voodoo slave part 1
a dark twisted story that will get more violent as it goes
a dark twisted story that will get more violent as it goes
An eager student gets a bit more than she bargined for.
This came from a prompt that my partner sent me. As always, comment whatever you want.
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Brian caught his wife fucking his brother. Shes left, leaving her daughter living her step-father Brian. PLEASE NOTE BITS IN BOLD ARE FLASHBACKS
Willow walked timidly down the long, dark hall in the Hell Castle. Shadows danced along the walls, casting eerie shapes all around her. The nineteen-year-old bit her full lower lip nervously, twirling a strand of her long, black hair around her index finger as she walked.
She froze when she heard footsteps softly echo behind her. They were slow, patient – the footsteps of a predator. She felt her heart start to pound as they came closer, closer, closer… Her obsidian eyes darted around for an escape, and she saw a huge door to the side, so she ducked into it without thinking.
As she scanned the candle-lit room, she started to make out its contents: a darkly adorned bed with a wrought iron frame; several shelves that held chains, whips, and restraining devices; a few masks here and there; and some blood-red satin restraints that were tied to the bedposts.
Willow was so awe-stricken by the room that she didn’t hear the man approach behind her. He had been stealthy, precise in his movement… He had done this before.
“Hello, darling.” he purred in her ear as he wrapped his arms around her from behind and gave her breasts a gentle squeeze.
Willow had never had her breasts touched before. It sent a tingle of excitement through her, but she still built up a good scream and prepared to let it out.
She never had the chance, however.
Her captor put a hand over her mouth to silence her, laughing in satisfaction at her fear. He sucked and gently bit her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine and causing her legs to shake fearfully. He hoisted her up, somehow managing to still keep her silent, and threw her onto the bed roughly. She felt him making quick work of the satin restraints, tying them around her wrists firmly. He moved down to tie her feet when she gave a scream of protest and kicked him across the cheek.
The man’s perfectly featured face snapped to the side, and he gave a little growl of annoyance, but then he turned his red eyes to her and, with a grin, slowly ran his tongue along his lower lip to get rid of the blood.
“Mmmm, you’re fiesty, aren’t you? Don’t worry… I can fix that.” he said in a deep, dark voice as he nipped her inner thigh in punishment.
She squeeked in pain and instinctively yanked her legs back, trying to get away from him. He made a noise of pleasure and caught her ankle.
“I’m just going to have to relax you first, aren’t I?” he chuckled as her nudged her thighs apart.
She screamed, but to no avail. This was Hell. No one cared if she screamed.
Willow felt the man’s waist-length black hair tickling her thighs as he knelt down and pulled her panties off.
She kicked at him again, this time catching him hard on his hip bone. He gave her another hard nip to the inner thigh, then became rougher with her soft, lightly tanned legs as he muscled them apart and dove his mouth down to her pussy and gave her a few firm licks.
“Ohhhhhhh….” Willow moaned unwillingly as his skilled mouth flicked over her clit and stroked her opening.
He continued his relentless assault, whispering all kinds of promises of things he was going to do to her, his breath warm and sensual as it fanned along her sensitive mound. He licked at her greedily, sucking and licking and just barely using his tongue to penetrate her.
Willow’s body bucked in pleasure and rebellion, trying to angle itself for a better tonguing but then again still trying to get away from him. She could feel pressure building in her clit, a tidal wave of pleasure was growing within her, begging for release. He sensed her orgasm and mercilessly flicked his tongue over her sensitive little clit; his hot, demanding tongue was teasing her, driving her harder and faster until, finally, she felt her pussy contract in an overwhelming orgasm. She cried out, panting as he continued to work her over, when she felt it.
His hot tongue dove inside of her, massaging all of her inner muscles as they grabbed at his tongue selfishly, demanding more of him.
She was struggling against her restraints now, moaning and out of breath as he grinned up at her, his lips still shining from her juices.
“Does my girl want more?” he asked, his voice every bit as smooth as the satin that restrained her.
It was now that she saw her captor. He was tall, about 6’4″, with darkly tanned skin and gleaming crimson eyes. His dark, straight hair flowed down his finely muscled body. He looked to be about 21, and he was gorgeous.
She relaxed her legs a little and, after hesitating, said “Yes, please…”
He laughed in satisfaction and made himself comfortable, laying between her legs. He slowly kissed her clit and gently slid a finger into her soaked pussy. He worked her gently, not wanting to hurt her too badly.
Willow had just gotten used to his thick finger being inside of her when she felt another nudging its way inside.
“Oh, no, please, not another…” she begged, fearing that he would hurt her already tender pussy.
“You made me bleed, love. How ’bout an eye for an eye, hmm?” he grinned as he rammed his second finger into her.
Willow screamed in pain and felt blood start to slowly trickle down her legs.
Her assailant laughed at the sight of it and worked his fingers harder and faster; Willow’s smooth, slender body started to rock back and forth on the bed from the pounding of his fingers deep inside of her, her breasts jiggling beneath her thin white cotton sundress.
“Let’s see those tits, babe.” he said as he ripped her dress clean in half up the middle.
Willow’s full breasts bounced free from the restraining fabric, the warm air washing over them.
“Say my name, and maybe I’ll stop.” he purred, pounding her pussy harder and harder still.
“Wh-at is y-your name?!” Willow struggled to ask, tears forming in her eyes from the pain between her legs as he finger-fucked her sadistically.
“Oboro.” he said, nipping her clit getnly between his teeth, sending a shockwave through the girl’s body. She started screaming his name over and over and over, but he just started swirling his fingers around on her G-spot, causing the pleasure to build again within her.
He shoved his shoulders up against her, forcing her to sit with her back against the headboard of the bed.
“Watch yourself get eaten out and finger-fucked.” he commanded as he stroked her G-spot again while licking hungrily at her clit.
Watching her captor working her pussy so masterfully sent her over the edge again. Her vagina was begging for mercy, squeezing his fingers hard with every thrust into her.
He let her moan his name a few more times before finally pulling his now sticky fingers from her, then set about licking them clean.
Willow saw him sitting on his knees between her legs, licking his fingers clean of her juices, and tried to close her thighs to get some relief.
“No no no no…” he scolded her mockingly, settling his hard, lean, warm body on top of hers as he pulled her back down the bed.
“NO!!!” she protested as he thrust all eight inches of his dick inside of her.
Willow moaned and protested and cried as he had his wicked way with her, moving his hips on top of her… She could feel all of his muscles and bones churnin on top of her, working together to violate her… She cried even harder as he bunched himself up to where he could suck on her nipples as he fucked her.
She felt his tongue swirling over her taut nipple, tasting and teasing and making her wetter than she already was. She heard the sound of her wet pussy being taken by this man, the moist slapping of his dick inside of her echoing through her mind and he started to grunt and moan in his own pleasure. His balls slapped against her as he buried himself deep within her. He didn’t stop until he hit her cervix, causing waves of nauseating pain and ecstasy to bolt through her already battered body.
Willow’s body was on the verge of releasing again when she heard him cursing under his breath, and suddenly his body went from simply making love to her to full-blown, unadulterated fucking he rwith all he had. Willow’s D-cup breasts bounced hard, her body being rutted hard by him as he neared his own orgasm.
He reached between them and circled his thumb over her nub and she lost herself in a mind-blowing orgasm that rocked her whole body. Her pussy tugged hard on his dick as he moved inside of her….She nearly lost consciousness, but the sound of him roaring out in release, followed by feeling his hot cum shooting into her, brought her back to reality.
“You… You came inside of me?!?!?!” she shrieked in terror, feeling him pull out as some of his semen trickled out of her. She sobbed uncontrollably, begging him to release her, and he actually conceded to her demands. He untied her.
She expected him to leave her here, degraded and crying and exhausted and scared but he didn’t. Instead, he crawled under the bedspread and tenderly tucked her into his side, wrapping his arms around her. She didnt know why, but she clung to him.
If loving her assailant was wrong… she wasnt sure she wanted to be right.
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Everyone remembers the first person they sleep with right? Not when you become the victim of a predator.
Third part in this story.
Brandy’s father is rich. Gives her everything she wants and then some. Except he cannot protect her everywhere.
Mike visits Sally for the first time
Megan considers herself the guardian of town morality. Until the geek next door turned the tables on her.
The air was filled with the smell of animal lust and raw sex and the alluring scents of his strong cologne and my delicate perfume mingled with it. I looked up to the ceiling where a little while ago, the dancing shadows of tree branches appeared as ominous hands, pinning me down into the mattress. Now those shadows just danced gracefully across the moonlit darkness, looking down on the exhausted young, sprawled out, naked girl. The slight breeze outside was now the only sound reverberating around the room and through my ears. Growls, groans, moans and screams had drowned it out a little while ago.
I lay on top of the cool satin sheets and watched as that same breeze, pushed the soft white lace curtains aside and slowly crept across the rooms moonlit, semi-darkness, then enveloped my entire nakedness. I felt its first touch on my still overheated pussy as the breeze stretched its fingers outward and caressed the tender folds of wet and sticky flesh. It blew gently over the wetness of trickling juices, which brought a shudder from deep within me and covered my skin with tiny goose bumps. I breathed in heavily and swallowed hard. Licking my full pouty lips I tasted the salty traces of semen that had escaped and dribbled down my chin.
My mystery lover had joined me on my bed. His knees straddled my rib cage. The slight hairs on his thighs, ass and heavy hanging cum-filled balls tickled my skin where it touched. He adjusted his weight ever so slightly, pinning me onto the mattress below him. Through the black of the room I looked up into his unrecognizable darkened image. Just a shadow lurking above me. Suddenly I felt the silky smooth object of his desire rub across my lips. My hand instinctively moved up to it. I met his hand in front of my face as well as his ferociously swollen cock. I recalled his deep voice as it echoed in my ears.
“Open that sweet little mouth babydoll and suck my cock.”
I immediately shook my head and uttered the words “no, please no.”
He stated that it was not a request. “Suck my cock, now bitch.” This time his voice was set at a different octave and revealed the traces of anger. He then reached down with one hand and grasped my hair and the back of my head. He pulled my head upward off the comfort of my pillow and pulled me toward his raging hard-on. I felt him shift his body again, driving his erection forward, the head bumped up against my pillowy, soft lips. After finding a closed mouth he clamped onto my hair tightly. Causing a slight scream was all he needed as he pushed the huge head of his cock into my now open mouth.
My mind envisioned a plum as the smooth glands entered my mouth. I had never had a penis in my mouth, although many boys had tried to verbally coerce me into trying it with them. I had always won those battles and remained quite innocent. This was one oral battle I was definitely not going to win. Again words echoed through the moonlit darkness. “I will make you pay for all the times you have flirted with me. For the times you spoke to me and giggled with that absolutely gorgeous mouth. For the times you smiled at me with lips that speak to my cock and beg to suck it.” As he spoke, he inched his member into my mouth.
“I will make you pay for the times you have teased me with that young, tight, firm body of yours, prancing around in skimpy clothing, clothing that shows your perfect little ass, firm flat stomach and full swelling young tits.” His cock throbbed within my mouth as the spongy tip bumped up against the back of my mouth. I felt panic arise within me as I thought he would jam his flesh down my throat. “I will make you pay for all the times those sweet seductive eyes have looked at me and visually screamed “fuck me please.” I shook my head to deny his accusations but to no avail.
“Well you sweet little doll, your wishes will be answered tonight. I will fuck you like you could never even imagine. I will pound your tight little snatch until you scream mercy. When I finally complete using you in every way possible and leave you alone in the dark, your body will continue to feel me. A reminder engraved within your body of all the times you used your beauty to fuck with me.” Then silence filled the room as his unbelievably fat prong began its merciful invasion of my virgin mouth and throat. He groaned loudly, almost beast like, as my saliva coated his rippling shaft. Already my jaws were aching from having to open them so wide to accommodate his girth.
As he began to push harder, I grabbed his pumping cock with one hand to try to keep it out of my throat… My tiny fingers barely held the slippery flesh. He was so incredibly fat, I thought. He grunted as he began to pump more forcefully. Soon his fleshy tube was fucking my face with a fury. I felt my head being pounded back into the pillow with each powerful thrust. He was now bellowing obscenities, “oh yesss you’re a great little cock sucker, take all of me…suck my cock Princess, oh yeaaaaa…I knew you’re lips were made for suckin’ cock…swallow my flesh, doll…suck the cum outta my balls…”
He was in a sexual rage, out of control now. He was pounding his cock in and out of my mouth so fast now, I was doing everything I could to prevent it from penetrating my throat. Never having orally taken a penis, I knew I would have gagged and probably worse. Suddenly without any warning at all, he screamed out “OH MY GOD, here it comes…you’re gonna make me explode…” No way I thought, I can’t possibly have him cum in my mouth. I panicked and tried to pull my head off his cock. He realized this and held my head on each side with both strong hands. I screamed a cock-muffled scream around his dick, terrified, as he continued to slide his penis in and out. He then, through heavy breathing, panted, “when I cum I want you to swallow it all…you let any dribble outta that sexy mouth, I promise you you’ll pay…be a good little girl and drink it all.”
During the sinful act, I tried like a “good little girl” to swallow it all as I was told, but there was just too much. He came so tremendously, it felt like a dam broke. The white-hot liquid shot out with such force it caught me by surprise. I never imagined a male orgasm could be that powerful. My tiny hand gripped the thick shaft and squeezed it trying to cut off the flow temporarily, as it pulsed and shot its massive load of baby making seed into my throat, my tongue, and onto my lips. After he finished, withdrawing his now spent dick, he rubbed the head across my cheeks.
I felt the wet trail of jism he left streaking across my skin. My punishment for not containing his entire orgasm, quickly followed. My tiny arms were pulled upward and outwards, as were my legs. Cool satin ties attached to my ankles and wrists, restrained me in a vulnerable spread-eagle position. I now knew I was helpless to resist. My mystery lover laughed at me as he knew, I was all his to do what he pleased. My looks, innocent but promiscuous behavior and flirtatious personality had now possessed him with sexual hunger and I was his prey. My body trembled with both excitement and anxiety. I could, even now, feel the ties still wrapped around my wrists and ankles, even though they have long been untied. Through the entire episode I tugged on the binds to no avail. It just excited him more.
He walked around the bed after tying me down. Every now and then, through the moonbeams, I saw his massive cock dangling downward now between his legs. Huge hairy testicles, which were bouncing against my chin just moments earlier and had pumped their contents into my stomach, now drooped down below the fat shaft, recuperating for yet another assault. Rippling veins encompassed the girth and glistened wetly from the mixture of my saliva and his cum. He stopped briefly, his black silhouette captured with the window behind him, reached out and hastily ran his fingers up my clean- slit. Ever so briefly he inserted a finger between my lips and then firmly stated, “bald and extremely tight just how I wanted you to be.”
He then raised his hand to his face, licked his finger clean, and said, “mmmm and so sweet, so fresh…delicious.” He then walked towards the window. The creaking of the floor gave an eerie addition to the whole horrific scene. I watched him lean against the windows frame facing me. His entire body, enveloped by the moonlight, rippled with spectacular muscles. He grabbed his flesh and quickly pumped it a few times. Then laughing a deep guttural laugh, he softly this time, spoke. “I’m gonna fuck you in a few minutes.”
He then stopped. I watched as he slowly began to masturbate. His hand slid up and down the length of his limp cock. Gradually however, I watched it come back to life under the touch of his hand. He continued stroking his slab of beef, slowly, all the way to the tip and back down to his sac; long full strokes. In the moonlight I could finally see what I had just sucked to orgasm. His cock was glorious, a trophy of man meat. It was long, maybe nine inches, and as fat as my wrist. I could see the veins again, rippling, streaking around its entire width and length. I was mesmerized by its looks. As he continued to fist his dick in the moonlight, I felt the wetness between my legs.
Whether I wanted to get excited or not, my body was betraying me. The longer I looked at my mystery lover, his cock, and his act of masturbation, the more excited I became. Soon my heavy breathing was apparent as my breasts heaved up and down with now, long and deep breaths. He again spoke softly. “I know doll, that you want this” He held out his cock. “I’ve seen the way you’ve looked at me, even caught you checkin’ out my crotch on occasion.”
I quickly denied these new allegations. He countered, “Yes you have and you need to be honest. Ya know ya want my dick, ya always have wanted it. You’ve wanted to suck on it, you’ve wanted it to fill your cunt, and probably your ass too. You shake that lil’ ass at me all the time.” The whole time he spoke, he pumped his cock, slowly. After a few minutes of silence, he again said, “I’m gonna fuck you now. Fuck you like you want me too; hard, fast and furiously. I’m gonna thrust my cock where you ain’t ever been touched, so deep inside.
Your screams of pain and pleasure will let me know that the words I speak are true.” He then moved towards me, out of the light. The floor again creaked to announce his arrival to the bedside. I squirmed against the ties that bound me. He walked to the end of the bed then climbed up on the mattress. Between my spread legs he sat momentarily. Then he bent slightly, lowering his head, and like all his sudden moves before, with no notice his tongue lashed out at my gash. I immediately moaned loudly, as he practiced no teasing, but thrust his entire hot wet tongue inside me.
He penetrated my tightness and wiggled his tongue around inside, licking the walls of my tight cunt. I was now gushing with liquid excitement. His hands gripped my lips and gently spread them apart as his face pushed harder, inserting his tongue even deeper. He nibbled on my hard, excited clit and licked my pussy like I had never even sinfully dreamed. I was thrown into a realm of heavenly bliss under the talented tongue-lashing my pussy was receiving. In my young, inexperienced sexual life, I had never imagined anything to feel this incredible. He spoke only briefly saying how he loved a hairless pussy to devour. Then stated again at how tight I was. “My tongue barely fits, hmmm just think what my cock will do to you. It’s gonna tear you in two.”
His words scared me, but the reality of knowing I was going to find out what his cock would feel like, scared me even more. Thank God, I thought, that he used his tongue on me so well. It had really gotten my juices flowing, and being so wet would surely help. “God damn you taste good, I could eat ya all night…sweetest pussy I have ever had…but I gotta feel it squeezing my dick.” He sat up and as fast as the incredible gash lashing started it was done. He quickly moved upward and positioned himself in preparation for the final assault. He was merciless, screaming out “brace your self doll”, and that was it. My breath exited my body completely as his huge damn cock knocked the wind out of me as he thrust it balls deep into my virgin-tight tunnel of love.
I caught my breath just in time to scream out loudly “nooooooooo” from the pain I was feeling. “Arrrrggghhhhh.” Searing pain, from the inside out, encased my entire being. Pain that started at the source, my skewered pussy, and then traveled up every last nerve of my body. I pleaded with my mystery lover to stop “pleeeease stop I beg of you…take it out…its tooooooo biiiigggg…pleeease…” He said he loved to hear that, the screams, the pleads, the begging. Holding my hips firmly, he thrust his massive monster in and out vigorously a few more times, to draw out more gut wrenching screams. I could see my tummy flare out with each thrust he made. I could feel his cock head slide so deep inside me, as he promised, deeper than I had ever been touched.
He then began a rhythmic movement and continued it relentlessly for what seemed like forever. His cock pounded and pounded and pounded, torturing my poor tight young pussy. I felt bruised inside as the head punched through the tight cavern and knocked on my wombs’ door. The rough rippled shaft stretched my lips to the point of tearing and fucked in and out non-stop with long nine-inch strokes. My pussy soon began to burn with pain from literally being rubbed raw. Despite the pain, there was also a pleasure mounting through it. How, I don’t know. But it grew as fast as the cock was fucking me. I listened as the bed squeaked, the headboard rattled, and the squishing wet sounds of sex roamed freely through the dark. I listened to his flesh slap against my skin, his balls slam against my ass, and his grunts echo with every thrust.
Sweat dripped off his overworked body and face, and soon had me soaked. Still he didn’t let up his pace. He grasped my tits with both hands, squeezing them painfully, he continued screwing me. I was shocked he could go and go the way he was. I felt the pressure building in me and knew my orgasm, even through such a brutal, almost rape-like assault, was imminent. He began thrusting more powerfully now. Pushing me up the bed, the ties on my ankles began to hurt as they were pulled tighter. He screamed out as his cock swelled before its release, I screamed as I felt his cock swell. Suddenly, with the power of two planets colliding, we came.
Over and over again I felt his cock jump as it blasted its hot sperm in me, coating my insides thoroughly and deeply. Like a tidal wave, my own orgasm let loose. My body stiffened, and a warm river of fluid rushed outward. Reaching the huge flesh plug he had inserted, I felt the juices mix with his still throbbing exploding cock. He groaned as I squealed loudly. My body convulsed tremendously through a number of tremors, as small continuous orgasms raced through me. I had heard of multiple orgasms, but had certainly never experienced them, until now.
My mind blanked out after that to the point I thought I would black out. From straining so hard, my muscles felt cramped and my head pounded. Finally, after about ten orgasmic minutes, they subsided. Settling down I still felt the cock embedded in my now totally worn out puss. It still filled me completely, even though I knew it was no longer erect. He then leaned forward and grasping both breasts firmly, pinching the nipples, he kissed my belly. It was the first true affection he had shown me through the entire episode.
After that kiss, he quickly withdrew his wet penis. The squishy suction sound as he left my dripping quim was incredible. I immediately felt relief and emptiness. I also felt the flood of cum mixed with my orgasmic juices pour out of my opening. It ran down the crack of my ass, puddling on the sheets. It felt like gallons. I lay silent, breathing hard, as he got up off the bed. I heard the rustling of clothes as he apparently was getting dressed. After a few minutes, he walked towards me, bent slightly and kissed me on the lips, just once. Then, again I heard the floor creak, followed by the slow drawn out squeaks of the opening and then closing of the door. The whole night ended with the click of the latch.
I awoke to the sounds of birds singing their good morning songs. The curtains still flowed freely as the now morning breeze entered my room. Sunbeams, brightly entered with it. The events of the night had all but faded. The scents remained no longer. The only reminder of the wild acts captivated within the dark, were now in my mind. But my body, inside and out, definitely held onto the memory completely. I slowly rolled my head to one side, glancing at the time on the clock. There, on the bedside table, sat a beautiful long stemmed red rose. I lifted my weary head up off the pillow and reached for it. Taking the flower of beauty in my hand, I placed it to my nose, breathing in the incredible scent of love. I opened the card that was attached, and read:
“Sweetheart, I do hope you thoroughly enjoyed your night, a night your fantasy came to life. I hope my role as your mystery lover was played with the perfection, that only your mind perceived it. Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined, forcefully taking such an incredible lover, would be this fantastic. As I long for yet another heated night of passion, I will think of only you and this night. Love always and forever, Dave.”
I smiled, then lay back and closed my eyes. I drifted off to sleep with the hopes that my dreams would take me back again through that incredible journey of last nights events.
Hugs and kisses, Lil-Brandi
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A brutal rape/revenge tale set in the wild west.
Tracy takes a step down a dark path towards slavehood
Lana finds Ecstasy within a Dark Secret of the Military…
So this story is pretty tame.. well for me lol. But if you don’t like the list of things in the tags then don’t read it because you won’t like it – Duh! Oh. and if you like it, I can continue it =)
This one has been a fantasy of mine for the long time. I wanted to try writing a dialect to see if I could be consistent with it. The answer is… not quite, but I think I smoothed things over in the editing. Sit back and enjoy. As always, I welcolme whatever you want to post. Although maybe try and comment something with a bit more meaning than “I Like Potatoes” (as someone recently did on another story of mine)
What she deserves for the way she treated me
The war between Heaven and Hell has spilled out into the world of the living, and Baltoh, a Demon-Archangel Hybrid and enemy of both worlds, may be the only one who can stop it.
Mary and her mother are sold to a group of dykes.
Eight part of the story
an bad boyfriend learns his lesson
PART III
It was an average Sunday afternoon when Cassidy and Evan sat at his dinnertable for a private tutoring session. The shiny wood was covered with books and notes containing numberous of red markings. Silence had been dominating the conversation for over half an hour. âCome on Cass, youâre not even trying to get these questions right.â Cassidy sat with her arms crossed and gazed out the window. âSo? Iâm not in the mood today.â Evan sighed. âPlease tell me it doesnât have to do with Klara again. Iâm starting to grow tired of that eternal war between the two of youâŚâ
Klara was another student in his class. She had the usual good looks like all the other girls: slim, tanned and wore revealing clothes this time of year. Evan loved patrolling through class as they wrote their tests. Their choice of tops gave him a beautiful view looking down on the girls as they tortured their inactive brains for answers. However, Klara wasnât one of the appealing ones in that case, as she only possessed an A-cup, giving him hardly any eye candy. Her face was pretty yet also not special. Altogether Evan wasnât interested in her at all. Cassidy, however, was.
Since a month or two, Klara had been reaching out for teen power. She done so by threatening Cassidyâs position as head of the cheerleaders. Evan learned this little fact by a nearly physical fight taking place between the both of them in his class room. After the first obscenities being yelled he took place in the middle to break up the fight. The only communication between Cassidy and Klara in his history class after this episode had been hateful looks.
âThe bitch is trying to take my place as head of the student council aswell!â she suddenly yelled while wiping a pile of papers off the table in frustration. âDonât you think itâs beneficial to the school if theyâd actually put someone with a brain on that spot?â Cassidy froze up. âWhat did you just say?â Evan grinned. He knew he hit a weak spot. While Cassidy was struggling to keep her grades up â mostly through blackmail- Klara was one of the few girls who easily got at least a B for every test. âFuck you!â Cassidy stood up and walked towards the door. âOh stop being so dramatic⌠Itâs not the end of the world!â His words didnât have much effect. The door slammed closed midway the sentence. Evan didnât see Cassidy again until the week after.
Friday afternoon came around, the last day of school before summer holidays ? the day of the senior prom. Evan had more trouble controlling his classes than usual, which was to be expected. Eventually he gave up and indulged his students in simple games like giving them riddles. When the bell finally rang â his class was the last of the day â the students jumped up excitedly and nearly ran out of class. Cassidy walked out casually. Evan smiled at her, hoping heâd get some sort of positive feedback from her. As she passed she poked his dick through his pants teasingly. Evan smiled and knew they were okay for now.
As dusk set in Evan straightened his lavender tie as a finishing touch to his black suit. He met his own grey eyes in the mirror and smiled. Evan was one of the supervisors of the senior prom, but he didnât mind the task. He was rather curious how the girls would look, one in particular. Even though Casisdy was one year away from her own senior prom, one of the boys from the football team had asked her to be his date for the prom. Many girls from his lower classes were invited to join older boys. Seen as this was a reccuring event, the decoration committee eventually decided the younger girls could also run for prom queen. Or so Evan heard. He didnât care too much, as long as he could enjoy the view. He made sure he locked the doors, took his coat and left for his âby now totally fixed- Mustang. He didnât have to drive far. The committee was able to convince the headmaster to rent off a club not too far from Evanâs place. It only took him a 10 minute drive as opposed to the 45 minutes he needed to reach the high school.
The club was beautifully decorated and there was an actual Eiffel Tower in the corner. Evan remembered his class exploded during the announcement of the theme âOne night in Parisâ. The moment it was said he looked at Cassidy and she looked back. They both started grinning as they shared the same thought. He moved to greet the other teachers, got himself a drink and leaned against the wall to observe the students. As expected the girls were all dressed very⌠revealing. Many had dresses which didnât pass their knees, let alone cover up their cleavage. The boys, however, all looked the same. Besides a few changes in the colour of the ties they took no risk and wore a black suit and slicked back hair.
Just as he was about to leave to get another drink he froze up. Cassidy just entered the club with the quarterback he knew to be a senior. Evan was mesmerized by the way she looked. She wore a strapless red satin dress. It was so tight around her breasts that they stuck out above the dress as two perfect round mounds. The body was just as tight, showing off her slightly curvacious hips. The dress had a split on the side, slightly to the front, making one of her long tanned leg visible every time she strode forward. She wore obscenely high sparkly heels which must have cost a small fortune and had her hair stuck up with an equally expensive-looking hairpiece, which matched her earrings and necklace. Her make-up, smokey eyes and red lipstick, looked professional and made her look at least 10 years older. She spotted him and smiled at the sight of the man who has such a strong urge to dominate her, now stood there with open mouth She dissapeared in the crowd again.
Evan snapped out of his red satin trance and went to the bar, still stunned by the amazing beauty he just beheld. âWhy canât she look like that every day!?â A fellow history teacher came to chat with him and as the conversation went on he was able to forget about all the red he saw before. However, as he went back to his place at the wall again he searched through the club trying to find Cassidy. She wasnât standing far from him and met his eyes. She smiled broadly. The boy she was with had dissapeared, Evan figured their entrance was just for show anyway. To Evanâs surprise she put her leg forward and slipped the dress to the side, revealing a full yet small bottle of Jack Danielâs tightly clamped against her leg strapped under a garter. She got the bottle and unscrewed it, taking a small sip. All this time she kept her eyes fixed on Evanâs.
Evan knew she was provoking him and he wasnât planning to let her mock his authority. He walked over as Cassidy quickly hid the bottle of Jack back where it belonged. âHello Evanâ she said cheerily. âHand it over, Cassyâ he replied coldly. âHand what over?â she said again with a smile. âNo games. Iâm here as your teacher and supervisor and Iâm not making an exception for you.â Cassidy shrugged. âFine. Get it yourself then.â she said teasingly and stuck her leg out again, revealing the edge of the bottle. Evan wasnât planning to show her any hesitation, leaned in closer and reached over to her leg to grab the bottle.
Then he smiled, letting his hand pass the bottle and moving it inwards. Cassidy stepped back surprised by the tickles but Evan kept a tight grip on her underwear, pulling her back. âNo, no, missy. You do not provoke me and then expect to walk away that easily. Come here!â he hissed at her while moving in closer, able to shove her underwear aside with his fingers. He shoved two fingers inside her roughly. She yelped in pain, obviously she was still dry. âShut up!â he hissed at her again. âWhat the fuck do you think youâre doing? Weâre in the middle of a fucking prom!â she replied in an equally hissing tone. Evan ignored his student and started to move his fingers in and out of her slowly. He knew he couldnât make her cum this way, but it was sure fun to put her in this akward position.
After a minute or two he realized he had to stop. Even though his actions were well hidden he still spent too much time leaning in over one student. As he withdrew his fingers from her now wet pussy he grabbed the bottle on his way out of her dress and put it in his pocket. âAny plans after the big night?â he whispered at her softly, making sure their conversation was non-existent to others. âWhy?â she looked back at him challenging. âBecause I want to rip you out of that dress and fuck you senseless.â he replied with a straight face. âProm ends at midnight. I expect you at my place at 12:30 latest, understand? Tell your father youâre spending the night at a friendâs. Iâll make sure to have a t-shirt ready for youâŚâ he added with a smile and turned away without waiting for a reply.
As he moved back to his position he heard someone making a speech at the stage. ââŚthis yearâs prom was most definitely a succes!â Many students cheered. A praising of the decoration committee followed. âAnd now the moment youâve all been waiting for: the crowning of prom king and queen!â Evan rolled his eyes. âRight, that whole charade.â he thought while moving forward to get a better glance at the stage. Prom king was announced first, some star-football guy. The nominations for prom queen followed. Cassidyâs name was first to be called out. All of a sudden he remembered. Cassidy had been working towards this for months. Apparantly becoming prom queen is the ultimate way to confirm teen power. Cassidy had set her mind on it and would probably have her way as always. Evanâs thoughts wandered off again. In his mind he was already fucking her with that precious little sparkling crown on her head. Daddyâs little prom queen fucked to shreds by her teacher.
âKlara Ellington!â the woman on stage enthousiastically shouted throught the microphone. âWait. What?â Evan was as much in awe as many people in the room. Klara walked towards the stage in a blue silk dress with sparkles and took the crown on her head. Evan immediately looked for Cassidy. He found her not too far from the stage. From the side he could see that her mouth fell open and she was completely in shock. Evan couldnât help but grin. âThat should knock some of that arrogance out of herâ he thought amused. At the same time he seriously feared for Klaraâs life. Then again he didnât care. Cassy would get over it, after all it was just a stupid plastic crown. The only thing Evan was truly worried about was her mood when sheâs come over.
As midnight approached he looked around the room one last time before leaving. He hadnât seen Cassidy anymore and wondered whether she had left to go home in anger. She didnât. She stood in the corner talking to someone and actually laughing. âWow, that was a short mourning periodâ he thought while raising an eyebrow. This secured him she would show up tonight; luckily his plans werenât completely ruined. He didnât necessarily need the crown to enjoy her. He walked towards the exit getting a clearer view of Cassidy. She was talking to⌠Klara. Now Evan was seriously confused. He expected Cassidy to have killed her, probably in the middle of the club with shards of a broken glass or something along those lines. And here they were as if they were the biggest friends. âTeenagersâŚâ he thought while shaking his head and left the club.
When Evan got home he went upstairs to get out of his formal clothing. He kept the heater on during the evening so boxers were all he needed to wear. He found the bottle of Jack he took earlier that evening and took a strong sip to empty the rest of what remained after Cassidyâs gulp. As he put the tiny bottle away, he traded it in for a bigger version, a full one from his liquor cabinet As he went downstairs he head into the kitchen to get himself two glasses and entered the living room. He put the bottle and glasses on the table and went to the window, sitting down in a comfortable seat. He figured heâd give Cassidy one or two glasses to cheer her up from the failed prom. He shouldnât as her teacher, but what the heck. He shouldnât screw her either. And she was as much his little sextoy as a friend, who could need some cheering up. It only took five minutes before he heard the door crackle. He left it slightly open so that he wouldnât have to open up to the freezing night air. He listened to the clacking of heels.
All of a sudden he froze up. This wasnât just one pair of heels he heard. As he listened more alertly he heard two distinct voices. One unmistakably belonged to his little princess and the other fromâŚâKlara?!â The back of the chair he sat in was aimed towards the door. He always spent time looking at the view from this side of the room. But Cassidy knew this is where heâd be. âHas she fucking lost her mind?!â As the girls entered the room he heard Klara chattering. âSo what is this place anyway Cass?â she asked happily. âOkay, so they are definitely not arch enemies anymoreâŚâ Cassidy replied casually âA friend of mine⌠neat place huh? Check out the view, itâs amazing.â
Evan knew Cassidy knew he was here. Either Klara would find out heâs there as she walks towards the window or heâd face them both with the question of what the hell they were doing here. Hell, heâd think of something. As he heard Klara only a few feet away from him he got up and turned to face the girls. Klara yelled and obviously was shocked by seeing her teacher standing in the same room wearing nothing but boxers. âM-m-mister Parke. H-helloâ was all she could utter. She had a strange look in her eyes and seemed kind of giggly. âHiâ he replied coldly, moving his eyes to Cassidy. She smiled at him, but her smile has something cold and dark. She put her finger on her full red lips, silencing him. As she approached she took the bottle of Jack standing on the table and walked towards Klara.
All of a sudden it dawned on Evan, but it was already too late. As he yelled âCassidy, no!â the bottle had already swung in the air, landing on Klaraâs head. The girl immediately fell down unconscious on the carpet. Evan stood in front of the girl in shock. He looked back at Cassidy, feeling absolutely speechless. âThe bitch took my crownâŚâ she said softly as she looked at the unconscious prom queen. âThatâs not a fucking reason to bash her skull, damnit!â Evan now yelled at Cassidy. âIs it? My badâ she shrugged and sat down. Evan passed the girl and sat down at his dinnertable, holding his head in his hands. âWhy? Why in my house? If you feel like going around breaking someoneâs skull then why, for fuck sake, in my house and involve me?â he asked darkly.
âOh Ev, you silly goose. You think I forgot?â Cassidy said cheerily. Evan was thrown off by her sudden mood swing. âForgot what?â Cassidy stood up and pushed him back in his chair, sitting on his lap. âYour birthday!â Evan blinked. âMy birthday is in 4 daysâŚâ he said as he felt his cock spasm as he felt her warm body against his in the dress which still took his breath away. He cursed himself getting horny at a time like this. âWell, I know that. But seen the recent events I couldnât let this opportunity pass to give you the perfect birthday present.â Evan looked at her confused. Cassidy jumped off his lap and knelt next to Klara, patting her head. âHere!â He stil didnât get it. âGee, you broke her skull for me? Iâm flattered.â he replied sarcastically. âNo smartass⌠Think. Whatâs the one thing youâve always wanted?â Evan knew the answer to that. Then a bell rang in the distance. And it got louder. An alarm sounded in his head.
âNo. No, no, no. Cassidy, sheâs a fucking student of mine. How could I possibly..?â Evan started but she silenced him. . “So am I! Come on, Ev… look at it as a birthday present. You’re entering a new decennium for fuck sake. We’re celebrating big!” “Actually, from 40 to 41 is a new decennium…” Evan was able to grin back at her. “Fine, then she’s a mid-term snack…” Cassidy shrugged. âListen, this can work. Tomorrow after were done weâll just mention she got drunk and started doing crazy stuff on her own. Her parents are puritans, theyâll die if they hear their little honeybunny got drunk, doped up and got crazy with a fellow female student and her teacher. She wonât say a thing.â Cassidy crossed her arms and looked at him as if she just delivered a top-notch speech. âAnd how would you know?â he asked. âShe told me. On the way here I fed her some drug I got from my brotherâs dealer. Apparantly this stuff opens you up. Mentally that is.â Cassidy grinned. Evan just looked at her in disbelief. âYou drugged her?!â Klara let out a soft groan. âShe took it herself!â Cassidy defended herself. âShe totally bought my âIâm tired of fighting, letâs be friends, kumbayaâ bullshit.â
Evan had a serious dilemma. Yes, he wanted it. He wanted it so badly all these years. But on the other hand he was a teacher, a role model. He was a decent guy. Well, decent⌠he did blackmail students from time to time and he did have a sexual relationship with one of them. One who had it all figured out. One who provided him with the perfect present: a once in a lifetime opportunity to fulfill his wishes. âCan you carry her downstairs? Iâm not exactly fit for lifting weights at the momentâŚâ Cassidy urged him. Evan gave in. If all went to hell he could stop, right?
He lifted up the unconscious girl who groaned again and took her towards the basement door. Cassidy picked up the bottle and opened the door to the basement with the key she knew he hid on the ledge behind the jackets. As she walked down Evan followed. As he put Klara down on the iron table he looked at his other student who was studying his favourite picture on the wall. âI look weird.â she mumbled to herself. âYou look gorgeous.â Evan reassured her as he looked at the unconscious girl. Cassidy came closer and leaned on the table. âShouldnât we tie her up first? In case she comes to?â Evan nodded and started to mess around with the handles. He could adjust them in size locking both her wrists securely in place. Her ass was only partially on the end of the table. Through a smart combination of leather straps he was able to lock her upper legs in place âspread- and her knees bend to secure her wrists in place. spreading the girl into an X-like shape. Cassidy found a pair a scissors and started to cut the top-side of her dress open, revealing a bra which she just as easily cut open. Her small breasts revealed and her nipples were already hard. She continued cutting the body of the dress.
Evan only had eyes for Cassidy. On one side she nearly scared him; he had never seen her with so much hatred and mercilessness. Then again, fascination was a better description. On the other side he had a raging hard-on because of that same evil behavior. He decided to give into that last feeling and took a piece of blue dress in his hands, ripping the silk with one forceful tug. He opened it up to meet the incision Cassidy made with the scissors. Klara was now laying on the table draped in blue silk and only had white cotton panties on. âWhite. How adorable.â Cassidy mockingly hissed as she cut straight through those aswell. They were both surprised to find her genitals in a completely bald area.
Cassidy already hopped to the side of the room again and grabbed a hook-like object. She handed it over to Evan. âGo right ahead!â she indulged him. Evan crossed his arms tapping the sharp point of the hook softly against his waist. âHold on⌠I got someone else in mind firstâŚâ he said while turning to Cassidy. She awaited his suggestion with a curious expression on her face. âDid you ever eat pussy before?â Curious face gone. âWhat?â she asked with a mixture of confusion and reluctance. Evan smiled. âI want to see you eat her out. Come here, Iâll teach you.â
As she came closer she still seemed to be reluctant of what her teacher expected of her. Evan was convinced she would change her mind soon enough. As he kneeled down he studied the bald pussy in front of him. The labia were small and altogether it looked like a simple slit. Evan sighed in slight dissapointment but figured it would be easier for Cassidy to practice. He let his tongue touch the tip of the tiny hood and moved his tongue downwards. As he went up again he made sure to touch her clit. He stood up again. âWell, wasnât that easy? Iâm sure you have more success on this than on your last test. Another F to add to your collection?â She opened her mouth to protest but he interrupted her by yanking her by her arm towards him and flipping her around to face Klara. As he pushed her downwards she obliged and dropped on her knees. As opposed to Evan, who had to bend over to reach Klaraâs slit, Cassidy was on a perfect height. While Cassidy studied the new view in front of her, Evan took off his clothes and threw them in a corner.
He leaned over her and watched her from above, his rock hard dick resting on her upper back. She did move her face closer to Klara but didnât seem to be too hasty to continue. âStick your tongue out. Lick her.â Evan smiled as he commanded her to do what he told her to do. He leaned against Cassidyâs body stronger, pushing her towards it. Finally she let the tip of her tongue touch the labia shortly, then withdrew again. âDo you want me to fuck you or not?â he threatened. This seemed to have more effect. Again her tongue exited her mouth and this time licked over the full length of the unconscious girlâs genitals. âNow, was that so horrible?â Cassidy shrugged. âShe tastes different than I do.â Evan nodded. âWell you taste a little sweeter, ironically enough. Put a finger inside of her.â he commanded while the sight of one girl working on the other made him feel dizzy with horniness.
This seemed to bother her a lot less as she let her finger rest on the hood and moved down before shoving it in slowly. âFinger her, two fingers.â Two fingers went inside and started to move and twist. âGood girlâ Evan praised his favourite student as he stroked her hair softly. âNow continue licking her. Make circles around her clit.â As Cassidy again did as he said he felt himself get hornier. He knelt behind Cassidy and yanked her body up, positioning her on her knees with her legs spread. He cursed softly as he had difficulty to find a way to fuck her. He heard her grin. âHaving difficulty, Teach? Maybe itâs about time I start giving you Fâs aswell.â He growled âdonât talk back to me, bitchâŚâ as he was still trying to figure out a way to finally get his dick inside of her. In horny frustration he grabbed both her asscheeks and part of her legs hard and pulled her up, ignoring her squeeling.
His dick was straight up in the air, begging to feel her wrapped around it. Evan lowered Cassidy slowly, positioning her over him with the head of his cock half buried in. For a moment he considered letting it slide inside of her in a humane fashion, then he simply let go of her. She fell on his lap and let out a scream. Evan let out a moan while wondering what damage he just inflicted to her cervix. He was pleased to notice she was already dripping in her own lubricant, âKeep going down on her or Iâll do it againâ he growled at Cassidy aggressively as he grabbed her hips to move her body up and down. As she continued eating the unconscious girl out he moved in and out of her while letting out an animalistic growl of pleasure and frustration every now and then. As much as he was enjoying himself he wanted even more.
He heard a female moan. Evan held still. That was not Cassidyâs voice. âWhat⌠HelpâŚâ a weak voice squeeked. Evan threw Cassidy off his lap roughly and stood up, walking towards the side of the table. Klara lay there wide-eyed. As she turned her head she saw her naked teacher standing next to her and starting to yell with a much louder voice. There was no sign of the drugs. âI thought you doped her?â he asked Cassidy. âI did! Well, she did! Maybe it was cheap stuff, I donât know. I didnât know the dealer!â
Klara was still screaming. âShut upâ Evan hissed at her darkly. Apparantly this didnât make much of an impact. âYou want to scream? Iâll give you something to scream about.â Evan leaned forward and licked her neck. This caused Klara to riot even more. He moved downwards towards her right breast. Meanwhile Cassidy got up and awaited to see what he was up to. Suddenly Evan snapped at the nipple, clamping it hard between his teeth. Cassidy saw tears roll down Klaraâs pale cheeks and she screamed with such a loud voice it nearly hurt her ears. âI said shut up, damnit!â Evan stood back up straight and punched her cheek with a fist. Klaraâs nipple was still attached to her breasts but it bore deep bleeding wounds. Klara groaned another âhelpâ but the hit disorientated her and eventually made her go unconscious again.
Cassidy still stood at the end of the table, mesmerized by the event which just occurred. Evan walked off to a corner in the room, dick still hard and swinging in the air as he moved, and grabbed a leather and metallic object from a hook on the wall. âCome hereâ he growled at Cassidy âHold her head up for me.â âWhatâs that thing?â Cassidy asked curiously and nodded at the direction of the object. âYouâll see in a secondâ he replied as he opened up Klaraâs mouth and placed the metal part inside partially, spreading her jaws open and locking them in place. As Cassidy lifted her head he strapped the leather band, which was attached to both sides of the metal framework, around her head and closed it like a belt. âThis, Cassy, is a spidergag.â Cassidy raised an eyebrow. âCute. What does it do?â Evan laughed. âThe gag does nothing. However, I do. Turn her head to the side.â He grabbed his dick and moved in closer to Klaraâs face. âThis is going to let me fuck her mouth… â Evan paused his sentence, breathing harder in anticipation- âŚwithout her biting my cock off.â
Evan lifted himself on the table, put one leg on either side of Klaraâs shoulders -which luckily werenât that broad- and leaned over to position his dick in front of her mouth. He slowly let pushed himself inside the opened mouth and let out a sigh in relief. He smiled at Cassidy. âDo me a favour and wake her up, would you, sweetheart?â She grinned. âSure.â She shook the unconscious girl but a groan was the only reaction. Cassidy looked around to find something useful to wake her up with. Evan stood still and amusingly followed his studentâs pondering, curious about what she would come up with. Her gazing stopped as she saw the bottle of alcohol. Without checking Evanâs response she unscrewed the bottle and let a gulf of liquor splash on the upper part of the girls face. â
This had the wanted effect. Klara came to and immediately started panicking by the foreign body in her mouth. âShhhhâ Evan soothed her as Cassidy put the bottle on the edge of the table and leaned next to it on her arms to listen to Evan. He lowered his voice to whispering but instead of the menacing tone he used before he now spoke to her kindly. âStay calm and be a good girl and I wonât hurt you anymore. Now seen as I had to take some precaution in order for you not to dismember me I understand you wonât be able to give me a decent blowjob, but Iâm sure youâre willing to use your tongue to my pleasure. If not, Iâm afraid Iâm going to have to hurt you some more⌠Understand?â he said while wiping the tears away which started to flow again.
Meanwhile Cassidy was roaming through the room again, in search of more toys. Evan let out a moan as he felt the girl hesitantly oblige to his wishes as she circled her tongue around the head of his dick. âGood girl. Now this might get a little scary, seen as you wonât be able to breathe but Iâll try not to kill you, okay?â He laughed as Klaraâs pupils dialeted of fear and started to pump himself deeper in her mouth. He grabbed a hand full of a hair and tried to pull her head closer, even though it was physical impossible as she was tied down. He picked up the pace and tried to push himself as far inside her mouth as he could. Klara started to squeek and groan as futile protests to the oral violation. Evan only started to moan more and pump harder.
Suddenly Evan screamed. He withdrew himself from Klaraâs mouth and as he turned around he reached for his lower back. As he looked at his hand there were clear stripes of blood seenable on his finger tips. âWhat the fuck was that for?â he screamed as he looked at Cassidy who slowly walked in front of him. The nails on her left hand were bloodstained. âI donât want you to cum in her mouth!â she said aggressively. âYou donât decide that!â Evan replied equally aggressively. Cassidy displayed her bloody nails. âFine, then Iâll continue this.â
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Evan was too horny and hyped up to discuss where and on who he was going to cum with a sixteen year old. He jumped off the table and leaned forward, taking Cassidy by the neck and as he turned around he dragged her towards the table. He lifted her up and put her next to Klaraâs waist forcefully. âFine, then you take her placeâ Evan growled as he forced her legs apart and immediately shoved his full length inside Cassidy. She let out a moan, half pleasure, half pain as it smashed against her cervix again. With one hand he held her leg as the other hand pushed her back, forcing her to lay on Klaraâs stomach. Klara immediately began her protesting again, but both of them ignored her. Evan started hammering inside of Cassidy animalistically. Every few thrusts Cassidy would yelp or moan, or a combination of those two.
As he fucked one of his students wildly he sought eyecontact with the other. A very frightened Klara looked back at him, her lips soundlessly pleading for him to let her go. It only made Evan fuck Cassidy harder. Cassidy opened her eyes to see Evan look at Klara and as she lifted her upper body up, she held herself up by pushing one hand in Klaraâs stomach. With the other she reached for the bottle of Jack Daniels at the edge of the table. She left the bottle unscrewed. Evan had turned his head as soon as his dick met some resistance by the change of position. He looked at Cassidy, who broadly smiled back at him. She poured a small amount of alcohol on the bleeding half severed nipple Evan had bit earlier. Klara screamed in agony by the burning and stings shooting through her body. That scream drove Evan into an orgasm. As he let out a long yell, he felt his entire body contracting as a mindblowing bliss took control of his body. Stream of semen were shot into Cassidyâs warm moist insides.
After a minute or two during which he simply lay still inside Cassidy, he withdrew and leaned against the table himself breathing heavily. Surprisingly enough Cassidy jumped off the table lightly, not showing too many signs of exhaustion or pain. The only evidence of the previous fuckfest they just finished coming from her pussy, which oozed sperm that formed into small droplets flowing down her thighs. âIâll be right backâ she yelled as she walked up the stairs again. Evan didnât care what she was up to. He felt absolutely drained. As she came back she stood in front of him, holding up a needle. Evan looked at her questioningly.
âSting her for me. Anywhere.â Cassidy said excitedly. âWhy?â Evan asked. âBecause she deserves it. Do you know how she took my place as head of the cheerleaders? The bitch stuck several needles in my outfit before the official auditions. The gym was packed with students. I didnât feel the needles at first but they would get deeper and deeper when I did more exercises. Thanks to being pierced in eight different places I fucked up my last few exercises. The judges wouldnât believe me.â Evan remembered that incident; he heard several classes gossip about it during his classes. âYouâre kidding right? Little miss. goodie two shoes here?â Evan laughed but as he looked back at Klaraâs face, which had gone extremely pale, he realized it was the actual truth.
Suddenly the dead awoke. âYou were a h-h-horrible cheerleaderâŚâ Klara hissed menacingly, trying to keep her trembling voice stabile. âThey all hate you. They want you out. I did them a favour. No one wants you in the squad.â Evan raised an eyebrow and looked back at Cassidy. As opposed to Klara, Cassidy started turning red in anger. âShut⌠the fuck⌠up!â she yelled back at the tied up girl. âSame thing with the student council. They donât want you in. They told me they would be so grateful to finally have someone with brains on that position.â Evan grinned and quickly turned his head away from Cassidy before he signed his death sentence. âYouâre nothing but a rich little bitch without any talent whom everyone secretly hates. You fuck any guy you meet because you know none of them will ever love you. And now it came so far that you actually need to drug me and hurt me, just because youâre jealous of everything I am and youâre not? Jesus, youâre patheticâŚâ Cassidy started to turn into shades of purple by now, unable to speak.
âAnd another thing⌠I knew you were up to no good all along. The moment you came to congratulate me and be big friends with me? Bullshit. You think Iâm that stupid? You think I just let you drug me and take me anywhere you like? Well, I changed the drug for an aspirin I had in my bag. And when you went to get a taxi I called my friend and told her I was going with you. I told her that if I donât return or if I get hurt in any way, she would know itâs you. Iâm fucking going to get you in prison for this!!!â she screamed at the top of her lungs as she spastically started to throw her body in several directions to try and get loose.
Evan looked at Cassidy and was shocked to see her eyes had gone watery. He felt a jolt of hatred towards Klara at the same moment and turned around to face her. âYou shouldnât have done that, KlaraâŚâ he said calmly as he bent over her. Klara went silent and followed the hand holding the needle, realizing she crossed a line. âNo, please, wait, no, no!â she pleaded in panick as Evan moved his hand over her left breast. He didnât care about sterilising the needle anymore. Without warning he rammed the needle three-quarter of the way diredtly inside her nipple. Klara yelled and started pleaded louder and harder. After a few more stings on several places on her breast, it began to form a polkadot pattern. For the second time he rammed the needle inside her nipple. More screams testified the pain it caused. Evan pulled the needle out.
âIâm not done yetâŚâ he whispered menacingly as he moved to the back of the table. Cassidy still stood on one edge of the table and didnât move. Her face went back to red and her eyes were still teary, though no tear escaped. As Evan had a clear view of her pussy again he pushed on the hood on both sides to make her clit pop out. As Klara felt him perform this action she screamed at the top of her lungs to try and stop him. Cassidy still didnât move, but watched Evanâs actions. This time Evan went slow and with the tip of the needle he punctured the clitoris in the middle. He ignored the screams and desperate pleads from Klara. He shoved the needle in further. Then he looked at Cassidy and took the needle out, moving towards the front of the table. âThis is for you screwing up Cassidyâs career.â he said as he looked into her green eyes. He shoved two fingers onto her eyeball to open up the eyelid and stop Klara from closing her eye. âI suggest you lay still nowâŚâ He held the needle mercilessly in front of her eye, swinging it from side to side as Klara started to cry again. He kept the needle steady again and mercilessly pierced the needle inside the right side of the right eye. Klara screamed loudly once more and fainted.
As Evan put the needle on a cabinet near him, he walked to Cassidy who still remained frozen. He stroked her face and walked past her, up the stairs without saying anything. The basement turned silent for the first time since that night. As Evan came back he found Cassidy to sit on the table. As he walked over Cassidy looked up and gratefully took the glass of water he brought with. In the other hand she noticed another odd object. âWhy do you need an icepick?â she asked while looking at the glass of water which didnât hold an ice. Again he didnât reply anything but went to the side of the room. Klara had woken up again and now followed his every move with wide eyes as Cassidy peacefully drank the water. âNine inchesâŚâ he confirmed to no one in particular as he put a ruler down again.
He walked back swinging the icepick between his fingers playfully. He walked towards the front of the table, leaned on the edge with one hand and let the icepick turn circles in the air above Klaraâs face. As she started to sob again, Evan noticed that the tears from her right eye were mixed with blood leaving the eyeball at the place he pierced the needle before. He laughed broadly and stood up straight again. âI wonât hurt your face anymore, donât worry.â he reassured her as he walked around the table. As he passed Cassidy he looked at her, then continued his journey to the other side of the table. After a short silence he raised his voice. âHereâs a little something to teach you, Cassidy. Did you know that the average distance from the entrance of the vagina to the cervix is about four and a half to six inches? Of course that is not always the caseâŚâ As he spoke in a dark slow voice he started to rub his dick again, which reacted immediately.
âCassidy, be a doll and help me with this.â Evan beckoned her over. âIâm not in the mood to fuck.â she replied blankly. âItâs not for you,â he replied back, âhow else could we measure her?â He swung the ice pick in front of her face playfully. A smile formed on Cassidyâs full red lips again and she dropped herself to her knees instantly, taking Evanâs cock half hard cock inside a small hand and eagerly letting it dissapear inside her mouth. âGood girlâŚâ Evan moaned as he tilted his head back in pleasure. As Cassidy continued sucking and licking Evan teasingly scraped the icepick over Klaraâs leg. When he punctured a small hole just under her knee she groaned in pain and fear. Cassidy had started to massage his balls with her other hand, but Evan stopped her. âIâm hard enough.â Cassidy stood up again and leaned next to Klara to watch the show up close.
Evan took his now raging hard-on in his hand and positioned himself in front of Klara who wiggled her legs futily and started to scream again. âShut up bitch!â Cassidy yelled at Klara aggressively without looking up from the hard piece of flesh which now slid inside the girl slowly. Evan had trouble shoving the full length in, she was completely dry. He violently started to slam himself in, shoving his dick in inch by inch. Every push causing Klara to yell just a little bit louder. He felt himself reach the end and leaned in with full weight to make sure. âThree quarters or so?â Cassidy asked. Evan slid out slowly estimating. âAbouts. So 75 per cent of 7,5 inch beingâŚ?â he grinned at he looked back at Cassidy. She gave him a hateful look, he knew maths was her worst subject. âWell?â âShut up, Iâm thinking.â she replied with irritation. â5,5 inches..?â Evan smiled. âClose. Iâd say 5,6. Next one. 9 inches minus 5,6 inches is?â This took Cassidy a whole lot less trouble. âThat would 3,4 inches of hell!â she answered happily. âBingo.â
Evan picked up the ice pick again, but changed his mind and handed it to Cassidy. He walked to the front of the table. âIâm going to turn her around, you make sure she doesnâtâdo anything sheâs going to regret.â Cassidy nodded and held the icepick near Klaraâs face who was immediately silenced. Evan undid the knot of leather and iron handles, then flipped her around roughly. Klara let out a yelp of pain by her half-severed nipple which now slid over the rough iron surface of the table. Both Cassidy and Evan completely ignored her. As he tried to reposition her arms the assaulted young girl on the table jerked her head to the side and bit down on the soft flesh of his arm. Evan yelled and hit his arm on her head hard so her skull hit the iron with a soft bonk. âI told you to watch her!â he yelled at Cassidy. âWhat was I supposed to do, shove the pick in her neck and make her bleed to death?!â Evan threw her an accusing look and shoved Klaraâs wrists inside the bolts, locking them in place again.
âWant me to do her legs?â Cassidy asked as she walked around the table. âNo, that wonât be necessary.â Before Evan followed Cassidy he grabbed a hand full of a hair and jerked Klaraâs head up painfully. âDonât fucking pull such a prank on me again or Iâll kill you.â he hissed aggressively and smashed her head back on the surface of the table. He heard a loud crackle. Cassidy gasped.âIt sounds like you just broke her nose..â Evan shrugged indifferently. âOops.â He walked around the table and took the ice pick from Cassidy. âYou think it will go through her cervix easily?â Cassidy asked with genuine curiosity. Evan smiled. âYouâre assuming it wonât get stuck in her vaginal walls in the first place.â Klara started whimpering in agony and started pleading again, repeating an endless stream of ânoâ and âpleaseâ. Evan´s face was straight, his tone strict. âYou shouldnât have said all those mean things just then, Klara. I donât like it when someone hurts someone very dear to me.â He took a moment to estiate a good aim, then rammed the icepick inside of her forcefully without being exactly sure if it ended up in her vagina or next to it. As he spread her lips he was glad to see it did go inside the small hole which now started to shed out blood.
Klara didnât scream, yelp or pleaded. Her face had turned white as a sheet and her face was expressionless. Evan figured she went into shock. He started to move the ice pick in and out in a slow motion, watching the blood drip down on the table and the floor. Cassidy watched with shock in the beginning, but as he carried on she began to form a smile. âFuck her ass with it.â Evan smiled. âI have a better ideaâ He left the ice pick buried inside of her. It didnât slide out; it was probably stuck in a few layers of meat. He squatted down to adjust the table, pulling the bottom side down to flip the entire thing upwards, making Klara almost carry her full bodyweight on her locked wrists. He heightened it slightly to put his new plan into action.
He slid his finger under the opening of her pussy, letting the blood run over his finger. He moved the finger up to the puckered asshole. As he repeated the action a few times he lubricated the hole and placed his dick over it. âThis should wake her up.â Evan smirked at Cassidy as he pushed himself inside of her with one violent slam, impaling the limp body. As he withdrew, he smashed it back with the same amount of force. He moaned, she was incredibly tight and he concluded she had probably never experienced anal sex. Klara squeeked and started to sob again. Evan moved one hand down and continued to fuck her with the ice pick at the same time. To make sure he wouldn´t rip through the vaginal wall (again?) and damage his dick, he kept the pick at a steady angle towards her tummy. With his other hand he took a hold of her hair and jerked her head back, making her face the ceiling.
Meanwhile, Cassidy had been messing around in a few drawers in the room and now came back to the table. As she stood next to Evan who looked at her curiously, while picking up the pace in which he fucked the now still weakly pleading creature. Cassidy leaned in between Evan and Klaraâs body and revealed a stanley-knife. As the body jerked up and down by her teacherâs rough movements she tried to hold a steady hand while carving something on her back. As the drops of blood rolled down over her ass Evan felt a jolt of horniness, whether it was the cutting or the fact Cassidy was cutting he was not sure, and started to ram in even harder. Klara continued her pleading, which had turned into unrecognizable gibberish. Cassidy finished her carvings and walked away again. Evan tried to decipher the art work Cassidy had left on Klara and shook his head smiling as he read âProm queenâ. âTeenagersâŚâ
A scraping sound disturbed the soft gibberish from Klara. Cassidy dragged a wooden chair towards the other side of the table. She grabbed the bottle of Jack Danielâs and climbed on the chair, leaning over the top edge to be able to face Klara from the other side. Evan heard her hissing as she whispered obscenities at her. âYouâre not so tough now, are you? Look what a little pathetic fuck you are. Do you think your talents and awesome grades will save you now?â She spit at her face. âHere bitch, have a drink, itâll calm your nerves.â She hissed as she poured the remainder of the bottle âabout half of it- down Klaraâs throat. Klara started coughing and screaming as she was forced to swallow it down. The liquor couldnât escape her mouth as Evan kept a firm grip on her head, tilting her head painfully. Cassidy crossed her arms and put them on the end of the table, looking at the unfortunate girl with a smile. The right eye was a mixture of blood and some faint colour, because of the needle sting it now appeared to be ghostly white. Her left eye looked glassily at the ceiling.
Evanâs breath had sped up and he moaned with every thrust of both his cock and the ice pick. By now he was wildly hammering inside the girl and the blood started to drip on the floor in greater amount as more and more of her vaginal walls were torn apart by the sharp point of the ice pick. âFuckâ he yelled every so often as he felt an orgasm built up slowly but steady. Cassidy had left her downward angle on the horrorscene and now stood aside Evan and watched. Klaraâs gibberish started to combine with a kind of gurgling. As Evan slammed inside of his studentâs ass one more time with all the force he had and jerked her head even harder backwards. He let out an animalistic growl as he came hard inside of her, pulling the ice pick out and letting it fall on the floor. Klaraâs body started to spasm wildly for a few seconds and then settled down. Evan pulled out, his dick covered in blood. He watched the girlâs genital area. Both her ass and pussy were ripped and bleeding.
He stood still for a moment, breathing hard and looked at Cassidy who still leaned against the side of the table with a smile. âSo now what?â she asked. Evan took another minute to recover from his unusually heavy fuck session. âHmmâŚâ Evan eventually started. âI have a few acquiantances who can take her with. Theyâve been blamed for enough missing, assaulted, raped girls, so one more shouldnât be too much of a problem.â Cassidy looked at him curiously. âWhat kind of acquiantances do you have?â and after a moment of pondering âYou donât actually mean those guys on the news right? The ones that have..â Evan hushed her by putting a finger to his lips. âThatâs not important⌠and the less you know the better, sweetheart. Itâll be fine. Theyâll drug her up nicely, play with her some more and then let her loose in the woods or so. In the mean time we can figure out an alibi.â Cassidy simply nodded, she didnât have a better plan. Klara lay still, probably too exhausted to move. As Evan went to the side of the table to check how badly her face was injured. He found an odd reddish liquid in front of the expressionless face. As he turned her face towards him more of the odd liquid and slime left her mouth. He instinctively checked for a pulse, but there was none to be found. Cassidy climbed back on the chair and faced Klara. Her pupils had gone wide and she didnât breathe. Her mouth was filled with more liquid which she now recognized by sight and smell to be puke and blood.
âOh fuck⌠I killed her.â Cassidy said with a hint of panick. Evan undid the wrist locks and the lifeless body dropped to the floor in the puddle of blood coming every side of her naked body. He tapped his foot against her as if to double-check. âThe bitch deserved itâŚâ he shrugged indifferently. Cassidy stood next to him silently. âDonât worry, Cassy, my plan is still on. Iâll get those friends of mine to pick her up and clean anything that can lead back to us. They still owe me a little something for a favour I did them so Iâm sure they donât have a problem taking the blame for it.â he comforted her. âAs you said, whatâs one more time on the news?â As he grabbed his clothes he went towards the stairs. âClean up here will you? Iâll make the call.â he said as he exited his basement. Cassidy silently looked at the corpse for a minute, then smiled.
â…as you all know, that didnât end too well for poor France.â Evan laughed as he strolled through the rows of students who were ambitiously trying to write as much as possible down. Obviously this enthusiasm would decrease greatly over the next weeks. Whatever happened in that basement now seemed a vague memory of the past, from the time before summer holiday started. Things had settled down after a great uproar at the school and the entire community. Klara had been found in a river nearby, the police had mentioned it had been a cruel death. After several samples of DNA they established certainty that she had been the next victim of the gang which had been keeping California in a tight grip. A memorial was held at school, Cassidy, as head of the student council, held an emotional speech directed to the family and friends of the deceased. Klaraâs photograph had been permanently added to the wall of memories which included the trophies won by the high schoolâs cheerleader- and footballteam. Now, months later, everything seemed to have gone back to normal.
âWell now, who has any idea whyâŚâ Evan started his new sentence as a vague knocking sound on the class room door. As the door opened a petite figure shuffled inside the class room timidly. âCan I help you?â Evan asked kindly. âIâm⌠Emma. Iâm new here. I was supposed to come to this class room for history classâŚâ the girl said while keeping a steady look at the floor. Evan smiled at the girl as he appointed her a seat in the front row, next to Cassidy who had been playing around with her pencil for the past hour, but whom now decided it was more fun to make the shy girl as uncomfortable as possible within a limited time. âSo, Emma, where are you from?â Evan initiated a conversation to make her better acquianted with the rest of the class. âIâm from Ohio. My parents moved her because my father had some good business opportunites hereâŚâ she squeeked out. Emma wasnât a bad looking girl. She had a short blond bob and as she looked up to meet Evanâs eyes once before looking back at her desk, he noticed her beautiful dark eyes. He decided not to bother her with any more questions as she obviously seemed intimidated.
The bell rang and most students shot out of their seats, sprinting towards the door. Evan was still in the middle of handing out their papers on the First World War which they had to hand in last month. He passed Cassidy indifferently, who was ready to leave as well. She gave Emma a last foul look, just for the hell of it, and packed her bag. As she took the paper -she paid Carly van Eyk a good 200 dollars to write it- a small note fell out. As she read it on the way out a grin took over. âNext Saturday, my place at 6. Bring little Emma. Try not to kill anyone this time.â
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