Filth – Part 6 – John

Filth – part 1 – Chloe
Filth – Part 2 – John
Filth – Part 3 – John
Filth – Part 4 – Chloe
Filth – Part 5 – Chloe

I had wanted her to come into the bedroom before I attacked but the hardness protruding from my groin took control of my brain. I dashed from my hiding place towards her. Eyes wide she tried to back away, to turn from me ready to scream but my hand was too quick across her mouth, the last breath sealed in… I turn her and my other hand goes to her throat pinning her against the door. I squeeze really fucking hard I see her eyes roll into her head and her tongue starts to bulge out her mouth drool spilling from the sides. It makes me squeeze even harder. “ I told you I would get you, bitch” I growl. Her hands fall seemingly lifeless at her sides. All the struggle gone… fuck I nearly come there and then… I snap back to reality and I’m still holding her by her throat. I relax my grip and as she falls I hear a small gasp of air!? My God she’s not dead! This is the best news. The bitter disappointment fades and is replaced by a new thought “I could keep her!” She could be mine forever? I could put her in the safe place. I’ve kept others for years. Kept them alive just… but I always bore eventually. No chase involved anymore no real terror once the first 2 or 3 months pass. They just end up hollow shells and even at the end when I finish them I get little pleasure from it.

This one. She’s different she has shown me that I can control her. That she wants this as much, if not more, than I do. She found me after all, she is the one who wanted all this horror. Who would I be to deny her that?

While she’s out I go to my bag and take out what I need. I strip her and tie her to her bed with knots that will tighten as she struggles when she wakes. From my bag I take my favourite knife. It’s been sharpened so much the cutting edge is razor thin. It’s a magnificent blade. A bowie knife that I’ve used for hunting more than just animals. I hold it glinting in the sunlight spilling through small gap in the curtains. Today it will taste her flesh for the first time. I fleetingly notice my cock is hard again and it brings me back. I walk to the bed and climb on, she stirs a bit. As I put my knees on her chest her pretty tear filled eyes snap open. She looks me right in the eye and starts to scream and scream but barely a noise comes past the ball gag I’ve stuffed in her mouth and she realises no noise is coming out. She struggles more the ropes tighten. I can see it in her scared eyes that she knows she is utterly doomed I reach back and slide a finger into her pussy and I can see she loves it I can feel her push against my hand, she wants this. I take my finger out and slip it in my mouth she is so wet!! It makes me more aroused than ever and angry! Angry that the fucking whore nearly made me kill her. Angry that if she had done as she was told and not ran this could have been avoided until I was ready. The anger starts to rise my fists clench tightly and I slap her so hard in the face it makes her start to cry. I grab my knife off the bed and start to run it from her throat where my hand is once again gripping tightly. Across her tits down across her stomach. Here I press a little harder and she cries out round the gag as her skin separates and blood spills from the blades path she bucks against the ropes and I swear she came again! It’s a not deep but the warm red soon spills onto the sheets. I watch it pool in her belly button as she lies there motionless. She’s not dead just passed out again. I take my finger and dip it into the blood in her navel and start to write on her wall ”never run. ” the full stop runs slightly down the wall I watch it for what seems an age.

I untie her while she was still out cold. I change her bed sheets (taking the blood stained ones with me as I do her panties) . I make her bed and clean her up. I use some sterile tape on her cut . I leave the apartment as I found it apart from that message. The full stop drip now reaching the floor.

Next time she wouldn’t dare run and if she did the room I have prepared for her would be ready for its long term guest.


Filth – Part 3 – John

Filth – part 1 – Chloe
Filth – Part 2 – John

I walked away as the tram squeaked and rattled off in the opposite direction the blood from my hand felt warm and sticky in my pocket. The fucking bitch. I had the whole thing planned out. My whole fucking day ruined because she couldn’t hold it together. Her panic had made me even more aroused. My cock was so hard it hurt to walk but that ache made me even harder, if that was possible. The want and need to ram it into one of her holes was driving me mad. I wanted to turn round and start chasing the tram. To find her again, grab her, drag her off up an alleyway and just fucking rape the bitch.. maybe squeezing that delicate neck a bit too hard? Watch the life drain from her eyes as i come in her? She deserves it for messing me about! How dare she try and control things! She will learn. I will teach her not to fuck with me.
Then there I was in front of her apartment looking down at the key lying in my blood stained hand. Shiny, glinting at me like a silver prize. A key to heaven for me and hell for her.
Once in the building I made my way to her apartment on the ground floor. I looked long and hard at the key in my hand as i stood on front of her brown front door, I put it in the lock hearing the metal scrape against metal sliding effortlessly in click click click and I’m in.
The smell of her world hits me. A slight odour of cooking, her perfume, that smell of soap that I picked up on the tram. That leads me to the bathroom her slightly wet towel hung to dry, the bar of soap still slightly wet that had only recently been used on her slippery body , between her legs… I’m hard again. I move through to her room my eyes instantly spot her panties on the floor. I want to touch them but worry I might come there and then if I do…I leave them burning a hole into my head and move to the bed. I lie down. I can smell her here more than anywhere else. My erection reaches a new level of hardness. I unzip my trousers and free it . It’s so hard it just stands upright swaying slightly. I stare at it. Pre-cum glistening at the tip. I reach down and my hand touches those black panties. I pick them up all lacy and small so delicate. I put them over my nose and mouth and inhale deeply. I almost come there and then as her musky smell fills my nostrils I still haven’t touched myself and somehow I still don’t. It’s the most difficult thing I’ve ever done. My head is spinning I realise I haven’t breathed out yet! Fuck. I gasp air into my lungs but the panties are still clamped over my face and all I get is more of her it’s too much and I fade into blackness.

I sit up quickly opening my eyes fuck how long have i been lying there? What happened? I still have a raging hard on and her panties in my hand. Then click click click. A key, the sound of a door opening. I stand quietly up and behind the bedroom door my hard cock stood out in front of me.

I was going to hurt her and she was going to love it!

Filth – Part 2 – John

Filth – Part 1 – Chloe

It was a bit of a non day. At least it was at that moment but what I had planned would make it anything but that for my love. “My love” I smiled.
I leant against the wall hands in pockets watching the door to her block like a hawk. I barely noticed if I blinked I didn’t want to miss her reaction when she saw me. It had been building for so long this moment I knew it was going to be interesting watching her reaction when she realised I was actually here.

I stood for an hour when all of a sudden there she was! A flash of that short red hair I had seen more times than I can count. Then that face… nothing yet….. That pretty face. That face I had studied long and hard. Then a flash of those bright eyes. Looking my way……………. The moment is tangible, electric. My cock is instantly hard as I see that look of absolute terror on her face! The day she knew would come finally has. She almost stumbles her face as red as her hair she turns on her usual route as if nothing had happened. My God she hasn’t ran screaming? She hasn’t dropped to her knees and begged me to leave her alone. She hasn’t even attacked me, called the police and had me arrested. No, she has done as she was told and that makes me even harder.

I follow her matching her steps she is desperately trying to fight the urge to run I can tell. She sped up a bit heading for her tram stop but she’s early. I know this because I’ve followed her 6 times previously to this and she doesn’t even know it.. twice I’ve been so close I’ve managed to take items from her bag. One of now sits , gripped tightly in my hand.

She gets onto a tram. It’s not hers! I’ve panicked her so much she’s got on the wrong fucking tram! This has ruined my plan bitch! A crowd of people block my path and I suddenly loose sight of her and at the same time my erection! Fucking bitch I will kill you if you run now. Fuck! Where is she? Did she get off? She better not! She knows the rules of the game and until now she has been a good girl. She has done everything I’ve asked but this! For this she will fucking pay!

Then I see her at the very back of the car she hasn’t seen me eyes cast down but I can tell from her shoulders she thinks I’ve gone. I can see her hands aren’t shaking anymore. She actually thinks she’s got away.

I step up right behind her the tram is pretty packed so no one notices. I’m so close I can smell her perfume smell the new colour in her hair, the faint smell of the soap she washed her firm athletes body with that morning then I feel her tense up! She’s felt my breath on her neck. She knows that I’m there my cock springs up again,. I want to sink my teeth into her neck so deep it draws blood. I want to reach round and rip at her clothes. I want to cover her mouth with my hand and rape her right here and now! This is made worse by the fact I can now smell her… pussy……my God. .I do believe she has come right there inches from me and I didn’t even touch her! I have to go it’s all too much to know how much power I have over her. I want to come so badly now it’s hard to not touch my cock as I move quickly away .I force the door and leave the tram almost falling on my face as I do.

I take my hand from my pocket it’s been so tightly clasped the contents have dug into my hand blood drips from between my bunched fist. I open my hand and stare at her spare key “right bitch I’ll see you at home” I say with a grin. . . My cock is once again rock hard!