Maisie Williams and History's Worst Serial Killers

BY : AryaStarkNaked
Category: Celebrities - Misc > Het - Male/Female
Dragon prints: 2521
Disclaimer: I don't own or know anything MAISIE WILLIAMS related. This fiction was made without pay, compensation, or profit, all for your perverse enjoyment.

Maisie Williams had another good day today. The eighteen-year old starlet had been having a lot of those since she broke into the world of being internationally famous because of Game of Thrones, and she knew it. This week found her again in America, this time in the beautiful Pacific Northwest in a little town outside Seattle called Sammamish. She was filming her newest movie, one she was sure would be another big hit.

The barely five foot tall HBO star's day had been especially good because she had a day off from filming and had used it to relax at the nearby Lake Sammamish. The weather had been so good that she wore one of her more revealing swimsuits at the lake. She knew she was looking great with her long and brunette hair, parted down the middle for her role. It didn't hurt that men had been ogling the starlet in her two-piece as she strut about the lake. All day out on the town, she had been flirting and signing autographs and so now, when she was walking back to her rented room as evening was coming, her head was in the clouds and a big smile was filling her cute face. 

So distracted in her thoughts she didn't even notice the handsome man standing beside the volkswagen bug until she was well past him and he shouted, “Hey, miss, can I get a hand?”

The little brunette swirled in surprise towards the voice, her hair twirling and smile dropping. A tall brown haired man in a leg cast and leaning on a crutch looked sheepishly at her from beside the tiny car. His cheeks were flustered red and he was hobbling awkwardly with his crutch. Maisie's grey eyes took him in cautiously and glance to the ground where a set of keys glittered up from the street. Realization dawned on Maisie’s face, and her dimples returned with her smile, “Of course!”

Her sandal-covered feet turned and quickly hurried to the beetle and the man beside it. The stranger returned her smile and asked, “Are you British? Sorry, I’ll never get used to this cast before I get it off. I like your hair!”

Maisie’s cheeks flushed in response, and with a little fidgety motion she pushed one of her bangs back behind her ear as she crouched down low to gather the keys, “Uh, yes! Thanks. I didn’t really pick it out though, that - ugh”

Maisie never finished her sentence as the wrench came down and collided with her head. The skull under her hair buckled and cracked. The teenage world-famous star felt a flash of pain and shuddered once as her body collapsed to the street in a lump. She didn't understand, was so confused. Her slender hand shakily lifted and touched her head, finding blood as she brought her fingers before her grey eyes. Those same grey eyes saw the crutch lying discarded on the ground and lifted in incomprehension to the stranger standing above her. He was outlined by one of the street lights, providing him with an eerie halo and darkening his face to the point where she couldn’t see make out any details on the last face she would ever see in this life.

Before she could ask why he was doing this, he brought down the heavy wrench square on her face and her world went black.

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When the young girl's face caved in on the second blow of his wrench, Ted Bundy released a shaky breath and tore off his cast, tossing it into the Volkswagen along with the crutch. His cock was hard in his pants, but he knew there wasn't time for that yet. After a furtive glance around the street he lifted her tiny body off the ground and circled his car to dump her into the passenger seat. His eyes lingered on her form splayed on the prone seat a long moment, before slamming the door shut.

As he drove off towards Taylor Mountain, he never checked if the body in his passenger seat was alive, or even if she was still breathing. It didn't matter to him anyway.

She belonged to him now.

It was the pitch black dead of night when the car came to a stop deep into the forest of Taylor Mountain. He shot a glance at his passenger who was staring with sightless through the windshield. There was an obvious indentation on the beautiful girl's forehead and a gory bit of bloody grey brainmatter was leaking through the crack on her face. 

Ted Bundy had no problem carrying her limp body from the seat of the car and propping her up to sit against the nearest tree. He crouched down by her and admired the beauty in her swimsuit. His hand found her naked leg, and caressed the creamy expanse of whiteness. 

"I'm not going to hurt you. I just want you to listen to me."

He was shedding his jacket then, followed by his shirt. Maisie's sightless eyes stared to the left at the ground, never moving an inch, never blinking. 

"I want you to pay me a little attention."

His expensive leather belt came next, and his boots a moment after. Ted couldn't help himself any more and after a few moments of fumbling, unclasped Maisie's swimsuit top to expose her ample C sized tits to the cool midnight air. He stroked them, enjoying their size compared to her tiny frame. When he was feeling their weight another flash of rage hit him and he meanly tweaked one of her nipples. Maisie's body never stirred, didn't react to the pain at all.

"See, girls like you don't pay any attention to guys like me."

Maisie's corpse was slowly tipping, and Ted let it flop to the right, her hair splaying out over the dirty earth of the ground. This let him attend to her bikini bottom, pulling it free from her waist to reveal her neatly trimmed cunt. He tossed it behind him with no care, then set to rubbing her body everywhere, feeling the warmth that lingered in her corpse.

"Guys who don't come from good families, who don't go to top schools or drive fancy cars."

It was then that Ted saw Masie's blank eyes staring up at him. The rage came again and he gave her body a kick, rolling the corpse onto her back. He loosened and tugged his pants from his hips, pausing after he pulled his last leg out of the jeans to shout,

"SHUT UP AND LISTEN!" 

Ted Bundy was between the corpse's legs then, rubbing his throbbing length against Maisie's unreactive cunt. His breath was short and ragged, but he continued to speak as his length slowly sunk into her still-warm depths.

"God, don't get me wrong. I'm not some sort of share the wealth liberal creep or something."

His hands grabbed at her plump breasts, crushing and stroking them as he thrust deeply into the corpse, Maisie's body grinding and scraping against the dirt under the tree. His laugh was manic, timing every few words of his monologue to a thrust into the corpse's defenceless depths, "In fact, I'm a Republican!"

His arms reached under Maisie Williams' corpse's back and lifted her up. She was so light, he had no problem keeping his cock buried inside her cooling cunt as he lifted her limp form up and down, bouncing the corpse on his cock. Her head lolled left and right, her grey eyes seeing nothing. He stared at the caved-in crack in the young girl's skull and he began to bounce her fast on his cock, moaning out as he spoke,

"I've worked on a number of campaigns and one day, I'm going to be Governor!"

Ted Bundy felt his climax growing inside as he bounced the bonelessly unresisting body of the young Game of Thrones celebrity on his hard, thick cock. Her head lolled again and stuck to the left, her unreactive eyes staring into Ted's angry gaze. He knew what going on inside of her head, and it made him furious, spittle flying in her face as his voice raised in fury,
 
"YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME, DO YOU?"

He slammed her body backwards, crunching her back against the tree as he raped her corpse, each thrust grinding and scraping her formally flawlessly fit back against the back of the tree. Her head thudded against it with another crack, causing her body to give a spastic jerk. Ted bundy could barely control himself, as his climax threatened to erupt.

"You probably just think I'm some kind of LOSER!"

Masie's mouth was loose and open, her little pink tongue visible in the darkness of her gaping mouth. Ted's mind came into hazy focus and he withdraw his cock from the dead cunt of the world-famous celebrity. He stood up, his cock dangling from his lap. He felt almost introspective for a moment as he gathered his cock into his hand.

"Well...maybe you're right. Maybe I'm not so important out there." 

Ted Bundy rubbed his dangling cock over the dented part of her skull, some of Maisie's leaking brain matter and viscous liquid coating his cock. Lowering it then, he pushed the length into her open and uncomplaining mouth. Ted tilts his head back and groans to the night's sky, before curling his hands into her mousy brown hair and starting to truly rape the corpse's face. Unlike in life, her gag reflex could not help defend her throat and he thrust his meaty length deep into her mouth. Again his breath came ragged, barely able to control himself.

"But here, I'm in charge! Here I'm in control!"

He withdrew himself from between the slack lips of Maisie Williams' corpse and gathered his cock finally with his hand. Frantically he began beating it, jerking his cock before the celebrity's face. His teeth growled and gnashed together as he stroked his cock, "This is the COURT OF TED. WHAT I SAY HERE IS LAW!"

Ted Bundy's cock erupted then, drenching Maisie Williams' corpse with cum. The first spatters soaked her face, hitting directly into her lifeless eye. The second was lower, painting her plump tits. He stroked himself back on her face and her hair, desecrating her flowing locks with the final bit of his messy seed.

He staggered back, falling on his ass. His breathing was large gasping heaves of breath, and he savored the sight of the dead woman. He rubbed his face, the weight of what he did finally settling onto him as he covered his face with his hands. When the hands came away to reveal a big grin, he finished speaking to the woman. Maisie Williams' cooling corpse, covered in Ted Bundy's dripping cum, stared sightless and unresponsively at Ted.

"Get the picture? Do I have your attention now?"

She was his, and would be forever. 

In the coming months, Ted would return to Taylor Mountain and to Maisie's slowly decomposing corpse. He wouldn't take any pains to hide her - why would he? She was his. On his visits as her body mouldered and fell apart, he would add makeup and talk to the corpse before fucking it. Eventually his attention wandered from the bones of Maisie and another woman would met a similar end. It would take years before the fate of Maisie Williams, the missing young world-wide celebrity, was discovered when her bones were found on Taylor Mountain with five other victims.



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