1. Ahriman: The Evolution of a Serial Killer 1


    Date: 7/20/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Drug, Extreme, Horror, Male/Female, Masturbation, Rape, Torture, Violence, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

    about definitely?" He reached a hand out and trailed a finger over one bare shoulder. He wasn't smiling anymore, and when he caught her eyes with his, she inhaled sharply. She picked up her drink and downed it in one gulp. "Definitely," she breathed. "Now?" He restrained his excitement at how easy this was and said, "So soon? But you just got here. What about the others you came with?" "Who gives a fuck about them? Let's go." He set his drink down without finishing it, paid Samantha, and held out his arm to Liz. She giggled and took it, and he led her outside. His cock was pulsing it was so hard, but he ignored it. Mother would be displeased if he didn't show this other all the courtesies she had taught him. He looked around the parking lot and was pleased to see that there was no one around. They walked to his car, and she gasped when she saw it. "Damn! This is yours?" "It is," he said, opening the door for her. She slid into the leather seat with a squeal of delight, and he smiled as he walked around to his door. This was not the smile the others got to see, however. This was the smile reserved for himself, for when he had done something he was especially proud of. He got in behind the wheel and started the engine. It gave a pleasing roar and then settled down into a pulsating rumble. "Where to?" he asked, although he already knew where they would end up. She huffed in exasperation. "I have a stuck-up, Puritanical roommate. Can we go to your place?" "Absolutely," he said, ...
    his grin growing bigger and more fierce in the darkness. "It's a little way from here. Is that all right?" "Sure, as long as you can bring be back here later." "That won't be a problem," he said, and he floored it, sending gravel spraying up behind him as he pulled out onto the road that led to his house. "Holy shit! Nice car!" She grabbed onto the door as the speedometer inched up past ninety, past one hundred. "You sure you're not going to crash it, right?" She had just a touch of fear in her voice now, and it made him even harder. "I'm sure. Just relax and enjoy the ride." Twelve minutes later, having reached one twenty for most of the drive, he hit the brakes and fishtailed the car into his drive. "Fuck!" she said as she tried to stay upright. His grin felt like his face was splitting, but if Liz had been noticing anything other than the fact that this sexy man really knew how to drive, the slight fear that was pulsing through her veins would have become a torrent of terror, for the grin was nothing but pure evil now. The distance from the main road to the house was three miles, all of it surrounded by forest. As they finally exited the trees, Liz gave another gasp when the house came into view, only glancing at him briefly. The house was three stories of Southern Plantation mansion. White columns ringed the front door, and the red brick of the walls was accented with white shutters and window sills. Lights shone from one window on the third floor and one on the first. ...
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