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Single mother Rachel Pierson was working in diner when she met a man who claimed to be a construction supervisor. He had been funny and charming and smart and promised to return the next day. He didn’t return again for eight months. When he did he began stalking her, terrifying the woman. After nearly two weeks of being stalked a Serial Killer who had been working his way down he west coast targeted her and only her stalkers timely arrival saved her life.
Turned out that her stalker hadn’t worked construction. He was a former Marine turned undercover cop who had been seriously hurt while undercover. He had barely survived the brain surgery and when he came out of it, his only memories of his recent like, were her. With nowhere to go, Rachel agreed to stay with Jacob, her former Stalker turned protector.
Over the course of her stay she fell in love with Jacob and in a final act of love he sacrificed himself to save her and her daughter. After she discovered she was pregnant with his child. She named him Jake Teddy Lawrence in honor of the man who saved her family.
For seven years she lived in peace. It was over.
Disclaimer.
This series shows disturbing scenes of violence done to both men and women, a young woman being stalked and insights into the demented mind of Serial Killers. You have been warned. If this type of thing is not your ‘cup of tea’ turn back now, for those brave enough to venture in, welcome and we hope you enjoy.
A Stalker Vs Serial Killers: Dawn Breakers
Chapter 1
Part 1
Revelations.
Life settled into a dull, boring routine. Dull and boring, but safe. Rachel tried to move on with her life, put it all back together after Jacob’s death. To give all the love and devotion she felt for the man to their son. Jake Teddy Lawrence turned six the month before. His older sister Lily was now thirteen and becoming a young woman.
There wasn’t a year that went by that she didn’t think of Jake’s father. She would often see him in a crowded room. Across the promenade at the mall. His hair was longer then she remembered and he wore a beard but she knew it was him. She’d look back and he’d be gone, a figment of her imagination. The want to have him back. To have the time back they lost. It was simply to strong.
The month before Jake turned six she moved in with the man she had been seeing for six months. They met when she was at the park watching her children play. His dog ran off its leash right to her. Not seconds after she had heard Jake’s whisper on the wind. It had to be a sign she told herself and gave the guy a shot. She never regretted it.
His name was Matt and he worked in the PR department of the local hospital. He was good to her and to Lily. It was hard for him to be anything to Jake as she and his big sister doted on him so but Matt tried.
The only problem she had was how secretive he was about his work. There wasn’t a day that went by that he wasn’t taking hushed phone calls. They sometimes came in the dead of night and he would speak in whispers in the hallway. When she questioned him, he just laughed and told her it was work. The voice on the other end was never female, so she never gave it a second thought. At least he wasn’t cheating.
That night after putting Teddy to bed and making sure that Lily was asleep she took Matt’s hand and led him upstairs. If she didn’t insist upon it, then he would have been up all night watching the news. He was fanatic about it. Better that then football she told herself with a chuckle more often than not.
Once they got upstairs she pulled his shirt from his small slender frame and planted a soft kiss between the line of his chest. She allowed him to pull her own off and then slipped out of her jeans and crawled into bed next to him.
For the next hour she rode him. Her hips working in small almost non existent circles. Working hard to keep him inside her. Her hands on the head board. His eyes were closed and his hands on her full hips. He was groaning with intense pleasure as she rode him without a sound.
When she felt him swell she slipped off him and stroked her hand up and down his average, at best, cock until it exploded on her breasts. Ten minutes from start to finish. Breathless he leaned up and kissed her tenderly.
‘I didn’t feel you…..’ He whispered.
‘I did honey.’ she answered with a warm smile. She never called him baby. Not once in their entire relationship. ‘Don’t worry, this was about you. Happy six month anniversary.’
‘You are to good to me.’ He whispered and in seconds was asleep.
She slipped beneath the covers and hit the switch on the light drowning the room in darkness. When she drifted off she dreamt of him again. Riding up and down his huge cock. Feeling the thunderous orgasm slamming into her like a mack truck. Screaming at the top of her lungs into his hand.
~Chase Anderson~
His muscular form was covered in a thin layer of sweat. The warm thick air sticking to him like a second skin. The humidity so thick it was like a blanket. He was groaning in pleasure sitting on the back porch of the small wood cabin in the back of the compound. The nineteen year old blonde sat naked in his lap her hips rising and falling on his length,
Her blonde hair flying around her head as she threw her head back and forth from the intensity of the orgasm rocking her body. Her petite frame held up by his muscled arms beneath her knees. Her arms around his neck. She leaned her head down and bit down hard on his shoulder. Blood ran down her chin across his thick pectoral muscle.
It was almost more then she could bare. Over an hour of this had yanked more orgasms from her body then it had seen in her entire life until now. Finally she felt him begin to swell and felt him yank her off him and drop her to the wooden porch below.
‘Lift your face bitch.’ He growled stroking his cock fast. ‘I’m gonna paint it pretty pale white.’
She looked up instantly as he commanded and he exploded coating her face in his cum. Unlike the other men she had been with, his cum wasn’t warm. It was downright hot. He growled low in his throat as he came and wiped the tip across her mouth. She lapped up the remains without hesitation. Once he was cleaned he stuffed himself back into his jeans.
‘Now get lost.’ He commanded.
‘Yes sir.’ She whispered. ‘Thank you for allowing me to serve you.’
His lips curled into an unhappy feral smile as she rose and scurried away naked into the night. He hated that. Doing that, but he had to fit in. He felt dirty, like he had raped the poor girl but he knew she was like all the others. She was property here.
He plucked the red and white pack of cigarettes from the table next to the chair where he sat. He took one between his teeth and flicked the silver zippo to life. The fire illuminated his bearded face. His eyes were brown, like chocolate. His hair was golden brown and down to his jaw.
As he sat smoking a figure appeared from the darkness. Stepping out of the shadows to his left. The figure was that of a middle aged man. Thick around the middle with receding black hair. The man licked his lips eagerly.
‘I am happy to see you finally sampled the fruit of the our trees.’ the man said.
‘It’s hard not to brother Montgomery.’ Chase answered. ‘It hangs so low, succulent. Expecting to be plucked.’
‘You may soon be ready for the purple.’ The man hinted with a grin. ‘Praise be master Haley.’
‘Praise be master Haley.’ Chase repeated.
Brother Montgomery disappeared into the shadows he had stepped from and Chase looked back out into the darkness of the compound. He drew deep on the cigarette trying to keep his face even. The man had watched him fuck the girl as a test.
When he was finished with the smoke he rose from the chair and crushed it on the wood of the porch before retiring inside. He slept through the night withou
t a single dream. He didn’t dream anymore. Had nothing worth dreaming about anyway.
He was awoken less then an hour later by the door being kicked in. Five men in black robes and masks dragged him from the bed. He didn’t resist. There was no point. If they were here to kill him, he couldn’t stop them.
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INTRODUCTION For at least three years Alfie Dunlop really believed his sister would have sex with him, but she never did. That was a defining realization for Alfie, becoming aware that the perversities of females extended even to sex. His mother had been perversely responsible for calling him Alfred, an ancient and once noble name that he’d found to be hideously inappropriate for a young guy then heading for the 21st Century. Fortunately his father came to his senses and allowed Alfred to be...
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A short piece I know. It was supposed to gone on longer, but the idea’s I had seemed to be merely tacked on, so I left it. ******** I was walking home in the cold drizzle when the car pulled over a short way ahead of me, the engine stuttering. The driver, who I could just about make out in the evening gloom as a woman, got out and opened up the bonnet, peering in at the engine. As she looked over the recalcitrant motor I heard her speak. ‘Oh you silly cow Carla, you didn’t do the radiator...
Introduction: Part 18 *****Just a quick note: Chapter 17 was removed by the site because Samil was under the age of eighteen when Ahriman introduced him to the sacrifice. Im not going to rewrite it so that hes older, so just continue from here.***** Ahriman pulled the Cayenne off the road into the trees far enough that it wasnt visible to anyone driving by and looked at his son. Samil was a man now, but he still wasnt comfortable with this. Are you sure about this, Samil? You understand how...
Introduction: Part 16 Please read parts 1-15 to understand the story, especially before voting. He was driving through downtown Roanoke, Kaneez in the passenger seat of his brand new Porsche Cayenne. He wasnt looking for whores this triphe had two of those already strung up in the ritual room. No, this time he was looking for a replacement for the bitch he had sacrificed six months earlier. She had joined the whores and Mother in her own drum an astonishing two days after he had skinned her....
Introduction: Part 2 Please read part 1 to understand the story, especially before voting. I woke up to the smell of piss again. I scrambled out of bed and was stripping the sheets when the door slammed open against the wall. She closed it, grabbed me by the hair, and threw me to the ground. No, Mother, please! Youre disgusting! Fourteen years old and still pissing in your bed! Strip those filthy clothes off now! I had to do what she said, even though I knew what was coming. The sick...
Introduction: Part 7 Please read parts 1-6 to understand the story, especially before voting. The whores lasted two months. Two months of magnificent screams and coppery blood and sublime fucking of Kaneez. He was careful to inflict only wounds on them that were not life-threatening in and of themselves. He fed them the same porridge Kaneez ate, and they amazed him with their will to live. He taunted them with the idea that he would one day let them go, and they believed him. It was the...