Master bodyguard

[Eiselmann]

Closed for SirLadySnuggles


The old man looked on with a practice eye as another blow came towards his face , he blocked it just in time only to find that a hand had clamped on his free arm like a vice and a leg was moving to kick him off balance. "Enough" he shouted his accent pronouced in his late sixties he was still a man to be reckoned with but the boy had learnt so much so quickly that mastr was in serious danger of being surpassed by student

The boy released the hold and stopped in an instant "I'm getting old"

"No you're not Eli" came the earnest reply the old man knew the words were spoke with genuine care but there was a lie in them as well

"Twenty years ago I would have had you on the floor in moments now I'm not so sure I could get you on the floor at all , thats called getting old Ryan when you doubt what was once certain" the old man shook his head. in truth the boy was the best he'd ever taught and that included almost fourty years in the IDF training men who lived in a world of fear young Ryan barely understood.

"I shall leave now and have some tea besides my favourite cooking show is on and you have a guest "

Ryan turned his face looked at the young girl several feet away, she was a legend in this county she wasn't just the most attractive girl in school she was so far beyond anyones league, he had one class with her but has shared classes with her on and off for years , she'd never spoken to him ...ever.

And yet she was here looking at him intently " Its Krav Maga " he said not mentioning that it was used by the Isreali defense force and that the old man teaching him had been a member of the IDF until old age had driven him to leave Israel and travel to stay with his daughter in the most boring county in America they didn't even have a county fair anymore because the onlyn ones who could afford to fund it refused to...the Walshes owned ninety percent of everything and put make into the comminuty exactly jack shit.

And the last he heard this was Walsh juniors girlfriend

"Can I help you with something" the words came out harsher than he had meant them


Bio Ryan Davis
age 18 just
6 foot blue eyes black hair
He's been learning Krav Magafor almost two years.
He lives with his sister who works for the local police department as a typist, his parents died five years earlier.

At school he's quiet , has some friends but not many doesn't play sports and only belongs to the chesss club

 

[SirLadySnuggles]

She thought she loved him. No, she knew she loved him. She had done everything to make him smile, to make him laugh. He told her to become a Cheerleader, and so, she did. Stupidly, she had let him use and abuse her, thinking he loved her too.

Walsh was a harsh kid, never liking anyone going against him. How the two ended up together, was still shrouded in mystery, but it was something to be expected. Ion , at first, had been.. inimated by the male. He had… brought her into his lifestyle, one could say. Or rather, tricked her into it. she had given him her body, her mind… everything. She had done has he bid, anything to make him proud of her. And for a long while, life was good… even if he sent his friends on her.

Then it all came crashing down. Walsh beat her. Walsh beat her so hard; her brother had to get her to the hospital. Her lip was still cut, her body still somewhat bruised. And if she wasn’t careful, she’d be limping. He had messed her up good, and she had seen him for what he really was now. If only too late. Now, for no reason, he had started to tell tales that she had tried to call the police on him. She never did. Her damn hand hadn’t worked after his number on her.

Her once simple and happy life, had turned into an absolute horror. The small amount of friends she actually had, now stayed away from her. Not that she minded, in fact, she told them too. No need for everyone to suffer her troubles. Ion, as was her simple name, stopped coming to cheer practice, in fact, she had told them she was taking a break for a bit. She went straight home after school and locked every lock, closed every window.

But never did the girl tell anyone of her real problems. She didn’t defend herself, she didn’t do anything. Lately though, things had started to get worse. She felt as though she was being followed, felt as though someone was always watching her. As she turned into the alley, trying to avoid the feeling, her grey eyes widened as she recognized Ryan from school. He always seemed like a nice sort of fellow. Then again, she had never really had a chance to talk to him… at all.

It wasn’t like she tried but her… eyes narrowed… boyfriend at the time, was viciously jealous. She didn’t want to cause any problems. But—her eyes widened as she watched his body move. This was… this was… PERFECT! Her mind began to reel. Maybe he would—

"I shall leave now and have some tea besides my favourite cooking show is on and you have a guest."

Ion tried to hide herself against the wall. Maybe she could disappear? Her eyes met his and the question was answered. No, not at all. Not ever gonna happen.

"Can I help you with something?"

Ion winced, taking a step back. Maybe this was a bad idea but… she needed for once, for once to make her own decision. For once, she was actually asking for help. From a complete stranger no less. Biting her lip, and ignoring the fact the wound open again, she took off her backpack and reached into it, taking out a wad of cash. It was her hard earned money from working. Never had she used the cash Walsh gave her. She usually gave it to the shelter or the orphanage.

“I need a body guard for a bit,” she said, her voice shaking. Her arm was trembling as she held it out to him. “Please, I’ll give you everything I have. I just… I just…” she didn’t cry, enough tears had been shed. “I just need for someone to keep Walsh off me until graduation. Just until then. I’ll pay you on a weekly basis. I’ll do your homework… I’ll… I’ll…” No, she wouldn’t give herself up again.


Name: Ion James
Age: 18
Height: 5’4”
Eyes: Grey
Hair: Black
Extra: Ion has a night job working as a personal assistant in a… ‘night club’. She lives with her older brother and has yet to tell anyone that she may not be attending college.
Appearance: http://gb.fotolibra.com/images/larger-thumbnails/186677-pretty-dark-haired-female-model.jpeg


(OOC: sorry it’s a little rough)

 

[Eiselmann]

Ryan kept the stunned look from his face, he wasn't sure if he was more shocked that she was offering money for protection or that she needed it from Walsh, he'd seen them together often enough at school and she seemed so happy..there were even rumours , school hall boosts that she fucked whoever Walsh told her too....Ryan didn't believe that was true and certainly it seemed Walsh and Ion were finished.

Ryan glanced to the doorway where Eli had just walked into seeking advise but he was engrossed in his cooking show by the sounds of the tv, he looked back at his classmate and saw genuine fear in her eyes and it was strange that he noticed a bit of damage to that prefect face.

He had no fear of Walsh and his friends but he certainly didn't want any problems with them...all he wanted was a quiet life until he joined the Marines after graduation.

Moments passed and he still hadn't responded "Put your money away Ion, if I help you it won't be for money or homework " Ryan walked closer to Ion the wounds clear now and the most painful ones lay behind those pleading eyes "I don't want to be anyones bodyguard Ion ,I'm a high school student not Kevin Costner but I think we can help each other"

Ryans eyes looked behind Ion and spotted a familar person accross the road ,one of Walsh's group of friends, a bullish jock his eyes venom and a wide smirk on his face, he was on a cell phone and it didn't take an Einstein to figure out who was on the other end of the phone.

"Come with me " Ryan said to the cheerleader he needed a place of privacy a place away form Eli and the flak the old man would receive if he got involved, there was a small enclave at the end of this alleyway and except for random bits of rubbish no one could see what was going on...the drunks and the druggies were still a few hours away from using the place to zone out.

As he looked back to check Ion was following he spoted her shadow put his phone away ,the smirk if anything bigger. " A boyfriend would protect you , thats what you need Ion and I need a girlfriend and if I'm going to have one I might as well have the hottest...thats my price" he didn't feel great about that , boyfriends and girlfriends should be a natural progression but he didn't seem to have much of a choice but to be involved in this girl's problems and he damm sure wanted a girlfriend and he'd do this only for his girlfriend.


In the distance the sound of high powered cars could be heard.

 

[SirLadySnuggles]

Ion was scared when he didn’t answer for a moment or two. Her arm was growing tired of holding the money and she certainly wanted to get home soon. Wiping her eyes clean, she waited for his answer. If he wanted more… she’d find a way to get more. Surely the bank would give her a loan? Probably, he was just stunned. After all, why would a girl like her as for help from a guy like him? In short, desperate.

"Put your money away Ion, if I help you it won't be for money or homework,” he spoke. Relief shown through her eyes, a moment later, that fear again. He… he wasn’t going to ask her… was he? He wouldn’t do that! SHE wouldn’t do that! As he moved closer, she took a few steps back. "I don't want to be anyone’s bodyguard Ion. I'm a high school student not Kevin Costner but I think we can help each other."

“H-help?” she tilted her head. He didn’t want to be her bodyguard? Confusion danced through her eyes. What in the world was he thinking of then? She put her money back into her backpack, slinging it carefully over her shoulders. Grey eyes studied him, as if deciding whether or not he was trustworthy. Or rather, if he would do—
"Come with me," he told her. She nodded, easily obeying, used to being told what to do. Instinctively she reached out toward his back, but stopped bringing her hand back to herself. No, he wasn’t like that. He wasn’t twisted like Walsh, and that was the hardest thing to believe in. Regardless, she’d rather go with Ryan, than stay with… that bastard. Her steps were unsure, unsteady but firm. She stopped a few feet away from him, her eyes baring into his once more. What was he going to say? And why did they have to move?

" A boyfriend would protect you, that’s what you need Ion and I need a girlfriend and if I'm going to have one I might as well have the hottest...that’s my price,” he said. Straight and simple. She wondered if there was something she was missing but… for some reason, Ion didn't think that he was the type to have hidden agendas. And she certainly would not be sleeping with him. Not at all. In fact, she figured she had quite enough sex for her lifetime and the lifetime of several nuns. Or so, if felt like that. Then again, Walsh... was a lot to handle. ... in every aspect of life.

She could hear the sound of a car roaring. She… she knew that roar! No! How? When? She had taken all sorts of turns! Maybe... maybe it was just... not home. Just sounded like him. Her heart raced, fear spiking her blood once more. Could she risk the chance? Doe like eyes stared up and nodded. At this moment, her classmate was the only person she could trust. “Fine, it’s a deal,” she said, holding her hand out, ignoring the roaring that was coming closer. “Thank you… Ryan.”

 

[Eiselmann]

Ryan shook the hand "Deal" and then he turned and continued to walk to the enclave teh sound of cars getting closer. She was stunning and like every male in their class year he'd wanted to be with her, but she was damaged as well and that would have to be repaired.

They reached the enclave just as the sound of car's stopped, Ryan lookd back and saw three...no four guys looking back it him.

"Stay behind me and against the far wall don't move until its over" with that Ryan switched her out of his mind and focused the sound of running footsteps grew louder until four stood against one.

Walsh was six foot and his body hardened by gym work, he was a typical alpha male confidentin who he was and what he was, next to him Graham Hanson a stocky wrestler for the school at least he had been , in the last year he'd discovered a lot of the benefits of being a friend of Walsh namely ,quality pussy, John Minto was on the other side of Walsh a giant footballer with massive hands and last , Leon Nguyen he was rumoured to be a black belt in several martial arts.

'I don't know you, don't want to ,its her I want " Walsh said

"I'm her boyfriend " Ryan said calmly

"Sure sparkey what ever you say ,bitch is a fucking slut, every guy here has fucked her, did she tell you about the gangbang after homecoming ,seventeen guys was it bitch and you wanted more "Walsh smirked " yeah I remember what you screamed 'more cock need more cock' he added sarcastically

Then turning his attention to Ryan " So just fuck off guy she ain't worth it"

Ryan didn't move just then Leon moved quickly very quickly the first blow almost caught Ryan in the side of his head but he blocked and was already moving his spare arm up while his blocking arm grapped Leon wrist the crunch of bone breaking filled the enclave and Leon screamed as he fell in pain Ryan kicked him in the side of the head and was slient.

Still Ryan was moving as the massive Minto took a brutish but unskilled swing Ryan countered with a hard punch to the big guys throat which brought searing pain the the footballers face and he tried desparately to get air in to his lungs... Graham Hanson changed and took Ryann in a westling hold trying to pin Ryans arms to his side and strenght for strenght that worked but Ryan had other weapons his feet kicked the shins of Graham from force and while it took several kicks trying which Walsh had punched him in the face so that blood spilled from a cut lip the sound of a breaking lower leg filled the air , released Ryan sent a swift and massive kick the Grahams balls , the westler crumpled.

Then he turned to Walsh "Don't want any trouble you can keep the bitch she's not that good a fuck anyway just you know ,we're cool man" Ion's ex said rapidly walking backwards hands up open palmed

"Yeah we're cool" Ryan said and a fist fell in the air and landed on pretty boys nose braking it "Now"

He turned to Ion "we should leave and I think we need to talk my place isn't far"

 

[SirLadySnuggles]

"Stay behind me and against the far wall don't move until its over.”

Ion didn’t have to be told twice. She pressed herself against it, her backpack a rather poor cushion. As she saw Walsh walk down, her eyes watched the four males walk down. But her gaze locked onto Walsh. With every step, her stomach tightened, her hands turned into fists. Words failed her completely.

'I don't know you, don't want to ,its her I want "

No, her mind screamed. Never again.

"I'm her boyfriend " Ryan said calmly

"Sure Sparky, whatever you say ,bitch is a fucking slut, every guy here has fucked her, did she tell you about the gangbang after homecoming ,seventeen guys was it bitch and you wanted more "Walsh smirked " yeah I remember what you screamed 'more cock need more cock'”

“That wasn’t me,” she muttered under her breath. What she actually screamed was NO more cock. If she had, then she must’ve blacked out. And she was no slut! Well, if she was, Ion crossed her arms rebellious, it was all Walsh’s fault. For now, she needed to blame someone else.

" So just fuck off guy she ain't worth it"

Ion reacted as she always did. Not worth it. She didn’t say anything against it. Instead, she watched, wondering if maybe… it was a bad idea. Maybe, she shouldn’t—“Ryan!” She could see Leon about to hit the kid. But she under estimated Ryan. She underestimated him completely. He was fast, he was smart and he knew what he was doing. This wasn’t just some after school sport. This was… Ion didn’t know for her. But what she did know that this was specialized.

All three fell like flies. It was amazing. She almost walked over to inspect, but remembered Ryan’s order. ‘Stay there.’ And stay she did. He turned to Walsh… only to her him strike her down more. “Don't want any trouble you can keep the bitch she's not that good a fuck anyway just you know ,we're cool man.” But he was leaving, fast. His hands were that in a surrender. A relieved smile graced her face. Her body sagged. Walsh was leaving.


"Yeah we're cool" Ryan said. A moment later, a sickening nose could be heard. She looked up only to see blood leak from his nose. "Now." He turned to Ion "We should leave and I think we need to talk my place isn't far."

Ion nodded, pushing off the wall, her eyes looking around at the mess created. She stood close to his back, not touching, but close enough she could hide behind him. This was… this was the kind of protection she needed. Just until graduation. Then she’d go. Faraway. Carefully, her hand reached for the end of his shirt, holding onto it softly. She didn’t want to mess it up.

“Ryan…” She had no idea where he lived.

 

[Eiselmann]

Eli caught sight of Ryan walking by with blood on his face, frowning the old man got up from his chair , his tv programme forgotten about by the time he got to his door Ryan was out of sight he had seen the girl disappear or more correctly her backpack .

Frowning he looked down the alley way and saw a body, walking quickly he encountered an all to familar scene, he walked to the young man holding his nose blood all other his hands and face.

"Here" Eli said as he reached the young man and pushed away his hands with foce he corrected the nose , pain seered into Walsh for a moment but his breathing improved "Thanks" Walsh said

"You are lucky" Eli said quietly

"what you call this luck "

"Oh yes had he wante to really hurt you you would be waking in a hospital you wouyld do well not to confront him again"

'Whys that" Walsh said a mix of sarcasm and fear along with a very sore nose made his voice sound funny.

"Because I know what he is capable of he is unlike anything you have encountered before if you face him again it will only bring you more pain" Eli walked away now unlike martial arts for defence only what Ryan knew was how to deal with ....what was the term ...his mind searched for the English version and found it...yes Ryan was trained to deal with 'fucked up situations'

It took two minutes to reach the apartment building it was a nice enogh area and the neighbours were good but it was still nothing compared to the finer properties less than a mile down the road.

Opening the apartment door revealed a living room with doors to a bathroom, a kitchen and two bedrooms , it was clean and tidy, his sister liked order and Ryan was no longer used the floor as storage area.

"Sorry I just have to deal with this lip " he automatically took ofhis shirt revealing a toned muscled body thanks to hours of training.

"People say horrible things when they are mad so all that stuff he said I doubt its true and even if it is its not for me to tell you how to live" he turned a tap on "but I will be honest ...really honest I'm not graduating a virgin if we do this boyfriend girlfriend thing it needs to be real."

He touched a cloth to his lip and frowned he had more scars on his body than this little nick but he was wondering two things....are did I get in this mess ?and when am I going to get my dick in this girl?..everything had a price as he began to clean blood from his face.

 

[SirLadySnuggles]

"Sorry I just have to deal with this lip "

Ion just stood there, letting him do what he will on her. She didn’t respond as he cleaned his lip. She turned her head away. “Your home is pretty,” she smiled, looking at the photographs. She held on to the straps of her backpack. In there she had stashed a change of clothes, money… essentials. Stopping in front of a picture, she reached her hand out to pick it up and study it for a moment. There was Ryan… a much younger Ryan, and someone who looked like a relative. He looked so cute as a little boy.

"People say horrible things when they are mad so all that stuff he said I doubt its true and even if it is its not for me to tell you how to live" he turned a tap on.

“I’d… rather not talk about Walsh,” she muttered under her breath. Right now… she wanted to sleep. Just fall onto her bed and sleep. A yawn escaped her lips. “It’s not for you to butt your head into. I don’t intend on reliving it.” And I don’t need you judging me, she thought, turning her attention the area around her. She had migrated toward him, unknowingly as she studied the room she just finished exploring.

“But I will be honest ...really honest I'm not graduating a virgin if we do this boyfriend girlfriend thing it needs to be real."

Her eyes widened, then an empty smile crept up, her lips slightly parted. “Everything has a price,” she muttered under her breath, shaking her head. “I was wondering when this was coming up.” She leaned next the door the door frame, her arms crossed as the backpack hung off one arm. Her body shivered for what felt like the millionth time that night. “Do forgive me if I am unable to do it tonight, I wasn’t expecting to-“ she didn’t even dare say the word, instead just pretending no word would fit there, “-tonight.”

She paused, blinking a confused look on her face. “Wait… you’re a virgin?” she asked, her voice sounding in disbelief. Then she put her hand on her face and laughed silently. Oh this was perfect. This was absolutely perfect! Ion had no idea if she was being sarcastic or not. First off, she was no teacher in sex. And second off… a realization dawned on her. Perhaps… he had no idea what… what… a smile graced her face. A real smile. One of utter joy. He’d have no idea what Walsh was like in bed, right?

“So I’m guessing you’ve only used the internet and movies, right?” she asked, curious. Not that she had ever seen them herself. At the time, Walsh was just enough for her. Ion crouched down to the ground, wrapping her arms loosely around her knees, her finger tips barely touching. “So, how do typical boyfriend-girlfriend thing work?”

 

[Eiselmann]

He turned alowly to look at her, "Yeah I'm a virgin and I don't expect to have sex tonight so you don't have to worry " a hint of anger in his voice "as for the internet and movies" a touch of a smile hit his face "Not here anyway , my sister would kill me"

"Look I don't...I don't know how this boyfriend girlfriend thing works I haven't had a girlfriend since I was ten and even then it only lasted two days" he looked at her sitting on the floor knees drawn up there was so much fear in this beauty "Look was have what three months to graduation we spend time together we hold hands , we kiss we try to find something in each other that matters and yes at some point we make love"


He walked over to Ion and crouched down so that his eyes were almost level with hers. "Ion I'm not a monster , I'm not hurt you and I will protect you, keep you save. However I am a guy ...I'm a teenage male and all I think about is one thing I'm not going to apologise for being who I am" He sighed

"My sister will be home soon its pizza night you're welcome to stay or I can walk you home, no pressure , when we do have sex it'll be when you're ready , I just want you to accept thats what I want...when the time is right" a part of him wanted to say if I'm going to protect you form a guy you fucked the least you can do is let me fuck you but he left that unsaid.

The door opened and in walked a young woman attractive tall and brunette she turned her share of heads but had no one in her life , under Ryan graduated a boyfriend just meant too many bodies in the apartment "Hi Ryan"

"HI Sarah " Ryan said "this is my girlfriend Ion"

Sarah looked around the corner "You have girlfriend wow" shock in her voice "Wow" she added spying Ion "You okay dear" she asked concern in her voice

 

[SirLadySnuggles]

“Not here anyway, my sister would kill me,” he told her.

Ion cracked another smile and shook her head. That was funny. Cute, but still moreso funny.

"Look I don't...I don't know how this boyfriend girlfriend thing works I haven't had a girlfriend since I was ten and even then it only lasted two days,” he said. Ion blinked. Two days? Aw, she felt… bad for him. Not all that much, but still. "Look we have, what, three months to graduation we spend time together we hold hands , we kiss we try to find something in each other that matters and yes at some point we make love."

Well, Ryan was certainly being blunt about it. That was actually nice for a change. He meant what he meant. Or at least, tonight he did. With Walsh, she generally had to think about what he said… in which then he called her slow or made fun of her. And such the stupidity of staying with him. She could only supposed she had been blind to his faults. Oh well, she was moving on now.

"Ion I'm not a monster , I'm not going to hurt you and I will protect you, keep you save. However I am a guy ...I'm a teenage male and all I think about is one thing I'm not going to apologise for being who I am," he said. Why… did he sound so bloody reasonable?! She couldn’t deal with men like that!

“Well, when generally that’s said to me, it means right now,” she shrugged. “Instinctive for me I guess. Sorry. I never said you were a monster anyway. Besides, who says you had to bloody apologize?” Oh dear, Ion felt as though she was making a mess of things. Biting her lip, looked up at him.

"My sister will be home soon its pizza night you're welcome to stay or I can walk you home, no pressure , when we do have sex it'll be when you're ready , I just want you to accept thats what I want...when the time is right"

Yeah, she thought, the time will be once I get the hell out of here. But she had no intention of telling him that. Sure, Ion would try, she would really try. But she wasn’t promising anything. There were… celibate couples out there, weren’t there? Just one? Well, then it would be them.

A tall brunette walked in, carrying pizza. “Hi Ryan,” she greeted. Ah, his was probably the sister then. She could see the resemblance between the two.

“Hi Sarah,” he greeted back. “This is my girlfriend Ion.”

“You have a girlfriend, wow.” There was shock in that voice. Ion stilled at the words. She didn’t want to cause any more trouble. “Wow…. You okay dear?” Ion touched her spilt lip and nodded, giving the woman a warm smile.

“I apologize for intruding like this,” she began standing up, but didn’t hold her hand out. “And for causing you concern, but I’m quite alright. I was just stopping by to see if Ryan had my Math book.” She lied, not wanting anyone else to know. Or if they did know, she didn’t want to talk about. She bent down to pick up her backpack, slinging it over her shoulders. “I’ll be going now, no need to walk me home. Bye Ryan, see you at school!” Ion waved good bye, acting like a shy girlfriend before she made her escape outside. It was hard to walk calmly away from the apartment. Right now, she wanted to go home, take a bath and sleep.

She was already two hours late from when she promised her brother she’d be back. Hopefully, he wouldn’t be too mad.

 

[Eiselmann]

"One!!"

"One" Walsh said with a touch of anger.

"One kid did this to all four of you" Walsh father asked in shock.

"I said that, Ion set him on us I've no idea why she would do something like that, she's been weird since her accident I mean it was bad enough she dumped me, I don't know why she hates me"

"I'm calling the police and her brother" his dad said resolutely

"NO" Walsh said a little too loudly

"No , I can't ignore this and what of your friends parents, two of them are still in hospital they'll want something done about this person who attacked you"

"Let me deal with it Dad, please I don't want Ion to get in trouble she's obviously having a tough time and I still love her...please" a slight whine in his voice the old man could never deny him, hard nosed businessman was putty in his sons hands.

When the old man left his room Walsh reached out and picked up a phone and dailed a number
"Jacob I want you to ring everyone I want them at school meet me in the usual place, don't bother ringing Graham and Leon they won't be around...is your sister there" he asked " Your older one idiot I'm feeling horny " he listened to the response "Is her friend fuckable" he frowned " I don't care if she's married tell her to come over with your sister"

The following morning Ryan reached school and waited at the main entrance for Ion they had the one shared class first up and then a senior assembly and he wanted his boyfriend .girlfriend expereicne to begin , just being near Ion would change his school life .of course he didn't lose sight they he was also meant to protect her and with that in mind he knew there would be reprocussiond from yesterdays events...people like Walsh lived in the world of Will...if I will it, it shall happen...and when it doesn't they start to do really stupid things.

 

[SirLadySnuggles]

Ion had jumped into bed, ignoring her brother’s questions. Oh, he’d received a call from Walsh’s father. And all Atom was could say was that… he knew nothing about it. He had to play dumb, to get anywhere. Even to keep his sister safe. Ion didn’t scream, even if she wanted too. Her focus was to get some sleep.
“Ion,” her brother began, leaning against the door frame. They looked identical, from their eyes to their faces. “Just tell me… why is Walsh still after you?”

Ion slowly sat up, looking at the one person she could trust. The one person who had never asked anything from her. And she had never asked anything from him. “Don’t worry about it,” she smiled softly. “It’s just Walsh playing his usual games. Go back to sleep brother.”



It was morning and as usual, Ion crept her way onto the school grounds, sneaking and hiding, not using the usual entrances. She saw many fellow students’ faces filled with pity. This angered her. She didn’t want their damned pity! Ion muttered under her breath, her black hair pulled into a high ponytail. She threw her backpack over the fence before climbing it, looking to make sure Walsh and his goons were around.

She landed on her feet with a soft thud. Being a cheerleader helped. A lot. She saw Ryan and waved, a huge smile on her face as she ran toward him. She only stopped a foot away from him. Her hands trembling, she smiled geninuely. “Hey, sorry I’m late… had to a take a detour,” she greeted, not sure whether or not to touch him. Her eyes went to his lip and she winced. “Does anything still hurt? You were completely awesome last night. I had no idea you could do what you did. Then again…”

She shrugged, ignoring the pain. “Hey… thanks for doing this for me. I know I may not be giving you much but… you don’t know what it means to me.” She took another small step, went on her toes and kissed his cheek softly. “Figured, you know, normal couples did that. Oh, do you mind if I don’t go to the assembly? I have a meeting with the guidance counselor then. I mean, you can walk me if you want, but—“ she waved her hand. As long as she talked she didn’t need to tremble, she didn’t have to think about what had happened to her. “You know how they can be. Anyway, your sister is real nice. You two look a lot alike.”

She then started to talk about the weather, desperate. “Sorry… sorry, I should probably shut up now,” she said, scratching the back of her head. Ion wore the clothes she had on yesterday. They didn’t smell bad, and they weren’t dirty so she figured they were still clean. And she didn’t have any new injuries. “So tell me, how was your pizza?”

Students that passed by the two, started to whisper and talk, rumors starting to spread about the two being together. Ion looked at them out of the corner of her eye. Sometimes, she used her popularity to her advantage.

 

[Eiselmann]

Walsh frowned as he watched Ion and this mystery guy meet " Anyone know who he is?" silence and then ..

"Yeah I share history with him his names Bryan or Ryan or something like that doesn't talk much" Sarah Winters said, she was a tall blond and a in cheerleader uniform , not because she was one but because Walsh liked her in it, her legs opened on Walsh's command and she couldn't understand why Ion, who had been a friend for years was such a bitch about everything.

"Okay well we know who he is lets find out all we can about him" Walsh turned his back as Ion and Bryan/Ryan entered the school. "Everyone clear about what needs to be done this morning" he got nods and smiled broadly then winced his nose heavily taped still fucking hurt.

Ryan tried not to smile as see rambled , amazed that she was actually move nervous than he was but then he realised that maybe many of the nerves arose from Walsh, he didn't have a clear idea of what was going on and what she had experienced and that was in part why he wanted to talk to her last night.

"Ion" he said suddenly "the pizza was great" he said after a delay of a few seconds "my sister is wonderful and I really hope you get to know her." Ryan put his hand out the met one of Ion's " And I'll happily walk with you to the guidance counselor because you know what besides what I'm doing for you , I also want to spend time with you"

Why are you taking detours to get to school...Walsh was the obvious answer and that pissed Ryan off....before the days end he would suggest that he pick Ion up at her house and walk to school with her...like a boyfriend girlfriend.

History class went by and the glances they gave each other reinforced the rumours that Ion had a new man. Sarah missed that class she was busy elsewhere.

When the bell rang to end class students were greeted with hundreds of flyers attached to walls doors and lockers.

Ion 'cumslut' James

How many guys has Ion fucked? is it 1 ,10, or 58

How many guys has Ion fucked in a single night ? is it 1, 5 or 17

How many cum filled pussies has she licked clean is it 1 , 2 or 5

Gentlemen we present the biggest slut in the school all you need to get between those legs is say "Master wants you ,open your legs for master and all the ache will go away"

Walsh smiled as he watched flyers being read over and over again ....he'd dumped the bitch as his girlfriend but he was still her master ,would always be her master , if she was smart enough to get the message then he had plans for her , and if she too thick to get it he'd destroy her and the prick she'd hooked up with.

 

[SirLadySnuggles]

"Ion," he said suddenly, "the pizza was great.” She tilted her head during the delay. "My sister is wonderful and I really hope you get to know her." She held onto his outstretched hand, a smile on her face. "And I'll happily walk with you to the guidance counselor because you know what besides what I'm doing for you, I also want to spend time with you."




Ion was fine during History, throwing glances his way to make the rumor more believable. Everything was going just fine… until she saw the flyers everywhere. Bending, she picked one up. No… no… not this. Not this again. She crumpled the paper in her hands, as students around watched her. No one even dared open their mouths as she looked… heartbroken. There was no anger. There was no fury. Then she opened her mouth. “Well, wouldn’t you know,” she put on a fake smile, “Looks like a rather nasty prank on me. Good job to the person who did it. I must say though, I’m much too short and small to do any of this.”

It still hurt though, but she was barely managing to brush it aside. “So, if anyone thinks of telling me this, I’ll get Ryan to kick your fucking asses,” she growled the last part. Sure, beat a person while they’re down. She could handle a lot. But when it came to this… her own personal life (the poster was a lie anyway), it was one step too far. Feeling stupid, but too enraged over what happened last night, she spat out, “Walsh just jealous that he can’t last longer than thirty seconds.”

Oh shit.

Ion fled for the main office. Hopefully, she would be safely in the guidance counselors room before her outburst hit him. She didn’t check to see if Ryan was following, instead, just grabbing his hand and dragging him along. Once in the main, she waved bye him, gave him a peck on the cheek and disappeared down the hall. Victory soared through her blood, her mind on high. This was… this was the first time she had ever gone against him. Really, herself, gone against him.


The blackette smiled and jumped in victory as she walked toward Mrs. Dooner’s door. Her knuckles lightly rapped against the wood. “Mrs. Dooner? I’m here,” she said. “May I come in?”

“Oh, yes deary, do come in,” the woman said. Ion entered, smiling happily as she was motioned to sit down. “You see, my dear, last night, I received a call from a very distressed parent. Apparently, you sent a young man to beat them up. Is it true?”

Ion shook her head. “N-no. I swear, I didn’t ask anyone—“

“I believe you child,” the woman smiled warmly. “I know you aren’t the one who goes around asking for people to help you hurt others. But, to tell you the truth, I wouldn’t mind if you beat Walsh to a pulp. He’s a limey git anyway.” Both females chuckled. “Cheer up, sweetheart. Come, you can stay in my office until the assembly’s over. I’m afraid that Walsh might be one of the main speakers.”

Ion’s smile fell. “Oh… is that why you called me in here?” she asked.

“Not at all, I just wanted to say, I found a few scholarships for you. Try them out. Until next time, little Ion,” Mrs. Dooner smiled and waved her goodbye. The blackette closed the door behind her and decided that it would be best to go to the assembly. If this was only the beginning, she wanted to know what exactly would come here way. She couldn’t always be afraid… right? But Walsh…

He was the kind of lover that made you afraid of him. “Oh, hey Ryan. It was shorter than I thought, ready to go to the assembly?” She was hardly gone ten minutes. Surely nothing could have happened in that span of time, right?

 

[Eiselmann]

Walsh stood at the podium behind him eight teachers sat facing the senior class, the teachers were all female and had been hired by Walsh's fater who was the Head of the schools PTA and each woman had been given Walsh's seal of approval because he'd asked one question during their interveiw ..".do you have a problem fucking students"...most had said yes until it was explained to them that there only employment opportunities in the state lay at this school and fucking students on Walsh's command.

Walsh was class President , he smiled as he watched Ion and her new man show up sitting near the back. "Okay everyone just wanted to remind you that Tomorrow night , Friday night is senior class study night. Our Headmaster has kindly allowed the senior class to take advantage of the school resources to study for our finals coming up and as you alll kow this is complusory if you are not here the hole night you will not graduate. "

He paused the head master had to be pressured to make that condition but it was always key never more so considering recent developments. "We also have eight teachers who have agreed to give up their time for us so take advantage of them" he looked at many of the faces in front of him knowing full well these teachers weren't going to get much teaching done.


"Now there is something else I feel I need to say during last period someone posted flyers stating that my good friend and ex girlfriend was a slut , know I want whoever did this to realsie this is a horrible thing to do and most definately not true I mean I'm the only guy here who has fucked her." Silence....then one of Walsh's friends stood up " I did" another stood " I did" and then thirty guys stood up almost in unison a mass "I did" followed by several more guys and a few girls.
And as each person stood up the word "slut' could be heard until it became a chant.

Lets get out of here Ryan said grasping Ion's hand and leaving the assembly his anger raising he walked down a corridr towards the administration area , when Walsh appearred.

"Ah you two thought I might have a chat , the teachers are keeping everyone else in the hall for five minutes, Man" he said addressing Ryan " I have no problem with you even after yesterday I mean shit happens right so I want to make you an offer....in that hall are sixty females ,teachers and students ,you can have any three until graduation they 'll fuck you do what every you want them to do all you have to do is walk away"

"NOt going to happen Walsh" Ryan said firmly

"Yeah I figured you'd say that being the hero and all but the offer had to be made. " he smirked " I notice that you didn't stand up ...am I to understand that after your heroics Ion didn't put out...shit I would have put money on her inviting a few girlfriends to join her in showing how grateful she was for your protection" Walsh sighed then continued "You know I'm a reasonable sort and I admire you Ryan your a brave person so I'm going to do you two favours...one I've arranged for you both to have the rest of the day off school so you can get to know each other so much better...infact you'll be pleased to hear that until 4:30pm tomorrow no one will give you or Ion shit" he smiled now " I mean that no games until 4:30 then all bets are off....and secondly I'm going to give you the key to opening those legs , see she likes a little gain called master and servant you get her to call you master and you can order her to do anything you like and she'll do it" Walsh looked at Ion " that right my little whore"

A flash of movement and Walsh was holding his nose "You broke my fucking nose again"

When Walsh staggered away Ryan turned to Ion "Is what he said right ...all I have to do is get you to call me master"?


In the assembly Jessica Elway watched with horror at the treatment of Ion but said nothing , she couldn't, her husband didn't work and she needed this job and while she liked fucking young boys she liked earning her paycheck even more still there was a limted to what she was willing to take and Friday night Ion and Ryan would need as much help as they could get , who knew what Walsh had planned...besides Ryan was the only hot senior she hadn't fucked and she really wanted that cock in her...her mind made up she would help them, for a price, the 6 ft tall blonde stood and called the assembly to order

 

[SirLadySnuggles]

"Okay everyone just wanted to remind you that Tomorrow night , Friday night is senior class study night. Our Headmaster has kindly allowed the senior class to take advantage of the school resources to study for our finals coming up and as you alll kow this is complusory if you are not here the hole night you will not graduate.”

Ion froze. Well then, she wasn’t going to graduate. She didn’t mind becoming a high school dropout. Seriously, it was becoming more and more favorable compared to the treatment she received here. Her body still and female sitting on the other side of her, offered a small smile. Some people, her one of her close friends (who she told to say away because of Walsh), knew what was what and what was really happening.

"We also have eight teachers who have agreed to give up their time for us so take advantage of them"

“More like, make them fuck you,” Ion muttered under her breath.

"Now there is something else I feel I need to say during last period someone posted flyers stating that my good friend and ex girlfriend was a slut , know I want whoever did this to realsie this is a horrible thing to do and most definately not true I mean I'm the only guy here who has fucked her." Silence....then one of Walsh's friends stood up " I did" another stood " I did" and then thirty guys stood up almost in unison a mass "I did" followed by several more guys and a few girls.

She was shaking and shivering, wrapping her arms around her, not saying anything. At least he didn’t hear the thirty seconds that flew from her mouth. Maybe if she could stand up for her self more often but… she didn’t want anyone to know about her stays at the hospital. No, she needed to save that for when she would finally bring herself free of this damn town. Ion’s old friend, touched her shoulder gently. “Hey, here are my car keys, take my baby out for a spin, would ya?” she smiled up at Ion. “I never believe a word he’s saying.”

They looked at each other even as the chats of ‘Slut’ echoed in the air. Not everyone was saying it, but they really couldn’t raise their fits toward Walsh either. All they could do was secretly help. “Let get out of here,” Ryan grasped her hand and she waved good bye to her friend. Ion would never forget this as she held the car keys tightly in her hand. But she froze as she saw…

"Ah you two thought I might have a chat , the teachers are keeping everyone else in the hall for five minutes, Man" he said addressing Ryan " I have no problem with you even after yesterday I mean shit happens right so I want to make you an offer....in that hall are sixty females ,teachers and students ,you can have any three until graduation they'll fuck you do what every you want them to do all you have to do is walk away"


"NOt going to happen Walsh" Ryan said firmly.

Ion looked at Ryan with wide eyes. He was… seriously going to stay with her? A small smile danced across her face. He really was one of a kind. Cooling her gaze, she looked over at Walsh… what was he planning?
"Yeah I figured you'd say that being the hero and all but the offer had to be made. " he smirked " I notice that you didn't stand up ...am I to understand that after your heroics Ion didn't put out...shit I would have put money on her inviting a few girlfriends to join her in showing how grateful she was for your protection."

“You asshole,” Ion muttered, so he couldn’t hear. “They were your friends.”

Walsh sighed then continued "You know I'm a reasonable sort and I admire you Ryan you’re a brave person so I'm going to do you two favors...one I've arranged for you both to have the rest of the day off school so you can get to know each other so much better...in fact you'll be pleased to hear that until 4:30pm tomorrow no one will give you or Ion shit."

I on did not like what she was hearing, her body thrumming with energy. She wanted to get out—now. She didn’t want to know what the second offer was, in fact, sometime told her Walsh would just break her down right now.

He smiled now " I mean that no games until 4:30 then all bets are off....and secondly I'm going to give you the key to opening those legs, see she likes a little game called master and servant. Get her to call you master and you can order her to do anything you like and she'll do it" Walsh looked at Ion " that right my little whore—“

Surprise flashed onto her face and she took a step back, not wanting to be in anyone’s view. She didn’t look at Ryan as she backed into the lockers, continuing to stare in fear, in surprise… in utter horror at the words that were said. No… she didn’t want him to find out right away! She didn’t want…. It never mattered what she wanted, right? Wasn’t that what Walsh had said?

A flash of movement and Walsh was holding his nose "You broke my fucking nose again"

Ion wished it was her who broke his nose a second time. But she didn’t say anything. Leaning her head against the lockers, she squeezed her eyes shut as Walsh walked by.

When Walsh staggered away Ryan turned to Ion "Is what he said right ...all I have to do is get you to call me master?”

Ion let out a bark of laughter, her body trembling once more. “No, that’s not all you have to do,” she replied. “I just don’t call you master and I open my legs. He… let’s just say, I didn’t know who he was or what he was capable of. I just thought you know… he just had too big an ego. And stupidly, like a dummy, I agreed to go out with him. I didn’t know about this stuff until one night, he called me over to his house—drunk as hell. He… he… he started with those damn mind games. Told me that he owed his friends a lot of money… said that he had no idea how to pay them back.”

She looked up at Ryan. “Classic story I guess. By Sophomore year, I was under his thumb. I did anything he asked—almost anything. I put him before my own needs. The worst part was, I did this all on my own—I was happy to put him before me. But… he’s… a violent lover who doesn’t understand the word ‘no.’” When she had tried to leave him the first time, afraid of Walsh, he had said he was sorry, apologized several times. Promised it would never happen again. Now, it had come to this.

Ion turned to Ryan. “I… I only know how to play by those rulers. I don’t think I can ever return into being a normal lover, whatever that may be. But I’ll be damned if I call another man master just so he can get in between my legs.,” her eyes were glistening, not telling him the full story. She had many accounts on being on the wrong side of Walsh’s fists. The time she had refused to pay with her body… well, the sights weren’t pretty. She had been afraid of all his friends… much bulkier and taller than her small frame. Taking his hand, she started to drag him toward the chemistry room.