Maxximov
06-22-2010, 11:25 AM
Stark wasn't sure when he lost his mind. It had gradually slipped away from him as his obsession with Taylor grew. He had watched her from the back of her classes ever since elementary school. He saw her date jock after jock, getting her heart broken over and over as those boys cast her aside in their crusade to earn the highest number of conquests and claim the coveted bragging rights that bestowed. Each time he saw her hurt, it killed another piece of him and eroded his sanity. He couldn't protect her from them even though he wanted to. He wanted her and knew he wouldn't hurt her, but she didn't want him. He knew this even though he couldn't approach her. He tried, but his courage failed when he saw her surrounded by her friends. If only he could talk to her alone rather than baring his soul to her and everyone else. That was the problem, she was never alone and she always had a boyfriend. He waited patiently, watching her mature into a beautiful and promising student. She was as smart as she was lovely in his eyes. Time passed and suddenly, the senior prom was only a few weeks away. Despair settled upon Stark and his flames began to grow dim as he realized his chance would never come and he would lose the girl he was destined for. This thought finally broke the last moorings tying his mind to reality. Freed from the confines of rational thought, his mind sparked with possibilities and the brightest was the Senior Prom...
Taylor sat in her room in her blue sequined prom dress, waiting for her date to arrive. She tried not to think about him and what awaited her at the end of the night. Her mind drifted back to when she lost her virginity. It had happened during her freshman year at highschool. She was coming out of the girl's bathroom and turned back towards the gymnasium when she was grabbed from behind. She screamed, but no one heard over the loud music. She was dragged into the boy's bathroom then forced headfirst into the toilet to keep her from screaming again. A hand groped her crotch then jerked her panties down as she tried to twist her face out of the water. She kicked her legs and felt her panties rip then come free as she struggled. Suddenly, her head was jerked back up and she felt something being stuffed in her mouth as she tried to gasp in air. She instinctively bit down, trying to catch the person's fingers but she missed and only caught cloth with her teeth. She opened her mouth to scream again but a hand swept up over her mouth, pushing the last of the cloth in and stifling her scream. She flailed with her fists, trying to hit whoever was behind her but she couldn't fight effectively in the stall. He had her and suddenly her face was being forced back towards the toilet. She grabbed the lip and strained to keep her face out of the water again. That was when she heard the whisper. "I'll drown you in the toilet if you keep fighting, bitch," the man said as he emphasized the point, forcing the tip of her nose into the water. "Just relax and it'll be over soon and you can go back to the dance like nothing ever happened. Nod if you understand," he said as he pushed her face closer.
Taylor nodded her head as she meditated, her mound already responding to the arousal she had felt even then at being helpless and close to being drowned if she didn't let him do what he wanted. The memory continued as she remembered how bad it hurt when he thrust into her, taking her virginity along with her innocence. Then it started to feel good just as he pulled out and came on her little white bottom. He pulled her dress back down over her butt and told her in the same harsh whisper, "Stay there for a minute. Count it out then you can come out. I'll finish what I started in the toilet if you come out early," he said as he backed out then closed the stall door. The time seemed to take an eternity to pass. She could feel the still wet cum on her ass cheeks and in the small of her back as it started to cool. Finally, she stood up and spat out the wad of cloth in her mouth. It was her ripped underwear.
Taylor's eyes snapped open and she realized that her current pair of undwerwear was soaked through. Her eyes stung as she fought back tears of shame. She was supposed to be a normal girl, not some sexual devaint looking for rough sex. She knew she was addicted, but she couldn't help herself. Normal sex didn't even register on her radar any more. She needed the edge that came with being taken, otherwise it was too much like work. She left each boyfriend, one after the other, as she realized they couldn't satisfy her needs. They all claimed that they had left her though and she never diisputed their story. They were too normal and she was a dirty freak.
Stark watched the cars arrive at the high school gym. He thought it fitting that the theme of the prom was the Phoenix. He would be reborn this night along with his love, Taylor. She didn't know it yet, but her life was about to change. The last few weeks had been very productive for Stark. After selling everything he wouldn't need and cleaning out his savings account, he had about five thousand dollars. He bought a beater of a car and fixed it up then started looking for romantic cabins. He found one a few hours away and drove up there to rent it for two weeks. He rented it under the name of Johhny Smythe using cash and a little extra to smooth over not having an ID to go with the name. He now had a safe house and transportation. Now he needed the diversion. He needed something to give him the privacy he needed to make the most of the opportunity he was about to create. It finally hit him when he saw the coach hauling bags of powder towards the gym. The gymnasts powdered their hands. That would be his solution. He had laughed as he realized how he could even get help setting up his diversion. He had spent the day helping the lighting crew check the spotlights and giving him the chance to add his own small contribution.
Taylor sat in the sleek sports car with her boyfriend, watching him drive. He looked like he might have shot his load in his pants if the car went any faster. They were late to the Prom. She couldn't believe he had forgotten the time playing a game with his friends. She wanted to enjoy the night before she had to satisfy her darker needs. Even that thought make her warm and made her stomach turn at the same time. She felt that something would be different tonight. She shuddered as the memory of the cum splattering her ass cheeks replayed itself in her mind. Tonight had to be different...
Stark nodded to himself as he went over his preparations and walked towards the Gym. He pulled out his own ticket and went inside. Part of him knew that if he stopped now, he could just walk away from this and no one would ever know what might have happened. He couldn't though. It wasn't just his future that hung in the balance. It was Taylor's as well. He felt like Caesar when he crossed the Rubicon. There was no going back after he crossed into the packed Gym.
Stark danced with a few girls but kept an eye out for Taylor. She hadn't shown up yet. He was starting to worry that she wouldn't come. Fate had played another cruel joke on him. All his prepaprations had been for nothing. He shook his head to clear it then caught sight of his girl. He smiled as he pulled a hacked cell out. He had programmed her boyfriend's number into it to make sure she would come. He headed towards the exit and stopped by the door. He grabbed the rope he had secured there earlier and pulled on it, tearing open the sacks of power her had hidden near the spotlights as he 'checked' the lights. The thin plumes of dust were caught in the fans circulating air around the gym. It wouldn't be long until they were empty and the air became combustible. He texted Taylor and asked her to come outside to get a gift he had for her. He stood by his car and watched for her to come outside. He waited, butterflies fluttering in his stomach as the time drew near. He saw her coming across the parking lot then dialed another hacked cell he had rigged as a detonator. It sparked and then the gym exploded violently. He ran to Taylor and helped her up as fiery debris rained down. "Come on, we have to get out of here," he said as he helped her into his car. She was too shocked by the destruction to think about what was going on. She was barely even aware of Stark as he shut the door. He got in and started driving away then offered her a bottle of water. "Here, drink this, you'll feel better," he said as he held it out to her. She took it politely then took a drink and noticed a strange taste in her mouth after she swallowed. She took another drink, trying to wash the weird flavor out of her mouth then realized too late that the weird taste was in the water. Her vision began to blur and she slumped over, spilling the water on the floor.
Stark didn't care. He was reborn and she would wake up in her new life. He just had to wait at the cabin until the insurance policies he had taken out on both of them were paid then he wouldn't have to worry about money and he could keep Taylor. He didn't even notice that he wasn't thinking about keeping her safe anymore...
Taylor sat in her room in her blue sequined prom dress, waiting for her date to arrive. She tried not to think about him and what awaited her at the end of the night. Her mind drifted back to when she lost her virginity. It had happened during her freshman year at highschool. She was coming out of the girl's bathroom and turned back towards the gymnasium when she was grabbed from behind. She screamed, but no one heard over the loud music. She was dragged into the boy's bathroom then forced headfirst into the toilet to keep her from screaming again. A hand groped her crotch then jerked her panties down as she tried to twist her face out of the water. She kicked her legs and felt her panties rip then come free as she struggled. Suddenly, her head was jerked back up and she felt something being stuffed in her mouth as she tried to gasp in air. She instinctively bit down, trying to catch the person's fingers but she missed and only caught cloth with her teeth. She opened her mouth to scream again but a hand swept up over her mouth, pushing the last of the cloth in and stifling her scream. She flailed with her fists, trying to hit whoever was behind her but she couldn't fight effectively in the stall. He had her and suddenly her face was being forced back towards the toilet. She grabbed the lip and strained to keep her face out of the water again. That was when she heard the whisper. "I'll drown you in the toilet if you keep fighting, bitch," the man said as he emphasized the point, forcing the tip of her nose into the water. "Just relax and it'll be over soon and you can go back to the dance like nothing ever happened. Nod if you understand," he said as he pushed her face closer.
Taylor nodded her head as she meditated, her mound already responding to the arousal she had felt even then at being helpless and close to being drowned if she didn't let him do what he wanted. The memory continued as she remembered how bad it hurt when he thrust into her, taking her virginity along with her innocence. Then it started to feel good just as he pulled out and came on her little white bottom. He pulled her dress back down over her butt and told her in the same harsh whisper, "Stay there for a minute. Count it out then you can come out. I'll finish what I started in the toilet if you come out early," he said as he backed out then closed the stall door. The time seemed to take an eternity to pass. She could feel the still wet cum on her ass cheeks and in the small of her back as it started to cool. Finally, she stood up and spat out the wad of cloth in her mouth. It was her ripped underwear.
Taylor's eyes snapped open and she realized that her current pair of undwerwear was soaked through. Her eyes stung as she fought back tears of shame. She was supposed to be a normal girl, not some sexual devaint looking for rough sex. She knew she was addicted, but she couldn't help herself. Normal sex didn't even register on her radar any more. She needed the edge that came with being taken, otherwise it was too much like work. She left each boyfriend, one after the other, as she realized they couldn't satisfy her needs. They all claimed that they had left her though and she never diisputed their story. They were too normal and she was a dirty freak.
Stark watched the cars arrive at the high school gym. He thought it fitting that the theme of the prom was the Phoenix. He would be reborn this night along with his love, Taylor. She didn't know it yet, but her life was about to change. The last few weeks had been very productive for Stark. After selling everything he wouldn't need and cleaning out his savings account, he had about five thousand dollars. He bought a beater of a car and fixed it up then started looking for romantic cabins. He found one a few hours away and drove up there to rent it for two weeks. He rented it under the name of Johhny Smythe using cash and a little extra to smooth over not having an ID to go with the name. He now had a safe house and transportation. Now he needed the diversion. He needed something to give him the privacy he needed to make the most of the opportunity he was about to create. It finally hit him when he saw the coach hauling bags of powder towards the gym. The gymnasts powdered their hands. That would be his solution. He had laughed as he realized how he could even get help setting up his diversion. He had spent the day helping the lighting crew check the spotlights and giving him the chance to add his own small contribution.
Taylor sat in the sleek sports car with her boyfriend, watching him drive. He looked like he might have shot his load in his pants if the car went any faster. They were late to the Prom. She couldn't believe he had forgotten the time playing a game with his friends. She wanted to enjoy the night before she had to satisfy her darker needs. Even that thought make her warm and made her stomach turn at the same time. She felt that something would be different tonight. She shuddered as the memory of the cum splattering her ass cheeks replayed itself in her mind. Tonight had to be different...
Stark nodded to himself as he went over his preparations and walked towards the Gym. He pulled out his own ticket and went inside. Part of him knew that if he stopped now, he could just walk away from this and no one would ever know what might have happened. He couldn't though. It wasn't just his future that hung in the balance. It was Taylor's as well. He felt like Caesar when he crossed the Rubicon. There was no going back after he crossed into the packed Gym.
Stark danced with a few girls but kept an eye out for Taylor. She hadn't shown up yet. He was starting to worry that she wouldn't come. Fate had played another cruel joke on him. All his prepaprations had been for nothing. He shook his head to clear it then caught sight of his girl. He smiled as he pulled a hacked cell out. He had programmed her boyfriend's number into it to make sure she would come. He headed towards the exit and stopped by the door. He grabbed the rope he had secured there earlier and pulled on it, tearing open the sacks of power her had hidden near the spotlights as he 'checked' the lights. The thin plumes of dust were caught in the fans circulating air around the gym. It wouldn't be long until they were empty and the air became combustible. He texted Taylor and asked her to come outside to get a gift he had for her. He stood by his car and watched for her to come outside. He waited, butterflies fluttering in his stomach as the time drew near. He saw her coming across the parking lot then dialed another hacked cell he had rigged as a detonator. It sparked and then the gym exploded violently. He ran to Taylor and helped her up as fiery debris rained down. "Come on, we have to get out of here," he said as he helped her into his car. She was too shocked by the destruction to think about what was going on. She was barely even aware of Stark as he shut the door. He got in and started driving away then offered her a bottle of water. "Here, drink this, you'll feel better," he said as he held it out to her. She took it politely then took a drink and noticed a strange taste in her mouth after she swallowed. She took another drink, trying to wash the weird flavor out of her mouth then realized too late that the weird taste was in the water. Her vision began to blur and she slumped over, spilling the water on the floor.
Stark didn't care. He was reborn and she would wake up in her new life. He just had to wait at the cabin until the insurance policies he had taken out on both of them were paid then he wouldn't have to worry about money and he could keep Taylor. He didn't even notice that he wasn't thinking about keeping her safe anymore...