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zaiixoxoo · 27 days ago

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Mines only.

𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗦𝘁𝘂𝗱𝗥𝗶𝗿𝗶𝘅𝗙𝗲𝗺𝗣𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗶𝘇𝗲𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘: Hardcore!Fucking, Oral, Use of gun, smoking, g!p, fingering, violence, choking, throat fcking, aftercare, AAVE, blood!gore, insane behavior, cussing, Degrading (A LOTTTT), Praising (A LOTTT), Daddy!Kink, Mama!Kink masturbation!, Pussy play (Riri makes Reader play w herself in front of her), Manhandling (Not the soft kind at all, like actually aggressive rough shit) Sex!Talk (Ri’ is the most freakiest, most nastiest sex talker), Rough!Kissing (Nastiest most sloppiest tongue kiss ever)

Summary: This story is a twisted blend of possessiveness, obsession, and forbidden love between a sadistic vampire stalker named Riri and her unsuspecting victim which was you. and love interest. Riri, driven by her intense feelings for you, will stop at nothing to claim you as her own, even resorting to violence and manipulation to get you to submit. Despite the danger and darker elements in the story, there may be moments of romance and intimacy as Riri works to win over her victim/ love interest.

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Riri had the lifeless body of a man in her arms, her fangs bitting down on his flesh, her eyes blood red as she drained him of all the blood she could get out of him, leaving a bloody mess as she held his lifeless body against the wall of a dark ally, watching the rain wash the blood into the sewer beneath her feet. As she finishes her victim off, she takes the time to lick the blood off her lips, sighing softly, her expression blank as she let the body fall to the ground with a loud thud, the rain hiding the sound of the body hitting the ground.

Riri let out a soft sigh and looked up at the night sky, the rain falling onto her face leaving her cheeks damp, and her hair damp as well. Despite the cold and wet environment, Riri didn’t seem to mind one bit, a small smirk appearing on her face as she watched the rain.

After a couple of minutes of just watching the rain, Riri finally decides to make a move, she’s careful to stay in the dark as she’s walking through the deserted, dark and wet street, her steps careful as she makes her way to a particular apartment building. She looks at the outside, before glancing at the number of the building, a smirk crossing her face as she realized she had indeed found the correct place, her target lives in this complex, and she had made it to their home.

Riri approaches the main entrance of the building, the automatic doors sliding open as she’s welcomed by the sight of the empty lobby, the night guard nowhere in sight, and no one else in the lobby but her. She looks around for a moment before she heads towards the elevator, taking it all the way up to the third floor, which is the floor you lived on. She knew where your apartment was, and she was very much looking forward to seeing you again..

Once on the correct floor, Riri exits the elevator and glances at down the hallway, until her gaze lands on the door to your apartment, she approaches it, and knocks on it once, a smirk crossing her face, waiting impatiently for you to open the door.

A few minutes pass, and Riri is growing a little impatient at the fact that you aren’t responding. She knocks on the door again, a bit harder this time around as she calls out, “Ma, open the door..”

Riri crosses her arms impatiently, waiting for you to open up, “Pretty please, babygirl. Don’t you wanna see me?..” she calls out again, knocking a little harder again, waiting for you to respond.

Riri and you had met during a project at MIT, and ever since then Riri quickly developed an obsession with you, which began as a harmless crush, until it quickly turned into a very unhealthy obsession. You were often put off by Riri’s constant presence and her need to be around you constantly, and eventually you started to distance yourself from her, which only caused Riri’s obsession to grow stronger.

Despite not being friends, Riri always found a way to get close to you.

She would constantly watch you from afar, follow you, and even leave little “gifts” for you. Riri even went as far as to secretly put up cameras in places where you frequent. She also had an uncontrollable possessive over you, becoming very territorial and jealous of anyone who dared to speak to you.

Despite your obvious discomfort with her behavior, Riri remained undeterred and continued to watch over you, convinced that you two belonged together. She spent countless hours analyzing your every move, and keeping track of every little detail about you.

Despite Riri's obsession with you and her possessive nature, you had no idea about her darkest secret. As much as she loved you, Riri had a twisted sense of love, and she wasn't afraid to use violence to keep you for herself. Behind her obsession and possessiveness, was the fact that Riri would actively eliminate anyone who came too close to you, making her a ruthless and brutal killer. Riri could never stand the thought of you being with anyone else but her, and she would do anything to keep you all to herself. Her twisted affection and obsession were enough to drive her to commit unspeakable acts of violence, and she would relish in the pain and suffering of anyone who threatened her claim on you.

Her obsession with you was so intense that it twisted her perception of love and turned it into a dangerous and psychotic form of affection. She didn't just want to keep you to herself, she wanted to own you, body and soul. And she would do anything to achieve that goal.

Riri was capable of unspeakable acts of cruelty and violence, all in the name of her warped love for you. She would do whatever it took to keep you away from anyone else, and her willingness to eliminate anyone who stood in her way was a clear sign of her twisted and dangerous nature.

Underneath her obsessive and possessive exterior, lied a ruthless and brutal killer who wouldn't hesitate to use extreme force to get what she wanted. Riri's love for you had turned into a twisted and dangerous obsession, and she saw anyone who attempted to get closer to you as a threat that needed to be eliminated.

Another minute passes and Riri’s patience is running thin, she lets out an irritation sigh before calling out again, her tone a bit more demanding than it was previously, “Ma, don’t test me. Open the door..now.”

As Riri is about to bang on the door again, the door suddenly creaks open, your figure standing in the crack of the door, your hair messy, and you look like you just woke up. Riri’s gaze lands on you and she lets out a small smirk as she looked at you, taking in your messy appearance.

You look at Riri with a tired and annoyed expression, as you let out a small yawn, before speaking up, “Why the hell are you at my apartment this late at night, it’s nearly 3 AM Ri..”

Riri lets out a soft chuckle as she looks at you, her gaze roaming across your face, taking in your sleepy and tired appearance, “Can’t a nigga come and visit you to see how you doing at night, babygirl?..”

you raise an eyebrow at her answer, and let out a tired sigh, “Ri, it’s literally 3 am, if you wanted to come and see me you could’ve called. Why did you suddenly decide to come to my apartment for a ‘surprise visit’ at 3 am?..”

Riri chuckles softly again as she looks at you, “Aww. Someone woke up grumpy..” she teased, as she crossed her arms, looking you up and down, “You gon’ let me in or not, Mama?..”

you looked at her for a few seconds, your tired expression still plastered on your face, “Yeah yeah, whatever, but you better keep yo’ ass down, I don’t want you waking up my neighbors at 3 AM..”

Riri let out a small smirk, and rolled her eyes as she stepped inside, “No promises, babygirl. You know I don’t do quiet..”

You let out a small huff and closed the door behind Riri as she entered, you turn to look at her, before speaking up, “Yeah yeah, keep ya voice down though..”

Riri nodded, “As you wish, prettyma. I’ll try my best to be quiet, especially on a night like this..” she teased, a smirk still plastered on her face as she looked at you.

As Riri gets a closer look at you, her gaze lands on your neck, and her eyes widen as she noticed what looks like a couple of hickeys on your skin, and just like that her smirk vanishes and is replaced by a dark expression, her gaze hardening as she looked at you..

Riri’s gaze roamed across the hickeys on your neck for a few moments, her expression darkening as she looked at them, her anger starting to bubble up, her expression hardening further, “who. gave. you. those?..”

You noticed the change in her expression and the dark look in her eyes as she looked at your neck. You let out a small sigh, realizing what she was looking at, “it’s not what you think it is, Ri..”

Riri’s gaze snaps back up to your face as she heard your words, and her expression darkens even further, her hands involuntarily curling into fists, “Word? Then what the fuck is it, huh? What could’ve caused them fuckin’ hickeys on yo’ neck Mama?..” Her voice was deadly calm..

You let out a small sigh, knowing you were going to have to explain, you rubbed the back of your neck, “It’s literally not what you think it is, Ri. It’s nothing, literally just a couple of friends that was messing around..”

Riri’s expression remains dark as she listened to your explanation, and it hardened even more when she heard the word ‘friends’, “You let your ‘Friends’ suck on yo’ neck like that?..” her voice held some venom, her fists clenching even tighter..

You could tell Riri was really pissed about the situation, and to be honest, you knew she was going to find them eventually. “It was all harmless, we were just messing around, okay?..”

Riri’s gaze remained deadly as she looked at you, “Harmless?..” she repeated your words in a low voice, “Harmless, you sayin’ that like it’s normal for your ‘friends’ to suck on yo’ neck like a damn vampire..”

You let out another tired sigh, “Look, it’s not what you think it is, I just let them playfully mess with me, okay?..”

Riri’s gaze hardens even more, the venom in her voice growing, “Playful?..” she repeated again, “You sayin’ getting yo’ body marked up is just playful?..”

You felt a shiver run down your spine as she said that, “Marked up?..” you repeated her words, “Ri, it’s literally just a couple of hickeys, stop overreacting..”

Riri’s expression darkens even further as she looks at you, “Overnreactin?..” she repeated your words, “Mama, you don’t think it’s wrong for others to mark up yo’ pretty body like that?..”

Riri suddenly let out a chuckle, her expression softening a bit, as she tilted her head, looking at you, “You know what Ma, you right. Maybe I am overreacting a bit..”

You let out a sigh as Riri chuckled, a small relieved that she was calming down. “Yeah, I knew you’d see that I was right..” you said, a small smile crossing your face.

Riri let out another chuckle and nodded, her expression softening more, “Yeah, guess I was just a bit jealous that other’s was layin’ their hands on yo’ pretty ass..”

You couldn’t help but chuckle slightly, a small smile crossing your face again, “You don’t have to be jealous, Ri. They just a couple of friends that was playing around with me, it’s nothing serious.”

Riri nodded slightly, chuckling softly, “Yeah, suppose you right..” her tone of voice was calming and soft, her expression relaxed, but little did you know, she was far from calm, and she was already planning in her head what she was gonna do to your friends.

You let out a sigh, feeling relieved that Riri had calmed down a bit, not noticing the dark expression hidden in Riri’s eyes, “Thanks for being understanding, Ri.. You know, you’re my friend right? You ain’t gotta be all jealous. What me and my other friends did was just friendly activities that girls do Y’know? Just chill out.”

Riri chuckled softly again, nodding slightly. “Yeah, I know, Ma. I was acting a bit jealous for no reason, I suppose I just don’t want anyone else touchin’ you, that’s all..” her tone seemed calm, but deadly calm..

You let out a small yawn, covering your mouth with one hand, your body feeling tired all of a sudden, “Damn, I’m tired..”

Riri chuckled softly, a smirk crossing her face as she noticed you yawning. “Yeah, seems like you sleepy, Prettyma.” she said, her tone low and soft.

“Yeah, I’ve been up all night with my friends, so I’m pretty exhausted…” you let out another yawn, rubbing your tired eyes with both hands..

Riri’s expression softened, her expression now looked caring, “Aww, you tired, babygirl?” she said softly, “You should get some rest. You ain’t gotta stay up for me.. I’ll see you tomorrow Mama, go get some rest.”

You nodded slightly, realizing Riri was right. “Yeah, I’m probably just going to get some rest..” you said, feeling exhausted, “See you later, Ri..”

You watched as Riri walked towards the door, her hand on the knob as she opened it. She looked back at you, a small smirk on her face as she looked you up and down before saying, “See you tomorrow, Mama. And don’t forget to text me..” she said, winking at you before exiting your apartment..

As Riri closed the door and walked out of the apartment, her expression changed, her face hardening and her eyes gleaming a dark red color..

Her mind was fixated on the hickeys on your neck, and the fact that they weren’t her doing pissed her off..

“Hickeys on yo’ neck..” she muttered to herself as she continued walking down the hallway, her fists clenching angrily, “Should’ve been mine, mine..”

Riri was growing more and more angry with every passing minute as she thought about the hickeys on your neck, “Who did that to my Ma’?..” she muttered under her breath, “And why they touching what’s mine?..”

Riri stomped through the streets, walking fast as the rain poured down on her head, her anger growing with each step she took, her mind filled with the image of the hickeys on your neck and the thought of who did it to you..

Her body was practically trembling with anger, her hands balled into fists at her sides, “Those hands should’ve been mine..” she muttered to herself, “All over you, leaving marks on yo’ body..”

Riri gritted her teeth, as she felt the rain soaking her clothes and skin, her mind still filled with thoughts of you and those damn hickeys, “And I bet they had the nerve to touch you… No wonder Babygirl was so tired, up all night with those bitches…”

Her eyes glowed a dark red as she continued to walk, her thoughts about what you’ve been doing with your friends at night, making her even more angry, as it should have been her in their place, “I should’ve been there, marking you up, leaving those pretty marks on yo’ body, not them.. and you let them?..”

“You just let them put their hands all over yo’ body.. on you?..” she muttered under her breath, “Don’t you know you belong to me?..”

Suddenly, Riri’s gaze snapped to the group of men whistling at her as she passed by, and her anger grew even more when she heard their cat calls and whistles..

Her eyes darkened, and her body trembled with anger, as she stopped in her tracks, staring at the men who were looking at her with perverted eyes.

“Y’all got the nerve to whistle at me like you see something that belongs to you?” She said in a low, dark voice, as she stomped toward them, “Like I’m some kinda object? You ain’t got no shame? No manners, just straight up disrespect?”

She was close enough to the group now, her gaze locked on the ones that was doing it, “Didn’t y’all momma’s teach ya how to be gentlemen?” She asked, her expression cold as her eyes glowed a dark red color, “Or did they just not give a damn?”

One of the young men looked up at her, his gaze going over her body, he smirked and said, “Damn, you bad as hell ma..” he said, “Who said I was raised to be a gentleman for fine ass women like you ma? You fine as hell..”

A smile grew on Riri’s lips, but it wasn’t a normal or friendly smile, it was a dangerous and sadistic smile, her mouth stretching into a sharp-toothed grin, as her fangs grew longer and her eyes glowed with a bright, blood red color… Her very smile held a demented vibe to it, as she stood in front of the group of men, her body seeming to be radiating with an aura of dark and sadistic excitement..

“Did I hear you correctly?” Riri’s voice was low and dark, her gaze locked on the man who spoke, “You callin’ me ‘fine’? Say that shit again. I dare you..”

The man’s smirk only grew as he got a better look at Riri’s body, his gaze roaming over her curves, “You fine as hell..and I ain’t scared to repeat it..” he said, his tone leering.

A smile remained on Riri’s lips as the man’s words left his mouth, making her hands ball up into fists so tightly that her fingernails were digging into the palm of her hands, leaving marks..

Without warning, Riri’s hand sprung out, swiftly pulled out the switchblade from her pocket and slashed deep into his throat, severing major arteries and tendons. Blood gushed forth in a torrent, splattering her suit jacket and the pavement beneath their feet. The man's eyes widened in shock as he clutched at his ruined neck, fingers slipping in the warm, sticky fluid. His legs buckled, sending him crashing to the ground in a twitching heap.

With a swift, brutal motion, Riri seized the man's head in both hands and snapped his neck with a sickening crack. His body convulsed once, twice, before going limp, the life draining from his shattered spine. Riri stood over the corpse, chest heaving, her own bloodstained hands trembling slightly as she caught her breath.

Riri's keen senses picked up the approach of the remaining two men even before they came into view. Her enhanced vision allowed her to spot the glint of metal in their hands - knives, no doubt intended for her flesh. But she wasn't about to let that happen.

The first assailant rushed at her with a snarl, brandishing his blade. Before he could strike, Riri lunged forward, her lips curling back to reveal razor-sharp fangs. With preternatural speed, she sank her teeth into his exposed throat, tearing through skin and muscle to reach the pulsing jugular vein. She bit down hard, crushing the vessel and spraying arterial blood everywhere as the man's life force ebbed away.

The second attacker charged at Riri, swinging his knife wildly. She sidestepped his clumsy assault and seized his wrist in an iron grip, twisting it viciously until bone cracked and the knife clattered to the ground. With her free hand, she raked her claws across his face, shredding flesh and peeling back layers of skin to expose the underlying tissue. His screams turned to choked gurgles as she tore into his cheek, exposing the white gleam of bone beneath.

As he collapsed to his knees, Riri leaned in close, her hot breath washing over his ear. "This is what happens when you threaten a Nigga like me muthafucka’," she hissed, before driving her fangs into the side of his neck. She tore out a chunk of meaty flesh, savoring the coppery tang of blood as it filled her mouth.

With the three men dispatched, Riri set about disposing of the bodies. She dragged the first corpse behind a nearby dumpster, using her supernatural strength to hoist it up and toss it inside with a clang. The stench of death and decay mingled with the trash as she kicked the door shut, ensuring the body wouldn't be discovered anytime soon.

Next, she lugged the second victim to the edge of a storm drain, grunting under the weight of his broken form. With a final heave, she sent him tumbling into the dark, narrow tunnel, the sound of his impact echoing faintly below. The rain rushing through the grate would help wash away any traces of evidence.

For the third body, Riri opted for a more creative solution. She stripped off the man's clothes, leaving him naked and vulnerable. Then, with a wicked grin, she hauled him up onto a fire escape, positioning him precariously over the alleyway several stories below. She gave his ankles a cruel kick, sending him plummeting towards the concrete with a sickening thud. The impact was audible even from a distance, the crunch of bones and the splatter of blood painting the alley wall.

Riri surveyed her handiwork with satisfaction, the thrill of violence and power still coursing through her veins. It was always so... invigorating to assert her dominance over these pathetic human males. They thought they could threaten her? Attack her? Please. She was a predator, and they were just prey.

Riri’s footsteps echoed softly through the rain as she left the scene, the adrenaline pumping through her body causing her heart to pound in her chest as she walked away..

Her clothes and skin were stained with blood, and once she got home, her anger grew when she realized she had to take an extensive shower to get all the blood off.

Riri let out a huff of annoyance as she stepped into her home, closing the door behind her, and stripping herself of her bloody clothes, leaving a trail of blood stained fabric on the floor as she walked toward the bathroom..

She turned on the shower, and stepped under the stream of warm water, letting it wash over her body as the blood stains slowly started to fade away..

As Riri stood under the warm spray of the water, she couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction as the water rinsed the blood- off her body, but deep down, her thoughts were still fixated on you, her mind constantly flashing to the image of the hickeys on your neck. She couldn’t shake the image from her mind, and every time she closed her eyes and tried to distract herself, the memory of the marks on your skin would resurface, sending a wave of anger and possessiveness washing over her.

Riri scrubbed her body fiercely, as though trying to wash away not just the blood, but also the image of the hickeys on your neck, but no matter how hard she tried, it remained stuck in her mind. With an increasing sense of frustration, Riri washed herself vigorously, her hands rubbing against her skin as she desperately tried to erase the memory from her mind. The image of the marks on your neck seemed to be burned into her brain, and no matter how much she tried, she couldn’t shake it away.

She let out a frustrated sigh as she felt the last of the blood wash off her body, her skin now clean but her mind still obsessed with the image of the hickeys on your neck. Riri stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her body, but the image clung to her like a stubborn stain.. no matter how hard she tried to push it away, it remained ingrained in the back of her mind, leaving her feeling a twisted mix of possessive anger and jealousy.

Riri walked out of the bathroom and into her bedroom, the image of the hickeys still tormenting her thoughts as she towel-dried her hair in front of the mirror.

With every movement, the towel brushing against her skin, Riri’s mind would flash back to the image of the marks on your neck, stirring up a mix of protective rage and obsessive jealousy that left her thoughts a tangled mess.

Riri stood in front of the mirror, her gaze locked on her reflection, her braids were starting to unravel and look a little unkept, as she reached up and began unbraiding her hair, letting the braids fall out and onto the floor around her.

As she unbraided her hair, her mind was filled with thoughts of her plan for the night, thinking of all the people who had any kind of contact with you and the ones she was going to eliminate.

Riri grabbed a towel and dried herself off quickly before freshening up, putting on her plain black boxers, paired with a black tank top, and her baggy black cargo pants and platform boots before gathering her tools and stuffing them into a black backpack. Riri’s movements were quick and efficient, her mind completely focused on her plan as she got dressed.

She walked towards the closet and grabbed her bag, placing her Glock pistol inside, grabbing a bat, an axe, and a few explosive grenades, packing them into the bag along with the pistol.

Her expression was serious and focused as she finished packing her bag, slinging it over her shoulder as she took one last look in the mirror, her dark, twisted mind completely set on her plan.

Riri sat in front of her computer, her gaze fixed on the screen as she clicked through your Instagram account.

She stopped at a specific picture, where you were standing next to your friends, Anastasia, Monica, Ranae, Hailey, and Quen. Riri studied the picture closely, her eyes moving over each of their faces, and then fixating on their mouths.

Riri continued her inspection, her gaze moving to the next friend, Anastasia. She was a tall, athletic and fit, she had a sharp jawline, high cheekbones and a angular nose, her eyes were a deep brown. The way she held herself seemed powerful, dominant. Her arms were covered in tattoos, and her muscles looked strong even through her clothes, her lips were thick and full. Riri analyzed the picture intently, her gaze going over each person's face, starting with the one called Anastasia. Anastasia was an average height woman, with soft, smooth, beautiful dark skin, a sharp jaw line and big brown eyes, her curls reaching her mid-back. Her lips were full and plump, and her figure was curvy. Riri looked at the next friend called Monica, who was slightly taller than Anastasia. Monica had long, dark braids, beautiful dark skin, and a warm and friendly smile. She had a slender figured, and her lips were plump and soft looking.

Riri moved her gaze to the next friend, Ranae. Ranae was also of average height with long, flowing black locks that reached her lower-back, and her skin was a stunning dark shade, with big, doe-like eyes. Her lips were also plump and soft, and her figure was curvaceous as well.

Riri looked at the next friend, Hailey. Hailey was tall, with short blonde twists, and dark, rich, chocolate skin. Her lips were full and had a warm, friendly smile, and her figure was slender, with her curves more noticeable.

Riri’s gaze shifted to the last friend called Quen. Quen was average height, and her dark skin glistened with a lustrous sheen. Her full curls were styled up into a high fluffy bun. Her full, juicy lips displayed a smirk, and the curve of her body was accentuated by her tight-fitting, bodycon dress.

Riri continued to study the picture, her gaze moving back and forth between each girl's mouth, trying to figure out which of them had left the hickeys on your neck. She visualized the marks she had seen on your skin, comparing them to the size and shape of each of their mouths. Riri’s expression remained focused and serious as she worked through the details, analyzing each girl's face, studying their facial features, and noting any differences or similarities. Her mind was set on finding who put hickeys on your neck, and her determination to find out the culprit was unwavering.

Riri’s gaze moved quickly from one girl to the next, her mind working quickly as she compared the details of each person's face and mouth, trying to find a match for the marks on your neck. Riri’s mind was completely focused on one thing, and that was finding who left the hickeys on your neck, and once she found out, she was going to make sure they paid the price.

A smirk appeared on Riri’s face as she matched the same lips that were on your neck to Anastasia’s lips. Her fingers danced across the keyboard, as her smirk grew wider, her gaze glued to the screen. She had found the culprit.

Riri’s mind was set on one thing now, finding the location of Anastasia, which wasn’t hard since the internet provided her with every single bit of information she needed. After she wrote down the place of Anastasia's location, Riri got up, grabbing her bag and heading for the door, her smirk still in place as her excitement built.

Riri let her smirk widen even more as she left her apartment, locking the door behind her, her footsteps quick as her mind was filled with thoughts of Anastasia. She walked down the rainy street, her boots tapping against the sidewalk, as her hand reached into her bag, her fingers grazing the Glock pistol, making sure it was there.

Riri’s gaze was fixed straight ahead as she walked, her mind focused on her destination, her footsteps quick and steady. The rain was still falling, but Riri didn’t mind, the slight chill in the air was nothing to her. She kept walking, her pace quick and purposeful, as she pushed onward.

Riri made her way through the dark streets, the rain drizzling softly around her. She was tempted to take her car, but Riri had a plan in mind, and she didn’t want to leave any traces behind. Riri’s eyes darted around her surroundings, wary of potential witnesses or cameras that might capture her actions, as she walked through the deserted streets, blending into the night.

Riri’s footsteps were silent as she moved through the dark alleys, her sharp eyes darting around, her steps measured and precise. She knew the area well enough to find her target easily, so she navigated through the darkness with ease, avoiding any potential security cameras on the way. Riri rounded a corner, checking her surroundings once again, her footsteps quiet and stealthy as she moved closer to her destination. The streetlights flickered overhead, casting long shadows across her face, her gaze locked straight ahead, her focus intense as she finally caught sight of the target location.

Riri’s eyes fixed on the building, her gaze narrowing in on every detail. She noticed the security cameras placed strategically around the property, their presence on the buildings roof obvious. Riri's observant nature kicked in, her mind quickly assessing the security measures in place. Riri’s mind quickly worked through the various approaches, analyzing the layout and the possible blind spots. She knew that she had to be careful, and couldn’t afford to leave any evidence behind. Riri’s hands curled into fists, her mind still sharp and focused as she made her way towards the property.

As Riri quietly approached the property, she kept a watchful eye on her surroundings, mindful of any potential witnesses or passersby. She moved with a silent grace, her footsteps almost inaudible against the wet pavement. As Riri drew closer to the property, she noticed the presence of several security cameras strategically placed around the perimeter. Her mind quickly analyzed the surveillance system, taking note of the blind spots and potential vulnerabilities. She knew that she couldn't afford to make any mistakes, and had to remain stealthy and undetected. Riri continued to move forward, her gait smooth and purposeful, her every move calculated.

Riri reached the edge of the property, her eyes scanning the surroundings for any visible security guards or motion sensors. She quickly spotted a gap in the surveillance coverage, a blind spot that wouldn't pick up her presence. With a smirk, she darted forward, slipping silently into the shadows. Riri swiftly moved through the property, sticking to the shadows and avoiding detection as she made her way towards the target's location. She moved with a fluid grace, her steps silent and deliberate, her gaze constantly checking for any signs of security or potential threats. Riri’s heart pounded in her chest, her mind laser-focused on her mission as she closed the distance between herself and her target.

As Riri reached the target’s location, she stopped, her breathing steady and controlled. She took a few moments to survey the area, her gaze moving swiftly over every inch of the surroundings. Riri's eyes darted around, taking in every detail, her mind racing with possibilities as she looked around for any potential dangers. She took a deep breath, before quietly making her way through the property, her eyes searching for any signs of the target, her movements silent and stealthy.

Riri's gaze landed on Anastasia. She observed her movements, quickly noting that she was preparing to leave, likely in her car. Riri's mind worked quickly, formulating a plan on the fly. She couldn’t let Anastasia escape.

"Can’t let ya leave, babygirl..” Riri muttered to herself.

Riri’s eyes were fixed on Anastasia, her mind already set on her plan. She quickly and silently moved towards the car, pulling out one of her grenades, her fingers expertly placing it beneath the rear wheel. Riri’s mind was focused, her movements silent and precise, as she backed away from the car, her eyes still fixed on Anastasia.

Riri moved away from the car, ducking behind a nearby bush, her eyes staying trained on Anastasia. She waited patiently, her mind alert and focused, her hand on her Glock pistol as she watched the scene unfold. Riri watched with bated breath, her hand gripping the Glock pistol tight, ready to act at a moment's notice. Every nerve in her body was taut, her eyes fixed on the car and its oblivious owner, as she waited for the grenade to trigger.

As Anastasia made her way to the car, she failed to notice the small object Riri had planted underneath the rear wheel. Riri's gaze was fixed on the car, watching as Anastasia opened the door and got in, still oblivious to the hidden danger.

Riri's heart thumped in her chest, her gaze glued to the car, waiting for the grenade to go off. With the car locked and the engine started, Anastasia was completely oblivious to the impending danger, as she put the car in drive and started to pull away from the property. Riri's heart pounded in her chest as she watched the car pull away from the property. She could hear the faint whine of the car engine as it moved down the street, still totally unaware of the grenade beneath the rear wheel.

Just as the car was about to pass Riri's hiding spot, the grenade beneath the rear wheel detonated. The explosion was loud and powerful, the car's rear end lifting off the ground before it slammed back down onto the ground, the tires popping and the engine sputtering. Riri watched as the car came to a shuddering stop, the grenade having done its job, destroying the car and causing it to come to screeching halt. Riri's lips curled into a small smirk, satisfied that her plan had worked. But now, it was time for her to finish the job.

Riri cautiously left the cover of her hiding spot, slowly walking towards the car that was now completely crippled, and its driver, completely vulnerable. Riri's footsteps were soft and steady as she approached the car, her eyes fixed on the passenger's side window. She could see Anastasia struggling to get out, the impact of the explosion having stunned her.

Riri stood outside the passenger’s side door, watching as Anastasia struggled to open the door. Her smirk grew wider as she saw Anastasia's panicked expression, realizing that she was trapped inside her own car. Riri could hear Anastasia banging on the windows of the car, her voice loud and panicked, as she desperately tried to escape. Riri's smirk widened, a sadistic glint appearing in her eyes as she took pleasure in her plan working perfectly.

Riri waited a few moments, relishing in the feeling of her plan working perfectly before she finally decided to act. Slowly, she reached out and wrenched the door open, her strength effortlessly overpowering the damaged vehicle.

Riri stepped back, her expression calm and composed, as she watched Anastasia struggle to escape. She waited patiently for a few more moments, enjoying the sight of the girl panic as she realized her escape attempts were useless.

Anastasia's panic grew as she realized the door had been opened from the outside, her eyes wide with fear and terror. She struggled even more frantically, desperately trying to escape the car, "HELP!!! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME! PLEASE!" she screamed out desperately.

Anastasia's screams were silenced instantly as she saw the barrel of the gun, her eyes widening in terror. Her body froze, the sound of her panicked breathing the only thing that could be heard in the silence. Riri's expression remained stoic, her eyes locked on Anastasia. She stood completely still, the gun in her hand pointed directly at the girl's head, her finger ready on the trigger.

"Shut yo’ ass up, and get yo ass outta that damn car!" Riri's tone was low and cold, her gaze fixed on Anastasia.

Anastasia instantly complied, her body trembling with fear as she slowly climbed out of the car, her hands raised in surrender.

“Get on the fuckin’ ground." Riri's tone was sharp, her eyes never leaving the terrified girl in front of her.

Anastasia quickly obeyed, her body shivering as she obeyed Riri's instructions. She slowly lowered herself to the ground, tears streaming down her face as she laid face down on the concrete, her hands still raised in surrender.

Riri watched as the girl laid face down on the concrete, her hands trembling in fear, her face stained with tears. A twisted satisfaction flashed in Riri's eyes, as she stood above her target, the gun still in her hand.

"You need to stay down. If you try anything funny, I will blow yo' muthafuckin' head off. Do you understand me?" Riri's tone was authoritative and ruthless, her gaze fixed on the trembling girl on the ground.

Anastasia's face paled even more when she heard Riri's voice, her shaking intensifying as she recognized her. She knew who Riri was, and she knew the rumors that spread across the MIT Campus about her. Her eyes darted back and forth, fear and terror filling her mind.

The memory of the rumors about Riri's brutality flashed through Anastasia's mind. A shiver ran down her spine as she remembered the stories of how sadistic Riri could be. "Y..You’re Riri Williams.." she stuttered out, her voice trembling with fear.

Riri chuckled softly, her expression still cold and emotionless. "Yo’ ass know about me, huh? You scared, ain't you?" Riri's tone was mocking, her gaze fixated on Anastasia's trembling frame.

"P..Please... I..I won't say shit Riri come on man..." Anastasia's voice shook as she pleaded, tears streaming down her face. She knew that Riri had a reputation for being ruthless, and she was terrified of what she might do.

Riri let out a cruel chuckle, her eyes gleaming with sadistic satisfaction. "You think saying please gon save yo' life?" she asked, her tone mocking. "I know you won't say nothin'. Because i'll make sure to put a bullet in yo' pretty head mamas."

Anastasia let out a small whimper, her body trembling even more as she heard Riri's words. She knew that Riri wasn't joking and that she would follow through with her threat.

Riri's gaze darkened, her expression still cold and merciless. "You thought it was okay to put yo' filthy lips on my girlfriend's neck, huh muthafucka? You thought yo’ ass wouldn't get caught?" Riri's tone was sharp, her eyes locking onto Anastasia's trembling form.

Anastasia's expression hardened as Riri's words sunk in. She looked up at Riri, her eyes still filled with fear, but there was a spark of defiance in them. She decided to taunt Riri, hoping to get a reaction out of her.

"Mhm, I did." Anastasia said, her voice steady despite her trembling body. "And it was great too. She moans so prettily too…" She continued, her expression cocky and daring, as she tried to provoke Riri further.

Riri's expression darkened, her eyes narrowing as she listened to Anastasia's words. A wave of anger washed over her as she heard the girl's insolent tone, her hands balling up into clenched fists as she tried to control her rage.

"You lyin' through yo' teeth, stupid muthafucka." Riri's voice was low and dangerous, her eyes fixed on Anastasia as her anger was barely held back.

Anastasia's expression stayed smug, and she let out a small scoff, her gaze still locked with Riri's. "Oh, am I?" She asked, her voice laced with sarcasm. "Why would I lie bout’ it? Come on now Ri, just accept the fact that y/n wants me more. And she gon’ hate you when she finds out that you killed me so go ahead, get it over with love."

Riri's jaw clenched tightly, her gaze fixed on Anastasia with a cold, deadly glare. She let out a low, dangerous chuckle, the sound sending a shiver down Anastasia's spine.

"Oh, she won't know nothing bout your death, sweetheart," Riri said, her voice harsh and cold "All she gon’ know is that you missin'.. But don't worry, you gon' find out what hell feels like in a minute. I hope you enjoy your flight, love."

All of a sudden, Riri clicked back the hammer on her Glock with a satisfying metallic sound.

She squeezed the trigger, the gunshot ringing loud in the quiet street. Blood and brains sprayed out the back of the woman’s skull, splattering against the concrete below her. She convulsed once before falling still, dead before her head hit the ground.

Feeling the cool rain against her heated skin, Riri savored the moment. The adrenaline rush, the thrill of the hunt, the satisfaction of a job well done... there was nothing quite like it. She was covered in blood, some of hers, most of it not. But she didn't care. She relished in it, the primal scent filling her nostrils, the warmth of it coating her tongue as she slowly licked her lips.

Her gun felt heavy in her hand, the cold steel a stark contrast to the heat of the recent encounter. She ran her thumb over the smooth surface, contemplating whether to clean it now or later. Deciding later would do, she slipped it back into her backpack along with a few spare bullets.

With a satisfied nod, Riri grabbed Anastasia’s body by its ankles and began dragging her towards the nearest water source - a large lake a few blocks away. The rain helped mask the sounds of her movements, the steady patter of droplets drowning out the occasional thump of her corpse hitting the ground.

Once she'd reached the lake, she heaved the body over the edge, watching with grim satisfaction as she disappeared beneath the dark waters. The ripples caused by its entry would soon dissipate, leaving no trace of her existence. All that remained was the echo of her laughter in the night air.

With a satisfied smirk, Riri pulled out a cigar from her pocket, lighting it with a flick of her wrist. As the end ignited, casting an eerie glow on her blood-splattered face, she tossed the match into the lake. The tiny flame danced across the water's surface, reflecting in the eyes of the corpse sinking below.

Watching as the body gradually dissolved into the murky depths, Rosalie puffed on her cigar, inhaling deeply as the smoke curled around her face. She exhaled slowly, blowing the thick cloud towards the sky above, where it dissipated into thin air. The sight was mesmerizing, a macabre spectacle only she was privy to. And she loved every minute of it.

The news anchor spoke in a serious tone, the report being broadcasted on the TV in the background. "Breaking news! A student from MIT going by the name of Anastasia Johnson has been reported missing, and there are no clues to her whereabouts. The family has asked for the public's help in finding their loved one. Stay tuned for more updates on the case."

Your gaze was locked on the TV, your heart sinking as you heard the news report. Dread clawed at your bones, as you clutched your stomach, feeling a deep sense of unease washing over you. The news continued, showing a picture of Anastasia on the screen. The news anchor continued speaking, their voice solemn. "If anyone has any information regarding the whereabouts of Anastasia, please contact the police immediately."

Your mind reeled, your thoughts swirling with questions and fear. Where was Anastasia? What had happened to her? The not knowing only made the dread in your gut grow even more. You tried to shake off the feeling of unease, telling yourself that she was probably just taking a break and would be back soon. But deep down, a small part of you couldn't help but worry and wonder if something more sinister was behind her disappearance.

You took a deep breath, trying to steady yourself. You knew you had to stay calm and rational, but it was difficult not to let your mind wander to the worst possible scenarios.

"Pull yourself together girl, you can't fall apart now." You repeated to yourself, trying to keep a calm facade on the outside but internally your anxiety was off the charts right now

You heard a sudden knock on the door, causing you to jolt out of your thoughts. You paused, the sound breaking the silence that had settled. Getting up from the couch, you walked towards the door, curiosity mixing with the unease that had already taken root in your mind. Grabbing the doorknob, you turned it and opened the door, coming face to face with Riri. She stood there, a small bouquet of flowers in her hand and a false worried expression on her face.

Riri stood before you, looking effortlessly beautiful in her hoodie and sweatpants combo. Her afro was a fluffy crown around her face, framing her delicate features. She had on some black air maxes, giving her a cool and laid-back vibe. The red butterfly neck tattoo peeking out from her hoodie added a splash of color to her otherwise monochrome outfit and you can't help but notice the way her rings and tooth gems caught the light every time she moved her hand or opened her mouth to speak.

Her low-hooded eyes were slightly red from her earlier smoking session, giving her a sultry and alluring look.

You couldn't help but feel a pang of surprise at seeing her at your doorstep unannounced, yet looking fine as hell. "Riri?" You said, your voice betraying the mix of relief and confusion you were feeling.

Riri stood at the door, the bouquet of flowers in hand, her lips curving into a mock worried smile. Her eyes locked onto yours, her expression seeming genuine. "Wassup pretty girl." Riri greeted, her voice soft yet casual.

Your gaze softened at the sight of Riri standing on your doorstep, holding the bouquet of flowers. Despite the uneasiness that gnawed at your gut, you couldn't help but feel a small sense of relief at seeing her face. She seemed concerned, and the fact that she had come to check on you made your heart flutter a little.

"Riri, hey," you greeted back, forcing a small smile on your face.

Riri noticed the falter in your smile, her eyes narrowing slightly as she observed you closely. Your voice was strained, betraying the mix of relief and anxiety you were feeling. She stepped closer, her concern growing. "You aight ma? You ain't looking so good, babygirl.." Riri said softly, her gaze still fixed on your face.

Riri's expression remained soft and concerned, masking the twisted satisfaction that was coursing through her veins. Her mind was on overdrive, but her face showed none of it. Her words were laced with fake worry, "You not sick ma? You look tired as hell.."

Your chest clenched at Riri’s words. She was right, you looked a mess. Dark circles had formed under your eyes from the countless nights of restless sleep spent worrying about Anastasia, and the stress of her disappearance had taken a toll on you. "Yeah...I guess I haven’t been sleeping well lately..” you admitted.

Riri stepped into your apartment, closing the door softly behind her. The bouquet of flowers still in her hand, her gaze was fixed on you, assessing your weary expression. She took in every small detail, her lips forming a slight frown. "You sure you’re good, beautiful?" she asked softly, her voice carrying a hint of worry.

You sighed softly, your shoulders sagging as you tried to compose yourself. The weight of worry and stress was palpable, and you shook your head slightly. “I’m just worried about Anastasia…" Your voice was quiet, filled with a mixture of concern and exhaustion.

Riri's eyes darkened a bit at the mention of Anastasia, but she quickly masked her feelings with pretend worry. She stepped closer, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. "Why you worried bout’ that hoe?" She asked, her voice nonchalant yet laced with underlying annoyance as she put the flowers on the coffee table.

Your eyes widened slightly at Riri's casual and rude remark about Anastasia. Even though you knew Riri had never really liked her, it still took you by surprise. "Riri, the fuck you talking about? I'm worried about her.." you responded, your voice tinged with a mix of annoyance and helplessness.

Riri's grip on your shoulder tightened slightly, her annoyance growing at your mention of Anastasia being your friend. She clenched her jaw, her eyes hardening as she controlled herself. "She ain’t ya friend. She a hoe.." Riri retorted, her voice sharp and harsh.

You felt a pang of frustration at Riri’s words. You knew that Riri didn’t like Anastasia, but this was going too far. "Riri, stop it. That’s my friend you’re talking about. You don’t even like her, so why does it even matter to you?" Your voice was firm, tinged with hurt and annoyance.

Riri’s face remained impassive, her gaze unflinching as she kept her grip on your shoulder tight. "Cause she ain't good for you, ma. You don't need her." she replied, her voice low and almost authoritative

Your irritation grew, and you shrugged Riri’s hand off your shoulder. "It's not your decision who I need or don't need, Riri. She’s my friend, and I’ll worry about her if I want to.” Your voice was sharp and defensive, your expression hardening.

Riri's gaze hardened, and she grabbed your chin, her grip firm but not rough, as she forced you to look directly into her eyes. Her lips pursed together, showing her annoyance. "You don’t understand, ma." Her voice was low and serious as she spoke. "She ain't good for you, pretty girl, and I won't allow her to hurt you."

Your eyes widened at Riri's possessive tone and the intensity of her gaze. Her grip on your chin was tight, and you couldn’t help but feel a mix of fear and irritation at the way she was talking about Anastasia. “Riri, you’re being ridiculous. I can make my own decisions.” Your voice was a mix of defiance and defensiveness.

Riri's grip on your chin tightened even more, her eyes flashing with a dangerous glint. "Nah, I ain’t. You just too stubborn and blind to see." She gritted out, her voice sharp and commanding, her annoyance growing by the second. "I’ll do what’s best for yo’ stupid ass, whether you want it or not."

Your irritation flared at Riri's condescending and controlling tone. You tried to pull away from her grip on your chin, but her grip was unyielding. "Don't talk to me like that. I’m not stupid, and I can make my own decisions." Your voice was firm, a hint of anger lacing your words.

Riri's eyes widened a bit as she realized her behavior was coming off as a bit too possessive and suspicious. She released her grip on your chin, her expression softening slightly. “My bad, pretty girl. I didn’t mean to come off as controlling. I’m just worried about you being around that girl.”

Your expression softened a bit as you saw Riri’s slight change in demeanor. You could pick up on the hint of sincerity in her voice. “I understand that you’re worried, Riri… but Anastasia is my friend. I can’t just abandon her because you say so.”

Riri sighed, her expression remaining soft but still slightly annoyed. "I know you can’t just abandon her, I just don’t trust her ma. She don’t deserve your friendship, that’s what I’m trying to say, pretty girl."

You sighed, shaking your head slightly. "I appreciate your concern, Riri, but I can’t just cut off someone I’ve been friends with for years. I don’t know what she might be going through right now. I need to be there for her, whether you like it or not.”

Riri took a deep breath, her mind working quickly to find a way to take your mind off Anastasia. She knew the girl's disappearance was weighing heavily on your mind, and the worry was taking a toll on you. She decided to try and change the subject, "Ma, how about you let me take you out tonight?"

Your eyebrows raised slightly, a bit thrown off by the sudden suggestion. "Take me out? Where?" You asked curiously, your gaze fixed on Riri.

Riri shrugged nonchalantly, a cocky smirk on her face. "Anywhere you wanna go. Whatever you want, mama." She replied, her tone nonchalant yet confident, as she took a step closer to you.

You regarded her for a moment, a mixture of emotions swirling within you. Part of you wanted to refuse her offer, still upset about her behavior earlier. But another part of you was curious and, albeit unwillingly, intrigued. "I don’t know…." You responded, hesitance lacing your voice.

Riri noticed the hesitation in your voice, and her smirk widened. She could see the warring emotions within you, the conflicting feelings of annoyance and curiosity. She stepped closer, her voice low and coaxing, "Come on, ma. Just for a little while. I promise I'll make it worth your time."

You took a deep breath, feeling indecisive. The thought of going out with Riri did sound tempting, despite your annoyance with her earlier behavior. "Fine. But just for a little while, Riri." You responded, reluctantly giving in to her suggestion.

A victorious smirk graced Riri's lips as she heard your reply. "That’s what I thought, ma.” She said, her tone smug and confident as she closed the distance between you, her gaze locked onto yours. “You know yo’ ass can’t say ‘no’ to me.”

Riri waited patiently as you went to get ready in your apartment, her eyes roaming around the apartment to pass the time, her smirk still glued to her face at how easily she managed to convince you and at how she had your pretty ass wrapped around her finger..

Riri leaned against the wall, her arms crossed over her chest, as she waited for you to finish getting ready. Finally, after about 20 minutes, you emerged, and Riri was taken aback for a moment, her jaw going slightly slack as she took in your appearance.

Her gaze roved over you, taking in every detail, her eyes roaming over your body, pausing on your curves and the way the fabric of your shirt hugged your figure perfectly. Her gaze lingered on your face, on your pretty features, the long eyelashes framing your eyes, the lipgloss that made your lips look even more luscious, the contour and foundation that highlighted your natural beauty, and the way your hair cascaded in effortless waves over the side of your porcelain face. Your body was just as stunning, your long legs on display as your skirt revealed enough of your thick and pretty thighs, your waist beads drawing attention to the curve of your tiny waist.

Riri's eyes widened slightly as she took in your appearance, a small smirk forming on her lips as she felt a sharp pang of appreciation for the pretty and gorgeous woman before her.

She pushed herself away from the wall and walked forward, her eyes still fixed on your form. She tilted her head slightly, her gaze wandering over your figure, admiring every inch of you. "Damn, mama .... You look muthafuckin’ gorgeous," she complimented, her voice low and her eyes full of admiration.

Her eyes locked onto your pretty face, taking in the beautiful makeup and perfectly lined lips. She couldn't help but feel a bit of an excited thrill at how damn pretty you look, her gaze filled with admiration as she stood in front of you, a small smirk still on her face.

She reached out a hand and gently brushed a strand of hair out of your face, her touch gentle and reverent. She couldn't help but feel a little possessive, knowing that she was the only one who got to see you looking this beautiful. "Damn, ma... You look like a goddess right now."

Riri’s gaze darkened slightly, a hunger in them as her eyes roved over you once again, her voice low and hungry. “Damn...I could just eat yo’ pus-”

Cutting her off, you gently grabbed her by the hand and nodded towards the door. “Come on, let’s go, Ri.” A soft, blushing smile graced your lips as you attempted to keep her at bay.

Riri’s eyes lingered on you for a moment, her expression betraying disappointment at being interrupted, but she quickly composed herself and chuckled softly. “Aight, pretty girl.” She responded, her voice still tinged with a hint of desire, as she allowed you to lead her towards the door, still eyeing you appreciatively from behind.

As you reached the door, Riri came up behind you, her hands coming to rest on your hips from behind as she stood slightly behind you, her hands gently gripping your waist. Her gaze was fixed on your curvy backside, a small smirk playing at the corners of her lips as she couldn’t help but admire the way your outfit hugged your curves.

“Ya’ ass look so good in this thang, damn….” Riri murmured softly, her voice thick with admiration as her gaze traveled up and down your body. Her grip on your waist tightened slightly, her touch possessive as she remained pressed up against you from behind.

She took a deep breath, savoring the scent of your cocoa butter lotion, her arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you even closer against her front. Her gaze was still fixed on your body, her eyes roaming over your curves. "Fuck, ma....you so goddamn pretty.." she murmured, her voice tinted with a hint of awe as she admired your figure.

Riri watched, her gaze never leaving you as you stepped out of the door and locked it behind you. She couldn’t help but let out a low appreciative whistle at the sight of you. “Damn, you too fine, mama.” She complimented again, her grip on your hip never loosening.

She couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride at the fact that you were all hers, her eyes roaming over your body again as she took in your curves and the way the outfit hugged your figure. She couldn’t resist running her hand along your thighs, her touch possessive and appreciative.

“Ya’ ass look so thick and juicy…” Riri murmured, her voice low and her gaze hungry as she stood behind you, her touch lingering on your soft thighs. She couldn’t help but admire your curves as her hand skimmed up and down your thighs, enjoying the way the material of your skirt felt under her touch.

Riri watched as you walked towards her car, admiring your every step in those heels as she followed close behind, her eyes fixed on your curvy ass. Riri smirked, her expression filled with appreciation as her eyes roved over your figure. “Damn..” she murmured under her breath, licking her lips in a suggestive manner.

As you reached the car, Riri quickly rushed forward to open the passenger’s door for you, gesturing for you to get in with a gentlemanly smirk on her face.

Riri stood by the open passenger’s door, her gaze still fixed on you as she held the door open, waiting for you to step into the car. Her eyes roved over your legs and thighs as you got in, her smirk widening as she closed the door for you and made her way to the driver's seat.

As she got into the driver's seat, she couldn't help but glance over at you, her gaze roaming over your body again, taking in the way the outfit hugged your curves. She let out a soft noise of appreciation, a low hum escaping her as her eyes lingered on your thighs.

"Damn, ma…you look too damn pretty right now..." Riri murmured, her tone low and filled with admiration as she started the car, her mind still fixated on your figure.

You gave Riri a soft smile, your cheeks slightly pink at her compliment. "Thank you, Ri." You responded, your voice low and sweet as you met her gaze.

Riri's gaze flickered to your face for a moment, her smirk widening as her eyes traced over your pretty face adorned with makeup. Her eyes then lowered, roaming over your body again before they returned to your face.

"It's the simple truth, pretty girl." Riri replied, her voice still low and filled with admiration as she watched the way the streetlights played across your face.

Riri pulled the car out of the driveway and onto the street, her eyes still flickering to you occasionally as she drove. Her gaze kept returning to your thighs, taking in the way your skirt hugged your curves.

"Damn, ma...your thighs look hella appetizing right now..." Riri muttered under her breath, her tongue briefly darting out to wet her lips as her eyes roved over your thighs again.

Riri’s gaze kept darting back to your thighs, admiring the way the skirt hugged them as she drove. The more she looked, the more her desire grew, her thoughts becoming increasingly carnal as she thought about how delicious you looked. She didn’t even notice as she began driving down an isolated road, her mind focused solely on you and your thighs.

The car continued to drive down the long dark road, the only light coming from the car's headlights. Riri’s eyes kept flickering between the road and your thighs, her thoughts becoming increasingly explicit as the minutes ticked on. She was completely entranced by you, her mind consumed by her desire.

The car continued down the dark and empty road, as Riri's gaze remained fixated on your thighs. Her desire was growing more and more intense, her mind completely consumed by the sight of you. She barely noticed as the car began to turn onto a dirt road, the car's headlights illuminating the dirt and grass. The road was completely empty and secluded, the only sound being the hum of the car’s engine.

Riri’s knuckles turned white with how tightly she was gripping the steering wheel as the car slowly made its way down the dirt road. Her mind was completely clouded with desire, her eyes fixed on your thighs. The car came to a stop in the middle of a secluded dirt clearing, the headlights illuminating only the area around the car. Riri's gaze remained fixed on your thighs, her desire growing stronger with each passing second. She couldn't think straight, her mind consumed by the sight of you. She quickly unbuckled her seatbelt and turned to face you, her expression hungry and filled with lust.

Riri's fangs extended, gleaming in the dim light of the car as her gaze darkened. She leaned forward, her hand coming up to gently grip your chin and tilt your face towards her. Her touch was gentle, but there was an edge of possessiveness to it as she pulled you closer.

Riri chuckled softly, her grip on your chin tightening slightly as she shook her head. Her gaze was fixed on yours, a hint of dark amusement in her eyes. She leaned closer, her face so close to yours that you could feel her breath on your skin. "You know, pretty girl...there's a lil’ secret I've been keeping from you." She murmured, her voice low and tinged with a hint of mischief.

Riri's grip on your chin remained firm, her gaze locked onto your expression as she took in the flicker of curiosity in your eyes. She could see the slight hitch in your breathing, the slight dilation of your pupils as you waited for her to continue. "It's about... Anastasia." She said, her voice low and almost a whisper, as if the name itself was a secret.

Riri's gaze darkened a bit as she spoke the name of your friend, her fingers gently tracing your jawline. "Anastasia..." she repeated, her voice low and loaded with hidden meaning. She tilted your chin slightly, her eyes searching your expression for any sign of recognition or understanding. "You miss her?"

You felt a sense of confusion and suspicion wash over you as Riri asked her question. You could sense there was more to her questions than simply just asking if you missed your friend. You met her gaze, your expression guarded as you responded, "What do you mean?"

Riri tilted her head slightly, a slight smirk spreading on her lips. She could sense the wariness in your tone, the hint of suspicion in your eyes. "Just what I said, ma..." she responded, her voice low and almost mocking. "You miss her? The girl who you claim is your 'friend'?" Her grip on your chin tightened slightly, her eyes filled with a mixture of possessiveness and mockery.

You felt a spike of annoyance at her tone, her words and the way she spoke about your friend putting you off-guard. You tried to keep your expression neutral, but you couldn't help but feel a twinge of defensiveness. "Yes, I do..." you replied, your voice guarded as you met her gaze.

Riri chuckled darkly, her lips curling into a sardonic smile. "That's sweet. Sweet and stupid.." she taunted, her words cutting through the air. She leaned closer, her face inches from yours, her grip on your chin still firm.

You felt a sudden rush of anger wash over you at Riri's belittling words. "Excuse me?" You said, your tone sharp and cold as you tried to keep your anger in check. Who was she to say you were stupid for missing a friend?

Riri's eyes darkened, her expression becoming more intense as she leaned in even closer, her face just inches away from yours. "Let me ask you somethin', ma..." she said, her voice low and filled with a dangerous edge.

The words hung in the air, heavy and weighted with a dark intensity. You could sense that whatever Riri was about to say was something important, something that she had been holding back. You met her gaze, your expression still guarded but your curiosity piqued. "What..?" You replied, your voice barely above a whisper.

Riri's grip on your chin loosened slightly, but her touch remained possessive. Her eyes held yours, the intensity in her gaze almost predatory as she spoke. "Do you trust me, pretty girl?" She asked, her voice low and almost seductive.

Your heart skipped a beat at Riri's question. Her gaze was intense, and there was something about her words that sent a shiver down your spine. Your instincts told you to tread carefully, but there was something about her that you couldn't resist. "I... yes..?" You replied, your voice uncertain yet filled with a touch of honesty.

Riri's smirk widened at your answer, her grip on your chin loosening even more. She ran her thumb across your bottom lip, her touch almost reverent. "Good." she murmured, her voice low and dangerous. "You shouldn't."

Her words sent a wave of unease through you, your instincts flaring up as a sense of danger washed over you. "Why shouldn't I..?" You asked, your voice barely above a whisper as you tried to keep your growing worry in check.

Riri chuckled softly, her fingers tracing the line of your jawline, her touch almost gentle. "Because, pretty girl...the things I'd do to keep you all to myself.." she murmured, her voice low and dangerous. She leaned in closer, her face now mere inches from yours, her eyes filled with a dark, possessive hunger.

The words sent a shiver down your spine, fear and curiosity mixing in your gut as you took a shaky breath. "What do you mean...?" You asked, your voice barely above a whisper. A quiet part of you was hoping you were wrong, that you had misinterpreted her words.

Riri leaned in even closer, her breath hot against your skin. "You really wanna know what I mean, pretty girl...?" She murmured, her lips brushing against your ear as she spoke. "I'd do unspeakable things...just to keep you all to myself."

Your heart raced in your chest as Riri's words washed over you, a mixture of fear and excitement flooding your system. You couldn't help but tremble slightly as her breath caressed your ear. "What...what kind of things?" You asked, your voice barely above a whisper as you tried to keep fear from seeping into your tone.

Riri's lips curled into a dangerous smirk, her hand coming up to your chin, her thumb gently tracing the line of your jaw. "The kind of things most people would be horrified to consider." she murmured, her voice low and full of dark meaning. "The kind of things that would make you afraid of me," she added, her hand moving up to gently tilt your chin up, so your gaze was level with hers.

Riri's grip on your chin tightened, her expression growing darker as she leaned in close, her face just inches from yours. "I'm talkin' bout the kind of things that most people would be horrified to even consider," she said, her voice low and dangerous. She tilted your chin up, forcing your gaze to meet hers.

"For example..." She paused, her gaze fixed on your face, her eyes dark and filled with a dangerous intensity. "I kill people Mama."

Her words hung in the air, the silence that followed oppressive and heavy. The air was thick with tension, and the only sound was the steady thump of your heart against your ribcage. Your mind reeled, trying to process her admission. She kills people?

Your heart began to race, panic rising up within you as you began to wonder what that meant for you. "You.. you kill people?" You repeated, your voice shaking as you tried to keep the trembling out of it.

Your thoughts raced as you connected the dots. She kills people.. Your mind flashed back to the mention of Anastasia, the girl you knew Riri hated. And suddenly, like a lightning bolt, the realization hit you like a ton of bricks. She...she did something to her.

Your face paled, your heart dropping as it suddenly all made sense. Your eyes grew wide with horror as you looked at Riri, your voice trembling as you spoke. "You...you did something to her.. didn't you..?"

You saw the brief flash of surprise on Riri's face, but it was quickly replaced by a cocky smirk. She was impressed that you had figured it out so quickly. She chuckled softly, her grip on your chin tightening slightly. "Sharp as hell, mama," she murmured, her eyes fixed on your face. Her gaze was predatory, and the expression on her face was almost admiring, as if your quick thinking impressed her.

Your heart raced in your chest, your fear growing stronger as you realized what that smirk meant. "Y..you killed her...?!" You asked, trembling slightly as your eyes roved over her face. Your mind was racing, and your entire body felt cold with horror and dread.

Riri's smirk widened slightly, her dark eyes fixed on yours. She enjoyed the fear that she saw there as your words hung in the air. She leaned in even closer, her face just inches from yours, her hand coming up to gently cup your cheek.

"Why so shocked, pretty girl..?" She murmured, her grip on your chin tightening once more. Her touch was almost gentle, but there was no mistaking the possessive intent behind it.

She leaned in, her lips almost brushing against your cheek, your skin tingling with the hint of her touch.

"Did you really think that I was just gon’ let her keep you to herself..?" She murmured, her voice a low growl as her hand tightened on your chin again. "Did you think I'd just sit back and watch as you went off with another girl..?" Riri's mouth was next to your ear, her breath hot on your skin as she continued, her voice a mix of possessiveness and desire.

Riri's hand moved up, her fingers tracing the line of your jawline as her grip on your chin loosened again. She leaned in even closer, her lips brushing against your ear, and you could almost feel her smirk widen as you shivered in anticipation. "No, of course you didn't..." she murmured, her voice low and her words almost a purr.

"You are mines, pretty girl." Her grip on your chin tightened again, her touch possessive and firm as her lips grazed against your earlobe.

Riri suddenly pulled out a Glock from her arm rest, the sudden movement drawing your attention as the gun gleamed in the dim light of the car. She clicked the safety off, the sound of the click sending a shiver down your spine as you realized the implication.

Riri smirked, her eyes dark with excitement as she saw the fear in your expression. "I want to play a little game with you, Mamas...." she murmured, the excitement in her voice almost feral.

You felt the weight of her words, a mixture of fear and anticipation coursing through your veins as you heard her proposal. "N..what kind of game..?" You asked, your voice trembling slightly as you tried to keep your fear in check.

Riri's smirk widened, her eyes gleaming with a dangerous excitement. "A game of cat and mouse." she said, her voice low and dark. "I'll give you a head start. You'll run, and I'll chase you. If I catch you, you have no choice but to submit to me. Is you down for that Mama?"

Your heart pounded in your chest as you heard her words, the fear in your gut growing stronger as you realized the danger of the situation. "What...what if I don't want to submit..?" You asked, your voice shaking slightly as you tried to sound defiant.

Riri chuckled darkly, a dangerous edge to her laugh. "If you don’t submit, I’ll break your pretty neck, mama.” She said, her voice cold and almost casual.

Your heart lurched in your chest as you heard Riri's threat, her cold words sending a shiver down your spine. You were now fully aware of the real threat she posed, and the danger you were in. "Y-you wouldn't.." you stuttered, your voice quivering as you tried to hide your fear.

Riri's smirk widened, her eyes darkening even more as she saw the fear in your expression. "Oh, I would, pretty girl." She said, her voice low and dangerous. "I'd do whatever it takes to make you mine." Riri's gaze remained fixed on you, her expression a mixture of desire and dangerous intent.

You swallowed hard as you realized the lengths she would go to in order to possess you. You felt a shiver run down your spine as you looked into her darkened eyes, your heart pounding in your chest. "This...this isn't fair.." you said, trying to maintain some semblance of defiance.

Riri's smirk widened even more, her eyes gleaming with a feral intensity. "Life ain't fair, mama." She said, her voice low and almost mocking. "But I’m gon’ play this game my way. And you are going to submit to me, pretty girl. One way or another."

Fear coursed through your body, and you could feel your heart racing as you tried to think of a way to escape her twisted game. "Please.. please don't do this.." you pleaded, your voice trembling with a mixture of fear and desperation.

Riri chuckled darkly once again, her eyes fixed on your face. "Begging won't do any good, ma..." she said, her voice low and almost mocking. "You mines, and I'm going to make sure you understand that." Riri's grip on the gun tightened, her expression unyielding. "Now get out the car."

Your breath caught in your throat as you heard her command. You knew there was no point in resisting, not with the gun in her hands. With a trembling hand, you reached for the door handle and pushed the door open, the faint light from the moon illuminating your face as you stepped out of the car.

Riri watched as you stepped out of the car, her gaze fixed on your face, her expression dark and satisfied. "Good girl mama." She said simply, her voice low and almost a purr. "Now run."

You hesitated for a moment, the fear in your gut growing stronger by the second, but the gun in her hands was enough incentive to obey. With trembling legs, you began to run, your heart racing in your chest as the adrenaline pumped through your veins.

As you began to run, the weight of your sandals felt heavy, hindering your escape. You quickly kicked them off, the feeling of the grass against your bare feet somehow comforting as you tried to escape.

Riri watched as you ditched your sandals, her eyes fixating on your bare feet. She could feel the excitement building within her as she saw you running barefoot. "Keep going, pretty girl." She murmured, her voice low and pleased. "Run fast for me."

Your bare feet hit the ground as you ran, the cool grass and soft earth beneath your soles giving you a bit of comfort. But you knew that it wouldn’t stop Riri from finding you, and you felt the fear intensify as you heard her voice behind you, "You better run faster than that, pretty girl. You gotta give me a challenge!"

The sound of her voice sent a shiver down your spine, her words like a taunt in your ears. You pushed yourself to run even faster, the fear and adrenaline propelling you forward. Your heart pounded in your chest, the sound of your own breathing filling your ears as you ran as fast as you could, trying to put as much distance between yourself and Riri.

Riri watched as you scurried away, her gaze fixed on your bare feet as they dug into the soft earth. She chuckled to herself, her eyes dark with anticipation as she took in the sight of you running away from her. "That's it, Mama...run faster!" she called out, her voice low and almost sadistic.

The sound of her voice sent another shiver down your spine, her words like a taunt in your ears. You picked up the pace even more, your bare feet hitting the ground in quick succession as you bolted forward. Your heart raced, the pounding in your chest almost deafening.

Riri watched your every move, her gaze fixated on your body as you ran. She could hear the sound of your feet hitting the ground, and the sound only fueled her excitement. "You doing so good, ma." she murmured, her voice almost a purr. "But you know I'm gon’ catch you, don’t you?"

You could hear the sadistic excitement in her voice, her words sending a fresh wave of fear through your body. You knew that she was right, that she would catch you eventually, but you wouldn't go down without a fight. With a burst of adrenaline, you pushed yourself even harder, your feet hitting the ground with a renewed intensity.

Riri watched as you pushed yourself, a smirk on her face as she took in the sight of you running. She loved seeing you like this, so vulnerable and vulnerable, your body trembling with fear. "That's a good girl...keep running for me." She called out, her voice low and teasing.

Riri quickly removed her hoodie, revealing her black wifebeater and toned arms. Her gaze fixed on your escaping form, a cold and emotionless expression on her face. She began to walk after you, her stride purposeful and measured. The gun clutched in her hand, her grip tightening as she zeroed in on her prey.

Riri's eyes were now fixed on you, her gaze focused as she walked after you, her eyes taking in every movement you made. She kept her pace slow, wanting to prolong the chase for as long as possible. "Don't get tired, ma... I'm just getting started." She called out, her voice low and devoid of emotion.

The fear you felt earlier began to intensify as you saw Riri walking after you, her expression cold and emotionless. You pushed yourself even harder, your bare feet hitting the ground with every step. But you could feel your legs begin to tire, the adrenaline slowly dissipating, and you knew that you couldn't keep going for much longer.

Riri continued to walk, her eyes locked on your fleeing form. She could see the effort on your face, your breathing getting heavier with each step taken. She knew you were growing tired and her smirk returned. "You getting tired, ain’t you, mama? You can’t keep runnin’ forever." She called out, her voice now with a hint of satisfaction.

As you continued to run, you came across a lake, the body of water blocking your path. You quickly turned around, panting heavily as you saw Riri in the distance, her gaze fixed on you as she continued her unhurried walk. Your vision was blurred from weariness and panic, and panic rose within you as you realized there was no where else to go.

Your breath caught in your throat as you took in the sight of the lake before you, the realization setting in that you had nowhere left to run. You looked back at Riri, your heart racing in your chest as you saw her walking towards you, her cold expression only adding to the fear you felt.

You watched as Riri's steps became closer and closer, her eyes fixed on you, her expression stoic. She was getting closer, the sound of her footsteps echoing in your ears, the sound of your own breathing sounding ragged and loud in your ears. The sight of Riri walking towards you, with her cold gaze, only heightened your anxiety.

The sight of Riri getting closer sent a fresh wave of panicked energy through you, causing you to make a split decision. Without a moment's hesitation, you jumped into the lake, the cool water enveloping your body, as you began to swim away as fast as you can.

You let out a gasp as you hit the cold water, the sudden temperature change sending a shiver through your body, but you pushed through it and began to swim as fast as you could, desperate to reach the opposite shore of the lake.

You could feel the water slow your movements slightly, but you pushed forward, swimming hard and fast, your body slicing through the water. You dared to look back, hoping to see Riri left behind.

You turned to look back, hoping beyond hope that Riri wouldn’t be able to keep up, but to your horror, she was right behind you, having ditched her shoes and entered the water, her body slicing through the water with an easy, powerful grace.

Your heart leapt into your throat as you saw Riri in the water, her body gliding effortlessly through the water, closing the distance between you with every powerful stroke. The fear and desperation fueled your own swimming, your movements growing more and more desperate as you pushed yourself to swim faster.

As you started to swim away, you failed to notice how deep the water really was, as you began to run out of oxygen. You could feel the water beginning to pull you down, the lack of oxygen leaving your lungs feeling heavy and tight. You desperately tried to keep your head above the water, but your limbs were growing tired, the lack of oxygen making you weak and groggy.

You felt yourself sinking deeper into the water, your limbs feeling too heavy to move, and your chest growing tight. You tried to gasp for air, but only water entered your lungs, causing your chest to contract in vain. Your vision began to blur as you struggled to swim upwards, the panic and fatigue making it difficult to fight against the weight of the water and your own body.

As you struggled in the water, the water slowly overtaking you, you weakly turn your head to the side and heard Riri's chuckling fill your ears. Your vision began to blur as the last of your consciousness left you, Riri's voice reverberating through your brain as you slipped into black.

You slowly awoke, your mind foggy and disorientated. As your senses came back online, you found that your body was restrained, wrists and ankles bound with rope, preventing you from moving. You realized you were on Riri's couch, the familiar surroundings leaving you confused and uncomfortable.

You pulled at the restraints, trying to free yourself, but the bonds held tight, the ropes rubbing uncomfortably against your skin. You felt the rough material digging into your flesh, the tight bindings leaving no room for movement. Fear and helplessness washed over you, your mind racing to understand how you ended up like this.

You looked down at your body, studying the bindings that constrained your wrists and ankles, the sight only adding to your growing sense of helplessness. You tugged at the bonds once more, but they stayed secure, leaving you no choice but to remain in this vulnerable position, waiting for Riri to return.

The room remained dark, casting a shadow over everything around you. As you tried to adjust your eyes to your new surroundings, you felt a pair of red eyes staring at you from the darkness, their gaze fixated on you, making you feel small and utterly vulnerable.

The red eyes appeared almost feral in the darkness, the glow giving them an otherworldly, almost unearthly quality. Whoever it was, was hidden in the shadows, watching your every movement. You couldn't make out any other details about the person, but their gaze alone was enough to send a shiver down your spine.

Your heart raced in your chest as the red eyes continued to fixate on you, the sense of unease and fear intensifying with each passing second. You tried pulling at the restraints once more, but the ropes held fast, leaving you completely powerless and at the mercy of whoever was standing in the shadows.

The red eyes continued to watch your struggled, their gaze like a predator observing their prey, calculating their next move. The silence in the room was deafening, the only sound coming from your own labored breaths and the occasional creak of the rope as you tried in vain to free yourself.

Riri stepped out of the shadows, her movements fluid and unhurried. She twirled her Glock in her hand, the weapon looking menacing in the gloom. Her voice broke the silence, the words filled with a casual confidence, "Wassup, pretty girl?" She spoke in a casual, almost nonchalant tone, her words tinged with a hint of cockiness and smugness.

"Ain't you a pretty sight to behold." Riri continued, her gaze roaming over your restrained form, taking in every detail of your vulnerable state. Her smirk grew wider, and her eyes held a hint of danger, "All tied up and helpless. Just the way I like you."

She approached you slowly, her body language oozing confidence and power. "Ain’t you a beauty." She said, her eyes never leaving your face, "You look so good all restrained like that. It suits you, pretty girl." She leaned in a little closer, her gaze roaming over your figure, her eyes hungry, as a sly smirk graced her lips.

Riri leaned in close, her face mere inches from yours as she spoke, her tone was mocking, yet playful, "I thought you was gon’ give me a good chase, but you ended up drowning tryna to swim away from a nigga, and shii."

She ran her fingers through her hair before she continued, "You knew from the jump yo' ass couldn't swim, yet you still went out and got in that lake when you could have just submitted to me when I had you cornered mamas."

Your voice trembled as you spoke, fear and desperation evident in your words. "P-please.. Let me go Riri." You pleaded, your eyes fixed on Riri as she loomed over you, her presence overwhelmingly intimidating.

Riri chuckled darkly, her amusement evident in her eyes. "Now why would I go and do that pretty girl? You look too good all tied up like that for me. Ain't no way you're leaving anytime soon." She said, her tone firm and unyielding.

Your heart sank as Riri's words sunk in, the realization of your predicament sinking in. Desperation filled your voice, "Please Riri, I won't tell anyone about this! I just want to go home.. I won’t even say a word about you killing Anastasia!" you begged, pleading with her as you tried weakly to free yourself from the ropes.

Riri sneered, her expression turning cold and mocking. "And why would I let you go, huh? So you can go ratting on me? Nah, pretty girl, you ain’t going nowhere ma." She said, her tone chilling as she leaned in even closer, the gun in her hands brushing against your cheek.

"I like you much better like this. All tied up and helpless, completely at my mercy. You look too pretty like this for me to just let you go." She traced her fingers along your jawline, her touch feather light, yet it still sent chills through your body.

You shivered under her touch, the feeling of helplessness and vulnerability only growing stronger as she continued to touch you. "Please Riri, I-I won’t tell anyone about this! Just please let me go!" You begged, desperately trying to reason with her.

Riri smirked, amused by your desperate pleas. "Oh pretty girl, you ain't going no where, so don't even bother begging. You mines now, and I ain't letting go." She said, her voice low, her gaze roaming over your body, her eyes gleaming with a possessive glint.

"You belong to me now, pretty girl. And there's nothing you can do about it." She said, her voice dark and possessive, as she gently gripped your chin, tilting your face up to meet her gaze. Her eyes were dark, and her expression was possessive, "You mines, ain't no one but me can have you, and I won't stand for anyone tryna take you away from me."

"Nobody else gets to touch you, or to see you, or to speak to you. You are fucking mine. All mine." She said, her words and tone filled with possessiveness, as she leaned in closer, her grip on your chin tightening, "And I ain’t gon’ let no one else take you away from me. You hear me, pretty girl? You belong to me. Ain't no one to take you away, cause ain't no one will ever love you like I love you, so you better be happy that I’m the one who got to you first."

Riri’s hand moved with lightning speed, withdrawing the Glock from its holster and pressing the cold metal against your lips. Her eyes blazed with a mix of lust and domination as she forced your mouth open, guiding the barrel past your teeth.

"Suck it, Mama, Lemme see yo’ lips wrap around my shit." she commanded, her voice dripping with authority. “Show me how much you crave me ma, how desperate you are to please me."

As you reluctantly complied, wrapping your lips around the gun's barrel, Riri’s free hand tangled in your hair, holding you in place. She thrust the weapon deeper, forcing you to take more of it into your mouth, the taste of metal and grease filling your senses.

"That's it," she purred, her grip on your hair tightening. "Take it all, baby. Let me feel you submit to me, body and soul ma."

You sucked on the gun, savoring the bitter taste as you looked up at Riri with your big eyes, your plump lips wrapped tightly around the barrel. You could feel her grip on your hair pulling you deeper, forcing you to take more of the cold steel into your mouth. You gagged slightly, but didn't resist, submitting to her dominance as you bobbed your head, sucking and licking the gun with increasing enthusiasm.

Riri’s eyes darkened with sadistic pleasure as she watched you choke and gag on her gun, your plump lips stretched obscenely around the barrel. She reveled in the sounds of your distress, the muffled gurgles and clicks of your tongue against the metal sending shivers of excitement down her spine.

"Ouuu that’s it ma, take it like the good girl you are," she growled, her hips rocking subtly as she grew aroused by the depraved act. "Choke on my Glock baby, let it fill your pretty throat."

Suddenly, she yanked the gun out, strings of saliva connecting it to your swollen lips. Riri brought the spit-slicked barrel to your cheek, smearing the mixture of your drool and gun oil across your face like a perverse mark of ownership.

"My perfect girl."

With a swift motion, Riri unbound your wrists, freeing you from the restraints. However, instead of releasing you fully, she grasped your upper arms and pulled you into a kneeling position before her.

Riri gripped your hair as she tilt your head up to look at her. Her fingers slipped past your parted lips, the digits sliding against your tongue as she guided them deeper into your mouth. Her grip on your hair tightened, tilting your head back to force you to accept the intrusion fully.

"Now, suck on my fingers like a good girl ma," she commanded, her voice low and authoritative. "Show me how much you want to please me."

You obediently sucked on Riri’s fingers, swirling your tongue around them as you gazed up at her with your big puppy eyes. You could taste the faint saltiness of her skin mixed with the lingering tang of gunmetal, a strange yet arousing combination. Your cheeks hollowed as you applied suction, your lips forming a tight seal around her digits. You moaned softly around her fingers, the vibrations sending a thrill through her.

Riri’s fingers twitched in response to your skilled ministrations, her breathing growing heavier as she watched your lips wrap around her digits. The sensation of your warm mouth working over her fingers sent a jolt of arousal straight to her core.

"That's it, baby," she groaned, her grip on your hair loosening just enough to allow you to continue without discomfort. "Suck my fingers like the good lil’ slut you are mama."

Feeling your moist heat surrounding her fingers, Riri’s cock began to harden, throbbing with anticipation. Each flick of your tongue against her digits elicited a low groan from her, the sensation of your mouth on her fingers driving her wild with desire.

"Fuck, y/n," she gasped, her hips rocking subtly as her arousal built. "Your mouth feels so good...so fuckin’ warm ma."

Slowly, deliberately, Riri began to peel off her clothing, each item removed serving to reveal more of her muscular, toned body. First came the wife-beater, exposing her well-defined abs and pecs. Next was the pair of sweatpants, leaving her in nothing but a pair of black boxer shorts.

With a flick of her wrist, she dispatched the last piece of clothing, standing bare before you in all her glory. Every muscle, every curve, every inch of flawless ebony skin was on display for your viewing pleasure.

Her cock stood proudly erect, throbbing with arousal as it leaked a steady stream of pre-cum onto the floor. The sight was overwhelming, a testament to her raw, animalistic sexuality.

Standing tall and proud, Riri’s cock stood free from its confinement, standing erect and throbbing with anticipation. Its length was impressive, stretching out impressively against the expanse of her belly. Veins pulsed visibly beneath the velvety surface of her shaft, adding to its intimidating presence.

The crown was a darker shade of brown, glistening with beads of precum that trickled down the length of her shaft, pooling at the base. Her balls hung heavy and full, swinging slightly with each shift of her stance.

Riri’s cock was a sight to behold, raw and unforgiving in its display of masculine strength. It was clear that she took great pride in maintaining such a formidable weapon.

Gently, Riri guided you to the nearby couch, helping you settle comfortably on the plush cushions. Once you were settled, she wasted no time in stripping off your dress, revealing your voluptuous figure in all its glory.

Your full breasts, straining against the confines of your bra, were the first thing to catch her attention. They were large and firm, their nipples hardening under her intense scrutiny. Lower still, her gaze lingered on your rounded belly, the soft skin wrinkling slightly where it met your lower ribs.

Finally, she allowed her eyes to drift downwards, taking in the sight of your pussy. It was glistening wet, the folds of your labia parted to reveal the engorged clit nestled within. A thin trickle of juices dripped down your thigh, staining the fabric of your panties.

“Play with yourself, ma."

A/n: let’s not talk about the fact that you ain’t got no panties on… oh, and just act like you were in another dress since you had jumped in that lake 😭…

You sat on the couch, your legs spread wide apart as you followed Riri’s command. You slowly started to rub your soaked pussy, spreading your lips apart, making your juicy cunt visible to Riri. You moaned softly, as you rubbed your swollen clit, your eyes rolling back, and your tongue hanging out of your mouth, your big titties bouncing as you touched yourself.

Watching you touch yourself was a feast for Riri’s eyes. Your full breasts jiggled with each movement of your hands, nipples hardening further under her hungry gaze. The sight of your pussy, glistening and wet, was too much to resist.

Without hesitation, Riri knelt between your spread thighs, her fingers ghosting over your slick folds. She dipped a digit into your juices, coating it before continuing to tease your clit.

"That's it, baby," she cooed, her other hand cupping one of your breasts, thumb rubbing over your nipple. "Lemme help you get off ma."

You gasped loudly as Riri’s finger slid into your wet pussy, you arched your back as you moaned loudly, your tits jiggling wildly as you touched yourself. You were completely helpless, as Riri played with you, you couldn't do anything but moan and squirm in pleasure. You felt Riri’s hot breath on your moist cunt, as she teased your clit, making you writhe in pleasure.

Riri’s fingers danced over your sensitive bud, teasing and circling until you were writhing in pleasure. Her other hand squeezed your breast, pinching your hardened nipple between her fingers.

"Does that feel good ma?" she asked, her voice a low purr. "Do you want more? Beg for it pretty girl."

You moaned loudly, your body trembling with pleasure as Riri’s skilled fingers worked magic on your aching sex. Your hips bucked involuntarily, seeking more of her touch. Through labored breaths, you managed to gasp out; "Please Riri... Please don't stop! I need more... I need you inside me!" Your eyes, hazy with lust, locked onto hers as you begged shamelessly. "Fuck me, use me, ruin me for anyone else! Make me yours! Please Rihanna!"

A mischievous grin spread across Riri’s face at your desperate pleas, her eyes gleaming with dark promise. She withdrew her fingers from your dripping cunt, bringing them to her lips to savor your essence.

Mmm, you taste good ma," she murmured, her tongue darting out to lap at your juices. "But I think you need something bigger than my fingers, don't it ma?"

Rising to her feet, Riri positioned herself at your entrance, the tip of her hard cock nudging against your slick folds. With a powerful thrust of her hips, she buried herself deep inside you, stretching you deliciously around her thickness.

"F-Fuck, you so tight mama," she groaned, giving you a moment to adjust before starting a relentless pace. "This pussy belongs to me now. You hear me ma?"

You cried out in ecstasy as Riri filled you completely, your walls stretching deliciously around her thick cock. Each powerful thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through your body, your heavy tits bouncing wildly with the force of her movements.

Yes, yes! It's yours, all yours!" You screamed, your nails raking down her back as you clung to her. "Harder, faster! Ruin my pussy!"

Lost in the throes of passion, you wrapped your thick legs around Riri’s waist, using the leverage to meet her thrusts. The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with your moans and cries of pleasure.

Riri’s hips snapped forward with renewed vigor, pounding into your welcoming heat with abandon. The sensation of your tight, wet walls gripping her cock was pure bliss, driving her closer to the edge with each passing second.

"That's it ma, take it for me baby," she growled, her breath coming in ragged pants. "This is what you wanted, ain’t it ma? To be used, claimed, fucked senseless by me."

Her hands gripped your thighs, digging into the flesh as she drove into you with reckless intensity. The room echoed with the lewd sounds of their coupling, punctuated by your screams of ecstasy and Riri’s guttural grunts.

Riri wrapped her hand around your throat, looking deeply into your eyes with her pretty red irises. Her grip on your throat tightened, her fingers closing around your windpipe as she continued to pound into your spasming cunt. The added pressure only heightened your sensations, pushing you closer to the brink of orgasm.

"Squirt for me, baby," she demanded, her voice a low, menacing growl. "Drench my cock with your juices. Show me who owns this tight pretty pussy."

Despite your body's violent convulsions, Riri showed no signs of slowing down. If anything, her thrusts became even more brutal, the force of her hips slamming against your ass with bone-jarring intensity.

"Say my name ma," she commanded, her grip on your throat constricting further. "Moan my shit, princess. Tell me who fucks you best. I bet Ole hoe Anastasia can’t fuck you like this huh ma?"

You struggled to breathe as Riri’s fingers closed around your throat, your vision blurring at the edges. But even as you teetered on the verge of suffocation, the relentless pounding of her cock inside you kept you teetering on the edge of climax.

“D-Daddy... M-Mami... Ahhnnn!" You choked out, your words barely intelligible as you surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure. "Y-Yes, you f-fuck me b-better than anyone else! Only you c-can make me s-squir-"

Your sentence cut off abruptly as a massive orgasm ripped through you, your pussy clamping down viciously on Riri’s cock. A torrent of fluid gushed out, drenching you both as you shook and thrashed beneath her.

“Ahhhhh, Daddy! M-Mami, yessss!"

Riri’s eyes flashed with triumph as she felt your pussy clamp down around her, milking her cock for all it was worth. The sensation of your juices flooding her shaft only served to heighten her own arousal, pushing her closer to the precipice of her own release.

"That's it, cum for me, ma," she hissed, her grip on your throat relaxing just enough to allow you to draw shallow breaths. "Take Daddy's cock deep, show me how much you love being used ma.”

With a final, brutal thrust, Riri buried herself to the hilt inside you, her own orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. Her cock pulsed and throbbed, painting your insides with wave after wave of hot cum.

"Fuuuuck, o-oh ma yes!" she moaned, her body shaking with the force of her climax.

As Riri’s cock erupted inside you, you felt the hot spurts of her cum filling you up, marking you as hers. The sensation of her pulsing shaft and the warmth of her seed triggered another mini-orgasm, your pussy fluttering weakly around her.

"Mmmm... Daddy... So good..." You panted, your words slurred and breathy as you floated in the aftermath of your shared pleasure. Riri’s grip on your throat relaxed, allowing you to draw in deeper breaths as you both slowly came down from your high.

Riri’s chest heaved with exertion as she gradually regained control over her movements, her cock still twitching inside you with the aftershocks of her climax. As the fog of lust began to clear, she gazed down at you with a mix of satisfaction and affection.

"There you go, ma," she murmured, her voice softer now. "All mine, just like I promised."

After a moment of tender afterglow, Riri carefully extracted her softening cock from your well-used pussy, a string of cum connecting the two as she pulled free. She stepped back, admiring the sight of her juices dripping from your stretched hole.

"Now, open up for me ma," she commanded, guiding the tip of her cock towards your waiting mouth. "Clean our juices off, ma."

You obediently opened your mouth, your lips parting to receive Riri’s still-sensitive cock. You could taste the salty tang of her semen mixing with your own juices as she pushed forward, the head of her dick popping past your lips. You started to suck gently, your tongue swiping along the underside as you worked to clean her off.

Riri’s breath caught in her throat as your warm, wet mouth enveloped her cock once more. The gentle suction and flick of your tongue sent pleasurable shivers through her spent body.

"Mmm, that's it, baby," she praised, her fingers threading through your hair. "Such a good girl, cleaning up our mess ma."

She slowly rocked her hips, easing more of her length into your mouth. The sensation of your lips and tongue worshipping her cock was almost too much to bear, especially after the intense lovemaking session you’d just shared.

You moaned around Riri’s cock as she pushed deeper, your nose pressing against her pelvis as you tried to accommodate her size. You sucked harder, your cheeks hollowing as you worked to milk every drop of cum from her shaft. Your tongue swirled and lapped, cleaning her thoroughly as you savored the taste of our combined essences.

Riri’s hips stuttered, her cock twitching inside your mouth as your enthusiastic sucking reignited the embers of her desire. She leaned forward, cradling your head as she guided you to take her even deeper.

"O-Oh fuck, ma," she moaned, her voice strained with pleasure. "You gon’ to make me cum again if you keep doing that ma."

But despite the warning, Riri found herself unable to pull away, too entranced by the sight of your lips stretched around her girth and the feeling of your tongue exploring every inch of her cock.

With a primal growl, Riri seized control, gripping your hair tightly as she began to thrust into your mouth with ruthless abandon. Her cock slammed against the back of your throat, forcing you to gag around the invading length.

"Oh yes mama," she moaned, her hips pistoning forward with frenzied intensity. "Swallow every inch of Daddy's cock, ma."

Riri’s aggressive pace left you little choice but to submit, your airway constricted by the sheer girth of her shaft. Tears streamed down your face as you struggled to breathe around the relentless pounding, yet somehow, you found the will to continue, determined to please your dominant lover.

You choked and gagged as Riri’s cock ravaged your throat, your eyes watering profusely from the rough treatment. Despite the discomfort, you managed to maintain a steady rhythm of swallowing, trying to coax out whatever pleasure she sought from this act of dominance.

Your hands reached up to grasp Riri’s thighs, the friction of her skin against your palms providing some small measure of comfort amidst the chaos of her oral assault. You looked up at her with tear-streaked eyes, silently pleading for mercy even as your body betrayed you, responding to the raw power of her thrusts.

Riri’s gaze locked onto your tearful face, a twisted mix of lust and possessiveness burning in her eyes. The sight of you struggling to cope with her aggressive thrusts only fueled her desire, her cock swelling even larger inside your stretched throat.

"You like this, don't it ma? "she sneered, her voice a harsh rasp. "Being used as Daddy's personal cocksleeve, choking on my fat dick. You such a good girl ma.“

With a cruel twist of her hips, Shuri forced her way even deeper, the head of her cock bumping against your esophagus. She held you there, impaled on her shaft, as she ground her pelvis against your face, ensuring maximum stimulation.

You whimpered around Riri’s cock, your throat muscles straining to accommodate her girth. The intense pressure and lack of oxygen sent waves of dizziness washing over you, but you refused to break, determined not to disappoint her. As she ground against your face, you felt a familiar warmth building in your core, your body betraying its natural response to the degrading yet exhilarating act.

Tears poured freely down your cheeks as you gazed up at Riri, my expression a mix of pain, fear, and reluctant arousal. You couldn't speak, couldn't form coherent thoughts beyond the overwhelming sensations coursing through you. All you could do was submit, to endure and serve, as l Riri used your mouth for her pleasure.

Riri's eyes blazed with dark satisfaction as she watched you struggle to cope with her relentless thrusts, your tears and choked whimpers music to her ears. The knowledge that she had reduced you to this state - a quivering, overwhelmed mess, utterly at her mercy - only intensified her arousal.

"Fuck ma," she growled, her hips snapping forward with brutal force. "Drown on Daddy's cock, you such a pretty cumslut mamas."

Riri’s s cock pulsed and throbbed inside your throat, the pressure building to an unbearable crescendo. With a guttural roar, she exploded, pumping jet after jet of searing hot cum directly into down your throat.

You felt Riri’s cock erupt within you, the initial blast of cum hitting the back of your throat and forcing you to swallow convulsively around the invading mass. Wave after wave of her seed flooded your mouth and slid down my esophagus, the sheer volume threatening to choke you.

As the last spurts subsided, Riri slowly withdrew her softened cock from your abused throat, leaving you gasping for air. You collapsed back onto the couch, your body trembling and coated in a sheen of sweat. Tears continued to stream down your face, but now they were tinged with a strange, post-coital calm.

Riri stood over you, her chest heaving with exertion as she gazed down at your disheveled form. A smug, satisfied smile played on her lips as she took in the sight of you, ravaged and spent from their intense encounter.

Without a word, Shuri seized your chin roughly, pulling your lips into a bruising, dominating kiss. Her tongue invaded your mouth, claiming you once more as she tasted the remnants of your passion. Breaking the kiss, she swept you up into her arms, cradling your limp form against her chest. With purposeful strides, she carried you into the adjacent bathroom, setting you down on the edge of the tub.

"Stay put," she ordered, turning on the faucet to fill the basin with warm water.* "We gon’ clean you up, mama."

Riri cupped your face gently in her hands, her thumbs wiping away the remaining tears from your cheeks. Leaning in, she pressed her lips to yours in a soft, tender kiss, a stark contrast to the earlier brutality.

"You did so well, ma," she whispered against your mouth, her voice husky with affection. "Such a good girl, taking everything Daddy gave you. I'm proud of you."

You melted into Riri’s embrace, your body still humming with the aftershocks of your passionate encounter. Her praise and affection washed over you like a comforting blanket, soothing the raw edges of your soul.

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