Page 35 of Trick or Treat
Blade and I take our time moving through the complete darkness while pulling our knives out of our bags and stowing them in their sheaths that are tucked in our wristbands after letting them disperse into the woods. I sling my backpack over my shoulders and walk towards Scarlett, eager to feel her mouth on me more than anything else.
"So, how do you think this shit is gonna go?" Blade asks, keeping his voice low so we can hear where they're going.
"Nix and Ri are keeping eyes on River and Mel, so we'll have time with trouble. It'll go fucking smooth."
"I can't fucking believe they fell for this shit so easily," he laughs, lighting an unlaced blunt.
"I can. Drugs make people do crazy shit." With my forearm, I stop him and gesture toward where they’re running in front of us. "Case in point."
Nixon and Riley shoot off their guns to make noise to frighten them, and we laugh as we watch them run with fear in their eyes as they frantically search the woods for a place to hide.
"Oh, this is gonna be fucking good." Blade and I pull our masks from our bags and put them on, finally feeling whole in the dark, desolate woods.
As we slash through the leaves with our blades in search of the troubled young girl we’re about to fucking ravage, we embrace the darkness, the fear, and the terror. As we approach a clearing, cutting branches out of the way and stepping on twigs, I hear heavy panting coming frombehind a bush. I put my finger to my lips as Blade approaches from the other side, both of us remaining silent.
Looking down, I see the sole of her white sneaker and nod, letting him know I’ve already found her.She wasn't that hard to find.I try to frighten her and it works as I lower my blade to the bush, making sure she notices it. As I drag it around, it scrapes against a rock and makes an eerie, unsettling sound akin to nails on a chalkboard. She leaps up and unknowingly cuts her arm on the blade as she jumps into my arms.
"Found ya."
"Ahhhhh!"
I lift my mask and smile, causing her scream to stop. A confused expression crosses her face, but it quickly fades, and a shy smile appears on her quivering lips. Nothing is said about the mask, which is likely due to her mental state. I slam her against the thick tree trunk behind us, kissing her for the first time.
As Blade approaches from behind, I force my tongue down her throat, denying her the chance to breathe as I sweep it around, trying to explore every inch that I can. I lose myself in the kiss and reach under her to begin rubbing her already wet pussy in an effort to make her even wetter because I know she needs to be saturated for what I’m about to do. Panting, we break the kiss, and I place her next to Blade.
"How did you find me so easily?" she asks shyly, oblivious to the masks on the tops of our heads.
"You didn't really hide that well; besides, we know these woods like the back of our hands."
"Not fair," she giggles while biting her lower lip. I take her shirt by the collar and slide my knife under it to sever it with a few swift strokes. "Hey!"
"Rules are fucking rules,Scarlett."
My blood starts to boil as soon as I notice Riley's hideous marks all over her beautiful body. I ignore them and grab the band of her shorts and yank them down, exposing her shaved pussy and plump, bare ass.
"You doanythingwe fucking want.Remember?"
"What do you want?" I hold my blood-stained knife up in the light as she asks, her eyes huge and black, looking completely gone as she stares blankly at us in anticipation of her punishment.
"Have you ever had a knife in your pussy?"
Scarlett
When Saint shows off his knife and asks if anyone has ever used one on me, my body shakes like I’m having a seizure. I’m unable to speak as I stand here, frozen. He takes a step closer, Blade close behind, both of them treating my body as if it belongs to them.
"I already know the answer, trouble," he says, Deja vu is hitting me hard. But I have no memories of anything.
As Blade sits down and pulls me onto his lap, his hard cock prods at my exposed ass, paralyzing me with fear. He roughly spreads my legs open wide, while Saint remains in between them, like a doctor delivering a baby. Although he’s not—he’s a deranged man holding a fucking knife that he’s about to slide into my pussy,hopefullyhandle first.
As Saint moves the long, sharp blade toward the ache between my thighs, Blade wraps his hand around my throat, sinking his teeth into the side of my neck, undoubtedly leaving marks from his teeth behind. I writhe in agony on his lap but stop the instant the coldness of the knife handle presses into my pussy. Saint looks at me with a devilish grin as hepresses it deeper into me until only the blade is visible. I groan under the strain as it stretches me out and forces me to dig my nails into Blade's thighs. In fear, I keep my mouth shut and my gaze fixed on the fluffy trees above me as Saint fucks my pussy with the handle of his knife.
"That's right, keep still so I don'taccidentallycut you. We wouldn't want that now, would we?" he chuckles, and the evil in his tone causes goosebumps to painfully prick my skin.
Blade inserts his free hand between my legs and mercilessly twists my clit, causing me to jerk my body in response to the pain. A sharp stinging sensation occurs in my pussy, and warm liquid begins to flow down my leg.
Saint smirks as he dips his head between them, licking his lips. "I told you not to move or you'd get cut. Now look, I have to clean you up." He flattens his tongue and begins lapping up the blood leaking from the cut on my pussy lip, while Blade grips me tightly and prevents me from moving.
I lean against him, trembling in terror, as another wave of euphoria sweeps me away to a faraway place, distracting me from what’s taking place right now. The next thing I know, I’m lying on a patch of grass, not on Blade's lap anymore, staring up at a black mask and a silver mask, trying to reach up and touch them with a smile on my face. In no way phasing me this time, both men lean in and drag their knives' points over my breasts.