I was just looking through my Factory folder, and re-discovered this, from an alternative timeline. I think I wrote it for someone, but I don't remember who. Anyway, I've tidied it up a bit and I think some of you might enjoy it.


Emma's Wish


In the shower, Kasia planted one hand against the glass and wriggled her butt against Bob as he fucked her from behind. He thought the newly installed mirrors were a pretty neat idea, and meant he could revel in her nubile curves as she strained on tip-toes to accommodate him.

But now it was time. He reached for the knife he had stashed behind a shampoo bottle. Kasia didn't notice, her eyes half-closed in rapture. Bob watched the soapy bubbles joyously cascade over the curve of her breasts and happily meander down her soft belly before forlornly cascading from her lips.

Her eyes sprang open in surprise when she felt the cold blade touch her neck. Then she smiled. "Oh Bob! that's so kink..."

Words turned to gurgles and a smile turned to horror as bubbles turned to blood. Bob held her for a moment before gently letting her collapse into the tray, and watched, numb, as her life drained from her throat.

It took a while for her to die, blood spurting between her fingers as she tried to stem the tide, legs frantically slipping in the pink foam at Bob's feet, inhuman snorts as she lost consciousness, then her body twitching and heaving as her vascular system emptied out. Pretty sad, Bob thought. Sad, but pretty.

In time, the flow stopped. Bob rinsed Kasia's pale body down with the shower head before dragging her corpse from the cubical and patting it dry with a towel.

She looked altogether lovely laid out on the bed. Bob had done his duty and now it was Emma's turn, but for the moment Kasia's limp body was still warm. Seemed a pity to waste it.