“You want me to whip you?” she asks.
“Do you want to whip me?” I lower my eyelids, daring her.
“No,” she squeaks.
“Well, pretend I’m that Daddy of yours who did bad things to you,” I mock with a smirk.
Her body goes rigid. “That’s not funny.”
“Maybe you liked those bad things. Did you sit on his lap and wriggle your ass over his cock, Jodie?”
“Shut up!”
“Did you encourage him to come to your room? Walk around naked and claim innocence?”
“I hate you! Shut up!”
“Mommy knew what a little whore you were, though, didn’t she? And she blamed you for Daddy coming into your room at night instead of the marital bed.”
The lash kisses the air with a hiss and ignites a fire across my stomach. “I didn’t want him to come to my room. I HATED IT!” Another lash burns a trail across my chest.
“Did you beg for him to stop, Jodie? Or did you just lie there like Daddy’s good little girl while he tore you up?” A rain of lashes come down on me from her frenzied attack. I feel the buckle cut the skin, the blood warming a path down my torso. Her quick spurts of breath and retching make me want to come.
“Oh God! I’m so sorry,” she cries looking over my damaged skin.
I reach for the belt, snatching it from her, and grab her wrist with my other hand, dragging her towards me. I wrap the belt around her throat and pull the strap through the buckle then push her back on the bed. Pulling her jeans and panties away from her body, I unzip my own and pull my hard cock free and lay between her thighs. Gripping the belt strap, I pull, tightening it, and her hands go to her throat, trying to loosen it. I lean over her and watch her face turn a delicious, flushed red, her eyes watering and creating tears for me to lick up. “Look how easy it is to fuck you. No wonder he came to your room.” I push inside her. “You’re dripping wet, Jodie. You’re such a dirty little girl who loves a big cock taking her little cunt whenever they want.”
Her gurgles make me laugh. I loosen the belt slightly to hear what she has to say.
“I didn’t want him in my room!” she cries as I thrust into her.
“Of course you didn’t,” I mock, fucking her harder.
Her hands reach for the belt around her throat again and I grab them in one hand and lick at the scars there. Her hips lift to meet my thrusts and her cries become moans. I pull my cock out of her and slap her pussy a few times before pushing three fingers inside her, then four. She screams in pleasure and her pussy floods my fingers and the bed with her come.
“You’re a gusher, sweet little Jodie.”
Getting up onto my knees I pull at the strap, raising her with me and forcing her head to look between her legs. “You wet the fucking bed you disgusting little girl.” She whimpers as I lower her mouth to my cock. “Suck your sin from my cock.”
Her tongue laps at me like an obedient dog. Pushing my cock down her throat I tighten the strap on the belt, making her gag and choke, her throat closing plugged by my cock making me come. I pull out and grip her wrist so my come can empty all over her criss cross scars while she drags air into her lungs.
“Now get out. I have to shower.”
OVER THE FEW WEEKS OF watching Cereus from afar I’ve learned of her distaste for others. Her mind wanders and she often zones out when in the crowd of people she chooses to spend time with. There’s one girl she’s always with, and it’s her I’ve followed today. She has ink black hair with a streak of purple through it, a nose ring and a lip ring. Her clothes are similar to Cereus’ only she carries more weight around her middle and is a few inches shorter so they hang differently on her. She always comes to this liquor store after school so it’s here I make a recurring visit, and make my interest known with smirks in her direction. Her parents must own the place because she comes and goes freely into the back room. Her eyes clash with mine as I enter and she bumps into some stacked bottles of wine, making them sway, and one topples from the top. She cringes and jumps but I move quickly, grabbing the bottle before it can smash to the floor.
“Nearly,” I joke.
“Oh my God, thank you. I’m so clumsy when I’m around hot guys.”
She’s forward and it takes me slightly off guard. I’ve been around Jodie too long. Her eyes devour me while she smacks her chewing gum around in her mouth.
“Is that right?” I ask.
“Sure is. I’ve seen you in here a couple of times now. You new to the area?”
I turn my back on her and begin walking down the aisle, speaking over my shoulder. “You sure you’re not a stalker?”