When Vengeance Goes Awry
“Allison. What’s wrong with you?”
“Hmm? What?”
“What’s wrong with you?”
“Nothing’s wrong with me,” the blond said. “I feel good.”
Hailey shook her head. It didn’t matter what her roommate said. There was definitely something wrong with her. “Who did this to you?” she asked.
“Who did what to me?”
“Someone fucked you.”
“I know. It feels good.”
Hailey couldn’t help it. She just had to stamp her foot in frustration. “No, it doesn’t,” she said. “It doesn’t feel good.”
“You’re right,” her friend said and for the moment at least, Hailey thought there might be a reprieve. “You’re right,” Allison said again. “It’s not good. It’s great.”
Fuck! This was worse than she thought it was. “Allison, come on. You got to focus.”
“I am focused.”
“No, you’re not. You’re horny.”
“Mmm yeah. I am.”
“Stop it,” her friend said. “Stop it. I need you to concentrate.”
“I am concentrating.”
Hailey hardly believed that but she supposed this was the best she could hope for. “I want you to concentrate,” she said again. “You went to the frat party with Mick. You remember that, don’t you?”
“Mmm yeah. It was fun.”
“Did you actually go to the party?”
“Uh huh.”
“What’d you do there?”
“We danced,” the blond said in a dreamy voice. “They had a DJ there and everything. It was cool.”
“You can’t have danced all the time, could you?”
“No, of course not.”
“What else did you do?”
The blond stifled a giggle. “We drank.”
“You drank?”
“Well, it was a frat party. That’s what you do at frat parties. You drink.”
“Come on Allie. Focus.”
“I don’t want to focus. I want to fuck.”
“Knock it off, Allie. You danced and you drank. Then what?”
“Hmm?”
“What’d you do next?”
“There was this guy.”
Okay, now maybe they were getting somewhere. “There was a guy? What was his name?”
“Who?”
“The guy. What was his name?”
“I … I don’t remember.”
Hailey couldn’t help but frown. That was probably true. If the guy had done to her friend what she’d thought he’d done, he probably wouldn’t want to leave any evidence lying around. “Can you describe him?”
“Who?”
“The guy, Allie. The guy. Can you describe him?”
“Sure.”
“Okay so what’d he look like?”
“He had a big cock.”
“I was thinking of something a little more descriptive than that.”
“Like what?”
“Like how tall was he?”
“Like he was like five seven or five eight.”
That figured, Hailey thought. Guys like that were almost never that tall. It was almost like the mind was overcompensating for having a short body. “Okay, so he was five seven or eight. What else?”
“What else what?”
“Describe him some more. What color was his hair?”
“Brown.”
Okay, this was something. “And his eyes?”
“I … I don’t remember.”
Figured. This wasn’t going to be easy. “Let’s start from the top. You went to this frat party and you met this guy, right?”
“Right and I went to the room with the red door.”
“You went where?”
“To the room with the red door.”
“The red door?”
“Yep.”
“Where was the red door?”
“At the frat house.”
“I know that. Where was it? First floor or second floor?”
“Um … second floor, I think.”
That figured, too. Probably by the time she’d been on her way to the room, she probably wasn’t thinking much about where it was. It was just important to get there and really, that was all that mattered.
It took some time but Hailey finally figured it out. Her friend had gone to a party at the frat house. She’d been having a good time dancing and drinking and the guy in question had been hanging out by the keg. She wasn’t sure but from what Allie had said Hailey thought the guy’s name might be Mark. It figured that he’d be hanging out where he was though. Alcohol dulled the senses. It made someone like Allie a lot more pliable, a lot more easy to control, a lot more easy to get and once he had her where he wanted her, he’d taken her up to his room where her friend had pretty much been a fuck toy for him and his friends.
Allie was still horny but it was starting to wear off and when it did, she’d remember what she’d done and then it would be even worse. She’d remember what a slut she’d been. Something needed to be done about this guy. He preyed on unsuspecting girls. Someone needed to teach him a lesson and unfortunately for him, Hailey figured she was just the sort of person who could administer that lesson and the best part about it was there was another party coming up at the frat house this weekend.
By the time the weekend rolled around, the effects of what had been done to Allie had worn off and the girl was feeling very guilty about what she’d done. “What are you doing?” she asked Hailey.
“Getting ready to go out.”
“Where you going?”
“Going to a party,” Hailey said.
“Where?” Allie asked worriedly.
“The frat house.”
“Don’t go,” Allie said. “Don’t go.”
“I’ll be fine,” Hailey said.
“Don’t go.”
“I’ll be fine.”
“No, you won’t.”
Hailey knew what her friend was thinking. In a way, it was almost sweet. She was trying to make sure that Hailey didn’t fall into the same trap she had but she didn’t know what Hailey could do. She didn’t know that Hailey would be fine. “I’ll be fine,” Hailey said.
“Please don’t go. Can’t you stay here with me? I really need you.”
She didn’t really. Hailey knew that. She didn’t really need her there. It was just a last ditch effort to keep her from going. “I’ll be fine,” she said just before she left.
The party was already going pretty good by the time Hailey arrived. Normally, she wouldn’t have gone to a party alone. Normally, she would have come with a group of girls. There was strength in numbers but on this night, she wanted to appear to be as easy a mark as she possibly could be.
There was a DJ there just like Allie had said there’d been. Hailey wondered if the guy was the same one as had been there before. He could have been different but the guy was totally energetic and had lots of energy and if whoever was there the week before was half as good as this guy, he had to have been pretty good.
A guy asked her if she wanted to dance and she politely told him no. It wasn’t long before another guy asked her the same thing and just like the first one, she demurred again.
Allie had said she’d gone to get a drink. That was as good a place to start as any, Hailey thought.
There was a man standing by the keg. He wasn’t too tall. Brown hair, brown eyes. He fit the description. “Hey, pretty lady,” the guy said. “You want a drink.”
“Maybe,” Hailey said.
“Oh come on. Have a drink.”
The guy was slimy. Hailey was sure of that. Even if he wasn’t the guy she was looking for, he was still a fucking slimeball.
“So you want me to pour you a beer?”
“I’m fine.”
“Come on, pretty lady. How about just a drink.”
“How about you lay off her,” said a voice behind her.
The man at the keg scowled at the newcomer. “What’s it to you?” he said.
“The lady said no,” the newcomer said. “I’d think you’d be man enough to respect that.”
“I’m just trying to pour her a drink,” the man said with a somewhat slurred voice.
This wasn’t going exactly the way Hailey had wanted it to go. There was no way she was going to drink a beer, especially not from that guy, but the last thing she wanted was for someone to come to her defense. She wanted to get inside the jerk’s defenses and then she’d set about to teach him a lesson.
“Knock it off, Doug.”
“You knock it off,” said the man at the keg.
Hailey felt the intruder’s hand on her elbow. “Come on,” she heard the man say. “Let’s leave him alone.”
Hailey couldn’t help but sigh. But wait. Her unwanted hero had called the man Doug. That had to mean he wasn’t the guy she was looking for. That meant he wasn’t Mark. Unless of course Allison was wrong. She hadn’t been sure. She’d only thought the guy’s name was Mark. Sure. She could leave him alone. For now.
“I’ve got to apologize for Doug,” the man said. “He gets a couple of beers in him and suddenly, he thinks he’s king of the world. Usually, all he ends up being is king of the keg but if you ask me, I think he’s totally fine with that.”
Hailey couldn’t help but smile at that. She didn’t even know the guy, Doug, but she had a feeling that the characterization of him was probably right.
“I haven’t seen you at one of these parties before,” the would-be rescuer said. “Is it your first time here?”
“Yeah. I don’t go out that much.”
“That’s too bad,” the man said. “You’re kind of cute.”
Hailey couldn’t help but smile again. She liked this guy. He was kind of stocky, kind of not the guy she normally liked but there was something about him. “I’m looking for someone,” she said.
“Someone specific or just someone in general?”
Hailey laughed. “Someone specific actually.”
“Pity. I was hoping you were looking for someone like me.”
Hailey smiled again. She liked this guy. Maybe later, she thought. Maybe after she found this Mark guy. “Maybe you can help me,” she said.
“Sure. What do you want to know?”
“I’m looking for this guy. He did something to this friend of mine. I’m not sure what but I want to talk to him.” That wasn’t exactly true. Actually, she had a very good idea what this guy Mark had done to Allie and when she found the guy, she had a pretty good idea what she was going to do to him.
“Dang. I knew I didn’t stand a chance. So does this guy that you’re looking for have a name?”
“His name’s Mark.”
“Mark huh? I know at least a couple of guys named Mark. This guy have a last name?”
Hailey shook her head. “That’s all I have.”
“Hmm. That’s not a lot to go on.”
It really wasn’t a lot, Hailey had to admit, but it wasn’t her fault. It was just that Allie hadn’t told her anything more but now that she thought about it, she had to realize that this guy was right. She really didn’t have much to go on.
“Well, it sounds like you really want to find this guy so we’ll see what we can do to help you find him.”
“Thanks.” She really did need to find this Mark guy but maybe it wouldn’t be so hard after all.
“So what’s this Mark guy look like?”
“I don’t know. I mean from what my friend said—”
“Your friend?”
“She was here last weekend. This Mark ass hole took advantage of her.”
“Did she like it?”
“What?”
“I was wondering if she liked it.”
Yeah she liked it. She loved it actually. At least until the effects of it had worn off, but Hailey wasn’t sure what the hell that had to do with anything. “She liked it,” she said reluctantly, “but she was forced.”
“I’m sorry,” the man said. “I think I’ve offended you.”
“It’s not that. It’s just that your question was kind of personal. It kind of took me by surprise.”
“Like I said, I’m sorry.”
She liked this guy. He just seemed to know the right things to say. If it weren’t that she were here to find the guy who’d fucked Allie good, she would have liked to have spent more time with him.
It was weird though. It wasn’t like the party had actually ended but it was weird the way the party seemed to just flow around them.
“Hey. I’m sorry,” the man said. “You didn’t even get your beer.”
“Oh, I don’t drink.”
The man shook his head. “Now you got me confused. Why were you at the keg if you don’t drink.”
“That was where Allie said she met this Mark guy.”
The man nodded. “Ah, I get it. So you figured you’d return to the scene of the crime, so to speak.”
Hailey nodded. He did get it and she found herself liking him even more. It was like she didn’t have to explain herself to him. He really did get it. “That was the idea, and when I saw that guy Doug, to tell the truth, I really thought that was him.”
The man laughed. “Doug. He’s not a mind controller. Hell, I’m not sure he can even control his own mind.”
It was like alarm bells were going off in her head but it was just so hard to hear them.
“I didn’t introduce myself,” the man said. “My name is Mark.”
There was something … there was something wrong. She … she …
“Something wrong?”
“You’re Mark,” Hailey gasped.
“That’s right.”
Oh. This so wrong. She needed … she needed to do something. She tried to lash out with her mind … and she was rebuffed.
“I see you’ve got some power, too.”
Hailey couldn’t help but nod. She wasn’t even sure why. It was one of most closely guarded secrets. She’d never told anyone about what she could do and now here she was admitting it to a total stranger.
“Of course, you’re not as strong as me.”
No. She shouldn’t accept that, Hailey told herself. She shouldn’t accept that and yet …
“You like strong men, don’t you?”
She liked strong men. There was nothing wrong with that.
No. There was something wrong with that. There was something … something wrong with that. She was feeling like … like something …
“I’ll bet you thought you were going to come here and use your powers against me, didn’t you?”
“Yes.” No wait. Why had she just admitted that?
“But that’s not really what you wanted to do.”
No, it wasn’t what she wanted.
Wait. No. He was trying … he was trying to do something to her.
“Why don’t you come up to my room and you can show me what you really wanted to do.”
She should get out of there. She knew it. Whatever she’d come here to do and now she wasn’t quite sure what that was but she was sure she wasn’t going to be able to do what she’d come here to do.
Or she could go up to Mark’s room.
Hailey couldn’t help but moan. She knew that thought wasn’t hers. She knew somehow he’d put that in her mind but that didn’t make the thought any less real.
“What about it?” Mark asked. “You want to come up to my room?”
She should go. She knew why she should go. She needed to leave. It was imperative and yet …
And yet there was that other thought. She should go up to his room. It would be fun. She should go up to his room …
No, she had to fight back and yet when she did, he seemed to swat away her attack with incredible ease.
He was so strong. She liked strong men.
Maybe she should go to his room. Why was she fighting it, she told herself. After all, she knew what she wanted.
“Well?” Mark demanded.
“We could go to your room,” Hailey said and even as she said it, she knew she was giving in but really, who could blame her. After all, she liked strong men and there was no doubt that Mark was stronger than her.
“We could indeed but are you sure you want to.”
He knew he’d won. He was just teasing her now but that was hot. After all, she really liked strong men. Strong men were so hot.
“Do you want to go to my room?”
“I’ll go anywhere you want me to,” she said and Hailey couldn’t help but wonder if she’d really said it on her own or if it was something he’d made her say. She decided it didn’t really matter because no matter why she’d said it, she’d definitely meant it.
They went up to his room, the one with the red door. It was bigger than Hailey had thought it would be but perhaps the most prominent feature was a full bar.
“What do you think? Should I remove my clothes?”
Hailey nodded eagerly. She couldn’t wait to get Mark out of his clothes.
He took off his shirt and his jeans and his underwear and his shoes and then he took a seat on his bed. “I think you need a drink,” he said.
“I don’t drink,” Hailey reminded him.
“I know. You told me but I want you to do it anyway.”
No, she shouldn’t, Hailey told herself and yet even as she did, she was turning around and she was walking to the bar.
“Pour yourself a shot of vodka.”
Hailey did as she was told to do.
“Toss it back.”
Again, Hailey did just what she’d been told to do and almost as quickly, she started to hack as the alcohol burned her throat.
“Pour yourself another glass.”
She wanted to tell the man no but she just couldn’t seem to make herself do it. Instead, she poured herself another shot of vodka.
“Did you know that alcohol dulls our powers?”
Hailey shook her head.
“Well it does. Why don’t you go ahead and toss that back.”
Hailey tossed the vodka back and once more, she started to coughing all over again.
“I’ll bet you’re starting to feel the effects of that, aren’t you?”
Hailey nodded.
“Pour yourself another shot.”
Again, Hailey poured herself another shot.
“Did you know if we get drunk, the powers go away for good?”
Hailey shook her head.
“Go ahead and toss that back.”
Again, Hailey did as she was told to do.
“Oh God,” the girl moaned. Her head was swimming. She felt as if she was about to fall over.
“Are you drunk?” Mark said.
“Getting there,” Hailey said.
“That’s good. Do you know why?”
Hailey shook her head.
“Girls shouldn’t have powers like that. Girls should do what they’re told to do. Don’t you agree?”
Hailey didn’t know if the thought was hers or someone else’s but she didn’t much care. Strong men were hot and Mark was the strongest of them all. He was so hot.
“Don’t you agree?” the man said again.
“I’ll agree with whatever you want me to say,” Hailey said in a now slurred voice and she meant it.
“That’s what I wanted to hear. Come here.”
Hailey was glad to approach the bed because Mark was so hot.
“Take off that skirt,” Mark said and Hailey took off her short, little skirt.
“Now the top. Take it off, too,” and moments later, Hailey’d removed her top.
“I think you know what’s going to go next, don’t you?”
“My bra and panties?”
“You know it. Take those off,” and moments later, Hailey had quickly discarded the last of her clothes.
“You’ve got a hot body,” Mark said. “I think I’m going to enjoy this.”
Hailey was glad. She wanted Mark to use her. She wanted him to enjoy her body.
“You see that cock there. I think you know what I want you to do.”
Hailey wasn’t sure how she knew but she just knew. He wanted her to mount his body. He wanted her to grab his cock. He wanted her to lead his cock to her wet and waiting pussy.
And she did.
She couldn’t help but moan as that cock slid inside her. She pushed her pussy down on that cock and as her pussy bottomed out on that cock, she could feel her pussy squeeze that cock and then she was pulling herself back only to shove herself back down again.
“Oh yeah,” Mark groaned. “Oh yeah. You’re a lot better than you’re friend was. Oh yeah. You really know how to fuck.”
Well of course she did. When you had a cock like this, wasn’t it obvious?
“Oh fuck. You’re going to make me cum.”
She certainly hoped so.
“You’re going to take it in your pussy, aren’t you?”
Of course, she was. It was amazing how he just seemed to know exactly what she wanted to do.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned. “Oh fuck. I’m going to cum.”
Oh yeah. That was exactly what she wanted. She wanted him to cum. She wanted him to cum in her hungry, little pussy.
“Oh fuck,” he groaned and really, that was all that had to be said because she could feel him doing it. He was cumming in her pussy and it just felt so good.
“Fuck,” the man groaned when it was over. “Fuck that was good.”
“What do you mean?” Hailey asked.
“I don’t understand.”
“We’re not done yet,” the girl said. “In fact, we’re just getting started. In fact, I just want to fuck and fuck and fuck.”
“Damn,” the man groaned. “You’re sure?”
Hailey nodded. She’d never been more sure of anything ever before.
The man nodded. “All right then. Have it your way.”
Hailey nodded happily to herself. Finally, she thought. Finally, she was getting what she wanted.
Finally!