TOAD – Chapter 72

TOAD – Chapter 72

“Drop it! Drop the knife!” A booming voice came out of the squad car’s microphone.

I looked down at my hand where there was a knife. It was covered in blood. There was blood covering my entire body. It was still dripping from the tip of the knife. I looked back into the line of vehicles, their headlights all on me, making it all but impossible to see anything more than black silhouettes. However, I could feel all of their weapons on me. I started to raise my hands.

“Don’t move!” The voice declared. “Drop it.”

The knife fell and struck the ground.

“Take her down.” The person cried out.

A dozen police officers moved out and surrounded me. Someone grabbed my arms and forced them behind my back. The next moment I was forced down to the ground. Things turned blurry again, and the next thing I realized I was handcuffed to a chair. A light was still shining in my eyes.

“We already know you did it, we just want to hear your side of the story.” A man with a thick mustache, a blue button-up shirt, and a striped tie stated.

“It was a jilted lover, right? You saw Min with another person, and you couldn’t take it.” A busty woman in a white button-up blouse added, dropping some files in front of me.

There were pictures on the front of the file. They showed Min and some man. They were both dead, having been stabbed a dozen times. It was a bloody scene. I didn’t react to seeing the picture. My mind was still spinning.

“This is what we know.” The man spoke again. “Min and you had been dating for the last year, but you weren’t happy with a closed relationship. You went out and had affairs. You slept with people, boys, and girls, all so that you could satisfy your sexual desires. Min was feeling left out. She was feeling like you were cheating on her. She wanted to try it herself. She cheated on you, but when you found out, you couldn’t handle it. You grabbed a knife, and then you kept stabbing.”

“We’ve all been there.” The woman continued. “We all know that rage. We just want your confession.”

I stared blankly at the man and woman in front of me. I didn’t say anything. I didn’t even look at them.

“You are already under arrest for murder.” The man stated. “Don’t make this any harder.”

I wasn’t sure how long I sat there while I waited for the police to process my case. I was still handcuffed in the chair. The time seemed to drag by. Every minute felt like an hour. I tried to calm myself down. I needed to stay as composed as possible. Everything was a blur. Had a drunk too much? I didn’t feel like I did, but I couldn’t seem to remember...

“It’s an illusion.”

“Excuse me?” The woman asked.

“This is a trial... an illusion.” I closed my eyes as my mind started to get clearer.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

I had almost broken free once before, but it had pulled me back in. This was why everything was such a mess. It was trying to keep me confused. It was trying to keep me from taking control. My memories came flooding back. I wasn’t in college, and Min wasn’t the kind of guy I could just stab to death. Furthermore, he’d never cheat on me. I was certain of that.

“Wake up!” The man slammed his fist down on the table and made a loud bang. “This is not a dream!”

“Isn’t it?” I asked, looking up at him teasingly. “I’m a seductress. An enchantress. Soon to be a demon queen. You can’t keep me from my birthright, not any longer.”

“Check her handcuffs.” The girl looked suspiciously at me.

The man reached out, but I already lifted my hands. “You mean these?”

As he reached for the gun, I gently put my hand on his. His pupils dilated, and his jaw went slack.

“Bring me the girl,” I ordered.

His hand relaxed on his gun and he turned and started walking toward her. The girl only realized something was off when he stepped right in front of her.

“Clark, what is wrong?” She asked.

He grabbed her instead, and she let out a cry as she started to pull her over to me. They wrestled for a few moments, but even though she was a police officer, he was still a man who towered over her by a foot. She was slammed down on the table, bent over with the man right behind her. She struggled helplessly against the table until she shot me a look of horror.

“What did you do to him?”

I spread her legs and lifted them. She struggled a bit, but the detective eagerly stood at the foot of the table. He found her asshole and slammed the head of his dick right into her sphincter. He forced himself into her tight spot.

“Owwww...” The girl cried out, tears beginning to form in her eyes.

“Shhh...” I whispered, my breasts pushing against hers, my finger coming down and stroking her clitoris gently. “It’ll only hurt for a moment.”

The guy greedily pumped his hips, his dick sliding in and out of her butt. She grabbed onto me tightly, trying to cope with the pain of her ass being violated by the detective she once called her partner.

But after a few seconds, she relaxed. Her breathing evened out, and her body went limp. She started moaning, and her pussy began to leak juices. The detective held his cock firmly and continued thrusting into her ass.

“Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh! I can feel it inside! I can feel your dick in my butt!” The girl wailed.

Her pain quickly turned to pleasure. I could tell because her pussy was leaking. I could smell the scent of her sex wafting off of her, and the aroma was making the detective get even hornier.

“Fuck yes! Your ass is so tight!” He bellowed.

I slid down to the floor, kneeling between her legs. My hand came up and grabbed his shaft, stroking him again. I felt the detective moan as my soft hand worked on his dick.

“This is amazing, it feels soooo good. Oh, I can’t believe this is happening! How am I supposed to concentrate?!” He cried out, more animal than man.

He pulled his cock out of the police girl’s ass and started pumping it with his fist. His load erupted at that moment, landing mostly across her slit and pubic hair. He moaned happily as he emptied his balls onto his partner.

I pushed him aside and then dived between her legs. I first licked up all of his cum, but then I started to lick her mound, sucking on it provocatively. She hadn’t cum yet, and I wanted to finish her off myself.

A-Ahhhhh!” A loud moan escaped the police girl.

I smiled sweetly as I sucked her lips, my tongue delving into her pussy once more. She buckled and arched her back, her hands holding onto my head, squeezing.

When I was satisfied with her climax, I pushed her legs apart and moved up between her legs. I took hold of her nice-sized breast and began to suck on them gently, my hand teasing around her nipple.

Then, I felt something warm and hard pressing against my thigh. As I looked down, I noticed the mustache detective standing behind me, his cock starting to harden once again.

“Oh, you want to join in, huh? You better not cum until I’m satisfied.”

I smirked, feeling a little smug as I let him push into my pussy. He started to take me from behind while I kissed the policewoman on the lips. I moved my hips in such a way that his dick fell out. He thrust once again, but his dick didn’t slide into me, but the girl under me.

“Gghhhaa!” She cried out as his wet dick broke through her hymen in a rough and brutal moment.

The mustache detective seem clueless about his transgression, and he started to pump her pussy like he had been fucking me. I kissed her as she painfully took his cock, letting her moans buzz against my lips. His cock occasionally slipped out and ended up in my pussy, but I intended it that way. He swapped back and forth between us, his stamina lasting far longer this time.

“Uuunnnnngggghhh! Uuuunnggghh! Uuuungghhh!”

The police girl was crying out in pain, but it wasn’t enough to stop her from enjoying the orgasm that was rapidly approaching. She wrapped her arms around my neck, digging her nails into my skin as she squealed.

“Ahhhhhh! I’m cummingggggg!” She cried out.

Her body trembled, and then she was completely spent. I could feel that the detective was also cumming, sending tons of seed into her. The detective collapsed next to us, his cock slipping free of her pussy.

I didn’t cum. More than that, I hadn’t felt all that excited. Sure, it was fun in the same way all sexual encounters were fun, but it lacked something for me. Was it because it was an illusion? I felt like I had genuinely learned something from this event. I couldn’t hide behind illusions. The world of fantasies and self-made communities was just far too small. It would never bring me happiness... not anymore. My only choice was to reach for something greater.

While the pair were recovering, I got back up and dressed. “It’s time for me to go, guys, sorry.”

That was just a memory to remember them by, I still needed to return to the real world. With a sigh, I walked up to the interrogation room door. It was locked, but no prison could hold me. This entire impossible trial was nothing but a joke and a waste of time. I realized such games couldn’t hold my interest for long. It was time to take my rightful place as queen. Nothing else would do.

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