Chapter 1, The Slut

The school slut. That’s what the students in this hellscape of a school call me; however, I like to wear that title with pride. A toy to all these sick fucks we call “men”. I know who looks at me. The disgusting glint in the headmaster's eyes as I sway my ass around while walking. The gym teacher who teaches the underclassmen, the science teacher in the south building whose class is filled with little young girls and boys, and plenty of other men who want to hurt these poor students and many more. I get a little joy from what I do for the school and my community. I do more than whatever the police think they can do. This is personal, revenge is the only answer that people will ever listen to.  Not like I felt any compunction for these people. 

I dropped off the paint and waited in the empty hallway. Looking out the windows, I see that the sky is finally turning from the sapphire blue sky to the fire reds and oranges for the evening. Looking at my reflection, I see a beautiful stranger. A short Asian girl with hair as dark as the night sky and a body shaped by the gods. Her eyes are the color of sweet lavender and her make-up is perfect. A raven black skirt that is so short that it barely covers anything, with a white dress shirt that's always a little too high up and just a little too tight around her breast, how scandalous.  Aren’t I just a sight for sore eyes? 

Once the sun starts to set, I head to the science teacher's classroom. As I clutched my backpack, I decided to do a little catwalk to the classroom on the second floor. Facing towards the side of the hallways where I can see the center of the school. I look at my reflection of myself off the glass one more time. I must look perfect, men like that damned teacher want something to destroy. The time has arrived, and I am ready. 

Taking a deep breath, I knock on the door. “Oh! Hello Professor ERROR, I need help on an assignment~,” I make sure to say it in that sweet and seductive way these men love to hear from young girls like me. Professor ERROR turns his head in surprise, “O-oh how may I help you?” I see the way his eyes roam over my body. That disgusting smile on his face, and predictably, he’s already blushing. How damn fucking pathetic, but I must continue, my fun is just starting. 

“Professor, I need some help with an assignment. My Science teacher explained it so horribly and I couldn’t even understand a single thing she said. I decided to come here to ask you for help. I heard you're the best science teacher here according to some of the girls, sir~,” I say with an innocent pouty face. 

I know he’s watching my every move. Each hip sway, breast bounce, and my sweet little cherry red ombre lips. I see the way his body reacts to me calling him sir. What a predictable joke of a man. The bastard is getting hot and needy. “Oh, you flatter me too much there. W-what can I help you with?” I can tell he’s trying his best to keep his composure and be professional. Noticing the picture of his wife and 2 sons at the beach, I noted this down mentally as something I might have to consider if I decided to make any super bold moves. 

Walking over to him, letting my hips sway, skirt swaying up with the rhythm of my moving hips, letting my lacy red panty peek out for him to see. He took the bait so easily . Watching his eyes trail around my hips, thighs, crotch, and breast, I break out a smile. A smile that only I knew the meaning of. Dropping off my bag at his desk, I showed him my phone and clicked on the assignment. Bending over with my cleavage and breast right next to his face, panties out for anyone next to me or behind me to see, I can see him looking at my breast trying his best to flicker between my phone and my chest. 

Coughing, he proceeded to ask me in a desperate attempt to control himself, “ So does this assignment affect your grade?”

“Yes sir, that’s why I needed to get this done. I needed to get my grades better but this is the only way and I don’t know what to do. Maybe you could help me raise my grade?”

“ Heh, there is something you could do. I mean you don’t have to, but I think you're a pretty girl.”

“Oh, sir you make me blush.” I fake a shy girl act.” So what can I do for you?”

“ Well you see, my wife and I haven’t had sex since she gave birth to our youngest son a few years ago. Your beautiful little body reminds me so much of my wife when she was younger. So, if you want….”

He slid his hand behind me and started to grab my ass. Groping it and playing with them on top of my panty. He continued before I could speak, “ Maybe you could do me a little favor~.” Oh, this poor bastard. He fell into my trap so quickly. Now all I have to do is to get him into the proper position. I turn off my phone and get it ready for the final step. I brought my face closer to his as I sat on his lap straddling him. 

“ Sir, I am just a young little girl though I wouldn’t mind, I am not even old enough to drive or work.” 

“ I don’t mind at all, you know. Plenty of girls your age are mature enough. You are so mature. Your age doesn’t matter. I am going to turn you into a woman, little girl,” he replies to me.

 Now, the final step, and my favorite one. I was so excited and responded, “Really, sir~?” He grins at me like he’s had power in this situation, replying with a smirk “Yes.” I grab my knife from my bag without him noticing with our noses touching. “ I don’t fucking think so bitch.” 

Slash Splat Gush

I watch as he desperately clutches his bleeding neck as I get his blood all over me. God, it’s so amazing. Watching him gushing out blood like a fountain. Bloody rain dripped and splashed over me and turned parts of me blood red. I smile, smile, smile, and smile, so wide I feel my face hurt. I need to contain myself. Getting off of him, I walked over to where I had dropped my bag. Pulling out a body bag, I brutally shoved his dead body into the bag. Starting with his head and torso, I stuffed him in and folded his arms and legs to the fetal position. Zipping up the body bag, I start inspecting the whole bloody mess. Grabbing a bottle of alcohol, hydrogen peroxide, and cleaner from the janitor's closet, I pulled out the scrub and started to clean the entire place. Starting with the blackboard, I make my way through everything in the front half of the classroom, making sure all the blood is gone. 

After finishing my cleaning,  I go on his open computer and start writing an email. The email included his apology for cheating on his wife with the young students and all the shit he’s done to his wife and the students. Ending the whole email by saying that he’s going to run away to Mexico to start a new life from all the things he has done. Completing this email I sent it to his wife and the school board, I took all of my stuff and his body and left. I listened to the silent hallways as I left the class to make sure no one was there. Throwing his body into the school’s industrial trash container, I knew that they would throw the trash away tomorrow and that they would clean up his body for me. Throwing in a box of red paint that I got from the local art store, I ensure that if any blood is seen it would be assumed to be the red paint in the trash. What a wonderful day for me indeed. 

End of Chapter 1