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

    pouting outwards as if in sympathy. Then I saw Mike walking across the room behind her. As if sensing my eyes on him, he suddenly looked over at me. I gave him a little nodding greeting, and his eyes widened in confusion, and I hoped fear. I smirked, and turned back to my food. "Mike." said Jessica suddenly, spinning her head back to look at me. She'd seen our exchange, and put the pieces together. "Did he do this to you?" she asked accusingly, fury rising on her face. "I...No, I just..." I stuttered, panicking. The others turned to look at me, surprised. Lissie raised her eyebrow at Jessica, but the others looked to me. "That...fucker!" Jessica growled, "He did this, didn't he? I'll fucking kill him." "Jessica." I said, raising my voice slightly. "Tell me he did this." she said, a too familiar venom reaching her voice, "If he did this I'll fucking..." "Jessica!" I said, putting the full power into my voice. It seemed to startle her, and she fell silent. I looked her dead in the eye, something I'd been avoiding doing in public, and saw a little taste of fear and submission creep into her expression. "Drop it, now." I growled. Her expression instantly softened. I'd given her an order, and for a second she forgot where she was. "Yes Sir." she said lightly. Her eyes widened in panic, and before anyone else could react, she hissed, "Your fucking Highness.", sarcasm dripping from her tones. No one else seemed to notice, but they started to ask questions. "It's not a problem, ...
    guys, Ok? Mike had nothing to do with this, I just fell. Stop being weird." I said, trying to lighten the mood. Everyone seemed less satisfied with that answer this time, but except for Jessica they all seemed content enough to drop it. == When the lunch bell rang, I headed to my locker quickly, hoping to avoid any more questions from Jessica. As I was switching out my books, I felt an eerily massive presence behind me. I turned quickly to find Frank staring down at me. He was taller than Mike, and maybe even bulkier, but I felt none of the malice or threat from him that I had from Mike. Frank and I had never spoke alone, and I really didn't know what to expect. "Do you need help with Mike?" he asked, his low voice rumbling in his chest. The question startled me, and I frowned at him. "Thanks, but it wasn't..." I trailed off. For some reason it seemed stupid to lie to him right then. "No. I don't need your help." I said firmly. His expression barely changed, he just nodded and said, "Let me know if that changes." He turned to walk away. "Thanks." I said impulsively. He turned back and smiled at me, but didn't stop and was soon gone. I shook my head. Frank was a weird guy. He didn't ask if it was really Mike that did it, nor did he take it upon himself to enact vengeance like Jessica seemed to want to. He just asked if I needed help. Weird guy, but a good one. I closed my locker, and turned to find Jessica standing in front of me. She looked angry, and a little scared. "What?" I ...
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