The Seductive Slicer

III

•Friday - Midnight•

In a room with dim lighting, the sound of grunts echoed in the vicinity. The sound of pleasure is what she goes for. Only because she knows that she has them exactly where she wants them.

Some may consider this as hoing because it's always a different victim-I mean...different man. But, to her...it's a way of life. It's a way of getting all that she needs. And she gets away with it.

The more that he's feeling pleased, the more he grips onto her hair. As she looks into his eyes, she can tell it's about that time.

Once he's completely satisfied, he has a huge smile on his face. She smiles back and comes up to kiss his cheek.

"That was amazing." He said with a smile

She looks into his eyes with a sense of seduction. And he's completely drawn in by her eyes.

"If that amazes you, you'd be surprised as to what else...I can do to you. So, go hop in the shower. When you're done, meet me down here. I have a surprise for you. Come down in only your towel." She says with a convincing smile showing her pearly white teeth.

She kisses his neck as she moves back. He stands up and walks away as he looks back at her. He is highly intrigued by this woman. He has never had anyone like her...of such...in his home!

He was in love with her beauty. And he was very satisfied with the satisfaction of which she gave. So he tried his best to hurry back downstairs.

When she hears the bedroom door close, she does a little bit of preparation for herself.

She uses the downstairs guest room to get ready. She takes out all that she needs then showers to freshen up. After she's done, she walks towards the bed and looks at her outfit of choice.

She loves this specific outfit because it shows off her curves. As she finishes dressing herself, she puts her hair into a bun so her hair won't be left behind. The very last thing she does is put on her leather black, fitted gloves.

She puts all of her belongings into her Louis Vuitton duffel bag, then hears a champagne bottle open. A smirks comes across her face.

She slowly walks out of the room. Satisfied to see that he did exactly as told. She plays the song she had on pause.

As Rocket plays through the house, she slowly walks towards him. He turns around at the sound coming from her knee high, stiletto, red bottom boots.

She stands in front of him and he grabs onto her hips. But, she smacks his hand away.

"No touching..."

He slowly puts his hands down turned on by what she did. When she pulls the handcuffs from behind her back, he gets a little excited.

"Kinky I see..." He says excitedly

"Oh, yes. Very kinky..."

She stands him up and turns him around. She cuffs him then rubs her hands down his stomach. When she gets low enough, she can feel that he is as hard as rock.

She snatched his towel off and gently shoved him on the couch. He smiles at the fact of what he thinks it's leading too.

She walks behind the couch and grabs the remote to turn up the radio. When it's up to its maximum volume, she wraps her arms around him and kisses on his neck.

"Close your eyes. Don't....open them..." She says in her ears

He closes his eyes. She quickly twist the towel and wraps it around his neck.

He's quickly squirming around trying to get away. But, her grip was too tight for him to escape. She pulls back on the towel causing his face to change into a bright red.

She pulls out her knife and stabs him.

He slowly stops moving. Once his body became limp, she removed the towel and the knife from his body. He slumped over and she turned off the radio.

She goes into the guest bedroom and gathers her belongings. She washes the towels she used then nonchalantly walks upstairs heading to his bedroom to kill time as the towels washed.

She looks around and notice his closet. She walks in and goes through his jewelry. A diamond ring catches her eye. She grabs it then walks back into the room to then see his wallet.

She grabs it from the night stand and goes back downstairs. She goes into the wash room and puts the towels in the dryer.

She walks back over to the couch. She reaches in her bag to grab her favorite perfume and to grab a rose. She sprays her favorite scent of perfume on her body. Then on the black rose.

She then grabs a pen writing a simple note leaving it on the table in her lovely cursive writing:

From yours truly,
The Seductive Slicer