“Clean her out first boy, then spear the bitch!” The boy needed no second bidding. I felt his hands prise my cheeks apart and his tongue was in my anus before I had time to draw a breath. He gave my ass a most pleasurable tonguing and continued lapping my labia, perineum and anus for some time.
“Up boy!” his master ordered. “Spear the bitch!”
He was on his feet in a flash and met no resistance from my tight anal muscles, which he had lubricated nicely. Oh, I thought, if only all the butt fuckers were as considerate as the guy’s dog-boy!
He had only lunged twice into me, before I grasped that the big guy had begun to fuck the boy’s ass, causing him to still for a moment.
The lad tried to hold his bent position, while being butt fucked, but only ended up pushing me forward on the bench. I dipped my head in my hands and tried to concentrate on pushing my butt back to meet the boy’s lunges.
It all became a little frenzied when both men started to groan and jerk about and climax together. I missed out on an orgasm, but nevertheless enjoyed the novelty of the situation.
I held my pose, while they left the booth and then turned my head to see the legs of another man entering the booth, As soon as he had sat down he started clapping so I looked up.
“Bravo, bravo Beth!” said the man, whose voice I hoped I’d never hear again.
I nearly tumbled off the bench in shock, but managed to get my foot down onto the floor, spin round and sit down opposite the serial killer. Jürgen was sitting in a relaxed pose, with a huge grin on his face.
“How… how did you find me?” I stammered.
“Oh Beth, did you really think that you could keep your miraculously heroic escape quiet? My snitch told me that the police had you holed up somewhere. Then my friend Dolf gave me a bell and here I am!” He threw his arms out. “But why the fuck were you stupid enough to let the police persuade you to try and trap me again?”
“I… I… I wanted to see you…!” I stammered.
“You’re in the wrong place Beth, and those bumbling fools won’t realize until it’s too late!” he chuckled, clearly pleased with my ineptitude.
I didn’t know what to say. Should I tell him the police were already in the club, or that they had the place surrounded? He wouldn’t believe me, whatever I said, for he always seemed to be one step ahead of the authorities. I had been stupid, but what could he do while I was in the club?
I began to feel a little bolder.
“The police have already caught your murdering pals and they’ll get you!” I said boldly.
“Come on Beth. Where are they?” he held his hands out again, mocking me. “Beth I want you to get up and go through the doorway marked toilets, over there. Don’t make a scene, just do as I say.”
“No!” I said, “Leave me alone!” He picked up a controller from the seat and showed it to me.
“Beth, Dolf very kindly lent me his remote.”
My hands went up to my throat as he pushed the red button. My neck exploded again and despite knowing the effects of the jolt, I rolled off the seat and crumpled into a heap on the carpeted floor.
“Urrrrrrrrrgh,” I tried to scream, but the shock seemed to paralyze my throat.
My head, inside the tight hood, felt as though it was going to explode and my body had turned to jelly.
“Oh Beth, you never learn,” crowed the big man, grabbing my arm and hauling me to my feet.
“Leave me alone,” I muttered groggily, seemingly unable to raise my voice.
I was also unable to resist his strength, as he half walked, half dragged me to the exit door and beyond into the brightly lit corridor.
“What a waste,” he muttered, pushing me in the back. My heels click-clacked on the ceramic tile flooring. “In there!” He steered me against the men’s toilet door. My weight pushed it open and I had no choice but to move into the small lobby.
For a moment I had my back to him, enabling me to slip my hand down the front of my corset and grasp the handle of the knife. I lifted my left hand to push the second door open and as the first door closed behind Jürgen, I withdrew the knife, swivelled and lunged in low, sinking the blade into his body, where I’d expect to find his belly button.
“WHAT THE…!” He bellowed.
He froze like a statue for several seconds. Suddenly, his fist came up and smashed me in the face, knocking me through the second door, whereupon I staggered back and fell heavily onto the white ceramic tile floor of the restroom. Remarkably, I kept hold of the knife and withdrew it from his belly as I fell backward.
Jürgen staggered after me, clutching at his midriff, before falling to his knees at my feet. The fallen man raised his eyes and looked at me with a startled expression on his face, while blood flowed through his clutching fingers. I had just climbed to my feet, when a noise alerted me to another danger. I whirled round and discovered that the Gay guy with the dog-boy was just emerging from one of the cubicles.
“Fucking call the police,” I yelled at the big guy, who was gawping at the bloody scene.
He took another look at Jürgen, who was slumped beneath a washbasin, before turning to look at me, holding the bloodied knife in my hand. He suddenly raced past us, through the double doors, presumably to get help.
Adrenalin was still racing through my veins, urging me to finish the bastard off, so that he never bothered me again. I glanced at the lad who was sitting on his haunches where his master had left him just outside a cubicle. I had an idea, so I rushed over to the boy with a swirl of my latex skirts and reached down to unclip his chain.
“I just need to use this for a few minutes.” I said with a determined edge to my voice.
The boy nodded dumbly, obviously used to taking orders in his submissive role. Gripping the chain I cautiously approached the slumped figure of my assailant. Seeing his limp body and that he was somewhat preoccupied with trying to stop his lifeblood from draining away, I became emboldened and dropped to my knees beside him.
Using the knife, I carefully cut the rubber hood, by pulling it away from my chin, which then enabled me to rip it off my head. Jürgen’s eyes were glazing over, but it was important to me that the last thing he saw before he died was my grinning face. I could tell that he was in a lot of pain and that his clawing hands were losing the battle to stop the flow of blood that was seeping out and creating a crimson mini-lake on the white tiles.
I grabbed his thick hair and lifted his head, just enough to slip the chain under his neck.
“Beth,” he whispered. “I underestimated you…!”
I pulled the two ends of the chain together and slid the blade of the knife through two of the links and started to turn. Slowly but surely the chain started to tighten.
“Yes you did!” I replied.
His eyes suddenly came into focus and I could see that he was aware of what was happening to him. He lifted his bloodied hands to the chain, but they were weak and ineffectual.
“Beth, you’re too beautiful to…” he croaked, almost unable to speak, because of the constriction of his windpipe.
“Now you know exactly what it feels like to look death in the face,” I muttered, while summonsing up just enough strength to twist the chain a little further until his clutching hands dropped into his lap and stilled.
I could hear a commotion in the corridor, so I quickly unwound the knife and laid it on the floor. Then I pulled the chain out and after climbing to my feet returned to the dog boy and clipped the chain to his collar.
The dog-boy smiled up at me, ruefully, as I laid down on the floor, to appear as though I was injured.
The door suddenly flew open and Kommissar Kurt Hoch and his three cohorts burst into the room.
“Beth are you alright?” gasped the tall officer, gun drawn, ready for any eventuality.
He looked down and immediately realized that I was safe and the murderer was either dead or dying. “Is that the guy?” he asked.
“Yes Kurt and hopefully he won’t be troubling anyone else again …”
Kurt put his gun away, helped me to my feet and escorted me from the toilets. I explained that Dolf had alerted the murderer, so he was arrested, while I changed into my normal clothes. Finally, Mary arrived to take me back to the flat, where for the first time since that freezing night in December, I started to relax and feel completely safe.