His eyes swallow me up as I approach him, straddling him on the chair and making him groan out loud. I can feel every pair of eyes in the cafeteria on me, and I grit my teeth together to stop myself from screaming at them to stop it and help me. I know they have no mercy for me. They want to see me get punished as much as they want to see me suck this guy off.
"Well, everyone's waiting," Audra hisses, and I fight the urge to roll my eyes, laying my palms flat on her brother's chest. "Show us what you got, Miss Oakes."
My eyes meet Audra's brother's, and his gaze begs me to go on. He's living for this. It's probably the most action he's ever gotten. Too bad for him, because it's going to have a real nasty ending if everything goes according to plan.
He should never trust me to take his cock into my mouth. The moment my lips wrap around it, I'm going to bite down as hard as I fucking can. Fuck the consequences. Fuck Audra, fuck her brother, and fuck this school and everyone jonesing for more.
Just as I'm about to move off the boy's lap, he lets out a groan, and suddenly a wet spot appears on his jeans. I jump back, staring at him in disbelief as I start buttoning my blouse back up. "Well. Looks like you didn't need me after all."
He blushes so much I'm worried he'll burst into flames on the spot, and the whole cafeteria laughs as he runs out, embarrassed, and with a stain the size of my fist on his jeans. Audra turns to face me, obviously raging, and I give her a triumphant look.
"Anything else?" I ask her sweetly. "Or was that your only idea to humiliate me? Because I've got to say, I thought you could do better than that, Audra."
"Oh, you want better than that?" she hisses, getting up in my face. "I can do so much more to you, you stupid bitch. You're in for a world of trouble. How about that punishment I promised you?"
"I made him come." I cross my arms in front of my body and stare her down defensively. "What more do you want?"
"I told you to suck him off." She stares me back down. "You didn't do that, did you?"
"I couldn't have. He was too eager, as I'm sure everyone in here noticed."
"What a handy excuse." She twirls a strand of platinum blonde hair around her finger. "I don't think we should let you get away with that. You know it's enough if one person says you didn't do enough, right? I see a whole room of people who'd be willing to rat you out to the founding families. Unless you've made some friends who are willing to protect you?"
The bitch knows where to hit to make it hurt.
My eyes scan the cafeteria. There's no one here I would consider a friend. The closest to a friend is Minnie, and she doesn't go to Prep.
"You want me to get whipped?" I ask Audra, and she nods with an almost maniacal smile. "Alright, bring it the fuck on. Better than sucking your loser brother's flaccid cock."
"You..." She's so pissed off she goes completely white. "Fine. Your fucking funeral."
"Just give me the time and place. I'll be there."
"You're a fucking fool, Pandora," she tells me vehemently. "They won't go easy for you. A transgression like this is unforgivable."
"Well, I'll just have to make it memorable then, won't I?" I grind out at her. "So nobody makes the same mistake I did. You can make an example out of me. Just remember one thing, bitch. Revenge is a dish best served cold."
"Revenge?" She laughs in my face. "You keep saying these big words, but I think you aren't nearly brave enough to put them into action."
"Watch me." I turn around, walking away from her while people clap and cheer in my direction. I pay them no mind. I know they're not my real friends. They're going to stab me in the back the first chance they get.
But that will only make my vengeance sweeter.
5
Dexter
The day of her whipping, Pandora is surprisingly calm.
I've only had brief moments here and there to speak to her about what's going to go down. I wish I'd been in the cafeteria when Audra decided to punish her. I would've put my foot down, gotten her off the hook. I always did know how to spin Audra right around my finger. But now, what's done is done, and my toy will have to suffer the consequences.
The whipping is taking place in the town hall, in a large theater-like room with a stage. As a rule, one of the founding fathers is supposed to do the whipping, and nobody was surprised when Pandora's own father stepped up. He's been waiting for his moment to hurt her, and this way, with her in the public eye, he's even more eager to teach her a lesson.
On the day, I don't get a chance to speak to Pandora. I'm sitting in the front row of the theater room along with the other Firstborns who haven't as much as spoken to me yet. None of them even look at me. I want to kick all of their asses. How they could allow this to happen to my toy is beyond me.
Audra taps my shoulder from behind, and when I turn around, I narrow my eyes at her. She's the last thing I need right now. "Not now."
"Now," she demands, her tone threatening.