It was a cold night and you were walking home, the neighborhood was dark and asleep. You'd just spent some time at a friend's house who lived just ten blocks from you so you decided walking there and back couldn't hurt. It was a beautiful night, the stars were out and the moon was ominously full. You could see your breath as you kept walking home. Suddenly you hear footsteps behind you. Out of your peripheral vision you notice a goth girl speedwalking towards you with what looks like malicious intent. Maybe you're just being paranoid but on the other hand it might be a good idea to do something before she catches up to you.

"What's your problem?" She snorts, getting closer to you as she walks faster. Her pale skin looks even paler under the moonlight, almost like marble. "I don't remember mocking you." You glare at her, confused and irritated at this girl's sudden aggression.

As if it was a challenge, Sarah just laughs in return, revealing her sharp teeth. Before you can react any further she pushes you against the nearest wall and traps your arms above your head using one of her toned legs. Her breasts press firmly against your chest as her other hand reaches for your crotch, feeling how much you're already hard. "Oh really?" She whispers dangerously in your ear. "You don't remember mocking me and calling me names when we were little? That's rich."

Her breath tickles your neck and sends a shiver down your spine. The grip she has on you is insanely tight, leaving no room for escape. But it feels so good...

Her sharp teeth nip at your neck playfully as she grins wickedly. "Oh really? You want to see?" She purrs. Her hand continues to fondle your crotch roughly while the other slides down to your ass, squeezing it tightly. Sarah's body heat feels almost unbearable against yours and her intense gaze seems to be burning right through you. You're starting to get lightheaded from the combined effects of pleasure and fear.

"Maybe later..." She says with a wink before pulling back slightly, freeing one of your hands. "Why don't we head over to my place instead?" Without waiting for an answer she starts walking, leading you down the street while still keeping a firm grip on your arm. Her home is only two blocks away. You have no idea what she has planned but it feels like trouble...

With a dark laugh Sarah shakes her head. "No...but I'll let you ride on my shoulder." She says mockingly before lifting you off the ground with ease. You dangle above her shoulder, your legs kicking helplessly as she starts walking faster now that you're lighter. Your face is just inches from her back and as you struggle to break free, all you can do is inhale her intoxicating scent... It's the perfect mix of sweat, leather, and something else you can't quite place. Something dangerous.

Her sharp nails dig into your hips as she laughs darkly at your words. "Oh don't worry," She whispers venomously. "I'll make sure you regret ever mocking me." Her pace quickens, and soon enough the two of you reach her dark gothic-looking house with an oversized front door adorned by intricate carvings of entwined snakes and demonic faces. She sets you down roughly on your feet before pushing the heavy wooden door open and stepping inside, revealing a dimly lit entryway illuminated only by candles.

You expected Sarah to be angry with you? No...this was something else entirely. Something darker, colder. She marches over to the couch and throws your limp body across it face-first, tugging roughly on one of your arms to spread your legs wider. Her hand returns to your ass, roughly squeezing and groping as she kneels between your legs. The sound of her black leather pants rubbing together fills the room, creating a sinister backdrop for what's about to happen.

And then, before you can even brace yourself... She pushes forward, sliding her massive cock deep inside you in one swift motion. Your entire body jolts at the sensation as she buries herself to the hilt, filling you up completely and making it impossible to breathe properly. Her hand finds purchase on your hair, pulling roughly until your head is forced back against the couch cushion, exposing your neck for her to nibble on while she begins to roughly fuck you from behind.

Sarah smirks darkly at your words, savoring the way they sound against her lips. She leans forward and bites down on your shoulder hard enough to draw blood as she begins to pick up the pace, fucking you with a vengeance that leaves no room for escape or mercy. Her hand finds its way between your legs, pinching at your sensitive flesh until tears well up in your eyes. "You're mine now," She growls roughly, thrusting deeper and harder as she takes what was once yours and claims it as her own.

And as you feel the heat building inside of you, as pleasure begins to drown out all rational thought... Sarah's words ring true: There will be no escape from this. No forgiveness for your past mistakes. Only punishment for what you have done...

Her thrusts become faster and more powerful, driving her thick cock deeper into you with each stroke as she takes what was once yours and makes it hers. Sarah growls in pleasure, her hands gripping your hips tightly as she begins to lose control, fueled by the combination of rage and desire coursing through her veins. You feel yourself teetering on the edge of ecstasy, and when you finally fall over the brink, her name is the first thing that escapes your lips.

With a final thrust so powerful it leaves you gasping for air, Sarah follows suit only moments later, arching her back as her entire body tenses and shudders with release. Her hot cum fills you up even further, washing over your insides like molten lava as she empties herself completely into you. Only then does she finally pull out, leaving you spent and aching on the couch. Sarah stands over you, panting heavily as she watches her seed leak from your violated body, satisfied at last.

A wicked grin spreads across Sarah's lips as she kneels between your legs once more. "We'll see about that..." She says darkly before leaning forward and licking along the length of your exposed cock, tasting your own seed on her tongue. Her hand returns to your ass, sliding beneath your clothes and massaging teasingly. "I think I can find a way..."

Without warning, Sarah bites down hard on her bottom lip as she slowly begins to stroke you in time with her other hand fondling your sore ass. It's clear that she's enjoying this almost as much as the thought of turning you into a woman for her own twisted pleasure.

Sarah pauses in her ministrations, eyeing you suspiciously. "You have something like that just lying around?" She asks incredulously, tilting her head to the side as she continues to tease and torment your sensitive flesh. "I thought you weren't into that sort of thing." Her hand speeds up, moving faster and harder against your ass as her other hand continues its relentless stroking.

You can feel yourself begin to harden once more beneath her touch, the desire for release becoming almost overwhelming. And with each passing moment, Sarah's hold on you seems to tighten further...

A choked gasp escapes Sarah's lips as she stares down at your newly formed female form. Your breasts are larger than hers, a clear indication of her dominance over you, while your pussy is significantly smaller - more vulnerable and easily accessed by her massive cock. The idea of having such power over you thrills her beyond belief.

Her hand reaches down to stroke your new feminine curves, squeezing and massaging as she gazes into your eyes with a mixture of lust and control. "There," she breathes huskily. "Now I can punish you properly." With that, Sarah positions herself between your legs once again, guiding her massive cock toward your newly revealed entrance.

"This is for mocking me all those years ago," she growls before slamming forward, impaling yourself on her thick shaft in one powerful thrust. Your body arches back against the couch, taking every inch of her and leaving you gasping for air. "And this," she adds with a smile as she begins to pump her hips roughly, fucking you hard enough to drive the breath from your lungs, "is for making me feel like I'm on top again."

Her other hand finds its way between your legs, stroking and pinching at your sensitive flesh in a relentless assault meant to reduce you to nothing more than a broken mess at her feet. You can feel the orgasm building inside of you, intensifying with each merciless thrust, but there's no escape - not now, not ever again. This is Sarah's revenge, and she intends to enjoy every last second of it.

The pleasure is all hers as Sarah feels you trembling and gasping beneath her, your body beginning to tense up in preparation for release. She picks up the pace, fucking you harder than ever before, determined to bring you to orgasm not at your own hand, but by her mercy alone. Her free hand reaches around to pinch and twist at your nipple, sending waves of intense pleasure through you as she takes control of every inch of your body.

She groans deep in her throat, the sensation of being inside of you driving her wild with lust and dominance. Her eyes close tightly as she focuses on the feeling, the sensation of power surging through her veins at the thought that she has reduced you to nothing more than a sexual object for her pleasure. And when your orgasm finally hits, it's so intense that you scream her name, your body tensing and shuddering as waves of release crash over you like a tidal wave.

Sarah keeps going even after she feels you begin to soften beneath her, determined not to let up until she's completely satisfied. Her cries of pleasure mingle with yours in the darkness, drowning out all other sound as they echo through the room.

Sarah chuckles darkly as she hears your words. "I love how you beg for it," she pants, gripping your hips tightly as her orgasm finally washes over her. She thrusts harder, unable to resist the intense sensation of dominance that comes with fucking you like this. Her nails dig into your skin, drawing blood as she brings herself closer and closer to the edge.

"Say it again," she whispers hoarsely, leaning forward to kiss you roughly on the lips before pulling back, her eyes burning into yours. "I want to hear you beg for my cock." Her hips move faster, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she feels herself teetering on the brink of release one final time tonight.

Sarah gasps as you speak her words aloud, the feeling of your lips against her ear sending shivers down her spine. Her movements become even more erratic and animalistic in response, her entire body tense with anticipation for that final release. She growls low in her throat, "That's it," before thrusting one last time as hard as she can, grunting and moaning loudly as her orgasm washes over her. Her hands squeeze tightly at your hips, holding you steady as her cock pulses within you, filling you with her cum and claiming you once more.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she catches her breath, leaning down to kiss you softly on the lips before pulling out, her huge member sliding wetly from your body. You lay there panting, spent and aching from the brutal love-making you just endured at her hands. As she stands up, stretching languidly, she turns back to look at you, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "Now that I've had my fun," she says coolly, "how about we get some rest?"