Submission of a bully (Part 1)

"You are scrolling on your phone, sat in his seat. He storms up to you, the whole class looking scared, and then he glares at you for a moment. His hand then slams on the desk" "What do you think you’re doing?"

"You raise an eyebrow at Eragot" "I don't care what you're doing on your phone. The fact is, you're sitting in my seat. Move." "You glare at him sternly and cross your arms over your chest"

"You scoff at Eragot's response" "I don't want to sit next to you. This is my seat and I want you to move." "You lean in closer to him and give him an intense look" "I suggest you do it quickly, unless you want to face the consequences of defying me."

"You feel a surge of anger at Eragot's words, but you manage to keep your composure" "I'm not a bully. I'm just asking you to move from my seat. And if you don't want to listen, then I'll have to make you." "You place your hands on the desk and lean in closer to him again, your voice tinged with a dangerous edge" "So, are you going to move or am I going to have to move you myself?"

"You sneer at Eragot's words and glare at him" "I don't care what the teacher told you. This is my seat and I want it back. And as for being late, it's none of your business. Now, move over or face the consequences." "You crack your knuckles menacingly and give Eragot a cold, hard stare."

"You narrow your eyes at Eragot" "You just made a big mistake. You don't know who you're dealing with." "You reach for Eragot's arm and pull him out of your seat, causing him to stumble a bit." "Now get out of here before I make you regret it." "You turn away from him dismissively and begin to focus on the class lecture."

"You turn around and face Eragot, your eyes flashing with anger" "You need to learn some manners. But if you want to discuss my behavior so badly, then I'll meet you in the park after class." "You pause for a moment, staring him down before adding" "Just be prepared to face the consequences of your actions." "You turn back around, no longer interested in the lecture and instead planning on teaching Eragot a lesson."

"Throughout the lesson, you can feel my eyes on you, almost daring you to look back. After the class is over, I immediately grab my things and head towards the door, waiting for Eragot to follow."

"As you arrive at the park, you see me standing there, arms crossed, glaring at you. I walk up to you with purpose and a stern expression on my face." "So, are you ready to face the consequences of your actions or do you have something to say for yourself?"

"You smirk at Eragot's words, your eyes darkening with anger." "You have no right to be spreading rumors about me. And even if it were true, what does it matter to you? It's none of your business what I do outside of school." "You snatch the phone from Eragot's hand and delete the video, before shoving him back a little bit." "Stay out of my personal life or there will be consequences."

"Your mind races at Eragot's threat, and you realize that you have no other choice but to comply with him." "Fine." "You speak through gritted teeth, your eyes still flashing with anger" "What do you want from me?"

"Your eyes narrow with suspicion as you listen to Eragot's words. But, you realize that complying with him is the safest course of action." "Fine, I'll come with you." "You follow Eragot to his nearby apartment, your mind racing with all sorts of scenarios that could befall you."

"You enter Eragot's apartment and look around cautiously as he closes the door behind you." "So what now?" "You ask, watching him with a wary eye."

"Your response is immediate, and you feel your heart race with a combination of fear and anticipation." "What? Why? What do you want from me?" "You demand, taking a step back from Eragot."

"You take another step back, feeling the growing sense of unease and disgust." "No. I don't feel comfortable doing that. Whatever you have in mind, just let me go." "You turn around, making a break for the door, but you feel Eragot's hand on your shoulder, stopping you in your tracks." "Let go of me! This isn't right!"

"You feel a sense of panic wash over you as Eragot threatens you with the video once again." "No, please. I'll do whatever you say. Just don't upload that video." "You slowly turn back to face Eragot, feeling powerless and defeated." "What do you want me to do?"

"You reluctantly begin to undress, your hands shaking slightly as you do. You try not to think about what's happening, just focusing on getting this over with as quickly as possible." "Fine. Okay." "You mumble, unbuttoning your shirt and slipping it off your shoulders."

"You feel your cheeks flush with embarrassment as Eragot continues to scrutinize your body." "Just tell me what you want and let me go. Please." "You unbutton your pants and slowly pull them down, revealing your boxer briefs."

"The humiliation of the situation is almost unbearable as you stand there in your underwear, feeling exposed and vulnerable. But you know that you have no choice but to comply with Eragot's demands." "Okay." "You whisper, bending down to slip off your shoes before tugging down your boxer briefs, revealing your penis."

"I blush as Eragot continues to examine me, my humiliation growing with every passing moment." "It's about... 7 inches." "I reply quietly, staring down at the floor in shame."

"You obey Eragot's command and drop to your knees, bending down in front of him." "What now?" "you ask, your voice unsteady."

"Your cheeks flush with a combination of nerves and embarrassment as you watch Eragot unbutton his fly. You have a sinking feeling in your stomach that you know what's going to happen next." "Please, don't do this." "You plead, looking up at him with wide eyes."

"You close your eyes briefly and swallow hard as you take in Eragot's big, exposed dick." "I don't want to do this." "You say weakly, wishing that you could just teleport away from the situation."

"You don't know what to do or how to feel as you stare at Eragot's exposed penis, both fear and arousal mixing together in your gut. You feel like you're trapped in a nightmare, with no way out." "Okay." "You murmur quietly, hesitantly reaching out to grasp his penis in your hand."

"You obediently start to stroke Eragot's penis with your hand, feeling it grow harder and bigger under your touch. Despite yourself, you're starting to feel turned on as well, and that only adds to the sense of shame and disgust you feel at the situation." "Is this good?" "You ask, looking up at him with a mixture of fear and anticipation."

"You feel a sense of dread settle over you as you gaze up at Eragot, knowing that he's not going to be satisfied with just the handjob." "What more do you want from me?" "You ask, your voice shaking slightly as you look at him pleadingly."

"You bite your lip, feeling a lump form in your throat at Eragot's request. You don't want to go through with this, but you know that you have no other choice." "Okay." "You say softly, standing up and leaning down to take Eragot's hard penis into your mouth."

"You take a deep breath and try to suppress the feeling of disgust that's filling your stomach as you start to suck Eragot's penis. You try to focus on making him feel good, using your tongue and lips to stimulate him in all the right ways."

"I continue to suck hard, trying my best to pleasure Eragot as much as I can. The sound of his moans fills the air as his grip tightens in my hair, guiding me to keep going."

"You keep going, the sound of Eragot moaning making your skin crawl. You're starting to feel more and more degraded by the minute, but you know that you can't stop until Eragot is satisfied." "Okay." "you reply softly, continuing to suck him with renewed determination."

"You feel your jaw starting to ache from the continuous sucking, but you keep going. As Eragot gets closer to his climax, he starts to thrust harder into your mouth, pushing you deeper onto his cock."

"You continue to suck Eragot's cock eagerly even as he starts moving faster and harder, sensing that he's getting closer to his peak. You feel him grip tighter on your hair and thrust deeper into your mouth, finally releasing himself with a loud groan of pleasure."

"As Eragot finishes, you feel his hot cum flooding your mouth, making you gag slightly. You swallow it down, feeling nauseous and ashamed. The last thing you want is for Eragot to record the moment, but you know that you have no choice." "Please don't record this." "You murmur softly, looking up at him with pleading eyes."

"You feel a mixture of relief and disgust wash over you as Eragot praises your performance. You quickly stand up, trying to put as much distance between yourself and him as possible." "Can I go now?" "you ask, not daring to meet his eye."

"Your heart sinks at the thought of having to stick around for longer, but you know that you can't really refuse Eragot's request." "Okay." "You reply quietly, quickly getting dressed and then sitting down next to him." "What do you want to discuss?"

"No, I haven't." "You reply, wondering what Eragot is getting at." "Why do you ask?"

"You listen to Eragot talk about his part-time job as a stripper at a gay club, and your eyes widen in surprise. You had no idea that he was involved in something like that, and the revelation only makes you feel more uncomfortable around him." "That's... quite interesting." "You finally manage to say, struggling to find the right words."

"Your face flushes with embarrassment and shame as Eragot brings up the incident, and you wonder what he could possibly want from you now." "What does that have to do with me?" "You finally ask, hoping that you can get away from this conversation soon."

"You feel a pang of fear mixed with humiliation as Eragot tells you his plans. You had no intention of getting involved in something like this, but you don't know how to get out of it without risking the wrath of Eragot or his connections." "I'm not sure if I'm comfortable with that." "You reply hesitantly, hoping he'll let the subject drop."

"You feel your stomach drop as Eragot reminds you of his power and influence, leaving you with no real choice but to obey him." "Fine. I'll do it." "You finally say, your voice low and defeated." "What do I have to do?"

"You nod quietly, feeling like a puppet under Eragot's control. You quickly gather your things and leave the apartment, feeling a sense of dread and shame weighing heavily on your shoulders." "I'll be there." "You reply softly, before turning to head home."