Derek“I killed him” she mutters to herself as place her on her feet, her hands grip tightly on the hem of my shirt, the room falls silent for a minute before she speaks again,“I killed him”“Yes”“I am a murderer”“Not yet” I answer. She is so traumatized that she doesn't move from the spot I left her, her eyes scan everywhere but me. The guilt she feels doesn't let her look at me, right now she feels she is a worst sinner than I am because she killed someone. Killing someone for the first time always leaves memories, scars and for some people habit, the urge to do it again creeps in especially if they enjoys the taste of power they felt in taking someone’s life.Alicia was different, this will haunt her for the rest of her, for someone who has never known violence in her life this will surely leave a scar. Maybe i was too harsh at her, I have seen her terrified countless times but this time I believe she has lost it. She has never held me so tightly and not wanting to let go. This
AliciaI open my eyes to the morning sun reflecting on my face, after freeing myself last night I got so tired that I couldn't close the curtains. My throats feels sore and so does my hands, there are bruises on my hands and feet from the struggle.I make my way to the shower and step out of it as fast as I could, the water reminded me of my bruises and they burned like hell. Eager for something to eat, I stepped out of the room to find him standing, hands in his pocket, gazing up at me. I open my mouth to greet him but paused, since when did we exchange pleasantries.“I see you freed yourself” he utter, a smug look on his face.His eyes dart to my legs and he frowns,He moves closer to me and picks me up before I could get to the last part of the stairs, dropping me on the sofa, he turns away.I arch my back ready to go to the kitchen when he sharply turns to me,“Stay”Sitting back down on the couch, I stare at the empty living room waiting for him to get back. He holds a box in h
AliciaNot only was the dress beautifully laying on the bed but there were other things too that caught my attention. Six shoes, heels to be precise lined up by the corner of the wall. Guessing it is to choose my preference but they all came in the same sizes. I wondered how he knew my size but quickly got my mind off it.I turned to the mirror right about the table placed directly opposite the bed. I used to see there sometimes and watched my face go gloomy due to all the things that was happening to me. The dressing table was filled with all kinds of makeup items, I had just stepped out of the room two hours ago, how was he able to fill my room with all these without me noticing. It makes me wonder if people were in our house, maybe ghosts or machines.I sat on the chair and began my makeup routine, it had been a while since I adorned myself with beautiful things so I got carried away with it.After I was done, I checked myself in the door to ceiling mirror a distance away from the
DerekI stepped out of my car and pulled the door open for her, she stares at me with wide eyes, I had seen her hands on the handle ready to step out herself. She must have thought I wouldn't care if she was out of the car.The fact is that I did care, my body has relaxed a bit from the minute when I was angry. When she stepped out of the room dressed in that black dress, my mind went haywire. It reminded me of the first time we met, her eyes lit up in excitement. I could tell she was waiting for a compliment from me.Alicia is gorgeous, always has been but today I was reminded of the wife I married. The dress fitted perfectly hugging her curves, it took everything within me to toss the keys of the car aside and rip that dress off her. Watching her go down the stairs as her hair brushed past the tiny gust of wind. Her scent filled the room and I thought of nothing else but to pin her down, to own her. I could feel my dick getting hard and if I had stood there for one more second then
Derek She parts her legs giving me access, her eyes a bit drowsy, she only had two shots of alcohol, I can see a fair share of light drinkers but this is actually my first, it won’t take long until she pass out. I might as well used the little time we had left, it wouldn’t bother me if she was unconscious but I prefer her to be active and responsive in this things. But as far as she was with me then she was okay to pass out.I lift up her gown up to her stomach, she wraps her hands over my neck, My little princess had gotten used to me and I can’t blame her. I made sure my face was the first things she sees when she opens her eyes and also the last thing she sees before she sleeps. She has known no one in the past five days except me. When you get too close to a person, you form a certain reliance. Though I would love it so much if she defied me, pushed me past my limits making me to force her to do my will but this was also good.Taking off my belt, I pulled down my zip releasing my
AliciaOpening my eyes to a dimly lit room. I stare at the clock and it is just 3am in the morning. The last I remember was having sex with Derek in a room and I was slowly losing consciousness. I have no idea how I got here or how I got out of there.I put my feet down on the fur mat when I noticed a bare of fluffy slippers, each day there were several things in my room that surprises me.I was becoming more used to it and it reminded me of home filled with the things I loved.“The room” a whisper from outside catches my attention, I turn towards the window but I see nothing. Is Derek home?, he is usually very quiet by this time of the day unless this is another lesson of his. I haven’t done anything to anger him and I have learnt my lesson from the previous ones but that didn’t mean I was going to be quiet.“Hello” I step out of my room searching around, I can bet that he is trying to play some games with me, just like last time.“Hello” I say again as I walk down the stairs, the en
AliciaI open my eyes and wiggle a bit before realizing that I was still tied up, the event that happened this morning rushed through my mind like a play. I still couldn't wrap my brain over why I had been attacked in the first place. I turn my head to see that the sun was gone and it was slowly getting dark. How long have I been out? was I drugged too?.I feel a sharp pain in my head, I want to touch it but I can’t because my hands are restricted. I look over my shoulders to see if someone is in the room with me, they must be watching me like a hawk making sure that I can never escape them, I can barely see with my left eye, it must be pretty swollen by now.The room is empty and I sigh in relief, maybe they had gone. Who was I kidding, with the hatred that she had for me, I bet she was lurking around, waiting for the right time to strike or to kill me.The door opens and one of the men walk in, the mask on his face was off. His red hair cover most of eyes, his improper face structur
AliciaThe doors swing open and she walks into the room, her heels making a triumphing sound.She pushes my head with a finger and watch me cry out in pain. I have been crying for an hour now, I can’t even feel part of my body. She grabs my face in her palm then holds up a phone to my face, the flashlight blinds my eyes then she laughs as she videos me. This must be a souvenir to remember what she had done to me.“Smile” she demands but I just glare at her. If I wasn’t restraint then I would have fought with her the best I could, it may not be much but I would leave a mark on her face.Noticing that I wasn’t responding, she punched me in the face, “Smile bitch”. My nose is bleeding once again and I can’t even speak at this point. Everything hurt like hell not just physically, the pressure on my lungs is too much and I can hardly breath.A frown shows up on her face as she shoved my face aside and turn the the camera to herself.“That’s what you get” she said and stomped her heels out