Cabin of Darkness

Episode 1

"W-what d-do y-you w-want fr-from m-me?" I stammer, terrified, wondering what is going to happen to me.

"Whatever I say." He pulls me toward my bedroom and yanks off the towel, revealing my nakedness. I try to cover myself with my hand, but he laughs and yanks them away. "I want to see your gorgeous body. No need to be shy. Now sit down on the bed." I sit, blinking back the tears.

I so want to cover myself, but I don't want to anger him. I just want to survive the night. I am willing to do whatever filthy, despicable thing he wants to be able to wake up tomorrow.

He slides off his black turtleneck and sits down, slipping off his boots. "Come here, Holly." My head jerks up. He knows my name? Do I know him? Is he some creepy stalker that has been patiently waiting for this for months? "Now!" I scramble to my feet and walk over there quickly.

He positions me in front of him and stands. He brushes my cheek and plays with my hair. His large hands slide over my body. "Mmm, your skin is so silky." he whispers, sliding his hands over my breasts and pinching my nipples.

Suddenly, his mood changes. "Go to the bed." He barks and grabs a black bag that I have never seen before. Shaking, I lie on my back and for the first time in my life, I pray to God. Please, God, if you're out there, save me from this maniac. There would be no rescue, no one to save me.

He bound my hands and feet to the posters of the bed with zip ties, never taking off his mask or gloves. He places his black bag beside my body and leans over. "Scream all you want, no one can hear except me. And I love to hear your fear, just like I can smell it." He whispers, tormenting me. I know he is right. The cabin is far back in the woods, with plenty of privacy, just like Alex and I had wanted.

My train of thought is broken when I see him put a gleaming hunting knife from his bag. "I bought it just for this occasion, dear. A beautiful woman like you needs beautiful, expensive toys." He fiddles with the knife, sliding his finger teasingly over the sharpness of the blade. "You ready to play, doll?" He asks with a deadly smile in his voice.

"Please, no," I whisper-beg, "You don't have to do this. I never did anything to you. You don't have to hurt me."

"You are quite wrong, Holly. This is our destiny. Someone must punish you. And it is my job." He laughs and raises the knife. I scream as he slices X marks across each of my breasts. He slides the blade down my abdomen, just barely scratching it, and caresses my thighs with the knife. My screams and begging are to no avail, instead, they seem to encourage him. He pauses for a second and looks at me. "Are you ready for your grand finale?"

"What?" I am entirely confused. He laughs, "You'll see."

He raises the knife and plunges it into my vagina. The pain is so bad, I can't scream, I can't even breathe. And then he begins twisting it, and sliding it in and out. I want him to stop, but words won't come, I am too weak. I can feel blood pouring out of my body. My vision is growing dark, I know this is the end. I love you, Alex is the last thought I can process before everything is gone.

XXX Killer XXX

I look at tonight's work. Holly really is my masterpiece. Even in death, she is so beautiful. And the blood flowing from her nethers is seriously giving me a hard on. Damnit, I need to get control of myself. I must not mess this artwork up. I chide myself as I dip my gloved index finger in the pool of blood. With her blood, I write on the wall: Beautiful out, beautiful in. Who would have thought that Beauty would pay for Beast's sin?

I carefully clean up my supplies and place everything back in my black bag. To finish my job, I take two trophies. The ring on her right hand and a lock of her beautiful chestnut hair. I peel off my latex gloves, tossing them into the bag, and don on a pair of leather gloves before leaving the cabin.