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 twenty-four hour period assault, but it was more like a dull pain than anything else. Her eyes darted around the room. The close thing she remembered was ... Amy immediately started moving around, half expecting to have got 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 inadequate fitting tank top.

"hello ! ?"Amy called out. There was n't too practically space for someone to be hiding or anything. She checked the room access. It was locked, the nob for the stagnant bolt had been screwed off. She went into the dresser beside the bed. Atleast I 'll be able to ascertain out where I am. She thought to herself. After searching through everything, she realized that she was in the worst component part of Ithiel Town she could possibly be in. Suddenly being locked in did n't appear so bad. She looked around for her handbag. It was there, along with her ID and some meds. She went ahead and took her pills before turning on the TV. The one matter she was missing from her purse 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 waitress 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 smutty man, the same one who almost killed her. The Sami one who killed her assaulter and apparently the same one who had brought her here.

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

"Yeah, it 's me ... kinda."The man replied. He looked a lot dissimilar than the man she 'd met several month before. Mostly it was something about his demeanor that changed, something in his optic. He put down various great suitcase before handing Amy a distich of scarf bandage and a span for her hand."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. Saint John the Apostle stared at her for a moment."What, I 'm fine."Amy protested his accusing smell."I 'm still really sore, okay."she said rolling her eyes."It 's nothing I ca n't deal with."

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

"I 'm alive, the residue ... the rest does n't really matter."Amy replied in her usual dismissive manner.

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

"I ... I just intend you do n't postulate to be pitiful ..."Amy said looking away."I 've survived worse."she continued. St. 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 bring a shower."Amy said standing up."Alone ..."Saint John the Apostle nodded. He 'd had no intention of joining her despite respective conversations they 'd had over the metre they 'd known each other. Not that he did n't want to, it just was n't the metre.

The water felt respectable, 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 off-white in her script had been reset, but she could still see the puncture cross of when Miko stepped on her hand with those stiletto dog. Her mind drifted to the last she 'd seen of Miko, her laying on the footing, impaled on a bottleful as she crawled out of the bathroom. She saw the flavor on John 's face. It was n't the same as what she 'd expected. It was n't like the flavor on her father 's look or the face on her ex-husband 's nerve. It was different. There was no angriness, no nothing. It was just insensate, emotionless. She thought about her cousin and how something very like had been done to her at a very young age. Was he thinking about that when he did impaled Miko like that ? Amy wondered. The lack of dried 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 starting time time he 'd killed. But she did have a trump scorecard. Something she knew would hold on him from killing her, assuming he even would. Confident that she 'd worked everything out, she sat back and enjoyed her exhibitor.

trick listened to the sound of the shower start and sat back, watching the TV. kinsfolk Guy was on. He chuckled at the irony, considering the first base time they 'd met, they were watching Family Guy. He glanced over at her purse and tossed her cadre sound back inside. He had been tempted to take care for info on her cellular telephone, but he decided against it. Instead he wondered how long would she be will to stay before she 'd want to get home. What she thought of him, having seen him kill. What was really going on in her head. He could n't help oneself but recall the sound of Amy breaking down when she thought he was going to bolt down her. He 'd dropped touch, hoping she 'd view on. Hoping that she would n't be so pit, but until she said is name, she did n't bed whether she 'd caught on or not. He did acknowledge one matter, affair where not dependable for Amy out there, not by a retentive scene. Having given up all Bob Hope of finding her through traditional means, he 'd occur down here to give chase her down after they 'd lost touch. He knew there was one person who might bang where she was, but he needed to be smart about it. Fortunately Amy 's cousin-german, Lia, had kept his figure out of the whole situation so there was no need for him to worry. He knew who was after Amy, and that person did n't get it on him, so he was in a pretty good view when he finally got down there. He 'd talked to his father about surviving in the streets, his father having been stateless for several year. He took his supply of prescription birth control pill down with him to aid garner favors until he 'd gotten where he wanted to go. Unfortunately the guy did n't know much, but since he was already down there and was to some degree part of that world, he decided to work with them and collect more trust and favors til the time that he needed to come across. He 'd done a few contract violent death, his main MO was mostly using dud and wireless controlled automobile, but something about this world appealed to him. It felt almost rude. The dark component of him were starting to show and the people in that world liked what they saw.

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

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

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

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

"Actually it was the last affair you said before you fell out."whoremaster 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 other, perhaps I could 've ...."John trailed off. Amy looked at him confused, obviously something was bothering him, usually he was pretty forthcoming about his feelings."It does n't matter. Is n't that what you 'd say. I came down, I found you, you 're OK. 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 have a go at it why you 'd be surprised. I 've told you how practically I care about you."John said, looking away.

"But ..."

"Yeah, I know ... but still. You where here for me, now I 'm here for you. Perhaps we should entrust 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 treat when you came back down."Amy said with a smile, trying to get things back go some semblance of normalcy.

"Yeah, and you were supposed to actually"try"and face safe this time."John the Evangelist joked, commenting on the inaugural prison term they 'd met.

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

"To be honest, you do n't look bad now."John smiled looking at the unloose try-on sweat pants, a thin hump started to organize in his pants, thinking about how light it would be to take them off. He glanced up at the top. The side of her breast were clearly visible. She was wearing his dress which obviously did n't fit her very well. The excrescence did n't escape 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, blueberry bush pancake would be the least I could get."

"I saved your life 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 take a leak flapjack from scratch."he joked as he stood up."I also distinctly remember mortal thinking that they could take me."he said pushing Amy slightly.

"fountainhead, considering."Amy said, glancing at her better bridge player."I think I 'll accept to take a rainwater 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 flesh out plan to moderate you up, so I could take you ... well, I suppose if it was actually a program I would n't suffer killed anyone, but whatever."John said taking a few whole step forward. Unfortunately his mentioning of that killed any thinking Amy had of engaging in this foreplay. John could see it in her face as her expression changed.

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

"No you did n't. You saved me yesterday. He was going to sock me with that 2x4. You totally saved my ass."St. John said taking her paw. He could finger them shaking slightly. Amy winced slightly as he squeezed her offend 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. quetch and simple. I do n't feel any sort of way about it. They were horrendous 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 leave with you."privy said, as though it was n't a big deal. Amy pulled her mitt 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 nothing and did n't palpate anything. Atleast her father was crazy, atleast her ex-husband was angry. 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 bulwark. Her eye 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 storey and said you were stagnant. Amy, what 's wrong ?"John said taking a footfall closer. He could sense the apprehension, maybe even a steer 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 sort of ..."John 's eyes turn cold"... monster."he says taking yet another stone's throw towards Amy. Amy took a deep breath. I 've been through worse, it 'll be fine. She thought to herself, trying to calm herself down.

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

"Well ..."whoremonger 's eyes soften again."... you 're awry. I 'm not a freak. 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 lips theatrical role slightly as his lips pressed against hers. Amy runs her hands through is hair, as his arms wrapper around her shank. 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 closer to the attack Amy had experienced that previous night than to what was happening now, but somehow what was happening felt ... right. Amy 's trunk melted in is munition as their tongues danced in each others sass. He lifted her off the ground, her peg wrapped as her soundbox as he walked her to the bed. Amy bounced roughly as trick tossed her onto the bed. apace sliding her pants down, he pressed his font between her thigh. 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 somebody to actually be diffuse and caring towards her. She sat up at first before her shoulders told her it was better for her to lay back. His dense beard tickled the inside of her thighs as his clapper entered her, his nose pressed against her clitoris as he licked and slurped between her thigh. Slowly but surely her physical structure started to respond as her breathing got gravel and her cunt started to drizzle. He takes his finger and starts rubbing and pinching her clit. His tongue buried inside of her as he vigorously rubbed her clitoris. Amy 's thigh start to tremble as waves of pleasure commencement to wash over her. She starts gripping the edge of the bed, her wetness now freely flowing from her body as her legs lock around his back, keeping his face locked between her second joint. Amy moaned loudly as he continued his oral assault, before switching it up a bit, his mouth now on her clit as he licked and sucked it into his mouth, keeping the suck going as he flicked her raw little nub with his natural language. She bucked and grinded her private parts into his face, her branch quaking as she fell to orgasm.

lav hungrily slurped her devoid flowing wetness as he stripped off his bloomers. Amy still laid trembling in the cam stroke of orgasm as John climbed atop of her, Amy 's legs in his shoulders as he thrust his large thick cock inside of her still quivering fuck hole. Amy again moaned loudly as his large cock filled her hot, quaking depth. 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 push up himself inside of her once again. His wide-cut weight driving his tool into her with each thrust, driving the breathing spell from her body. His fingers laid clasped in hers as their sassing again locked against one another. He ground his cock into her sensitive clutching sex as they kissed passionately locked in each former 's bosom. They held each other like this for several minutes before their kiss was broken by the moans erupting from Amy 's lips. Slowly but surely the abrasion stopped and John Lackland began to thrust into her once again, slowly at low gear but then he quickened the footstep, once again pounding his cock into her, grazing the very deepest section her. His hands slowly slid around her throat as a smile crossed his face. As he pounded her, he slowly started applying pressure, her pant and moans became quieted as her face reddened. He let go for a import, allowing her to catch her breath before doing it again, this time for longer. Amy 's physical structure again started to flutter as she once again fell to an oxygen starved orgasm. Her finger clawed as the bed as pleasance rushed through there body. Although she 'd cum yet again, John the Evangelist continued driving himself into her now clutching pussy, wetness now erupting from her with each thrust, her organic structure still shaking. He sat back alittle, her leg still over his articulatio humeri, but this clip he sat back enough so that he could get hold of her breast. He started slowly massaging her white meat as he thrust himself inside of her, a much boring pace than before. He took both pap between his fingers between and started pinching and rubbing Amy 's backbreaking pink nipples. Amy 's trunk slowly began to recover, before he started massaging her breast. She winced alittle as he started pinching and twisting progressively more sore tit. He slid off of her body and around beside her. John buried his finger's breadth into Amy 's pulsing cunt, as he started sucking and licking on her pissed nipples. His fingers alternated between her clit and her snatch, using her wetness to lube his fingers as he rubbed her clit. Amy slid her hand between his legs and started rubbing and stroking his hard, wet stopcock. He continued working her chest, twisting and licking her nipples as she stroked his cock. Soon John slid a one-third finger inside of her, hooking his finger's breadth 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 faint outline of the scar, but it was barely seeable unless you knew were to wait. He glanced up at her and she started to unstrain again. He started rubbing her clit, his cum moistened fingers massaging her sensitive little nub. She licked her precum and wetness shroud script as she started stroking him again. John started pounding his fingers back into her again quivering slit, this time quite roughly, rubbing her g-spot as his fingers squished inside of her, her breaths again started getting ragged as he took his free hired man and started rubbing her clit, ushering her orgasm even faster. Amy 's thighs snapped shut around his hired man as she was again taken, more violently this clip, than before. Amy 's snatch erupted, forcing his finger from her physical structure as cum flooded from her physical structure. 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 torso quivering, her grimace 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 farsighted red haircloth to the side, he starts kissing the rachis of her neck as he rides her toilsome into the bed. He slows down to start blowing on the back of her neck, sending chills through her now passing sensible body, reaching around her to again rub and massage her chest. Amy moans loudly as waves of joy continually wash over her dead body, nothing separating one orgasm from the adjacent. John feels himself reaching orgasm as his own breaths become ragged. He forcefully wraps his deal around Amy 's throat. He starts throttling her choking her violently as he shakes her as he pounds himself into her, his deal start clinch even close around her throat. He relentlessly hammers his ramrod into her. Amy weakly clawed at his hands as she started again to wither. Amy 's struggle started to fade as he pressed cock right wing against her cervix, shooting warhead after warhead of hot cum inside of her pulsing fuck box. He releases right as Amy reaches another orgasm, her nearly unconscious body collapsing on the bed. John slowly rolled off of Amy 's trembling, cum hazed, body, rolling her on her side. Amy managed to smile through her cum drunk haze as she felt his hot cum dripping down the back of her thigh. As a good deal as trick wanted to continue to force her to orgasm, he knew she 'd been through quite an ordeal and she 'd need some time to recover. Instead, he pulled her over on him, her head resting against his chest as he wrapped his arm around her and let her rest. Her body was still trembling after the orgasmic ravishment. John smiled as he kissed Amy 's slumbering manakin on the forehead. For only the second prison term in his life, he was laid beside someone he actually cared about. Things were good .