Hollow Hellion

by Jodie King

Ever wondered what it’s like to be fucked by a clown? …And no, I'm not talking about your ex.

This twisted tale is for you.. Leave your morals at the gate, because if you don’t, Hell will strip them from you, and make you take it like his good Little Dolly.

He shouldn't be in love with someone as damaged as I am. The wounds that scar my soul run deep, hidden from prying eyes, never to be shared despite the desperate need for someone to rely on. Trust issues cling to me like shadows, making it nearly impossible for me to show my true self to anyone.

we’re close and as he does, our eyes catch sight of a looming sign that reads: “Welcome to Oddity Carnival & Cirque. May your time here be terrifying, if you make it out alive.”

“Hell has found a toy.”

“I’m nobody's little toy.”

“You’ll be whatever the fuck I want you to be, Dolly.”

The sickening desire to break her the fuck down has consumed me from the moment I first set eyes on her, like an unbearable force, driving me to reduce her to nothing more than my little fuck toy, to pleasure, to hurt, to dominate in every way my deranged mind can think of. Every fibre of my being wants to bend her to be mine only, to get off on the power I could have over her.

Scream, little dolly and I will break in, kill him and make sure you scream louder for me.

I find myself aching for more—more intensity, more dominance, more of a raw, unfiltered hard fucking that would leave me feeling satisfied and maybe a little bit ashamed.

“Also, call me Hell, pretty girl, because you haven't met Hellion yet, but believe me, you will soon enough,” he adds, his voice laced with a chilling promise. “And when that moment comes, the only time you'll be uttering his fucking name is when you're screaming it.”

“Fuck, I love it when you talk murder to me,”

“How about I just cut you from ear to ear and fuck your cold dead cunt instead?” My breathing grows erratic. I can no longer hide the fear he instils in me as he continues his terrorization. “My Dolly will be nothing but a stiff fucking corpse while I try to screw the life back into her.”

“Yes, yes I am fucking jealous. I’m feeling murderous that he has the luxury of having his fucking hands on what’s mine when he doesn’t deserve it.”

“Yes, girls like you. The beautiful, yet broken kind that seem to blossom in the darkness of lust. They want to experience a scream ripping from their fucking throat rather than releasing a soft moan. They crave to feel the bite of pain rather than a gentle, loving touch. They possess an insatiable hunger to be violently screwed against the shower wall while being choked the fuck out until they can no longer stand it, rather than having to endure a slow, pathetic fuck.”

“Love? No, Noir. What I possess for you is far more intense and deeply disturbing. Something that eclipses any form of love, leaving behind only a haunting stain of darkness in its wake.”

“I don’t need to know who the fuck you were, Noir. Once I set eyes on you, I knew everything about your past would be lost. Your future, your fate—they're all mine now,” his voice is hushed, yet full of promise. “They belong to me. That's the only Noir I will ever know—the one we shape. And in the process, she will become my obedient little slut.”

“I'm going to slice your beautiful body to pieces, Little Dolly, making every scar you own as mine. And you’re going to come hard while I fucking do it,”

“Not even death could take you from me, pretty girl.”

“Goodness? Heart? I have neither, pretty girl. I’m either completely empty or overflowing with darkness. Tonight, you get to decide which.”

“You’re going to make yourself fucking come in front of me. That’s what the fuck I want. I want to see what you look like when you’re actually coming apart.”

He leans down, delicately scooping my panties up with one finger and he raises them to his eye level, inspecting them closely before tossing them onto my lap. “Stuff them inside your cunt. Let’s see how wet you can get them.” He demands.

“Now go back to him, wearing the sinful fucking mess you just made for me. Let every step remind you of how I degraded you tonight, and how you relished every filthy second of it.”

Is Hell truly the monster he portrays? He breathes evil yet radiates a beautiful darkness that connects to my soul.

Fuck. I’ll stop at nothing to take everything from her. I want to break her. I want to make her as insane as I am.

Now that I've had a taste of the darkness that stirs inside her, there's no going back, I want it all; I want to see it all. She has ignited something insatiable within me, and I won't fucking rest until I have her completely, until she is mine in every sense of the word, even if I have to take it.

“Leave her the fuck alone, Soul. She’s mine.”

“Run, run, run, little dolly. Run as fast as you can. Because if I catch you, I'll make you obey my every command,”

“Noir and Hell, fucking in a tree. F-U-C-K-I-N-G,”

“Cry, cry, cry, pretty girl. Show me how much you despise being degraded by me. Let me see how much you fucking hate me for stuffing my cock down your throat.”

“If even so much as a peep escapes your pretty fucking lips, waking him up while I am violating and brutalizing your tight cunt, I'll kill him and still unleash havoc on your beautiful body, but instead, in a pool of his spilled blood,”

If baring these little parts of myself means I get to see that look on her pretty face again—the one that just sent a tremor down my fucking spine—then I'll do it. It’s now the same intoxicating rush I get when I pleasure, hurt, and degrade her. I am utterly addicted to every emotion she has, every reaction she gives.

I will not be a fucking victim; I will be a force to be reckoned with.

The sight and sensation of her tightness drive me to the brink of madness, and I fist her cunt roughly right away while fucking her ass with my dick at the same time. My fingers deep inside her move over my piercings, and I attempt to jerk my cock off at the same time.

“Come for me, my pretty girl. Surrender to pleasure and pain as you dance on the edge of death. Come for the man who holds your fucking life in his hands while he fucks you into oblivion.”

“I’ll be whatever the fuck you want me to be, pretty girl. I’ll be your weak little bitch. Put your heels on, stamp all over my fucking dick, drag me through the mud with it still attached and I’ll still worship the ground you walk on.”

“These are the lengths I'll go to make you mine, Noir. I couldn't give a single fuck if that motherfucker dies with a needle embedded in his arm. He is fortunate he is still breathing. He is lucky that deep down I know you don’t want him. You want me.”

“You're going to eat my cum out of her pussy.”

a good boy and eat my cum out of my girl's pussy, Soul.”

“I know sometimes what I am terrifies you, but even in the darkest depths, there's always a flicker of light that solely belongs to you. That's why I'm so fucking obsessed with you, pretty girl. You’re the only person who has ever stirred something inside me other than darkness. And I am addicted to it.” I confess, the words slipping out like a forbidden secret.

“You're the first man who has ever given me not only the pain I crave but the beautiful bliss that comes with it. In your presence, the ache in my heart is replaced with your agonizing pleasure. I am safe, even if safety hurts like hell.”

“We're so much more than depravity and pain, my pretty girl. Our connection is what forges us, not our twisted fucking mindsets,”

“There is nothing in this life I desire more than you. From the moment you stepped into my chaotic world, you’ve blown my fucking mind in more ways than one and ignited an obsession within me. There’s no fucking way I’m letting you go. You’re the only person who’s ever filled the hollowness inside me with something… Good.”

“Harder, slutty little dolly. Give me the ride of my fucking life and fuck the dark soul out of me while you’re nothing but my puppet in chains,”

“Why do you think I’ve always watched you when you’re asleep? Yeah, you’re a beauty when you’re lying there, but it does something to me. How peaceful you are, how fucking lifeless, how vulnerable, and how I could take full advantage of your body without you moving a muscle,”

“The only thing I would hear is my wet dick sinking into your cold, dead pussy, and my own ragged breathing. Fuck, I would fill every fucking hole you had until you were overflowing with my cum then bury you full of it.”

“We might not be normal, but our broken pieces fit. Every injury, every stain, every chase, and every frightening whispered word in the night has brought us together. You taught me to accept my flaws, to see them not as imperfections but as parts of my story that you have always cherished. And I can’t thank you enough for all you have done for me. For how you’ve made me feel.”

“Let it go, my Little Dolly. Light it the fuck up and let it all burn.”

“Shove your fingers into his fucking eye sockets and rip his ugly head off his shoulders,” he murmurs chillingly.

Soul and Wrath suddenly pass us, kicking Kyro's head around like a fucking soccer ball, Soul chuckling like a menace.