Steampunk Harlots - Chapter 06 - Sex Stories

Steampunk Harlots - Chapter 06

... grabbing her breast as soon as she was close enough. Hannah gasped in a false pleasure, knowing the only way to get all the girls safe from them would be to do as he said and show them what she was good at.

“I am very good at a giving a good hard ramming,” Hannah uttered in a hushed seductive voice leaning in for a kiss.

The sergeant leant in, savouring the taste to come when he had to ask. “Giving?”

Hannah smiled a wicked smile devoid of seduction as she ripped the bayonet from its scabbard at his belt and rammed it into his throat right under his chin. The long metal blade pierced right through the other side at the base of his skull severing the spinal column. While still getting blood, his brain only had fourteen seconds before it died. Hannah crouched and rammed her shoulder into his chest to push him backwards as she reached for the revolver at his belt.

He stumbled back helpless to watch as his gun was used to fire two rounds into his squad-mate and friend, who had been standing at the door the red-haired woman had entered. So numb he was confused about what was happening. Why couldn't he move? Why didn't the woman just do what she was told? Was that another gunshot? Where did it come from? Why was the room getting so dark?

Slamming his body against the opposite door guard, Hannah had him pinned long enough for her to fire two more rounds over the chair Emma was sitting in to fell the soldier who was still too stunned to have gone for his weapon. The ...

... sergeant, slouching slightly as his body went limp like a doll before it died, allowed the pinned guard to reach out and grab Hannah by the wrist holding the revolver, causing her to fire a round into the ceiling.

With her free hand, Hannah struck him in the nose quickly and pulled his helmet down over his face to the sound of another gunshot going off somewhere else. Then she gripped the helmet with her palm and slammed it into the glass window, cracking it.

Letting go of her wrist gave Hannah the chance to reach over the body to put the muzzle of the pistol under the helmet and fire. Instantly his struggle stopped as the glass shattered, and all around the hole in the window was blood.

Dropping to the ground, Hannah dashed over to where the body had fallen behind Emma and picked up the rifle. Down the starboard side hall to the back of the ship, Hannah sighted her aim firing the moment she saw a grey figure move. The massive boom from the rifle resonated throughout the ship as it sent a round down the corridor. The shot hit the corner blasting into a small cloud of fire. The rifle had been loaded with Ember 'immolator' rounds. Skipping any inklings of being impressed by the expensive ammunition, Hannah rapidly worked the bolt action to chamber another round. Movement and the sound of a door opening behind her, Hannah whipped around to aim, mindful that Easy may have decided to come in. Instead, Ving stood covering in the doorway, holding a pistol of her own.

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