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Born Evil Ch. 02


Date: 02.02.2010

Keywords: Ch., Born, Evil, 02,

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I couldn't wait!

About twenty yards farther into the woods I saw a spot that looked ideal. I didn't want to go too far from the road because in this case, unlike Susan, I wanted them to be able to find her. After I was finished using her.

We were approaching a large tree when I put my arm around her again and said, "I don't want you to worry Hon, I'm not going to let him get away with raping and murdering you. I promise"

She looked at me with a dull look of surprise and said, "What are you talking about? He raped me but he didn't murder me."

"No, you're right he didn't murder you Hon." I smiled at her and seductively whispered in her ear, "but I'm going to."

Before she could react, my arm that had been around her shoulder pushed her face first into the large tree directly in front of us. Her head made a loud satisfying clunking sound and she bounced off the tree and fell straight backwards and landed in a heap at my feet.

"Ohh, that had to hurt Hon." I cooed to her. Quick as a cat I was on her, with my knees landing in the pit of her stomach. Her breath was forced from her with an audible whoosing sound. She was mine now.

A trickle of blood flowed from her nose and I realized that I had better take off my jogging suit or risk getting it bloodstained. There would be a lot more blood by the time I finished with her and there was no sense in ruining a perfectly good set of sweats.

Nude now I stood over her rubbing my nipples and enjoying the sight of her lying on the ground struggling for air. This was my world she had entered and now she would feel my power. My knife was still strapped to my leg. I would need it soon. Ohh, how sweet this was going to be.

Dropping to my knees beside her I grabbed her hair and twisted her head so that she was staring into my eyes. I wanted to feed on the fear I saw there.

"Well let's see you little whore, what was the first thing Tommy did to you when you wouldn't fuck him? Did he slap you some?" My free hand lashed out and slapped her hard across the face. Then again and again. It felt so good slapping her that I had to make myself stop before I rendered her unconscious.

Her nose was bleeding profusely now and I noticed blood had splattered on my breasts. How erotic her blood on my breasts seemed to me would take pages to describe. There hadn't been a lot of blood from Susan since I had basically just raped and beaten her to death with a tire iron. This one would be different.

"Then what you little tramp? Did he cut your clothes off with his big, sharp knife?" I pulled the knife from its scabbard and she cringed when she saw it. I used the knife to rip through her blouse and bra and then torn them off of her.

"Ohh, I bet he got excited when he saw your sexy little tits. Did he bite and claw them?" I slurped one of her nipples into my mouth and bit down on it hard. She tried to let out a scream of pain but didn't have enough air in her lungs yet to get anything out and it sounded like a weak sounding wheeze.

I laughed at her puny efforts, " You pathetic little whore." My fingernails tore at her breasts and I was rewarded with the sight of two deep cuts and the instantaneous flow of blood. It drove me wild with desire and the first of what would be many orgasms hit me. I clenched my eyes tightly shut and enjoyed the feelings of pleasure that seemed to start at my clit and vibrate through my whole body. It was wonderful!

Looking down at her stupid crying, sobbing face I was reminded of all those other girls who had avoided me when I was growing up. Those bitches thought they were too good for me. Well I'd teach them.

"Then he got his cock in you didn't he whore? Did he hold his knife right to your throat like I'm doing? Did he slap your fucking face some more? Like this?" I slapped her viciously a few times. Her face was a bloody mess. She was sobbing helplessly now.

"Now he's shooting his hot cum in you baby. It's all over your pussy and leg. Ohh, it's so good, so hot. But guess what Hon? He's thinking he doesn't need you any fucking more. He got what he wanted. But you're a loose end aren't you baby? Well we know how to deal with loose ends."

I held the knife up so that she could see it. She squirmed under me as if she were trying to hide in a hole in the ground. But there was no hole, there was nowhere to go.

I leered down at her. " I'd like to say that I was going to make this quick and easy but that's not the way I like it. Take a breath whore because it's going to be your last." I pressed my lips to hers, blood and all, and raised the knife.

I laid naked in the moonlight, the knife next to me in the grass. The last of what had seemed to be a hundred spasms of pleasure coursed through me and I quivered with pleasure. Never had anything caused such intense waves of pleasure as those I had felt during the last half-hour. Looking over at the girl who now lay silently beside me, I reached out and massaged her bloody thigh. " Thanks Hon," I giggled. " Got any sisters at home like you?"

While I would have liked to just lie here a little longer and enjoy the sight of my handiwork, it was time to be on my way. I still had a lot of work to do tonight.

My body was covered in blood but my sweats would cover it until I got back to my dorm room. I'd have to get rid of them later but it was a small price to pay. I put the bloody knife back in the scabbard and checked the scene carefully. There was nothing here to tie me to this place, especially after I handed the cops Tommy on a silver platter.

Walking down to the road I noted my exact location. There was the sign telling visitors that the College was one mile straight ahead. It would be easy to pinpoint the location where to enter the woods.

I walked back into the woods and ran parallel to the road back toward campus. I veered away from the main group of buildings and headed toward the dorm where I knew the jocks lived. It took about ten minutes but finally I spotted Tommy's car parked at the end of one of the rows. Walking slowly down the row of cars I reached inside my sweat and rubbed a little of the congealing blood from my stomach unto my hand. I smeared a bit of it unto Tommy's door handle, being careful not to leave any fingerprints while doing it. It was just a smudge, probably not even noticeable by morning. Not to the naked eye anyway but any capable police tech wouldn't have any trouble finding it.

At the end of the row was a dumpster and after again making sure that no one was around I pulled the knife out and wiped all fingerprints off the handle and tossed it in.

Now for the most important part. I jogged up to the front of the admin building where there was a bank of payphones. Checking to make sure there wasn't anyone around I dialed 911.

"Hello, 911 Police Emergency."

"Please, you've got to help her. Something terrible's happening to her. Please!" I tried to simulate a sobbing sound but I almost couldn't surpress a giggle.

A three minute conversation followed where I told the police that I had seen this guy running from the woods with a knife in his hand after I heard a girl screaming in the woods They kept asking for my name but I played the role of hysterical witness to the hilt. I gave a general description of Tommy's car and the location in the woods where I had heard the screaming. At the last minute I told them that I had remembered that the car had out-of-state plates on it, New York or New Jersey or something.

"Please hurry! You've got to help her. Please," I sobbed.

"Tell us where you are Miss. We'll send someone right over."

"I can't. I'm so scared. He'll come after me if he finds out I saw him. Just help her. Please." I hung up. Taking no chances in case they had traced the call I wiped all my prints from the handset. I jogged casually away. Perfect!

That dumb whore's blood had started to soak through my sweats in a couple of places so I headed right back to my dorm and made it in without anyone seeing me. I slid them off and stood in front of my mirror admiring the sight of my lean, sexy body covered in the blood of that dumb bitch I had just killed.

"Ohh, fuck yes," I moaned as I rubbed her blood into my breasts. "Thank you baby."

By morning word had already spread around campus that some "poor" girl had been brutally raped and murdered. No details were known but everyone was scared and nervous. As for me I found their fear delicious. I floated around campus on a cloud soaking up bits of conversation here and there and feeding on the fear I saw on everyone's faces.

It wasn't until a week later that Tommy was arrested and charged with rape and murder. You could almost hear a collective sigh of relief on campus as the pent up pressure was finally released. No one had wanted to go out at night, especially the women. Campus security had increased their patrols and everyone had been walking on pins and needles.

I was ecstatic. Not only was Tommy taking the fall for that girl but people began assuming that he had been connected to Susan as well. Christ if I had been smart I would have planted Susan's drivers license, which I still had as a sort of trophy, in his car or something. Oh well.

I wondered if they gave him the death penalty if they'd consider letting me do it. How sweet would it be to whisper in his ear just before I pulled the switch or whatever, 'I did that bitch Tommy, you asshole." Ha ha ha.

What actually happened was just as good. I guess Tommy always had a big mouth and he apparently pissed off the wrong person in jail while awaiting trial and got himself stabbed to death for his trouble. A pity really, I had been looking forward to the trial. At least I had the satisfaction of knowing that I had put him there, so indirectly I had killed him if you see what I mean Hon. Sort of a two for the price of one.
I could see her slick fingers in the light we had, as she turned, pulling her leg off of mine and getting more perpendicular to me.

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Keywords: Ch., Born, Evil, 02,


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