Unlucky Locker Present

Cynthia being the queen bee she was had connections with all the social groups. So when word was starting to spread she decided that she would get the pot smokers help. She had paid Tim $400 to open Elizabeth's locker and plant the marijuana before everyone went to lunch. Cynthia was now sitting in history staring at Elizbeth knowing that soon that face would be sitting between her legs worshiping her like the goddess she is.

The bell rang and everyone started leaving class to go to their lockers to put everything away before going to lunch. As Elizabeth left the class Cynthia tailed right behind her so she'd be there when she opened her locker. When Elizabeth got to her locker she noticed a couple sets of eyes on her but proceeded to ignore them. When she opened her locker a baggie came out and it was unmistakable that there was weed inside. Elizabeth froze for she knew that if she was caught she would be expelled and that her school life would be over. Just when all hope was lost Cynthia took a picture of the scene and then put a hoodie over the weed and shoved it back in Elizabeth's locker. Even though people saw Cynthia do this no one would stand against her. After all her father's company had way too much influence in the local area.

Cynthia took advantage of this moment and whispered in Elizabeth's ear, "I suggest you join me for lunch Lizzy."

Knowing she had **** Elizabeth followed Cynthia to the cafeteria to an isolated table in the corner. Luckily this corner was in such an area that only the most astute listener would be able to hear their conversation. "So Lizzie as you heard earlier my phone took a picture of you having weed in your locker which means you might as well say your life is over," Cynthia spoke in an authoritative manner.

"What do you want that I can possibly give you seeing as how you are the richest girl in our school," Elizabeth said, on the verge of tears and feeling her life fall down around her.

"Oh dear Lizzie there is only one option moving forward. And that is to become my personal pussy pleasing lezzie, though I may lend you out," Cynthia said leaving Elizabeth at a loss for words. As she was processing what she was just told Cynthia finished her lunch. "Well I hope you got you fill of lunch cause its time to follow me to the restroom for your dessert," Cynthia scoffed as she grabbed their trays and dumped them in the trash before proceeding to the bathrooms.

Seeing no option left for her Elizabeth got up and followed Cynthia to the restroom knowing this was the end of her happy life. As she entered the bathroom she saw Cynthia sitting in the first stall with her underwear off presenting her pussy.

"Well Lizzie I hope you are a religious girl cause its time to worship me as a goddess at my altar," Cynthia commanded as she rubbed her pussy lips, causing a small squelch because of how wet she was.

Elizabeth gulped as she kneeled before Cynthia resigning herself to this fate. She took the first tentative lick as Cynthia laid back and put her legs over her shoulders. It did not taste awful, but Elizabeth would never admit it to this bitch. She licked up and down not knowing what she was doing, but it seemed to be working as Cynthia moaned. With that she tried to experiment a little before she eventually decided to harden her tongue and piston it in and out hoping for quick results. It seemed to work for soon Cynthia crossed her legs forcibly, trapping Elizabeth's head and cutting off any kind of escape. Her efforts were soon rewarded as a massive burst of otherworldly sweetness invaded her mouth and down her throat in a torrent of femcum.

After a few minutes Elizabeth was freed from Cynthia's bear trap like thighs. When Cynthia finally caught her breath she spoke. "That was great for a first time lover, and will be the first of many. By the way a couple more changes to your life. You will be doing this a lot as my official girlfriend, and you will go by Lizzie or if I'm in a particularly in a bad mood Lizzie the Lezzie. Saturday we are going on a shopping trip because no girlfriend of mine will dress in peasant clothing. And lastly when in public you will address me as Cyn showing affection for me but in private it will either be Mistress, Mistress Cyn, or my personal favorite, Goddess. Understood?"

Lizzie simply nodded before getting up to go to the sink.

"You better not be thinking of washing my dessert off your face you best just rub it in like its the best moisturizer you have ever had," demanded Cyn, and Lizzie did as commanded. Cynthia got dressed and started to leave when she said, "See you later lover."

"Yes Mistress..." was all Lizzie got to say before Cyn left the bathroom, leaving here staring at herself in the mirror. Luckily she had gym after this so she would get a shower after.