Stitches

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She had ducked off behind the trees; relaxing silently with a baseball bat propped up between her legs. Billie was dressed in a black belly shirt, black jeans, and a pair of red converse sneakers. Why in the hell was she going through with this? For 400 bucks? As she waited for her prey, Billie thought back to Pinky's favor. About, what she had asked her to do.



|||***"And you were capable of thinking up this oh so horrible plan by yourself?" Billie mumbled, "Whaddya want me to do, and to whom will I be doing it to?"



Gently chewing on her thumb, Pinky chuckled gently before leaning in the frame of Billie's door.



"Her name is Beatrice...geeky lip-sore whore supreme."



"And what could this geek have done to have you tangled up in her hair?" Billie huffed out before picking up her PSP, and taking it off "hold" so that she could continue playing Tekken.



"Well, she wouldn't do my homework! What gives that whore the right to say she won't do for me!?"



The crazy preppy seemed to be getting heated up from just thinking about what happened! Pausing the game after only a second of playing, Billie would look at Pinky with this "As if!" annoyed look on her face.



"Who the hell do you think you are? The princess of fucking Bullworth or something like that?" Tossing her PSP down on the bed, Billie got to her feet. "You know something? Whatever. Just tell me what you want me to do, so I can get paid."



Stepping back into Billie's room, Pinky would be holding a baseball bat at her side, and a smile on her face. She must have left it outside before she came in?



"Beatrice likes to spend late nights in the library doing book reports and stuff. Tonight I want you to go and catch her, and teach her what it means to tell pinky no!"



"YOU want me to beat that girl with a bat just because she told you no? 400$."



"400$!?" Pinky squealed, "I only wanted you to hit her once!"



"I don't care. 400$ or I'm not hitting her with that bat at all."



"Fine, but I am going to get my money's worth! Instead of just beating her up, I want you to humidityate her too! Come by my room before you go for the money, and the rest of the stuff you'll need."***|||



That girl had some serious issues. She understood why she needed the Ski mask, but there was also a video camera, a Sharpie permanent marker, a vibrator...and, a razor and shaving cream?Looking down at the bag Pinky had given her when she went by her room, Billie scrunched up her nose before she opened it up and took out the mask. She could see Beatrice leaving the library from where she was hiding, but now it was showtime! Pulling the Ski mask down over her face, Billie made sure her hair was secure underneath it. According to Pinky, Beatrice should have been making her way towards the female nerd dorms, but she was heading off towards a forested area. What the fuck was going on here? Watching until she had disappeared, Billie would get up and follow after her Tenchu style. ((The ninja skills she had learned from lord Rikimaru surely came in handy! She had played the hell out of Tenchu; Wrath of Heaven. x.x;)) However when she had walked far enough back, it was time to take cover again. Rolling across the ground swiftly, Billie would once again end up in some bushes. Beatrice was on her knees, and there was a grown man infront of her with his pants around his ankles. He had his back against a tree and his hand on the back of her head while she nursed away at his cock like a pro. The dude looked black, and was fat. Nor was the filthy bastered young.



"I guess the geek is a whore after all...gross." Billie whispered while watching the disgusting sight infront of her. But it was then she got an an Idea...there would be no need for the bat, or the Ski mask! Pulling the mask off her face, Billie would return it to the bag and took out the provided video camera; pulling the cap off the front, and hitting the record button after zooming in.



"I love being a dirty bitch..." Billie huffed out with a smile. Beatrice was deepthroating this guy; icky swollen sore dripping puss and pulsating as she worked her lips up and down his 5 inch shaft. Surely he had to be enjoying himself? He was moaning her name and had put both hands on the sides of her head; starting to fuck her face with his flabby hips. The sore on Beatrice's upper lip was taking punishment each time his balls smacked against her chin, causing puss to come drooling out of it, and down to the dick that was being shoved down her throat. Poor girl...just by making Pinky angry, her little secret was tossed out into the wind. Getting this footage wasn't even the plan! By now, Beatrice was starting to gag from time to time, and had released a large amount of gooey spit that dribbled down her partner's penis. It looked like fucking puke.



"This has got to be the most filthy face fucking I've ever seen..." Billie mumbled while holding at her stomach, and keeping the camera straight and steady with her free hand. This had gone from forbidden to nasty very, very quickly. The male, who was now bucking his hips wildly, gave a very hard thrust into Beatrice's throat before he flinched gently...he must have came. She appeared to be trying to pull back, but was forced to drink his cum; some of it spilling from the corners of her mouth, and mixing with the puss that never stopped leaking from her lip sore.



"Ahhhh...great job Beatrice."



"T-Thanks Mr. Hattrick. So, i-is my grade safe now?"



"So long as you continue to give me what I want, I promise you'll keep an A."



Watching the girl as she stood up, Mr. Hattrick gave her a hug; squeezing her boney little ass in his hands firmly.



"Next time I'll expect some pussy." He told her before he picked up his pants, and tucked his dick into his underware.



"O-Okay..."



It was then, while the hidden camera was still rolling, Mr. Hattrick gave Beatrice and her filthy lips a sloppy kiss; the older man grinding his penis area into her belly.



"Remember Beatrice...this is just between me and you."



"I understand...I-I like doing this, Mr. Hattrick."



"Good girl..."



He was done with the poor girl, so Hattrick pet her head and left; walking past the hidden Billie, getting in his car, and leaving for home. Brushing her auburn colored hair from her face, chocolate brownish-grey eyes watched Beatrice as she silently sobbed. Time to come out of hiding! Stepping out of the bushes, Billie walked towards Beatrice with the turned off camera in her hands. When the girl looked up and saw her, her eyes grew wide with shock.



"Y-you--"



"Yea, I saw and recorded every moment of it." She told her, "So you know what I think right? I think I just got myself a personal slave..."



Sobbing helplessly now, Beatrice tried her best to be strong. "I'm not anybody's slave!"



"Wrong geek..." Billie said coldly, "My name is Abigail Bille Cole. From now on, you'll be doing whatever I want...unless you want everybody to see this tape of you sucking off a teacher and letting him nut in your mouth, and how you drunk it down like a hungry crackwhore..."



Gulping down the lump that had formed in her throat, Beatrice fell to her knees and lowered her head. "Okay...okay." She muttered through her tears, "I'll do what you want."



"Heh, I knew you'd see things my way Geek. First things first, I want you to do Pinky's report and turn it in to her tomorrow. Then? I want you to kiss her feet and say sorry."



"Pinky paid you to do this?" Beatrice asked, "Why are you working for her!?"



"No. Actually she paid me to kick your ass, write "SLUT" on your forehead with a marker, and record you apparently playing with yourself, but I'm not going to do that. This video I have is more than enough." Billie told her before waving the video camera infront of her face. "I think it worked out for the best though...at least I didn't have to hurt you."



Nodding lightly, Beatrice got up and headed towards the Nerd dorms. She could only hope Billie would keep her word, and not show anybody the tape. Billie, who was quite happy with her work, headed back to Harrington House. Pinky had already paid her, so it worked out for the best. Locking her door and throwing herself onto her bed, Billie sighed and closed her eyes.



~I guess I am a demon then....~



She thought before drifting off to sleep.



~FIN~