Jealous Rage


Posted by romantic on January 09, 2001 at 18:09:32:

Rom can't take his eyes off the pure white soles of Jenny's bare feet as she kneels before Jeff, sucking his cock. He is moaning, sucked to ecstasy. Jenny releases him from her mouth and then does the inexcuseable; she bends down and kisses his feet. Rom can't restrain himself any longer. He dashes from the closet, grabs his and Jenny's favorite plaything from the bedside table. He slashes Jeffrey's throat, then sticks the dagger up under his sternum. He throws the shocked, gurgling naked man to the floor and watches his body jerk a few times, then die and lie still. He picks Jenny up off the floor by her hair, grabs her around the throat and throws her on the bed -- "No dagger for you, whore!" he screams. "No silk stocking, no soft bathrobe belt. I want to FEEL you die in my bare hands!"
He begins to squeeze in earnest. He and Jenny have played this game before but always for thrill, always for orgasmic excitement. Suddenly she realizes that this time he will squeeze all the life from her. She gazes terrified into his eyes unable to speak but letting the little-girl sadness of her sweet blue eyes beg for her life. But she knows from his glare, it's no use. She opens her legs wide, begging him in another way. With his hands still crushing her throat, he slides his cock inside her. Suddenly her terror mixes with a suureal calm. She feels him moving in her as she feels his hands bear down to finish her. His arms are locked and he looms above her, her head and lungs are ready to explode, her orgasm also begins to explode at the same moment. She rocks back and forth, struggling for air, trying to push him off, but he is too strong. She wraps her legs around him and squeezes his ass with her toes. He loves this and knows what will happen in a moment when he finishes her. They have rehearsed it a thousand times and neither ever thought to really become killer or victim. But it was bad enough watching his beloved lick another man's penis; to see her kiss his feet made him murderously insane. Jenny knows she will die momentarily, but first great waves of orgasm rock her body, she has control of nothing. Her mouth and eyes are open wide and she would scream Rom's name if she could. He'd like to snap her neck, but he'd rather she die slowly. He keeps pressing. Finally, he hears a minute "ack...ack...ack..." and feels Jenny's toes release their grip on his ass. He feels the warm soles of her feet slide down his legs and come to rest against his heels. He looks down into the wide eyes of his beautiful Jenny's dead body. He looks over his shoulder at her precious feet lying still beside his. The most beautiful sights he has ever seen. With a lionine bellow and a few more viscious thrusts, he comes in her corpse.
He falls to his knees at the foot of the bed and kisses Jenny's dead feet. He looks over at Jeffrey's corpse, sprawled spread-eagle on its back, his toes pointed at the ceiling and thinks -- what a lucky man; the last thing he felt was Jenny's lips wrapped around his dick.
He pulls Jenny's feet against his face and stains them with his tears.