All My Heroes Are Serial Murderesses - The Film Student, #34 - An Erotic Horror Story
🕑 Added 2024-05-08 05:58:28 +0000 UTCJosh fought to gulp down the vodka Kyoko was force-feeding him from the gas can. It was filling his mouth just as fast as he could struggle to swallow it.
On the one hand, Josh was relieved to discover that it wasn't some kind of poisonous, dangerous chemical. On the other hand, it was alcohol. And at the rate he was consuming it, it could be deadly. If he wasn't going to die from drowning, Josh might die from alcohol poisoning.
Not that Josh didn't enjoy drinking--and drinking irresponsibly, too. He had experienced many gloriously fun nights that he didn't fully remember and many excruciating mornings over the toilet that he wished he could forget. For better or worse, he didn't think he'd be forgetting this night no matter how much of the stuff Kyoko fed him.
And it was good alcohol, too. Vodka was his favorite. This particular vodka tasted soft, drinkable, and slightly sweet. It was heavenly--and familiar. Did he recognize the brand? No, it couldn't be. It wasn't a very widely-known brand. I've never seen it in Japan. Unless Kyoko is an extreme vodka aficionado... Lots of vodkas taste the same... Why would she go out of her way to acquire quality liquor just for this game or whatever?...
Josh was nearly choking. He felt as if the alcohol would go down into his lungs and suffocate him. He tried coughing, but that only inhibited his breathing more. He hacked pitifully. Kyoko only laughed and kept feeding him.
"What's wrong, Josh? Don't you love vodka? And this is your favorite, isn't it? Chopin, right?"
Kyoko waited a moment for Josh to process what she had said. Chopin, a small-batch Polish potato vodka, was one of the best for its prices. Josh had brought a couple of bottles from the U.S.
"I saw you downing it like water in your dorm room."
A look of bewildered terror flashed on his face.
"You don't recall? It was that night you were drinking and talking with Hiroshi real late."
The night I was drinking with Hiroshi? There was only one night Hiroshi had been to his dorm room. He came over after Josh had agreed to be Kyoko's partner and agreed to go with her to this cabin for what she said would be filming the project. That night, Hiroshi had tried to convince Josh one last time to pull out and stay away from Kyoko.
"What's wrong, boy?"
Finally, Kyoko pulled the nozzle out of Josh's mouth and gave him some time to recuperate.
"Can't handle too much of a good thing?" She bent down towards him, her boobs getting closer and closer until she was covering his face with her bosom. "Is it too strong for you? Too spicy?"
Josh was unresponsive, unable to speak.
"Or is it something else? Are you worried that I am crazy? What was it? That I'm 'a budding serial killer?' That I'm 'the next Kanae Kijima?'"
So Kyoko had heard what Hiroshi had said about her that night!
"Your friend underestimates me."
She picked up the gas can again and forced it back into Josh's mouth. As she talked, she periodically pushed the nozzle in deeper, increasing the flow of liquor, and pulled it back to give Josh respite.
"You know, I'm disappointed by the martyr he chose to compare me to. Kijima? I would have preferred to have been called Kau Kobayashi. Have I been giving everybody the wrong impression?
"But I guess you don't know Kobayashi? Japanese killers aren't famous in America, are they? And they mostly only teach about fictional killers in our film class."
Josh nodded and followed Kyoko's gaze with his eyes. It seemed that as long as he was paying attention to her monologue, Kyoko was limiting the flow of vodka.
"Well, let me tell you about Kobayashi. She was a woman with a keen business sense. She found men with money and property--especially men who owned country guesthouses--and she found ways to put the property in her name. She was very smart, you know. Other women should learn from her. How do you think I got this cabin?
"Her methods were ingenious, too. She found a cute young man, Mitsuyoshi Onuki, who was 16 years her junior, to help her. How easy it is for women to control men! And she poisoned some of her victims by putting hydrochloric acid in their sake."
Kyoko tilted the gas can and held it long enough for the liquid to fully fill Josh's mouth. Finally, she removed the gas can for good, and Josh swallowed everything. Josh was feeling woozy and lightheaded. The room was spinning. Kyoko was laughing. Laughing maniacally. Her face was growing larger and smaller, zooming in and out of Josh's frame of view. He burped loudly. He felt like puking.
And just as suddenly, Kyoko's tone changed. She stroked him under the chin.
"Are you okay, boy? I'm just fucking with you, you know? I just like torturing you."
She picked up the gas can and put the nozzle to her own mouth and took a sip, then she untied the binds holding Josh to the bed.
"Go off to the bathroom. I don't want you to get the bed dirty before we use it."
Josh stumbled, got himself in front of the toilet, and dry heaved a couple of times, but no vomit came out.
When he came back, he sat on the corner of the bed submissively. Kyoko kept drinking vodka straight from the gas can.
"This stuff is really good. You have good taste in liquor. Next time, you need to invite me to your dorm."
Ha! So Hiroshi WAS wrong about her! Maybe Kyoko really did like him.
Josh laughed for the first time since he'd been kidnapped.
"What's so funny?" Kyoko asked in a lighthearted way.
"Nothing," Josh said, as Kyoko passed him the gas can. "It's just... well... I don't want to sound stupid or anything... I thought you were going to kill me..."
"Don't be silly!" Kyoko slapped him on the leg and howled in laughter. "You believed all that? You honestly thought I would kill you?! Would Kobayashi kill Onuki? Would Aileen kill Tyria? Would Thelma kill Louise?
"Of course, I wouldn't kill you. I still need you for the final project!"
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