part 4

Sam followed Claire out of the classroom, a sense of triumph coursing through him. He knew she wouldn't refuse his offer, not with the threat of the video hanging over her head and him sharing the remote with other boys.

He could see the resignation in her eyes, the way she walked with her shoulders slumped, defeated.

He led her to an empty classroom, one that was often used for storage. He knew no one would disturb them here. He locked the door behind them, turning to face Claire with a smirk on his face.

"Well, well, well," he said, his voice laced with desire. "Look what we have here. A willing little slut, ready to do whatever I say."

Claire glared at him, her eyes filled with hatred. "Fuck you, Sam," she spat. "You're a disgusting piece of shit."

Sam just laughed, not bothered by her words. "Oh, I plan to," he said. "But first, I want to see those tits. Can’t really fucked them if they aren’t visible."

Claire hesitated for a moment, then slowly began to unbutton her uniform up until the upper half of her cleavage was exposed.

“That should be enough for you.” She said turning her head away.

Sam's breath hitched as he took in the sight of her. Her tits were even more magnificent than he had imagined, full and round. With her blouse barely able to contain them.

He could see the way they swayed slightly as she breathed, could see the way her nipples hardened under her uniform despite several layers in between.

She had unbuttoned her blouse only around halfway still keeping them contained but that sight alone was irresistible.

It wasn’t quite what he wanted but he would take it for now.

He reached out, cupping one of her tits in his hand, feeling a soft and warm sensation against his palm. He squeezed, watching as her nipple protruded through the uniform even more, a small moan escaping her lips involuntarily way to pent up and sensitive to suppress her voice.

"Fuck, you're perfect," he said, his voice hoarse with desire. "Now, stay like that and let me enjoy those cow tits.”

Claire hesitated for a moment, but resigned herself to her fate keeping still on her seat clearly uncomfortable with this whole situation. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with hatred and humiliation. But Sam didn't care. He was too caught up in his own desire, too caught up in the power he held over her.

He unzipped his pants, pulling out his cock, hard and ready. He stroked it slowly, looking down at Claire with a smirk on his face.

She looked away once his cock was out unwilling to even give it a glance.

"Now, be a good little slut and stay still while I fuck your tits."