Page 33 of Fractured

Ravenmaster: You’ve forgotten rule number three. No telling anyone.

Raven: That’s a different story. I had to tell Vander so he could help get rid of the evidence I left behind.

Ravenmaster: Ah, yes! And that brings me to the sixth rule of killing: Don’t leave a body behind to be found.

He sends me a couple of pictures of Scott’s body being fed to several pigs. Each one shows less of his body remaining until it’s completely eaten. The last picture is of the pimp being dumped in a barrel full of chemicals. I’m sure it means his body will be dissolved into unidentifiable goop.

Raven: Fuck, that’s hot.

Ravenmaster: You getting turned on by me getting rid of the men you kill? Tell me, Raven, is your pussy wet for me? No. Better yet show me.

I can’t be certain if I was already turned on or not, but after reading his text, I am now. My nipples pebble and I drop the towel, showing every inch of myself to him as I trail my fingers down my body until I’m touching between my thighs. Dipping two fingers into my opening, I gather the wetness and spread it around my clit. Angling my body so the light reflects making my cunt appear even more slick, I snap a photo and send it to my naughty stalker. He’s such a flirtatious tease.

Ravenmaster: Good girl. Now I want you to reach into that side drawer and grab your favorite dildo.

Raven: This one?

I send another picture. This time, it's me licking the length of said dildo.

Ravenmaster: That’s it, Raven. Show me what you want to do to my cock. I’m watching, so give me your best show.

A grin spreads across my face as I open the selfie camera on my phone. I know he’s already watching through the lens, but I want to know exactly what he sees. This way, I can control the angles I’m giving him. Setting my phone against my side lamp, I move to the middle of my bed and sit where the frame of the camera can see all of me.

Staring into the camera, l bring the fake cock up to my lips and lick up the length again. When I reach the tip, my tongue swirls around it before flicking rapidly against the underside of the head. Smiling at the camera, I can feel his eyes on me, watching my every move. My lips close around the head and I swallow its length. Even though he can’t see me, or feel it, I flick my tongue side to side as I run up and down the length. I won’t go halfway with putting on this show.

I tilt my head back so he can have a clear view of the thick length sliding into my throat, and when I need a deep breath, I slide the whole thing from my mouth while keeping my head back. Spit clings to the tip of the cock as I hold it up to my mouth, showing the camera how deep I swallowed it.

A chirp sounds with an incoming text, so I lean forward, closing the distance between me and the phone. Putting my weight on my arms, I squeeze my tits together in an enticing show. Before I can reach for the phone to check the message, the screen splits, showing my image on half and my texts on the other. Such a thoughtful stalker.

Ravenmaster: You look so good choking down my dick. I want to see your other lips sliding along my length now.

Moving the toy between my legs, I slide it against my lips, adding even more wetness to it, then bring the tip to rub back and forth against my clit. My legs spread even wider so he can have a better view, and then I slap the tip of the cock against my clit over and over. The sting each time they meet brings zipping pleasure that travels along my spine. He did say to show him what I’d like to do with his cock. I alternate between using the head to slap my clit and rub it back and forth, building up an orgasm to make this show a true hit.

Ravenmaster: Now fill your tight pussy with my fat cock. I want you to slide it in nice and slow.

I do what he wants and move the head to my opening, sliding it in inch by inch, until my hand holding its base meets my lips. My eyes don’t leave the screen as I bite my bottom lip and slide up the length. The positioning is all awkward to be putting on a show, and suddenly, I’m hit with the perfect solution.

Without saying anything, I hold up a finger, telling my audience of one that I’ll be right back. It only takes a moment to find the sand-filled plastic box. The edges are slanted at different angles and it weighs just enough to stay stationary. I set it on the bed and lick the suction cup on the base of the dildo before pressing it on the side of the box with my favorite angle. It tilts the dildo to slide along my G-spot just right.

I get back on the bed and straddle the box before sinking down on the cock once more. This time, I’m able to use both hands to rub against my body. Trailing fingertips along my inner thighs, abs, tits, and neck, I perform for my stalker. My hips gyrate in a slow rhythm, matching the beat I play in my head. I slide my eyes shut and tilt my head back, allowing my hands to travel to my nipples.

A low moan escapes as I tweak the little nubs, pinching, pulling, and twisting, until they scream for a warm mouth to close around them. My hips speed up their thrusting as my whole body lights up. The chirp pulls my attention and I read my next instructions.

Ravenmaster: Play with your clit like a good girl, and tell me when you’re close.

Smirking, I run my hands down my body, keeping up with my performance. It’s as much a tease for myself as it is for him. I hope he’s recording this so he can watch me over and over. My hands run down to my knees before coming to rest on my apex. I use one hand to spread myself open, giving him a good view of my cunt stretched around “his cock,” while the other moves to the nub of nerves just above it.

I revel in the thought of his eyes glued to my cunt. It takes a moment, but I find the perfect speed to ride the cock while rubbing circles around my clit. Pleasure builds even more as I try to imagine it really is my mystery man beneath me, commanding me to fuck myself on him. My nipples are still tingling from my abuse and I pause my rubbing to gather wetness to rub across them. The cold air conditioning instantly sends a chill into the hard points.

A small whimper climbs up my throat, cueing my release is imminent. Once more, I stare at the camera, but instead of seeing the phone, I stare through it as if I’m looking deep into his eyes. “I’m so close. It’s almost here. Tell me your name so I can scream it as I come all over your cock,” I insist.

Ravenmaster: Freeze.

His command has me paused halfway down the cock and I blink my eyes in disbelief. I had hoped that clearing some of the lust haze from my vision would help change the single word in the portion of my screen showing the texts, but it didn’t. I let out a groan of dismay. My cunt quivers around the cock, squeezing it, but unable to push itself over the edge into bliss.

“Why?” I question him.

Ravenmaster: You’ve been naughty and denying you an orgasm is the best way I can punish you from here.

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