I fought back the tears. I didn’t want to give her any satisfaction. “P-please, Karma,” I begged. “D-don’t do this.”
“Don’t do what?” She whispered. “Don’t touch you while you stand here naked as the day you were born?”
She ran her cold hand down the curves of my body. Touching the surface of my crotch. I felt the cold metal rest against it, threatening me. “P-please,” I whimpered.
“Don’t post your little naked photos online for everyone to see?” She hissed. “Tell me, what should I not do? Hurt you? Stab you? Kill you? Humiliate you?”
“P-please,” I cried. “Don’t hurt me.”
“Is that all?” She whispered. “Okay, I won’t hurt you. But you are going to do everything I tell you to do. You’re going to open your eyes. You’re going to stare into the camera set up in front of you. You’re going to put on a great big smile and say ‘My name is Delilah Dickens. I am 18 years old. I go to Oakview High School. And I am nothing but a dirty naked cheating skank.’ And you’re going to ask everyone for suggestions for punishments. Then you’re going to take all of their suggestions, put it in a shoe box and draw one every single day until you graduate. And you’re going to do whatever they say. If you don’t, I’ll make you bleed. Slowly. Make sure that those gorgeous breasts and bodacious booty have nasty scars to ruin them. Do you understand?”
I nodded. “I understand.”
“Good,” Karma said. “Now open your eyes and remember to smile.”
I slowly opened my eyes and saw the big camera pointed right at me. I saw Karma Badla standing behind it, knife still in hand. I put on a great big fake smile and said. “My name is Delilah Dickens. I am 18 years old. I go to Oakview High School. And I’m nothing but a dirty naked cheating skank. I want all of you to suggest various punishments for me to do. Anything you want. Everyday until I graduate I will draw one punishment and do whatever it says no matter what. So don’t hold back on suggestions. I deserve everything that happens to me.”
Karma turned the camera off and smiled. “Very good. I can’t wait to see the kinds of suggestions someone like you gets. And I will make sure you keep your word. This is what you deserve. And you know what happens if you don’t.”
I gulped and nodded. “I’m sorry,” I said.
“It’s too late for that,” Karma said. “You’re getting everything you deserve, Delilah. You made my life hell, and now… I’m returning the favor.”
I felt tears forming as I stood naked in front of the person who used to be my best friend. When we were young, we would do everything together. Then we entered Freshman year. I began to distance myself from Karma. I became popular, she didn’t. I got new friends. She didn’t. As I became more popular, my attitude changed. Suddenly Karma was no longer my best friend, but my punching bag. It started out as a few nasty comments. Rumors spread every now and then. And then it escalated more and more until… Karma had this crush on this one guy for the longest time. Judas Wagner. I knew this of course, she talked about it constantly. I heard a rumor she had built up the courage to ask him out. Apparently, he said yes. I didn’t care. One of my new friends made a bet with me.
The bet was whether I could get Judas to sleep with me, so I did it. And Judas very easily caved. Apparently Judas was dared to sleep with Karma. That was apparently the only reason he accepted her. And apparently, Karma heard everything. She disappeared. And now I knew where she had gone. She had been planning this. She ambushed me in my own home. My last year at Oakview High School. Senior Year. And now she cornered me. She put a knife against my throat, made me strip naked, and had me wrapped around her fingers in just a few seconds. And now for the next 180 days, my life was over.
A/N: My plan is to actually use real suggestions and put them in a random picker. Please make one suggestion that is NOT the same as someone else’s. Each chapter I will ask for new suggestions. Please only make up to TWO suggestions. But no more than 2. They can be brutal, but try to avoid too intense ones at least at the start. I will not accept any suggestions that involve rape, forced sex, or anything similar. Anything else is pretty much fair game. Feel free to get as creative as possible. At first I wasn’t going to be so literal with the names, but I changed my mind at the last moment. I think the meaning of the names will serve as a nice touch in this case. If there aren’t any suggestions by the time I post the next chapter, I do have backup ideas to use. But the more you get involved, the more interactive this story can be
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