Maybe later... much later

John sighed. It was a shame that they were still seventeen. Sure, every guy in his class, or other classes, was fantasizing about them, but he always considered eighteen a golden rule to follow. So he turned his head back to Vanessa. The short break in their conversation was nothing short of ten seconds, maybe fifteen. And that time included the long stares both he and Vanessa gave after the bitch queens future rivals. Yet it seemed to be enough. Vanessa was horny, and by now, even John could tell. Well, 'telling' it was maybe the wrong phrase. It was rather a shining neo light sign telling him, as Vanessa charged forward to him, grabbed his arm and pulled him along.

"Follow me." She stated and let go of him after just two steps. Given that his presence was increasing her lust, he considered it not the worst idea to follow her. No matter what horrible things she planned, if he just refused long enough, she would go mad with lust and let him do it normally. And hell would he be fine with fucking her.

After trotting all the way to another bathroom, one of the three whose doors have been kicked in, she pushed him in first. Once inside she explained.

"Now, you have two options. Either I will dip your head in the dirty toilet, or you wet your head in the sink and you will tell anyone I dipped you in the toilet if they ask." Now that he was inside this room he found out why no boy was peeking here as well. Even without the door it was almost impossible to see anything from outside. So the only reason not to go here was probably because of the reputation of these rooms. Good to know for later usage.

"Sure, but why did you take me here?" He asked while going over to the sinks. He wouldn't say anything about his hair meeting the toilet or something similar of course, but if that was what it costs to stay near her now, he would pay it.

"I am curious what my beloved boyfriend is up to. So we will do the following." She grabbed into her pocket and took out her phone, some earbud headphones included. "Put these inside your ears and turn around." He was curious where this was going so he did it. "Good, now go into the stall to the left." Again, no problem in obeying her wish. She kept her phone to herself but she followed him into the stall. "Look at the door." she instructed him next while sitting on the toilet seat.

"Now you will tell me in all details what happened." She instructed him and suddenly he understood what should have been obvious in the first place. She wanted to masturbate to the story of him being beaten up, as he told it to her. But what were the headphones...

There it was. She clicked on her phone and a random song from the radio started playing. And it was loud, it was hard for him to even hear his own voice. As he asked her to turn it down, she turned it up instead.