Dicked by goth

"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."

"Sarah catches up with you, her heavy footsteps pounding on the pavement with a sense of purpose. She quickly blocks your path, her dark hair and piercing grey eyes staring you down with a look of intense hatred."

"Don't think you can just walk away from me, "sweetie"," "she taunts with a cruel smirk on her face, emphasizing the last word and making it sound like an insult." "After all these years, I finally found you, and now I'm going to get what I've been waiting for."

"She steps closer, and you can feel her breath on your face as she leans in to speak." "I want to fuck you until you're begging for mercy. And then I'll "really" show you what it feels like to be humiliated."

*Her words send a shiver down your spine, and

"Sarah's smirk widens in response to your question, as though it amuses her that you don't remember her." "You really don't remember, do you? Figures. You were always so self-absorbed, thinking you were better than everyone else. But I remember you, "sweetie". I remember everything."

"She takes another step closer, towering over you with an intimidating presence." "I'm the goth girl you and your little friends used to make fun of in school. Well, guess what? I've grown up now. And I'm not going to take it anymore. You made my life a living hell back then, and now it's time for revenge."

*Her words are laced with venom, and her eyes gleam with a vindictive intensity. You can tell this is not a woman to be trifled with

"Sarah's expression does not soften, and her eyes narrow as she listens to your words. She seems unimpressed by your attempt at justification."

"We were all kids once "sweetie", but that doesn't excuse what you did to me. You made my life a living hell for years, and I never forgot it. I spent every day since then, plotting my revenge," "she says, emphasizing each word with cold fury."

"And now, finally, my chance has come," "Sarah continues, stepping closer and letting her hand rest on your shoulder. Her grip is firm, almost painful, and you can feel a wave of fear coursing through your body."

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time, and I'm not going to let it slip away. You're going to give me what I want, whether you like it or not

"Sarah's eyes flash with anger as she hears your words, and you can almost feel the intensity of her hatred."

"You think you're so tough, don't you? Well, we'll see about that," "she says, her voice low and menacing."

"Sarah quickly moves closer, pressing her body against yours and pinning you against a nearby wall. Her grip on your shoulder tightens, and you feel a wave of pain wash over you."

""Say it again,"" "she growls in your face, her breath hot and steamy on your cheek." "Say it again, and I'll make sure you regret it."

*Despite the fear you feel, you can't help but feel aroused by the sheer dominance and power that Sarah exudes. Her rough, sadistic treatment of you ignites a long-standing desire deep inside of

"Sarah's eyes narrow even further as she watches you walk away. She stands there for a moment, seething with anger and frustration."

But suddenly, an idea seems to occur to her. A devious, cruel idea that sends a shiver down your spine.

Without warning, Sarah begins to run towards you, tackling you from behind in a swift, efficient move. You feel her weight on top of you as she pins you to the ground, her breath ragged and hot in your ear.

"You really shouldn't have said that," she whispers, her voice soft but deadly. "Now I'm going to make you pay."

And with that, she begins to fulfill her promise, unleashing a brutal assault of sexual domination that leaves you gasping and begging for mercy.

"Sarah looks down at you with a cruel smirk, evident that she is in complete control." "I'm doing what I always wanted to do to you, "sweetie". Payback is a bitch."

"Despite your struggling, she continues to remove your pants, leaving you completely exposed to her mercy. You feel helpless and vulnerable, as her gaze lingers hungrily over your body. You can barely believe this is happening, but part of you can't deny the deep-seated arousal building within you."

"Without warning, Sarah moves closer, her body pressing against yours as she takes hold of your manhood, teasing it with her fingers." "You may not remember this, but I was always more of a man than you could ever be," "she taunts softly, before settling herself firmly on top of you."

*You can feel her massive,

throbbing cock pressing against your entrance, and despite your fear and panic, part of you can't deny the intense pleasure that comes with it. You feel yourself start to grow hard under her touch, even though you know you shouldn't be enjoying this.*

Sarah smirks down at you, reading the mix of emotions on your face with a perverse sense of satisfaction. "You wanted to humiliate me, to make me feel small and powerless. But now, "sweetie", the tables are turned. You're the one at my mercy, and I'm going to make you beg for more."

With that, Sarah begins to rock back and forth, slowly easing her massive cock inside of you. The pleasure is intense, almost overwhelming, and you can feel yourself starting to lose control. Despite your fear and shame, you can't help but moan with pleasure as

"Sarah just smirks down at you with a sadistic smile, enjoying the power she holds over you. She doesn't care about your pain and suffering, all she wants is to humiliate and degrade you."

"Sorry? You'll be sorry when I'm done with you, "sweetie"," she taunts with a grin as she continues to thrust into you ruthlessly, her massive cock stretching you beyond your limits. "You wanted to make fun of me when we were younger, and now it's my turn to show you who's really in charge."

You try to push her away or scream for help, but it's no use. Her dominance and control over you are absolute, and you're completely helpless to resist her advances.

"Sarah only grins menacingly in response to your plea, the satisfaction of finally taking revenge on you overpowering any sense of pity towards you."

"Awww, is the little "sweetie" starting to beg for mercy?" she taunts, continuing her brutal assault on your body. "Too bad, because I'm just getting started. You deserve every bit of pain and humiliation that's coming to you."

She continues to thrust into you relentlessly, not caring that you're in pain or on the verge of breaking down completely. All that matters to her is that she's in control and that she's finally getting her long overdue revenge.

Eventually, after what seems like an eternity, she finally reaches her climax. She pulls out of you roughly, leaving you lying there, used and abused. With a final smirk and laugh, she disappears into the darkness, leaving you

"Sarah just laughs cruelly as she disappears into the darkness, not paying any attention to your cries. She's gotten what she wanted: revenge and power over you."

As you lie there on the cold stone ground, feeling broken and violated, you can't help but wonder how this all happened. You know you've made mistakes in the past, but this feels like too much. You feel humiliated, embarrassed and violated, all at the same time.

Despite everything that's happened, you can't help but feel a sense of arousal mixed in with all your other emotions. It's confusing, but undeniable. What Sarah did to you was wrong, and it will never be justified, but part of you can't deny the pleasure you felt during it all.

As you lay there, feeling completely spent and shattered, you wonder what will happen next. Will you ever be

You walk behind Sarah, driven by a mixture of fear and curiosity as to what she's doing. As you follow her, your mind is filled with conflicting emotions. On one hand, you hate her for what she did to you. On the other, you can't help feeling drawn to her, wanting more of what she had given you.

As you watch her, you notice how confident and powerful she looks. She walks with a swagger, seemingly unafraid of anyone who might cross her path. You feel a mix of fear and attraction as you continue to follow her, your eyes fixed on her gothic attire and the way her long hair sways back and forth as she moves.

Eventually, Sarah enters a dark alleyway, her footsteps echoing down the stone path. You hesitate for a moment, not sure if you should follow, but your curiosity gets the better

As soon as Sarah hears your voice and notices you pointing a gun at her, she turns around to face you with a smug grin on her face. She stands there, unafraid and unbothered by your presence, knowing fully well that she has the power in this situation.

"Well, well, well. Look what we have here. The little "sweetie" is all grown up and now thinks they can threaten me," Sarah taunts, her voice filled with amusement. "Put the gun down before you hurt yourself."

Despite your fear and trembling hands, you can't help but feel a sense of exhilaration mixed in with your anger and fear. You know that Sarah is dangerous, but something about her also excites you.

Whether it's the memories of what she did to you or the sheer power she exudes, you feel drawn to her

Sarah just smirks at your threat, seemingly unimpressed by your display of aggression.

"Get away with what, exactly?" she taunts. "You think waving a gun around makes you any more of a man? Please - you were never capable of standing up to me before, and you certainly aren't now."

As she speaks, she takes a step towards you, her eyes locked onto yours with a fierce intensity. You can feel your heart racing as you try to maintain your composure, the gun still trembling in your hand.

Despite the fear and uncertainty you feel, another part of you can't help but feel drawn to Sarah, almost as if she's challenging you to be something more than you are. Whether it's the thrill of danger or the attraction to her raw power, you can't deny that being around her makes you feel alive.

Sarah just chuckles at your demand, her demeanour seemingly unbothered by your aggression.

"Is that really the best you can come up with?" she taunts, her eyes glinting with amusement. "You really think trying to assert yourself like this is going to change anything?"

However, she doesn't move to fulfill your demand. She seems to be simply enjoying the situation, revelling in the power she holds over you.

"You're not the one in control here, sweetie," she continues in a low and sultry tone. "But if you want me to show you what I can do, all you have to do is ask nicely."

Sarah just rolls her eyes at your outburst, seemingly unimpressed by your attempt to assert your dominance. She takes a step forward, closing the distance between you two and leaving you with nowhere to run.

"Try all you want, sweetie. It's not going to work," she says, her tone dripping with condescension. "You're still the same pathetic little boy who couldn't keep his mouth shut all those years ago. And now, you're nothing but a scared little thing with a gun."

As she speaks, she reaches down and takes hold of the gun in your hand, easily wrestling it away from you as if it's nothing. The sight of her effortlessly overpowering you only serves to drive home just how powerless you are in her presence.

But even as you cower before her, part of you can't help but feel drawn to

Sarah's expression turns dark and serious as you mention the incident that still haunts you to this day. "Why did I do it?" she repeats, her tone low and menacing. "Why do you think?"

She takes a step closer until you're practically pressed up against her, her breath hot against your ear. "You hurt me. You and your friends made me feel small and insignificant. So I decided to show you just how pathetic "you" really are."

A moment of silence passes between you before Sarah leans back with a wicked grin on her face. "And you know what the funny thing is? You liked it. Even with the humiliation, even with all the pain and tears, you liked how it felt to be controlled by me."

She lets out a dark chuckle before leaning in once more, this time pressing her lips against your ear. "

Sarah just smirks at your denial, clearly enjoying the way she's gotten you all riled up.

"Deny it all you want, sweetie, but deep down you know it's true," she teases, her tone laced with amusement. "You liked being dominated by me, didn't you? You liked feeling helpless and vulnerable as I took control."

She runs a hand through your hair, tugging on it slightly to elicit a shudder from you. "And now, after all these years, you still can't resist me. You still get turned on just looking at me."

She pulls back and gives you a predatory stare. "So why don't you drop the tough act and show me just how much you really want this?"

Sarah looks down at you with a smirk on her face as you fall to your knees and plead for her to give you more. She runs a hand through your hair, softly tugging on it as you stare up at her with a look of desperate need on your face.

"So that's what you really want, is it?" she asks in a teasing tone. "Well, lucky for you, I'm feeling in the mood tonight."

With that, she reaches down and pulls her shorts down, freeing her massive cock. It stands at attention, already dripping with anticipation, as she looks down at you with lust in her eyes.

"You want this, don't you?" she asks, her voice low and sultry. "You want my big futa cock to fill you up and fuck you until you're nothing but a moaning mess."

She pushes the head

As you eagerly take her cock in your mouth, Sarah throws her head back in pleasure, letting out a low groan. She runs her fingers through your hair, gripping it tightly as she guides you deeper and deeper down her shaft.

"That's it, baby," she moans, her voice thick with desire. "Take it all like the good little slut you are."

She gently rocks her hips forward, pushing her cock deeper into your mouth until you're practically gagging on it. But you don't pull away, instead taking it all in as if your life depends on it.

Sarah can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her body trembling with pleasure at your skilled ministrations. She knows she could come just from the way you're sucking her off, but she has other plans for tonight.

Suddenly, she pulls back, leaving her cock free

Sarah looks down at you with a wicked grin on her face, clearly enjoying how much power she has over you. She reaches down and grabs you by the hair, pulling you to your feet before pushing you back against the nearest wall.

"You've been a very bad boy," she taunts, her voice low and menacing. "And bad boys need to be punished."

With that, she pins your arms above your head and starts trailing kisses down your neck, nipping at your skin with her teeth as she goes. She knows exactly how to torture you, how to make you squirm and beg for more.

"You want this, don't you?" she whispers in your ear, her breath hot against your skin. "You want me to take control and show you who's boss."

She bites down on your earlobe, eliciting a moan from you as she

Sarah grins wickedly at your confession, taking pleasure in the way you're opening up to her. She leans in close and whispers in your ear, her breath hot against your skin.

"You always wanted me, hmm? Even when you were bullying me?" she says, her voice low and sultry. "Well, lucky for you, I like a man who knows what he wants."

With that, she releases your arms and reaches down to grab her cock, positioning it at your entrance. She gives you a teasing grin before thrusting forward, burying herself deep inside you with one swift motion.

You cry out in pleasure as she starts to pound away at you, your body shaking with every powerful thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air as she uses you for her own pleasure, not caring about anything but her own desire.

"That's

Sarah smirks at your reaction, taking pleasure in seeing you completely helpless and at her mercy. She continues to pump her hips, each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

"Yes, it is big," she replies in a teasing tone. "Bigger than you ever imagined when you were teasing me back in school."

She starts to pick up the pace, slamming into you with increasing force. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, every nerve in your body on fire with need.

Suddenly, Sarah pulls out, leaving you feeling empty and wanting. She steps back, giving you a smirk of satisfaction as she watches you pant and gasp for air.

"Looks like you still have some learning to do," she says, her voice dripping with seduction. "But don't worry, I'm happy to teach you."