HHHEEELLLOOO Lawrence, Kansas! Hope you guys are having a wonderful day. It's a beautiful day today. The weather is 65 degrees with a light breeze. If you aren't doing something outside I highly recommend you change your plans ASAP! For those just tuning in, we just got finished reading the Marmaduke comic.
Oh Marmaduke you so crazy!
We are four weeks away from Halloween and we're counting down the hours! In local news, some attractions opened today. For all those brave souls we have, Saints Scare House! Scariest haunted house you will ever go to. I went once last year and nearly wet myself from fear. The decorations are so life like, it was horrifying. This house is not recommended for anyone with medical conditions or anyone under the age of 16. For the more tame souls, the Poltergeist Pumpkin Patch is the place to be! It's for all ages and costs 5 dollars per person. They have competitions for different ages, mazes, food, shows, music, arts and crafts, and so much more! Fun times and great memories are bound to happen at the Poltergeist Patch! On a more serious note, 17 year old Anna Milton has yet to be found. She went missing four days ago. Police could use any help you have. If you have any ideas about her whereabouts please call 666-312-1995. With me right now is Detective Turner and Detective Singer with a PSA.
Yes thank you, DJ Garth. Be careful out there kids. In the last decade or so gruesome murders have been increasing and if you don't want to die in the worst ways poss...
Thank you Detective Turner, I'll take it from here.
Meh.
Were you ever nice?
1985. Worst year of my life.
As my partner was saying be careful and stay safe out there. In the last decade we have noticed that crime has spiked significantly especially around Halloween. Some rules you should follow:
1. Don't go anywhere alone especially at night, there is safety in numbers.
2. There is an eleven o'clock curfew for everyone under the age of 21. Anyone under that age caught outside after that time will be fined $500 and placed on watch. This is for your protection.
3. Keep your eyes open and be aware of your surroundings. If something seems wrong, you're probably right.
4. If you notice something wrong, don't confront it by yourself. Call 911 immediately and either wait for us to get there or get to safety. The world is a crazy place filled with crazy people. It's better to be safe than sorry.
5. Be smart. Don't go looking for trouble. If you go knocking on the Devils door, he's bound to answer eventually. As the Bible says there is a stairway to Heaven and a highway to Hell...
I turn off the radio as he starts quoting the Bible.
This town is already looking like a fantastic hunting ground!
Hehehe ! This is going to be so much fun.
Lawrence, Kansas.
A small town where everyone knows everyone but not small enough where people notice when others go missing right away.I don't know why I chose to come here for my next big bang but I must say I am quite impressed.As I drive to my temporary home for the next couple months, I pass at least six people who waved and smiled at me.
Trusting.
Kind.
Stupid.
Easy Prey.My skin tingles as I think of all the fun I was going to have this year. Going a full year without killing was so hard sometimes.I lust for the blood.
I live for the screams.
The pain and fear in their eyes.
Nothing excites me and turns me on more than watching the life bleed out from my victims...'No, Castiel. Don't go there now. You still have a few more weeks before you can scratch that itch.'
I mentally slap myself in order to get myself back on track.Sometimes I wish I did what Gabriel did and just killed whenever the urge hit. It woud make my life so much easier. However, I do love being known as the Halloween Killer.I wonder if Gabriel will be joining me this year, it is his turn to help me with my killings this year...
"Turn left in point five miles on Westview Drive. Your destination will be on the right" my GPS says, snapping me out of my thoughts.I do as instructed and pull my car to a stop in front of my new home.
425 Westview Drive.
A beautiful three story house. It was big and more room than I needed since I would be living alone but it would come in handy later on. I turn the GPS off, put my car in park, and step out. I glance around to take in my surroundings. Some neighbors are outside mowing their grass, grilling, walking their dogs, walking, and children are playing some sort of game in the front yard. I make eye contact with some of them and they smile and wave and I do the same.
Domestic.
Good people.
Friendly people.
Innocent people.
Easy prey.I turn back to my new home and walk up the steps and to the front door.'I wonder if the movers came yet'I unlock and open the door. The house is empty and void of any of my stuff.
'That answers my question' I think in an annoyed tone.With not much to do until the movers decide to show up, I might as well take a shower and go out and scope out the town and my soon to be victims.
I take my shower and hop back into my car. I leave the GPS off. I buckle my selt belt, turn my car on, and head off to explore.
The more I drive, the more I fall in love with town. It's old and dusty, but it has a certain charm to it.
It's a damn shame I won't be here long enough to enjoy it fully. It probably has some great secrets to tell.A couple hours of exploring and driving around later, my stomach starts to growl. I was so caught up in the odd beauty of this town, I forgot to eat dinner.
I decide to stop at this old looking bar called The RoudHouse.I could go for some burgers and a beer or two.
I pull into the parking lot and park my car next to this extremely beautiful black impala. Whoever owned this car clearly loved it. I get out of my car and walk into the bar. The inside looks just like the outside. Rundown and old.I regret choosing this place. Their food is probably shit. Before I could leave though a waitress walks over to me."Hello and welcome to the roadhouse! Did you want a bar seat or a table seat?""Table seat please" I reply with a raspy voice. You could see the shock in her eyes at my surprisingly deep voice.
'I may look small and fragile sweetheart but I assure you I'm not' I think to myself.She shakes off the shock and leads me to a seat in the corner of the room directly across from the bar.I thank her quietly and she leaves after telling me that my waiter was coming soon.I observe my surroundings. At first glance, the room was unimpressive and at second glance it still wasn't impressive but not as dirty as I thought.As I am judging the decoration and layout of this place, a tall figure steps into my line of sight. I open my mouth to tell him to kindly move the fuck out of my way, but shut it quickly when I look up.This man was gorgeous.
Beautiful.
Sexy.
'He would look fabulous covered in blood'
He had brownish/blond hair.
Freckles that would take forever and a day to count.
Apple green eyes.
Full, kissable lips.
Deep voice.
Bowed legs.
The t-shirt was practically ripping from the seams, it's so tight. The jeans hugged his crotch perfectly, I could only imagine what his ass looked like in them, probably fantastic.I must have been staring to long because he clears his throat and gives me a pointed look.
"Hello sir my name is Dean and I'll be you waiter today. Can I start you off with a drink today? I highly recommend our seasonal Pumpkin Ale. It is Pumpkin Season after all."
'Hello Dean. How long were you standing there waiting for me to answer?'
"Hello, Dean. I would love to try the Pumpkin Ale."
"Great! I'll be back in a just a bit with your drink and to take your order" he walks off.
'I hate to see you leave, but I love to watch you go. I was right, that ass is to die for. Congratulations Dean you just became my new obssession'
He comes back with my beer and hands it to me after a few minutes.
"Here you are sir. Did you decide on a meal for tonight?"
Are you on the menu?'
"I'm afraid that I am at lost as to what to order. I've never been here before and I don't know whats good. Any recommendations Dean?"
"Well what is your usual cup of tea?"
"Burgers make me very happy"
"Awesome! Our burgers here are to die for! We have several different burgers on this page of the menu..." he leans in very closely to turn the pages of the menu to the correct page.
He smells delicious.
Delectable.
Fantastic.
Oh my sweet Dean you don't have to convince me anymore. I already chose you'
"I'll have the Triple Bacon Quarter Pound Burger, please."
"Excellent choice!! My personal favorite. You won't regret it! Did you want the fries that come with it or did you want to switch them out for something else?"
"Fries are fine thank you"
"Awesome. I'll go put in your order in and I'll be back in a bit" he walks off again.
I don't know how it's possible but his ass looks even better as he walks away. I watch him go and place my order and go around to the other tables he was waiting on. He's smiling and laughing and talking to his other customers. He's well liked. After making his rounds, he stops at one table with a tan woman with black hair. She was pretty but nothing to brag about. He stayed their until the cook called a number out and he had to go. Before he left, he bend down and kissed her with a passion that shouldn't be seen outside the bedroom.
'That won't do'
He ends the kiss and winks as he walks off. She sits there blushing like a virgin. "Dean Winchester, you are a horrible flirt," she calls out. "That's not what you said last night," he replies as he walks past her table with food that could possibly be mine.
'Hmmmm this woman is also on my victim list. Dean Winchester. A beautiful name for a beautiful man.'
He brings the food over to my table and sits it right in front of me.
"Here you go! A Triple Bacon Quarter Pound Burger with a side of fries. Ketchup, mustard, hot sauce, and Sriracha are right there if you need them. Something wrong with the Ale?"
"Thank you Dean. No. Why do you ask?"
"It doesn't look like you touched it," he replied.
'Aren't you an observant one'
"Oh, I usually wait for my food to comeout before I start to drink," I make up.
"Well did you want a fresh one? Warm beer is disgusting in my opinion."
"Yes please. Could I also get some extra napkins please?"
"Yes of course! I'll be right back with a new Ale and some napkins."
He leaves to get my requested items. I stare at him as he walks away. I was going to watch him, but the smell of the burger caught my attention. I look at the burger and it looks and smells amazing! He comes back and drops of my things and then rushes off again. I barely notice. Dean will always be hot. This burger will not be. I devour the burger and fries in record time. Burgers, specifically this one, makes me very happy. After finishing, I wait for Dean to come back to my table.
'He's talking to that woman again. She might have to be victim number one'
He notices me staring and wraps of his conversation with another kiss before making his way over to me.
"That was fast! How was everything?"
"It was good thank you."
"Did you want anything else? Another beer, dessert, pie?"
"Isn't pie a dessert?"
"Pie gets its own category," he replies with a serious face.
"Uhh...No thank you. I'm good. Could I please get the check?"
"Yeah sure thing"
He leaves again. Within a couple of minutes he comes out and hands me my check. $20.17. Not a bad price.
I pay in cash. I leave him a ten dollar tip. I get up and walk out the door.
'Good burgers, cheap food, a beautiful man. I will definitely be coming back soon.'
I get in my car, admiring the impala once more before going home. Hopefully the movers came and dropped off my things because I really don't want to sleep in my car tonight. I get out of my car and walk up to my door. I pray that they came. I unlock the door and push it open and thankfully they did. I walk through all the boxes they left on the floor and go up to the master bedroom. They even set up my bed frame and put my mattress on it. I go downstairs find the box with my sheets and blankets in it and bring it up to my room. I set my bed. I go and take another shower to get the bar smell off me. I sleep naked so I didn't bother with looking for my the box with my sweatpants in it. I do however go and find the box with my running clothes in it. I find it, pull out a black running outfit and set that on the left side of bed. I set my alarm for 6:30 AM.
I lay down on my memory foam and think of Dean.
Think of how good it would be to fuck him.
To be inside him.
To hear him scream in pleasure and pain.
To hear him beg for me.
To see him cry.
He would be so beautiful.
I take a hold of myself.
'I would have him on his back at first. I'd tease him and make him beg for my dick.
I'd blow him while fingering him with my index finger.
"Castiel please! I need more. Please... Fuck me. I need you to fuck. Please sir! I'll do anything" he whines.
"Quiet Dean! I know what you need," I reply around his cock.
I enter another finger into him. He thrusts up into my mouth and almost chokes me.
I glare at him and remove my mouth.
He freezes and starts to apologize.
I take my fingers out of his ass.
"I don't believe I gave you permission to thrust did I?"
"I'm sorr-"
"Does that answer my question Dean? Did I or did I not give you fucking permission?"
" No you did not"
"I did not what?"
"No you did not sir..."
" On your hands and knees Dean you need to be punished."
He immediately and quickly moves to follow my order.
"You were a bad boy Dean. I'm gonna turn your ass red."
"Yes sir"
"Do not move. Do not make a sound. Each time you break the rules I'll add more to your punishment. Do you understand?
"Yes sir"
I reach over my bed and grab my pants. I pull the belts out of the loops.
I caress his left cheek for a little. Lure him into a false sense of security.
Once he relaxes, I pull my arm back and hit him with belt hard. He jerks slightly but he doesn't make a sound.
I allow the jerky movement.
I lay blows on him, keeping it random so he couldn't guess the pattern.
I give him 35 hits with the belt.
He was doing very good despite me hitting him hard enough to probably leave bruises for a couple days.
I drop the belt and caress his butt again. It burns to touch. I lay a kiss to each cheek.
He whimpers.
I roughly grab his hair and pull his head and body up so that we are back to chest and I can whisper in his ear.
His face is wet with tears.
His bottom lip is swollen and red from biting it while trying to keep quiet.
Beautiful
"Oh Dean you were doing so well. I didn't give you permission to make a sound yet"
I put a hand around his throat and squeeze.
He starts to struggle but I'm much stronger than him so I'm able to hold him down.
"Sssshhhh Dean. Relax. I'm not going to kill you yet. I'm not into necrophilia."
That calms him.
"No because you broke the rules by not only making sounds but moving, I'm going to have to continue the spanking."
I push him down to his previous position.
Instead of grabbing the belt again, I use my hands.
I alternate between the left and right. I spank him hard enough that my own hands start to sting.
I can tell it takes everything for him to control himself and not move or cry out.
The tears come faster.
I am so fucking hard it hurts.
A quick glance to his penis shows that he is as well.
I stop after 35 more hits.
He's tense.
I take a hold of myself and enter him into the hilt without warning.
He tenses even more. His ass is squeezing my dick in a vice-like grip.
It's borderline painful.
I stay still and let him adjust.
He's panting. I allow it.
A few minutes of not moving and he loosens up.
I start off slow and he relaxes more.
"Such a good boy dean. Following orders like a good boy. You took your punishment so well. You deserve a reward, don't you think? "
"Yes sir please I'm sorry I broke the rules...mmmm... please sir."
"What do you need Dean? I'll allow you to pick your reward," I say while still thrusting in and out of him at a slow pace.
"Please sir, I need more. I need you to fuck me faster and harder, PLEASE," he pants out.
"As you wish, my pet...Oh and Dean feel free to scream and move as much as you please"
Immediately he starts to moan and tries to fuck himself on my dick.
I stop my movements and allow him to do as he please for a few minutes.
I grab his hips in a tight, bruising grip and hold him still.
I push his face into the mattress.
I start a punishing pace. He wants it hard and fast, I'll give him exactly that.
He is moaning as I thrust my dick in and out of him while pulling his hips back to meet me.
Even with his face in the bed, I can hear him begging and pleading for more.
I slap his ass with one hand and he yelps.
We haven't been at it very long but I'm already at my limit.
I pull out.
He whines and pushes ass back trying to get me to reenter him.
I pull him up and switch places with him.
I lay on my back. " Straddle me Dean. Ride me! Show me how much you want it!"
He takes no time climbing on top of me and placing my cock back inside of him.
We set up a rhythm.
He would slam down and I would push up.
Sweat is everywhere and it's hard to tell if it's his or mine.
The sound of skin on skin smacks surround us and fill up the room.
The heat is close to being unbearable.
We don't slow down. We speed up.
I pull him so he's laying on me while I thrust into him at an extremely fast pace.
I nibble on his neck.
I lick his forehead, tasting the salty sweat.
I whisper sweet nothings in his ear.
I pull him closer and scratch down his back.
He cries out.
Begging.
Wanting.
Needing.
Loving every second of this pain and pleasure filled fuck.
I'm so close and he knows it.
He starts to squeeze his anus so that it becomes tighter.
I moan and tell him he's so good for me.
" I'm close Dean. I'm going to cum. I know you can feel and see how close I am. Tell me where you want me to cum at. In your slutty little hole? Hmmm... no? How up all over your pretty little face? No..? Perhaps you want in in your mouth? Tell me now pet. What do you want?" I pant out.
"Inside me sir! Please I want to feel you fill me up. Please, please, please..."
"Good boy" I whisper in his ear.
I spin us around so he's now on his back and I'm above him without removing myself.
"Hold on Dean" I smirk down at him.
I fuck into him hard.
The bed bangs against the wall.
Out of nowhere he screams. "THERE SIR! PLEASE RIGHT THERE!!"
His prostate.
I continue to hit that special spot inside of him.
With each thrust he grunts and moans.
I grab his dick and run my hand up and down just as fast as my hips are moving.
He's crying again. I can't tell if it's from pleasure or pain, to be honest I truly don't care which one.
A few more thrusts and he comes all over my hand and his stomach.
I fuck him through his orgasm. He starts to whimper from over-stimulation.
I don't pay them any mind. I continue trying to find my own release.
The coil in my stomach gets tighter and tighter until final it springs.
I cum hard. I look down at my body and my hand. There's so much of it.
I had no intentions of jacking off so I didn't bring any thing to wipe my hands with.
'oh well when in Rome'
I lick my hand clean, scope up what got on my stomach and lick that up as well.
As I drift off into sleep I think about the next time I'll see Dean.