"BULLYING - It's Not OK!" Extract

© DrkFetyshNyghts 2021

 

"Lizzie can we meet, down in the plant rooms, alone? I just want to talk."

Billie had been suitably humble when she'd approached Lizzie before school started for the day. It could have been an early sign that things were going to go Billie's way, just for a change. A closer look might have revealed that things were about to change, for the better for this young girl and for the worse for Lizzie. The older girl had turned to her girls and smiled and winked. For her, this would have been a further sign of Billie softening up and coming round to not her way of thinking, but to her way of life.

"Of course we can slut. Meet me in your free lesson. I know you've got one just before lunch. I want you to know you can talk to me any time you want to."

And there was this sneer, this almost 'snigger' to her face as she winked at her girls again. It was creepy the way this girl knew about her free lessons. But then it was no surprise since Miss Grey was on board and already'd had the fear of god put into her by Lizzie.

"Thank you Lizzie. I'll see you then."

And Billie did this thing where she kind of pressed herself into Lizzie, as though to get close, as though to feel her body heat. She couldn't afford to make Lizzie suspicious of her or why she wanted to meet her down there on her own, just the two of them. And so she was making it like she was emotional and just wanted some words of encouragement from the older girl knowing what she would have to go through going forward.

And for Lizzie she was happy with this, because this would give her a bigger and nastier hold on Billie going forward. She would meet her, and have that little chat and then she would come up with something particularly nasty, just to burst Billie's bubble that she thought she was forming.

But that was the trouble with Lizzie. She had been doing what she did for so long and it was clear that to date, nothing had gone wrong for her. She'd just found this 'formula' that worked. She'd found out how to inject that fear and that loathing into her victims and it had just worked. Nothing had ever gone wrong - nothing had ever needed to be adjusted, not even minutely. For her to think that something was not right with Billie, or that something could go wrong, she would have needed to have experienced failure, or problems in the past. There was none of that and for that reason she was oblivious. She just saw the plant room meeting as another opportunity to heap despair and torture on Billie.

Maybe she would get the maintenance man to fuck her. That would be a good thing. Billie had already had that cock in her sweet innocent mouth. Now she needed to feel it slide up inside her ass. This was how Lizzie thought. And she smiled when she thought about that same thick cock slipping up her tight little asshole. Oh yes, Lizzie had the feeling that this day was just going to get better and better. She had the feeling that with Billie having just had a night to 'fester' with what had happened to her the night before, that she was ready and more than willing to take things deeper and then deeper again.

Lizzie though, had got it completely wrong. Indeed she had made such a catastrophic error of judgement when it came to meeting Billie alone, that when the shock came, it would be the kind of shock that would immediately affect the normal functioning of her brain - just because it was such a shock.