[-✘✘✘-] ;; Things were just getting better and better in front of his eyes. She was actually loving every bit of it and offered him something no sane person would’ve. Complete control. Ready to slave around for him. Though it disgusted him that she grabbed at the foot that kicked her and gave her yet another one of those she seemed to enjoy so much. Wether or not he could use a toy for his sadistic needs and maybe even test out some of his knives. He still turned around and walked off, but stopped just a few steps in before turning back at her. With a malicious smirk on his lips he faced the struck down girl and squatted. Gesturing at her to come closer with his index finger.
“A’igh, crawl fa m’. Fuckin’ mutt."
ღ·¨·¨❝悲しみと憎しみ❞
Again she was pushed away, and it left her feeling empty and unwanted. Were her words not enough to entice him to keep her around? Or perhaps he already had a pet and merely indulged in her for his own sick amusement; both sent her reeling with annoyance and it was plainly written on her face.
Even when he turned around and then returned, crouching before her and then giving a ‘come hither’ motion with his finger and with his words a chord was struck at the back of her mind. Weakly her palms pressed on either side of her, and she willed her body forward. And oh, it did hurt, she could feel her labia rub against her injured clit, forcing gasps of pain from her, all the while her breasts soaked in green, dribbling on the concrete below.
Each huff expelled a strange white mist from her fanged jaws,
coupled with her saliva that looked white and fairly sticky. And
just when she made it to him, her chest felt tight and it burned –
the anticipation was killing her.