At the corner of the room, she stares at me like she was going to kill me any moment. I could see it from my peripheral view. It has been like this for the past few days since I started to yell at Jeff for eating the dinner I made for Jane.

I'm working as the Creepypasta family's servant here. I know that Jane has a deep hatred for Jeff... It was so deep that she wouldn't even breathe in whenever he's around.

I gulped and fastened my hands to clean all the dishes. As I heard her heels tapping on the tiled floor, I started to shiver as my hair stood at its ends. I'm down to my last plate, and finally, I finished. I walked fast out of the kitchen as I drape the apron on the rack. I held my breathing as I ran for it to my bathroom.

There's a house rule that states that no one in the mansion shall kill a human servant. They are abiding to it, but I can't help but feel uneasy. Who wouldn't be? We were alone and a killer will always be a killer. I took deep breathes in front of the mirror, trying to compose myself.

I closed my eyes for a bit; it was a bad idea. When I opened them, I saw a smiling pale woman behind me. I nearly screamed, but she covered my mouth, a knife on the other hand. "Hush, darling..." She chuckled as she stated that. She followed it with a whisper, "...you don't want me slitting your throat with this knife now, do you?" My hair stood at its ends as chills ran through my spine.

She lets me go and walked backwards to where the door was. I watched her nervously through the clear mirror. I was trembling. She puts her hand behind her, and heard a click. She must have locked the door. I gulped as my shudders intensified.

Is this the end for me?

I could hear her heels tapping towards me once more.

If it is my end, let it be quick!

I closed my eyes and quivered. She was already standing behind me. Before knowing it, I started sobbing. "Please... be quick." I choked out as tears fell from my eyes. I could feel her breathing behind my ear; her hand holding my arm. She giggled. Why are killers so sadistic?

I waited for a while...nothing was happening. I soon felt myself being twisted to my back. I felt warmth like someone was hugging me. Does Jane do this to her victims? Give them affection before giving them a perforation?

"Why are you crying?" She asked with her tone hinting slight sadness. "What's the matter? I just wanted to give you my love." I was confused. "L-love?" I slowly opened my eyes and saw her orbs staring at me. Staring at them for too long, I felt myself heat up. She smiles at me. "Yes. Love." She held my chin with her fingers, and leaned forward. My eyes widened, when her lips, suddenly touches mine. Her eyes were closed.

Her kiss... My first kiss.

There's something odd here. Why is she closing her eyes? Why is my heart suddenly so...hasty? Where did the knife go? She pulls away; she probably felt that I was confused... I hope so. She embraced me. "I'm sorry. Were you scared?"

"Yeah...Earlier, I was. Yeah..." I sheepishly laughed. "F-for a moment there... I thought I was going to die."

She pushed me forward, her eyes wide. She bats her eyes at me, making me giggle. "Cute..." I mutter. Her pale face suddenly glowed red. She lets me go and hid her face. "I-I'm so embarrassed..." I grinned for I've never seen this side of her. "You're too adorable!" I squeaked, tackling her. She let out a quiet grunt. She giggled, stroking my hair. "_..." She whispered. "I love you... And I won't have any other chances but now." She breaths to my ear. "Please, let me make love to you now while I still can."

I gulped, feeling the chills from my spine as she bit and licked on my earlobe. She slides her tongue on the side of my neck, and I could smell the aroma of her perfume. It makes me feel weird, and this sexual activity she's doing is not helping at all.

My hands are on her sides on the floor, my legs spread open with her knee touching my genitalia, and my head on her soft chest. I was a first-timer on this kind of thing, and I wasn't really expecting to do it with the same sex as me. Jane moved her leg, causing her knee slide across my labia (opening). I let out a moan as she nibbled and sucked on my neck.

I was starting to feel attracted to her. I grabbed her right chest and started to rub it. I heard her cute little moan and it made me feel like… I wanted more. I continued to rub it as she moaned against my neck. She was too vulnerable at this position. I stretched her buttoned shirt, and basically revealed her chest as the buttons fall to the floor. I went on ahead and licked her chest, going to her nipple. She didn't wear bra at all because nobody dares to rape her. She's one hell of a gal.

I bit on a nipple and rubbed the other one. She moaned loudly as she tugged onto my head. "O-oh~ You like it that way, huh?" She growled at a rather sexual way. I felt myself smirk. "I want to hear you moan some more~" I didn't know what I was saying, all I know is, I wanted to make love. Right here, right now. She moaned some more and chuckled in between. "O-oh, keep goi-going then~ ahhh~"

I did keep on going. I dragged my hand from the chest down to her flower. I began to rub her clitoris as soon as I felt it. She moaned and tossed her head back. "Keep a-ahh-t it, girl! I might reward you something nice~" So, I did. She kept on moaning until she came. I displaced my hand from it and saw her sticky stuff. "Wow." I commented, actually amazed. She was huffing underneath me. She gave me a mischievous look and bit her lip. Jane placed her hand on my chest and slowly pushed me away.

When I was reclined on my back, my elbows supporting me, she forced her tongue in my mouth and it turned out to be a make-out session. She then pulls away, much to my dismay. "Follow me, _."

She walked to the bathtub and wiggled her finger to motion me to go there. I stood up and did what she gestured me. She took the knife off her pocket and slashed at me. I squeaked and waited for my body to be chopped in half or so. But I noticed that I was just rid of my clothing… including my underwear. She giggled. "My, my… that's a nice body you have… mind if I violate it… sexually?" She said, dropping the knife on the sink. I shook my head, and sat in front of her on the seat in the tub. She stripped the remaining clothing she had on. I gulped as I felt my cheeks heat up. "Y-you're… hot.." I mumbled, she just chuckled. "Well, you've been a good girl. Here's your reward."

She held my legs and spread them apart. The cold air made me shiver. She began to lick my clitoris, my opening and thrusts three fingers inside me. I groaned and tugged onto her head while throwing my head back. I know I'm a virgin, but it didn't hurt at all. It must have been her magical hands.

She continued thrusting and I was just moaning my throat out. When I came, she giggled. "So, what do you want to be first? Scissoring, shower or double-ended dildo?~" I wasn't in shock or whatsoever. I was too aroused to pick. "Any will do…"

Jane grabs the detachable shower and turned it on. She lets the strong water tickle my genital, thus making me moan louder. She was too skilled with sexual stuff and it has made me wonder if she has done this before.

I came once more. She turned me around so I could face the side of the tub. She positioned herself between me. She sat on me; my leg between hers and her genital on mine. She starts to rub her area on mine. It was so much better than the shower. Both of us moaned until we came once more. She still had one more thing on her sleeve and it made me wonder if she even gets tired!

She pulls out a long phallic object with both ends shaped like a man's member. Both of us sucked and licked on our own side, occasionally making out. She slipped it in her womanhood and then into mine. I began to move my pelvic and so did she. Our moans were the only ones we could hear, echoing in the bathroom. Let's just hope nobody is out there, listening to our moans. We came to our climax. Jane fell on top of me as she turned the shower off.

Exhaustion washed over us, so we ended up sleeping in the tub till the next day.