Isabel was her name. I could never forgive her. At 5′2″ she was exactly one foot shorter than me. She was beautiful, with dark-brown yet gleaming hair, bright blue-green eyes and a mischievous smile. Her lips were full, she had a cute smallish nose and a cute deepish philtrum. She was way out of my league, if that even is a thing.
I was envious of her a lot, she was just as intelligent as me, but my social skills were ridiculous compared to hers and although I considered myself above average attractive, I had nothing on her beauty.
A few years ago I met her on a college trip and we and a bunch of other students were forced inside a team for a week. We got to know each other very well that week and had a blast of a time that week, our team even ended up winning the competition. I was very attracted to her and almost started obsessing about her. Even though I shared a room with some guys, at night I'd fantasize about her and silently and secretly masturbate.
I think she knew I liked her back then, and we both knew I had no chance. She was constantly the center of attention and she subtly rejected many hots guys that week. Out of jealousy, I was gossiping about her with another friend from our team, I called her an uptight cunt. She later found on I told her and I found out she was vengeful.
She did something I will never forgive, I won't disclose any details, but she pretty much publicly humiliated me and used her manipulative social skills to turn everyone against me, to the point that I became a social outcast, resulting in me even leaving the college and studying something else elsewhere.
She probably had forgotten me after a while, but I had never forgotten her, and whenever I felt down or socially uncomfortable I'd be reminded of her. A few years later I had a completely different life, I had just graduated and got a great entry job in my field. I started investing in stocks and not much later I already had great profits. I made hitting the gym a habit and I gained a lot of muscle mass.
I was starting to consider myself successful and finally regained a lot of the confidence that Isabel destroyed. One night I was driving through the city of the college I met her and I stumbled upon her. She didn't notice me but I saw her clearly. She was just as beautiful as before. Maybe she looked al little more mature, I noticed how despite her fit and thin body her ass was seductively sticking out in her tight leather-like pants.
I couldn't stop thinking about her that night. I was sleeping at a hotel in the city for a meeting related to my new job. I fantasized about taking my revenge, making her my sex slave, degrading her in the bedroom, and fucking her harder than she was ever before. I came much more than usual after masturbating to that.
The next morning I woke up with a morning wood and was reminded of Isabel. I was actually considering taking my revenge. I could just find her, take her in my car and to my house in my own city. No one would find out or know about it, I wasn't even in her life and no one would suspect me.
After the meeting that day I decided for real. I would take my revenge, I'd finally get to fuck that beautiful body and satisfy my vengeance at the same time. Luckily for me she wasn't hard to find. Her Instagram was public and she had just posted a picture of the food she was eating at a nearby restaurant. I found the restaurant and waited inside my car.
I was prepared, I had brought a blindfold and some dental floss I just bought and I already owned some S&M handcuffs and a ball gag that for some reason kept in my car. I saw her coming outside of the restaurant with a girlfriend and they started walking north. I followed them with my car. Later on her friend went the other way and she was all alone.
