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Revenge, Pt 5: The Red Mist Decends

Date: 2/9/2017, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Cruelty, Domination/submission, Male Domination, Romance, Slavery, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: masterKDean2014, Rating: 95.5, Source: sexstories.com

pulse of guilt wash through me as I thought about her again. I'd hurt her so much. This was way beyond just playing with pain, or whatever we were doing. It had been brutal. Cruel. But at the same time, I couldn't deny that there was still some part of me that had loved every single second of it. Even as I hated myself for hurting her like that, I felt my heart beat faster, and my cock twitch yet again at the memory. I hadn't gotten any sleep. I didn't know what to do. I walked into the kitchen to find Jessica standing beside the kitchen counter, staring at the TV. I stopped. She was wearing a worn out sweater that I recognised as one of Rose's old ones, and a pair of sweatpants. Her eyes were glazed over, she wasn't really paying attention. She still hadn't noticed me. I continued walking, but she didn't turn her head until I was almost beside her and I slid a stool out to sit on. Her head snapped to the side and her eyes widened. She actually jumped back a little in fear, her arms curling up into an instinctive, defensive position. She looked exhausted. I sat down. "Where's Rose?" I asked. She didn't say anything at first. She was so terrified. "She..." she started. She didn't continue for another few seconds. "She went for a run. I told her I was sick..." she said. I nodded and turned away from her. I had no idea what to say. Should I apologise? Or just act like it didn't happen? I turned back to her. She hadn't stopped looking at me. "I..." she started. I didn't react. ... "I...I..." she stuttered. "What is it, Jessica?" I said gently. "I don't know...if I can do this any more." she said quietly, dropping her eyes. My heart started thumping in my chest. I struggled to keep my expression neutral as a hundred different emotions rose up in me; anger, fear, sympathy, and of course, the ever present guilt. I stayed silent. "I..." she said again. She looked into my eyes again, before looking away. "I thought I...could handle it, but...but I don't know if I can..." she said. "What do you mean?" I asked quickly. She couldn't handle the pain? "You hate me!" she cried, meeting my eyes again. I could see tears welling up. "You've always hated me! And I knew that, but...but I thought it would change...or that I could deal with it..." She looked down. "I just...I love you so, so much and..." she started. Tears started to roll down her cheek. She wiped them away with her sleeves. "And...I don't know what...what we're doing here. You hurt me...but then you kiss me...and-" "You told me you like it when I hurt you." I interrupted. "I do!" she almost shouted back, "It's...it's just all so fucked up! I mean, what are we doing here?" She paused, her tears silently flowing, eyes downcast. "Sometimes I think...the way you look at me...that you might... But then you want to be with someone else? With Becky?" she said, meeting my eye again. "I just don't know what I am to you." She hadn't even mentioned her punishment. After all I'd done to her, it was how I felt about ...