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Giselle's had more than several relationships before I rebounded back to her. Though just to be safe, I let her peruse though as many records of my whereabouts. Or lack thereof. I do love Dr. Khan for her ability to make us nobodies in prep for the real field tests. The trick though was interrupting her every time she tries looking through this Polisko or whatever to give her the impression he's behind this all while leave her search of my files freely.\n\nAs I suspected, no one believed her that such a...fictional threat would have attacked her. Had to be very careful when tailing Giselle's conversations. Hard to dodge out out steaming coffee while avoiding upturning office papers from an air draft during her attempt to expose me in plain sight.\n\nNot going to be a problem anymore, ever since her boss has had enough of her 'outbursts' and she'll be packing her office if she tries to reveal the ghost in the school one more time. I'm quite surprised the squirrel values her career more than her safety. To me, just another step towards making her give up.\n\nAs Giselle comes home, she knows I'm waiting inside as the hot air from the tampered thermostat rushes out the door. Nine times she's tried to alert the police, eight times she has me track her to a motel. Finally, for the last three times in a row, she submits to the routine. \n\nThe teacher closes the door behind her, laying the files and binders neatly on the lamp post as if she's just coming home. But her eyes scan her home, trying to detect where I am. I allow her to fixate upon me as I gently squeeze the leather couch.\n\n000000000\n\nI pick up each article of clothing Giselle casts aside up the stairs. Oh how I must look in her perspective, her own clothing lifting themselves up to fold themselves into a bundle. She makes herself ready for me by the time I enter the bedroom, facing her stomach into the bed frame.\n\nOne would think an invisible assassin would delight into forcing his ex to face him during the motions. But to be honest, there's a subtle discomfort to seeing my partner look pass me. A blank ceiling stare that overrides what fear and regret I could garner during the act.\n\nMakes the following punishment I inflict wholly unjustified.\n\nMy knee kneads into the blanket as I begin climb over Giselle's form. The squirrel clenches her fingers halfway to my touch, but otherwise complies as I spread her arms to the corners of the bed, firmly lassoing her wrists into the knots.\n\nNext comes the part I delight second most of the entire evening. Studying Giselle's body as the invisible pressure of my hand presses into her tender regions. The first is her shoulders, small impressions of dots pressing inwards to her flesh as I observe the closest thing I can see of my hand in my present state. I continue my explorations for the following minutes, imagining Giselle's backside and muscles molding by itself as I squeeze, pinch and knead.\n\nAgain, a trivial thought about Dr. Khan's experiment comes to mind, all the budget movie studios can cut from haunted movies if the government donated one of us to help with the set. But yada yada it'd be no good if foreign discontents end up dead from means only the invisible can pull off.\n\nThe last part of Giselle's body I ministrate my hands onto is ironically enough, the exotic mounds on her chest. I maintain my grip as the squirrel's chest expands outward for a breath, the impressions of my fingers diminishing as Giselle's chest relaxes...*relax*.\n\nI amend a previous observation. It's not just staring past me that Giselle aggravates me with when I try to do it face to face.\n\nBut I bide my time, performing acts and motions unlike me, unlike the man Giselle separated with, the daily chores to throw suspicion away. I salivate over my fingers before putting one of them into her lower lips-.\n\n...\n\nWas it the warm weather? Why didn't she need me to be ready?\n\nI close my eyes briefly, vision becoming unseen as myself as I enter inside her. Equal measures of venom and honey for my lower sensations. Idle thoughts brace my endurance from failing prematurely, to find more fascination of my pelvis flattening folds of Giselle's hindregions with ever thrust. But the more I try to distract, the more I notice. Her breathing more fluid and even, low groans instead of anguished yelps. A growing warmth around me rather than the lukewarm of forced lubrication.\n\nNo. No, No, NO.\n\n\"GGkkk! Wwrrtt! KKr-KKK\"\n\nI tighten the third cord, silencing the noises she shouldn't make.\n\nSo this is what I've become to her? Some...nightly sex toy?!\n\n\"HHnnGKK!\" Her passage tightens, both up and down. The down, just a bodily reaction to the strangulation I enforced.\n\nYou were supposed to despair at the routine! Not -- adapt to it! How can I--? No! You CAN'T! This is a nightmare, not a booty call! Is it because your invisible rapist does what really matters and doesn't try to act like a proper boyfriend?\n\n\"Krr-GgKK!\" programming kicks in; observing wrist thrashing, no concern to rope sifting through fur and flesh, loss of conscious coordination to set within the minute. Maintain hold two minutes after subject goes still. Decontaminate biological evidence within t-th--\n\nAn explosion of unwilling bliss rockets my senses back to lucidity, my body tightening all over as my loins releases once milky, now unseen contents into Giselle. My hands uncurl unwillingly to hold my weight from collapsing downwards as my cock spasms continuously to pour more of my seed into hers.\n\nI feel something pool from my mouth, upon licking my lips I confirm is saliva I allowed to slather unseen over Giselle's backside. I investigate my results further up, looking at my ex's head slacked sideways, the dark moist damp in the pillow much wider than the last times.\n\nMilitary conditioning informs me the execution is incomplete. Eyelids still fluttering, pupils not rolled back, faint audible rasps flowing in and out.\n\nHelpless. Wonderful.\n\nYes. Yes, the words bring me back. Hold me back.\n\n000000000\n\n[This pic deserved the story that went with it. The problem was depicting the narrator's devolving psychopathy whilst maintaining the erotic stimulation for reading. Then it occurred to me that the point of thrillers is that you can't fully understand the metal reasoning of maniacs. So in a strange way, I finally went through my writer's block only understanding half of the character. [url=https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=809944]This fellow[/url] merely considers himself a sociopath, but as you can see he's clearly lying to himself.\n\nI've decided to omit ending segments where he continues to hump the half-conscious squirrel. And on the other side of the spectrum (especially if I had written it in her perspective), Giselle relents to make the best of it, by treating her unseen rapist as an autonomous and spontaneous booty call, or sex toy - just to spite him.]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "She's possibly figured it out, she's possibly hadn't. Giselle's had more than several relationships before I rebounded back to her. Though just to be safe, I let her peruse though as many records of my whereabouts. Or lack thereof. I do love Dr. Khan for her ability to make us nobodies in prep for the real field tests. The trick though was interrupting her every time she tries looking through this Polisko or whatever to give her the impression he's behind this all while leave her search of my files freely.

As I suspected, no one believed her that such a...fictional threat would have attacked her. Had to be very careful when tailing Giselle's conversations. Hard to dodge out out steaming coffee while avoiding upturning office papers from an air draft during her attempt to expose me in plain sight.

Not going to be a problem anymore, ever since her boss has had enough of her 'outbursts' and she'll be packing her office if she tries to reveal the ghost in the school one more time. I'm quite surprised the squirrel values her career more than her safety. To me, just another step towards making her give up.

As Giselle comes home, she knows I'm waiting inside as the hot air from the tampered thermostat rushes out the door. Nine times she's tried to alert the police, eight times she has me track her to a motel. Finally, for the last three times in a row, she submits to the routine.

The teacher closes the door behind her, laying the files and binders neatly on the lamp post as if she's just coming home. But her eyes scan her home, trying to detect where I am. I allow her to fixate upon me as I gently squeeze the leather couch.

000000000

I pick up each article of clothing Giselle casts aside up the stairs. Oh how I must look in her perspective, her own clothing lifting themselves up to fold themselves into a bundle. She makes herself ready for me by the time I enter the bedroom, facing her stomach into the bed frame.

One would think an invisible assassin would delight into forcing his ex to face him during the motions. But to be honest, there's a subtle discomfort to seeing my partner look pass me. A blank ceiling stare that overrides what fear and regret I could garner during the act.

Makes the following punishment I inflict wholly unjustified.

My knee kneads into the blanket as I begin climb over Giselle's form. The squirrel clenches her fingers halfway to my touch, but otherwise complies as I spread her arms to the corners of the bed, firmly lassoing her wrists into the knots.

Next comes the part I delight second most of the entire evening. Studying Giselle's body as the invisible pressure of my hand presses into her tender regions. The first is her shoulders, small impressions of dots pressing inwards to her flesh as I observe the closest thing I can see of my hand in my present state. I continue my explorations for the following minutes, imagining Giselle's backside and muscles molding by itself as I squeeze, pinch and knead.

Again, a trivial thought about Dr. Khan's experiment comes to mind, all the budget movie studios can cut from haunted movies if the government donated one of us to help with the set. But yada yada it'd be no good if foreign discontents end up dead from means only the invisible can pull off.

The last part of Giselle's body I ministrate my hands onto is ironically enough, the exotic mounds on her chest. I maintain my grip as the squirrel's chest expands outward for a breath, the impressions of my fingers diminishing as Giselle's chest relaxes...*relax*.

I amend a previous observation. It's not just staring past me that Giselle aggravates me with when I try to do it face to face.

But I bide my time, performing acts and motions unlike me, unlike the man Giselle separated with, the daily chores to throw suspicion away. I salivate over my fingers before putting one of them into her lower lips-.

...

Was it the warm weather? Why didn't she need me to be ready?

I close my eyes briefly, vision becoming unseen as myself as I enter inside her. Equal measures of venom and honey for my lower sensations. Idle thoughts brace my endurance from failing prematurely, to find more fascination of my pelvis flattening folds of Giselle's hindregions with ever thrust. But the more I try to distract, the more I notice. Her breathing more fluid and even, low groans instead of anguished yelps. A growing warmth around me rather than the lukewarm of forced lubrication.

No. No, No, NO.

"GGkkk! Wwrrtt! KKr-KKK"

I tighten the third cord, silencing the noises she shouldn't make.

So this is what I've become to her? Some...nightly sex toy?!

"HHnnGKK!" Her passage tightens, both up and down. The down, just a bodily reaction to the strangulation I enforced.

You were supposed to despair at the routine! Not -- adapt to it! How can I--? No! You CAN'T! This is a nightmare, not a booty call! Is it because your invisible rapist does what really matters and doesn't try to act like a proper boyfriend?

"Krr-GgKK!" programming kicks in; observing wrist thrashing, no concern to rope sifting through fur and flesh, loss of conscious coordination to set within the minute. Maintain hold two minutes after subject goes still. Decontaminate biological evidence within t-th--

An explosion of unwilling bliss rockets my senses back to lucidity, my body tightening all over as my loins releases once milky, now unseen contents into Giselle. My hands uncurl unwillingly to hold my weight from collapsing downwards as my cock spasms continuously to pour more of my seed into hers.

I feel something pool from my mouth, upon licking my lips I confirm is saliva I allowed to slather unseen over Giselle's backside. I investigate my results further up, looking at my ex's head slacked sideways, the dark moist damp in the pillow much wider than the last times.

Military conditioning informs me the execution is incomplete. Eyelids still fluttering, pupils not rolled back, faint audible rasps flowing in and out.

Helpless. Wonderful.

Yes. Yes, the words bring me back. Hold me back.

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[This pic deserved the story that went with it. The problem was depicting the narrator's devolving psychopathy whilst maintaining the erotic stimulation for reading. Then it occurred to me that the point of thrillers is that you can't fully understand the metal reasoning of maniacs. So in a strange way, I finally went through my writer's block only understanding half of the character. This fellow merely considers himself a sociopath, but as you can see he's clearly lying to himself.

I've decided to omit ending segments where he continues to hump the half-conscious squirrel. And on the other side of the spectrum (especially if I had written it in her perspective), Giselle relents to make the best of it, by treating her unseen rapist as an autonomous and spontaneous booty call, or sex toy - just to spite him.]", "writing": "", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "", "pools_count": 0, "title": "Hollow Man", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "image/jpeg", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" }, { "content_tag_id": "5", "name": "Strong Violence", "description": "Strong violence, blood, serious injury or death", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "1", "type_name": "Picture/Pinup", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "2", "views": "1124" }