11 horrors

Horror 1 (Chapter 4)

( NSFW WARNING)

He grabbed my throat roughly and slammed me to the wall. The wind gets knocked out of my chest. His weight pressed against me is unbearable. Fuck fuck fuck! I need to run!! His grip tightens and I gasp for air again and again. I didn't realize I cut his hand till his warm blood dripped down his dark skin to my body like hot wax.

It was dripping down to my stomach in almost a sexual way. No no no!! I struggle to get his hand off of my throat but it's no use. I look at him with pleading eyes as I struggled to get his hand off of me. FUCK FUCK FUCK!! He had me pinned by my neck as he bent and growled low In my ear.

He growled low right before he bent his head to my neck and bit hard. I hated how this was getting me horny. I whimpered as he pulled his mouth away from my neck. He smirked as I stopped struggling as much. "Pathetic girl." His voice was a low erotic wave of fucking seduction. He loosened only a little. Enough to grab a knife on the wall. He smirked and dragged it from my jawline to my collarbone. I gasped slightly as nicked my collarbone. He had me pinned to the wall by my throat. But what I sum how missed in my temper tantrum was he had chains. He used his other hand to set down the knife and grabbed my left hand and chained it up high.

The chains bit at my wrists as he pulled my right hand up. I felt them bruising my wrist almost instantly. O-ow! I was now finally stuck. Fuck I was stuck.  He finally released my neck and I gasped. I gulped down so much air I was dizzy. I gasped and gasped till I looked at him with venom. He looked amused by me. My feet were barely touching the ground. He grabbed the knife again and a rag. He tilted his head and shoved the rag in my mouth. I spit it out quickly and he shrugged. "Scream then." He bent down and chained my left leg. I frantically tried to kick him with my right leg. He shoved my leg hard against the wall and chained the other one.

He pulled my shorts down as he looked up and tilted his head. He was looking at what would be light blue panties. He smirked and trailed the knife from my knee to my thigh. He nicked my skin as I groaned slightly. He then flipped the knife around to the round end and trailed the knife to my panties. I tried to struggle, but to no avail didn't work. He rubbed the end of my panties and I huffed loudly and closed my eyes. What kind of fucking haunted attraction was this??? He rubbed the knife up to my bud and I moved slightly. Trying to escape I think... or running from this weird hot lustful attraction to him. He continued to lightly rub the end of the knife before he used his fingers instead.

He smiled and pulled my panties to the side. Still on my hips but enough to expose me. " How pretty." He rubbed his head on my thigh, tickling me with his slight beard before he pushed his head into my pussy and sucked hard. I cried out at the sensation and tried to scream!! I whine and tossed my head side to side as he sucked and licked my dripping core. I yanked against the chain and slammed my head back as he tortured me with his tongue. He would lick up to my core and down to my clit before sucking hard and pulling in my climax.

He sucked and grabbed my thighs bruisingly as I tossed my head from side to side. I held myself on my tippy toes as it started to feel like too much too quickly. My climax was just inches away as he began to flick his tongue faster and suck just a little hard. I tossed and cried out as I was seeing stars. I opened my eyes just enough to see him. He seemed to enjoy it more than I did. I whined as I tried to pull from the chains. But not to escape. If I was gonna die, I was gonna fucking enjoy this. I moaned loudly and felt on top of the world, till I climaxed. I felt my body convulse, soaking him, and collapsed falling against the wall.

He pulled his head back and looked up at me, his brown eyes piercing my body. His chin was dripping as he licked his lips and I felt my body pulsate. This man was a fucking wet dream, oh god. He let go of my thigh before unshackling my legs. My legs felt like jello. He got up and towered over me before he leaned into my body and killed me furiously. His mouth tasted slightly salty and almost minty. I leaned into him as he undid the chains over my head. My hands dropped to his shoulders as I used him to support my weight.

He pulled back and started to walk me to the table, which was a knife to the side of it. He sat me on the table and bent down in front of me. I snatched the small knife up but hesitated. He didn't do anything to hurt me... he never really did unless for pleasure. He pulled an ace wrap from underneath and began to wrap my ankles. He was... being so sweet to me... I put my hand out to him and he seemed to flinch slightly as I brushed my palm to the side of his face. He looked up at me... he was so sweet, he didn't have to wrap my foot. I smiled as he looked at my ripped blouse and looked apologetic. He grabbed a massive shirt and tugged it over my body.

He smiled... oh my god his smile.. he has a dimple... I bent towards him all fear fleeing my body, I'd never had someone care for me like this. I smiled and put the knife down carefully. I don't know why I tried to hide from him. He must have seen my realization because he spoke to my soul. "I'm not gonna hurt you, Pretty girl." My heart tugged and I smiled at him.

Then I felt it. A hot sticky liquid sprayed over my body. But not white. Red. Dark, Red. I looked to see him look blankly before he fell to the ground.. and behind him was the scariest, tallest, faceless man I'd ever seen. He had teeth razor fucking sharp and was coated in blood... He was like the grim reaper...And he... just killed my monster.