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Blood.. it had become my second skin, my mask of deception, my one true calling. Death, war and pain were the only things that ever pulled me back into this godforsaken reality, nothing could settle my unforgiving hands and the urge to bring never ending chaos upon this pitiful place we call earth. For many years I have wondered to many far and wide places but none of them seem to fill this gaping hole in my chest, those who I called friends have gone their separate ways from me and I can’t blame them. I wouldn't want to be around me either, at this point I think even the devil himself would spit me back out of hell.
My whole life had been nothing but chaos and despair, even when I thought all hope was lost my feet kept going, my will kept persisting and I had no idea why. It was almost like a burning desire to keep going even if my mind kept playing its vicious games on me, throughout it all there was only one person I wanted to see again before I finally paid for all my sins. Only the gods knew what was in it for me later and boy was I not going to take it so easy either, I entered screaming and I’ll leave screaming too. It felt like a century since I fought a worthy opponent and lucky enough we were to have the battle of a lifetime too.
My trusty companion Gordon had always been with me, my beloved white owl, my beautiful boy, the only thing I treasured since he found me. I had written a letter for Aden, the one last person I knew would want to know about this contract I was about to do. Thieves from a young age, Aden and I would fight over petty things and somehow we would always be there to bail each other out somehow. He always had a nickname for me and I hated it but I guess it's just what happens when two lost souls were trying to find their true meanings in life. He left my side many years ago and It broke my heart to watch him leave, something I never thought would happen to me, feelings, true raw feelings for another.
I sent Gordon with the letter and hoped It would reach Aden, soon I was on my way to skull Island where a mysterious serial killer had been taking my kills and making my faction look bad. I had no idea where he was lurking and what he had in store for me but I knew It wasn’t good news, word on the winds was that he was looking for me and I wanted to deal with this traitor myself. It took many days to reach this Island in the middle of nowhere, the sun was barely seen and what was constant was fog, lots of fog. It would be good cover for me but It may also be his ally too. I thought of many ways to bait him but I knew It wouldn’t work, I had to face him head on and I knew I didn’t have the strength to keep him off me but I’d do my best to stay quick on my feet nonetheless.
I went into the local underground tunnels to source out my informant but nothing, he was nowhere to be found and I stayed there a while until I realized he wasn’t coming. Something caught my eye as I left the tunnels, a small note in between two bricks in the wall. It was him, not my informant either, I feared the worst for him knowing he was probably dead at this point.The note said In blood “Got you” probably in his blood too, this was not the start I had hoped for. My head felt dizzy for a second and then all I remember is blacking out, In and out of consciousness I remember being dragged by my leg and seeing a tall dark hooded man. All I thought to myself was “Fuck.. Gone and got myself caught with the oldest trick in the book”, sleeping powder we use it to subdue our victims it was part of the little tricks my faction had. How could I have been so stupid and let this happen, my thoughts turned to black again as I couldn’t fight it off anymore.
Darkness..
Pain..
Hate..
Regret..
All mixed in with just wanting to give up..
Hope.. what was that?.. Something that only happened in fairy tales and fantasies, this life was cruel and finally my days as a ruthless killer were about to be over. I felt the dread in my cold shivering naked body as I woke up to the cold night air biting my fair white skin, my hands and legs bound to the wall, panting, shaking in a bitter rage as I hung suspended off the wall. Candles barely lit this abandoned house as I looked around, I felt weak and helpless as the ground beneath me was covered blood. He had made a five pointed star on the floor and chucked his corpse to the side of the room, my informant was very dead to say the least and my impending doom was soon to come. From the darkness a shadow appeared, walking right up to me I felt his unnerving presence as I gritted my teeth in anger. “Fight me.. FIGHT ME YOU PIECE OF SHIT..” my voice echoed throughout the room as the restraints rattled and my body tensed as I tried to free myself.
Craven stood in front of me, I knew his name, after recollecting my distant memories I remembered him. The son of a bitch stood there mocking me, laughing at me as I hung there helpless to anything he may do against me. “Rayne Rayne go away.. Don’t come back another day” he sung in an evil low voice as he grabbed my jaw bringing his face close to me. His dark eyes stared at me as he growled in a husky tone. “So.. Your the infamous Rayne.. I’ve been waiting for you my darling.” his hand loosened as his finger traced along my cheek, playing with me, toying with me. I snarled and spat in his face as he laughed and wiped it away not bothered at all, “My.. you are a fiery one aren’t you?.. good I like my toys to fight back otherwise It's no fun.”. His hand went from gently touching to a full slap around my face, my grin slowly widened as I stared back and laughed.
“You’ll have to do more than that to make me bleed for you..” Craven quickly took a knife to my throat as he pressed hard against my jugular, trickles of blood dripped down my body as his face was all the way in mine again, Invading my personal space, making It known that he was in charge here. “Oh I’ll make you bleed alright.. I’ll make it..” pressing harder again as more blood coated my upper body. “Rayne..” he finished his sentence with a grin as he moved the knife and licked the blood off it in front of me, his other hand moved from my throat down my body as he chuckled to himself staring at me like his most prized possession. I felt a little sick to my stomach as I realized this was it, this was how I was going to die. In my mind feeling almost defeated at this point as Craven licked his blade like a hungry monster, this wasn’t the way I wanted to go, I wanted to go out screaming and fighting not bound, raped and killed.
A sigh came from my lips as my head drooped and I closed my eyes to fight back the tears of frustration, seeing me at my most vulnerable Craven took this opportunity to make sure I was under his thumb alright. He put his blade on my cheek wiping the blood and saliva on me like he owned me, “Don’t worry my dear.. I look after my play things, I can make your end a very pleasurable one If you let me. But by the way, your end it's going to be a long and painful death.”. My anger slowly built up again in that moment. “Fuck you.. Just kill me and be done with it..” hoping he would just end it there and then but I didn’t deserve such nice things. “Careful now..” he started tracing the blade across my cheek as his breath invaded me, “Wouldn’t want to hurt that pretty face of yours now would I?..”.
In a desperate attempt to attack him I tried to headbutt him but he moved smoothly out of the way as he started to get a little angry now, Craven jolted forward and punched my ribs over and over until I was out of breath and coughing blood on him. “Finding it hard to breath? maybe you shouldn’t have tried to hit me you little bitch..” he spat at me and he came closer again this time licking the blood that he wiped on me earlier, I flinched and moved my head away until he yanked it back with his hand once again forcing my head to be still as he licked my cheek and asserted his dominance. I heard him groan as his tongue traced my skin, this was getting him off and I could tell he was really enjoying me fighting against his grip as it tightened around my throat, choking me as his other hand started exploring my lower body.
“Get.. Your.. Filthy.. Hands.. Off.. me..” I said in between as his hand gripped my throat progressively tighter and tighter, in this madness my body felt intoxicated with unwanted lust and my mind was disgusted at the thought. His hand caressed the side of my body and slid over my thighs gently as his other hand slowly was making me start to black out again, tears in my eyes and nothing but disgust for myself, I struggled against him to try and keep my sanity. In that moment he loosened his grip at the last second making me gasp for air as his index finger slid up over my chin and poked it into my mouth, he swirled it around my tongue, his lick turned into kisses and started sucking on my neck a little. I wanted to bite his finger off so much but I didn’t want to anger him again, I’d find a way out but for now I’d let him have his way with me until I could seize an opportunity.
My tongue slid up and down his finger as his light sucking and kissing turned into biting and hard groping, his hand slowly reaching around grabbing and pinching my ass cheeks as a soft whimper was cushioned by the sounds of his finger swirling inside my mouth. Pulling my body forward and lifting me up by my ass he pressed his hard growing member against my thigh and abdomen, a little shocked by all this soft and rough foreplay I scoped out the room trying to find anything I could use to help me later on. The room was bare and full of old rotting wooden furniture, my gear wasn’t in sight and the only weapon was in his possession. I’d have to fight him for it and in this position I was completely useless and had no chance unless I could persuade him to let me loose. Time was ticking and this little escapade of his wasn’t going to last all night.
Craven was claiming my body inch by inch as his tongue traced along my collarbone now, his groans increasing as his words slurred across my pale skin. A cold shiver ran through my spine as I felt his warm body radiate on me, it made me a little uneasy at first until his continuous groping and feeling allowed me to accept it. How could this vile thing make me feel wanted and unwanted at the same time, my heart raced with unwanted lust as my tongue kept obeying that finger of his like a little lost puppy. I closed my eyes I just wanted to imagine it was someone else instead, someone I’d longed for, someone only my heart had. His finger came out my mouth as I gasped a little and drool rolled down my chin, his hands were now both exploring me and I kept my eyes closed because I didn’t want to see his face but It only heightened my senses and made it that ever more pleasurable.
A moan escaped my lips and his ears perked up a little, he grinned and moved his hand up again to the back of my neck now, he grasped onto my long hair and pulled hard yanking my head back, my head hit the wall but I shrugged it off a little. “See how nice I treat my toys.. I’m gonna take my time with you.. and then I’m going to wipe that smile off your pretty face when you're dead..” he laughed and buried his mouth onto my open neck, he bit hard and sucked it as he consumed more of my bleeding body. “I’ll drink you dry.. You're my little treat after all the hard killings I’ve been doing around here. Maybe I’ll let you live longer to see more people die..” He was toying with me and at the same time turning me on and there was nothing I could do to stop him. His free hand unbuckled his belt and let out his giant floating cock, I felt it slap against me as he moved it down and started gently thrusting in between my thighs.
It felt so nice, slipping in and out teasing me, my legs twitched and I howled a moan of delight into the ceiling. My body gave into him and my thoughts were slowly slipping from me, giving into my desires I unknowingly moved my hips in time with his thrusts as my clitoris rubbed along his moist and slippery hard cock, more and more moans left my open gasping mouth as he yanked harder on my hair. He mumbles into my chest “Hmmm your body is so good.. you’ve treated it like a temple.. and I shall enjoy taking too..” legs twitching again as I feel my own juices flowing onto him, his teasing made me cum a little on him, I hated myself but I wanted more, I needed more. “Ahhhhhhhhh” I sighed with a long moan as his cock kept teasing me, his mouth moved down and both his hands grabbed onto my breasts as he licked and sucked them.
My head lunged forward as he let go of my hair, my eyes opened and I couldn’t help but watch him please me and himself in the process. “You fucking dirty whore.. I felt that hot cum of yours on me.. You enjoy being toyed with don't you..” he slapped my face again and again and again until he got what he wanted. “I bet your dad fucks better than you..” I laughed and didn’t care anymore, he could take my body but he’d never have my soul. Craven shook his head and got his blade again this time he stabbed me in my shoulder and twisted the blade making sure he was still thrusting away. The mixture of pain and pleasure was unbearable as I screamed and shook my body intensely trying desperately to keep it together. “Fuckkkk youuuuu..” I said in between the scream, not giving into him again as my anger and pain rose.
“I’ll have you screaming my name you filthy little whore..” Twisting the knife more he made me yell in more pain as he slipped his cock slowly into me. His thrusts gradually getting unbelievably fast and hard, he panted and grunted as he gripped onto my ass pulling at it as it slammed down all the way to the bottom. His cock reached deep into my womb and left me panting and breathless from endless pain and pleasure, he stopped very suddenly and demanded my attention. “Say my name..” slapping again, “Say my name whore..” he grabbed my jaw and brought my lips closer to his. He bit my lip and sucked on it as the tip of his cock teased me, I moaned and fidgeted until he kept my head in place again. I whispered “Craven” and closed my eyes again in disappointment, he kept his grip and demanded I watch him as he started to kiss my lips and moan as his cock forced its way inside me yet again.
He pulled the knife out making me gush everywhere, blood covered my body now as he fucked me. “When it Raynes it pours..” he bathed his face in my blood as he kept thrusting hard and fast laughing maniacally as he covered my wound with his mouth. Soon enough he made me cum again and when that happened he groaned and leaned back as his hot cum filled me up inside, seeping out at the sides he panted and let out a sigh of relief as he shot his load. This was it, this was my time to act, I pulled legs hard and fast as the restraints broke. My legs wrapped around his waist and pulled him in close, leaning my head back I whipped my head forward fast and hard repeatedly, headbutting him and busting my nose in the process, bloody screaming and rage fueled me to keep smashing his head.
He got hurt pretty bad and was pissed embracing my whole body he lifted me and pulled me off the wall and threw my body to the other side of the room. In a thump I became very disoriented and very weak, that took all my strength and I couldn’t stand up. I heard him walking fast over to me as I felt his blade slip into my back, taking my breath away I went limp from pain and felt sick with anger and hurt. He lent down and whispered “Told you I’d kill you..” he pulled it out and stabbed me once more before getting up and leaving.
I lay in a pool of my own blood, my hand tried to reach forward but I couldn’t, I had lost, I was finally defeated. I somehow managed to roll over in agonizing pain, the sunrise in the distance was enough for me to calmly close my eyes and embrace death as the sun hit my face. I thought about my long distance friends and my love, I realized I’d never tell him my feelings and I’d take it to my grave. I was slipping into that darkness, I couldn’t keep awake anymore it was at that moment someone picked me up, I felt them trying to shake me but I was unresponsive and felt my life slipping from my body. I heard his voice. “Knife ears.. Rayne.. Don’t die.. I’m taking us home..” a last tear of joy escaped my eye as i barely spoke his name. “Aden..” I felt him carry me like his princess and I was happy, I felt myself slip away into that happy place in his arms.
I’m sorry Aden..
I never told you..
I loved you..
I'm glad you were a part of me..
Forgive me..
Please..
Don’t forget me..
(A few days pass)
A gentle hand caressing my cheek, my eyes open up a little as I squint in pain, Aden smiles at me and kisses my forehead as he strokes my cheek. “Don’t scare me like that again Missy” he laughed and his smile made my heart warm, I couldn’t help but smile happily back at him. “Aden.. I’m..” he puts a finger to my lips as he shushes me. “Rest.. we can talk when your healed..” he pulled the blanket up and laid down next to me, reassuring me, stroking my cheek more he lovingly cuddled up to me to make me feel safe. I closed my eyes as tears of joy rolled down my cheeks, after everything, I get a fucking happy ending.
FIN
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