The Devil's Due
Chapter 6

Copyright© 2016 by Oldwolf

Drama Sex Story: Chapter 6 - 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  

Wednesday morning, Mr. McGregor pulled William aside before class began. "Mr. King, we have a problem."

The young man arched an eyebrow, "And that is?"

"The quiz you took on Monday was a review of the year, intended to stymie students and impress upon them just how much they have left to learn. You however, aced the test. I know extraordinary capability when I see it, and I'm looking at it right now. I've dealt with overly intelligent students before Mr. King and the one common theme is that, when bored, they tend to find ways to entertain themselves. I have no desire to see what you would come up with to entertain yourself, as such I'll make you the same offer as I've made in the past. I can let you take the final exam today and if you pass, as you almost certainly will, then so long as you stay out of trouble, I can give you a pass on the class."

"A reasonable compromise Mr. McGregor," William said. Then he held out his hand, "You have a deal."

The teacher took the offered appendage and gave it a firm shake. "Very well, I've arranged for Ms. Thompson, our librarian, to oversee your examination. You'll find your test waiting for you in the Library."

King walked as rapidly as possible and just managed to get to the library before the tardy bell, neatly bypassing the need to explain his presence to any patrolling prefects or hall monitors. He grinned at Lindsey as he locked gazes with her and walked up to her, "I hear you have something for me."

The woman blushed slightly and licked her lips as she suddenly had a good idea of exactly what she'd like to give him, but shook her head, though still unable to summon up her usual, stern, demeanor. "Indeed I do Mr. King," she said in a slightly husky voice. "If you'll follow me," she said as she stepped around from behind the counter and she couldn't help but put a little extra sway into her hips as she led the young man to the testing center, right near the main desk with a large open window to allow her to monitor the testee while still seeing to her normal duties.

William noted there's a row of five cubicles along each wall. There was a single desk with a small sheaf of papers on it.

Lindsey said, "I'm afraid you're going to have to leave your bag with me. You can have a pencil and a calculator with you, nothing else is permitted."

Seeing the two instruments on the desk, the young man handed over his bag with a smile to the librarian, "Of course my dear."

The woman couldn't help but wonder how the teenager had her blushing like a teenage virgin rather than the usual other way around.

Sitting down at the desk, King began going through the test carefully and methodically. He did each question and then rechecked his work, wanting to ensure that he blew this test out of the water. Instead of the half hour it would usually take him to complete a test of this length, he took a full hour to ensure beyond any doubt that he'd get this right. When he was finished, he went back through one final time before he went to fetch Lindsey.

The librarian was surprised at how little time the youth took when completing the test but shrugged it off. She sealed the test so Mr. McGregor could grade it. Then she found herself engrossed in a rather pleasant conversation with William concerning classic literature.

As he sat through Social Studies class, William found himself wishing, not for the first time, that he could simply blow the class off. However he knew well that he needed the grades to get into college, even if he could damned well teach the class in his sleep. He breathed a mental sigh of relief as the bell rang to dismiss them for lunch.

Once more, Rosy was waiting at the small, out of the way table that she and William seemed to have commandeered. He noted that she seemed to be sitting rather stiffly, not surprisingly, but nonetheless she seemed to have developed a sort of internal glow that he easily recognized.

"How bad is it?"

She winced, "Almost as bad as you warned me it could be. I did what you and your mom told me to, but I'm still in horrible shape to begin with."

King nodded, "Expected. Though I'm proud to see that you seem undeterred."

"Look, I might be in a lot of pain right now, but for the first time in my life, I can see a light at the end of the tunnel that isn't an oncoming train," she said with a grin.

He returned her grin easily.

Rosy's grin turned somewhat licentious before she said, "So, when are you going to start asking for 'extraordinary services' from me?"

"Not for a while yet," he said seriously. "Your mind may have accepted that I am going to press for those services but I'm less certain your emotions have."

The young woman looked at the man across from her for a moment before she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you."

The two teens finished the meal in silence before separating to go to their classes.

William mentally snorted as the class was divided into groups for dodge ball. He was less surprised then he really should be to find that he was basically been given a handicapped squad. Most of them were of decidedly limited athletic ability. Before the coach started he pulls his squad into a quick huddle, "Alright, we're the underdogs, you know that, I know that, they know that. So, we make our weakness our strength. If we want to win, we've all got to work together. Cover each other; intercept balls aimed at other people. Remember, if you catch the ball, the one who threw it is out. Don't let ego get in the way. There's no chance they can cooperate nearly as well as we can. Everyone with me?"

There were a few nods of agreement though there were looks of fearful determination all the way around.

"Alright, now let's get out there and teach them to respect the little guys!"

The ten smaller teenagers licked their lips as they broke up and turned to face the ten much larger teens. When Coach Vetch blew the whistle to start, William jetted forward towards the line of five balls. He easily got the first two towards his team and just barely got the third. He twisted in midair as one of the other team hurled a ball at him. He grinned as one of his squad mates grabbed the ball on the rebound and managed to hurl it at the person who'd thrown it initially before the other boy could recover from the throw and got pegged in the shoulder for his inattention.

Another of the squad jumped in front of a ball thrown at a second, managing to catch the ball as it hit him; taking out the thrower.

 
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