She knew he was crazy, but to actually do what he was doing... never did she imagine this. Ema was trapped under the moonlight with the elder Gavin on her. "Kristoph! Stop this!" he had her up against a tree in the park.
He had a knife to her, 1"Besänftigen Sie, hübsches Fräulein... Wollen Sie jenen hübschen Kopf von ihrem verpassend, nicht Recht?" he spoke in hushed German, ominous as he used the blade to cut open her vest and blouse after tapping her jaw with it. Kristoph giggled, breaking her bra next, 2"Welche schöne weiße Haut... es nett mit rot angestrichen darauf anschauen würde..."
Ema gasped and tensed when Kristoph kissed her collar bone. He dragged the knife roughly against her right thigh, cutting her brown jeans open and ripping the flesh underneath. She moaned in pain, "please stop!" her hands pushed against his shoulders; in turn Kristoph stabbed her in the opposite leg while grabbing her throat to hush the scream.
Kristoph shivered with excitement, loving how she squirmed underneath him as he continued to violet and torture her, 3"Tanz, Fräulein, Tanz..." he twisted the knife out from her thigh and cut open her pants between her legs. Ema froze as the blade touched so close as it tore through jean and cotton.
The insane man took no time to break Ema. He opened his pants, letting his erection breathe only for a slight moment before penetrating the poor detective. Ema lost her breath, her eyes wide and her body shaking, "Stop! Stop!" he held her mouth with his right hand while his left stabbed her shoulder, pinning her to the tree.
He continued to rape her, pleasing himself physically and mentally, 4"Wunderbar... Was ein wunderbares Spielzeug Sie sind..." Kristoph dug his nails into her ribs, scratching down from under her breasts to her hips. He bit her throat, lapping up blood when his canines pierced.
Ema lost. She could only force herself to stand, Kristoph wasn't going to help, and if she didn't, the knife would most likely rip right through her shoulder if she let herself fall. Her body was almost completely numb by now, her wounds were most likely infected... she probably wouldn't be able to walk for a while... or speak. Kristoph and nearly crushed her windpipe when he grabbed her throat, she guessed there would be a bruise there. Her torso was also bleeding from the scratches.
When he was done, he pulled away and zipped up. He pulled another blade out from his pockets, this one was smaller. On her chest he carved his family symbol, the Gavin G. It was small, about 3 inches tall and 2.5 inches across at the thickest part. He then pulled a vial out from his blazer pocket and poured it onto the G, 5"Reines Gift für das Fräulein" Kristoph pulled back and slipped the poison back into his jacket, 6"Schlaf gut, Porzellanpuppe..."
Ema's vision went blurry, but she had to keep herself standing. Kristoph watched her for a moment longer before disappearing into the night. Her body went completely numb; she didn't even feel the knife rip through her shoulder or the ground hitting her face.
Fin
A/N:
I don't know where this came from... it was a spontaneous seed that grew from my brain tree of creativity.
Germanic key:
1: Hush, pretty miss... you don't want that pretty head of yours missing, right?
2: What beautiful white skin... it would look nice with red painted on it...
3: Dance, miss, dance...
4: Wonderful... What a wonderful toy you are...
5: Pure Poison for the miss
6: Sleep well, porcelain doll...
Pure Poison is a perfume I have... I role played as Ema and had her wearing Pure Poison, so that is where that comes from.