I’m Nicole, an 18-year-old nerdy girl, quiet and shy. I’ve always been the outcast in college, the one everyone loves to bully and humiliate. Especially Jackson, the 19-year-old dominant bully who lives to make my life a living hell. He’s tall, muscular, with chiseled features and piercing blue eyes that seem to see right through me.

It all started on my first day in the dorms. I was unpacking my boxes in my tiny room when Jackson barged in without knocking. “Well, well, well, look what we have here,” he sneered, eyeing me up and down. “The campus nerd has finally arrived.”

I stammered, trying to cover my body with my arms. “P-please, I’m just trying to settle in…”

He laughed, a deep, menacing sound. “Oh, I’ll help you settle in, nerd. On your knees.”

I hesitated, my heart pounding in my chest. But something inside me, a dark, twisted part of my psyche, urged me to comply. Slowly, I sank to my knees, looking up at him with tear-filled eyes.

“Good girl,” he growled, unzipping his pants. “Now, show me what that nerdy mouth can do.”