Carnal Immortal
Chapter 176: Red Mark

Chapter 176: Red Mark

Caroline is in shock as she feels the stinging sensation on her cheek. Her eyes flutter with confusion and she stares at the fat bastard principal.

And as she finishes processing what just happened, rage starts to build up inside of her.

To physically hit her on top of being sexually harassed has finally put the last nail in the coffin. Now Caroline will go to any lengths to get her revenge.

"Suck it!" the principal says again as he presses his dick against her lips.

Even though she is burning with rage, she can’t do anything but accept this for now. Caroline reluctantly opens her mouth and lets the bastard’s dick inside her mouth.

"Fuck ya~" the principal moans as Caroline begins sucking his cock. She hates the taste of it in her mouth but continues to suck his dick.

"Oh my god, your mouth feels so good~," the principal says as he moans aloud.

Caroline skillfully uses her mouth, as she wants this to end as soon as possible. "Fuck~ I am cumming~" the principal moans.

Caroline feels his dick twitch and tense up. Realizing he is about to cum, she backs off, but it’s too late.

"AAA~" the principal moans and shoots his semen all over Caroline’s face.

Caroline is disgusted. She immediately gets up on her feet, grabs some tissues and immediately begins cleaning her face.

She takes out her phone and turns on its camera to make sure not even a drop is left behind.

The fat principal plops his ass down on his couch as watches Caroline struggle to get all of his cum off her face with a grin.

Too bad he can’t continue harassing her because his dick is out of the count. Caroline made him come in minutes with her skillful mouth.

"You should leave some of it on. I heard it’s good for your skin, hahaha," the principal says and laughs.

Caroline seethes in anger and crunches up the tissue paper in her hand. She turns towards the principal and throws it at him. The cum wiped tissue paper flies through the air and hits the fat bastard in the face.

"You fucking bitch, how dare you!" the principal gets back to his feet in anger as he feels some of his own cum sticking to his face from the tissue paper.

"How dare I! You haven’t even seen what else I will do to you for the humiliation that you caused me today," Caroline says pointing her finger angrily at him.

"Hahaha, in your dreams. Trust me, I am going to make to kneel in front of me and turn you into the submissive whore that you are," the principal threatens.

"We will see about that," Caroline says while adjusting her dress. She then turns and stomps out of his room angrily.

She then heads directly to the washroom to wash her face. She doesn’t want to smell like cum when she has an entire day of work in front of her.

Caroline enters the female washroom and approaches the sink. She looks at herself in the mirror and grits her teeth angrily. She balls up her fist and tries to punch the mirror, but stops herself inches away from it.

Caroline turns on the water and begins washing her face, which also washes away her makeup, but she doesn’t care. Even without any makeup, she looks stunning.

"I need to find something on him. There is no way a bastard like him lives an honest life," she murmurs to herself.

She suddenly hears footsteps getting closer. Not wanting to be seen in such a state, she enters one of the toilet stalls and locks herself inside.

Caroline hears female students talking, and giggling with each other, discussing their boyfriends and boys they like. One of them suddenly begins talking about people they would let rag doll them and Amon seems to be on top of the list of every girl in the bathroom.

Caroline just listens to them without much surprise. This is not the first time she has heard conversations like this. Ever since Amon joined the university, female students have been unable to contain their fascination for him.

She has heard these girls say some of the wildest things they would let Amon do to them, which contributed to some of Caroline’s fantasies about Amon as well.

Caroline can’t blame these girls for having such fantasies, as she is no different. She just has more control over herself than these young ladies.

"Hey, what do you think about Miss Caroline? Do you think something is going on between her and Mr. Amon?" Caroline hears her name being mentioned by one of the girls.

"No way, she is married," one of the girls says.

"Oh, my sweet summer child, do you really think something like marriage matters these days?" Another girl speaks up teasing her friend’s old-world views.

"But still... I don’t think Miss Caroline will risk having an affair. Why would she? There is no reason for her to cheat," the girl says.

Caroline nods her head, impressed by this girl’s insight. She wonders who she is.

"No reason? Come on. Mr. Amon is reason enough. My god, just standing next to him makes me all wet and dizzy," one of her friends says.

"If I had to share an office with Mr. Amon all day, I would have already fucked him," another girl says.

"Yes, you would, because you are a slut, hehe," her friend says and laughs.

"Like you wouldn’t do the same," she retorts.

"Let’s be real. Everyone here would let Mr. Amon manhandle them as he pleases,"

"And as for Miss Caroline having an affair with him, it’s highly possible. Just look at her. I don’t think I have ever met someone as sexy as her."

"Indeed, there is no way when two extremely good-looking people locked inside a room all alone wouldn’t fuck. I bet Miss Caroline lets Mr. Amon do all kinds of sinful things to her body, hehehe."

The girls continue to talk and giggle while Caroline patiently waits for them to leave.

Once she hears all of them leave the washroom, Caroline walks, peeks her head out, and looks around. Finding no one, she steps out.

"Those girls really have some mouth on them," Caroline says as she recalls how they talked about her and Amon having an affair.

Their words stirred up her suppressed fantasies again, but she has no time to entertain these fantasies of hers.

She continues cleaning herself up before leaving the washroom and heading back to her office.

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Amon sits in his chair, arms behind his head, legs resting up on his desk, and a smirk on his face. He saw everything that took place in the principal’s office and he couldn’t have expected for anything better.

Though that slap was unexpected, it was enough to completely trap Caroline in his web. He wants to thank the principal properly for his service, but the bastard doesn’t deserve anything from Amon.

The door of the office opens and Caroline walks in. She sees Amon relaxing with no care in the world.

Their eyes meet, and Amon puts his legs down.

"What happened to you?" Amon asks catching Caroline by surprise.

"Nothing" she answers.

"Then why is your makeup off?" Amon asks.

"It got ruined, so I washed it away. Why do you care?" Caroline asks, frustrated. She doesn’t want to be interrogated right now.

"Well, it’s not like it matters since you look stunning without it anyway, but since I do spend a lot of time in this office staring at you, I think I should care," Amon says cheekily.

Caroline huffs and turns her head away but she feels flattered by Amon’s complement.

"What’s that red mark on your face? Did someone hit you?" Amon asks.

"It’s nothing!" Caroline says covering her cheek with her hand. Amon gets off his chair and approaches Caroline.

Like before Caroline backs off and finds herself against the wall as Amon closes the distance between them.

Amon grabs her hand and effortlessly pulls it down, revealing the slap mark on her cheek. He grabs her by her jaw and turns her head, pretending to get a better look at it.

"It looks like someone slapped you. Who was it?" Amon asks.

"It’s none of your business!" Caroline says, grabs his wrist, and pushes his hand away before making her way back to her own desk.

Amon smirks and sits back down at his desk and watches Caroline, trying to act as if nothing is bothering her.

Feeling Amon’s gaze, Caroline lifts her head to look at him. "What??" she asks sternly.

"Is it the principal?" Amon asks.

Caroline’s eyes widened, as she didn’t expect Amon to guess so easily.

"How?" she blurts out unintentionally, giving away the answer.

"Well, it was quite simple. He has been asking you to visit his office quite often. And here I thought you were a woman with rules and morals," Amon says teasingly.

"I am being blackmailed!" Caroline says immediately to defend her actions.

"Looks like he has gotten something really incremental against you to make you go against your pride and arrogance," Amon says.

Caroline just stares at Amon, unable to deny his statement.

"Like I said, it’s none of your business. I know what I need to do," Caroline says.

Amon smiles mischievously as he has gotten Caroline just where he wants.

He spins in his chair and turns on his computer.

Caroline notices this and looks at him again. She sees him pull out a memory drive and plug it into his computer.

She wonders what Amon is doing. Little does she know, this drive is going to change her life forever.