Ashes to Ashes (Nightmare on Lull Lane)

Chapter 1

Cala Lily - For Funsy

He’s watching us from across the room. He’s been watching us for years.

Pervert. Cala’s dad’s best friend since high school, I know he’s been watching us since we were little, I’ve seen him.

The minute Cala’s tits came in, he took notice.

And now he’s leering at me as I slide up and down a pole, not knowing this is his last day on earth.

I have plans for him and others, he’s just lucky number one.

The song comes to an end and I nod to the shadows in the corner, the three men sitting there have been protecting my girl, my other half.

Preventing others from approaching her, looking at her, even breathing in her direction.

They love my crazy. They fucking thrive on it just as much as they love Cala’s sweetness. It makes us perfectly well-rounded.

With a sexy strut, I leave the stage and make a beeline for Chad, because of course his name is Chad.

He perks up when I take a seat next to him, downing his drink in one gulp.

I know, I know, we’re not old enough to drink, but it’s okay, the owner looks the other way.

And after tonight, I won’t be back because I have other plans.

He stares at me, his eyes wandering over my body slowly, his gaze moves down. My top half is still uncovered from my performance, my tits on full display. I’m wearing nothing but a skimpy pair of bikini bottoms and heels.

I smile, “Like what you see?” All he can do is nod so I continue, “I know you’ve been watching me. I knew you would be here and now that I’m not underage, I think we should take this somewhere quieter?” I whisper seductively.

Chad clears his throat, “Yeah, I mean sounds good.”

Clapping my hands, “Goody. Here’s the address you should meet me at. We’re going to have some fun.” I rattle off the address as he puts it into his phone. I strut off, towards the shadows, as he rushes to his car.

Daze hands me a top and I slip it on, it hangs down to my knees.

Well I’m covered now. The shirt, Daze’s shirt, smells like forest rain, it calms me.

If Cala knew this was how we were dressing at night she would have a coronary, but I’m in control right now.

Cala can have us back in the morning. The shadows lead the way as we exit the club, not that I need an escort. I do like having arm candy, though.

Hunter gets behind the wheel as Peck holds my door open for me. I pat his cheek as I slide into the passenger seat because I am a passenger princess. Peck and Daze slide into the back and Hunter takes off, handing me a smoke to get my head clear.

I know what I want to do, but Cala’s still in my head, her sweetness and good heart at war with my thoughts. I hope she knows I’m doing this because I want her to be happy and safe.

I flick the cigarette out the window right as Hunter's hand trails up my leg and with his skilled hand, he pushes my thong out of the way. His fingers find my clit, and he rubs it lightly, making me squirm, but at the same time it makes me giddy. Anyone can see us and I like that thought. He pulls his finger away right as we pull up to the warehouse, Chad’s car outside already.

I glare at Hunter who grins, “We’ll give him a show.”

I can work with that. Daze pulls out my blow torch and I run my hand over it, loving that I can make anything into fire.

The guys stick to the shadows, letting me take the lead. Chad is pacing in the warehouse, confused as to why I asked to meet here. He jumps when the door slams shut, “Sorry, I’m late.”

He looks worried, but shakes his head, “No worries. Why did you want to do this here?” His question is valid, and he will soon find out exactly why I wanted to meet him.

I whip the shirt that Daze gave me over my head in one gesture and toss it to the side, then I step in front of him, picking up his hand to place on my chest, “Secrecy, right? I mean you don’t want my dad to find out, or worse, your wife, right?”

He nods his head, “Yeah, yeah, of course,” his nerves are obvious.

I let him run his finger over my body, letting him cop the feel he’s wanted for years.

I even let him pull my bottoms off and watch as he sinks to the floor in front of me.

He parts my lips, and his tongue licks all the way up to my clit.

After I orgasm, if he can do it of course, then I’ll get down to the real fun.

His tongue lashes at the sensitive nub, as he slides two fingers into my slick, wet, throbbing pussy.

Fuck, at least it feels good. Shame that he has to go.

He thrusts his thick fingers in and out, as I ride his face and as I’m about to come, he’s ripped away, Daze glaring at me, “No!”

I tip my head, pouting “I was about to reach the big O.” Not only am I now agitated but I am also extremely turned on.

“Let him watch how it’s really done,” Hunter says from behind me.

Looking up, I lock eyes with Chad who is being pushed down by Peck, his eyes still full of lust. Daze unzips his pants and picks me up, impaling me on his huge cock, “Ours,” he growls.

Yeah, I’m theirs. Over Daze’s shoulder, Hunter is tying a panicked and confused Chad to a chair.

The outline of his erect cock, still visible through his pants. The sick pervert!

“Fuck me,” I whisper to Daze and his thrusts get harder and harder, my back stinging as it rubs along the wall he slammed me against, but I love it.

For one moment, I’m lost in the feeling of him, of what he’s doing to me.

And then I fall off the cliff, crying out as my walls clench causing Daze to finish inside me.

“Now, that’s how you fuck a girl like her,” Peck tells Chad who’s still rock hard and strapped to a chair.

Not even bothering to cover up, I stride over to Chad, unzip his pants and pull out his hard cock.

“You’re one sick fuck.” He doesn’t answer, I’m not sure if he fully understands what is happening or going to happen.

“Chad, what kind of sick and twisted things do you get into?” I snort as I slide my hand up and down his cock, letting him think this is all a game and he’s about to get lucky.

I feel his cock pulse, knowing he’s close and that’s when I let go of it, “Do you want to come?”

He nods, “Please.”

Is he a submissive? The way he’s acting makes me think he is, he’s letting me take control of this.

“I’d love nothing more than to make you come, but we have other business to tend to,” I tell him.

He looks at me confused, “What?”

I grin, “You’ve been watching me for years, with your perverted eyes following my every move. I could turn you in, but we both know the cops won’t do anything. But that’s not why you’re here. You’re here because I want to torture my parents,” I state matter of factly “You’re unlucky number one.”

He still looks confused, he’s not getting it, but it’s okay I’ll soon change that. Looking over my shoulder I glance at Hunter who produces his knife, the one he carries in his boot. He has plenty more, and I know all the places he hides them. Kinky, right?

“You weren’t directly involved, but my parents did something unimaginable years ago.

You knew what they did, yet you stayed quiet.

You knew, probably watched, my parents rape Savannah and I can’t let that go unpunished.

So I’m justice in the flesh. Don’t worry though, you’ll see my parents soon enough,” I stab him in the chest as he screams.

He stares down at the knife protruding from his sternum, his screaming becomes louder and more frantic. As he wails, I laugh and Daze lights my blow torch. When I turn around Chad’s eyes lift to lock with mine. His snot filled pleas fill my ears as fat tears fall from his eyes.

“Ashes to ashes, we all fall down,” I sing, sweeping the torch back and forth, laughing at the screams that fill the air.

The shadows watch with smiles, letting me live my best life.

After ten minutes or so, I’ve lost track of time, the screams die.

Backing away, I let the guys pour gasoline around his body and over his head.

Once they are done, I aim the torch to the floor near what’s left of Chad’s feet, igniting him up in flames.

Watching his skin melting until his bone peeks through until finally, he’s nothing but a pile of ash.

No more pervy stares for Cala or all the other girls he watched.

Oh well. I mean besides Cala’s dad, not many people will miss him.

Turning my blow torch off, I turn to the guys.

“First one down, more to go. Are you ready for more fun, boys?”

Daze and Peck start putting away the gasoline and my blow torch before leading us outside to leave. Reaching the car, Hunter kisses me as he opens my door, “We will take you home, and then come back to take care of what’s left of him.”

I yawn, “Thank you.”

It’s time for Cala to sleep, she has college applications to fill out in the morning.