Jason tingled all over as his heart raced at the sight of his buxom classmate handcuffed and defenseless against whatever Jason's perverted, selfish mind wanted. He relished the poor cutie's humiliation and vulnerability. For years he had spent most of his time off either on ENF forums, looking at anime and manga art of girls being humiliated, or else collecting 'selfies' or mirror shots of girls 18-22ish with skinny waists and ample, natural boobies. His experience with Liz last week left him hooked. She was the most rare kind of girl: petite, busty, angelic face and just barely legal. Liz knew her looks gave her power, and the vast majority of men can only dream of intimacy with that caliber of chick. He had never been with a girl, and he creepily savored her ashamed and angry moans and desperate squirms as he unceremoniously greedily fondled parts of her body she would never let even the man she would one day marry touch. It had been the ultimate rush: a sweet innocent big titty teen who he had mercilessly degraded and exposed sexually, leading to some widely circulated and wickedly graphic photos that revealed her forcibly spread anatomy. He got such a deviant thrill when he thought how the poor sweetheart was now an unwilling porn star and anyone who knew her had access to prime wank material. It's hard for a young ladies' reputation to ever fully recover from something like that. He had a fetish for teens like Liz and Wendy: girls that didn't send nude pics to boys. Sweet, wholesome college age girls that dressed classy who Jason thought he was entitled to ogle. The selfish cockteases, every other girl posts nudes these days, why do you think your special? Jason was on a twisted mission to knock these girls off their pedestals. As for Wendy, he didn't bother with too much talk. 'What do you want from me? I have money,' the raven haired babe stammered. It was like a nightmare, handcuffed in a hooker's outfit by her pervy stalker from school!
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