High School Reunion
By Tina

We hated each other since the 2nd grade. We fought 4-5 times throughout school, with the last one having me on top of her, and being pulled off her by 3 guys.
Now, 10 years later, you would think she grew up. When I RSVP’d to attend the reunion, she called me and asked if I was ready to settle this, once and for all, back where it all began, on the playground where we had our first fight. It would be just the two of us, with nobody to watch and nobody to break it up. And we would do this right after the reunion, when it will be too late for anybody to hear us and call for help to break it up.
I said, come on Barbara, that was years ago, I hope you moved on. She said “Tina, there is no wimping out” If you don’t meet me at the playground, I will not only tell everybody that you wimped out, but I will still beat the crap out of you, when you least expect it. After a few attempts to reason with Barbara, I knew my options. I had 4 weeks to get back in shape and hope that I could take her.
We didn’t even look at each other at the reunion, and people asked us “do you guys still hate each other”.
The reunion ended, and she saw me go to my car and she followed behind me, to make sure that I show up. I parked the car and got out, she did the same, and as we walked to the playground, I made one more attempt to reason with her. I even said “I don’t even know why we hated each other”. She said because I was a bitch, and she slapped me across the face. It stung, and I felt a tear in my eye, but I got this burst of energy, and I tackled her. I had her face down on the ground, and I started to slap the back of her head and asked her if she wanted me to stop, or should I smash her into the concrete. She said she gave and I got off her.
As I helped her up, she punched me in the face and the stomach and I fell backwards. Before long, I was underneath her, getting punched and slapped at will. She said that this is just the beginning of a beating that I will never forget, and she pulled my hair and jerked my head back. She landed many more punches in my face, and I knew it was now or never. I was able to get one hand loose, and I took 2 fingers and poked her in the eyes, and as she blinked, I did it again and again and again until she fell backwards. I jumped on her and pinned her hands behind her back, and then rolled her over and sat on her chest. With her hands trapped behind her back, I slapped her face over and over, right hand slapping the right side, left hand slapping the left side. I must have slapped her 50 times, or so it seemed, and her face was covered in blood, and every slap made blood fly everywhere. After the slaps to the face, I proceeded to punch her in the eyes, and then I rolled her face down and started punching her ribs in.
She was done, but I wasn’t. I rolled her over and looked down at her, and asked her to beg me to get off her, and as she begged and cried, I laughed in her face. I told her she’d be lucky to be alive tomorrow at this time. I had no plans to beat her that bad, but I wanted to scare the crap out of her. I told her that she still hasn’t learned a lesson, and I ripped off her dress and pulled her panties down, and rolled her face down.

I started to spank her, and she was crying like a baby, and begging me to stop. After 10 or so minutes, I stopped, and when I roller her back over for the last time, I pinned her down and looked down at her, and just sat there for 20 or so minutes. I wanted to enjoy the feeling and the victory, all the while making her look up at me and repeat over and over who won and who is stronger.
I never saw anybody beaten that bad in my life, and I was shocked that I did that to her. I was scared, what if she’s hurt, should I take her home, should I call an ambulance, and then I decided to sit on her face and make her satisfy me. What better way to finish the reunion, this bitch licking me and doing as she is told.
When it was over, I took out my camera and told her this will be all over the internet tomorrow, unless she agrees to come to my house every week for one year and be my sex slave. She agreed, and I enjoy look forward to the weekends, having multiple orgasms while she walks around naked and does as she is told.
I can’t wait for the 25th reunion.