I never felt more ashamed in my life. I sat on the school floor against the wall, naked. I didn't have any clothes. Chris ripped them to the point where I couldn't piece them together. The cum that was inside me dripped out in a small pool on the floor. Tears ran down my face and my body shivered. I didn't know what to do with myself I was so ashamed. I should've yelled out for help but instead I let him rape me. My phone vibrated. I looked at the message. It was my mom wondering where I was. I didn't notice that it was a half hour after school and I usually came right out. I hated this place. I texted my mom back: "Mom, you need to come inside the school. I'm by the old stairwell on the east side of the school. Bring towel or something please I need your help" I sent it to her, I knew it would worry her and she would come quickly. The next day I wore my usual. Except this time I didn't wear a thong. I wore boy shorts and a tank top under my blouse. I walked into the class Chris was in. He was sitting NEXT to my spot. For some reason he moved. He looked up and smiled. He had a charmingly evil smile. God no matter how much I hated him I was still drawn to him. I shook my head and sat down next to him. "So how are you feeling?" His dark voice spoke to me. I sighed "I feel fine." Chris's eyes examined my body, as if he was seeing if anything is wrong "Well you're not pregnant" My hands curled up into fists "How would you know?" "You're not swelling, nothing is wrong or different with your body" Suddenly I felt his perfectly smooth marble hands run down my arm "And you're not in a cold sweat or too hot" His hand slid on top of mine I uncurled my hands and his hand slid into mine. The coolness of his voice and hand calmed me down. "How do you know all this?" Chris simply shrugged, "I just know" I nodded and watched his fingers slide into mine. Class began. Chris sat back and he took my hand with him and rested his hand and mine on his leg. Fortunately it was my left hand, not my writing hand. The entire time I smiled, my hate towards Chris lessened. He wasn't mean or a bad guy just sexually frustrated. The whole day Chris walked me to class and carried my books. I didn't notice how many classes he had with me. We talked together at lunch and basically spent the day together At the end of the day we walked down the hall "Wanna come over? My mom is probably going to work now. She won't be back till tomorrow morning" I tilted my head confused "What about your dad?" "My dad?" He laughed "Well, he's out on a business trip." I shrugged "Sure why not" Chris smiled. I loved his smile and his piercings After a few minutes we got out of his car and walked in his house. It was small and the furniture was mismatched. He threw his book bag on the chair. I walked in the living room "Here let me take that" he took my bag and set it down by the chair he put his book bag in. He slid his hands on my hips and he slowly grinded against me. I sighed at the pleasure, his hands worked my hips and relaxed me His pierced lips met my neck and he kissed my neck slowly. I leaned back against him "Is this why you brought me here?" His hands slid into my skirt "I think you know the answer to that" Skillfully his hands worked off my skirt. My skirt dropped to the floor "I'm going to make you my sex slave" Before I could react, Chris suddenly gagged me and pushed me to the floor. He tied my hands behind my back. He picked me up. I struggled to get out of his grip. "Oh calm your tits" He delivered a sharp slap to my ass. I squealed at the slap and began to cry He took me in his room and threw me on his bed. He stripped himself and walked around and held my head. I looked up at his cold dark eyes. He took the gag off and he held my mouth open "Mm you have such a pretty little mouth" He leaned down and kissed me roughly. His piercings dug into my lips. I whimpered and tried to pull away. He bit my lip and he took my blouse off "Ah wearing a shirt under your blouse huh? Think that's gonna stop me?" He tore of my tank top. His hungry tongue licked his lower lip, he stared at my breasts "Ch- Chris please st- stop" "Shut up!" He forced the gag on my mouth again. His hands traveled my body. Rubbing each of my breasts. He evilly chuckled, his hands were so cold and my body was so hot. Before I knew it he ripped off my bra and panties and forced my legs apart. "Hmmm just how wet are you baby?" Suddenly he jammed his cold fingers inside my wet heat. I couldn't help but to moan, he had gotten me so worked up. Chris licked his lips and smiled as he moved his fingers inside me. "Some one is clearly turned on here" he swished his fingers in me and pulled them out slowly. "You're so wet and I'm not even inside you yet" with that he licked his fingers clean and positioned himself between my legs. Just to tease me he rubbed his tip against my entrance. I trembled and moaned into my gag, I wanted him so badly. He gripped my breast and he thrusted himself into me. I gasped and spread my legs wider "Ohoho! Some one is willing now huh?" He thrusted himself harder and harder, causing my wetness to splash out on to his thighs. I moaned as loud as I could, I bit on the gag. Chris began to groan as he went faster, his length was pounding into me and I felt it. I felt it push past my tight walls and hitting my spot that was deep inside of me. He kept hitting it over and over. I arched my back and screamed into the gag. I felt a hotness over me and my body shook as I had my orgasm. I came and I came all over him. He pulled out and stroked himself hard "Ah fuck!" He yelled out and he came all over my body. His sticky cum was all over my tits. Chris looked down at the mess he made and simply smiled "Damn you're something else (your name)" He leaned down and kissed my neck "I think I'm going to keep you"
