CHAPTER SEVEN
PURSUER
Who would have known my little Kitten was such a pain slut? I'm getting hard again just thinking about those red and purple welts all over her beautiful ass as my cum dripped between her ass cheeks. Thank fuck I took a picture! I’m going to make good use of this later.
ELLIOT
As I wait for AB to come back from the ladies’ room, I catch a glimpse of someone who looks like Jared turning the corner to head down the stairs. I start to head after him, but AB comes out the bathroom.
“AB, are you all alright?” I say as I hurry toward her.
“Fuck, I didn't mean to make you cry. I just want what is best for you.” Trying to bring her some comfort, I rub her arms with my hands.
“I didn’t do anything to him I swear. Ask him! I’ll help find out who did, just please stop crying.”
Fuck I can’t handle her tears. Her makeup is ruined, black rings around her eyes and streaking down her cheeks, and lipstick that was obviously chewed off her lips that are now bright red and angry.
“You could go out with me sometime.”
Annabelle jerks back out of my hands, “What?!? Have you lost your mind? Why would I go out with you?!?”
“Wow, Annabelle way to let a guy down easy.”
Crossing my arms over my chest, I attempt to put some space between us, knowing she’s just getting started. I have no idea why, but her reaction hurt. I mean can't she see me as anyone other than her best friend?
“You know what, you make a great friend, but that's it.”
She starts to turn away from me but stops and faces me again.
“Wait, is this why you scare off any man who dares to look at me? You wanted me for yourself but didn't have the balls to say anything? Elliot, you are such a damn coward! Grow a pair and just ask a girl out when you like her. We are not in high school anymore!”
She turns on her heel and starts to storm off but doesn’t make it far before I’m snapping back at her.
My anger is raging now!
“If you weren’t such a whore...” I couldn't even finish my sentence before she’s standing in front of me and slaps me hard across the face.
“You know what? Stay the fuck away from me!”
She looks at someone over my shoulder and storms off.
ANNABELLE
I couldn’t take being at work any longer. I told my boss that I wasn’t feeling well. I must have looked a wreck since he told me to go home.
I'm standing in my shower with my butt against the cool tile, letting the burning water beat down on my too sensitive skin.
What the fuck is wrong with me? Who gets off on someone beating them with a ruler?
Just thinking about it makes my clit tingle. I couldn’t bring myself to look at the marks when I was getting in the shower, feeling them was bad enough. Raised bands, rough in a few spots from scabs, insanely sensitive. I’ve already inhaled two bottles of water and some ibuprofen. Walking is a challenge and sitting is excruciating.
God dammit.
I don’t have the brainpower to think about Elliot asking me out.
Seriously, Elliot?
Fuck it. I just don’t care right now. I’ll feel bad about my reaction later. Tonight, I’m going to sleep in nothing but an old t-shirt with ice packs on my ass. Probably cry myself to sleep.
How could he just leave me after he fucked me? He's supposed to know me better than anyone else!
After the spanking he was there, he soothed me, let me fall apart then he just fucked me and left. Wham bam thank you ma’am style.
Who does that?
Turning off the shower and stepping out to grab a towel, I see the edge of my bruises. I gasp with a hand on my mouth then freeze in shock.
No wonder it hurts so much to sit down. Holy Fuck!
Inch thick welts that are purple and bright red, broken capillaries, scabs, and the skin around the marks are pink like sunburn. Seeing them makes them hurt worse, it’s so much worse than I thought it would be.
I slowly make my way to my bed on autopilot, pull the blankets down and climb in still damp from the shower and naked. Lying on my side with my arms and legs wrapped around a body pillow, I stare out my window until my eyes shut, and I fall asleep.
PURSUER
Can’t stay here. Can’t stay here.
Think
Think
THINK ASSHOLE!!!
The anger inside me is raging. I am past the point where I can’t control it. HOW DARE SHE DEFY ME! I know he was following my Kitten. He can't have her. She is mine and mine alone.
Apparently breaking a few heads against the pavement is in order. The last one just broke some fingers. I need more.
Can't get caught.
Can’t get caught.