EroticReverie

Butcher

“This is not what we signed up for !” My mouse screams as her adorable little angry fists pummel my chest after I set her down in the foyer of the main house. At least she wasn’t using that soft, too fucking sweet voice she’d used when she said my name while pleading with me to let her go. 

God. I almost did. I almost took her to the fucking gate and opened it my damn self to let her escape Devils Hallow. That voice, it did something to me. But I couldn’t let her leave. Couldn’t let her go. I wasn’t done with her. Not by a long shot. 

“It’s exactly what you signed up for ,actually.” I say and am met with two gorgeous eyes glaring at me. She stares at me like she can actually see me through my mask. Would she like what she saw if I wasn’t wearing the mask? Would she find my face as perfect as I found hers? Probably not. 

“Screw you! You fuck!” She says , wailing on me and then tires herself out as I stand there just taking it. She turns and goes to run back to the door. But I’ve already reacted, swinging my arm down and around her tiny waist and grabbing her. She screams bloody murder and kicks and thrashes. She’s got a lot of fight all of the sudden. I like it. It’s about god damn time. But she’s still not getting away from me. 

“Let me go!” She screams as other devils come down stairs. They stop on the stairs and watch me wrangle the tiny little thing. By wrangle I mean simply hold her with one arm as she keeps trying to get out of my grasp , with zero success. 

A few chuckles come from the stairs , making her stop and jerk her head to them. 

“Youre all fucking sick! Every last one of you! You’ll pay for this! You’ll fucking pay for-ahhh!” She screams as grab her and lift her right back up over my shoulder.

“PUT ME THE FUCK DOWN YOU BITCH!” She screams. My cock throbbing. Fuck, I wasn’t sure what I liked more. Her sobs and tears and soaking herself with her own terrified piss. Or her fighting me and screaming in anger. 

“Oh wow” one of the devils laughs. 

“You sure you don’t need a hand with her? I might break the rules to teach that mouth a lesson.”  Vice, one of the orange devils says as I walk up the stairs past them. I turn my head. 

“What did you just say?” I growl. His taunting laugh fades and he lifts his hands palms up. 

“Just a joke.” He says. 

I growl and then keep moving. 

I take her to my bedroom again. Locking the door as she curses and calls me names. 

I take her to the bathroom and set her down. 

“Clothes off.” I say as I walk to the shower.

I roll my eyes as I hear her take off and her little feet thud on the floor and I shake my head. I hear her draw back the curtains and shake my head. A second later she curses and screams and I can hear her fists banging on the window. Even if it WAS breakable, I highly doubt she has enough strength to even crack a regular window. 

“Fuck!” She screams and I hear her whimper. My spine going straight and I turn my head and then pivot and walk out to the room. 

I see her holding her hand and growl as I see red lines running down her palm. 

“What do you do?” I growl as I grab her arm and she tries to pull back but I lift it. Her hand curled into a fist. 

“Let go of me!” She yells and I growl at her as she yanks her wrist again. 

“Why are you bleeding?” I ask angrily and look to the window. There’s no glass broken. I knew there wouldn’t be. But what the hell did she do?

“Show me.” I say as calmly as I can as she still struggles to pull her wrist from me. 

“Like you fucking care! You rapist piece of shit!” She hisses and I take a deep breath. 

It’s all in the contracts. I feel no guilt about what I did to her “friend”. I don’t walk around “raping” women outside of the Hallow. Fuck , I never even do it in the Hollow unless the girl signs up for black tier treatment. But the guidelines had to be broken for her little friends and for her. They’d all get what they deserved and so would my precious mouse. 

“Do as you are told and Open your fucking hand or I’ll make you open those fucking legs instead.” I warn her and she pauses. 

“Aren’t you going to anyways? That’s what you do ? Isn’t it? Force women to fuck you? You’re fucking pathetic!” She hisses at me and I take my other hand and grab her throat , her eyes widening and she whimpers as I collar her with my hand. I don’t squeeze, but fuck, I want to. She looks adorable with those wide terror filled eyes. Her little neck looks fucking perfect in my hand. 

“Show me. Your hand. Now, Jinx.” I say and she unfurls her hand and I look down. I snarl behind my mask. 

“What happened? Who did that?” I say , seeing not even red, but pitch fucking black. 

“Nobody did it” she says and I release her neck and take her tiny hand in both of mine and inspect the little cut. 

“I fell. In the woods.” She says her voice shaking as I gently run my fingertip over the meaty little part of her palm below her thumb. 

I relax , just a little bit. I wouldn’t have to cut anyone for hurting her. 

“We’ll clean it up in the shower.” I say. 

She huffs. 

“What do you mean we?” She asks and I let my chin lift. Looking at her. 

“Exactly what I said mouse” I say and then lower her hand. 

“No.” She says and I clench my jaw. 

“I’ve already seen you naked , mouse.  I watched you bathe earlier.” I say and her eyes widen.

“You what?!” She squeaks and steps back from me. 

“I watched you undress, watched you soak your body and wash your hair, watched you hug your knees and cry. It was beautiful.” I say and she clenches her jaw. 

“You sick fuck” she growls and turns and grabs the closest thing to her. Which is a notebook on the desk near the window and hurls it at me. It flies up and the pages flutter as it smacks against my thigh and falls to the floor. I laugh. She grabs the next thing closest to her, a small stapler and throws it. I simply lean to the side and let it hit the floor behind me. 

“Youre going to pick all this up little mouse” I say and she growls and yanks the small lamp from the desk. The light going out as the cord is pulled from the wall and she throws it. The lamp shade hits my arm. But the the base swings by and then it all hits the floor and I hear the shatter of the bulb. 

“Should I stand closer? Your aim is terrible , angel” I say and she screams and grabs the drawer and her hand yanks it open and she snags a pair of scissors. 

“Mmmm, what are you going to do with those little mouse?” I ask as I take a step closer and she stumbles back around the desk and to the wall. 

“Stab you! Stay away from me!” She screams and I grin behind my mask. She didn’t have it in her. At least not yet. Somewhere deep down she had it in her to hurt another human being. But not quite yet. 

I undo the tactical vest and slide it off as she pants and just watches. She holds the scissors by their finger holds and points them at me. I drop the vest and watch her eyes as she tries to figure out what I’m doing. 

Her outstretched hand shakes. The scissors wobbling in her hand and I grab my t shirt, and lift it up. I don’t miss the way her pretty eyes fall to my bare chest and the way her pretty mouth scowls. 

“What are you doing?” She asks and I say nothing as I continue to walk over to her. Slowly. 

“I swear I’ll do it. I’ll fucking stab you.” She says and I smile behind my mask. I’d fucking let her too. It would hurt. But I’d be so proud of my little mouse. Her back bone was strengthening but she wasn’t as strong as she could be. Not enough to drive a pair of scissors into a man’s chest or stomach. 

I reach out and she yelps as I take her hand , and point the end of the scissors right over my heart and step closer. Towering over her. 

“Where do you want to stab me?” I ask. 

“I’ll do it, I swear I’ll do it” she says as the scissors push. But only because I’m leaning into them. 

“Go ahead.” I tell her as I then remove my hand from hers and place both on the wall behind her. 

“Do it Angel, make me bleed.” I groan. 

She’s breathing so fast and her hand shakes and she looks up at me. At the mask. 

She pushes the point of the scissors harder. 

I groan. 

“Yes Angel, go on” I say and she whimpers. 

“Youre fucked up” she whispers and her hand drops and I groan. 

“You have no idea my tiny little mouse” I say and then grab her chin and make her look back up me. 

“Take your clothes off.” I say and she shakes her head as the rest of her trembles. 

“Would you like me to do it?” I ask and she shakes her head. 

“Well then , you have two options….you undress yourself…or I do it for you. I’m letting you choose.” I say and she scowls even as she shakes. 

“Doesn’t sound like much of a choice.” She says through her teeth and tips her chin up even higher. I smile behind my mask as she tries to exhibit what little defiance I allow her to have. 

“Youre lucky you’re getting a choice , little mouse. Blair didn’t get a choice.” I say and her eyes flare. As if she forgot what I did to her friend. 

“Fuck you.” He hisses. 

“Get naked.” I counter and she smacks my hand from her chin and I growl. 

“Have it your way , mouse.” I growl before grabbing her , making her scream and lick and fight me as I pull and rip her clothes from her perfect body. 

“Fuck you! Stop! Stop!” She screams and my cock pulses and I groan. My mouth fucking watering and my cock leaking pre cum as I get her clothes off while listening to her scream. 

I grab her naked body and she cries out as I carry her to the shower.

“Let me out!” She screams as I bring her in. Not caring that I’m soaking my jeans and my boots. 

I turn her to the water. 

“Now” I growl as I hold her still thrashing body. 

“Either you clean yourself or I do it.” I growl. 

She stops fighting and whimpers. She’s crying again. 

“Alright then.” I say and release her and grab the soap. 

“Don’t fucking touch me!” She screams and turns and grabs the soap from my hand. 

I step back. Heart pounding and I watch her. Standing there. Naked as sin. Soaked from the shower head.

“Youre sick” she hisses as she cries. Her pouty little lower lip trembles as she sniffles and grabs the washcloth from the side and lathers it with the soap. 

“Less insults. More cleaning your delicious body.” I say and she snarls and glares at me and chucks the soap at me and I laugh which only pisses her off. 

“Mmm, good little mouse” I say as she starts cleaning her face and neck and she scowls at me. 

“I’m going to kill you” she says and I smile behind my mask. 

“You had your chance. You failed, pathetically I might add.” I say and she rubs the soapy washcloth over her breasts. 

“You’ll pay for this, all of it” she growls. 

“Mhm, sure mouse. Whatever you say angel.” I smirk behind my mask. 

“I’ll sue you. I’ll sue this place!” She says as she keeps washing. 

“Mhm.” I hum. Knowing there’s no shot. Even if they tried. Their agreements and contracts leave zero loopholes for any lawyers to argue against what they came here for. 

I watch as she huffs and whimpers as she finishes cleaning herself and undoes her braids and washes her hair again, then rinses off and I turn the shower off. 

“Dry off. Then get on my bed.” I say and she straightens her lips. 

“I’m not going anywhere near your fucking bed.” She says and I laugh and then undo my belt. 

When she notices I’m undressing she darts from the shower and curses to herself and yanks a towel from the side of the room and wraps it around herself. 

I remove my clothes as she leaves the bathroom.  I clean myself of the filthy bitch Blair. I clean my cock of her cunt. Scrubbing my balls and my thighs from the way she’d came all over my cock like the sick fucking slut she is. My mouse didn’t need to know her friend enjoyed it far more than she hated it. I’d made sure she came. Before unleashing hell on her cunt. Before making her regret her decisions and being a bad friend to my mouse. 

I wrap a larger towel around myself  , dry off the outside of my mask, and walk into the room. 

She stands there. Looking around. 

“Where’s my bag?” She asks. 

I don’t answer and walk to my closet. Trading out my damp mask for another. The same exact one for a dry one. I drop my towel and dress. 

“Where are my clothes?” She asks with impatience. 

I pull on my boxer briefs. My socks. A new pair of pants. A new belt. A different but same pair of dry boots. I grab a fresh shirt. Pulling it on as I smile. Liking the way she’d went slack jawed for a moment earlier as I’d taken it off. She’d liked me shirtless. Maybe for a very brief moment. But little mouse enjoyed seeing my bare chest and stomach. Her pretty little eyes blinked several times as she took in the indents near my hips. Before remembering she was supposed to hate me and wanted to stab me. 

I grab another shirt and walk out and throw it on the bed. 

“Where is my stuff?” She asks. 

“Don’t know.” I say. Except I do know. But she wouldn’t be wearing anymore of her clothes. 

“I can’t just wear a shirt. I need underwear.” She says and I grin to myself. 

“No. You really don’t mouse.take the shirt or don’t. In fact , I’ll just take that back, I’ve decided I want you naked” I say and go to reach for it. But she snatches it up and holds it to her. 

I reach out and she turns. But it’s not the shirt I want. I grab the towel and yank it off her and she yelps and her hands drop the shirt and she covers herself as much as she can. as if o haven’t already seen all of her. 

“Tell me something angel” I say as I look her petite frame up and down. 

“Youre a virgin , but have you ever had a man eat your pussy?” I ask and she sucks in a breath and backs up as I grab her and lift her and she screams as I throw her onto my bed. 

“No! Stop!” She screams. 

“Butcher! Please!” She cries and I stop as I push her legs apart. I growl. Why does her saying my name like that make me so fucking weak? 

“You’ll enjoy it. I promise.” I say and then reach over pull her up the bed as I climb on. 

“Please. No” she cries as I force her hands up. Tying them to the bed. The tears come again. Does she know how fucking pretty she is when she cries? 

I reach over. Opening the drawer. Pulling out a blind fold. 

“No, no” she cries and looks up at me. 

“Butcher, please” she cries and I groan and close my eyes behind my mask. Clenching my jaw. 

I open them. And slide the blind fold on. Then pull my mask off and toss it on the bed as I look down at her. Writhing and squirming. Her naked body right there, every beautiful, pretty little inch of her, bare before me. I take it in. Taking deep breaths. Having to remind myself to breathe as I look at her. 

“Shhhhhhh” I whisper as I take my hands and grab her hips and still her movements. Her entire body trembling. 

“This won’t hurt, I promise” I whisper and then dip down , listening to her whine and gasp as I kiss and lick her nipples. Taking my time. Teasing my tongue for the treat I know waits for me between her legs.  I want her soaked when I get there. I want the flavor of her pouring from that tight little cunt and soaking her pretty pussy lips. 

“Good girl” I whisper as I flick her nipple with my tongue. I don’t bite them. Knowing she doesn’t like pain. I want her to love every fucking second of this. I want her angry with how fucking much she enjoys it. So I give my little mouse what sweet girls like her need. 

Soft kisses , soft touches. Praise and compliments. I keep my dirty thoughts and words at bay. Feeding her only words that could be considered romantic. I’m gentle with her perfect little nipples and her body as my hands graze and move and dip all over her. My fingertips leaving feather light touches on her skin as she keeps begging for me to stop , but shivers and lets her traitorous moans slip from her mouth accidentally. 

“Butcher” she exhales as my mouth begins working down her stomach and I groan at the soft sound of my name. 

“Yes Mouse?” I groan and kiss her navel. She whimpers. 

“Please, stop” she says softly. 

“That’s not what you truly want.” I tell her. 

“We both know it. We both know I’m about ten kisses away from finding your pretty pussy all wet and ready to be tatsed” I groan as I kiss down. Two more kisses. Between her navel and pelvis. 

“Butcher” she whimpers. She doesn’t want me to keep going. Because she wants what I’m about to do to her. Part of her doesn’t. But the other part of her does. 

“Not the entire weekend has to be a nightmare for you Jinx, if you’re just a good girl, and let me reward you, for being such a brave little mouse” I groan and kiss , two more. Right on her hip bone. 

“Why, why are you doing this?” She whimpers. 

“Because I can’t NOT do this, I can’t NOT taste you , angel” I hum and lay between her legs. 

“Now spread these real wide, show me how much you actually want it little mouse”