Sweet Revenge

Amanda Webber

It took her a week before she finally did come out of her room. Telling her family she was sick. By the 7th day they threatened to break down her door if she didnt emerge.
She was bombarded with questions, and demands to her bruises. She made up lame excuses, that she had fallen the other night after the prom, while making her way home.
She went back to school for the last week. She never did run into Kevin the last week, but many people snickered behind her back, And pointed often. her best friend told her what was going on, and Mandy felt her heart harden further. Kevin had told everyone in full detail his side of the story. And how she had begged him to fuck her in all ways imaginable. She felt cold all over, and spent most of the day in the girls bathroom throwing up her lunch.
The last day of school and graduation as she stood at the Poduim accepting the valedictorian, she spotted him in the crowd, and caught his wicked smile and his wink. She almost cried right then and there, but managed to get off the stage and home.
She walked home and the first thing she did was rip his picture out of her year book with a knife.
"Someday you will pay you worthless pile of shit!"
She packed it into the box, with her prom dress, underwear, bra, corsage and his picture.



..4 Months later -Yale


She hadnt been eating well since she got to Yale, and was feeling very weak. She got heavy into drugs and alcohol, trying to drowned out the memories of Prom night.
So it was no surprise when she arrived at the emergency room, from collasping in Law 101, in pain and crying.
She passed out when it became too much for her to bare. The pain was terrible and deep inside her body.

She awoke to the doctor and nurse talking.
She could only hear bits and pieces...
"Miscarriage...... appears she was violently raped... Nothing could be done.... We should call.....tell her later......Ok doctor..."
She tried to wake up but she was heavily sedated.
The next time she came to, her parents were there.
"Mandy? darling? its Daddy.."
She felt tears fall down her cheeks.
Kevin had gotten her pregnant that fearful night. And she had lost her baby. She felt a rage inside her build to unheard of porportions.
"the doctors say...." His voice broke he was crying.
"They say you were.. raped?"
She shook her head.
"No daddy.. Im fine.." She denied it, Kevin's threat still fresh in her mind.
"You were pregnant..?"
"I didnt know daddy... I swear i didnt.." She cried deep lurching sobs, and reached for his hand.
"Its alright baby.. we'll take care of you.."
"Daddy.. I want to come home.. I dont want to go to Yale anymore..." She cried harder, until finally the nurse made them leave.
"You cant upset her like this Mr and Mrs Webber. it isnt good for her healing process.. Please give her some time..."
They left and Amanda never felt so heart broken. She cried most of the night and into the next morning. For the pain, his threats, her parents, herself, and the loss of a baby.. a life she didnt know was growing inside her.
"Oh god.. Kevin you will pay... you will..!"


She was never quite right after that, but she worked her ass off at her job, and went straight home each night. Never once talking to anyone. She discovered her lust for sex and control and she used it often.

She turned into the slut Kevin accused her of being. Using all those around her to learn all about control and pain.

She was on her way to redemption
 
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Amanda

Class of 91' 10 year Reunion Tonight!

It had been 10 years, to the day. Amanda was making herself ready. Her best friend Kate by her side. She was in on it, the whole thing. Kate had even helped Mandy set up the old farm house of her's for the hide out. Mandy could never repay her friend for her help in all of this, but she would try.
"Are you sure Mandy?" her voice was a little afraid.
"Yes Kate, I am sure. There has to be pay back. There has to be revenge Kate! You know what he did to me. You seen it first hand. You seen the marks on me. He did that to me Kate. He must pay, and he will pay. Or should I say his family will pay?"
Mandy turned back to the mirror and applied her make up carefully. She had taken extra care, as she had once long ago, to make herself perfect for tonight. She had spent years perfecting everything. Plotting, arranging. Nothing was going to stop her now. Nothing and No one.
"Did you get the sleeping pills i asked for and the cuffs? Duct tape? Gloves? All the toys on the list in the house? Food stocked up?"
Kate kept shaking her head. "Your three page check list has been rechecked 10 times Mandy. Its all set. Nothing missing."
"Good" her voice was hard as ice and not giving an inch.
"remember to stick with me tonight Kate, I need your help getting him where I need him to be. I cant do it alone, But once he is secured you can go."
Kate nodded again "Yes, I will be there for you." She bent down hugging Mandy "I wish.. never mind.. Good luck tonight. Knock'em dead girl!" Kate silently wished she would give up her quest for revenge and work on her own happiness. But Kate also knew that woulnt happen. Not after all the pain Mandy went through. She sighed and headed out to her car. She would be waiting outside when mandy brought Kevin out with her, hopefully drunk and ready to pass out.

That Night....


The reunion was in full swing. And had been for 3 hours when Amanda showed up. She came alone, aside from Kate waiting outside for her. She dressed in stunning black, form fitting short dress. her legs long and slender, her breasts high and her waist small. She looked better than the day she went to that fateful prom. her hair was in a french knot with little trendrils framing her cherub face. She didnt look older than 21.
She put on her name tag and slowly walked around the old gym. She had to bottles in her hand. One was a plain old beer, and the other doctored beer for Kevin. Heavily laced with sleeping pills. She sat at a table, and patiently waited for her prey to arrive.
The reunion organizers already informed her Kevin was arriving alone. Since each person needed seating arrangements, and places to sit, they had to RSVP 3 months ago.
She knew he was coming alone, and She knew it was just a short matter of time before she got to step one of her plan.
"Come to me Kevin. It is time..."

She smirked to herself, In her car. In the back seat was a neatly wrapped box. And inside that box was some select items. One being a video tape from the front seat of the limo. And guess what was on it?! No idea? Oh, it was the prom night from 1991. With sound too! She had fucked his little driver senseless for 6 months to get that tape. She wound that little bastard around her finger nice and tight too. She had her proof she needed to ruin him completely. She couldnt wait for them to watch it together....
 
Something rumbled, shaking the old Ford dnagerously all over the road. Fucking mechanic. Said it was fixed two weeks ago. He held onto the wheel tightly. After a couple revs of the engine, it shot straight into the night again.
Huge lights began to display the old high school. Ahhh, memories floated back already. He had been a legend here, no, a god actually. An actual God among high school students. Past his prime before twenty.
The mustang found a parking space, and Kevin jumped out. A small pot belly exposed itself, after years of hard drinking it wasn't the only thing that was going. His liver was shot, after only 28.
He combed his hair to the front, trying to cover the receding hairline. Perhaps they wouldn't notice, hell perhaps they would simply pass him by. Who remembered back all those ten years.
A couple truckloads of burboun and scotch had done that job rather nicely.
Kevin walked into the gym, picking out his name tag. He punched it onto his finely tailored suit. He was a drunk, but he was a rich drunk.
Life was already turning into a haze for him. He knew he would be dead within six months. After Cindy had left him last year, he didn't care.
The fucking bitch. She slept with every male servant they had in the mansion. It wasn't that he loved her, it was that she hated him. They had gotten married right out of high school. He pampered her, fucked her, loved her, and possesed her.
She didn't want to be possesed though, she wanted to be a slut.
Well, his lawyers had fucked her over pretty well. She had to be a slut now, just to pay for the bills.
A small smile came to his face.
A few people greeted him, just a simple hello. He nodded, moving over to the bar. Might as well get good and drunk while he's here.
Nothing else important to do.
 
Amanda Webber

She spotted him the moment he walked into the building. God he looked like shit, and old too. She smirked, stupid shit didn't know what was coming. She got up from her chair, making sure to keep the drink she had for him in her left hand.
She walked up behind him setting the beer on the bar before him.
"Care to share a drink with a lady stranger?"
Her voice held a nice tone, but inside she wanted to take the bottle and ram it up his tight wealthy ass.
Paybacks Kevin, paybacks were so sweet.
She sat down, she was still thin, still 5'5. But her heels made her a few inches taller. her breasts still firm and high. her face still a sweet cherub quality to it. She wondered if he really recalled her and prom night? She was hoping he didn't. It would make it so much sweeter in the end.
 
Kevin nodded, taking the bottle from her. He chugged about half of it down. Coors, that was the good shit. Bud was better, but when you needed something to hit the spot...
"This is kinda backwards," he said, looking at her form more than her face, "I think I'm the one who's supposed to buy you a drink."
Could it be true, after all this time the pretty little things flock to him.
No.
She looked familiar. He opened his eyes wide, taking her entire body in. She was someone he remembered. High school, something important? A cheerleader maybe?
Well, either way. Perhaps he could get another night of fun in. This reunion wasn't such a bad thing after all.
"So, what's your name beautiful," he hadn't noticed it but he had slurred the sentence. Beautiful came out beeeufl.
 
Amanda Webber

"Hello, I seen you sitting alone, and well.. Thought i'd come say hi." She smiled and sipped her beer. She eyed the bottle. He had drank down half so far. He needed all of it in him to pass out.
"I came alone tonight, seen you sitting here, thought you might like some company." She glanced around the room and sighed heavily so he would notice her breasts.
"These things bore me to no end."
She turned back to him. "Here's to the sweeter things in life" She toasted his bottle and tipped hers up, pretending to drink.
"You may not recall me from high school, but my name is Mandy. And you are?" She made a glance down at his name tag and blushed prettily.
"Oh, im sorry. I didnt see the name tag. Hello Kevin Jones."
She quickly covered hers with her arm.
"Would you like to get out of here for awhile.. perhaps go some place.. quiet?"
She leaned forward and whispered the last part into his ear.
 
Quiet, that seemed good. Things had begun getting fuzzy, but he had perfomed when he was more drunk than this. Stoned too. In the old days, Cindy and him would drink and smoke weed til dawn, and then fuck all day. Just to go back to drinking and smoking again the next night.
That was a long time ago though.
Kevin got up, tripped, nearly fell, but caught onto the woman for balance. He held onto her heavily, drinking the rest of the beer.
"Lead the way gorgious," he burped right in her face, "I'm ready whenever you are."
Mechanically, he began to walk, already unsure where he was going.
 
Amanda

She stumbled under his weight. Gawd he had gotten fat and slovenly. She gritted her teeth and walked him out the back entrance. She didnt want anyone seeing them leave together.
"This way handsome.. Just a little further." She was not happy with the way things were going so far, but she got him out of there, and Katie was waiting with the limo.
It was slow moving, and every few minutes they had to stop so he could batch his breath. She was disgusted with him and what he was. This was pathetic! And here he thought, or used to think, he was a god or something. He was nothing now. Even with money he was nothing. Just a wasting pile of shit waiting to be buried so his family could squabble over his money. She felt like laughing. She didnt need revenge on him, he was doing it to himself! She felt like cheering. but changed her mind. She wasnt done.
He had to suffer as he made her suffer. He needed to feel humilation, degradation, fear, pain, and all of it in between. She would be the one in control not him.
She got him into the back seat of the limo and he fell over laughing. She rolled her eyes and put a smile on her face. A very cold forced smile, to bad he was too drunk to appretiate it.
"Let's go for a ride shall we? Driver! You know the destination. Lets go." She rolled up the window between them and Katie. She didnt want Katie any more involved in this than she already was. Once they got dear sweet Kevin where Mandy needed him, Katie was gone. Just the two of them, until she got her money. Then she would toss him away too.

Oh but she couldnt wait for the pain to start. He had been asking for it for so long now. Hell his ex probably would want to help if she got the chance. The little whore. A little whore to an even larger Whore.

She turned and looked at Kevin, he was so dazed and out of it, he didnt know what was going on. She smiled and forced herself to lay into his body.
"Having a good time Kevin?"
 
Kevin was aware of movement. Something bright came to his vision. That's all he could see though. This was something new. He couldn't distinct anything, all he could see was light or dark.
The woman's voice talked next to him. He moved down in the seat, his head on her lap.
Giving a nod, Kevin went to sleep. The world was too fucked up for him to do anything at this point. It didn't matter though, in another minute or so he'd have passed out anyway.
His mouth was open slightly, and drool began to come out, touching her dress.
Then it happened.
A loud snore escaped his mouth, followed by another and another.
He burped, scrtching his stomach, and continued to snore as the limo went on.
In the darkness, not even dreams would come.
 
The Farm House

She had everything set up inside and waiting. She spent years getting Kevin’s prison ready. Her basement was solid concrete. With only one little tiny window in the room, But with it being June it wouldn’t be cold in there. She had spent many paychecks padding the room for sound reduction. She had it carpeted, and had a rolling bed too. She bought manacles from those sex magazines, and had a professional secure them to the walls and floors of the basement.
The bed itself was wide enough for two, though it would be a tight fit.
The bed was one of those you see in hospitals around the country. It lifted in several places and angles, and it would roll away from the wall and back to it. Perfect! She had the chains secured to hooks in the walls, and the manacle itself secured to the chain. A welder helped her with those, and did a real nice job of it.
She had a port-a-potty for his use and also bought a food tray and straws for his drinks. She had a lock installed on the basement door and the window boarded up tightly.
As for the rest of her things she needed. She had several toys of trade brought down to the basement to line the wall. A wall he would soon come to dread. She filled a prescription for viagra, and stocked up plenty of easy to make food stuffs. The Farmhouse stood back behind Katie’s larger, newer home. It was at least 3 acres from any other buildings in the area. And since the farm wasn’t used anymore, Kevin could scream all he liked. And wouldn’t be heard anywhere.
She had bought a leather mask, cat-o-nines, feather, whip, candles, dildos and a vibrator. She had all kinds of torment planned for him. She bought a stockpile of condoms, and KY jelly too. Let him think she was going to rape him with a few of these toys. She smiled everytime she looked at her wall of toys. The television and VCR was installed too. He had to watch their movie? Oh he must watch their movie.
She had her prom things, and the hospital records of release from her miscarriage. She had Jim’s number, his ex-limo driver.
Everything was set up and awaiting their arrival. One Katie helped her get him to the bed, it would be no one but them. She even had the ransom letter ready to send too. Everything was in place.
She watched out the window as the limo, drove by Katie, slowly pulled down into the driveway leading to the farmhouse. It was now or never. Mandy knew Katie’s thoughts. Its not too late to back out. Mandy wouldn’t back out though. She had to give as good as she got from this man. It was her only hope of recovering.
 
The Kidnapping.

He had finally passed out, and they reached their destination. Katie got out of the drivers’ seat and opened the back door.
“Thank god you are here Katie, he is heavy!” Mandy moved and pushed him over onto the seat.
“Help me get him to the basement, then I want you to go Katie. You’ve been involved in this enough. And don’t worry If I am caught I am the only one going down.” She hugged her friend and stood to the side.
“He’s in for one hell of a treat!”
The two of them combined managed to drag his passed out form into the house and down the stairs. Stopping many times to catch their breaths.
Mandy was elated! Her revenge was so near at hand, she could taste the excitement of it. She would be getting even with this one, and doing it slowly. Starting tomorrow morning when he finally did wake up enough to realize he was trapped. And she was his new mistress, mistress of pain that is.
They got him undressed and manacled to the bed.
Wiping the sweat from the foreheads, Mandy walked Katie up to the car.
They hugged again and Katie gave her friend a sorrowful look.
“Look Mandy, are you sure you want to go through with this? I mean.. Isn’t there another way? Perhaps sue him in court?”
Mandy shook her head. “No there is no other way. He wont feel humiliation in court, he will be proud of his actions, even if it was 10 years ago. He must suffer Katie. I’m sorry you don’t see it that way, but its got to be done. Teach him a valuable lesson. Even if it kills me, I will teach him a lesson he won’t soon forget!”
Katie hugged her again, her eyes sad and the displeasure was written clearly on her face. But there wasn’t much she could do about it now. Katie placed Mandy’s wrapped box outside on the porch and got into the limo they rented. She drove off wishing Mandy would heal without this.
Mandy walked back into the house and down the stairs. She eyed Kevin’s sleeping form. She smirked, Her time was here.
She walked back upstairs and got the box off of the porch and shut up the house for the night. Locking everything and double checking the dead bolts on the doors. She carried the box downstairs to the ‘prison’ and opened it up. Taking out the video she popped it into the VCR, tomorrow they would watch their movie together. She smirked at the thoughts.
 
The usual morning headache. Something he thought would no longer hurt him after all this time. It did though, like a fucking sife in his head. Something had stucka knife in there and was twisting slowly.
He groaned, moving to the side. It was light outside, but he didn't care. Sleep was what he needed. Sleep and asprin. He felt Cindy's body next to his, and snuggled up against her.
Something resisted one of his hands, so he let it limp, falling back into that nice place of sleep again.
"Go get me some scotch and a couple of aprin, will you Cindy," he kissed her cheek, breathing in deeply.
The bed was so relaxing. Honestly, why would anyone ever want to wake up to this fucked up world when they had sleep, and dreams.
Fucking world.
 
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Amanda

She got up off the bed, she had been laying there awhile listening to his big ass snore. She turned around and looked down at his closed eyes.
"Well since Cindy left you, and I'm not Cindy or your maid. You get no scotch and no asprin. And wake the fuck up!" She kicked the bed and stood there hands on hips, an evil smile playing across her face.
 
"FUCK!"
The headache roared to life, had once been nearly drowned out by sleep. He groaned, holding onto his head as if it were about to break open.
"God Damnit Cindy, I told you..." he paused, Cindy wasn't with him anymore. No one was with him anymore. He always woke up alone, well then who in the hell was making all the god damned noise.
He opened his eyes, squinting at the light that forced it's way to him.
"Who in the fuck are you?" he remembered, didn't he? Must have been someone he picked up at the party. Damn, he must have been drunk. Usually a piece of ass that great he remembs.
"Listen, I need to get going. Duty called and so forth," he rose in bed, but something pushed him back down. It was like trying to get up when the blankets were curled around your body. His strength was too weak to try again, and he just laid there, his eyes still closed.
"Could you help me here? I haven't been myself in the past couple of... years."
 
Amanda

She moved to the bed and placed her hands on it, leaning close to his face, but not close enough he could grab her.
"Oh no.. duty doesnt call Kevin. Nothing calls today but what I wish. You've let yourself go to hell.." She made a tsking sound and moved away.
"Poor baby.." She strolled to the end of the bed and used the remote to lifted up the top. Bringing him up to a sitting position.
"Dont recall me do you Kevin?"
Her eyes were hard and cold as ice. He was in for one rude awakening. She walked over to the table, picking up the viagra and a glass of water. She walked over and slipped the pill into his mouth, and held the glass to his lips.
"Drink, you need a headache remover."
She almost laughed aloud. She wanted him tormented beyond control.
"Then I want you to open your eyes and look at me, Kevin. recall who I am... I know you can do it."
 
"Yeah, yeah, last night, I remember. You got me the drink," he took the water eagerly. It wasn't alcohol, but it was better than nothing.
He opened his eyes slowly, finally able to see out of them. The world came to him fuzzy and disoriented. He tried to move again, but couldn't.
"What the fuck..." he moved again. Now he felt it, something was blocking him from moving. A metal substance, from what he could feel. Somewhere, deeper in his mind, something snapped awake.
He was still dioriented and confused though.
Chains? Oh no, one of those dominatriz whores. Fuck, just what he needed.
"How much did I pay you? Listen, you can keep it, but I really do need to go now," he took a shot in the dark for her name, "Emily, thanks, I'm sure it was a wonderful night."
He moved his hands close to her, expecting her to unchain him.
 
Amanda

She laughed, a cold sounding hallow laugh.
"Wrong again buddy. Very wrong." She moved to his right and pulled on the chain, lifting his arm up above his head, she quickly fastened in the keeper key. It wouldnt go now where. He was still to weak to really fight her. She moved around the bed to the left side and pulled the chain up, fastening this one too. Both his arms were now above his head, but not to high up he would hurt. Not yet. The pain was for later.
"Im afraid to tell you this, but im not Emily. Or even Sara. No.. Im afraid you've got me confused. And you didn't pay me. Not yet anyways." She moved to the bed, straddling his blanket covered form.
"My name is Mandy, But thats just my nick name. Amanda is my real name. Ring any bells yet suga?"
She moved off of him and found the tv remote. She clicked it on and waited. She would start the tape in a moment. She was giving him another chance to clear away the dead brain cells and think.
"Now think you half-wit, if you got one brain cell left that is. Who the Fuck am I?!"
She turned her cold glare on his, waiting for the guess he would attempt to make this time.
 
His eyes shot up. Were his hands tied up above him. He tried to yank them free, but it was pointless. He grimaced as the movement went straight to his head.
"Godamnnit!"
he looked at her more closely. This game was getting old fast. He didn't even know who she was and he already wanted to kick her fucking face in.
Amanda?
That name was familiar. What was it? High school, yes, he was sure of it. Amanda, Mandy.
"Oh..." some part of his brain that hadn't rotted away from drink recognized it, "Amanada Griller, or something like that. Yeah, you were the stuck up bitch who always did canned food drives and shit, right?"
What in the hell was he doing in front of her tied up right now? This was beginning to confuse him, and when he got confused he got angry.
His head wouldn't allow him to get angry though, he simply slunk back in the bed.
"Listen, if I owe you money or something, I'll gladly pay you. My wallet's in my back pocket. A couple of hundred there, did I jip you at some bake sale or something? Fuck, give me some asprin or something, my head is fucking killing me."
 
Amanda

"Close stooge, but not close enough. Amanda Webber. But I doubt you would recall all the sick things you did in your past 28 years of worthless exsistance on this earth." She moved and grabbed two advil, shoving them into his mouth and holding up the rest of the water. Once he swallowed them she moved and set the cup down on the table.
"Well I've got a little treat for you, that will explain all of this" She waves her arms around the room "To you in a matter of moments." She flicked on the vcr and hit play. She sat down on the bed, cuddling next to him and smiled.
"You will just love this movie, its a documentary, and very fascinating stuff. I've watched it a few times over the years, making sure I didnt miss one single. Solitary. Detail." She looked into his angry eyes and smirked.
"Watch it Lover Boy! You wont like what happens if you dont watch the whole thing. Im tempermental lately." The screen came on and it was nothing but static at first, then it focused in on the back seat of the limo as Kevin helped her inside all those years ago.
 
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He crushed the advil in his mouth. The bitter taste hit him, but it felt good. They would work faster in his system. Things already began clearing up. In a matter of moments his headache became a dull roar.
He was also aware of something else, a constant hard on. He looked down, beneath the sheets. Honestly, he hadn't had a hard on like that in the morning since he was 22.
What had she given him?
It was then that the movie started. At first he felt like something was wrong, how could that possibly be him? Then he remembered, all those long years ago. It hit him like a ton of bricks.
Amanda Webber, the goody two shoes, the virgin.
The one he raped.
He brought a smile to his lips. That night, one of the best in his life. It was hazed in a long memory, but the feelings were still there. Pounding into her, feeling her rip as he forced his way into her.
If it weren't for the fact that he was already hard, he would certainly have gotten that way from the images passing through his mind.
"Amanda. It's really you isn't it?" He looked at her, yes, a little older, but it was her.
Holy fuck, he was trapped here, with her. A sudden jilt of panic came to him. She was going to kill him, that's what all this was for. She was going to take an ice pick or a chain saw or something.
He tried moving away from her, but failed miserably. His head hurt too much and his body was restrained. He sunk down into himself, turning his head away from her.
"So, what do you want from me? An apology? Or do you just want to kill me right now."
He flinched as she moved.
 
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Amanda

She moved off of the bed, walking around the other side, pushing his head back towards the screen. She leaned down by his ear.
"Watch it!"
She let go and walked around a little pacing.
"Ok here are the rules big boy. Gawd you have become disgustingly fat and old before your time. Rather amusing to see too. Oh you were such a stud back then werent you?" She laughed, it wasnt a pleasant sound.
"Killing you would be too nice, im afraid. So im going to keep you here until Ransome is paid in full. ten million dollars. And not a penny less. For suffering and heartache. Where was I? Oh yes the rules.." She cleared her throat and got a drink. Turning back to him, her eyes were full of mallace.
"I doubt a pig like you would ever appolgize for being a worthless pile of shit. But then again I could be wrong? But im not!" She moved again and shut off the vcr and tv.
"Ok rules i'll get to them sooner or later. your certainly not going anywhere...
Rule #1. you annoy me, you suffer.
Rule #2. You yell out, you suffer.

Oh by the way, you can scream til your dead, no one will ever hear you.

Rule #3. you disobey be and you are punished. Each time you disobey me, you are punished. Name calling, insults, those hun just make me wet. And if you want to play with me, make me wet. I love it when men need to be shown who is in charge.

Those are the rules any questions?"

She giggled and sat on the bed. "I see you are a little excited there. must be all those memories coming back to you huh? As for death.. well you wont die. Its too much fun to see you live this miserable exsistance. And if you dont cooperate with me, that nasty little movie gets released and played everywhere i can find a VCR. You would be ruined, and I would still sue you, and take everything you own. Hows that for pay backs?"
She walked up and yanked the blankets completely off of his nude frame.
"My oh my, you have a garage appearing. You really are slovenly. Proud of yourself Kevin? hmmmm? Even your wife didnt want you. Which I find hard to imagine.. after all whores stick together."
She reached up and painfully twisted his nipple between her fingers, the let go. She smiled as it puckered up and turned a deep purple.
"There is so much time to tell all, and feel all. I can hardly wait!" She sounded joyful and very happy with that statement.
 
"Ow! Ow! OW!" he moved away from her, "Fucking cunt."
Kevin looked down, taking in all of this. There was no way to fight, at least not now. She had all the cards, or at least she thought she did. Just like a fucking whore to get revenge on some lame ass prank ten years ago.
He didn't doubt if a few of her screws were loose.
"Fine, if all you want is ten million dollars, let me make a couple of calls. I can get it to you by the end of the day."
She didn't just want money though, she wanted to hurt him, to humiliate him. He shook his head, such an woman's way of thinking about things. No wonder they were the weaker species.
"Listen, come on. We don't need to do anything rash her," the headache was nearly gone, and he could think logically again, "I remember you back in high school. You were never this mean? Just let me go, I'll get you the money. You can spend the rest of your life in Tahiti or something."
 
Amanda

She got on his lap and straddled him.
Her fist came back and smack! Right across the face.
"I warned you to not piss me off! Now shut the fuck up and listen before I cut your cock off and stuff it up your own fucking ass!"
She was pissed off, her face showed it too. She smirked as blood ran down the corner of his mouth.
"Poor poor baby, Did I hurt you? Good!" She sat there on his chest, letting all her weight rest of his ribs and lungs.
"Now where shall I begin? Perhaps the night I crawled into bed after you left me with that wonderful caring threat!? Or perhaps when I returned to school and you told anyone who would listen to your lying pathetic ass, that i begged you to fuck my ass? Perhaps I should begin at Yale, where i was going for my law degree, but couldnt function as a human because OF WHAT YOU DID TO ME!!"
She sat back thinking.
"Or perhaps you would like to hear about how i lost your baby?" She let that sink in.
"No Kevin. you arent fucking going anywhere! Not until I am done with you!" She poked him in the chest with her finger tip.
"What made me mean Kevin?" She leaned down and whispered her reply. "You did. take a good look at your creation and feel proud big boy. you brought this on yourself."
She scooted back, her jeans not feeling to well to his skin, as she sat over his cock.
"Ever wondered how it would be Kevin to be raped? Then Bruitilized? You will. You will learn it all before we are done here. Then perhaps you will return to being human again, and really think on what you did to me 10 years ago."
She got off of him and walked to her wall.
"Now for play time for insulting me. I Told you, you wanted to play, make me wet. I do so love being called names.... Soon you will learn who your mistress is.."
Her hand went up to the wall of toys and she pulled down the cat-o-nines. She whisked it a few times in the air and lovingly stroked the handle. Turning back towards him she grinnned evily.
 
You are crazy," he moved away from her, "What the fuck? You're not going to use that thing on me, you fucking bitch. If I'm hurt, you're not getting a single penny. I'm not playing with you, god damn whore!"
He was trying to get some leverage with this. That thing looked like it would hurt, draw blood even, and the way she held it. It was as if she knew what she was doing.
"Ok... ok wait. I'm sorry, listen, I really am sorry. I didn't mean any of it, it was just a joke, a dare. You know how high school kids are, come on for fuck's sake. Listen to me! I said I was sorry!"
Somehow, he didn't think she was listening anymore.
He cringed as far away from her and the whips as possible. He closed his eyes.
Damnit, he needed a drink.
 
Amanda Webber

"A dare? A joke?" She laughed, an empty sounding laugh. She turned slowly back towards the bed. Her cat-o-nines whipping threw the air, making an evil hissing sound.
"You wanted to play, I told you making me wet would reward you with play time.. Perhaps you thought i was joking?"
She moved towards the bed, her hand slowly stroking her favorite toy. the handle was wrapped with leather bindings, and so soft to the tough. Each little whip's tail was soft leather, but also very painful if over used. She stopped at his feet, slowly running the leather whips up his leg.
"You see Kevin, I don't believe you are sorry in the least. Infact I believe you do not care on wit about what you did. I bet you congradulated yourself nightly for a year after it happened."
She ran the tails over his hard cock jutting from its resting place. She watched as it jumped to life, almost beseachingly towards the whip.
She ran the whip up his chest and over his face. She leaned down by his ear. She whispered into it, her tongue darting out to lick the flesh. "You gave me no kindness Kevin.. You showed none what so ever. I am now going to repay the debt you showed me. Repay all you showed me. I do so hope you aren't too weak, because its going to be a very very long week..."
She pulled back her hand, and with just a little force she slapped the cat-o-nines across his exsposed cock. She smiled as he hissed in a deep breath.
"I spent years learning your trade Kevin, years. I now know how to give pleasure and give intense pain. The pain that you love Kevin. I recall your face, your words to me. Oh! How you loved the pain."
She bent down to his chest and bit his nipple hard enough to make it red, but not drawing blood yet. Her hand came back once more and let the whip lash his upper thighs. She smiled as he jerked from the pain.
She walked over and put the whip away, turning back to the bed. he was still rock hard. She eyed him, he was really sickening to look apon, but business was business. And she wanted to toy with him. Oh you can rape a male, over and over again. But sooner or later it will be too much. And sooner or later he is going to plead with her, as she did him, to stop.
She walked over into his eye sight and slowly stripped off her clothing. His eyes watching her, he would be in for a treat. She was still as sexy as she was at 18. Nice, tight and compact. Unlike his bloated balding ass. She walked to the box, and pulled out her prom dress.
"Remember this Kevin? Brings back fond memories for you, doesn't it?" She slipped it on, not bothering to put anything on under it, and not buttoning it up.
 
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