A run to remember (the savage)

[Marilyn]

I scream out in pain and surprise as you enter me again. I really thought you where done with that. "Nooooo!" I sob, as you fuck me so hard I think I might die from it. It feels so hopeless, even though I have done everything to hurt you, you just keep on going. You have lost so much blood and you still have enough left to get it hard? What the hell are you made off??

I hit you on the chest, pushing, using all my strength to get you off me, but I can't. I'm not strong enough. "Get out of me!!" I growl and spit some blood in your face. You don't listen. "STOP IT!!!!!PLEASE!!!" I dig my fingers in to your flesh-wound and start to peal and pull, making the wound bigger. More blood runs down your shoulder and on to my hand.

[the savage]

It hurts. Oh god yes it hurts. Hurts so perfectly good. Your hand inside me as I am inside you. Thrusting viciously, taking you. Makin your entire body shake and the couch groan. It isn't the strongest it might collapse under the violence of this attack. As my vision narrows to a tunnel my arms wrap around your throat. And I start to squeeze. "We go out together."

[Marilyn]

I feel your hands squeeze the life out of me. "please don't!!" I try to say, but the words come out as air leaving my lungs, only my lips form the words. I see the light in your eyes fade as my own body turns cold. I try to peal your hands off my neck, holding on to every second of life I can. I feel your grip getting weaker. I don't know if it is you letting go or me dying.