Page 50 of Hollow Hellion

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“Three.”

As soon as the strap is loose, I rip my arm free but keep her held around the neck while I sit up and swivel my body. When Istep down off the surgeon’s table, I walk her backward until she is at the end of it. I forcefully bend her over, slamming her down against it with my hand on the back of her neck.

“Hellion...” she pants out, her tone laced with fear and panic.

Unable to hold back any longer, the entire situation getting me hard again, I reach down, grabbing my heavy shaft before slipping back inside her cum-filled pussy with one forceful stroke. She shrieks, rising to her tiptoes. I grab the top of her hair, lifting her head, forcing her up on her elbows. As I start to give her slow, hard thrusts, my eyes grow heavy, watching my cock being swallowed whole by her wet cunt repeatedly.

Her moans grow louder, becoming lost in the pleasure, but as soon as movement from across the room catches my attention, my eyes flicker in that direction, seeing him attempting to stand.

When she sees him getting to his feet as well, her breathing grows frantic. I let him watch me fuck her for a few seconds, his eyes wide with confusion, before I dig into my jeans pocket, retrieving my knife.

He assesses his surroundings, looking for something to free himself with, and I make Dolly stand by her hair, her back slamming against my front with a slap, a hiss pulling from her lips. As I wrap my palm around the front of her throat, holding her close to me, I tilt my head down, running my nose up the side of her cheek with a growl. A shudder runs through her, her pussy gripping around my dick.

I flick out my blade and force her to hold it in her hand before whispering in her ear, “Kill him.”

“What?”

“Fucking kill him,” I repeat, more strongly this time.

Noir’s shaky fingers compress around my knife as I raise my head, and we both observe the guy backing himself against one of the units, trying to reach for a tool.

“But what if I miss?” she whispers, her voice breaking with uncertainty.

“Then you miss, and we’re fucked,” I lie. There’s no way this motherfucker is killing either of us while I’m in the room, but I know my Dolly loves the fear I instill in her. She loves living life on the periphery of horror just as much as I do. We’re made for one another. She is my twin fucking flame.

With each passing second, her pussy gets wetter around me, our cum dripping down my balls, and her breaths grow heavier. As he starts to free himself, I gaze down at her terrified side profile.

“What are you waiting for? Fucking do it. You’re part of us now.”

As soon as his hands are free, he smiles widely, and I raise an eyebrow just as Noir's arm lifts. His face falls, and she pulls her hand back, releasing and launching the knife. With a nauseating thump, it inserts in his chest, piercing his heart.

I grin as he slumps against the wall, slowly descending until he's on the floor. I know I’ve now pissed-off a client, but that was fucking worth it. I look down at Dolly, then snatch her cheeks, forcing her to gaze into my feral eyes. Hers are wide with shock, and I glance at her lips before dipping my head, slipping my tongue into her mouth. She welcomes it, her body melting against mine instantly.

We devour each other's mouths for a while until my dick grows rock-hard inside her again. Grabbing her hair, I force her back down onto the table. My breath becomes ragged, my inner beast raging within me.

“Stay,” I growl the demand.

I reach for a small tool trolley to my right, dragging it over toward me. Opening one of the compartments, I retrieve barbed wire, the metal glinting against the dim light. Taking her arm, I wrap the wire tightly around it before binding it to the other, securing both behind her back. As the wire bites into her skin, she winces, blood oozing from the fresh wounds instantly, but she doesn't stop me, of course. Noir is a fucking masochist, relishing the pain her sadist brings.

“I'm going to make sure you feel the full force of suffering and bliss, Dolly,” I promise. “After tonight, you'll never be the same girl you once were. You'll crave my sadism, begging for me to hurt you in unimaginable ways, whenever your body or mind needs it and I’ll gladly deliver every single fucking time.”

As soon as I finish, I withdraw my drenched cock from her pussy and flip her onto her back. A scream rips from her throat, but I continue to manhandle her, enjoying her pain, her agonizing screams, wanting to hurt her more with each passing second. I drag her closer by the tops of her thighs until her ass is hanging off the edge. Reaching up, I grab the chains and pull them down, wrapping them behind each of her knees before linking them back up, forcing her legs to sit high and wide for me.

My greedy eyes wander over her, blood now spilling onto the cold metal of the surgeon's table. Her body is placed perfectly for me to do as I please, with no hesitation and little room for resistance. She is in an extremely dangerous position, giving me full power over her. My sick mind swirls with possibilities and scenarios, driving me insane.

I move my hands down her spread inner thighs, and she peers down at me through heavy-lidded eyes. Lowering myself into a crouch, my gaze fixes on her glistening cunt. I press my tongueagainst her asshole, licking up to her pussy hole before taking a bite at her clit. She cries out, her legs tensing, but I don't relent. I suck and nibble roughly, drawing all kinds of sounds from her little body.

At the same time I press my fingers into her pussy, getting them doused before easing them into her ass. She clenches, but I continue until they're knuckle-deep. Thrusting them in and out, I eat her out, then slide two fingers into her cunt. I fuck both her holes simultaneously until she gives me an orgasm, but I don't stop. Each time she comes for me, I add another two fingers into her pussy. Her fluids drip down my hand and wrist as I give her swollen clit no fucking respite.

Her body responds to my touch, yearning for exactly what I'm giving her. With four fingers buried in her pussy, I rip the other two out of her ass and lower my tongue. It flicks over her pulsing, puckered hole before I give a sharp spit. Slowly, I stand, my eyes crawling over her sweat-dampened body. Her tits heave, her face a perfect picture of satisfaction, eyes closed in blissfulness.

I reach over and grab her cheeks, forcing her eyes open.

“Keep your fucking eyes on mine, Little Dolly. Watch what I do to you and how much you turn me the fuck on.” I demand.

When she looks at me, darkness stirring in her gaze, my palm moves down her throat, between her breasts, and over her stomach. My eyes drink in every inch of her as I reach for my throbbing cock. Centring the tip on her asshole, I press forward and immediately, her body strains to take me. A cry gradually escapes her throat, but it only fuels my sadistic mind. I don't stop for a second, stretching her little asshole out to the fullest until her tight pink ring is gripping the base of my cock.

The warmth and feel of her around me is so fucking good that I waste no time. I don't let her adjust; I just drag back and plunge straight into her with full force. The more she screams in pain, the rougher I become, inching my way deeper and deeper. My fingers plunge into her sloppy pussy simultaneously. The symphony of her cries, my cock slamming into her ass, and the shameful sounds of her wetness echo through the room like a tune that will burn into my mind forever.