Dylan Draven - A week later
I watch from a tree, far away from the bonfire in the field. Watch as Angel dances drunkenly with her friends in another slutty fucking costume. She’s dressed in a tight hot pink mini dress, her blonde ponytail swinging as she moves. Michael Carver has his hands all over her hips as he humps himself against her ass and calls it dancing. Her boyfriend/not boyfriend Greg Morton watching with a grin as he slips around the other side of her, both of them sandwiching her between them.
She’s pathetic. Letting everyone and everyone get their hands on her. Making herself the schools whore.
I keep watching standing there , my skeleton mask in place, wearing a long sleeved black t shirt and black jeans , with black boots. I wait patiently. I wait and wait till she scampers off towards the woods to find a place to “break the seal”.
I slip from the tree where I’m standing , into the perimeter of the woods and make my way towards where she’s walking. She’s too drunk and the music is too loud for her to even hear my boots crushing sticks and leaves as I make my way to where she’s just entered the tree line , and watch her stumble. Such an idiot, wearing fucking heels to a god damn field.
“Ow fuck” I hear her squeak and then drunkenly giggle to herself as she props herself up against a tree.
I wait till she’s done, watching her squat, then wipe herself with the bunched toilet paper she took from one of the rolls they’d all brought. Cheap beer, drugs, and toilet paper to piss in the woods. Her and the other classmates of mine had brought all they needed for a night of debauchery.
I watch her tug her hot pink panties back into place, her too small, too short dress up around her waist, and she tugs that back down as she hums to the music coming from the field.
I walk towards her as she starts to move , drawing her attention , her ponytail whipping to the side as she jerks her head with a gasp. A hand flies to her chest as she lets out a tiny scream. Recognition quickly fills her face and she tightens her lips into a scowl. Dropping her hand.
“YOU” she says angrily with accusation. I grin behind my mask as I walk slowly , closer, towards her.
I’d only texted her that once , the morning after. Even though she’d messaged me for the next two days trying to get me to reply. I enjoyed pissing her off with my silence. Watching her have a one sided argument with herself. Watching her use as many methods as she could, to try to get me to talk. Calling me as many names as she could to try to anger me into responding. Then trying her whore tactics and telling me how wet I made her. How she needed me to get her off. She’d tried to be sweet , to apologize. Then she’d went back to calling me every name in the book. Tried to act like my fingering her “wasn’t that great” , so she’d said.
“Who are you?” She growls up at me as I just cock my head slightly and then move even closer. Her hand reaching up to grab my back. My hand snatching her wrist , even if she wasn’t half drunk, she wouldn’t be quick enough.
“Let go of me you fucking- ah!” She screeches as I grab her ponytail and pull and make her drop her fucking knees.
“What the fuck?!” She whines and I grab her face with one hand, gripping her jaw now as I undo my belt with the other , her eyes going wide.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” She glares up at me.
“I’m not doing anything Angel…it’s what YOU are about to do” I say and her breath hitches as she listens to me talk.
I drop my zipper and push my pants down just enough as I draw my cock out. Her eyes going right to it, and they widen.
“Be a good fucking whore and suck my cock” I growl and grab her ponytail again as she pulls back and I groan and force her face towards me dick.
“You fuckin ash-“ she lets out a small scream that gets muffled by my cock as I shove it into her mouth.
“Shut up and suck” I growl as her hands push at my thighs. I thrust deeper and she gags.
“Either suck me like you suck those fucking idiots that don’t deserve it…or I’ll fuck your face like the whore you are Angel” I warn her and she moans. Fucking moans.
“You dirty fucking bitch” I grunt as her mouth closes and sucks , her mouth slipping up and down my cock.
“Mmmm” I hum as her hot pink painted lips smear the color up and down the length of my cock.
“You’re such a dumb fucking slut” I groan and she tries to pull her mouth from my cock and I pull her face back towards me as I thrust. Choking her with my cock , her saliva drooling from her mouth as she gags around my dick.
“I said suck my fucking Angel” I groan as I grab her face and start to fuck her mouth as she moans around it.
“Miss me Angel?” I groan as I use her mouth.
“Miss me telling you what a fucking nasty little whore you are?” I taunt her , her eyes looking up at me , at my mask , her eyes watering as she grips my thighs , her nails digging into the jean fabric as she kneels in the dirt like the slut she is.
“You’re such a worthless fucking slut” I groan as I listen to the sounds of her sucking and moaning on my dick.
“Always letting everyone use your pathetic little cunt”
“How many cocks have you had inside of that disgusting fucking cunt of yours?”
“Can you even count that high , you dumb fucking whore?”
She sucks harder and I groan.
“Absolutely..fucking…worthless”
“A dirty little fuckin whore”
“Youre nothing but holes Angel”
“Everyone knows it”
“And you love it, you love being a pathetic little fucking pig”
She yanks her head back, her slutty fucking mouth panting and drooling.
“Fuck you!” She pants and I chuckle and grab her ponytail and slap my dick over her mouth.
“Shut up and suck my fucking dick” I growl at her as she glared up at me. But she can’t help it. Can’t help being a fucking whore and letting her mouth fall back open and welcome my cock back inside.
“Dumb fucking slut” I groan as I grab her face and fuck it faster this time. Deeper. Making her gag over and over as she slaps my thighs for a mercy that I don’t give. Tears streaming down her face as I use her mouth. Punishing her fucking mouth for all the shit she’s said to me over the years. Freak. Loser. Creep. All the things she called the too quiet loner that only minded my own fucking business and watched her and her flock be narcissistic fucks and assholes to everyone “below” them.
“Suck my fucking cock Angel” I groan as I keep fucking her face.
“Make me cum , you worthless cunt” I grunt as I fuck her face faster and she chokes , gagging hard on my cock and I groan. My head going back as I use her mouth.
“That’s it, fucking choke” I growl , my cum rocketing from my dick and down her throat as I give a loud satisfied groan of release. Panting behind my mask as Angel swallows it down.
Seconds later I draw myself from her mouth and then tuck my fucking cock back into my pants as she kneels. Makeup smeared, cheeks wet and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
“Youre a fucking bastard” she hisses and I laugh as I zip up my jeans.
“And you’re cum guzzling trash.” I reply as she glared at me.
“You can call me a whore all you want. I like having sex and I like-“
“Being used?” I cut her off. “I’m sure you do. That’s what makes you a fucking whore. Enjoying it, doesn’t change the fact.”
“So you’re a whore too.” She says as she pushes to her feet, a few leaves sticking to her knees along with the dirt on them.
“Whatever helps a whore sleep at night.” I say and then turn to leave.
“Where are you going?” She asks annoyed and I just keep walking through the woods, further into them as she follows , trying to keep up.
“I’m fucking talking to you!” She yells and I chuckle as I keep walking.
“Hey!” She screeches and stumbles over her feet with a little yelp as she tumbled to the ground. I just keep walking.
“Fuck you!” She yells after me as I walk away into the dark.