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Thread: Oh, The Wonders of Bathrooms

Anna nearly toppled over backwards on those designer, six inch heels when Zell suddenly popped up from the shadowy place beside the counter and behind the door. Alcohol had slowed her reaction time a bit, and for a moment all she could do was blink wide eyes at the unexpected company before just who and what was locked in here with her. It was Zell, that freakazoid girl that Anna loathed so much. She had no idea why Zell was so popular, her fashion sense was lacking, her manners were off, and she came from a middleclass family - all crimes in the big book of popularity - but for some reason, people liked her. Ugh, it's you. Anna breathed, regaining her balance by gripping the edge of the sink, a bit of colour rising in her cheeks. This was awkward and embarrassing, but she wasn't about to apologize to the likes of Zell. She rolled her eyes at the comment of her own undeniable perfection and leaned back in to scrutinize her flushed face in the mirror, very pointedly going back to checking her makeup as if she had not been interrupted in the first place. I didn't know they invited just anybody to this party, she quipped in a falsely sweet voice, And everyone else is either downstairs or fooling around in one of the bedrooms, it only made sense the bathroom would be empty. Of course, this was a lie. Anna had seen Zell earlier, though she had lost track of her during the course of the evening. Reaching into the tiny clutch purse she had been carrying, Anna plucked out a tube of lip gloss and unscrewed the cap she had been going for an annoyingly slow maneouvre, but Zell's comment about masturbation had caught her off guard and as she fumbled in shock both the lid and container clattered to the floor. She cast a look of disgust in her direction, but happened to notice the top button of the other girl's jeans had been left undone. Zell had come in here to pee and had been drunk as hell at the time, it really was no big deal, but she had planted a smutty seed of curious doubt in Anna's mind, distracting her and wiping the look of disgust clean off her pretty face. What if that is what she had walked in on? Naturally, at a party like this it was not unusual to see people engaging in all kinds of sexual misconduct, but Anna had never even considered that . I... Ummm... The light blush she had been wearing before was now burning brightly as she stumbled for words, her eyes skipping back and forth between the loose button on her jeans and her lip gloss on the floor. Drunk, with both her inhibitions and defenses low, she couldn't seem to get the thought of it out of her mind. She groaned as a few blurry mental images cropped up, and closed her eyes.
Thread: Oh, The Wonders of Bathrooms

Zell let out a low laugh. What? And reached her hands down gently to button her jeans, mimicking the girl before her and smoothing them over a few times. Zell sqauted down quickly, plucked the gloss and cap off the shimmering floor and shook it over, her hand crooked in a means of peace, offering the liquid over to its owner. Anna's face was screwed up in shock right now, no doubt about masturbation. Well, dolphins find pleasure in it, and as do we, sex isn't that weird. She said, a full laugh coming out now. Leaning over gently, Zell gripped the side of the counter, pushing away a few things--soap, hand towel, used condoms, hair brushes, beauty products, half eaten tofu burger--and pulled herself up, crossing her left leg over the other and looking at the other girl. It was a comfortable position, sitting that way, and Anna was still drunk and shell-shocked. And you know, they do just invite anyone over to this party. It's the biggest one of the year, even Drake was invited! She sighed with a swish of her hand, closing her eyes as if it were obvious. Drake...Drake was the most nerdy, unliked guy who hit on every woman, girl it seemed, and wore thongs--that was found out on the first day of school. He was the computer programmer of the school you'd think people would like you if you could fix their iPods, cell phones, computer, or other for free, but no...everyone hated him. Especially tonight, he was being a perv and touching everybody, everywhere. Zell sighed as Anna just stared in a stupor. Zell sighed, pushing herself off down the counter. Hmm... And turned the faucet beside her on, tapping Anna away. With a flourish the water threaded out the metal pipe, droplets landing in her hands. Zell rose her eyes and splashed the liquid up into her face, refreshing herself. As she did so, a new song came on--'Just Dance', she supposed--and Zell felt the need to puke. Oh god, this music, She groaned, slipping back down into her corner.
Thread: Oh, The Wonders of Bathrooms

Seeing that Zell had caught on to what had shocked the usually chatty girl into silence, Anna quickly looked away as the other girl buttoned her jeans up with a laugh. I never said it was weird. She snapped back, sounding more embarrassed than anything else. As Zell dropped down into a crouch Anna glanced down at her, watching as the girl picked up both pieces of her lip gloss and then proceeded to offer it to her from where she was kneeling, mockingly presenting a sort of peace offering. Maybe it was the booze, or just the weirdness of the situation itself, but Anna suddenly felt very out of her element. Socializing, even with people who were not her friends, had always come easy to her, but the sight of Zell crouched and smiling wryly up at her had left her at a loss. The comment about Drake, that disgusting AV dork that was constantly and badly trying to get into every girl's pants broke the ice, however, earning a small laugh from Anna. She stepped back, allowing the other girl to get infront of the sink and watched as Zell combed back her hair and splashed water on her face. With the usual wall of tension temporarily broken between them, Anna couldn't help but notice that the other girl was sort of... Pretty. Actually, very pretty. How had she not noticed before? She almost felt as if she should say something, but Zel's sudden reaction to the loud pop music interrupted her train of thought. Clutching her lipgloss, Anna watched as Zell slid back down into the corner, obviously not feeling well. Are you okay? She asked, some genuine concern in her voice as she leaned down a bit, though keeping a safe distance in case Zell really did need to get sick. Can I... Um... Get you anything?
Thread: Oh, The Wonders of Bathrooms

Yeah, why? Are you okay? Zell asked, confusion clouding her features. Oh! The music, it sucks. Ugh, it makes me want to puke. Hypothetically, of course. She added as an after thought, not wanting to make Anna feel any more uncomfortable. Oddly, this was the easiest conversation she had had all night her friends were wither drunk out of their minds or trying to get a girlfriend or boyfriend over half of her friends were guys. Zell rolled her eyes, looking into Anna's cautious, concerning ones. I'm fine, okay, come 'ere, site down. She murmured, slapping the spot beside her gently, the sound echoing off the oversized bathroom. Zell sighed, pulling a hair band off her now bare wrist and pushing her wavy brown hair into a messy bun. A few strands fell down over her temples and cheeks. So, how're you enjoying yourself tonight, with the loud music and stumbling people and such? She asked, banging her head against the side wall in exchange with the music. Her mind fell to a blank when the words fell from her own mouth. Personally she had come here to use the bathroom and get away from everything, but she was wondering brutally why she asked her mortal enemy this question. Ah, right, boredom. And conversation. She thrived n conversation, and because Anna and Zell weren't at each others throats right now, it'd be nice just talk to her...maybe.
Thread: Oh, The Wonders of Bathrooms

Anna breathed sigh of relief realizing that Zell's sudden collapse and show of discomfort was more for show than anything else, a testament to her feelings on the generic party mix that had been blasting on repeat for most of the night. She smiled thinking about it, surprisingly feeling much the same she wasn't terribly picky when it came to music, but it seemed like the same songs played in the same order at every party she attended. I know what you mean, it's just a excuse for the girls to dance like strippers and the guys to openly enjoy it. Smiling, Anna mused over the fact that she had told a joke, to Zell, at the expense of girl's much like herself. Before she could question herself, she carefully knelt down on the floor to take a seat beside Zell it took her a minute to manouveur herself in the tiny skirt and dramatic heels, but managed to sit down somewhat clumsily. You know, to be honest, Anna began somewhat thoughtfully, while carefully kicking off her heels with a sigh of relief. These parties aren't really my thing. She flashed a wry smile, watching as Zell pulled her hair out of her face with some interest. My friends come, so I do. I always have.
Thread: Oh, The Wonders of Bathrooms

Really. Zell said, trying hard to mask her initial shock. You always seem so at ease, a new man on your arm every night, a new designer dress on, a new ifacei for that matter. Hell, you're always dancing along to the music like you own it. She let out a chuckle, looking up at the ceiling. I dunno, She began after a few minutes of torturing silence. I guess it's all for show, no? I've seen you at every big party this year, and you looked so...happy? She finished clumsily, lifting her waist up to pull her shirt down a little to cover her thighs more, then deciding against it, crossed her legs like the preschooler she was somewhere inside. With a sigh, she flicked her hands down, untying her laces, and throwing her shoes next to Anna's. Why do you wear such clothes, then? She asked, then added quickly. I mean, why get so dressed up if you're not even going to enjoy yourself. Really, why not just dress more comfortable. Who needs heels? A lot of guys would rather have short girls.
Thread: Oh, The Wonders of Bathrooms

It was sort of sad to hear Zell describe what Anna had already known she must have looked like. Yes, she had looked happy and she had always been part of the life force of every major party, but that had become habit more than anything. It just comes with being popular. She said simply, shrugging her shoulders a bit. I'm sure it was fun at first, but after a few years it just kind of got... She paused, glancing towards Zell thoughtfully as she searched for the proper term, something to describe it, finally settling on Old. It got old. Watching as Zell kicked off her shoes, Anna noticed just how close they were sitting and began to think about the conversation they were having the fact that they were conversing at all was nearly unbelievable, but this candid conversation was something Anna had not imagined possible. She couldn't think of the last time she had had a conversation with anyone, even her best friends, that had not been about boys, or fashion, or the next Big event. She glanced down at herself, her manicured fingers smoothing the tight material down over her waist with a wry smile. I'm rich, you know. Being here, dressing like this... I dunno, I think even my parents expect it. The dress, the pumps, the fact that she was dressed in a manner that was far too mature for her age was all completely acceptable to every adult in her life. I don't think I could find a single piece of clothing in my closet that isn't worth more than your car. Not even as a kid, you know?
Thread: Oh, The Wonders of Bathrooms

Zell let out a tight laugh. Every article of clothing worth more than her car. I don't even have a car, you know. Never found a need for one. She said, looking over to the other girl. She waited for the shocked expression all the kids in this neighborhood had a car--it was practically 'cool' law. If you had a car you were dubbed cool. Zell was one of the few who were dubbed so but had no car. This is becoming weird...Zell though looking down, fingering the wall. This conversation--about popularity, what's cool and such, things like that--was common ground for Zell and her friends. They had talked about these kinds of things for longer than she could remember. 'Cool nerds', she remembered being called. That's what jocks and cheerleaders and anybody in between--read Anna--had 'clique'd' them as. There were nerds, then cool nerds. People liked them, weirdly so. You know, telling me you're rich won't do much. Everybody knows. You've thrown parties at your mansion. I've been to your house. She wondered how that would make Anna feel. Her worst enemy in her home? Zell wouldn't be too comfortable if Anna was at her house. Lucky her I had stuck to the bottom floor or outside, Zell thought. It wasn't as white as I expected.
Thread: A Cold Reality.

Patrick had planned this for a very long time, every day he would go to work and earn his money slowly but surely building up a room in his house full to the brim of outfits, toys, tables, ropes and contraptions. All this was for one thing, his very own slave. Of course he didn't have a slave yet, but he planned to change that very soon. Every night he would stalk the streets in his black outted van looking for a girl who was vunerable to take back to his lair and use for all of his fantasy's. After many months he had decided. Tonight was the night. With his windows tinted and fully rolled up he cruised the streets looking for the one girl who would be coming home with him tonight, he drove for almost an hour before he eventually found a girl who meet all of his needs. He pulled the van up quietly around a minutes walk away from where she was, he waited and waited till she walked past the van he grabbed a cloth with some Chloroform on it and exited his van quietly he followed her down the street until she turned down a dark road which no one really walked down, spotting this was his chance he ran behind her and held the rag over her mouth causing her to inhale the gas, she was unconcious in a matter of seconds. He carried her limp body to his van and chucked her in the back. When he arrived back to his house with her, he managed to get her inside the house without any of the neighbours seeing a thing. Patrick placed her on a cold table in the centre of the room before tieing her arms down to the table, when he was confident she was secure and wouldn't be able to move he decided to make sure everything was ready for the nights fun. Seeing the room was laid perfectly before him he knew it was time, he shot a injection of adrenaline into her arm and waited the few seconds it would take before she was awake.
Thread: A Cold Reality.

Angela was walking down the streets, minding her own business, she knew she shouldn't be out this late but she shrugged it off. She started to see a car nearby and started to panic more. She started walking faster but the boy had made her unconscious. She fainted but in her mind, she was screaming and crying. After he shot the adrenaline into her, she woke up in a few minutes and screamed. She thought it was a dream but then when she tried to move, she couldn't, she tried pulling at the ropes but it didn't work. She started screaming help and crying before noticing the boy who kidnapped her before. D-Don't hurt me! She whimpered and shivered as she saw she was naked and her skin was cold from the metal table. She looked at him helplessly. I'm going to call the cops on you soon and kill you!!!! She screamed at him, struggling to move.
Thread: A Cold Reality.

Patrick stroked down her face Now now, i wouldn't be making threats if i was in your position, i might have to punish you He slapped her with medium force across her face as if to reinforce his point. He started to run his hands up and down her body trying to get use to her figure. HE had certainly chosen a good girl to be his slave. He was a tall man and his well built frame meant that over powering this girl would be a stroll in the park for him. He looked down at her his sick desire's clear in his eyes.
Thread: A Cold Reality.

Angela's eyes widened as she got slapped. She whimpered softly, the redness on her cheek stinging. She struggled to free herself again but it was no use. The man had control over her and she knew that she couldn't escape. She saw him sliding his hands up and down her body. She wasn't wearing any bra or panties since she wanted to tease the boys at her work. She knew he had captured her for his pleasure only. N-No! Please! She cried. She shivered as she imagined what he'll do to her but she seemed to get wetter.
Thread: A Cold Reality.

Has he saw the fear in Angela's eyes Patrick began to get more and more into what he was doing. He didn't want to wait any longer before he took what he believed was now his, he began to run one hand over her breasts squeezing them firmly in his rough grip, the other hand running down and starting to rub her clit and the area outside of her hole. Hmm such a nice body on such a young girl, i am going to enjoy seeing you writh around with pleasure. Then ill take what i want from you.
Thread: A Cold Reality.

Angela cried and cried but it was no use. She whimpered at his rough grip on her breasts. She writhed and moaned with pleasure as he rubbed her clit and the area outside of her pussy. She squirmed more as the pleasure started to get more intense, she was almost instantly so wet when he rubbed her clit. She moaned more and tried to move, but remembered that she can't. N-No! Please let me move! I can't stand the pleasure! She cried out and screamed in frustration, moaning uncontrollably. W-What do you want?? She cried out, closing her eyes and moaned, almost to the point of climax.
Thread: A Cold Reality.

I want a hot young girl to be my slave and to do exactly what i tell them to, the best way to teach them to be loyal is by punishment and pleasure. Patrick went quiet and continued to torture her clit, he took his fingers off it and plunged them deep into her pussy hitting her G-spot with such force she thought she was going to orgasm right there, the pleasure only became more intense has he bent his head down and took her clit into his mouth sucking and biting softly on it causing her legs to spasm wildly against the ropes that bound her to the table.
Thread: A Cold Reality.

Angela's eyes widened with fear as she heard what he said. Her clit started to turn red now from the pleasure given, but it was too much for her. She screamed in pain as he shot his fingers deep, but it wasn't deep enough to penetrate her hymen. As her G-spot was hit, she shook with pleasure and screamed over and over again, pulling at the ropes, making her wrists red. She climaxed right when he put his mouth on her clit. She closed her eyes in exhaustion as her juices rushed out to him. She was tired and exhausted, her clit is very sore right now and sensitive. One touch would cause pain to her.
Thread: A Cold Reality.

See how did that feel, how did it feel to cum everywhere like a little slut on this table. Hmm i think i will definitly keep you, your body seems to good to waste. Patrick moved around the table so that he was next to her face, he grabbed hold of her face in a firm grip. Now that you've had some pleasure i think its time we moved on to what i need, i suggest you open your mouth for my cock like a good little slut. He began to take his pants down his huge cock waiting to be realised from its prison, he waited to see if she would open her mouth or resist, if she resisted he would make sure she got the punishment she deserved. His cock eventually popped out has he dropped his pants to his ankles and kicked them off to the other side of the room he stood there and waited on her reaction, slapping her breast to try and speed her up.
Thread: A Cold Reality.

Angela's eyes widened with fear and excitement as he said he was going to keep her. She gasped as he grabbed her head, she knew what was coming. P-Please...don't... She whimpered. She screamed when she saw the size of his cock. She never sucked a cock before and her first time was sucking this big. N-N-Noooo...please... She looked at his huge cock. It was beautiful though. Suddenly, she felt a slap across her breasts, she cried out as each slap got harder, not only her clit but her breasts were sore and red now. She gave up and slowly opened her mouth, tears streaming down her cheeks. She didn't even know how to give a blowjob.
Thread: A Cold Reality.

Patrick saw the fear in her eyes and saw has she gave in to his will, a triumpant smirk spread across his face as he walked towards her with his big cock. When it was a mere inch away from her mouth and pushed his head in and began to speak, Right i want you show me what you can do, i warn you though if this doesn't meet my standards ill show you just how far this cock can get down your throat. Try anything you want to me, just make it good. He stood there and waited for her to start to pleasure his cock.
Thread: A Cold Reality.

Angela felt he pushed the head of his cock in, she gagged softly, she had a very strong gag reflex. She whimpered and slowly licked his private softly, it tasted horrible to her, she hated salt and the head was salty. She cried and started gently sucking, not knowing what else to do. She was so inexperienced that her teeth sank in the head, causing it to bleed.
Thread: A Cold Reality.

Patrick felt her place her mouth round his cock, she couldn't really do it to any decent standard, and just has he was about to take over she bite him. How dare you bite me you slut, i think ill have to punish you for that. Patrick grabbed hold of her head and began to thrust his cock in and out quick and hard her gag reflex going like crazy has his large cock pushed deep down her throat.
Thread: A Cold Reality.

N-No, please! She cried. Angela felt his cock thrusting in and out of her mouth, she gagged so many times, making his gigantic cock vibrating down her throat. She almost threw up from her gag reflex. She looked at him, tears filled her eyes as her gagging increased from how hard and quick he was thrusting in her throat. She didn't even dare to touch his private, afraid of punishment. She let him thrust in her throat, her throat was sore and bleeding now from how he abused her with his cock.
Thread: A Cold Reality.

Patrick kept going harder and harder till he was satified that she would of learnt her lesson. He pulled out suddenly leaving her throat sore and bleeding. He stood there with a evil smile on his face, Will you ever misbehave for me again? He knew that he could do whatever he wanted with this girl, she was under his control and he was going to use her to his full advantage he would make sure that by the time he was done with her tonight, all of her holes would of been broken in.
Thread: A Cold Reality.

Angela's throat was bleeding more and so sore. She looked at him and whimpered. N-No Master... She said softly, her throat hurting still. She was shaking with fear. She had never been like this before, everything seemed so helpless around her. She closed her eyes, ready for the next torturing session. I-I'm sorry Master...please don't hurt me.. She begged him softly.
Thread: A Cold Reality.

If you don't want me to hurt you then learn how to pleasure a man. Have you ever had sex before or are you a virgin. Has he was talking he was looking for some toys of the wall, he found a powerful vibrator and attached it on to her clit. He started to turn the power on it towards full, making her moan lightly at first before making her scream with the vibrators full power mode. Answer me slut
Thread: A Cold Reality.

Angela shivered and looked at him. I-I'm a virgin... She bit her lower lip as he attached the vibrator to her clit, she cried out in pain from sensitive she was already. She moaned lightly but started to squirm more as he worked it towards the full level. She started crying from how good it felt but it still hurts. She screamed with pleasure as he reached the full level. She had another intense orgasm, fainting.
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