Page 75 of Collateral Damage

BLEED FOR ME

Puppeteer

Ilay my head back into the sofa, chain smoking away my thoughts. I’ve not stopped thinking about her idiotic confession and I'm so angry. Angry at myself for letting her get this close to me. She should not have told me that. I will never be able to say it back. I don’t have that in me. I am incapable of loving anyone. She is merely anobsessionand things have gotten so out of hand.

She pokes her head round the door with a towel wrapped around her tiny body.

“So like… Do you have any more plugs? We’ve sort of ran out.” I crack my neck, thinking of all the vulgar ways I can continuously corrupt her body. She is far from innocent now but she certainly hasn’t seen it all yet.

“If you want me to fuck your ass all you have to do is ask.” I am not looking at her but I can see her crumpled face of disapproval through the back of my head.

“OH MY GOD NOT THOSE KIND OF PLUGS!” Not now, but I will happily punish her tight little ass if she steps out of line.

“I'm just fucking with youInnocence. You're far too baby for that.” She lets out a harsh sigh of annoyance. We’re still on rocky terms but that’s an easy fix. Fucking is not an issue, but she is still angry that I won’t give up my secret and I still want to lockher in the damn basement for entering it when I specifically told her not to.Brat.

“Top shelf in the cupboard.” I smirk menacingly, knowing full well that is too high for her.

“I literally cannot reach that.” I can feel the eye roll.

Play - ‘Bathroom - Montell Fish’

“Then what do you say?” I rise from my seat, glaring at her endangered body beneath my towel and I can taste her in my mouth just by looking at her, creeping slowly towards the bathroom door thinking of all the despicable ways I could ruin her next, baring my teeth at her like she’s my next meal when I grin.

“Please…” She hums softly, waiting for me to retrieve the box from the cabinet, clutching the towel like it will save her from me but she knows I could rip it away before she even had a chance to blink. I go to hand her the box but before she has a chance to take it I drop it on the floor, gripping the back of her neck as I bend her over the sink, twitching at the angelic gasp that leaves her throat.

“Hayden…”She warns as I trace the tips of my fingers lightly up the back of her inner thigh, dragging the towel up with me and she’s already a dizzy mess.

“Shhhhh…” The tips of my tongue dance against her throat, cuddling her carotid artery between the cut as I listen to her breathing escalate knowing she is incapable of saying no to me.

“But I'm on my-” I encase her mouth with my hand, cutting off her sentence becauseI don't give a shit.

“And? You think a little blood is going to stop me? It's just blood,Puppet.” I’ll be honest, I've not tasted the sweet stain of someone’s insides for over a month. I’ve not killed,for her. I’m attempting to be a better person but I'm biting at the bit to tear a cunts life away.

“You really are a bundle ofInnocence. I thought you liked to get dirty?” I whisper down her ear, tempting the devil on her shoulder and she’s seconds away from giving in already, I can feel it in the weight of her sinking into my mouth.

“That's gross. It will go everywhere.” She whispers lightly, trying to find her balance and any sort of truth in her blatant lie as I gently untie her towel, letting it fall to the floor as goosebumps smother her nude complexion. Her perfection against all my imperfections.

“That's the point.” I nudge my way into that sensitive spot behind her ear, tickling it with my breath, gliding my fingers against her arms as I tower over her watching her melt for me in the cracked mirror.

“Does it make you squeamish?...” She quite happily watched Saw with me but she can’t handle a little blood?

“No- it, just…” I glide between her thighs watching her twitch, but I know she doesn’t want me to stop. We’ve been playing this game for far too long.

“Haven’t you wondered what it feels like...fucking your most sensitive parts? Reaching that peak as you look down at the mess you've made?” She swallows against my hand as my thumb and middle finger rub at the blood pumping beneath my palm, squeezing it gently to cut off her oxygen supply, watching her life vanish from her eyes as a ghost peers back at me through the shattered reflection, possessing her vulnerable body as she comes back to me.

“I'm not a murderer… I have no interest in watching myself bleed to death.”

“But I am.”And I will happily watch her bleed out for me whilst a heavy pulse still keeps her heart beating. I want her to see how pretty death can be when executed correctly. “Let me do it for you as you cum all over my fingersPuppet.”

She goes to speak but my hand has her tongue tied, rubbing against the red velvet between her warm thighs as she whimpers like a dream.

“Let me show you how I rearrange guts. It feels good, I promise.” It feels so fucking good against my fingers. Plunging my middle and ring finger inside to take more of her, already making a mess as she moans out for me covering my rings in wine and its fuckingdivine.

I pull out, glaring at her through the mirror, swiping her blood length ways across my cheek, over my lips and against my scar, licking my bottom lip to taste her in my mouth.

Play - ‘See You bleed - Ramsey’

“You're sick...” She watches me intensely, but she doesn’t budge or pull away, captivated in my fucked up desire to taste every damn part of her.

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