《The Pussyfooting Prostitute [ManxMan] [Mpreg] ✔》For My Love, Asche
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He looked utterly frightened and I didn't blame him. Confessing that he was once my mate's boyfriend was a consent for me to harm him terribly.
Moreover, his trembling made me more suspicious of him.
"Why are you trembling, Nathan? Is there something that I need to know? Is there something that you fear I may find out that frightens you?" I said calmly but my heart wouldn't slow down.
"No, there's nothing," Tye interjected quickly, irritating me.
"Did I ask you? But since you have a lot to say now and you're not playing the silent treatment anymore, I'll squeeze the rest out of you both." My movements were swift, almost as if in a blur as I got up and gripped Nathan's throat and then Tye's.
Nathan choked and Tye gasped. I squeezed tighter, lifting them several inches above the ground.
"I won't be asking any more questions. I demand that you two vermins tell me how you both were connected to Asche so coincidentally and do not dally for I will sear your throats into charred flesh." I bellowed furiously.
Tye grasped at my firm grip while Nathan clawed frantically, his face losing its color and turning an alarming shade.
"When I release you two, I want to hear the truth and nothing but the fucking truth or so help you both." I released them carelessly and they fell to the floor coughing and gasping for breath.
I looked down at them from my nose, scorning them. I will know the truth by tonight if I have to squeeze it out of them. My Asche will be avenged and I will see to it.
"Start talking!" I snapped when none of them opened their mouths verbally.
"I met Asche on the street one day--" Tye began through fitful coughs. He had already started to sport a nasty bruise around his throat.
"Fast forward. What happened after you met him? Did you become obsessed with him and stalk him? Did you attack him when he least expected it?" I said viciously, my upper lip curling back in scorn.
He held on to the chair as he caught his breath, gazing up at me with a glazed expression. "I loved him. I wanted him so badly after he offered himself to me. I knew he needed money and the only way for me to have him was to manipulate him. He was young and ripe for the picking in my eyes. And when he decided to cut all ties with me, I couldn't accept it. I had to have him. I had to!"
I shoved my foot in his face and he howled in pain. "You repulsive fuck!"
Nathan was positioned on his hands and knees, his eyes wide with astonishment. "Tye...you told me you left Asche and that he stole from you. You said he was a prostitute and a con artist to boot. You led me to believe that Asche was a nobody but a slut. I did all of that for you! Now you're telling me it was all a lie!" He shrieked.
Tye gazed at him unapologetically. "I only said those things so you can feel pity for me. I was angry at Asche for not willingly giving himself to me--ah!!" He hollered in pain but it became muffled.
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My hand covered his mouth as I channeled a rush of heat in it, scalding him. His body writhed under me but I was unyielding. I've heard enough, he said enough and it sickened me.
His eyes began to roll over as the pain became unbearable and the scent of burnt flesh permeated the air.
"Stop! You'll kill him!" Nathan screamed, coming towards me.
"I can generate fire in my fingers," I said, never tearing my gaze away from a trembling Tye. "One snap of my finger and you're dead."
"Please, stop this! Who are you? What are you!?" He pleaded.
"Your worst nightmare." A feral smile graced my lips and I stared at him then, causing him to pivot back in terror.
I removed my hands from Tye who twitched, his eyes glassy with tears. Smoke emitted from where his mouth once was and I stood up slowly, my eyes lowering on Nathan who quivered with fear.
"So you played a part in Asche's demise as well. Pity, you look rather young to leave this world so untimely. I want to know exactly what you did to Asche." I regarded him through fiery eyes. Eyes that blazed with fury for a lover that despised me for the transgressions of these two bastards. I admit that my approach wasn't all too subtle but I'd never force myself on him or hurt him intentionally. I love him and I felt for him.
These mongrels did not deserve Asche's affections or precious time. They destroyed his trust and crushed any hope he had in finding love. There's no wonder he shied away from my affections and thought me a liar. These people so callously ruined him and went on living carefree lives.
Well, all that ends now.
"Tell me or I'll finish Tye off and then start off with your cock."
His wide eyes went on Tye who looked as if he was struggling to bear with the excruciating pain.
His eyes elevated to me and he bit his lip before replying, "I stole from him. I took all of his money and jewelry and left. I left to be with Tye." He lowered his head in shame.
"So Tye put you up to fool Asche into dating you to just to steal from him?" I asked, feeling no pity for this bold thief.
"Yes." He replied simply.
"Did you meet Tye before you met Asche?"
"I met Tye after I met Asche. Tye had been stalking him probably, judging by his confession earlier. We instantly clicked and he opened up to me. I never knew he was obsessed with Asche. He hid it so well. I had no idea."
"I bet you didn't," I said dryly.
"I'm really sorry for what I did. Tye manipulated me. Please, don't kill me." He got down on his knees and gazed at me insistently.
"Are you sorry for what you did or are you sorry that I found out about it?" I glared at him. "If I hadn't stumbled here, you would have resumed your normal lives without care. I am a coldhearted man when it comes to cruel, nefarious people like you. Pleading won't save you tonight. You have to suffer. And you will suffer. Disrobe yourself."
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"W-What?" He sputtered.
"Take off your clothes." I gritted out impatiently.
He stared at me in confusion but he obeyed, slowly undressing.
Tye moaned in pain, his head lolling to the side to look at Nathan. Nathan stared at him irritably as he slipped out of his boxer-briefs, finally standing naked.
"Now undress him." I inclined my head at Tye, who looked pathetic as he sat against the chair, whimpering in pain.
"What are you plotting?" He asked as he got on his knees to unbuckle Tye's jeans.
"Either you do it and live or you don't do it and die. Your choice." I shrugged.
I wasn't going to tell him what I had planned for them. He was going to find out that it's the survival of the fittest. They'll experience how it is to be someone's prey.
"I'm sorry, Nathan." Tye got out painfully, wincing.
"I'm sorry too," Nathan said, slipping off his shirt. He had already tugged Tye's jeans and underwear off. He threw them aside.
"We're done. Now what?" Nathan said pertly.
I began to pace the room, tapping my chin, pretending to be deep in thought.
"One of you will die tonight and one of you will live. How you perform tonight will determine that. If you want to live, you have to fuck each other and when I say fuck each other, I mean the one who does the fucking lives." I sank into a reclining chair, spreading my legs and placing my arms on the armrest.
They both gazed at me, astounded.
"You have five minutes. Five minutes to dominate and five minutes to cum. If neither of you cum, you both die. So, get to fucking. Your time starts now." I pulled out my cellphone from my back pocket and started a timer. Time is of the essence. I leaned back lazily and smiled at them.
"I can't die, Tye," Nathan said, grabbing his ankle.
"Damn you." Tye mouthed lowly, kicking Nathan away, scrambling to his feet.
Nathan got up quickly and lunged at him, grabbing him around the waist and they both toppled over. I eyed Nathan's growing cock amusingly that hardened at the thrill.
Tye groaned as Nathan punched him in the face. Tye gave him a defending strike square in the jaw. Nathan's head spun. Tye elbowed him on his side and Nathan grunted in pain, falling over.
Tye rolled over him and gripped his throat firmly. Nathan grappled at his hands kicking his feet frantically.
He forcefully knocked his head on the floor and Nathan saw stars.
"I won't die. I can't die." He chanted deliriously.
Nathan's eyes started to roll over right before Tye released him and stroked his engorged cock with trembling hands.
I crossed my legs and stared at my phone, feeling nothing by their display of nudity. "Two minutes left."
Tye raised Nathan's legs up by the crook of his knees and leveled his cock to Nathan's hole. Nathan coughed and tried to get air into his lungs just as Tye plunged into his resisting flesh. Nathan howled and arched his back, striking Tye off of him. Tye fell back and Nathan got up, shoving his foot into Tye's cock. The scream that left his lips was agonizing.
Nathan was wheezing, his throat bruised. Tye balled up into a fetal position, clutching his genitalia with agonized cries.
"No baby, it's you who's going to die because I'm doing the fucking. You've fucked me over enough." He gasped out, stomping Tye in the face and kicking him in the ass afterward.
Pulling Tye by his legs, he turned him over on his stomach, getting on top of him and yanking his head back by his hair. Tye groaned as Nathan positioned his cock to his twitching ass and with intended force, he delved into him.
Tye let out a breathy hiss, tears stinging his eyes. "Mercy." He whispered.
Nathan pounded into him with jerky thrusts, throwing his head back with a gasp all the while he held Tye captive by his hair.
So Tye got his ass served from his bitch. What a time. Speaking of the time, I glanced at my cellphone after unlocking it with my fingerprint and said amusingly, "Sixty seconds."
Nathan groaned as his acquisition became more and more thrilling and pleasurable.
"You showed me no mercy," Nathan said through clenched teeth. "So I won't."
Blood trickled from Tye's ass as Nathan lowered himself for a deeper fuck.
"I'm coming," He tossed his head in euphoria.
I stood up, startling Nathan who at that moment became undone with elation.
Tye winced and gritted his teeth that stood out from his burnt flesh that was darker in shade.
Just as he rocked his hips, releasing his last spurt of semen, I snapped my fingers, igniting a spark that instantly flared out into a flame that engulfed them both.
They screamed in agony.
Nathan withdrew and fell back, hollering. Tye crawled along the floor, setting the carpet afire in a long burning line.
Their wails of pain were music to my ears and I bathed in in. I shuddered as they moved around like headless chickens.
Yes, cry out as death calls you.
You will no longer hurt others. You will no longer collect broken hearts and stolen money.
No more, I laughed gleefully.
No fucking more.
I turned away from their burning bodies, cloaking myself as I left the house, walking over to the car.
Thankfully I cloaked it as well, veiling it from their neighbors who were now standing outside with concern, and others peered from their windows as the burning and hollering continued.
I slid into the car and drove away, feeling content.
I can now go to my mate and hold him in my arms, knowing those two will no longer live to haunt him physically.
It's time for me to help mend the mental scars.
I drove back to the car rental establishment to return the car whispering, "All for you, my love."
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