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Chapter 3

My Caged Bird

SAW

F uck! The water begins to rise in the trunk, and the latch I was holding onto in order to make my escape slides from my hands, and now I’m fucking stuck. Shit!

I bang on the hood, but I know for a fucking fact it’s no use the way the rain is coming down. I doubt anyone would be able to fucking hear me, let alone my little birdie who I heard cut the engine a while ago.

The plan was to slip into her home and have my fill of her. My dick has been eager for her depths from the moment my pretty little bitch smiled so innocently at me. I needed those lips wrapped around my dick, even if it’s just once.

I’m stuck in prison for life anyway and set to die in that mother fucker. Might as well speed up the process and hit death row after I get the best fuck of my life, right? But fuck, I need to get out of here first!

The space was already small as fuck, but coupled with the bags of laundry she had in the trunk, I barely had enough room for my big body in here. The only saving grace for being in her trunk was finding her panties.

But now I’m about to die before I can get to see my dreams realized? Fuck no.

Since I can’t kick my way out because the space is too small for me to lift my legs, I fist my hand, take out her panties I’d placed in my pockets, and stuff them into my mouth, biting down and clenching my jaw before I brace myself and use all my strength to slam my fist as hard as I can into the trunk, creating a dent.

Fuck. I growl, smashing my fist into the trunk three more times, uncaring that I can feel my bone crack. I… whack! Just… whack! I grit my teeth. Need to… whack! Get the fuck out! WHACK!

The trunk pops open with a defeating boom, but the down-pouring rain overlaps the sound. Frustrated, I climb from the car and hop out, curling my lip when I splash into water that hits damn near up my thigh. Fuck… I grab the panties out of my mouth, wrapping them around my fucked up fist and look around scowling, wondering where the fuck I am.

Well, it’s not like I would know anyway. The world even shrouded in darkness looks different from behind that gravestone I’ve been behind for the last twenty-five years. But why the fuck did she choose this place?

Grumbling, I trudge through the water over to where I see a small flickering light in the distance that seems to be a candle behind some curtain or sheet. I get to the steps that are barely visible to the naked eye from the darkness and the flood of water pooling over the second to last step, almost tripping. Fuck…

I shake myself off and turn to the door, where I grasp the knob, smirking when I see my little Birdie is smart enough to lock the door even in a situation like this. I like that but I’m going to fuck her stupid so that she only knows my name and, “Yes, Daddy.”

Using the knife I always keep on me in case I have to put some asshole in their place, I pop the lock, quietly turning the knob, listening to see if she’s in the room I’m infiltrating. When I see that she’s not, I slip in and listen for footsteps but instead hear water running. This place has running water?

I glance around the dark, noting everything. Every space she can hide in, every sharp object she can use against me, and every window and door she can run away from me through and smile before heading back and stripping away my clothing, dropping the wet rags against the dusty wooden floor.

I make it to the bathroom, where I see her sexy silhouette behind a thin white curtain. Mmm. I swallow, licking my lips, dick already hard. I want her… now. She must be absorbed in the feel of the scalding hot water pelting against her smooth, nearly unblemished dark skin.

Precum drips from my dick as I step in behind her, causing her to go still. She looks as if she wants to run, but like fucking hell I’m going to let that happen. I got her right where I fucking want her. I watch as the water glides down the curves of her body, and I press against her.

“Kneel,” I growl, playing the knife against her neck, ready to use it if she gets out of line. I feel her tremble and hold in a grunt as her ass jiggles along my dick. Fuck… should I just bend her over and shove my dick into her now? No, I want to savor this…

I don’t know why God decided to give me this opportunity to be alone with her along with the hurricane making it so the warden won’t be able to find me immediately, but I’m going to take advantage of it and savor this bitch down to the last bone… hell, I don’t even give a fuck if there’s nothing left. In fact, I’d rather that.

When she makes no move to follow my command, I curl my lip, puncturing her neck with the tip, drawing blood. Does she really think I won’t slit her fucking throat? Her sexy ass whimper has me pausing my action, knowing it’s a waste. No matter what, I need to get into that tight warm pussy, so killing her is out of the question. Thankfully, my little birdie goes to her knees, shaking like a leaf in a hurricane.

“Turn around,” I demand, dick hard as fuck that my birdie listens so well. I love a submissive bitch who can take orders just as well as she can take dick. I see she checks one box, now let’s see how well she does with the dick.

She gasps coming face to face with my dick causing me to smirk, knowing she’s never seen a dick as big as this one. However, when she peeks up at me with those innocent eyes brimming with tears and pouty lips, I harden my eyes to keep from cumming. When was the last time I had a woman so fucking beautiful kneel before me?

I’ve been fucking as long as I can think of since those female guards who act high and mighty be feening for dick from criminals to act out their fantasies from their lives with their dull, boring husbands and boyfriends at home.

One thing I’ve always heard and that always keeps them coming back is a mother fucker who’s been locked up for as long as they can remember fuck different. We fuck harder, longer, and rougher, and those thirsty bitches literally suck it up. But this one…

Nah, this one before me is different. She looks like she’s never sucked dick a day in her life, but is for fuck sure dying to gag on one, and I want to make that dream come true. Hell, I wouldn’t put it past her if her pussy so tight that she might as well be a virgin… at least that’s what I’m hoping for.

“Now that I have your fucking attention, open those pretty lips and wrap them around my dick like a good girl,” I huff, still holding the knife to her throat in case she tries some slick shit, but excitement clouds my brain as tears spill from her eyes. Another drop of precum drips onto the tub as she closes her eyes and lets out a sob.

“O… okay, but can you at l-least tell me if you g-got an STD?!”

I would have thrown my head back and laughed if I weren’t so fucking offended. I ain’t never had a mother fucking thing. And I make sure I test regularly after fucking those unfaithful married bitches, but I can’t be too offended. Her attitude lets me know her pussy gon’ be fresh to eat.

I ain’t ever seen a bitch who cared about her body when a mother fucker got a knife to her throat, but there’s a first time for everything. I grasp the back of her hair, and for accusing me, I whip my dick across her face. I force her mouth open and shove it as deep as I fucking can, throwing my head back and growling like an animal when I feel her gag on the tip as my dick presses past her tonsils.

“Fuuuuuuucccccckkkkkkk!” I howl, throwing my head back and groaning, fisting my fucked up hand in her hair tighter, not giving a fuck about the pain as I dick down her throat to my fucking heart’s content. “Shiiiiiiiiit yeah, suck that dick, bitch,” I ground out, letting out a deep groan when she shivers and her throat clenches tight.

The sloshing sounds is some shit any mother fucker would use to beat his dick to if they heard it. But I don’t have to get off on just hearing it. I get to fuck my personal little whore’s throat, using her lips as my personal cock sleeve.

“Fuck!” I slam into her throat, biting my lips, shaking from how fucking good she feels, but I look down at this nasty bitch and see her eyes roll to the back of her fucking head, enjoying slopping my dick down like her life depends on it.

And it does.

But shit, the way her mouth gobbles and slurps, I know it’s not the knife at her throat that’s coercing those cheeks to hollow the fuck out like a pro or her eyes to roll to the back of her head, moaning like I’m raw dogging that pretty pussy.

“Look at my nasty little bitch getting off sucking my dick! Down that shit like my good girl and I’ll reward you with something nice and sticky,” I glare down at her, licking my lips, sliding the knife slightly across her back, nuts tightening when I see a bit of blood bead up along her pretty brown skin.

Fuck, that’s so hot.

I growl, slicing again, creating an S along her throat and this time, the blood slides down her neck. I swallow at the sight, panting, at my limit way too fucking quick, but so is she because her pussy squirts loud as fuck on my feet, making me sneer.

Oh, I don’t just get any bitch. I got a masochistic bitch. Oh, we’re going to have us a good time. But first, I need to set her straight because as sexy as it is seeing her cum from sucking my dick, that’s a big ass no-no in Daddy’s book.

“Who the fuck said you could cum?!” I hiss furiously, wanting to save it for later. When she doesn’t say anything but looks up at me appalled and scared, I shiver, wanting to destroy her. “You better hold that shit in next time,” I spit out, wrapping my hands around her neck, choke fucking her and ramming my dick down harder, shaking when my nuts tighten and pulse in her throat.

I slam in one final time, locking my knees and blowing the biggest load in my fucking life down her throat, feeding her cum for days.

Even though I don’t want to, I slide my sloppy wet dick from deep within her, letting it fall against my leg before it bounces back, getting hard again. I bend down, watching her holding my nut in her mouth, cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk. When it looks like she wants to spit, I snort.

“Drink it.” I hold the knife to her throat, daring her to defy me, sliding it all the way down her nipple, nicking it, promising to suck that specific one later. Like a good little Birdie, she nods, tears sliding down her eyes as she whimpers, drinking my nut beautifully. Little does she know I plan to fill this belly up with more than my nut. I chuckle, smiling and running my eyes over her pretty face.

“That’s Daddy’s good little Birdie,” I greedily take her in, imagining the shit I’m going to leave her in. But why imagine it when I’m about to live in this pussy for the time being? “Now get the fuck out. I’m nowhere near done with you,” I growl, ready for round one.