Roomates


Posted by NotThatJack on November 09, 20011 at 10:41:53:

Roommates


Jack pulled around the corner from the small bungalow and parked. He opened the manila envelope and took another look at the picture of the the dark haired, doe-eyed young woman with the sharp nose and full lips to make sure he would remember her image and then double checked the name and address on the back. He verified that the street name was correct and that he knew which house it was. He put the picture back in the manila envelope and put it on a clipboard. He sat patiently for a while watching the street and the other houses. After a time, a young dark haired woman walked up to the house and unlocked the door.

Jack stayed where he was for around 20 minutes without moving. When he was convinced that nobody was watching, he picked up the plain wrapped box, checked that he had his gun and knife clipped to the back of his pants and stood up. With his brown shirt and shorts, he looked enough like a delivery man that nobody would notice him. He walked up to the front door of the house and knocked.

After a bit, he heard a woman's voice say, “Yeah, who is it?”

He could see the dark hair and eyes looking out from the small window and the front door.

“Got a delivery. Need someone to sign for it.”

He could see surprise in the large dark eyes, '”Not expecting any package.”

“Isn't this 2387 Edgeloom Drive?”

“Yeah. But we're not expecting any package.”

Jack shrugged, “Fine. No skin off my nose. I get paid whether you sign for it or not. I'll take it back to the depot and leave the notification.”

He scribbled gibberish on a piece of paper and stuck it in the doorjamb, “You can come by and pick it up tomorrow”

He turned to leave and then smiled when he heard, “Hang on. I'll sign for it.”

He turned back to the door and slipped the gun out of the holster as he heard locks being opened.

When the door opened slightly, he saw the young woman wearing shorts and a t-shirt holding out her hand, “Give it here.”

Jack held out the clipboard and, as she took it, he forced the door open and stuck the gun into the young woman's face.

She gasped and stepped back. Jack took advantage of the movement and stepped in the house, shutting the door with his shoulder.

“Sit down!”, Jack said with menace in his voice.

The young woman, her face pale, stumbled back and sat on a couch.

She began to say something and Jack held up his hand and said, more calmly, “Quiet. I'm going to tell you the rules and then we'll get to business. Nod if you understand.”

She stared at Jack and her head jerked up and down. Jack could see her shaking as she sat.

“Jack smiled, “Good. Rule one – When I ask a question, you answer. Quickly and truthfully. If you hesitate or I think you're lying, then I'll hurt you. Do it again and I'll hurt you worse. Keep doing it and I'll kill you.”

He looks at her, “OK?”

She took a breath as if she was going to say something and then nodded.

“Good girl. Rule two – when I tell you to do something, you do it. No questions, no hesitation. Same penalties for breaking this rule. OK?”

Her eyes grew even wider and she nodded.

“Right. Let's get started. You are Abbey Kornald, correct?”

She shook her head, “No”

Jack stepped up to her and raised his hand to backhand her across the face but before he could, she cried out with panic in her voice, “I'm her roommate, Bianca Sampson. I swear to God.”

She began to cry and pointed at the end table. Jack glanced over and saw a picture of two young woman at the beach, laughing and wearing very similar bikinis. Jack looked at the photo and back to the woman on the couch.

“Don't move”, he said and, as he kept the gun trained in her direction, he picked up the picture and then took the photo from the manila envelope. As he looked back and forth between the woman, the vacation photo and the picture he brought, he began to smile. Then he tossed both the pictures onto the couch and began to laugh.

Bianca looked at him confused and began to relax a little.

Jack shook his head and muttered, “Close enough to be sisters. Who would have figured.?”

Pointing the gun at her again, but not as deliberately, he asked, “When should Abbey get home?”

The young woman glanced at the clock on the wall and said, “ 'Bout half an hour.”

He shrugged “Guess I wait then. But what to do about you?”

He looked at her thoughtfully and saw her begin to tremble again.

“Bathroom?”, he asked.
She pointed to the hallway quickly.

“OK. Stand up and walk to the bathroom ahead of me. I'll tie you up and gag you in the bathroom so you can't interfere when Abbey gets here. You've been a good girl and followed all the rules.”

Bianca stood up and Jack noticed her firm young breasts pushing against her t-shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra and he could see her nipples erect from the adrenaline. She walked slowly towards the bathroom, giving Jack a look at her round butt as her hips twitched. As they neared the door, Jack eased the gun back into it's holster and took out the hunting knife.

As she entered the bathroom, Jack gave her a slight push, which forced her off balance, then he grabbed her shoulder and slammed her back against the wall, his left arm pinning her shoulders against the wall. At the same time, his right hand moved upwards and the razor sharp eight-inch long blade of the hunting knife slammed into her body, just under her left breast.

Bianca grunted as the impact knocked the breath from her body and the blade penetrated her heart. Keeping the blade buried in the young woman, Jack stared into her eyes which showed shock and confusion. His thumb caressed her breast and reached her nipple as he gave the knife a slight twist. A slight squeak escaped Bianca's lips as her eyes dulled and her body went boneless in death.

Keeping the knife against her, Jack carefully lowered her body to the floor and then pulled the knife out with a squelch. Blood began to ooze from the wound and pool on the floor.

Jack looked at the knife and smiled a cold smile and then put the knife with Bianca's blood on it back in it's sheath. “Like sisters” he muttered with a chuckle.

It was maybe 20 minutes later that Jack heard a key in the lock and took out his gun. A smile crossed his face.

The woman walked into the living room and set down a briefcase. Then she puled her white blouse out from her tight black dress.

“Bianca! You home yet?”

Jack stepped out from the corner with the gun pointed at the woman, “Bianca's busy, kid”

The young woman whipped around to stare at Jack, her dark eyes wide. She opened her mouth to scream or speak, Jack couldn't tell which.

“Keep it closed, sweetheart. Don't make a sound. Everything's going to be fine as long as you follow the rules.”

The dark haired beauty closed her mouth and nodded. This one didn't tremble.

“You're smart. I like that. Makes things go smoother. Rule one – When I ask a question, you answer. Quickly and truthfully. If you hesitate or I think you're lying, then I'll hurt you. Do it again and I'll hurt you worse. Keep doing it and I'll kill you. OK?”

She nodded.

“Rule two – when I tell you to do something, you do it. No questions, no hesitation. Same penalties for breaking this rule. OK?”

She nodded again.

“Now sit down on the couch.”

She did so, then tentatively raised her hand.

“A question?”

Another nod.

Jack shrugged, “OK. Since you asked nice.”

“Where's my roommate?”

“The lovely Bianca? The one that looks so much like you?”

A nod.

Jack nodded towards the bathroom “Tied up and gagged in the john.”

The young woman seemed to relax a bit.

“You are Abbey Kornald, correct?”

“Yes”

“You work at Hornady & Palomar?”

“Yes”

“Good. Now stand up.”

A look of confusion came over the woman's face and she slowly stood up.

Jack moved until he was standing a step or so away from her, “Now take off your clothes.”

An angry look came over the woman’s face, “What? I will n ...”

Jack's fist stopped her talk as it is jabbed into her gut.

“Urrrgghh”, she bent, gagged, and dropped to her knees.

Jack smiled and shook his finger in front of her face, “Uh – uh. Remember the rules. In case you're worried, I'm not here to rape you. Now, stand up and take your clothes off.”

Abbey used the sofa to help herself stand up, unbuttoned her blouse, slipped it off, folded it carefully, and set it on the table. She was wearing a white unwired bra over her full breasts. She unzipped her black skirt and let it drop. Then she picked it up and folded it as well. She was wearing flesh colored stockings and white bikini style panties with a little flower on the side. Throughout all of this she did not look at Jack.

She reached up to her bra strap and looked at Jack.

“Everything”

She sighed and closed her eyes for a moment and then pulled her arm through first one then the other bra strap and pulled the bra down. Her breasts were full but did not shift much when freed from the bra. Abbey rotated the bra, unhooked it and tossed it down with the rest of the clothes.

Then she looked at Jack questioningly as she gestured at the couch.

Jack nodded, his face impassive.

Abbey sat on the couch and reached down to pull off her shoes. Then, one at a time, she rolled the stockings down her long, shapely legs, carefully turned them right side out and put them, folded, on the table with the rest of the clothes.

Her eyes closed and she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down, raising her hips slightly, then dropped them on the pile. Jack could see that her bush had been carefully trimmed to what was known as a 'landing strip'.

She stood once more, her eyes downcast.

“Fine. Turn around, hands behind your back.”

Abbey looked for a moment like she might object but looked at Jack and sighed, then turned her back to Jack and put her hands behind her back, her wrists crossed.

Jack stepped forward, reached down, and uncrossed her wrists. Then he pulled a pair of handcuffs out of his pocket and snapped them on. He could feel the young woman shiver as he ratcheted them closed.

Jack stepped back, “Turn around”

She did.

“OK. That's better. Much less likely you'll try something stupid. Now, let's get down to business.”

Abbey, looked up at him, and he could see her trying to raise a hand, hampered by the cuffs.

“You have a question?”

“Yes”

“OK. What is it?”
“Bianca. Can I see her?”

Jack sighed, “That's nice. You're worried about your friend. After we finish our business, I'll let you see her.”

“Thank you”

Jack smiled, a cold smile that did not reach his eyes, “You're welcome.”

The smile dropped, “Business first. On Tues day did you bring a mini cassette home to transcribe at home during the evening?”

“What? Why ...”, Abbey started to say, than saw Jack's hand bunch into a fist.

“Yes!”, she yelled, “I mean yes, I did!”

“Fast learner. Good. Now, my employer wants that tape and he sent me to collect it. Where is it?”

She sighed, “My room”

“Get it”

The young woman nodded and made her way down the hall, leaning against the wall. Jack followed. She made her way to a desk with a cassette player and a typewriter. “Top drawer on the left, under the pages.”

Jack found the tape where she said, took it and slipped it into his pocket.

“I'm gonna get fired for this”, she muttered.

“Nah”, Jack said quietly, “I wouldn't worry about that. You'll have a nice bruise. And then there's Bianca.”

Abbey looked quickly at Jack, “You said ...”

“Come on. She's in the bathroom.”

He took the young woman by the arm and led her to the bathroom.

Holding onto her arm, Jack shouldered the door open, and Abbey saw the body of her roommate, Bianca. She was laying on her side on the floor, her eyes half open, her lips parted. The white t-shirt was no longer white but deep red and soaking wet. Her breasts were obvious through the blood drenched shirt. A pool of blood had formed under her torso and was slowly creeping towards the door.

“Oh god. Bianca.!”, Abbey's eyes widened and her legs buckled.

“No!”, she wailed as Jack held her upright.

She turned her head and looked up at Jack, her dark eyes wide and brimming, tears beginning to crawl down her cheeks.

“You … you killed her … why?”, she said, her breath coming in short gasps.

“Had to. She'd seen me.”, Jack shrugged, “She was nice. No trouble. So I did her quick. Knife in the heart. Didn't know it was coming.”

Jack felt the young woman slump some more and put his arm around her shoulder to hold her up.

“No … no ...no” She moaned.

Jack smiled and looked down at her. “Still can't get over how much alike you guys are”, he said slowly and carefully.

Abbey looked at him, an expression of confusion on her face.

His arm still around her shoulder, Jack began to lead Abbey back towards the bedroom, “Come on, doll, let's go back and get this over with.”

“What?”, Abbey said quietly, and then her shock at seeing her dead roommate began to clear.

“Wait!”, she cried, her eyes looking around wildly, “Don't! Please! Oh god! I gave you the tape! Don't hurt me!”

“Shhh”, Jack said softly, “It's OK. I'll do it fast. It won't hurt.”

They reached the bedroom and Abbey started dragging her feet.

“You don't have to kill me. I won't say anything. Um … um ...I can say I came home and found Bianca. Never saw you. OK? That'll work.”

Jack shook his head, “Naw. Can't do that. Cops get you, you'll tell 'em. You'll think about Bianca in there and squeal. Anyway, orders are to get the tape and then kill you. Doing your little roomie in there wasn't part of the plan.”

He chuckled, “Saw her come in and thought it was you.”

He sat the young woman down on the bed and looked at her, sitting on the bed, her hands cuffed behind her back, which pushed her full, firm tits forward.

Shaking his head, he muttered, “What a waste”

Reaching behind he took out his gun and pointed it at her.

“No! I have an idea! Don't shoot me!”

Jack lowered the gun a bit and looked at her, thinking that it had taken her long enough to figure it out with all the hints he had given her.

Breathing fast, Abbey says, “You're supposed to kill me, right?”

Jack nods.

“You did. You came, killed me and found the tape, then left. Bianca and me look alike so nobody will blame you.”

Jack shrugs, “Hmmm … might work. What about you?”

He saw her thinking.

“Where will you go?”

“Away”, Abbey said, “I'll just go away. Change my name. Abbey Kornald will disappear. OK? I'll just go away.”

She stared up at Jack, hope and pleading in her large, dark eyes, “Please.”

Jack thought a moment and says, “Y'know. That might work.”

Then he looked down at her again, his eyes roaming over her body, “You get to live but what's in it for me?”

She looked up at him, smiling a bit, licking her lips, “Me”

“You?”

“Yeah. I let you know where I am and anytime you want me, I'm yours. Whatever you want. However you want it.”

“That's real nice. Assuming you tell me where you are.”

“It can start now. Please. Now. I'm yours.”

“I like that”, Jack said, “We have a deal.”

“Really?”

Jack looked her in the eyes and said, “I promise”and unzipped his brown shorts and let them drop to the floor, then his boxers dropped and his large erection sprang up.

“Let's get this party started.”, he stepped forward and his gun came up against her temple, “And don't try anything stupid.”

She shook her head and leaned forward, her tongue licking up his rod until it came to the tip where it circled the head. Then she took him into her mouth.

Jack felt the warm softness of her mouth as it engulfed him, her head moving back and forth as her tongue flicked at him.

After a while, she moved her mouth away and said, “I can do more with my hands free, baby”

“Later. After. Promise”, Jack mumbled and pushed her head back to his dick.

“Mmppphhh”, she tried to say something but it was cut off by Jack's member plunging back in her mouth.

After more time like this, Abbey leaned back, her eyes hooded and her lips full. Jack could see her breathing hard, her breasts shaking with their nipples hard. “In me. I want you in me. Now.”

Jack reached under her hips and shifted her so that she was lying on the bed. Her knees open and bent.

Jack knelt between her legs and took hold of her firm full breasts, squeezing them and running his thumbs over her nipples.

“Mmmmmm”, Abbey moaned.

Shifting his hips, Jack, slid his dick into her slick pussy.

Abbey took a sharp intake of breath and drove her hips up.

“Aaaaaaahh”, she cried out, “Yes!”

Jack pumped his dick into her and leaned over, meeting her full lips with his own. He could feel her moan as their lips met and her tongue entwined around his.

He could feel her pussy like a silky sheath around his dick, the muscles contracting and relaxing.

He raised himself on his left arm and, while he continued to pump his dick into her, held out his right hand so that she could see the blood covered hunting knife.

“Just want you to know that the knife I'm going to kill you with has Bianca's blood on it. While you die, remember that. It'll make you like sisters. Blood sisters.”

He could see when she registered the knife and what he had said through the mist of the sex.

“What? Noooo”, she cried, “You can't. You promised!”

Jack smiled, “I lied. You knew I was a cold blooded murderer. Did you think I wouldn't lie to you?”

She began to writhe under him, trying to get away but his weight and strength were too much.

“Yeah, doll”, Jack said, grinding his dick into her even more, “That's good. You're a great piece , you know. I'm going to love fucking you while you die.”

Jack put the point of the knife against her belly and felt her movements stop. He looked into her eyes.

“Feel that?”, he said softly, “I think I'm getting even harder thinking about sticking you.”

He saw her eyes grow wider and then her head slowly moved back and forth and her eyes filled with tears.

“No. Please. Don't. Not this. Please.”, she said softly, begging without hope.

Jack looked at her and then pushed the knife slowly into her belly, feeling the resistance of her skin until the blade sliced through and entered her guts. He eyes grew wide, filled with pain and fear. A long cry came from her and he felt her pussy contract around him.

When he felt her skin against his knuckles and her cry became quieter, he gave the knife a twist, which caused another cry of agony from her full lips. Then he jerked the knife quickly from her guts, a splatter of blood whipped against the wall of the bedroom. She screamed again.

Jack continued to fuck the wounded woman as her scream became a moan. Then he drove the knife into her side again and again, feeling the waves of shock and pain as they course though her pussy.

“Oh yeah”, he said, “That feels so good”

He began driving the knife into her side in time with the thrusts of his dick in her pussy. After a bit, her screams became grunts and moans.

As her moans became wetter sounding with a gurgling undertone, Jack felt himself ready to cum. He plunged the knife into her side, just under her armpit. Her eyes widened and her back arched as Jack exploded in her, great spurts of cum filling her. Blood filled her mouth and, as Jack finished his orgasm, he could see her eyes fix and stare into nothing.

As he slid out of her with a slight squelch, Jack stretched, leaned over and moved a bit of hair off of her face. Looking at her blood covered body, her torso oozing blood from many wounds, the bedspread soaked, cum dripping from her pussy, he smiled and stood up. He rolled the dead woman onto her side and. taking a small key from his pocket, unlocked the handcuffs and removed them. Then, rolling the body onto it's back, Jack patted her on her cheek and said, “See, doll, told you I’d take them off after.”.

Wiping the bloody knife on the bedspread, he put it away and left.