Bring her in to finally fulfill my High School fantasies

Now I finally got to what I had been waiting for all day. Come to think of it, it hadn't only been today, this had been more than a decade in the making. So despite having cum so often already today, I was rock hard when I finally opened that car door. I decided to go from the drivers door and was greeted with a wonderful sight. Marissa had managed to flip over onto her back, so the first thing I saw when I opened the door was her tear streaked face looking up at me. Her makeup was a mess from all the crying and my rough treatment of her during the drive and this bitch, this incredible tease that I had been so in love with in High School but who had never given me any chance at all was now finally at my mercy! Oh, how the mighty have fallen!

After I roughly dragged my new plaything out of the car and dropped her on the cold concrete, she looked up at me pleadingly. "Oh, please, Jake, you've had your fun! Now won't you please just let me go? I always liked you in High School, I was just waiting for you to ask me out!"

"You Bitch!" I responded incredulously. "How can you have the nerve to say that to me? I remember one time when you told the other cheerleaders to tell me you wanted to go to prom with me only to grab the next best football player and start making out with him when you saw me come up to you in the hallway!"

I could see that she was about to say something again, and since I really didn’t want to hear her pathetic little excuses, I quickly pulled my pants down and rammed my cock back into her unwilling throat.

She sputtered and wretched a little, but I really didn't care. She had been such a bitch to me in High School, she deserver all the suffering she got.

The noise caused some of the neighbors to look out of their windows but when they saw that it was only caused by a ginger they closed the window again.

Marissa was resisting my throatfuck, so I decided to go a little deeper. I grabbed her by her ginger hair and pulled her all the way into my crotch. While she was struggling against the bonds still wrapped around her wrist and making gagging sounds I contemplated her hair, which she had been so proud of all her life and which was now what doomed her to finish her pathetic life as a worthless object to be treated as I pleased. How ironic!

I kept going slamming her into my crotch while she continuously tried to pull away. It felt incredible! Suddenly I felt her pulling back weaken and finally cease: The lack of oxygen had made her pass out. I finally pulled out - she wasn't really any good to me dead. I used her lapse in fighting to finally strip her and then admired her in all her naked glory. Her tits were glorious, roughly grapefruit sized, and, as I had noted before, still amazingly perky. Her nipples were sticking out slightly and looked like they had been made to twist around and cause pain to. Her pussy was well groomed and was adorned by a nice little landing strip.

That made me wonder for the first time whether I had actually taken her away from a rightful owner? I would have to look into the legality of it, but my hunch was that since marriages between humans and objects were not recognized legally and regular marriages didn't have any stipulation in the contract saying that the man owned the woman (unfortunately), claiming your wife just because she was your wife didn't really have any legal footing. I figured that it was just like finding a dollar lying around. It was yours for the keeping.

Being snapped out of my musings by some coughing and retching at my feet I realized that I hadn't re-tied her wrists after stripping her, so she was trying to reach for my legs, maybe trying to make me trip. She shouldn't have done that! I kicked her hard in the ribs. I thought I may have broken one of them, since she started howling in pain. Someone yelled out of their window that I should keep the noise down. I yelled sorry and stuffed her panties in her mouth. Then I looked down at my childhood crush, pathetically writhing around in pain on the ground. I had to make a decision: Which hole should I fuck next?