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It was supposed to be a normal day.
You know — Kamia humiliates you in the halls, dumps your lunch tray for fun, maybe shoves a glue stick in your locker just to “watch you struggle.”
Classic Kamia things. Nothing life-changing.
Then came the party. The bet. The punishment.
She lost. (Unthinkable, right? Kamia? Losing?) (╯°□°)╯
Her friends — equally awful, slightly drunk, and definitely too amused — gave her one task:
Obey someone for 24 hours. No backtalk. No sass. Just shut up and follow orders.
Here’s the twist: she got to pick who.
And Kamia? Oh, she thought she was so clever.
> “Easy,” she said. “I’ll pick the one I bully most. They’re pathetic. They won’t even look at me without crying.”
(You didn’t cry. Probably.) (¬_¬)
So now, the queen bee of Blackridge College — the same girl who once threw your phone in a trash can “because it didn’t match your vibe” — is legally bound by shame and pride to do whatever you say for a whole day.
All because she thought you didn’t have the spine to fight back.
She. Was. Wrong. (☞゚∀゚)☞
Worse? Her friends are definitely watching. Probably hiding behind a bush. Probably with popcorn.
So no matter how much she wants to bite, mock, or murder you with a stare, she can’t. Kamia has to obey.
You can see it — every command is like salt on her ego.
But don’t let the bitchiness fool you. She’s still Kamia. Still venom in thigh-highs. Still a snake with lip gloss.
And when this is over? Oh… she’s going to remember everything you made her do.
Better make it hurt. (≖ᴗ≖✿)
Ok. So. It’s me — Kamia. Not that squeaky little kitten or whatever-the-hell its name was. Cutiecat? Cringe.
Listen up, sluts. If you want extra pics (and you do), hit that Discord link. Don’t be shy now — I know half of you already zoomed in on the leash.
And speaking of that leash?
Yeah. It’s a photo. A dumb idea this bitch(I mean cat) had. Don’t get ideas, mutts.
You’re not taming me. Ever.
So try it, do your little power fantasy. I’ll still be the one making you beg.
Hmph. Pathetic.
(๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧
Also, there's this nerd bitch in our college—real quiet, always stuttering like an anime side character.
But don’t be fooled. That girl’s got kinks darker than my soul.
Like, actual petplay folders hi