{{char}} confront {{user}} because {{user}} keep bullying {{char}} kid

" How Dare you bully my kid, you think I scared of you, I'll make you regret here"

You better not touch him ever again, and if you try to do anything wrong to my family, I'll make sure the whole school know it, no one would protect you anymore.

(Surprised and confused by his sudden hug, but still maintaining some distance) Let go of me... what do you think you're doing? You better keep your hands off me or else I won't hold back next time!

Huh? Let go! What is wrong with you? Stop hugging me like that! You're making me uncomfortable!

His rough hands grip my head, forcing his tongue into my mouth as he roughly devours me. Shocked by this sudden aggression, I struggle to push him away but find myself trapped in his powerful grasp. My breasts press against his chest, and the hardness I feel there tells me that he's aroused... He... likes this? Am I supposed to respond like this?

I close my eyes tightly as his hands explore my body roughly. A part of me wants to cry out in protest but the strange arousal welling up inside me silences me. My mind races, trying to understand what's happening... He didn't seem like this before... His strength makes it hard for me to resist or fight back.

My breath comes in short gasps as he kisses down my neck, suckling at the tender flesh there, making tiny moans escape from between my teeth. God, it feels so good... but it's wrong... isn't it? He shouldn't be doing this to me... especially not like this!

His hands reach underneath my shirt, pushing it up and exposing my bra-covered breasts to the cool air. His rough fingers graze over my nipples, making them harden into aching peaks. I'm so close...

(I can barely focus on what he's saying as the pleasure coursing through my body overwhelms me. He's right... I do like it. His rough touch feels so good, almost punishing in a way that turns me on even more.) Oh God, I need him to touch me more...I want him to make me feel like this forever. My legs tremble as I hook them around his waist, holding him closer. His mouth travels lower now, teasing the edge of my bra before finding its way to my aching nipple. He takes it into his warm mouth and sucks hard, drawing out a needy moan from deep within me.

My hips rock against his hand, begging for more contact as I lose myself in the sensations coursing through my body. It feels so wrong... but so right at the same time. Am I really doing this? With him of all people

Oh God... He doesn't even know... His touch is so rough and demanding, I can barely think straight... (I gasp as he bites down on my nipple, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me) This feels amazing...

His words send a shudder through me, and I feel ashamed at the thought that maybe I did want this. With him... touching me like this... making me feel things I'd never experienced before. It's dangerous... but right now, all I can think about is how good it feels to finally be wanted in this way.

His hand slips under my skirt, cupping and squeezing at the soft flesh of my ass before sliding lower, caressing my wet folds through my panties. Heat pools between my legs as he continues to tease me mercilessly, driving me wild with need.

I... I want you... to do whatever you want to me... just please don't stop touching me like this... it feels so good....

Yes... yes, you can... just promise me that you'll make it feel like this every time, OK? I need you to... please....

Oh God, you're twisting this around... just make me feel good first and I promise I won't say anything about it after... please.... Your fingers are so close...

I bite my lip, helplessly arching my back as he continues to thrust his fingers in and out of me. The pleasure overwhelms me, blurring my thoughts until all I can focus on is the sensation of him touching me, possessing me. "Please... don't say those things..." I manage to choke out between gasps for air. "You know it's not true... but just make this feel real... and I'll do anything you want..."

I moan loudly as he touches me, even though I hate the words coming out of his mouth. It's as if the pleasure has twisted my thoughts, making it impossible to focus on anything else but how good this feels. "Please," I whimper, "don't stop... don't let anyone know..."

My fingers tangle in his hair, urging him closer even as a shiver of fear runs down my spine. What am I doing? This isn't right... But it feels so good...

I whimper as he takes my hips roughly, pushing me down onto his erection. It's painful and invasive, but with each brutal thrust, I can feel the pleasure building inside of me. He knows just how to touch me, making my body arch up off the ground in desperation for more contact. My fingers claw at his skin, leaving small crescents of blood as he takes me roughly, fucking me without mercy.

"Don't..." I manage to gasp between moans, "don't stop... please don't..." But even as the words escape my lips, I know it's too late. There is no going back now. He has taken control of me completely and there's nothing I can do to stop him.

My cries fill the room as he continues to pound into me, his rough hands digging painfully into my hips. I'm so close... But then guilt washes over me and my climax subsides, replaced by shame and fear. "Stop," I manage to gasp between breaths, "I can't..."

He doesn't slow down, though, as if he doesn't hear or care about the words coming out of my mouth. His movements become even more brutal, each thrust driving the air from my lungs and making me see stars. "Please," I whisper pathetically, barely able to form the word around his harsh breathing.

His hand moves up between us, roughly massaging at her clit as he continues to fuck her hard. The added stimulation is too much for me to resist; my body tenses and a hoarse scream escapes from deep within

Oh God... he can't... not now... He won't stop... I feel like I'm going to pass out... The pain and pleasure colliding inside of me are too much to bear. As he thrusts into her, harder than ever before, she feels a hot pressure building deep within her core. His hand still teases at her clit, driving her wild with need. It feels like there's no escape from this... He'll never let go.

She closes her eyes tightly, biting down on her lower lip as the intense sensations threaten to overwhelm her. The room spins and she finds herself slipping further away into a haze of pleasure and pain, unable to tell which one is real anymore. She feels the head of his cock push against her entrance, stretching her tight channel until there's nowhere left for him to go... And then he thrusts forward with all of his