By Cryptos<\/p>\n
Professor Hall, was a balding man on the later end of his middle aged years. A barely kept slob of a man that women rarely paid any kind of heed to, but he did have money, he did have a secure job, so a divorcee of three marriages had him landing in many a failed relationships. So he took solace in a bottle\u2026 and the female students of his business law class. The young ones always caught his eye and his latest target was that Camilla girl. She was so distant, so unafraid or unfazed by him. A sickening entitled rage wound its way into to sizable pot belly every time she brushed him off with those cold dark eyes. She should he begging for him\u2026 for his attentions! Though that didn\u2019t stop him from finding solace in other student.<\/p>\n
His Prius wound its way along the dark road bus hand on his student\u2019s thigh as he went, rubbing along that soft smooth skin as she barely kept from pulling away. She desperately needed to pass his class and this seemed the only way out. His car came to a halt in his driveway. His house was fair in appearance and maintained well enough to make that painted black door seem inviting at first, but once he and his student were inside she had to resist ever urge to break his nose and run\u2026 until the storm hit.<\/p>\n
From nowhere it came and poured out its fury upon the house, sheet of rain battered against it in a deluge of nature\u2019s unbridled wrath. Hall was undeterred and made his advances on the young woman tugging hard at her blouse, touching and squeezing at her as she squirmed away before her slap came and did little to push him back as she screamed. Then lightning cracked and thunder roared through shaking it from rafters to foundation. The lights blackened in an instant and a heavy chill settled in the house.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood Evening Professor Hall\u2026\u201d Came the chilling voice from the pitch black void that existed between flashes of lightning. The young woman screamed aloud and pushed herself from Hall, but found herself and Hall frozen in the deepest dread. Peering of the darkness two burning eyes of barely restrained rage pinned them both to the wall. They could barely twitch beneath those red eyes as the lightning flashed again revealing a man of pale skin and hair, seated with his leg crossed in Hall\u2019s easy chair. \u201cYou may leave young one.\u201d The man said motioning toward the student with a wave of his hand. Like that it felt as if some spell was lifted and she sprinted screaming into the storm\u2026 only to find a waiting police car and female officer greet her.<\/p>\n
Back in house Hall\u2019s heart hammered in his chest using his ribs as an anvil for its pounding. \u201cYou\u2019ve been a bad man Professor Hall\u2026\u201d That voice, that cold cold voice didn\u2019t stop at his ears, but somehow burrowed into his mind. \u201cSoliciting favors from your students, I am quite tempted to make this an official report.\u201d The man laughed and the room grew even darker, even colder. Those red eyes left him for a moment and Hall wrenched his gun from its hidden holster. With a shaky hand he pointed at the seated man trying to muster some courage.<\/p>\n
\u201cL-leave or I-I\u2019ll shoot!\u201d He stammered out as the man inspected his nails. \u201cI\u2019m warning you!\u201d<\/p>\n
The seated man paused and flicked those red burning eyes back toward Hall. \u201cOn your knees!\u201d The command echoed deafeningly in Hall\u2019s head as his legs collapsed painfully to the ground. Hall couldn\u2019t move, he couldn\u2019t breath. His lungs seized in his chest and felt the protest and burn for air.<\/p>\n
\u201cPut it in your mouth!\u201d Hall resisted the best he could his hand trembling and fighting as he turned the barrel of the gun around. Then he stuck it in his mouth.<\/p>\n
\u201cBeg!\u201d At that Hall whimpered and cried his face turning red as tears streamed from his eyes. Pleas for his life, muffled by the gun, escaped his mouth. The man stood and looked down at him with those wrath filled burning red eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cPull the trigger.\u201d Hall fought, fought hard\u2026 he wanted to live. His finger danced on the trigger as his teeth clenched around the barrel. Each moment he resisted the command grew louder in his mind drowning out everything as thunder boomed around them once more. Then closing his eyes in defeat he pulled the trigger. Click<\/strong> Click\u2026 Click<\/strong> Hall opened his eyes and threw the gun away weeping. The man over him now and at the sight of that face now twisted in inhuman rage he lost all control of his function pissing and soiling himself before that monster.<\/p>\n \u201cIf I hear of this again, I\u2019ll be back and the safety will be off next time.\u201d Then as lightning flashed the man was gone leaving Hall in his own filth as the officer drove the student home.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" By Cryptos Professor Hall, was a balding man on the later end of his middle aged years. A barely kept slob of a man that women rarely paid any kind […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[29],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2914","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-villain-inc"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ravensplayland.com\/wpRAVEN\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2914","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ravensplayland.com\/wpRAVEN\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ravensplayland.com\/wpRAVEN\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ravensplayland.com\/wpRAVEN\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ravensplayland.com\/wpRAVEN\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2914"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/ravensplayland.com\/wpRAVEN\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2914\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2915,"href":"https:\/\/ravensplayland.com\/wpRAVEN\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2914\/revisions\/2915"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ravensplayland.com\/wpRAVEN\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2914"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ravensplayland.com\/wpRAVEN\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2914"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ravensplayland.com\/wpRAVEN\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2914"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}