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With the overpowering need to regain some semblance of power, I unzipped my pants. She broke her stare to look at my cock, with the first real signs of loss of control present as I pulled it out.
I jacked off and made her watch. I wanted her to see that I didn’t need her. She would have to watch me get off without her help.
I liked it. I liked seeing the crazed lust surface in the depths of the dark eyes that stared helplessly up at me. I was a sick bastard. I knew this.
I was about to use and abuse her like discarded trash.
It was the only way to break the spell.
Feeling all the fury of my life bubble inside. Feeling all my hate. Feeling all the dark fucking evil that consumed all of who I was, I allowed the cum to leave my body in a rush as I growled. My seed splashed down on her exposed body, covering her in my completion. The cum shot out as I felt all my built up angst flow out with it. Hate exited me and rained down upon her. Hurt exploded from deep inside of my gut and showered against her creamy-white flesh, tainting her purity with my selfish and solo release.
Yet, she was beautiful. So insanely beautiful. The wetness coated her flesh, dripped from her hard nipples, and dampened the angles of her collarbone. My cock remained hard, but I maintained my control. I towered over her cum-covered body with my intent completed. My goal was to humiliate her, shame her, splashing the reality onto her soul, shocking her with the darkness of her situation, I watched as her eyes overflowed with tears, and she finally cried. My crazy stalker finally gave me what I needed. She showed me that she was indeed vulnerable. She was indeed alive.
She finally saw me for the man I was.
“Leave. Leave now.”
The big droplets of her misery cascaded down her face as the last of my cum dripped out of me onto her naked body.
I had finally won a battle.
She had seen I was not going to play some sweet high school game with her. She wanted a seat at the adults’ table… well, she better be prepared to face what that all means.
“I don’t want to see you again. Clean yourself up, and then show yourself out,” I said as I put my cock away and went into my bedroom, slamming the door hard.
I knew it wouldn’t be as easy as that getting her out of my home… out of my life. When she banged on my bedroom door as she exited the bathroom, I had expected it. But I also needed the door between us so that I could regain some sort of control. I was losing my damn mind touching her, kissing her, seeing her naked…
She was making me as mental as she.
Fuck, I was more mental and needed even more help than she did. What the hell was I thinking fucking a student? I knew better. I wasn’t that guy. I wasn’t some creeper who needed to get any pussy I could get any chance I had. I didn’t need this. It was messy, and I sure as hell didn’t do messy.
“D…”
She needed to stop calling me that.
I was her principal. I was her principal!
“I’m sorry. I know how you must be feeling, and I know I messed up by not being honest with you.” Her voice was so soft, so vulnerable, so much so that a part of me wanted to open the door, hug her, and tell her everything was going to be all right.
But everything was not going to be all right. Never again.
“I tried really hard not to lie to you,” she said.
I opened the door wide, feeling crazed. “You tried hard not to lie? How can you stand here and say that? You made me believe you had a stalker. You made me think that Kevin was the culprit. You had me get the police involved!”
She shook her head slowly. “No,” her voice was so low it sounded close to a whisper, “you did that. I didn’t want you to call the police. I also told you that Kevin didn’t do anything wrong.”
If there was ever a chance of me having an aneurysm in my lifetime, it would have happened right then and there. “Are you going to stand there and act like you did nothing wrong?”
She looked down at the ground, then back up at me. “I won’t apologize for forcing our cards. Was it wrong? Yes. Did I deceive you? Yes. But the end result is you and I found each other, and you can’t deny that those feelings are there.”
“Those feelings were built on the delusions of a mentally unstable woman.”
“I’m as stable as you and as stable as anyone else. There’s a fine line between lunacy and love. I admit that I balance on it.”
