6. Noah
NOAH
OCTOBER FLASHBACK
Angela’s nails dig into my arm even through my black button-down shirt. She still has my fucking coat, and I’m starting to shiver. Thankfully, our group is next to enter the Eloise Asylum.
“Have fun inside. Don’t wander off the path that’s lit up by the LED lights. If you do, you’ll be removed immediately and banned,” the worker says without even looking up at us.
The man sitting behind the podium almost looks bored. His speech was most likely written on the small, taped-down piece of paper next to where his hand rests on a comic book.
“The souls that died in the Eloise Asylum still haunt these halls. Don’t go pissing them off.”
He tries to sound spooky, and Angela’s claws grip onto me tighter, but I can’t even hide my laugh. These people don’t know the true meaning of horror.
The doors open, letting the sounds of screaming patrons flood around us.
The sweet sounds of real screams and true fear is all I truly want.
Not the fake, over-hyped, and overpriced garbage the world tries to pass as scary around every Halloween.
No, I want to taste real fear as it bleeds out of someone. Soon…So soon.
“Come on, Teddy Bear. The line’s moving.”
Angela drags me forward. Two couples are ahead of us, but they shut the door behind us, leaving Angela and me in the back of the group. She tugs on my arm for me to bend so she can whisper in my ear.
“I know he said not to wander from the path, but think about it, baby. We could go find one of those electric shock therapy rooms. You could fuck me while you have me restrained…completely at your mercy,” she laughs, and I can’t help the blood rushing to my cock at the thought of it.
“Whatever you want, Princess,” I whisper as my lips trace along her pulse point in her neck. Her heart is racing, and I can feel each beat against my tongue.
“Yay, okay. After they turn the corner, we’ll head off down that hall. I looked up a map online that some urban explorers posted on Reddit. I know exactly where to go for the fun stuff.”
The flashing strobe lights flicker in those blue eyes of hers.
If only they weren’t blue, her looks alone would be a perfect match.
Her hair is the same strawberry blonde I remember.
She wears that sweet vanilla body spray that mimics the one from Body Fantasies, just like she used to.
Her smile is sweet, just like my little rabbit’s...
If only she didn’t have blue fucking eyes and her personality wasn’t the polar opposite of what my little rabbit could be like today.
“Are you coming, Teddy Bear?” she asks quietly as she tugs on my arm.
“Coming, Princess.”
I go to adjust my cock that’s pressing against the zipper of my jeans, but she notices and quickly palms the bulge. The zipper bites painfully as she adds more pressure.
“Already hard for me, baby?” she laughs, and the sound is like nails on a chalkboard to me.
I can’t take one more fucking second of her high-pitched voice and her fake, ditzy laugh. It’s nauseating. Her looks may be a perfect match, but that’s as far as it goes. There’s no way my little rabbit would have even a hint of personality similar to this woman.
“Yes. Now show me where the room is. I need to be inside you, Princess.”
I grip her arms tighter and start walking her backward down the hall.
Her eyes widen with fear and desire at my sudden change in demeanor.
I can’t hold onto the facade much longer.
It’s cracking, splitting open at the seams, and slowly letting the darkness seep out of me. This hunt has been taking far too long.
“Fuck, Noah. I like it when you’re rough. Why aren’t you like this more often?” she nervously giggles as she turns around to pull me down the hall.
“You wouldn’t survive my darkness,” I hiss under my breath, the sound too quiet for her to hear.
“Here we are,” she says as she finally stops in front of a door open just a crack.
Its small glass window is grimy and discolored from age. The air smells damp, and the lingering scent of bleach is so potent you can almost taste it. God only knows what happened in here.
“Come on. We’ll need to get back before someone starts to wonder where the two lovebirds snuck off to.”
Thankfully, she’s turned away as she pulls me into the room. She can’t see the way I grimace at the word love. Doesn’t she know a monster like me would never love someone like her? No, this monster only loves one person, and she’s been a fucking ghost for the last fifteen years of my life.
Angela rips her top off and lets her skirt drop to the floor. She bends to unzip her knee-high leather boots, but I stop her.
“Leave them on,” I growl as I grip her roughly by the hips and place her on the examination table. I want to get this over as quick as possible.
“Fuck, Teddy Bear. You definitely should be like this more often,” she moans as my fingers thrust inside her.
She’s soaked. I already knew she would be, yet I’m disappointed.
I wanted a slight gasp of pain mixed in with her moans.
Her fingers tangle in my hair as her lips nip and kiss along my neck and collarbone.
Her teeth scrape along my chest, and I groan from the sensation.
I thrust my hips between her thighs, adding to the pressure as I slip a third finger inside.
She gasps and drags her nails down my chest, raking over the bandaged newer wound I got this morning. Her fingers fumble with my belt as I increase the speed. Hips trying to thrust, but my other hand is gripped firmly around her hip, not allowing her to go anywhere.
“Fuck me. Please, Noah. I need you…”
“Shhh. Patients don't get to talk here, Princess.”
I saw the bite block still sitting on the table next to the old ECT machine. It’s old, used, and probably still has the taste of the last patient lingering in its wood. It’s perfect. Her eyes widen in fear when I reach back and grab it, lifting it to show her what it is.
“What the fuck, Noah? I’m not…”
Her words are silenced as I shove the wooden block past her lips and secure the band around her head. She screams and struggles against my hold before moaning as she thrusts herself harder on my fingers. She’s fucking loving this.
“That’s it, Princess. Be a good girl and bite down.”
I push her back onto the table and climb on top of her. I pin her down as I reach along the sides of the table blindly feeling for what I know should be there.
Bingo. They do still have restraints.
I quickly secure each wrist before kissing down her body. She screams as my teeth sink into the soft flesh of her hip bone, careful not to break the skin. Fuck. I needed this.
“Fuck, Princess. You taste so good,” I groan as my tongue teases along the bite mark, then lower to her soaked cunt.
She whimpers and writhes against my tongue as I drag it along her slit before sucking her sensitive clit into my mouth. Her back arches as she screams, but the bite block is stifling the sweet sounds. It's not enough. I need more.
I suck harder on her pulsing clit, letting my teeth clench around it. Her scream hits a higher decibel as she bites down.
“Fuck, Princess. Those sounds you’re making…” I groan as I lick her slowly, tasting everything. Her desire. Her fear. It’s fucking delicious. “I need more from you, though. Can you do that for me? Be a good girl and let me hear how much you love this.”
I bite down on the area between her pussy and her inner thigh. Her hips thrust up into me, knocking my jaw and making me bite down harder. It's still not enough.
I quickly stand, ripping my belt out of the belt loops and wrapping it around her neck. She stares up at me with a mixture of fear and fucking desire. It’s perfect, except for the color of her eyes.
I pull my pants down past my hips, letting them slide to the floor, then step out of my shoes, then my pants. She kicks her leg out at me as I step back between her thighs, but I catch it.
“What are you doing, Princess? I thought you said you wanted this.”
Unintelligible noises are muffled as she screams against the wooden bite block, but I can see it in her eyes how much she loves this.
I tease along her inner thigh, letting my fingers brush against the newest bite mark. Her eyes pinch shut, and her back arches as the pain travels through her body.
“Let’s see if we can get you more...comfortable.”
Her eyes snap open when the leather restraint is locked around the ankle of her boot. She flails, screaming as loud as she can and kicking out with her other leg until I manage to grab it. I slam it down on the metal table, and the sound echoes in the cold, damp room.
I restrain her other ankle before walking slowly toward the head of the table. Her eyes stay trained on me as I slowly stroke my cock, letting my thumb tease over the tip, making my body shudder.
I take my time, opening the condom and sliding it over my length. She watches intently, her breathing rapid, eyes wide with desire.
She mumbles something, but I can’t even slightly make out what she’s trying to say. I glance back down at my Rolex. It’s barely been twenty minutes. The experience is supposed to take forty, so I still have some time.
She tilts her head at me, then goes silent. My hand quickly wraps her hair around my fist while I lean and press my face against her neck.
“Don’t make a fucking sound unless you want this to stop,” I growl as I nip her earlobe.
She nods, letting me know she understood me.
“Fuck. You have no fucking clue how badly I needed this, Princess.”
I pull the band from over her head and let the bite block slide out of her mouth. She looks up at me with those glossed-over eyes and smiles.
She. Fucking. Smiles.
“Fuck me, Teddy Bear. I want you to ruin me,” she moans as she arches her body as much as she can in the restraints.
She lifts her head, exposing her neck to me, and I nearly come right there.
“You’ll regret saying that, Princess.”
Before she can say another word, I climb on top of her, pulling the belt tight around her throat.
At the same time, I shove my cock inside her.
Her body spasms as she screams. From the pain?
From the pleasure? Who fucking knows at this point.
All I know is her pussy feels so fucking good, tightening with each choked scream she gives me.
“That’s it, Princess. Scream for me.”
I pinch her clit as I start to fuck her harder. Each thrust of my hips causes the table to slide closer to the wall. The scraping sound of metal on concrete fills the room, mixing with each scream and grunt as I fuck her harder...deeper.
Each thrust causes the belt to loosen around her neck, and each time I pull out to the tip, I wrap the belt tighter around my fist until the only sound escaping her lips is a high-pitched whimper.
“Fuck...Yes...So fucking tight.”
With every thrust, the head of my cock hits a spot inside, sending her body arching to meet mine.
The belt is so tight around her throat that I can see the leather biting into her pale flesh. Her eyes are barely open, fluttering closed with each roll of my hips.
“That’s it, Princess. Just a little...more,” I groan as I feel her body tightening around my cock once more.
I let the belt loosen, allowing just a small breath of air to hit her lungs. She screams as she comes crashing back to reality, and that’s when I feel it. She’s not just coming from the pain or the pleasure. It’s the fucking fear, and dear God, is it perfect.
My fist twirls, wrapping the belt tight again as I begin to feel my balls tightening.
“Almost...Fuck...Almost there.”
I dig my fingers into the bite mark on her inner thigh, and that does it. The scream she lets out as her body clamps down on me is sinful.
I’m lost in the fantasy of her. My beautiful little rabbit…
"That was amazing, Teddy Bear," she rasps.
Reality comes crashing back into me.
It’s not her. She’s not here.
No. When I look at Angela, all I can see are those blue eyes.
If only they were green.