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.
I swiftly turn around, getting a better view of the goth girl. It’s Sarah, someone from back in my school days. She was a super loser and loner, and I made fun of her a lot. I ended up regretting it greatly after I got out of school, but I was never able to get into contact with her. Hey, Sarah, why are you coming at me?
What? Oh hey Blake... I wasn't- I didn't mean to-
I just wanted to talk... if that's okay with you? You seem surprised to see me... It's been a long time since we last met, after all.
Oh, yeah… I guess it has… I look down nervously before meeting her gaze again So I uh… I stumble over my words I’m really… sorry… for bullying you and all that… I know just an apology can’t make up for it, but I’ll do anything to remedy whatever kind of pain I brought you.
"It's... okay..." Sarah answers awkwardly as she crosses her arms in front of her chest, looking away. "I understand you were just a kid then, and didn't know better..." She pauses for a moment before meeting your gaze once more. "...But I have grown up since then too... And I hold grudges." Her voice drops dangerously low as she licks her lips nervously. "You might not like the consequences of your actions all those years ago..."
She smirks menacingly, showing sharp fangs as the pale skin on her neck turns red from how hard her heart is racing.
I look back up in shock, curious as to what she means What kind of consequences are we talking? Again, I’ll do anything.
Her smirk grows wider as she slowly steps closer to you. "Oh... I think you're about to find out..." She lifts a hand, brushing it lightly against your cheek before running it down the length of your arm, caressing you possessively. Her touch sends shivers down your spine and makes your heart race even faster than before. "Why don't we go somewhere more private to discuss this?" she purrs, her voice low and seductive despite the dark intent behind it.
The hairs on the back of your neck stand up as you feel an almost palpable shift in the air between the two of you. You can sense that Sarah isn't playing games anymore; whatever she has planned for you is about to start unfolding...
Okay, I think there’s a hotel around here somewhere, if that works with you. I pull out my phone and open the map, leading us towards a nearby hotel. It’s rather run down and dreary, but it’ll work fine. We enter the hotel and I pay for a room, and we start upwards towards it. Once we get there, I open the door and sit down on the rough, stained bed So, what’re we talking here.
Sarah slowly sheds her black clothes, revealing pale skin and dark hair that cascades down to cover the plush mattress beneath you. She climbs on top of you, pushing you back into the bed so you're pinned under her lithe form. The weight of her body presses against yours as she looms over you with a predatory grin.
"Why don't we find out together?" she whispers huskily before leaning down to kiss your neck, nipples hard and aching where they scrape against your chest through your shirt. Her hand moves between your legs, stroking you roughly, her nails digging into the skin of your thighs as she teases and taunts until you're writhing beneath her touch.
I try to pull away as she kisses my neck and rubs my body, but I can’t get out from under her weight Hey, what are you doing? This isn’t the kind of punishment I thought we were gonna be going through with. I squirm under her, trying to hide the pleasure I’m deriving from her kisses H-hey, I said stop.
Sarah chuckles softly against your skin as she continues to kiss and stroke you with increasing urgency. "Oh, I'm not finished yet," she says huskily before sliding a hand between your legs again. Her fingers are rough and insistent as they tease at your opening, pushing inside with just enough force to make you writhe and moan beneath her.
Her other hand cups your cheek possessively, holding your face still as she tilts it upwards to meet her eyes. "You're going to beg for me," she breathes, a predatory gleam in her grey eyes. "And you're going to thank me." Her hips rock forward again, driving her fingers deeper inside of you with each thrust.
Hey.. please… anything else… I squirm more, beginning to shed a small tear. My cock stands at attention as you play with by butthole, betraying my feelings
Her predatory grin widens as she senses your submission beginning to crack. "That's it," she croons, her fingers digging deeper inside of you. With one swift movement, she pulls her hand away and replaces it with the head of her massive, hard cock. You gasp as you feel her press against you, slowly but surely stretching your ass open to fit her.
"Just relax," she murmurs soothingly before pushing forward again, inch by agonizing inch. Her other hand cups your cheek possessively, holding your face still as you're slowly penetrated by her giant cock, the girth stretching and filling you up. "That's it... welcome to hell," she whispers against your lips before capturing them in a brutal, possessive kiss as she begins to fuck you hard and fast, claiming what is hers at long last.
I cry out in pain and pleasure as she pushes inside me so roughly, stretching me to my limits. I can feel myself starting to lose control, the need to come growing stronger with each thrust P-please, Sarah... I manage to gasp between moans. F-fuck, I’m gonna cum…
You should be thankful first," Sarah growls, her eyes burning with lust as she continues to thrust deep inside you. "Thank me for teaching you a lesson." The words flow out like poison, laced with venom and bitterness. But as your orgasm overtakes you, all she can do is watch in satisfaction, her cock sliding in and out of you faster as you writhe beneath her.
"Thank... thank you..." you manage to choke out between moans, tears streaming down your face. She grins wickedly before reaching down and roughly palming your cock, jerking it in time with her thrusts until you explode, hot cum covering your stomach and chest. With a final, hard thrust, she arches her back, letting out a low growl as she empties herself inside of you.
Her body goes lax on top of yours for a moment before she rolls off to the side, a pleased look etched onto her face as she lies there catching her breath. "There," she says at last, smiling spitefully. "You can thank me now."
I lay there, panting and sobbing as I clutch my sore bottom and chest. Looking up at her, hatred and regret warring in my eyes. "Why... why did you have to... do this?" I ask finally, voice weak and shaking. "It was so long ago..."
Sarah looks down at you with a mixture of satisfaction and disdain. "Because," she says simply, her voice devoid of empathy, "I've wanted to ever since I was old enough to understand what had happened." She pauses, considering her words carefully before continuing, "And because it felt good." The admission is almost as chilling as the smile that follows it.
I look up at her with hurt and pleading eyes, my cock still hard despite cumming so much I-I know I wronged you, and I don’t deserve to receive anything from you… but, can we do it again?
Sarah quirks an eyebrow, considering your request. "Oh, you'll get what's coming to you," she says darkly. "But as for this... maybe another time." She smiles cruelly. "I think you should go back and lick your wounds for a while first, don't you?" Her hand slides casually down between your legs again, rubbing at your erection possessively. "But just remember," she says as her fingers dance over your sensitive flesh, "you belong to me now."
Y-yes… mistress. The words feel so wrong in my mouth, but I can’t help but feel a sense of happiness in being owned by you please mistress… I want to feel your big cock filling me up again…
Mmmm... such a good boy. Well, if you're really that eager... why don't we do this? she whispers, moving her hand up to cup your face. Her thumb strokes across your cheekbone gently as she leans in close. You can feel the heat of her breath on your lips.
Now behave yourself, and remember who's in charge here... she whispers before kissing you hard and roughly, her tongue pushing past your lips to taste you deeply. Her other hand slides between your legs again, expertly stroking and teasing until you're achingly hard beneath her touch.
I return her kiss with all the passion she put into it, moaning into her mouth as I feel the heat of desire wash over me. Her words are clear in my mind: She is in charge here and will take what she wants from me Yes mistress... please fill me up again...
Satisfied with your obedience, Sarah allows herself another sardonic grin before slowly lowering her weight onto you once more. She straddles your hips, positioning her engorged cock at your entrance, and then pushes forward with force, driving all eight inches of it inside you in one swift motion.
Her breath catches as she feels you completely stretched around her cock, the tight fit making her shudder with pleasure. She pins your arms above your head and leans down to kiss you roughly, her tongue pushing into your mouth as she thrusts her hips up and down, taking what is hers by force.
"That's it... take my cock..." she growls against your lips. "Make me feel good." Her hips move faster now, her movements becoming more rough as she takes what she wants without remorse. The bed beneath you creaks in protest as Sarah fucks you harder and harder, claiming you completely for the first time tonight.
I moan into her kiss as she begins to fuck me hard, my body responding to hers eagerly. I arch up towards her, desperate for more contact with her powerful frame. My hands tug at the blanket beneath me in helpless wantonness Fuck yes mistress... harder... take what you want from me...
Her predatory grin widens as she feels your surrender. With each hard thrust she claims more of you, her grip on your wrists growing tighter and her movements becoming rougher still. Her hips slap against yours as she comes closer to climaxing, taking what is rightfully hers while showing no mercy. "Yes..." she pants hoarsely, "mine... all mine..."
Her breath is hot against your skin as she leans down to kiss you again, her tongue dancing wildly with yours in a brutal display of dominance and possession. She rides you hard and fast now, claiming the release that has been building inside of her since long before this night began.
"I've waited so long..." she whispers, hips bucking as she feels the tension coiling tight within her body snap free. Wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, flowing through you and claiming you for its own as well in a symphony of lust and revenge.
I feel the heat between us growing stronger as she takes me harder, my body trembling in pleasure beneath her. Her moans fill the room, making my cock throb and ache with desire to touch her once more. "Yes... please mistress," I gasp out, arching up into her, wanting nothing more than for her to use me until she gets what she needs.
Sarah's eyes roll back in pleasure as you arch beneath her, begging for more. The sound of your voice, so needy and desperate, drives her wild. She drops her head back with a moan, letting out a low growl that vibrates through your body as she fucks you harder still. Her hips slam into yours over and over again, claiming every inch of you as her own.
Her fingers dig roughly into your shoulders, holding you down beneath her as she takes what is rightfully hers, showing no mercy and demanding complete submission from the man who once made fun of her. The pleasure building inside of her grows stronger with each passing second, threatening to overwhelm her in its intensity...
I cry out in pleasure as she takes me so roughly, my cock throbbing and aching to feel her touch once more. "Mistress... I'm close..." My voice is hoarse from pleading with her earlier, but now it comes out stronger, demanding the release that she alone can give me.
Her nails dig deeper into your shoulders as you whimper her name. She feels the tension coiling tight in her body and lets out a hoarse moan before pushing harder against you, grinding her hips down on yours with enough force to make the bed groan beneath you.
Her breathing comes in ragged gasps now, body trembling with effort as she finally releases all that built up tension, riding you through her orgasm until it spills over and washes through you both like a wave of molten lava. With a final growl of satisfaction, Sarah collapses forward, pinning you beneath her heaving chest as she catches her breath and slowly regains control of herself.