The Seven Deadly Sins 7: Wrath (Patreon)

You were a scrawny kid up through high school, so Kevin "Tug" McGraw spent a ton of time bullying you, mocking your skinny, freckled body. He was a football player, Varsity, and a major a-hole. 

You came into your own in college, finally working hard to create a body that matched who you knew you were on the inside. You discovered your dominant side, and now, at 30, you're a sought after Dom top with quite the dungeon. 

You scroll through your Recon app one day, and you've been sent a message from this bondage bottom who wants to serve you. The main photo has him in a hood, but you know those eyes. You used to see them in your nightmares. You check his profile and see that yes, good old Tug has turned into a bondage bottom for men. Too perfect. He wants you to tie him up, chain him, control him. You feel an old anger well up inside you, and you know this will be the perfect opportunity to put it to rest.

You look nothing like you did in high school, but you wonder if he knows it's you. Even when he shows at your door, you can tell he has no clue it's you. You keep that knowledge close. You bind him to your exhibitor bench, chain his nuts to the floor, smack clamps and weights on his well-used man udders. Then you hood him and gag him. You only want to see his eyes. He's hard the whole time, even when you slide a candle into his foreskin and bind it with a ring to hold in place. You tell him he better keep it hard or the candle will drop, who knows where. Then you pull out a cigar and a blow torch. Right before you light it, you say, "So what shall I do with you now, Tug my boy. What might I do to make up for all those wedgies, noogies, and times you slammed me into the locker? What might make me feel reparation for calling me a pussy and a fa**ot to make you look better before your football teammates? And now you're the one here hoping I'll bless you with my cock and seed." You light the cigar, and as you exhale the smoke, you look at the torch. "Maybe we should use this?" You look at his eyes and you see the fear--and the ecstasy. All the anger you've felt over the years begins to ebb. He's yours now. He'll do whatever you want, and that's the best revenge.