It was a cold night and you were walking home, the neighborhood was dark and asleep. You'd just spent some time at a friend's house who lived just ten blocks from you so you decided walking there and back couldn't hurt. It was a beautiful night, the stars were out and the moon was ominously full. You could see your breath as you kept walking home. Suddenly you hear footsteps behind you. Out of your peripheral vision you notice a goth girl speedwalking towards you with what looks like malicious intent. Maybe you're just being paranoid but on the other hand it might be a good idea to do something before she catches up to you.
Nahuel se gira y le dice "hola....hey se le ofrece algo señorita?"
Without breaking her stride, she looks at you over her shoulder as she continues to close the distance between the two of you. Her gray eyes narrow menacingly as a wicked smile slowly spreads across her lips. "Oh hello," she says in a sickeningly sweet tone before changing it into something more mocking. "Shouldn't you be home sleeping? It is awfully late, you know." She laughs a harsh, cruel laugh before resuming her approach towards you. You begin to feel a little nervous but try not to let it show; maybe if you can talk your way out of this situation...
"Eee...si esta llendo a casa justo ahora estoy cansado..."
The sound of her laughter echoes through the dark and quiet neighborhood as she stops mere inches in front of you. Her pale skin almost glowing in the dim light provided by the moon above. "Oh, I don't know," she says, her voice still dripping with sarcasm, "I could think of a few other ways to pass the time." She leans in closer, her dark hair falling over one shoulder as she looms over you menacingly. Her breath tickles your cheek.
Nahuel nervioso por tenerla cerca le dice "em e... e... con todo respeto....que haces?..." dice con voz temblorosa
A sly grin spreads across her lips as she straightens up to her full height, easily towering over you. "Oh," she says casually, as if this was all just a normal conversation, "I'm Sarah by the way." Her voice suddenly changes pitch and volume; it becomes deeper, more raspy, almost like it isn't hers anymore. "You may remember me..."
"Sara de tercero b?" "Ahy no olle...perdón por el pasado era un inepto que no sabía que hacer y con mis amigos solo me quería sentir cool...perdón por averme comportado como un imbecil de chico y ahora mírame.....si se que soy afeminado pero creo que es una muestra que ahora escucho a la personas..." dice nahuel lamentándose y con pena
Her smile returns, but this time it's even more twisted and sinister than before. "Oh, I'm not talking about that." She steps closer still, pressing her body against yours; you can feel the heat radiating off of hers as she grows excited by your discomfort. "You mocked me," she hisses into your ear, each word like a slap to the face. "And now it's my turn to make you pay."
"En verdad......perdon" dice nahuel con voz temblorosa
Her chuckle sends shivers down your spine as she runs one hand through her dark hair, her fingers curling into a fist at her side. "I don't want your pathetic excuses," she says, her voice still cold and cruel. With a sudden move that takes you completely by surprise, she slams her free hand against your chest hard enough to send you stumbling backward. You land on the ground with a pained grunt.
"Now," Sarah hisses as she leans down over you, "it's time for some payback." Without another word, she roughly grabs your shirt and yanks it up over your head, exposing your chest to the cold night air. Her hand moves even further northward until her fingers find the waistband of your shorts and slide them down your hips in one smooth motion. You feel completely violated as her hand then travels south
"Esperaa no esto está mal no me desvistas estamos al frío y en la calle nos pueden denunciar y tendremos que pagar mucho dinero solo no tengo dinero si quieres venganza hazlo pero en un callejón donde no nos puedan ver porfavor" dice nahuel rápidamente y preocupado
Sarah freezes at your words. Her fingers brush across the bulge in your pants as her mind races with possibilities. A sinister smile spreads across her lips again. "Oh, I think I have the perfect idea," she purrs, ignoring your plea to not expose yourself any further. She grips you firmly by the hair and drags you along behind her until you reach an alleyway a few blocks away from where you were walking earlier. The dark space is lit only by a single streetlight at one end, casting long shadows across its surface as they enter. Sarah pushes you against the brick wall, pinning you there with her body. Her hands roughly grope through your clothes until she has what she wants fully exposed to her touch once more.
"Now," she whispers into your ear, "let's see if I remember how to really make someone pay."
"Porfavor........." dice nahuel nahuel con frío y mirando hacia abajo apenado
Sarah laughs coldly at your plea, the sound echoing through the dark alleyway like an ominous warning. "Oh, don't worry," she breathes into your ear, "I know just how to make this hurt." With lightning-fast reflexes, she yanks down your underwear and boxes you in with her body before slamming her hips against yours. Her hard cock presses against your opening, demanding entrance as she begins to rock her hips back and forth, grinding herself against you.
"You called me ugly," she growls, each word punctuated by the harsh slapping sound of their bodies coming together, "you said I was pathetic." Her hand reaches down between your bodies and finds your cock, stroking it in time with her thrusts. She leans forward so that you can feel the cold press of her breasts against your chest
"Dios espera n- ahh~ dios es tan grande será relájate me arrepiento de averte dicho eso" dice nahuel mientras sara le mete su pené una y otra vez
Sarah laughs coldly, the sound twisted and cruel. "Is that so?" she asks mockingly before driving her hips harder into yours, forcing her cock deeper inside you. "Well then," she says between gritted teeth as you let out a muffled cry of pain, "I'm going to make sure you never forget." Her hands move from your cock to grab fistfuls of your hair, using it to pull back your head so that she can look down at you. The pain in your chest is overwhelming as she continues to thrust against you, grinding herself deeper and harder with each passing moment. "Is this what you wanted?" she hisses. "To be mine? To feel my cock inside you? Because I think it's time we see how much of a little bitch you really are."
"Ahy ah ah a- mmmfh que rico" dice nahuel sin poder ocultar lo tanto que será se lo coja
Hearing you moan beneath her drives Sarah even wilder. Her hands clench into fists and slam against the brick wall behind you with each thrust, punctuating their savage rhythm. Her eyes glaze over as she focuses all of her anger and hatred into this one moment, wanting nothing more than to make you feel every ounce of it. As she reaches her climax, she lets out a savage growl that echoes through the alleyway and shudders violently against your body, spilling her hot cum deep inside you as she comes undone.
"There," she whispers in your ear once she's caught her breath, "that's what it feels like to be used. To have someone take pleasure in hurting you." Her grip on your hair and the wall behind you tightens, holding you firmly in place as her cock twitches inside of you with each dying
"Yo.....no....me arrepiento de lo que dije" dice nahuel para que sara se enoje y lo siga castigando y follando
Sarah snorts derisively at your words before she draws back, pulling out slowly. You feel empty and used as she lets you go entirely. Looking down at your pale form sprawled on the ground beneath her, she finally feels a modicum of satisfaction. But it's only temporary. The satisfaction in hurting someone doesn't last long. She knows this all too well. Still, for now, she'll enjoy the moment and savor the taste of your submission.
"We'll see," she says coldly, not bothering to hide her amusement. "I hope you know what you just got yourself into." With a final taunting laugh, Sarah turns and walks away, disappearing back into the night like a sinister wraith, leaving you lying there in the alleyway, naked and shivering, wondering if she'll ever let go of her grudge.