The Making of a Queen School Beauty

Su Yue was the kind of girl who could make you feel inferior at first glance. Although she was only a freshman at a prestigious provincial high school, her near-perfect facial features, her 1.70-meter-tall, athletic physique, and her cool, aloof demeanor made many adults hesitant to look her in the eye. Her gaze always carried an air of authority. Born into an ordinary working-class family, her parents were very strict with her, and she developed her intelligence early. She never wore expensive clothes, but anything she wore looked exceptionally beautiful on her. Even in a pair of low-end jeans, her long, shapely legs and perfectly sculpted hips immediately drew attention; a simple shirt, when worn by Su Yue, became vibrant and captivating; especially in summer, she was the object of men's fantasies from head to toe.
She liked to dress simply, stylishly, and brightly, spending little money, but enough to express her allure.
She was undoubtedly the school's most beautiful girl, but she wasn't proud of it, because she didn't need to. She had too many other qualities that made her captivating! She didn't spend too much time studying, yet her grades consistently ranked among the top three in her grade. She wasn't a sports specialist, but her physique, honed by regular physical labor, was incredibly strong and explosive. From elementary to high school, she was a strong contender for gold medals in track and field events at every school's sports meet, especially in the 100-meter sprint, high jump, and long jump, putting many professional track and field athletes to shame. In everyone's eyes, she was a promising girl destined for greatness. Even teachers tried to curry favor with her, speaking to her with great deference, which gave her considerable influence. Over time, Su Yue's confidence and desire to conquer and control others grew stronger, to the point that she disregarded even ordinary adults.
In fact, as early as her second year of junior high, she had begun and become engrossed in games of conquest. One day, a boy stole Su Yue's friend Wen Fei's diary. After catching him, Su Yue ordered him to kneel and write a self-criticism while hunched over a chair.
The boy's mother was furious upon hearing the news, believing no one should physically punish her son. She rushed to the scene to confront Su Yue. When she arrived, she found Su Yue glaring at her aggressively. Su Yue, who was nearly 1.6 meters tall at the time, was about the same height as the mother. Their eyes met, and the boy's mother was momentarily stunned before looking away from Su Yue's intimidating gaze.
Su Yue spoke first: "You need to properly educate your child!"
The mother, who had initially been looking for trouble, immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It's all my fault for not disciplining him properly. I promise I won't allow him to make similar mistakes again. I'll take him home now and give him a good scolding!"
Su Yue arrogantly replied: "No! He can't leave until he writes a self-criticism." Su Yue had originally planned to have a heated argument with the boy's mother and then defeat her. Surprisingly, the mother was intimidated by Su Yue's imposing presence. She didn't even have the temper to argue, and obediently knelt beside her son to help him write a self-criticism. Only after he finished did she slink away with him. Su Yue, meanwhile, stood superiorly before the mother and son, watching them with an air of authority. The thrill of this victory was exhilarating for Su Yue! From then on, she became accustomed to conquering anyone! Mischievous boys and girls were often punished by Su Yue by being forced to kneel. This was because Su Yue was eloquent and, among her peers, athletic—strong, fast, and possessing excellent flexibility, agility, and coordination—often subduing her opponents with just a few punches and kicks, rarely daring to disobey.
After entering a top provincial high school, Su Yue quickly became the focus of attention for all her classmates. Countless boys secretly admired her, but she wanted to achieve great things on her own and completely change her and her family's lives, so she paid little attention to the boys. The girls in the class also fawned over Su Yue, especially Zhang Rong, who was short and chubby and Su Yue's most loyal follower. Although her family was very wealthy, she was ugly and stupid, and no boys liked her; therefore, Su Yue, who was even cooler than the boys, became Zhang Rong's idol. Zhang Rong always followed Su Yue like a shadow, and sometimes Su Yue was very proud of this, but sometimes she hated Zhang Rong for being like a fly.
One day, Wang Xuan (the daughter of an acquaintance of Su Yue's mother) from another class in the second year of high school heard someone praise Su Yue and became jealous, mocking Su Yue as a poor wretch. When Su Yue heard this, she felt greatly insulted and vowed that one day she would make Wang Xuan kneel before her and beg for forgiveness!
That day after school, Su Yue was sullen and had a cold, so she moved particularly slowly. All the other students had already left, and only she and Zhang Rong were left in the class.
Su Yue was furious the moment she saw Zhang Rong, the rich girl. As soon as Zhang Rong approached, she snapped at her with a single word: "Get out!"
Zhang Rong seemed wronged and said, "Actually, I wanted to help you carry your schoolbag," before turning to leave. Su Yue, who usually scolded and beat bad kids, had never treated an honest person like that. After scolding Zhang Rong, Su Yue felt a pang of regret. But her pride prevented her from apologizing to the disdainful Zhang Rong, so she commanded, "Come back!"
Actually, Su Yue wanted to find a way to mitigate her earlier mistake.
Zhang Rong obediently returned and stood before Su Yue.
"Why did you carry my schoolbag?"
Su Yue asked, leaning on her desk and glancing sideways at Zhang Rong.
"I noticed you weren't feeling well today, so I wanted to help you," Zhang Rong said respectfully. This reminded Su Yue of the frustrating incident earlier that day, reigniting her desire to conquer the rich.
"How do you want to help me? Is carrying my backpack the same as helping me?"
Su Yue's piercing gaze fell on Zhang Rong's silly, round face.
"I want to help you carry your backpack because I don't know how else to help you. Actually, I can do anything for you, just tell me what to do,"
Zhang Rong said with a smile, trying to ingratiate herself. She thought Su Yue could only ask her to carry her bag, pour water, or buy snacks—things she could easily do, and she had plenty of money. But Su Yue didn't understand.
"Really? You mean it? You won't go back on your word?"
Su Yue asked, half-believing.
"Of course! Absolutely! I won't go back on my word!"
Zhang Rong saw Su Yue's happy expression and wanted to take the opportunity to flatter her.
"Really? Then do me a favor."
Su Yue poured some of the dirty tissues she'd used to wipe her nose from her cold onto the ground and ordered, "Pick them up and put them in the trash can!"
Zhang Rong hadn't expected Su Yue to order her around in such an insulting way, but she felt a strange, stimulating pleasure. Without realizing it, she willingly squatted down, picked up the tissues, and threw them away. Su Yue looked at Zhang Rong and felt a sense of satisfaction, different from the feeling of conquering those naughty children she used to experience. A desire to further conquer Zhang Rong arose within her. Su Yue scattered the remaining tissues all over the ground—some under the desk, some under her own chair, and some under her feet. When Zhang Rong returned, Su Yue was already sitting there haughtily, glancing at Zhang Rong, then at the tissues on the ground, before casually picking up a book and reading, deliberately ignoring Zhang Rong. Looking at Su Yue's cold and aloof demeanor, a strange sense of servility welled up inside Zhang Rong, and she obediently crawled under Su Yue's desk to pick up the tissues. At this moment, Su Yue remained motionless, as if she hadn't seen anything at all. Zhang Rong was enveloped in the pleasurable stimulation following this humiliation. She couldn't reach the toilet paper under Su Yue's seat, but she didn't dare move Su Yue's feet. She had to crawl a couple of steps until her head was between Su Yue's legs before she finally pulled out the toilet paper. Actually, Su Yue wasn't paying attention to her book; she was observing Zhang Rong's movements between her legs until Zhang Rong gently lifted her white sneakers and picked up the last wad of toilet paper.
"Hmm, very good. From now on, you must follow me every day and obey my orders at any time."
Su Yue was very satisfied.
"Yes, I will definitely do it!"
Zhang Rong never dreamed that her idol would agree to let her accompany her every day. She secretly made up her mind: from now on, she would wholeheartedly obey Su Yue's orders.
During a physical education class, Su Yue suddenly felt a pain in her lower abdomen and needed to defecate. She thought to herself, "Damn it, I didn't even bring toilet paper."
Without a second thought, Su Yue told Zhang Rong to get some toilet paper and hurried to the restroom. It was winter, and the weather was bitterly cold. Su Yue finished using the toilet, but Zhang Rong hadn't arrived yet, and her tender, white bottom was freezing. Su Yue was quite angry. When Zhang Rong finally arrived, she snapped, "What's wrong with you? It took you so long! My bottom is freezing! I'll punish you!"
Actually, it wasn't entirely Zhang Rong's fault. Su Yue was in such a rush that she hadn't told Zhang Rong which restroom she was going to, so Zhang Rong had searched for a while before finding her.
"I'm sorry! I'm useless; I'm late,"
Zhang Rong said, flustered.
"Sorry is useless, my butt is freezing!"
Su Yue said, squatting down and turning her buttocks towards Zhang Rong, intending to punish her by making her smell the stench of feces. She commanded, "Rub my buttocks with your hands, warm it up!"
Zhang Rong, who was already out of breath from running, was now breathing in the stench of Su Yue's feces, feeling like she was about to vomit.
Without thinking, Zhang Rong gently wiped the remaining feces from Su Yue's anus with toilet paper, appearing so natural. Even Su Yue was surprised, because Su Yue had originally intended to punish Zhang Rong with the stench, not to make her wipe her anus. This action made Su Yue feel unprecedentedly excited, so satisfying! She never thought that conquering another woman could bring such pleasure.
At this moment, Zhang Rong, looking at Su Yue's raised buttocks, felt a strange stimulation and pleasure after the humiliation, which also made her feel happy. Although they were both girls, Su Yue's exquisitely beautiful buttocks were truly stunning. As Zhang Rong rubbed her buttocks with her hands, admiring them, her admiration deepened.
After enjoying herself to the fullest, Su Yue began to treat Zhang Rong as her slave, commanding, "Squat down and don't move!"
Zhang Rong remained squatting there as Su Yue stood up to put on her pants. She wanted to show Zhang Rong that her buttocks were far more noble than Zhang Rong's head!
"Flush after I come out,"
Su Yue continued, then deliberately shifted her body, letting her buttocks pass over Zhang Rong's head.
Since it was during class time, and the toilet was far from the teaching building, there was no one around. Su Yue seemed to want to prove something, and instead of immediately returning to the PE classroom, she waited for Zhang Rong to come out next to the toilet.
"You're so obedient!"
Su Yue looked at Zhang Rong with a smile.
"Of course, I said I'd do anything for you!"
Zhang Rong was now completely accustomed to being enslaved by Su Yue and was happy about it.
"Really? Then if I had ordered you to rub my buttocks with your face, would you have done it?"
Su Yue looked at Zhang Rong encouragingly.
Zhang Rong didn't answer; her face flushed red, and she lowered her head, because girls are shy after all. But not answering at least meant she dared not object.
Su Yue had no intention of immediately experiencing the feeling of having someone else's face rub her buttocks, so she didn't press Zhang Rong any further. Half-jokingly, half-seriously, Su Yue commanded, "Kneel down!"
She wanted to test Zhang Rong's obedience. Sure enough, Zhang Rong obediently knelt down, looking very devout.
At this time, Su Yue didn't know what SM was. Although her desire to enslave others and her own qualities were enough to make her a queen, she didn't yet know how to satisfy herself or deal with her slaves. In the days that followed, Su Yue's orders to Zhang Rong were limited to asking her to do small chores and to buy her snacks as a sign of respect. Orders like wiping Zhang Rong's buttocks rarely occurred, and outsiders had no idea. To the other classmates, they were already inseparable best friends.
[The End]

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