Mac pulled the metal tin out swiping his fingers through it a few times, he needed a good hit. Rubbing them through his mouth he took a deep breath feeling the meth take hold and sharpen his senses. He listened to the kicking in the bed of his truck and licked his lips in anticipation.

Pulling on the road that led to the caves he dumped the clutch making the truck fish tail and listened to sounds of his prisoner being battered back and forth. He laughed at her pained yelp through the rag stuffed in her mouth. He wasn't wasting time tonight, he didn't have it. He needed a fix the meth couldn't give him before he got started on this shit for Walter.

Jerking his tailgate down he grabbed her ankles hauling her over his shoulder not bothering with even attempting to let her walk. If she ran he'd gut her there and fuck her to death. It really didn't matter that much to him as long as he seen the light leave the bitches eyes.

He chuckled tapping his pocket feeling the tin there and started walking into the opening for the cave. Taking a deep breath of the familiar and calming air he released it knowing he was getting what he wanted soon.

Proceeding into the off section of the open space he unceremoniously dumped her to the ground and watched as she thudded to the ground and tried to scurry backwards from him. He smiled sickly at her and watched her eyes dilate in fear.

Squatting down to be eye level with her he grabbed her jaw holding painfully to it, "You're gonna learn some goddamn manners you stupid cunt." Mac laughed in her face.

Jerking the gag from her mouth she sputtered, "What am I doing here Mac?"

Mac looked around spreading his arms wide, "Welcome home."

She shook her head outright crying and held her arms tight across her chest, "Why, why why why? This can't be happening! We went to school together MAC!" She sobbed into her still bound knees.

Mac snorted standing back up and gazing down at her with no remorse or empathy. "What the fuck does that mean to me? You think cause I knew your fuckin' mommy and daddy I'd give to fucks less if you got killed in the canyons?"

She looked up at him through red rimmed eyes, "What are you going to do with me?"

Mac brought his hands to the snaps on his coveralls not loosening them yet but hands danced across them still yet. Her eyes followed the motions and her mouth was a tight line. Popping the first button Mac looked at her steadily, "You've heard about me...might not know it all but you knew I wasn't safe." Popping another button he laughed as she swallowed, "Why have you been following me around like a bitch in heat?"

She shook her head at him furiously, "That wasn't what I was doing!"

Mac barked out a humorless laugh at her, "You're already here whore, no point in lying. It will win you no goddamned favors with me." His tone was warning he'd hear nothing but the truth.

Her eyes widened and she scooted back further watching as the coveralls dropped open hanging low around his hips. She opened and closed her mouth repeatedly looking at him with tears spilling over leaving water tracks through the dust.

"I. I don't know." She looked off not able to meet his eyes, "Everyone talks about you like your some kind of taboo...while all the girls secretly set back and speculate on you." Her voice burned with embarrassment.

Mac pulled his knife out cutting the roped away from her legs spreading them wide and stepping between them. He leered at her viciously, "And you thought you'd be the bitch to figure it out and go back to your goddamned friends and tell them about it. Brag about what a badass whore you are?"

She whimpered as he started working her button open on her pants trying to slap his hands away, "No, that wasn't-" Mac grabbed her lower jaw with bruising strength.

"What did I tell you about lying...It's only going to make this worse on you bitch. Lie one more time and you'll fuckin' regret it, I know where you live bitch." Her eyes locked with his and he seen anger and fire burning there, Good. he liked when they fought, "That sisters of yours is what just turning eighteen aint she? Mmmm that's a good year." He licked his lips as if tasting something sweet on his lips.

"You're a fuckin' bastard!" she screamed.

Mac laughed jerking her pants down her legs, "You're right I am. I'm the bastard thats going to fuckin' wreck you bitch. If you try to run, if you try anything...I'll take that goddamned sister of yours and make you watch everything until I've had enough. Then and only then will I let die."

Mac ripped her shirt open exposing her full breast to him. He swept his eyes across her porcelain skin and nodded his approval at her. Her motions at stilled at his threat and she was waiting to see what he was going to do next. Mac stood up and gestured her to come to him. She went to stand and he slapped her back to the ground, "On your knees."

Blood slipped from her lips, both top and bottom split. Tears ran freely from her cheeks as she settled on her knees on front of him. Mac grabbed her dirty blonde hair roughly pulling her head back to look at him, "If you bite me, I'll burn everything you love around you."

She nodded and he jerked her head towards his throbbing groin. She grabbed the waist band to his boxers slipping them down his hips and legs. She tentatively wrapped her hand around his cock and moved her hand. Mac grabbed her hand and tightened her grip on him and groaning slightly.

She looked up at him and Mac's eyes blazed at her thinking she could meet his eyes. He growled and released his hold over her hand, instead grabbing her by the neck and bringing her head to his cock. She opened her mouth with a whimper and took him into her mouth.

Mac watched the blood from her still bleeding lips coat him from her half hearted work and chuckled. "A whore like you knows how to suck a dick, stop fucking around." he shook his head pulling her into him and slamming his hips into the her taking control and making her swallow him down. She gagged violently around him, Mac held her in place until he felt her throat spasm and felt her silent scream around his cock.

Pulling her off him he watched her pulling in much needed breath looking at him with bleary eyes. Mac kicked his boots off and quickly rid himself of the rest of his clothes. Mac knocked her on her back dropping to his knees in front of her eyes sliding over her flushed body.

He gave a triumph chuckle as his hand slid between her legs and he felt how wet she was. Slipping his fingers through her wet slit she whimpered and closed her eyes at her bodies betrayal. "No bitch open your eyes. No lies remember."

She opened her eyes watching his hand between her legs, Mac spread her wider as his other hand slipped his knife from the sheath. She breathing was coming in short pants as he worked her teasingly. Mac pinched her clit violently when he felt her tense slightly around his fingers. She shrieked and tried to close her legs blocking him from her.

Mac brought the knife around for her to see and watched the full weight of the situation settle on her shoulders. She sobbed out and no and closed her eyes against the tears pouring from her eyes. Mac jerked her legs back open violently growling and picked her hips up slightly angling her for him to hit as deep as he could from this position.

No warning for her he pinned her down by her throat as he slammed into her with all the power he had. She opened her eyes wide and screamed. He groaned and dropped his head slightly feeling her tear for him. Untouched. The bitch was untouched. Mac brought his head back up and licked his lips looked at her. Goddamn.

His thumb slipped across her split lips spreading the blood and tears, "Your pretty when you cry." He punctuated his words with a particularly harsh thrust and while he took her nipple into his mouth. She moaned through her pain, quickly turning into a whimper of shame. Mac bit down as he felt a rush of wet heat hit his throbbing cock.

Tasting blood in his mouth he released her nipple from his mouth and admired his mark. Mac pulled back slightly and looked her over and smiled, she had the best ass in this whole damn town. Pulling out of her and watching her wince he flipped her over on her stomach jerking her hips up he slammed home in her causing her hips to buck forward and her face to scrape against the cave floor.

Her sobbing and moans making him want to cut her throat and listen to her struggle more. Mac watched her ass he slammed home over and over, bitch always did have a ass to die for. And that she would do.

Mac brought the knife around and made a quick and precise cut across her ass watching as blood slipped down and coated them both. Making them there own sick lube. He groaned and roughly grabbed her hips and hair pulling her back to his chest and setting back on his legs. She ended up in his lap still on her knees.

He wasn't able to thrust as hard or deep but he was able to control her motions better. It also gave him a good vision of her full breast bouncing with their efforts. She moaned at the change of positions and worked her hips back into him pushing harder.

Mac growled biting into her neck harshly and jerking harshly tearing the skin, "Needy little bitch aren't you!" she moaned at his words again and Mac felt rage wash through his system all over again. Picking up his knife he held it to her throat just enough to cut slightly and let a blood run just enough. She jerked back from him and he hissed in her ear, "Hold the fuck still or you'll die right now."

She listened and cried feeling the knife bite into her throat again, "Your a brave little whore to think you could come on to me and come out alive. And a virgin to...brave or incredibly fuckin' stupid. Tell me do you think your parents are going to miss you?" He laughed in her ear as he kept his pace never slowing.

"Fuck you! You wont get away with this! You can't just do this shit and think its not going to unnoticed!" She snapped out.

Mac laughed loudly in her ear pulling her face to the side so she could see him, "That's exactly what's going to happen. Just like every other bitch before you. We'll see if your sister is better at listening to warning than you..."

At his words she tried to move and fight him and Mac groaned at the struggle. Feeling himself tensing for release quicker since she was struggling Mac slid his knife in her throat at a upward angle cutting just right for her to bleed out slowly but enough to ensure her death after he finished. Her eyes widened and she grasped and clutched her throat wildly.

Mac dropped the knife and slipped his hands around kneading her breast roughly, bruisingly, as the warm blood poured over them. Her head lolled back on his shoulder to the crook of his neck and with one final rough thrust he drove himself home feeling her with all the hate and loathing he could. He felt her body give it's last betrayal as her orgasm ripped through her body milking him further for everything he had. She whimpered and he groaned harshly panting with his efforts, bodies being rocked with after shocks.

Knocking her off him to the cave floor her stood up and started working his clothes back on methodically, sated. He gave a chuckle at the lifeless body at his feet, she was a good ride for the day. He toed her over onto her back seeing her chest still rising just slightly, he squatted down to her seeing the blood still coming from her throat. Mac looked her over and admired his latest work, the blood was coming just as thickly from between her thighs as her throat.

Mac picked his knife up and gave it a practiced flip right as he sunk it into her chest right in the between the ribs with an upward drive puncturing the heart. She gave one last shuddering breath and then went limp.

Mac stood up rubbing his hands together looking at around at the shit he needed to get done. This bitch could wait till later he had shit to do right now. Grabbing the mask he walked towards his shit to get ready to start cooking.