A week or so later after one of my shifts I head down to the gym to work out with Krystal. I head in and Krystal is bent over tying her shoes and I just can't resist, I slap her ass and she just looks up and gives me a smile and starts her work out. Her music is blasting and I begin my workout, nothing to out of the ordinary. One song starts playing "NIB" by Black Sabbath. As I'm finishing up one of my sets of curls I hear a lyric, it catches me off guard
"My name is lucifer, please take my hand"
I drop the weights and stand there in shock. Krystal turns around and looks at me with a weird look on her face
"You alright!"
"Rewind the song"
"Why?"
"Just do it"
I hear the lyrics again
"My name is lucifer, please take my hand"
"That part!"
"What about it"
"That day I found Torres… the writing on the wall that was in blood was that lyric 'My name is Lucifer, please take my hand', i knew it sounded familiar"
"Why would the killer write a song lyric out of all things"
"Could be just like the hourglass, that's his insignia. he uses it to show that he was the one who committed the murders… but could that be a deeper meaning"
"Like?"
"What if it's sign, that this person is really into that type of music"
"A lot of people are though so it'll be hard to pinpoint one specific person"
"Yeah you're right…. Wait. I have all the things that were written at the crime scenes written in my notepad. I just need to match them to the right songs"
"That could take a long time"
"I have nothing but time… I'm not going to let this guy keep taking people away"
"Ant… you're starting to get obsessed, let the investigators handle it"
"But this could help them"
"Fine… I guess"
"Alright now let me see these other ones"
I spend the next couple hours looking over the the lyrics and match them to the songs
"Look in my eyes.. what do you see?"
"That's clearly from cult of personality"
"Never Gonna Stop Me"
"That could be any song Ant"
"Yeah but I have a feeling that's Rob zombie, just going by the genre of music it would make sense"
"Closer to God"
"Hmm that one clearly had music in the background"
"I think I know the song Ant"
"What is it"
"Closer by nine inch nails, but theres a different version called 'Closer to God'
"Do you have the song?"
"Yeah I can play it"
She plays the song and I immediately recognize it
"That's the fucking song that was playing in the video that was dropped at my doorstep"
"Alright so that's another one"
"This Pain I Feel Is As Real As Your Ignorance"
"Hmm I don't recognize that from any song I know ant"
"It sounds familiar, like I've heard it before when I was younger"
"Where do you think you would have heard it?"
"Hmmm…. My uncle, he always played rock, metal, nu metal and all that shit when he used to take me places and when he worked out"
"You have his number?"
"Naw I haven't seen him in years… I don't even know where he's at"
"I'm sorry babe"
"It's alright, I still have those memories"
"That's always good… anyways I'm kinda hungry you want to order a pizza"
"Yeah that's cool"
"Imma add mushrooms if that's ok"
"Yeah that's c… wait"
"What's wrong?"
"Look up the band mushroomhead, look for songs made before 2002"
"Hmmm there's an album from 1999"
"Play it.."
The first song plays and we're listening and then the lyric plays
"This Pain I Feel Is As Real As Your Ignorance"
"Holy fuck there it is!"
"How did you know that ant?"
"It all just came to me… but this one could be a deeper meaning."
"Yeah I could see that and he specifically wrote this to you"
"Well I definitely know he's trying to say I'm ignorant to something"
"But what though?"
"I don't know but now we know every time he writes something it's a lyric from a song. That's got to be something right?"
"I guess, but it could also just be his thing like the hourglass"
"That too… man this guy is hard to crack"
"It also doesn't help that he leaves no trace of anything behind"
"Yeah this guy has to be some kind of genius"
"And a weirdo"
"Yeah definitely that too"
"I just thought of something ant"
"What?"
"What if it's a woman doing this?"
"What makes you say that?"
"Black widows have an hour glass on them right… sooo it could be possible"
"Yeah that would make sense… but you can definitely tell it's a guy from that video that was sent"
"I mean it could be a girl with no tits"
"Lowkey fucked up but that ain't it"
"Ehh just tried to throw in a possible theory"
"Hourglass usually means time is running down… could he be dying and is taking out people that wronged him?"
"Hmm that could be a possibility"
"I'm so glad I'm not an investigator because fuck I would be up stressing every night"
"Yeah but then you would have me there to relieve that stress"
"You can relieve my stress anytime"
"Trust me if I could get away with it in this gym I would fuck you right now"
"Looks like I need to invest in a home gym"
We head home and are in the living room still trying to figure out everything that we discovered so far
"What if he's a former musician?"
"Naw I doubt it"
"Well is there anything you remember from the way he looked on that video"
"He wore all back and a black mask that covered everything. But he did look somewhat short, wasn't really built kinda scrawny"
"How the hell is he doing all this and he's a small guy?"
"Probably sneaks them, or he's deceptively strong"
"That's a pretty big word ant"
"Hey I'm pretty smart"
She starts laughing
"Yet you're just an officer?"
"Hurtful, I just didn't feel like going to school"
"Suuuure"
"I hate you"
"Then you should take that hate out on me"
Krystal says and she spreads her legs open
"Damn you finally got some dick from me and now you want it all the time"
"Are you complaining?"
"No but damn we can't take a rest day"
"Laaaaame"
"Fuck you"
"I know you want to"
I just roll my eyes at her
"I'll be back I need to use the restroom"
I head to the rest room and I just think to myself
"Hmmm she's been doing all this teasing and acting in control since that night we first did anything…. I think it's time I flip the script a little"
I walk out the bathroom and I see her bent over the kitchen counter on her phone. Oh yeah I think this is the perfect time. I walk up behind her and pull down her shorts
"Babe what are you.."
I stand behind her and wrap my hand around her throat
"Shhhh don't talk, don't say anything… matter of fact I don't want you even making any type of noise. Just be a good girl for me"
She looks at me and just nods her head, as she bends over on the counter. I run my hand down and slowly insert my fingers inside her, I see her put her hand over her mouth not trying to make any noise. I finger her slowly, getting her nice and wet, before kneeling down and eating her out from the back. I lick and suck on her wet pussy and clit, she's trying hard to hold back her moans. I get up and slap her on her ass
"Pull up your shorts"
She turns around and stares at me and pulls up her shorts. I put my hand under her chin and just smile at her
"You look good as a submissive little slut… I should do this more often"
She just nods her head and bites her lip.
"Good girl… you can talk now"
"Yes daddy"
I give her a quick kiss
"Now go to the room"
She gives me a seductive look and walks towards the room, when she walks out of sight I whisper to myself
"Oh yeah I can get used to this"
I grab a drink and then head to the room, where Krystal is in bed waiting for me.
"So are we going to finish what we started daddy?"
"Hmmm naw imma make you wait and go to bed turned on"
She looks at me with her mouth open
"Yeah, we're going to see how you like it this time"
She just squints her eyes and smiles at me, she knows she had this coming after everything she put me through. Now I'm laying in bed wondering how else can I get her back…. Maybe I should wake her up in the middle of the night by eating her out, we'll see…. this should be fun.