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I clutched onto his muscular shoulders, my rainbow-fairy colored nails digging into his skin, and threw my head back. A moan escaped my lips as pleasure rushed through my entire body, making my legs tremble in his arms.
Best damn Halloween of my life, and I hadn’t even seen this guy’s face.
After he pulled out of me, I leaned against the nearest tree and gazed between my legs. The thick liquid oozed down my thighs, leaving a trail of pumpkin seeds from my pussy to his throbbing orange cock.
Manhunt
CONTENT WARNING: EROTIC HORROR, SERIAL KILLER, TORTURE, CORPSES, KNIFE PLAY, MENTION OF SLAUGHTERED ANIMALS, SLAPPING
Manhunt.
What started as a friendly game turned into a nightmare. We had signed up to play the biggest game of manhunt in the entire city. People came from all over the world for tonight, the night before Halloween, to run away from one designatedkiller.
But sometime along the way, this game took a sick turn. Instead of capturing people, thiskilleractually slaughtered every single one of the players.
Except me.
I pumped my legs as fast as they would go, my lungs burning, and glanced behind me as the man with the scarred up mask and a cleaver chased me. Filled with junk and trees and houses, the playing field went on forever and ever.
And the killer was approaching me quicker than I could sprint.
God, he is so fast. How is he so fast?
“Please,” I cried, sprinting past some bloody corpses. “Please! Why are you doing this?” Tears streamed down my cheeks, but I couldn’t stop them. I tried hard to conserve my energy, but I physically couldn’t.
I would die here.
When I spotted a building, I ran into it and hoped to find somewhere to hide or escape him. I ran down an empty hallway, glanced behind me to see him turn the corner toward me, then I slipped into a room.
The room didn’t have any doors, nor windows. And that’s when I knew I was screwed.
I was fucking screwed!
He appeared at the door, threw my flailing body over his shoulder, and walked to a large thick hook that the organizers of this game placed around the game field. They must’ve thought these would be good decorations for Halloween.
Little did they know that this wasfarfrom great now.
I wiggled in his firm hold, but his bloody hands just gripped me tighter.
Instead of hooking me right through the chest and killing me instantly, he walked past the hook to a haystack feet away. I stared in horror as he deposited me on the hay, stepping back and watching me like a predator did with its prey.
Blood covered his throat, arms, and hands.
This was it.
This was where and how I’d die.
“If you’re going to do it, do it already,” I whispered. “Kill me.”
“I’ve killed everyone for you,” he said, voice deep and deadly. “You’re my prize. That was the name of this game. That’s what I paid to play as the killer. You’re the only one that I ever wanted, the only player who put up a fight this entire match.”
“You’re crazy!” I seethed, spotting a knife he had attached to his belt. “Psychotic! Insane!”
I knew I had one chance. One fucking chance at survival tonight.
So, I grabbed it from his belt, my hands trembling.
I had never waved a knife at anyone before, had never felt the weight of a potential person’s life in my hands. All I had to do was stuff the blade deep in this monster’s throat and kill him dead. It should’ve been a simple decision for me; he had killed everyone else here.
