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I continued to hold her head in place, as my throbbing my cock was starting to heal a bit. "You don't want to suck me anymore? Well, Ally, you're not in a place to make the decisions here," I said, as I wrapped a hand around her small, fragile neck. "You're just my little fucktoy, and you'd best not displease me. The faster you make me cum, the faster you can get my cock out of your mouth."
 
Again reluctantly she halted the futile attempts to get away. Wrapping slender, soft fingers around his cock once more, she began to suck again. Slowly, but surely she started to devise a plan in her mind. After a few more moments of roughly sucking his cock, her tongue running along the length of it, she drew up her other hand to fondle his balls carefully. Heart seeming to skip a beat, she glanced up at him once more before squeezing his balls harshly in her hand, pulling away from him once more, in a quick attempt to break the glass, she scrambled to her feet, lifting a shampoo bottle and pounding it against the glass. It cracked. Frantically, not daring to look back to see if he had regained himself for the sudden action she continued to hit the glass viciously.
 
As I cringed from the pain of my balls, I clutched my crotch. I showed weakness for only a second, before grabbing her by the hair and throwing her into the floor of the shower. I stood above her, and picked her up by the hair, still clutching my balls with one hand.

"You bitch."

I slammed her into the wall of the shower, breaking the glass she had cracked. I grabbed a shard of glass and held it against her neck. I stood their for a second, letting her sweat in fear, before I picked her up, and threw her over my shoulder. "You're coming with me."
 
"NO!" She shreiked, kicking and hitting his back now, her still wet body squirming in attempt to get away from him. Her back was aching, a few droplets of blood blossoming on the girl's smooth tan skin, having regained as much breath as she could being thrown through the shower glass. Still screaming, despite it being four o' clock, she didn't hesitate to yell now. He wouldn't get far, she was telling herself mentally. He wouldn't be able to get out of the house without someone hearing.

"PUT ME DOWN! LET ME GO!" She continued to shreik hysterically, continuing to kick and squirm in his grasp.
 
I flipped her around so her face was next to mine. I covered her mouth as I bent down to pick up the knife and held it against her neck. "If you're not gonna be good, then I don't have a reason to let you live. I could just slit your throat, dump you in a dumpster, and go next door. Don't think I have any reason to keep you alive the way you're acting."
 
Fear overwhelming that sense of stubborness, she let a few tears slip from her eyes, feeling the cold steel of the blade pressed against her neck, she dared herself to swallow. The deathly silence seemed to be her obvious choice of movement, muttering a 'I'll be good' pleadingly through the hand that was covering her mouth. Her eyes were reflecting fear, and pleading as she ceased struggling. Her small hands moved to his hand, slowly attempting to guide the knife away from her throat. She couldn't afford to act up any more. Twice was enough...
 
"Why should I believe you? You said you'd be good twice, and both those times you attacked me. Tell me, Ally. Why shouldn't I kill you right here, right now?"
 
Gaining enough room to speak, she listened, blue eyes wide. He was going to kill her, if she didn't do something quick. Thoughts racing, completely leaving the ideas of escape or harming him she uttered the words as calmly as she could, her voice quavering with fear. How much worse could it be, stuck in a place with a knife to your throat, wet and naked trying to plead for you life.

"I'll be good. I promise. Please..please don't kill me..I won't hurt you anymore..." A few tears dropped from the teens eyes as she spoke, still holding that hand that held the knife to her neck. Right now she could care less if he was going to drag her off somewhere, so much as he didn't kill her.
 
I looked at her. I could sense she was going to betray me again... but for some reason I trusted her. I pulled my eyes away and put on my pants with her still naked over my shoulder. I put my knife in my pocket, and carried her out the door. "We're going for a trip, Ally."
 
"What..?" Ally blinked once or twice, the words finally sinking in. She didn't dare herself to struggle though, allowing him to swing her over his shoulder once more. Where was he taking her? Fear began to creep up upon the teen as she wept soundlessly. More importantly, would she ever come back?

"Where are we going?" She asked, her voice trembling as she tried to clean up her face somewhat.
 
"Dunno yet," I said, as I walked us both out the back door. "Maybe I'll just take you back to my house. Or maybe I'll get us a motel room. Or maybe I'll just camp out with you in the woods," I said, as I walked down a back alley to my car. I opened the trunk and pulled out a roll of duct tape. I put a strip over her eyes, and one over her mouth, then I wrapped her hands and legs together, placing her in a painful arched-back pose. I dropped her in the trunk. "I guess you'll find out when we get there," I said, as I slammed the trunk shut over her as she screamed something into the tape.
 
Ally wept softly, the position horribly uncomfortable. She couldn't see, struggling as best she could, the stuffy darkness of the trunk making her panic somewhat. Jerking her hands somewhat roughly, trying to get the tape off of them she began to brush at the tape over her eyes, attempting to locate something in the car so she could get out. Squirming in the tough bonds, she finally managed to inch the tape over her eyes well enough so that she could see, her oxygen becomming limited to only what came through the crack in the trunk.

After another few moments of thrashing about, trying to find a way out of the trunk, she began to feel light headed, the lack of oxygen getting to her head. Slowly she began to cease any activity, slipping off into a almost sleeping state.
 
Whenwe arrived at our destination, I stopped the car, opened the trunk, and found her unconscious from the lack of oxygen. I looked at her naked body in such an inviting pose, but restrained myself. I picked her unconscious body up out of the trunk, and brought her inside. I went down to to the unfinished stone basement, where I had furnished the room just for her.

I had set it up with handcuffs, chains, sexual torture devices, almost anything I could imagine to punish her for what she did to me. I turned around to see her regaining consciousness on the ground. I walked over to her and ripped the tape off her eyes. "Welcome to your new home, Ally."
 
Wincing as the tape was ripped from her eyes, she blinked a few times, her eyes sore from crying. Fear streaked through her. Where was she? Inching away from him, still bound by her hands and feet.

"Home?! This isn't my home..no..you have to take me back! You can't keep me here!" She stared at him, bewildered, her bare, tan, naked form already beginning to tremble. She glanced around, her eyes falling horror filled on the items filling the rooms. Her heart began to pulse loudly in her ears, her eyes moving back to him. Why hadn't she just done what he told her to?
 
"Don't worry, Ally. Maybe I'll take you back. Someday," I said laughing. "But when, and if that day comes, depends on what a good little bitch you are for your Master."

"So what is it, Ally? Are you going to be good for me, or will I have to keep you here forever?"
 
Master? What was he making her into, some sort of slave? Fear stricken, she simply stared now, continuing to move to get as far away from him as she could, her back finally pressing against the cold stone wall behind her. She never wanted to go home so badly in her life. Listening to him as he spoke, a few tears falling from her blue eyes she swallowed, her throat dry and sore from the screaming fit she'd had back at her home. She finally nodded slowly, her eyes watching him fearfully, refusing to blink should he try something.

"I'll be good..." She uttered. What about her parents...what would they think if she wasn't there when they returned? She tried her hardest not to think of anything that would potientially make her cry, looking away from him and pulling her knees up to her chest, her feet and hands still bound with the tape.
 
I pulled out the knife and cut the tape on her hands and feet. "Very good, then," I said, pointing to a table behind me. "First off, go lie face down on the table."
 
Ally paused for a moment, watching him with wary eyes before slowly raising to her feet. The air was cold against her skin, unpleasent but she didn't speak, raising a hand, her wrist sore, wiping tears from her face as she walked around him slowly, almost cautiously. Her gaze flickered to the stair case. So what if she managed to successfully get up the stairs. Where would she go? She didn't know where she was, or her way around this place for that matter. That deep longing to be away from him continued to flush through her mind.

Climbing onto the table slowly, the coldness of the table making her shiver and goosebumps appear over her delicate form, she lay down finally, her head turned to the side, away from him. She didn't want to look at him. She just wanted this all to end.
 
I watched as she lay down, displaying her tight virgin ass into the air. I could feel my cock, which had now almost fully healed, harden at the sight, so I had to get to work. I pulled out four sets of handcuffs and crawled on top of her, attaching her arms and legs to the table, spreading her out like a star. She looked around in shock, frightened that she couldn't move, and she couldn't even see me behind her. I quickly stripped, and then positioned my naked body on top of hers. I started pushing the head of my cock into her spread out, tight ass. She moaned at the new uncomfortable feeling, as I reached around and grabbed her breasts. "Get ready Ally. Here comes your introduction to your new life."
 
Her hands were clenched into fists, closing her eyes tightly. The head of his cock inside of her ass was enough pain to cause her to whimper and lock her jaws to keep from yelling. She wasn't ready for this; she hadn't planned on anything like this for a while from now. Tears falling from her eyes, tugging pitifully against the chains she simply sobbed in reply to her words. In a last desperate attempt to have him call it off she spoke quickly.

"Please, don't do this. Just let me go...please.." The girls pleading voice trailed off into sobs, her nipples hardening as he grabbed her breasts. Her body was only halfway reacting to his movements, the other half was screaming for release.
 
"Let you go?" I yelled, as I laughed, thrusting my cock harder into her tight virgin ass. "I remember pleading for your friends not to beat me up. For the school to stop making fun of me. But that didn't get me anywhere. Sorry, Ally. But pleading won't get you anywhere," I said, as I groped at her breasts, pushing myself further into her ass.
 
"S-stop..please.." The words were gasped as he pushed his cock into her ass, the tight, virgin muscles contracting around his member. It hurt, badly, and she dug her nails into the table roughly, tears streaming down her face now. She pulled against the hand cuffs, unable to hold anything in now. As he pushed deeper into her she screamed in pain, trying her hardest to get away from him, but being cuffed by her arms and legs was doing her no good.

He was being rough..very rough. Crying aloud, her blonde hair falling over to shield her face, she screamed once more, wishing to whatever deitity that ruled the world to make it end.

"STOP! I'll do anything! Anything! Just stop please!" Her words barely audible as she wept, still pulling against the cuffs in a futile attempt, she was beginning to loose whatever hope she had. She'd go out with him in school, she'd give him money, she'd make sure no one ever touched him again, she'd even suck him off if that would make him stop. Ally, however, was too hysterical to make these offers in attempt to get him off of her, uttering curses beneath her breath.
 
"You don't get it, do you Ally?"

"I'm not doing this because I want you to apologize. I'm not doing this because I want you to go out with me. I don't want anything from you," I said, pushing myself in still further. "No, Ally. I want to teach you a lesson. That people aren't just meaningless toys for you to play with in your twisted life. That people have feelings, we aren't just gonna bend over backwards so you can humiliate us."

"No, Ally. I don't want anything from you. I just have to punish you."
 
Ally fell silent, those tears continuing to stream down her face. She winced each time he pushed back into her, each time he went further, not wanting to hear him say anything other than 'Go home.' But really, had turning him down been that bad? She'd done it to tons of guys before, worse than him, and none of them stalked or kidnapped her. What about Katie, or Jamie, or Michelle, three of her 'superiors' who were only above by a few popular votes? Why hadn't he punished them for laughing? She whimpered, wishing he'd leave her alone, anger boiling in her veins.

"Why don't...we get something straight then, hmm?" She said, trying her best to draw back up that 'Loser' voice. "You see, these's a Scale. There's popular people. And then there's semi-popular. And then there's normals. And then there's strangies." She growled these words, closing her eyes, attempting to hold back that pain he was usering her by shoving so roughly into her tight hole.
"There's freaks. There's nerds. There's dogs. There's dog shit. And then there's you, the wimpy, loser of an idiot who deserves to be in a mental institution. I won't apologize. I won't listen to you. And you can fuck off and die for all I could care."

She yanked roughly against the cuffs, the sharp metal cutting into her wrists. She squirmed beneath him, attempting to make it as difficult as possible on him, without doing anything that drew her out of the line of 'good'.
 
I held myself still. "You still don't get it." as I wrapped my strong hand around her neck. "I'm not here because I'm pissed off at you for rejecting me. In fact, I don't blame you, seeing what I've brought you into. But you didn't just reject me, you humiliated me. And it wasn't just me. Tons of regular guys have asked you out, but you didn't just turn them down politely. You humiliated them too."

I squeezed my hand tightly around her, neck, hearing her choke as I yelled. "You think you're so much better than everyone else. You think because you're popular, you can just treat people however the hell you want. Life's just one big fucking game to you, but now you need to see that your actions have consequences!!" I yelled, letting go of her neck, gasping for air.
 
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