When I manage to catch a breath, we are already far and away from the school. I blink, trying to understand what the fuck just happened.
My ring pulsates and I sit up to see, next to me on the backseat of the limousine, drinking from a tall glass, the slender and beautiful form of Claire.
"Hello," she says in a satisfied tone, her grin like the cat that is feasting on cream. "Thank you for accepting my invitation."
"Your… invitation?" I sputter, trying to gather my bearings. "You kidnapped me."
"Oh come on. I prefer… forcibly relocated."
"We have to go back. My girlfriend…"
"You don't have a girlfriend," she snaps at me, touching a button to lower the window just a bit and throwing her glass, drink and everything, onto the road.
"What the… did you just throw it out?"
"Do you think I, Claire, gives a damn about what others may think?" She sits straight, pushing out her amazing D-cups breasts straining her dress. She has changed and is now wearing an amazing white one-piece that contrasts nicely with her black hair, falling down her back like a curtain of ink.
Her aqua eyes shine with pride and her cheeks are already rosy with arousal.
Uh. Oh.
As if on clue, I can feel the ring pulsate through me – she's been affected. Affected hard.
Time to go.
I try to pull the door open, but of course it is locked.
"I tried to make it clear the other morning when I did invite you out to lunch," she says turning towards me and planting her hand on my chest. I shudder at the touch, not because it is unpleasant, but she is so… possessive. "You belong to someone who can understand and appreciate you. Not with a rough girl who still plays with dirt and especially not with an old hag who hides behind her husband's influence."
"Because you are doing something so much different," I snap at her, pointing at the limousine, the guards, and you know, the kidnapping and everything.
"I am the one doing it, so of course it is different."
I roll my eyes. Typical rich and spoiled girl.
And yet… it's hard to stay mad at Claire when she flaunts her body like that. Her open dress shows off her amazing breasts, sloping into two perfect drops on her chest, revealing her already-hard nipples. Her thick lips curl in a smile at my interest.
No matter what's going on, I have to resist. I will get out of here and…
"So, I suppose now that we are away from anyone else, we can start."
"Start… what? Are you doing all this just to get back to your boyfriend?"
"That knuckleheaded nincompoop?" She scoffs. "Of course not! Come on, I don't really care about them… not when… you are around. How come you are pulling so many girls nowadays, hm? That teacher, I have seen how she looks at you."
"She's… she's quite something. But I don't care about her."
"You want someone who can satisfy you and open the doors to high society for you, show you what your actual value is…" Her hand reaches for my stomach, playing with my belly button. I don't really like where this is going, but she's definitely the school's most beautiful girl, and her smile is just so searing hot.
"I… I don't actually care about that. I try to see people for what they are and treat everyone equally."
"That's nonsense." She jumps on my lap, pushing me against the seat. She's so slender and feels like she doesn't weigh anything, her large breasts the only part of her that's heavy enough to matter. She leans forward and puts a kiss over my forehead. "Let someone take care of you like you deserve. It's so tiring to keep up appearances. Let's be ourselves here… where nobody can touch us… nobody can touch you."
I gulp as she presses a hidden button and dark blinds start to cover the windows. The limousine goes dark, only a faint golden glow lights up the inside and she starts to undress, revealing her smooth shoulders and then her large, rounded breasts. They look amazing, drooping just a bit under their weight. They are the most beautiful pair of natural breasts I have ever seen.
"I'm tired of being the girl everyone wants and nobody cares about. I have seen the way you look at that little tanned bitch. What does she have that I don't?" She pouts, shoving the utter beauty of her face in my face like a hammer. She's just too gorgeous to be denied, and she knows that very well. She leans forward, brushing her hard nipples against my chest and showing off her soft cleavage right in my face. They are so smooth and so soft, much more than Miss Jimenez 's huge knockers.
"I… uh… those are amazing…"
"Uh, of course they are, and they are all yours. If you decide to get rid of that little tramp that is."
"But she's…"
"God, you are so stupid it's getting me hot..."