Page 12 of Stalking Christmas

I discard the blade next to her on the bed, as I lean forwards and slip my tongue along the surface of her flesh, licking one pussy lip, and then the other, before my fingers spread her open for me so that I can feast. My tongue snakes out, licking at her clit, and then down to her entrance before I thrust it inside of her. I fuck her with my tongue, pushing as far as I can inside of her tight, warm heat while my thumb strokes her hard, little nub in time with my thrusts. I pull away from her cunt with a moan, and sink my hands below her thick asscheeks, until I can tilt herpelvis upwards so I can reach every part of her, as my tongue licks and sucks her from her clit down to her puckered hole. A gargled noise escapes her, and brings a vicious smile to my lips. She’s enjoying my touch and the way I’m eating her cunt. I wonder what sweet noises she would make if I stabbed her with my blade, while I shoved my cock down her throat. Fuck, that sounds like heaven.

My fingers spread her cheeks open, allowing me to thrust my tongue inside of her asshole, and I simultaneously plunge my middle finger inside her pussy. Her core grips my digit as her asshole tightens around my tongue. Her heady taste fills my mouth, and her smell drives my nose crazy. The feel of her soft skin under my grasp overstimulates me, until my cock is dripping steady drops of precum inside the constraint of my pants. I switch my hold, pulling my finger from inside of her pussy and plunging two inside of her ass, as my tongue thrusts in and out of her cunt with abandonment. I can’t get enough, she’s the sweetest dessert I’ve ever consumed.

Her whole body tightens, the muscles in her core compressing and bearing down on my fingers and tongue, as a gush of her cum fills my mouth and soaks the bed below her. Her breathing is harsh to my ears, and the sound promises me fond memories of tonight. The first of many nights I will have her to myself. I withdraw my fingers from her ass and pull back, pushing my mask back down over my face. The smell and taste of her pussy instantly covers the interior of the mask, and quickly becomes my favorite scent. I rise so that I can stare at her expression, forcing her shirt back down on her chest, as I push the fingers that were inside of her ass into her mouth, and coat her tongue in her taste. “Mylittle temptation, you cum so beautifully. Taste yourself, taste how fucking amazing your sexy ass is. I can’t wait until you take my cock inside that tight hole.“ I force my fingers to the back of her throat until she makes a choking sound, andI pull back as saliva coats her mouth and chin, and more tears slide from her pretty eyes. “We’ll have to work on training your throat; my cock is substantially larger than my fingers, and you will have to take me down your tight throat, my beauty.”

I get a glimpse of the fading darkness through her broken blinds. I’m rapidly running out of night, and I hate that my time with her will be so short, but in just a few hours, if everything goes according to plan, I will have her forever. My personal sex slave, to do what I wish, when I wish. When I get tired of her, I’ll just dispose of her like I have all the others. A part of my mind calls me a liar. There is something different about Chrissy; she’s not, and will never be, like the others. The thought of not having her makes my stomach clench, and a bout of nausea rise, but I push all of those thoughts down.

I stand up, unbuttoning my pants and pulling down my zipper, as her eyes dart to the side to watch me pull out my cock. I wonder how terrified she is right now. I have a feeling that if she wasn’t sedated, she would be fighting me with everything she has, and I would be immensely enjoying her bloodying me. “I have no way of tying you down on this shitty bed that doesn’t even have a headboard, so this was the closest I could come to fulfilling your fantasy for the moment, mysweet little temptation, but soon I’ll give you everything you dream about.“ My cock bobs in front of me, long, thick, and painfully engorged, despite how many times I’ve already fucked my hand to thoughts of her tonight. “You want to be ravished, used, and taken against your will; that’s what you dream about. Those are the thoughts you fuck your fingers and your dildo to, right here in this bed, isn’t that right?”

I reach over, slide open her bedside drawer, and pull out the large, bright pink rabbit vibrator she has. I hit the button, and the mechanical vibrations are the only other sound in the room besides our breathing. “As much as I want inside of you, mypretty girl, this will have to do for now. When I have you, and I will have you, Chrissy, I want to spend hours buried deep inside of you, and take my time stretching all your holes while you scream for me.”

My hand with the vibrator moves over her breasts, then down her stomach, until I press it against her clit. I use her wetness to lube the rounded end before thrusting it inside her tight hole, ensuring the protruding part sits snugly against her nub. Once I have it buried as far as it will go, I release my hold, forcing her legs to close tightly and then flip her over, until her asscheeks are meeting my hungry eyes. I force my eyes away from her creamy flesh and glance at her face, adjusting her so that she can still breathe, and her hair isn’t blocking her view. I climb up on the bed, the light catching the glint of metal on my Jacob’s ladder as I straddle the back of her legs, adding weight down on top of her, as the vibrator forces her body to endure the pleasure, and the torture, all at once.

My eyes catch sight of the abandoned blade, and a smirk lifts the corners of my mouth. I wrap my fingers around the handle, that is covered in her scent, and trail the blade down one asscheek and then the other, leaving behind the presence of shallow cuts, and beads of crimson in my wake. Her blood is stunning, as it runs in tiny rivulets down the round globes of her cheeks, and paints a macabre abstract painting along her skin, only to meet her light sheets. “Soon, my sweet, I will carve my name into your flesh as a reminder to you, and anyone who dares look at you, exactly who you belong to. You want that, don’t you, my naughty girl? You want to belong to me.” The lack of an answer frustrates me; I want to hear her voice pleading with me. I want to hear the timber of terror in her screams.

I drop the blade at her side, as my hand raises the mask just enough that my mouth is uncovered as my hands grip her asscheeks, pulling them apart, and I hawk up some spit and letit fall into her crack. I do it again, observing as it slides over her puckered hole, and pools where her pussy meets the dildo. I slip my cock between her asscheeks and clench them firmly together, so they encase my hard dick in their heat. I start thrusting, dragging my throbbing cock back and forth, through the tight channel I’ve made of her globes, and begin a punishing rhythm, all while digging my fingers into her ass, and the fresh cuts I made, to leave my fingerprints behind on her flesh. “One day soon, I’ll fuck this tight ass, my sweet, and bury my cock deep inside of you.”

My breathing picks up with my momentum, pants and growls leaving my lips, as the shitty mattress bounces with our combined movement, and the sensation of the vibrator adds another element to how good she feels. I feel my balls tightening and electricity rising up my spine with a zing. I push my upper body against her back, crushing her into the mattress and breathing down her neck. Her mouth is open as if she’s just dying to scream, but nothing but silence greets me. Pity, I bet she sounds lovely when she does.

I watch as all the emotions and sensations overload her system; her eyes widen as her body convulses, and her eyelids flutter, those gorgeous, thick lashes shutting away the windows to her soul. The one I crave to own just as much as I do her body. With a subtle wheeze, her eyes roll back completely, and finally, she succumbs to all the overwhelming emotions. Her body goes deathly still, but I know she can still hear me and see me. It’s a gift she’s giving me, allowing me to watch as her body betrays her. As my fingers, cock, and mouth wrench pleasure after pleasure from her without her permission.

Her large brown eyes reopen, and are filled with a mixture of fear and desire; her nose flares, and I feel her body tighten again as she once again orgasms, this time due to the toy deep inside of her. With a grunt and a final thrust, I explode, ropes of cumpainting her lower back, and my stomach, and pressing the hot, sticky mixture into both of our skins. “Fuck, I can’t wait to do that inside of you, pretty girl,” I rasp into the side of her face, my tongue licking a line from her neck to her ear, before I bite down on her lobe.

I pull back, not bothering to clean any of the mess off of me, before I tuck myself away inside my pants. My eyes survey my work of her lower back, and a grin breaks across my lips. She looks beautiful, lying there used, filthy with my cum, and her blood, and sated. I push my mask back over my chin, and bend down on the side of the bed, until we are once again face to face. “I know what you’re thinking,sweet temptation. You believe the minute this wears off that you’ll go to the cops and report me, but here’s the thing, pretty girl, you won’t. We both know that you enjoyed that. That it’s what you want, deep inside in the secret places you hide from the rest of the world, because you fear others will judge you, if they only knew how depraved you are.”

I allow my fingers to slide through the silky strands of her hair. “I will never judge you for any of those needs, my sweet. You belong to me now, and I protect what ismine. You can’t escape me, Chrissy, and if you try, I will murder your friend Daisy, and anyone else you care about, including that fucking beast, Toothless.“ I lean forward, pressing my masked forehead against hers, our eyes close together, until I can clearly see all of the amber flecks reflected back at me. “I will never let you go, and you won’t want me to, soon enough. I am what your heart desires, the monster you call out to, and beg to come and save you. I am as much a part of you as you are of me.”

I stand up and pull the comforter back over her mostly undressed body, leaving the vibrator still deep inside of her. I wonder how many more times she’ll cum before it finally runs out of juice. With a final stroke to her hair, I turn and leave thesame way I came in. The beast’s ears twitch as I walk by, and for a moment, I consider just slicing its belly wide open and allowing it to bleed all over the floor, so I don’t have to deal with him stopping me from getting to Chrissy again. In a moment of clarity, I realize that it would cause her pain and distress. She loves and treats the massive lump of drool like one is supposed to a child. Can I do that to her, and would she forgive me?

The unusual thought has me stilling at the back door, I’ve never cared about anyone’s feelings before, not even my brother’s, and he’s the only person I allow close to me. What the fuck is happening to me? Am I genuinely losing my mind over this girl? Maybe I should have just killed her tonight; no good can come from feeling any emotions for her.

I let myself out of the house, ensuring to relock the door, and make my way silently under the quickly disappearing darkness of night, that is ready to welcome the morning light, to my car, all the while pondering this new change in me. One thing is for sure, I don’t fucking like it.

Chapter 16

The Gift

Ifeel Toothless’ wet tongue against my still face, and it has me swatting at him from below the cumbersome covers, as he whines loudly to be let out to pee. For a moment, I freeze, a thought entering my mind like a lightning bolt. I can move; nothing is restraining me. I wiggle my toes and rotate my ankles, all of them moving in time with my mind’s command.

Was it all a nightmare? Did any of that truly happen?It’s not possible. I’m just slowly losing my mind. I blame all the hours I’ve been working, and all the stress of constantly trying to figure out how I am going to survive. I push my hair away from my faceand rub my tired eyes. I feel like I’ve been up all night, and the horrifying dream I had didn’t help.Jesus fuck, get it together, Chrissy! We have to be up soon and at the diner shortly.

I shift my body, a feeling of soreness, and fullness, in my core causing a gasp to vacate my lips.Did I masturbate in my inebriated state last night?The sound must frighten Toothless, because the fearsome giant hound slides back and barks at me, as if I might be a threat to him. I’m just about to force my body out of bed when something shiny catches the corner of my eye, and has all the breath stalling inside of my chest.What the fuck is that? Is that a blade?Panic settles inside of me and has me darting from the bed with a screech, and when I do, my pink vibrator drops from between my legs to my bedroom floor with a heavy thud. Toothless darts forward towards it, and I have to dive for the bloody thing to keep him away from it, and from thinking it’s something he can chew on. “No, Toothless,yuck.Don’t lick that!”

I grab the warm vibrator and stare at it, with not only awe, but foreboding. All of that was real; everything that happened to me last night actually really occurred? I thought I was tripping on Daisy’s weed, and the half a bottle of wine from the anonymous crates I guzzled before I went to bed. I search through my room, racing to the window and yanking up the old blinds to check the window. The glaring sunlight hurts my eyes, and I squint at the frame that is firmly shut. I spin around, pulling back the comforter, and stare at the stain on my sheets, realizing parts of it are still damp. My legs tremble, and threaten to have me collapsing to my bedroom floor, as I grasp onto my dresser for support, and get entangled in all the clothes I have haphazardly everywhere.

“No, no, no, no, this can’t be happening,” I whisper, as my hands shake with the forgotten vibrator still clutched tightly in my grip.

Toothless’ barking and whining pulls me from my disbelieving thoughts. I drop the vibrator back on my bed as if the pink phallus burnt me, and race across the room, needing to get far away from the space where something unquestionable, and inconceivable, happened to me last night. Is it possible I hallucinated the whole thing, or did it all to myself? I’ve been watching too much unhinged porn. How do I explain the blade though? As I race from the room, cold sweat erupts all over my body, and my ass stings. I come to a thundering halt in the hallway, and lift the back of my nightshirt and get a glimpse of my ass, covered in small cuts, and dried blood.Jesus fuck, not a dream.There is no way I did that to myself.

I don’t have time to think clearly. I can hear Toothless barking at the back door, demanding to be let outside. As I cross to head into the kitchen, I almost collide with a half-asleep Daisy, coming out of the bathroom in nothing but a pair of green panties. “Daisy, fuck, put some damn clothes on, before one of the neighbors gets a glimpse of you through the windows.”

“Ugh, they’re just titties, Chris. No big deal, and if they want a closer look, they can come check me out any night of the week at the club,” she yawns and pushes past me to the fridge.

I roll my eyes at her antics and release a frantic Toothless into the yard, before he leaves a puddle on our kitchen floor, or breaks through the door. “Did you hear any noises last night? Anything suspicious happen in the middle of the night?” I bite my bottom lip, fear racing through my veins as I wait for her to respond, and shuffle side to side uncomfortably as my sore core clenches, and my full bladder demands relief. Surely, if all of that happened, she would have heard something, right? What about Toothless? If a strange man had broken into our home and came to accost me, there is no way that he wouldn’t have attacked him. He’s completely loyal, and protective of both Daisy and me.

“Girl, I have never had a better night’s sleep. I slept like a damn log.” She pulls our newly gifted eggs and bread out of the fridge, and gets to work on making breakfast. I begin to really consider that I have lost my ever-loving mind until she goes to pull her hair up into a messy bun, and I get a glimpse of her neck. There’s a small bruise forming right where her pulse throbs, and I shift forward, grab her jaw and force her to tilt her head to the side, so I can get a better look, as she releases a surprised gasp. In the bright daylight streaming through the window, I can see a faint prick mark right in the center of the bruise. Shit, someone drugged her, probably the same asshole that drugged me. Did he touch her too? How did he get past Toothless? Did he drug my dog too? Oh my God, what kind of psycho drugs a dog? Somehow, the thought of him drugging Toothless enrages me more than him doing it to me or Daisy.

“I’m going to ask you something messed up right now, and I know I’m about to sound like I have lost my damn mind, but I need you to answer me truthfully.Please, Daisy, it’s important.”

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