“Ask him.” I said, then pushed passed them. I strode out into the corridor and headed towards the cafeteria.
I was completely unused to all this. Why did anyone care what happened between me and Mike? But then of course I remembered everything I’d learned about my fellow seniors in these past two weeks, and how I’d learned it. Gossip.
On my way to the cafeteria, I noticed something that almost made the whole ordeal worth it for this alone. As I walked, people seemed to naturally shift out of my way as I needed them to. As someone who had been doing the avoiding my whole life, this little thing, seeing people weave out of my way while completely unaware of any changes, was pretty exhilarating. Was that some sort of psychological thing? Maybe we move out of the way of those who we think aren’t going to move for us, and my new confidence gave out that sort of vibe. It was just a theory, but I liked it.
I was the last to sit down at our table with my food, and got a general non-committal greeting from everyone else, each of them barely looking at me then doing ridiculous double-takes when they saw my face.
“What happened to you?” screeched Rose.
I shrugged and started eating.
“I fell.” I said.
“Shit, are you bleeding?” asked Lissie.
“What happened?” repeated Rose.
Silence fell over the table as they waited for an answer.
“It’s fine.” I said, smiling, “I slipped and smacked my face on a wall, it was stupid and I’d like to…not talk about it, thanks.”
Derek and Rose laughed together at my story, instantly believing it. Lissie rolled her eyes and went back to her phone, and Becky just shrugged and turned to talk to Frank.
I realised that I still hadn’t looked at Jessica, and I braced myself for it.
She actually just looked sad, her own lip pouting outwards as if in sympathy. Then I saw Mike walking across the room behind her.
As if sensing my eyes on him, he suddenly looked over at me. I gave him a little nodding greeting, and his eyes widened in confusion, and I hoped fear. I smirked, and turned back to my food.
“Mike.” said Jessica suddenly, spinning her head back to look at me.
She’d seen our exchange, and put the pieces together.
“Did he do this to you?” she asked accusingly, fury rising on her face.
“I…No, I just…” I stuttered, panicking.
The others turned to look at me, surprised. Lissie raised her eyebrow at Jessica, but the others looked to me.
“That…fucker!” Jessica growled, “He did this, didn’t he? I’ll fucking kill him.”
“Jessica.” I said, raising my voice slightly.
“Tell me he did this.” she said, a too familiar venom reaching her voice, “If he did this I’ll fucking…”
“Jessica!” I said, putting the full power into my voice.
It seemed to startle her, and she fell silent. I looked her dead in the eye, something I’d been avoiding doing in public, and saw a little taste of fear and submission creep into her expression.
“Drop it, now.” I growled.
Her expression instantly softened. I’d given her an order, and for a second she forgot where she was.
“Yes Sir.” she said lightly.
Her eyes widened in panic, and before anyone else could react, she hissed,
“Your fucking Highness.”, sarcasm dripping from her tones.
No one else seemed to notice, but they started to ask questions.
“It’s not a problem, guys, Ok? Mike had nothing to do with this, I just fell. Stop being weird.” I said, trying to lighten the mood.
Everyone seemed less satisfied with that answer this time, but except for Jessica they all seemed content enough to drop it.
When the lunch bell rang, I headed to my locker quickly, hoping to avoid any more questions from Jessica. As I was switching out my books, I felt an eerily massive presence behind me. I turned quickly to find Frank staring down at me. He was taller than Mike, and maybe even bulkier, but I felt none of the malice or threat from him that I had from Mike.
Frank and I had never spoke alone, and I really didn’t know what to expect.
“Do you need help with Mike?” he asked, his low voice rumbling in his chest.
The question startled me, and I frowned at him.
“Thanks, but it wasn’t…”
I trailed off. For some reason it seemed stupid to lie to him right then.
“No. I don’t need your help.” I said firmly.
His expression barely changed, he just nodded and said,
“Let me know if that changes.”
He turned to walk away.
“Thanks.” I said impulsively.
He turned back and smiled at me, but didn’t stop and was soon gone.
I shook my head. Frank was a weird guy. He didn’t ask if it was really Mike that did it, nor did he take it upon himself to enact vengeance like Jessica seemed to want to. He just asked if I needed help.
Weird guy, but a good one.
I closed my locker, and turned to find Jessica standing in front of me. She looked angry, and a little scared.
“What?” I asked harshly.
She’d almost revealed our relationship to everyone, completely by accident.
“I want to know what really happened.” she said.
I sighed, and tried to walk past her. She moved in front of me, something she used to do to block my escape from her torment for years. The familiar action caused my anger to burst forth, but it was easily repressed.
“Did Mike hurt you?” she asked.
“We’ll talk about it tonight.” I said.
Her eyes widened at that.
“Tonight?” she asked hopefully.
I looked around briefly, seeing that everyone else had headed to class. We were completely alone in the small locker area.
I reached forward and grabbed her ass, then quickly pulled her into a fierce kiss. She moaned with surprise, and then lust as my tongue ravaged hers. My lip hurt, but I ignored it. It was worth it.
I pulled back and squeezed her ass harder.
“Tonight.” I grunted. “Now get to class.”
I turned and walked away, not waiting to see her reaction.
That night, I was so ready for her. My mind was buzzing with lust. After that impulsive kiss at school, it had taken almost half an hour to convince my cock not to grow to full hardness in the middle of class. I needed to see her again, to own her.
She knocked at around midnight, and I told her to come in. She stood at the door wearing what I now realised was my favourite thing to see her in; the black negligee, the first thing she’d bought just for me.
She looked apprehensive, which was understandable given how our last conversation had gone. We stared at each other for a long few seconds, neither of us wanting to break the silence. As much as I wanted her, I had to make this last. This was about domination, not just sex.
“Strip.” I said.
She jumped at my voice, but quickly obeyed. I almost groaned out loud at the sight of her beautiful naked body. I wanted her more than I ever had.
“Come here.” I said.
She walked over and hesitated beside the bed, before leaning over and sliding under the covers. She looked confused. This was the first time I hadn’t asked her to kneel first. I pulled the covers off the bed behind me, leaving her naked and me in just my boxers. Her eyes were wide, and she looked almost fearful as I moved closer to her. She seemed to be cowering away from me, her big breasts pressed together by her arms, which were crossed over her stomach.
I took her by the chin, and pulled her into a kiss. Our lips met, and I slid my tongue into her mouth. For once, she didn’t respond with her usual fierceness. She hesitated, her tongue meekly resisting mine. I pulled back from her and looked into her eyes.
Why was she holding back? I kissed her again, roughly this time, forcing my tongue between her lips. I pulled on her hair and she whimpered into me. It wasn’t until I bit down hard on her bottom lip that she finally responded, moaning with lust and pulling herself towards me.
When I looked at her again I found a dark and lustful smile playing across her lips. I quickly straddled her and pulled her into another kiss. I ran my fingers down her sides and dug my thumbs into her slender hips, and she thrust her body against mine. My cock was already hard, but I wanted to play with her before going any further. I wanted to hurt her more. No sooner had I thought this when I was surprised with a sudden burst of pain.
My bottom lip, which was no longer swollen but still sore, suddenly exploded with pain as I felt her teeth sink into it. I pulled quickly away, scowling. I ran my thumb along the heat I felt on my chin, and it came back stained with blood. She’d opened the wound caused by Mike.
She was obviously terrified at what she’d done, and I knew it was an accident. I slowly licked at my lip and thought again about the day I’d lost my virginity to her, and how I’d hurt her then.
Just as I’d been thinking of a reason to punish her, she gave me one. I couldn’t help but smile as I grabbed her roughly by the hair and led her to the side of the bed. She didn’t resist, but immediately started to apologise.
“I didn’t…I didn’t mean it, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you!” she whimpered.
I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her over my knees. I grabbed her ass hard, digging my fingers in and hoping that she’d bruise.
“You made me bleed, slut.” I hissed.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, I’m sorry!” she gasped, panicked.
I spanked her hard. Her whole body leapt forward, and she squirmed on top of me. I pulled her hair as I unleashed a rain of blows against her firm, toned ass. She cried out in pain, but she didn’t say a word to try and stop me. I tried to hit her harder each time, and my steady rhythm got faster and faster. I didn’t want her to count. I didn’t want a slow, torturous punishment.
I wanted her to hurt, right now.
The adrenaline coursed through me as I made her scream. Despite my anger, I was still smiling. This is what I wanted.
I am a Dominant, I thought to myself. I am a Sadist.
I’d been aware of these traits revealing themselves inside me, but I was still getting used to the idea of these labels being applied to me, even in my own head. To have a beautiful naked woman across my knee, shaking with pain and humiliation as I disciplined her like I would a child…that moment, and so many before it just felt so perfect.
After making sure her ass was bright pink all over I grabbed her again, squeezing hard. My own hand was burning in pain, but I barely felt it. I could embrace pain like this, accepting it until it didn’t matter. Something Mike had taught me.
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