Welcome to the Real Dark Side - Chapter 5

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The daylight came and then turned once more into the night and she awoke as he entered her pussy with his hard cock and she shuddered. The head of his cock slid in and out of her pussy and she could feel every stroke and when she opened her eyes she came for the first time. She could feel her pussy gripping his cock and her cum dripping down her ass.

Faster and faster he pumped his cock into her. He bit down on her nipples and she cried out in pain but the pleasure was much too intense. She ground her hips into his cock wanting to feel every inch of it. Her clit rubbed against his skin and she moaned loudly as she came for the second time.

Faster, harder, deeper he fucked her until she felt a darkness begin to fall over her soul and her body start to drift away in some euphoric bliss. He pulled his cock out and stroked it fast while she lay watching and waiting for the prize to come and then a steady stream of cum shot out of his cock and covered her body. When he was done he kissed her lips and then they arose to start the night.

Another cool, damp night after a fresh rain and they roamed the streets in search of a victim. She hungered for blood. She could feel her very body becoming weaker and it burned. She knew tonight would have to be her night and that she must kill to take away this pain.

The night club was packed with people and the music pounding from the speakers kept steady beat with the hearts of those dancing to the songs. Men and women, gay and straight crowded the floor and bodies intermingled and writhed on the floor in a heavy trance.

The smell of sweat mixed with that of blood and alcohol filled the room and her hunger deepened. There in the corner next to the bar stood a man with a drink and a wedding ring on his hand. This would be her victim. She could tell that he deserved to die and she would enjoy the feeling of her teeth as they sunk deep into his neck.

She walked up to him and brushed her body against his and whispered, “Wayne you are a bad boy and you need to be punished.” He looked at her puzzled and wondered how this stranger knew his name. Although he had been out many times and had been with many different women he was sure he had never met this one. Her ebony hair alone would have been unforgettable.

Wayne looked at her for a moment longer and said, “I have been naughty but I must know who is to be my punisher. What is your name angel?” She spoke in her silken voice, “I am Wendoline lover boy and you will obey me and ask no questions.” The look in her eyes said it all.

Like a moth to a flame he was drawn. She took him by the hand and led him to the centre of the dance floor and began to grind. His body flowed rhythmically to hers and he felt as though he had just taken a strong drug. He melted into her until there was no one but the two of them dancing. The music entranced them and he drifted.

She looked deeply into his eyes seeing all that he was and knowing that this one would be very enjoyable to kill slowly and painfully. She saw the man he was and his family who cried for their husband and father. A man who was cold and had an inner turmoil. A man who did the unthinkable and felt no remorse. An anger burned inside her and she knew it was time.

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