Amy woke up in a diminished motel room, she looked around the room. It was modestly furnished. She was still quite sore from the previous days Assault, but it was more like a dull infliction than anything else. Her eyes darted around the room. The conclusion thing she remembered was ... Amy immediately started moving around, half expecting to sustain been bound in some way, but she was n't. She rolled out the bed and on to her feet. She was wearing baggy sweat pants and a poor trying on tank top.

"hello ! ?"Amy called out. There was n't too a lot space for someone to be hiding or anything. She checked the threshold. It was locked, the nob for the dead bolt had been screwed off. She went into the bureau beside the bed. Atleast I 'll be able-bodied to find out where I am. She thought to herself. After searching through everything, she realized that she was in the mop up component part of townspeople she could possibly be in. Suddenly being locked in did n't seem so bad. She looked around for her pocketbook. It was there, along with her ID and some meds. She went ahead and took her pills before turning on the TV. The one affair 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 wall. Amy sighed and decided she 'd have to await for her new capturer before she could do anything.

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Several time of day passed before she heard a key turn in the door. In walked a heavy set black man, the same one who almost killed her. The Lapp one who killed her attacker and apparently the same one who had brought her here.

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

"Yeah, it 's me ... kinda."The man replied. He looked a lot different than the man she 'd met respective calendar month before. Mostly it was something about his demeanour that changed, something in his center. He put down several large udder before handing Amy a duo of slings and a twosome for her hand."How are you feeling ?"john asked, putting several matter in the mini-fridge.

"I 'm okay."Amy replied, wincing as she put her distich on. John stared at her for a moment."What, I 'm fine."Amy protested his accusing look."I 'm still really sore, okay."she said rolling her eyes."It 's cipher I ca n't deal with."

"I 'm sorry 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 live, the rest period ... the residue does n't really matter."Amy replied in her common dismissive manner.

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

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

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

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

The water felt skilful, cascading down Amy 's bruised and battered organic structure. 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 mo. Apparently the bones in her hand had been reset, but she could still see the puncture fool of when Miko stepped on her paw with those stiletto heels. Her intellect drifted to the last she 'd seen of Miko, her laying on the ground, impaled on a nursing bottle as she crawled out of the bathroom. She saw the look on trick 's face. It was n't the same as what she 'd expected. It was n't like the flavour on her begetter 's typeface or the looking at on her ex-husband 's facial expression. It was different. There was no anger, no goose egg. It was just cold, emotionless. She thought about her cousin and how something very exchangeable had been done to her at a very Pres Young age. Was he thinking about that when he did impaled Miko like that ? Amy wondered. The lack of dry out cum inside of her told her that 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 1st clip he 'd killed. But she did have a trump posting. Something she knew would hold open him from killing her, assuming he even would. Confident that she 'd worked everything out, she sat back and enjoyed her shower bath.

trick listened to the phone of the shower start and sat back, watching the TV. Family Guy was on. He chuckled at the irony, considering the first time they 'd met, they were watching Family Guy. He glanced over at her purse and tossed her cell phone back inside. He had been tempted to look for info on her cellphone, but he decided against it. Instead he wondered how long would she be willing to quell before she 'd need to get home. What she thought of him, having seen him down. What was really going on in her straits. He could n't help but recall the strait of Amy breaking down when she thought he was going to stamp out her. He 'd omit hints, hoping she 'd catch on. Hoping that she would n't be so pit, but until she said is name, she did n't sleep with whether she 'd caught on or not. He did know one thing, affair where not prophylactic for Amy out there, not by a long shot. Having given up all hopes of finding her through traditional means, he 'd come down here to traverse her down after they 'd lost touch. He knew there was one person who might hump where she was, but he needed to be smart about it. Fortunately Amy 's cousin, Lia, had kept his name out of the entirely berth so there was no need for him to worry. He knew who was after Amy, and that soul did n't know him, so he was in a pretty beneficial side when he finally got down there. He 'd talked to his don about surviving in the streets, his Padre having been homeless for several years. He took his supply of prescription medicine anovulant down with him to help oneself garner favors until he 'd suffer where he wanted to go. Unfortunately the guy did n't have intercourse much, but since he was already down there and was to some degree part of that worldly concern, he decided to work with them and earn more confidence and favors til the fourth dimension that he needed to strike. He 'd done a few contract killings, his independent MO was mostly using bombs and receiving set controlled cable car, but something about this earthly concern appealed to him. It felt almost natural. The iniquity function of him were starting to render and the people in that world liked what they saw.

His cerebration were interrupted as Amy exited the bathroom, looking a sight better than when she 'd entered.

"Okay, 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 prophylactic and I did n't know where your uncle lived."John said, looking back up at her.

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

"Actually it was the last thing you said before you fell out."john chuckled."I did n't take care 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 ...."John trailed off. Amy looked at him confused, obviously something was bothering him, usually he was pretty forthcoming about his flavour."It does n't matter. Is n't that what you 'd say. I came down, I found you, you 're O.K.. That 's really all that matters."

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

"Yeah, I did. I do n't know why you 'd be surprised. I 've told you how often I care about you."King John 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."toilet said, starting to palpate 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 likeness of normalcy.

"Yeah, and you were supposed to actually"try"and look in force this time."John joked, commenting on the first clock time they 'd met.

"well unless you have some clothes for me and would be willing to expect for a few, I guess you 're kind of out of luck."

"To be honest, you do n't look bad now."John the Evangelist smiled looking at the light correspond sweat knickers, a slight jut started to form in his trouser, thinking about how easy it would be to lease them off. He glanced up at the top. The sides of her titty were clearly visible. She was wearing his wearing apparel which obviously did n't fit her very well. The bulge did n't fly the coop Amy 's notice. A smile crossed her face.

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

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

"I saved your animation 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 make pancakes from scratch."he joked as he stood up."I also distinctly remember someone thinking that they could select me."he said pushing Amy slightly.

"fountainhead, considering."Amy said, glancing at her humiliated hired hand."I think I 'll have to take a rain stoppage on that one."

"What if it was n't up to you."Saint John continued, pushing her lightly again, she stumbled back even further."That could 've all been an elaborate plan to soften you up, so I could take away you ... well, I suppose if it was actually a plan I would n't have killed anyone, but whatever."John the Divine said taking a few steps forward. Unfortunately his mentioning of that killed any thought Amy had of engaging in this foreplay. John could see it in her face as her manifestation changed.

"Yeah ... I suppose not."Amy said as she looked down at her trembling workforce."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 injured 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 hurt you even more ... so I killed them. plain and simple. I do n't feel any form of way about it. They were atrocious people and if I did n't stamp out them ... they just would 've done it to someone else. Anyways, it 's not like they would 've let me will with you."whoremonger said, as though it was n't a big deal. Amy pulled her manpower away. She could n't allot 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 zero and did n't feel anything. Atleast her founder was crazy, atleast her ex-husband was furious. Him he was n't either. It was Thomas More of a topic 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 middle 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 level and said you were dead. Amy, what 's wrong ?"John said taking a step closer. He could smell the dread, maybe even a hint of care. Something inside of him started to moil."Oh, you think I would 've killed you. That 's what you think, you think I 'm just some variety of ..."John 's eyes turn frigid"... monster."he says taking yet another step towards Amy. Amy took a late breath. I 've been through speculative, it 'll be ticket. She thought to herself, trying to calm herself down.

"I do n't make love what to think."Amy replied, staring right into his cold eye."You attacked me and nearly drowned me. I ... I just do n't know."

"Well ..."lavatory 's eyes soften again."... you 're untimely. I 'm not a monster. I 'm just a person, protecting somebody he cares about."he continues, cradling Amy 's face in his hands, tilting it upward towards his. Her back talk part slightly as his lips pressed against hers. Amy runs her helping hand through is hair, as his arms wrap around her waist. This is n't how either of them had thought affair would go when they 'd planned their merging. Infact their meeting was to be closer to the attack Amy had experienced that late nighttime than to what was happening now, but somehow what was happening felt ... right. Amy 's body melted in is arms as their clapper danced in each others back talk. He lifted her off the ground, her leg wrapped as her torso 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 face between her second joint. Normally this was not Amy 's thing, to a greater extent 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 somebody to actually be mild and caring towards her. She sat up at first before her shoulders told her it was better for her to lay back. His thick beard tickled the inside of her thighs as his natural language entered her, his nose pressed against her clit as he licked and slurped between her thighs. Slowly but surely her physical structure started to respond as her ventilation got ragged and her cunt started to moisten. He takes his digit and starts rubbing and pinching her clit. His spit buried inside of her as he vigorously rubbed her clitoris. Amy 's thigh start to tremble as waves of delight start to wash over her. She starts gripping the bound of the bed, her wetness now freely flowing from her torso as her legs lock around his spine, keeping his face locked between her second joint. Amy moaned loudly as he continued his oral assault, before switching it up a bit, his lip now on her clit as he licked and sucked it into his mouth, keeping the sucking going as he flicked her tender little nub with his tongue. She bucked and grinded her crotch into his face, her legs quaking as she fell to orgasm.

whoremaster hungrily slurped her free 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 shoulders as he thrust his expectant thick cock inside of her still quivering fuck mess. Amy again moaned loudly as his orotund 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 coming before he started to squeeze himself inside of her once again. His full weight driving his cock into her with each thrust, driving the breather from her body. His fingers laid clasped in hers as their rim again locked against one another. He ground his turncock into her sore clutching sex as they kissed passionately locked in each early 's embrace. They held each early like this for several minutes before their kiss was broken by the moans erupting from Amy 's mouth. Slowly but surely the grinding stopped and trick began to hurl into her once again, slowly at outset but then he quickened the pace, once again pounding his cock into her, grazing the very rich component part her. His work force slowly slid around her throat as a smile crossed his cheek. As he pounded her, he slowly started applying insistency, her pant and groan became calm as her face reddened. He let go for a mo, allowing her to grab her breath before doing it again, this clock time for longer. Amy 's eubstance again started to pulsate as she once again fell to an O starved orgasm. Her fingerbreadth clawed as the bed as delight rushed through there eubstance. Although she 'd cum yet again, John continued driving himself into her now clutching cunt, wetness now erupting from her with each thrust, her eubstance still shaking. He sat back alittle, her legs still over his shoulder, but this meter he sat back enough so that he could reach her breast. He started slowly massaging her knocker as he thrust himself inside of her, a much slower pace than before. He took both nipples between his fingers between and started pinching and rubbing Amy 's voiceless garden pink nipples. Amy 's body slowly began to recover, before he started massaging her breast. She winced alittle as he started pinching and twisting progressively more raw nipples. He slid off of her eubstance and around beside her. John buried his digit into Amy 's pulsing cunt, as he started sucking and licking on her potent mammilla. His digit alternated between her clit and her bitch, using her wetness to lubricate his fingers as he rubbed her button. Amy slid her hand between his branch and started rubbing and stroking his hard, wet cock. He continued working her breast, twisting and licking her nipples as she stroked his cock. Soon John slid a tierce finger inside of her, hooking his finger upward, probing her g-spot as she scraped her fingernails lightly up his shaft. Amy 's body started to tense up as he licked where her scar had been. There was still a light-headed outline of the scar, but it was barely seeable unless you knew were to look. He glanced up at her and she started to relax again. He started rubbing her clitoris, his cum moistened fingers massaging her sensitive little nub. She licked her precum and wetness traverse hand as she started stroking him again. St. John the Apostle started pounding his fingers back into her again quivering cunt, this time quite roughly, rubbing her g-spot as his digit squished inside of her, her breathing spell again started getting ragged as he took his free handwriting and started rubbing her clit, ushering her sexual climax even faster. Amy 's thighs snapped shut around his script as she was again taken, more violently this metre, than before. Amy 's cunt erupted, forcing his fingers from her body as cum flooded from her soundbox. He stood up smiling as Amy 's Thomas Young trunk twitched and spasmed on the bed. He slowly walked back around her, taking in the beautiful trope of her body vibration, her face twisted in pleasure. 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 longsighted red hair's-breadth to the English, he starts kissing the book binding of her neck as he rides her concentrated into the bed. He slows down to start blowing on the back of her neck, sending chills through her now super sensitive consistence, reaching around her to again rub and rub down her breast. Amy moans loudly as waves of pleasance continually wash over her consistence, zippo separating one climax from the side by side. John Lackland feels himself reaching orgasm as his own breathing space become ragged. He forcefully wraps his hired man around Amy 's throat. He starts throttling her choking her violently as he shakes her as he pounds himself into her, his script start clench even slopped around her throat. He relentlessly pound his ramrod into her. Amy weakly clawed at his hands as she started again to fade. Amy 's struggles started to fade as he pressed cock right against her cervix uteri, shooting lading after load of hot cum inside of her pulsing ass box. He releases right as Amy reaches another coming, her nearly unconscious organic structure collapsing on the bed. John slowly rolled off of Amy 's quivering, cum hazed, body, rolling her on her side. Amy managed to smile through her cum drunk fog as she felt his hot cum dripping down the cover of her second joint. As very much as John wanted to continue to coerce 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 head resting against his chest of drawers as he wrapped his blazon around her and let her rest. Her eubstance was still trembling after the orgasmic ravishment. can smiled as he kissed Amy 's slumbering figure on the forehead. For only the second time in his life, he was laid beside someone he actually cared about. Things were good .