Club Fatale, Pt. 8 - Sex Stories

Club Fatale, Pt. 8

... the corpse started to tighten on my cock. I stared into Viv’s lifeless eyes as I plowed into her -- it -- as fast as I could, determined to get off before the dead flesh lost all semblance of life. I neared the edge and pounded the corpse desperately; watched the head quiver back and forth. Seconds later, I pulled out and sprayed my seed all over Viv’s severed head. Moving closer, I pressed the head of my cock to Viv’s dead lips and deposited the last few drops of semen on her tongue. Chapter Seventeen – By Blade and Cock The private chamber in the Blue Room was decorated all in white, as was its occupant. The blade of my knife caressed Olivia’s slender neck. It was a long, heavy dirk I had appropriated from Angelique. I let it drift slowly down to her chest. Nearly of its own volition, it slit open the front of her dress. One by one, it cut the laces of her white corset. A magnificent bosom was revealed to me for the first (and final) time. I gripped a tit; squeezed and kneaded. “Tell me what you want from me,” I demanded. “Take me. Take me the way you dream of, Evan,” Olivia said. “Love me, fuck me, rape me, snuff me. Whatever you do to me, let it be what you wish to do to me.” She caressed my cheek, so softly, so lovingly. “Do me the way I inspire you to. Tell me, please, Evan, please! What do I inspire in you?” “Overriding, sexual passion, my love,” I said. “I’ll have you that way, strong and passionate. Then I’ll end you the same.” “Take me as you did the brunette -- ...

... with honor, my lord.” “Lie down and spread your legs, Olivia.” She did as I ordered. I threw the dirk beside her on the bed. I fell upon her, grabbed at her bosom and entered her. I fucked her with wild, passionate abandon, squeezing her breasts and feeling her from the inside. I moved atop her like an animal, controlling and possessing. All the while, I waited for the right moment to strike. But it never came. Turning her onto her side and pounding hard, I pressed her face to the dirk. “You see, baby, It waits for you! It waits to take you!” I fucked her sideways on the bed. Changing position, I knelt on the bed and pulled Olivia onto me, entering her deeply. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Our flesh slapped together as I took her as deeply as I had ever taken a woman. My arousal was growing to uncontrollable levels. “Oh, fucking god! Take me! Take me!” she screamed. It was time, my mind told me. “You want to be taken? YOU WANT TO BE TAKEN, YOU FUCKING CUNT?!” I screamed back. “Yes! God, yes!” Snatching up the long blade, I pressed it to Olivia’s neck and cut deep, opening her from ear to ear. Blood spurted onto my chest and splashed down, staining her immaculate white dress a deep, dark crimson. She gurgled, agonized. She writhed in her death throes, so sexually, beneath me. She tried to scream, but no sound came from her severed windpipe. I snatched at Olivia’s wrists and held them as she tried to reach her torn throat. I moved inside of her, now, slowly but firmly. Taking her fully ...