Diamond In The Rough

Diamond did not know what had happened. She was very well aware of everything that took place, she just did not know what happened.

Diamond sat in her bathroom, curled up in a pitiful ball against the wall crying her giant blue eyes out across from her sink and mirror-medicine cabinet combo; the toilet just off to the left and the shower to the left of that. Diamond thought everything was going well, she thought that they were having a fun and pleasurable time, just the two of them without a soul to disturb them. But now, those words just kept ringing in her ears and the voice that said those words kept repeating them in her head. "I never want to see you again!" is what she said, and by none other than Silver Spoon, her childhood friend and faithful companion. Now this is what she gets for thinking, this is what she gets for thinking only of herself.

Diamond lifted her head up from her knees, the pajamas pants she wore now soaked from her liquid despair, and looked to the sink again. She eyed the razor blade, hanging just off the edge of the porcelain, and the curling iron heating up for future use. As she looked on, she thought back to the conflict that had taken place and completely crushed her a mere two hours earlier. Already the tears began to swell again from the pain.

"Good girl Silver, you actually pulled it off. Not as much as I had hoped, but still more than I expected," Diamond said as Silver still lay in her submissive state, panting for breath as the machine slowed its pumping and was eventually removed from her; her anus, she could only guess, was red and swollen from the roughness of Diamond's machine even after she and it were thoroughly lubricated.

She had managed what Diamond Tiara had told her to, much to her surprise. Silver had experienced the best orgasm of her life only moments ago and was now in post-orgasmic bliss. Her cum had shot out of her quivering womanhood at an impossible speed and velocity, despite not being touched once, and struck the wall behind her, leaving a dark stain on the concrete. The rest came out, not as impressive however, but made a trail back to where she lay crouched until it was just a mere trickle. Silver was recovering from the incredible amount of dopamine that was sent to her brain after her orgasm and the reality of what just happened began to set in.

Silver jumped when she saw Diamond step in front of her and look down at her, towering over Silver in her scary, yet still sexy, dominatrix outfit. Diamond knelt down to eye level, smiled, and lightly patted Silver on the head. Silver looked up to her and made eye contact, daring to be brave.

"I-... Is it over?" She asked hesitantly, wondering if she had almost sounded disappointed when she spoke. She could not tell if she was elated and saddened when Diamond nodded her head and stood up.

Diamond walked back around to the spreader bar keeping Silver's legs open and undid the clasps; Silver sighed at the relief as her calves were able to breathe once more. Diamond then untied the rope from Silver's hand that kept her slightly suspended in the air. Once free, Silver had to catch herself before she fell face first onto the ground. A sharp pain shot up her arms from the sudden strain put on her circulation cut-off hands, trembling as she struggled to keep herself held aloft. After a few moments, Diamond came around, unhooked the collar from Silver's neck, and helped her to her feet. Silver Spoon glared cold daggers dipped in acidic poison at Diamond for a few moments before turning in a huff and quickly made her way over to the table that held her clothes, her ass stinging slightly as she walked.

Silver made short work of sliding her plain white panties on and donning her bra to hide the long-exposed breasts. Diamond came up behind her, frowning, unclear as to where her huffy attitude manifested from as Silver was just clasping her skirt around her waist. Diamond put her hand on Silver's shoulder and jumped when Silver froze right on the spot, not moving a muscle.

"Hey, what's the matter DoubS? Are you upset?" Diamond asked in genuine concern.

What's the matter.... WHAT'S THE MATTER?!?! This must have been the dumbest question Silver Spoon had heard in her entire life at this point, at this moment in time. The sad thing is, it made too much sense, on account that it was asked by someone who never thinks about anyone but herself. Silver gradually relaxed and slowly turned to face Diamond Tiara; the look in her eyes was enough to turn Medusa to ashes.

"What's the matter?" Silver mockingly asked, "WHAT'S THE MATTER!! YOU WANT TO KNOW 'WHAT'S THE MATTER' YOU BITCH!! THEN I'LL TELL YOU!!" Diamond was taken aback by the outburst, but was even more shocked when Silver reared back and shoved Diamond, HARD, sending her sprawling to the floor with the same look of fear that Silver had on her face when she first woke up in Diamond's secret room. Silver stomped up to her and looked down at Diamond, teeth bared and furious.

"You're a psychopath that only thinks about herself and doesn't give a second thought as to how others are feeling. I may go along with your little pranks and plots of revenge, but that doesn't necessarily mean I approve of or enjoy it. Call me a sucker for peer pressure I suppose, but you have MAJOR problems!" Silver looked away now as tears began to stain her face and cause a sob in her voice. "I thought I was different, I-I-I thought you cared about how I feel..." Her tone took on a more angry approach now, but still contained traces of sadness when she whipped her head back to look at Diamond. "I can see now I was wrong. You obviously only cared about yourself and yourself alone. A real friend would have seen how scared, how terrified I was. But no, you ignored my protests and even added to my misery by slapping me several times. I did not agree to this. Pact or no pact, this was straight up rape, a highly punishable offense in a court of law." Silver paused and sighed, trying to calm herself. "But all I want to do now is go home and cry. Consider our "friendship" over you crazy psychotic slut!!" This insult cut deep into Diamond's heart, as portrayed by the reaction on her face. "You never cared for me and I don't see why I should care for you. You used me and abused me, but worst of all, you scarred me both mentally and spiritually, and possibly even physically," Silver added, rubbing her bottom for emphasis. She looked back to Diamond with one final icy glare, tears streaming down her cheeks in tiny rivulets.

"I hate you! I never want to see you again!" With that said, Silver fled from the room, crouching to get through the waist high trap door. Diamond tried to call after her, but she was far beyond ear shot at this point. Silver had put on her yellow jacket and opted to carry the rest of her clothes as she ran through Diamond's room, down the stairs, past the kitchen, and flinging open the front door to a setting sun. Her tears marked a path as she ran home to the safety of her house, not once did she turn to look back or regret any words exchanged. Diamond felt broken.

Diamond shook the memory out of her head as she came back to reality. The pajamas she wore, a yellow button up shirt and bottoms peppered with pink flowers, were soaked through to her skin. Her curling iron was now sending up little clouds of steam, signifying it was ready. Diamond stood up on shaky knees and gelatine legs, using the wall as a support. She skulked her way over to the sink and looked down upon the items laid out, the shiny porcelain, and glistening metal of the faucet.

"It hurts so much," Diamond said to herself, "I had already lost my mother, one of the two best friends I ever had in this world, but now I've lost the other one too!" Diamond put her hands on the sink's edge to hold herself up as she sobbed. "It hurts so much!! Not just the pain of losing my only friend in this world, but also the realization that I am a monster!!" Diamond opened her eyes and forced herself to look in the mirror. "And it took losing everything to finally don on me. I'm cruel and vicious and a waste. Now I just want the pain to stop." Diamond put her hand over her heart and looked down to her items once more. Sucking in a heavy breath, she held it for a moment and let it out slowly.

With a shaky hand, Diamond slowly rolled up her left sleeve. "Hopefully this will make it feel better," Diamond said as she picked up the scorching hot curling iron.