"Eh..ah..ha...ha..s-stop this. I-I don't want it!" I beg crying.What's going on? How did I get here? This guy, why is he doing this to me? I didn't ask for this. Please... make it stop!
"Eheheheh. I've never really had the pleasure of doing this to another guy. Feels good."
My butt it hurts. This doesn't feel good at all. This placement I'm in, it doesn't feel good.
I shut my eyes letting tears stream down my face. "Ah...hm ah- uh.. why are you even doing this?"
"Having my fun. Can't a murder have his playtime?"
My face pinned against the wall, hands grasping the filth that lie on it, my body getting weaker every second he pounds his member in me with most precision, cuts and bruises on my arms, face, legs, and the smell that just won't go away. He smells like rusted iron.
He grabs my waist tightly, like he's gonna break them at any moment. His hands are big and rough, and the way he keeps pushing himself in and out is gonna break me. My head is hurting and my body feel broken.
What am I gonna tell Mom? How will I live with myself after this? Will he kill me after he's finished using me? What to do? I can't do anything.
"Damn it." He groans. He quickly takes his member out of me and my eyes grow wide with pain.
"Don't take it out so-
He turns me around pushing my back hard against the wall. Suddenly picking me up and shoving it back in.
"Shut up." He demands panting just as much as me.
I never really got to see his face. His hood was on when he chloroformed me. Dark red hair, golden eyes, canine teeth, tall about 6'1, big hands, sinister smile, slimly built, and a long tongue.
"Haa..ha.. geh..." I squint my eyes at him. He feels much bigger now, and... something's wrong. "Ah.."
"Your cute to have an opportunity to have this with me." He chuckles manically giving me a striking glare.
I don't know what to say to this psychopath. I just wanna be back home, in my room or out getting groceries with Mom.
I start crying closing my eyes. "Just kill me already." I mumble.
"Huuh? Speak up, and c'mon," He pushes me down deeper hitting my pleasured spot. "... scream! Nobody likes a downer."
"Ah!" My mouth opens letting drool slide down to my shirt. "Ha... ha..ah- ahhh... y-you're..." My voice goes out feeling him more.
"It's big, right?" He laughs. "Not the first time hearing it, but yea'."
His face was so close to mine. Him stroking into me, I'm about to go crazy. It...I can't believe I'm saying this, but he's feeling better than before. Am I getting used to his member being in me?
"Agh...urgh... I'm so close- ah..." He brings his face closer to mine pecking my lips with his. Our mouths open more and he puts his long tongue in twisting with mine.
This is too erotic. I never done this before, it... it's breathtaking. Mind racing. Body going crazy.
"Aha... mmm..nnha.." I'm close too. Why is he making me feel this way?
He pushes in me once more before his fluids come rushing into me.
"Mmmmmmm....ahhhh...geh..." I tense up coming after him.
I feel him slip out of me and set me down. I slide on the ground panting like my life depends on it.He zips up his pants and laughs at me, loudly. His leans over me. "Heheheh... ahahahaha look at you, so pathetic it's hilarious." He grabs his knife out of his pocket and opens it holding it's sharped side close to my neck.
I mumble, "help me," Over and over closing my eyes and crying.
God, just kill me.
"Hmmm.. tsk.." he rolls his eyes standing back up fully. "Fuuuck... ugh.. now I feel weak. You happy?" He shoves his hood over his head. "There's nothing to do here now. I'm leaving." He says walking away deeper into the dark alley where we are."
"Mom... Momma.." I use my arm to cover my face. "Mom." I cry.
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Kindly as I May, I Slay
Short StoryCrime is always out, but when there's crime there can also be love in the making.