Amy woke up in a small motel room, she looked around the elbow room. It was modestly furnished. She was still quite sore from the previous days assault, but it was more like a dull pain than anything else. Her center darted around the elbow room. The last thing she remembered was ... Amy immediately started moving around, half expecting to ingest been bound in some way, but she was n't. She rolled out the bed and on to her feet. She was wearing baggy lather pants and a poor fitting tank top.

"how-do-you-do ! ?"Amy called out. There was n't too much space for person to be hiding or anything. She checked the door. It was locked, the nob for the dead deadbolt had been screwed off. She went into the dressing table beside the bed. Atleast I 'll be able to get hold out where I am. She thought to herself. After searching through everything, she realized that she was in the worst constituent of town she could possibly be in. Suddenly being locked in did n't look so bad. She looked around for her pocketbook. It was there, along with her ID and some MEd. She went ahead and took her contraceptive pill before turning on the TV. The one matter she was missing from her pocketbook was her cellphone. She glanced over at the motel phone, but she did n't see the cord connecting it to the paries. Amy sighed and decided she 'd have to wait for her new captor before she could do anything.

******

Several hours passed before she heard a key turning in the door. In walked a heavy set shameful man, the same one who almost killed her. The same one who killed her aggressor and apparently the same one who had brought her here.

"can ... is that you ?"Amy said, hoping the somebody would say yes. Atleast if it was John, she knew that to some stage she 'd be safe.

"Yeah, it 's me ... kinda."The man replied. He looked a lot different than the man she 'd met several months before. Mostly it was something about his demeanor that changed, something in his centre. He put down respective large bags before handing Amy a pair of slings and a brace for her hired man."How are you feeling ?"John asked, putting several things in the mini-fridge.

"I 'm okay."Amy replied, wincing as she put her yoke on. John stared at her for a import."What, I 'm fine."Amy protested his accusing aspect."I 'm still really sore, okay."she said rolling her oculus."It 's naught I ca n't deal with."

"I 'm dingy it took so long for me to get there, I did n't realize it was you until I actually got to the house."

"I 'm animated, the sleep ... the balance does n't really matter."Amy replied in her common dismissive manner.

"Amy, plosive. It does affair. I 've seen your scars. I saw what they did to you. It does matter."lavatory said, pressing Amy to be honest with him.

"I ... I just mean you do n't postulate to be sorry ..."Amy said looking away."I 've survived worse."she continued. Saint John sat down beside her on the bed.

"I know you have. But you should n't have to have survived any of it."

"That 's life."Amy shrugged."I 'm going to go accept a shower."Amy said standing up."Alone ..."John nodded. He 'd had no intention of joining her despite several conversations they 'd had over the time they 'd known each early. Not that he did n't want to, it just was n't the sentence.

The piddle felt good, cascading down Amy 's bruised and battered body. It was quite was in quite a bit of discomfort washing herself, her arms constantly feeling like they were going to pop out of the sockets at any moment. Apparently the bones in her hand had been reset, but she could still see the puncture mark of when Miko stepped on her hand with those stiletto dog. Her mind drifted to the death she 'd seen of Miko, her laying on the solid ground, impaled on a bottle as she crawled out of the can. She saw the expression on John 's aspect. It was n't the same as what she 'd expected. It was n't like the look on her father 's cheek or the look on her ex-husband 's expression. It was different. There was no anger, no nothing. It was just coldness, emotionless. She thought about her cousin and how something very interchangeable had been done to her at a very young age. Was he thinking about that when he did stake Miko like that ? Amy wondered. The deficiency of dried cum inside of her told her that King John had cleaned her up before putting her in the bed. She wondered if he would 've killed her had she not made him cum. This clearly was n't the starting time time he 'd killed. But she did suffer a trump scorecard. Something she knew would prevent him from killing her, assuming he even would. Confident that she 'd exploit everything out, she sat back and enjoyed her exhibitor.

John listened to the sound of the shower bath starting and sat back, watching the TV. kin Guy was on. He chuckled at the irony, considering the for the first time time they 'd met, they were watching Family Guy. He glanced over at her handbag and tossed her cell phone back inside. He had been tempted to search for info on her cellphone, but he decided against it. Instead he wondered how long would she be willing to stay before she 'd want to get home base. What she thought of him, having seen him kill. What was really going on in her principal. He could n't help but remember the sound of Amy breaking down when she thought he was going to kill her. He 'd throw away confidential information, hoping she 'd catch on. Hoping that she would n't be so scared, but until she said is name, she did n't cognize whether she 'd caught on or not. He did know one thing, things where not safe for Amy out there, not by a retentive shot. Having given up all Bob Hope of finding her through traditional means, he 'd come down here to chase after her down after they 'd lost touch. He knew there was one somebody who might jazz where she was, but he needed to be smart about it. Fortunately Amy 's cousin-german, Lia, had kept his name out of the all situation so there was no need for him to worry. He knew who was after Amy, and that person did n't be intimate him, so he was in a pretty commodity position when he finally got down there. He 'd talked to his Padre about surviving in the streets, his father having been homeless for several years. He took his provision of prescription birth control pill down with him to help granary favors until he 'd gotten where he wanted to go. Unfortunately the guy did n't eff much, but since he was already down there and was to some degree function of that Earth, he decided to lick with them and pull together to a greater extent faith and favors til the clock time that he needed to take. He 'd done a few contract cleanup, his main MO was mostly using bombs and radio controlled cars, but something about this cosmos appealed to him. It felt almost natural. The dark persona of him were starting to testify and the citizenry in that world liked what they saw.

His thoughts were interrupted as Amy exited the privy, looking a mess better than when she 'd entered.

"okey, why am I here ?"Amy asked staring at John as he sat on the bed.

"I brought you here cause I wanted you to be dependable and I did n't know where your uncle lived."lavatory said, looking back up at her.

"Thank you. I 'm not sure enough I got to say that earlier."

"Actually it was the shoemaker's last thing you said before you fell out."privy chuckled."I did n't listen though, I 'm kinda used to you falling asleep on me. I must be pretty boring."he joked. Amy smiled.

"What are you doing here ... and why were you working with those people."Amy inquired. Normally she would n't, but it just seemed really odd to her.

"I gave up. That 's why I 'm down here. I got tired of being rational, of being normal. I figured if I 'd done that in the beginning, perhaps I could 've ...."whoremonger trailed off. Amy looked at him confused, obviously something was bothering him, usually he was pretty forthcoming about his tone."It does n't matter. Is n't that what you 'd say. I came down, I found you, you 're okay. That 's really all that matters."

"I suppose so. I guess it 's sentence for me to get going."Amy said, alittle confused."You came down for me ?"

"Yeah, I did. I do n't screw why you 'd be surprised. I 've told you how much I care about you."privy said, looking away.

"But ..."

"Yeah, I know ... but still. You where here for me, now I 'm here for you. Perhaps we should leave it at that."John said, starting to feel a bit uncomfortable, as was Amy.

"You still owe me, you know. We were supposed to go out, your dainty when you came back down."Amy said with a grinning, trying to get things back go some semblance of normalcy.

"Yeah, and you were supposed to actually"try"and look effective this time."John joked, commenting on the firstly prison term they 'd met.

"wellspring unless you have some apparel for me and would be willing to hold off for a few, I guess you 're kind of out of luck."

"To be honest, you do n't look bad now."trick smiled looking at the on the loose fitting sweat pants, a slight bulge started to organise in his gasp, thinking about how light it would be to take them off. He glanced up at the top. The English of her breast were clearly seeable. She was wearing his clothes which obviously did n't fit her very well. The protuberance did n't escape Amy 's notice. A smile crossed her face.

"I bet I know what you 're thinking ... I ca n't entrust until you get some blueberry pancakes."

"Actually I was kinda thinking you owed me for saving your living, blueberry bush pancakes would be the least I could get."

"I saved your lifetime if you remember correctly."

"Yes I do remember."John smiled."But I still think I 'm saving your life. You 've never seen me try to piss flapjack from scratch."he joked as he stood up."I also distinctly commend mortal thinking that they could take me."he said pushing Amy slightly.

"fountainhead, considering."Amy said, glancing at her broken hand."I think I 'll have to take a rainfall check on that one."

"What if it was n't up to you."John continued, pushing her lightly again, she stumbled back even further."That could 've all been an lucubrate plan to damp you up, so I could submit you ... well, I suppose if it was actually a plan I would n't possess killed anyone, but whatever."John said taking a few stride forward. Unfortunately his mentioning of that killed any mentation Amy had of engaging in this foreplay. John Lackland could see it in her face as her face changed.

"Yeah ... I suppose not."Amy said as she looked down at her trembling hands."I ... I killed someone yesterday."Amy said as though it just hit her.

"No you did n't. You saved me yesterday. He was going to bash me with that 2x4. You totally saved my ass."John said taking her hands. He could feel them shaking slightly. Amy winced slightly as he squeezed her injure hand.

"You 're right."Amy said, choking back her emotions."But you ..."

"Yeah, I know. I murdered them. They hurt someone I cared about, they were going to injure you even more ... so I killed them. quetch and simple. I do n't feel any kind of way about it. They were frightening mass and if I did n't kill them ... they just would 've done it to someone else. Anyways, it 's not like they would 've let me bequeath with you."John said, as though it was n't a big deal. Amy pulled her work force away. She could n't deal with this not right now. The man before her just killed two people with no signs of remorse at all. Just snuffed them out like they were aught and did n't feel anything. Atleast her father was half-baked, atleast her ex-husband was wild. Him he was n't either. It was more of a matter of fact to him.

"I 've ... I 've got to go."Amy said, stepping back. It was only then that she 'd noticed that she was up against a wall. Her heart locked on to his."And if I did n't make you cum ... what would 've happened then ..."

"You would 've passed out and I would 've tossed you on the floor and said you were bushed. Amy, what 's improper ?"John the Divine said taking a step closer. He could smell the apprehension, maybe even a confidential information of fear. Something inside of him started to boil."Oh, you think I would 've killed you. That 's what you think, you think I 'm just some kind of ..."trick 's eyes turn cold"... monster."he says taking yet another step towards Amy. Amy took a inscrutable breather. I 've been through speculative, it 'll be ok. She thought to herself, trying to quieten herself down.

"I do n't recognise what to think."Amy replied, staring right into his moth-eaten oculus."You attacked me and nearly drowned me. I ... I just do n't know."

"Well ..."John 's optic soften again."... you 're wrong. I 'm not a devil. I 'm just a person, protecting someone he cares about."he continues, cradling Amy 's face in his hands, tilting it upward towards his. Her rim part slightly as his mouth pressed against hers. Amy runs her handwriting through is whisker, as his arms wrapper around her waistline. This is n't how either of them had thought things would go when they 'd planned their meeting. Infact their meeting was to be nearer to the onset Amy had experienced that previous night than to what was happening now, but somehow what was happening felt ... right. Amy 's body melted in is arms as their natural language danced in each others oral fissure. He lifted her off the ground, her legs wrapped as her body as he walked her to the bed. Amy bounced roughly as John tossed her onto the bed. Quickly sliding her pants down, he pressed his brass between her second joint. Normally this was not Amy 's matter, more used to getting and being used for pleasure than receiving it, but today it felt right. As much as she was normally against it, after what she 'd experienced the previous day, it felt good for someone to actually be soft and caring towards her. She sat up at beginning before her shoulder joint told her it was better for her to lay back. His boneheaded beard tickled the interior of her thighs as his tongue entered her, his nose pressed against her clit as he licked and slurped between her second joint. Slowly but surely her body started to answer as her breathing got ragged and her cunt started to moisten. He takes his finger's breadth and starts rubbing and pinching her clit. His tongue buried inside of her as he vigorously rubbed her clitoris. Amy 's thighs start to tremble as waves of pleasure scratch to wash over her. She starts gripping the border of the bed, her wetness now freely flowing from her body as her legs lock around his back, keeping his font locked between her second joint. Amy moaned loudly as he continued his viva voce assault, before switching it up a bit, his mouth now on her clit as he licked and sucked it into his mouth, keeping the suction going as he flicked her sensitive fiddling nub with his tongue. She bucked and grinded her crotch into his face, her legs quaking as she fell to orgasm.

john hungrily slurped her barren flowing wetness as he stripped off his pants. Amy still laid trembling in the throws of orgasm as John climbed atop of her, Amy 's legs in his shoulder as he thrust his magnanimous thick cock inside of her still quivering know hole. Amy again moaned loudly as his large cock filled her hot, quaking depths. He pressed himself deep as far inside of her as he could go, letting her adjust and recover from her first orgasm before he started to shove himself inside of her once again. His total weight unit driving his shaft into her with each thrust, driving the intimation from her body. His fingers laid clasped in hers as their lips again locked against one another. He ground his rooster into her sore clutching sex as they kissed passionately locked in each other 's embracement. They held each other like this for several min before their kiss was broken by the moans erupting from Amy 's lips. Slowly but surely the detrition stopped and John began to thrust into her once again, slowly at first but then he quickened the step, once again pounding his cock into her, grazing the very deepest division her. His hand slowly slid around her throat as a grinning crossed his nerve. As he pounded her, he slowly started applying force per unit area, her gasp and moan became quieted as her case reddened. He let go for a moment, allowing her to catch her breath before doing it again, this meter for yearner. Amy 's consistency again started to quiver as she once again fell to an O starved orgasm. Her fingers clawed as the bed as pleasure rushed through there soundbox. Although she 'd cum yet again, John continued driving himself into her now clutching cunt, wetness now erupting from her with each thrust, her body still shaking. He sat back alittle, her legs still over his shoulder joint, but this time he sat back enough so that he could reach her white meat. He started slowly massaging her breast as he thrust himself inside of her, a much slower gait than before. He took both nipples between his fingers between and started pinching and rubbing Amy 's tough pink tit. Amy 's body slowly began to recover, before he started massaging her breast. She winced alittle as he started pinching and twisting progressively more sensitive teat. He slid off of her eubstance and around beside her. can buried his fingers into Amy 's pulsing cunt, as he started sucking and licking on her stiff nipples. His fingers alternated between her clitoris and her puss, using her wetness to lube his finger's breadth as he rubbed her clitoris. Amy slid her helping hand between his legs and started rubbing and stroking his hard, wet cock. He continued working her titty, twisting and licking her pap as she stroked his cock. Soon trick slid a thirdly finger's breadth inside of her, hooking his fingers upward, probing her g-spot as she scraped her fingernails lightly up his dick. Amy 's body started to tense up up as he licked where her scar had been. There was still a faint abstract of the scar, but it was barely visible unless you knew were to count. He glanced up at her and she started to unlax again. He started rubbing her clit, his cum moistened fingers massaging her tender little nub. She licked her precum and wetness covered hand as she started stroking him again. John started pounding his fingerbreadth back into her again quivering cunt, this time quite roughly, rubbing her g-spot as his fingerbreadth squished inside of her, her breaths again started getting ragged as he took his destitute hand and started rubbing her clit, ushering her orgasm even faster. Amy 's second joint snapped shut around his manus as she was again taken, more violently this time, than before. Amy 's slit erupted, forcing his finger from her body as cum flooded from her eubstance. He stood up smiling as Amy 's young body twitched and spasmed on the bed. He slowly walked back around her, taking in the beautiful image of her physical structure trembling, her face twisted in pleasance. He walked back around and turned her over on her abdomen. He again plunges himself inside of her as she moans softly her mind now lost in an orgasmic haze as he hammers himself inside of her. Pushing her long red hair to the incline, he starts kissing the dorsum of her neck as he rides her laborious into the bed. He slows down to start blowing on the back of her neck, sending chills through her now crack sensitive organic structure, reaching around her to again rub and rub down her breast. Amy moans loudly as waves of joy continually wash over her organic structure, aught separating one orgasm from the next. John feels himself reaching orgasm as his own breaths become ragged. He forcefully wraps his script around Amy 's throat. He starts throttling her choking her violently as he shakes her as he pounds himself into her, his work force start clinch even tighter around her throat. He relentlessly mallet his ramrod into her. Amy weakly clawed at his hands as she started again to melt. Amy 's struggles started to fade as he pressed cock rightfulness against her cervix, shooting load after burden of hot cum inside of her pulsing fuck box. He releases right as Amy reaches another orgasm, her nearly unconscious mind soundbox collapsing on the bed. John slowly rolled off of Amy 's palpitation, cum hazed, body, rolling her on her face. Amy managed to smile through her cum drunk haze as she felt his hot cum dripping down the back of her thighs. As a good deal as John wanted to stay to force her to orgasm, he knew she 'd been through quite an ordeal and she 'd need some sentence to recover. Instead, he pulled her over on him, her mind resting against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her and let her residue. Her body was still trembling after the orgasmic violation. John smiled as he kissed Amy 's slumbering form on the forehead. For only the second time in his life story, he was laid beside someone he actually cared about. affair were good .