[Rezail’s POW]
Where am I? Oh, that’s right… Zeil… I open my eyes and see a dimly lit small room. I’m reclining in the comfortable bed a soft blanket covering my nude body.
Someone might be nervous while waking up in unfamiliar place and without any clothes but to me this is a dream come true.
I let my gaze wander around the room and see this is very simple room. Here is only a bed, a table, a bookshelf, no windows and two doors. I suppose the one is locked and the other leads to the bathroom.
I move the blanket away and see no restraints on my person. I didn’t wait to be able to freely wander around this room.
I stand up and walk to the door closer the bed and try the handle. It gives in easily and the door opens to the small bathroom. Oh here is even a shower area. Surprising…
I relieve my bladder while taking a look over the small room. The toilet bowl and the shower. A shelf on the wall housing various bottles of liquid soap and shampoo. This is not much but all necessary is here.
I wash my hands and my face drying them in fluffy black towel before returning to the bed. It’s no use to wander around naked and catch a cold.
I cover myself with the blanket just as the other door opens.
***
[Zeil’s POW]
I finish my school work and send it to my teacher by e-mail. It’s an essay about human rights. Ironic, isn’t it?
My head is hurting and I want to hurt someone to make it stop. Oh the price in my bedroom is saved for the moments when my head is clearer.
I walk to the kitchen where my maid is making the supper. Oh the smell is glorious as always.
“We have a new one to feed.” My voice doesn’t betray my excitement but still you flinch.
“Another harem boy, master?” Your voice is only a whisper and I nod lightly.
“He’s not with others. Tell me when the food is ready and I take it with me.” I turn to leave as I’m speaking and I nearly miss your timid answer.
“Yes, master..” Oh how I love the submission in your voice. It makes my body shiver. If you were a man I might be interested but I have no lust for a woman body.
I return my computer room and for a moment to surf in the internet for news about the mysterious serial killer who doesn’t seem to have any special way to pick the victims.
Nothing new comes up and I shut the computer. I have to be very careful with it as my companions would do anything to get a connection with police. That’s why I put the PC in a safety locker. Only I know the combination to open it.
As I leave the room I lock the door after me. I have a mobile phone but it is also in the locker.
“Master, the dinner is ready.” Ah, you are a good cook. So quick and always in time.
I walk to the kitchen once more and see there is already a tray with food for two.
“I see you anticipated my will quite right.” I nod to you and you bow your head.
“Thank you, master…” You sound scared but you never beg or cry in front of me. I know you cry when you’re alone.
***
[Change of POW]
He is in good mood despite his headache. I try to keep as little noise as possible while I prepare the dinner for all of us.
That I must give to him. He never lets us starve. There is always plenty to eat and drink.
I prepare the tray ready and call him as he told me to do.
“Master, the dinner is ready.”
He arrives in few seconds so he must have been on his way here already. He notices the tray and his voice is like a silk.
“I see you anticipated my will quite right.”
I bow my head. I have no reason to explain myself. I’m afraid of his punishment if I speak too much.
“Thank you, master…”
He takes the tray and leaves me to do the rest of the portions for the harem. The poor boys are all scared like rabbits in the car’s headlights.
I don’t have to go through with all the horrible things he does to them. I’m safe in my kitchen. I’m so very, very lucky…
***
[Zeil’s POW]
I open the door and there you are, sprawling on the bed your face all peaceful.
You look at me and I see the same lust in your eyes as I see in mine when I look into the mirror.
“Dinner time.” I keep my face neutral and walk closer as you sit up and tug the blanket to cover your shoulders.
“So it’s still evening?” Your voice betrays your surprise even if there is no other clue on you.
I let out a low chuckle and put the tray to the table. “Yes. I told you that you would sleep few hours.”
You nod and your eyes dart towards the tray. What a shameless creature you are. In this situation you can still think about food.
“Help yourself. It’s quite delicious, I assure you.” My voice must have been amused as your face turns in the light shade of pink.
“I didn’t eat at school…”
Ah, you think you have to explain yourself. That I must correct immediately. “No useless words, pet. Just eat.”
You nod and walk to the table sitting to the chair. I see your bare legs and feel my cock stir. Oh I so want to leave my markings on that white skin. I want to turn it flushed and welted and hear your moaning and begging.
I shook my head. Not now. I might hurt you too much. I still have to kill someone this night. And I promised you that you could write a letter.
“I bring you paper and pen for the letter. I think it’s useless to say but I’m going to read it before we send it.”
You look back to me and for a moment you seem to think what I’m speaking about. Then there is a flicker of recollection and you nod.
“Yes, thank you master.”
***
[Rezail’s POW]
I eat eagerly my portion. By the gods this is good. Whoever did it must be genius in kitchen.
I feel him watching me and finally he sits on the chair opposite me and takes his portion from the tray.
He eats in so refined manner. It’s hard to believe he’s the infamous serial killer.
The silence between us is totally comfortable and I watch his features relax as the food soothes whatever was ailing him. He’s beautiful.
Whoa! Wait a minute! Beautiful? No, a man should not be called beautiful… But still he is so delicate looking when the cold outside is cracking.
“Do you see something you like?” He purrs to me in husky voice and the lust comes back to his eyes.
Shit. He noticed my stare.. “Yes.” I answer truthfully as it’s the only choice I have. He seems to know my mind.
“Ah, what is it?” His voice is like finest silk as it leaves his lips. The lips I seem to have been staring for a while. They are so perfect. Moist and full and yet thin enough..
“Your lust to hurt me...” My mind is going only in one direction.
“That’s interesting. Yet it has to wait. I have things to do and you have a letter to write.” His voice has a little bit of regret in it but I know it from delay, not from remorse.
He stands up after finishing his meal and I put the dishes back to the tray. I try to form a question in my head. When? When does he show me what he promised?
Suddenly he takes a hold of my hair and pulls me in bruising kiss. It’s searing and demanding and it shows me just perfectly what our relationship is. He takes and I give.
I open my mouth as his tongue demands entrance and I take what is given. My tongue dares to caress his when he pulls it out my mouth.
The kiss makes my legs feel like jelly and he have to keep me from falling.
Then it’s over and I fall on my knees to the floor.
He leaves with the tray saying nothing and I hear the lock clicking.
That was… That was quite a kiss.
***
[Zeil’s POW]
My body is aching to do so much more to you my twisted pet but I have to have control in this situation. I leave you before my urges takes a better hold over me and lock the door after me.
You tasted so sweet. Oh, I can’t wait to taste other places too.
I leave my hideout and go to the outside world to hunt. If I don’t have my kill soon I’ll do something what I should not. Never kill at home. That is important.
I walk around the city imagining what I’ll do to my pet as I get home. I hope he’s using this time to rest as he won’t be resting in long time when I get my hand s on him.
I think I’m going to use my whip to welt the white skin before I move to the other toys. I wonder would you look good in the leather harness.. Or would the chains suit you better? Decisions, decisions…
Where the heck I’m now? That’s it, no more daydreaming. I walked right in front of the god damned police station!
I quickly take my leave and walk to the different part of the city. This is taking too long. Some miserable whore will have to do…
I find the district where the women are selling themselves and hide from the unwanted eyes. It’s important to not leave any witnesses.
After an hour’s wait one of them leaves and walks in my direction. She has high heels and her clothes don’t deserve to be called as such. Too much make up too.
I follow her and she is taking just the route I was hoping.
It’s easy for me to kill her without any noises. I don’t want her fear or begging. I only want blood.
She is unmoving heap in the large buddle of blood when I leave the dark and dirty alley.
The night has been long. I should sleep a little and then go to university in the morning. There might even be some commotion as it comes clear that Rezail is missing. It’s always funny to hear their horrified voices when they imagine the worst.
***
[Rezail’s POW]
I woke up after a good sleep and stretch my arms yawning. Then I notice that I’m not alone. He’s here in the bed with me. When did he come back?
His skin is warm and I lift the blanket a little to see his body. Scars.. So much scars marring the white skin. Where has he got all these?
He stirs and his peaceful face contorts in painful frown. Is he in pain or is it a nightmare? My hand moves to caress his hair and that’s when he wakes up.
He spins around so fast that I can’t react at all. I feel myself been pressed against the mattress and there is something sharp and cold on my neck. Maybe a blade… Does he sleep it under his pillow?
His eyes are wild. I guess he’s not seeing me… Maybe it was some nasty dream… Will he kill me now?
I do nothing. Just relax my body and stay completely still. Maybe if I show him that I’m not a threat I survive this moment of madness and I still have possibility to feel some pain by his hand.
His eyes starts to calm down and I see flash of recognition in them. He takes off the blade and now I see it is huge hunting knife. I would have decapitated me with no effort.
I take in a shuddering breath and look at him my eyes wide. I know there is fear in them. I was scared when he had the knife on my neck.
“Never touch me while I’m sleeping.” His voice is hoarse from sleep.
“I’m sorry, master…” Oh, I could only whisper my answer. So I really am scared now. I have never felt this way before. Interesting…
He looks at me for a while and then he gets off the bed. He’s naked too. He takes a wristwatch from the table looking at it in dismay.
“Bloody hell, I’m late!”
I watch him to dress. He likes black. He looks good in it. His red hair shines even more and his white skin is even paler with dark colors.
“Here is the paper and the pen I promised. You have six hours to write it and prepare yourself. When I come back I’ll show you the pain you’re lusting for.”
I nod nervously. Oh great. Now that my body realizes what just happened it react in most unfitting way.
He smirks and leaves the room saying nothing more. Did he notice?
I take a look at myself and the blanket is on the floor. Yes, it seems he had quite a good view…
***
[Zeil’s POW]
Shit, shit, shit, shit… I nearly killed my new pet! I have to make you the room of your own. I’m dangerous while dreaming off my past.
It’s pity. I liked the warmth of your body next to mine.
I walk in the university’s main hall and nod my head to some people who seems to know me. They might be the people who go to same lectures as me. I have no interest in them.
I go to the cafeteria to get something to eat. I had no time to eat at my hide out and I had no time to go to home. Luckily I have spare clothes in my hide out too.
I buy a sandwich and cup of coffee. It is enough to keep me awake until the lunch time.
There is a loudly giggling girl punch sitting in the corner closest the door and I take my seat just on the other side of the cafeteria. I hate that faked laughter more than begging.
Somebody approaches me and I lift my gaze from my breakfast to the person walking toward my table. Oh, it’s Dean... or was his name Deacon…? All the same, he goes to the same lectures than me and usually sits next to me too. Annoying bastard…
“Hi! Sleep late?”
I nod and take a bite from my sandwich. “Yeah, had a long night.”
“Oh.. Have you heard that somebody has gone missing from our school? Someone starting with R… He was at the same party with us.. Oh well, he didn’t go to home last night and his father called at the police. They are questioning all the students to get some clue where he might be.”
I raise a brow. I hadn’t waited it happen so fast. I should have made my pet write the letter last night and this would not have happened. “Maybe he just run away?”
This pester shakes his head. “No way, I heard he cared for his dad and was a top student.”
I shrug and continue eating. “So he did disappear last night? Maybe he’s just playing hooky.”
“You think so? What if the serial killer has taken him?”
Now I choke in my bread. Where did that come from? I didn’t leave anything in that alley. “What?” I make my voice sound dubious.
This annoying meat bag keeps talking and talking. “You know.. The killer has taken so many by now. Maybe he was the newest victim?”
I want to laugh. So the whore I killed was not in the news yet. “Maybe. It’s not our concern. I mean, we didn’t know him that well…”
“How cold. Didn’t you talk to him at that party?”
My head is starting to hurt. I know the police are going to pester me with their stupid questions as soon as this dumbass opens his mouth to them.
“Yeah, it might be so. I was drunk then.” My voice is neutral and cool. I have nothing to fear as there is no evidence against me.
“Oh, then you won’t remember him that good… Well, see you in the auditorium.” Finally that bastard leaves and I sip my coffee. This is quite new. Was he that important to his father…?
***
[Rezail’s POW]
I sit before the table and stare the paper in front of me. It’s completely white un traceable copy paper. Maybe he took it from university.
I should start writing. I should tell a believable lie. That I’m alright where ever I am and I left by my own choice. That’s not a lie. So I have no need to lie after all.
I start to write.
Dear Father.
I’m sorry I left without saying anything to you. I know it hurts you a lot more than it hurts me as I’m such a weird being but I had to do something to my urges. I need pain and you couldn’t give it to me as you are my dad. It’s normal to want to protect your child. I don’t hate you but I had to get some relief. So I decided to find it elsewhere. I’m perfectly fine and healthy. I know now what I want to do and I’m adult after all so please don’t try to find me. I’m happy as I am now.
I left all my things behind me and you can do anything you want with them. I don’t need them anymore. I have everything I need here and I’m going to stay a long time. So please, move on and forget your wayward son who doesn’t deserve a father like you. I’m thinking of you and wishing you well here where I am and maybe one day we will meet again.
Sincere
Rezail
I put the pen down and wipe away the tears that are leaking from my eyes. I hate saying goodbyes.
I leave the paper on the table and walk to the bed. I still have no clothes to wear so I wrap the blanket around me. It’s quiet here.
My stomach rumbles and I put my hand over it. I’m hungry but I can’t do that anything. He didn’t leave me any food and the door is definitely locked. I close my eyes for a moment.
Suddenly I hear the lock clicking open and see some woman stepping in. She has a tray on her hands and before I can say anything she puts it on the table and turns to leave.
“Eat while it’s warm. Master will come back after few hours.” She locks the door once again and I stare after her. Why is she here if she can wander freely in this place?
The smell of the lunch gets me to stand up and I go to look what she brought to me.
It’s an omelet with ham. There is also a bottle of orange juice and several slices of fresh bread still warm after baking.
I settle down to eat my lunch and in my mind thank the woman who brought it to me.
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