Light, prolonged
春分 [12] / [33]
Tears were flowing again. Lucas hated women's tears, but this separation announcement was too sudden. He wanted to leave the place. But, on the other hand, he enjoyed his sexual experiences with her. He hesitated. If there’s no threat from her boyfriend, he was free. He gulped the beverage she gave him. It was a sweet-sour fizzy drink he’d never drank before. He asked her for one more glass. She gently smiled, went to the refrigerator, and poured the liquid into his glass. He gulped the second glass down. Their eyes met in the air.
As he regarded this as his last moment in this place, Nina looked much more beautiful than ever. He kissed her on the mouth. She accepted him obediently, even letting him try anal. He plunged inside of hard, making love several times that night, and she let him take her as many times as he wanted. He was about to leave her for good, after enjoying her, but he ended up falling asleep.
In the deep, deadly night, he was awakened by severe nausea and dizziness. He felt he was about to vomit, but he couldn’t move. He looked around while his chest pounded. He was lashed tightly to a chair, His whole body was entirely lashed to a chair, half naked. He thought Nina’s boyfriend came to kill him. Panic struck him.
The unknown place was dark and quiet. Nothing stirred, but his insides burned. His chest heaved, and his breathing followed suit, as sweat poured from his brow. He could do nothing but just wait for what would come next.
The door creaked open. Lucas expected a horrifying man and his fellows sweeping over him. But it was Nina. A blood red dress, knife in hand, advancing on his position slowly. Her face was as white as the shadow of death, and her eyes burned with hell's fury. As he started to succumb to delirium, this visage was positively demonic, and realization, amidst the haze of his dulled senses, dawned: he was caught in the black widow's snare.
Nina’s blade brushed against Lucas’ neck. She was a perfect stranger to him in this moment. Her eyes were literal emptiness.
“Did you enjoy your sense of power over me?”
She whispered in a tender voice right into his ear,
“I noticed at once there was nobody willing to deal with your pinkie finger-sized dick besides me.”
Now, the tip of the blade stopped around his left ear. Her smile was so gentle that the contrast further stirred his horror. He was queasy and frightened. He burst into tears and, simultaneously, urine trickled down his leg. Lucas had no time to feel humiliation. Nina saw the dribbles of piss puddling under his chair, and her smile disappeared in an instant, and she shrieked at him.
“You disgusting little prick!!”
She slapped his face very hard. His eyes blurred, and the room began to spin. She raised up the hand which grasped the knife. Lucas closed his eyes. She stabbed the knife between his legs, into the chair. Her features warmed.
