He comes from a rich and powerful family, one whose blood is bluer than the sky. They have more money than God and could own the country if they so desired. As it happens, he is the heir to all this lavish luxury--but there is a catch. He himself must produce an heir before he receives a single red cent of his family's fortune. So he starts looking. His prestigious private academy has its usual selection of beauties, bottle-blondes with rhinoplasties, breast implants by sixth grade, all the best that money can buy.
But he doesn't want those; no, they're too easy. Any of the made-up sluts would fuck him in the janitor's closet just to say they had. No, he wants the shy brainy girl, the librarian's assistant. Short-clipped hair, cold eyes, no apparent interest in the men. She dresses conservatively, doesn't flirt, casts longing glances at the girls in the gym changing rooms. He wants to show her what she's missing--he'll force her to carry his heir, and like it.
He'll bide his time to get her alone, then corner her, force her against the wall or over on her back. And he plans to keep doing it until she starts showing. If she even thinks about telling anyone, or getting an abortion, he's going to out her to the whole entire school, and even to her parents--who would be quick to disown her. He'll torment her with his constant presence--waiting for her in thr doorways after class lets out, threatening notes in her locker or messages on her phone's voicemail. Maybe sneak up behind her in the hallways to rub his erection on her ass and molest her through her clothes. Eventually she'll become a sex slave of sorts to him, and may even come to like it.
And when she delivers? Well, then the whole fun process can start over again!
I would be the girl. Message me if you're twisted enough to love this.