1. Revenge, Pt 7: The Blood Starts Flowing


    Date: 12/11/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Domination/submission, Male Domination, Romance, Slavery, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: masterKDean2014, Rating: 92.6, Source: sexstories.com

    seconds, her eyes darting between me and Mike. Eventually she seemed to make an internal decision, and continued the lesson. I tried to pay attention, but it was hard not to notice the pointed looks and whispers. It was a long class, but I knew lunch was next. I'd go and claim my prize, small as it was. Sitting with Jessica and my sister. Something I'd barely even wanted a few weeks ago, but was now apparently willing to die for. I blushed slightly as I thought about how overly dramatic I'd been with Mike. Well, it was more about the principle of the thing. As soon as the bell rang, a few people flocked to my desk. "What happened with you and the big dude?" asked a skinny Latino boy that I didn't know. Mike was already making a beeline for the door, and was out of the room before I could even think of an answer. "Nothing, I fell." I lied, smiling. "No way, he followed you in there, and now you're all beat up." This came from a pretty brunette girl with big blue eyes. I shrugged. "I saw him in there, but we didn't even talk." I lied. There was no reason to involve anyone else in this. "Then why did he look so afraid when he came back in?" asked another girl, this one a short blonde with thick rimmed glasses. "Ask him." I said, then pushed passed them. I strode out into the corridor and headed towards the cafeteria. I was completely unused to all this. Why did anyone care what happened between me and Mike? But then of course I remembered everything I'd learned about my ...
    fellow seniors in these past two weeks, and how I'd learned it. Gossip. On my way to the cafeteria, I noticed something that almost made the whole ordeal worth it for this alone. As I walked, people seemed to naturally shift out of my way as I needed them to. As someone who had been doing the avoiding my whole life, this little thing, seeing people weave out of my way while completely unaware of any changes, was pretty exhilarating. Was that some sort of psychological thing? Maybe we move out of the way of those who we think aren't going to move for us, and my new confidence gave out that sort of vibe. It was just a theory, but I liked it. == I was the last to sit down at our table with my food, and got a general non-committal greeting from everyone else, each of them barely looking at me then doing ridiculous double-takes when they saw my face. "What happened to you?" screeched Rose. I shrugged and started eating. "I fell." I said. "Shit, are you bleeding?" asked Lissie. "What happened?" repeated Rose. Silence fell over the table as they waited for an answer. "It's fine." I said, smiling, "I slipped and smacked my face on a wall, it was stupid and I'd like to...not talk about it, thanks." Derek and Rose laughed together at my story, instantly believing it. Lissie rolled her eyes and went back to her phone, and Becky just shrugged and turned to talk to Frank. I realised that I still hadn't looked at Jessica, and I braced myself for it. She actually just looked sad, her own lip ...
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