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Chapter Twenty One: I Want ALL Of You
Lisa winced then looked up at the trembling boy. "You don't have it in you to kill me." She taunted. "Yes I do!" He held the knife the blade barely grazing her throat and pulled her head back by her hair. Her arms dangled loosely her fingertips inches away from the ground. "Jason!" She screamed as she balled up her fist and punched the boy hard in the nuts with all the force she could muster.
He released her hair and dropped the knife buckling over in pain. She laughed as his head became level with hers and with a hand on either side of him bashed her head into his. Her head was already throbbing from being upside down and the impact gave her a headache. The boy fell onto his back. She moaned in pain and held her head and the cable around her ankle caused her to slowly rotate suspended in the air.
Jason's pace sped up when he heard the girl call for him again. Then he saw her dangling upside down by one of his own traps and the remaining camper was either dead or passed out on the ground near her. The girl caught sight of him. "Please get me down. This is extremely nauseating." She held her head and groaned as he wrapped an arm around her torso before quickly slicing through the cable with his machete.
He set her on her feet and looked her up and down making sure she was ok. "I'm fine." She slipped the remaining cable off of her ankle while eyeing the hammer on the ground beside him. Smiling up at him she picked it up in both her hands. He took a step back and watched her in amusement. The boy stirred and looked up at her in horror as she raised it over her head. He let out an ear splitting shriek as she brought it down on his pelvis making the satisfying noise of bone shattering.
She brought the hammer down one last time crushing his chest causing his shrieks to cease. Leaning on the hammer she turned to Jason. "So now what? We gather up the bodies?" He nodded and grabbed the boys crushed body by the shirt and began to drag him in the direction of their campsite.
He had already thrown the other boys body in the pit in the cabin before coming to help the girl and dragged the two bad girl's bodies to the campfire where the other boy was already burning. The girl was gathering up all their stuff pocketing a few things while throwing everything else into the smaller tent creating a large bag once she took the framing out of it. He took it from her and dragged it behind him.
They walked in silence back to the cabins, the girl was skipping almost the whole way. He was curious as to why she was suddenly so bouncy. Once he had thrown the campers things in a corner with his other collections of various things the girl grabbed him, and with a force he didn't know she had, slammed him up against the wall.
He could feel the blood rushing to his groin as she slowly ran her hand up his leg. Her sudden onslaught on him was overwhelming, he wasn't expecting anything like this from her at least until they made it back to her house. His fingers dug into the dirt wall behind him as she lifted his shirt up and started kissing and licking his chest.
She couldn't wait any longer, she wanted him more than words could describe. She worked her boots off as she continued to torture him. Her own wetness increased as she heard him let out a soft moan as she ran her tongue and lips over every scar on his chest.
He pushed the girl away for a moment so he could catch his breath and quickly removed his shirt and jacket. She came back at him and lightly ran her fingers across his waistline just above his pants. He still wanted to try on her what he had seen the two bad girls do in their tent earlier and stopped her as she started to undo his pants.
"Jason please…" She begged confused as to why he would stop her. He picked her up and set her on the edge of his bed. She eyed him curiously as he pushed her down onto the worn mattress. His fingers quickly undid her pants and pulled them and her underwear off in one quick motion and threw them against the wall. When he got down on his knees between her legs she gasped guessing at what he was about to perform.
He lifted his mask but didn't take it off all the way revealing only his twisted lips. The girl began to breath harder as he licked her wet folds for the first time. Her sweet scent filled his nose and she tasted just as good as she smelled. He heard her gasp as he licked up all her juices.
As he continued her mind raced. How? How does he know what he's doing? He must've seen someone else do this before. He is just so… oh god he's good!
"How…" He cut her short when he inserted a finger into her causing her to moan and arch her back. His tongue discovered a small nub that made the girl grab onto the sheets beneath her. He experimentally licked and sucked on it making her squirm beneath him and call out his name. Holding her down with his free hand he continued until she came causing more of her sweet juices to flow out of her. Her scent was intoxicating causing the heat within him to rise making his pants feel rather constricting.
As he lapped up her juices she sat up and ripped his mask the rest of the way off throwing it across the room. Digging her nails into his arms she pulled him up to her and kissed him tasting herself on his lips.
He was surprised at how gently she was kissing him but enjoyed it just the same. Her hands worked his pants down to his thighs freeing his hardened cock. When she pulled away from him he stood and began to further take his pants off but stopped when the girl took his hardness in both her hands gently pulling him closer. She slowly slid it's length into her mouth and began sucking and licking the head. He let out a faint moan.
She wanted him to feel as good as he made her feel in everyway possible. One hand was lightly trailing his inner thighs while the other was gripping his muscular bottom for support as she took him all the way in then out of her mouth in a slow rhythmic motion. His hips began to move with her and she started to lick the sensitive underside of his shaft.
For once he was enjoying how slowly she was causing the pressure to rise within him and put his hand on her shoulder to slow her down when she began to pick up the pace. She obeyed and slowly licked up and down his entire length. After a few moments the pressure inside of him began to rise to its peak. Afraid to hurt the girl, remembering she wanted him to be gentler, he clung onto a wooden beam on the ceiling above him for support.
She knew he was close, but continued her slow torture. There was a loud noise of wood splintering above them and she looked up to see his massive hands snap the wooden beam he was using to steady himself into several pieces. As she took him completely into her mouth he came spilling his warm seed in her mouth while making animalistic noises above her. She swallowed hard and looked up at him.
He slowly lowered his arms down to his sides attempting to catch his breath and dropped the splintered pieces of wood to the ground. Looking down at the girl as she zipped him back up he almost smiled, but then suddenly remembered that he wasn't wearing his mask. Instinctively he covered the right side of his face with one of his hands and looked around for his mask.
She stood up on the bed making herself almost taller than him and removed his hand from his face. "Hey now what did I tell you? Don't hide from me." She pulled him into a kiss and he pulled away and turned his back to her. "Dammit Jason! Look at me!"
The anger in her voice surprised him and he slowly turned to face her and reluctantly removed his hand from his face. Her angry expression quickly dissolved into sadness and she reached a hand up to his deformed face. He couldn't understand why she would want to see his face yet alone touch his deformed features. Flinching at her touch he closed his eye as she traced the features on the left side of his face.
"You poor thing, they must've been so horrible to you…" Her fingertips traced his lips causing him to take in a deep breath. "It doesn't matter what they think…" She began to trace the right side of his face giving special attention to every little detail. "All that matters now is that you're here with me…" The feel of her touch on his face was indescribable. He was almost sad when she finally pulled her hand away.
Opening his eye the girl was smiling sadly at him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and began placing light kisses on his face starting with his lips and working her way over to the deformed half of his face. He almost pulled away but found himself enjoying the all the attention she was giving the most hated part of himself.
She wanted him to know that she accepted every part of him not wanting him to feel like he needed to hide himself from her anymore. As she slowly made her way back to his lips she was surprised when he wrapped a hand behind her head and pulled her into a gentle kiss. When he released her she opened her eyes to see a single tear leave his eye.
This girl had taken him and all his imperfections and made him feel more loved and accepted than he thought possible. He was going to keep this girl and protect her forever. She was his good girl, a pretty porcelain doll that refused to shatter in his hands.
She could tell that she had gotten her message through to him and took him by the hand. "Lay with me." She urged and he sat on the bed next to her and she plopped down next to him causing the ancient bed frame to groan in protest. She wrapped herself in a sheet and laid with her back to the wall.
He laid on his back next to the girl and she huffed at him. "Come here." He turned onto his side to face her and she wrapped a leg around his and buried her face in his chest. Resting his chin on her head he could smell the delicious scent of her hair. She reached and pulled his arm over her. His hand began blindly tracing patterns on her back through the sheet. Closing his eyes he waited for sleep to take him.