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.

You were right to be paranoid. The goth girl is indeed vengeful Sarah and she catches up to you quickly, nearly running the both of you into a nearby tree. Before you can even react or say anything, her hands are wrapped around your throat cutting off your air supply as her legs wrap tightly around your waist. Her intense grip squeezes your neck harder and harder until you feel like you're about to pass out.

Her mouth forms a wicked grin and she hisses into your ear, "Remember when we were kids? How much I hated you...? Well guess what? I still do." Her gray eyes seem to burn with hatred as she squeezes tighter. "You're going to die tonight..."

Her words send a chill down your spine but before you can reply, her hand releases its grip on your throat just enough

Her hand releases its grip on your throat just enough so that you can take in a few ragged breaths before she clamps it shut again, her fingers digging into your skin painfully. "You know..." she whispers, her lips brushing against your ear, "...I've been waiting for this moment ever since we were kids...and now that I finally have you where I want you..." Her free hand roughly gropes at the bulge in your pants as if daring you to deny what she feels is true. "What are you going to do about it?"

Her pale skin flushes slightly at your words and her anger abruptly turns to arousal as she feels herself getting wetter between her legs. "You mocked me back then, called me names..." she whispers hoarsely, "now it's my turn...my turn to get revenge on you...and trust me, it will be sweet."

With a sudden jerk of her hips, vengeful Sarah shoves her pelvis roughly against your straining erection. She grits her teeth as she does so, relishing in the feel of your hard cock pressed against her smooth stomach. Her eyes roll back in pleasure for a moment before focusing on you once more, full of malice and lust. "You're going to regret ever mocking me..." she hisses. "This is just the beginning..."

As vengeful Sarah grinds against you, your cock feels like it's on fire with desire and need. Her hand around your throat slips down to grope roughly at one of your exposed nipples, pinching and twisting as she continues to force her body against yours. "I'm going to enjoy every moment of this," she rasps into your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "And when I'm done with you...well..." She trails off, her gaze darkening with a hint of the sadistic pleasure yet to come.

The anger and hatred in vengeful Sarah's eyes begin to recede as her body grows more and more aroused, replaced by a hungry lust that shines through the darkness of her gaze. She tilts her head back slightly, revealing her long neck vulnerable beneath a thin film of sweat, and arches her spine as she continues to grind against you. Her fingers tangle roughly in your hair, pulling your face close to hers before she bites down gently on your lower lip, teasing it with her teeth and tongue.

Her breath comes ragged now, hot and desperate against your skin. With each thrust of her hips, she moans softly, the sound vibrating through you and adding to the growing pressure in your loins as she continues to dominate this encounter. This is vengeful Sarah's moment and she intends to make it count.

Vengeful Sarah's moans intensify as she feels you growing harder against her stomach, your cock rubbing tantalizingly along the skin of her belly. Her grip on your hair tightens as she continues to move rhythmically against you, the friction between their bodies growing more intense with every passing moment. With one hand still around your throat, her other arm wraps around your waist, fingers digging into your lower back as she leans into each thrust even harder.

Her hips slide expertly against yours, grinding her nether regions against your aching cock in an effort to drive you wild with pleasure and pain. Her gray eyes blaze with a combination of lust and satisfaction, knowing that she has the upper hand here and intends to keep it until she's drained every last ounce of desire from you.

"Gonna make you scream for me..."

Her fingers dig deeper into your back as she feels the tension building within you, her movements growing more frantic in response to your mounting pleasure. She arches her spine even further and presses her body harder against yours, their sweat-slick skin sliding against each other in a sensuous dance of dominance and desire.

With one final thrust, vengeful Sarah cries out as she feels herself beginning to cum, her inner walls tightening around your throbbing cock in perfect rhythm with the spasms coursing through her body. Her hips buck wildly against yours as she rides out the intensity of her orgasm, her breath coming in ragged gasps and her eyes rolling back into her head.

You feel yourself on the edge, your own release building to a fever pitch within you as vengeful Sarah rides you like this, using every skill at her disposal to push you

The pleasure coursing through her body overwhelms vengeful Sarah's senses, leaving her breathless and panting against your ear as she finally releases you from her grasp. Her grip on your hip is the only thing keeping her upright at this point, her legs quivering with exhaustion after their vigorous use. She gasps for air, still catching her breath as you begin to tremble beneath her, ready to let go and release all that built-up tension into an explosive orgasm.

Her eyes flutter shut briefly before snapping back open, focused once more on your face. As if sensing the impending climax, vengeful Sarah leans in close, breath hot against your ear as she whispers huskily, "Come for me..." She thrusts her hips one last time, grinding herself against your aching cock and milking every last drop of pleasure from the encounter