tim be fuccin

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Darkness surrounded Tim as he walked across the snowy ground, his leather boots were crunchy the glittery white flakes as he went along. His breathing was calm and steady as he went over his plan again and again in his head. He had been sent after this girl by his boss, Slenderman, to end her life. Why? Because she was a Kinkster. Not really, but Tim had read through her social medias and seen her internet history, and she was a Kinkster. He flipped his mask up to get a better view of the house where Charlie resided and studied it as he fixed his gloves. He remembered what the girl looked like from the photo in her file and a sideways grin made its way onto his face. Tim thought she was cute, and dare he say, she was sexy and inciting with her  cute little blonde hair and plump lips. He let a chuckle pass his lips as he thought about the terrified look on her face as he shoved his knife into her stomach. Or better yet, wringing her little neck and squeezing it tightly, her face turning a lovely shade of red that slowly turned into purple as she would claw and try to pry his hands away so she could take a breath of air. He could feel himself growing hard from the thought. But enough of that, he had work to do.

As Tim made his way inside, he couldn't get his mind off of how arousing that Charlie girl was. He thought of her mouth on his cock as he forced it down her tight throat. He imagined the way tears would run down Charlie's face as she tried to push him away but he would just push Charlie further and harder onto his erect member. Tim shook his head to try and stay focused on the task at hand. He crept his way to Charlie's room and slowly pushed the door open, reveling the adorable girl asleep and blissfully unaware of what he would be doing to her.

He quietly made his way in and started to slowly walk towards her bed. Once Tim was there he reached down a gloved hand to stroke her cheek gently before placing it over her mouth. Tim then grabbed a handful of the girl's curly locks and gave them a rough tug. "Wakey wakey, Princess." He laughed at his own remark.

Charlie woke up in a panic and  began to scream once she saw what woke her up. A man wearing a mask and orange jacket had her, and even worse, a man she didn't know. Charlie began to hyperventilate as she tried to get away from him, but her attempt was useless. She felt tears start to go down her cheeks as she let out a weak sob as she tried to get away. "Shut the ever-loving fucc up. You're not getting out of this. I've been sent after your head and goddammit, I'm going to get it. However I plan to have a little fun first." He laughed before reaching into his bag for the roll of duck-tape and the rope. Tim unrolled the duck-tape with his mouth and removed his hand just so he could place it on Charlie's mouth before grabbing her hands. "Oh yeah, I plan to have a lot of fun with your pretty ass!" Tim gave out a bark of laughter before throwing Charlie over his shoulder and taking her outside to his car.

As Tim walked to his car, he would glance over to his captive's ass every now and again. A smile would break onto his face along with a new perverted thought each time he did. "Sit tight, Princess. We're going for a little ride." He said as he placed Charlie into the trunk and started to drive off to who knows where.

Charlie let out small sobs and sniffles as they car would occasionally bump and move her body as she was taken to wherever her kidnapper pleased. She had never felt quite so small and useless before; and after a while she just accepted that this was it. It really finna end this way, huh? Well, if it was, Charlie was going to try and make the most of whatever time she had left.

As Tim pulled into the empty parking lot, he turned up the stereo in his car and let the Hollywood Undead CD blare as he got out and lifted the trunk door, "Aww, is my little Sweetheart still upset?" he purred with fake sympathy, his gloved hand grasping her jaw gently. "fucc you." Charlie spat at the man, her eyes full of rage. Tim's eyes narrowed down at her as his hand quickly went down for her neck. "You've got a lot of goddamn nerve to try and stand up to me, Princess."

His hand tightened a bit around her small neck, causing Charlie to gasp a bit.

"As for fuccing me, I already had intentions of doing so you little freak." Tim's voice was steadily becoming more and more husky and almost turning into a growl as he began to lift her into the back of the car. Once in the vehicle, his hand tightened more and Charlie tried to rip his hand away from her throat, but was met with a harsh slap to the face. "Knock it off you stupid slut!"

Charlie was quickly forced into the doggy position and then trusted into by Tim's hard cock. She let out a scream of agony as she was suddenly pounded by Tim, who was now shoving his fingers down her throat.

Tim bent over Charlie and gripped her waist with his strong arm as he continued to fucc her senseless, and soon enough her screams turned into loud and intense moans.

"Yeah, you like Daddy's fat, hard cock don't 'cha?" He practically growled into her ear right before harshly biting her neck. "Y-Yes! I lo-ove it- Oh God! Oh God!" Charlie answered him as she felt her climax building in her stomach.

"I'm going to cum all over your little body, and you're going to like it, Whore." Tim told her as he flipped her over onto her back, only to be met by Charlie getting on her knees and bending down towards his member.

"No no- wait- I wanna suck you off, please?" Charlie asked with wide eyes as she gripped his cock.

Tim chuckled as he slipped his fingers into her, "If you insist, Slut."

Charlie moaned and sucked Tim's cock and he pumped his fingers into her; she felt her orgasm building again and sucked even harder on Tim's dick. Tim' let out deep, rugged breaths as he forced Charlie's head up and down, further and deeper down his shaft. Before long, they were both in the wonderful state of pure pleasure and were screaming at the top of their lungs.

After Tim caught his breath, he petted Charlie's blonde hair and said gently, "You know, that was pretty damn good. I think I'll keep you around as a personal plaything." And then placed a kiss on her temple before putting her back in the trunk and driving off to the mansion.

Ooh boy, did the man have a lot of explaining to do once he got there.