Jess goes after Kevin

Emerging into the bustling hallway Jess found Sam, her face buried in her phone, and Tiffany, who was currently leaning against some nearby lockers with Jason. The Samoan football player towered over the more petite raven haired girl, his muscled forearm resting on the lockers above her head – not that Tiff seemed to mind from the way she was playing with her hair…

The second she spotted Jess she smiled, “Hey… are you alright? You look a little… flustered?”

Sam looked up from her phone.

“I’m fine…” Jess squeaked, trying to stop the image of Miss Littlewood sucking her juices off of her finger from playing over and over inside her head. The fact that she was stood in the hallway, barely-dressed, and pussy soaked, did little to help her calm down.

Tiffany giggled, “What did she even want to talk to you about? Or were you two just making out?”

Jason’s eyes lit up, “Fuuuck, Jess and Littlewood? That would be so hot…”

Tiffany gave him a playful smack on the chest, “Hey, remember who you’re flirting with, hmm?”

He laughed heartedly, the sound echoing down the corridor, “Alright, but you have to admit…”

Jess bit her tongue as she watched Tiffany’s eyes sweep over her, the girl clearly lost in some kind of daydream for just a split second. The brunette turned back to the footballer, her dreamy smile growing into one of mischievous agreement, “Mmmhmm,” she purred, which only made Jess shiver.

Tiff isn’t bi Kevin!

Trying to ignore the way her friend was leering at her, Jess turned to Sam, “Sam do uh, do you know where Master is?”

Tiffany interjected, “She’s been messaging him non-stop since the end of class.”

The redhead stuck her tongue out in retort, “So you’re allowed to flirt with Jason and I’m not allowed to flirt with the guy that literally owns me?”

Tiffany pouted but kept her mouth shut as Sam turned back to Jess with a raised eyebrow, “He was just in Bio, I was going to meet him for lunch – wait why?”

“I need to talk to him.”

“Why?” Sam pressed protectively, and Jess groaned in frustration at the way Kevin had twisted her friend’s suspicions against her.

“I just do Sam, please? Can you ask him to meet us somewhere?” Jess urged, shifting her weight anxiously from foot to foot; her wet thighs slick against each other in constant motion.

The redhead pursed her lips but nodded, tapping away rapidly on her phone. It only took a few moments for it to buzz again in her hand, “Ok, he’ll meet us by the cafeteria…”

“Fine,” Jess stated impatiently, turning and taking off in the direction of the lunch hall, leaving a startled Sam to pick up her things and hurry along behind.

As Jess hurried through the busy corridors she tried to keep her anger under control, but she knew she was failing. She wanted to slap Kevin, hard. Consequences be damned she just wanted the satisfaction of wiping the stupid smug look off of his face for even one moment. She could just about cope with the humiliating things he had done to her, but for him to have done this to Sam, to Tiff… to Miss Littlewood!

The blonde trembled thinking about what sort of perverted mind he had that he had made her teacher do that – did he get off on the idea? If it was a joke it hadn’t been very funny.

Walking past the Home Economics kitchen with Sam in tow, Jess couldn’t help but glance in, squeaking in horror at the sight of Mrs. Briars. The woman had seemingly lost about 20 years in age, and gained 6 inches in height from the tall white heels she know wore. But it was the rest of the woman’s outfit that made Jess cringe; she was wearing a matching pastel-blue bra and panty set, thigh high white stockings and a frilly white apron… that was it. Jess was even sure she could see a handprint in flour on the teacher’s ass.

With a groan Jess moved on towards the cafeteria, though as she walked by she caught sight of Maggie and her group of freaks. Jess’s entire face turned a brighter shade of red as she saw the vindictive girl smile and point, and the excited whispers started.

Fuck.

Jess was feeling significantly less confident about the invisibility of her humiliating wetness with every passing second – but she didn’t have time to confront them about it now.

Rounding the corner the blonde caught sight of Kevin leaning, with his arms folded confidently, to the side of the cafeteria doors. Jess stormed up to him, her face like thunder and her emotions only growing as she watched him turn and smirk in her direction.

“Hey Sam. Jess, nice to see your mouth empty again...”

The blonde marched right up to Kevin and… placed her hand warmly on his chest. Jess blinked, and Kevin matched her as the pair stared at her hand in bewilderment – they both knew that she’d just tried to slap him and the pair stared at each other in silent knowing, neither wanting to raise their voices in front of Sam.

“She wanted to talk to you-” Sam explained, somewhat breathless from trying to hurry along behind the angry blonde.

“I can see that,” Kevin’s eyes narrowed, not taking his gaze off of his genie. He tipped his head meaningfully, “Jess?”

The girl seethed, swallowing her frustrated scream and trying to focus on her breathing, “What the hell was that Master?”

Kevin blinked, glancing at Sam who gave Jess an equally confused looked. Kevin smiled, “What was what Jess?”

“With Miss Littlewood… with Mrs. Cooper…” Jess shot a glance meaningfully in Sam’s direction, signally to Kevin that she was being generous by not bringing it up in front of Kevin’s ‘concubine’.

Ugh.

Kevin’s shrugged though he continued to give Jess a frown of confusion, “I thought you’d like it – I was trying to be nice.”

Jess scoffed, “Excuse me?”

“I thought you might be struggling, you know, with your new urges and your little problem…” Kevin smirked as he pointed down at Jess’s soaked thighs, “I’ve started hearing rumours, so I'm guessing you let someone see your…”

“Um, what’s going on?” Sam interjected, feeling lost. She followed Kevin’s finger but saw nothing wrong with Jess at all. The other two didn’t take their eyes off of each other, both staring with growing intensity.

“My new urges?! It didn’t work on me you Master!” Jess hissed, groaning as her expletives were replaced, “And why the hell would you think I’d want that anyway?!”

Kevin looked her over with a begrudging sigh, he’d tried to do one nice thing for her and she didn’t even appreciate that! Was having an obedient and grateful genie too much to ask? It took Kevin a moment to realise what she meant – his wish hadn’t worked on her? That meant Jess was still straight and… oh… He started laughing.

“It’s not funny!” Jess shrieked before she stopped herself and swallowed.

“Can’t you just appreciate that I tried to reward you?”

Jess shook her head, “No! I don’t want your stupid rewards! You have to change her back Master…”

Jess was interrupted when she heard another hushed whisper behind her. It was followed by a quiet gasp and a giggle from someone else walking past – another student that had no doubt been told about and then spotted Jess’s humiliating wetness. The blonde cheerleader felt her cheeks growing brighter and brighter red in shame as her more immediate problem dawned on her.

“People are noticing…” She hissed meaningfully, glancing around.

She didn’t want to lower or debase herself by begging but she also knew that she had to keep control of her frustration, the last thing she wanted to do was to give Kevin another excuse to punish her or shove another dildo down her throat.

With a glower Jess licked her lips before she finally **** out the words with no real meaning, “Please Master?”