So I'm Dating a Murderer ~Closed~

[princesssexci]

For a moment, Stephanies body trembled against Craig. She'd almost begun to think that she would die, again. But god, what a way to die wrapped up in nothing but pleasure and pain. Thankfully, she felt Craig relinquish his tight grip on her throat. She sputtered, gasping hard.

She let in a long deep inhale and then exhale a few times as he turned her around once more. The clothes pin was still attached to her clit and it throbbed with pain.

Stephanie glanced up at Craig, seeing that same evil, deviant smile which she was becoming familiar with as he asked her the all too familiar question, "Fast or slow?"

She wanted to vary things out, not go with the same monotonous routine so in response she answered, still slightly breathless "Fast.."

 

[fr33ks33k]

The pronunciation of the final syllable was cut short as he yanked on the clothespin, feeling the flesh pinned between it pull a bit before being released. Craig's eyes were glued to her clit, slowly flooding with blood, regaining color. He could only imagine the sense of pain she'd felt then. It made him grin wider.

His cock remained at attention, glistening and throbbing; a quick shift of his hips and he was close enough to begin thrusting again. The squelching sounds of her walls stretching to accommodate his shaft was accompanied by a grunt as he felt her cunt's warmth.

Craig's eyes trailed up to Stephanie's eyes while his hand moved to her swollen clit, flicking it with his middle finger before squeezing it tenderly. He knew it would be sore yet yielding pleasure nonetheless. He rolled it between his fingers, enjoying the tensing of her stomach muscles from the pain.

 

[princesssexci]

A sharp cry escaped her lips as he tugged the clothespin from her clit. It throbbed painfully even more so and she could feel that throb even more with the clothespin off, ironically enough. She swallowed back tears, blinking a few times. Her hands clenched the pillows with an even tighter grip than before.

"Ohhhh yessss..." she moaned as he pushed his cock back into her cunt. She hadn't been looking at him for the moment, concentrating wholesomely on the pleasure she felt moreso than the pain. Though, she had to admit that despite the pain it all felt wonderful combined. It was like eating something sweet and salty.

Stephanie felt Craigs eyes call to her and she looked up. His hands had begun wandering again and then flicked her clit, "Ah!" she cried out, her clit still sensitive and and sore. IT felt good but felt painful as well. Her stomach tensed from said pain but eventually relaxed again, as much as possible anyways.

 

[fr33ks33k]

Craig's unrelenting pace built to fever-pitch again, his fingers still tweaking and twisting her clit, torturing the little nub with tight pressure only to relinquish a bit before returning to previous power. His free hand grasped her behind the neck, holding her still as he pounded into her.

Something in her eyes made him growl; he felt it as much as saw it, and it drove him crazy. His testes felt heavy, tightening against him as his hips sawed back and forth. He knew his peak was close. Some twisted chivalrous thought made him want to have her cum first, feel her contractions before bursting inside her. All it manifested in was an increase in his powerful pumping and a growled whisper in her ear

"I want to feel you fucking cum on my cock, you little painslut..."

 

[princesssexci]

Her back arched in pain and pleasure as he continued playing with her pained clit. She whimpered, tears falling. Whether she was crying from the pain or the pleasure, she was uncertain. However, Craig didn't seem to mind the tears, almost seemed to pay no attention to them. Not the way any other man would have done anyways.

Most men would have stopped immediately with Stephanie if she were to cry and ask her if she was alright. Not Craig, instead the tears only seemed to drive him further to continue his assault on her.

For this, she was grateful. His cock pistoned in and out of her, even rougher than before, causing her to shudder. "OH GOD!!!" She groaned at his growled out whisper. "You want my cum? You want my fucking cum, Craig. Gotta...work...for...iiiiiiit..." she said inbetween more gasps, groans, and squeals. The way he talked to her only seemed to send her over the edge.

A few moments later, her breathing increased and her pussy contracted around his cock, pulsing. It started out slow and soon began flowing like a river over his cock.

 

[fr33ks33k]

Was she taunting him, even now? She was....Craig let out a deep groan as her cunt convulsed, tightening spasmodically around his shaft as he kept driving into her. He felt her cumming, and still he kept going. His focus put off his orgasm for several seconds, his fingertips digging into the soft skin at the back of her neck. His fingers previously attending to her clit moved to the pert muscle of her buttock, sinking into the malleable flesh.

Before he'd realized it, he'd hefted her off of the couch, holding her easily in his grasp, bouncing her on his cock for the last few moments of control he had. He burst like a dam, flooding her clenching pussy with seed. A guttural noise issued from him; every tendon and muscle in is body tensed, flexing and remaining so as the waves of his orgasm flowed through him, cum pushing up before oozing out of Stephanie's sodden tunnel.

Craig's breathing was ragged, labored. He held her for a few more moments before tossing Stephanie onto the couch. She landed easily enough, though not gently. He smiled, leaning over the couch's arm. His eyes were still teetering between the villainous stare and something more benign.

 

[princesssexci]

Stephanie never regretted anything that came out of her lips and this was one of those times she didn't seem to regret her little taunt. It wasn't said to piss him off...much. It was mainly said to be playful, to ignite his passions and...it seemed to work very well in her favor.

He still held her neck, like he was nonverbally warning her that if she pushed him too far, he might snap. Literal warning? Possibly. And Craig was full of surprises, Stephanie found as he suddenly lifted her up and began fucking her, pushing deeper into her pussy. Her legs wrapped around his waist.

It didn't seem to take long before he came inside of her, filling her to the brink. It was only a few moments later when she found herself thrown onto her couch, her head banged against one end of the couch arm. One of her legs was off the couch, while the other on it. She assumed that it was over but apparently, she was wrong again.

Stephanie gazed at Craig and saw that evil look once more and knew that it wasn't over as he leaned across the arm of the couch. She stared up at him helpless, too exhausted to move, but none the less excited.

 

[fr33ks33k]

His mind was full of the adrenaline and sadistic thoughts rolling around, and though a part of him wanted to stop where he was and just recline on the couch, the larger part of him drove his actions.

Craig moved around the couch, picking up the last item he'd salvaged from her drawers: a spool of thread. Unraveling it slowly, he sat on the couch, moving her legs in the process. The thread was thin and red, but it wound easily enough around her nipples, the small knots he'd tied holding them at the base of their erectness. He gave the strand a test pull, grinning as the thread tightened and tugged at her nipples, pulling them away from her breasts, guiding her like a leash.

"Ok, now you're going to do something for me. If you do well, I won't tug so hard on this string. If you do....less....then I'm afraid I might have to pull until your nipples come clean off..."

His eyes held hers, trailing downward as he stood, cock half-flaccid and still covered in her juices. He recalled how much she'd hated it, but that made him want to do it all the more. The thought was enough to send a quiver through his shaft, an echo of the throbbing he'd maintained earlier.

Craig moved into a more comfortable position, moving her body with his knees. His cock rested close to her face, slowly hardening once more from the sense of anticipation.

As if to urge her on, he pulled at the string twice, jerking it upward, enjoying the way her nipples stretched.

 

[princesssexci]

Stephanie watched him curiously as Craig grabbed the red spool of thread. She wondered for a moment what he was going to do with it as he moved her legs and sat down, unraveling the thin string. Her eyes followed him as he tied the red string around her nipples. Stephanie bit her lip as he tugged at the string after tying them in knots.

She gasped sharply as he spoke and got down on the floor instantly.

"Ok, now you're going to do something for me. If you do well, I won't tug so hard on this string. If you do....less....then I'm afraid I might have to pull until your nipples come clean off..."

And this was the guy she was interested in dating? Stephanie was probably completely out of her mind. Her most illogical thought was, 'At least the sex is good.'. At that moment, his cock pressed against her mouth and she had to keep from gagging at smell of her own juices all over his cock.

Another tug and she nodded, quickly. Leaning forward, she wrapped her lips around his cock and took in more inch by inch.

Don't throw up, don't throw up, Don't fucking throw up! She mentally told herself as she pushed further and further down his cock.

 

[fr33ks33k]

There was that look of disgust again. Craig could feel her throat tightening, her revulsion resulting in a delicious set of contractions around his cock as it invaded her mouth and beyond. His hand continued to pull at the string, tugging her nipples, the perky flesh moving and deforming the mounds of her breasts. He grinned down at her, moving his hips forward to allow her to swallow every inch of his cock.

"You know, eventually you'll develop a taste for your own cum. I think it tastes divine myself...you'll come around."

His free hand ran up her cheek, tangling in her hair. It had spread out in a halo above her head, and was prime for taking hold of. Craig's hips built a slow rhythm, feeding Stephanie his cock until she started to gag, retreating long enough to give her a breath, then plunging back in.

Eventually, Craig's thrusting didn't allow much time for her to catch a breath. The ridged texture of her tongue and throat felt glorious on his shaft, the sensitive skin swollen and throbbing even as her mouth encased him wholly.

 

[princesssexci]

Stephanie whimpered as Craig pulled the strings which caused her nipples to pucker slightly. Her breasts seemed to be taking on a misformed shape. And he didn't seem put off by the look of disgust which was quite obvious on her face. She hadn't expected him to, either. If that were the case, he would have done so the last time. Instead, he continued thrusting in and out of her mouth slowly for a moment.

"You know, eventually you'll develop a taste for your own cum. I think it tastes divine myself...you'll come around."

She didn't believe that for a moment. However, the fact that he enjoyed the taste was definitely a plus for Stephanie. She felt his hands brush against her cheek moving up to her hair and grasping it. Soon he began feeding her, making her whimper with pleasure. Luckily, he gave her a moment to breathe before thrusting in again.

Which she did, inhale and exhale over and over again.

However, it wasn't long before his thrusting sped up. She began choking again and had to remind herself to relax. She felt the throb of his head which only caused her to groan with satisfaction. Despite hating the taste of herself, she was enjoying this.

 

[fr33ks33k]

The combination of noises created a sort of sexual symphony in Craig's twisted mind. The guttural moaning provided a bass line, the clenched struggling sounds of her gagging were the mid-tones, and each little squeal he pulled out of her by tugging the string were the highs. His grip on her hair tightened as he rammed his cock into her throat repeatedly. He was vaguely aware of his own grunting and bestial sex noises.

His crescendo was fast approaching, and his hips speed echoed this need to cum. Craig felt the stirring in his loins, fucking Stephanie's mouth with reckless abandon, knowing on some level that her jaw would be sore for a while, and possibly her throat as well. His urge to cum down her throat was overridden by a new idea.

He grinned down at her as he pistoned into her mouth several more times. On the last withdrawing of his cock he took hold of his shaft at the base, aiming the turgid tip of his cock at her cheek. With only a deep growl to signify it, his orgasm came; thick ropes of his seed painting her cheek, lips, even across the peak of her nose. His cum pooled where her nose met her cheek, running dangerously toward her eyes, but stopping just short thanks to her positioning.

Craig's animal grin remained as he watched for a reaction to the sudden face-painting he'd given her.

 

[princesssexci]

After choking on his cock and also tasting herself on him. She was beginning to find ways to ignore the taste at the very least. Not to say that Stephanie enjoyed it but she could ignore it. He continued feeding her his cock and her throat and jaw were extremely sore by now. She felt like her jaw was literally going to fall down to the ground.

The choking gurgling sounds mixed with his moans of pleasure were the only sounds heard in the room. Stephanie inhaled and exhaled deeply as he pulled his cock away from her lips. She rubbed her jaw for a moment, before staring up at him curiously once more as he grinned with pure unadulterated evilness.

With a deep growl, he exploded but not inside of her mouth. No, instead he aimed it towards her cheek, lips, the peak of her nose, and nearly hit her eye. She was still for a moment as he waited for her to give some sort of reaction. Slowly, she moved her forefinger and wiped the cum off of her nose and slowly began licking and sucking it off. She did this with the cum on her cheeks and licked the cum off of her lips.

 

[fr33ks33k]

"You know, for someone who doesn't like their own cum, you sure love the taste of mine...I wonder why that is...?"

His question was meant to be rhetorical, but part of him did honestly wonder how she could be so diametrically opposed. The hand still clutching the string tugged harshly, snapping the thread from her nipples. They were left rosy and swollen, returning blood flow making them pulse slowly.

Craig collapsed onto the couch, moving Stephanie's legs and resting them on top of his. He reclined, his breathing returning to a normal pace. His mind was a blur of thoughts, but he said nothing.

 

[princesssexci]

Stephanie's breathing finally returned to normal. She leaned back against the couch, still able to feel the after effects of sex and all things sexual that went on between her. The desire that she'd felt slowly began to cease. She ran her hand through her dark strands of hair as Craig collapsed to the couch after making his rhetorical question heard whilst pulling the thin string. Stephanie winced as it tightened and then broke.

She wasn't certain if he wanted her to answer that. Instead of straight out answering, she gave a small shrug. After a moment of silence, she said "I guess its because I'm not used to eating my own cum? Besides, despite my freakish habits, I'm not lesbian...or bi."

There was another long moment of silence. They both didn't say anything, as if they were both caught up in their own thoughts. Again, Stephanie broke the silence. "I never actually answered you before..about the wanting more part. I think.." she glanced over at him, "I think I might like that. "

Just then, her cellphone buzzed on the table, nice and loud. She picked it up. It was Tanya.

Where r u? We're at Club Toxic. Friend is hott.

She rolled her eyes and quickly text back.

Can't, am busy. With Craig.

Which was responded with a...

Grr from Tanya.

"Hm, I don't think Tanya likes you very much." she said, absentmindedly.

 

[fr33ks33k]

Craig's eyes followed Stephanie's hands as she scooped up her phone, typing quickly. Her comment about her friend made him laugh a bit.

"I don't imagine she'd like me any more if she knew what really went on between us."

His hands had come to rest on her knees, leaving her legs draped over his own. Her ankles still bore the residual markings of her bruises. The sight made him smile, even reach out a hand to trace the blood-tinged skin.

"So, now that I've seemed to completely contradict myself...what shall we do with the rest of the evening? I'm open to suggestion...."

Craig felt oddly comfortable sitting naked on Stephanie's couch, just relaxing in the after-effects of their coupling. He didn't feel the need to do more torturous things to her...for the moment, and he didn't really want to leave. It seemed right to stick around, at least for a while.

 

[princesssexci]

"Hm, she probably wouldn't." She said. Stephanie set her phone back on the table and then leaned back into a more comfortable position. She would do all she could to make sure that no one ever found out. She glanced down at her body, the bruises clearly visible. Just when they were starting to heal and she had the possibility to wear short sleeved tops, shorts, and skirts again.

Though, her ankles were bruised. So, maybe not.

"So, now that I've seemed to completely contradict myself...what shall we do with the rest of the evening? I'm open to suggestion...."

"Hmmm...well, i have a whole buncha movies in that cabinet over there. We could watch movies, or um just talk, listen to music..." Her stomach suddenly began to growl and she blushed, "Or I could make us something to eat. I don't know about you, but I'm starved."

She'd already began to get up though, because whether Craig wanted to eat or not, she was starving. When he'd arrived, she was going to get ready to get something to eat and had been...temporarily delayed.

 

[fr33ks33k]

"I could eat."

He moved her legs gingerly and went to pull his boxers and pants back on; at least some semblance of decency remained to him. He wandered over to the movies lining the shelves, rooting through them to find one he could watch without gagging or falling asleep through.

It was strange, this back and forth between brutality and docility. They seemed to get along fine, despite the horrendous intentions Craig had once harbored. He allowed himself a small laugh at the thought; she really did like it rough...and often too. No one he'd met had quite made him feel that way, and certainly no one of his previous victims had been able to break through the sadistic streak he had.

 

[princesssexci]

Stephanie stood and grabbed her panties which hadn't been ripped this time. She bent down to pull them up her toned tanned legs and then reached down to grab her bra. Putting that back in, she flounced off to the kitchen and began shuffling through her cupboards. She wanted something that was quick, easy, yet delicious to eat.

What Stephanie found was a few boxes of mac & cheese, tuna, and a reminder that she was supposed to be going to the store before Craig showed up. OF course, she wasn't planning on things going...the way they'd gone with him either.

Pursing her lips, she moved to the fridge. Pancake mix, milk, syrup, and butter! Score! "Um, you don't mind pancakes, do you? I kinda need to go shopping before I can cook anything...elaborate." She called from the kitchen, already pulling the ingredients out.

 

[fr33ks33k]

"No, I don't mind at all. Breakfast for dinner's always good."

He laughed and wandered into the kitchen, eyes moving over her scantily clad form. There was something attractive about a woman cooking in her underwear, even if it was just pancakes. He leaned against a wall, arms crossed, watching her go to work. He wasn't overseeing, just observing; though his eyes did a fair amount of wandering along her curves and contours.

 

[princesssexci]

Stephanie didn't even notice when Craig walked in. Her mind was totally on cooking. Her stomach was to blame for this outcome. She poured the contents of pancake mix in a big glass milk, added milk, and eggs. Then, she began stirring it together.

Reaching up, she grabbed the pan and then set it down on the stove. She walked back over to the pancake mix, only then noticing from the corner of her eye that Craig was watching her. Stephanie grinned at him. "Find anything good in my selection of movies?"

Thankfully, not ALL of her movies were chick flicks, some were and some were not. Some were comedies and action flicks while there were a minuscule amount of chick flicks.

 

[fr33ks33k]

"Yeah, there were a few good ones. I left 'em on the table. We can figure it out after we eat."

He kept watching, not talking much, but smiling every so often as her hair would fall over her shoulders a certain way, or her back would arch enticingly. Now that he'd thought of it, he'd not eaten pancakes in ages; he'd never had much need nor time to spend on them.

"Make those often?"

 

[princesssexci]

Stephanie bit her lip as more quietness assumed its role in the kitchen, despite the fact that she knew he stood at the doorway, still watching her. She had poured the mix in and about 10 minutes later Stephanie flipped one. Then, came his question.

"Yeah, pretty much. I mean I do work at a diner so it comes in handy if they need extra hands in the kitchen. "

She flipped the pancake again and turned to look back at Craig who still resumed staring at her backside. She flashed him a smile before turning back to the pancakes before they burned. About 20 minutes later, she'd made pancakes for both Craig and herself.

She set the plates on the coffee table and then grabbed the butter and syrup and brought it in there as well along with forks and knives. "So what movie choices do we have?"

 

[fr33ks33k]

"Saving Private Ryan, The Cable Guy, and Silent Hill. At first I was surprised that you own the last one, but given current events...."

He trailed off, his cheeks burning a bit. He didn't know how he could go from such a domineering role to the shy guy in the span of a few minutes, but she seemed to bring that out in him. An odd duality that somehow worked for her.

"So, I'll let you decide which one we watch."

He stopped speaking again as he started eating the pancakes she'd prepared for him, coating them in a liberal amount of syrup and butter. They were very well-made, despite their simple nature. He made sure not to shovel them into his mouth, opting instead for a cut-and-chew-politely pace.

 

[princesssexci]

As Craig listed the movies he'd chosen, she began preparing her pancakes, pouring butter and syrup on them. After she was finished, she looked at the dvds blushing at his comment about her owning Silent Hill. "What, a girl can't be into scary movies now?" She teased before once again eying her choices since apparently, it was up to her what movies they'd be watching.

After about five minutes of thinking, she chose Saving Private Ryan. After all, she'd already been involved in her own horror movie the week before and didn't want to be immersed in one again, despite the fact that Silent Hill was nothing more than a movie.

Grabbing the dvd, Stephanie pulled it out and popped it into the dvd player. After pressing play, she sat back down. As commercials played, Stephanie glanced over at Craig who seemed unusually quiet...well, at least he didn't seem like the quiet type before. Not really..at least, during that night he hadn't.

Clearing her throat, Stephanie took another bite of her pancake and then said, "So...you ever gonna tell me where you hide them?" Stephanie asked, referring to the bodies, "I won't tell anyone, I promise."