Follow after her like a lap dog

You could feel everyone eyes on you. The other freshman in hero college could see you being led by Ella like a little lost pet. Her possessiveness is obvious. Her small arm thrown over your shoulders is both a brand and a claim. The whispers start up again as you walk. Laughter, too. You think you hear the word "pervert" from someone. You flinch, but Ella just holds on tighter.

"You're my pet," Ella whispers, for your ears only. "Let them look."

You get your food and find a table in the corner. As soon as you sit down, Ella's foot is back in your lap, this time her painted toenails visible above the tabletop as she teases your dick with her toes.

"My little hero," she whispers, a grin on her face.

The noise of the cafeteria is overwhelming. The stares of the other students are physical things, pressing in on you, suffocating. You see Abella and Cecilia pointing at you and laughing. Mr. Tatum is watching you too. You are sure. The cafeteria is loud but the voices you hear are clear, and they are all about you.

"She made him a fool," says a girl with bright pink hair at the next table. Her friend, a hulking girl with a shaved head, nods in agreement. "Weak. We should put him out of our misery now." They both sophomores.

"Ella is having too much fun with this boy. She'll break him." A thin girl with long, dark hair is looking at you with pity, then quickly looks away when you catch her eye. The lady is Riley.

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