Scream!

I couldn't keep my eyes off the pretty bitch, as I slowly finished my dinner. She was beautiful, and she knew it. Her hair was long, chestnut brown, and it swung about her like a cloak, as she walked through the restaurant. She was about 5'2" and very slender, her skin smooth, and her eyes big green globes in her pretty face. Guess she was in her mid or late twenties. I could feel my pants getting smaller, my dick getting all hard, as I watched her little ass prance by my table, her firm buns stretching the fabric of her short black skirt.Her breasts pressed hard against her black shirt, and waved up and down as she walked. I tried to catch her eyes, but she was too busy, getting people seated, and making sure they were comfortable. All the other guys in the restaurant glanced at her when their wives weren't looking. And she enjoyed it, the little slut, enjoyed their greedy eyes on her. She wouldn't give any of them the time of day. Didn't matter, I thought and grinned to myself. Tonight she would be all mine.

I left the restaurant just a few minutes to eleven, when I knew the restaurant were closing. I seated myself in my red Pontiac, and sat there staring at the doors, waiting for the little slut. Finally she came out. She was wearing an ugly pink jacket, and she looked around the parking lot, nervously, as if she almost expected someone to be waiting for her. I smiled in the dark, as she hurried towards a stationwagon. A few seconds later, it pulled out of the parking lot. I shifted my car into gear, and followed close behind. I hoped she would go somewhere where she would be alone, so I could fuck her. A few minutes later, the stationwagon pulled into the driveway of a two story wood frame house. I stopped my car, and let it roll to a halt on the opposite side of the street. The house was dark. So she would be alone. I smiled to myself, and touched my crotch, felt my dick pressing hard against my pants.

The bitch parked the car in the garage, and stepped inside. I saw the lights being turned on in the living room, and a few minutes later, in two of the windows on the second floor. Probably a bedroom, or a bathroom, I thought, pulled my gun from under the dashboard, and stepped out of the car. The cold air chilled my face, and made me think clearer. Couldn't let my dick run the entire show, unless I wanted every cop in town chasing after me, within the hour. I looked up and down the street, trying to guess if I could be seen from any of the other houses. Fortunately most of them were dark, and a few trees would hide me, once I got into the the bitch's garden. I made my way quickly across the street, and ducked into the shadows of the trees. As far as I could guess, the bitch was still upstairs, and it would be a fair guess that she wouldn't even hear me get in, if I was a bit careful. When I looked at the front door, I realised that getting in would be no problem..no problem at all. The door had one of those small diamond shaped windows in the middle, just made for burglars! A single tap on the thin glass, with the butt of my gun, and I could open the door by sticking my arm in, and opening it from the inside.

I opened the door, sneaked through the hall and into the living room. Nobody was there. I could hear the soft sound of bare feet on tiles coming from upstairs, and water filling into a tub. So the bitch was going to take a bath? Too good to be true! I thought about her wet, soft, fragrant body as I made my way up the stairs. When I reached the second floor, I could hear her singing softly to herself from the bathroom, as she washed. or played in the water. Just opposite to the landing, a door stood open, revealing a large bedroom. The black shirt and skirt the bitch had been wearing at the restaurant lay on a large waterbed, and the door of a large dresser stood open. She'd probably come in here right after she finished her bath. All I had to do was wait. A few minutes later, I heard her getting out of the tub. And then her bare feet on the floor of the hall. I pressed against the wall beside the door, the gun pointing towards the opening, level with her head. When she walked into the bedroom, she went right past me, and towards the dresser. I kept silent, followed her with the muzzle of the gun. She was naked, her beautiful body pink and moist. A towel was wrapped around her head, to dry the hair, so I could see her pretty slender neck. Her breasts were small and firm, her stomach flat.And her ass....mmmm, her ass was fucking great.

hen she reached the dresser, she stood still, suddenly stiff as a board, her eyes wide with shock. I was staring right into her eyes in the mirror on the dresser. 'Halloo there, Julie, remember me?' I said and smiled to her. She turned around, lifted her right arm to cover her breasts, while covering her pubic region with her left hand. Her eyes were still wide with shock, her pouty lower lip shaking in fear, and her voice trembling as she spoke 'Oh, god, what are you doing here?'. Her eyes shifted between my gun, my face, and the bulge in my tight jeans.'Yea, you're fucking right bitch. I'm going to fuck you. And you better enjoy it too'. The muscles in her throat tensed, as if she tried to scream, but found herself unable. 'And if you scream, I'll blow your fucking head off'. 'Oh please, please don't hurt me' she wined , as I walked over to her. 'Well, who ever said anything about hurting anyone?' I said and picked up the black panties she'd put on the bed. 'Just be a good girl, and put these in your mouth' Her big green eyes looked at me, pleading, as she accepted the panties. 'You can take anything you want from the house, after you're done. Just promise you wont hurt me'. 'Yea, yea, just do as I say' I hissed. And she did.

When she'd put the panties in her mouth, I found a set of long silk stockings in the dresser. I used one of them to tie around her face, so the panties were held in her mouth, and she were unable to scream. Then I tied her hands together on her back with the other stocking. 'Now lay back, and spread your legs' I said, and smiled. She looked at me again, scared, vulnerable, then spread her legs, and closed her eyes. I savoured the sight of her pussy. It was visible through a thin growth of delicate black hair. Her lips were still moist from the bath, a few drops of water caught in the black hair. I knelt between her legs, and touched her smooth thighs. She twitched a little, and tried to say something through the gag. I let my hands run around her, till I cupped her wonderful little ass. Then I lowered my face onto her pussy. It smelled good. Clean. I let my tongue penetrate the thin cover of hair, ran it down her silk smooth lips, until it reached the soft skin between her pussy and ass. She twitched again, another, less tortured sound, coming through the gag. 'Yea, you might as well enjoy it, slut' I said, as I lifted up my face and stared into hers 'coz I'm going to fuck you for the rest of your life'. A puzzled expression crossed her face, but it was quickly replaced by fear, as she realised what I meant. 'Yea I'm going to fuck you, and kill you, lovely bitch'

Once again I pressed my tongue against her pussy, this time running it upwards over her lips. I pressed it into her soft crack, felt her muscles pulling tight, trying to shut me out. I chewed on my tongue, letting salvia gather in my mouth, then let it drip from my lips to the crack of her pussy. When I once again pressed my tongue against her, it went in as deep as it could. She tasted good, fresh. I felt her lips getting harder around my tongue. When I pulled out, and let it glide to her clitoris, I felt it growing too. She moaned as I pressed my tongue flat against her, and rubbed it harder and harder over her pussy. I pushed a finger inside her, and it went in without resistance. My tongue and lips kept caressing her clitoris, as my finger probed her. 'You enjoy this don't you, you fucking bitch' I grinned, and looked at her face. She tried to conceal her excitement, shook her head and grunted something through the gag. 'Yes you do slut. The body can be such a traitorous thing. Well, don't be ashamed...after all it is the final fuck of your life'.

I kept licking her for quite some time. I loved feeling the bitch respond to my caresses, loved the taste of her juices, the smell of her excitement. She moaned, her face growing red, and sweat covering her body. Well, this was my party, so now I would have some fun. I unzipped my pants, and pulled out my dick. It was hard. I tore off my shirt, kicked off my pants, and pushed my dick inside her. I let my body fall on top of her small form, pressing her down, pressing hard against her. Her small breasts pressed against my chest, and I could feel her erect nipples like small hard knobs. I steadied myself on my elbows, and looked into her eyes. I began pumping inside her, thrusting as deep and as hard as I could. She pulled shut her eyes, and the features of her face contorted in a mixture of pain and joy. 'You know, you really are a good fuck' I grinned. 'But I'll still have to kill you' The thought made me horny, and I thrust even harder. She began screaming through the gag, and her eyes opened wide. Her screams ran together into one deep groan. Her whole body trembled with pleasure, her legs pulled tight around my ass. I let my lips close around her nose. She exhaled into my mouth, and tried to pull air back into her lungs, but I didn't allow it. Instead I thrust harder, faster. The tried to breath through the gag, but it was too hard. She made a whining noise deep in her throat with her last air, then became silent. She thrashed under me, in a mixture of fear, pain and pure ecstasy. I felt her pussy pulling tight around my cock, hot as a furnace, and dripping wet. Juices ran down my balls and onto the bed. I shot my cum deep inside her, as her body arched up under me, pressing her firm belly and breasts hard against my body. I let go of her nose, and screamed out in joy.

She lay gasping on the bed, and I began caressing her body with my hands. She felt good. Her body was warm, covered in sweat. 'You know, there really isn't any other way. I'll have to kill you, much as I hate it' I said, and laughed out loud at my own lie. I'd love to kill this little bitch! 'But you see, I've broken into your house, and taken you against your will.. a married woman.' I nodded towards a picture of a young handsome man on the stand besides the bed. She turned her face. Her eyes flooded with tears as she looked at the picture. 'Yea, you loved it didn't you, you slut. Do you think you could live with the guilt? Of course you cant...look at you, you're still in love, aren't you. No, you'd have to tell him.' She was crying now, tears running from her face and dripping onto the pillow, while she sobbed. 'Naa, I have to kill you' I felt my dick getting hard again,as I thought about the little bitch dying in my arms. 'But since you've been such a nice girl, you get to decide how I'm going to kill you' She looked at me, her eyes all glassy with tears. I laughed again. She was scared, her whole body shaking below me.

I undid the stocking that held the gad in place, and pulled out the panties. Her mouth closed, and she tried to moisten her dry tongue. 'Now, tell me how you'll die. I could make you bleed, strangle you, whatever you want' I said and kissed her, lending my wetness to her dry lips. 'Please don't' Her voice was weak, exhausted, as she pleaded for her life. 'Please don't kill me'. I let my hands close around her neck, caressing her smooth pale skin. She stopped begging, and looked at me. 'Why do you want to kill me.' she said, trying to control her sobs. 'I've already explained that' I hissed, growing weary of the talking. 'Now choose, or I swear I'll torture you to death!' She just kept staring at me, as a new flow of tears ran down her cheeks. I went over to the dresser and pulled open a drawer. After a few seconds of rummaging around, I found a pair of scissors. It wasn't big, but it was sharp, the blades pointed at the end. 'Do you think your neighbours will hear you scream?' I asked her. She just stared blankly at me, the tears rolling down her face, dripping onto her breasts. 'And if they do, do you think the will care?' I walked towards her. She flinched and turned away.'I want to hear you scream. I want to hear you beg' I said and let my laughter fill the room. My dick had once again gotten rock hard.

I straddled her stomach, and pusher her shoulders down. I moved the scissors back an forth in front of her face. She followed them with her pretty green eyes. 'Don't, no don't' she begged. 'Don't worry...you are one beautiful bitch, and I'm not gonna mess up you pretty face'. I moved the scissors down to her breasts. One of the points pierced her skin with almost with no resistance. She drew in her breath. I ran the blade around her breast, drawing a fine red circle on her beautiful pale skin. Fuck, it was beautiful! On the red circle, small drops of blood formed, slowly giving it a ragged appearance. I cut the other breast, this time in a spiral that ended at the, still erect, nipple. A small cry escaped her lips, as I cut the nipple in two. Then I pressed the blade against the skin between her breasts. 'I'm going to cut you from right here, and down to your little horny pussy...and then I'll kill you'. I slowly pulled the blade down over her chest. 'No, please stop' she begged again. 'Shut up. You are going to die now, and nothing you can say is going to stop that from happening' The blade moved slowly over her stomach. 'Oh stop, stop' her voice rose into a scream 'STOP!' I placed my left hand over her mouth, while the right pulled the blade down. When it passed her bellybutton, I let it stray from it's path to circle a small beauty mark. She tried to scream, tried to bite my hand, but I kept it firmly clasped over her mouth. 'Almost there' I said, as the knife reached the top of her pubic hair.

I threw the scissors on the bed, and turned her around. I held one hand under her stomach, so I could push my dick inside her from behind. She cried out as I thrust hard inside her. 'Now die, bitch, die' I hissed as I took the knife from the bed. I grabbed her long soft hair with one hand, and pulled her head back. 'NOO!' she screamed, as I slammed one of the scissors blades into the side of her neck, right under her jawbone. I pulled the scissors from left to right, while keeping it buried in her throat. The blood burst forth as I severed her jugular. I let the scissors drop onto the bed, and held her with both hands as I fucked her hard, fucked her like a dog. She gurgled in the blood that flowed forth both from her mouth and the gaping wound in her throat.It ran down over her breasts, over her stomach, and over my balls and down my legs. Her body convulsed in shock, as the blood poured from her. I thought I heard her cry for Michael, but it was hard to tell. I just kept fucking her, thrusting deep inside her dying body. Just as the final spasm rippled through her, I was ready. I threw her body down on the bed, into the pool of blood. She writhed slowly, her eyes wide, staring at the ceiling. I jerked off, and finally shut my come over her face, some of it spilling down her into her mouth, some into her eyes. She breathed out hard, deep red blood pouring out her mouth, and then she lay still.

I didn't even rob the house. Didn't bother. I'd gotten what I came for. And even more then I had dared imagine. I took a quick shower, and set off into the frost clear night.