Dancing with Death (closed)

Stacy Deeds

I couldn't believe he just walked away to fuck Sara!??
I was pissed, I was on fire, the drug in my system driving me insane. I would get even for all of this, painfully and as slowly as possible. He smirked at me as he kissed her, drawing her body into his own. He thinks he has the last laugh?
I waited until he was occupied with her, Gripping the chain above my head with all my strength I pulled the cuffs free and slowly let me feet down to the floor, for all appearences still caught in the hook above... and I waited to make my move..
 
BRENT

I lowered Sara to the floor, my body responding to her softer curves, my eyes festing on her rounder and fuller body that had gained my attention so suddenly...

I WOULD show her what a man could do for her...Give her all the pleasure I could and let her feel a release...as it should be so naturally between a man and a woman...I promised it to her silently as I laved her nipples and heard her coo in delight, her groin rubbing mine suggestively in anticipation.

I lifted my head and smiled, our eyes meeting and hers brightening...Her head nodding as she told me...

"Then love me Brent, Take me away from all this...forever?"

The words stopped me...took my breath away as I considered thier meaning and then I choked out a reply..

"Yes, Forever..."

And again our lips met, the passion carrying us away as our bodies joined...No feirce pounding, rather a tender gentle union that promised to go so much further.

Small moans and grunts that urged me on came from her lips as she lay beneath me, meeting thrust for thrust of mine with hers...

And her eyes widened suddenly...Her lips forming as a cry rang out from her throat and she bucked beneath me, forcing me to roll with Sara on top...

"Nooooooooo"

The sound of a heavy weight hitting Sara's head and she fell on top of me....I pushed her off, reacting to the threat that stood over us, lifting myself to face the blazing eyes and NOW free form of Stacy...

We were suddenly even...Both nude...Both free...Her face showing the hate and anger in it as I looked down at the limp and lifeless form of Sara and then up to Stacy.

"It seems we now have more in common then ever"
 
Stacy Deeds

I glanced around as I got the cuffs off of my wrists, I needed a weapon but there wasn't much in the room with me. I quietly hunted around, searching until I found a shotgun in a corner of the room.
Silently picking it up, my eyes narrowed in on the couple on the floor. Rape me will they! I crept closer, my mind weary and tired, my body still shaking, my ass throbbing painfully. I would knock Sara out and then take care of Mr. Studly.
But things never do seem to work out the way I had planned. Sara caught my movement as the gun butt swung down to knock her out, instead connecting with her nose and slamming it into her brain. She twitched a few times before her lifeless form fell over. Brent jumped up and I swung the gun around.
"We have nothing in common.." I said calmly as I pulled the trigger. He flew back against the wall, impacting with it and sinking slowly to the floor, his mouth gaping as he tried to speak up about something.
I wasn't listening, and said nothing even after he died. Tossing the gun at his lifeless form I dressed and walked out......
Funny thing cops.. Never around when you need them, but there when you done it all your damned self.
"Hands up Stacy Deeds! You are under arrest!"..

9 long miserable months later....

The trial was a sham, the good boys and girls were too delicate to watch half the evidence which showed my rape, the forced rape Brent forced on those women. I was a vigilantee, not self defense. I went there, I killed in cold blood......

Fuck you.

"..We the Jury find the defendant, Stacy Deeds, quilty of first degree murder..... "

Fucked up....

I stood stunned, unable to even swallow. bad carma? Voodoo? Revenge from the after life? I could swear I heard nicole laughing somewhere..

".....Miss Deeds you are here by sentenced to death row, death by leathal injection.. to take place no later than November 22nd twelve AM..... You are here by handed over to the custody...."

Sitting in Bradly's cell, the guards thought it was amusing to tell me a long tale about Bradly and Brent....

Shaking my head I realized something.. Use a quieter gun next time and use the back door... Course there would be no next time for me, no reporter would bust my ass out.. All well, I didnt want sagging tits anyways..

Fare Well.. :kiss:
 
Curtain Closes

:rose: :kiss: For you BB, and ty for another interesting, dark tale of naughty fun and strange coincidences lol

;) Until next time....

Your Friend, Sweet p
 
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