A manical laugh pours out of me as she recites the lord's prayer...in Spanish no less, very nice. I watch as my guys lay her down, removing her coat and tearing her shirt open down the middle.
Looking down at her I lick my lips at the site. Such...smooth, succulant skin. Keeping my eyes on her, I finish unbuttoning my shirt, and hand it to another lackey. I slowly unbuckle my belt and pull it out of its loops, as I open my pants.
"Now...my pet, let's see how loud I can get you to scream." Falling to my knees, I straddle her, and with one smooth motion, I tighten my belt around her wrists. The belt is tugged up so her arms are pulled over her head, and my hands move down her body. So soft.
My hardness begins to ache in my pants, and I need release now, more than ever. My fingers run lightly over her trembling stomach until they reach the top of her jeans, and with a hard tear, I rip them open and down, her flimsy panties go with it.
I sit back on my heels for a moment and take in the sight before me. "Anyone ever tell you that you have an...immaculate body, Sav?"
Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name; Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread; and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.
Amen, my body cries. I close my eyes. I close my ears. This is not happening. I just squish my body closer together into a tight little ball that no one can get at. I feel the rocks of the stony path against my back. I feel the freshly watered grass tickling my elbows.
And I repeat the prayer. Somewhere, softly... I hear the lullaby that my sister used to play for me.
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The lackey pulls harder at the belt as she tries to curl up to protect herself. There were already bloody welts around her wrists where the belt had tightened, and it was fantastic. "Open yous eyes Savannah," I said softly, slowly working my pants down.
She didn't comply. "Open your eyes bitch! Look at me!" I back handed her hard again. No more games. No more playing. Only pleasure...release...payment. Flattening her body with my own, I ran my hand up her bare thigh, over her core, up her stomach and to the little white bra that covered her.
My cock rested between her legs, poised and ready, and I spread her legs more with my body. My thumb looped under the center of her bra, and I simply tore it, then through it to the side. I reveled in the sight of her. Her naked trembling body made me throb with desire.
Eyes clouded by lust, I leaned in and sucked her nipple into my mouth, playing at it with my tongue. Then, all at once, I bit hard into her breast at the same exact time that I thrust hard and deep into her. Tasting her sweet life force, I drank from her as I drove into her, hard, deep, violently.
I screamed, crying hard as he... as he pushed himself inside of me. I was burning. My body was on fire and he was adding gasoline. I couldn't breath - my lungs caught aflame.
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I tighten. No one can come in. No one's here with me. It'll be over and... no one's here. I'll just burn up into nothing but ashes.
When she tightened around me, I let out a low growl and bit into her harder, tearing the flesh there, taking in as much of her life as I could. The tighter she becamse, the more I had to thrust.
My hand moved to rest on her throat, squeezing some to get her blood pumping more fiercely as I slammed into her. I could smell the blood, the smell grew stronger with every thrust.
Her screaming rang through my ears, and that, mixed with the tightness, and the taste of her, had me close to the edge already.
"Please, stop! God, please, just stop!" I can barely breathe with his hand around my neck. I can feel him tearing into me from the inside out.. and the outside in. I'm getting dizzy, really dizzy. I think I might pass out.
That's all it took to drive me over the edge. Her plea for me to stop, somewhere in the back of my head I was waiting for that. The amazing sounds of a girl's voice when she sobs.
With one, final, hard thrust, I come deep inside of her. Load after load, filling her. My pleasure is her pain. Just the way I like it. I lift my head form her breast, her blood dripping down my face, running over her, pooling on the ground.
I put back my human features before I kiss her hard, letting her taste herself, her essence as I have taken it. Just enough so that she'd live...but she'd live in terror everytime she walked at night. She'd live with anguish whenever she looked in the mirror at what I've done.
I take pride in knowing that I have just ruined this girl's life. Pulling out of her, I pull my pants back up, and smile down at her. "Now that was fun."
I let out a small whimper like sound when he tries to kiss me. I move my face from him, curling up close as I can. My hands are still tied. I feel naked and cold.
Hot tears begin to stream down my face as I tried to get up. I want to pick up the missing parts of me and leave.
Fun. He had fun.
I shivered at the cold as I ached inside. I didn't look up at him.
Nodding at the guy holding the belt, he let's up on it and pulls it from her wrists and hands it to me. I take the belt and slip it through the belt loops. They hand me back my shirt and I pull it on, leaving it open.
Moving over to her, I squat by her side, looking her over. My boys really did a number on that pretty face of hers. That's too bad. Snapping my fingers, they hand me my knife, and I play lightly with it.
"Now, young lady, I want you to deliver a message to your girlfriend. Tell her, that we're watching her, and we will find her and catch her." I spin the tip of the knife around on my finger tip.
"See, if you don't deliver the message, then next time we meet...you may not come out of this so easily." I raise my brows and smirk. "I hope you understand."
"Oh, and when you meet a girl by the name of...Buffy, tell her the Master is back, and he's almost ready to play."
"When do I get a chance at her boss?" I hear from behind me. Rolling my eyes, I pull a stake out of my boot and toss it, dusting him.
"Remember boys, she's my toy. You touch her, you're dust."
Looking down at her I lick my lips at the site. Such...smooth, succulant skin. Keeping my eyes on her, I finish unbuttoning my shirt, and hand it to another lackey. I slowly unbuckle my belt and pull it out of its loops, as I open my pants.
"Now...my pet, let's see how loud I can get you to scream." Falling to my knees, I straddle her, and with one smooth motion, I tighten my belt around her wrists. The belt is tugged up so her arms are pulled over her head, and my hands move down her body. So soft.
My hardness begins to ache in my pants, and I need release now, more than ever. My fingers run lightly over her trembling stomach until they reach the top of her jeans, and with a hard tear, I rip them open and down, her flimsy panties go with it.
I sit back on my heels for a moment and take in the sight before me. "Anyone ever tell you that you have an...immaculate body, Sav?"
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Amen, my body cries. I close my eyes. I close my ears. This is not happening. I just squish my body closer together into a tight little ball that no one can get at. I feel the rocks of the stony path against my back. I feel the freshly watered grass tickling my elbows.
And I repeat the prayer. Somewhere, softly... I hear the lullaby that my sister used to play for me.
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She didn't comply. "Open your eyes bitch! Look at me!" I back handed her hard again. No more games. No more playing. Only pleasure...release...payment. Flattening her body with my own, I ran my hand up her bare thigh, over her core, up her stomach and to the little white bra that covered her.
My cock rested between her legs, poised and ready, and I spread her legs more with my body. My thumb looped under the center of her bra, and I simply tore it, then through it to the side. I reveled in the sight of her. Her naked trembling body made me throb with desire.
Eyes clouded by lust, I leaned in and sucked her nipple into my mouth, playing at it with my tongue. Then, all at once, I bit hard into her breast at the same exact time that I thrust hard and deep into her. Tasting her sweet life force, I drank from her as I drove into her, hard, deep, violently.
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I tighten. No one can come in. No one's here with me. It'll be over and... no one's here. I'll just burn up into nothing but ashes.
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My hand moved to rest on her throat, squeezing some to get her blood pumping more fiercely as I slammed into her. I could smell the blood, the smell grew stronger with every thrust.
Her screaming rang through my ears, and that, mixed with the tightness, and the taste of her, had me close to the edge already.
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"Please, stop! God, please, just stop!" I can barely breathe with his hand around my neck. I can feel him tearing into me from the inside out.. and the outside in. I'm getting dizzy, really dizzy. I think I might pass out.
"Please... stop." I breathe.
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With one, final, hard thrust, I come deep inside of her. Load after load, filling her. My pleasure is her pain. Just the way I like it. I lift my head form her breast, her blood dripping down my face, running over her, pooling on the ground.
I put back my human features before I kiss her hard, letting her taste herself, her essence as I have taken it. Just enough so that she'd live...but she'd live in terror everytime she walked at night. She'd live with anguish whenever she looked in the mirror at what I've done.
I take pride in knowing that I have just ruined this girl's life. Pulling out of her, I pull my pants back up, and smile down at her. "Now that was fun."
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Hot tears begin to stream down my face as I tried to get up. I want to pick up the missing parts of me and leave.
Fun. He had fun.
I shivered at the cold as I ached inside. I didn't look up at him.
What now?
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Moving over to her, I squat by her side, looking her over. My boys really did a number on that pretty face of hers. That's too bad. Snapping my fingers, they hand me my knife, and I play lightly with it.
"Now, young lady, I want you to deliver a message to your girlfriend. Tell her, that we're watching her, and we will find her and catch her." I spin the tip of the knife around on my finger tip.
"See, if you don't deliver the message, then next time we meet...you may not come out of this so easily." I raise my brows and smirk. "I hope you understand."
"Oh, and when you meet a girl by the name of...Buffy, tell her the Master is back, and he's almost ready to play."
"When do I get a chance at her boss?" I hear from behind me. Rolling my eyes, I pull a stake out of my boot and toss it, dusting him.
"Remember boys, she's my toy. You touch her, you're dust."
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Tell Casey? This was about Casey? How could this be about her? She hasn't done anything.
And he's making more threats. More to scare me. I scramble to get my clothing, back close to me. My wrists burn against the ripped material.
"You won't touch Casey." I hiss, "Not you or your master." I know I'm just moments away from tears again.
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