Page 4 of All Your Pain

“Want to have some fun?” the man asks, twirling the blood soaked blade in his fingers. Each time he speaks it’s like my insides are tangling themselves in knots. I scramble to my feet, grabbing my bag and holding the strap tight to my shoulder.

Why the hell am I not running?My body is completely frozen even though my insides are burning up.

I try to register what he’s saying but my head is woozy and it’s getting harder to breathe.

He steps towards me, the knife loose at his side. “I can fuck you right here in their blood before I kill youoryou can run. Your choice, but I do have one condition.” He’s so close now, his breath fans my face and I can smell the tang of coppery blood mixed with something else on him.

I hold my breath trying not to breathe any of him in.

“You have to scream for me, no matter what. So what’ll it be, little kitten?”

Run.

Scream.

Those are the only words that seem to register in my brain. The most basic instincts that my lizard brain latches on to. I need to run and I can’t stop the scream that erupts out of me, tearing its way from my throat.

The man’s eyes widen and his nostrils flare like he can smell my fear.

My body starts to finally listen to me and I’m moving away from him, running back where I came from. My legs move as fast as they can but my bag keeps slipping from my shoulder. I try to keep hold of it, the little that I own is in this bag and I don’t want to let it go. But if I don’t I might lose my life. It’s an easy decision in the end. A small sacrifice to get me through the night alive.

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DEAN

Just when I was starting to feel like I’d die of boredom, she appeared.

A little stray, lurking around the corner watching me with big, curious eyes. Her tiny gasp is what gave her away.

I thought she’d scream or run but her eyes were glued to me. She looked like she wanted to come straight over rather than flee in terror.

Her outfit was such a vast contrast to my all black attire, her's was sweet andcute.A light purple hoodie zipped up concealing her from me but tight enough to show off her curves and light blue jeans that hugged what looked like soft thighs perfectly. I’ve never considered anything cute before. Never payed any attention to a person's outfit but there's something about her that piqued my interest.

When she realized what I’d been doing, her big brown eyes grew even wider, the moonlight pooling into them and catching me in their depths. Her little chin was trembling in fear as she tried to keep quiet but too late for that, little kitten, you’ve already caught my attention.

It was her screams that were the final nail in her coffin. They bounced off the walls and rang beautifully in my ears. I can still hear the echo of them now as I chase after her. Finishing my job can wait for now, there’s no chance I’m missing out onher.

I give her a head start and watch until she runs out of view then I sprint after her. Plenty of my targets run from me and most put up a fight when they’re not caught off guard but this doesn't feel anything like that.

My cock’s straining against my zipper, it’s been hard ever since I saw her. With each stride it rubs against the material and heightens my senses.

Fuck, I’m going to be inside her before the night's over. I need to feel her pussy choking my cock before I kill her.

When I catch up to her she’s slowed down to drop her bag and I can hear her panting breaths. Just a few more steps and she’s mine. I vault over the bag and the sound of my boots hitting the ground makes her let out a small scream, just for me.

She looks back, her eyes wide with fear and she tries to push forward away from me but it’s too late. I already have her.

My arms wrap around her, pinning hers to her sides and we tumble forwards. With one hand I grab her throat and hold her close to my chest whilst I hold the other out in front, stopping her from smashing her face into the ground. It would be a shame to ruin such a pretty face before I’ve even seen what she looks like as she comes. Maybe I can ruin it myself by covering it in come. There are just so many things I could do to her before I dispose of her. So much fun to be had.

I can feel her pulse against my fingertips as I hold her throat tightly, an erratic beat that makes my cock twitch. I let go just enough to roll her onto her back. She’s breathless as she stares up at me, her eyes frozen wide open and fixed on me.

“Caught you,” I say through a breath, all traces of my arrogance gone for a brief second as I just take her in. Herchestnut hair splays wildly around her head, I brush a strand of it off her face and her lips part as she shivers. Her dark brown eyes shine with tears that have streaked her soft, round cheeks.

I can’t help myself.

I lean even closer and drag my tongue up her cheek tasting the saltiness of her skin. “You’re meant to be screaming for me, little kitten.” She’s clearly frightened but there’s something else going on beneath the surface. I want to cut into her to find out exactly what it is but there’s no time for that here.

I should just fuck and kill her now then I can dump her body on my way home but I don’t want our night to be over so quickly. For some reason one quick fuck doesn’t feel like enough.

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