Shane found his thirst for doing the unspeakable during his young adult life. His first was Heather. She was a adventurous active young woman with an open mind when it came to Shane. She let him tie her up even smack her around a little. Heather enjoyed the tingles of pleasure mixed with the stinging pain.
On this particular night Heather was laying on the bed naked with her hands tied behind her back. Shane flipped her over onto her back and straddled her hips, he leaned down over her and kissed her. He rubbed her breasts and caressed her neck.
Shane’s grip tightened around her slim neck, he could feel her heart racing under his hands. He spread her legs apart with his knees and slid his erect cock into her.
As her lips turned blue and her breath ceased Shane came deep in her. Watching her eyes glaze over and go dark.
~ ~ ~ ~
Shane was tall, and skinny with shaggy brown hair. He was a C average student in High School, who managed to graduate despite missing a far amount of school days. His parents Dave and Shelly Henderson were career driven individuals.
Dave Henderson owned a Ford dealership on the outskirts of town. He did ok for himself despite being over stressed. He kept a bottle of Jack in the bottom desk drawer, that came out many days before lunch, along with his two pack a day habit of Winston’s. Shelly was in real estate she loved showing houses and selling people on the American dream. They loved their son, and felt that he was doing fine.
After graduation Dave gave his son a choice, either go to college and live at home or move out and get a job. Shane choose to take a job in a warehouse loading trucks for Everyday Foods. It kept him busy, and gave him enough money to afford his studio apartment, located a few blocks from the warehouse, most days he skateboarded to work. He had an older white Chevy van that he used to move things for people, to make cash on the side.
Shane worked with a guy named Tommy, a stocky, short guy that had a short fuse when frustrated. Of which Shane had witnessed on more than one occasion, during his time working with him.
“My cousin is moving, on Saturday,” Tommy announced out of the blue during break on Thursday morning.
“Ok, why do I need to know this?” Shane asked.
“He wants to know if you want to make a few bucks, helping move with your van,”
“Sure, have him give me a call on Saturday,”
After helping Tommy’s cousin move, Shane went out to grab a bite to eat and relax. Since he was out of town, he drove out Route 18 for a bit. Till came upon a roadhouse called The Backdoor.
He parked his van in the dirt parking lot and headed inside, it was loud and crowded. Shane took a seat at the bar, ordered a bacon cheeseburger with fries and a beer. He ate drank and relaxed, not really paying attention to anything in particular.
“Can I buy you another,” a woman sitting next to him asked, pointing to the empty bottle.
Slightly surprised Shane said “Sure, why not,” he smiled at her.
“I’m Heather,” she put out her hand.
“Shane,” he shook her hand.
Heather was a tall, pretty brunette, with deep green eyes and an inviting smile. They talked casually about life after school and future plans.
“So do you live in Overland?” Heather asked.
“Nope, just passing through,” Shane answered, finishing off his beer.
“Are you up for some fun, or do you need to get back?” she asked.
“Depends on what you consider fun,”
“Follow me, and I’ll show you,” she smiled, paying and heading for the door. Shane followed.
Heather stopped Shane in front of his van slid her arms around him and kissed him.
Heather got into her car and started driving down route 18, back towards Overland.
She pulled into a motel next to an Everyday Foods store. Shane parked his van, got out and joined her in front of room 7.
Heather unlocked the door and entered the room, it was your typical shabby $40 a night room. One queen size bed, with rust colored bedspread complete with a mysterious stain. A night stand, with a brass lamp, a pair of chairs around a small table, a t.v. with an oversized mirror behind it attached to a chest of drawers.
“Quaint,” Shane said.
“It will do,” Heather said as she pulled the heavy gold curtains over the picture window.
She pulled the bedspread off and dropped it on the floor.
“At least the sheets are clean,” she smiled at Shane.
Heather stripped and laid out on the bed.
“Nice,” Shane commented as he shed his clothes and joined her.
Shane ran his hands along her body, taking her hard nipple into his mouth and sucking. She let out a moan. He moved down kissing his way to her pussy.
He spread her legs and started licking and sucking on her clit. She pushed against him and ran her fingers through his hair as he thoroughly enjoyed her.
Shane moved up and kissed her as she rubbed his cock. She leaned over and took him into her mouth, sucking gently at first then letting him slide deeper.
He arched his back, grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off of him. He flipped her over onto her stomach, pulled her hips up, so that she was on her hands and knees. He rubbed her ass, smack, the sound hung in the air. Heather’s mouth hung open but no sound emerged.
Shane pushed his cock deep into her ass.
“Fuck,” she yelled out and pushed back.
He thrusted into her, fucking her, faster and harder. Till he came deep in her.
Shane collapse on the bed, Heather moved towards him. She slid her tongue into his mouth and kissed him. He kissed her back.
~ ~ ~ ~
A few weeks later there was a knock at Shane’s door, it was Heather.
Richard walked into the living room.
“What are you doing?” he asked Jane.
“Naked Yoga,” she answered as she bent forward from the waist and placed her hands on the floor.
Richard stood and watched, as Jane–with her petite frame, lean legs, and nice chest–bent, stretched, and twisted around on her yoga mat.
He made his way into the kitchen, took out the milk container, which was almost empty, and added a squeeze of chocolate syrup. He put the cap on and shook the milk jug.
Jane glared at him, from the living room.
“Put milk on the list,” she said. Richard turned took the pen off the counter and wrote ‘milk’ on the list that was hanging on the fridge.
He then drank the now chocolate milk from the jug, while watching Jane showcase her yoga skills.
Richard and Jane had been living together for about three months. Ever since Richard escorted Jane home from her mother’s funeral.
As Richard watched Jane he thought about just going over to her and having his way with her. He could feel his cock getting hard at the thought. He finished off the milk and wandered back into the living room.
She was sitting with her legs crossed and her eyes closed. He sat down on the floor in front of her. He moved in, and kissed her neck. She didn’t move, so he rubbed his hand along her exposed breast.
She opened her eyes, and gave him a grin. He proceeded to pinch her nipple, making it hard, then leaned in just enough to take her erect nipple into his mouth and suck on it. She let out a moan.
Richard gently pushed her over, onto her back. He continued to rub her breasts as he kissed his way down her stomach, and spread her legs. His lips brushed the inside of her thigh, slowly moving his thumb over her pussy, rubbing her clit.
He sucked softly on her clit, making her wet. She reached down and pushed him further into her.
He slid his tongue deeper, tasting her. He slid his fingers into her, thrusting them in and out.
She moaned, ran her hand down to her pussy, and rubbed her clit. Richard’s cock was so hard it throbbed against his jeans.
He moved back from her, took off his shirt and lay on the floor next to her. Jane sat up. She unbuttoned, unzipped, and removed Richard’s jeans, along with his boxers.
She stroked his cock, running her hand up and down his hard shaft. She leaned over, sliding it into her mouth, lightly sucking. he let out a moan, and grabbed her by her hair.
She sucked harder, letting his cock slide deeper into her mouth, then sliding it almost all the way out of her as she licked the tip, tasting him.
She straddled his hips and rubbed his cock against her pussy, letting him slid in just a little then pulled him out.
“Fuck, quit teasing, Jane,” he said. She smiled at him, leaned in, and kissed him.
She sat upright, letting her pussy sink down onto his cock. Jane leaned back. Richard grabbed her breasts, and squeezed. She let out a moan.
She moved her hips back and forth, faster and harder, until she came. He grabbed her hips, arched his back, and came deep in her. She got up, kissed him, and headed to the shower.
~ ~ ~ ~
“So, I have a friend that would like to join us,” Jane said while they were eating dinner.
Richard looked at her, swallowed the bite of chicken he had just taken, and cleared his throat.
“I am game,”
“Is tonight ok?”
“It’s fine,” Richard said, smiling at her.
It was a quarter past eight when there was a knock on the door. Jane answered it.
“Come in! Good to see you.” Jane led the pretty, blue eyed, long-legged blonde into the living room.
“Richard, this is Beth. Beth, this is Richard,” Jane said. Beth shook Richard’s hand, and smiled.
Jane pulled out a bottle of whiskey and poured three glasses.
Jane sat next to Beth on the couch, Beth’s erect nipples showed through her white tee-shirt. Jane put her hand on Beth’s bare leg and rubbed her thigh.
Beth looked over at Richard sitting in the easy chair and leaned in to kiss Jane. As she slid her tongue into Jane’s awaiting mouth, she could hear Richard let out a moan. Beth caressed Jane’s breast through her shirt as she continued to suck on her tongue.
Richard watched as Jane and Beth kissed and groped each other, he finished off his drink, stood up and walked over to the couch. He stood in front of Beth, he grabbed her by the ponytail and pulled her head back he leaned over and kissed her deeply. He let go of her and undressed.
Beth stroked his cock, taking it into her mouth and sucking eagerly. Jane stood up removing her shirt, bra, jeans and panties. She kissed Richard, running her hands along his shoulders and neck, kissing his bare chest.
Richard kissed Jane deeply grabbing the back of her neck and sucking on her tongue, while Beth was taking his cock deeper into her mouth.
Beth leaned back on the couch, Richard dropped to his knees in front of her, he ran his hands up her thighs, under her skirt and pulled off her white lace panties.
Jane helped Beth remove her shirt and bra tossing them to the floor. Jane leaned in and took Beth’s erect nipple into her mouth and sucked.
Richard moved in-between Beth’s legs and slipped his tongue into her pussy. Beth pushed back and moaned enjoying Richard’s tongue licking and sucking at her clit, along with Jane’s sucking and nibbling on her nipple. Beth couldn’t help herself and started to come as Richard ate her out.
Richard enjoyed tasting Beth he moved back from her and Jane leaned into Richard, licking Beth’s cum off his mouth.
Jane got up and poured another round of drinks.
“I think it’s time to move this party into the bedroom,” she said.
Jane took Beth by the hand and lead her down the hall. Richard finished off his drink and followed them.
Jane turned on the lamp, pulled off the bedspread and dropped it on the floor.
“That’s better,” she said. Beth laid down in the center of the king-sized bed.
Jane lowered herself in-between Beth’s legs, and licked Beth’s wet pussy. Richard watched from the doorway, stroking his hard throbbing cock. He moved in behind Jane and pulled her up on to her knees. He rubbed his cock along her pussy and then slapped her on the ass.
“Fuck!” Jane yelled.
Jane went back to eating Beth out, Richard slid his cock into Jane’s ass. Jane moaned and Richard moved deeper into her. Beth rubbed her clit as Jane’s tongue slid deep into her pussy.
Beth moaned and arched her back and came as she watched Richard slide in and out of Jane’s ass. Richard thrust faster and harder, while staring at Beth’s blue eyes, his body shuddered as he came. Jane pushed back against him, then collapsed on the bed.
Beth got up, went down the hall and into the bathroom. Richard sat on the bed next to the nightstand and lit a cigarette. Jane smiled at him, he handed her the cigarette she took a drag, and handed it back. Richard finished his cigarette, picked up the bedspread from the floor and laid it over Jane.
He went down the hall and into the bathroom. Beth was enjoying the hot water when Richard joined her in the shower.
He slid his arms around her and kissed the back of her neck. Beth turned and faced him, she kissed him deeply.
“Is she asleep?” she asked.
“Yep,” he answered.
Beth had been dancing at The Royal Flesh for almost a year before she meet Richard. They was an instant attraction between them.
It was a casual affair that had gone on for almost a year, then Richard was asked to escort Jane home from her mother’s funeral. Jane was fun Richard enjoyed her, but he loved Beth, and Jane had no interest in moving on.
Jane awoke to the aroma of coffee and bacon, she got up showered and dressed.
“Smells good,” she said as she joined Richard and Beth for breakfast.
“So where did you two meet?” Richard asked as he handed her a plate Jane smiled.
“Yoga class,” Jane answered smiling at Beth.
They ate and made conversation.
“Do you mind if I hang out with you today?” Beth asked, she looked at Jane, Jane looked at Richard.
“Fine with me,” he answered and took another bite of his eggs.
After breakfast Richard went out to run errands, Jane and Beth curled up on the couch together to watch a movie. When Richard returned they were both asleep.
When Jane woke from her nap she found that there was pizza, beer, whiskey and wine all laid out on the table.
“We having a party?” she asked looking at Richard.
“Sorta, I invited a friend over,” Beth said she handed Jane a drink.
“It will be fun, you’ll see,” Beth kissed Jane, slipping a pill into Jane’s mouth.
“Swallow,” Beth said Jane swallowed.
At half past six there was a knock on the door.
“I’ll get it,” Beth said she answered the door, a tall, skinny guy with shaggy brown hair and dark eyes came in.
“Jane, Richard this is Shane,” Beth said, Richard handed him a beer.
They ate, talked and drank. Beth and Jane finished off the bottle of wine. Richard poured four glasses of whiskey and handed them out.
“Cheers, now for the fun,” Richard toasted and downed his drink.
Richard took Jane’s hand and headed down the hall to the bedroom. Beth got up from the table, grabbed Shane’s hand and followed.
Richard stood in front of Jane and kissed her deeply, he took off her shirt and pulled off her pants. Shane stood behind her and kissed her neck.
Beth watched as they kissed and groped Jane’s body. Shane undid her bra and Richard took off her panties.
Richard undressed and laid on the bed, Jane moved on top of him, rubbing his cock along her pussy. Richard grabbed her hips and slid his cock into her.
Beth approached Shane kissing him and taking off his shirt. He unbuttoned his jeans, Beth pulled them off. He took off his boxers and Beth dropped to her knees taking his cock into her mouth and sucking.
Shane pulled Beth’s hair till she let go of his cock. She gave him a look, he moved past her and stood behind Jane. He pushed her forward and rubbed his cock along her ass.
Shane pushed into Jane’s ass.
“Fuck,” Jane screamed, Richard reached up grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her down to him.
“Just enjoy it,” he whispered to her, he kissed her and pushed harder into her.
Shane pushed deeper into her, making himself come in her ass as Richard thrust faster into her making her come with him.
Shane picked up his jeans, found his cigarettes and headed to the kitchen to get a drink.
Richard moved Jane, who was now passed out, off of him and sat up. Beth stood next to the nightstand picked up a cigarette, lit it, and handed it to Richard.
“Thanks,” he smiled at her.
Beth and Richard showered, dressed and got ready to leave Jane’s apartment.
Shane retrieved his black duffel bag from his van. Richard handed him an envelope, as they were leaving.
Shane sat in the easy chair smoking a cigarette and finishing off the bottle of whiskey, before attending to Jane.
Shane took his bag with him into the bedroom, he dropped it by the door, stripped and sat on the bed next to Jane.
She was laying across the bed on her stomach, he slowly ran his hands up the back of her legs and squeezed her ass. Jane moaned softly.
Shane moved his hands up her back, massaging her shoulders. She moved and turned over, he leaned down and slid his tongue into her mouth, kissed her deeply, while moving on top of her.
Shane looked into Jane’s green eyes, brushing her hair off her face. He moved her arms above her head and held her wrists with one hand. He caressed her breast with his other hand, and kissed her again.
He slid his cock into her and started thrusting, he let go of her wrists putting his hands around her neck. Shane started to squeeze.
Jane’s breath quickened as she clawed at his hands, he squeezed harder and fucked faster. He felt the pop from her neck under his hands, her arms went limp, her breath faded, he came in her as her eyes filled with tears, and everything went silent.
Shane wrapped her in the bedspread, cleaned up the apartment, put her in the back of his van and drove away.
Tommy’s Fuck Up
“Fuck!” Tommy yelled as the stack of boxes he was moving toppled over.
“You ok?” Shane asked helping Tommy stack the boxes back onto the pallet.
“Yeah, just distracted,”
“Anything you want to talk about?” Shane asked putting up the last box.
“Not really, but maybe later, do you want to go for a beer?”
“Sure, how about Lou’s after work?”
~ ~ ~ ~
“Ok, what’s up?” Shane asked as he set two beers down, and took a seat.
Tommy took a sip of his beer.
“Well it’s like this, I picked up this redhead the other night. It was all cool in the beginning but then she just,” He took another drink.
“She what?” Shane asked, now slightly curious.
“She turned into a fucking psycho,”
Shane sat back and drank his beer.
“Do you want to elaborate on that?”
Tommy grinned and finished off his beer.
“Only if you want to get me another one,” He slid the empty mug towards Shane.
Shane returned with two more beers and two shots of Jameson. They downed the shots.
“Ok, so elaborate,”
“Fine,” Tommy cleared his throat.
“She was cool in the beginning. Gave great head, was good in the sack. But then she did a thing,” Tommy took a drink of his beer.
Shane gave him a sideways look. “A thing?”
Tommy leaned over the table and spoke just above a whisper. “She was sucking my dick and she tried to put her finger up there,”
Shane heald in a laugh.
“I jumped up and told her that’s an exit not an entrance,”
Shane broke out in a screaming laugh.
“I’m sorry, dude that’s just too funny,”
“Fuck you, she laughed too,” Tommy sat back and finished his beer.
“So what’s the problem?”
“I may have lost my temper…and done something that I need your help with,”
Shane finished off his beer.
“Where is she?”
~ ~ ~ ~
Samantha entered The Royal Flesh her friend Sweetie Pie was dancing tonight and she wanted to be there to cheer her on. Samantha took a seat towards the back of the club in one of the booths.
“Do you mind if I join you, it’s crowded tonight,” Samantha looked up to find a stocky, short guy asking her if he could take a seat. She smiled and he sat across from her.
“Thanks doll, I’m Tommy,” he extended his hand, she shook it.
They watch the dancers on the center stage, ordered a few drinks and made small talk. She found him strange but charming. Sweetie Pie took the stage, Samantha clapped for her.
“Why are you clapping she hasn’t done anything,”
“Because she’s my friend, and it’s very brave of her to be up there,”
Tommy shrugged and watch Sweetie Pie, struggle trying to move her hips in a seductive manner.
“Someone should put her out of her misery,” he said finishing off his drink.
Samantha scowled and finished her drink. She was going to get up when she saw Sweetie Pie going towards the back with a tall guy that was in need of a haircut.
“What?” Tommy asked.
“She left with someone, damnit she was my ride home,”
“I can give you a lift,”
~ ~ ~ ~
Shane and Tommy entered Samantha’s apartment.
“She’s in the bedroom,” Tommy said pointing down the hallway.
Shane opened the bedroom door, a cat ran past him. He flipped on the overhead light.
The room was a mess, blood splattered across the dresser, her things scattered on the floor and Samantha naked, with her wrists and ankles tied together laying on the bed. Shane kneeled on the bed and touched her neck. He closed his eyes and pushed harder up under her jawline. It was faint but it was there.
“Tommy you need to come and explain this,”
Tommy came to the bedroom doorway.
“Well, she was laughing at me so I struck her across the face, then she lunged at me and I pushed her back, that’s when she hit her head on the corner of the dresser,”
“Jesus Christ Tommy,”
“Is…is she dead?”
“Not yet, I need a drink,” Shane went to the kitchen, Tommy followed.
Shane found a bottle of Jack and lit a cigarette. He took a drink from the bottle and handed it to Tommy.
“There’s too much to try and clean up, we can make it look like a robbery gone bad,” Shane suggested.
“I can’t stay for this, if I give you five will you take care of it?” Tommy asked.
Shane looked at him “Five large for cleaning up your fuck up?” Shane took another drink.
Tommy put Samantha’s keys on the counter and left.
Shane lit another cigarette, flipped the deadbolt on the door, and took the bottle of Jack with him to the bedroom.
~ ~ ~ ~
He stood at the foot of the bed.
“Oh Samantha, let’s make you a little more comfortable shall we,” He untied her ankles, spread her legs apart and tied each foot to a corner of the footboard. He then untied her wrists and raised her arms over her head and tied them to the headboard. He ran his finger along her bare side, feeling her soft skin. He caressed her breast and pinched her nipple between his finger and thumb. She moaned.
“Good,” He bent down and bit her nipple. She screamed.
“Nice to see your still with us Samantha,”
“What the fuck,” she squirmed realizing that she was restrained.
“Who the fuck are you?”
“Your angel of death, but first you should know why, do you want to know why?”
Shane finished off the bottle of Jack and crawled up on the bed. He straddled her hips and leaned into her ear.
“You’re a little scrawny for my taste but a fuck is a fuck,” he unzipped his jeans and stroked his cock.
“Fuck you!” she screamed. Shane grabbed her by the throat and squeezed, she squirmed beneath him. He slid his cock into her and tightened his grip around her neck. He pushed deeper into her, fucking her as she thrashed around under him. He watched her eyes glaze over as he came in her.
David entered The Royal Flesh, the air was warm and stale. He asked the bartender if he knew a guy named Shane.
The bartender pointed out a tall, skinny, scruffy looking guy seated at the far end of the bar.
David made his way down to the end of the bar and took a seat next to Shane.
“Are you Shane? Vanessa sent me,”
Shane glanced over and nodded. “You David?”
“Vanessa told me about your Sarah problem, just need to know when and where,”
David slid a piece of paper over to Shane.
“Half now, half after. Follow me,”
They exited through the side door into the alley. Shane took a pack of smokes out of his jacket pocket and offered one to David.
Shane lit up. David handed him an envelope, he thumbed through the stack of hundred dollar bills.
“Good enough, I will call you when it’s done,”
~ ~ ~ ~
Sarah entered her apartment building with her arms full of groceries. She tried to juggle her keys into the lock.
“Can I help you with that?” a voice asked from behind her.
Sarah was startled and almost dropped the groceries.
“I got it,” Shane said as he caught the bag before it hit the floor.
Sarah slid her keys into the lock and opened the door. She stepped inside and set the bag down on the table. She turned back to the door to accept the other grocery bag from Shane.
“Thanks again,” she said as she set the second bag down.
Shane had one foot inside of the apartment, as she got ready to close the door, he grabbed it and gave it a shove. The door hit Sarah in the face, she stumbled backwards and fell to the floor. Shane quickly entered the apartment, closed the door and flipped the deadbolt.
He stood over her as she tried to register what had just happened. The side of her face was red and her cheek was starting to swell. He grabbed her by the arm and walked her into the bedroom. He pushed her onto the bed and took the backpack he was carrying off of his shoulder.
“What do you want?” Sarah asked.
“Right now, for you to be quiet,” he pulled out a handful of large zip ties, a roll of duct tape and some nylon rope.
He took off her shoes and socks, zip tied her ankles together. Then removed her jacket and zip tied her wrists together. He laid her in the center of the bed, tying her arms above her head to the headboard and her feet security to the footboard.
Shane started looking through her things, opening drawers and rummaging around.
“So, what did a nice looking woman like you do, that pissed someone off enough to send me here?” he asked.
“It’s in the top right drawer, under the clothes,”
Shane stopped, turned to face her, and grinned. He went over to the drawer and opened it. Reaching under the pairs of panties he pulled out a disk.
“This?” he held up the disk.
“Yes, that’s it,”
Shane took the disk into the living room, he sat at her desk, inserted the disk into her laptop and watched.
Sarah laid on the bed trying to wrap her mind around what was happening. Her face throbbed and no matter how she moved she couldn’t get out of the zip ties.
“Well you’re a naughty girl, aren’t you?”
Sarah looked over at the bedroom door, Shane was lighting a cigarette. He took a long drag, then exhaled. He opened his backpack and took out a knife.
Shane walked around the bed running the knife up and down her body. He stood at the foot of the bed and ran the tip of the knife along the bottom of her foot. She tried not to squirm. He smiled at her, and pushed the tip of the knife slightly into her foot.
She clenched her jaw trying not to yell out. He pulled the knife back and a trickle of blood ran down her foot. He set the knife down on the dresser and got on the bed. Straddling her hips, he slid his hands around her neck and began to squeeze. She squirmed and thrashed beneath him.
He kept squeezing, she stopped moving. He lowered his head to her chest, she was still breathing.
“Good,” he kissed her on the forehead and got off of her.
Shane worked quickly, untying her and undressing her. He stretched out her arms, and legs tying them to each of the bed posts. He went into the kitchen found a bottle of Jack, sat at her desk and watched the video again.
~ ~ ~ ~
Shane stood in the doorway to Sarah’s bedroom and looked her over.
“Have you watched it?” he asked her.
“What?” she looked over at him.
“Did you watch that video?”
Sarah let out a sigh. “No,”
Shane walked over to the bed, he put his hand on her lower abdomen. He gave it a light push.
Sarah looked up at him, she couldn’t hold back the tears. “Almost four months,”
Shane nodded and untied the ropes. “You need to see the video,”
Sarah sat up, he handed her the bathrobe off of the chair next to the closet. They went into the living room, Sarah sat at her desk. Shane reached over and clicked play.
Sarah watch as the video showed her living room, then it walked down the hall. A hand pushed the bathroom door open and zoomed in on the shower curtain that was slightly open. It was Sarah showering, then David’s voice spoke in a hush on the video.
“It’s all for you Vanessa, all for you,”
The camera moved sporadically for a second then it was pointing down at David stroking his cock.
Saying “It’s all for you,” over and over again.
His breath quickening till he moaned and recorded himself coming. While watching Sarah shower.
“What the fuck!”
“My thoughts exactly. There’s more,” Shane drug the cursor to the last five minutes of the video.
Sarah felt something cold on her cheek, she reached up to wipe it away. There was nothing there.
“Sarah, Saarrraah, Sarah!” Shane shouted.
Her eyes opened, she was still tied to the bed, naked. Shane was tapping the blade of the knife on her cheek.
“There you are, was starting to wonder if you were going to come back around,”
Shane took off his t-shirt and unbuttoned his jeans. He stood next to the head of the bed and ran the knife along Sarah’s neck, down to her collarbone. He swiped the knife along her shoulder leaving a shallow cut.
Shane swiped again leaving a cut along her breast bone.
“Fuuuck!” she screamed.
Shane made another swipe down her side and across her stomach. Sarah’s mouth fell open but no sound was made. Her breathing became shallow and labored. Shane moved to the foot of the bed, he put the knife down on the dresser and crawled up on the bed.
He kneeled between her legs and ran his hands up her thighs. He slid his jeans down and stroked his cock.
“Do you know how much you are worth to me dead?” he asked while still stroking his now hard cock.
Sarah shook her head. He moved up and laid on top of her, he whispered in her ear.
“Ten thousand dollars,”
Shane sat up thrusting his cock into her as he grabbed her by the neck and squeezed. She thrashed around under him. He kept squeezing and fucking her, as her last breath left her, he came.
Shane called David.
“It’s done, meet me at The Royal Flesh,”
“Don’t forget the video,” David said.
~ ~ ~ ~
Detective James Andrews stood in the small one bedroom apartment on the northside of town.
“What do we have?” he asked the responding officer.
“Female, 30 years old, 5’4″ tall, weight 130 pounds, Sarah Fenton, according to her licence. Found here in her home, strangled, sexually assaulted, and laid out on the bed, ” the officer stated.
“Who found her?”
“Landlord a Mark Williams, came by to ask her about rent, because she was five days late.”
Detective Andrews entered the bedroom.