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I didn’t die. I truly thought that was the end for me. I must’ve blacked out. When I awoke, I sensed someone nearby. It was too dark to see who it was though. I don’t remember anything else until I woke with bandages around me.
I was alone in the murder cabin. Someone had brought me food and water. I even had a pillow and a blanket. I tried to get up, but the pain was too much. My wound opened again and soon the bandages were soaked in blood.
I laid back down and heard someone approach. She stood over me.
“Good, you’re awake. Oh no, you’ve opened your wound again.” It took a moment for me to recognise her. Then it hit me. It was the girl who stabbed me. What is she doing here? I thought. After she ran off, I assumed she either ran home, or called the police. I was going to kill her after all.
She started changing my bandages.
“Why?” I moaned, it was the only word I could get out.
“Shh, don’t talk.” After changing the bandages, she gave me some water.
“Why save me?” I asked again.
“I couldn’t leave you. I panicked and ran. I didn’t know what to do. I felt really bad about leaving you to die. I didn’t mean to stab you. I was just scared.” She explained.
“You should’ve left me. I tried to kill you.”
“I agreed to it. But at the last moment, I realised I didn’t want to die. I’m so sorry. I couldn’t call an ambulance because I’d have to explain what happened. You’d get in trouble for an attempted murder. Or assisted suicide anyway. You were only trying to help me.”
“It was more than that. I’m not a good person. I wanted to kill you. Thanks for saving me, but you should go. It’s not safe for you here.” I didn’t trust myself.
“I’m not going anywhere. And you’re in no fit state to try to kill me again. I’m safe enough for now.” She planted a kiss on my head and left. “Get some rest, I’ll be back soon.”
She visited me every day since then. She even brought me some antibiotics to stop any infection. Apparently, her brother runs some illegal black market that sells prescription drugs. She was able to steal some medication from him.
She’s read my diary. She hasn’t mentioned it, but I can tell. She knows what I am, but isn’t afraid.
I’m feeling stronger today, I can almost walk. I think I can fend for myself now. It’s probably best if I leave. I’ll write a note for my saviour, then go tomorrow morning before she arrives.
Well that didn’t go as planned. I’m writing this by candle light. My new friend is snoring next to me. She said her name is Misty. She seemed to hesitate when I asked her, I’m guessing it’s not her real name. A new name for a new life I suppose.
She arrived this evening with a large suitcase packed with the essentials. It was almost as if she knew I was about to leave.
“I’m going with you.” She told me. “I know you’re not going to stay here forever.”
“You can’t. I’m not great with people. I do things alone. It would never work out. Just go back home” I told her.
“I can’t go home. I’ve got nothing left at home. Most my family is gone and I’ve got no friends. Why do you think I wanted to die? You’re the only reason I’ve got to live.”
“You don’t know who I am. What I am.” I replied.
“Yes, I do, Myra Hart. I know what you would’ve done if I didn’t kill you. You would’ve bitten me to death, touching yourself while I choked on my own blood. Would you have cried for me when I died?” She took a step forward, her lips almost touching mine. “I’m going with you, whether you like it or not.”
I tried to kiss her then. I launched at her before I remembered my wound. She grabbed me before I fell. “You’re not fit enough for that yet.” She held me close and whispered in my ear. “Promise you’ll take me with you, and maybe I’ll let you taste me.”
“Okay, you can come.” Is it really that easy to persuade me? I hope I don’t regret this. Then I tried to bite her. She did say I could have a taste. She gently pushed me away.
“Not that. Not on me, I don’t trust you. You can kiss me, but no biting. Okay?”
It was really hard to contain myself. She was turning me on so much. She kept referencing events from my diary.
“Pretend I’m your friend before she died. Show me how you kissed her when she was dying.”
I grabbed her throat and licked it before kissing her hard on her lips.
“Now show me what you did after she died.” Misty laid down, pretending to be dead. I sat on her chest and starting touching myself. My wound was hurting, but I barely noticed it.
“I bet you were covered in her blood. Was it still warm when you came?” Misty asked.
Was she testing me to see if I’d lose control? I almost did then.
“Now pretend I’m Cait. The first time you intentionally killed someone. Was she crying when you kissed her?”
“Yes!” I cried, still touching myself. Misty took my hands and softly kissed me.
“Do you want me to be Cait or Meg? Meg wasn’t a very good kisser though, was she? But you touched her...”
Was that supposed to be a hint? Perhaps she wanted me to touch her. Instead I replied. “I want you to be Misty. Show me what she’s like.”
She seemed a bit hesitant at first. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Just do it before I bite you.” I laid down on my back and waited.
“Tell me if you’re hurting.” She said as she climbed onto me. I tried not to wince in pain. She began to gingerly grind herself into me.
“Are you sure this doesn’t hurt?” She asked.
“Not as all. Get on with it.” In truth I was in agony, but wanted release. She was actually pretty good. I’ve never had a girl do me like this.
With my best friend, it was mostly biting and trying to hurt each other. With the other girls, it was very one sided.
I was quite vocal near the end. At first, she thought she’d hurt me and was about to get off. I had to pull her back and hold her against me as I came.
“Was I any good?” Misty asked.
“Of course. First time a girl’s done that to me.” I replied.
“My first time as well. Come on, we can talk about it tomorrow. You need to get some rest.”
Recounting this evening’s fun, has gotten me a little hot again. It’s quite tempting to roll her over and do her again right now. Perhaps I will. I’ll let you know tomorrow.
I left it until the morning before I made her fuck me again. I would’ve mounted her myself if my wound permitted it. Instead I kissed and fingered her until she was on top of me once more.
I made her do it again after. Then once more. I was bleeding again when we were done.
As she tried to change my bandages, I kept kissing her. I tried getting her to mount me again, but she wasn’t having it. Said I had to rest. We were supposed to leave today but it never happened. Instead, we spent most the day kissing and fucking.
Each time she would refuse me, but after a bit of caressing, she would soon be on me again. We’re never going to get anything done like this. I can’t help myself though. I’ve never had a playmate like her.
I usually end up killing them. I do hope I don’t kill her. She’s strong though, and quick. She can defend herself.
She keeps asking for more details about how I killed the others.
“Did you actually bite off Meg’s tongue? How much blood was there?” She would say. Or “How did it feel when you got yourself off with Cait’s body on you? I bet you were completely covered in her blood.”
“It was so warm and wet.” I replied. “I wonder if she survived long enough to see what I was going. I really hope so.”
“I want to know how it feels. Can you lie on me and pretend to be dead?” Misty had said.
“Umm, sure.” I laid on top on her, completely rigid. “It’s much better with the blood pouring out.” I said. I felt her begin to finger herself.
“You’re actually going to do it?” I asked.
“Yes, shut up, you’re supposed to be dead.”
I lay there unmoving, as she got herself off. She kept letting out these little moans. I was so horny when she was finally done. I got her to finish me with her tongue.
“Enjoy that?” I asked when we were both done.
“Yeah. It felt so wrong though. I can’t imagine what I’d be like for real.”
“Perhaps you’ll try it someday. The blood makes all the difference, trust me.”
Perhaps we’ll make a killer out of her. It’s getting late now. We should be leaving early tomorrow if we don’t get distracted. Now I think I’ll have her once more before bed...
Misty was already awake when I woke. Our stuff had been packed.
“Tell me about this plan.” She asked.
“I’ve got a getaway card. You know those services in movies, where you ring someone and pay a large sum of money to disappear? Turns out they’re real. You can actually buy a new life. You get to pick where you go as well, and they’ll set you up with a new I.D and job. I’ve got a prepaid one already, and have enough bitcoin to buy another.”
“Are you sure it works?”
“Pretty sure. I did my research. I’ll let the guy know, and he’ll be ready to make us disappear.”
“Where are we going?”
“Iceland. Somewhere really remote. We’ll get more details once we commit to it.” I told her.
“Isn’t it really cold there?”
“Not as much as you’d expect. This time of year, it’ll probably feel like spring here. The winter will be a little colder, but we might be gone by then.”
“So, we just ring this guy and go?” Misty asked.
“Yep. He’ll give us more details on where to go when I ring him. He’s used to dealing with people on the run. Let’s not waste this opportunity. We’re not really wanted yet. Let’s do something big before we go.”
“What do you think? You’ve read my diary. I’m not talking about a massive killing spree, that’s too risky. We’d be caught before we get a chance to escape. But we could find a victim, tail them, and break into their house. Then the games will begin. We’ll either do it somewhere remote, or be really sneaky.”
“Do you think I’m ready for something like this? I can’t fight like you.” Misty said.
“I’ll have your back. It’ll be easy. You can either be stealthy and kill them before they know you’re there, or lure them into a trap. It’s up to you. We’ll plan something out.”
“Okay. I suppose we’ve got nothing to lose.”
“Good. I’ll call the guy now.”
The guy is super secretive. When you ring, you have to say a bunch of secret stuff and give him a code. Each person has a different code, depending on what package they bought. This is how the call went.
“Hi, I need help fixing my computer. It’s giving me the error code 6942.” That’s the first secret line you’ve got to say. I had it all written down.
“What have you done to try to fix it.” He asked.
“I replaced the ram and tried a reboot.” That’s the second line. The guy actually runs a computer repair company on the side. To anyone listening, it just sounds like a normal customer.
“What’s your activation key?”
I gave him my special code I got when I bought the package.
“Hold on, I’ll just check that. Okay, how hot is the computer running?”
That’s how he knows how bad your situation is. Hot means you’ve got police after you.
“Not too hot at the moment. It might get pretty hot tonight though.” I said.
“Do you need an urgent repair now or can it wait until tonight?”
“It can wait. Just tell me where and when to drop it off.”
“Let’s see... I’ll text you the address. I’m available for pick up at ten tonight. If you’re late, I can’t help you.”
“I’ll be there. I’ve actually got two problems. Will that be an issue? I can pay extra.”
“You’ll have to pay full price for the second problem.”
“Thank you for your business.”
Misty was quite confused when I put the phone down.
“What the hell what that all about?” She asked. I had to explain it all. Luckily, I had the money saved up to pay for her as well.
We burnt everything in my car before we left, and buried the stuff that wouldn’t burn. I didn’t want to leave unnecessary evidence in my car if I didn’t need to. The address I was given was at some docks. We drove nearby and planned what we were going to do.
We decided to have a walk into town and look for any victims. Ideally, we wanted either someone who was going to die anyway, or someone who deserved it. We eventually found the latter.
Misty and I were walking through the town, chatting, when we overheard a conversation.
“You fucking slut! I hope you get cancer. I’m telling everyone what you’ve done, no one will talk to you again after this.”
We crept closer, and was just in time to see a young woman slap this poor girl in the face. When she tried to defend herself, she got slammed into the pavement.
“If I ever see you again, I’ll kill you myself!” The woman shouts. She gives the downed girl and extra kick for good measure, and walks off.
“Follow her. Keep your distance. I’ll catch you up.” I said to Misty. Then I went to help the girl up.
“She looks like a nasty piece of work.” I said, pulling her to her feet.
“She’s going to tell everyone. I didn’t even do anything.” The girl sobs.
“I won’t let her do that. I don’t care what you did or didn’t do. You didn’t deserve that.”
“She’s always been jealous. I hate her so much. She’s going to ruin my life. Everyone will believe the stupid stories she makes about me.”
“No, she won’t. I’m going to stop her. You get yourself home. She’ll never bother you again.” I said.
“What do you mean? What will you do? She’s dangerous, don’t get involved. If you try to stop her... she’ll... She’s crazy. I don’t want you getting hurt because of me.” The girl was still crying.
“Don’t worry about me. I can handle myself. Now go home.”
“You can’t! She’s a psychopath, she’ll kill you. I’ll be okay, just pretend this didn’t happen.”
“You don’t know what I am.” I lifted my shirt to show her my bloody bandages. “Got that after I tried to kill someone. The girl who gave me that, is going to help me punish that woman who hit you.” The girl’s eyes widened at that.
“Are you going to...”
“Kill her?” I finished. “Perhaps. Best pretend you never saw me. Get as far away from here as you can. Get yourself a good alibi. Wouldn’t want anyone suspecting you in anything that might happen, would we?”
“She deserves it but...”
“The blood isn’t on your hands. I would’ve done this anyway. Just thought you’d like to know what happened when you see it on the news tomorrow. Now seriously, go.”
The girl gave me another look, then ran.
Shortly after, I got a call from Misty. She had followed the woman to her house. From what she could tell, she was alone. I met her near the house and we discussed plans.
“How do you want to do this?” I asked. “We can do it quick and clean, or get our hands dirty. You’ll be doing the hard part. I’m not fit enough to do the stabby stabby bit.”
“I don’t know. You’re the expert at this. I’m not sure how much help I’ll be. What if I can’t do it?”
“Then I’ll have to take over.”
“Can I just watch you? I can cause a distraction or something.” Misty asks.
“Okay but I want you to get at least some blood on your hands. I need to know that you won’t freak out.”
“I won’t. I think I’m ready. What do I do?”
“Knock on the front door. Try to push your way past her when she opens it. Start an argument or something. Say you’re a friend of that girl she hit or something. I’ll sneak in through the back door and do my thing.”
It was the perfect location. The house was on its own with trees blocking its view. No one would see or hear what’s going on inside. The back door was left open and the woman was napping on the sofa.
I went to the back door and waited. Misty knocked on the door. I could hear them arguing. The woman wasn’t happy about being woken up. I peeked around in time to see Misty barge past and slam the front door.
“Get out my house!” Screamed the woman. She grabbed Misty and pushed her against a wall. “Who are you? How dare you come here?”
I quickly made my way in. The woman started slamming Misty against the wall. I walked right up behind her without her hearing. I slit her throat with my knife. The blood sprayed all over Misty.
I held her up until she went limp. Misty just stood there, wide eyed. I let the woman fall on top of Misty. Misty grabbed her, staring in horror.
“Help me carry her upstairs. We don’t want the body in sight of the window.” I said.
I was expecting Misty to freak out, but she didn’t. She just helped me carry the body upstairs.
“Go look at yourself in the mirror.” I said. Misty was completely covered in blood. It was all over her face and hair. I found it pretty hot actually. I took some photos of her in various positions.
“Want to do each other on that woman’s bed?” I asked.
“Yes. Let me wash this blood off first though.” Misty replied.
“No. I like you like that.” I ripped her clothes off and we started kissing.
We were just getting into it when the front door opened. I heard a man shouting from downstairs.
“Molly? What have you done? If you actually killed that whore in our house... get down here now, you stupid bitch! I can hear you up there. You’re going to pay for this. I told you not to do anything stupid.”
“What should we do?” Misty whispered.
“Kill him obviously. Back me up if I’m in danger.” I went downstairs with my knife. The man was bald and tattooed, wearing a white tank top. Definitely a drug dealer.
“Who the fuck are you?” He asked before I throw my knife at him. It stuck into his shoulder. I went to run at him, but a spike of pain from my wound stopped me. The man threw me to the floor. I looked up in time to see Misty pick up a plant pot and smash the man over the head. Then she pulled out the knife and started wildly stabbing him with it.
I just watched the whole thing. By the time she was done, I was completely turned on. I did her on the sofa.
After we had exhausted ourselves, we cleaned off the blood in the shower, and found new clothes. It was almost time we met the magician. You know, the guy that makes you disappear.
We tried to make it look like the man and woman had killed each other. It didn’t really matter, as we were leaving the country anyway. It could buy us a bit of time if it was discovered too soon though.
We were told to wait at the docks for further instruction. At ten o’clock precisely, we got a text saying to walk to a nearby ally and put a pillow case over our heads. We did what it said. A few moments after we were blindfolded, we were grabbed and shoved into a van.
A short journey later, the blindfold was removed. We were in what looked like a warehouse. I was asked to pay for Misty. Once the money was sent, a man took our photos and sent us into a room to wait.
Two hours later, we had to put the blindfold back on.
“You’re going on a cargo ship to Iceland. You’re going to be smuggled off in a container. You’ll get a bag with some money and your new identification. The captain will show you to your new home. If you need to make further contact, there’s a card in the bag. It’ll cost you though.” The man explained.
We were put back in the van. I think we were driven back to the docks. We both got stuffed into crates and loaded onto a ship. That was the most uncomfortable night I’ve ever had. Once we were out of sight of land, the captain let us out and showed us to our cabin.
We both fell asleep almost immediately.
I’m writing this the next morning. Misty’s still asleep. I guess we’ve got a long voyage ahead of us now.
Gonna be a short entry today. Not a whole lot to do on this ship, apart from each other anyway. We’ve only been at sea a day and we’ve already got in trouble. The first time, me and Misty were going at it in our cabin. Someone banged on the wall to shut us up. We tried to quieten down, but it obviously wasn’t enough. The captain burst in and told us if we didn’t stop making so much racket, he’d throw us overboard. Apparently, some of the crew sleep in the day ready for the night shift.
The next time, we decided to find somewhere quieter. We found a room below the ship that had no one in it. It could’ve been the engine room or something like that. It was noisy and had pipes and shit. We had each other in a nice corner.
It went well to start with. Especially with the rough seas. We kept rolling all over the place.
Then someone found us mid-action. A young engineer. He seemed quite embarrassed. He cleared his throat to get our attention.
“Umm, you’re not really supposed to be in here. I’ve got to... You’re in my way.” He said.
“Can we finish up here? It won’t take long.” I replied. Then I went back to fingering Misty. The engineer looked away and pretended to be busy with something.
When Misty started to moan, he couldn’t bare it any longer, and left.
We met him again shortly after, on our way out. I smiled at him, making him blush. To be perfectly honest, I would have preferred to kill him and kept going.
It was hard to find anywhere else to go. Wherever we went, someone would hear us. So instead we just settled with kissing each other. A lot of the sea men gave us lingering glances while we kissed. No surprise really. There weren’t that many women on board and they certainly didn’t snog each other in plain sight.
We’re definitely going to be in the minds of those men when they sleep tonight. I don’t care really. Never have cared what people think. They better not try anything with me though. They’d regret that.
I’m told we’ll be there tomorrow evening.
I’m going to see if I can get Misty to fuck me up on the deck. It’s dark up there now. Not many people around either.
This’ll probably be the last entry until we arrive. We’ll be there in a few hours. Then we’ll be stuffed in crates again. Looking forward to it.
In case you were interested, (of course you are) me and Misty did fuck on deck. It wasn’t exactly pleasant. It was dark, windy and cold. No one stopped us though. I’m sure we were heard. Misty is so loud when she comes. Sometimes she actually screams. You’d think she’s being burned alive by the sound of it. Everyone on the ship must be aware of us by now. We’re not actually discreet.
But you wanted details, didn’t you? This diary isn’t exactly PG is it? If you’ve read this far, I might as well reward you. Besides, I’ve got nothing else to do until we get packed in the crates.
I grabbed Misty by the hand while in the cabin and pulled her close.
“Want to fuck me on the deck?” I asked.
“On the deck? But someone will see us.”
“And? We’ll never meet anyone here again. Who cares if they see us? Anyway, we’ve got a bit more to hide than this. We’ve both killed people after all.”
“Fair point. Okay then. Just a quick one.” Misty says, pretending she’s not completely horny at the thought of another session with me. I was wet just thinking about it.
“Undress here. Our clothes will just get blown away up there.”
“We can’t walk naked across the whole ship. Let’s just do it clothed.”
“Undress now, or I’ll rip your clothes off and drag you out.” I commanded. She seems to like it when I command her to do stuff.
“It’s so cold up there though.” She replied. I think she wanted me to drag her out.
“You’ll have me for warmth. Come on.” I undressed her before making her do the same to me. Then I took her hand and led her up onto deck. There were a few people around, but they didn’t notice us. I don’t think they did anyway.
Then I just grabbed her and started kissing hard. A few minutes later I wanted to make her come. So, I practically picked her up, and placed her on her back, spreading her legs.
“You’re doing it here? It’s too open, we’ll be seen!” Misty complained.
“Better give them a show then.” I then proceeded to get her off three times in a row, in pretty much every way you can do a girl. (Grinding, fingering and using my tongue) She tried to stop me after the second time. She said it was my turn. I wasn’t having it though. I quite enjoy forcing her to climax again and again. She had no choice in the matter.
After the third time, I sat on her chest and fingered myself until I came. She tried to stop me, saying she wanted to do it.
“You said I could fuck you.” Misty practically begged.
“I lied.” I said, fingering harder. Sure, it would’ve been better if Misty had done it, but I was playing a game with her. I’m not gonna let her touch me until we get to our new place. It’s driving her crazy.
After finishing myself, I simply walked back to our cabin, ignoring anything that Misty said. She hasn’t been able to touch me all of today. I push her off every time she goes to kiss me. I can’t wait until I let her do me. It’s going to be such a relief for both of us.
Recounting last night’s fun has made me horny, just like it always does. I’m going to finger myself in front of Misty again. I won’t even get her off this time. I’m kinda hoping she’ll attack me. That’ll be so hot.
Quick update. She almost attacked me. She got really aggressive with lust and tried to kiss me. I fought her off, still fingering myself. I came before she could do anything. She stormed off. I hope she’ll forgive me.
We have arrived. Our new home is this little shack in the middle of nowhere. There’s a small town not too far away. We got unloaded off the ship in the crates, and carried to the edge of the village.
The captain told us to keep following a dirt track until we reached our new house.
Inside we found plenty of food and water to keep us going for a while. We were told we could find jobs in the little fishing village nearby. We’ve only got a small bed though. It’s made for one person, but we just about fit together. I let Misty have her way with me, pretty much as soon as we got here. She seems happier now.
I’m not sure where we go from here. Gonna be hard to have a quiet life after what we’ve been through. We’ve got internet access though. There’s a place in town. Kinda like an Internet café, but more primitive. I’ve got a laptop I can connect. Should be able to see the news back home. I wonder if they’ve discovered the bodies yet.
It’s getting dull now. There’s nothing to do. I can’t fuck Misty all day and night. I have found something interesting online though. I was browsing the darkest parts of the internet, when I stumbled upon a secret group. There’re these people who think they’re actually vampires. They drink blood and only go out at night. I found my way into their little community. They’re super secretive, so it took a while to gain their trust. I told them about my first “feast”. We might be able to join them. First, we have to go through a test. Feed on someone, and send them the video footage to prove we’re up to it.
Could be interesting. If we joined them, we’d get a hideout to stay in, and we’d get to bite people on a daily basis. They even have thralls and shit. We’ve just got to pretend we’re vampires.
Misty seems up to it. She wants to watch me “feed” on someone. Maybe I’ll pretend she’s my thrall. Then she only has to watch. Just need to find someone to sacrifice for the video now.
Did it. You’ll get all the details, don’t worry. Misty actually came when she saw me do it. I wonder if they heard her moan when I sent the video. Let’s start from the beginning.
We went into the village together, looking for anyone to sacrifice. Ideally, we were searching for someone who lives alone. We didn’t want anyone to come looking after they disappeared.
We found the perfect candidate. A wild looking woman, who had just been caught stealing something. She was being chased by a middle-aged man. Me and Misty decided to follow. The thief soon outran her pursuer, and disappeared behind a nearby hill.
It didn’t take long for us to catch up to her. Me and Misty soon had her trapped. She shouted something at us in Icelandic.
“Come with us. We’ve got somewhere you can lie low for a while.” I told her, hoping she could understand me.
“Why do you help me? This must be a trap. I’m not going anywhere.” She replied.
“We need a favour from you. Let us help you, and maybe you can help us.” It wasn’t a lie as such. We just didn’t tell her what that favour would be.
“What do you want?”
“Come back with us, and we’ll tell you everything. Don’t worry, we’re not turning you in. We’re not exactly honest people ourselves. We got in trouble back home, that’s why we moved here.”
She glanced at us both and realised she wasn’t going to escape us. “Fine, but try anything, and you’ll wish you didn’t.” She spoke surprising good English.
“Good girl. It’s not far from here, come.” I started growing excited at the thought of biting her. It had been so long...
When we arrived at the cabin, the fun began. I grabbed the girl and forced her into a chair while Misty tied her to it. She fought me, but the two of us overcame her. Then I stepped back and stared at her. “Sorry about that. It’s part of a little game we have planned. It won’t take long.”
“What are you doing? Let me go!” She struggled to break free.
“It’ll be easier if you don’t struggle. Try to relax.” I wasn’t going to tell her what was in store for her. It was best if she never found out.
I took Misty by the hand and bought her over to where the girl was tied to the chair. I sat her down on the girl’s lap, and climbed in hers. Then I started kissing Misty, right in front of the girl.
“What are you doing? Why have you tied me to this chair? There’s money in it if you let me go.”
We ignored her and kept kissing harder. When we started doing tongues, the girl began to struggle again.
“Stop it! This doesn’t make any sense, why are you doing this?”
I broke off for a second. “Did you want to join in?” I asked. Please say yes. I was thinking.
“What? No, just untie me.”
I went back to passionately snogging Misty. Having someone watching, definitely made it more exciting. Especially when we were sitting on their lap.
“Okay, I’ll do it if you’ll let me go afterwards.” She finally said.
“Oh, I’m not freeing you if you kiss me. I just wondered if you were feeling left out.”
“Then what do you want from me?”
“Just to watch, for now at least.” I slipped a finger into Misty’s jeans and went back to my kissing.
“Untie me, I can join in then. I’ll do whatever you want me to.” Said the girl. She was obviously lying. If I untied her, she’d be gone.
“You can join in while tied up. You’ve still got your mouth. Who do you want to kiss first?”
“If you untie my hands, I can, I can touch you. You want that?” It did sound tempting. Too bad I didn’t believe her.
“We both know that won’t happen. Either kiss us, or watch me and Misty do each other. It’s up to you.”
“I’ll watch then. Get on with it.” The girl seemed to relax then. Did she think she could escape while we were fucking or something?
“Fine by me. You don’t mind if we do it on your lap, do you? Take your clothes off Misty.”
“But there’s not enough room. It would be more comfortable for you on the bed. I’ll watch you do it. I’m not going anywhere am I?”
“No, you’re not. We’re doing it here.”
Once Misty was undressed, she sat on the girl’s lap while I fingered her. The girl started muttering something in Icelandic as Misty began to sigh.
“Sorry, she’s a screamer. She tends to get quite wet too. But you don’t mind, do you? I bet you’re enjoying it.” I pushed Misty harder against the girl. She was looking quite uncomfortable by then.
By the time Misty climaxed, the girl’s face was red. Misty got up, leaving a wet patch on the girl’s lap.
“Can I go now?” The girl asked.”
“No, we’re not finished yet. We can keep doing this for hours. Want a go? I can do the same to you if you like.”
“I’d rather you not.”
“You sure? I’ve been told I’m pretty good. Bet you’ve never had a girl do that to you.”
“That’s none of your business. Let me go, this is humiliating.”
“Where’d you learn that word? Your English is pretty good. Perhaps you’ll learn a few new words by the time we’re done. Would you rather Misty touch you? She’s a bit gentler, but I’ve got the feeling you like it rough.” I said.
“So that’s why you brought me here. You want to play with me like you play with that friend of yours. Did you tie her up too?”
“No, I tried to kill her. Then she stabbed me. After that we were best friends.”
The girl couldn’t tell if I was serious or not. “If you’re going to do it, just get on with it. It’s not like I can stop you.”
“Really? I didn’t plan to do it. I was just going to make you watch me fuck Misty. You’ll enjoy it though. The first time is always the best.”
The girl didn’t try to resist as I pulled her trousers off. Maybe she actually wanted this. I thought. I found out a few seconds later.
She was wet. Not soaked like Misty would’ve been, but enough to tell me she had secretly enjoyed having Misty orgasm on her lap.
“Look, Misty, you’ve made her all wet. I knew you were enjoying it.” I said.
“I was not. She was just...” The girl started.
“No need to say anymore. Misty has that effect on me too. Would you like her to do it?”
“I don’t care. Just do it. Quickly.”
“You all horny now, aren’t you? You pretend that you hate it, but really, you’re enjoying this. Still, I think it’s best you remain tied up. Don’t want you to run before I get a chance to make you come.”
I slowly slid a finger inside her. The girl shivered, then let out a little sigh.
“Misty, turn the camera on.” I wanted to watch this again later.
I started kissing the girl. She was still pretending she wasn’t interested, and didn’t kiss me back.
“Just get on with it! There’s no point pretending to be all gentle. It’ll take all night like this.” The girl complained.
“That wouldn’t be a bad thing. Could you last all night?” I teased.
“I thought you said you were rough. Maybe your friend will be better.” That made me go harder. Perhaps a little too hard. The girl began to gasp.
It wasn’t long before she was screaming like Misty had been. I glanced at Misty, to see what she was doing. She was fingering herself. Of course, she was. She had the camera in one hand, but it was shaking so much, the footage would be ruined.
The girl suddenly cried out and almost broke her bindings as she ached her back.
“Told you, you would enjoy it.” I said.
“Mind letting me go now?” She asked.
“Um, about that... Misty, set the camera up over there. It’ll be too shaky if you’re holding it. We need good footage for this.”
Misty put the camera down on a table so it was facing us. I walked behind the girl. “Look at Misty for me.” I said.
“Why, what’re you doing?” Said the girl. She seemed to realise something was up. Misty knew too. She started touching herself in anticipation.
“I’m sorry, it’ll be over soon.” Then I bit her neck. I think I forgot to mention this before, ever wondered how I can draw blood so easily? I filed my teeth to sharp points back in school. I did it to scare the other kids. Everyone thought I was mad. They were right.
The girl gasped and tried to get away. I bit her again. She tried to speak, but all she managed was a wet splutter. Misty gasped, herself. She was loving this. I bit the girl again, harder this time. My face was soon covered in blood. The girl soon went limp.
I caught a glance at myself in the mirror. Blood was running off my lips and down my throat. I thought I looked pretty hot. Misty thought so too. She ran at me and jumped into my arms. Then she started kissing me hard.
“Bite her again!” She cried.
I did as she asked. When my lips were covered in deep red blood, she kissed me again.
“Again! I want a photo of you covered in blood.” Said Misty.
She took the hottest photo of me on her phone. Then set it as her background. My pale blue eyes, filed teeth and the dripping blood made me look beautiful but terrifying.
“Why don’t you bite her? Have a taste for yourself?” I told Misty.
“I don’t know... I might be sick.”
“Just cover yourself in her blood then. I want a photo of you too.”
Misty hesitantly crouched in front of the dead girl, and pressed her lips to the girl’s throat.
“Bite her, then roll in the puddle of blood. I want it all over your face and body.”
She did as she was told. Even covered in blood, she still looked cute and innocent. Now I’m going to get turned on every time I unlock my phone.
I did her on the floor after that. I forgot to turn off the camera, so captured the whole thing. It’s going to make for a hot video. Bet I could make a pretty penny selling it to the right person.
I’ll have to edit it out before I send the clip to that vampire group.
We buried the body late into the night, then cleaned ourselves. I’m going to have a look at the footage now. Wonder if I can make it to the end without climaxing.
Try editing some really hot footage in a public place without anyone noticing. It was a risk. Misty kept an eye out while I edited the clip to be sent off. I hope there’s not any hidden cameras that caught us. I doubt it, it’s not exactly the most high-tech place in the world.
I sent off the video to the vampire group, and am awaiting a reply. I made sure to only include the necessary bits.
Maybe I should try to find somewhere I can sell the rest. We’ll need money if we are to travel to wherever these vampires hide. I have some saved, but spent more than intended on getting Misty here. I’ll need to make some more contacts on the dark web. I’m sure someone will pay good money for that video. I’ve just got to find them.
I think I’ve found a buyer. They’re obviously very secretive, but it seems like they’re some rich businessman with dark secrets. They’ve been known to buy videos of murders. Usually the videos are done by someone anonymous. They’re few and far between. Our video contains a murder, as well as sexual content, plus we haven’t covered our faces. That means he’ll pay a hell of a lot of money for it.
We’re talking at least half a million. I’ve agreed to send some photos of the video in exchange for £5000. If he likes what he sees, he’ll pay for the whole thing.
It’s quite risky sending it. If someone discovers it, our faces will be known. They’ve probably already got our fingerprints on record from our last few kills before we left. We’ll be wanted worldwide if that video gets discovered.
It’s better to risk it, than to stay here forever. It’s a small village, people will notice if many more people go missing. We can’t have a quiet life anymore.
Misty is already growing restless. She wants to watch me kill again. She even wants to try it again herself. She’s got the taste of blood now too.