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2:55 am

“Like the old saying goes nothing really good happens around three in the morning. Something about it being the witching hour, but I don't believe that much. Do you?” Dallon held a normal conversation with his current ‘guest’ as he secured her to the table. Just because he’s a killer doesn't mean he’s anything less of a gentleman.

“Please don't hurt me!” The girl screamed loudly. Tears were streaming down her face. He had found her in a stripclub. Dallon was a happily married man, but places like nightclubs and strip joints made for easy targets to pick up new ‘guests’.

“Tsk tsk tsk, let's not do that sweetie cause then someone might hear us. And it's too late to be waking up everyone.” Dallon smiled as he wiped her tears. She continued to scream and cry for her life. Dallon only rolled his eyes. His patience was wearing thin as she pleaded over and over again. “I WANT SILENCE NOW!” He roared as he snatched her face in his hand. She jumped at the sudden action, her voice caught in her throat.

“Good girl.” Dallon smiled again at his obedient ‘guest’. He adjusted a spreader in her mouth to prevent her from closing it as well as muffling her voice. “Now let's see how fast I can pull out all those pretty teeth before you black out.” He slid on some surgical gloves. One can never be too sterilized.

She screamed out gurgles and struggled against her restraints. Dallon laughed at her feeble attempts.

“Calm down. The fun has only just begun.” Dallon pulled out a pair of pliers. “You might want to take a deep breathe now.” He clamp the pliers on one of big front teeth. Dallon started to pull hard.

Snap.

The girl muffled screams echoed. Blood flew over Dallon’s face as she violently shook from the pain.

“That's one.” Dallon laughed, dropping the loose tooth in a glass jar. He clamp the pliers around another tooth, pulling hard again.

Snap.

The girl cried hard as she shook more.

“That's two.” Dallon hummed happily. He repeated the process until there was nothing left but bloody gums.

Her vision was blurry and she was barely responsive at this point, but still very much alive.

3:15 am

“Dal, honey are you down here?” Tyler yawned from the stairs.

“Yes baby,  just give me one minute and I'll be right there.” Dallon quickly wiped the girl’s blood from his face. He rushed to put the jar of teeth on a shelf and put his tools away. “Well play times over for now, sleep tight now.”  Dallon whispered and gagged her. With a kiss on her forehead, he switched off the lights and ran up to meet his husband.

“Dal what are you doing up so late?” Tyler rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

“Oh I was just putting the last touches on your birthday present for later on today. Sorry if I woke you up. ” Dallon kissed his cheek. “Let's go to bed.” He pulled Tyler up the basement steps.

“B-but I wanna see my gift baby.” Tyler perked up at the mention of presents. He always adored the things his darling husband gave him. Dallon sighed and continued to drag him back to bed. Ignoring Tyler’s whines to open his present now instead of later. He was bouncing like a kid on Christmas morning the whole way back to their bedroom. “Pretty please let me have it now, I mean it's technically already my birthday. Plus I'll make it worth your while if you do.” Tyler climbed on their bed and crawled seductively towards the tall brunette.