Posted by jennifer kilmey on November 24, 2000 at 17:42:26:
She squeals when she feels the first cold bite of it. Just the point at first, cold and cruel, about an inch and a half beneath her belly button. Only the first inch or so of blade in her, just a taste, but it gets her attention.
"Aaagh!" she screams, "Aaaughhah!" pulling harder on the belt, trying desperately to finish you off before...before... Oh God... too late! She feels the cold blade rip into her deep now, the blade is cold but the pain is so hot! So incredibly hot! Like a fire in her tummy, as you twist it around inside her.
Your face is contorted with pain, your blue eyes impossibly wide, your tongue protrudes from your gaping mouth, your teeth clench down on it 'till blood begind to gush over your chin and down the front of your throat. But your pain is nothing compared to that of the writhing beauty lapdancing on you. This poor broken girl you have impaled with your last ounce of strength.
You tumble onto your back. She lands on top of you and the force of the fall pushes the blade all the way home. You would scream if you could, for the point of the dagger has found your cock. Deep in the warm folds of this dying girl's torn belly the point pierces you all the way through. Death comes to you slowly. You grope under your back until you find her ankle and amazingly, you find the strength to pull her foot out from beneath you, srtaightening her knee, pulling hard with a last rush of desperation you turn your head to the side and try to focus your eyes on her lovely twitching toes. Pulling harder yet, forcing her foot towards your swollen, dying lips. There is an audible crunchy pop as the ball of her femur becomes dislocated from her pelvis. You hear her pitiful cry as her leg moves easily now, and you encircle her toes with your mouth, teeth clamping down hard on them. As everything fades to black, you leave behind a sobbing, trembling, broken girl who hasn't the strength to lift herself off the blade. She shakes violently, panting like a puppy. Her pretty toes clutch and release, and scrunch up again.
"Oh, Rom" she can barely whisper. "It... It Hu Hurtsss..." An understatement ,to be sure.
It takes her twenty minutes of slow, writhing agony before her loving heart gives up and she breathes her last.
When her parents get home the first thing they will see will be Jenny's pert round little bottom raised up in the air. They might think for a second they have caught their promiscuous daughter in the middle of a fuck, but Jenny's fucking days are all over, as they will realise as they see the blood. There is an awful lot of blood. I'm sure the white shag rug will be ruined.