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The day Alice had long imagined and feared had come at last. She knew it when she got back to the apartment to find the door open. The lock was intact, nothing was broken. She'd known then that she'd been betrayed and The Escort had come for her. For a moment she considered dropping everything and running, but she knew she wouldn't get far. Besides, she had a responsibility. She couldn't survive, but she hoped she could maintain her dignity. She had made the arrangements. Now there was only hope.
It was a woman waiting for her on the chair in the living room. She stood when she entered. "Alice" she said. "I believe you know why I am here." She swallowed and took a deep breath. "I shouldn't be surprised the Escort is a woman," she thought to herself. Still, due to the sexual nature of the crimes, it was easy for Alice to assume the killer was a man. The intruder wore a black pantsuit, was rail thin and had dark olive skin. Alice resolved that she would not allow herself to show fear or weakness. "I know very well assassin, you are here to kill me" Sadness showed on the killers face at her words. "Indeed", said the killer. "But as I'm sure you are aware it is also my calling to make the process as easy and painless as possible."
In truth she knew better than anyone else alive. For a time Alice was the lead investigator into The Escort case. She recalled the first body. Stacy Mercer. Her neck had been broken. What was unusual is that she was found with her hand buried beneath her trousers. Alice was present in the morgue when they undressed the body. Sticky mucus coated the insides of her panties and the smell of wet arousal was present. She had died while masturbating. Three weeks later they found Hank Richards. He was found naked in his own bed, his left carotid artery had been slashed. There was no indication of a struggle. Furthermore Richards' semen was found drying on his chest and thighs. Tech said it was highly likely that he was masturbating as he was bleeding out. Aside from the fact that both victims were found in a...compromised state, both victims had also been major political opponents of the entropy movement.
"What I know" Alice spoke with all the venom she could manage, "Is that you're a creep. You're some...sick bitch that gets off on death and you're using the entropy movement so you can live out your fucked up death fantasy". The woman looked genuinely hurt at this. The killer spoke "I...am truly saddened to hear you say that Mrs. Cutter. If you truly feel that way then I am so so very sorry that circumstances have brought me here today." This was not the response Alice was expecting. Something about her tone made the woman's regret sound so convincing. "Oh fuck you" Alice snapped, a little less confidently then she would've liked. I'm not interested in how you delude yourself. Quit wasting my time. I can't stop you from doing what you came here to do, but if you think you are going to use that drug on me I swear...somehow, some way, I will find a way to end you.
The drug was a cocktail of designer barbiturates, no doubt engineered in an illegal lab somewhere in the Tokyo underground. It's effect was an immediate laps in inhibition followed by intense sexual arousal. It was the only way the killer could A: Dispatch his (her) victims without a struggle and B:It explained the demeaning state the victims were found in. Alice didn't remember who coined the name Escort, but someone proposed the killer was a sex worker. They'd promise their victims a night of lurid drugs and sex. When the killer struck, the victims would be too far under the influence to resist. That was the assumption anyway. Alice couldn't fathom, even under the influence of drugs, how a victim could continue to masturbate even after their stomach had been cut open from groin to sternum. This was the case with Sarah Mitts. She was found by a neighbor disturbed by the frantic screams coming from Sarah's apartment. The neighbor found Sarah in her bathroom still alive, lying in her own viscera, frantically fingering herself. Paramedics were called but she was pronounced dead upon arrival. This case had begun to strike a deep fear within Alice. The indignity of it....it was disgusting. How dare this freak. It wasn't enough to kill. This beast needed to debase his... (her) victims in the most disgusting way imaginable. She hated the Escort for that. Bringing down this monster became Alice's obsession. And she knew that if she ever found herself facing the Escort, she would make sure she died before she was forced to take that drug.
The killer looked taken aback. She paused as if carefully considering her words. "I think you have come to a misunderstanding, Mrs. Cutter. I have never administered anything without the express consent of those I am servicing." "Excuse me" Alice snapped at her. "Servicing? Speak plain bitch! you mean your victims right?!" The killer stirred with unmistakable discomfort "If you prefer Mrs. Cutter my..." She sighed "my victims." "The fact remains is that any assistance rendered by pharmaceuticals is and always has been an optional choice for those facing the end of their life, as it is with you." "That's some fucking bullshit" Alice cried. She couldn't believe it, she wouldn't believe it. You really think that your victims wanted to go through what they went through, to be found the way they were?" "Well" the killer said matter of fact "yes" "Bullshit!"
"Look Mrs. Cutter, I kill for Entropy, this is true. But I'm not here to make anyone suffer. I truly regret taking the lives of those who are not yet ready, but I cannot abandon my contract either. You are going to die tonight Alice, and for that I am so very sorry. But how this happens is your choice as it has been for everyone I've taken. There was silence. Alice couldn't help but glance towards an open window on her left. "Don't try it, '' the killer snapped. All warmth was gone from her voice. "There is no escape for you. If you run you'll be dead before you take a second step. You know my skill, you know what I can do, and you know I'd rather your death be a pleasurable experience. I suppose it's time to make a choice" Alice shook, stupid mistake! I have to be stronger. "I know what you can do'' she said. "And I think you know that I'd rather take the quick way"
The entropy movement began as a viral facebook phenomena. It seemed some bizarre but unexceptionable propaganda spouting some new age nihilist bullshit. Memes like "Give up" "let the world die" at the beginning. More concerning as time went on "Save the earth, kill yourself." People had felt powerless for a long time, depression and suicide was always on the rise. These memes caught the mood of the generation. Still it was largely ignored. The media treated it as a joke when the first politician ran on a self prescribed Entropy platform. It stopped being a joke when he actually won. This was the turning point. A man in a position of power was advising people to give up their lives. Suicide rates climbed to theretofore unthinkable levels. The country was divided on a wholly new and unexpected issue. Anti- entropy sentiment remained strong, until its most influential individuals started dying. As was the case with Stacy Mercer, Frank Richards, and every victim after. It was the Escort Killer. With each new victim Alice made a vow to herself "this one will be the last."
Tell me about Angela Monyhan, Alice said. Explain to me how she wanted what happened to her. I remember her well, said the escort. She confided in me that all her life she had lived in fear of an assailant using something sharp to penetrate her. At the same time the idea aroused her. This terrified her more. I suggested she try the drug and tell me how she felt. In the end she decided she wanted to experience the penetration. We talked a long time about it. She wanted to feel the knife enter her vagina, but she didn't want to experience too much pain. I told her she could give me a signal and I'd end her life quickly. I helped her undress and allowed her to masturbate. When she was ready she tapped the floor three times. No doubt the insertion was painful, but she experienced several orgasms as she held on. It was many minutes before she asked me to kill her. I broke her neck, fast and with minimal pain as I promised it would be. Brave girl.
You remember all your clients? Asked Alice. "Yes I do, every single one." Really ? Alice was incredulous. Tell me about Victor Stevens. "Ah such a nice man, '' she said with a wistful smile. "He wanted to die pleasuring me. I was hesitant but he asked so sweetly I couldn't say no though with the condition that his body could never be found. He agreed. How do you know that one was me? "I didn't" said Alice. Not for certain anyway but I was always curious. How did you do him?" "Well...as requested I sat on his face" She laughed to herself. "It's not actually doable to smother someone to death that way, not efficiently anyway. I had him lay with his neck against the bedrail, that way I could apply pressure at the right moment and.....not a painless way to go, but he ejaculated when his neck broke, so I think he got what he wanted. It is the only time I had to perform while experiencing an orgasm myself". She smiled at this.
What is it with you? Why sex and death? "Sex is a kind of death" said the assassin. The moment someone orgasms their mind leaves the body. For that single moment in time we cease to be ourselves. We give in to pleasure and cease to be if only for an imperceptible quantum of time. Death is the ultimate expression of this. Not a passing moment, but final and forever.
As the entropy movement was gaining traction Alice's superiors had begun to make it clear that this was a killer they didn't want caught. She was encouraged to do her job of course, but only so much as due diligence required. Crucial evidence became lost, credible leads ignored. It wasn't long before she was booted off the case.
"I know you Alice '' came the killer's voice lifting her from her reverie. "You've fought so hard to find me. You burned every bridge with the state and the police force. You lost everything, and yet you wouldn't give up. Even on your own, with no support and no allies you have been judged dangerous enough to warrant by presence here. This is admirable!" She said it with such conviction Alice couldn't help but believe her. She glanced again at the window. The killer only smiled. "It's time baby, I can't delay any more. I'll honor your wish. It will be quick. Turn around and get on your knees. Don't fight me" Alice's vision filled with tears. She couldn't stop shaking. This was not the way she wanted to go. Still she obeyed. Slowly she turned away. Away from the killer and away from the window, her only hope. She coughed and sobbed as she bent to her knees. Alice felt like an obedient child, rebuked for wanting to live. Her knees struck the floor too hard and she squealed like a scared little girl. "You got a name bitch?" She choked through the sobs. Right then there was a hand on her neck and Alice jumped, she really did move fast. The hand felt along her neck, far too sensually. Looking for the best place to make the break. "I go by Nomo''
....I oh god...Nomo I don't want to go. Tears forced there way down her cheeks. She couldn't believe what she was saying. It was as if someone else was speaking through her. I...I want it, the drug I mean. I do want to feel it. ".............Ok " she said, so softly Alice barley heard it. Suddenly she felt a slight sting in in her neck and the sound of compressed air. "What the Fuck!" Alice wheeled. Nomo gracefully retreated, syringe in hand. "You had that ready to go the whole fucking time!" Alice wailed. Nomo spoke placatingly. "Yes yes, I figured you might change your mind, but I wasn't going to use it without your say so. I was right wasn't I?" Alice moved on her, but Nomo sidestepped her in a smooth motion. Alice reeled, turned to strike her, but again hit only air. Nomo moved around her like a dancer. Nothing In Alice's training or experience could help her against an enemy like this. Still she wasn't going to give up easily. Then the drug kicked in, It was as if her heart had just skipped a beat. She was dizzy and suddenly her knees felt wobbly. "Fuck!" she swayed as the world around her began to tilt. She fell and...Nomo caught her.
In those strong arms Alice looked into the eyes of her killer. There was nothing distant or dead in those eyes, she felt a rush of longing to keep being held by this person. "Just the oxytocin" Alice told herself. Carefully Nomo led her to the sofa. "It's ok...you'll acclimate. It's a lot at first I know" Alice felt warmth crawl it's way all over her body. Suddenly she was breathless. Nomo laid her down and gently stroked her brow. Alice found that she wasn't protesting. The warm tingle became an ache and that ache inevitably traveled it's way to her groin. Her skin felt hot and sticky and she longed to feel cool air on her skin. "So this is how you get their clothes off huh?" She said less anger in her voice then she intended" "Most prefer to strip yes" said Nomo. "entirely up to you" "Maybe"...Alice paused. "I need air, can we put the air on. "We can do anything you want baby" "Oouf" Alice squirmed. "Yes definitely air please. The controls are by the window. Nomo grinned and patted her head and walked to the window. Cool air began to flow. It helped, but not enough. Underneath her clothes she was still on fire "Fuck off" Alice grunted. "Just help me get my shirt off, everything else stays on got it!?" "Understood" Said Nomo. Alice leaned forward and raised her arms. Carefully Nomo pulled the shirt up. Alice shuddered feeling smooth skin knuckles brush bear skin. The touch was electric and she wanted it, she wanted more of it. She pushed the thought away. Her shirt was damp and her chest was sweaty, it felt good, but she covered her bra all the same. Her breasts felt slick. God she hoped she wouldn't panic. More heat and pressure still in her groin. It wasn't just sweat, she was getting wet down there. That ache! She tried to push it from her mind. Alice had spent many a sleepless night imagining what the drug would feel like. Of course it would arouse, of course it would be near irresistible, but nothing could prepare her for the real thing. It felt as if she was free falling without a parachute. Adrenaline and fear, but mostly need. To feel touch and...closeness. Before she could get a handle on anything she felt Nomo's hand on her shoulder. "Ahh" Alice let out an involuntary moan. Alice thought "Stop this" but in fact she said nothing. At the touch she couldn't help from squeezing her knees tight together ,feeling that sweet tightness. "It's better if you don't fight it" Nomo said sweetly. "your body wants what it wants, the drug only brings it out of you." "Dam it", Alice breathed. She felt wetness soaking her inner thighs blending with sticky sweat, she needed to be free. She started fumbling at her pants. Her hands wouldn't cooperate she barely freed a single button before Nomo, curse her, gently laid her hands on hers. "Will you let me help you sweet thing?" she cooed. "Don't call me that, Alice moaned..."and fine." Slowly Nomo undid each button...too slowly. The harder Alice tried to resist the moans the tighter the waves of pleasure would come. Nomo worked the zipper so dam slowly. "Is she trying to torture me" Alice thought. "Get on with it bitch!" Nomo smiled and finished with the zipper. "Ok, lift your bum for me" Alice rolled her eyes and picked her butt up. The gesture felt obscene. Nomo, less slowly than before, thank god, pulled her pants around her knees. Alice collapsed again and..."Oh god!" her panties where soaked. She was actually leaking! The soft fabric clung to her, the outline of her labia in clear relief. Fuck no! she thought. "No" she grabbed at Nomo's arms. No put them back. She lazily pulled at her jeans. "This is not the time for shame" Nomo said. You forget I've seen it all. Now if you pull your pants back up you'll just be uncomfortable again so let it be" "Ugh I hate you so much" said Alice. It occurred to Alice she was going to die like this, like all the others. She'd be on the slab awaiting the the autopsy. Maybe it would be Hollice, or Catherine. Checking her body, her genitals for fluids, any mistake left by the killer. Would it be different for them? It being her? Would it hurt them to cut her open? Strangely this did not calm the storm inside her body. Instead it lit a fire in her. Her hands fell to her sides, no longer capable of covering herself. Everything ached, her nipples chafed at her bra, her chest heaved, her cunt gushed. Oh and she wanted it, god save her she wanted it. She wept, there was no holding back. "I'm, I'm so scared" she cried. "How...how will you do it now?" Nomo smiled sadly and caress her cheek. "Sweet Alice" she said. "I've already done it" "What?!?!" Alice moaned...how? when?" Nomo's touch was too much, Alice found she was rolling her hips, desperate for more touch. "the drug" said Nomo. "I gave you an overdose" "Oh god"...Alice tried to get up, so wouldn't have been able to manage but Nomo gently pushed her back down. "Hey it's ok....I promise it won't hurt. The drug will eventually induce cardiac arrest, but you'll be too far under to feel any discomfort. You'll orgasm and then your heart will stop." "No!" Alice chocked through her sobs. "I don't want this, you lied to me....please no" "Shhhh, I'm sorry baby, there's a line I must cross when someone doesn't wish to die, I'm so sorry. I can promise though this is the best way for you." Nomo gently rubbed up and down Alice's thigh. Alice moaned and squirmed. "Don't be shy, would you like me to pleasure you?" Alice opened her mouth to shout no, to curse Nomo once again for being the monstrous creep she was, instead what came out was "Please!....please oh god please" Nomo didn't seem to hear her. She just kept lightly tracing her dark fingers up and down Alice's slick thigh. Alice bucked her hips, desperate for more. Nomo flashed her delicate smile and moved her fingers to the inner thigh, ever so slightly brushing the damp fabric clinging tightly to the lips of her cunt. The only thing worse then her killer taking in the slimy mess Alice had made between her legs, was the fact that in response she found herself spreading her legs wider. Exposing more and wanting too. "Tell me what you like" She asked as she hooked a finger underneath the edge of her panties. "Umm" Alice sighed. She was dying, she was being killed, she wanted to get off too. "I want to feel full" she trembled. "I wanna feel full and I wanna be fucked...hard" "I think we can arrange that'' said Nomo. Gently she pulled down on the panties, Alice obediently lifted her butt. Strands of sticky mucus stretched and came away with the fabric. "ugh" Alice was disgusted with herself. Her labia was swollen red and white cream oozed its way out of her to collect under her ass. Alice automatically closed her knees together, pointlessly trying to hide herself. Nomo smiled and locked eyes with Alice, she bent down and put her head between her thighs. Nomo slowly slid her tongue up and over her wet lips. Alice's legs came apart of their own accord and she lifted her hips to meet Nomo's tongue. "Ahh" god it felt good. Nomo paused at her clit as if to savor Alice's taste. "Kiss me" Alice heard herself say. This time Nomo was surprised. "I said kiss me! dammit!" Nomo paused, then righted herself and quickly brought her sticky lips to Alice's waiting mouth. Alice pushed herself into Nomo with force and passion. Her tongue found its way into Nomo and her killer's tongue slid into her. locked together Alice felt so breathless, she thought she might die right then, but Nomo eventually withdrew. Delirious with need Alice desperately grabbed at her own breasts. She pulled a nipple free and grasped at it. It was as if someone else was in control, in her mind she could not yet accept that she was giving in. Tender as ever Nomo helped her lean forward and undid the clasp of her bra. "We come into this world naked" She said. "I think that's the best way to leave it." Every part of her bare, Alice touched her chest, needing to feel her fast beating heart. It was going to fail her soon. Nomo put her hands on Alice's. "I know" she said. "sweet child, I know. I'm going to be with you till the end. Then Nomo bent once again and put a nipple in her mouth. Alice closed her eyes and tried not to think about anything. She opened her eyes when she felt Nomo's hand slide into her cunt. She screamed ecstasy and clamped her muscles down into Nomo's questing fingers. It was almost enough to make her cum right then. Could her heart take it? Nomo bit gently at her nipple and drove her fingers deeper. "Ahhh" She bucked her hips and ran her hands into Nomo's hair. Dam it she wanted to cum. "You like killing me bitch!?!" She moaned. "Do it, fuck me and kill me. Nomo paused to look her in the eye, and then as if in answer she corkscrewed her wrist and drove her knuckles into Alice's cunt. There was a wet squish and Alice screamed in orgasm. Her heart pounded...oh god it hurt. It hurt so fucking bad. She was dying. Soon the pain gave way to pleasure as she Nomo kept working her knuckles deeper and deeper. Christ she was gonna fist her. "Yes! she screamed...do it. Fuck me with your fist until I'm dead" She reached down and began touching the hard of nub of her clit. Regardless of fear and shame she began to masturbate like an animal. She arched her back and squeezed her killers fingers with her cunt. "Touch my ass" she heard herself say. She had never made such a request before, never knew she would...could want such a thing "Please" she begged. Nomo slid a finger into her anus and it was enough to make her cum again. She bucked and humped. She felt light headed and dizzy. Suddenly her nose started to bleed. She felt it drip down and enter her mouth. Copper taste. "it's happening!" she thought. "No no no" she wailed. "shhh" Nomo cooed. Calm and soothing even as she slid another knuckle inside her cunt, and another finger in her ass. "You still have time baby, Let yourself feel me inside you and nothing else. Salty tears poured down her face to mix with the blood. This was worlds away from the dignity she wanted in death. Still she continued to rub her clit as she opened her muscles, letting her killer push deeper and deeper. When Nomo's wrist finally passed into her cunt she came harder than she ever thought was possible. She felt, actually felt her heart miss a beat. She felt impossibly light and dizzy. Her brain had missed a vital delivery of oxygen. She was dying. Suddenly her breath was short. Panic threatened to take hold, but then she felt the ring of anus gape to accept Nomo's fist and the resulting orgasm took away her fear. "Almost baby" She heard Nomo say. "Let it all go, die for me sweet thing" Alice could only obey. Her body exploded in pain, or was it pleasure? She could not tell the difference, and she no longer cared. It radiated from her stilling heart to every nerve ending she spasmed as her heart choked one last beat and was still. Then there was stillness, she could not move, she was stroked out, but she could still feel. It was....ok. Pins and needles in her extremities and the sensation of Nomo's fists inside her, fucking, knuckles grinding between the flesh of her vagina and bowels. And she was cumming again. “Good girl, it’s time...you can let go” She could feel her holes loosen and gape. She didn't resist. Her bladder emptied itself over Nomo's wrist. That unbearable lightness again, tingles, fading, release. She thought one more time how her body would be found. Her blank stare, ruined holes, spreading puddles of mucus and piss. Should she still feel shame? fear? She heard Nomo speak for the final time. "I love you little one" It felt good, it felt right. Everything fell away and Alice tried to speak. She realized Nomo was right. She wanted this. It was as if this was all she ever wanted. To be in this moment, connected to someone inside and out, giving everything to them, giving her life. She tried to form the words, to tell her killer, to tell her she loved her, to tell her it wasn't to to late to....to... She took in the air one last time, tried to shape the words. Before she could exhale, she died.
Nomo felt it happen, felt Alice die. Her heart had stopped, but her brain would keep going for a short time. She kept thrusting into her, wanting her to feel it as her brain shut down. She smiled, not minding as warm bloody piss leaked from Alice. "That's it little one, go now, I love you" Her chest heaved once twice, Alice shuddered and was still. Even once she was gone Nomo stayed inside her for a time. Alice's eyes were open, her mouth was agape, as if a final question troubled her before the last moments. "Be at peace" she purred as she slowly withdrew herself from the dead woman's body. Her hand down to the wrist was a lovely slimy mess. She would wash herself thoroughly before leaving. As she moved towards the kitchen she suddenly felt a wave of nausea. She felt slow and sluggish...what? She collapsed, hitting the floor hard. What the fuck....How? She tried to move only to find that no amount of effort could will her body into motion. She was paralyzed. She wasn't one to panic, she turned her thoughts inwards. How is this possible, did she inject me with something, somehow? Was it something...inside her. Seems unlikely. Now she turned her senses outwards. The room, the body on the couch, the cool air from the vents, the smell of it. Something in the vents! The crazy bitch! She pumped something into the air. But how did she? How could she? Nomo thought back, the small talk, Nomo had brought all her powers of persuasion to bear today, but who was really getting seduced. Fuck! she thought. She was stalling. Those furtive glances, not towards the window, not to escape, but to the air controls. She made me turn it on for her, she wanted the drug, she knew about the sweats, needed an excuse for the air. "oh poor Alice, gas delivered paralytics were always so slow. As if on cue for her realization she heard the sound of heavy footsteps outside the apartment. Pounding at the door. "Police, Open up!"
Nomo managed to move her head just enough to gaze at Alice's beautiful corpse. She felt no anger, no malice, only admiration. "Ohhh you clever girl. You...you really knew me. You knew me better than anyone. I'm....I'm grateful. She smiled. The door was kicked in and officers rushed in. They had gas masks on, so they knew the plan? She still had allies in the force after all. "Alice! one of the men barked. Alarm and fear in his voice "Oh god...Alice!"
Nomo felt hands on her, pinned down, unable to resist. "Oh Alice" she thought. Nomo’s capture would be a tremendous blow to the entropy movement "you paid for me with your dignity and your life, but you did it, you really did it. You've got me. My beautiful Alice"