Roxanne ! ( A tale of terror) (standard:horror, 1492 words)
Author: Michael Lance Kersting	Added: Oct 06 2005	Views/Reads: 3877/2481	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Not for the squeamish!

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A short while later, she returned wearing a short , see through nightie
Frank gasped and almost spilled his coffee in response. “Do you like it 
?” she asked .playfully “Yes,” Replied “ Very much, “ staring at her 
young figure beneath the flimsy  garment. He felt his heart leap into 
his throat and a twitching in his pants . “ You look great !”he 
stammered setting down the coffee. “It was given to me by my  boy 
friend on my twenty first birthday “she explained shyly “He certainly 
had good choice ”Frank replied. 

She sat down next to him. He could feel her warm body close to him. His
breathing became staggered He hadn't sex in a long time ,his life being 
consumed by his work as a Chartered Accountant at a prestigious firm in 
the city. “how do you like the coffee? She asked. ”Need a refill ?” “No 
thanks .It taste great “ “Glad you like it. You are such a handsome 
man” she purred  .stroking his face tenderly “Er ,well, I guess I do 
have my  looks' he.modestly   She inched closer ,a far away look coming 
into her eyes .”I do like mature men. You know?” Frank didn't reply as 
he felt her hands on his crotch. She began kissing him and his passion 
reeled. “Not here,” She whispered softly in his ear,” Let's go into the 
bedroom” She got up and said in a coquettish way ,”Follow  me, love”she 
winked at him. Frank now trying hard to control his erection followed 
like a dog in heat. 

The bedroom was shadowy saved for a light from a bedside lamp ‘Undress
while I go and freshen up“ she said softly In a flash, Frank got out of 
his clothes and into the warm bed, anticipating a night of bliss. and 
pleasure. He could hear a tap running in the bathroom. as his heart 
thumped in anticipation. A short while later, she returned, naked, 
carrying what looked alike a piece of silken cordin her small hands. “I 
like to play a little game first.” ,She whispered softly as she crept 
into bed next to him, lowering her breasts to his lips. Frank sighed 
.as she began to tie his arms to the bed posts. 

After tying his arms, she found his manhood and sat on it enveloping it
with her hot tender flesh.. Frank was elevated to bliss as she began 
moving slowly., sensually, up and down. He moaned with pleasure and 
closed his eyes to focus on the sensations that raced through his body. 
“Filth !”, She screamed suddenly, “ You are all filth!” Frank opened 
his eyes  and froze! He gasped in horror as he saw that she had a huge 
kitchen knife in her raised hands! Her beautiful face had contorted 
into a mask of hate, her eyes flashing , she brought it down in an 
awkward curve., screaming insanely all the while “Filth!, Filth!” as 
she stabbed him again and again !.. The ugly face of her drunken father 
sexually assaulting her as a child flashed through her tormented mind 
as she continued her onslaught... Blood spattered all over her from the 
severed arteries. Frank tried to struggle, but the bonds grew even 
tighter, .A look of dread, horror and disbelief reflected in his eyes 
.His last thought was,” why?” 

Satiated , Roxanne got off of his convulsing body ,her hair was matted
with blood, She threw down the bloodied knife and began crying, 
”Mommy!, Mommy! Help me!” over and over again. 

Later, Roxanne wrapped  the still warm corpse in a  sheet, took it down
into the cellar where she removed the lid off a dark pit which laid 
beneath a crimson carpet. She then threw it down into the lime laced 
pit amongst several other corpses of men who fell for her “charms” . 
She went back upstairs and cleaned up the mess she had made , then took 
a shower and singing  “ Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star.” In a child's 
voice. 


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