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

    library, but eventually I was going to have to tell everyone that I just didn't like them, which I was only now realising wasn't really true. I enjoyed my lunches with them, and it would suck to have to give them up. I honestly didn't know what to do. == The next day, Thursday, things got a little stressful. I'd decided to keep avoiding my new social group until I could think of something, but I forgot to bring something from home. I thought I could get some food quickly from the cafeteria and eat it before leaving, but Rose caught up to me in the line. "Hey little brother." she called out from behind me. "Uh...hi." I mumbled. Before I knew it, Lissie and Becky were over, and the three roped me into a conversation about some band I barely knew. I kept resisting the urge to glance around me. I didn't know if Mike was here, or if Jessica was here, and I was just trying to keep my head down. I was feeling incredibly anxious, and I really regretted taking this risk. They started heading over to the table, and I tried to distance myself. "Actually, I...I'm going up to the library again today." I said, trying to keep the nerves out of my voice. All three stopped and looked at me oddly. "You have a tray." said Lissie. I looked down to find I had indeed grabbed a tray and paid for the food without really paying attention. I hadn't been thinking, but of course I couldn't leave now. I tried to make another excuse, while Lissie rolled her eyes and walked to the table with Becky, but ...
    Rose didn't give me a chance. "What's wrong with you?" she asked, peering into my eyes. "Uh...nothing, I...I just..." I stuttered. "Come on." she said. "Come sit with us." There was a heaviness to her words. This wasn't just me sitting somewhere else, to her. This would be me making an excuse to reject her, and her friends. She was putting way too much importance on the whole thing, but I could tell that's what she was thinking. I looked at the table nervously, and saw Jessica there, watching me. What the hell was I doing? I'd spent years of my life living in fear of Jessica, and that had brought me nothing but loneliness and anger. I'd finally gotten free of that life...was I really just going to let some arrogant dickhead put me back there? I glanced behind me and didn't see Mike anywhere. I took a deep breath, and walked over to the table. Screw Mike. Screw what he wanted me to do. I could sit where I wanted. That being said, I barely ate and didn't pay attention at all to the conversation going on around me. I kept my head down, still praying Mike didn't see me. What the hell was wrong with me? I kept glancing at the clock at the end of the room, trying to will the hands to move faster. A few minutes before the bell went, I felt an almost psychic twinge of fear. I looked up and saw Mike glaring at me from across the room, a snarl of rage frozen on his face. My stomach twisted and I almost threw up my food. I kept staring at him until I realised Rose was trying to get my ...
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