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Alise
I’m not a bad person. I’ve sometimes hurt people, but only when they deserved it. And I can tell you, that bitch there deserved it, at least, that’s what I told myself on that one night.
I had been going around in circles around town, trying to decide if I’d really do it. She deserved it, that I knew, and if I could’ve just killed her, I would’ve done it in a matter or seconds. But she deserved far worse than death. This would make her feel what she had made Alyssa feel when she had raped her at that party.
I found the house quite easily. I looked at the driveway, making sure her parents really were gone. Alixe had told me everything I needed to know about that skank Lily. Of course, she didn’t know about the entire plan, but that didn’t matter.
I sent her a text. She quickly answered, just as expected. She got out of the house while I waited on my bike. I gave her a helmet and she took place behind me.
“Hi, Alise! Thanks for picking me up!”
Her high pitched voice made me want to stab my own ear. But I swallowed that down and smiled politely. “Of course, Lily.”
I almost shuddered in disgust when I felt her twig arms around me. She almost leaned against me, God, was this what Aly had had to put up with?
I started the bike, trying to ignore my wet hands slipping on the throttle. I took off, quickly, trying to ignore the fact that I was getting more and more excited at the thought of the soon to be revenge.
I tried to stay on the main road for as long as I could without attracting suspicions from her. Then again, she was so eager to “hang out with us”, she hadn’t even noticed how close I was getting to the forest.
I knew the exact spot where I’d bring her, it was the one Nathan and I used to go to for smoking and just chilling. It was right on the edge of the town and if you went in deep far enough, nobody would hear you. And even then, nobody in their right mind would investigate a girl’s scream in the middle of the woods at night.
It’s only when I turned on the gravel road surrounded by the trees that Lily’s grip loosened around me. I knew she was wondering what we were doing here, and knowing her psychotic tendencies, I needed to be careful about her jumping off the motorcycle.
So when I shot the engine off, I still acted as if everything was normal. I took my helmet off and tied it to my bike, indicating her to do the same. I shoved the keys deep inside my pocket. She stared at me, “Alise? What are we doing here?”
I slowly pulled the knife out of my pocket. I prayed that it’d scared her enough to keep her mouth shut.
“Alise,” she chuckled, “I don’t understand.”
“I think you understand fuckin well. Start walking,” I ordered, pointing the trail.
She still wasn’t moving. So I lunged at her, aiming for her neck. I grabbed it with my hand and pressed the blade against her cheek.
“You don’t move, I’ll cut you up right here.”
She finally walked. The worst was that she didn’t even seem terrified enough for my taste. She almost… enjoyed it? That only confirmed my thoughts about her being a crazy bitch.
After silent minutes of walking the trail, we got to the empty firepit. To be truthful, I didn’t know how to start this. This was the first and last time I’d ever do something so monstrous…
“Take your clothes off,” I said, my fingers tightly wrapped around the handle of pocket knife.
“Alise, what—”
“Right now, or I’ll fucking kill you. Don’t play with me, Lily.”
She started with her shorts. She lowered them to her ankle, stepping out of it slowly. I held back a grimace, God, she was fucking disgusting.
“Your shirt.”
Dead serious, she said, “If you wanted to fuck me you could’ve asked—"
“Take your fucking shirt off!” I yelled stepping towards her.
How dared she even think I was here to fuck. I was here to punish her. It wasn’t gonna be sex, it was gonna be vengeance.
“You know why i’m doing this?” I asked her once she was in underwear in front of me.
She shook her head and stayed quiet. This dumb whore couldn’t lie to save her life.
“Come on, think about it, i’m sure you’ll remember.”
“Alise, I genuinely don’t know,” she murmured, trying to fool me with her little voice. “I’m so confused right now.”
“I know what you did to Alyssa.”
She kept the same face, the same posture, but her eyes changed. God, it felt good to have her know I was now onto her.
“You thought you’d get away with it? With raping my best friend?”
My voice shook despite my attempts at keeping it stable. Every time I thought about what Aly had lived, it broke my heart. I rarely ever told them, but damn I loved my friends, and that bitch had fucked with them.
“Alise, I never did that.”
“You’re a fuckin liar and a psycho.”
“I don’t know what Aly told you, but she wanted it too. I- look, maybe she regrets it—”
“She regrets ever meeting you, yeah! She told me, word for word. She got a flashback of that party, of you dragging her to a room after putting shit in her cup.”
She was caught. She knew it, so she started barreling towards another strategy.
“Listen, whatever I did, I swear, I never meant hurt her. I love Alyssa, I’d never ever try to cause her harm. You must know that.”
“Bullshit.”
The most fucked up part was that she really sounded like she believed it. Maybe she did, in her own crazy mind.
“I don’t care about what you meant to do. I’m here for what you did do.”
My heart started pounding in my chest again. In a moment of lucidity, I asked myself if this was worth it. If I should shit on my own morals and principles for a girl like her. Would that make me any better?
Yes. Of course, what was I thinking. I was obviously better than her. The only reason I was here was because of the actions she took in the first place…
So I put my knife back in my pocket. And I grabbed her. With a strong twist of my body, I threw her on the ground, landing on top of her.
She was so light it was almost worrying. She was a disgusting sack of bones, sickening whore to look at, but easy to fight and throw around.
I started undoing my belt, still pinning her to the ground. She didn’t try to fight it, she looked at me with something malicious in her eyes. As if she was taking pleasure in seeing what she had turned me into. Well, that girl was about to loose that nasty pride.
I lowered my jeans to my knees. I ripped her bra away, hoping I’d finally start getting hard. But she was repulsive to the point where my I couldn’t even get in the mood.
“What’s the matter?” she teased me. “Can’t get hard?”
“Fuck you,” I said, a hand on her throat.
I rocked my hips against hers, feeling her warm body rub against my cock. It wasn’t perfect, but it did the job. I tugged my boxers down and finally, I spat in my hand.
Closing my eyes, I started jerking my cock slowly. I let out small noises, fucking my own hand, imagining something hotter than the girl beneath me.
“I’m gonna fuck you,” I mumbled, going even faster.
It felt pretty good, so much that I stopped to not cum yet. I think it finally dawned on Lily, what was going to happen. She looked at me, a visible lump in her throat.
I lowered her panties, revealing a small and pink pussy. God, was she a virgin? Well, no, she had forced Alyssa to fuck her, so she probably wasn’t. Still, it pooked tight enough for me to break.
I held the base of my cock, and in a sharp thrust, I drove it straight inside of her. She let out a satisfying scream. Finally, she was suffering. I moaned, throwing my head back.
She was squeezing me tight, suffocating my cock. God, the feeling of breaking into her with something so big was divine, I couldn’t lie. But I wasn’t here for my pleasure, I was here to make her pay.
So I started moving my hips, stealing small and desperate noises from her mouth. Her warm and humid walls squeezed around my shaft.
“Fuck, oh, fuck,” I muttered, pounding her pussy faster.
I didn’t care about making her cum, she didn’t even deserve it. So fuck it, I got to the pace that felt best. The one that made our skins clap together loudly. I filled that forest with noisy and obscene wet noises.
“It hurts,” she let out, trying to put her hand between her and my chest.
“Good.”
With each thrusts, I gained confidence. The pleasure of hearing her hurt tiny moans was out of this world.
I hit her hand down and pinned her wrist down. I couldn’t lie, feeling her so weak and helpless did start to turn me on. If I squinted, I could even think she was decent. Not pretty, and far from beautiful, but fuckable.
“You fucking bitch, you’re lucky i’m got gutting you,” I said, my breath getting shorter and shorter.
Despite feeling my balls tighten and my pelvis clench, I chose to pull out. I stayed on my knees for a while, breathing.
She seemed reassured, as if she was safe now. It only brought hate and contempt in me.
“You think i’m done with you?” I asked her, frowning at her eased up face. “I’m gonna fucking humiliate you.”
I grabbed my knife and put the tip right on her jugular. I raised towards her face. I rested my balls on her face, forcing her to look sideways. There, I had it, I had her feeling shame.
“You bite, I swear I’ll stab your neck before I even feel it.”
She nodded, her mouth closed in disgust. Content with how shit had turned out, I pressed my crotch against her face even more. She squirmed under me, proably from feeling my precum drip on her forehead.
“Open your fucking mouth.”
She did as I said, more scared of the blade than my cock. I put one of my balls in, grunting in pleasure. God, her bitch mouth did feel nice. I moved my hips again, rubbing myself on her like she was nothing more than a dirty rug. Each time I moved, my cock slapped her face, causing me to laugh a bit.
She looked ridiculous, exactly what I had prayed for. Her throat made some weird and wet noises, almost as if she was gagging. But that just the beginning. Once I had had enough, I decided to pull out and shove my cock down her throat instead.
“Oh, yeah. Take it,” I said, lowly in a groan. “Good. Just like that.”
She spat and garggled, her eyes widening like a helpless deer. I thrusted, holding myself up with one foot next to her head. Her tongue stroke my shaft and teased my tip with each push, making me roll my eyes in pleasure.
“That’s it, you’re learning.”
She whined, trying to get my cock out of her mouth so she could breathe. And each time she finally inhaled, I just shoved it back in. I was starting to take pleasure in seeing her like this. She was suffering, and while I had never been a cruel person, that’s all she deserved.
When I started feeling my balls pulse and my dick twitch, I knew I was close. I grunted, holding her face down with my hand.
“Fuck, fucking right.” Muffled noises clogged up in my throat and I finally stopped thrusting.
Cum shot straight into her throat as I felt my cock pump it out. I closed my eyes, letting myself float on the Godly feeling. I opened my eyes. She was shaking. I bet she didn’t want to give me the pleasure to hear her beg for mercy, but that told me everything I needed to know.
I got off her, I pulled my pants up, spitting on her. She jumped when she felt my saliva landing on her face. After a couple of seconds, she sat up, tatting the ground to find her bra.
“Put that shit down,” I said, kicking her hand.
She obeyed, a questioning look in her eyes. I pulled my phone out. “You think i’m done? You’re wrong.”
I took a knee, grabbing her face between my hands. I looked straight into her eyes, a little smile on the corner of my lips.
“I’m gonna call my friend and I promise you, your night’s only gonna get a whole lot worse.”
I got on my feet, finally calling Nate.
“Yo, i’m in our spot, can you pull up with the ropes and the shit I made you buy?”
“Ok, yeah. Everything good, though?”
A movement attracted my attention in the corner of my eye. I looked down and saw Lily getting on her hands and knees. I walked over to her, thrusting forward with my foot on her ribcage. I pushed her down, hearing the thud of her body hit the cold dirt.
“Yeah, all good. Just hurry.”
Once the call was done, I sat down next to Lily. I took time to observe her. Her eyes were filled with pathetic tears. I gave her a tissue from my pocket.
“Wipe your nose,” I said, throwing it at her face.
She did as I said, probably trying to avoid any heat. I waited long minutes before I finally heard Nate’s footsteps behind me.
“What. The. Fuck.”
I turned around ushering him with my hand on his mouth. He tried fleeing, shaking his head with eyes as big as saucers.
“Nate! Snap the fuck out of it!”
I brought him close to Lily, who now looked more like a corpse, with her naked pale body covered in dirt and blued by the cold of the night.
“Alise, what the fuck? Is this a fucking joke?”
“Look at her. She’s the girl who raped Alyssa,” I said, pointing her. “I fucking caught her. Now, you gon’ stop being a pussy, and you’re gonna help me make her pay.”
“Alise, what she did is crazy, but— You’re on some fucked up shit.”
“It’s not fucked up. It’s revenge.”
“I want no part of it,” he stated, still looking at me as if I was the insane one.
He turned around, so my hand shot for his wrist. I pulled him back, and though he was stronger than me, he turned back.
“Nathan, look at her. She’s the reason Alyssa’s not herself. She raped her. She fucking- she fucking hurt my best friend. Your friend too, mind you.”
He finally gave Lily a look. Their eyes crossed, and Nate crouched down.
“Why’d you do it?”
She glanced at me, but he waddled his finger. “Don’t look at her, look at me.”
She took deep breaths, her eyes looking away with guilt. Nate repeated his question one last time and she finally answered. “I didn’t rape her. She wanted it.”
“No she didn’t,” he murmured.
“She did! Alyssa loves me! You just don’t understand nothing!” She roared her lie so loud it echoed on the trees.
I was filled with the immediate urge to beat the fuck out of her, but Nate acted first. He spat on her, his lips curled up in disgust.
“Get the rope,” he asked me.
A perverse, cruel grin drew up on my face as I got the bag. I pulled out the strong braid of fibers. I threw it at him and he grabbed her to tie her hands.
“Please, please, stop,” she breathed, seeing me stand there, looking at the beautiful scene.
“No.”
“Please, Alise, I can’t do this anymore. I’m so tired.”
“Are you scared too?” I asked her while Nate finished the knot.
She admitted it. Almost rubbing my hands together.
Grabbing her by the makeshift cuffs, Nate pulled her up. We brought her to the hanging tree. She was lucky we hadn’t tied that noose around her neck. We threw the rope over the largest branch before circling the trunk with the remaining lenght.
“Pull her up,” I ordered.
With all his strenght and his body weight, he pulled. She was lifted from the ground easily. Her body must have weighted a hundred pounds…disgusting annorexic bitch…
“Good, now tie that rope to the other branch.”
Once she was suspended by her wrist, all vulnerable and weak, I grabbed the backpack. The first thing I pulled out was a metal pole. As soon as she saw it, her eyes gained back all of the fear she had felt only minutes ago.
I brushed the cold material on her thigh. She whimpered, looking away.
“Spread her legs for me, Nate,” I said, “from behind.”
He executed the order, pulling her ankles appart. She squirmed, only tightening the rope on her wrist. I pushed the metal bar against her pussy. She whimpered, feeling the tip threatening to break her even more. But I decided against it, I was pretty sure she’d die if I fucked her with that pipe. And I didn’t want her to go now, she didn’t deserve it.
I rubbed the side on her crotch between her legs. She seemed as though she’d puke. I kept pressing it agaisnt her clit, making her whimper. And when I thought it was too much pleasure for what she deserved, I stopped. And instead, I whacked the side of her leg full blow.
She screamed, making the remaining insects quiet up. I looked at Nate, who looked like he regretted our actions already.
“Give it a shot,” I said, throwing him the metal bar.
“Alise, I can’t.”
“Nate, come on. She deserves it.”
He looked at the weapon in his hand, closing his eyes. I felt him build up the rage that would guide him through his actions. And when he had remembered why we were doing this long enough, he hit her in the stomach. It only took short seconds before a red mark appeared accross her abdomen.
“Come on. Hit her harder,” I said just like a psycho gets off on fear.
He did it. And then another time, with both his hands holding the metal bar. Lily’s screams and begs excited me, in all the ways possible. I wasn’t a sadistic person, but nothing was more satisfying to me than seeing rapists get what they deserved.
My cock hardened in my pants again. This time, I almost wanted to untie her so I could fuck her again, but instead, I yanked the pipe from Nate’s hands and I hit her again.
I aimed her ass, leaving red spots all over it. I grabbed one of her cheek with my hand, giving it two squeezes.
“You like that?”
With her face covered wet by tears, she sniffed before sobbing out loud, “You’re fucking crazy. You animal!”
“No you’re the fucking animal!” My nails digging deep into her calf, I mumbled, “You’re a fucking beast, Lily. An ugly fucking bitch. You’re the crazy fuck, who had the balls to think Alyssa would consider fucking.”
I let go of her leg. She dangled in the air, swinging by her tied up wrists like a dead body that had just been hung. She was lucky to be light, a slightly heavier person would’ve had their wrists crushed by their own weights pulling down, by now.
I threw the metal pipe on the ground. Now, she deserved to get a feel of my hands on her. I punched her, hard, dry, right between the ribs. I stole her breath away before striking her on her hip bone. She yelped, this time. My knuckles would be bruised by tomorrow, but I didn’t give a fuck. This was the best punching bag I had had the pleasure to use in a while.
I switched my feet like a boxer, jokingly. She didn’t let a single laugh out, but that didn’t matter, I was having my fun nonetheless. Jab, cross, jab, cross. Hundreds of punches must have landed on her, covering her up in bruises. Good, just what I had wanted to see.
I got bored of beating her up, eventually. So I went for searching our bag once again. And I got the lighter out.
“Wow, man, what’chu gon’ do with that?” Nate asked, ushering me away.
“Relax, i’m just gonna tease her,” I said, yanking my arm out of his hold.
No, I was gonna burn the witch. I made my way back to the hanging Lily while I flickered the orange flame, making sure she knew what was coming. I turned it on for good, slowly creeping up on her.
The fire floated right past her thigh. She barely felt it, only moving away with a twitch. So I wrapped my hand firmly around her calves, bringing her leg to the lighter. And when the blue spot finally touched, she screamed. I closed it and checked out the small mark.
“That’s nothing.” I pouted. “Big fucking baby, I’ll give you something to scream about.”
I wrapped my whole arm around her leg, holding it against my body while I pressed the lighter on the back of her thigh. Again, she screamed, but I didn’t let go this time. She kept hollering, moving in any way she could.
I moved the lighter away, watching the blister on her burnt skin. She shrieked, only pausing to get some gaps and sobs in and out. I was damn sure the high way would hear her, so I cut the rope down, making her land on the groud with her hands still tied. Her moaning didn’t stop, so I threw myself at the ground to cover her mouth.
“Nate, bring me the blindfold.”
I heard my friend rustle some things in the bag before approaching me. While he held her in place, I tied it in her mouth, finally muffling her screams.
With my hands on her waist, I lifted her on her knees. Her nails digged in the dirt, and that’s when I saw her whitened and mangled wrists, the ones the rope had eaten on.
“Come on, Nate. Your turn.”
“Oh, um, no. I can’t…”
“Come on, I know she’s not pretty but… Still.”
“Alise, look, all of this was— fine but this is…”
Nate had always been a better person than me. He respected and worshipped women, which was why the only reason he hadn’t beaten me up himself was for the love and loyalty he had for Alyssa.
“Fine, have it your way,” I declared, deciding I’d get that ass to myself.
I took my pants and my drawers off, letting my cock spring free. I spat in my hand again, this time, aligning it towards her ass. I teased the tight hole, caressing it with my tip. She mumbled something behind the gag, probably begs and pleas.
I pushed it in. At first, it didn’t even look like she’d ever stretch. But when I gave a small thrust, she yelped. Her pain rattles went on and on as I pushed the shaft in deeper. Her pussy might have been tight, but her ass was suffocating my cock to the point where I winced.
“I’m gonna break your ass,” I said, pulling her head back by grabbing her throat. I leaned in to her ear, “You hear me? I’ll fuck you up.”
I pulled away, leaving her empty and gapping. Blood dripped from her ass to her thighs. I ignored it, pushing my cock back in, faster this time.
I started moving my hips while my hand pinned the scruff of her neck. I let some grunts out each time I hit her ass with my balls. She grabbed fistful or dirt as she tried to crawl away.
“Oh no—” I moaned "— No, you’re not getting away.”
I pushed her hips down with my hands, falling on top of her. With my entire weight resting on her back, I rammed her ass up, driving my dick so far I felt her insides on my tip.
Saliva spilled from the gag as she gurgled some other incomprehensible noises. I looked at Nathan who had turned around, not able to face the reality. I liked the guy, but God, he was a pussy.
“That’s what you deserve,” I said, pulling her hair back. “You hear me, Lily? That’s what you fucking deserve.”
Her babbling kept going as I kept pounding inside her, hoping I’d tear every inch of her insides. I fucked her with every bit of hate I felt for her, hoping she’d bleed to death once I’d be done with her.
I crushed her body with mine, turning my head away from hers. I couldn’t even stand looking at her. And while my dick was still inside her, I already dreamed of taking a shower to rinse off any trace of her.
Her body did the work and soon, my balls were full, ready to burst into her bowels. I gave some more thrusts, just sending myself near the edge, and when I was just about to cum, I pulled my cock out.
Shaking with urge, I got up, planting one of my foot on her back. I held her down, finishing myself off. My dick, already wet with precum and her blood slid through my fist like a knife in butter.
Wet paffs and moans ruled over as she kept crying under me. Nathan tried to stop me. A hand on my shoulder, he said, “Come on, Alise, let’s stop. If we do this, we’re no better than her.”
I laughed. Of course I was better? How was he even denying it. I wasn’t the one who had drugged a totally innocent girl before trapping her in a room at a party. I was the one who was making the criminal pay. I was doing justice.
“You agree?” I asked Lily, though she hadn’t asked for anything. “You think i’m like you because of what i’m doing? You’re wrong.”
I fucked my own hand faster, even whining as I knew I was going to cum.
“I’m nothing like you.”
A thick and strong spurt of cum came out before splashing everywhere in her hair and her bare back. Before it was all wasted, I got down, turning her on her back. I straddled her, putting the tip of my dick on her lips while ropes of cum kept shooting in her face.
“Open,” I said, nudging my chin towards her mouth. “Come on.”
Slowly, and reluctantly, her lips parted to let my warm and thick cum fill her mouth. Once every square inch of her face was painted white and slimmy, I pulled my pants up.
I had done the work. It was over. Alyssa was avenged. Lily had paid.
These are the thoughts that should’ve come up, but not one ounce of joy filled me at that instant where I took a look at the girl I had savagely raped and tortured.
A wave of disgust climbed up my throat, making me turn my head sideways as I threw up my entire stomach. I fell on my knees, a hand on the ground as I retched like a posessed beast.
Facts started creeping up on me. Things had hit me in a snap. I had been floating on this power trip, drank from the pleasure of seeing my friend’s rapist suffer. But I wasn’t feeling like that so called justice officer I had tried to convince myself I was. I was feeling like I had made a terrible and horrible thing.
Nathan rushed to help He rubbed my back, telling me to let it out. He gave me an arm for me to lean on while I got up. I looked over my shoulder, seeing Lily’s naked body covered in marks, semen and blood. Spasms shot through her body, making it look like she was convulsing. It was weird, but on that moment, I didn’t know whether I had to call the ambulance or not.
The reality had settled, I had committed an act I never would’ve thought myself capable of. And though I knew it was for a good cause, I knew I’d never look in the mirror the same ever again.