"Say you love me bitch." I ran my index finger along the lines of her thong. She flinched from my touch.
"Just fuck me." She cried out. I slammed my finger deep inside her as she whimpered loudly.
I wrapped my hand around the front of her neck. "Say it before my hand gets tighter..." I dug my nails into her skin as I forced my finger in and out of her. "and tighter..." She moaned as I felt her thighs buckle against my wrist. "and tighter.."
She just didn't listen.
I tighten the grip I had on her neck. "and tighter..." I trailed my lips against her ear as I entered one more finger into her tight pussy. "and tighter..."
She gasped for air. I rapidly let go of her neck and pulled off my belt. She began panting heavily.
I stepped to the other side of the room where I picked up my pack of ciggys and pulled one out.
I pressed my lips on the tip of the cigarette as I lit it.
I walked back over to her. She looked my body up and down before licking her lips.
I slapped her with the buckle on my belt. "Ahh, fuck. I-I fucking love you J-Justin."
I took a long drag of my cigarette and threw it on the floor. I placed my lips on hers and quickly pulled away, making her want more. Too bad.
I gently wrapped my belt around her neck. I grinned at her as I congealed the belt around her. She suddenly choked making me smile even harder.
I looked behind and saw the cigare
"I better hurry." I whispered to myself grieviously. I tighten the belt even harder.
With the little breath she had, she spoke, "I...said..I....love...you." She coughed as her body grew pale and limp.
I released the belt from her and stuck it back into the loops on my jeans.
I leaned over, nipping the skin on her neck. Pulling it back with my teeth.
I pulled away whispering menacingly,
"Too late."
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Broken Psychotic
Fanfictionpsy·chot·ic sīˈkädik/ adjective 1. of, denoting, or suffering from a psychosis. "a psychotic disturbance"