Chapter 3 – Mr. God
*This chapter is rough. Sorry about that. * it will be explained later, believe me. This is a vampire Edward with no wonderful father to raise him or teach him. His past is bad.*
Edward's POV:
"Get that blood up !", I shouted, smacking the flogger lashes against her breasts again, she was growling now….the pain making her bounce around, her feet occasionally kicking out, her arms trying to move themselves as we got into it.
"COME ON !", I raised my voice again, "Are you asleep ?!"
Two more lashes back to back on each breast as she roared.
"I'm fucking thirsty, come on.", I warned, "You don't fucking care, do you ?"
LASH LASH LASH !
"Are you really moving that much ?", I asked her, "I told you to be still."
I let the whip bite her again across the stomach.
"Is that a look of defiance ?", I asked, not really seeing one.
"No no Mr. Cullen.", she closed her eyes tight.
"Pray.", I demanded, whipping her crotch with a punishing blow as she screamed again, "Pray to me. Let me hear it."
She was sobbing, unsure of what to say now.
"I'll help you…", I half smiled, raising my whip, my other hand holding the strands, as I did with each blow, "Dear God…"
I let the whip taste her again, leaving a nice long red welt across the claw marks I'd made in her chest earlier.
The blood began to slowly seep out of those lines…slowly and painfully moving down a bit.
"Dear GOD !", she yelled, "Please give me the strength….to…get through this…"
I frowned and let the whip have her again on the inner thigh.
She hollered as I shared, "I already did. Everyday in gym class. That's one of the reasons I selected you. I can't have some weakling as my pet."
She didn't answer, just wept and trembled.
"Awww…don't fear my sweet Bella….", I assured her, tipping her chin up to look deeper into my evil red eyes, "You will get through this. You always have. You may thank me for that."
"Thank you Mr. Cullen…thank you…", she sounded weaker.
"No no…", I moved my nose up hers, as if I were about to kiss her, "Thank you God."
She opened her eyes and stared into mine. Almost defiantly. For a moment I was turned on, thinking this would be the moment it happened.
"Thank you God.", she whispered to me. Oh well….not today.
"Louder!", I slapped her cheek, making her look at me again.
"Thank YOU GOD !", she shouted so hard it almost blew my hair back.
"HALLELUJAH !", I cried out back.
"Alright enough of that shit.", I declared, striking again.
"Are you trying to anticipate me ?", I lashed at her again and again.
"No Mr. Cullen…GOD !", she corrected herself.
"Don't.", I warned.
"Is the cold air making you more sensitive, Miss Swan ?", I asked, delivering three more blows to her breasts.
"RRR RRR RRRRR !", she groaned with each one, "Yes…it's freezing…"
"Are you getting angry with me ?", I stopped, staring daggers at her.
"No God…no…."
"Then why are you growling at me ?", I asked, continuing my assault.
"I'm not God…it just hurts…", she explained with a tiny voice.
"So does my throat you don't hear ME whining about it, do you ?", I asked.
"No God."
I took a look at her and decided to give her a little break. It's not her fault she looks too much like Bella Swan.
"Should I be nice to you ?", I asked her sweetly, moving my fingers over her lips as if I were a lover.
"Whatever pleases you God.", she answered timidly.
"Ahh she's remembering….", I smiled a little, stroking her hair, "Very good…you're a good little girl."
"Thank you God…", she quaked after she said it.
I went into the dark left corner and came back holding my vibrator. It was black with a round gray bulb at the end of it. It was not for penetration, just stimulation. It worked quite nicely heating up the blood.
I turned it on low and placed it right at her clit, the buzzing sound bouncing off the walls around us.
She stared right into my eyes, as if she couldn't help herself, or didn't want to….looking at me like I was an angel who had finally arrived with something for her.
I allowed her this, not saying anything. Her blood was pumping now….her resolve crumbling.
"Thhhaaannnkkkkk youuuuuuu", she moaned it out slowly, drawing out the words.
"Thank you WHAT ?", I was a little perturbed she was already screwing up again.
"Thank you GOD"
"Don't forget your fucking etiquette just because a vibrator is on.", I warned her.
"I'm sorry God.", Lauren, my pretend Miss Swan, apologized, full of remorse.
"You better not have an orgasm with my permission.", I reminded her of another rule, looking down at her swollen pink pussy shining with lust.
"No God", she shook her head, biting down hard.
"That's what got you stabbed the first time, remember ?", I asked her as if it were a fond memory.
"Yes God.", she panted.
"We learn from our mistakes, don't we Miss Swan ?" I asked quietly.
"Yes God…yes…yes…"
It wouldn't be long before this dam came crumbling down. The last time she came was last April.
In moments, she was already begging like a dog.
"Please…please God…please….?" She pleaded.
"Please what ?", I asked, obtusely.
"Please…can I ?"
Teenagers….she was really going to be too shy to say the words ? HERE ?!
"Can you what ?", I asked, becoming bored "Look at me."
She looked into my eyes and I let her because I knew it frightened her.
"Please…..can I….", she winced, "Can I come ?"
"Sure.", I said, "No, wait….don't."
She didn't know which way to go at that point. I laughed in spite of myself at the look on her face.
"Alright angel….come for your God.", I decided to be sweet for a moment.
"Thank you thank you thank you", she groaned as her legs seized and buckled a bit…
"Straighten those fucking legs", I snapped and she obeyed, moaning and howling.
It sounded like crying but not…I always loved to hear them come. Painful and pleasurable at the same time….and each one sounded differently doing it….at least that's what I could hear.
But I put my hand over her opened mouth and clamped down, depriving her of air. I don't know why.
Did it matter ?
"Open your eyes.", I ordered and she did…looking at me again. This time without fear…it was clearly lust. I returned the gaze to her and silently listened to her coming under my hand, the heat and vibrations making it feel almost human.
I did not turn off the vibrator, though, in fact, I turned it to the high speed.
"You do not have my permission to come AT ALL.", I informed. And I watched her writhe like a banshee.
I almost felt sorry for her. Almost.
She screamed, knowing she would lose. She always lost.
She was really screaming and crying as I explained further to her minutes later.
"I know you think I'm just a dumb gym teacher", I continued, "But I have six medical degrees. So I'll ask you again….where do you want to be stabbed ?"
I had a big black ball gag in her mouth now, making her unable to form coherent words…but she could grunt and respond to my question.
"You came without my permission…", I reminded her, "Yes ?"
Nodding her head, she let the tears flow, muffled desperate pleading was all I could hear coming out of her.
"Yes.", I confirmed, "So you owe me. Correct ?"
All she could do was try and struggle…I put the dagger to her stomach, explaining again,
"The lateral lower quadrants of the abdomen are your best bet. The right upper quadrant has the liver and the big veins from the rest of the body, the left upper quadrant has the spleen and the big abdominal arteries; the kidneys and their blood supply are deep to the intestines at about the level of the belly button."
I used my fingertip on each area to emphasize my points.
"In your case, the gynecologic organs-ovaries, fallopian tubes, and uterus-do complicate things in the lower quadrants because they can extend further into the lower abdomen than you might expect and are very vascular aka, cause lots of potentially fatal bleeding.", I explained precisely.
All she could do was sob in response.
"That said, your best bet for a survivable abdominal wound is below the belly button, lateral to midline.
Or we could go for a shoulder…they are highly vascular and have huge nerve bundles that would incapacitate the arm at least temporarily, if not permanently. That could cause a problem for your basketball scholarship.
Upper legs/thighs are also very vascular and are much more dangerous than the average lay person would imagine. Lower legs, forearms are okay generally.
Chest wounds as a general rule are not survivable for long periods of time without medical care, although there are exceptions all the time in clinical practice.
Head and neck are off limits.
So…make your choice Miss Swan.", I finally finished.
"Noooo", she was screaming, "Someone PLEASE HELP MEEEEE ! HELLLLLPPPPP !"
"You stupid bitch no one can hear you.", I squinted at her, unconcerned about any hero rushing in to save the poor little damsel in distress.
"If you don't choose I will choose for you.", I put the blade to her clit, "How about here ?"
"No one is coming to help you, BELLA.", I called her again, "Three…two…one…"
"Shoulder !", she screamed through the gag, "Shoulder !"
"You sure ?", I asked, looking right into her eyes, "Not the clit ?"
She shook her head no wildly and I brought my dagger to her right shoulder.
"Which one ?", I asked her.
She started bawling again. I really don't need this.
"Left ?", I put the blade near the left shoulder.
"Right ?", I asked, slowly moving the blade down the inner right shoulder.
"Are you sorry ?", I asked her as she lost control of her breathing again.
"YES YES YES", she howled as I put the blade near her right shoulder, the nearest one to me.
"Think of something nice.", I put my palm against the rubber T handle, positioning it at just the precise place where it would only wound, not permanently disfigure. She would heal quickly. I would lick my venom over it before she left me so it would be alright within a week or so.
"Are you thinking of me ?", I asked her before I pierced the little blade in.
Her screams were inhuman and she arched back so hard she hit her own head on the fence behind her.
"Does that hurt ?", I pondered out loud, my voice gentle as she cried and screamed some more.
I twisted it a little to the right and the blood began to flow, moving slowly down her arm.
"Allow me.", I left the dagger in place, and began licking and sucking the blood.
I let out a guttural sound that meant total bliss. It was hot and thick and made all the cells in my body spring to life, everything in me was lighting up, feeling younger and younger with each drop…words couldn't describe it. Better than sex, better than orgasms….
I withdrew the blade in one skilled motion and closed my mouth over the hole.
My fingers clutched her breasts and almost pierced the flesh there with their fury as I swallowed and swallowed again…
I grabbed her mouth and turned her face away from me. I licked, feeling good for now…this venom would seal the wound for the most part. I still wanted it to bleed a little, for the occasional taste.
And to teach Miss Swan a lesson about the rules.
"Go to sleep, Miss Swan.", I closed my eyes, my nose nuzzling her cheek, her brown hair in my face as I inhaled her deeper.
She whimpered as her eyes closed…her body went limp like a rag doll's.
Should I give her a nice dream ? At least once tonight ? Sometimes that was more cruel.
"No.", I took a step back from her, "You can drown. Slowly….in a tank. The water is slowly coming in and there's no way out. It's freezing cold."
Her eyes were moving again inside her eyelids….
"There you go.", I smiled warmly at her, tilting my head as her body began to twitch.
I decided to keep her on the chain fence for a little bit longer, only now I could have her on her knees where she belonged.
I took the posture collar off, left the boots on, removed the leather arm sleeves. I got my good ropes and began to bind her with them. Chains are nice but rope is very pretty on a slave. I had mastered Shibari, the Japanese art of rope bondage. I could make knots that would make Michelangelo weep.
I took my time again, enjoying the intricate designs I was creating on her body. I knew she wouldn't appreciate it.
The ropes went around her upper neck, down across and around her breasts until they were two perfectly round, purple orbs…then under the breasts, around her waist, then I got to work on her arms.
Binding them at the shoulders, then at the elbows, then at the wrists, then to the fence.
This made her bend forward a bit, not much, just enough.
Then I bound her knees together, then her ankles…then to the fence behind her.
Then I tied a big clump of her long pretty hair to the fence, making her head stay in position.
I moved the rest of the hair over her face again, letting the eyes show once more.
I looked her over from all sides and decided I liked it.
She would please ME now. Over and over again. I was done being nice to her.
I went back into the blackness and commanded her to wake up.
She started panting and gasping right away, still thinking she was drowning to death.
As realization dawned on her, and she saw where she was now…I couldn't tell where she'd rather be.
She squealed out in pain, her shoulder still very tender and bloody, and she wept, struggling again.
Will any of them just stay put and wait for me ? They all fucking fight it.
I left the ball gag in but I would take it out soon. Her mouth had work to do.
I didn't even speak to her now…I just silently walked towards her and began working on her.
My fingers unbuckled the ball gag and I waited for her to shove it out with her tongue, my hand waiting for it.
"Come on.", I coaxed her, "Spit it out."
She did as I told her and I took the slobbery thing, tossing it on the floor behind me.
"Mr. Cullen…Mr. Cullen…", she started begging at full speed, "Please let me go…please…I can't take anymore…"
"Yes you can.", I looked right into her eyes, squatting a bit, "Yes you can. Now shut up. You're mine for the whole fucking night so quit that crap."
She started bawling again but I didn't want that now.
I grabbed her hair and made her look at me.
"Shut. The. Fuck up.", I said slowly and distinctly, "Get your shit together, you hear me ?"
"Stop the baby shit.", I warned for the last time.
I unzipped my jeans and let my erect, well endowed penis free. This would not be like sucking a human's penis. This would be like a ten inch, thick shaft of marble. She had done this with me before. She had gotten pretty good at it over the years.
"Open.", I glared at her as I stood there, giving myself a slow stroke before clutching her hair in my fingers.
She let out a ragged breath and opened her mouth wide, recalling previous nights we've had.
I snapped my fingers and made her look up at me.
"Don't…disappoint me again.", I warned her.
She nodded and little tears formed in her eyes as I stuffed my shaft into her mouth. She'd better make me forget that she screwed up earlier.
I guided her head with one hand in her hair at first, going in long deep strokes as she sucked hard, trying to behave for me.
"Mmmm", I gave a small sound of approval as she moved herself back and forth.
I felt her eyes on me again and I looked down and there she was staring up at me.
"Keep your eyes off my fucking face!", I just raised my voice a bit to make her look down.
"Look at my cock", I ordered her, "That's the only thing you need to worry about right now."
"MMmm mmm mmm mmmm", she made her little noises as she feverishly moved her lips around me.
"Concentrate.", I suggested.
"Wetter.", I winced as I played with a lock of her hair, twisting it in my fingers. I gave her cheek a couple slaps to increase what I wanted.
I growled and withdrew from her mouth, commanding, "Spit."
She spit on my dry cock without comment and I shoved back inside her again.
"Can't believe I have to go through this with YOU.", I complained, pumping harder in and out of her now wetter lips, "I've taught you how to do this…what the fuck is your problem ?"
She made small sounds of distress as I kept moving, holding her hair and making her mouth move back and forth at a speed I could live with. If I were really to let go and do what I wanted, I'd cause her severe injury or death or both. I could break her teeth, crush her windpipe, pierce her brain.
For me it would take hours of this to actually climax. No human girl could take it longer than that. Except for Michelle Daniels. She holds the record at 4 hours and 6 minutes. Slutty little cocksucker. She actually enjoyed it. I wonder what she's doing right now.
"Don't let it out of your mouth…DON'T!", I scolded her as she tried to open her mouth to get some air.
I slapped her face lightly three more times, to wake her up to the situation at hand.
My fingers pushed against her wounded shoulder and she cried out, almost biting me. It wouldn't have hurt me if she did but her teeth would suffer for it.
"Don't BITE", I stopped moving my dick and looked harshly down into her eyes, "Do you WANT to look like a jack o lantern in the school pictures this year ?"
She was shaking her head no and gasping for air at the same time. I let her have a little.
"If it comes out of your mouth again you will be punished…is that clear ?" I asked, still frowning at her.
She nodded hard, not wanting any more of my wrath than she'd already received.
Now she worked harder, faster…and wetter.
"Ohhhh look at that.", I squinted, unimpressed, "NOW you are doing it right. Do I really have to threaten you to get you to perform ?"
"Nnnnngggggg", she garbled as I grabbed both sides of her head by the hair, bringing her face harder and harder towards me, making her take me all the way in, the tip of my shaft finding a nice small space in her throat with each thrust. Each time I heard a pleasant gag noise come out of her.
"All the way…yessss", I let myself moan a little, enjoying myself more now.
"Make God happy….that's right you little slob.", I closed my eyes and imagined Bella Swan down here, with that bratty little look in her eyes.
"Faster.", I let her go and wanted to see how good she could do without my help.
"That's a good little disciple…", I rewarded with my soft voice as she quickened her pace.
Ten minutes later she was getting tired already.
"I've had old ladies suck my dick better than THIS", I growled as she tried to keep up, gagging and groaning all the way.
I took myself out of her mouth and she coughed and gagged for a second, whimpering and crying.
"What's the problem, Miss Swan ?", I hollered.
"I'm sorry…I can't breathe…", she coughed, looking down, squeezing her eyes shut.
"Are you complaining ?" I asked calmly, "Is that's what's happening ?"
"No no no…", she let a tear fall out of one eye, "I just can't….it's hard…my knees…"
"That's not MY problem.", I huffed, "Who's problem is it ?"
"Mine.", she shivered.
"That's right.", I gave a medium hard slap to her cheek, "Deal with it. Open."
Now I had less mercy on her than before. What weak little mortals these girls were now a days. God I sound like an old man…
"Come on, you're a big girl now…", I coaxed her, in disbelief that I had to motivate this little bitch, "Is this really the best blow job you can give me ?"
She went a little quicker now, her mouth was wet and hot. Her mewling sounds were really turning me on as I looked down at her hair and almost could see Bella Swan.
"You're gonna keep getting less and less from me if you keep fucking up, little girl. That better be the last time I have to counsel your ass."
A half an hour later I decided to have some real fun with her and stick my cock into her throat, denying her air. I made a game of it and let her see how long she could go without air before I had to retreat out.
"Thirty one…", I counted with a grin, watching her as she turned pink in the face, "Thirty two…thirty two…."
I repeated it just to see her face. Her eyes opened and looked up at me.
"Are you looking at me ?", I snapped.
The eyes shut tight as she pulled her arms behind her, clearly not enjoying this little scene.
This time we had gotten all the way up to 62 before she turned a light shade of purple.
I pulled out and let her take a couple breaths.
"That was better than last time.", I conceded as she fought to get all the air she could.
Her head hung down, all the brown hair covering her face as I watched her.
"I let you come, didn't I ?", I asked her, "Did I give you the gift of a nice orgasm ?"
"Yes Mr. Cullen….", she wept to the floor.
"God.", I corrected, "Forgetting your etiquette again."
"God GOD !", she said, crying because she knows she's fucking up hard tonight.
"Answer me.", I shoved verbally, "Did I give you a great orgasm ?"
"Yes God…yes !", she kept her head down.
"So do you think I should be nice enough to just let you have an orgasm then I should kiss you, fluff a pillow under your fucking knees and let you go home then ? What about me ? Do you owe me something now ?"
"Yes God…", she nodded her head, bringing it back up and opening her mouth wide, her tongue slightly sticking out.
"Did I tell you to open your mouth yet ?" I asked her. She closed it right up.
"I'm not done scolding you.", I gave a low growl, "I can't believe I HAVE to after SIX times ! This is freshman SHIT !"
I paused.
"Everything…EVERYTHING has a price. I don't GIVE GIFTS. Especially not to weak little slags like YOU."
Trembling harder, she began to apologize.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP", I roared over her head, the words echoing and moving all around her.
"I don't want to hear your apologies.", I said calmly, "I want what I want. Right. Fucking. Now. And this is just the blow job. What are you gonna do when I'm fucking you up the ass if you can't handle THIS ?"
More crying. Great.
"Are you ready to pay now Miss Swan ?", I asked with a grin and a tilt of the head.
My cock was still rock hard, it could be for days if I wanted.
"Yes God.", she agreed, making her weeping slow.
"If you can't accomplish this…", I slapped her face twice and took her hair in my other hand, "Look at me."
Her eyes opened, staring tiredly up at mine.
"If you can't accomplish this…", I pointed out, "Then you are of no use to me. Understand ? And I won't send you home to your nice bed if you're worthless. What do we do with things that are worthless Miss Swan ?"
She cowered and bit her bottom lip. Bella does that. Now I'm really hot.
"I don't know…" she squeaked.
"You don't know ?", I frowned, yanking her hair harder as she cried out, "If you owned a sock and it has a big hole in the toe, what are you gonna do with it ?"
"Uhhh", she looked sideways a second, then back to me, "Sew it ?"
"No.", I shook her head around by her hair, "Maybe YOU would because you don't have five cents in the bank…guess again."
She gave a little sob and answered, "Throw it away ?"
"Ahhhh", I put a finger to her nose, "Ding ding ding…correct. Do you want me to throw you away, my dirty little sock ?"
"No no no….", she begged.
"Because you know what that means, right ?", I checked, "It means you don't go back to bed…you don't go back to class…you don't go back to Mommy and Daddy…you don't go to Princeton…and definitely you don't go back to Hawaii…"
She was really quaking now.
"I think you got my point.", I marveled, putting a finger under her chin, "Do we understand each other now ?"
"Yes God.", she nodded her head, getting her composure back fast, "Yes….yes…I'll do everything you say…please…"
"I'm glad we had this little chat.", I gave a sincere grin, "Now open your mouth, Miss Swan. And I'd better be BLOWN AWAY…literally."
She showed definite improvement after that. It was like she tried to devour me.
I still toyed with her though. I brought back my little dagger/zapper, still wet with her blood from the shoulder wound. This really scared her a lot. It made her smell even hotter to me.
"Keep going you're doing very well.", I let her head go, "Don't let it out of your mouth."
CLICK. Another zap to her stomach near the belly button.
She groaned out hard, keeping her teeth back and her lips sucking and moving.
I flipped the dagger in the air and caught it in my hand, now the blade part up.
"I wonder which side is scarier for you, Miss Swan.", I mused, giving her a tiny little cut right below her right breast. A single drop of blood moved slowly down her faded Hawaii tan skin.
She cried and bucked up but made sure not to let go of my cock. But she stopped moving.
"Keep sucking.", I stayed composed, putting the blade tip to my tongue and licking the red syrup there.
"MMM…", I moaned, "That's starting to get good…but it has a way to go yet…"
Going very fast now, even choking herself with me in her windpipe, I had to admit I was impressed.
Her sounds were delicious.
I delivered more small cuts in various spots along her body….I felt like an artist painting a nice canvas.
She seemed to tune out with each cut, just focusing on her task at hand…making her God happy so he'd give her mercy. That's what her brain was saying anyway.
Finally I gave her a little scratch right above her clit. I pulled out of her mouth, and she actually moaned in disappointment at losing me.
I love motivating my students.
"Miss Swan…", I gave her cheek a few more taps, "You are a vision to behold."
"We'll get back to this later.", I announced, squeezing her cheeks together so her mouth would be a tight little hole, "Do you have something to say to me Miss Swan ?"
"Thank you God…thank you !", her mouth was all slobbery and covered with white foamy saliva.
"Do you love sucking my dick ?", I asked affectionately, playing with her hair in both hands.
"Yes God…yes !"
"What's better….breathing…", I put my hand around her neck, squeezing slightly around her windpipe, "Or sucking my cock ?"
All she could do was cough and pant for air…she was trying to form words but nothing came out.
"Mmmm I just love how this feels.", I shared as she turned pink in the face again, her eyes looking up at me, "This little pipe just fits so perfectly in my palm…such a little thing but so powerful, isn't it…."
When she nearly turned purple I let her go.
She sunk down, hunched over and gasped for air. I allowed it and once she got her breathing under control I took her chin in my hand and raised her face up.
"Is it about time you took a little nap again ?", I smiled down at her.
"Oh nooooo Mr. - ", she began to panic and said "GOD !"
"Mr. God ?", I frowned.
"Please…", she began, "I won't give you any trouble, I'll stay still…please don't …"
"Don't what ?", I almost laughed, watching her.
"Don't make me go to sleep", she started crying.
"Be glad you CAN sleep.", I stayed jovial, "I can't sleep. I would LOVE to…even if there were nightmares waiting there for me…you take so much for granted, Miss Swan…"
"I don't want to have those dreams….", she wept like a toddler.
"What happened to whatever pleases you God?", I reminded, "Where the FUCK did that go ?"
"It makes me happy to watch you twitch in your sleep.", I informed, "So you will. And you will go willingly and happily. Got it ?"
With another sob she really almost started to beg again.
I frowned and put my hand over her mouth tight, moving slightly behind her and lifting her face up to the ceiling as I inhaled her again.
"Waiting for it is the worst part, isn't it?", I teased her a little as she screamed, her body struggling.
"What will you dream this time Bella ?" I let that thought tear her panicked little brain up.
"Will you be trapped in a burning house ?", I wondered, "Or maybe hundreds of rats eating you slowly?"
She actually started to scream for help again. Wow.
"HELP ME PLEASE" she yanked her arms and legs in vain.
"I guess you need more training after all…", I was disappointed, "I thought you were just turning a corner there but…I was wrong again."
"Go to sleep Miss Swan.", I said the words that pulled her back under against her will as she hollered all the way.
"Bitch." I sighed as she fell limply in my arms.
"A hospital.", I said, watching her as I stood, backing a step or two, "Full of insane doctors who want to operate on you…you're shackled with hospital restraints on the table. See you in a few minutes, Bella."
Just as she started twitching, I began to untie the complex knots I had fashioned hours before. Time for a new position, a new game…and getting me closer to my own release. And the blood I so craved. I could've had it in seconds….as a young vampire it would've been fine. But I've since discovered that the torment, the pain, the fear…even the orgasms I instilled in them made them taste 500% better. Only when she is totally broken and completely mindless, like an animal having a nervous breakdown…when she forgets her real name…only wanting to come or die to escape it…that's when her blood will be where I want it.
I didn't have to rush things. Here I have all the time in the world.
The warmup period is over now. Now I would really be doing things to her body.
I left the boots on her and brought her to another corner of the room. A square wooden block would be the little perch she'd be on this time. It was dusty and damp. Perfect.
I lifted her with no effort, they were all light as rag dolls to me. Placing her face down, on her knees, I bent her body over and crossed her arms in front of her. I tied those together at the elbows and then tied that string around her neck, keeping them close together…then placed leather cuffs on her wrists, securing them together as well.
"Don't want those hands getting in the way do we, Miss Swan ?" I said to her jerking body, her moans getting a bit more pronounced now.
"What are they doing to you ?", I asked quietly, focusing on what I was doing. I peeked in and saw that a bright light was shining down over her, silhouetting the doctors from her view. They had paralyzed her with drugs and now they were sewing her lips together. A large needle had already pierced the skin right above her lips four times already….now they were starting stich number five.
I pulled out of the dream and shook my head a bit.
"Nasty.", I commented, "Demented. I'm glad I'm not there."
I put a leather belt around her waist and tied it with rope, looping it over a metal beam overhead, pulling it nice and tight so she was raised up just right. That little ass was a faded tan, nearly white….and so far tonight it had escaped me. We needed to remedy that.
I tied a nice ponytail up in her hair, letting some hair still fall over her face, and the ponytail I also secured to the rope that held her waist up high, making that perky little ass stand up proudly.
Then I got to work securing her legs and feet. Leather cuffs around the ankles, chained together tightly, then I tied her knees together with elegant strands and knots. Then I fastened them to the box she knelt on, lifting the box up slightly with one hand, making the ropes coil underneath it.
Putting it back down, I checked my work. There was no way she was getting out of there. I stood back, admiring the sight before me. Her body really jerked now…and I chuckled, glad she was having a good time at the old hospital.
I let her neck be free of any collar because I had so enjoyed squeezing her throat earlier. I knew I'd want to do it again.
Choosing a new whip, I got the stinger. What I used before was a flogger….this was a WHIP. Used on horses, it has a couple of very thin strands….but they're strong and powerful strands…and when they land…it's almost like being cut. Very painful. With a medium force, it would draw blood. With a light force, it hurt like a bitch. It would certainly leave long red lines, welts, bruises…I found it very effective with my girls.
It's even a dark burgundy color, how perfect is that ?
This little seventh time bitch had some reminding coming her way. She was screwing up far too much for someone who had been with me before. She was far too scared for her own good.
"Wake up Miss Swan.", I decided to bring her out of the good doctor's hands for now.
I hung back and let her awaken, let her have her moment of terror, remembering where she still was…the whimpering…I didn't have her gagged yet but maybe soon.
She was trying to look behind her…and I smiled as she stuck her tongue out, licking a little bit on the white ropes that encircled her arms in front of her. She didn't try to bite them and that was a point in her favor.
Maybe she preferred me to the hospital.
Her little ass was wiggling as she tried to pick her arms up, not succeeding in the least. She gave a little groan of discomfort and that pleased me. Her knees were about to be a lot sorer very soon.
But she didn't cry. That gave me a little hope.
I curled the stinger around my neck and went to her.
Without a word, I let my fingernails scrape along the length of her bare back and she arched up, grunting, "AAAAA !"
Four nice lines greeted me, just slightly beading with blood.
I didn't even taste it this time. She wasn't ready yet. But we would get there.
This is like cooking a fine meal. Patience. Time. Let it simmer.
My right hand began to lightly spank her heart shaped ass and she hollered with each blow but still did not weep or beg. Children. They all need to be spanked every now and then.
My hand felt generous and every few blows I would caress the tender flesh there…watching it turn a nice shade of pink. This was just the warm up spanking. I was hardly exerting any effort into these slaps. But to her I guess it seemed harsh.
"How are my friends at County General ?", I asked her about her time at the hospital, striking her ass on the right cheek.
"Fine God…", she replied, "Fine."
"Did they cure you of your disobedience?", I asked, another hard slap on the left cheek.
"Yes…YES God !", she panted, trying hard to behave herself now.
"Good.", I sounded pleased, "Now we can get to work."
Without another word, I took hold of my stinger and let it fly right across the cute little crack of her ass.
It gave a nice snap sound as it dug its teeth into her.
"AAAAAA !", she wailed right away, the intensity of this pain somehow unexpected.
One, two, three…four more times I lashed it across her flesh there.
She was so blinded by the pain that she began hopping up and down on her knees, not going very far but still, her arms and knees were trying to buck loose. She almost looked like a filly, thrashing and bucking as someone tried to ride her, tried to break her.
Then something divine happened.
She was growling like a mute animal, and then she turned half way towards me as much as the ropes would allow, and growled directly at ME. I almost smiled.
Her eyes were lethal and bore into mine as she showed teeth ! She tried to move her ass away from me at the same time, warning me not to go any further.
"Sit up straight !", I pointed at where she should be, quite liking this side of her, "Sit UP !"
She kept growling and glaring at me, without words, and I was rock hard at the sight of her.
"Right now !", I commanded, "Get back into position!"
I had to make her do it with my hand, shoving her bright red ass wearing four fresh welts back up to where it was.
Her voice lessened a bit, the "RRRRRRRR", still coming out of her.
"Right there.", I sneered, taking a step back. She stayed still, still being a defiant little animal with her voice.
I lightened the blows a tad, taking my time…placing three soft bites with the whip on her ass….spinning it in my hand, placing small kisses over the big welts….she didn't enjoy this…but she was holding still….still panting and roaring.
That back needs color I decided, stepping to her left side, making little strikes there, from the lower back to upper…she was still growling, trying to handle each blow without moving again. She was doing a lot better now. Thank you Dr. Carlisle, you put her in a very nice mindspace.
"Mmmmm",I took a little pity on her and began to rub my hand over her back, my cold fingers giving her the relief she so needed. I moved my palm and fingers over every pained little inch….on her back and then her sensitive little ass. She moaned out loud, whimpering at the sweet aid she was receiving.
I turned my fingers to claws and rested them on her sore back and she woke up, growling at me again, not turning to face me but her body arched up high.
In response, I roughly took hold of the back of her neck, then let go, bringing my whip to her mouth.
"Open.", I ordered and she did.
"Bite.", I said and she did. I nearly told her not to drop it but she should know better by now.
"Gonna growl at me ?", I got to eye level with her, squatting, my eyes as deadly as hers tried to be.
She wasn't begging anymore. Her eyes had fire in them now. I liked that. This was becoming more like my Bella fantasy after all.
"If I had known a few lashes would've made the toddler go away I would've started there first.", walked around behind her, "Next time I won't go so slow at bringing the pain Miss Swan."
Her voice was a series of low growls. Interesting. Every little girl has this side to them…when they've been backed into a corner enough, that is. Now I would have fun.
I couldn't keep my hands off her now, spreading the sore ass cheeks to expose a tight little pussy that was all mine.
Sweet little pink lips and clit just smiling back at me. I roughly moved my hand up and down it, my fingers bringing a chill to the hot flesh as she instantly turned from tiger to moaning whore.
Well that's alright. Now that I know what brings the tiger back I can always get there again.
"Mmmm…", I purred as it heated my fingers, her scent becoming more thick and alluring.
I put two fingers inside and started working them in and out….she threw her head back and groaned through the whip in her mouth, her teeth clenching it tight.
I added my other two fingers inside…only my thumb outside her now. Deeper…harder…
Her legs started spasming already. You better not come bitch or I'll kill you, the dark voice inside me hissed silently in my own head.
"You like when I rub your pussy like that, whore ?" I asked calmly, not stopping.
"Yssss Gddddd…", she talked while holding the whip in place.
I gave a nod, adding, "Mm hmm." I already knew that would be the answer.
"You'd like me to fuck that pussy, too, wouldn't you Miss Swan ?" I asked further, making my fingers move faster, vibrating inside her.
"Ysss Gddddd ! ", she sounded very enthusiastic.
All these girls are the same…they all want it. They're just trained to be ashamed of it.
"Then ask me for it.", I gave another firm slap to her ass with my other hand.
"Plssee sttcckkk yrrrr ftttt ckkkk in myyy psssyyy nnndddd fccckkk itttttt", she gnarled the words as her mouth was occupied but I got the jist of it.
"Such language, Miss Swan…", I gave another little tap to the side of her ass, "Watch your mouth."
"I don't know…", I made myself sound bored now, "Maybe I'm not in the mood now. You growled at me."
She whimpered as I kept working my fingers inside her.
"Plllssseeeee", she hopped around a little bit more, "plssseeeee…mmmm srrryyyy"
"Beg me.", I prodded her.
For another two minutes I made her beg me until she screamed it, her pleas vibrating all around the walls.
"Fcckkk mmmmm plssss Gddddd…fccckkkkkk !" she was nearly on the edge of coming but I hadn't said anything about permission yet.
"Oh alright…", I said defensively, "Calm your ass down, Miss Swan. I'll give it a chance and we'll see how it goes, alright ?"
I nearly laughed as she turned her head half to the side to peek at me.
"Eyes front.", I snapped at her as she complied.
I unbuttoned my jeans and stood behind the wooden block, taking my cock out again, a long, thick hunk of marble that needed relief.
I gave it a slow stroke and inserted it right into her wet little lips, slowly letting myself sink inside her.
Her voice moaned out louder than I ever heard her.
"ohhhh myyyGddddd", she mumbled at the sensation of it. I moved nice and slowly for now.
I even let my head drop back a bit, imagining that this really was Bella Swan's pussy. I'd have the real thing soon, I promised myself.
A deep animal sound came out of my throat as I moved at a snail's pace….back….and forrrtthhhhhh…
Oh my God was all Miss Swan could mumble over and over again during this process. I'll bet HER God never made her feel this good.
I rested my hands on her red ass and I began to move a bit quicker now, more hungry than before.
How I wished I could pound her as hard as I was able to…but she would be a pile of bloody parts if I were to do that.
Ripping off the jeans from my body, I wanted to be completely naked now, and I thrust into her harder, my pace faster. My fingers were clutching the soft ass cheeks in front of me as she moaned and began to move against me on her own, wanting it as much as I did. The demon in me was having a great time.
"fccckkkkkk" Miss Swan kept repeating over and over…in between the gasps and deep guttural groans.
"That what you want ?", I slapped her ass over and over as I pounded into her.
"Ysss YSSSSSS GDDDDDD", she howled in return.
"I knew it.", I replied, "It's shameless the way you throw yourself at me in class. You're a little filthy slut…my filthy little slut, aren't you ?"
"YSSSSS GDDDDDD"
"Maybe I won't give you that fucking scholarship.", I mused aloud, fucking her harder, "Maybe I'll flunk you and keep you here with me another year….how would that be ?"
She whimpered but the pleasure was greater than her fear at the moment.
"YES ?", I slapped her ass hard on both cheeks.
"YSSSSS !", she cried out, not dropping the whip yet.
"We can't let college take away all that we have together, can we ?", I kept playing with her.
"NNNNNN", she answered, moving harder against my cock.
"That's right, Miss Swan…fuck me…", I sneered, "Harder."
At this rate she'd be raw. I didn't care. I was enjoying this very much. If I wanted to I could do this to her for the rest of the night. My stamina was endless.
My claws kept making little pictures on her ass and back…little thin lines of white and red. I would take the occasional break from that to slap her ass some more, getting very aroused grunts in return.
It was becoming rougher on her, the ride as time passed. A human would've been done by now but I was no human.
Her body was sweating and wet, a divine aroma mixing in to the others. She was half growling half moaning now…and I wondered how much more she could take.
"Come on…we're not done yet", I kept slamming into her, her flesh making great little slapping sounds as I moved against her, "Wake up Miss Swan !"
"I'm no high school boy, I need more!", I reminded, bringing two more slaps against her rosy ass as she screeched out loud.
Her fists had become spread out hands with her fingers shaking, painted French manicure nails at the tips.
"FFCCCKKKKKK FCCCCKKKKKKKK", she roared louder.
"Pllssss….plllssssss", she started begging through her clenched teeth, her head trying to turn and look at me.
"Please what ?", I frowned, pummeling harder.
"plssss pllsssssss"
Alright…I would slow down a little…no need to have her pass out yet.
"There…", I slowed myself…and she relaxed more.
"That's a good little slut…", I darkly complimented as I stroked her ass softly, "Relax girl….that's it…"
"You're behaving so nicely now…", I revealed, my claw fingers moving along her back again, " I'm very pleased with you Miss Swan…"
Her breathing was panting as she enjoyed my dick.
"Don't fuck it up.", I warned her.
"You love getting fucked, don't you ?" I asked a few minutes later, now at a medium pace for her.
"YSSS GDDDDDD !", she was very loud now. Little miss innocent was gone.
"And you love getting fucked by ME, don't you ?", I toyed with her, smiling, "And no one else…right?"
"YSSSSS GDDDDD YSSSSSSS" she wailed.
"Maybe if you DO go to college I'll allow you to fuck other guys…", I pondered.
"NNNNN NNNNNNN NNNNN GDDDDDD NNNNN", she was refusing that notion…at least now.
"NO?', I gave a chuckle, still moving inside her, "You don't WANT other guys after you leave ?"
She shook her head and kept screeching "NNNN NNNNN NNNNNN"
"Awww shucks.", I laughed out loud and she trembled everywhere. I guess my laugh is scary too.
"We'll see.", I assured her, my palms over her ass, "I'm not into long distance relationships…besides…there will be a new pack of freshman coming in by then….new little girls to train…and teach…I will probably have my hands full."
She responded by pounding her ass to my hips, as if that would change my mind.
Her blood was really bubbling now, soon it would be ready for me.
"And those New Jersey guys…", I grinned, "They ARE pretty irresistible."
She was exhausted now but I wasn't tired at all, not even out of breath.
"Miss Swan…", I purred, "Are you tired ?"
"NNNN NNNNNN", she shook her head frantically, her speed increasing again.
"You sure you don't want a nap yet ?", I grinned at her, playing with a lock of her hair.
"NNNN NNNN NNNNNNN", she was refusing that, trying to go harder now, with the little strength she had left.
"Wait…wait…I have an idea.",I said into her ear from behind, stopping my cock for a moment.
"You wanna hear it ?", I asked with a friendly voice.
"YSSSS YESSSS", she was a little less loud now.
"I'm gonna fuck you in the ass.", I whispered to her.
She let out a little sound that sounded less than pleased with this idea.
"NNNNN"
"Oh yesss…", I argued, "Your pussy is getting weak. It's not doing it for me anymore. But I bet your asshole is nice and tight."
She was protesting with her moans.
"Are you saying no to me ?", I stopped moving my cock, waiting.
"I'll be gentle…", I stroked her hair in the back, "Well…as gentle as I CAN be…"
She was garbling something through her clenched teeth but I didn't care what it was.
Freaking out, she started to struggle a bit but I held her ass in place.
"Shhhh….shhhhh…little girl….trust me…", I moved my cock to the opening I wanted, licking it first. My venom was thick on my tongue and this burned her a little but not much.
She screamed out from the prickling heat my saliva created there and I sunk my cock into her in one slow stroke.
Howling out like a maniac, she tried to hop again and buck herself free, trying to rid her ass of me.
I just giggled, enjoying the show.
"Stop it that doesn't hurt.", I grabbed her hair, "I'm not even moving….wait until that happens."
Crying, she growled and panted again.
"Here we go.", I took a jagged breath and began moving slowly in….until I felt the muscle there that stopped me….then back…her voice was not happy I was doing this but that just made it more exciting.
"Mmmm Miss Swannnn", I let her hear my pleasure at this, "You feel very good. College is fading further and further away…"
"Maybe two more years here with me…", I let myself sit still inside her for a few seconds, then moved again, "Maybe three….?"
"RRRRGGGGGGSSSSSSS" she was hurting and fighting at the same time, finally she hung her head down and panted, trying to cope with it.
"That's it.", I approved, "That's my good girl…my NICE girl…"
"It's so strange that you believe because you're nice to people that they have to be nice to you…", I thought aloud, moving a little deeper and a little quicker.
"Are you living in a fucking dream world, Miss Swan ?" , I asked.
I shoved harder inside her and she squealed out as I yelled, "I said are you living in a fucking dream world Miss Swan?"
"YSSSSS GDDDD ", she sobbed.
"Yes you are.", I scowled, moving backwards inside her, "You are far too naïve to be out in the real world. Perhaps I will keep you here. You have much to learn."
Before too long I was really going at a great pace inside her once tight ass.
I let myself moan a little as she kept weeping and growling at me.
"Ask me to keep fucking your ass.", I slapped her ass with one hand.
"Pllssss fcckkk mmmmm sssss pllssss" she cried against her will.
I smacked her left ass cheek hard as she bellowed.
"ASK IT AGAIN and mean it", I demanded.
"pllsss ffcckkk mmmmmssssss PLLSSSSSS", she cowered and pleaded.
"Better."
"It doesn't still hurt, does it, Miss Swan ?" I asked her, going a little harder.
"YSSSS YSSSSS"
"WHAT ?" I sneered with a frown.
"NNNNNN !"
"That's what I thought.", I slapped the other ass cheek now, making a nice bruise there in the shape of my hand, "Good luck sitting in class with that for awhile."
A minute later I said, "This is what YOU wanted, right ? This is what you begged ME for, isn't it ?"
I smiled as she agreed through her teeth, "YSSSSSSS GDDDDDDD YSSSSSS"
"I just keep giving and giving to you….", I thrust in a harder stroke, "And you just never appreciate it…"
I put one foot up on the wooden block and really let myself get a good angle inside her now. This was making me way too happy.
She sounded like she was on fire.
Then she was gibbering away things I couldn't make out.
"MMMPPPPPRRRRRR", she screeched, "GGGGGSSSSSSSS"
I tried to look in her mind but it was all fucked up in there. I'd be fucked if I was stopping before I was ready though. Let the school counselors fix her fucking head.
I reached up and took hold with each hand the ends of the whip in her mouth, pulling her head backwards a bit, making her mouth and teeth ache as I held it firmly.
"I'm not done with you yet…", I scolded as she screamed for mercy or help.
"You should be happy about that.", I informed as I kept smashing myself into her.
Her head jerked, trying to escape me uselessly. She was becoming defiant again.
I finally stopped and released the whip out of my hands, her head falling down to the wooden box in front of her. She was quaking and soaking wet everywhere, her hair dark with moisture, sharp strands of wetness in her face…covering her eyes.
I left my cock inside her but it was still now. She was crying and whimpering wordlessly, nearly broken.
"That was not bad, Miss Swan.", I said, withdrawing my shaft from her very pained asshole, "I almost came."
I loved the sound she made then, as if pissed I still had not come from all I'd put her through. That there was more coming…until I was fully sated.
I strolled around the box, looking at her, assessing the damage.
"You look like shit, Miss Swan.", I commented, "After a little play, you just unravel."
Weeping again, she just laid there, glad for this little break.
She still had the whip in her teeth and I admired her for that.
"You did well with my whip.", I took hold of it, "Open."
She cried a little more as she opened her mouth and let it go.
I petted her cheek and said, "Good girl. See was that so hard ? Why must you make me hurt you before you behave ?"
"I'm sorry….I'm sorry God…", she was very obedient now.
"Hmm…penance…", I perked my lips up into a bow as I thought, "It's a beautiful thing."
"What does the bible say ?" I grinned, "God giveth…God taketh away…."
I doubt she was listening that closely to me right now. I didn't hold it against her.
"Ohhhh Miss Swan…", I announced, "It looks like it's nap time again."
This time instead of fighting it she just cried, no begging. No calling for help. She was accepting it now.
"Don't cry…", I pushed my fingers into her mouth, working them in and out, as I watched her face, "I'll make it a nice dream this time. How would that be ?"
She looked afraid to believe me. But still she said, "Thank you God….yess…please…I'll be good…I'll be good…"
"Oh I know you will be…", I assured her, "Calm down…calm."
She did calm herself down right away.
"Good."
She was sucking my fingers like they were the sweetest candy on earth.
I gagged her with them a couple times but she didn't protest. She just went right back to sucking them hard.
How I wish this was really Bella Swan. But the more I thought about her, the more I knew the hunt for her would be lovely. And some day soon I would have her here, sucking my fingers just like this.
"Alright…Lauren.", I called her by her real name for the first time tonight, "Go to sleep now."
She shivered and the dream took her. The life went out of her and she hung there, weakly, I caught her head in my hands and placed it down on the wood gently.
"You're pretty tough, little one.", I had to give her that.
I let her dream she was in a nice hot tub, overlooking the hills of Greece at sunset. The water was hot and bubbling and it made her body feel amazing. Every cut healed, every wound closed…every pain in her ass and pussy just a faint memory.
Hey, I can be a damn sweet guy sometimes.
"That's it.", I moved a hand over her wet back, "Just enjoy it."
When she woke up, she found herself on her back, on the wooden block, her legs still wearing the boots, and her legs spread far apart, tied to beams above her. Her hands were tied at the wrists, up over her head, tight and almost painful. She could taste the rubber ball in her mouth, so big that she could hardly breathe let alone speak. I had also hosed her off so she was not as sweaty but now cold and wet, I shoved her hair back away from her face now. Why I wasn't sure.
For a second I thought I saw her try to struggle again. But then she stopped.
"Are you struggling ?", I took a few steps forward, walking around her.
She shook her head and said, "NNNNNN NNNNNN"
"Because you know you're not going anywhere, right ?", I asked her, moving the cold wet hair back, running my fingers through it, "You don't WANT to leave until I'm happy, do you ?"
"NNNNNNN", she shook her head.
"That's good.", I slapped her face four times, making sure she was paying attention, "The night's not even half over yet."
She whimpered at that.
"WHAT?"
"You didn't think we were almost DONE, did you ?" , I laughed for a moment, letting her see my smile.
It wasn't everyone who got to see that.
She slowly shook her head no, a sad little look on her face.
"No is right.", I moved a finger down her breast, so gently….she shivered from the coldness of it.
"I haven't come yet.", I shared, "You want to make me come don't you Miss Swan ?"
She nodded and garbled something.
"How…NICE of you.", I smirked at her.
I felt her eyes on my naked body as I walked over to her tired little pussy.
Without a word I just shoved my cock inside her again. She gave a pretty loud howl at that…clearly it was still sore.
I didn't even start slow this time I just went for it. Moving at the pace I wanted. I wasn't hurting her…much. But her big mouth was going again.
"How was your bath ?", I asked her calmly as I pumped her.
She nodded her head and mumbled something that sounded like a thank you.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it.", I said sincerely, "You earned it. You did very well last time. And you're gonna do better now, aren't you ?"
She agreed with grunts and nods.
"Glad to hear it.", I looked down at her pussy as I kept thrusting, "Do you shave this ?"
I moved the back of my finger up above her clit and it was baby smooth.
"Wxxxx", she said, clenching her eyes tight, taking what I was giving her.
"Wax?", I repeated, "Wow…I would've loved to have seen that. Next time leave it hairy so I can do it for you."
She agreed, nodding and mumbling.
"MMMM", I was beginning to feel soo good, "I could do this all week…"
Her eyes looked frightened there for a moment and I smiled at her.
"Just kidding.", I said and slapped both her inner thighs at the same time, getting her scream.
I started playing with her clit with my thumb as I rammed into her again and again.
Before long she was trying to talk again.
"Are you babbling something about you want to come ?", I asked her.
She looked afraid but I didn't frown at her.
She nodded, her sad eyes softening me a tad.
"Go ahead.", I allowed with a relaxed voice.
It took her a few seconds…she looked at me then at my cock slamming into her….and her back arched…
"There you go…come on..", I coaxed gently.
And she threw her head back, screaming out and growling in ecstasy.
"Good girl.", I was congratulating her as she kept coming, my strokes more urgent and hard now.
"Goodddddd", she managed to say through the gag in her mouth as I kept going strong.
Soon it was very sensitive there but I wasn't about to stop now.
I clawed down her breasts again with both hands and slapped her inner thighs right near her clit and she growled at me again, her eyes angered.
I could lean over her and taste the scratches I made there and keep pumping inside her without losing any momentum.
Fear flashed through her again at the introduction of the blood.
I let a very aroused sound come out of me as I tasted her.
"Ohhh fuck that's good…", I licked up her torso again, without restraint, like a thirsty panther wanting more, "It's sooo fucking good…"
I couldn't wait to taste the real Miss Swan. That would be the ultimate drink.
Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as I kept going, not slowing in the least. Part of me wanted to tear her chest open and stick my face into the red pools inside her…but I had to control that beast inside me. No no…we don't kill unless absolutely necessary. The last girl I killed was in 1984. I couldn't help myself. She was divine. Stacey Addams. Another brunette. She drove me out of my mind. A bitch and a brat…the most useless thing in every sport we tried…and she never begged me for anything. She was almost made of steel. She hated me. And I hated her. She cursed me every second I had her. It was the best blood I ever tasted. I couldn't stop. The official story is she just disappeared. They never found her. And they never will.
Since then I behaved myself. I didn't want to expose myself and lose my gig here. It was too perfect.
I hoped that Bella Swan would be my new Stacey. Only her blood smelled even better !
Lauren…or my fake Miss Swan - began to weaken a bit…I guess I was going too long for her frail mortal body.
"Still with me ?", I slapped her face a few times to wake her up, "Don't' quit on me…don't."
She looked so weak suddenly.
"Come on Miss Swan, keep up !", I yelled, slapping the breasts again with a cruel lack of care for her well being.
"Move against me…why am I doing all the work here ?" I scolded, "Lazy little bitch…"
She tried hard to do as she was told.
But then she struggled again. It didn't bother me…I knew it was from pain not fear but I didn't slow myself.
I wanted her to be mindless and savage, losing every inhibition and thought. Then she would be mine to sink my teeth into.
And just when it seemed she was almost done for….I pulled out the vibrator again.
She howled and screeched, mumbling, begging….
I switched it on high and placed it over her clit while I kept fucking her.
"Nooooo", she cried through her ball gag, tears coming out of the sides of her eyes, traveling down into her wet, hardened hair.
"Yesssss", I opposed, wanting to push her all the way over the edge.
Moments later she was mumbling "IMMMM gonna cummmm"
"Oh are you ?", I raised a brow, not stopping, "Are you asking me or telling me ?"
"Asknnngggg", she begged, "Asskkkknnnnggg"
"No.", I kept thrusting, the sounds of our bodies thudding against each other like a heartbeat, "NO I said."
I waited until just the right time and said, "You may come now Miss Swan."
At that, she wept and came harder than she ever did before in her life….and clear juices started spewing out of her pussy over my vibrator.
Ohhh a squirter…nice ! I was pleasantly surprised. I think she was also.
"It's alright…" , I assured her, "That's normal….relax…don't fight it…"
She may've thought she was going to be in trouble. I didn't care in the least.
A few moments later she went so still I almost thought she was dead until she began breathing again.
"Look at that.", I said as she kept squirting a little, "You're just a messy little whore, aren't you ?"
"Guess where I'm going now….", I kept the vibrator on her, and I took my cock out, placing it back into her ass again.
"NOOOOO" she gagged and begged.
"I told you I need a lot to come", I reminded her, "I'm no twenty minute kind of guy you know that."
She cried as I quickly moved in and out of her asshole now.
"You want to give me what I need, don't you baby ?", I asked her, going harder as she wailed.
She could hardly form words now but she made sounds.
"That's a good little slut.", I complimented her.
I kept going and her head began to move from side to side, as if she was losing her mind.
"Do you have to come again ?", I asked her and she nodded, blubbering.
"Big shocker.",I kept pumping, "You act like a little innocent girl but you're really a pig who loves it up the ass don't you ? You just can't stop coming can you ?"
Crying, she was moaning and struggling in her private little hell.
"Come for me.", I allowed her again.
Just as she was about to I stopped thrusting and planted little slaps all over her clit.
She looked down at me and HISSED ! Swear to God ! I loved that !
"Sorry.", I smiled at her, "Aww is that orgasm fading away ?"
"Let's try again.", I moved inside her ass again, now harder, and turned my vibrator back on, high, once again on her clit. She screamed out like a wounded bear.
She looked at me and mumbled, "Cnnn I pllsss cummmm"
"NO", I acted angry now, slapping her thighs, one at a time with my right hand, "I still haven't come yet, have I ?"
"So fucking selfish.", I muttered as she wept, her body nearly spent.
She kept bucking and screaming.
"Careful.", I warned her, my eyes staring at hers, turning deadly, "Don't Miss Swan. You'll pay."
And she actually kept herself from coming. I was very impressed again.
A minute later I allowed her to come.
"Come Miss Swan…as many times as you like…", I revealed.
And she did. It was like five in a row all on top of each other, not sure where one ended and the next began….she was bubbling nicely…almost there. The demon in me rubbed his dirty hands together, ready to feed.
I was ready…my cock was full and about to burst….I withdrew and came to her face, yanking out the ball gag in one yank.
"Open you pig.", I spat the words at her as she opened her mouth and I moaned, unloading myself into her wide open mouth. She also knew what else would happen now. The venom….in my semen…it wouldn't harm her…but it would burn very hotly inside her mouth and down her throat. We discovered four times ago she could handle that better than how it felt inside her very whipped and pummeled vagina. This time I was generous and came in her mouth.
"Yea…", I watched the silvery liquid pool in her mouth as she winced and held it there waiting for my permission to swallow.
I let her wait there and laid over her body, my mouth on her inner thigh, licking and looking for a good little spot.
She was gagging and trying not to scream now, knowing what was to come.
"Swallow.", I ordered and just as she did, I bit my teeth into her vein there. I held the leg securely as I bit into it…so she wouldn't break her leg struggling.
She screeched out, from the venom burning in her throat and down to her intestines….and from the very deep bite I was taking now.
I couldn't care less as I took my drink….swallowing and sucking the succulent juices there, the smell of her sopping wet pussy beside me a pleasure. I found this vein was far better than the jugular…and more arousing to me.
She could not scream words but her sounds were clearly agonized. They always were. I didn't worry…no one could hear her. They never heard. I kept gulping and closing my eyes against her soft flesh while I took my time, enjoying her. I knew exactly when to stop.
Not yet….a few more swallows…she was silent…and I knew that's because she had no fight left now. And with each swallow she would be weaker.
Too soon it was time to stop. I almost pouted as I opened and let her skin go from my teeth.
Her eyes looked half alive. I knew she was fine. Just very very weak, almost as bad as when a dentist gives you Novocain. Dizzy and out of it.
I took the opportunity to give her a nice licking and cleaning between her legs, that juice should never be wasted. She just laid there, an empty shell.
I smiled and patted her poor little pussy.
"I'm sorry Miss Swan.", I tilted my head, gazing at her, "But you are delicious."
I licked my thumb and began to unbuckle her ankles, very careful with her legs as I took them down and placed them together. I took excellent care of her as I removed the boots, the gag from around her neck, each rope, each cuff. She rested there, eyes open…
Finally, when she was free of everything and just a naked girl laying there, I brought her arms up to me, until her face was in front of mine, kissing her forehead.
"Look at me Miss Swan.", I stared into her vacant eyes.
They came aware at my demand and I informed her, "Get dressed and go back to your room. You can make it. Don't…get caught sneaking back in. It's quite late. If you do get caught, you say nothing about me. You take the heat alone. You tell them you went to Ironwood Academy to fuck your boyfriend. Got all that ?"
"Yes.", she smirked at me, still dopey and out of it.
She touched my hair and ran her fingers down smoothly, "You're so beautiful Mr. Cullen."
"Thank you.", I furrowed my brow, "Now go. I have three other girls to see tonight, all of them more interesting than you."
"Yes Sir.", she groggily stood up and felt around in the darkness for her clothes. I put them right there where she could find them. She tried to move as fast as she could but it was slow.
I waited, crossing my arms and rolling my eyes.
I snapped my fingers, "Let's go, let's go…I don't have all night."
When she finally got her shirt on, the last piece of clothing there was, I came up to her and threw her over my shoulder, leaping up over the chain fence, then jumping onto the staircase that was broken apart half way down to here. No human could get in these areas alone, they'd kill themselves. There were gaping holes in some hallway floors, broken ledges, corroded stairs…only I could get them in or out. What I would do is tell them to wait for me on the south side or west side of the building where no one would notice them. Then I would take them inside the places I wanted them.
She clung onto me, shaking and bracing herself, almost home…she had survived me…again.
I heard the thoughts in her mind :
What is he going to do to me next time ? It gets worse and harder every time…
Is he really going to flunk me and keep me here another year?
Is he serious about coming to see me even if I do make it to Princeton ?
Then, lastly:
Oh my God…he's gonna kill me.
It wasn't stated like a joke or even a comment about how she felt right now…she really believed it that before she left this school, I would truly end her life.
Maybe she was right, too, who knows ? I didn't see myself doing that to this particular mortal but one never knows what events might transpire. Life was always surprising me with new things. Like for instance this new Bella Swan problem.
In about three minutes we were outside in the cool night, a breeze playing on her hair as I placed her feet down on the grass.
And I was just about to bid her farewell until next time when she began to cry again.
"What is it now ?", I frowned, "I'm finished with you."
But in her mind so many things were happening…she was afraid I was going to kill her right now, she was afraid to take a step away in fear of my reaction, she was afraid of everything.
"Mr. Cullen…", she trembled, holding onto my shirt.
"Go !", I smacked her ass and she ran as hard as she could, towards the school in the distance. All the lights were out now. But I could still see her, going at a pretty decent speed too. Hmm…track next semester. I made a mental note.
End of Chapter 3