The Yandere

The character Mae is used with permission.

"That girl is looking at us again," Rose said. I looked past Dmitri with his arm on Rose's shoulder, and sure enough, there she was peeking around the corner of the business building. We locked eyes for a moment, and then she disappeared behind the building. I only had one class with her, a general ed English class, so I barely knew her. She was cute, though, and I wanted to get to know her better. But every time I approached, she seemed to disappear. "Geese, she's so weird... It's like she's stalking us." Rose shivered.

"I don't think she's stalking

us

, babe." Dmitri glanced in the direction of where the girl was, "I think she's stalking

you

, bro." He put his hand on my shoulder."

I blinked, "Me? Why do you think that?" I could feel my cheeks getting hot.

"It's definitely you," Tiffany said matter of factly. "And I have no clue why. It's not like there's anything special about you."

Everyone laughed, "ain't that the truth." Dmitri patted my back hard, "but she's got it bad for you for some reason! No accounting for taste, I guess."

The laughing continued for a few seconds. Once it died down, I feigned being upset, "Damn, you know that kinda stings...." We all started walking to the food court, "But I really don't think she's interested. I've tried to talk to her several times, but she just avoids me."

"A weirdo like that doesn't know how to act right." Tiffany said knowingly, "she probably has all these fucked up fantasies about you, but when it comes to the real thing, she doesn't know what goes where."

The group laughed again, but I didn't, "It's one thing to make fun of me, we're friends, but I'm not comfortable picking on her. Let's just leave her alone, ok?"

There was an awkward pause as everyone realized they had gone too far. We all got our food and discussed plans for the evening. Dmitri started it off, "So when are we meeting? I never got the details."

Tiffany finished her bite before speaking, "That's because I only just got the details from Blanca. We are meeting by the student union then carpooling to the football stadium. You can go to the stadium yourself if you want, but you're gonna have to pay for your own parking. Blanca has the tickets, so just talk to him once we meet up."

I nod along, taking mental notes, "ok, cool, but like when?"

"If you let me finish...." She rolls her eyes, "Game is at 7 pm, Blanca is going in at 6:45, so it would be polite if you got there before then. I'd like to spend some time with my boyfriend and not have him waiting for your slow asses. And if you're meeting the rest of us here, then we are leaving at 6 pm. No exceptions."

Rose types something into her phone, and Dmitri repeats, "6 pm, ok. We'll be there." He looks over Rose's shoulder and nods. She's definitely the responsible one of the pair.

"I guess I'll head out around 5:30 and meet up with you all then." I looked at my watch and got up, "that gives me about 4 hours to finish my homework."

"You're gunna do homework on a Friday night? Not only that but a night we have plans?" Dmitri looks like he's in shock.

"What else am I gunna do?"

Tiffany smiles, "this is why we think you're lame, just so you know."

"I know, I know."

Rose came to my defense, "Just because he's responsible, that doesn't make him lame."

"See, at least Rose gets it."

Dmitri laughed, "Rose is only saying that because she's gunna do the same thing." Rose's cheeks lit up, "but she's not lame because she knows to hide it." He put his arm around her and gave her a slight squeeze.

"Whatever, man, I'm gunna head out. I'll see you all tonight." As I left the cafeteria, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. But when I looked around, I saw nothing. I shook it off and headed to my apartment.

When I got home, I turned on Netflix and worked on my homework. Before I knew it was time to head out. I gathered my things and left. My heart nearly jumped out of my chest when I saw that girl standing just on the other side of the corridor. She was wearing a pink blouse with a matching skirt. She had long pink hair with blue eyes and, I never really noticed before, but she was more than a head shorter than me. When I opened the door, she was leaning on the wall with her hands behind her back. But she quickly stood up. "H-hi... h-how a-are y-you?"

"I'm good...." I locked the door then started walking. "Mae, right?"

She stopped walking, which prompted me to stop as well, "Y-you... k-know my n-name?" she was genuinely shocked.

"Sure, we're in the same class. Why wouldn't I?" This was very weird. "Anyway, can I help you with something?"

"I... N-no... I just wanted to..." she paused and seemed to be considering something. Then it was quiet for a long time.

"Well, I need to get going... um... if you wanna talk sometime, just let me know." I saw her smile before I turned away. That was very weird. I guess she really is awkward, but the whole interaction was still pretty cute. I walked halfway across the parking lot and could hear her following me. Just as I stopped to address her again, I heard her start to run, and the next thing I knew, her arms were around my shoulders, and I felt a moist rag on my face. I freaked out and tried to push her off, but she gripped me hard. Before I realized it, I had already inhaled from the cloth, and my vision started going black. The last thing I remember was her supporting my body so that I wouldn't hit the asphalt.

When I awoke, I was in a candle-lit room. My vision was blurry, and I couldn't make out much more. But I was comfortably warm despite being completely naked. I tried to stand up but found that I was tied to my chair and gagged. I pulled on my bindings, but I was unable to budge. "Darling, you're awake!"

I looked around for the source of the voice, but I couldn't find it. "Mae, is that you?" or I tried at least through the gag. But it came out as a sort of muffle.

"Sorry about that. I need you to stay quiet until after I explain myself." I could hear her in my ear. It was definitely Mae, but she sounded much more confident than before. She kissed my ear and continued talking, "See... you and I, we are meant to be together." her hands rubbed my chest and continued. "But I can't talk to you unless you're like this." my cock started getting hard from the stimulation, and she wrapped one of her hands around it. "Besides, you're always with those bitches!" I could hear the rage in her voice, and she squeezed my cock hard, making me groan with pain. She quickly loosens her grip, "I'm sorry, Darling, but this is just more proof; they only cause you harm."

She walked around the chair, and I saw that she was also naked. Her perky breasts were topped with pink, hard nipples, and her slender body was blissfully lit by the candles making every part of her appear to glow with a soft radiance. She straddled me, pressing her wet pussy against the shaft of my cock. Then she started rubbing her clit on my hard cock. I moaned. It was only after all this that I noticed she picked up a knife at some point.

She continued, "They only want to hurt you and make fun of you." she used her free hand to rub my chest. "Call me a 'weirdo'..." she seemed to spit the word. "But I want to make you feel good." she kissed my lips, but the gag made it less than interesting. I looked pointedly at the knife. "This? Oh, it's just to make sure you don't make too much noise. I can't have you yelling for help." She pressed the knife to my cheek and then cut the gag free.

"My friends are going to know I'm missing."

She seemed distracted, "No, I told them you weren't feeling good. So you couldn't make it. We have all weekend before anyone would notice you were gone." she kept the blade of the knife against my neck.

"They wouldn't believe you."

"You don't understand,

you

told them. I texted them on your phone."

"How did you get onto my phone?"

"You're my love! I know all your passwords."

I suddenly realized how serious this was. My cock, however, didn't seem to mind. "So... Now what? You forced me to be with you?"

That seemed to break her out of her trance, "what? No. of course not." she never stopped moving her hips. "Now that I gave you my confession, you are free to go."

"Really?"

"If you

want

to go, then just say so, and I'll cut you free." It cannot be that easy, "But... if you wanted to stay, then I can really make you feel good." she whispered into my ear, "all weekend long." I shuddered at the thought. God, my cock was hard. And it was soo close to slipping into her. "So... do you want me to cut you loose?" she continued to whisper into my ear. "Or... do you want to stay tied up... with me?" she slowly moved to kiss my lips again. This time it was much more sensual; her lips were so very soft. And, at the end of the kiss, she bit my bottom lip.

"Ah... I..." I didn't know what to say. I knew I should leave, but she was ready to go and so fucking hot.

"I can help you decide..." she slid off my lap and kissed down my chest. I started to breathe heavily as I realized what she was doing. She held my cock again and started to lick her precum off my shaft. "I didn't get to see how big it was when I undressed you." she started sucking on the balls using her hands to rub the shaft and head. "It's a good thing I practiced with the larger dildo...."

I watched her work my cock. She looked so focused and into it. Her face was so lewd, and I swear to god she had hearts in her pupils. She licked up the shaft and cleaned up the precum she had left there, then gently kissed the head. She kissed it again and again before using her tongue to circle the tip. For a moment, she paused and looked up at me. I don't know what she saw, but she smiled and then let my rod slip past her lips, into her mouth, and then let it keep going down her throat until her lips were at the base. I let out a loud, long moan. She kept it in there, deep, for a moment, and then started to hum as she pulled back out. Holy fuck, I'd never felt anything like it. When she went back down, I immediately came down her throat. She kept it all the way in and swallowed everything before pulling out coughing.

"*cough* Wow... that was... *cough cough* so much..." she gently squeezed the base and moved her hand up to get the last few drops licking them up as well. "Is that a testament to my skill or how pent up you were?" Definitely her skill. She gently blew on the wet cock, and it sent a shiver down my spine. Then she mounted me again. "So... did you decide?"

"Um... what? Decide what?" She started rubbing her pussy on my cock again, and I could feel it raging back to life. I wanted to be inside her so bad it was all I could think about.

She breathed into my ear, "Do you want me to fuck you?" as she did so, she raised her hips so that her opening was just touching the tip.

Why in the world would I say no to that? I immediately replied, "yes!" and no sooner than the words left my lips, she dropped down, taking everything in one quick motion. She let out a moan that was more akin to a scream, and I growled right along with her.

We stayed like that for a moment. Her pussy seemed to be gripping my cock for dear life. I could hear and feel her breathing very hard. "Fuck... I... I wasn't quite as ready for that as I thought...." Wait, was this her first time?

"It's ok just-"

"No! Don't say anything!" she grabbed the knife and put it to my throat. I shut up immediately. Then she moaned as my cock decided this was hot as fuck and surged inside her. I could see a crazy look in her eye, "did you like that?" she stared, circling her hips, keeping me deep but stirring the rod inside her. Everything was turning me on. Her pussy was so wet but also so tight that there was the perfect amount of resistance as she moved. Her breasts and nipples were brushing against my chest. Her free hand was behind my neck, holding my head, and the knife pressed into my throat. But her face, jesus christ, her face. Pure bliss. Her eyes were closed, and she was biting her lip as she looked for the perfect motion with her hips.

"I knew you, and I were meant to be together..." she settled into a back and forth grinding motion that seemed to focus on my cock on rubbing the front side of her pussy. She tightened her grip on my neck and the knife, causing it to break the skin. "This is it..." she started moving faster, and my cock rewarded her by stiffening, making it easier to hit the spot she was aiming for.

"There's no way this would be so good if we weren't meant for each other...." The knife slipped a little, and I could feel a hot sting as the cut went deeper, causing blood to drip down my chest. But her eyes were closed, and she was in her own world.

"Oh yes... Darling.... My love... that's it... right there..." she was getting tighter on my cock as her orgasm was building. I did my best to move my hip to help her.

"F-Fuckkkk Yesss...." she let out a loud moan and threw her arms around me, holding me close, and she ground her hips hard as she came on my cock. "I love you so much, daring.'' She kissed me passionately, lacing her fingers in my hair. I kissed her back. She must have dropped the knife while she was cumming. When she finished kissing me, she finally noticed the blood that was now on both our chests. "Oh my! There's so much!" she seemed fixated on it.

"Mae... I-I need to cum still....'' My cock was so hard from watching her get off, but she just gave me that blow job, and I need more to finish. I couldn't think of anything else.

"Oh?" I watched her use her index finger to take up fresh blood and then slowly rubbed it onto her nipple. I could feel myself getting even more excited just watching her. "I promise you'll cum inside me soon." I kept watching and as she leaned in and started licking the blood from my chest. I don't know why but it was the hottest thing I had ever seen. She started moaning as she got more into it. She wasn't moving her hips at all, but I could feel her tightening her pussy with each moan. I watched her lick up my blood as her grip on my cock got me more and more intense.

"Mae... I'm almost...."

"Your heart is beating so hard. It won't stop coming out..." she put her hands on my sides and started sucking on the cut. It was too much watching her. I threw my head back with a loud moan and came inside her. I felt her hand on the side of my face, and when I looked at her, she was glowing, and her lips were stained with blood. "I told you we are meant for each other." She kissed me, and I could taste the iron of my own blood on her lips and tongue.

"How did you...." I was stunned. "You didn't even move. I don't...."

"It's because you're my darling." She played with my hair. "We were made for each other." She kissed me again then lifted off of me. My cum came dripping out of her onto my cock. "Now, let's get you cleaned up." She left the room and returned a moment later with disinfectant and cotton balls. She spent a few sensual minutes cleaning the cut before working on my chest and then her own. Once she was done, she kneeled between my legs again, "and now for this..." she started licking and sucking the cum off my cock, making me hard again.

"Now what?" I asked her.

"Now, if you agree that we are meant to be together, you can go." She took the knife and waited for my answer. "You didn't want me to let you go before, so I think you know the right answer."

"I... ya... That was amazing. We can try dating." She seemed to pause, waiting for something more. Fuck I still wanted her, but she wasn't going to let me go until I said what she wanted to hear. "Yes, Mae, we are meant to be together." That seemed to satisfy her. She smiled and cut the ropes off one by one. I rubbed my wrist while I waited.

Once she was done, she sat in my lap again, "I-I'm glad you finally r-realized." she was nervous again now that I wasn't tied up. I put my hands on her waist and kissed her. She gladly leaned into the kiss. Then I picked her up. "W-wait... w-what are you-?" I tossed her onto the bed then pinned her there.

I had both her wrists over her head, and my other hand was on her throat. "You stalked me, knocked me out, kidnapped me, and tied me up, and you think it's all ok because you fucked me?" She started to squirm, but I tightened my grip, and she stopped. "All because you got it in your head that we were meant to be together?"

"Please..." her breathing was heavy, her eyes were dilated looking into mine, and she started grinding her hips again.

"Don't give me that! You're loving this, aren't you, you little slut!" I took my hand off her throat and stroked her pussy, making her moan. Then I showed her how wet my fingers were.

"No... I... That's from before... Please let me go... I... I don't know why I... I'm sorry..." she was practically moaning as she said it.

"You expect me to believe that?!"

"Please... I..."

I let her go and took a step back, "Fine then. I guess we're done here. Where are my clothes."

She looked confused as she sat up, "w-wait...."

"You said I could leave, so that's what I'm doing." I smiled as I saw her crestfallen expression.

She said in a small voice, "I-I thought... you were...."

I stopped, "you thought what?"

She stayed sleight.

"Say it!"

"I-I thought you w-were going to f-fuck me...."

"You said you didn't want me to."

She looked away.

"Tell me you want me to fuck you like the fucking slut you are!"

She shivered, "P-Please...."

"Please, what?"

"P-Please fuck me l-like the s-slut that I am...."

I walked up to her and pushed her down on the bed again. "That's what I thought." I grabbed both her wrists, pinned them above her head, and kissed her. She stopped struggling and let me use her. "Just a little needy little slut." she was no longer pretending she didn't want it and opened her legs. "That's a good girl...." I used my free hand to find her opening and pushed my cock into her. "Aaah... yes..."

"Oh god... i-it's too much..." she wriggled to get away again, but I grabbed her neck, stopping her in place.

"Where do you think you're going?" I started moving my hips in and out of her. Slowly, making her feel the entire length with each thrust.

She groaned with pain, "I-It's too deep... i-it hurts...." She kept squirming, so I put my other hand on her neck and squeezed. Immediately she grabbed my wrists, pulling and scratching them.

I started pumping harder, making her breast bounce with thrust. "Don't give me that shit; you almost cut my neck open! I think you can take a little rough sex!"

She was clawing at my wrists and arms, gasping for air, but her legs were locked tight around my back. "Please.... It's too... rough... hurts... can't breathe...."

"Your pussy gets tighter the more I squeeze, and your legs have me locked in place. And that face you're making is so fucking lewd! It's screamed 'more!'" I kept going, fucking her with more and more force. Her tight pussy squeezed tighter with each thrust. When she couldn't gasp for air any longer, I loosened my grip, and it was like an explosion. She took in a deep breath of air, and her whole body arched and bucked as the orgasm took control. I still had my hands on her neck but only gently placed there. Her hand moved to my hips to help pull them closer along with her legs.

But I didn't let up on my thrusting. The waves of excitement must have made her hypersensitive; regardless, I continued to force my dick deep inside. Her clenched pussy motivated me to keep going until I had finished using her. In the meantime, she was stuck in an eternal loop of pleasure. Screaming incoherently, she was utterly lost to the indulgence. It was so fucking hot and came hard. It felt like the largest load I had ever had.