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Revenge, Pt 6: The.....Encounter

Date: 9/1/2017, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Domination/submission, Male Domination, Romance, Slavery, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: masterKDean2014, Rating: 84.2, Source: sexstories.com

*IMPORTANT* This is a new account for superkev123, I can no longer access my old one, so I am re-posting all my old ones here, and will also be uploading new ones. There was a soft knock at the door. It was just after midnight, and Jessica had come to be with me again, as she put it. "Come in." I said. The door opened and Jessica slipped in, closing it quietly behind her. She was wearing a negligee, the exact shape and design as the black one she usually wore, except this one was red. I took in the thin weave that showed off her body and matching panties, the short hem that drew the eye to her long and sexy legs, and of course the dark red bust that gave her the most magnificent cleavage. I knew before I looked that she'd painted her toenails to match. I looked back at my laptop screen, ignoring her for now. I'd gotten a taste of this last week. Just making her wait was so appealing to me. This was a girl that on many occasions had called me a "retard" for slurring my words or stuttering the slightest amount, following with the phrase "Don't waste my time." We were kids then, but it was stupid little things like this that still stuck with me. Now I could waste her time all I wanted. Before she'd arrived, I'd been surfing aimlessly on the internet for a few hours going from link to link, reading about basically anything I found interesting. I did this a lot, and ended up learning about a pretty wide variety of useless crap. The internet was a big place. A lot of opportunities ... to waste time. "Hi." she said softly. "Get on your knees and shut up." I said calmly, without looking. She did as I asked, and I continued to click and read for a while. But I couldn't really concentrate when she was there. Last week had been disturbing for me. At first it was my own rage that I obsessed over, the absolute cruelty I'd unleashed on Jessica's body. She told me later, when Rose wasn't around, that the bruises still hadn't healed by Wednesday. But it was her telling me this that helped me get over it. She didn't whimper it out, afraid. She didn't hiss it at me, angry. Her tone was one of pure excitement, and almost pride. It became clear to me that she could take so much more punishment than I'd thought. No, what disturbed me here was how I'd spoken to her. I'd cuddled her, let her sleep with me, called her "sweetheart" for God's sake. This wasn't the relationship I wanted. I'd rationalised over and over that we could have both the cruelty and the kindness, but I felt we definitely needed more of the former. All week she'd been looking at me. Subtly watching me when she thought I wasn't paying attention to her. I'd been sitting with her and Rose, and getting to know their friends some more had been... not horrible, anyway. But since she'd admitted to being "mine", I felt her eyes on me far too much. Every time I looked at her I'd see her glance quickly away with some stupid, love-struck little smile on her face. It was unacceptable, despite the charge it gave me. ...