Revenge

Note: An echo effect over these words would be lovely (if you're gonna be a ghost, you gotta be a little spooky), but if you aren't able to get one, your normal voice is absolutely perfect!
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Asshole..*drawn out slowly and tauntingly* Asshole..*sharply* Veronica!

*chuckle* Rise and shine, shithead. *mockingly* Oh don't look so scared, Ronnie! Skittering away is no way to welcome an old friend *with strong, angry emphasis* BACK FROM THE FUCKING DEAD.

That's right, I'm back as a fucking ghost, stuck haunting your bitch ass for who knows how long. After all, trenchcoat dickhead doesn't feel guilty, but you do. My goal is to make you fucking suffer.

*mocking laugh* BULLSHIT, you're sorry! If you were sorry, I wouldn't be fucking dead right now! *low, evil chuckle* No, no, you're not fucking sorry at all. In fact, something tells me that you're a little PROUD of what you've done to me. And let's be honest, who wouldn't be? You felled the Almighty, Westerburg High's malevolent leader. The Queen's dead, long live the fucking Queen.

How could you make it up to me? *louder, mocking laughter* Are you fucking kidding me!? There's no making up the fact that you MURDERED ME WITH A DRANO SLUSHIE. I don't give a shit if it was 'technically' JD. I wouldn't give a shit if it was 'technically' the Queen of fucking England-YOU WERE AN ACCOMPLICE, YOU SAW AND DIDN'T STOP IT. *coldly* You. Killed. Me.

And this is your punishment: my ass following you around for the rest of your life. No escape for either of us, just you being trailed by your guilt *forever*. *chuckles* Hope you're into voyeurism, because you're never gonna be able to touch without me seeing.

..why the fuck are you grinning like that. *spluttering* NO! NO, I don't want to fucking watch you! I'm STUCK watching you! STOP FUCKING GRINNING LIKE THAT, YOU STUPID FU-what are you doing. Haul up your fucking panties, asshole! I don't want to see your cunt! I don't, no, fucking-..*exasperated sigh, then, to herself* You know, I didn't think I was that obviously gay, but apparently no-.

..what do you mean you didn't know. Was that a goddamn fucking joke!? *pause, then quick and angry* If you tell Heather or Heather, I swear to FUCKING GOD-

*pause, then coldly, but with tinges of relief* Good. That's the first step on the road to me forgiving your stupid ass, I guess. Second step? Hmm..

Tell me, Veronica, are you strictly into dickheads in trenchcoats? *amused* No? Good. *commanding* Panties down. Yes, really. Hey, you're the one who offered, bitch! You've made your bed, now lie in it. Besides, that smirk on your face makes me think that you're not as against this as you think. Now, pull them down so I can see your pussy. *chuckles* Someone likes to be watched, even if it's by a fucking ghost. Your cunt is fucking dripping. *sternly* Now, I'm going to give you specific instructions, and I want you to follow them to the letter. Understand, bitch? *grins* Good.

Now, run your fingers up and down your pussy lips, slowly. Let the juices coat your fingers. *sharply and growling* Don't touch your clit, asshole! If you do, I'm stopping this now and you won't get a chance to cum. *grinning* Good girl. Push in your fingers, and thrust in and out slowly. Get all the honey you can on them-YES I call it that, shut up! Oh my god, you're such a fucking brat. You know what? Shove your fingers in your mouth and suck off the pussy juice. That'll shut you up.

*breathing getting more shaky as she speaks, moaning* Take out your fingers and go back to fucking yourself. Use..use your thumb to rub your clit. *scoff* Did you have a brain tumor for breakfast? Of course I'm fucking myself! You're not the only one who gets to get off, you fucking pillowcase! Oh, just shut up and keep fucking yourself! If you stop rubbing your clit now, I will fucking end you.

*moans and whimpering for as long as you need, and wait until you're starting to get close before going on*

Oh, you're close, you little bitch? C'mon, finger your fucking cunt faster. I'm getting close too, you little slut, I'm gonna fucking cum! I'm going to countdown, and you're going to cum when I say 'one', got it?

Ten.

Nine.

Eight.

Seven.

Six.

Five!

Four!

Three!

Two! You're so close aren't you, huh? Your soaking little cunt is begging to fucking cum. It's begging for big, scary Heather to say you can cum, isn't it? Your pussy is gushing all over your pretty blue bedsheets. You wanna cum, Veronica? Do you?

STOP. Get your fucking hand away from your pussy.

*chuckling* That's right, you don't get to fucking cum. Instead, you get to watch me cum, you little witch! C'mon, watch me cum little whore, watch me cum, watch me cum!

*orgasm, then deep, shaky breaths* Fuck me with a chainsaw, that was good. *chuckles* I wish I could smoke a cigarette right now.

Put your panties back on, you fucking pillowcase. You're not going to get to cum today. Maybe tomorrow, maybe this weekend, maybe next week, *chuckling* maybe never again. But from now on, you only touch yourself when I let you. Understand, Ronnie? *soft and praising* Good girl. Now go clean up, you stupid fuck.