I gripped the top of the hilt in just my thumb and first finger, letting the long blade hang down to settle slowly into her wide, deep navel. Rose’s doomed, dying struggle to survive drove the intensity for me, seeing and feeling her life slip away even as I pumped more toxic ejaculate into her. “Do it slut, PULL down and CUM!”
Rose could not stop her body from responding, at first crying out in pleasure, shaking on the bed with her juices gushing across my hand and the one finger fucking her tight cunt. I told Rose “Smile for me” and she did, her eyes teared up as I got close along-side her at the edge of the bed and she realized I was holding a large double edged knife. “I know that deep down your rational mind is full of horror at what has been happening, and yet you can’t stop wanting sex with me, can you?”
Rose’s voice caught, stammering a little before she could answer me.
