Page 25 of Exsanguination


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When I am down far enough that he thinks he is going to get a blow job, I begin salaciously licking the hilt of the blade. He watches with sheer confusion on his face. Until seconds later when the hilt violates his asshole and has him screaming out. I only shove it in about three inches before I scramble back on top of him.

Only this time, I am backward. I angle my hips and he grabs ahold of them as I sheath his cock with my pussy. Mm… this dick feels like home.

“Now Victor. We are in quite a unique situation here. See, with where the blade is resting, one of your poor balls might get injured.”

“Ginger,” he growls my name and I simply tsk at him before sliding up his cock and slamming back down.

“No baby, this is my rodeo. This time, you have no choice. You have to just lay there and take it.”

He doesn’t say a thing as I begin rocking my hips. Bringing them up and down then forwards and backward. His balls rub against my clit, making me shudder. But my eyes are transfixed on the blade. Or rather the missing hilt. Reaching down, I pinch the blade and pull a little. Victor’s legs go stiff.

I pull until it almost comes out and then slowly press it back in while still fucking myself on his dick. His right leg begins to uncontrollably shake and his balls tighten. Oh, you like that.

Uncaring about getting cut. I grab the blade hard and pull it out of him, before shoving two bloody fingers in its place. I ride his dick hard and pump him with my fingers and in seconds I feel warmth spread through me as he comes hard.

The second I slow, he changes our position enough to have me on my hands and knees with him behind me. My vagina is still perfectly filled with cum-coated cock. I brace myself on my hands when the crack of a hand meets my ass.

“Oh fuck!”

I don’t know if it’s a good ‘oh fuck’ or a shocked one, but with how I am fighting against begging for another, I’ll go with good.

I really hadn’t expected our next rounds to be so violent.

I mean… I had hoped, but you don’t always get what you wish for.

Self Serve

Victor

When my hand connected with her ass and she mewled, I thought I would come again.

Two. Three. Four more times I spanked her ass. Watching my handprint that was left behind. Feeling her pussy clamp down on me and hearing her cry out. I ran my hand down her back until I reached the two little braided strands of her hair. Clutching them together tightly, I pulled hard and rammed into her.

“Oh fuck yes!” She called out. But that’s not what I wanted to hear.

Five. This one echoed through the room and made her jump a little.

I rammed into her pussy harder and harder, pulling back more and more on her hair until she was forced to come off her hands. Still, I pulled and fucked her hard.

Finally, her back met my chest and I released her hair. One of my hands was instantly filled with her breast, where I kneaded and pinched. The other wrapped around her neck. Tight enough to hold her in place but not too tight as to make her pass out.

I leaned down and whispered in her ear. “Who am I?” Slamming my dick into her as a punctuation.

She moaned but gave me an answer in a confused voice. “My daddy?”

My head thumped against hers, and my movements stopped for a second while I laughed. “While I’m not opposed to the nickname, little snap, I was hoping to hear you call out my name when you came on my dick.”

“Oh!” I use the exclamation to get back in the rhythm and slam into her again. This time, I go faster. Chasing the release she so desperately needs. And when her walls begin to flutter and pull against my dick, I hear her call my name. The sound of it has me filling her as I sunk my fangs into her shoulder.

She cries out and bucks against me, which only serves to intensify the situation for us both. I feel like I can’t stop coming, and she screams again as the sound of her squirting onto the wooden floor fills my ears.

When we finally come down, I pick her up. This time I allow my cock to fall out of her as I carry her to the bed. Her eyes droop, and I trip a little. Most likely all the torture. And stabbing. And fucking.

Yeah, I think we could both go for a nap before we try tackling the rest of this clusterfuck.

I lay her on the bed and crawl on behind her. Holding her against my chest and letting myself float away on a cloud, using her soft snores as my lullaby.

Carefully, I untangle myself from her grip and head to the bathroom. I’m only gone for seconds, but it’s just enough time for Ginger to sprawl out. She is lying on her belly, with her glorious ass in the air. Add to that, her limbs are all spread wide and my view on entering her room again is fucking mouthwatering.

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