Ahhhhhhhhh please, please don't do this"

He cried in pain.

Oh how much I love his scream.

"Yes, Yes like this. Scream more"

I said excitedly with lust in my eyes and I stabbed on his other thigh.

Lust? Yes LUST but not the one which everyone's crave for.

IT'S LUST FOR THIS THICK RED BLOOD WHICH IS FLOWING FROM HIS FILTHY BODY.

And he screamed again in pain.

See, how he is completely under my mercy.

The way he is pleading for-

Life??

Ah - Ah Not for life!

For DEATH.

For an easy escape.

But How sad, I am not done playing yet!

I stabbed again on the same place, I did before when the sound of his scream started fading.

More blood started flowing from his body.

And the place, This dark devil's place is echoing with his screams.

This hot red BLOOD!

This is what my eyes crave for.

This screams of begging for mercy!

Is what my ears crave for.

And...

I took a deep breath.

Feeling my lungs with coppery, iron - like smell of fresh blood, his body is covered with.

This smell, is heaven.

This is what my nose, my lungs crave for.

And Oh?? Did I missed the fear??

This is my favorite thing.

The fear in their pathetic eyes

The way their heart beats so fast, unknown of, what is coming next.

The way their whole body is under my control.

The fact that they are nothing but toys for me to play.

JUST FUCKING TOYS.

*STAB*

"AHHHHHHHHHH Nooooo please! Please let me go, please"

He screamed and his eyes filled with tears.

And I laughed at his statement.

The devilish laugh!

And he flinched.

His eyes, in his eyes I can see mix of fear and confusion.

I stopped laughing and tilted my head in his direction.

I slowly and slowly moved my knife on his arm, which is chained.

Just like we chain our pets.

He can't move without my wish.

Because, I don't like interruption between my play.

He started breathing heavily.

His eyes followed the direction of my knife.

I creased it over his arm.

Its pointed side reached his neck.

He stopped his breathing.

The chest which was abruptly moving up and down, stopped for the moment.

I looked straight into his eyes.

He tried to move back into the wall.

But there is no escape now.

I smirked looking at his miserable condition.

My knife completely covered in blood was now under his chin.

I moved his head up, so that I can see fear in his eyes.

I want to see his dreadful eyes.

I want him to see everything.

I want him to see how I'll play with him.

I want him to see how I'll slowly and slowly dismember his body which is good for nothing.

"You want me to let you Go"

I said in coo voice.

He didn't move a bit, neither he breathed air.

I sneered.

With other hand, I creased his face.

It reached his hair.

The moment my hand reached his hair, I grabbed a handful of his hair.

I can see tears gathering in his eyes.

Totally unaware of what coming next.

I pulled his head back with full force and kneed beside him.

Such that, My face was just above him and my eyes enjoying his awful eyes.

"That is not so nice of you, you don't want to play with me hmm"

I said innocently.

My knife creased chin, down his Adam Apple.

He gulped.

Too frightened to utter a word.

Now he is ruining my game.

This is annoying.

And I can't take annoyance.

I lifted my hand and-

Oopss!!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ple- pleaseeeeee"

Again his screams echoed around.

And blood started flowing down his right shoulder.

"Am so sorry" I said in childish voice.

And twisted the knife which was already in his shoulder.

"Ahhhhhhh- No... Nooo please"

He pleaded.

Yes Yes... !!!

Doing great! I am fucking love this!!

I twisted it more.

And he shivered in pain.

Just like a fish, who is out of the ocean, gasping for air.

I pulled my knife back.

I left his hair.

He again started pleading for mercy.

But more he pleads,

More he screams,

Makes this game more enjoying.

I looked at his hand.

Captivated in chain.

I creased on his hand with my knife, dripping blood.

"Baby, where are your nails hmm" I asked him with care in my voice.

I started thinking.

"Ohh yeah! how did I forget" I said in surprising tone.

"I myself peeled them off right"

I said sadly.

"I am really feeling bad for you, baby"

I am really feeling disappointed now!

How bad I am right.

"Your fingers are not looking good without nails"

He agonized.

*STAB*

*STAB*

"Now it is looking better"

I said happily.

*LOUD SCREAM IN PAIN*

"You don't like it??? "

How bad he is??

I did this for him and he didn't even appreciated.

I am hurt.

*STAB*

*STAB*

"Nooooooo Ahhhhh nooooooo please ahhhhhhhhhhhh nooo"

Now his both hands are no more captivated in chains.

I can see thick blood flowing from his wrist.

Ohhh!! How pleasing this scene is.

I again took a deep breath.

Because now air around is all coppery.

Just the way I like.

And he keeps on screaming in pain.

His Screams. His awful body.

His Fear. His helplessness.

Pleasure!

Now! Time for my art.

My Real Artwork.

Am so excited.

My little heart is damn excited for the real play.

Till now, it was just like a starter.

Now the real game begins.

Hahhhhh!!!

Even the thought of it is giving me immense pleasure.

His body was Squinting in pain.

Just the way I like.

But this was just a trail baby.

If you are in this state, just in the beginning.

I am afraid.

I am afraid, if you'll make up till it end.

And if you'll die before I'll finish!

I gave him the dreadful look at the thought.

He..... He can't die before I finish.

I want him to beg more.

I want him to plead more.

I want him to squirt more.

Till I am not done.

I stood up from there.

His gaze followed me.

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His breath started irregular rhythm again.

What now??

His heart paces at the thought.

His ear can listen his heart beat.

Is this his end?

Or there is more to come?

Is this the all suffering he was supposed to feel?

Or there is more to feel?

With every single thought.

With every single sound of movement.

Even the passing air.

He scanned his body.

The blood which was flowing down his body.

The pain he was in.

The miserable condition of his own self.

This all resulted in more fear.

He was feeling pity for his self.

All his life was in front of his eyes.

All the moment he spent with his family.

Was this his end.

Is this his end?

But when he closed his eyes thinking it's his end now.

He heard the sound of devil approaching him again.

And he shattered.

His already shattered body shattered more.

And again

The fear

The panic

The terror

Started flowing in his body.

The tears from his eyes started rolling down his cheeks.

His blood

His sweat

And now his tears

All got mixed up.

This result in strong salty and iron like smell all around.

This smell is causing his nausea.

He wants this to end.

He wants his death.

Because pain is getting

unbearable.

But, the toolbox in her hand is frightening him.

He is frightened.

He is.....

And she took her full time to come near his body.

Slowly and slowly.

With every step, his heart beat raised.

She kneeled near her.

And that was the moment he can't feel his breath any more.

"What you thought baby?? It's end?? " She said in her calm yet deadly tone.

And smirked.

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Can you feel your heart beat raising???

WHAT WAS THIS????

What next hmmm??

Who is she??

And who is that awful man??

Why is she doing this???

I know you all have so many questions in your head.

I hope you read this only after reading the triggered warning.

Let's wait for the next update to know what happened to him!!!

Did he escaped??

Or became the other victim.