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She doesn’t wait for me at the arena like most girlfriends do. Being affectionate in public is not her MO, and very few people know that we’re a couple. That makes for some interesting situations, and my favorite is when a random chick flirts with me in front of Valerie. I love seeing the murderous glint that shines in her eyes when that happens. It also makes me damn proud that she reins in her killer instinct for me and doesn’t go on a murder spree. It doesn’t take much for people to end up on her blacklist.
“Honey, I’m home,” I announce as I walk into our two-bedroom apartment. The decor is all light and warm colors, and it’s surprisingly cozy. You wouldn’t suspect two serial killers are living here. It’s also much nicer than any student housing I’ve seen.
My father is an asshole who thinks fatherly affection means throwing money at me. I never cared about money, but I’m also not one to turn it down. It means I can offer my black-cat girl things I wouldn’t otherwise, not that she cares about that either.
Valerie walks out of our bedroom and comes straight to me. I drop my duffel bag and pull her into my arms, kissing her deeply. I’ll never get tired of how she tastes or the noises she makes when I’m turning her on.
I pull back and look into her warm brown eyes. “Hi.”
“Hi.” She smiles back. “Great game.”
“Yeah.”
She switches her attention to the cut above my eyebrow. “How many stitches?”
“Just five.”
“You looked hot with all that blood covering your face.”
I run my thumb over her full lips. “You like when I bleed, don’t you, kitty cat?”
“You know I do.” She steps away from my embrace and turns to the two glasses on the counter. “Here, I made celebratory drinks.”
I grab the glass she offers me and take a whiff. She knows I don’t drink alcohol, so I’m curious about the red beverage. “What is it?”
“It’s nonalcoholic Dragon’s Blood Punch. It’s a combination of Hawaiian Punch, apple and cranberry juices, and ginger ale.”
“It smells good.” I take a sip, enjoying the sweetness of the Hawaiian Punch mixed with the fizz from the ginger ale, but after a couple sips, I notice a bitter aftertaste.
Valerie is watching me with rapt attention, and her eyes shine with mischief. “What else is in this drink?”
“Just a secret ingredient to add some bang.”
My vision turns blurry, and I begin to lose sensation in my body. “Val, what the h—” The entire room seems to tilt, or maybe I’m the one falling. Then nothing.
* * *
Iopen my eyes, and it takes a moment for them to adjust to the gloom. It’s not completely dark. There’s some light coming from behind me. I’m in the bedroom, that much I can tell. My brain is foggy though, as if it were stuffed with cotton candy.
I’m lying on my stomach, and when I try to move, I discover that my wrists are bound above my head. I look up and see I’ve been cuffed to the headboard.
“Val!”
“Oh, you’re finally awake.” I turn my head toward her voice, and she moves into my line of vision, wearing absolutely nothing.
My dick stands at attention in an instant, and it’s not only her hot body that’s doing it for me. It’s also the switchblade she has in her hand that’s giving me a hard-on.
“Whatchu doing?” I try to sound nonchalant as I stare at the knife, but my pulse is thrumming.
“I think it’s about time you get your own tattoo to match mine.”
“Kitty cat… please don’t play with my emotions. I’ve been waiting for this moment for weeks.”
“I know. I was waiting for the right time.”
I notice then she’s keeping her left hand hidden behind her back. “What else are you holding?”
She brings her arm forward, revealing a pink dildo. “Oh this? It’s just another tool. Can you guess where it’s going?”
