Chapter 23
CHAPTER
TWENTY-THREE
“Hold her legs the fuck down, Cora!” I shout as I eye the chainsaw in the corner of the room.
“She’s stronger than she looks!” Cora replies.
“Grab more straps to lock her ankles so her legs are as straight as possible.”
Abby is barely conscious with her injuries but still refuses to give up, and won’t stop flailing her entire body around.
“Your legs look delicious, especially your thighs, and we have guests coming over that we promised steak to.” I lick my lips.
This causes her to move more wildly.
“Don’t worry,” I coo and stroke her cheek like you would a lover, “we plan to kill you, but we want to take our time. We can’t hack at your legs. What do you think we are, senseless?” Cora asks, baffled.
Something like a groan escapes her mouth as she keeps moving around.
“Not us,” I agree, laughing dementedly.
The chainsaw is off, but I want to fuck with her, so I skate it over her toes to her pussy, making sure she feels the spikes nipping at her.
Shaking uncontrollably now, gooseflesh breaks out over her skin.
Taking the tip of the chainsaw, I wave it around her pussy, nicking her clit. Straight away, her head jolts up, and she lets out a sound that seems like a wail. With her dislocated jaw, it’s hard to tell.
Physically torturing her causes my dick to stiffen, forming a tent in pants.
Her grunts and silent crying don’t stop. I examine her empty eye sockets one last time, taking pleasure in the fond memory of when I plucked them out.
My breathing deepens as I grow more aroused.
“Are you ready?” Cora asks as she finishes strapping her ankles down.
Finding my clear glasses and securing them over my eyes, I hand a pair to Cora, and she throws hers on with anticipation.
Holding back the impulsivity, I delicately cut into the top of her thigh before putting all my weight into it. My teeth clench together in outright madness, a depraved laugh seeping out while sawing off her leg.
I get about halfway and back off as sweat runs down my forehead. My shoulders and arms are aching. Hacking and sawing through limbs can be really draining.
Blood is spewing everywhere, and I’m already covered in it. Abby has passed out from the immediate blood loss.
Cora leans over her body and clasps the back of my neck, pulling me into an erotic kiss and shoving her tongue down my throat before she licks the blood off my face.
Finishing the job, I sever her leg from her torso. Abby is officially dead.
“First problem solved, time to do the other one!” I shout out.
“At least this time it’ll be soundless.” Cora giggles like a lunatic.
Moving to the other side, I repeat the same process.
Blood flows freely down the chair and onto the floor, coating it, which is to be expected after severing the femoral artery.
Lying down the chainsaw against the wall, my breathing becomes rapid as a surge of energy races through me.
Cora fixes her eyes on mine, and I catch her mind rotating with debauched intentions.
She undresses leisurely, drenched in blood.
She crosses over and lowers herself into the middle of the puddle of blood with her legs in front of her, her palms slinking to the floor, and as they reach it, she extends her fingers.
Picking up her palms, she smears herself with the blood, adjusting her position and moving her legs apart, granting me full access to her wet pussy.
Raising one of her fingers, she wraps her plump lips around it, her eyes rolling in the back of her head as she sucks it clean all the way to the knuckle and back.
She’s just asking for depravity to happen.
Freeing my cock, she drags more blood over her lips.
My cock hardens even more at the sight of her; she looks like she came straight from hell.
Taking off my clothes, I walk over to where one of Abby’s legs is held in the chair and unbuckle the straps.
Picking it up and assessing the cart stocked full of supplies, I select a small, sharp hunting knife.
Then I walk back and stand in front of Cora, handing her the leg as blood drips out of it.
She takes it.
“Use her toes and play with yourself,” I tell her darkly.
Smiling malevolently with blood streaking her teeth, she spreads her legs open and, gripping the calf of the leg, strokes the toes over her pussy side to side. She moans in response.
“Rollover,” I growl at her, gesturing for her to hand me the leg.
Hearing the demand, she reacts instantly, as if by reflex.
Knowing exactly the position I prefer her in, she gets on all fours, lowering her head to the ground and lifting her ass in the air, both of her holes laid bare for me.
I drag the toes and top of the foot through the blood. Then, I take the foot in my hand, snap the big toe, and reach for the hunting knife. I proceed to cleanly slice the toe from the foot and drop the knife next to me.
Next, I dunk my hand in the blood and bring my finger to her pussy, swirling around her holes, making sure they are both fully coated.
I gradually sink the toe into her ass, moving it around as wet sounds fill the room. She moans with need, rocking herself into the toe, trying to fuck it, like the filthy whore she is.
As I continue to drive it in and out, I know she’s not going to last long.
Using my other hand, I move my thumb to her clit, pressing hard on it, and she fidgets in response to the contact.
Barely pulling herself up, she takes one of her hands and slams the toe further in her ass, pleasure coursing through her at the sensation.
My girl loves butt plugs.
“I know what you need,” I murmur to her.
“Fuck me hard, Jared. I want you to make it hurt.”
“Be careful what you wish for,” I reply huskily.
Lining up my cock with her pussy, I drive into her all the way.
She whimpers with pleasure and immediately pushes back into me.
“You fucking slut,” I grunt.
Clutching onto her hips, I dig my fingernails into them, moving faster as I pull all the way out and thrust back in, each time the toe moves in and out of her ass.
“I’m your slut. Only yours. I’m going to come, harder, harder!”
“Anything for you, doll, come with me.”
We speed up, in search of that high.
Cora cries out my name and comes all over my cock. I throw my head back, my dick swelling and filling her pussy with cum.
Smacking her ass hard with the toe still inside her, I force her to roll over.
I grin deviously at her. She's a complete psychopath. I bite my bottom lip, taking her sexy body in. I toss the leg and knife mindlessly over by the chair.
“We have to get to work on cleaning this room. Then we need to cut her legs into thick steaks to serve our guests.” Hunger stirs in my belly, and I wet my lips. Just picturing them eating human meat again, completely oblivious, is satisfying the darkness inside me.
“The bleach is in the closet,” I point over to where it is.
“Get to work. We don’t have time to waste. Do you have the Rohypnol pills?” I ask her, my tone sharp. This has to go perfectly.
“Of course, I think we should give them two each, so they black out,” Cora suggests.
“If there’s an option for more, we’ll always take it. Let’s hurry and clean up before AJ gives us shit.”
Cora swats her hand at me. “Yeah right, he’s so obsessed with this girl, if we run behind, he won’t even realize.”
“True.” I chuckle, shaking my head. “I’m looking forward to the plans he has for her.”