hands on his chest. "This is wrong," she said, her voice trembling. "We can't do this."

Mark looked at her, confused. "What do you mean? I thought you wanted this too."

Miko shook her head. "No, I don't. We barely know each other. This is too fast."

Mark sighed, his face falling. "come on, just give in and accept you want my cock, let me fuck your brains out" he says

. He leans in closer, his lips brushing against Miko's ear as he whispers "You know you want it, I can see it in your eyes. You want me to fuck you, make you scream my name as I pound into your tight little pussy. Don't fight it, just give in to your desires."

Miko's breath hitches at his words, her body responding to his touch. She tries to push him away, but he's too strong. "No, this is wrong," she whispers, her voice trembling. "We barely know each other. This is too fast."

Mark chuckles, his hand sliding up her thigh. "Don't lie to yourself, Miko.

You want this as much as I do."

Miko pulls away his hand and walks away, her heart racing. She can't believe what just happened. She tries to calm herself down, taking deep breaths. She knows she has to stop this, but it's harder than she thought.

As she walks down the steets, she hears footsteps behind her. She turns around and sees Mark walking towards her. She takes a step back, feeling scared and ****.

"You're not going to get away that easily," Mark says, his voice cold and calculating.

Miko tries to run, but Mark's long strides easily catch up to her. He grabs her arm roughly, spinning her around to face him. "You think you can just walk away from me?" he growls. "You're mine now, whether you like it or not."

Miko feels tears welling up in her eyes as she struggles against Mark's grip. "Please," she whispers, "let me go."

But Mark only tightens his grip on her arm.

"You're mine now, whether you like it or not," he growls, his voice filled with lust and dominance.

Miko tries to struggle against him, but he's too strong. She feels tears welling up in her eyes as he pulls her close, his lips crashing onto hers in a fierce kiss. His tongue pushes past her lips, exploring her mouth as his hands grope her body roughly.

Miko's mind races as she tries to process what's happening. She doesn't want this, but her body betrays her, responding to Mark's touch. She can feel herself getting wet, her nipples hardening under his touch.

Without warning, Mark's grip on her arm loosens, and she manages to wiggle free from his grasp. She takes a step back, her heart pounding in her chest. Tears well up in her eyes as she turns around and runs away from him, her black dress billowing behind her.

Mark watches her go, a smirk playing on his lips. "You'll be back," he screams to her "soon you'll be begging for my cock"he continues, knowing that she can't resist him forever. He continues down the street, his mind already focused on their next encounter.

Miko runs up the steps of her house, her heart pounding in her chest. She fumbles with her key, her hands shaking as she tries to unlock the door. Finally, she manages to get inside and locks the door behind her. She leans against the door, tears streaming down her face as she tries to process what just happened.

She looks around her room, trying to find a distraction from her thoughts. Her eyes land on her bed, and she flops down onto it, burying her face in the pillow. She can't believe what just happened. She had agreed to go on a date with Mark, but she never expected him to be so aggressive.

Miko feels anger boiling inside her. She hates Mark for the way he treats people, especially her friends. But deep down, she can't deny how he makes her feel. His touch sends shivers down her spine, and his voice echoes in her mind. She hates herself for feeling this way, but she can't help it.

As she lies on her bed, she starts to wonder what would happen if she gave in to these feelings. Would it be so bad? She starts to fantasize about being with Mark, about his rough hands on her body and his lips against hers. She shudders at the thought, both scared and excited.

Suddenly, she feels a warmth spreading through her body. Her eyelids grow heavy, and before she knows it, she's asleep.

Miko's dreams are filled with images of Mark. He's touching her, kissing her, and making love to her. She can feel his body against hers, and it sends shivers down her spine. She moans softly, arching her back in response to the sensations.

In the dream, Mark whispers sweet nothings in her ear, telling her how beautiful she is and how much he wants her. Miko's heart races, and she finds herself wanting more.

days go by, mark respected his end of the deal and stoped bullying people and while this might look like it all went well at the end miko can't help to feel unsure.

Despite looking like he wanted her badly mark never contacted her again, and she should be thankfull for that, but she can't stop thinkig about him, dreaming with his touch.

Days go by, and Iino tries to focus on her studies and friends, but her mind keeps wandering back to Mark. She can't shake off the feeling of arousal that overwhelms her whenever she sees him across the room.

One day, as they pass each other in the hallway, Mark catches her eye and smirks. Iino feels her cheeks redden, and her heart races. She tries to look away, but finds herself drawn to him.

As the day goes on, Iino finds herself becoming increasingly distracted by thoughts of Mark.

As miko gets increasingly she falls to deeps she never imagines. In an effort to forget him and prove herself that mark isn't that special iino started consuming porn. it started slowly, with some pictures of dick, but none seem to compere to the monster that mark seems to be hiding.

Then it incresed to watching videos, at the beginig she watched loving sex videos but those weren't enough, in time she fell in to hardcore sex videos with women being treated harshly and fucked in to oblivion

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Miko's heart raced as she watched the videos, her body tingling with anticipation. She couldn't believe how much she was enjoying them, but she couldn't help herself. As the scenes unfolded before her, she found herself becoming more and more aroused.

Her fingers traced the outline of her panties, feeling the heat between her legs. She bit her lip, trying to contain the moans that threatened to escape. She knew this was wrong, but she couldn't stop.

every night she watches this videos and masturbate, but she's unable to reach orgasm, something seems to be lacking.

One night as the others iino is going at it.As her fingers dance across her clit, the screen of her phone lights up, casting an eerie glow on her face. She freezes, her breath catching in her throat as the message flashes on the screen. It's from an unknown number.

Her breath hitches as she stares at the screen, the message burning her eyes. The words "a little gift to help you relax" taunt her, each letter twisting in her gut. Her thumb trembles over the attachment, hesitation warring with a sickening curiosity. The room feels heavier, the air thick with anticipation. She knows she shouldn't, but the temptation gnaws at her, relentless. With a swallow that scrapes her dry throat, she taps the image, her heart pounding in her ears like a **** knell. The screen flickers, and for a moment, there's only blackness. Then, the image loads, and her world narrows to the sight before her.

Miko's breath caught in her throat as the image loaded, her eyes widening involuntarily. There, on her screen, was Mark, completely naked, his massive erection jutting out from his body. It was even bigger than she had imagined, and for a moment, she forgot to breathe. Her heart pounded in her chest, and she could feel the heat rising to her face. She knew she should look away, delete the message, and pretend she never saw it, but her body seemed to betray her. Her fingers trembled as she zoomed in on the image, her curiosity getting the better of her.

Miko's fingers moved instinctively, her breath hitching as she touched herself. The image of Mark on her screen was seared into her mind, his massive erection fueling her arousal. She bit her lip, trying to suppress the moans that threatened to escape, but the pressure building inside her was unbearable.

Miko's moans grew louder, her voice echoing in the quiet room as she screamed Mark's name. The image on her screen blurred as tears of frustration and pleasure streamed down her face. Her fingers moved furiously, her body trembling with each wave of pleasure. She imagined Mark's strong hands gripping her, his massive erection thrusting into her, using her just as she had seen in the videos. The thought sent her over the edge, and she let out a loud, guttural scream as she finally reached orgasm."MAAAARK" she screamed as she cums.

this was the breaking point, days and days without orgasm but just one picture changed that, miko finally understand what was lacking to her, it was mark, she needed mark

Miko's scream echoed in her room, a raw, primal release that left her breathless. As the waves of pleasure subsided, she collapsed onto her bed, her body trembling. The image of Mark still lingered on her screen, his erection a stark reminder of what she had just imagined. She stared at the ceiling, her mind racing with the realization that had hit her like a storm. She needed Mark. Not just the fantasy, not just the image, but the real, overpowering presence of him.

Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, her fingers still wet from her climax.

Miko's fingers hovered over the screen, her heart pounding as she struggled to form the words. The image of Mark still lingered in her mind, fueling her desire. She took a deep breath, her hands trembling as she typed out the message. "Please... I need you," she wrote, her voice barely above a whisper. She hesitated, her thumb hovering over the send button. finally temptation wins her over and she presses the button

Miko's eyes widened as she read Mark's response, her heart skipping a beat. "Need me to what?" The words taunted her, echoing the same teasing tone he had used when he first slapped her ass. She felt a surge of embarrassment mixed with arousal, her cheeks burning as she realized how forward she had been. Her fingers trembled over the keyboard, unsure of how to respond. She could try to play it cool, pretend she meant something innocent, but deep down, she knew she couldn't hide her true intentions.

Finally, she gathered the courage to type out her reply. "I need you to have sex with me," she wrote, her fingers shaking as she hit the send button. The words hung in the air, a confession that felt both terrifying and liberating. For a moment, she wondered if she had gone too far, but then she remembered how much she had fantasized about him.

Mark's responded. " sex is to lovey dovey, tell me what you really want me to do to you".

Miko stared at the screen, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never been so turned on in her life. The thought of Mark taking control of her, making her beg for more, sent shivers down her spine. She took a deep breath and typed out her reply. "I want you to fuck me hard, fuck my brains out. Make me scream your name, ."

There was a pause as she waited for his response, her fingers trembling with anticipation. Finally, the message appeared on the screen. "Good girl, I'll make you beg for more." The words sent a shiver down her spine, and she felt herself growing wetter between her legs.

But then, something unexpected happened. Mark's response was not what she had expected. He wrote, "I won't fuck you." Her heart sank, and she felt a wave of disappointment wash over her. Was this some kind of cruel joke? She stared at the screen, hoping for a different answer, but none came.

Miko felt a mix of emotions - anger, humiliation, and confusion. She had been so sure that he would want her, but now it seemed like he had changed his mind. She couldn't understand why he would tease her like this. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard, unsure of what to say next.

"Why?" she finally managed to type out, her heart racing with anticipation. A long pause followed as she waited for his response, her mind filled with conflicting emotions. Finally, the message appeared on the screen.

"Because you don't deserve it," Mark's reply read, a smirk hidden behind the words. "you were a bad bitch and rejected me remember?" read another message

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Miko's heart sank, her cheeks flushing with shame and anger. She had been so sure that Mark wanted her, and now he was acting like she was nothing to him. She felt a surge of defiance rising up inside her. How dare he treat her like this?

She quickly typed out a response, her fingers flying across the keyboard. "I'm sorry," she wrote, trying to keep her voice steady. "I was a fool. I realize now that I want you more than anything. Please, I need you to fuck me. I'll do anything."

Miko's eyes burned with tears as she sent the message, her heart pounding in her chest.

She waited with bated breath for Mark's response, hoping against hope that he would change his mind. Finally, the message appeared on the screen.

"Meet me at school tomorrow," it read.

Miko's hands trembled as she read the words, her entire body shaking with anticipation. She had never been so excited - or scared - in her life. She knew that this was dangerous, that she was playing with fire, but she couldn't help herself. She needed Mark, wanted him more than anything else in the world.

The rest of the night, Miko searched within porn how to apologize properly before finally reaching an answer. She felt bad about how she treated Mark earlier and wanted to make sure she did things right this time.

The next day, Miko walked eagerly to school, anxious about what might happen. She had no idea what Mark had planned, but she knew she needed to make things right between them. As she walked through the school's entrance, her heart raced with anticipation. She had a feeling that today was going to be different from all the other days.

Finally, she found Mark in the hallway. He was standing against the lockers, looking casual, but there was a glint in his eye that made her heart skip a beat. "Hey," he said, smirking. "You finally found me."

Miko swallowed hard, trying to find the courage to apologize properly. She knew she had been wrong to push him away before, and she wanted to make things right.

just when miko was about to speak mark interrupts her and tells her to this somewhere more private. "the rooftop should be fine, let's go there" he says

. Miko follows his command and starts walking towards the roof. As she does, she adds an extra swing to her hips with each step, feeling a strange sense of confidence and excitement. She had been so nervous about seeing Mark again, but now she felt like she had a purpose, like she was meant to be here. The hallway was empty as they made their way to the stairs, and Miko's heart raced with anticipation. She had no idea what Mark had planned, but she knew it was going to be intense.

As they walk she can feel mark's eyes on her ass, but this time is not unconfortable she feels happy that he lust her

They reached the top of the stairs and Miko followed Mark to the edge of the roof. The view was breathtaking, with the city spread out below them like a colorful patchwork quilt. Miko couldn't help but feel a rush of adrenaline as she looked down at the world from this height.

Mark was about to speak, but this time it's him who gets interrupted. Without hesitation, Iino falls on her hands and knees, head pressed hard against the floor and starts apologizing. "Mark, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you away like that. You were just being honest about what you wanted, and I wasn't ready for it. I should have been more understanding and open-minded. Please forgive me."

Her words were sincere, and there was a hint of desperation in her voice. She knew she had messed up, and she was willing to do anything to make things right between them. "I was a stupid whore, I shouldn't have rejected you"

Mark smirks and steps on Iino's head, grinding his foot into her skull as he calls her degrading nicknames. "That's more like it, you little slut. I knew you'd come crawling back to me eventually. Now, let's see how well you can serve me." He pulls out his enormous member and steps closer to her, towering over her bent form.

"Shake your ass for me, whore," he demands, his voice laced with authority. Iino obeys without hesitation, shaking her ass in the air as best she can while still keeping her face pressed against the floor. Her heart races with a mixture of fear and excitement as she feels Mark's gaze burning into her skin.

Without warning, Mark grabs Iino by the hair and yanks her head up forcefully. Her eyes widen in shock as she looks into his cold, emotionless eyes. "You're such a pathetic little cunt," he growls, spitting the words out like bullets.

Mark releases his grip on her hair, and she feels a slight sting as the strands snap back into place. He spins around her, his eyes narrowing as he takes in the sight of her shaking ass. The movement is exaggerated, each sway deliberate and inviting, and for a moment, he just watches, his chest rising with controlled breaths. Then, without warning, he reaches out and grabs her ass, his fingers digging into her flesh as he pulls her back against him. "You think a little apology and a shake of your ass will make everything okay?" he growls, his voice low and menacing.

Miko's voice trembled as she spoke, her words barely above a whisper. "I know I don't deserve it, Mark, but please... fuck me. I need to feel you inside me, to know that you still want me despite everything I've done. I'll do anything, just please don't leave me like this."

Mark's hand came down with a sharp crack, the slap echoing across the rooftop as he struck her ass. "From now on, I'm your master," he growled, his voice firm and unyielding. Miko yelped at the pain, but beneath it, a thrill ran through her. She nodded eagerly, her face still pressed against the floor. "Yes, Master.. I belong to you," she whispered, her voice trembling. Mark's grip tightened on her ass, his fingers digging deep into her flesh as he pulled her closer. "You'll do exactly as I say, when I say it," he commanded, his breath hot against her skin.

Mark's hand lingered on her ass, his fingers tracing the curve before he suddenly grabbed the hem of her skirt and yanked it up. The fabric bunched around her waist, exposing her bare skin. He paused, his breath catching in surprise as he realized she wasn't wearing panties. "You really were ready for this, weren't you?" he muttered, his voice tinged with approval. Miko nodded, her face still pressed against the floor, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. Mark's hand returned to her ass, this time with a gentler touch, though no less possessive.

Mark's laughter echoed across the rooftop, cold and menacing, as he gazed down at Miko's trembling form. "As a final apology, your precious first time won't be like others," he sneered, his voice dripping with malice. Miko's heart pounded as she felt his hands grip her hips, pulling her back against him. She could feel the heat of his body pressing against her, and despite the fear that clawed at her chest, she couldn't deny the twisted arousal that coursed through her veins. Mark's fingers dug deeper into her flesh, his touch both painful and exhilarating. "You'll remember this day," he growled, his breath hot against her ear. "You'll remember me."

Mark's cock hovered just above Iino's entrance, the tip brushing against her clit as he taunted her with what she so desperately craved. "Beg me," he growled, his voice low and commanding, as he pressed the tip against her, teasing her with shallow, fleeting touches. Iino's breath came in ragged gasps, her hips bucking involuntarily as she pleaded, "Please, Master, fuck me. I need you inside me, I can't take this anymore." Her words were laced with desperation, her body trembling with anticipation as Mark continued to torment her, drawing out her desire until she was almost in tears.

Mark's lips curled into a cruel smirk as he leaned in closer, his breath grazing her ear. "You didn't specify where, did you?" he taunted, his voice dripping with malice. Without another word, he shifted his position, his cock pressing against her tight asshole. Miko gasped, her body tensing as he began to push inside, the initial resistance giving way to a sharp sting of pain. Her hands clawed at the floor, but she didn't dare pull away, her submission overriding the discomfort. "Relax," he growled, his fingers digging into her hips as he thrust deeper, each inch a reminder of his control.

As Mark thrust deeper, Iino's body tightened around him, the initial pain melting into a searing pleasure that radiated through her core. Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her muscles clenching involuntarily as she cried out, her voice echoing across the rooftop. "Master!" she screamed, her hands clawing at the floor as her body shuddered beneath him. Mark's grip on her hips tightened, his movements becoming more relentless as he drove into her, each thrust heightening her pleasure. "You belong to me," he growled, his voice a low, possessive rumble that sent shivers down her spine.

Mark's thrusts grew more fervent, each movement sending waves of pleasure through Iino's body. Her moans echoed across the rooftop, a mixture of pain and ecstasy as she clutched the floor, her nails digging into the concrete. "More, Master," she pleaded, her voice trembling with desire. Mark's grip on her hips tightened, his rhythm unrelenting as he drove deeper, each thrust heightening her pleasure. "You're mine," he growled, his voice a low, possessive rumble that sent shivers down her spine. As the intensity reached its peak, Iino's body convulsed, her muscles tightening around him as she screamed his name once more.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Mark's body tensed, his hips jerking violently as he let out a primal roar. His cock throbbed inside her, pulsing with each powerful spurt of his cum. Iino felt the hot, sticky liquid fill her asshole, overwhelming her senses. She clenched around him, milking every last drop from his shriveling cock.

As the last tremors subsided, Mark pulled out of her, leaving her feeling empty and used. He stepped back, surveying the damage he had inflicted on her.

Iino, still lying on the floor, couldn't help but smile. Her face was flushed with pleasure and pain, her body trembling from the intensity of their encounter.

"Thank you, Master," she whispered, her voice hoarse from screaming. "You have truly shown me my place."

Mark smirked, his eyes dark with satisfaction. "You're welcome, my pet."

He turned and walked away, leaving Iino lying on the rooftop, her body trembling from the intensity of their encounter. She slowly pushed herself up to her knees, her eyes fixed on the wet spot on the floor where Mark had just pulled out of her. She couldn't help but smile, feeling a strange sense of pride at having been used so thoroughly by her Master.

As she stood up, she noticed Mark standing in front of her, his hand wrapped around his semi-hard cock. "Clean me," he ordered, his voice firm and commanding. Iino's eyes widened, but she didn't hesitate. She dropped to her knees, her hands trembling as she gripped Mark's hips.

Her tongue darted out, tasting the saltiness of his precum as she began to lick his shaft. Her mouth watered at the taste of him, her heart racing in anticipation of what was to come. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with need and desire.

Mark's cock twitched in response to her ministrations, his breathing growing heavier. He watched as she took him deeper into her mouth, her throat working as she bobbed her head up and down his shaft. Her lips brushed against the sensitive skin of his cock, sending shivers down his spine.

As she sucked him, Mark's mind wandered to the possibilities that lay ahead. He could do whatever he wanted with her and in life in general. He had always been a dominant figure, but now he felt truly unstoppable. His grip on her hair tightened as he pulled her off his cock, relishing in the look of desire and submission on her face.

as soon as he released she got back to sucking, doing it with intensity and fervor

Mark looked down at Iino, admiring her devotion to him. He knew that she was the perfect submissive for him, someone who would do anything he asked of her. He smiled to himself, feeling a sense of power and control that he had never experienced before.

"Miko," he said, breaking the silence that had fallen between them. "We need to talk about the initial problem we had, my bullying of other people."

Miko looked up at him, her eyes filled with love and devotion.

She gently took his cock in her hand and pulled it out of her mouth, leaving a string of saliva connecting them. "Master, you can do whatever you want," she said, her voice shaking with excitement. "You're unstoppable."

Mark watched as she got back to her knees, her eyes never leaving his cock. She gripped it tightly in her hand and slowly began to stroke it up and down, her tongue darting out to wet the head. He could feel the anticipation building inside him, knowing that she was about to take him deep into her throat once again.

Iino watched in awe as Mark's cock twitched in response to her touch. She couldn't believe she was doing this, that she had become so submissive to him. But it didn't matter anymore. She lived to serve Mark, to please him in any way she could.

Without further hesitation, she opened her mouth wide and took him as deep as she could. She felt his cock hit the back of her throat, sending shivers down her spine. She moaned around him, her eyes rolling back in her head as she was consumed by the sensation of having him in her mouth.

Mark watched as Iino sucked on his cock, her eyes locked onto his. He couldn't help but feel a sense of power and control as he slowly began to thrust his hips forward, pushing his cock deeper into her throat. He groaned, feeling the pleasure building up inside him.

Iino gagged as she felt Mark's cock hit the back of her throat again. She couldn't believe how much she loved this feeling, how much she craved his dominance. She pulled back slightly, her lips brushing against the sensitive skin of his cock, before taking him back into her mouth.

Her hand stroked the base of his shaft, adding to the pleasure she was giving him.

Mark groaned, feeling the pleasure building up inside him. He watched as Iino's lips moved up and down his cock, her eyes locked onto his. He could see the desire and submission in her eyes, and it only fueled his own desire. He began to thrust his hips forward, pushing his cock deeper into her throat.

Iino moaned around him, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through Mark's body. She could feel his cock throbbing in her mouth, and she knew he was close. She wanted to please him, to make him feel as good as he had made her.c

She sucked harder, determined to bring him to the edge.

"Fuck, that's it, take it all," Mark groaned, his voice rough with desire. "You're such a good little cum dumpster, aren't you?"

Iino moaned around him, the degrading nickname only fueling her desire to please him. She could feel his cock twitching in her mouth, and she knew he was getting close. She bobbed her head faster, her lips moving up and down his shaft.

"You like that, don't you?" Mark growled. "You love being used like a fuck toy, don't you?"

Iino moaned in agreement, her eyes rolling back in her head as she sucked harder.

She could feel Mark's cock twitching in her mouth, and she knew he was getting close. She bobbed her head faster, determined to bring him to the edge.

"You like that, don't you?" Mark growled. "You love being used like a fuck toy, don't you?"

Iino moaned in agreement, her lips moving up and down Mark's shaft. She could feel his cock throbbing against her tongue, and she knew he was close. She sucked harder, her hand stroking the base of his cock.

"Fuck, I'm going to cum," Mark groaned, his hips thrusting forward. "Take it all, you dirty slut."

Iino moaned around his cock, her eyes rolling back in her head as she felt the warm, thick fluid begin to fill her mouth. She had been waiting for this moment, had been craving Mark's cum for weeks now. She eagerly swallowed every drop, savoring the taste of his essence on her tongue.

As the last drops trickled out, she slowly pulled off his cock, her lips lingering on the tip. She looked up at Mark, her eyes filled with adoration and desire. "Thank you, Master," she whispered, before leaning in and kissing his cock, tasting his cum on her lips.

Mark groaned at the feeling of her lips on his cock, her tongue licking up the remaining drops of cum.

He watched as a single drop fell to the floor, and he smirked. "Don't waste anything, Miko."

Miko looked up at him, her eyes wide with surprise. "Yes, Master," she replied, her voice shaking slightly. She hesitated for a moment before leaning forward and licking the drop of cum off the floor. Her tongue darted out, quickly lapping up the salty taste from the concrete.

Mark chuckled, amused by her eagerness. "That's a good girl," he said, patting her head. "Now, why don't you clean yourself up?"

Iino looked desapointed but didn't say anything. She stood up slowly, her eyes still locked onto Mark's. She walked over to the nearby sink and turned on the water, letting it run over her hands. As she cleaned herself up, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness. She had hoped that they would continue their intimate encounter, but it seemed like Mark was done with her for now.

She finished washing her hands and turned around to face Mark, her expression blank. "Is there anything else you need me to do, Master?" she asked quietly.

Mark smirked at her, clearly enjoying her submission.

He noticed the slight frown on her face and decided to reassure her. "Don't worry, soon your pussy will get some fun too," he said, his voice laced with promise.

Iino's eyes lit up at his words, and she nodded eagerly. "Thank you, Master," she whispered, her heart racing with anticipation. She couldn't wait to feel his cock inside her again.

Mark stood up, stretching his muscles. He walked over to Iino, his gaze locked onto hers. He ran his fingers through her hair, gently pulling her head back.

As he did so, his lips met hers in a passionate kiss. His tongue danced with hers, exploring every inch of her mouth.

Meanwhile, Mark's hand found its way to her chest, squeezing her soft breasts through her shirt. She moaned into his mouth, her nipples hardening at his touch. He continued to grope her breasts, pinching her nipples between his fingers.

Iino's mind was awhirl with desire and submission. She could feel her pussy growing wetter by the second, eager for his touch. She pulled away from the kiss, gasping for air.

"Yes, Master?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Mark smirked, enjoying her eagerness. "I want to see what you can do," he said, his voice low and commanding. "Dance for me, Miko. Show me how badly you want me."

Iino's heart raced at his words. She knew what he wanted, and she was more than happy to oblige. She stepped back, her eyes locked on his as she began to dance. Her hips swayed sensually, her body moving to an unheard rhythm. She spun and twirled, her breasts bouncing with each movement.

Mark watched her, his eyes roaming over her body.

He couldn't help but feel a surge of pride at how well she was following his instructions. She was his now, completely under his control.

As she continued to dance, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of desire. He knew he would have her soon, and the thought made his cock twitch in anticipation.

"That's it, Miko," he said, his voice low and commanding. "You're doing great. "

Iino's dance grew more sensual, her hips swaying and her breasts bouncing enticingly. She could feel Mark's eyes on her, drinking in every movement. She knew she was doing well, pleasing him with her body.

Mark cleared his throat, breaking the spell. "Now it's time for the final details," he said, his voice laced with promise.

his eyes locked onto hers. "You're going to pay me back for that date we had the other day. Double the price, in fact."

Iino's eyes widened in surprise, but she nodded again, understanding his demand. She knew she had to do whatever it took to please him.

"Of course, Master," she said, her voice filled with submission.

Mark smirked at her eagerness. "Good girl," he said, his voice low and commanding. " second of all, you will always act flirty and try to seduce me. Do you understand?"

Iino nodded vigorously, her heart racing with excitement at the thought of being his ****. "Yes, Master," she whispered. "I understand."

Mark's eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "Good," he said, his hand reaching out to caress her cheek. "You're going to make a perfect ****."

"And as a final task, you will help me bully anyone I order you to."

Iino's eyes widened in surprise at the new demand, but she nodded eagerly. "Yes, Master," she whispered, her voice filled with submission.

Mark smirked at her obedience. "Excellent," he said, his hand trailing down her body. ]

As he spoke, he started walking away from the roof, towards the stairs that would lead them down to the ground floor. Iino followed him, her heart pounding with anticipation. She couldn't believe she was actually going to do this - pay him back for that date they had, and help him bully anyone he wanted.

Her mind was awhirl with thoughts of submission and servitude. She pulled out her wallet, fumbling with the bills inside. She knew she had to give him more than just the original amount - she owed him for the pleasure he had given her earlier.

She pulled out a wad of cash, counting out the bills quickly.

"Here you go, Master," she said, her voice shaking with excitement. "This is everything I have."

Mark took the money from her, his eyes scanning the bills. "Not bad, Miko," he said, his voice laced with amusement. "You're quite the rich bitch, aren't you?"

Iino flushed at his words, but she couldn't deny the truth in them. She had always been privileged, and now she was using that privilege to serve him. "Yes, Master," she replied, her voice trembling with submission.

He nodded, his eyes darkening with lust.

With a final kiss and groping of her ass Mark says that it's time to go back to classes.

As iino walks towards the door she can't help but to think about her new life, her new self. She has given away all her morals for pleasure, she is now simply a ****. Once she crosses that door a new iino miko will be born, a obidient and submissive version of herself, a version of her that doesn't care for anyone but Mark, a version of her willing to hurt others for the pleasure of her master, a version of her that betrays all of what she previously belives in.

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As they walked towards the door, Iino couldn't help but hug herself around Mark's arm, happily accepting this new version of herself. She felt a sense of freedom in her submission, as if she had finally found her true purpose in life.

Mark grinned at her eagerness, his grip on her ass tightening. "You're such a good girl," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.

They stepped out of the roof top and Iino couldn't help but shiver with excitement, her body craving more of Mark's touch. She was now his property forever