Revenge pt 2 - The plot thickens. - Sex Stories

Revenge pt 2 - The plot thickens.

... her. Over the pain I was causing her, she struggled to answer. "I...I...I don't know, I...aaaahhhh." she whined. "Answer me." I said calmly, twisting her nipples again. "Yes! I...I think I do..." she said. "What's nice about your body, slut?" I asked. I started to loosen my grip slightly, only to tighten it even further. I repeated this action, gripping and loosening, again and again. "I...aah...aaaaahhh," she moaned. I gripped harder, prompting her to answer. "My...my tits! I have big tits!" she cried. "What else?" I said. "I'm...mmmmm," she moaned, "I'm fit...I keep f- Fit!" she gasped. "What else?" "I don't know, I..." "Do you think men notice your body?" I asked quietly. She bit her lip tightly, and nodded. "Do you like it when they look at you?" I asked. "I...I don't know." I started lightly twisting her nipples again. "Ah! Yes, I...I like when they look at my tits! I...want them to want me..." "And what does that make you?" I asked. "A...a slut, I'm a slut. I want them to look at me, I want to make them hard..." she said, gasping. I knew this about her already, of course. For all her secret inexperience, she seemed to revel in being wanted by men, always dressing to show skin and cleavage. She'd had a reputation around school for being a tease for a while now. I wanted to hear her confess it to me, confess that she was just a vain bitch. As someone who'd never really been considered attractive, it was so satisfying to punish her for this. I know it was petty, but I ...

... wanted to hurt her. "Do you want to do anything else with all these admirers?" I asked. "NO!" she shouted, "No, only you, only you...ahahh.". I pulled her close to me, leaned in and put my lips to her ear. "Get out, slut." I whispered. I released her nipples. She gasped and moaned at the relief. Her hands jumped up to her boobs and she started gently massaging them. "Out." I repeated. She gathered her clothes and left quickly, avoiding my eyes. == The next Friday she came over again, this time wearing a little black negligée. It was completely see-through except for the bra, which was pushing her boobs up and giving her the most spectacular cleavage. I could see that she wasn't wearing any panties underneath it. "Do you like this?" she asked, swirling the hem around the top of her thighs, "I bought it for you." It was so strange, how even though I'd seen her naked so many times by now, this little bit of cover made things so erotic. "It's very nice, Jessica." I said calmly. Her face lit up with delight. She bounced happily, her cleavage jiggling. She really wanted to please me. But I wanted her naked. "But we wouldn't want to get it all messy, would we?" I said. She shook her head, huge smile still spread across her face, and started to slip out of it. Seeing how much my opinion mattered to her, how happy a simple compliment made her, was a huge turn-on. She undressed, laying the thin material gently on my desk instead of just discarding it. She got up in front of me on the bed, ...