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Taylor is the most popular girl at school with an absolutely flawless figure making her the object of pretty much every male students lust. She is super skinny with long platinum blonde hair, bright blue eyes and plump pink lips, she has a perfect bubble butt and small perky tits, basically she is the school girl every man fantasises about fucking.

Everyone seems to think that she is perfectly innocent with her wide smile, puppy dog eyes and her hair worn in pigtails but some of us know better. Taylor is a bitch. She seems to take a dislike to some people and those she does she bullies mercilessly with her little group of sycophants. I am one of those people she has taken a dislike to.

We had to work on a project in pairs for English class and unfortunately I had been paired up with none other than Taylor. We had been looking through the books in the library to find some on our chosen topic, well Taylors chosen topic, we had finally found books on her topic but they were in a section of the library that no one ever really went to.

Taylor had been merciless since we had entered the library with constant petty insults and cruel words. I had put up with it for all this time but my anger was quickly reaching its limits with her nonstop comments.

I lost my temper, I’ve never been a violent person and I had been raised to never hit a woman but she had said something about my parents and I had just completely lost control of my senses and had slapped her hard.

My slap had sent Taylor sprawling across the floor, she had been crouching in front of me when I struck her. I instantly regret what has happened and I start to apologise to her but she looks around at me and the look in her eyes stops me dead.

I can’t read what the emotion in her eyes is but I’m sure that any second now she is going to launch herself at me and claw my eyes out. I’m sitting cross legged on the floor stunned from what I’ve just done when Taylor actually launches herself at me, I try to scramble backwards away from her but she is on me in a flash with a leg either side of me and her face in close to mine. I thought for a second that she was about to head-butt me but that isn't her style, she wouldn’t want to risk damaging that pretty face of hers.

I tensed, prepared for her to lash out at me but what she did instead was a complete surprise, she kissed me.

I was stunned when she kissed me and froze up not knowing what to do but Taylor pulls back away from the kiss and looks at me with fire in her eyes.

“Hit me again.” Taylor speaks quietly but the tone of her voice makes it sound like she is giving me an order.

I look at her thinking that she is crazy, she had seriously just told me to hit her again. I was so confused that I can’t think straight I had just slapped the most popular and beloved girl in school but instead of lash out at me she had kissed me and then asked me to hit her again.

I was zoning out a little as I thought about what had just happened but was swiftly brought back to reality when Taylor lifts herself up off me slightly and lifts her skirt and lets it pool around me as she rest herself back down onto my legs.

“Hit me again.” She growls at me with a ferocity that would make me think she was about to attack me if she wasn’t trying to order me to hit her. I was distracted because I was torn between the fact that I had been raised with the belief that I should never hit a woman and the combination of my hatred for her and her practically begging for me to hit her.

I was distracted because of being torn between being raised to never hit a woman but my intense want to strike her in revenge for all her bullying plus their was the fact that she was obviously trying to get me to hit her. I was caught in a kind of daydream where I hit her and let loose all of the anger and hatred I felt for her.

“Just fucking hit me you pathetic piece of shit.” She snarls at me viciously looking less like her usual picture of innocence and more like a wild animal.

I lash out without thinking, just wanting to strike her and let out the anger stemming from the way she had been treating me this whole time. I slap her across her face knocking her backwards and instantly I feel terrible for having hit her and most likely hurt her.

I consider apologising to her but my words are cut off when I hear her moan but not the kind of moan you would expect from someone in pain, it is more like a moan of pleasure. Even though Taylor’s body had been knocked backwards she was basically still sitting on my lap and with the way she had moved her skirt earlier I suddenly came to the realisation that it was her bare legs and panties brushing against my trousers.

Taylor sat back up, she was looking at me with a dreamy expression on her face and then she started to slowly grind herself against my legs. Being inexperienced with sex I didn’t realise at first that the moisture I was feeling against my legs was seeping through my trousers and was coming from Taylor’s pussy.

Taylor continued to grind against my legs while moaning in pleasure, she leaned backwards pushing herself down harder against me.

“Hit me again.” Taylor snaps. I don’t think twice now when I slap her, she is getting some kind of pleasure from being hurt and it is allowing me to let out my rage and hatred for her.

I slap her hard knocking her backwards with the force of the blow but she recovers swiftly, sits back up and resumes her grinding against me while her lips meet mine. The kiss is like everything going on at the minute confusing and filled with anger, she kisses me with such an intensity that makes me momentarily forget where we are and what is happening.

Taylor stops kissing me and moves her head around so she can whisper into my ear.

“I want you to hurt me.” She whispers softly into my ear, “I want you to slap me, punch me, choke me, bite me, anything you can to hurt me.” She kisses my neck softly and whispers to me again, “and don’t you stop until I cum.”

I’m hesitant to hurt her but I can see the look of lust, excitement and need on her face as I think about striking her again but I’m thinking clearly again now and I quickly run through a few plans before settling on one of them.

I let her grind on me for a moment with her eyes closed while I take my phone out and load up the camera, I hit record and prop it up against some books on a nearby shelf where it will get a good view of what is about to happen.

Taylor is still grinding against my legs with her eyes closed and her breath deepening I can tell that she really is getting pleasure from this. I reach up and wrap my hand around her throat making her moan softly and start to grind on me harder and faster.

“I want you to tell me when you’re close.” I tell her on one of the times I loosen my grip on her throat to let her breathe, she nods her head letting me know that she will do as I said. I use one hand to alternate between choking her and slapping her hard enough to hurt her but not distract her from getting herself off.

“Oh god, I’m gonna cum.” She says her voice louder than she should be in a library.

“Not yet.” I growl, she wants to cum but she wants to be hurt at the same time. Her actions have sparked a sadistic side in me and I want to see her writhe in agony and pleasure but I want to do it personally and not from her grinding against my legs.

I push her off of me catching her by surprise and making her sprawl on her back with her skirt pulled up and her soaked through panties on display. I move over to her and loom above her looking down at her perfect body and quickly consider all the things that I can do to her.

“You want to orgasm?” I ask her and she nods her head.

“But you want me to hurt you as well?” I ask her and again she nods her head.

“I’m going to do both things to you.” I tell her with a cruel grin on my face, “by the time I’m finished with you you’ll be begging for mercy.”

“No, you can’t...” She starts but I cut her off with a swift slap.

“You don’t tell me what I can’t do.” I tell her sternly, “from now on I tell you what to do. Got it?”

She doesn’t answer me so I decide she needs some convincing. I run a hand along the side of her body and under her skirt, as I slowly tease my way up her thigh towards her soaking pussy I wrap my other hand around her throat.

“I said that I tell you what to do and you do it, understand?” I growl as I slowly brush my hand across her dripping panties, the contact makes her moan loudly and I move my hand from her throat and to her mouth stopping her from moaning loudly.

“You will do everything I say, nod your head if you understand me.” I tell her as I brush my hand across her panties again when my hand touches her she moans before nodding her head.

I smile and slip my hand under her panties making her moan loudly beneath my hand clamped over her mouth.

“Keep your voice down slut.” I growl as I move the hand from her mouth to her throat and start to toy with her soaking wet pussy.

She moans loudly as I start to bring her back towards her orgasm, “I told you to keep quiet.” I snarl as I remove my hand from her throat and slap her hard four times rapidly.

“If you don’t stay quiet I’ll leave you in this near orgasm state.” I warn her making he try and push her pussy harder against my hand but I move my hand keeping it only in light contact with her.

“If you stay quiet you’ll get everything you want and maybe more.” I grin at her and she nods her head letting me know she will try to keep quiet.

I stroke her pussy trying to avoid her clit so I can toy with her, a moment later I finally make contact with her clit I decide to hurt her and pinch her clit. She opens her mouth to scream but she remembers my words and clamps her mouth closed making only a moan instead.

“Get naked.” I order her moving my hand out of her panties. Taylor hesitates and looks at me with fear, I think for a moment that she wont do it but her horniness wins out and a second later she is peeling off her clothes.

I’ve never really checked her out before, she had bullied me for so long that all I saw when I looked at her was how much I hated her, even when my friends mentioned her and her looks I would just agree with them but looking at her now as she stripped off her clothes and bared her body to me I finally realised how utterly stunning she really is.

Taylor stands in front of me blushing and looking a little ashamed standing in the library in just her underwear.

“I said get naked, not stand around in your underwear.” I snap at her and smile when she quickly moves and takes off her bra and panties finally revealing herself to me completely.

“Hand me those panties.” I order her and she quickly hands me her dripping panties.

“Open wide.” I order her as I bunch up her panties into a ball and as soon as she opens her mouth I lunge and force her balled up panties into her mouth.

“You can’t keep quiet on your own so I need to make sure you stay quiet.” I tell her as I look at her shocked expression, “after all you don’t want to be caught here like that do you?” I ask the question rhetorically not expecting a reply but she shakes her head.

“Lets get started then.” I laugh slightly before lunging at her.

I wrap my hand around her throat and push her against the bookshelf while I let my free hand trail around her nipples making her moan softly into her panties gag before then trailing the same hand down over her flat stomach and to her pussy. She moans loudly into the makeshift gag as my hand touches her pussy and she starts to try and grind against my hand.

I remove my hand from her pussy a moment later and with the hand that had been around her throat I slap her hard.

“None of that.” I warn her, “you will feel pleasure but only if I want you to, you will only feel pain if I want you to.” I growl as I move my face in closer to hers, “I own you.” I tell her as I kiss her cheek.

I move back to see Taylor looking at me with a mix of pleasure and panic written all over her face. I move my one hand back to her pussy and rub along her lips while I use my other hand to pinch and pull on her nipples eliciting such exquisite moans from her.

Her moans reach a new level when I plunge two fingers fully inside her tight wet pussy, I stop pinching her nipples and change to slapping her chest alternating between tits and trying to hit her nipples with every strike.

I rapidly finger fuck her hard slamming my hand against her pussy with every thrust as I continue to beat her tits. I feel her pussy start to tighten around my fingers and I know she is about to orgasm so I quickly pull my fingers out of her pussy, she thrusts her hips towards me trying to feel my fingers back inside her but I move away from her making her actually look at me.

“You don’t get to cum until I do.” I tell her. I pull the panties out of her mouth and then place both hands on her shoulders and force her to her knees.

“You’re going to suck my cock and only when you’ve swallowed all of my cum will I make you orgasm.” I tell her.

Eagerly Taylor grabs my trousers and hurriedly pulls them down so she can quickly make me cum and feel the release of her own orgasm.

Her perfect pouty lips engulf my cock and she starts to give me a quick blowjob obviously focusing on just making me cum and not the act itself.

“You better make it good or I might just keep bringing you to the brink.” I threaten her. She instantly improves her blowjob and I can feel her tongue swirling around my cock as she sucks on it hard.

I let her suck my cock for a short while and while I’m enjoying it I decide that I want more from her and with her obvious love for pain I make a choice.

“I’ll take over now.” I tell her as lean over and take one of her pigtails in each hand, I then start to fuck her throat thrusting with my hips while pulling on her pigtails.

The tears rolling down her cheeks and the sounds of my cock plunging into her throat and her gagging makes me rapidly approach an orgasm. After fucking her throat for a while I feel my orgasm hit me and I pull her head into me so my cock is buried in her throat where I orgasm and spray my cum down her throat.

Still holding her by her pigtails I pull her head off of my cock and push her away into one of the shelves making her smack her head against the wood shelving.

“Now for your turn.” I tell her as I move above her and look down on her.

I reach down and simultaneously slam two fingers into her pussy and slap her face at the same time. She moans in pain and pleasure, I glare at her because of her loud moans and she instantly clamps her mouth closed.

“Remember what I told you about being too loud.” I growl at her, “you do want to cum don’t you?” I ask rhetorically.

Taylor nods her head and keeps her lips closed as I pound my fingers into her pussy. While I violently fuck her with my fingers I continue to launch slap after slap aimed at her face.

“More.” She groans as I continue my assault on her body, “please hurt me more.” She pleads with me.

I pull my arm back and instead of slapping her I launch a punch at her stomach. I hold back with the punch but it knocks all of the air from her in a rush and she crumples in on herself practically folding in half.

Fear, guilt and panic shoot through me because of her state and I worry that I have actually really hurt her so I start to take my fingers out of her pussy but when she straightens up I see she has a crooked smile on her face.

“Again. Harder.” She gasps out.

I’m shocked that she wants me to hit her harder and I’m stunned into immobility, Taylor doesn’t seem happy about this and starts to grind on my fingers.

“Hit me. I want you to bruise me, to make me bleed.” She growls as she starts to grind harder on my fingers.

As she grinds herself against my hand I use my free hand to strike her again. I hit her hard in the stomach, this punch is stronger than the previous one and she grunts in pain when I hit her before folding in half again. When I had punched her I had also started to finger fuck her again.

When Taylor recovers from the blow she starts to moan again feeling the pain and pleasure I’m causing her. I think about what she had said a moment ago about wanting me to bruise her and make her bleed and then I remember what she had said earlier she had wanted me to slap, punch, choke and bite her, I had done all of those except bite her.

I pull my fingers from her pussy and then slip my arm underneath her ass and lift her up so I have better access. My lips meet her pussy and she moans loudly so I reach up and clamp my free hand over her mouth, I lap up her juices running my tongue all over her pussy. She tries to grab on to my hair to pull me in closer but I move my hand from her throat to slap her hands away before reaching up and slapping her face hard.

I try ignore her moans as I start to fuck her with my tongue but I know her loud moans could make people come over and investigate so instead of try and clamp my hand over her mouth again I decide on a different course of action. I punch her in the stomach effectively silencing her in a way I know she will find pleasure from.

Taylor starts to recover from the punch and I feel her pussy start to twitch signalling the onset of her orgasm so I once again punch her in the stomach and at the same time I bite down on her clit. The sensation from it all pushes her over the edge and the orgasm seizes her.

Taylor has an extreme orgasm, her whole body shakes and her eyes roll into the back of her head as the orgasm ravages her body. I study her as she continues to shake and jerk around in her orgasmic state, she is beautiful under normal circumstances but like this she is so much more and I couldn’t take my eyes off of her even if I had wanted to.

She finishes shaking a minute later and her orgasm passes leaving Taylor lying on the floor for a minute breathing heavily with a smile on her face. She starts to sit up and opens her eyes, she glares at me with wide eyes filled with hate.

“Get dressed.” I snap at her, “meet me at this address tonight at seven.” I order her before giving her the address I want her to meet me at later.

“Fuck you.” She snarls.

“You might want to be nicer to me and do as I say.” I warn her.

“Fuck you.” She growls at me.

“Ok, I guess you wont mind if I send this to everyone in school then.” I tell her as I stand up, reach for and retrieve my phone. I stop the recording and quickly upload a copy to the cloud before pressing play and turning the screen so Taylor can see it.

The sounds of a slap followed by Taylor moaning comes through the phones built in speaker and I watch as she blushes and then looks at me with such burning rage that it almost scares me.

“Like I said if you don’t want everyone to see this lovely video of you then you will do what I say.” I threaten her.

“You wouldn’t.” She sounds like she is trying to be confident but it comes off as fake and she sounds scared instead.

“Do you really want to risk it?” I ask her slowly. She doesn’t say anything so I push on, “if you’re not at the address tonight at seven everyone in school will see this video. Now get dressed, you don’t want someone to catch you like that.”

I look down at her naked body and admire the red hand prints on her face and around her neck before trailing my eyes down to the rapidly appearing bruises on her stomach.

“You might want to prepare yourself as well. Tonight is going to make this seem like a tickle fight.” I tell her relishing the scared yet almost excited look on Taylors face. Her masochism had unlocked a cruel sadistic side to me that I never knew I had, now I wanted to explore it and who better to explore it with than the bitch who had bullied me for so long.

I walked off leaving Taylor to get dressed, I exit the library with my mind running through all the different things I was going to do to her later, all the pleasure I was going to make her feel and all the pain I was going to inflict upon her. I smiled, this was going to be the start of something good.

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