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My head straightens, and my eyes open. Closing my fists tightly at my sides. I listen. Try to focus past the music and on the sound of her retreating heels. I hear their movement down the hall, and that’s where I lose them, but that’s all I needed. A direction. The rest will be easy.
That scent will take me right to my prey. I feel like a beast. A wild animal who knows how to find his meal.
She only has a few seconds left before I take off to find her. I right myself and put my painfully hard cock back into my jeans. I need her cunt, but first I need her lips wrapped around my cock and my cum emptying in the back of her throat. The sound of her gagging and trying to swallow the amount I give her as she attempts to get air in between swallows. I would say it’s better than the fucking sound of angels singing.
I roll my neck and square my shoulders. The tight muscles there get a slight relief as my neck cracks.
“Three. Two. One. Come out wherever you are, puppet.” My boots will warn her when I get close to her. And to build a little more anticipation to my hunt, I take slow, defined steps while I search for her. Out in the main foyer, I look up the stairs, then to the right, where the living room is. That room has sex furniture and blasts some sort of orchestral Halloween song.
I know she didn’t go in either of those directions. No, she went down the hall just to the left of the staircase. There are three closed doors, and I know she went farther than the first door, so I walk past it and go to the next one. Stopping outside it, I take in another drag of air through my nostrils, and I smell her.
Her perfume.
Her arousal.
Jackpot.
When I open the door, there’s a screaming sound followed by rock music, but there are also strobe lights that flicker and make the room look like an optical illusion. There are no windows in this room. I see the bed in the center, and the walls are covered in splattered paint, mimicking dripping blood. They really went all out to make this house perfect for this type of thing. The outside throws you off. It looks like any other home you’d find in the suburban towns around South Carolina's major cities. But when you walk in, the mystery begins. A house of horrors. But only the best kind. And tonight, I get to fuck my wife in each of its rooms.
There is a lounge chair in one corner and a couch in the other. Those are clearly for the voyeurs who want to enjoy the show. The music is loud enough to drown out most other sounds, but if I spoke loud enough, Hanna would hear it. Fear is the stimulus we’re going for. I know already that she’s hiding behind the bed, which isn’t pushed up against a wall. There isn’t a closet or anywhere else she could be. If I had to guess, she’s planning to crawl around the opposite side as I walk.
Moving toward the bed, I catch a glimpse of movement between flashes of the strobe light. She’s on the other side of the bed, just as I suspected.
“Oh, puppeeet,” I singsong sinisterly, abandoning my original plan to stay quiet. I’m onto her now. Each of my steps is slow and calculated. Making my way up to the foot of the bed, I keep my eyes focused toward the headboard, where I saw movement between the slats. In the flicker of white lighting, I see the top of her head briefly before it’s gone again. There is something intimate and heartwarming about her small slipups.
“You can try to hide, but you could never get away from me,” I coo. Making it to the side of the bed, I give her a second to round the opposite corner so she can stay even with me. The headboard is no longer helping shield her, so I’ll easily see how fast she’s moving now. I need to get to her.
I told her to hide, but I never told her I wanted this game to last long. Her cunt is what I want. All over me and drowning me in her sweet fucking cum. Damn, I love when she hits her peak and squeezes me tight, choking my cock and sucking it fucking dry.
“But maybe that’s what you want. A little fun… running from me?” Moving again, I make my way toward the headboard. An idea stops me midway, and I wait until I sense her near the footboard, unaware I halted.
I move swiftly, not wanting to give her warning. I jump on the bed while facing the foot of the bed, grab my mask, and slide it on, and the sudden movements startle her enough that she pops up right in front of me, which shocks her even more. Towering over her, I tilt my masked face and await her next move. She wants to run, but there’s no way I will let her out of this room. It’s too festive not to fuck her in.
