Sorry for the long break (stuff and lots of more stuff)
Part 3 of my Murderer 141 🔪 x kidnapped reader (Final part :D)
This is smut ladies and gentlemen ;) Sexual and non-con activities up ahead!!
You wish you could say you saw this coming, but instead, your hands were tied and your mouth gagged in the back of a moving vehicle.
Tears spill from your dazed eyes as they stain the random clutter surrounding you. you wanted to scream, thrash around, try your best to escape but your head throbbed with a pounding sensation. Each bump on the road made you jump, the clutter sliding around.
You look for anything, a sharp tool or edge to rip at the meticulously tied rope but nothing. it was just pieces of cardboard, a few small duffel bags, empty plastic storage containers, and the fresh smell of bleach.
Finally, you feel the car stop, the sounds of muffled footsteps on breaking sticks closing in. You shut your eyes, rubbing the tears against the sandpaper-textured trunk floor. The door opens, the light piercing past your eyelids and making you twitch.. did they see it?
Price flicked his fingers against your cheek. obviously, he saw.
"Now if I untie you.. you promise you won't run?"
He chuckled, pulling the gag out of your mouth.
You watch him intently. Should you agree and make a run for it or just stay silent? Would you even outrun him?
He smiles.. that innocent ol' smile you trusted so much. He grabbed your quivering hands in his, untying the rope nice and slowly. Letting you adjust your wrist and stretch out your arms. You sit on the edge of the car trunk, peering over his large torso at the surrounding area. A thick pattern of pine trees extends to the edge of your sight everywhere. Not a single sign or post, the trail wasn't even paved out. The smell of nature was intoxicating, making you scrunch your face at how strong your senses seemed to repulse at the air.
Or maybe it was the bleach mixing in with everything.
Price watches your eyes search for freedom and humanity but nothing. He watches as hope escapes your dilated little pupils.
Oh how he wished he could keep you for himself, a frightened little deer in headlights, a lost animal in the freezing rain. His lost little pet.
You look up at him, your body trembling, some part of you knowing no one will come and save you. They made sure of it.
You nod your head silently, letting him guide you to wherever. Running was futile, the sun was slowly setting behind the trees casting decrepit shadows across the ground. You follow him to a wooden manor, something you think you'd see in every slasher. He opens the door, stepping aside for you to step in first. Ladies first right?
You walk in slowly, the wooden planks making a low creak with every movement. At some point, you thought of what they would do next. torture you? starve you? play cat and mouse till you tire out and wither away? Fucking hell you were scared, getting kidnapped and dumped into a "Nowhere forest".
Price places a hand on your shoulder, leaning down into your ear, grabbing at your waist with his other. His touch is colder.. rougher than ever before. You let out a small gasp, titling your head up against him. Play it cool.. play it cool... your heart was racing, and sure as hell he felt it.
"fuck you.." You whimper out, trying to pry his hands away from you.
You were certain they'd kill you... tear your heart out and eat it like demons. Right?
"You'll be the one doing that for me Love"
He pushes you against the wall, your back arched perfectly as you yelp in pain before his hands grip tightly around your neck.
"That right.. scream for me Doll"
He tugs down your skirt along with your panties, letting them drop down to the floor. You squirm against his hold but to no avail. You hated it.. you hated it... But your body was screaming the opposite.
"Don't worry... I'll prepare you"
Price spits on his calloused fingers, rubbing them along your stomach down to your cunt. Stopping when he realizes how soaked you were. ".. You're enjoying this?" He let go of your neck.
He smeared your juices against your folds, Fucking hell you were dripping. He pushed one finger in with ease, listening to the sweet gushing sounds your pussy made. And another.. spreading his fingers apart inside of you.
".. just fingering your sweet little cunt got you dripping like this love"
You moaned, your body betraying your thoughts. You didn't want this! You..You didn't!
He stopped abruptly like he knew what you were thinking.
"n.o" you squeal out. He smiles letting his fingers sink slowly into you.
You look up at him, desperation coating your eyes as you begin to bounce up and down his fingers. Your hands landed on either of his shoulders, quicking the pace of your hips.
"Price... move.." You beg him through pathetic moans. His fingers were drenched in your wetness, your gummy walls desperately needing to be stretched.
He slips his fingers out quickly replacing it with his achingly hard cock. You squeal as he slams into you, completely bottoming out in one swift thrust. Tears stream down your face as he plows into you, jackhammering himself into your little entrance.
You wrap your legs around him, making him penetrate himself even deeper.
He breathes out with each thrust, reaching an all-time new high for him. Being the gentle trusting Price for so long, he finally let himself loose. You were sure he came in you.. white puddles of his warm cum coating his Dick. But he kept at it, somehow.. pounding you harder like his life depended on it.
"Price!.. S-Stop!" You choked out between hiccuped moans and screams.. you felt yourself losing consciousness. The sound of his heavy balls slapping against the red of your ass over and over, his hands bruising the fat of your hips.
His thrust became sloppy.. and rushed full of need before finally releasing even more of his cum inside of you. With a few final thrusts, he stopped but refused to take himself out of you.
Simon leaned against the, his hands crossed. you look over in horror and embarrassment forgetting there were three more.
The front door creaked opened.
Gaz just stared dropping his duffel bag as Soap peered over him. They stayed silent before smiling at Price who finally seemed to come to his senses.
"My turn" (soap and Simon)
