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I have a secret. I could find her anywhere—not because I know everything about her, but losing her would never be an option. This game I’ve started of cat and mouse is the only way we can be together forever.
Everything about her is pure perfection: she’s my little masterpiece.
I follow her, unfazed by my own behavior. We’ve been doing this little song and dance for a few weeks now, moving as one: hunter and prey.
“If I ever catch you so much as thinking about looking at my girl, let alone near her, I will fucking kill you. I’ll snap your neck without thinking twice. Are we clear?”
Her book pile is where I got the idea for the mask, which came in handy earlier tonight. It was from a book she read a few weeks ago. When I looked it up to read, I found out it involves a masked villain. He made stalking his victim his entire personality. After I read it, I knew it was perfect. The main character and I have so much in common.
I trail the object of my obsession aggressively, thinking about all the ways I can take the imposter out. Mess with my belongings: pay with your soul.
My fingers wrap around the cold metal blade of my butterfly knife, securing it in my pocket. Its dangerous edges will slice into the imposter’s rib cage smoothly, carving between them, turning his body into a Jack-o’-lantern.
Jesus, I promise I’ll stop reading slasher romances, stalker books, and I won’t stream any of my favorite Halloween movies this year. I’ll give it all up cold turkey, I think to myself, utterly distraught, and desperate to make it home alive.
“There you are, Amanda,” his voice is a menacing, low, deep rumble. I’m captivated, but only for a minute, before my ears realize he’s using something to distort his voice, as if he’s afraid I might recognize it. “What a naughty girl you are hiding like a little moth: drawn to the darkness, and unable to escape me.”
“I want to fuck those pretty lips and then feel your wet little cunt wrapped around me.”
“That’s it, Amanda, such a good little slut. Now swallow every last drop.” I shoot my cum down her throat and feel her gag. More leaks out and she gags a second time. “Mmmmm. I hope your pussy feels as good as your mouth.”
“Look up, little slut. I told you I want you to watch me fuck you so that when you close your eyes, it’s the only thing you see.”
The house will be all mine for at least an hour, and if I finish with time to spare, I can make sure to walk my sweet little victim home. Underneath my breath, I snicker. I really am a considerate stalker.
Omg, after finishing this.. I just realized her masked stalker's identity was kinda revealed here bc her of "considerate" boyfriend.
I want to catch up with Amanda so I can keep an eye on her this morning. It’s her first day out, and I need to ensure my little masterpiece is safe from everyone but me.
I have all the best intentions to get in the shower, but I stop short and fall into my bed. I grab one of my favorite comfort reads and curl up with a book. Damn, I’ve missed the escape reading brings me.
“Use your words and answer me, little whore. Do you want my cock inside of you, filling you up inch by fucking inch, stretching that tight little pussy of yours out?” I growl.
