Extra R18 TIS 297.7. Wild Dom Play: Crazy Yandere Senior (2) (Patreon)

Extra R18 TIS 297.7. Wild Dom Play: Crazy Yandere Senior (2)

Without waiting for my response, Pearl spoke.
"I'll give you little instructions for this. First, Celia has approved this so you don't need to be worried. Second, she asks you to do your best in your role. If she really can't, he will call you brother as her safe word*. Third, she asks you to do it as Ethan," she explained.

(* Safe word is a word serving as a prearranged and unambiguous signal to end an activity, such as between a dominant and submissive sexual couple.)

"Does she feel uncomfortable or something? I mean if she doubts it, we can cancel it," I made sure again. The trace of worry was in my tone.

"She'll be mad at you if you do it," she said.

I sighed.
"Fine." I deactivated my Incubus form and changed my clothes to a casual one. A t-shirt and jeans.
"But she'll say it if she doesn't want to continue it, right?" I made sure.

"Yes. Just imagine yourself as her crazy senior," she reassured me.
"Okay. Have fun." She left as she waved her hand sassily.

I opened the door and went inside. The room setting itself was no different from a real basement. A little dark. Only a dim light illuminated the room. The difference was that the scent was much better than the musty smell of a real one and there was no dust here.

Celia sat on a big sofa in the middle of the room. On her side, a table with some tools, scissors, lubricant and a condom. Her hands and feet were tied in complicated knots. I bet it was the reason why Pearl took some time to prepare it. Her legs were tied on opposite sides. Her hands were above her head and tied behind her head. Her eyes were covered by a black scarf and a collar around her neck. But what surprised me was a school uniform covering her body. It was a typical uniform used by kids from elite private schools. Since we used to go to public school, we didn't have a special uniform like this.

I closed the door behind me without taking my eyes off her.

That sound made Celia startled.
"E-Ethan? Is that you?"

"Yes, it's me. Your beloved senior. Ethan." I entered that dim room. It was so quiet here and the floor was not covered by carpet so my step produced an intimidating echo.

She struggled to let go of herself.
"Ethan, let me go. Please let me go," she begged.

"Why should I?" I challenged her.

"You've locked me up for 1 week! I'm sure my parents and the police will soon find you and arrest you!" she shouted.

I laughed evilly.
"Really? Then tell me, where are they?"

She fell silent.

"Aren't you curious why they didn't find you?" I teased.

"You've done something to them haven't you?"

I stopped in front of her.
"Exactly. I've used your blazer and your hairpin on an unidentified corpse in the woods west of town."

"W-What?" she said in a stammering voice.

"That poor girl hanged herself after breaking up from her boyfriend. Her body height, hair color and everything are similar to yours so I just need to give her your blazer, destroy her will and sprinkle a bit of food on her face to attract insects. Once her face is destroyed, they can't recognize it. Oh, right... I also have put your bag under the tree."

Her breath became faster in panic. I could say this was more exciting than I thought.
"Time of death... Yes! They will know she is not me from the time of her death!" she said quickly.

"Celia, Celia, Celia. You don't have to worry about that. I found her a week ago. When she just died. It was because of that body, I decided to kidnap you. So the time of her death was around the time you were missing," I explained. The back of my hand brushed the side of her face. But she turned her face to the other side in disgust.

"They will find it's not me from my blood! From my DNA!" she yelled.

I took a deep breath.
"Indeed... I was really worried about that. But I'm not worried any more after seeing today's news." I brought my face closer to his.
"The cops found the body last night and suggested an autopsy. But your family refused. They want to keep your body intact and bury you properly. Plus they say they've found your secret letter in your bag." My whispers were full of threats.

"Secret letter? What secret letter?"

"Remember the love letter you put on the football captain's locker last week? Aren't you curious why he acted like nothing happened after he received the letter?" I reminded her.

"What have you done? What have you done to him?!" she shouted again.

I turned my face away and laughed evilly.
"Not much. After you left, I just took the letter. Now it's in your bag. That's why the cops' attention is on him." Another evil chuckle came out of my mouth.
"You should see your parents' faces when they come to school this morning."

"No... No... No!!! What have you done to him? What have you done to him?" She struggled.

"They scolded him and called him a murderer in front of everyone. You should see his face when the school suspended him for this case. He is frustrated since he can't attend his big game tomorrow." I just found out Pearl could write a detective story well to the point I wanted to kill my own character.

She shook her head from side to side.
"No... No..."

"Just forget him, Celia. He doesn't love you. The one who loves you... Is me."

"You monster! Monster!"

I grinned wickedly.
"You can call me whatever you want. I don't care. You still belong to me anyway."

She stopped struggling and lowered her head in hopelessness.

I stroked the side of her face again with the back of my hand. This time she didn't fight me at all.
"Tonight I will celebrate it." Then I slammed my hands on the arms of the sofa.
"I'll make you belong to me."

"What do you want?" she hissed.

"You'll find out soon enough."
I put my head in front of her. An evil smile on my lips as I pulled her blindfold.
"Celia~" Poison came from my sweet voice.

"You're crazy."

"Yes. I'm crazy! You're the one who made me crazy. You're the one who made me like this." I moved closer to the side of her ear.
"And you have to take responsibility for that."