Vengence

Shinji was, in a word, pissed. He had a rough day at school, his friends don’t like him anymore and Asuka was still a bitch. “Hey, baka!” Shinji heard a familiar scream behind him. He turned around to meet a fist in his face. Shinji, caught off guard, fell onto the ground, nose bleeding.

“WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!” Shinji demanded.

“Nothing, I just needed to relieve some stress,” Asuka laughed. Shinji wasn’t fazed by the comment, he was used to it. “By the way, I’m going to a friend’s house overnight, so I won’t be home.”

‘Thank you; merciful God’ Shinji thought.

“Besides, their cooking is much better. All you make is slop!”

‘That last comment really wasn’t necessary,’ Shinji grimly thought to himself. He got up and turned to walk into the house, big mistake. Asuka literally kicked his ass; Shinji flew forward and onto the door. He swore he heard his neck snap, but he was still alive. “Goodbye, have a great time.” he said, getting up.

“Thank you, Shinji.” Asuka smiled as she turned and left. ‘Thank God.’ he thought as he opened the door and went in.

“Is that you guys?” Misato called from the living room.

“Just me, Asuka went to a friend’s house for the night.” Shinji responded.

“Oh…okay.” Misato called back. Misato said it in her normal tone, but to Shinji, it sounded disappointed, and that made him even angrier. Shinji did his homework (another thing that pissed him off (this stuff happened two hundred years ago! Does anyone care?))

“Shinji! How about some dinner? I’m starving!” Misato called. The sound of Misato’s voice made Shinji break the pencil in his hand. “How about spaghetti?”

‘How about you shut up?!’ “Sure!” Shinji got up and prepared dinner. When they sat down Misato nabbed half the pot in one helping.

“Wow, you’re hungry…” ‘…fucking pig,’

“Well, I put in a hard day at work.”

‘You work the nightshift and slept all fucking morning,’ Shinji thought as he served himself. Misato too her first bite.

“Hey, it’s too cold!” Misato declared, despite the cloud of steam coming from her plate. “Shinji, could you heat it up in the microwave?”

Shinji picked his knife up, walked over behind Misato, put his arm around her neck and put the knife next to her head. “Look, bitch, I had a hard day, I cooked the fucking dinner, and you have the balls to bitch at me? Just shut up and eat if you don’t want anything to…happen…okay?” Misato didn’t respond she was shaking however. “OKAY?!” Misato half-jumped and violently nodded her head. “Good…now eat!”

Shinji went back to his seat and stabbed the knife into the table. He was about to take his first bite when he noticed Misato staring at him. “You know…the dinner I MADE would be better it you STOPPED STARING!” Misato jumped at the outburst and started quickly shoveling down the food.

Shinji didn’t know how to describe the feeling that came over him. His shoulders felt lighter, and he smiled a real smile for once. He felt happy, and it was the best meal of his life! (But the food was a little too hot, but he couldn’t wait for it to cool, nothing could ruin this moment.)

After he was finished, he noticed Misato had been waiting for him like a ‘good girl’ and Shinji just smiled. He stood up and noticed the intense fear in Misato’s eyes. He chuckled to himself as he picked up the dishes and took them to the sink. “You’re excused.” he said aloud and heard the chair suddenly move and Misato run from it. Shinji was now grinning ear to ear. ‘Wait till you come home, Asuka.’

The next morning Misato was up early because she didn’t have work the night before. Shinji got up and noticed Misato had made her own breakfast. She was eating a bowl of cereal and a muffin. “You need milk with that.” Misato almost hit the roof.

“Oh…S-Shinji, I didn’t hear you come in…good morning!” she stammered. Shinji sat at the table and looked her in the eye. It was obvious she was scared.

“Good morning. Sleep well last night?” he asked. She only nodded her head. “Good…” he got up. “I’m going to go out to eat breakfast this morning, hope you don’t mind.”

“O-of course not!” she stammered. “It’s okay!” Without another word, Shinji left and walked downtown.

‘Denny’s grand slam breakfast! I’ve always wanted to try it. I love Saturdays!’ He ate and paid. On his way home he say the ‘toy’ shop. An interesting idea came to him, he walked in. (they allow minors) He walked down the isles and picked up a few things: four pairs of handcuffs and a gag (one of those red balls with the head-strap) “I’m home!” he called when he walked through the door.

“Oh, hi Shinji…”

‘Misato calmed down a bit, I’ll have to do something about that, won’t I?’ he thought to himself. He went to his room and put the bag of ‘toys’ under his bed. Just then, the phone rang. Shinji went to the living room and picked it up. “Hello?”

“Hey, baka.” Shinji immediately knew who it was.

“And a warm hello to you too.” was his response.

“Shut up. Anyways tell Misato I’ll be staying the night again.” she then hung up.

“Misato! Asuka won’t be home tonight either!” Shinji called, but noticed she was in the same room.

“Okay, that’s fine.” she left the room. Shinji knew she was afraid of him, and he knew he had to strike while the iron was hot. He would make his move tonight, when she slept. But until then, he had to make her feel more comfortable… “Say, Misato?” Shinji called.

“Y-yes?” Misato peeked into the room.

“Sorry about last night, I don’t know what came over me.” an expression of relief came over her face.

“That’s okay, you were just mad.” Misato smiled. Shinji went to his room and sat down.

‘I won’t sleep much tonight, so I’ll get some rest now.’ he lied down and fell asleep.

Hours later (they don’t eat lunch) Misato woke Shinji up. “Wake up, I ordered dinner! How’s pizza sound?”

“Great…!” Shinji yawned. Misato had ordered a five-topping meat special. It wasn’t Shinji’s favorite, but he still enjoyed it. Even though Shinji had apologized earlier, Misato didn’t say a thing during dinner. Shinji wasn’t complaining though. When they were done, Shinji picked up the plates and went to the sink.

“Shinji, don’t worry about the dishes tonight, I’ll do them.” Misato said.

“No, I’ll do them.”

“Really, it isn’t a problem…” Shinji turned around and gave Misato a threatening glare. She froze up.

“I can do them,” Shinji suddenly smiled. Misato only nodded and left. Shinji finished and took his shower. Misato took her’s after him. They went to bed about the same time, but Shinji waited. Three hours later Shinji got his bag of stuff and crept into Misato’s room. She was fast asleep.

‘Perfect…’ Shinji smiled. He looked at the head of her bed and saw the perfect place for handcuffs. She even slept with the blanket half-off and wore her undergarments. It was so easy he almost felt sorry for the bitch. He quietly opened the bag and took out the handcuffs. He gently raised her arms and handcuffed them to the front of her bed, then handcuffed her feet to the foot of the bed and she didn’t even stir. Shinji took the knife and cut off her clothing. Still no reaction. She sat there, naked before him. Her breasts exposed and pussy already glistening.

Shinji took the time to drink in the sight before him: every curve and detail. Misato’s natural color was apparently brown. Shinji knew she dyed her hair; her hair was PURPLE for God’s sake! He rid himself of his clothing, and he heard Misato stir behind him. He picked up the knife and looked over at her. False alarm, she wasn’t awake. He finished undressing and took the gag. Misato had her mouth slightly open, but this would need to be quick and precise. She was handcuffed, but he didn’t want to ruin the dramatic tension when she wakes up.

He crept to her and readied the gag in front of her mouth, ready to slip the strap around her head. In not even a second he shoved the red ball into her mouth. Her head shot forward in surprise and he slipped the strap around her head. Then he quickly grabbed the kitchen knife and put it to her throat.

“You resist and I’ll kill you!” Misato didn’t utter a sound. It took her a few seconds to realize the full situation: her bound to the bed, naked and gagged. Shinji holding a knife to her throat and he was naked too. She looked at him, and intense look of fear and confusion in her eyes.

“The pizza was a nice move, but that alone won’t make me forgive you,” Shinji said, “…and it looks like you’re going to enjoy your…punishment…”

Misato saw the sudden change in his eyes; they seemed much darker, like a cloud was in front of them. She knew for certain what was happening now. ‘Oh God, he’s going to rape me!’ she tried to scream, but the gag muffled her screams.

“Shut it, bitch!” Shinji made a thin slice across her shoulder. Misato stopped screaming and a tear formed in her eye. “Don’t cry, I’ll make both of us feel good…” he gently stroked her cheek. That only made her cry more. Shinji moved onto the bed, on top of her.

“What do you want me to do first?” he asked, not expecting a response. He didn’t get one, she just shook her head. “You know I can’t do that…” he leaned over and kissed her forehead. He sat on her lap, staring into her eyes and then something caught his eyes: Her nipples were stiffening. He brought his head inches away from her breasts, “You want me to start here?” he asked. She violently shook her head and began to struggle. “Keep it up and you’ll end up a head shorter.” she stopped moving.

“Good girl…” he said before taking her left nipple in his mouth. Misato’s whole body tensed up as Shinji slowly sucked and licked. Misato was in tears now, making crying sounds, her whole body trembling, ‘…very good girl’ Shinji thought.

Shinji loved the taste, but he stopped sucking, sat upward and fondled her breasts in his hands. He loved the expression on her face even more. “You like that, don’t you?” Shinji taunted. Misato closed her eyes and Shinji slapped her. “Do NOT fucking look away from me!”

‘Shinji, I’m sorry. Don’t do this to me…’ Misato wanted to say, but because of the gag, she couldn’t. She could only stare as he was raping her. Shinji then eased himself off her and on the end of the bed. At first Misato thought it was over, but when Shinji grabbed her thighs, she knew what he was thinking. She started violently struggling against her bounds to no avail.

“Don’t move!” Shinji grabbed the knife and made a small cut on her leg. She made a small sound from the pain and went silent, only slightly trembling. “I promised you I’d make us both feel good, didn’t I?” he asked as he positioned himself between her legs and braced himself. “Ready bitch?” and without waiting for a response thrusted himself inside her. She started screaming and he grunted from the tightness. She started struggling again, but that only added to Shinji’s pleasure.

Shinji was amazed, he could never in a million year guess it could be this good, but he still wasn’t satisfied. He moved in and out at amazing speed. He loved the feeling and Misato was in utter hell, she was in absolute pain. Shinji was trying his hardest not to yell, but it wasn’t working as well as he hoped. He still could, however, keep his moans soft enough so that the neighbors couldn’t hear. Misato was gagged and she was louder than Shinji. Shinji had his eyes closed and couldn’t see if Misato was being a ‘good girl’ and had her eyes open, but he didn’t care at the moment and assumed that they weren’t.

Shinji was ramming her; it was the best thing he ever felt. He knew he would never masturbate again and would just rape Misato. He felt her pussy clench around his manhood as she came, squirting her fluid all over his legs and knees. Shinji was even more turned on by this and moved even faster as he felt pressure build up in his balls.

“Oh…YES,” he screamed as he shot her jet hot fluid into her womanhood. He leaned over her, catching his breath. He saw her eyes were open now, tears streaking down her face and two small puddles by her head. He leaned over and kissed her forehead. “You were pretty good, Misato. We should do this again sometime.” Misato’s eyes went wide after he said this. Shinji grabbed the knife and held it to her throat, “And you won’t ever resist or tell anyone about what we do alone together, or I’ll kill you!” she nodded.

Shinji slid out of her and got up, he was exhausted. He noticed the bed was soaked with their fluids, but most of it was blood, her blood. ‘I guess I was too rough for her.’ he thought. He took the handcuffs off and took the gag. He put all that and the knife in the bag and picked up his clothes.

“Why…Shinji,” she muttered. Shinji turned to her.

“If you have to ask that, you didn’t learn from your punishment. Now we have to do this again.” Shinji turned and left. When he entered the living room he noticed the sun pouring from the window. He looked at the clock and it said it was 6:10. ‘We were at it for a while…’ Shinji felt that feeling again, that someone took weights off his shoulders. It was a great feeling.

“Well, it’s Sunday, so I can go to bed.” he turned and went to his room.