1. Revenge, Pt 7: The Blood Starts Flowing


    Date: 1/19/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Domination/submission, Male Domination, Romance, Slavery, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: masterKDean2014, Rating: 92.6, Source: sexstories.com

    his submission than him just turning and walking out of the room. I turned to the mirror, and smiled at myself. I watched my reflection frown, and lift up his t-shirt, revealing two dark bruises on his torso. I touched them both tenderly. One just below my chest, a wide and dark one where he'd hit me twice. And a smaller, but darker one along my right ribcage. They hurt, but they'd heal. The pain was weirdly easy to ignore I guess that's one way to find out you have a high tolerance for pain. I kept looking at myself after I lowered my shirt. I looked different. Not just because the right side of my lip was starting to bruise and swell slightly...it was something about how I stood. I was taller, I realised. I'd spent my whole adolescence to this point with my shoulders hunched and my hands in my pockets, just like 90% of guys my age. I shuffled around, making myself look small. I'd always looked like a victim, basically. Guys like Mike had the confidence, the swagger. It was just a matter of posture, really, I thought with a smile. My shoulders were squared now, and they looked broader. My back was straight, and there was a sharpness in my eye, a confidence to my expression that I wasn't used to seeing. "I like to dominate people," I said to myself quietly. "I guess this is what a Dominant man looks like." I smirked, and made for the door. What was, impossibly, only minutes before, I'd scurried through that door like a frightened mouse. I strode out feeling like a god. My ...
    skin was practically buzzing as I made my way back to class. When I opened the door every eye was on me, which didn't bother me in the slightest. My social anxiety from even yesterday felt stupid and childish. The collective gasp of shock from the room was another matter, however. "Holy shit!" someone exclaimed, and there was a general stunned silence. "What happened to you!?" asked Ms Kallis, her eyes wide with shock. Oh, right. My lip. I looked over to where Mike sat, trying to sink down into his chair. Not easy for a guy his size. A few of my classmates followed my gaze and turned to look. Ms Kallis did the same and when she saw Mike, the look of fury on her face startled me. Ms Kallis was one of the kindest and sweetest teachers I'd ever had. She was a fairly young Asian woman, couldn't have been out of her twenties yet. She was so petite and cute that most of the guys did whatever she wanted, and she was so nice that most of the girls felt like bitches for being mean to her or disobeying her. Like kicking a puppy, I'd heard it described. I'd never once seen her look so very bloodthirsty. "I fell." I said loudly. I spoke from the chest, in what I liked to think of as my new "dominant voice." Everyone looked to me, shocked. I looked at Mike again, and he was paralysed with fear. "I just slipped in the bathroom." I said, smiling and turning to Ms Kallis. "Pretty stupid, right?" I turned and walked to my seat and every eye followed me. Ms Kallis just watched me for a few ...
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