Page 54 of Trick or Treat

Nixon supports her legs while Saint drapes a shirt over her perfect body... for the time being.

“We’re only getting started. Now you’re ours, baby,” I tell her, leaning down to retake her mouth.

She tries to squirm, but the guys keep her firmly anchored to the bed. I squeeze her cheeks and force my tongue down her throat.

Scarlett

My darkest nightmare has come true. The four masked men who have been tormenting me all year stare down at me, cowardly hiding behindtheir masks, despite the fact that I know who they are. Even so, I can’t stop the flood of desire that rushes between my thighs as my clit throbs, remembering Blade fucking me just moments before.

How can someone so vile make you feel so good? It’s incomprehensible.

They dress me and step back from the bed, giving me a little breathing room. The music is still playing in the background, almost taunting me, but no one else's voice can be heard.

“Get the fuck up, trouble. It’s time to go,” Silver says, comfortably holding a knife in front of him.

As I focus my attention on the four of them, I notice that they are all holding knives and are dripping with blood. I sit up, slowly swinging my shaky legs over the edge of the bed, hoping not to collapse when I try to stand. Sensing that I’m taking too long, I try to hurry but end up falling to the floor and catching myself with my hands. Red circles the bed, reaching down and snaking his hand through my hair.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Grabbing a handful of it, he pulls me to my feet, a firm grip on my hair, tears pricking the corners of my eyes as I’m dragged to the door.

Trying to ignore the knife in his other hand, I raise my knee and slam it into his crotch, causing him to hunch over in pain.I probably shouldn’t have done that, but I need to get out of here.I frantically open my door and flee, hoping to get away from them. But what I wasn’t expecting were bodies to be strewn about my apartment.

As I run for my life while being blinded by flashing lights and loud music, I find a shocking number of dead bodies and blood all over the place, which covers the walls, soaks into the carpets, and is smeared all over the windows.What the fucking fuck?

As I get closer to the front door, panic sets in, and I freeze. My entire body is in excruciating pain as the hair on my body stands on end and goosebumps cover my skin. I can feel their presence behind me, but despite having my hand on the doorknob, I just can’t bring myself to open it.

“Whereare you running off to, trouble?” Silver says slowly, creeping up behind me.

The point of a knife digs into the back of my neck, slowly dragging down my back against my spine, causing a violent shiver to wrack my body.

“You can fucking run all you want, but you know we’re going to fucking catch you,” Black says, reaching out and clutching my hips, pulling my body back against his.

I shudder as I feel his hard cock pressing against my ass. Both pleasure and fear swirl inside of me, perplexing me and leaving me unsure of how I should feel right now.Are they going to kill me? Or is this just some kind of sick, twisted game they want to play that turns them on?I think to myself as he runs his knife down the front of my body before bringing it up and pressing the edge against my throat.

He roughly grabs my jaw and turns my head so our eyes meet, causing my body to shake uncontrollably in his embrace, despite the fact that I was as comfortable as I could be hours before. Suddenly, an enraged Red charges at me, his knife raised above his head. He snatches my throat from Black, slamming me against the door and squeezing until I cannot breathe.

“You think that little fucking stunt back there was fucking funny, little fucking brat? Kicking me in my fucking balls?” he growls in a commanding tone that makes me tremble, my gaze fixed on the knife as he forces the tip of the knife into my mouth and pushes it inside.

I try to remain as still as possible, afraid that the slightest movement will cut me. Toying with me, he swipes the blade across my tongue, making me think he is going to cut me.

“Let’s see who’s laughing when we’re fucking finished with your ass.” He presses the knife further between my lips until the sharp point touches the back of my throat, my eyes widening in terror as the familiar taste of blood trickles down my throat.He fucking cut my throat!

“That’s fucking enough, Red,” Black shouts, ordering him to stop.

Red reluctantly lets me go, sliding the knife out of my mouth and releasing my throat, leaving me a trembling shell against my front door. Black approaches me, cupping my cheek and looking longingly into my eyes. His eyes soften, and I almost fall for this side of him for a split second, but then I remember everything they have done, including the fucking bloodbath in my apartment, and nausea creeps up my throat, but I force it down, not wanting them to see me sick.

“Don’t fucking worry about a thing, sinner. We’re not going to hurt you. We’re going to make you feel so fucking good.I promise.”He cups my pussy and rubs his palm against it, forcing my body to betray me in every fucking way imaginable.

White reaches behind me and pushes me into the hall, causing me to stumble backwards and almost lose my footing. "This is your chance to flee, sinner... But I’mwarningyou now; you getonefucking chance to get away.”

They follow me into the hall, but stop as I start walking backwards, hoping to get away from them.

“What’s that supposed to mean? How the fuck am I supposed to get away from you?” Tears stream from my eyes as I inch closer to the door, hoping to make a break for it without being caught.Wishful thinking, Scarlett.

"You have such a filthy fucking mouth, trouble. But don’t worry, we’ll fix that, won’t we, boys?” Silver says, grinning beneath his shiny mask.

“Oh, we sure the fuck will,” White says, twirling his knife around, the blade gleaming brightly and catching my attention.

“If I were you, sinner, I’d start running... cus once we catch you, you’re fucking ours forgood, and we’reneverletting you go.”

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