Page 88 of Cruel Bargain


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Then, he looks at me, his dark eyes devoid of all emotion.

“I’d like to fuck you,” he says, his tone deadpan.

I blink back at him, unsure of what to say. He’s handsome, strong of body, with dark hair and a five o’clock shadow.

“That knife will not do you much good.”

I look down at my hand, then back at him. He’s right. He’s faster, stronger, and bigger than me.

“Are you going to kill me?”

He shakes his head from side to side, and I believe him, though I have no good reason to.

I drop the knife and slide off my panties. He pulls out his cock, which is monstrous, and sits on the edge of the bed.

I scoot towards him. “How do you want it?”

“Did she hurt you?” he asks.

I look over at Madam Levy, whose chest is rising and falling in rushed bursts.

“Yes.”

“I would enjoy it if you looked on at her while we did it.”

I would enjoy that too.

With my back to his chest, he lifts me, placing his cock at my entrance. Somehow, I’m wet, which doesn’t happen too often.

For the next minute, he pushes me up and down his length as we watch Madam Levy suffer. I don’t come. I never have. But it’s the closest to aroused I’ve ever been.

After he releases, he puts his cock away and collects his things. As he’s about to leave, I blurt out, “Take me with you!”

The look he casts me makes me feel like a monster. Like he can’t understand how someone like me exists.

I can’t say I blame him. I just watched him kill a woman—no, not just kill: torture.

But I can’t stay here. I can’t defend myself on the streets and there’s no safe place to run to.

The hesitation in his eyes makes me say, “I’ll die if you don’t.”

His face turns expressionless as he contemplates my words.

“I’ll fuck you every day, if you’d like. I don’t eat much.”

“You do realize I just tortured that woman.” He gestures to Madam Levy.

“A better word would be monster.”

He exhales a terse breath, and I worry that I’ve angered him.

“If you like killing monsters, there are a lot more on Salem Street.”

“I’d like to hear about them.”

“So…can I go with you? I’ll tell you whatever you want.”

“Do you have clothes?”

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