Killers

• Ethan

“Anna!” The scream echoed through the hallway. Ethan abandoned Carmen for Zarina as he ran towards Anna, only for the woman to increase her struggling as Zarina tried her best to keep the older woman pinned.

But Anna turned angrily at Ethan and swung her knife twice, barely grazing his arm and forcing him to scramble away. “Get away from him!” She screamed, before looking down at Anderson with a mixture of love and concern. “Are you alright? I’m… I’m so sorry for this - no! Back off!” And she swung again, forcing Ethan to back away.

But Anna advanced, knife in hand, forcing Ethan to back further and further until he passed by Zarina and Carmen, who saw the young woman advancing and reacted in different ways. Zarina pointed the stun gun at Anna, only for Carmen to take advantage of the distraction and elbow her in the stomach. Zarina gasped, but managed to turn and use the stun gun on Carmen while backing away. The older woman screamed in pain, but also half-collapsed on top of Zarina as she struggled to get away. And Anna grinned eagerly as she grabbed Zarina by the hand, the one that held the weapon. “Anderson! Here, you can claim her! Quick!”

Ethan, horrified, took another step back as the situation looked increasingly fraught. Anderson was slowly getting up while Zarina and Anna struggled. ‘Don’t just stand there,’ Ethan screamed at himself, ‘do something! Do something! Do some-’

His foot brushed against something. When Ethan looked down he saw the gun, discarded in the struggle, behind his left foot. He scrambled to grab the pistol, and when Anna noticed what he grabbed she screamed: “Watch out!” And as he raised the pistol, pointing it at Anderson, Anna jumped in front of his line of sight, a determined expression on her face as she fully blocked his shot.

Ethan tried to move to the side, to avoid Anna, but she mirrored his movement, stubbornly refusing to allow him the shot. Zarina crawled from under Carmen and got back up next to Ethan as the older woman groaned and muttered a stream of curses in english and spanish.

There was a moment of stillness, Ethan cocked the pistol, hearing the metallic click, desperately willing that Anna would move out of the way. But she refused, her newfound loyalty overriding even her own will to live.

“Give me the knife!” Barked Anderson, walking up to Anna. She grinned and handed the knife to him behind her back, not taking her eyes off Ethan. “Good girl,” he said, and her grin only grew wider even as he placed the knife against her throat, while still using her as a shield. “Now drop the gun, boy. Unless you want me to cut her throat, right in front of you.”

Ethan’s hands trembled, gun still pointed at Anna as she did not even struggle. “You better do as he says,” she taunted him. She looked happier than he had ever seen her, a playful smile on her lips, a flush to her cheeks… Which made the circumstances around this so much crueler.

“If you kill her, I will shoot you,” replied Ethan, gripping the gun harder. “Right now she’s the only one keeping you alive.”

“Hm,” grunted the old man. “So you do care about this young girl, huh…?”

Ethan hesitated. “Yeah.. So, if you… If you order her to come with us? And her mother too? Then we won’t shoot you. We’ll just go, ok?”

A barked laughter erupted behind Anna. “Oh? Give you my two women, like that? And in exchange you’ll let me go? Hah!” And even as one hand remained holding a knife to her throat his other hand appeared from behind Anna and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them as the young woman moaned. “If you wanted her so bad you should have claimed her… Now she’s mine forever!”

Ethan realized the old man probably didn’t know yet about the killing rule. Maybe he could play it up as an advantage? And he attempted to ignore how much Anna seemed to enjoy being touched as he spoke. “I… I guess you’re right. You’ve won. So… I have nothing to gain by killing you anymore. If… If you promise to let us go…”

“Careful!” Said Anna, suddenly straightening her back, eyes alert. “If you die we’ll be unclaimed. He’s trying to get you to lower your guard!”

“Hm,” grunted the old man, his grip tightening on the knife at her neck. “And the headscarf girl, she really unclaimed? Is that what this guy did? Unclaimed both of you?”

“Nah, he’s never killed anyone,” said Anna, eager to help her new master, almost bouncing with joy even with the knife close to her neck. “Zarina’s not claimed, but there’s another girl that is. Nadia. She’s behind the house, by the way! Watching the back door. She’s got a baseball bat so watch out!”

“Hm. Carmen! Get up and check if the kitchen door’s still locked. If you notice anything, yell! And come back with a knife from the kitchen, will ya?”

“Of… Of course, Andy!” Said the woman, finally recovering from the effects of the stun gun and rising to her feet. She quickly smiled at Anderson before pattering out through a door on the hallway beside the bedroom door. Ethan’s stomach dropped as Anna happily gave away any of their secrets of anything they could use for leverage.

“Do you like being called Andy?” Asked Anna. “I can call you that, if you like.”

A dark chuckle from Anderson. “Nah.. You can call me daddy, girlie,” he said as his hand stopped groping her breasts and roamed lower, slipping under her shorts. Anna gasped and smiled at this, her eyes glazing for a moment before fixing themselves back on Ethan and the gun. She moaned softly, enjoying this attention. Ethan’s hand trembled, he tried thinking of a way to get the upper hand, to free Anna from this monster… But he came up with nothing. His mind, as usual in the most crucial and **** moments, came up blank.

Zarina took a step forward, readying the stun gun for a strike as she tried to maneuver around Anna, but even as she did Anderson brought the knife closer to his hostage’s neck. Anna paid it no mind, smiling and humping his hand while her eyes flickered between Ethan and Zarina. “Don’t even think it,” grunted Anderson.

“You can’t keep this up,” said Ethan. “Either you get tired, make a mistake.. Or we talk..”

Anderson seemed to consider it. “You lower the pistol, I’ll lower the knife. Girlie stays in front of me, of course. How about that?”

Ethan pursed his lips. “Sure. On three?”

They counted to three, then slowly Ethan lowered the gun. Anderson peeked over Anna’s shoulder to make sure, before he also lowered the knife. His other hand did not stop moving under her shorts though, and Anna rocked her hips back and forth in response, pressing her ass against him. “Can… Can you stop doing that while we talk?” Asked Zarina.

At that moment Carmen returned, armed with a kitchen knife, smaller than Anna’s and it looked quite old, but still a weapon nonetheless. She was grinning. “I checked all the windows and the back door, everything is locked! She can’t come inside without breaking in, which we will hear!” She moved next to Anderson and smiled triumphantly. “I saw her too, waiting in the back next to the door. I don’t think she even realized I spotted her!”

He barked another short laugh before slapping her ass with a hard smack, making the grown woman moan and then giggle. “Good job, my little slut! Now be a dear and stand in front of us, will you? If the boy points his gun you stand in front of me no matter what.” Ethan saw the man unzip and then pull down the shorts Anna was wearing. “I wanna enjoy my new girl…”

Carmen stepped forward and smiled, not taking her eyes off Ethan as she spoke to her master, “I bet she’s a virgin! Hmm… Hope my daughter makes you happy, Andy!”

Ethan frowned. “Hey! We told you to stop with that -”

“Or what?” Snapped back Anderson, smacking Anna’s ass as she moaned and squirmed. “What are you going to do, huh? Go ahead, girl. Tell them who owns you now.”

And Anna laughed and said, “Daddy is my owner now! He owns my body and my soul!”

“Aww, we’re like a family,” said Carmen. “Husband, wife and now my daughter as well! I’m so happy you’re back with us, my pequeña.”

“Hah! That’s right!” Barked Anderson as he zipped down his pants. “Now be a good girl for daddy and start grinding this sweet little pussy against my cock, will ya?”

Ethan let out a strangled noise as he watched Anna, previously so brave, so fierce, melting with joy before eagerly rubbing herself against his crotch, angling herself forward and arching her ass back as she began grinding back and forth, making slick, wet noises that all in the hallway could hear. His hand twitched and Carmen preemptively took a step forward, smiling at him. When she confirmed he was not pointing his gun however she stepped back, giving him a clear view of her daughter as she moaned, the tip of Anderson’s cock poking in and out between her light brown thighs.

“You know why I can do what I want with this bitch and you can’t?” Grunted Anderson, his breathing more ragged from the effort as he spoke over her moans. “Why I get to use her as I please while you stand there and watch like a little cuck?”

“I have the gun,” said Ethan, his voice quiet, trembling slightly from the anger and helplessness he felt.

Anderson snorted. “But you can’t use it. You won’t shoot girlie here. You won’t shoot her mother. Hell, you didn’t even claim the towelhead next to you. And that is exactly how you got in this situation! Because you’re a fucking… Pussy!” And with this last word he pulled back and then thrust inside Anna, making her moan as her face contorted with a mix of pain and pleasure. “Fuuuck, she’s so fucking tight!”

He began grunting and thursting back and forth, now fucking Anna in earnest. The young woman’s body rocked back and forth as she tried her best to keep steady and move her hips while her friends watched helplessly. Zarina was glaring hard enough that Ethan was afraid she would lose her composure and attack. Is this what he wanted? If she got close enough, if she missed with her stun gun, Zarina could also be claimed. And yet… Ethan himself didn’t know what he should do. So he just muttered. “Careful… Don’t let him goad you.” Zarina glanced at him and quickly nodded before looking back at her old roommate with a sickened expression.

• Nadia

Nadia quietly tried the back door again, but it would not budge. Locked. But Nadia definitely heard noises coming from inside, and they did not sound right. She had to find a way in, somehow. She tried another window. Also closed, fully. She might have ****… But breaking the glass would likely alert whoever was in the house. Dangerous. Was there any other…

Nadia looked around a corner and noticed a small window, higher up than the others, was open. A bathroom window. It was high enough that even Nadia would have to jump up to reach, and it was narrow too. Could she even squeeze through that?

But she couldn’t delay any longer. Ethan could be in danger, and this thought spurred her into action. She would NOT let him down!

• Ethan

Inside, both Ethan and Zarina were paralyzed, caught in this stand-off that had taken a horrifying turn.

“This is… A new world now!” Gasped Anderson as he thrust roughly into Anna, smacking his hips against her ass as he spoke. “Like that Source said. None of this.. Beta bullshit of… Equality and kindness… Hmm! The strong take! And the weak… Just watch… Like you’re doing now… Yeah, look at her…!” And he used the hand with the knife to push Anna’s chin up, drawing a bead of blood as he showed them her face contorted in orgasmic pleasure and messy with sweat. “Does it feel good, huh bitch? Does daddy’s cock feel good?”

“Yeeees!” She moaned in response. “It feels amazing! Better than anything I’ve ever felt!”

“I’m so glad you’re enjoying yourself! Like a good girl!” Said Carmen, an easy laughter bursting from her lips. Her own face seemed flush and ecstatic without even being touched. Although as much as she was enjoying herself, the mother kept a steady watch on Ethan and his gun. If only they could do something… Ethan wondered if Zarina could stun Carmen, given the chance… But that would give enough of a warning that Anderson could use Anna as a human shield still, and now that Carmen was armed, that option was even more dangerous…

“Like this little slut’s father...” Grunted Anderson, his breathing growing more ragged. “He couldn’t… Protect his wife… Couldn’t… Take what was his… That’s why… He lost… And that’s why… He’s dead now…! Isn’t that right…?”

“That’s riiiiight,” moaned Anna, her eyes closed. “He deserved to die, daddy! You’re - uhn! - you’re my new daddy now!”

“You’re so much better than him, Andy!” Added Carmen, smiling eagerly. “A real man!”

Zarina and Ethan watched, horrified, as Anderson only thrust even harder and faster, in response to this demented praise. “That’s right...! This world…! It belongs to the… The real men now… ! It belongs to the sharks! It belongs…To the killers! Ahhhn!”

And he thrust one final time, plunging deep inside Anna, and held, his head tilting back as he grunted and came. Anna moaned and then giggled, looking back at her owner to witness his climax. And Ethan again noticed that this seemed to increase the claimed woman’s pleasure tenfold, her body shaking and her eyelashes fluttering with the strength of her own orgasm that mirrored his, only even more intense.

‘God,’ thought Ethan. ‘Claiming is such a terrifying concept.’

“Ohh…” Anderson let one final grunt out before pulling out of Anna. Ethan dared pointing his gun as fast as he could, but Carmen got in front of him immediately, staring him down in fanatic zeal. Could he do it? Could he kill Anna’s mother, in order to save her? One life for another… Was that a decision he could make?

His hand trembled, and he lowered the pistol again. “You’re a disgusting man,” he growled at Anderson.

“Whatever,” grunted the other man dismissively as he zipped up his pants. “Here’s my offer to you. Give up the piece of ass next to you, since you’re clearly not using her. Drop the gun and leave. You still have the, hmm… The other girl. Whatever. If you run, I won’t follow you.”

“Why the fuck would I accept that?” Growled Ethan.

“Because I’m taking that anyways. And if you resist, I’m killing you and taking your other girl too, you fucking pussy!” Anderson barked another laugh before turning to Carmen. “Hey, woman! Grab the girl and drag her back here! Girlie, you stay here and protect me.”

Carmen’s expression lit up and she advanced on the two, knife in hand. Zarina took a step back, readying her stun gun as Ethan raised his gun again. Anna was standing in front of that asshole and Carmen was right up to Zarina, who panicked and tried to stun her. But it was too quick, too careless. Carmen managed to jump back and grab her arm, struggling to restrain her while she swung with her knife towards Ethan. He could not help her physically, the two women were not grunting and struggling, Carmen managed to take one step back, then another, closer to Anderson. He was advancing as well, still using Anna as a shield. Could he shoot Carmen? Did he even have a choice at this point?

Ethan whimpered, bracing himself for the recoil. He had ****. He had ****…

Another door in the corridor swung wide open, a burst of noise, and from the bathroom emerged Nadia, immediately taller than anyone in the room. There were scrapes on her face and arms and intense look of concentration in her eyes. Without hesitation she stepped up behind Anderson and swung her baseball bat as he turned in shock, the impact hitting him in the face. There was no room for a full swing in the hallway, but it was still enough to make the old man fall to the ground, bleeding.

An explosion of action followed suit. Anna screamed before swinging her knife at Nadia, inflicting a shallow cut on her arm as she hopped over Anderson and attacked the girl with the bat. Carmen shouted in alarm as well and struggled to yank Zarina’s stun gun, but she resisted. Even if she was weaker than the older woman, Zarina held onto the stun gun with two hands. Carmen raised her blade, only for Ethan to take advantage of the distraction and grab her arm. With two against one, Zarina managed to pull free her arm and taze Carmen, who let out a strained cry and dropped her knife. Ethan winced, it was the second time she had been zapped in a short time.

But Anna was now wildly attacking Nadia, who used her bat defensively to protect herself. And Anderson… He was on the ground, ****! Nobody there to protect him. This was his chance!

Ethan pointed the pistol at him, and saw the old main look up, blood over his face. One of his front teeth were missing, a wide-eyes look of terror and pain. He looked like an old man that moment, pathetic and wounded, not fully understanding what was going on.

Ethan would remember that face for the rest of his life, as he pulled the trigger and made the face disappear in a splatter of blood.

BLAM!

The shot was loud, much more than he was prepared. He felt a ringing in his ears after the fact, which muted the screams that followed. Anna stopped attacking Nadia, horrified as she rushed towards her former owner. Even Carmen, pained as she was, coughed out a horrified “No!” as she struggled to get back on her feet. To go towards Anderson.

But there was no Anderson. There was only a corpse now, blood oozing from his face like a fountain. So much blood. His shirt was covered in it. Anna’s hands. She attempted briefly to do something, anything… But her motions slowed, her body went limp. Carmen’s too. It was true then. Killing the master freed the women. He knew, even without further evidence. His hold on them had slipped. They were free.

Anna began to cry, first just hiccups and tears, but it then grew into a full-on ugly cry, open mouth in sorrow as she rocked back and forth. Zarina rushed to her, Nadia went to Ethan, concerned. Nobody went to Carmen at first, as she sat on the floor, a vacant look on her face that was somehow even worse than Anna’s.

He’d done it, Ethan had saved the day. He killed the bastard.

But instead of celebrating he turned around as the adrenaline and the reality of what he had done squeezed him like a vise. He curled and threw up on the floor. Nadia took his arm, steadied him as he regained his breath. His whole body felt sapped of any power, like his limbs were being controlled remotely, from a great distance.

“Good job,” said Nadia, her voice gentle as she rubbed his back. “You did it. You freed Anna and her mom. Good job. Good job.”

And so he had. And he did it by killing the old man. Through this, he had earned the freedom of Anna and Carmen.

Maybe this is what the world was now. Maybe the old man, disgusting as he was, had a point…

Maybe this new world did belong to the killers. And now, Ethan was one too.