his fur as soft as a newborn cubs.
his teeth a clench tightly on neck with his claw digging into my back.
he knows my body even better then I. Pleasure I have never felt in place I never imagined. My music playing loud hearing him begging me to give up an let him take top.
My legs weak from his punishing thrust I.
I lean down locking my lips tightly to his, He wraps his arms around me kissing back with a passion that will lead to a very long sticky night.
I pull away coming up for air then resting as I sit back taking him all in.

Sitting up he gabs my hips before throwing himself forward to get to his feet.
I let out with a loud girly yelp, My face bright rad as I look away. He walks across room holding me up with his manhood still stuffed deep inside my body, Evey step he takes make me moan.
I rest my arms on his shoulder pressing my chest to his. I feel my but hit the wall an I look down into his eyes leaning my back into the wall bracing my self.
He moves hand to hips the other to the small of my back, He pulls back thrusting roughly into me. my mind wild as he steals control. He make every thrust powerful an punishing. My body shivering he holds the power I have longed for.

I find my self begging him for mercy as each breath seems harder to find, He refuses to let up before he finishes. he pulls me from the wall leaning me over him while he lifts me quickly dropping down his shaft as he rams him self up inside my body. I scream in a pained pleasure as he forces me into finishing.
I feel him finish. pumping me full off his stain, I am forever marked by him.
I moan his member is ripped my body as he just drops me onto the bed. I look up his soaked groin dripping with his an my fluids.

I pat bed inviting him in for a passionate post-love cuddle.
He crawls up bedside me. I kiss his cheek softly whispering softly (that was amazing).
He smiles closing his eye.
the end...

the anger in the room seems to grow as the pain he's inflicted hits me.
the blood flows from the hole as I warn him of the danger to come.
(the ones u hold closest are going to be the first directive. the blood shall pool in copious amounts.
the floors will be strewn with the bodies of his loved ones.)
his scrams can be heard form down the halls. I laugh as he is dragged of out of the room.
the fear in his eyes was pleasureful.
I gaze into the two way mirror smiling from ear to ear.
they bring me back to my hole. it's darker the before. I hear a voice from the corner. his mind gone to the dog's years of drug abuse. his glare fades as my face is brought into his view.
an old friend perhaps? no nothing more then a high drugy with a mind so gone every one is the man who's wronged him.

I grin at the fun I shall have playing with what little sanity he has left.
day's pass as my time nears. they've been building a case against me.
but yet they have nothing that can tell then who I am or even what's wrong with me.
I rise to my feet the cellmate tremble as I get close.
his mind is gone along with his life.
drugs took his house car family & job. he's nothing more then a burden to the rest of the world.
now they can put me away. I liked my cellmate he made not a sound while I took what little he had left.
I've freed him from his ungodly time on drugs hell never feel the pain of the needle again.

they drag me to a smaller barker cell.
it reminds me of mothers closet.
the light is unforgiving. they pain from it as the door is opened.
(hello again detective. it's been whet about a week now right.)
back the steel room?
this shall be my final visit to the cold table.
I can see how to night will end. I have to say I don't like it.
with time comes ingenuity & time I had lots of in that cell.
(it's time to pay what's due detective Marshal.)
his eyes widen with his gun drawn.
I move my hand quickly into my pocket.
the triggers been pulled. & a life was taken. the life of a man that was trying to help.
the things I've don't were not out of my own mind but yet my life came to a bloody end.

I stand the night trough with my mind racing.
the head lights past with great hast. the horns seem to get louder with every car.
the fear of being take from my body in a matter of seconds crosses with every rev.
the night seems to end just as slowly as it started.
the sun rises & with it the siren's near. the blood dried & brown on my finger tips & hands.
the cars speeding & quickly jerking around to head me.
running crosses my mind but just for a second. with guns drawn & aimed directly as my head & chest. I freeze as a warmth over takes my body. the sound of the loud firm order to drop to my knee's is humbling & seems almost welcoming.
a smiles stretches across my face. the look in his eyes told me all I needed to know. they had every thing they need to put me away.
yet they had nothing to tie me to the crime. my smiles grows as my knee's touch the pavement.
a light chuckle passes though my lips as they near my.
only as the cold steal of the cuffs tightening around my wrist kills my smile.
dragged & tossed into the back seat I welcome the safety of the back seat of the car.
I'm roughly pulled out of the cruiser & shown to my new room.

I was wrong they swing the door open revealing a cold steal chair & table.
I seen this before in more then one movie.
they'll try & get my to tall them what really happened.
but they know they will not get more then my side of the truth.
they know the information is as good as pen on a wet piece of paper.
but they don't kneed nor want the line of crap that indeed I shall feed them. but they must here it.
every thing I said that happened earlier the night was wrong.
the blade miles back was found.
they wanted nay needed it to be me. the blood on my hands & shirt did indeed belong to the victim. the prints on the know were mine but the blood on the knife belonged to some one that is not even really or known to them.
they had more then enough to lock me up for life, or so they though. the evidence they had had would tell them that I had nothing to do with the murder of those eight scum bags.
but yet they will try to tie in to the crime.
I laugh as they ask me the same question over & over again.
I give them a different name & story each time.
I know what they want to hear & I watched everything that night.
if it was only a easy as opening the file on a hard drive. then they would know every thing I do.

the games are just to fun to stop playing. mt eyes close for just a second as lean back.
quickly his hands tightly around my throat. I panic as my breath is cut in half.
the others burst into the room quickly ripping his hand off my throat.
it's at that point do I realize that young one with the long dark hair was is son.
he sits back breathing deeply. I laugh louder looking into his hate filled eyes.
I see a crooked smile come across his tightly clench lips.

you're looking at life for this, you already knew that didn't u?.
I whisper to get him closer & to catch his attention.
(you're son sounded like as girl as I took him as my own)
he screamed like a child as we violated him mercilessly. you should have seem as face as he took his final gasping breath.
his eye & face went blank for a split second. as I told him that his son was loving the feeling of all of us taking him.
I told him how his son squealed as I took him for the his first run.
his gun quickly in my face as the tear poor down his face. I dip to the side the trigger is pulled.
the burning as the bullet passes through my shoulder.

to be continued...