Vengeance 2 by the author

A party a night at Ellie’s house it appeared until her parents returned. Luckily things hadn’t gotten too messy yet. Ellie looked…not quite nervous, anxious is probably a better word as she looked around. Apparently she had correctly guessed that her assailant has most likely attended her party the night before. Still, her eyes managed to pass over me. I am very good at not being seen if I don’t want to be. Ramona was nowhere to be seen, probably not likely to return, especially after their spat at the grad party this afternoon.At around midnight or so the fifteen or twenty people at the party began filing out, until only two remained. Ellie had a different friend over this time, the miniscule Mary. Mary was essentially Napoleon in female form. Five foot one, probably under or very near 100 pounds, she feared nothing and nobody. In fact, a great deal of people were afraid of her, she lived life with an intensity seen nowhere else, she lived each moment as though she was fighting for her life. She may have been small, but she was a pillar of strength, from what I’d seen of her, I could guess that every inch of her body was very toned and muscular.

Small, piercing blue eyes dotted a broad, flat face. She wasn’t ugly by any means, though no one would call her hot. She had dark wavy hair that was almost always pulled into a tight pony-tail. Mary was another of Ellie’s best friends, and when I realized I had a crush on Ellie, she was the first in Ellie’s circle to know. Yet she did nothing. I tried to ask her for advice, she never answered. I asked her for help, it never came. Now she would cry out, and it certainly wasn’t coming now.

I put on the black ski mask and waited behind the shower curtain of the upstairs bathroom. Eventually one of them would have to go, and for my patience’s sake, I thankfully didn’t have to wait long. Ever so slightly, I peered around the shower curtain. Good, it was Mary. I waited for her to finish her business, then heard her stand up and approach the sink. I rustled the shower curtain making what I hoped was a sound loud enough to get her attention, but quiet enough so she would be curious and check it out herself. Through the curtain I saw the shadow of Mary stand up, then slowly grow larger as she approached the curtain. Anticipating her move, I lunged forward at the same time that she ripped open the curtain. Before should could do anything I had the wet rag clamped over her mouth and she was unconscious.

Thank god for summer, Mary wasn’t wearing too much clothing. The tank top was slid easily off her tiny body, and the bra unclasped. I snorted as I confirmed what I had always suspected. Despite, what always appeared to be a respectable chest, Mary’s breasts were barely there, just big enough so that she wasn’t completely flat. There was however, one perk. Like everything on Mary, her dime sized nipples were also tiny. The jeans were a bit more difficult, Mary certainly like to show off her nice ass. Through a fair amount of tugging and grunting I managed to pull them off.
I looked down at the prone girl in front of me. No panties, interesting. Mary had a slutty side. She’d have to, I supposed, most guys were afraid to get near her. I rolled her onto her stomach and tested her elbows to see if they were flexible enough for me to cinch together. They were quite easily, I love flexible athletes. Pulling out two 6 foot lengths of rope, I quickly had her adequately restrained. I was just finishing the elbows when I heard Ellie down the hall.

“Mary, what happened, you fall in?” she asked, sounding a little worried. I hid so when the door opened it would conceal me from view, hopefully just long enough. The door opened, and Ellie slowly wandered in. Her eyes came to rest on her unconscious friend. Before she could whirl around, I leapt out from behind the door, quickly slipping my hand over her mouth. She did not struggle one bit as she left the waking world. Guiding her lowly to the floor, I laid her gently on her back. Ellie had on a long white t-shirt, the kind a girl would normally wear to bed, and boxer shorts. They were quickly on the bathroom floor as I got an idea of what to do tonight.

I cuffed Mary’s legs together in case she decided to wake up before I wanted to, and carried Ellie downstairs. Putting away the chips and soda, I laid her naked form on her back on the table. It was a small rectangular table, and when Ellie was spread out on it, her arms bent at the elbow hanging off the top, and her legs bent at the knee hanging off either side. I bound her wrists together above her head and ran a rope fastening them tight to the center pole of the table. Then I attached a spreader bar to her legs beneath the table, and ran a rope from the center of the bar to the center pole supporting the table as well. Her body looked like a tanned upside down ‘Y,’ and my tight bonds afforded her limbs no movement. Continuing with my plan, I attached a clamp to each nipple, and ran a rope from the chain to the ceiling fan so that they lifted her breasts into the air slightly. Last but not least, I fitted a red ball-gag into Ellie’s mouth. No need for her to give away her enjoyment and ruin another friendship.
All of a sudden I got another idea. After bringing Mary downstairs and propping her up in one of the chairs, I headed back to Ellie’s room in search of the vibrator I had given her the night before. I almost laughed when I saw it right in the middle of the bed. Subtle the girl was not. Grabbing it I ran downstairs. Mary was beginning to stir, but still wasn’t conscious. I slid the vibrator into Ellie’s pussy, which I noticed for the first time was now shaved. Excellent, I thought as I adjusted the other part to clamps down softly on her clit. Placing the controls between her legs, I sat down and waited.
Megan awoke first, but not by much. Groggily she looked around. She saw me, sitting across from her, first.

“You won’t scream,” I started quickly.
“Why not?!” she answered defiantly. Typical Mary.
“Because the more you scream, the more I make your friend scream,” I said. Mary turned and saw Ellie, who was now beginning to stir for the first time.
“Tell me what you want,” Mary spat.
“You’re helpless, and still you make demands? Such an aggressive personality. This time, you’re not the one in control. This time you’re not striking fear into anyone. I am going to put it into you.” She scowled at me, but said nothing. I stood up and slipped my nondescript black t-shirt over my head, slid off my sweatpants, and stuffed them into my backpack. Boxers only again. Mary now looked far less defiant and a combination of annoyed and slightly worried as she stared at the growing bulge in my boxers.

“Let’s start right in,” I said, “Mary I want you on your knees right in front of me right now.” Mary didn’t move, so I stood up, grabbed her hair and yanked her to her knees in front of my chair. “Now,” I said, sliding my dick out the slit in my boxers, show me your skills.”

Getting the idea, she rose and moved immediately towards my dick. She took my head immediately into her mouth and started moving up and down. She took me a max of two inches into her mouth, and her tongue slid around like a dead animal, simply along for the ride. After a few downward sucks, her lips were no longer wrapped tight, she had opened the corners of her mouth. I grabbed the back of her head and started pushing her down, testing her limits. She made it maybe a half inch past where she’d been before she started gagging. I let her up, and she gave me an evil stare drooling and breathing heavily. “Continue,” I commanded, seeing her eyes start to tear up. She started again, but I soon felt the unpleasant sensation of teeth scraping my shaft. I ripped her off my cock, and she gave me an angry glare. She had let herself get careless on purpose.

“You want to play it rough, fine,” I said sliding my wet dick back in my boxers and pulling her to her feet. Reaching out, I pinched her nipples between my thumb and index finger with both hands and lifted. She cried out in shock as I lifted her to her tip toes. I started leading her around the room by her nipples, weaving in and out of the chairs. When I heard her whimpering start to turn to crying, I let her go, and spun her around so that I was behind her. Rubbing my cloth covered dick in between her asscheeks, I let my hands wander freely about the front of her body above her waist. “You’re mine for the moment little girl. Every time you forget, I’m going to remind you. Understand?” I grabbed her thighs and grinded my dick especially hard against her as I said the last word. Tears flowing freely, she solemnly nodded.

I spun her around to face me, and rammed the middle and ring finger of my right hand into her pussy. Again I forced her onto her tiptoes. I started slowly moving back and forth, nearly lifting her off her feet with each upward thrust. Each time I did I took special care to tantalizingly brush her clit. On every upward thrust, she grunted in between sobs. Like everything else on the girl, her pussy was deliciously small. Two fingers was probably pushing the fine line between pleasure and pain. Judging from her terrible blowjob, she had next to no experience. Ellie’s fantastic oral skills were an anomaly so far.

In spite of the fact that she was clearly not enjoying herself, I felt that Mary was getting just a little bit wetter. She clearly didn’t want to give me the satisfaction of orgasming. I decided I would force it out of her. Not wanting to let Ellie miss out on the fun, I reached over and turned her vibrator on to be met with a grunt of satisfaction from her. I left it on a medium setting, letting her warm up a little bit first and turned my attention back to Mary.