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It was way past time to unleash the monster. The next time they fucked—he would gut her while his cock was stuffed deep inside her.
Next time.
The “next” time came and went with them fucking in his bed upstairs and she was still breathing.
Throughout the night, they fucked many times. Come dawn… Mary still lived.
Daniel realized that there was something quite special about Mary. She couldn’t be disposed of as callously as the others—he had to take his time with her.
A couple more weeks, that’s all.
While Mary slept off a full night of vigorous sex, Daniel dressed and slipped from the bedroom, returning to the first floor. He walked through the kitchen and into the pantry, unlocked the door to the basement, turned on the bare bulb that lit the wooden stairs, and walked down into the cellar.
A muffled sound drifted from the far end of the basement, where the dim lighting didn’t quite reach. Daniel walked that way and hit another switch that illuminated the naked man crucified to the X-shaped cross—hands and feetnailedto the thick wooden beams with massive spikes. The man tried to speak through his gag, eyes watery and bloodshot from excruciating pain and terror. His chest heaved erratically when Daniel approached.
“How’s it going with our guest?” He directed his question to the ten-year-old boy sitting silently on a stool next to the wooden workbench.
“We’re just… hanging out,” the boy replied in a dull, emotionless tone, his cold eyes resting on the crucified man. Gripped loosely in the boy’s hand was a large hunting knife, which he absently tapped against his thigh. “Can I kill him now?”
Daniel frowned thoughtfully. “In a moment. First, I think he and I should have a chat.” Daniel grabbed his crotch and smiled at the man. “This is what’s been satisfying your woman all night long.” He snorted. “She didn’t even hesitate. She jumped right on it first chance she got and has been riding it ever since.” He chuckled. “Don’t pretend you didn’t hear. This old house isn’t that insulated. I know for a fact you heard us fucking in the living room. Did you hear your woman scream my name? Oh yeah, you did.”
The man jerked his head back and forth, trying to shout.
“What?” Daniel yanked off the gag. “What’s so important?”
“Please…”the man choked, coughing. “Please… don’t hurt her… let her go, please…”
“Let her go?” Daniel scoffed. “I’m not holding her against her will. I didn’t force her to come home with me. That was all her. I didn’t rape her, either. The fucking was all her, too.”
“I don’t… believe you…”The man wheezed. “She wouldn’t…”
Daniel grinned. “Oh, shewould.And shedid…many, many times. She couldn’t get enough of my dick. She took it in every hole andlovedit.” He sized up the man’s genitals and smirked. “Not surprising if that’s all she’s been getting.” Daniel rubbed his dick through his pants. “Did you know she could swallow dick like a porn star? Even all this. Well, most of it. But she sure gave it a good college try to get it all down her throat, that’s how hungry she was for arealcock. Andthirsty.Hoo! She sucked me like a fucking straw, sucked the cum right out of my balls.Damn.” He wiped his face and grinned wider. “I believe I’ll keep her around for a while. I’ve never had a woman so eager to suck and fuck—and be sogoodat it.”
“Stop it…”the man cried. “Don’t do this to her… please let her go…”
“Since you dumped her, she has nowhere to go. She doesn’t want to go. Not when I treat her so well and make her feel so good. She needs time to heal, man, after you ripped out her heart.”
“I didn’t…”
Daniel chuffed. “Yeah, well, she’ll never know that, will she? She’ll remember you as a lying, cheating piece of shit who ran off and left her for some other whore.”
“No…”
“I'd better get back upstairs before she wakes up. Want to be there toserviceher some more.”
“Don’t…”
Daniel motioned to the boy, who slid off the stool and walked closer to the man, wielding the blade. “Don’t worry about your woman.” He smiled. “I’ll be sure and take care of her for you.” Daniel chuffed. “Well… until I get bored with her and give her to my boy here forpractice.”
The man’s bulging, bloodshot eyes darted to the kid.
“He’s my prodigy. Gotta train them from the start or they just don’t fucking learn.”
“Why… are you… doing this…?”
Daniel snorted. “I’m a fucking psychopath,” he stated. “I don’t need a reason.” He patted the boy on the back. “Go to it, son. Make your father proud.”
The kid stabbed the man in the lower abdomen and dragged the knife up through his gut, with some effort, spilling him open. The man convulsed and gagged as he stared down in horror at the sight of his guts piling at his feet.
