Chapter 13 #2
“Long enough for you to do that!” Lilith points to the mangled, bloody, and ravaged corpse on the ground, placing her hands on her hips. Sighing she runs her hand along her chest. “Let’s get back to our plaything and see what else we can get ourselves into.”
Walking back down the hall and into our private torture room, I look over our tied up mutt. It seems like she has healed a good bit. Taking my right hand, I slap her across the face hard enough to instantly bruise her porcelain skin.
“Wake up, time to continue where we left off,” I snap.
She gives me a look of fury. “Like I told you earlier I’m not telling you anything, you sadistic geriatric fuck.” Frida tries to yell, but it comes out slightly mumbled.
“Well then, Lilith have some fun,” I reply with a chuckle.
“Gladly,” Lilith seductively coos as she walks up and grabs one of the chains hooked into Frida’s left arm and gives it a playful tug. Frida winces, letting out a whimper.
“Oh, I’m sorry, does that hurt? Let me help you with that then.” Lilith snickers as she rips the hook from her arm, splattering blood around the room.
“Damn it. Fuck you, you bitch!” Frida yells.
“Oh, talking dirty now are we? Are you trying to get me all excited?” Lilith purrs, taking her dagger out, and running it from Frida’s thigh to her breast.
I look on as my beautiful ash haired, blood soaked slut cuts into this bitch over and over again. Peeling flesh from her muscle and muscle from bone, coating the entire room in the sweet scent of blood. Only letting up long enough to let her heal, then starting all over again.
The whole time delighting in her screams and cries. It’s addicting, and I need another taste. I can’t control myself any longer. Jumping up, I walk behind Lilith as she has the skin from Frida’s chest split down the middle and pulled to each side.
Getting behind them, I rip Lilith’s dress off and throw it to the ground.
Then with my right hand I grab her waist and with my left I run it across Frida’s exposed ribs, soaking it in blood.
Using my bloody hand, I run it along Lilith’s chest, to her dripping pussy.
She’s ready for me as I force my fingers into her.
She moans as she drives her dagger into Frida’s lung. Quickly, I spin Lilith around and grab her by her gore filled ashy hair, then kiss and bite her neck, marking her.
Sliding a hand down, I caress her ass while I begin to suck on her breast, running my tongue over her nipple and lightly biting it. She releases a moan filled with pleasure. I lift her from the ground and put her onto my shoulders.
She wraps her legs around my head as I eat her pussy out, groaning at her taste, mixed with Frida’s blood. The perfect combination. I run my tongue over her clit and into her pussy until she cums all over my mouth and face with a devilish wail.
With a flap of her wings she is off of my shoulders and hovering just in front of me.
“Let’s make this interesting,” she says in a sadistic voice.
Turning around, she folds Frida’s skin back together, then removes her dagger and arches her back toward me.
“What are you waiting for?” she says with a smirk.
Getting behind her, I grab her by the hips and force my rock hard cock deep into her pussy. She moans loudly in Frida’s ear as I fuck her without mercy. Becoming riled up, I begin to shift.
Reaching up with my right paw, I run my claws across Frida’s face, just deep enough to draw blood that runs down onto Lilith’s face. Thrust after thrust, I feel my dick grow as I drive it deeper and deeper.
Lilith’s moans mix with whimpers, which only causes me to fuck her harder.
Out of nowhere she pushes me back a couple feet and turns around. Pissed off by this, I grab her by the throat, force her against Frida, and thrust my cock harder into her. Punishing her with my hips.
I loosen my grip on her neck as I grab her by the waist and force her onto me. Fully releasing her neck and securing her by the waist, I forcefully thrust into her, slamming her into my hips.
She moans loudly and grabs both of her daggers, driving them into Frida’s hips, using only that as support. Frida lets out a blood curdling scream, which only drives me harder.
With a bellowing roar, I bite down on Frida’s shoulder and thrust my knot into Lilith’s pussy, pumping wave after wave of cum into her tight pussy.
I feel Lilith’s entire body shudder as I fill her to the brim, while tasting Frida’s sweet blood as it runs down the back of my throat. Releasing my bite, I fall backwards to the floor with Lilith still tied to me.
We lay there enjoying the sensation of my knot continually pumping semen into Lilith.
She begins to rock her hips back and forth, moaning in rhythm.
She can never get enough. While she’s doing this, she begins to flap her wings just enough to ever so slightly lift us off the ground and then slams us back to the cold floor, forcing my cock and knot as deep into her as it can go.
She repeats this over and over again and again, moaning louder and louder until she screams out in pure ecstasy, cumming all over my cock. I feel her pussy contracting over and over, milking me for every ounce I have in me.
She eventually collapses onto me and begins to laugh.
“Its been a long time since I’ve been fucked like that, my pet.” Adjusting herself a little, she forces my knot out of her with a popping sound as my seed flows from her drenched pussy.
Staggering to her feet, she smiles. “Now, did you enjoy the show?” she asks Frida as she rips the daggers from her hips. Frida ignores her, but I spot the wince. Lilith sighs. “I guess not. Oh well, let’s pick this up again tomorrow then,” Lilith says with sadistic glee in her voice.
“We have all the time in the world to get what we need from you, come on my pet, let’s go have some more fun,” Lilith coos walking toward the door.
“I’m not your fucking pet,” I snap to her back, ignoring her order, then get up and walk toward Frida. “We will continue this tomorrow,” I say, lifting her chin so our eyes meet.
“Don’t worry about sleeping. I have something planned to keep you going all night long,” Lilith says with a snicker as she closes her eyes and raises her hands, muttering something in Latin.
The hooked chains along the wall wrap around and dig into Frida’s legs and arms again, but this time they tighten and they keep tightening slowly, ripping a spiral through her limbs, until they reach her wrist.
Then they wrap around her again and slowly repeat the process. “There that should keep you occupied until we come back,” Lilith says with a sadistic laugh, while Frida is screaming and writhing in agony.