Taming the Tease

DaddysAngel23

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Lacey was wanted. Oh boy, was she wanted. She loved the parties around campus and hit them all. The door was never closed to this girl.
She had been head cheer leader for two years and had the muscle tone to match. Amazingly she sported a huge chest, 36 D's that were always on the verge of popping out of whatever she happened to be wearing. She favored tight fits and plunging necklines. Usually with matching short skirts or shorts to show off her long legs to best advantage.
She was always the life of any party, and a favorite among the men. Her reputation preceded her to this party though.
She was a tease. Great with head, rumored to let some in the back door, other rumors said she would play with girls for men's entertainment. The most tantalizing rumor said she was in fact a virgin, despite her wild nights.
She had left a trail of destruction and blue balls from one end of the colloge to the other and now she would get her pay back. This time they were waiting for her.

Lacey had decided on a school girl look for the party tonight. She wore a short blue skirt that revealed much when she bent over, and a white button down shirt, that she tied at the bottom, closing only one button above the knot. She slipped on white thigh highs and clipped them to the matching garter belt. Finally a pair of white heels, easy to slip out of in case she needed to run. She giggled to herself thinking of the poor boys she would torment tonight.
She arrived a few minutes late, though there weren't many people yet. When she got her drink she realized that she was the only girl in the room, I she was apparently the last to notice as they were all staring at her.
She chuckled a little nervously, "Uh, Am I early or something?"
 
Ryan Marshall had been looking at Lacey ever since he arrived at the collage. Once at a party she even was about to give him head but turned out to be only joking. He had watched her all right, lusted after her. Seen her at parties, and heard all the rumors. He would have her, if she was in fact a virgin, one way or another. He planned this so called 'party' with a few freinds of his. They would all get their turn. But Ryan got her first. And she had no idea until she came in.

Ryan had golden blonde hair that didn't go down his neck but did hang in bangs infront of his emreald eyes. He was considered depressing and dark by many, wearing black clothes that hung loosley around his skinny frame. He was popular, and always pulling pranks, once he set the front lawn on fire but said one of his freinds made him do it. There was also the incident with the courtyard statue. with a girl he had just met [he'd rather not talk about that one].

The plan was ingenious and because Lacey loved parties, it was foolproof. "No Lacey, you aren't early at all. In fact, your just in time." He snapped rather commandingly and one of the other men in the room grabbed her and covered her mouth with his hand. Ryan smirked his evil, frighting smirk and shook his head quickly to get his bangs away from his eyes, so he could get a perfect look at the sexy girl that was now all his.
 
Lacey knew she was in trouble.
She remembered Ryan alright. He'd even scared her a bit, and not many of the chumps she toyed with did that.
When she had walked away, leaving a raging hard -on standing before him she had seen the anger. She had thought aboutit briefly before coming tonight but, shit she hadn't expected this.
She watched him as he surveyed her body, his muscles were all tense and rigid, and she could swear he was already hard.
Lacey was in big trouble this time.
 
The man holding Lacey dropped her and she fell on the ground, the only thing that stopped her head from being busted by the cold wood floor was a rug. Ryan kneeled down so that he was at eye level with her, a tent pitched in his black jeans. "Tonight, your all mine. I'm going to tame this tease." Ryan squeezed one of her firm breasts and undid the button on her shirt and untied the knot, the shirt fell around her arms leaving her chest exposed. He ran one of his painted fingernails down her bare stomach to her thigh, leaving a shallow scratch along the path he marked, once there he removed the garter belt. The hooks flew off and hit her legs. He literally ripped off her skirt and underwear. and kicked her out of her heals, the only peice of clothing left the stockings.
 
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Lacey

Lacey was trembling from head to toe. On the floor in only her stockings, her long pigtailed hair the only thing still in place.
Knowing it was useless she lunged for the doorway, managing only a shocked stumble before he had one of those same braids wrapped around his hand and pulled her up short.
 
Ryan even denied her of that after pulling her back down, her pigtails, he undid them letting her hair go loose. He put her back down on the ground with a strong hand pressing hard against her shoulder, his other hand used to unzip his black jeans. He removed his boxers, which had a huge tent pitched in them, 11 inches of thick cock came out, already hard, he picked her up and leand her against a couch, his hands reached down and started fingering her cunt, but being careful not to stick any fingers in. He decided to strip her virginity after stripping her clothes, he threw her onto the couch, got on top of her, and came down hard, sticking all his cock into her pussy all at once. Tears were already going down her face.
 
"No!" she cried as he came down on her and into her. The tears were flowing as a fire burned through her. "Please, I'm sorry! please!" She screamed out everytime he pounded in.

"Sotp please, I'm a virgin!" she yelled in desperation, knowing that was no longer the case.
 
Blood poured out her pussy and onto the couch, where it dripped to the floor leaving a puddle. "I can see that...oh well...not anymore." His statement was heartless and sarcastic. He pumped in faster, He put an arm around her back and brought her up to him, kissing her passionatley, his tounge sliding inside her mouth as she moaned her protests. He broke off the kiss and broke off his heavy fucking, letting her pussy bleed. It was also soaking wet. "You say no, but your body tells another story." He grabbed her shoulder and flipped her over, he put his cock in her again, this time in her ass, straining to put it all in but succeeding.
 
Even as the pain exploded again, in whole new ways she knew she couldn't deny what he said. She was wet, she was getting horny. All the while screaming her denial at him, moans nows replacing some of the screams.

"Ryan Stop!" She tried. But he kept going. Lacey felt herself tearing, felt blood and cum from her now broken flower. When she moaned in pain and pleasure he squeezed her breasts mercilessly. "You moan like a slut." he told her.
 
He kept going, constantly, non stop, and finally was about to cum. He stuck his cock back into her pussy and dumped the full load deep inside her. He looked spent, but squeezing her breasts and the thought of what he was going to do next got him hard again quickly.
 
Lacey was so relieved when he spent himself that she didn't even think of possible consquences. He was done!
"Well you've had your fun, " she snapped, trying to regain control, "I'll be going now, to clean myself." She stood up to get her clothing, not noticing that he was already returning to the game, just hoping she could get away.
 
"Oh no you don't you little slut." He was much faster then her, he tackled her to the ground before she could get any of her clothes back on, pulling at her hair. He picked her up and put her face infront of his cock. "You are going to suck it, or else." He reached for his pocketknife on the endtable and flicked it out, He used one hand to grab her hair and the other to put it at her throat. "Catch my drift."
 
Lacey saw stars as he landed atop her, the air knocked from her. She could only gasp as he put the knife against her. For a moment she was frantic.
He wanted her to do something, she couldn't remember what, he was going to kill her if she didn't remember!!
With relief she did remember and sucked his tip eagerly into her mouth before realizing what she was doing. A mess of cum and blood already on her lips she tried to pull back, forgetting his fingers in her hair.
He gripped her hair painfully and started pounding his slick cock down her throat. "When I say suck you do it, slut!" he roared pounding all the more. She gagged and choked, then just fought for a breath as he fucked her mouth.

Finally he stopped, leaving his tip firmly in her throat, "Now try again." he growled. Whimpering and crying she did as told and sucked every bit of them both off his cock.
 
She got it right. His cock was licked clean and hard as ever. The next thing he wa about to do would easilly be the most painful that that has ever happened to her. Slamming her against the ground with his knife ih hand he made a very thin and shallow cut from her belly button down to her pussy, once at that point, he used one of his hands to stick in his knife, the blade cutting against the walls of her pussy. His other hand pulled up and twisted her nipples.
 
Lacey screamed until her throat was raw, her mouth full of the taste of her own blood, she screamed as he drew even more.
Begging him, "Please, please, stop, I'll do what ever you want, please stop." In a gasping monotone between earsplitting screams.
How was it that no one would hear, that no one would stop this.
As the bladed slipped between her folds she stopped writhing, trembling and sobbing with the pain, she continued begging. "Please just tell me what you want, I'll do it, just please stop."
 
Ryan smirked adn gave her his offer. "I have several demands." He pulled the knife out and made a small, deep, cut on one of her breasts as he talked. "Iwant you to never speak of this again. I want you to not tell anybody. And I want you to be my date at the huge Fall Fest party in 5 days. And if I hear you say ONE owrd to anyone about what happened. I will kill you, in the most horrid way you can imagine, He stopped making his cut. "Now go get yourself dressed." If he wasn't so evil, Ryan could get a date without threats, he had looks but no heart.
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[OCC: Just for a fun story, could she take a pregnancy test and it's positive]
 
Lacey thought through his demands. There were the obvious ones of course but, his date? What could she do Lacey decided. She started pulling on her clothing, what would go back on at least, he had done a number on her things.
"Fine." snapped then thought better of it, "I'll do as you say Ryan." she finished meekly. Glancing nervously around for the others who had disappeared, at least she had been spared them.
"When, and where do you want me to meet you?" she asked, hoping she could get away before the party.
 
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[OCC: Just for a fun story, could she take a pregnancy test and it's positive][/QUOTE]


OOC: what so you can torment them both? lol. Stick with picking on me big boy.
 
"I'm going to be stopping by every day to make sure your still around...Don't even think about leaving." Its like he was reading her mind. He smirked. "Better take a pregnancy test. And you better not even THINK of leaving. If anyone asks you got in car accident." He shoved her out the door when she got on what she could.

[occ: :p ]
 
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Lacey didn't remember getting back to her house. Didn't remember crawling into the scalding hot shower. And she didn't remember the panic attack that left her unconscious on the floor of the shower.

When she came to she was still in the shower and it was still warm. She shook her head trying to put the pieces together. In a rush it all came back. The party. Ryan, her date for Fall Fest. Looking down at herself she saw the beginnings of dark bruises around her legs, pelvis, and breasts, and running tracks all over her from the knife.
Tenderly she reached between her legs. Hissing she pulled her hand back, nothing permantent but, damn, he tore her apart good. The trembling came back again then. She wanted to run, and new she couldn't, she wanted to get help, but believed his threats. She knew she would do exactly as he had told her to do.
"Ouch." she yelped, for some reason she had gotten wet thinking about what he may do to her later. When the sweet juices had hit the small cuts it had stung terribly.
Glad she lived alone she turned off the water and stood naked before the mirror. Her eyes looking back, belonged to someone else, some one trapped and scared.With trudging steps she found her way blindly to her bed and fell sobbing, into a deep sleep.
 
Ryan lived his life as normal for the remainder of the evening. He bragged to his freinds, well, more like his crowd, about he got the sexy head cheerleader as a date, but didn't say how it happened. He went back to his dorm, which he lived alone in ever since he fraimed his roomate and freind for the arson at the front lawn. He talked to his aunt claiming he was doing great, stupid idiot never figured anything out, watched some TV as well. He made sure he looked as good and frightining as ever, and went to bed.
 
The next Day

Lacey stayed in bed late into the day. Her dreams gave her no rest as she relived her torment over and over. She'd wake up, cry then try again.

Deciding that she couldn't face the world she sent an excuse to her teachers through a friend, telling them that she had taken a fall and needed rest.
She sprang awake suddenly, thinking she had heard her ffront door relatch. She listened intently for a few minutes, unconciously covering herself with her sheet.
Not hearing anything else she laid back down assuming it must have been part of her dream.
 
But indeed, it was not. Ryan opened the door, and he walked in alone. His appearence looked rather tired and he didn't even look like he had the energy to shake his bangs out of his face. Ryan always was surrounded by a rather dark aurora, but he himself was almost never as unhappy as he was now. He smelt faintly of cocaine and walked in. "Just making sure your still here." His voice was deeper then normal. He walked up to her and held her face in his hands. "You better not leave. You better not think about it. You know what'll happen once I find you." Then quickly and forcefully he kissed her and got up, walking out rather slowley. He was going to make sure she was still there until 6 days from now, when the party was. As he walked out he put both his hands in his pocket. Out of one pocket came a ciggerate and the other a lighter, he flicked the lighter, lighting up the ciggerate, and took a long draw before walking out and getting into his car.
 
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