Page 94 of Tico

Ashley frantically shakes her head, tears streaming down her cheeks, as Ember approaches. “Please, I’ll do anything. I won’t touch Tico again. I won’t breathe a word of any of this to anyone. I’ll leave town, just please, let me go.”

Ember ignores her as she cuts off Ashley’s bra and panties. She makes quick work of putting the metal claw bra on her and then shoves the metal dildo inside of her before securing it, and the vibrating dildo insert, to her waist. As I watch her, I realize she must have practiced how to do everything with Levi and Sasha while we were in Forest Creek.

Within a few minutes, everyone is suited up and Ember stands beside me with Ashley’s controller and me with Drone’s.

I give the signal and screams rip out of them, bouncing off the walls as their insides are torn to shreds.

Once they’re showing signs of their lives almost coming to an end, I give the signal and everyone turns off their switches. Ember picks up the knife she used before and steps behind Ashley.

“You will no longer help kidnap women off our streets,” she says before slitting her throat. Then she steps around in front of Drone and her lips curl as she looks down at his half-severed cock. She sets down her knife and picks up the mini-guillotine.

“You four sick fucks will never rape another innocent again,” she says before systematically chopping all four of their dicks off.

Taco, Daemon, Cobra and I step up behind them and when Ember is out of the way, we slit their throats. Chief goes one by one and gives a curt nod when he confirms that each of them is gone.

I cross the room, putting my knife on the table to be cleaned and rip off my gloves, throwing them down on the plastic. Ember does the same while I turn to Psycho. He gives me chin lift, letting me know he’ll take care of the bodies. I turn, planning to help clean up like I usually do, but Taco shakes his head.

“We got this tonight, Prez. You and Queenie go clean up.”

I give him a chin lift and snag Ember’s hand, bringing her over to the side of the wall where Gorgon is prepping our boot cleaner. I dip the bottoms of my boots in the cleaner, wait a fewseconds, and repeat with the other one. Later, I’ll scrub down the rest of my boots to make sure I get all the bodily fluids off, but for now, this works. Ember does the same with her boots.

As we head outside, those that didn’t participate tonight, clasp Ember on the shoulder as she passes, telling her various versions of ‘Good job, Queenie’.

She dips her chin in response, but I can see the somber part of what we just did settling over her. I wait until we’re back in our room and then turn the shower on before turning towards her.

“Are you okay?”

She hesitates for a moment but then she nods. “Yeah, I am, and I think that’s the part that’s tripping me up. A person outside of this life would probably be absolutely horrified by what we’ve just done, but the way I see it, four rapists and an accomplice are no longer kidnapping innocents off the streets.”

I hesitate, but I have to ask. “And Jerry?”

She frowns but nods as she unpins and starts unbraiding her hair.

“Surprisingly, his words severed the last remaining hope that somewhere deep inside him, he saw us as his kids, but he didn’t. He never did. All he saw was price tags. So, no, I don’t feel any guilt for doing what we did to him.”

We both finish stripping and bagging up our clothes before stepping in under the water.

Ember turns and starts washing her hair. Stepping forward, I gently push her hands out of the way and start working my hands through her hair, getting it all wet. Turning her around I squirt some of her shampoo into my hands, working it into her hair. She moans as my fingers massage her scalp and fuck if that doesn’t perk my dick up, going from half hard to fully hard damn near instantly. Turning her around, her eyes are dark with desire as I rinse out her hair and then repeat the process with her conditioner.

When all the soap is out of her hair, we switch spots and I wash my hair. Then the little minx teases me as she soaps up her body with bodywash, playing with her nipples and rubbing her hands slowly along her skin.

“Ember,” I warn but she just smiles knowingly at me.

Grasping her hips, I lift her, placing her under the water as I quickly wash my body, but then I slow down, teasing her just like she teased me. Her eyes darken even further when I grasp my cock, stroking it slowly.

As soon as she’s done, she grabs me, switching positions and the second the soap is gone, she sinks to her knees in front of me.

“Chingar(Fuck), Ember!” I shout as she takes me into her mouth. She grips my thighs and looks up at me, silently begging me to fuck her face. Threading my fingers through her hair, I pull her hair out of the way and thrust in and out of her face.

“Play with that pretty pussy, Vicious. Get it nice and wet for me.”

She moans as she slips her fingers inside of her pussy and her eyes start to close, but I can’t have that. I need her emerald-green eyes on me.

“Eyes on me, Vicious.”

Her eyes snap open obediently and I hum in approval.

“Good girl,” I tell her, having already discovered her praise kink. Sure enough, her pupils dilate further and her hand starts moving faster as she finger fucks herself.