Short Stories

Willow Tree

Slamming my door open with my foot, I drag you in behind me. A gasp escaping your throat as I grab your hips and throw you onto my bed.

"Take off your fucking clothes Nivara"

I stand seething by the door, my eyes black with rage as I cross my arms against my chest. Rage still pouring from my features, with one swift move my pants and boots are off and I begin to stalk towards where you are on my bed. My hand coming down to palm my throbbing member through my underwear as my eyes never leave yours. My face stone as I approach you. I watch as you carefully take a few steps towards me, placing your hand on my chest. My heartbeat thumps with every exhale I take. I grab your wrist from my chest and place it over my cock. Making you feel the problem you have caused.

"I will kill him if he touches you again."

I breathe out in a sinister tone as I spin you and slam your chest into the bed. My fingers intertwine in your hair as I pull my cock out of my underwear. Pumping down the shaft I line up with your entrance and slam into you. Your ankles crossed as you are bent over the bed. Every ounce of rage I have pouring into you, with every brutal thrust, my fingers digging into your hip. I bring my hand up and slam back down on your ass, over and over and over again until it is bright red. Hearing the sobs choking from your lips as you beg me.

"You. Belong. To. Me."

I grunt with every syllable, my hips ramming into you at the same pace. Feeding every ounce of energy I have, every menacing emotion into you. Your screams echoing off the walls of my bedroom and the open door

"Maybe I need to put a fucking reminder on you to any one of who you fucking belong to."

I reach into my vest pocket and pull out the pocketknife and flip you over. Continuing to ram my cock into you I watch the tears fall down your face after every sob and scream. Leaning down so that my head is at your chest, I place a kiss above your left breast, choosing the spot I will leave my mark on you forever.

"Now no one will ever question it again."

I begin to sink the blade into your flesh, carving out the letters. The bitter screams of your pain as I watch the blood trickle from your chest puts a sadistic smile on my face. A deep groan erupts from my throat as I finish and lean back to look at my art. "MANSON" is inscribed over your left breast. Leaning back down I press my tongue into the newly mard skin making a scream erupt from you once again. I look up at you, my mouth now covered in your blood, with a demonic smile. My hip begin back at the murderous pace as my hands dig back into your hips.

AN HOUR LATER

I carry her back to my bed after I showered her and cleaned up the new scar. I put on a pair of sweatpants and sat on the bench in front of the floor to ceiling windows in my room. My mind racing, flashbacks consuming my eyes. I lean over and press my hands against my face trying to get them to calm down and come back to reality.

I pick Nivi up off my bed and walk over to her room and place her down softly on her bed. Kissing her forehead and pulling the covers up over her. Quietly I walk back down the hall to my room.

Once I get back to my room, I lock my door and begin to pace the room. My mind racing, I continually press my hands to my eyes trying to make the thoughts stop. Anger coursing through my veins as I pick up an end table and throw it across the room. Tearing apart anything I can get my hands on. Complete chaos ensues as my entire world comes crashing down on me. Flashbacks of seeing her tied to that bed, malnourished and tormented. The hollow look in her eyes as they met mine. The hatred and betrayal haunting her as tears poured down her face.