As I emerged from the shower, a
bloodied candidate 3 struggled towards her purse, maybe to reach for her phone.
I was going to make it really slow and enjoy this kill. I had to stay under the
radar after that the close shave at the Four Points, the cops were yet to find
out about Fatima but they had no trouble finding the body of the hotel staff.
This candidate was really hard to
track down. I made an exception in picking her because unlike the last
candidate, she was really popular on Twitter. She didn’t even follow my fake
account because I didn’t have enough followers there. “Fucking bitch!” I cussed
under my breath as she curved me for the fifth time. The bitch deserved what
was coming to her. In her next life she would learn not to curve any guy again.
Well, this is was getting really
messy, this bitch was strong and feisty as fuck! Standing at 5’11, she had the
nickname ‘the goddess’ on twitter and she really looked like one when I bumped
into her at the movies. I knew that was the only opportunity for me to charm
her in person. I turned on my boyish charm and went in for the kill.
I found myself smiling more than
necessary, temporarily forgetting my peril of being caught. I persuaded her to
see the DC Comics’ Suicide Squad with me and we joked about how I was Joker and
she was Quinn. If only she knew it was no joke that I was Joker for real. It was
obvious she was enjoying herself with me, soon she was snuggling against me
with me jacket protecting both of us from the coldness of the cinema theatre.
I felt a bulge in my pants and as if
synchronized, her cold slender finger slid down my torso and journeyed through
the thick forest of pubic hair to my stiff balls. These enchanting fingers
circled and surveyed the length of my turgid penis. My soul was surrendering to
this enchantress and it was beginning to look like a plot twist! I’m supposed
to be the serial killer here and here she was controlling me like Drake’s
Controlla! Jesus fucking Christ, I had to put a fucking stop to this. Get a
grip of yourself J… Shit! I almost said my name there. Well fast-forward, she
made me cum during the movie just as Deadshot was completing the extermination
of the Enchantress.
It was my turn to reciprocate the
torment and you know I love describing this part. With my jacket still protect
us from prying eyes of nosy audience, I had to dive in blind and of course that’s
never a problem. I know the female anatomy more than many anatomy professors. Moistening
my long fingers with my generous mouth and sumptuous lips, it was time for the
trail blazing. She had nothing and I mean absolutely nothing under her body con
silk gown! Who does that, if she was not expect some action? Her coochie was
balder than a tortoise head, this girl was indeed a goddess I thought to myself
with a sly smile. The smile was a consequence of my next thought, “only a god
can kill a goddess”, so technically I was about to become a god, the angel of
death as the papers would refer to me.
Fingers wandering deep in her vagina
and they knew exactly what they were looking for. They were searching to please
and the wetness of the terrain was very encouraging. I found the magic bean,
the one that elevates every human female to climax. I crooked my fingers into a
hook shape softly plucked her pink clitoris, her soft moans played a beautiful
melody in my ears and juice flowed freely like a river in paradise. She could
not sit still anymore, her buttocks vibrating in her seat like a pottery pot
dancing in the potter’s wheel obeying artistic commands of a potter. I withdrew
my fingers as slowly as they penetrated and focused on the labia and the head
of her clitoris. Watching her facial expression turned me on even more. She looked
like she like she was going through an exorcism and in my somewhat twisted mind
it was super sexy. The movie was fast coming to an end and not for the loud
soundtrack from the Dolby surround of the cinema speakers her loud moan would
have had us busted as she climaxed. We composed ourselves before the curtains
got drawn, “what a movie!” I said satirically with a wry smile smirked across
my face.
On wobbly feet, we stumbled out of
the cinema room and moved towards the exit of the mall. Reeking of sex and fun,
candidate 3 kept giggling and clinging on to my arms as though drunk. I couldn’t
blame her though, I’d made her orgasm three times till she climaxed. Bursting out
into the streets, the night was warm and sticky. “The nights still young” she
whispered into my ears in a sly flirtatious voice as we approached my car. “How
about we have some REAL fun?”
“Your wish is my command” I said as I
opened the passenger door for her to get in. ‘At least you’d die...’ I thought grotesquely
as I slid into the driver’s seat turning on the engine. On the ride home, she
kept trying to give me a blowjob and I use the word ’trying’ because it was a
terrible blowjob, maybe it was because my mind was preoccupied on how I planned
to kill her or her technique was just awful because it was not even moist
enough. She kept stopping halfway to giggle as though she’d just heard the
funniest joke.
“Glad you’re having fun” he said
down at her sarcastically as she burst into another fit of laughter. Gripping the
steering wheel tightly, I cursed Lagos traffic for moving at a crawling pace. She
was beginning to irritate me and I couldn’t wait to get rid of her. I pictured
myself slitting her throat right as she was climaxing, blood splattering
everywhere as she gasped for breath. The pretty picture calmed me down some and
I released my grip on the steering wheel as I felt myself begin to smile. ‘Stupid
bitch, she doesn’t even know where I’m taking her’ I thought as I pulled into
the parking lot of nondescript hotel. I just followed the direction sent to me
by the hotels.ng website.
‘Stupid bitch’ I muttered to myself
again as I handed her the key card and she excitedly opened the door. Immediately
we got in she grabbed me and put her lips on mine. “Damn bitch” I said “you’re
insatiable”. She laughed like I just told the funniest joke in the world and she
pushed me onto the bed. That pissed me off real bad. I was supposed to be in
charge! I decided to make her death very slow, very painful and very gruesome.
This setup was really convenient for
me, I did not need any alibi because I was far from being a person of interest
because there was practical no interaction between I and this gift nature
surprised me with. Qualified as serendipity for me and hers, soon to be
nightmare. She was going to have a wild night or better still a hell of a night
and I mean that literally!
Gruesomely interesting.
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