Magnolia stood back, admiring her work. She had been tasked with throwing the first unofficial party for all the students in her college’s Astronomy program. Magnolia worked tirelessly for days to create a party worthy of Pinterest, setting up a projector to dazzle her guests that would take them sailing from universe to universe the second they gazed upon the canopy. She had crafted handmade chocolates and Hors D’oeuvres shaped like planets. Even the cocktails were galaxy themed. Magnolia was wearing a tight little black dress with her favorite constellations printed on, it was low/cut enough she could skip wearing a bra and rock her impressive cleavage. She smiled in spite of herself, as she was normally all-business at school and at her job in the college library.
Even ladies at the top of their class can dress sexy once in a while, Magnolia thought defensively, as she glanced into a full-length mirror. Her reflection took her breath away. She was fit from spending so much of her free time outdoors, and had been growing her bright red hair long for years, until it was down her mid-back. Fairy-tale length hair suited her, she often wore it up in a high ponytail, but today she let it fall down around her body in gentle, scarlet waves.
She knew tonight would surprise and delight everyone - and maybe they wouldn’t think of her as so bookish and boring. As much as she got along with everyone, she knew she had been raised to be competitive and concerned with her grades only at her all-girls prep school - this party was her chance to fit in and get all the invitations and attention from her university classmates that she could possibly handle. She heard people shutting car doors and approaching, and Magnolia flashed one final confident grin at the mirror. They had no clue what was coming for them.
The party, as she knew, was a complete success. Her guests were delighted, taking pictures to post on Instagram, and everyone wanted a selfie with her - even Jack and Mia, who considered themselves social media influencers. They promised Magnolia that they were going to document the party in all its glory and everyone who hadn’t attended would be screaming with jealousy at the pictures everyone posted.
Except for their classmate Ranger, of course. He was far too cool for Instagram. He had arrived at Magnolia’s party, staring at her as usual, his bright eyes dropping down directly to her cleavage. Magnolia had long outgrown bad boys after having a crush on Christian Slater in middle school. But... did he have to stare at her like that? It wasn’t just at her tits, at her body. He always looked at her, his head slightly tilted, like he wanted to shove her down onto the ground and start tearing her whole body apart. She hated it, because she couldn’t get it out of her head. It thrilled her, made her want to touch herself at night. The way he looked at her.
Tonight, however, Magnolia had a few drinks and was feeling on top of the world. She wasn’t going to let Ranger intimidate her tonight. She walked straight over to the wooden patio chair he was sitting in, alone, wearing all black. He sported a buzz cut, and was a bulked up guy - fit, but he had a good bit of girth and she could see the thick muscle tone flexing under his t-shirt. Magnolia smoothed the skirt of her dress and sat on the arm of the chair.
“You’re not drinking,” she said.
“Yeah,” Ranger said, looking into her eyes with his intense gaze, and Magnolia felt her cheeks blush slightly. “Maybe I would drink if there was some music. There’s a lot of people just taking pictures at this party, more than anything else.”
Magnolia shrugged. “People are into their phones these days. I never see you on one, to be honest.”
Ranger smirked. “You’re an honest girl. It’s what I like about you. Please, always be honest with me. So, how about some music?”
“Sure, I’ll go get my IPad and hook it up to the speakers out here.” Magnolia stood up, let her party guests know she was going to go get her iPad, and headed through the glass sliding doors that lead into her condo. She ran up the stairs to her bedroom, and grabbed her iPad off her nightstand. Turning around, she was startled when she saw Ranger shutting her bedroom door, and turning the lock.
“What are you doing?” Magnolia demanded. “I have to get back to the party.” She tried to walk past him, but he stopped her, taking her by the arm. Magnolia froze, and they were both silent for a moment. The heat radiating off their bodies starting to fill up the room and Magnolia could literally feel the danger of being alone with Ranger in her bedroom. “Ranger...” she said slowly, warningly.
“Shut up,” Ranger said, knocking the iPad out of her hands. It clattered into the corner. “Just shut the fuck up, Magnolia.”
They were kissing in a matter of seconds. Ranger had wrestled her down to the ground, and had pulled off her dress and unbuckled his belt, sliding it off as Magnolia pulled off his shirt, kissing his chest and biting into his bottom lip, licking it afterwards. He leaned Magnolia backwards in his arms and began sucking and kissing her tits, biting down on each nipple until she screamed. Magnolia’s eyes grew wide as Ranger fished a knife out of his pocket, unfolded the blade, and cut her panties off at the sides.
Impatient, he snatched a fistful of her long hair, and forced her up onto all fours, quickly burying his tongue into her pussy, pumping it in and out while he shoved two fingers straight into Magnolia’s tight pink asshole, right up to his knuckles. “You’re gonna take this whole hand up there one day, bitch,” he taunted, and made her start moaning as he fucked her wet pussy with his face, grinding his head against her clit.
He stopped, pulling away suddenly, and got behind her. Magnolia whimpered, ready to take his cock. “No,” Ranger said. “First you beg for it. Beg for my dick.”
Magnolia, who was dripping wet and badly needed her orgasm, did as she was told. “Please fuck me, Ranger. Please. I need your dick. I’ll be a good girl.”
“My good girl,” Ranger corrected her. “Say it right, slut.”
“I’ll be your good girl,” Magnolia promised, and cried out as Ranger swiftly shoved her head to the ground with his foot, and had his cock up her ass, fucking her so hard she started to scream. Ranger showed no remorse, reaching down to vigorously slap her tits, until they were as red as her hair.
“You dumb bitch,” he said. “EVERYONE can hear you. You think this won’t be all over social media tomorrow, that little miss perfect got her ass owned?”
Magnolia whimpered in reply, needing him to keep his cock inside her.
“Ha, I thought so. You don’t even know what you’re in for now. You begged for it, Magnolia, you wanted this, and now you’re mine. I’m going to take that little red headed snatch and fuck your asshole and mouth, too, whenever I goddamn want. I’m going to fuck you raw. I’ve been thinking about you for a while. And I know you’ve been thinking about me. Fucking that tight little pussy of yours with your fingers, wishing it was me inside you. You’re all mine now. My slut. So say it.”
“I’m your slut,” Magnolia said, moaning at every thrust. “I belong to you.”
“That’s a good girl, Mags.” He sounded much friendlier and cheerful now, shooting his hot load of cum up her ass. He pulled out slowly, and it spilled all over the floor.
Magnolia felt her head getting pushed down to the ground again, her face shoved straight into Ranger’s still-warm cum on the ground.
“Lick it up, Mags. Rule one, you don’t want to waste my cum.”
Magnolia looked up at him, her eyes wide with surprise at his dominance, and began cleaning up her hardwood floor, taking all of his spilled cum into her mouth and swallowing. After Ranger inspected the floor to make sure she had cleaned up every drop, he helped her up on the bed next to him, softly smoothing her hair.
“Come here, Mags,” he said, his voice still gentle. She curled up on his chest, and they both said nothing. She was still somewhat shocked at his crazed lust towards her, but coming down from the insane orgasms he had given her with his desire.
“You said I could always be honest with you,” Magnolia said quietly.
“Yeah?”
“I want to suck your cock,” Magnolia said bluntly, and treasured Ranger’s sigh of delight as she slithered down into the bedsheets and took him into her mouth.
She was slow at first, taking him inch by inch, using her tongue to trace the sides and top of his dick, making love to him with her mouth. When she finally had every inch down her throat, Magnolia went to town, moving her head up and down at lightning speed, grinning wickedly as Ranger started to moan and slide his fingers into his hair. Magnolia refused to stop, taking him in so deep she could stick out her tongue and lick his balls.
“Oh, fuck,” Ranger said, closing his eyes. “Take it all, Mags. All of me.” He shot another load, this time all of it deep down her throat, keeping her head in place until she had swallowed, and he allowed her to move her head back slightly so Magnolia could lick his dick clean. He rubbed his balls all over her face, and she licked them clean too.
“You are a naughty girl, Mags. Come here.” Ranger sat up, pulling Magnolia’s naked body over his lap, his half-hard dick slapping her sore tits, until he had her ass propped up the way he wanted it. “Yeah...this is good.” His hand came down on her ass, over and over, as he stroked her hair. “I love that red hair of yours. And this ass... this ass is mine now. This dick belongs to you, it belongs up this ASS.”
Ranger stopped to admire his work and picked up her cellphone, taking a picture of her brutally spanked ass, complete with a mix of his red handprints and bruises all over it. “Should I send this to Jack and Mia?” He teased. “I think the internet would enjoy jerking off to your ass as much as I do.”
“Very funny,” Magnolia said, squirming on his lap. He kept her there, taunted her further, then finally agreed to send it to only himself. “So you DO have a phone,” Magnolia teased back.
Ranger kissed the top of her head. “I’m...selective. A lot like you. Get dressed. We’re going to head back to the party. I have a feeling our absence has been noted.”
Magnolia shrugged, as she pulled back on her dress. “Fuck ‘em. Let them talk. I’m leaving panties off under my dress, in case we need to fuck again soon.”
Ranger spoke, simply and eloquently. “I made the correct choice with you.”
He was looking at her again, and Magnolia knew that look all too well. It scared her a little. He wanted kinky sex from her, to be her dom. It sounded as if he wanted her to own him too. But there was something else there, too. Something dangerous, lurking beneath the surface. Magnolia hoped whatever it was wouldn’t destroy them both.
