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DESTROYING THE DEPRAVED TEEN
I was out drinking with the guys when my phone buzzed. I pulled it out of my pocket and checked the screen. It was from Haley. My pulse quickening, I stepped out the back door into the smoking area and flipped open my phone.
“Hey Haley, what’s up?” I said.
“Are you busy?” she replied.
“Not really. Just at a bar with some friends.”
“Do you have a problem bailing on them?”
I laughed. Haley wasn’t one for beating around the bush. It was one of the reasons I dug her so much. The fact that she was an 19-year hardbody with a insatiable lust for nasty sex was the main one, but her attitude played a major part in that.
“Not if I have a good reason to,” I said.
“Well, let’s just put it this way,” Haley said. “I’ve been a bad girl and I need to be punished. Severely. Is that a good enough reason?”
“I’ll be there in twenty minutes,” I said, my cock already starting to get hard just thinking about it.
“I’ll be waiting.”
I closed my phone and went back into the bar. I told my friends what was up and they bid me godspeed. They were cool with it; after all, that’s pretty much the only reason why we were out in the first place, to try and score. There was no use passing on a sure thing solely on the hope of getting something later. Besides, even if I did end up going home with someone at the end of the night, there was no way in hell she’d be half the freak that Haley was. It simply wasn’t possible.
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I showed up at Haley’s door half an hour later.
“It’s about fucking time,” she said upon opening up, her voice laced with disdain, as usual. If there was one thing that was consistent about Haley it was her defiant attitude. But since we were just fuck-buddies and not in a relationship of any kind, I found it endearing instead of annoying. Plus it made the sex infinitely more interesting. It was far easier to get truly nasty with a girl who acted like a punk than one that was sweet and innocent.
“Deal with it,” I said, pushing right back at her with attitude of my own. Handling it any other way would just encourage her more. And the last thing she needed was more encouragement. She had more than enough attitude without it. If you let her run you over without talking back she was all but intolerable.
“Well, come on in already,” she said, opening the door wide. She was looking incredible as usual, wearing a white long-sleeved blouse with black dots covering it, white panties, and black, ankle-high, two-inch heeled boots. Her legs looked a hundred yards long, and her firm, thin body was as enticing as always. Even in her heels Haley was a good 10 inches shorter than me but she held herself with so much confidence that she rarely seemed as small as she truly was.
I walked in and she shut the door behind us. When she turned around I was standing right on top of her, just a couple feet away. This close up, our size difference was more apparent. But even though I towered over her she didn’t back down one bit.
“So you were a bad girl and you need to be punished, huh?” I said.
She nodded.
“What did you do this time?” I asked.
“I pulled some businessman out of his office and took him into the bathroom and gave him a blow job,” she said. “But before he could cum I kicked him in the balls and left him lying on the floor in agony.”
I shook my head and laughed under my breath. I had no idea if she was telling the truth or just making things up. With Haley it could go either way. Which for some sick reason turned me on even more. The uncertainty was half the fun. It made for a great aphrodisiac.
“Aren’t you worried he might see you again?” I asked.
“What’s he gonna do, tell someone he was getting a blowjob from a strange 19-year old girl who then attacked him for no reason?” Haley scoffed and shook her head. “Don’t be ridiculous. Nobody would believe him. Besides, I was wearing a wig and a ton of makeup. He wouldn’t even recognize if I walked up to him right now and asked him for a light.”
I nodded my head slowly and took this in. She was trying to get a reaction from me, and for that reason alone I decided not to give her one. Haley couldn’t handle it when she didn’t get what she wanted. She needed to be the one controlling the action, pushing all the buttons. It drove her crazy when it didn’t work out exactly as she wanted. And for some reason I felt like real tension tonight, not manufactured role-playing. I figured the easiest way to achieve that was to not let her dictate the narrative.
“So you want me to punish you because you kicked some guy in the balls?” I said.
“No,” she said, drawing the word out, talking to me like I was a five-year old kid. “I want you to punish me because I gave some random guy a blowjob behind your back.”
“I don’t know,” I said. “That whole jealous angle doesn’t really work for me. It’s not like I think I’m the only guy you’re fucking.”
