Reminding her of what she is

"Let's be fair, you're a slut." Charlie says bluntly. Brianna is stunned. She attempts to respond but Charlie doesn't give her a chance to regain her composure. "You are a slut and that was the whole reason he's been with you." "Now hold-" "Nolan likes showing off that the biggest slut in the school is his girl. And you love being the biggest slut in the school." "How dare-" "He practically has you ride his dick in the class just to show off what a stud he is. And let's not forget how much you love it when he gets jealous." "Stop sayin-" Charlie grabs Brianna by her breasts and squeezes them. She suddenly feels very defenseless. The two of them are alone here, even if he is a nerd. ...Or was one -Brianna can't help but notice suddenly that Charlie seems a lot more athletic and no longer the meek and harmless geek. "You flaunt these tits and love it when other guys stare at you. You love it when your dear Nolan gets all jealous and comes to show off that you -belong- to him. Remember how you were stuffing these in my face before you made me do your homework?"

Brianna tries to past him to the door. She's not even trying to defend herself from these accusations anymore, she just wants out. Charlie pushes her face first against a wall and holds her hair with one hand as his other hand goes for her ass. "And you just looove flaunting this sweet ass of yours don't you?" A shiver goes through her body. She's being assaulted but a part of her is starting to enjoy his touch and this scares her more than anything else. "...So maybe that's what you need to remind him of. You are a slut. You are a whore. But if he doesn't take care of you, you aren't his slut." His hand massaging her ass and making her spread her legs. "Ahhh!" Brianna lets out an involuntary moan. "How many guys were you fucking before you got together with Nolan?" "A few, what does it matter?" "And have you fucked other guys after you got together with him?" Charlies fingers are underneath her miniskirt and now sliding under her thong. "I don't- I never!" "Have you?" "I- AH! ...He wanted me to! He shared me with his friends in the team!" Charlie turned her around and pushed her back to the wall. Brianna tried to look away but her assailant **** her to look into his eyes even as his hand slipped under her skirt again and this time speared her pussy.

Brianna's body was starting to betray her. She had to hold onto Charlie to stay up as his expert fingers teased her in ways she had never been done before. "Please..." Brianna begged, but Charlie pushed her even more. "He treats you like his trophy. Shares you with his friends. Now when he gets bored with you, are you really that surprised? Did you really think you were more to him than another hot piece of meat?" "N... Sto-ah... Don't..." Charlie could see her starting to sweat. "Why- why are you doing this to me!" she finally manages to say, before laying her head on his shoulder as her hips started to move in rhythm with his hand. "Because you are a slut and deserve to be treated like a slut..." he whispers in her ear. "And that's the only way to get back at your boyfriend. Show him that you are the biggest slut in the school and what he is missing out by losing you." "...op ...Don't. Don't stop!" Her orgasm isn't modest. She clings onto Charlie and cries out. When it is over she slumps down onto her knees before him and tries to catch her breath.

When Brianna finally wipes away her tears and looks up at Charlie, there is indignation and determination in her eyes again. "That was mean..." "And you loved every second of it." She blushes a bit. "Did your boyfriend ever make you cum like that?" More anger, but she shakes her head. "...Do you really think I can make him regret losing me by showing what a slut I can be?" "Definitely." Brianna grabs onto Charlie's waistband. "Your fingers were go-od, but I felt something bigger pressing against me... Wanna take some pics that we can send to my boyfriend?" Got her.