The Hitman's Last Job

by Selena Black

  “Look please….I don’t know what you want and I don’t know where my son is. Haven’t seen him in years,”

  “Is that so?” Jorge could see honesty behind the old man’s eyes. He knew he was telling the truth but still…. He wanted his playtime.

  Pulling out the rope from the inside of his jacket, he wound the ends around his hands while looking Reiner in the eye. Next he strode over and quickly grabbed him by the arm and twisted it behind his back. The old man screamed and grimaced in pain, but Jorge didn’t care. He just pulled at the other arm and secured both wrists together. Reiner made a pained and pathetic noise as he was dragged by his shirt collar down the stairs into the basement.

  It was a dark yet strangely homely space filled with Reiner’s various hobby crafts and old photographs. It wasn’t the usual dungeon that Jorge was used to but it would do. He placed his captive in the corner and tied the rope to a water pipe. He looked down to check that it was tight enough and he saw that Reiner’s hands were quickly turning purple.

  “Good job,” he muttered to himself. “Soon the pain will be unbearable,”

  And for good measure he kicked his prisoner in the groin. He yelped in agony but again Jorge didn’t care. He liked to watch the struggling. It was times like this he wished he was prepared, and he thought it would have been nice to have some snacks to hand. He’d sit in front of the old guy and kick back, relax and watch the torture. All he had though was cigarettes. He lit one and blew the smoke into Reiner’s face who immediately began to cough.

  “Why are you doing this?” his voice was becoming increasingly desperate.

  “I won’t have to do anything if you tell me where Carl is,”

  “But I don’t know! I mean I wish I knew… I miss my son,”

  “Urgh…. You’re a real sorry son of a bitch you know that?” Jorge spat on the ground.

  He looked down at the pitiful state of Reiner Snr and compared him to the young hitman that he knew.

  “How did that man even come outta you?” he asked mockingly. “He’s twice the man you’ll ever be,” and he watched the old man begin to cry.

  This was getting nowhere. Old Reiner obviously knew nothing and was only likely to piss himself rather than give up any useful information.

  “When was the last time you saw him?” Jorge prodded one last time.

  “About 4 years ago. We had a big argument. He’s never been back,” and he looked genuinely sorry.

  “Hmmmm…..” Something about his expression made Jorge believe him.

  But he wasn’t the sort of guy that just let people go. Instead he left him there in the corner and turned the light off as he walked up the stairs.

  CHAPTER 9

  Carl and Anna were running headlong into nowhere with nothing but what they carried.

  “We’ve got to stick to the back roads and away from the motels. They’ll be checking every single one in the state,”

  “But how can they have that many men on the ground? They can’t really have eyes everywhere!”

  “Believe me girl they do… more than you could know,” he blurted out angrily as he dipped into an alley way.

  “What are we to do?” Anna was frantic. “Where do we go?”

  “Shut up a minute, I’m thinking,” he winced in pain as his back ached.

  He leaned against the wall for support and looked to the sky. Something caught his eye and he placed his hand over his brows to block the sun.

  “Hey… I think I see something” and he jogged up the alleyway slowly with a slight limp.

  “Fuck! Don’t leave me,” she ran after him.

  Carl stopped halfway down the alley and looked up the side of the building. He was eyeing up an apartment that looked abandoned.

  “Wait here,”

  “No! Don’t leave me!”

  “I’ll be two seconds,” and he disappeared out the alley.

  He came back a few moments later with a look of optimism.

  “There a sign on the front. It’s been foreclosed,”

  “So?”

  “It means it’s empty dummy,” he laughed. “Come on,”

  Carl led Anna up the fire escape taking two steps at a time.

  “Now what?” Anna was both confused and exhilarated at the top.

  “Now we get in…. believe me I know what I’m doing,”

  “I don’t wanna know how!” she looked away as Carl pulled out a pen knife and expertly opened the window.

  He slid it up with a smile. “Home sweet home… now let’s hope there’s no alarm.

  “This is fucking crazy,” Anna was outraged.

  “Well you got a better idea?”

  “Guess not,” she mumbled.

  “Uhuh,”

  And they climbed in to find an apartment that had an atmosphere akin to the Mary Celeste. The furniture was intact and there were cups and personal objects scattered about the place, as though the owner left this morning. But the thick layer of dust showed otherwise. Anna thought that it was terribly sad someone’s home had to be evacuated in such way. She wandered into a bedroom and saw the bed sheets were turned back. It was a sorry thought that some poor soul awoke to start the day but then never returned.

  Meanwhile Carl was searching for more important things. He opened a cupboard in the hallway.

  “Urgh... The power’s off,”

  Anna turned a tap on in the bathroom.

  “But the water’s on!” she was at least happy at that.

  “Well that’s a start,”

  They both eventually came back to the living room that was connected to an open plan kitchen. It would have been a cosy bachelor pad for someone at some point. Anna looked through the cupboards and was pleased to see that there was food still in them, albeit terribly unhealthy food.

  “Well we won’t run out of Ramen anytime soon,”

  “Ah well… it’ll prepare you for college, if you decide to go”

  She smiled. “Hey! At least there’s this,” she held out a bottle of vodka.

  “I didn’t think you’d be much of a drinker?”

  “I’m not… but if there’s ever a better time to start I’d like to know,” and she opened the bottle and smelled it. She immediately winced. “Argh!”

  Carl laughed and took it from her. “Never tried vodka before?”

  “Not straight, no,”

  He looked to her and remembered what a kid she was. But it was refreshing to meet a woman her age that wasn’t an obnoxious party animal for once. He pulled out a couple of shot glasses from the cupboard and led her to the couch.

  They sat down comfortably and Anna settled in a nook under his arm. Feeling his warmth she snuggled in close and smelled his cologne. Meanwhile Carl felt so grateful to have her company and felt like the luckiest man in the world, despite the impossible situation they were in. He kissed the top of her head and weaved a strand of her silky, auburn hair between his fingers. Sensing his mood she turned up to look at him with those big eyes.

  “What are you thinking about?” she asked nosily.

  “I dunno…. I guess I was thinking about you,”

  She sat up feeling unconvinced and filled up the shot glasses.

  “This stuff smells awful,” she winced again as she held it to her lips.

  “You probably shouldn’t start drinking by beginning with shots,” Carl laughed. “Just have half,”

  And she sipped the vodka with tears in her eyes. She chewed it for a while not knowing whether she should spit it out but then she swallowed it and felt the heat descend her throat.

  “Fuck! How can people get addicted to this?”

  “Quite easily,” he answered as he expertly knocked his drink back.

  Anna very quickly felt the effects of the vodka on her empty stomach and she started to feel unbelievably relaxed and light headed.

  “Hey! You know what we should play?”

  “Tell me,”

  “Truth or dare!” Anna seemed excited at the idea.

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bsp; “What are we schoolgirls?”

  “Well… I can’t think of a better way to pass the time and get to know each other,” she had a twinkle in her eye as she lightly brushed her lips over Carl’s but then she pulled away abruptly.

  “Urgh… you got me,” he smiled as he got the hint. “You first,”

  “Fine! I choose…… truth!”

  “Hmmm……… Who was your first kiss with?”

  “A girl called Tracy,” she blushed.

  “A girl?”

  “Yup! I was twelve and a half and she was thirteen,”

  “You’re kidding me!” Carl looked in deep thought for a moment. “Ok it’s my turn. I choose dare!”

  Anna immediately began to giggle as she thought of all the things she could tell him to do. “Hmmmm… I think I want you to….” She hesitated for a moment. “I know! I want you to kiss my neck,”

  “That’s it!” he laughed. “Come ‘ere,”

  Anna sat astride him and leaned in. He gently pulled her hair back from her neck and played with it for a moment, pulling it through his fingers and letting it fall loosely down her back. Then he wrapped his arms around her tightly and brought her in closer. She let out a heavy sigh as she relaxed into him and gasped as she felt the warmth of his breath against her skin. It sent goose bumps down her arms as she leaned in closer. The softness of his lips gave her butterflies as he kissed her and she let out a tiny moan that was barely more than a whisper. Then he pulled away before she could enjoy anymore.

  “Now you’re the tease,” she bopped him on the nose and giggled.

  “I believe it’s your turn again,” he traced a finger down her neck as he looked down her body.

  “Ok… Now I think I want a dare,” she bounced up and down excitedly on top of him.

  “Yeah? Ok I think I have a very special dare but I’m not sure if you’re up to the challenge,” he winked to show he was joking.

  “Oh yeah? I’m up to it. You can tell me what it is,”

  “Ok then,” and he leaned in close to her ear and whispered. “I want you to make me cum without touching me,”

  Anna felt wet at hearing his words and she thought he was right, it WAS a challenge. One she would be pleased to try.

  “Ok mister, you stay right there,” and she pulled her legs in between his and slid down the length of his body.

  She felt his rock hard penis against her stomach as she moved and as it pressed up against her breasts she made sure to linger for a moment. Now kneeling in front of him she playfully bent down, flicked out her tongue and moved it across the space above his jeans. He felt the need to rise up to meet her mouth but she pulled away and sat on the floor in front of him.

  For a little while she just sat and looked Carl in the eye as she bit her lip. She wanted him to feel as though it was only the two of them in the whole world. As she made sure she could hold his gaze she began to slide off her top and pull it over her head. Her breasts felt swollen in her hands and she squeezed them hard. She bent down to lick a nipple. It was hard in her mouth and she sucked on it gently while still looking Carl in the eye.

  She could see him writhe in his pants, desperate to be touched. And he was gasping softly as he pressed his hardness up to feel some pressure against his zipper. His eyes grew wider as she stroked her sides gently with her fingers brushing softly down the sides of her ribs. It tickled her and made the tiny hairs on her body stand on end. She pushed her thumbs into the side of her jeans and began to wriggle them off over her bottom and down her legs. Then she stood up to make the big reveal. Kicking her jeans to the side she stood wearing only her panties and Carl could see a little wet patch growing in between her legs.

  He wanted so desperately to grab hold of her, to pin her to the floor and push into her over and over again. Meanwhile sweat was collecting on his brow and he had the urge to pull out his penis and hold it tightly in his hand as he stroked it hard. Anna could see the lust in his eyes and felt wetter at the thought of him watching her.

  She wanted to make a big show of her body and bring him to the brink of excitement. Kneeling down on all fours in front of him she slowly gripped the sides of her panties and pulled them down. Carl leaned forward to get a closer look but he held himself back from touching her. As her panties came all the way down Anna revealed her plump and wet pussy that she was desperate to touch.

  Carl felt as though he was ready to cum as he looked at her press two fingers in between her lips. She slid them through the sticky wetness over her clit and felt the immense pleasure it brought her. Moaning loudly she worked her fingers fast in circular motions until she too felt close to coming. Holding off she moved away from Carl and sat facing him with her legs apart. She could see that his cheeks were burning red.

  “I didn’t think you’d actually do this you know,” his voice was raspy through laboured breaths.

  “Why… you think I’m too much of a good girl?” she giggled.

  The truth was that the alcohol had loosened her up and helped her relax and it brought out a feeling of confidence she’d never had before. For only the second time in her life she felt as though she was a free and sexual being and she wanted to make the most of it. Holding Carl’s gaze she held out her hand and proceeded to spit into it. She held the string of spit and let it hang until it touched her clitoris. It made Carl groan as he pushed up into his pants more. Seeing her wetness and how confident she was made him hornier than ever and he wanted to kneel down in front of her and worship her body.

  Sensing his restlessness Anna shook her head with a smirk.

  “Not yet…. I can’t touch you remember?”

  And he nodded as he watched her massage the spit into her lips. She moaned loudly as she became swollen beneath her fingertips. She’d never felt so aroused or so comfortable with her own exhibitionism. Feeling that she was close to climax however, she pulled her hand away.

  “Why did you stop?” Carl asked desperately as he watched her stand up.

  “You’ll see,” she stepped forward and bent down.

  Pulling down his zipper she saw his enormous cock spring out from under his pants and she watched as the pre cum oozed from the tip.

  “You’re not supposed to touch me!” Carl laughed. “But who am I to stop you?”

  “Shhh….” she pressed a finger to her mouth. “Do you like lap dances?”

  “Yeah……” Carl groaned as he tried to keep his hands off her.

  “We didn’t say anything about you not touching me though,” and she grabbed his hands as she began to sway.

  She was only inches away from his erect penis as she moved. And the feel of her breasts in his hands was so good that Carl felt he would come of only she touched him for a second. Anna though knew how close he was and enjoyed every second of teasing him. She looked down at his purple head and saw that it was swollen and sensitive. She wanted to grab hold of it and sit on it. And she wished she could bounce up and down on it over and over as it filled her up. But they had a deal and so she stayed away… Although barely.

  Bending over to show him her pussy she moved and swayed so close to him that she was only millimetres away from his penis.

  “Oh God I can’t stand this!” he was wildly frustrated.

  Anna returned her hand to her clitoris and began moving her fingers quickly as she approached orgasm.

  “Oh fuck! I’m nearly there,”

  And so was Carl because he began to feel the vibrations within his thighs that signalled he couldn’t hold it any longer. He kept his eyes firmly on Anna who was working herself into a frenzy as she pushed two then three fingers inside herself as she pushed her clitoris into the palm of her hand. She began to feel something inside herself that she hadn’t felt before and as she felt orgasm approach she felt the compulsion to push. Soon enough a wave of heat and pleasure moved through her and she shook with the most violent and intense orgasm. And as she pushed she found herself squirting for the first time.

  It came out of her in a floo
d of ecstasy as it covered Carl’s penis. He instantly ejaculated in a torrent of pleasure and shuddered as he fell forward. He grabbed hold of her hips and sat her onto him, holding her tight as he felt the emotions flow threw him. They sat for a moment in each other’s arms regaining their breath and feeling each other’s warmth. Eventually Anna turned round to look into Carl’s eyes. They were gleaming with happiness and satisfaction and she kissed him hungrily.

  “Do you think you’re ready for round two?” she whispered.

  He nodded.

  Facing away from him she slid onto him and felt his full size inside her. He was still erect and his tip was throbbing against her g spot. She immediately felt herself pulse on him and grow wet again. Bouncing up and down she found a steady rhythm before moving faster and then faster until she wanted it so hard she was begging him for more.