Page 13 of Don't Look Back
By dinner, we’re ready to chloroform some bitches and take the boat out for some fun.
My gothic princess’s part was easy enough; lure Trey to the van under the guise of wanting to ‘apologize and set up a date’. Men are predictable; it’s ridiculous. Hint at a good time or show them a little boob and all sense leaves their body.
Daddy dearest was a different story. He was harder to take down, especially without causing a scene. It took a little more effort and some bloodshed to get him subdued. We did it though! With both men knocked out, gagged, and zip-tied in the van, we took off for the harbor once more in search of the houseboat.
I never truly appreciated the concept of a house you can zoom around in on the water. Until now, that is. It’s like a portable murder shed you can live in! Who doesn’t love that?! Being out on the water may bring Avery's soul peace, but it excites mine. Though most things do, to be honest! Well, most things involving murder, that is!
I not so gently tap Trey with my shoe as we set sail. Watching them sleep was boooooring! I wanted to be amused, and since they were our captives, it was their job to entertain me! Hegroans at my little love tap to the stomach. Such a drama queen. A thought pops into my head, handing the wheel over to Allie (after a brief how-to, of course), I kneel next to Trey.
“I wonder how much force it would take to snap your knee in half so you can kick yourself in the face. Hmm, let's find out!”
Turns out, it takes about thirty pounds to break a human kneecap in half. Easy enough! I weigh more than thirty pounds. Using my bodyweight, I lean into Trey’s now extended leg until I hear bones crack and ligaments snap. His teary-eyed wails fuel the bloodlust within me. Now this was more like it! I can’t help but laugh as I repeatedly smack the presumptuous ass in the face with his own foot. It was actually kind of therapeutic!
“My turn!”
My gothic little princess shouts above the crashing waves the motor makes. There was a darkness in her eyes that made even me shiver.
Hey, if my girl wants to torture a man with me, then who am I to refuse her?
I take over steering the boat for a while, occasionally turning to watch Allie at work. She’s yelling obscenities so foul it would make our lord and savior satan blush; all while violently beating him with the exact sparkly rainbow dildo sword Avery fucked her with last night. Be still, my heart. I don’t think I have ever seen anything in my little doll life more beautiful than this exact moment.
Scrambling to put the houseboat on autopilot, I grab my porcelain doll form and race to where Allie’s standing over a bleeding and bruised Trey, panting with exhaustion. I grab her mouth and bring her lips to mine in a searing kiss. By the timewe pull away, our lips are swollen and our captives completely forgotten.
For a moment at least.
Giving Trey one more tap with my boot, I grab his hair and force his head backward until he has no choice but to look up at me.
“Now watch as I fuck this beautiful pussy, knowing you’ll never get to experience it yourself. Every pant, moan, and scream she makes - I will own. Not you.”
Allie’s pupils are blown when I look over at her, and I can’t help but enjoy the effect my words have on her.
“Take your clothes off, princess. I want him to see everything he’s missing.”
She complies instantly, stripping slowly, giving me a show.. I peel my clothes from my body and take her in her form. Soaking in every inch of her perfect body. I circle her and come up behind her. I run my hands along her body, stopping to squeeze her perked nipples on my way.
“This is mine.”
I trail my hands lower towards her center before cupping her with my palm.
“And this is mine.”
Bringing one hand up, I wrap it around Allie’s throat. I can feel her pulse beneath my fingertips, speeding up with each intake of breath.
“And this is also mine.”
Using my free hand, I pull out my nifty pocket knife and run it down her sternum, from her collarbone to just below her breasts. The knife splits skin and leaves blood dripping in its wake. Allie shivers in pleasure, moaning and melting into my arms. She likes the pain. Craves it even. Avery went soft on her last night. I won't make that mistake. Moving the hand wrapped around her throat, I dip my hand into her cuts, scooping up some of the blood. I bring my fingertips to her mouth first and then my own.
“Lick,” I tell her - and she obeys.
A demonic little purr rises in my chest.
“Such a good girl. So obedient. So pliant.”
I run my blood-soaked fingers over her clit, using the blood as extra lubricant. Allie squirms in my arms, panting and begging for more. Taking the dick sword from her, I insert one end into my own core before doing the same to her.
“Fuck, yes, please!” Allie exclaims as she grinds herself further onto the toy.
I fuck her hard and fast right there on the boat, just the way I know she needs. Trey's face is so red it’s almost purple, but he can’t seem to look away. Good. I don’t want him to. I want him to watch every single thing I do. I want him to see me own what he’s always wanted. What he felt so entitled to. I want him to see the way, not just her body responds to me, but the way her heart does too. AllieCat seems to have a bit of exhibitionism in her. That or sadism, because she’s enjoying having him watch as well. I can feel it.
