Fun with Mike PurpleGuy Vincent POV

Part 4

After she'd come back, we walked to the room. I threw $500 onto the bed and took off my shirt. "Half now, half when we're done" I growled. She picked up the money, thumbing through it - making sure it was as much as I'd said. She put it in her purse and started taking her shoes off. "You're that guy, aren't you?" she said, already knowing the answer. "What guy?" I knew what she was going to say, but I wanted to hear it anyway. "Some of the other girls have talked about you. One of them said you fucked her up so bad she had to go to the hospital..." she said, avoiding eye contact. I smirked "Yeah. And you already knew what would be happening. Like I said, no complaining. And if you call the cops after - I'll fucking kill you". She looked scared now, but this whore wasn't about to turn down money. "Take off your clothes and get in the shower" I commanded. Once I heard the water turn out I undressed the rest of the way.

I carried my pants into the bathroom, hanging them on the towel rack.. Just in case I need my knife. I stepped into the shower with her and she ran her hands up my chest to my shoulders. She started to lean in to kiss me but I wrapped my hand around some of her hair and spun her around the other way, slamming her head against the shower tiles. She screamed in pain and I leaned down letting my lips graze the skin on her back before sinking my teeth into her soft skin. She whimpered so I bit harder. She started to scream loudly now so I spun her around to face me and wrapped a hand around her neck. "Shut the fuck up" I sneered at her. Her eyes wide with terror I squeezed her neck lightly. I reached out of the shower, grabbing my knife from my pants and then held it in front of her face. She attempted to shake her head no but I pressed the blade of the knife against her lips. "We had a deal. I won't kill you.. as long as you don't try to run" I grinned.

Keeping one hand firmly wrapped around her neck I started pressing the knife against her arm, dragging it down to her elbow making a cut. Not too deep. Not enough to kill her anyway. I forced my way into her, her placing her legs around my waste to help support her weight - If not she would only be held up by my hand which was squeezing her neck harder now. I placed another cut on her from her hip to her knee as I began moving. With every movement her head slammed against the tiles hard enough that she could feel blood running down her neck and back. I was squeezing her knew so tightly now that she couldn't breathe and began to lightly pull at my hand, too scared to really fight at all. I bit her chest - hard, drawing blood. I pushed the knife into her side lightly. I groaned deeply, getting mine and pushing the knife into her just a little more. I removed the knife and let go of her neck as she slowly slid to the shower floor, scared out of her mind. I chuckled and turned around, washing the blood from my knife and anywhere that it may be on my body hearing her gasping and coughing.

I got out of the shower, grabbing my pants and walked to one of the beds. I began getting dressed, not worried about drying myself off. She slowly walked out of the bathroom doorway, gripping a towel she'd put around her. I growled slightly as I pulled out another $500 and threw it at her, the bills falling all about the floor. I finished dressing myself and putting my boots on "Remember, if you value your life in the least.. NO cops". She rubbed her neck where a large bruise was already forming. I walked out of the room, returning to my car. I rubbed my forehead before starting the car and driving away. I decided to stop by a bar. It was only 9PM and I had nothing better to do. I walked in, ordering a shot of rum and slamming it back. I held up a finger, letting the bartender know to give me another. I heard a familiar giggle come from a booth in the back of the bar. I turned leaning back on the counter as I watched her laughing with some of her friends from work. She hadn't noticed me yet. I took my next shot, getting another before strolling over to her table.

"May I join you lovely ladies~?" I ask, smiling. "OH! VINNY! Yeah, sit by me" she beamed, scooting over in the booth to make room. Her friends began making sure their hair was in place, stealing glances of me. "I was sure all of you were too young to drink" I grinned. They all giggled and one said "The bartender is my brother, so we don't get carded here". "Well, cheers~!" I said, raising my shot-glass before drinking it. "I... I like your car" one of the friends peeped from the other side of my target. "Yeah? Well maybe I'll take you for a ride sometime~" I smirked. A waiter came around and I ordered all of them another round of whatever fruity drinks they had, and another two shots for me. We made small-talk, me being as charming as ever. Closing time came and I followed the group of girls as they stumbled out of the bar. "I've gotta get home. I have a date in a few hours" she slurred. "I'll take you home~" I said in a low voice. She was so drunk she could barely stand still without wobbling. "Vinny... you're so nice" she leaned on my side, almost falling over. She waved at her friends as I put her in my car.

She rambled on about bullshit all the way to my house, too drunk to realize where we were. I helped her out of the car and placed a hand around her waist. She stumbled up my steps, me being the only thing to keep her from falling. I walked her inside, to my bedroom and let her fall onto my bed. Waiting for her to pass out I walked to the kitchen, cleaning up the mess left from that morning. I went back to check on her, seeing her breathing steadily. I pushed on one of her shoulders, making sure she was out cold and grinned widely when there was no reaction. I undressed her and started doing as I pleased. Taking my time, leaving small bite marks and bruises all over her. Making sure some would be visible on her neck. Once I was satisfied I rolled to the other side of my bed. I decided to get a nap while I waited on her to wake up so we could continue the game.