The Devil's Due
Copyright© 2016 by Oldwolf
Chapter 7
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 7 - William King is many things. A few would include highly intelligent, very charismatic, and no less than a borderline sociopath. Follow him as he uses the tools he possesses to take control of his environment and ask yourself the question, can Evil be Good? Please do note the Slow code.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Ma/mt mt/mt Mult Teenagers Consensual Romantic Reluctant Coercion BiSexual Fiction Incest BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Rough Light Bond Humiliation Sadistic Swinging Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Interracial First Safe Sex Oral Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Petting Fisting Sex Toys Food Water Sports Enema Cream Pie Exhibitionism Voyeurism Double Penetration Tit-Fucking Analingus Teacher/Student Slow Violence Prostitution
Thursday was an oddity for William. He had the distinct feeling of being watched but couldn't seem to locate a likely source aside from a female a few inches taller than he who never got closer than thirty feet to him even during lunch though she was in the same advanced placement classes as he. During his initial assessments, he'd classified her as a mouse and left it at that. At lunch, he'd passed Rosy the packet his mother'd sent along then he'd been surprised to see her talking with the mystery female while discreetly waving him off. With a mental shrug and promise to himself to ask Rosy about this after school, he quickly picked another table by the edge of the opening where he could keep a discreet eye on his minion/lieutenant.
A semi-tall teenager with brown hair moved up to William's table and sat down, radiating smug superiority. "Good afternoon William, I am Edison Truscott."
"And I care ... why?" William knew he shouldn't antagonize a potential new contact but the boy's smug arrogance was enough to raise his hackles.
"I understand you have a measure of influence over those testosterone driven Neanderthals."
If the boy's attitude hadn't marked him as a Nerd, then his vocabulary most certainly would, William thought to himself. "I have a certain degree of influence with the Jocks," he agreed after a moment.
"I would like you to exert that influence on my behalf."
"Oh?"
"Yes, those brainless buffoons have been assaulting my compatriots relentlessly for the last few days. I wish for you to use whatever power you have over them to cease their attacks."
King arched an eyebrow, "And why, pray tell, would I do so?"
"Do this for me and I shall allow you the honor and privilege of joining my followers."
Adding a snort to his eyebrow, William said, "If that's the best you've got to offer, walk away now. I'm nobody's follower. If you want my aid, I'm willing to offer it at a price."
The taller male sneered but could easily see it had no effect, especially as he'd come to William for aid, "Fine. What's your price?"
"A marker and an understanding. I'm willing to be an intermediary to establish an armistice but I am unwilling to exert sufficient pressure to ensure the harassment is discontinued without recompense to the Jocks."
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