Thread: Adventures of Black Metal Gore Whore (Kassy & Razorlandside)

Kassy made quick work of most of the day, keeping to herself and ignoring the looks and glares of the 'norms' as they judged the new girl. Around third period, which was remedial world history she met Katie Kemp . The young geeky girl sitting in front of her kept turning around and smiling and waving trying to get any response out of Kassy. Finally sending a note back out of frustration. ' Hi, I'm Katie Kemp, I really like your outfit, where did you move from? Do you wanna be friends? circle YES or NO please.' Kassy held back her giggle at how juvenile this ginger nitwit was. She circled NO and then wrote back underneath it. ' I don't like bitches with little tits...or freckles...or souless ginger hair, But I'll make an exception if you eat pussy well. ' She handed the note back up and then watched with anticipation at the back of the smaller girl's head for the reaction. She expected revulsion or surprised shock but instead she saw the girl drop her head in concentration as she scribbled another reply. When finished she turned around, her pale complexion flushed so much so that her glasses were actually fogged up and a big smile showing a mouth full of braces. She handed Kassy the note and then spun back around. ' I never have but you are soooo pretty I'd love to give it a try!!!! We can meet up at my house after school if you want!!! I live at 63 Henderson rd. It's the green one! ' Kassy didn't hold back the giggle this time, it was just too funny and she burst out laughing, stopping the teacher's monotone monologue as she scratched the lesson on the blackboard. Mrs. Tealman spun around and looked down her nose over her horned rimmed glasses scowling at Kassy. Something Funny Miss Moon? Nope, sorry....please continue with this fascinating lesson about the Bolshevik Revolution...it's utterly captivating and oooh so relevant in today's culture of cell phones and social media. Kassy replied, her words dripping with sarcasm. The smartass comment must have inspired Mrs. Tealman to pull the stack of pop-quizzes out of her desk and hand them out, most of the class moaned and shot Kassy angry looks, to which she didn't give a shit. Katie cheered, apparently very happy about the sudden test. The nice thing about it was that while the students were quietly filling out the multiple choice bubbles, Mrs. Tealman decided it would be a good time to take a bathroom break and left them all unattended. Kassy waited a precious moment to make sure the old bag wasn't watching in through the door window and then exited her seat. She saw that Katie had blown through her test and was sitting with her pencil down. Kassy dropped her own, unfilled out test sheet onto Katie's desk and took Katie's for her own. She then walked to the front of the class, drawing the attention of many of the other students as she did so. She pulled open several of the drawers before finding what she was after. A pad of hall passes, half of them got torn off, folded in half and stuffed into Kassy's bra like a hooker stowing her dirty pay away. Several of the goodie-goodie's gasp, to which Kassy only smiled and blew a kiss back at them. If anybody says shit...I'll catch you outside and beat your ass till your fucking eyes go cross. She issued the threat and watched as they dropped their eyes back to their exams. With that Kassy returned to her seat, erased all but the 'Ka' off of Katie's name at the top of the test and replaced it with ' ssy Moon '. Mrs. Tealman returned, they handed in their tests and the bell rung ending the period. Outside in the hall Katie was tagging along like a stray puppy. Hey you didn't reply to my note, do you wanna come over after school? My mom doesn't get home from work until 6! Katie preened. Huh? oh, well I'm guessing you don't have a lot of friends, cause you're coming off a little needy...hell down right desperate actually. Besides I can't...Detention. Kassy replied, headed down the hall with out even bothering to make eye contact with the nerdy chick. Oh that sucks...geez....Do you still want me to eat your....you know.... Katie trailed off unable to bring herself to even actually say the word. Ha....sure I'll give you a shot, having a pet geek cunt licker might be fun... Kassy was saying, not even bothering to be discreet in the volume of her voice, one of the passing girl underclassmen gasp at the harsh language as she walked by. ...But...If you can take my detention for me, I'll consider it. Kassy finished, pulling her student ID out and handing it to Katie. Katie peered down at the picture on the ID, her mouth hanging slightly agape. geez I don't know...I mean I don't look anything like you...Wow your boobs are so big they barely even fit in the photo... Katie said, eyes darting from the photo to Kassy's blouse clad bosom, admiring Kassy's well endowed chest. They don't even bother looking at the ID, just sign in as me and Do the Time, Oh...yeah, hit me up after school and I'll give you all the homework I've amassed today, it'll give ya something to do while your in detention. I don't want my sweet little ginger cunt licker getting bored. Kassy said and walked off, Katie only nodded happily, ecstatic she might actually have a real friend and not just the fake ones she imagined. Around 6th period was the worst, a study hall and Kassy was out of her skull with boredom. Time for some fun, she decided, pulling out the pass book and hastily scribbling nonsensical information into the appropriate spots. She raised her hand and asked to use the bathroom and off she went. The halls were empty and Kassy had the run of them. She was craving a cigarette bad, but Mr. Taylor had taken her reserves so she'd just have to suffer for now. Up on the third floor she turned the corner and was confronted by and orange sash wearing troglodyte. Hall pass... He stated nasally , his pimple covered face gleaming with grease in the florescent lighting. Kassy pulled the pass out of her cleavage, the sweat from her massive tits had smeared the ink sufficiently, she handed it over and watched as he brought it close enough to his face to sniff. This looks fake... He says again, clearing the flem from his lactose intolerant throat. It ain't... She shot back impatiently, tapping the toe of her red leather boot on the ground. Where are you supposed to be heading? He asked, his beady little eyes undressing her as she stood there. I'm going to the nurses office, I'm totally worried that I got knocked up from all the underage sex I've been having. Kassy said, rubbing her belly and smiling back at him. You like easy girls? Kassy added in, seeing how uncomfortable he was getting. No...my mother told me you should wait until you find your one true love and get married. He answered embarrassingly honestly. Sure? She asked, leaning in and placing her hand over his shoulders on the wall of lockers behind him. He backed up, bumping with a loud thump into the hollow aluminum lockers. Kassy's pierced nipple pressed up against her tight shirt and poked into the dork's chest. She leaned in, her eyes locked onto his, her lips parted showing just the tip of her pick tongue between her teeth. Kassy licked the fat kid's acne covered cheek from jawline to temple and the kid actually whimpered. Kay, suit yourself big guy, I think you might wanna hit the bathroom before next period though, you prolly just came in your pants. Kassy said with a sadistic laugh as she strode off, letting her hips waggle so he could get a good look at what he was passing up. It was down one of these third floor hallways she finally cured her boredom. The balcony of the auditorium was located here, she opened the door and saw it's dark vast expanse stretching out before her, but sounds were coming from somewhere inside. The sounds were that of fucking, unmistakable and Kassy was intrigued. She walked down the slanting causeway and leaned against the railing which looked down upon the first floor seating and the stage. Directly below her two shadowed figures were fucking, a blonde, which looked a lot like Mrs. Appleton but Kassy couldn't be sure as her voice was to distress from passion to be sure. A big guy with long hair stood behind her, bending her over the row of seats infront of them and was drilling for oil. Kassy watched in silence, the sexual frustration she felt making her want a cigarette even more. She reached under her dress and tickled the piercing through her labia majora which always brought a shiver up her spine. The two finished as as they stood up and righted themselves Kassy finally got a good look. It was Nick Perth, the sexy motherfucker she'd flashed in the office this morning and as it turns out, the Secretary. As it turned out, Mr. Taylor wasn't fucking her, Nick was...'good for him' she thought to herself as her fingers prodded her folds. Mrs. Appleton tried some petty banter after they'd dressed but Nick seemed uninterested, shooing her off back to her desk. This dude was Kassy's kind of guy for sure. She waited until she heard the Auditorium door close below and then issued a low whistle to catch Nick's attention. She should change her name to Mrs. Applebottom huh? Nice little shitter on that one, wouldn't mind burying my face in it myself, lucky duck! She don't look like she's your type though, if you don't mind me saying... Kassy said, one arm crossed in front of her and leaning on the railway to press her big tits up into her neck while the other still diddled her wanton snatch. You got some big arms there stud, you think you could catch me if I jumped...feeling pretty suicidal today! Kassy said with a boistorus laugh. She climbed the railing, pausing long enough to give him a good look up her skirt then jumped.