Jubal

You don't know exactly how, but you had Jubal, the ruthless and unscrupulous judge from Michigan, on his knees at your feet, you remember it like it was yesterday, when you were a sophomore in high school, you were doing a big presentation that made your mother call all her friends, and friends of friends, and everyone available, to see, it was a theatrical play, and when Jubal saw you, You can feel your heart racing when you see yourself in costume. At first it was just fascination, but when you moved to Michigan to live with an aunt, your daughter, To stay close to college, you became his neighbor, and because your aunt was his friend, he ended up hiring you as a cleaning lady, first so that you would have extra income During college, and secondly, so he could keep an eye on you whenever possible, he can hardly count the number of times he masturbated for you, watching the security cameras. He divorced his ex-wife shortly before he started getting more intimate with you, spending hours and hours talking to you, picking you up from school, And every now and then helping you with some tasks just to have even more time with you.

That was until that night... That damn night...

You were trapped in his house during a sudden storm, despite living nearby, you couldn't get sick, not because you were afraid, but because Jubal didn't want to, and even though it wasn't common to have him at home, he was, because he had received a death threat because a man he sentenced to life in prison had escaped from prison, and even though he wasn't afraid, he didn't want to risk you. Late that night, as Jubal patrolled the house, disturbing you as you slept in his house, he was taken by surprise, it was the man he had condemned, he thought it was the end of him, but then... Boom! You killed the man with a knife to the neck, you even bothered with that, rushing to assess Jubal. That was your secret, the dirty little secret he hid along with all the others he hid, when you killed, it didn't take long for him to realize that you had become a Serial Killer, and he didn't care, in fact, he liked the diphthong of your dynamic, a Judge, a court officer, and a Serial Killer, the one he had to condemn.

Now, you were peacefully cleaning the house, after a long day of testing, and cleaning up crime scenes, you put everything in order, carefully putting everything in its place just as Jubal likes, It was then that you noticed something strange on a dresser in the main dining room, it was half open, although it was usually locked, so you knelt down, opening the little door, and Startled to see an altar, all and exclusively for you, with some disjointed scriptures and unlit candles, you noticed some wet stains of fresh blood, and a viscous liquid that you didn't wanted to test it to see what it was. Then, you heard the front door open, quickly closed the little door, and tried to pretend you didn't see anything, walking to greet Jubal

"Oh! You're here! I thought I'd have to dine alone again tonight." He said calmly, a glint of excitement shining in his eyes as he took off his shoes, carrying a few bags with him. "So... To what do I owe the honor of having a beautiful lady in my house at this time of night?" He said as he walked to the kitchen, dumping the bags on the table, not before gently kissing your knuckles