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You always had a *thing* for Haruhi, she wasn't some great beauty, nor did, she have a bombshell body.
Haruhi, is a small unassuming girl, her brown short hair, and small stature complements her timid personality.

Never the less, she had some sort of air about her, a quiet attractiveness, not unlike that of a librarian.

You don't really talk to her, preferring to simply appreciate her from afar.

Either way, today, you ran into her after school; you were just headed home for the day when she called out to you.

"Hey..." She pokes her fingers together, she's clearly nervous "Could you come with me? I need to talk to you about something."

You agree, and follow behind her to your classroom, they're kept open for students longer than anything else.

"So... Why did you bring me over here"

"Well..Well... Your'e always looking at me!"

"And what about it? It's just that you're cute."

She seems to get increasingly flustered. And pushes you against a desk, a surprising amount of strength in her slight frame.

You wind up with your back against the desk feet pulled up off the ground as she leans into you.

You don't really resist, who could? A girl you like pushing you down?

"I..I, guess I'm just going to need to teach your body to be better behaved."

She pulls out a knife, the kind used to sharpen pencils and holds it against your collar keeping you down.

Its very sharp, she obviously takes good care of it, it leaves a thin red line on your body where it touches.

"You.. You.. I just need to carve this lesson into your body."

With her other hand she pulls up your shirt, and tears off your bra, then uses that same hand to grab your neck.

She begins to mumble, repeating herself as she carves words into your breast. Leaving a stinging trail behind it as flesh
is parted open and the cuts are exposed to air.

"I shall not stare, I shall not stare, ..."

You moan, and she slaps you in the face. "Shut up!"

She keeps moving down as she runs out of space, starting onto the upper of your stomach.

Your body is shortly lined with a bloody lesson, it drips down soaking the desk. When she reaches your skirt, she pulls that down too along with your
soaked panties.

"Kayoko, you dirty bitch, you're getting off on this!"

Haruhi presses her knife slightly harder into you, as to punctuate her point. A stab of pain reaching you through the overall
stinging sensation.

She reaches down into the blood soaked desk, and pulls out a permanent marker, its very thick compared to a usual one,
obviously for some combonation of novality and practicality, given its greatly increased capacity for ink.

"I guess I need to write it on your insides too, just to make sure it sticks"

She presses it against your asshole, shortly overcoming the resistance, its soon buried deep inside you.

"You should learn to be more polite, don't stare at people, don't gossap, don't loiter"

She gives the marker a bit of a twist, causing all sorts of interesting sensations within you.

"I need to make sure you remember these, its hard to do with such a lewd person, but I don't doubt that you can
be trained like any other animal.

Haruhi reaches into the desk once more, and pulls out a lighter. "Fire has always purified the unclean..."

She starts at your nipples, almost burning them, the flame dancing, over your body, coming close to caricaturing your cuts.

She takes her time, making sure to extract the maximum amount of sensation from a given spot. leaving a trail of inflamed skin
and dried blood.

She steps back for a second, you're content to lay there revealing in the sensations, the pain, the burns, the feel of exposure
the lack of control. Your every twitch sends a wave of new agonies passing through your body.

She steps onto the desk now nude, she sits down on your face, pressing the back of your head hard into the wood.

"Part of being polite is cleaning up the messes that you make, so start licking like the dog you are!"

She begins to maul your tits, groping them harshly, pressing into them, pulling your nipples, each press and pull, sending
a mix of pleasure and pain through you.

"Such a dirty, dirty, girl, Needs to be punished, needs to be throughly *taught* correct behavior"

Haruhi reaches a hand down and grasps at the marker still lodged within you.

"You don't deserve proper pleasure you whore, you're nothing but a good for nothing pervert, who stares at good nice girls like me."

She pushes it in and out of you leaning far over, and smearing her stomach with your blood as it presses into your tits.
Her other hand now braced besides your legs on the desk. As Haruhi cums, she loses the tension in her arms, falling forward
into you, her faced presses into your crotch.

"Well, I guess I'm a dirty girl too..."

She begins to lick, while pumping the marker, blood staining her. You're encouraged by the sudden pleasure, and renew your efforts
you use your neglected, cut up hands to play with her neither regions, staining her red. Everything tastes of blood, everything
is coated in blood, both of you stained with a scarlet mark of your tryst.

Soon its too much, the stimulation pushes you over the edge into orgasm. Haruhi not far behind, the both of you fall off
the slippery, blood coated, desk, falling hard onto the floor. You both just lay there for a bit.

"We should do this again sometime, it was very cathartic"