My hands can still feel the sting from colliding with her skin.

The marks I left will be there for weeks to come. Her knees will be weak for at least a couple more hours.

You probably want to know what I did to her. Let me tell you..

I went to a party with a few friends, but I ditched them. I went off to find a girl, like a wolf hunts its prey. I walked in to another room and saw her. She was just dancing with herself. I made my way around and came up behind her, and we danced. I put my hands on her hips, letting them roam. I brought one up and rested it on her neck. It felt good, her soft, smooth skin in my hand. I brought my mouth close to her ear and whispered to her. I told her she looked like a slut, and that she was to be treated like one.

I reached my hand forward onto her throat and squeezed, cutting off her air. I told her that she was to obey me. To let me hurt her however I wished. I lessened my grip on her throat and allowed her air. I walked both of us backwards, slowly, and proceeded to drag her down the stairs into the cellar. Her brain seemed to confuse the situation, and she screamed for help. I quickly tightened my grip on her throat and pressed her against the cold, stone wall. I told her that she was to keep her mouth shut, or she was going to be hurt. After quick thinking, I told her that she was going to be hurt either way, but only one would be far more enjoyable for both of us.

She pleaded with me, asking me to let her go. She promised me not to tell a soul about the entire thing if I'd just let her go. I got my mouth close to her, and in a cruel voice I told her that I wanted her in pain. I wanted to mark her in ways that she'd remember me any time she moved. She pleaded with me again.

I told her that if she said please one more time, she was going to wish she hadn't. She pleaded with her eyes, instead. They welled in tears, and dropped them down her cheeks.

I deadened myself inside, falling into a kind of sociopathic state. I smiled a crooked smile, licked my lips, and slapped her across the face.

A small taste of what she was in store for with me.

She held her face turned away from me for a moment, seeming to take it all in. Then she turned her face back to me, her cheek still red from my strike, and she looked into my eyes. Her mouth turned up at one corner.

With a devilish smile on her face, she said to me, "please."

My own mouth took on a cruel smile. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled on it, turning her face up, slightly. She got a harsher slap than the first one, and she laughed. I was momentarily confused, which must have showed on my face. It was quickly replaced with realization.

Something in her broke. Something had awoken. She wanted it. She enjoyed the pain. It was a new world to explore. I was going to take her on the extensive tour of it.

Then the real fun began..

I took her by her throat once again and pushed her to her knees on the cold ground. I brushed my thumb over her lips and she opened her mouth to me. I pushed all 4 of my fingers in her mouth, to her throat, gagging her. It was only a few minutes before I removed my hand. With it still wet from her throat, I slapped her again. She licked the transferred saliva off her cheek as it slowly ran down. I took her hair once more and removed my pants, revealing my big, thick cock.

I pressed the head against her lips and she once again opened her mouth for me. I slid my cock in until I hit the back of her throat, bringing a gag out of her. I fucked her mouth and made her gag repeatedly. All the while, she repaid the pain to me. She dragged her nails in my skin.. down my stomach and thighs, even on my back and my ass. She dug her fingertips into my thighs and they turned to bruises later on.

I pushed her backward, away from me and told her to remove her clothes. I don't think any girl I've chosen has been so eager and fast to strip down. In a blink of an eye, she had removed her shirt an bra. I slapped her tits, and she let out a small moan. I'd be a liar if I said I didn't have to suppress one back.

I slapped her body all over as she undressed herself. Her tits, stomach, thighs, ass, back.. even her pussy. I got her right on the clit, and her face contorted in a mixture of sensations.

Then I fucked her. I picked her up, turned her around, bent her over, and fucked her. I held her there by her hair and her hip, using that same hand to provide her with more pain. I clawed at her skin, slapped her more, held her by her throat as well as her hair. It was amazing.

I brought her to the edge of an orgasm and gave her clit more slaps until she clenched on my cock with one of the most intense orgasms of the girls I'd chosen.

I released her and she dropped back to her knees, hunched over and panting. She occasionally twitched from the orgasm.

I snaked my hand around her throat once more and whispered in her ear..