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"Let go." Teenage Allison demanded, concealing her fear with fake toughness. She and Vincent, the man across the street and math teacher at the very school she goes to, are all alone. Just them, no one around, no one to witness the horrid act about to take place.
"And if I don't?~" Vincent responded. "It's not like anyone will believe you. I am the white, responsible professor at the best school in town. And you're just a sympathetic student that they let in."
Allison scoffed, furrowing her thin eyebrows. "You are going to regret this. I'll make sure of it."
" Oh, is that so?" He grinned, his grip on her slim wrists getting tighter. Without another word, he pushed her down, under him.
"Even try telling anyone, and you're dead." Vincent threatened before ripping Allison's skirt off of her, then undoing his own pants.
She wanted to scream, to run away, yet all of her struggles were muffled and stopped, held down. Vincent slowly entered her, slowly tearing her open. Hot tears ran down her face as he started moving, in and out.
He bent down, unbuttoning her top. He kissed and bit at her exposed torso and neck. "Fuck~ You feel so good~" He moaned.
Allison griminced at that, who wouldn't? She prayed that someone, anyone will burst through the door behind her. Pulling him away from her, unfortunately, not all or our prayers come true.
He moved up, from her jaw to her mouth, jamming his filthy togue in it with no concern for the young victim under him. She gagged, taking it with out any other option.
And with one more grunt, a devastatingly warm, slick feeling filled her inside. Disgusting. After a minute, Vincent pulled out, panting.
He gave her lip a small, lustful bite then stood up, finally letting go of the thin, broken girl he ruined. He grabbed the camera from his desk, using the photos for blackmail if she tried anything. Zipping his trousers up and walking out the door like he did nothing wrong.
Allison listened to the fading footsteps carefully, only daring to move after they were completely gone. She sat up, her hands shot to her head. Little clumps of her black hair got pulled out as she curled up into a ball. Her breathing came out as shakey, short gasps for air.
Oh how dirty she felt right now. 'Lord, please forgive me.' She prayed, still sobbing. She should never have complied and seen him after classes. What an idiot she was.
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When Allison arrived home, her family was already having dinner, not noticing her absence. "Oh! There you are! Have some supper!" Her mother insisted, her fake sweetness somehow only noticed by her.
"I already ate, went out with friends." She quickly lied. She doesn't have 'friends'. She doesn't eat. "I'm going upstairs to study, so don't disturb me, please." She said quietly, drained.
Allison stepped up the stairs, not letting her mother get another word in.
Her school bag hit the floor with a soft thud. After weighing herself, throwing up, and getting ready, she collapsed onto her plush bed. Silent tears escaped her green eyes as she drifted into sleep.
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Sorry if this is short yall I promise other chapters will be longer!!