No

I refuse. I stand up and square up to her . She already towered over me but with the heels it was insulting. “What do you mean no?”. She asked as we both stood in a standstill. “You’ve been bullying people all year and I think it’s time I return the favour” she said.

“What are you going to do to me? Fight me ? Your just a woman” I giggled with a cocky tone. After this comment she slapped me again and the fight was on. I charged at her slamming her in the corridors to which she let out a big oof. I looked up at her and said “see, women don’t belong in the same place as us men”. This really for her riled up to which she picked me up on her shoulders. I could not believe the strength of Stacy as I was lifted into a sort of similar version of a fireman’s carry. And then the unthinkable happened she carried me around the corridors past all the students I had bullied. Every one gave me a slap or a hit as she did it. She continued to carry me on her shoulders until she reached the woman’s bathroom. She brought me inside and slammed me down in the large bins. I was covered in rubbish and had been put in upside down with my legs hanging out. Stacy then took of my pants whilst I was in the bin and started squeezing my balls hard.

“You want to bully people, well look you’ve failed now. Seems you can’t even out strength a woman”. As she said the last word pain ripples through my body as she gave a huge squeeze. “Im sorry Stacy, please I beg you stop”. I bellowed out but it was no use. “Your going to endure a lot of pain tough guy, and it’s Miss Stacy to you.”