Stand up to Cindi!

You would give your left tit just to nuzzle Cindi's thighs, and she scares the shit out of you even more than the rest of these monster girls, but you always have been too stubborn for your own good. You are discovering you have a strong submissive streak, but you also are discovering it gets you off even more when you are surrendering out of strength, not weakness.

You slide off of Greta's lap, her little whimper giving you a boost of confidence. You stare Cindi right in her piercing blue eyes and spit back, "No, you have a choice. Door number one:" you emphasize the number with a middle finger to Cindi's face and a collective gasp fills the room. "Apologize, let me eat my lunch in peace, and maybe if you ask sugar sweet afterwards, I'll be the sexiest, sluttiest submissive that ever slurped your slit."

Cindi is about to scoff, and close to decapitating you, when you add a second middle finger, "Door number two: You let me go my way, and I go yours, and if I want to ride Greta's face like a cowgirl or her cock like a catgirl later it's none of your business." You see Greta blush and make a 'call me' hand motion. You also see Cindi growing colder, frost climbing up her cleavage and neck as she builds up a blizzard blast to bury you.

You throw everything you have into a hail mary play, sticking your tongue out lewdly between your two middle fingers and offering, "Or door number three: We fight. You win. Decisively. Easily. You destroy me in front of everyone here. But..." you grab Cindi's top and pull her forehead to yours so she can't help but look into your purple eyes and see them shine with a determination that greatly outmatches your skill, "I SWEAR TO ALL THAT IS UNHOLY, I WILL CAST A SPELL THAT MAKES YOU PISS, PUKE, SHIT AND BLEED ALL OVER YOURSELF EVEN IF I HALF TO UTTER THE LAST SYLLABLE OF MY SPELL WITH A **** RATTLE!"

You let the nearly toothless threat hang in the air as your classmates crowd around. You could cut the tension with a knife, and you wish you had one. All you have is your suicidally stupid, stubborn stare to tell her you aren't fucking around. You see an empty abyss in her frozen blue eyes. She looks like she could pull your head off with your spinal cord dangling behind it and not break a sweat, but you're too determined or maybe just too dumb to back down.

After what feels like an eternity, Cindi coldly chirps, "Cool. I'll give you a pass this time since only a baby brained bimbo would think that getting covered in filth would faze me. Stay away from my table from now on, or I'll know you are only offering to be my seat." With that, Cindi sits and starts chatting with her friends, all of whom act as if you don't exist. Soon, the rest of your schoolmates follow suit, and you quietly take your tray and take it to a far corner, relieved you escaped intact, but more than a little furious that you feel almost grateful for Cindi's 'grace'.

Your appetite seems to have deserted you along with everyone else, but you pick at your pizza so that if anyone sees you, they won't know how worthless you feel. After lunch is almost over and you are about a third of the way through, you notice a note slid under the slice. You let out an exasperated sigh. After all the trouble geeky Greta caused you, she has the nerve to slip you a crush note like you were in grade school?! Of course, you open it right away, and are surprised to read.

'HA! I'll bet you thought Greta wrote this. Sorry, cutie, no such luck. Though I can't have you talking to me like that in public, I'll admit I am more than a little curious about you. You are probably curious how I wrote this note while staring icicles at you. If you'd like to satisfy your curiosity about that or any other questions I am sure you are dying to ask me, come see me at the witching hour tonite.'

Pale blue lipstick is the only signature on the note, but you don't need Cindi's name on it to know she sent it. The chill on the paper and the icy tone is enough.

BRRRRRRRIIIIINNNG

The sound signals that lunch is over, and you can't see Cindi among the other sea of she demons to try to catch her eye. You are left wondering lots of things, but you'll have to figure them out later, as you have another class to get to. Besides, there's only one question you really have to answer: Do you dare go to Cindi's dorm to see what devious **** she has plotted? Or do you dare NOT go and see what she does when she's feeling vengeful and rejected?