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Messages in the Dark

Part 2

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"So wait, that's ACTUALLY your name?"

She giggled softly. "Yeah. Lily Paddington. And yes, I hate my parents for it."

He leaned back a little in his chair. "Yeah, I'll bet. Mine's pretty boring. Mick Mendoza." After a few days of toying with the idea, the two had finally decided to try a voice chat. He found her southern accent kind of cute. Mick had his headset on, and while the mic was not the best quality, it was good enough. The quality for Lily was a little lower, as she was just using the earbud mic for her phone, but it wasn't the worst he had ever heard. He even joked that it was a better quality sound than half of the videos of 'that dudebro horse' on the forums.

"I dunno. You're the first 'Mick' I've ever met. Is it short for something?"

He nodded his head, not that she could see. "Yeah. Michael, but I hate that name. And before you even say it, don't you dare call me 'Micky' either. I hate that name even more!"

She let out another soft giggle. "I promise I won't. But there's gotta be a story behind that kinda hate."

He sighed. "Yeah, there is. My father is also Michael."

"Oh, are you a junior!?" she interrupted.

"No. And even if I was, I wouldn't use it. I really don't want to be associated with that man. He was..." He licked his lips a little. "Well, let's just say he was kind of a dick."

"Yeah, my dad could be a bit of a dick sometimes, too."

He grunted. "Probably not like mine was. He... was very abusive to mom. ...and me."

He could almost hear the hesitation in her voice. "Ah... I'm really sorry."

He shrugged. "He was an alcoholic. Big reason why I don't drink. Anyway, I got the hell out of that house as soon as I was old enough. Never looked back and don't regret it."

"I'm sorry you had to go through something like that..."

He grunted. "Yeah, well. Won't ever have to worry about it again. He got stabbed in the gut in a bar fight or something and ended up dying on the way to the hospital."

"Good. People like that deserve to be murdered!" He just smirked. "Someone should only be abused if they really want it, or if the person is going to be kind enough to kill 'em in the end. Abusive parents are the worst!" He just grunted and the two got a bit quiet. "...I guess I don't have much place to judge, though, with the things I like watching."

He sighed. "Yeah, I haven't quite gotten my head around that sort of thing just yet, either. Like, I know it's wrong and I shouldn't, but... it's just so damned hot to see it. Guess I've just got a few screws loose."

"Yeah, me, too, I guess." She let out a grunt as she adjusted how she sat. "How did you first get into snuff anyway?"

"I'm not really sure, to be honest. I first found out what it was when I was a teenager. About 15 or so. Going to sites that I really shouldn't. I was also kind of an angry teen, so I was always looking for outlets."

"Understandable with your dad."

"Yeah." He took a breath and let it out slowly. "Yeah, I guess so. But I found art and photo-manips of violent stuff, and those old shock sites that would show real gore and deaths. When they started to get shut down, I started looking for more of it. Took quite a bit of searching back then to find the hidden sites, but I eventually followed links and things until I found D-Gen a few years ago. It took a long time before I finally decided to pay up for a membership. Been there ever since."

She let out another soft hum. "Have you ever done it?"

"Done what?"

"...killed anyone?"

"Ah..." He shook his head as he answered. "No. Never killed anyone. Never raped anyone, either. Hell, I've never even really been super rough with anyone. I'm kind of lame."

"Mmm." She was quiet for a long moment. "Do you want to?"

That he had to pause on and think about. "I mean... yes and no. Like, the idea of it is really... REALLY fucking hot! But I don't know if I could actually do it in the moment or not." He knew why she was asking, but he wanted to be honest with her. "What about you? How did you get into snuff?"

"Me?" Her tone shifted a little, less thoughtful and quiet. "I used to watch a ton of action movies when I was a kitten. My uncle was super into all those high violence action movies where the hero goes around blowing away a country's worth of people. Used to watch them with him all the time whenever he babysat, and I always loved watching people get blown away or killed in gory and violent ways. Even if most of the time it was super obvious how fake it was, even to a kid. So I guess that's where it all started."

"Man I miss Rated R movies..."

"I know right!? Now they're all tame shit where they're afraid to even swear more than once. Nothing like the glorious gore-fests of the 80's and 90's! I was born in the wrong era." He chuckled. "Well, when I was about 10, I kinda realized it wasn't just the whole action thrill I was into. Started to realize about being turned on. My parents were pretty open about what sex was and so I'd already had 'the talk' from them. Then the internet came into my life, and by the time I was 13, I was doing all kinds of RP in chatrooms and forums."

"13!? Wow, you started even younger than I did."

She giggled. "Yeah, I was kind of a little horny slut as a kitten. I guess not much has changed since then, just that I'm actually allowed to be on the sites."

"Were you always the victim in your Rps?"

"Yeah, pretty much. I always thought it was more sexy being the one being forced upon. I tried doing dom stuff in those chats, but it never felt right. I'm not very good at taking charge." She let out a heavy sigh. "Even now. I mean, I'm a manager, and yet I hate when I have to actually be the boss of people. I try to be more of the friendly kind, but some of these teens just don't get it unless you pull rank."

"Sounds rough."

"Yeah. And not the kinda rough that I like."

He chuckled. "So have you actually done some masochism stuff before, or is it just a fantasy you really want to try?"

"I've done a little. I had a boyfriend... well, no, that's not right. I had a fuck buddy back when I first left high school. He was into leather and had this kind of woven crop that he would smack me with. Really got me going, but it was just some smacks on my back or ass while I was cuffed to the bed. But those fuzzy cuffs, so nothing really hard."

"Harder than anything I've done. You don't still let him do that to you?"

She laughed. "No. He went off to college. I haven't seen him since. Last I heard he got himself a boyfriend or something. I think they're married now. I dunno. I haven't tried to really keep up with him. It wasn't exactly a serious relationship for either of us."

"Yeah. I haven't really ever had any serious relationships, either. The last girlfriend I had was when I was just starting college, but that... really didn't work out. She was kind of..." He licked his lips. "Well, to put it frankly, she turned out to be a total bitch." He took a deep breath before adding. "Also, apparently has a bigger cock than I do."

Lily suddenly burst out laughing. "Wait, seriously!? And you never noticed!?"

He sighed, but did at least smile a little. "We never slept together, so no, I never got the chance to find out. Thankfully. I'm not into girls with dicks."

She still laughed a bit, but he could tell it wasn't mocking laughter. "Well, I promise that I'm not secretly a guy or shemale or transwoman trying to catfish you. I am an all natural cis woman."

"All natural, huh?"

She giggled a little. "I mean, I did send you pictures of my drooling pussy."

"And I've enjoyed those pictures a lot. I was more talking about the top half. Those are natural?"

"Oh these girls?" He just imagined her pushing her boobs up a little. "Yeah. These annoying bags are real."

"Well, I think they're sexy."

Her voice turned taunting. "So, you're a boob guy, huh?"

Mick was happy that he had no camera going for her to see him blush. "Ah, yeah. Kinda. Big or small, I do like a girl's boobs."

"Well, these are definitely in the 'big' category."

He hesitated before asking, "How big?"

He was not surprised by the giggle this got from her. "My bras are a 38DD."

"Oh, wow! You weren't kidding about big."

"Yeah. I could probably do with another bra fitting at some point, though. All of the ones I have are from like 5 years ago. And I can't even fit into the sexy one anymore. Not that I ever have a reason to wear it anymore."

"You could always wear it for me."

She gasped. "OH! Not just a boob guy, but into sexy lingerie, too!? You really are a kinky puppy, aren't you? ...wait, is puppy the right term for a jackal?"

"Yeah. A young jackal is still called a pup or puppy. Technically, we are classed as a kind of wild dog." He added "And yes, I definitely am into sexy lingerie, too. I think you'd be hot as fuck in it."

"Even hotter with you ripping it off of me."

"Oh yeah. Definitely! Ripping it off, or just cutting it off with a big knife."

She gasped, then let out a soft moan. "Oh fuck, that's sexy as hell to think about. You with a big knife, sliding it right against me to slice through my clothes." She let out another moan. "Getting wet just thinking about that."

"You weren't wet before?" he teased.

"Well... yeah, I was, but now I'm wetter." She let out another moan. "You wanna see?"

"Why would I ever say no to an offer like that? Yeah, I do."

"One sec." He heard movement as she shifted around, and the click from her phone. "There you go." A moment later, the picture came through on his end. It was another close up of her very sexy slit, fingers again parting it to show the damp, pink inner walls.

"You have one very pretty pussy, Lily."

She moaned again. "And a very needy one. I wish you were here right now so you could fuck the shit out of me with that big, knotty cock of yours!" The lust in her voice was unmistakable.

"You sure it's just my cock you want?" He started to stroke himself, unable to keep his hands off of his rock hard shaft with all the moans she was making. "You don't also want me with that big knife?"

She let out a gasp. "Oh, I'd love that. What would you do with it after you cut away all my clothes?"

"I'd run it up along your body. Let the cold steel drag up your belly, right against those big, beautiful tits." She moaned louder, even let out a little cry of pleasure. "You want that? The blade right against your tits?"

She moaned again. "God yes!" She gasped again, letting out a louder cry of pleasure. "What would you do as you stuff your cock into me?"

He figured she was using her dildo again. "Oh, I'd be fucking you so hard right now for one. Just pounding into that messy cunt as you drool around my shaft." She cried out again. His own cock throbbed in his hand as he played the scene in his head. "And I'd drag the blade closer, cut lines against your breasts." She just moaned for him. "As you start squeezing around my cock, I'd slide the knife right into one of your tits, stab right into the heavy bag."

She cried out again. "Oh fuck yes! Cut my big slutty tits off!"

He smirked. "Off? Just slicing through right by your ribs, blood drooling down your belly." She gasped and let out a whimpering moan again. "Cut all around the edge and let it dangle before slicing it completely free. Just useless meat."

"Oh fuck... yes!" Her moans grew louder, more desperate. "I am just useless meat!"

He was also breathing harder, his cock twitching as he worked at it, the knot growing at the base rapidly. "As you get closer and closer to cumming, I'd shove my knot right into that drooling cunt." She gasped, then yelped, only to moan and cry out louder. He just imagined her stuffing the knot of her toy into herself, her body trembling as she was at the edge, waiting for him to tell her to cum. "Just as I feel you squeezing me as you can't hold back any longer, I'd bring the knife up and drag it along your throat."

She cried out. "Oh... fuck yes!" She did not hide just how turned on she was by this. "Slice my throat open! Cum in me! Fill me up as you kill me, puppy!"

"Meat doesn't get to make demands." That made her only cry out all the louder. "But you've been a good kitten. You can feel me filling your womb, pouring my seed deep into you as your blood flows out of your neck, splashing onto the bed." He grunted, his cock twitching and pulsing in his hands. "Fuck..." He grit his teeth and let out a loud groan of his own as he came, shooting way more than he normally did out, much of it splashing onto his chest. It felt like he would just keep cumming. Her screams of pleasure in his ears as she came with him only made it all the better.

Thankfully, his orgasm did eventually start to end, leaving him panting heavily. He could hear her panting as well, letting out soft little moans and whimpers every so often. "After... After you finally stop twitching and lay still, I'd just hold you." She gasped, not expecting him to keep going. "Leave myself buried inside and hold you close, cuddling with you as you slowly grow cold against me."

She whimpered softly. "I want that..." He smiled, taking deep, slow breaths. He could hear her doing the same.

His eyes went wide as he realized it wasn't just her panting he was hearing. It sounded like crying. "Hey... are you okay?"

She gasped, sniffling once and clearing her throat. She hadn't realized he could hear it. "Y-yeah. I'm... I'm okay. I just... I just really... really want that. So badly."

He felt a sudden pang of guilt inside of him. "I..." He was not sure what to say.

"I know... you're not... actually a killer." She took a deep breath, and it was a bit shaky, but when she spoke next, her voice was quiet. "But I want it..."

He stayed quiet for a bit. "I could... try to be."

"No, it's okay." He could almost hear the reassuring smile, but knew it was hollow. "I should probably go to bed soon. I have work in the morning."

He winced, but nodded slowly. "Yeah... okay."

Before either could log off, she said. "Hey."

"Yeah?"

"Thanks. That was the hardest I've ever cum before."

He chuckled a little. "You're welcome. Was pretty good for me, too."

"mmm... I'll... I'll talk to you later, okay?"

He felt some hopefulness there. Maybe he hadn't fucked things up here. "Yeah. I'd like that. You get some rest. I'll talk to you next time."

"Yeah." She took a breath, and it was more steady this time. "Yeah. I want that, too." He smiled wide. "Good night, Mick."

"Good night, Lily." She ended the call there, and a moment later, she was offline again. He leaned back and just let out a big sigh. He looked down at himself, seeing just how much of a mess he had made of himself. He really needed a shower... again. And to think about things. A lot of things.

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Mick tilted his head a little as he stared at the picture. "Are you okay, Lily?" She had sent him another of her sexy pictures, or tried to, but she looked absolutely exhausted.

She sighed heavily. "Yeah... no. I'm tired. I had to deal with a bunch of really annoying customers. One of our cashiers walked out on the job, so I had to fill in on their register, while still having to do manager things. I mean, I don't blame them. I was tempted to do the same thing."

He winced. "Oh. Sounds like a pretty rough day."

She let out a tired groan. "Yeah, and it's going to only be worse. Some new policy came down from on high. Apparently, the higher ups are implementing some new review or survey thing for customers to do. Propaganda is that it's to 'help improve customer relations.' Translation from corporate is that means that raises will require good surveys from customers, most of which won't be assed to remember they exist by the time they get to their car."

"Yeesh... sounds kind of scummy. Especially for a store chain that big."

"Yeah, well, they aren't known as GreeDees for nothing."

He frowned, wishing he could just put a comforting arm around her right now. "You really need to find a different job."

"I know." She sounded defeated and drained. "I fucking hate this place. I've looked for other jobs, but I don't... have any kind of skills for anything other than shit jobs like this. I don't have any college degree or anything."

He nodded slowly. "You could always move. I could probably help you find somewhere up here. I'm always seeing help wanted signs around here. And there's always online classes if you wanted to get a degree."

She let out a soft, thankful grunt. "You're sweet, but I don't have the money for that kind of thing. And even if I did, I don't have the... effort." She let out another defeated sigh. "I just want out of it all." He really wished he could help more. Over the last few weeks, he had really gotten close to her and hated seeing her so depressed and utterly drained like this. "I've even been thinking of just doing it myself and filming it."

He sat up. "Hey! No, don't go doing that!"

"Why?" The question was asked so flatly that it jarred him.

"Well, for one, how would the video even get posted?"

She paused for a few moments as she thought about that. "I could always live stream it. Or I could do it on camera for you and you could upload it for me."

"I-"

She continued, talking over him. "Or I could just not bother filming it and just get it over with. It's not like anyone knows me on there."

"I know you." he pointed out.

"Okay. One person. And you already said that you probably wouldn't."

He quickly said. "I... could!"

He heard the smile. "You're sweet, but I wouldn't want to force you to do something you don't want to."

He shook his head. "No, I mean it. If you're set on doing this, then you should at least have it done properly, right? And... I mean, I think it would be better if you were to do doing it sexy than just yeeting yourself off a bridge or downing a bottle of pills."

"Was actually planning on slitting my wrists." She let out a breath. "Would you actually come and kill me?"

This was all moving so fast. He leaned back, speaking slower. "If you're going to do it anyway, then I'd at least like to see you in person once. Even if I can't, maybe I can at least... be there for you while you do it."

"Mmm... yeah, I think that would be okay." The two of them were quiet for a long time, neither knowing exactly what to say. Eventually, she broke the silence, her voice quiet. "When... when would you be able to?"

He had been mulling that question over. "I'll talk to my boss and see about getting some time off. I have quite a bit of vacation saved up that I never use. He's always bugging me to use it, so... maybe I'll take him up on that and go on vacation in Atlanta for a few days." She was quiet again. "Think you can wait a few days for me to get all of that set?"

She took a deep breath and held it, then slowly let it out. "Yeah. Yeah, I can wait. Unless you can't get off for like, months. Then I'm just going to do it on camera for you."

He thought about that. "Deal. I'll even get myself a webcam just in case. So you can watch me stroking myself while you fade."

"Sounds good. I think that would be a nice thing to watch as my last moments."

"Sure, but not as good as feeling me inside you, right?"

She giggled softly. "Yeah, of course. That's what I'd want the most." She sighed then. "Hey, I think I'm going to go just lay down for a while, okay? Sorry for no sexy times today, I'm just..."

"No, it's okay. Go rest. You sound like you could sleep for a day."

"...yeah. If only."

"Hey!" He called out before she could get off. "Don't do anything until I find out, okay?"

"I won't... and thank you."

"You're welcome." It felt odd saying that considering what they were talking about.

"I'll catch you later." With that, the call ended, leaving him in the quiet dark of his room, alone with his thoughts.

He took a deep breath and let it out, running a hand over his face. "Am I really going to do this?" She sounded serious about doing it herself if he didn't. It was more than just preventing a suicide, he really had grown close to her, and didn't want to lose her. But if she was going to go, he at least promised that she should enjoy her last moments. But still. "...Fuck."

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