Psychopath – Episode 2 (18+)

Psychopath 18+ – Episode 2

ki*ll my B-tch.

After I escaped the ghost scene with a shot arm before the police arrived, I drove to my house in the river shore.
Sent a message to Doctor Lucas, who came to treat my wound. I stayed off business for awhile, until Don came into the picture.

After I received a call from Don Smith, I drove to Santa Crib on Saturday to meet him. I parked by the street and walked to No-Light club, the door was shut and two bouncers stood side by side on the major entrance into the club house.

“You claimed to be a player?” One of them asked me “I f-cked your wife” I replied. They let me in, I strode on the passage and saw Don who sat on a chair facing the bartender, smokes emanated from his position.

The club is empty left for only Don and the bartender, “Spiff!” He called my name as I took the seat beside him. “You are getting old, Don” I replied him, the barman served me drink with a glass.

“Have your drink, Spiff” Don told me to drink when it looked like I won’t take anything, he gave up when I insisted on taking nothing. “Come with me, Spiff” he said and stood up, we both walked to a little room that looked like his office dimly lit by a green bulb.

“I want you to deliver her to hades” he said and gave me a picture, I saw the hurt on his face, but didn’t mind. I took the picture and on my way out of his office “his my young wife, Spiff” he said behind me. I didn’t reply and left the club house, before I entered my car I spotted Spiff favorite car, I walked to his car and placed a tracker beneath and left the area.

Young Mrs. Don, married to Don as his third wife last year. She always visits Moonlight club to be f-cked by any motherf-cker on Sundays, a club with just two entrances, front and behind. Each entrance secured by four armed men.

I drove to moonlight club on Sunday night and parked on the street, and waited for her car to arrive. It didn’t take long before she arrived and went into the club house, I came down from the car and presented my ticket to the armed men and went in.

The club is filled with semi-cladded ladies and girls on panties, the guys there groped b-tts and b-obs at will. It took me awhile before I spotted young Mrs. Smith twerking on a young man because of the dimly lit house, I walked to her. “I’ll make you feel better” I whispered to her, she seized me up “you are fine, I’ll get down with you” she replied. My work made easy, I held her by the waist and pushed her to myself. I grabbed and squeezed her b-tt, and rubbed her nether on my hard c-ck in my trouser she must have felt how big I am.

She was turned on, her eyes twinkled with lust “lets go to the toilet, I want to f**k you like the b***h, you are” I whispered to her, she giggled like a college girl. Young Mrs. Smith is just twenty four, she held me by the arm and led me to one of the toilet closed to the back entrance.

The sound of the loud music reduced the moment she slammed the door shut and came hungrily on me, the kiss was rough and sweet. I dragged her mini-skirt up and find her without p-nt, she placed her leg on the closed wc. She held my head and directed my face to eat her p-ssy, she was already wet before I started sucking her p-ssy. I let my tongue danced already her cl-t and c-nt opening.

“Ohh- your ton..gue feels like a d-ck” she moaned loudly, she wanted to suck my d**k but I refused. I turned her face to the wall, and released my belt as my trouser fell from my waist. I fed her up with just a thrust, “ah ah ah, f-ck mee!” She moaned loudly. Her leg on the WC as I f-cked her hard and fast, I sp-nked her a-s hard “you are a sl-t!” I yelled at her “yes- yes- f-ck me like one” she cried out as she climaxed.

I felt my build up, I twisted her neck immediately. As life left her, she fell on the toilet floor as i jerked while looking at her p-ssy and c-mmed on her dead body. I sneaked out of the toilet and headed to the back entrance, there was no security there. It was unusual, I switched off all the lights in the hallway when i suspected motive of a trap. I walked to the door and held the door knob and turned it slowly, opening it slightly, I paused.

climbed the wall and hung above the door level, my both legs placed on both sides of the walls. I pushed the door open with my leg as bullets were rained into the hallway non-stop for ten minutes when the door was opened wide. I knew Don has betrayed me, when they heard no sounds they walked into the hallway to confirm who opened the door, I counted four men as they passed below me.

When they had walked to a reasonable distance, I jumped down and shot at them. “ahh!” One of them groaned in the dark, I ran out immediately they started firing back at me. I shut the door and ran to my car.

As I got to my car, I suspected that my car was tempered with, I left it and headed down street to get a taxi. I haven’t gone far, when my car exploded. “You’ll pay motherf-ckers!” I cursed under my breathe, I removed my phone from my pocket and saw a message sent by Don “you f-cked her, Spiff”.

I dialed his number, he picked up “hey man, I didn’t f-ck your young wife” I lied to the receiver which is Don, he laughed very hard “run, Spiff. Am coming for you” he replied and ended the call.

I checked the tracker direction and suspected that Don is heading to the station to report me as his wife killer, I waved down a taxi and hopped in. I directed the taxi driver with shabby hat on his head where to to take me to, we arrived there and I paid him off. I prevented the camera from capturing my face by not facing any of them, I wore a hood as I readied my guns.

There were lots of car coming and going on the tarred road, I checked the tracker signal and noticed that he will be here anytime soon. Immediately they arrived amongst the fleet of cars, I shot at the two side tyres. The driver lost control and slammed into another car ‘causing pandemonium, I kept on shooting at the car as I walked towards it, people around the place ran away.

I got to the car and saw everyone dead, I took Don’s phones and accessories. Dropped a bomb in the car and ran away from the street into another hideous street as I heard police siren.

If Client don’t pay, they pay with their life and I pay myself with their money.
That is the rule

©El Victor