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Kill... or Play? (Summers and Lord Dakol)

He looked back down, seeing that Roxanne was going faster and harder on him. This caused a deeper, more sensual moan as he gripped her hair, helping her movement and pushing his cock deeper into her throat. Christopher's other hand snaked down her back, resting on her ass before squeezing it and pushing her closer to his body, rubbing Roxanne's ass and pulling her hair the more she worked on him.
 
The feeling that raced through Roxanne was that of pure and utter lust, her mouth working firmly around his cock in wanton. Pulling her head back she fought his hand, her back arching so he could reach more of her ass. Her conscious gone for now, blowing cool air along his cock she let her mouth suck on his balls, urging them to explode in her mouth. Her tongue scaling his shaft before diving back down letting her mouth be used by him.
 
Her actions were more urgent and wanting now, and this made Christopher smirk and chuckle with satisfaction. The combined action of her playing with his balls, tasting his thick shaft and finally going back to her previous action made the pleasurable feeling at the bottom of his shaft appear. "Aaaahhh..." he groaned, gripping Roxanne's hair even rougher now and keeping her head in place as his cock began to throb like mad. It enlarged in her mouth for a moment for pumping out a considerable load of cum from the tip of his penis and into her mouth.

Some of it slipped from her lips and dripped onto her neck, then onto the carpet as Christopher moaned loudly. Fuck..!" he gasped with a smile.
 
The sudden splash of Christopher's cum surprised Roxanne's mouth, the amount dripping down her body causing her to shiver, her mouth still wrapped tightly on him. Her mouth taking in the large amount of cum, letting it slide her throat without a second though, her tongue slid along the underside of his cock to make sure she got every last drop out of him. Only than did she come around, her thighs wet with her own shame.

She wanted nothing more than to leave this place, her cheeks pink with her own shame at the lack of control she had displayed in front of this monster.
 
"Hehehe..." the young killer chuckled at the sight of Roxanne drinking almost everything he had without hesitation, and was surprised to feel her mouth tightened around his member. Still grabbing her hair, he yanked her off, taking a minute to see the red-faced, cum soaked slut kneeling in front of him.

"So... still want to deny being my slut, bitch? You really seemed to like being my cum dispenser," he asked with a grin, glancing down at his cock to see that it was still throbbing, raring to have another go... somewhere else.
 
Roxanne closed her eyes, a hot stream of tears rolling down her reddened cheeks she tried to pull away from him, her hands wanting to come up and hide her face. She couldn't believe what she had done, and the moment he spoke to her she thrashed away from him, or at least tried her best. Her body being bound making it harder for her to move at all from the man.

"Never! Let go!" she screamed at him in anger, her body hot from need and despair having touched the man.
 
Despite her struggling, Christopher was still able to keep a good firm hold on her hair. "Hahaha! You've basically done so by drinking everything I had, you whore!" he exclaimed, yanking her towards him, forcing her to sit on his lap. Her pussy was now pushing against his pulsing manhood, seeming to open its lips around the shaft.

"Now is when the real fun begins, Roxanne..." he whispered in her ear, biting roughly on the lobe before using the left hand on her ass to slide her up his shaft, soon setting her tight entrance on top of his head.
 
"No," she cried, her head shaking denying what he had said, willing it not to be true wishing that she could take back her moment of weakness. Her eyes widened at the head threatening to push into her, completing the harassment that he had planned with the girl. Roxanne started to do all she could, thrashing her body around, wiggling back and forth trying to get away.

At long last she gave his shoulder a light headbutt, her eyes dripping salty tears against his bare chest silently begging him not to do what she knew he would. "Please...don't do this," she whispered to him, mental agony thick in every word.
 
"Sorry, Roxanne... you practically asked for this the moment you accepted the case," Christopher whispered, not affected in the least by her attempted struggled. Slowly letting go of her hair, which was the only thing keeping her up, he placed his hands on her waist and pulled her down, forcing her to take most of him. It was an easy transition due to their lubrication, thanks to Roxy. A groan escaped from his throat as his cock entered her.
 
Roxanne opened her mouth to plead with him more the only sound coming out of her mouth was that of a pained moan. Feeling Christopher enter her body, her pussy gripping around him willingly coaxing the man deeper into her. His movements not needed as she shook with violation settling into her brain and bones.

Her eyes leaking a water show over her face at the fact she was no longer unknown to the killer, but indeed becoming his whore as he invaded her.
 
The young man gripped her hips tightly, enough to leave red marks as he slowly pulled her off before bucking his hips as he plunged her down harder.

"Argh... you feel the way your pussy is clinging to my cock? Roxy, you want me... and you know it," he whispered as his manhood throbbed inside of her, expanding her inner walls as he slowly fucked her, forcing her down harder each time. Christopher's tongue traced the outline of her ear before sucking on it roughly as he fucked her.
 
Roxanne hissed at the way he held her, the tight fingers on her sensitive flesh making the experience all the more painful than it already was. She didn't want to admit to him what she was feeling, how Christopher was hitting her just right. The way that made it hard for her to fight the moans that would would tear her apart.
 
Christopher steadily bucked his hips, sliding the young woman up his cock until the head was the only thing inside, before suddenly pulling her down and hitting her cervix. "Hahaha!" he laughed, a moan soon followed after it. He continued to buck his hips, bouncing her up and down and the thick shaft. His teeth left her ear, the tongue trailing her cheek before reaching her lips, and kissing her passionately, his tongue pushing its way inside and wrestling with her own.
 
She was visibly shaking on him, her eyes seeing white flashes of hot passion feeling her. She couldn't believe this monster, how vile he was, how uncaring and sick, and how wonderful his cock felt. Her skin was burning at his touch and the moment that his tongue began it's slide her back arched in a shiver. Her mouth open in wildly pants, her tongue pushing at his trying to move him out of her mouth. Her mind flashed in thought, seeing her opportunity she bit down on his tongue demanding that he let her go at that instant.
 
Christopher's eyes widened in surprise as Roxanne held his tongue in place, sending a jolt of pain to make his body tremble. He knew he couldn't say anything properly with his tongue the way it was at the moment, so he chuckled lightly and quickly formulated a plan. His eyes coldly warned her to let go, though there was hint of excitement that flashed in his pupils. His left hand loosened on her waist, and fell to the floor, letting her think she was doing as she asked.

But as she concentrated on his eyes, his free hand gripped the hilt of his knife and gently pulled, subtly bringing it to her thigh. The cold steel was pressed against her skin, and Christopher did not hesitate to cut a shallow cut on her thigh, making her bleed as he threatened to continue.
 
Roxanne was pleased by what she was seeing coming from the killer, his hands letting her go making her more than happy. Her eyes giving him the pleased sign of victory, just as she was about to let his tongue go she felt the cool blade touch her skin. The steel starting to slowly draw a line of blood. She released his tongue at once, her mouth crying out in a pain while she looked down at what he had done to her smooth thigh. Her eyes holding a rage while she looked at him through water filled eyes.

"You bastard!" she yelled at him, her blood falling in light streams down her thigh moving to start and drip on the shredded carpet she lay on. Her body falling backwards to free herself from his grip not wanting to be cut again with the blade.
 
Christopher let out a long, deep laugh as she released her hold, and held her closely as his cock pounded her a few more times before he spoke. "That should teach you, you fucking slut..." he hissed with a smirk, kissing her once before he released the blade, and looked at Roxanne as he began to plunge his cock in further and harder, hitting her cervix roughly each time.

His free hand took a bit of the blood that slipped down her thigh, and licked it from his fingers. "Heh..."
 
With each thrust of his hips she was withering on top of him, her body jumping up and down from his movements. Her breathing becoming even more labored than before, she couldn't fight the ecstasy filling her body. Her head starting to fall back involuntary from her cervix brushed, the monster fucking her getting deeper than she thought possible.

Her body shivering more when she saw him taste her blood, thick fear filling her mind at the dark act. Her thoughts no longer being if he would kill her, but instead when he would kill her? "Ah....oh..oh.Chris..p.p.please," she moaned out, her climaxing coming faster than she wanted it to.
 
"Shut up. The only things that should be coming out of your mouth right now are moans and screams, whore," Christopher growled, enjoying the rough punishment that he was serving her. His hands returned to her waist before moving down to her ass, gripping tightly enough to break the skin and cause her to bleed a little. This allowed him to slam her body down harder and faster, though it meant he had to slow down after every few thrusts.
 
The more Christopher fucked her weak body the more she screamed and cried from the abuse, her lips letting pass moans and sighs freely. Her energy long gone since the moment she had been cut, her fear higher than her will to be proud, Roxanne let out a screamed that shook the room, the pain from his nails being excruciating. Her core starting to pulse within her, Roxanne bit her lip knowing that soon she would climax on him. Completing her embarrassment and he ultimate defeat by the man using her.
 
Her screams and moans ultimately aroused Christopher, bouncing her up and down the hardest and fast he could, making sure she couldn't get a moment's rest. He knew from the way she was moaning and moving that she would climax again soon, and so would he.

"So... where should I cum? All over you..? Or perhaps... straight into your pussy?" he whispered in a threat, his cock throbbing as he was extremely close to cumming.
 
"No...Please not there," she didn't want to risk having his child and in no way would she be able to handle that at this moment in her life. Her income barely making things comfortable for her to live by, let alone a baby. Roxanne couldn't say anything else to the man, her body stopped its movements, her hips locking, her pussy clenching to the man she was on tightly while she came.
 
As Roxanne pleaded with him, Christopher slowly allowed a malicious smirk on his lips. "Too bad, slut..." he whispered in her ear, pumping her up and down, "You're going to take my cum!"

This exclamation went hand-in-hand with his climax, moaning in ecstasy as he quit moving her, feeling his cock quiver as he pumped all of his seed into her pussy, quickly filling it up as she released her own fluids, pouring from her tight hold and down his shaft.
 
Roxanne kept her head back, her walls milking him into she was complete her momentary high helping her forget that he had just cum inside her. The risk of her becoming pregnant with his child more than 60% now, her eyes were welling as she looked at him. Her body shaking from the abuse he had placed on her body.

"You got what you wanted, now let me go," she spoke softly her voice hoarse from all her screams and shouts.
 
The young killer grunted, leaving his manhood inside her pussy in order to deposit the last drops of cum he had given her, when he finally pulled out, allowing the liquids that coated his cock to fall to the floor. After doing so, he looked at Roxanne and laughed, "Hmm... maybe you're right..." he replied with a smirk. Easily picking her up, Christopher threw Roxanne to the floor, allowing her to hit the area where a TV was located... along with a video camera that held a bright red light.

Walking to the bathroom, the young man stepped into the shower to clean himself off. Afterwards, drying and getting dressed, Christopher walked in front of Roxanne and grinned before turning off the camera and taking out the tape. "Hehehe..." he chuckled, glancing at Roxy every so often. It was then he retrieved her cell phone and opened it, and the only clear thing he was doing was dialing a three-digit number...
 
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