Chapter 5: tag! You're it!
It was 1:AM and Rose was busy dusting off the furniture in the dining room. She hummed to herself as she cleaned the sofa. It wasn't long before she heard the sound of light footsteps descending down the spiral staircase. "Good evening Mistress! Did you come down for another cup of tea?" Rose asked.
No response. "Caroline?" Rose asked turning around. Her heart stopped however, when she saw the figure behind her. The face was Caroline's, but everything else wasn't. Armin was standing at the foot of the stairs glaring at Rose and revving up the chainsaw with Snowball sitting innocently near his feet.
"Why no Rose, I'm not here for tea" he said walking towards her."but I am here to play a little game with you" he continued walking towards the maid with a fake smile. Rose backed away in horror."A-Armin?!" Rose trembled."how are you moving?" She asked frightened."I don't know" Armin shrugged coyly. " I just wanted to spend some more time with you Rose, so here I am!"
Rose stumbled backwards onto the couch staring at Armin. "Let's play a game of tag Rose!" Armin giggled. "I'll give you a ten second head start" Rose scrambled out of the couch and made a run for it to the second floor. "One.." Armin Whispered to himself watching Rose. "Ten!" he yelled bolting up the stairs after her.
Rose's heart pounded in her ears as she ran for her life. The sound of Armin's chainsaw got louder as he followed her trail making him even more fearful. Finding an empty guestroom, she quickly went inside, locking the door behind her."please God don't let him find me.." Rose prayed shaking and crying.
She held her breath for a moment,staring at the door. It was so silent you could hear a pin drop. silence was soon broken by a creepy childish voice. "Oh Roooossee! Where are youuuu?" She heard Armin say from outside the hallway. Rose cried hysterically to herself . it sounded like him but at the same time it didn't.
She then heard the roaring sound of the chainsaw slashing into the lift and breaking it down to pieces. Rose screamed in terror as Armin stood in the doorway holding up the chainsaw and smiled at her wickedly. "what's the matter Rose?" Armin taunted backing the frightened maid up into a corner.
"I thought you loved me?"
"Please master, have mercy!" Rose sobbed."mercy?" Armin purred cocking his head to the side and looking at her innocently. "How funny Rose..cause i don't remember you showing me ANY FUCKING MERCY A FEW HOURS AGO!" Armin yelled bringing the chainsaw down and slashing off Rose's left leg . blood splattered everywhere as Rose screamed in pain.
"Wow Rose" Armin cooed."I didn't think it was possible, but you look even more beautiful like this" Armin said sitting on top of her stomach."your blood looks so lovely! It goes with your hair so nicely" Rose sobbed as intense pain racked her body. Armin bent over and kissed her rosy plump lips rather forcefully as he lifted up her short skirt.
He kissed and bit her harshly all the way down her body until he spread her thighs apart. "Remember this rose?" He taunted ripping off her panties and cupping her lady bits. Rose wept bitterly as the blonde Messed with her taint. "Please master.." Rose whined in pain. "Please stop" she begged.
"But Rose" Armin said licking and parting her folds."you're just so cute" and with that he bit her clit, making her howl and shiver in pain."fucking tramp" he sneered. Wiping his mouth off on his sleeve, he got up and stood over her face, pulling down his shorts
"M-master?" Rose quivered. An evil smirk made it's way to his face as he aimed his junk at Rose and peed right on her face. Rose screamed as she felt the liquid burn her eyes, making them bloodshot. When Armin was finished, He pulled up his shorts and grabbed his chainsaw walking towards the door.
"Well Rose, it was fun" Armin said smiling sweetly at the battered maid. "But I have to go see what mother's up to" he said flickering the lights off." Goodnight darling" and with that he shut the door, leaving the poor maid crying and bleeding to herself in pain.
(A/N: damn...just damn...where does a sweet girl like me get these ideas from? Welp! Until next time people)