Alice's Point of View
Saturday and Sunday slipped through her fingers as she desperately tried to hold on to the last peaceful nights before the monster inside woke again. Other than Chip Lackland's uninvited intrusion, their date had gone perfectly. Alex had been so sweet and attentive all weekend, almost allowing her to forget what was coming. But now it was Monday. Alex was at work, and Alice was alone with Mr. Yetzer Hara.
They were old friends, Yetzer and her. The first Alice, before she broke, learned that "yetzer hara" meant "the evil inclination" when she was studying for her bat mitzvah. Some said she didn't deserve a bat mitzvah, since she had a shiksa mother, but Daddy had arranged it anyway. It was probably the last nice thing Daddy ever did for her, come to think of it. To the first Alice, "yetzer hara" was just a concept, an idea from religion or psychology. Now she knew better.
Mr. Yetzer Hara was very real. He was the one who whispered in her ear, visited her in dreams, and wouldn't let her rest. There was only one thing that could quiet down old Yetzer. Blood.
Not just any blood, though. There were very specific requirements. It had to be the blood of a man who had touched her, violated her. Mr. Yetzer Hara was very insistent on that. Alice had to let him take her body before she could take his life.
The worst thing? Afterwards, Alice was still dirty. She needed Alex's touch to wash it all away, let her be human again. Before she met him she was always dirty. Alice lived years of her life like that.
She thought she'd found a loophole, found a way to cheat Yetzer. Gareth Hart was the template. All she had to do was slap a condom on her offering, ride the bastard for a minute or two, then finish him off. That technically counted as sex, right?
Alice should've known something was up when she was tempted to hunt a random on the drive back from Charleston. No support? No kill room? No cleanup team? It was madness. Her rational mind knew it was madness, but the urge was still there. That's how Yetzer got back at her. She'd fed the evil inside junk food and now she was paying for it with indigestion.
Usually the urge came back gradually, but now it was hitting her all at once! Full force! It was like she hadn't fed Yetzer in months. He wouldn't let her sleep. Food tasted bland. It was harder to cum with Alex. There was no enjoyment, only the urge.
There was no one she could talk to about this. Alex was at work. Dahlia was out of contracts for the time being. Even Dick was busy playing spy with Rebecca Rodriguez-Cooper.
She was tempted, oh so tempted, to just go out and hunt, but it was the middle of the day. What was she going to do? Snatch some man on his lunch break? Bad idea. A man not coming back from lunch would be immediately missed.
I'm going to regret this, Alice thought. She put her hair up in a messy ponytail and slipped on one of Alex's t-shirts. With "MIT Football" blazoned across her chest, Alice left to get coffee.
Even if I can't taste anything it'll be something to do.
There were a lot of Astrobucks franchises in Arlington and Alice just picked one at random. Her predatory instincts immediately locked on to the three men in the store: one behind the counter, one at a table with his laptop out, and a last one waiting for his coffee.
She felt the itch.
Any one of these would do.
It would be so easy. With nothing but a smile and a bat of the eyelashes, the man of her choice would follow her to his death.
"Oh my god! Did you go to MIT?" asked a woman waiting behind the man she was sizing up.
Alice just barely succeeded in not snapping at her. "My boyfriend did."
What was that? Alice's rational mind wasn't working. She didn't usually volunteer real information like that so casually.
"Lucky girl," the woman said conversationally. "He's a big boy too, right? That t-shirt looks like a dress on you! Hunky football player and an engineer both?"
Alice smiled in spite of herself. She was exactly right. "Something like that."
The woman got her coffee when her name was called. "Well, I won't keep you. See you around!" She waved cheerfully.
That wasn't so bad, she thought.
The man waiting in line turned around.
"Alice! Fancy meeting you here," Chip Lackland said.
The itch became a burning.
She wondered if she could get away with ignoring him.
"Coffee run, am I right? It's still a little early for lunch, but I could buy you a muffin if you want?" Chip was looking right at her. He knew, that she knew, that he was there. There was no escape.
"I'm not hungry, Chip." She tried to brush him off.
Her whole abdomen was on fire. The urge had met a target that it really, really liked.
Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Alice repeated internally. Not him and definitely not now!
"Coffee then? My treat. We don't see enough of you at work. It would be nice if Alex brought you around more."
Her eyes flashed and Chip flinched back. Keep my boyfriend's name out of your filthy mouth! "I can buy my own coffee, Chip."
"I insist." He invaded her personal space.
Kill! Kill! Kill! Don't you want to kill? Mr. Yetzer Hara wants this one. Don't you want him too?
"Iced caramel macchiato," Alice spat out on reflex, too confused to dissemble. Was that her? Was she going crazy?
Chip smiled at her. "Coming right up."
Alice spent the next five minutes wondering if she was having a psychotic break while Chip rambled about how awesome he was.
"Sit with me?" he asked.
Shut up! Fine! I'll do it! she surrendered to the evil within.
The relief was instant and palpable. Alice shifted her tone from distant to flirtatious. Let the games begin.
"Thanks for the drink, Chip." She sipped on it loudly. "You sure know how to treat a girl."
If Chip found anything disturbing about her instant one eighty in personality, he didn't show it. "I know just how to treat a girl," he said flirtatiously. "I was the man back in college, got the most pussy of any guy in my frat."
Alice tried to keep her disgust from showing on her face. "How interesting! And now?"
"I'm going places, Alice. ANIS is a hell of a feather in my cap. Before long, I'll be in upper management, making the big bucks. With my dad making sure my company keeps getting contracts, I could be CEO before forty."
She looked at him with bedroom eyes. "I like ambition in a man."
Chip accepted her praise as if he was entitled to it. "You don't know the half of it, Alice." He bit into a vanilla biscotti, chewing loudly. "I'm just gonna come out and say it: you're wasted on Alex Wagner. He's just a grunt, a guy who'll be working the same job in twenty years, crunching numbers while guys like me decide the direction of the whole company."
Soon, my pet. She caressed the blade in her purse, covering the action by pulling out her lipstick. "Sounds like you've got it all planned out, Chip. Where do I fit in?" She reapplied her lipstick after finishing her drink, just something to do with her hands so she didn't start stabbing prematurely.
"Anywhere you want, baby. A handsome, photogenic guy like me needs a beautiful woman on his arm. That's what a CEO is at the end of the day: a mascot for the company. My dad told me you don't even really need to know anything. Just let the nerds run it for you while you take all the credit."
That was probably true in a lot of cases. "Wow, Chip. You sure know a lot. What else does your dad say?" All too easy.
"Hacker is definitely gonna win," Chip said casually. "People are tired of Democrat bullshit. Oboyo and Clayton back to back was just too much. Something is gonna pop off somewhere, and Hacker is gonna make sure America is in the thick of it, give us a reason to forget our troubles and just kick some ass. That means lots of nice fat contracts for Lockhole Merlin. I'm exactly where I should be."
"You have to be back at work soon?" she asked leadingly.
"Nah, I took a half day. Not much to do, anyway. ANIS is pretty much ready to ship and I don't need to crack the whip anymore."
Perfect. "What do you say we get out of here?"
"Are you being serious right now?" He sounded like a fourteen year old boy who'd just been offered his first handjob.
Where did all that confidence go, my guy? "Deadly serious," Alice purred. "I've got a place, nice and private. No one will bother us there. Can you follow directions?"
Chip smiled like he couldn't believe his luck. "Anything you want."
Alice thought for a minute about how she'd arrange the logistics of this. "Okay, here's what we'll do. Follow me back to my place and I'll drop off my car. Then we'll take yours to this special spot. It's got parking and everything. Nobody will ever know."
"Hell yeah!"
***
It was perfect, so perfect. Chip wasn't expected back at work and the cleanup crew could make sure his car disappeared along with the rest of him. Mr. Yetzer Hara had led her to the perfect kill.
Alice shut and locked the door. "No kissing, okay?"
Chip shrugged. "That's fine. I just want to fuck." He smacked her on this ass.
"Hey, wait-"
He pushed her down on the bed and stripped her panties off.
She winced. "Ow, what the fuck?"
Chip just shoved it right in from behind. Alice wasn't wet enough yet.
"Just relax, baby." He tried to go deeper. "Give yourself time to stretch out. Big muscle guys usually have little dicks right? You'll need time to get used to me."
Alice couldn't actually tell how big Chip was from this angle. All she knew was she wasn't ready and it hurt. Then a wave of panic washed over her. "Condom! You've got to wear a condom?"
Chip didn't immediately stop trying to work himself in. "You sure? I thought it would be hot to breed you."
This motherfucker...
She sprang forward, reached for the knife in her purse, then turned around and held it to his throat. "Condom, now!"
He froze. "Okay, okay, chill out."
Alice could tell he still wasn't taking her seriously. "Get on the bed, on your back, and don't fucking move." She pressed the knife deeper into his throat.
Shit, shit, shit, I let his raw dick in my pussy. That's worse than kissing! The only answer to her guilt was cruelty. Once Chip heard the menace in her voice and felt how sharp her blade was, he didn't question her instructions. With well-practiced ease, she held the knife to his throat while putting him in the restraints with the other.
Alice clapped her hands. "There you go! All safe and secure. Now we can play."
Chip actually laughed. "I should've known you were into freaky shit. This is your sex dungeon, isn't it?"
"Among other things," Alice answered him. She took a condom out of the drawer and stroked him until he was hard enough to put it on.
"Ah, shit..." he moaned.
"We're going to play a little game, Chip. You like games, right?" Alice straddled him and placed something at his throat.
"What's that?" he asked uneasily.
"A taser."
Chip didn't immediately react to that information. Alice sank down on his hard erection, all the while holding the taser firmly in place.
The sensation of being enveloped in her tight pussy got his mouth working again. "Why the fuck do you have a taser?"
Alice smiled and just kept riding. The taser was always there, right against the skin of his neck, right where it needed to be.
He pulled at the restraints. "Fuck, you're so tight and you ride me so well. I'm already getting clo-"
ZAP!
"AAAAAAAAHAH!" he screamed like a girl. Alice just kept riding.
"No, no, no, that's a bad boy. If you cum before I do you get tazed again."
Chip's erection flagged a little from the pain of electricity coursing through his body, so Alice clamped down on him with her pussy and started bouncing roughly.
The man trapped beneath her gritted his teeth to stave off the inevitable, but Alice was merciless. "Watch my tits bounce," she commanded, tossing off Alex's shirt and unhooking her bra.
He tried to look away, and for that he got tazed again.
"UNNNNGH!"
"What did I tell you about being bad?"
His eyes snapped open and obediently focused on her boobs after that. Pain was the best teacher.
Alice was really going to town, riding him for all she was worth. Chip's disgusting, arrogant face contorted in pain was really doing it for her. Maybe she really would cum first.
"Oh god! Oh god!" The senator's son moaned like a whore, bucking up into her, his voice thick with need.
With a final cry, he spurted, filling the condom before she could finish. Alice was kind enough not to shock him until his orgasm was over.
"JEEESUS FUUUUCK!" His whole body danced in exquisite agony. She almost came from watching. Almost.
With relief, Alice noticed the burning inside quieted down to barely a spark. Mr. Yetzer Hara was satisfied with that. It seemed it didn't count as full sex to the evil inside her unless the man came. Good to know. Sexist prick.
Alice lifted herself off Chip's flagging erection, quite content. Now the fun would really begin.
"It's not over, Chip, not even close. You just solved the lament configuration, buddy! I have such things to show you!" Her voice was strained, half-insane. Maybe all-insane. Her eyes bugged out. An evil smile pulled at the corners of her mouth. "You stuck your filthy unprotected cock in the pussy that belongs to Alex Wagner. Your suffering will be art! Your miserable countenance contorted into a rictus of agony will be my masterpiece!"
She started laying out all her instruments. The taser. The pliers. The knife. Alex wouldn't be home until after six. She had hours to really cut loose!
"Alice, what the fuck? What are you doing? Ow!"
She started with ripping off his fingernails. "I'm about to show you some Event Horizon shit, Chip. You're about to find out that it's a gate."
His fingernails were stubborn so she had to cut around the border a bit before ripping them off with pliers.
"One!" She made a game of it. Chip screamed. "Ladidadida," she danced around happily, singing a song to herself as she took one fingernail after another.
"Two times you pissed me off!" Chip screamed again.
"Three! Three down, seven to go. Can you think of three reasons why I should stop?"
Chip couldn't think it all. Rather than screaming with every fingernail he lost, it was just one continuous scream now. He tried to make a fist to deny her his fingers, but she pried his hands open with her knife, careful not to draw too much blood too soon.
Alice basked in the music of his screams. This was really what she'd been missing in her life. A man in pain was a beautiful thing.
"And ten!" She leaned down to whisper in his ear. "What's next, Chip?" She ran her hands over his body, touching each body part in turn. "The hands that touched what they shouldn't have?" Her hand glided down to his crotch. "The cock that fucked a pussy it shouldn't have?"
He trembled and whimpered. "Alice, please..."
"I'm not finished, Chip!" He tried to shut up but was still moaning lightly. Oh well. "Good boy. How about the eyes that looked at what they shouldn't have?" She cupped her tits with bloody fingers. "I'm going to take it all, Chip, one by one."
"Please," he begged pathetically.
BAM! Alice broke his nose with the handle of her knife.
"Pleasthe," Chip lisped.
"Teeth? Did you say teeth?"
Chip tried to shake his head no, but Alice knew better. He tried to shut his mouth and deny her her prize, but that was nothing another strike with the knife handle couldn't fix.
"Now hold still!" A few of his front teeth were loose from the handle strike. One by one, she ripped them out with the pliers. Chip's mouth rapidly filled with blood.
"Uhmugugugh!" he mumbled in agony. Alice took as many teeth as she could, but most of them were still pretty firmly set.
I'll have to make sure I have a drill next time, she thought. Her forearms were getting tired from all the pulling.
She turned him on his side so he didn't drown in his own blood prematurely. "That's enough teeth, I think."
Chip picked that moment to vomit uncontrollably, bloody vomit that stank something fierce.
Alice pinched her nose in disgust. "Ew! I have to smell that now! You will find that Alice Adelman is not wholly without mercy. This is a pain I shall spare you."
She cut off his nose.
His whole face was a bloody mess at this point. She paused, enjoying the sight of him thrashing around, pulling at his restraints impotently. Alice noticed his eyes were firmly shut.
"LOOK AT ME!" she commanded.
Chip looked like he was honestly trying, but the fear, the pain, the shock, whatever it was, just overruled everything.
"Have it your way, Chip." Alice reached under the bed and fished out the ice pick. "Now hold still!" With the way he was fidgeting, plucking out his eyes was easier said than done, but eventually she managed to spear one and then the other.
He wasn't even whimpering anymore, just laying there with no fingernails, no nose, no eyes, and a bloody ruin of a mouth. He was perfect.
Alice checked the time. "Oh dear, I'm going to need to wrap this up if I want to get in a nice long shower before my boyfriend gets home. You're in luck, Chip. It'll all be over soon."
Chip couldn't see what was coming, and perhaps that was for the best. She gripped his cock with one hand, pulling it taut, and with the other she sawed it off with her knife.
Gouts of blood surged up from the wound like she'd struck oil. Chip didn't last long after that.
Alice really didn't envy the cleanup crew for this one.