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I sit forward, biting my thumb as I stare at the screen. It takes the longest minutes of my life until Hailey types and I can breathe again. At least she’s not ignoring me.

Hailey

I’m fine, thanks.

Wait, that’s it? Why so formal? Oh Lord, please don’t tell me I already fucked this up. Three dots appear again and my heart beats a staccato rhythm.

Hailey

I’m sorry I disappeared last night. My stupid boss almost caught me and I had to leave in a hurry. When I got out of work, the mood was gone. I was too embarrassed to send the last video.

Okay, I didn’t piss her off. That’s a good start. Stupid boss, though? Ouch.

Is your boss some kinda hardass?

Hailey

The. Worst!!!

Yeah, that’s me. The worst boss. The worst man.

It’d be funny if my chest didn’t feel like it’ll explode and splatter the remnants of my shriveled heart all over the walls. But my cock doesn’t get the memo. He’s still the last man standing, holding on like a trooper.

There we are again. Grief boner .

What did he do to my favorite girl?

Hailey

Exist. Wait, how many girls do you have?

Just the one. You.

Hailey

Bold.

And true, ma’am. A gentleman doesn’t double time.

Hailey

Boundaries incoming, whoop whoop! News flash: I’m not your girl. You don’t own me.

Not yet.

Hailey

We sexted *once* and I don’t even know your name. I don’t know where you’re from or what you do. In short, I know nothing about you, but you’re making it sound like we’re exclusive.

For all I know you’re some crazy serial killer.

Does it help if I promise that I’m not a serial killer?

Hailey

No, that’s exactly what a serial killer would say! How do I know you won’t abduct me in a dark parking lot and turn my face into a lampshade?

What if I promise it’s gonna be a really tasteful, beautiful lampshade?

Hailey

EWWW!! How could a human skin lampshade be beautiful????

Easy. Cause your face is beautiful.

Hailey

…

Too creepy?

Hailey

YEAH TOO CREEPY!!

Snickering, I stroll to the window, putting the phone on the windowsill. I hide behind the curtains to pick up my rifle and peek through the scope.

It seems I caught Hailey after her morning shower. She sits on the bed with a towel wrapped around her body, wet hair hanging into her face as she looks at her phone. Pink tints her cheeks and I wonder if the water was too hot or if it’s me making her blush. Hopefully the latter.

I put the rifle down to type. Time to introduce my new persona, but I’ll stick as close to the truth as I can. Easier to remember the lies that way.

My name’s Jackson, but you can call me Jax. I’m from Dallas, Texas and I’m in my thirties. I run a small business.

Hailey

Nice to meet you, Jax!

You’re not gonna tell me anything about yourself?

Hailey

Nope!

I laugh. Curse that woman’s stubborn streak, but I like a challenge. Maybe if I turn up the heat a little…

Alright then. No need to tell me. I already know plenty about you. You work in a movie theater and you love horror movies. Wraithface is your favorite.

Hailey startles, dropping the phone on her comforter. I grin as she looks around her bedroom like she expects me to jump out of the closet. Her hands shake when she picks up the device.

Hailey

What the fuck? Are you stalking me?

I’m wounded. Must you always assume the worst of me? First you think I’m a serial killer and now you accuse me of being a stalker.

Hailey

You’re the one acting suspicious like you have a freezer full of neatly labeled body parts and you can’t wait to add mine to the collection!

That’s what you’re into, huh? Very kinky.

Hailey

Stop playing!

Wanna know the truth?

Hailey

Uh, yes. You’re creeping me out.

Simple deduction.

In the videos you sent last night I recognized the projection screen in the background and since the movie theater was empty, I assumed you work there. You confirmed that when you said your boss almost caught you.

I figured the knife tattoo on your arm is a tribute to slasher movies and I just guessed a very popular character. From that information, it ain’t too far-fetched to think you might be a fan of the horror genre in general.

Her eyes go wide, but her shoulders relax and her smile returns.

Hailey

You gave me a fright. Would be my luck if my sexting hookup was like… The Eyesnatcher.

I’m just perceptive.

Hailey

Too perceptive. But since you already know that much, I might as well tell you a little more before you go all stalking super sleuth on me.

I’m Hailey from Sunridge Hollow, WA.

Pretty name for a pretty girl with a fantastic taste in movies.

She blushes, twirling hair around her finger. God, she’s adorable. I wanna take her face into my hands and squeeze and pinch while I pepper her with kisses.

Wow, this must be that cute aggression I heard about once.

Can I ask you something?

Hailey

What more could you need to know… Wait, are you already that obsessed with me?!

That goes without question. But I’ve been wondering… who did you wanna send those vids to when they got to me instead?

She slaps her forehead, her chest heaving with a gigantic sigh.

Hailey

It’s a long, sad story. But to make it short, the videos were meant for no one. I started recording them to get my confidence back.

I genuinely thought the number was disconnected and nobody would ever see these clips. Sending them into the ether just added to the thrill.

My spine sags with relief. Thank fuck. I don’t know what I’d do if she was dating somebody.

No, that’s a lie. I know exactly what I’d do.

Plot a murder.

Hailey

Can I ask you something, too?

Shoot!

Hailey

Since you’re from Texas you must have first-hand information about this: Are all the men down there mean pricks like my boss?

Her words hit like a gut punch and I wheeze. Fuck, she really hates me so bad, she even tells strangers about it.

It’s a big state, Sugar, but I reckon some guys are mean. Do you think I’m mean, too?

Hailey shifts, squeezing her thighs together and when she bites her lip, my cock throbs. What I wouldn’t give to be on that bed with her. I’d show her mean. She has no idea how cruel I can be and how much she’d enjoy it.

Hailey

A bit. But you’re the fun kind of mean.

Cause you like being ordered around like a good little slut?

Hailey

Yes, Sir.

Tell me what you were thinking about last night when you were touching yourself.

Her hand hovers above the phone. Even without the scope, I can see the hesitation and shame in her rounding shoulders.

Hailey

It’s a variation of this fantasy I have, but… it’s weird. You’ll probably think I’m a pervert. My ex called me a basket case when I told him about it.

Rage spears through me. First Mike treats her like a freak and then he goes out and cheats? He was an even bigger hypocrite than I thought.

Pity the bastard’s already in the ground and waking the dead ain’t a thing like in the movies. Wish it was, so I could resurrect him and kill him all over again. Slower this time. Then I’d kill him a third time. A fourth, just for fun.

But my pent-up anger at my dead brother can wait. Hailey needs me right now and I want her to feel safe. Seen. Heard. Understood. I want her to know that she can open up to me.

Ain’t nobody in this world who’s a bigger pervert than me. I promise I won’t judge you, but I can’t promise I won’t try to make your fantasy come true…

A small smile curls her lips. I grin, too, staring at the three dots while she types.

Hailey

The fantasy starts with me alone in bed, naked. The room is dark and I’m just falling asleep when I hear a noise. A tall man stalks from the shadows in the corner. I know it’s you, but I can’t see your face because you’re wearing a mask.

Tell Daddy every detail of your dirty fantasy. And don’t you dare sneak a hand between those perfect thighs.

She presses her fingers to her throat. Sharing her fantasy is getting her hot, but I’m no better off.

I just love flustering her.

That moment when her stubborn, bratty attitude transforms into shy bashfulness… it’s priceless. Cute. And so sexy, blood rushes to my cock in an instant. My balls are ready to burst and I palm my erection through my pants, even if it hurts from all my solo activities last night.

Hailey

Wordlessly, you grab my neck, pushing me down on the mattress and I feel your rough jeans rubbing along my thighs as you slide between them. You hold a hunting knife to my throat to keep me quiet while you take out your hard, pierced cock.

Recklessly, you push aside my panties and ram into my wet cunt with no regard for my comfort.

It hurts, but it feels so good. You don’t speak and you don’t stop. You fuck me until you spill inside me, painting my pussy with your hot cum.

My thoughts whirl. This idea of hers sounds a lot like our first time together, only harsher. Does that mean she hasn’t forgotten?

You’re a naughty girl to dream of unprotected sex with a stranger, but I see nothing wrong with it. A fantasy is a fantasy and this one ain’t hurting nobody.

Hailey

My ex said it’s disgusting and that it means I want to be raped. I explained that it’s not the same, but he didn’t understand.

Your ex is an asshole.

That fantasy doesn’t mean you wanna be raped. It’s just roleplay and if you do it with a partner it’s called CNC. Consensual non-consent. Emphasis on consent.

Across the street, Hailey’s shoulders rise like an invisible weight has lifted off her.

Hailey

THANK YOU! Omg, I’m glad someone finally gets it!! I want to feel safe enough to role play total surrender.

So you’re into BDSM?

Hailey

I guess? This is embarrassing, but I’ve only slept with one man, my ex, and he was super vanilla. I want to explore the kink lifestyle, I just haven’t had the chance.

My fantasies always revolve around rough sex. Being used, abused, and taken.

I want to cross every line. I want to be uncomfortable and helpless, pushed to my limits and beyond. I want to feel alive.

Reading over her text twice, I soak in every word. I never thought the day would come when Hailey needs exactly what I can give her—and I didn’t expect it to feel so bittersweet.

I’m too hot and too cold. Elated and devastated.

When it comes to her, fate has a way of working against me. Mike is gone and I can have her, but only a piece of her, only for a short while until I leave. And only if I’m not myself. Again .

And yet for as long as we have together, I wanna be what she needs.

Her mask kink is great to keep my real identity a secret. I gotta figure out how to hide my voice for a meeting, but Cody might be able to help with that. Rumor has it that he was CIA once, though he’s never confirmed or denied it. I just know that he always comes through when I need him.

I wanna make you an offer.

Hailey

One I can’t refuse?

Nice. A Godfather reference.

As much as I enjoy our arguments, it’s incredible to talk to her like this, just joking around and flirting, having fun. Being open and honest with no hostile comments, no scathing remarks.

How about I teach you the ropes of BDSM?

Hailey

Just like that?

No strings attached. We’ll stick to texting and videos for now, but if we meet, you don’t have to worry about birth control or STD’s. I had the snip and get regular health checks. If you want, I could show you my latest test results.

Hailey

I got tested after my ex and haven’t been with anybody since.

Then we’re in the clear. Got any hard limits you definitely don’t wanna try?

Hailey

Uh… Please no piss. No vomit. No shit, either. And I don’t like the idea of being shared.

We agree on all points.

Hailey

Other than that, I’m willing to try almost anything once. I crave to let go and shatter at the hands of a brutal man I trust enough to let him put me back together.

I’ll claim you, control you, and show you dark pleasure like you’ve never known. I’m the monster hunting and fucking you in your nightmares, but you can’t escape me by waking up. Once I get my claws in you, I ain’t letting you go.

Hailey

Jeez, your mouth should come with a warning.

Something like “Causes uncontrollable blushing and the need to change your panties.”

Liar. You ain’t wearing panties.

Hailey

Fuck. How did you know?

Because you’re my little slut and good girls never wear panties when they’re talking to Daddy.

I’m acting confident and nonchalant, but now comes the difficult part and my chest aches with every letter I type.

There’s one more thing: this is just anonymous sex between us. No emotions, no expectations, no attachments. And if you ever ask to see my face, we’re done.

Hailey

Sounds good.

My heart clenches. She agreed so easily. Too easily. For both our sakes, I have to keep Hailey at an arm’s length. I can’t let her get close to me and find out who I am, and I don’t wanna come on too strong and scare her off.

In truth, I wanna make this arrangement exclusive. Wedding bells kinda exclusive.

I know I should be casual and chill or whatever bullshit dating is meant to be nowadays, but that’s not me. Loving in moderation ain’t what I’m about.

Hell, I’d slip a ring on her finger today, but if I want her, I’ll have to play it cool.

You got some time right now?

Hailey

Until work tonight.

Then I hope you’re ready to start your BDSM education.

Hailey

Absolutely, Sir.

You got a Money Buddy account so I can send you some cash? Don’t worry about your personal details, it’s all anonymous.

Hailey

I know. I’ve used it before. My nickname is @xxhaileyloveshorrorxx

I smirk as I open the app. My Spitfire has no clue what she’s gotten herself into. I might not be able to put my hands on her until I get a voice changer, but I can still make her squirm and give her the best orgasms of her life— so far .

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