Pure Punishment(15)

“I’m not daydreaming asshole, I was thinking about your cock and where I would like it first. Maybe in my mouth, then in my cunt.” I sway my hips toward him. He looks at me strangely like he’s trying to work something out. He gives up and shakes his head.

“Never going to happen. Oh, and after the job, please get fucking laid. I don’t want to deal with your withdrawals,” he says, turning his attention back to his weapons.

“But I am going to be like this till I get a good fuck. These boys in college have no idea where the fuck my clit is, let alone getting a girl off,” I huff out in frustration. I’m sick of being the one having to do all the work and having to direct them on where to go. I like to be in charge and on top, but I also loved having dark eyes smothering me as well.

“Well, find a fucking man and stop harassing me. I don’t pay you to talk about your fucking sex life. I pay you to kill, so do it and shut up.” He doesn’t even look at me while he speaks, just simply continues on ignoring me. I go to reach out for the closest star to embed in his smart-ass mouth when I get caught red-handed.

“Put the fucking thing down before I put you down.” He still doesn’t turn around to face me, but he continues with what he’s doing and now I want to throw one hundred of them at his head. As I’m thinking of doing that, he turns to me and hands me two new stars. The skull is new on them. Evil is the word I would use to describe them. I look up at him and smile as I pocket them inside my boots. Now I don’t want to kill him, I guess he’s having a lucky day.

“You’re going to a frat house. Two targets that share the same room. You need to terminate both of them. Do you understand?”

I nod my head and blow him a kiss as I go to leave. He shakes his head and I feel my cell vibrate in my pocket with the address.

* * *

I push the gate open and hear men laughing. Obviously they’re partying and drinking. I wonder how I should play this. Should I lure them one at time or just go for the two together? I contemplate my options and decide tonight is my threesome night. The door is unlocked and as I turn the handle, I’m instantly met with the whiff of cigarettes and weed. Fucking idiots didn’t even lock their door. My boots echo as I walk through the front foyer to where the noise is located. I’d guess it’s just the two of them as I now only hear two men.

I look down to make sure I’m looking slutty enough and decide to push my tits up higher so my nipples are almost on show. My cut-off top shows most of my midriff and my skirt and boots leave little to the imagination.

I enter what would be called a living room and see the men sitting down watching porn, together. Yuck. I don’t know how I got so lucky. These fuckers will be horny as fuck when they see me and jump at any chance to get their greedy cocks wet.

The man sitting closest to the television sees me first and nudges his friend to look up. I put on my best innocent, yet fuck me smile that I can muster, walk toward them and stand blocking the view of their porn. The first guy stands and walks closer to me, taking me in while the other sits there with his hand on his cock.

“So, where should we play?” Man number one takes hold of my ass and squeezes it. They think I’m their hooker for tonight.

I’m far from it!

“I say we take this somewhere private and both of you can fuck me at the same time,” I say, grabbing hold of his cock. He’s built like a brick house. Not as big as dark eyes, but I would guess not much smaller. His hair is short and wispy with blond highlights. He isn’t an unattractive man and I wonder why they do such bad things if they can obviously get laid easily on their own merits.

Number two is much scrawnier and his hair looks like a mop. As he stands, I notice he’s about the same height as me, though his eyes hold something more dangerous.

“I will take you any way I want you considering how much you cost. You better be the best fuck I’ve ever had, sweet cunt, or I won’t be happy.”

I don’t reply to number one and let him drag me up the stairs and into his room. His friend is not far behind and when he enters, he locks the door, temporarily locking us in. Scrawny guy walks toward me and cold shivers breakout over my skin. He is deadly, I can see it.

“Your name is Kayla, isn’t it?” he asks me with each step heading in my direction. My fingers start to twitch, reaching for my blades. His voice is serious like he knows why I’m here.

“Yes,” I answer looking into his haunted eyes not wanting to show an inch of horror.

“I’ve seen you around. You aren’t very nice, but I think we can change that. Now strip, you slut.”