Page 20 of Eternity of Horror

"Right this way, step right up, don't be shy. My pretty little friends here won't bite," I snarl out in my character's voice. "Show of hands, who here loves dead bodies?" I frantically raise my hand and wave it side to side, the blood from the previous victim flicking off like a wet dog shaking its fur. Lilith giggles in the back of the group and raises her hand. The others just stutter and stare. "Perfect! Well, today is your lucky day, my pets, because there's plenty more death to die!"

The man to my right begins to struggle and fight against his restraints. These two are in much better health than the previous bodies we've come across so far. They are by far some of the freshest. His wrists and ankles have been cuffed and secured to the wooden table beneath him. I boop him on the nose before walking up to Scarlett. "Let's play a game. Rock, Paper, Scissors. The winner decides how this strapping younglad meets his maker," I grind the words out of my mouth.

"What... I... No. No thanks. I don't want to play. This is kinda fuckin’..." Scarlett tries to deny my proposition, but I cut her off.

"Nonsense! I insist! You must play! You... You aren't gonna just stand there and watch me play with myself are you?" I giggle.

"I... please... no..." The fear in Scarlett's voice triggers some of the others to hide behind her. Rob steps up in between us.

"I'll play your stupid fuckin’ game," he barks. My eyes shift from Scarlett to his, my toothy grin still on full display.

"I didn't ask you to play. Maybe next round," I say as I grab him and shove him forcefully to the side, his feet tripping over a tree root in the ground, causing him to fall on his ass. I giggle and return my attention back to Scarlett.

"Ready?" I flatten my left hand and ball my right in a fist, ready to play.

"You motherfucker. You're going to regret doing that!" Rob yells from the ground as he starts to get up.

"Hold that thought," I whisper to Scarlett with a wink. Within an instant, I slam Rob back down onto the ground and pull out the knife that was sheathed behind me.

"What... what the fuck are you gonna do with that, huh bitch?" Rob spits at me, still trying to be the tough guy.

"Well, that's up to you." I smile. "If you don't cooperate and wait until you're called on like a good... Widdle... Boy..." I say in a mocking tone, emphasizing each word as I boop his nose with the tip of the knife. I lean in real close and drop my voice. "...I'll peel your skin like a fucking potato and make you watch me jack off with every strip of your warm flesh until I give you permission to fucking die." Leaning in closer, I give him a kiss on the cheek. "Got it?!" I switch back to my character's voice.

I jump back up and clown walk back over to Scarlett with my big bloody grin. Lilith is cupping her mouth, doing her best to stifle the giggles. I love how much she's enjoying this.

"Where were we... AHH YES. You were about to play with me so I didn't have to play with myself." My hands go back into the game's starting position. Scarlett doesn't move. "Whether you play or not, the outcome is still your fault." I lay the guilt on her in hopes that she’ll participate, but she folds her arms over her chest and turns her head. The dim light in the room is enough to highlight the gloss forming in her eyes. I am breaking her and fuck does that make me horny.

"Rock.." I swing my fist down and tap my open palm. "Paper..." I bring it down again, each time slow and easy. "Scissors...." I swing a third time and get ready to reveal my weapon of choice. "..Shoot," I whisper, roughly slamming my fist into my hand with two fingers extended. "Oh... Scissors it is." My voice drops to amore ominous tone.

"Wait... No!" Scarlett turns back to me. "Please... just... let's just keep going. I... I really want to see the rest of the haunt. It's just... it's so scary."

I freeze. A pleading look washes over my face. "You... really think my haunt is scary?"

"Yes! Yes... it is so scary. I’m just... I'm dying to see the rest of it, please just, let's go," she begs. A single tear escapes her eyelid and swims down her cheek.

"I have something really fun to show you after this... maybe we should..." I say as I turn my back to her. I hear her sigh of relief, thinking she got through to me. I look down and watch the front of my pants dampen as I pee a little with how excited I am. Without her seeing, I pull a pair of shears from the oversized pockets of my clown pants. "AS SOON AS WE FINISH THE GAME HAHA!" I scream.

By the time Scarlett lets out a scream, I am on top of the man hacking and stabbing into his flesh. Maniacal laughter spills from me as I plunge the steel blades into his face and neck. Blood begins spurting from all the new puncture wounds I’m gifting him. As I shimmy down his body, the adrenaline of having an audience spins me further down the rabbit hole of insanity. I open the shears as I slam them into his gut and close them while still inside. Snipping and cutting everything that ends up between the blades when they enter him.

My chest heaves as I lean back and admire a job well done. Looking up at Scarlett, I smile again. "Good choice, sugar tits. But we got one more to go before moving on." I smile and look at the woman on the other table. "Butdon't worry. It's not real... right?" I smirk looking at Rob as he’s just now getting up off the floor. "Let's see, who's next to play... how about…" I tap my chin with my index finger as I look around. When my eyes find Lilith, she is practically vibrating with excitement, hoping for sure that I pick her. Why not, my Little Corpse Queen? "You... Lilith."

The group parts as I walk toward her, and she takes a few steps to meet me. "Lilith, please... what the fuck are you doing?" Jamie says through tears. I am genuinely surprised she hasn't passed out by now.

"It's all fake, remember?" Lilith says with sass, looking her in the eyes before turning to face me with a smirk. She knows god damn well that nothing about this is fake.

"Are you ready?" I ask, getting my hands in position. She copies my stance and nods. Together, we say, "Rock... Paper... Scissors... Shoot.” My hand comes down with scissors, but Lilith comes down with rock. "Oh, rock wins," I growl as I take her hand and walk her over to the table. On the floor is a rock that’s smooth, flat, and about the size of a five-subject notebook. I pick it up and hold it out to Lilith. "Would you like to do the honors?"

Lilith bites her lip as she thinks for a moment, looking at the girl crying on the table and back at me. The pleading of the group behind her is drowned out as I stare into her soul, watching it change before my very eyes. Watching it die and become disgusting and blackened, just like mine.

She takes the rock and stands at the head of the tablelooking down at her first victim as the new her. With no hesitation, she lifts the rock up over her head. No doubt the years of hauling dead bodies has made her a lot stronger than she looks. She finds me one last time with her eyes, catching me palming my cock over my pants as I watch her crossing the point of no return. With the scream of a warrior, she swings the rock down, and the sound of cartilage breaking and bones cracking bounces around the room. The girl on the table immediately starts convulsing, her eyes rolling back in her head at slightly different angles. Lilith smiles and swipes her top lip with her tongue before raising the rock up again and bringing it down with the same force as the first time. A squelching sound gurgles in the woman's throat, and when she pulls the rock back, we can see that most of her front teeth have been smashed into the back of her throat. She starts choking on them as Lilith holds the rock over her head again, and I just can't control myself. I walk over and stand behind her, my hardened cock now pressing against her ass. She whimpers and lets her head fall back against my chest.

"Again..." I tell her. She brings the rock down hard. "Again..." She lifts the rock and swings it down. "Again..." Lilith starts to take deep, heavy breaths, pulling the rock back and slamming it down again. "Again..." She is getting wild now, peeling the rock off the rapidly deteriorating face of her victim over and over, no longer needing my command, until there's not a single piece of her face that's recognizable. Just a sloppy mess of bone, blood, and brains.

I slide my arm under hers, snaking my hand up between her breasts, and force her back against my chest. "I can only imagine how wet that little cunt is right now, and trust me, it's going to get used tonight. But not yet. You just soak those panties for me, and I'll let you know when you're allowed to cum." I growl softly in her ear. That message is for her andonlyher.

"Excellent. Are we ready to move on?" I cheer, letting Lilith go and stepping around her to go to the front of the group. "Right this way!" I say, pushing open a hidden door and holding it open for them to follow. "Now," I demand with a tone not as happy-go-lucky as my clown voice.

They all file into the room, cautious and weary, almost as if they are walking towards their deaths. Lilith trails behind and I take her hand, squeezing it as she squeezes back. She leans in. "Two things. You are more than welcome to use my friends in one of your sets, and two, your big fucking cock needs to be inside me immediately or I might cum just from walking," she whispers.

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