Another one written for a project that never happened!
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Nick had been stalking his prey for weeks. He knew her inside and out. He had followed her and learned her routines carefully. She was not his usual prey and that was what had interested him in her. She was in a professional job, a psychologist, clever, intelligent, tall at six foot with delicious perky tits.
Her dark hair was cut short and he could imagine gripping it tightly in his hands. Laura worked specific days and always left home at a certain time. She had a boyfriend who was there most of the time apart from one day of the week when she was home alone. Through careful observation he knew that on this day she did most of her cleaning and then took a bath early afternoon and relaxed watching rubbish TV.
He had tracked her movements for weeks and knew all about her and what she did, where she went, who came round and when and was prepared for today. He knew the boyfriend was prone to forgetting his key and so there was one hidden in the back yard under a zombie gnome. Today he was going to take his prey.
Silently he moved into the back yard, wearing his mask and dark clothes he found the key and silently opened the back door. Slipping into the house he could hear the water draining from the bath. He walked through the house, bolting the front door just in case her sister decided to drop in unannounced. Pausing to stroke the wooden bannister railing he made his way up the stairs towards the bathroom. Checking it silently he found it empty.
Padding stealthily up the stairs he checked one room then moved onto the last room, the one he knew belonged to her and the boyfriend as a bedroom. Pausing at the door he stopped to listen. She was talking on the phone to someone. Apparently the conversation was quite naughty. He licked his lips listening to her call someone Master over the phone - listening to her play with herself. He shifted his weight and the wooden floorboard creaked under him.
He heard her freeze then a whispered goodbye, she had to go, her sister might have come over. He grinned and heard her walk up to the door. As she opened it he slammed into the room grabbing her round the throat, his eyes revelling in her nakedness as he shoved her back hard onto the bed with his hand gripping her throat tightly and a knife pressed to her tits as she collapsed backwards onto the bed, legs sprawling as she flopped. Nick let go of her throat, grabbed the cuffs from his belt and whilst she was still dazed cuffed her wrists and dragged them up to the headboard.