1. Revenge, Pt 1: The Seeds are Planted


    Date: 4/13/2017, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Domination/submission, Male Domination, Romance, Slavery, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: masterKDean2014, Rating: 95.6, Source: sexstories.com

    anyway. Feel free to stop by my bedroom any time." I said. She opened her mouth to reply, anger obvious on her face. "Hey!" I said, throwing up my free hand in a neutral gesture, "Just to talk. If you want." She closed her mouth, and didn't say anything. She just nodded a little, and moved aside when I went to leave. I met my sister in the hall. She handed me my charger with a smile, I gave her a little nod, and we continued on past each other. When I closed my bedroom door, I released a huge breath. It was so tough acting like I didn't care about this stuff, like Jessica walking in on me was just a funny little accident, like deep down I didn't still hate, and kind of fear her. But I had to prepare. I'd given her an open invitation to my room. As a joke, sure, but I was confident she'd take me up on it tonight. It sounded like she was really obsessing over my size, the amazed and impressed tone of her voice still clear after a week. But she was also afraid of my sister finding out, it seemed. The way she just moved out of my way...that had never happened before. It was amazing. One way or another, through either fear or curiosity, she'd end up in my bedroom that night. I knew it. == It was around 2 AM when I heard footsteps in the hallway. I'd been lying in the dark, listening to music with one ear-bud for about the last hour, waiting for her to arrive. I'd heard them go to bed around midnight. When I heard the footsteps, I shut off my MP3 player and dropped it on the ...
    floor. There was a soft knock at the door. "Yeah?" I grunted. The door slowly opened, and it was Jessica. She stepped in and closed the door behind her. I sat up and turned my lamp on, acting like I'd just been woken up. She was wearing the same clothes she'd been wearing earlier. She must have gotten dressed again, because she wouldn't have slept in them. It occurred to me that she'd probably been waiting for Rose to fall asleep before coming over. I usually wore a t-shirt and sweatpants to bed, but tonight I was just wearing my boxers. It was weird how nervous she looked. There was barely any hint of her usual bravado. "What?" I said. I tried to keep my tone of voice steady, to sound confident. She avoided my eyes. "Uh, you said I could come over, if I wanted to talk..." she said. She was trying to sound confident, too, but there was a little waver in her voice. "Yeah, I was kidding about that. Get the fuck out." I said. She seemed a little taken aback. Then I got the reaction I wanted, her old attitude flaring up in her defence. "Seriously? You're kicking a hot girl out of your bedroom? I mean, I'm only here to talk, but when are you ever going to get even that again?" she said. "Yeah yeah, you're a huge bitch, I get it. But you are in my bedroom, and it's two in the fucking morning. You've never wanted to talk to me before in your life. What's this really about?" "I...I just don't want you to tell Rose about...what happened..." she said. "Why not? You walking in on me in the ...
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