*Interim while I have a new chapter ready, here’s a short story that will whet your appetite of what’s to come and everything I’m working on! Also, I haven’t edited this in awhile. It might be riddled with cliches and too much telling.
Josh and Ginger were in his bedroom, kissing. He slipped his hand under her shirt and squeezed her left breast – a little too hard.
“Ouch,” she said. “I like it rough but you’re hurting me.”
“I’m sorry,” he said through his breath. He loosened his grip.
They continued kissing as he squeezed it gently and squeezed again. He knew how far he could go before he got what he wanted.
“Ow,” she said again. “Stop.”
He smiled at her with a hint of malice and shoved her on her back. He grabbed the handcuffs in his back pocket and attached her hands to his bedpost.
Ginger relaxed. “That’s more like it.” She smiled seductively.
She has no idea why I like it this way.
He grabbed a blade from his other back pocket and hacked all of her clothes off until she was completely naked.
Ginger tensed after he finished. “What are you going to do to me?” She was trembling with tears on her cheeks
Josh played these bondage games with Ginger where it led to great sexual pleasure for the both of them. This time, he did what he wanted to do to her from the beginning.
He squeezed both of her breasts, hard, until she squealed with pain. Then he sliced into Ginger, hacking off each limb, and feasting on her flesh.
“Damn was she tasty,” he said as he licked the last drop of blood on his fingertips.
Josh wasn’t a zombie or a serial killer. He just ate flesh because it was his preferred source of protein. He particularly enjoyed eating girls that were into S&M. It always worked out well that way because they never expected the end result.
He never ate flesh until he was in high school. He had thought about cannibalism as a way of helping de-populate the Earth a bit. He thought how brilliant an idea this was. Why can’t we all find alternative sources of protein that will also help the planet in a “green” way?
His parents were health neurotics so he rarely had the chance to eat meat. When he tried meat for the first time, he enjoyed it but felt let down. He wasn’t satisfied with the taste.
When he finally ate someone, it happened by accident.
Beth was his Chemistry lab partner. They were working on an experiment for class and he invited her over to his place. His parents were in the city celebrating their twenty fifth wedding anniversary. He knew he had the house to himself.
Josh also had a crush on Beth. She was a voluptuous, brown haired, blue-eyed beauty and she liked S&M.
“I think I should go home,” she said. “It’s getting late.”
“No,” he said. “We should get this right.”
Beth looked at the wall clock above the fridge. It was nine thirty.
Josh watched her bite her lip while mulling how to get the equation right. He grabbed her face and kissed her. She kissed him back.
Fuck yes, he thought.
He led her to the living room sofa. There he immediately ripped open her black button down shirt. She had no bra.
“Naughty, naughty,” he told her. He kissed her again.
She giggled in response. Then she licked her lips. He felt the heat in between her thighs.
He kissed and squeezed her breasts. He nibbled on them softly as she moaned with pleasure. Then he bit her right nipple. She continued to moan. Then he bit her nipple so hard, he swallowed it. Beth moaned even more. She never once looked down as the blood spewed from her breast.
He continued on with the left nipple. After he bit that one off, he noticed she stopped moving. She passed out. He bit off the flesh of her breasts, her cheeks, her arms, her legs/thighs, and finally her calves. He was full by the time he reached her feet but he kept going.
When he was finished, there was blood on the couch, pillows, and the floor. He immediately wrapped her body in a large trash bag and put her in the back of his car. He planned to discard it later.
He managed to clean up the mess well enough that when the police came by looking for Beth the next day, the place was spotless. Beth was missing for good.
Josh ate very well. He knew it would get complicated if he kept eating women with families and social connections. He preyed on antisocial women. He felt guilty about Beth because he went to the funeral and didn’t know what to do with himself. He wanted to confess but knew he would immediately go to jail. He kept this secret and made a vow never to eat a girl with many intimate connections. For him, it meant the easier it’d be to eat with no hassle.
There were many S&M places he only requested to have the women perform at his place. Many girls have gone missing after seeing him but no one put two and two together until Candy came along.
Candy worked as a dominatrix at Ball and Chain located in the heart of the city. Josh ordered a girl from there sporadically not to raise any red flags.
He never asked for Candy because he felt she would have more intimate relations than some of the other girls.
Candy was bad-ass. She loved her job and did it well. She also noticed that many of the friends she made at Ball and Chain were disappearing.
“Hey Max,” she asked the owner of Ball of Chain. “Where are Shari, Susan, and Solange? I haven’t seen them in close to a month.”
“I don’t know,” he said. “You tell me. Seems like every time a girl goes to see that weird guy, they never come back. Maybe he converts them to getting real jobs or something.”
“What’s so weird about him?”
“He always asks questions – personal questions – about our girls. Like, do they have friends and family, are they friendly with other people. He’s just weird.”
“I’ve gotta see this guy.”
“So I can lose you too? No way. You are one of our best here. I don’t want to lose you.”
“Don’t worry about it, Max. I love this job too much to let some ass convert me. I just want to check him out for myself.”
“I’ll set it up,” he said. Candy smiled.
What Josh didn’t know was that Candy had a plan to derail him and his future plans, involuntarily.
When Josh got the call about Candy, he was almost nervous.
She might be too hard to eat. Maybe she won’t even let me tie her up. But maybe she’ll taste even better after the struggle. Why haven’t I eaten her yet? Oh yeah, she knows too many people. She’s the prized dominatrix. I better be careful with this one and just nibble on something.
He knew he couldn’t do the old squeezing tactic when she was tied up. He had to think of something else. He would let her tie him up, do their thing, and then he would beg to let him tie her up. After that, he would nibble on her calves for a bit. Then call Ball and Chain about her moving last minute. That would work.
He knew she was a tough woman. He knew her reputation and had seen her in person. She looked like a slimmer version of Chyna from WWF back in the day. But she was actually very attractive.
When she came over, he was ready for her. What he didn’t know was that she was ready for him also.
She knocked on his door once.
Josh put on his best game face and opened the door.
“Hi Candy,” he said.
“Josh,” she said. She surveyed his place with disdain.
“Make yourself comfortable,” Josh said. “I like to talk a little before getting started. Would that be all right with you?”
“No,” she said. She thought better of it and smiled. “Sure, Josh. We can talk for a bit. Can I get something to drink? I’m a little thirsty.”
“No problem. What would you like?”
“Water would be best. I need to stay hydrated for tonight’s activities.”
“Good point,” he said.
He went to the fridge and pulled out the water pitcher.
It was a little rough in the beginning but it seems like this should be a good session. She has a nice amount of mass on her body. I’m sure I’ll be satisfied by the end of the night. I’m glad I didn’t have lunch.
He brought her the glass of water and sat across from her on his couch.
“So why haven’t you called me before?” said Candy.
“I guess I was waiting for a special occasion to ask for you. I hear you are the best at Ball and Chain. I guess I was a little intimidated by you.”
Candy grinned. “Well, I don’t bite unless you ask me to. Oh well, pay me to anyway.”
They both laughed politely.
“Shall we get started?” she said.
“Sure,” he said. He led her to a room the size of a den full of whips, chains, and other accessories.
“We’ll be in here.”
“Great,” she said. “I’ll get changed. Where is the bathroom?”
He pointed to a door at the far end of the room. “You can change in there. It’s also used if the activities move in there.”
“You’ve got it all planned out,” she said.
“I sure do,” he said.
Candy stepped into the bathroom and Josh smiled to himself.
This is going to be a great night.
He walked over to a small closet hidden behind the open door and opened a brown trunk. This trunk had scalping tools like different sized blades and operating tools.
He liked to use his serrated blade first to frighten the women and then scale back down to a good knife that allowed him to cut off the flesh easily. Sometimes biting into the flesh was too messy.
He took both cutting tools and conveniently taped them on the ceiling by the hanging hooks.
He was ready for Candy.
When Candy came out of the bathroom, Josh salivated – a little.
Candy had on a leather girdle with her supple bare breasts hanging out and a garter belt. Her thighs were juicy and her snack satisfying arms held a small whip.
She’s going to taste so good.
In the midst of his excitement, Josh didn’t make the time to get ready for her show.
Immediately, Candy started.
“Strip,” she told him.
He obeyed without hesitation.
“Before we start, is there any particular thing you’re really into? Something I should know?”
“Just do what you do,” he said.
“Fair enough,” she said. She tied him up to the hooks on the ceiling.
She took the whip and smacked him on the behind.
“Harder please,” he said.
“Don’t speak unless spoken to,” she said.
She responded by whipping him again.
This went on for a good hour.
Josh became antsy and he was hungry. He would look at the knives on the ceiling every time she whipped him. He thought of ways he could create a diversion or reverse roles on her somehow.
After ten minutes, Candy noticed his eyes kept going to the ceiling.
“What are you looking at?” she said still in character.
She noticed two blades taped right by the hooks.
“So this is what you used for my friends, huh?”
“What?” he said. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
She ripped the blades from the ceiling and shook them in his face.
“Why are these taped up there, huh?”
“For safety reasons.”
She nodded to herself. “Is that right?”
She pulled the tape off of the serrated knife and slashed his right cheek. He only moaned in pleasure.
If I could just persuade her to untie me, then I can eat. This is arousing. Maybe she’ll keep going and we can have sex and then I can eat her. Yeah.
“You afraid of me, Josh?”
“No, that’s not it.”
“Then tell me, what exactly is it?”
She slashed his other cheek. He smiled, hard.
Candy cocked her head to the side, studying Josh. She didn’t know what to do with him next. She realized his little game. She would play with him until he got tired. After that, she was lost.
“I play rough,” he finally said.
She smelled the bullshit and stuck the knife in his stomach. Change of plans. She would watch him bleed to death and then leave quietly.
“Bitch,” he said. The blood slowly trickled down his legs and on the floor.
“So do I,” she said. “Good riddance, douchebag.”
She took the knife out of his stomach and stabbed him again in the same place.
As he lost consciousness indefinitely, he thought, This is why I didn’t ask for her in the first place!
That was his last thought.