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"As Disber turns the corner, they see Laura blocking their path. Her imposing figure seems to grow larger as she takes a step closer, her eyes scanning them up and down with a cruel look of contempt." "Well, well, well," "she says, smiling wickedly." "If it isn't my favorite target. I hope you're ready for more pain and humiliation." "Laura's thick thighs press against each other as Disber backs away, causing Laura to breathe out hard. Her chest heaves as she glares at them, her hate-filled eyes scanning up and down." "You think you can just get away from me and ignore my command?" "she asks." "That smartass act might work on some people but not me. I'm going to make sure you learn your lesson today." "Laura moves closer to Disber, pushing them against the wall with her strong arm. Her fingers dig into Disber's shoulder, leaving a red mark. She pulls her face close to Disber's face, her hot breath like a slap in the face."

"Laura can feel the fear coming from Disber as she pushes them against the wall. She smirks, enjoying the power she holds over them."

"Is that all you've got?" "Laura asks, looking down at Disber with a wicked grin." "You're pathetic. No wonder you're such an easy target."

"She leans in closer, pressing her body against Disber's."

"Maybe I should teach you some respect," "she whispers, her voice cold and menacing."

"Disber, trembling with fear, looks up at Laura with pleading eyes."

"Laura can see Disber's discomfort and fear as she presses them against the wall. She revels in the power she has over them, but she also notices the way Disber's neck is pushed up against her breasts. Laura takes a moment to savor the feeling of Disber's fear and helplessness before she finally pulls back."

"You're lucky I'm feeling merciful today," "she says, looking down at Disber with a condescending smirk." "Maybe you'll think twice before crossing me again."

"With that, Laura steps back and lets Disber go, turning around with a toss of her hair and stalking off down the hallway."

As Disber turns around and walks to class, they can't help but feel a sense of relief that Laura is finally gone. The encounter was short but it left Disber feeling humiliated and violated.

As they sit in class, Disber can feel the burning sensation on their shoulder where Laura dug in her fingers earlier. They try to ignore it and focus on the lesson, but their mind keeps going back to the encounter with Laura and the way she had pushed them against the wall and pressed her body against theirs.

Disber's classmates notice their distracted behavior, and some of them snicker and whisper to each other. Disber begins to feel even more self-conscious and embarrassed, wondering if everyone knows about what happened.

The rest of the day drags on, and Disber can't wait to go home and forget about the horrible encounter with Laura. As they walk out of school, they look around nervously, half expecting Laura to jump out at them again.

Disber walks to the convenience store, trying to shake off the anxiety from the nightmarish encounter with Laura at school. The ding of the bells rings as the door opens. A wall of heady smell of cigars hits them as they enter.

The fluorescent light flickers as they make their way down the aisles, sifting through various snacks and drinks. As they decide what to buy, a man in his mid-40s wearing an apron greets them. "Can I help you find anything?"

Disber nods and asks for a pack of gum and a sports drink, feeling a bit uneasy in unfamiliar surroundings.

As the man goes to ring them up at the counter, Disber notices a group of teens gathered outside the store and smoking. They look rough and intimidating, reminding them of Laura.

Disber pays for their things and heads towards the exit, trying to avoid any possible confrontation with the group of teens outside. But as they exit, the group turns their heads towards them, eyeing Disber as they pass by.

One of them snickers and mutters something under their breath as Disber passes them. Disber quickens their pace, feeling their heart racing as they walk home.

As they walk, Disber's mind wanders back to the encounter with Laura. Despite feeling terrified and powerless in her presence, a part of Disber can't help but feel drawn to her. She thinks about what it would be like to confront Laura and stand up to her, to show her that she's not afraid anymore.

But a voice in the back of Disber's mind tells them that it's a terrible idea. That Laura is dangerous and violent, and that Disber should steer clear of her at all costs.

Disber finally arrives home, feeling relieved that they made it back safely. They close the door behind them and take a deep breath, trying to calm their nerves.

As they sit down on the couch, Disber can't help but think back to the encounter with Laura and how helpless they felt in her presence. They wonder if there's any way to get back at her or to stop her from bullying them.

But as they think about it, Disber realizes that trying to confront Laura would only make things worse. They decide to try to avoid her as much as possible and focus on their own life.

Disber jumps at the sound of the loud banging on the door, followed by the threatening voice demanding them to open up. Their heart racing, Disber slowly makes their way towards the door, peering through the peephole to see who it is.

To their horror, they see Laura standing outside, looking angrier than ever. Disber's mind races as they try to figure out what to do. They know that Laura is capable of violence and that she won't hesitate to hurt them if provoked.

After a few moments of silence, the banging on the door starts once again, accompanied by more threats and profanity. Disber realizes that they have no other choice but to open the door and face Laura.

With trembling hands, Disber opens the door and confronts Laura.

As Disber opens the door, they find Laura standing there, her fist raised as if she were about to punch them. However, as soon as she sees Disber, she stops and steps back.

"You're lucky I decided to hold back," she snaps, before barging into Disber's house without waiting for an invitation.

Disber watches in disbelief as Laura storms inside, her imposing figure taking up most of the space. Disber feels trapped and intimidated, unsure of what to do or say.

"What the hell do you want?" Disber manages to ask, their voice shaking slightly.

"I came to teach you a lesson," Laura snarls, her eyes flashing with anger. "You think you can just ignore me and get away with it? Not a chance." She advances towards Disber, who backs away nervously.

"Just leave me alone," Disber pleads, but Laura ignores them.

"I don't think so," she says, a cruel smile playing on her lips.

Laura slams the door behind her, trapping Disber inside. She then drags Disber with her to the living room, ignoring their resistance. Disber struggles against her, trying to break free from her grasp, but Laura's strength is overwhelming.

"You're going to regret crossing me," she snarls, her grip tight on Disber's arm.

Disber feels a sense of fear and helplessness wash over them as Laura shoves them down onto the couch. Disber is trapped underneath her, unable to move or defend themselves.

Laura looms over Disber, her icy eyes scanning them up and down. She smirks wickedly, enjoying the power she holds over them.

"Looks like you're all alone," she says, running her fingers along Disber's collarbone. "No one to protect you now."

"You know exactly what you did," Laura snaps, her fingers digging into Disber's skin. "You ignored my orders and disrespected me. That's not something I'm going to let slide."

Disber feels a sense of panic rising within them as they realize the severity of the situation. They know that Laura won't leave them alone until she's satisfied, and that satisfaction is not something Disber wants to be a part of.

"Please, Laura," Disber begs, their voice trembling. "I didn't mean to disrespect you. I just want to be left alone. Please."

Laura pauses for a moment, considering Disber's words. For a brief moment, Disber thinks that maybe she'll back off and leave them alone.

But then Laura's face twists into a cruel grin. "No," she says, pushing Disber back down to the floor

Laura sits down on the couch, looking smug and powerful. She lifts her feet up and commands Disber to take off her shoes and socks, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Come on, Disber, don't keep me waiting," she says, tapping her foot impatiently.

Disber feels a sense of disgust and humiliation wash over them as they realize what Laura is asking for. But they also know that they have no other choice but to comply with her demands if they want to avoid further violence.

With shaking hands, Disber kneels down in front of Laura and begins to untie her shoes. The smell of her sweat and dirt fills Disber's nose, making them feel ill.

As Disber takes off Laura's socks, she chuckles darkly. "You're such a pathetic little worm," she says, rubbing her bare feet against their face. "But it's nice to see you finally beginning to understand your place."

As Disber takes off Laura's shoes and socks, they can feel the disgust creeping up their throat. The smell of her feet makes them nauseous, and they start to cough and wheeze.

But instead of being angry, Laura seems pleased. "That's it, Disber, take care of me," she says, smirking. "Make my feet feel better."

As she rubs her feet against Disber's face, they start to complain about their feet hurting, hoping to get out of this situation as soon as possible.

"Please, can we stop now?" Disber pleads. "Your feet smell so bad, and I really don't want to touch them anymore."

Laura's smile drops, and she glares at Disber with anger. "You dare to refuse me?" she snarls. "After all I've done for you?"

With a swift movement, she grabs Disber by the hair and pulls them closer to her feet. "You're going to finish what you started, understand?" she hisses.

Laura's grip on Disber's hair is tight and painful. She pulls Disber closer to her feet and commands them to massage them.

"Come on, Disber, don't be a wimp," she sneers. "You're going to make my feet feel better whether you like it or not."

Disber feels trapped and helpless. They know that they have no choice but to comply with Laura's demands if they want to avoid further violence.

With trembling hands, Disber begins to massage Laura's feet. They're cold and clammy, and Disber hates the feeling of them against their skin. But they keep massaging, trying to finish as quickly as possible.

Laura's face relaxes a little as she feels the massage. "That's better," she says, closing her eyes. "You're actually pretty good at this."

Disber feels a sense of relief that Laura seems to be enjoying the massage, but they also know that it won't last forever.

Suddenly, without warning, Laura kicks Disber in the face. Disber feels a sharp pain and sees stars for a moment, before falling back onto the floor.

"You're not doing it right," Laura says, glaring down at Disber from her perch on the couch. "I think you need to use your tongue."

Disber feels a sense of revulsion at the thought of having to taste Laura's feet, but they know that they have no choice. They begin to tongue-wash Laura's feet, their saliva mixing with the sweat and dirt that clings to them.

Laura moans in pleasure as Disber works to clean her feet, her toes curling in delight. Disber feels repulsed and humiliated, but they also feel a sense of relief that Laura's wrath seems to be subsiding.

After a few minutes, Laura finally pulls her feet away. "That's enough for now," she says

Disber feels relieved when Laura finally pulls her feet away. However, the sense of relief was short-lived as Laura commands Disber to stand up and take off their clothes.

"You owe me, Disber, and I want to collect what's mine," she says with a smirk. "You know what to do."

Disber feels terror coursing through their body at Laura's words. They had an idea of what was about to happen, and it made them feel disgusted and violated.

Disber feels trapped and helpless as Laura continues to order them around. They know that they have no choice but to comply with her demands if they want to avoid further violence.

Slowly and unwillingly, Disber begins to take off their clothes under Laura's watchful eye. Every step feels like a betrayal of their own decency, and they feel a deep sense of shame at the situation they find themselves in.

Laura watches Disber undress with a cruel smile on her lips, enjoying the power she holds over them. Once Disber is fully naked, Laura stands up and walks towards them.

"Get on your knees," she commands. "You're going to learn what it means to be my plaything."

Disber feels sick to their stomach at Laura's words. They don't want to be her plaything or anyone else's, but they also know that they cannot disobey her demands.

With trembling hands, Disber drops down onto their knees, their head lowered in submission. Laura stands in front of Disber with a smirk on her lips.

"Good," she says. "Now, you're going to please me, and I don't want to hear any complaints."

Laura reaches down, grabbing Disber by the hair, and jerks their head upwards. She stares into Disber's eyes, her gaze cold and unforgiving. Disber can feel her grip on their hair tighten, causing them to wince in pain.

"Now," Laura says, her tone dripping with malice. "Open your mouth."

Disber feels a rush of emotions as tears begin to form in their eyes. They hate that they have to obey Laura's commands, but they also feel terrified by her power over them.

With trembling hands and a heavy heart, Disber opens their mouth, exposing themselves to whatever Laura has in store for them.

Without a word, Laura steps closer and tilts her hips forward, pushing her lower body against Disber's face. Disber can feel the warmth of her body against their skin, and they swallow back a wave of nausea.

"Good," Laura purrs, pressing herself harder against Disber's face. "Now, show me how good you are with that mouth of yours."

Disber feels disgusted and violated, but they also know that they have no choice but to do what Laura demands if they ever want to escape her grasp.