Violent Things

“I have no doubts about that, babe,” I replied with a laugh as his body slid slowly down my legs. “But make sure he’s still alive when you do it.”

With a nod, she took a deep breath, gripped the base of his cock again and went back to gnawing and gnashing at the hole she had been attempting to tear into his flimsy cock.

Hollis was hellbent on ripping his cock in half and I don’t think I had ever felt so goddamn proud of my pretty girl than I did watching her try.

“Take your time, pretty girl. He’s not going anywhere,” I reminded her with a chuckle.

Hollis turned her eyes up toward me for a moment, before she went back to the task she had given herself, but no matter how hard she tried, she wasn’t able to do much more than tear holes in the tough skin.

“Here,” I said, pulling the knife out of his throat, and smacking the side of his head when he made a pathetic gurgling noise. “This might help.”

“I can do it,” she insisted stubbornly as she sat up and waved the knife away. “Just give me a minute.”

I sat down next to him, letting his body flop backwards, and raised my knees. I draped my arms over them as Hollis continued on her quest.

She was beginning to sound feral and I knew what was coming next. Either she was going to rip the fucking thing off with her teeth, or I was going to be in for a long night of her feeling like she couldn’t do anything right.

Hollis moved her hands to tuck them underneath his thighs, bit down as hard as she could, and began to yank violently.

Blood squirted everywhere.

She had managed to sever the thick vein that ran the length of his shaft, and as she ground her teeth down a little harder, I could tell she was getting there.

Clearing my throat, I reached down to unzip my jeans and pulled my hard cock out through the fly of my boxers. Quickly, I spit into the palm of my hand and tugged on my dick as Hollis’ growls turned into grunts of effort.

“Come on, pretty girl, you can do it,” I encouraged as a bated breath escaped me.

She bore down as hard as she could, then with the effort of the world, she pulled back as violently as she could until she fell backward, half of Jensen’s dick dangling from her mouth.

She let out a laugh as she pulled it free from her lips and tossed it aside, “I told you I could do it.”

I kept stroking myself as I dropped my knees, moving closer to my beautiful creature, and moved to hover over her.

“I’m so proud of you, pretty girl,” I whispered as I pressed my hard cock against her. I pushed her hair out of her face, then pressed my lips hungrily against hers.

“I ruined the lingerie you bought me,” she stated in her melancholy way when I pulled my mouth off hers. Hollis looked so goddamn sad, that I did the only thing I knew I could do in that moment that would make her feel better.

I pushed up the hem of the lingerie, then moved her panties aside, before I sat back and pulled my jeans and briefs off.

Hollis never liked to admit it, but I knew she always felt the most beautiful when I was inside her and she needed to realize that there was nothing wrong with her.

There never was.

And I was going to prove it to her.