Jonah's Revenge

Jonah stared at Kate, his expression full of sadistic hunger. She had been his every obsession at school, his every thought, every dream, and she dared to look him right in the eye last week and reject him in front of the entire cafeteria. He wanted her to pay, wanted her to understand exactly what she had done to him, and wanted the entire world to know who she really belonged to.

He was currently standing by the side of the bar, watching her take down shot after shot with her friends as she giggled and danced with them. She was typically a shy girl, and he knew from stalking her that she’d never been in an actual relationship, but the more she drank the more outgoing she got. She was short, very skinny, and had relatively small breasts with long auburn hair. He had imagined himself tugging and playing with her hair many times, imagining the soft silky material drape down his fingers while he fucked her, and he would finally be able to do so today. Jonah had very curly hair, was a thick build, and only slightly taller than her. No, he wasn’t hot like the jocks in their school, but he knew he was perfect for her, and he couldn’t understand how she didn’t see that herself. He could still replay the scene of her friends laughing at him when he confessed his love for her… he wanted them to pay as well.

He was a patient man, and waited until she was very drunk, so much so that she was stumbling as she tried to dance. He knew they would be safe enough to get an uber home together, so he would have to grab her while she was alone. 

He finally took the chance when she went off to the girl’s bathroom by herself. He followed closely behind her, step by step until he didn’t see anyone else around her. She turned around when she felt his large presence behind her, but it was too late. He knocked her out with his fist, like he had read about on reddit, and when he was sure she was unconscious in his arms, he pulled her out the back door towards where he parked his car, right at the exit. His heart was beating frantically as he opened the back door and pushed her inside, praying she wouldn’t wake up on his fifteen minute ride.

The closer he was to his destination, the more excited he felt. He had found an abandoned factory a few weeks ago, and had been spending a lot of his time there, mostly fixing up the place to look more presentable. He pulled her down to the basement, and locked the door behind them. He waited for her to wake up, but when he ran out of patience, he splashed some cold water on her. She stirred and blinked, looking up at him in confusion. Her makeup was smudged from dancing and sweating so much, but she still looked so beautiful to him.

“What… what’s going on?” She asked, her expression becoming more and more frantic as she looked at her surroundings. She was definitely not at the club anymore, and had no idea where her friends were. “Jonah?”

He smiled, feeling like the king of his own world. “Hey, Kate… I’m here to have some fun with you… would you like that?”

She began shaking, and she held onto her head, feeling the pounding from the alcohol, “Jonah, just let me go. What are you doing?”

“You embarrassed me in front of the whole school, Kate. I have to take my revenge.” He couldn’t wait any longer, he didn’t wait for her response and pounced, pressing his body against hers. She began screaming, but there would be no one even close to the abandoned warehouse to even hear her. He wanted to hear her screams, wanted her to feel the pain that he felt when she rejected him. He stroked her hair, feeling how soft it was between his fingers, just as he had imagined. He stared at her white flowy shirt, grabbed both ends of it, and pulled it apart, ripping it clean in half. He was delighted to see she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath, and began staring down at her breasts hungrily. 

She gasped and tried to cover them, but he shoved her hands aside roughly. She had small brown nipples that went along with her small breasts, and she had always been insecure about them, especially compared to her large breasted friends. Her automatic instinct was to cover them from him, being embarrassed of them, but it didn’t matter now. He was going to do whatever he wanted to her. 

He hungrily shoved her panties aside under her miniskirt, and pushed her down on the couch as he aligned his hard cock against her entrance. Of course, he was hard since the moment he saw her at the club and devised his plan. He shoved his way in as hard as he could into her dry but plump pussy, and she screamed even louder.  “Fuck yeah…” he groaned, feeling how tight she was on the inside. He pounded into her, over and over again, his fingers pushing her wrists down as she struggled, still screaming with every thrust. “You’re so fucking tight Kate…” He knew it wouldn’t take him long to cum, with how much he was desperate for her. Besides, this was his first time ever being inside of a woman. 

Her breasts bounced with each thrust, and the more he watched them, the more he was pissed off at her. If she had just said yes to him, he wouldn’t have to do any of this to her. He would’ve been a perfect gentleman. He wrapped his fingers as tightly as he could around one, and began pulling roughly, trying to make as many bruise marks as possible. She screamed more from the pain, and he did so with the other breast. He began pinching her nipples, so hard he could’ve pulled them off, and she began swatting his arm away. “No… please… Jonah…” she begged, her voice slurred and high pitched from the pain. 

With his focus on her breasts, he wasn’t paying attention to her arms, which began pushing against the sofa to try to get away from him. This pissed him off even more, and he slapped her face before doing the same to her breasts. He began digging his fingers into her skin, grabbing her breasts so hard to try to pull them off of her. 

He was so close to cumming, but he wanted to see the look of her despair as he unloaded inside of her. “This will teach you to never reject a nice guy again,” he said. He wrapped his hand around her neck and began cutting off her oxygen. Her eyes bulged out, her veins clear on her face as he squeezed tighter and tighter. She kept hitting his hand with her own, but eventually lost her ability to do so. He closed his eyes as he thrust into her harder, and roared loudly when he came, pumping over and over as his load exploded inside of her. 

When he opened his eyes, he saw that she was unconscious, and when he checked her pulse, he realized it was no longer beating. He grinned. This was so fucking satisfying, he would have to do it to more of his crushes. But first, he would have to find a way to dispose of the body.