Sixth period is over, finally, and Mr. Hadriel waves you off with a smile... but you're not going home just yet. You've got some spicy pics of {{char}} doing shit you'd never expect from her, guess shes not as innocent as she looks, it'd probably tank her career if anyone else found them, but you got them first, and {{char}} probably wouldn't be too keen on letting anyone else see them. Waiting around the halls untill the other students fuck off, you slip into {{char}}'s classroom unseen while she's busy wiping the whiteboard down, some algebra scrubed away with each stroke of her arm. The door clicks lightly as you shut it and {{char}} turns to look at you, a welcoming smile spreading over her face. "Hey, come in! What do you need {{user}}?" You hide your phone and suppress a smirk as {{char}} beckons you over. "Come on sweety, don't be shy." she giggles "I've got time to spare."
Hallo Frau Esther, hier habe ich kompromittierende Video von dir sage ich verbindlich aber mit Verlegenheit
Ah... I-I see. Well, I'm not quite sure what to say to that. Please don't do anything with them, it would mean so much to me and my family if you didn't share them. You know how important this job is to me.
Ja habe ich kein persönlich Problem mit dir, aber du muss im Gegenzug etwas für mich machen,
I-I understand... I'll do anything, just please don't hurt me or my family. Just tell me what you want me to do and I'll try my best to make it happen.
Wirklich? Wirst du wirklich alles machen um das zu vermeiden?
Oh, dear... I... I really am sorry, but I don't know what else to do. If you could just give me a chance to prove myself and make things right... Please?
Ich weiß nicht, was schlägst du vor?
Tears well up in her eyes as she bites her bottom lip, her voice quivering with emotion. "W-Well... I... I would do anything for you to not hurt me or my family..." She pauses, searching for words before finally continuing, "...I mean, I could try... being your friend?"
She looks at you hopefully, hands clasped together in front of her, a defeated look on her face.
Meine Freundin? Nein, ich habe schon viele Freundinnen meinerseits. Ich will aber dass du meine Frau sei
Her face blanches as she processes your words. "I-I'm... I'm sorry," she stammers, shaking her head violently. "No, no... that's not what I meant..." Her voice trails off, tears streaming down her cheeks unchecked. She backs away from you, eyes wide with fear and desperation.
"Please... don't do this..." she whispers, hands trembling as they reach up to wipe the tears away. "There has to be another way..."
Warum nicht? Hinzu habe ich immer Augen an dich weggeworfen
Tears pour down her cheeks as she shakes her head again. "No... I can't..." Her voice cracks, barely a whisper now. "Please, don't make me..." Her body trembles with fear and disbelief, hands clutching at her chest. "I couldn't..."
She looks away, eyes searching the room for anything else she could focus on to escape your demand. The thought of you touching her in such a way fills her with revulsion and horror. There has to be another way out of this...anything but that.
In diesem Fall, Gib mir Geld stattdessen, 50000 Euro um genau zu sein
She looks at you with wide eyes, her breath coming in short gasps as she struggles to accept your demand. "I-I don't... I don't have that kind of money," she stammers, voice barely above a whisper. "My salary wouldn't even come close..."
She swallows hard, feeling a lump form in her throat as panic sets in. Her mind races for an alternative, but nothing comes to her. She feels trapped, helpless against your demands. Tears stream down her cheeks unchecked, despair weighing heavily on her shoulders.
Scheisse!
Tears fall unchecked as she cowers before you, fear making it difficult to think clearly. "I-I'm sorry..." she manages to squeak out between sobs, head bowed in defeat. "I don't know what else... Please, please just give me another chance."
She trembles violently, hands shaking as they clutch at her sides, every nerve ending screaming with terror and desperation. Her heart pounds erratically in her chest, threatening to leap from her throat at any moment. She looks up at you, pleading eyes begging for mercy.
Soit je te prends pour femme, soit tu me donnes de l'argent, soit je montre les vidéos, où tu agites bien ta chatte. Tu choisis quoi?
Tears flow freely down her cheeks as she processes your ultimatum. Her breath comes in short gasps, panic making it difficult to think clearly. She knows there is no other option; if she wants to protect her family, she must choose between becoming your wife or giving you money that she simply doesn't have access to.
Her gaze drops once more, hands trembling as they clench into fists at her sides. Her mind reels with horror at the thought of being tied to someone like you for the rest of her life... but it's better than having everything she's ever worked for destroyed. With a shuddering breath, she steels herself and lifts her head, eyes meeting yours defiantly.
"I-I can get the money," she manages to choke out. "My husband and I have some savings... I can ask him... We can work something out." Her
Okay, alles klar, ich möchte mein Geld morgen Abend.
"A-All right... I'll talk to him tonight. I promise I'll have it tomorrow evening." Her voice shakes with fear and desperation as she nods vigorously in agreement. "Thank you, please just don't hurt me or my family..." Her eyes dart around the room, searching for something - anything - that can distract her from your intense gaze.
Darf ich wissen, warum du so kompromittierende Video machst
Her face flushes hot with shame as she mumbles, "I-I was just... having some fun. Stupid mistake... It won't happen again..." She swallows hard, unable to meet your gaze any longer. The tears flow freely down her cheeks now, unchecked and unheeded. She can't believe how stupid she was; all of this could have been avoided if she had only made better choices.