Page 92 of Savage Keepsakes

A grumbled sound comes from under me, and I slam my cock deep, the sharp scratch of her nails telling me she wants air. It makes my dick throb harder.

Pulling away from her, I glance down into her teary eyes. Drool pools on her cheeks and her puffy lips look so fucking delectable.

“Fuck me?” she asks.

I grin and wink at her. “Lay down on your stomach again,” I say.

Stroking my cock with her spit until she’s in position, I kneel behind her with my knees on the outside of her thighs.

I thrust into her and wrap her hair around my hand as her tight walls milk my cock. It’s much slower this way, but I’m able to be so damn deep.

“Such a good fucking girl,” I whisper into her neck, lowering myself closer to herjawline.

“Fuck me harder,” she responds.

“Greedy fucking whore.” I raise up on my knees, happy to oblige as I let go of her tresses and grip her shoulders.

“Play with your clit, make yourself come all over my cock,” I growl.

As she rubs her clit, I thrust into her while I hold on tightly. Her body quivers and when she snaps, it’s so fucking hot. Lucy’s pussy grips me tighter and screams out.

“Keep playing,” I grit out. Circling my hand on her throat, I lower until my mouth is next to her ear. “Come for me again, keep milking my cock.”

“Billy,” she gasps. I don’t stop until she’s clenching around me again.

“Just like that, Lou. Just like that.”

As her body trembles under me, I can’t resist the urge to thrust into her, filling her completely.

I lie against her, my breath coming in ragged gasps, until my cock slips out.

She gets up and walks out the door. When she returns, she nestles against my chest. Pulling the comforter snugly around us, I caress her hair, savouring the tender moment.

“I love you, darlin’,” I whisper.

“Billy, you make me so fuckinghappy. I love you.”

“Ladies, how’re we doing?” I ask as I walk into the barn, grabbing my mask and putting it over my face. The silence is deafening as I step into the room.

I wonder if they’ve stopped eating. It’s been a week, and they finally caved after a few days to eat parts of the brain and intestine.

The smell of decay has permeated the entire building, clinging to every surface and filling the air. It reminds me of the rotting corpse in the wheelbarrow.

Tonight seems as good as any to finish this. I’m bored with cleaning up after them. Abduction isn’t my scene, but I think I have enough to go off of for her story.

I much prefer to kill them, use what’s useful, and move on. I’ve sold off a lot of my inventory and only have a box of leather-bound notebooks left in the supply room.

Feels like the right time to stock up and get rid of these sluts.

I flip on the lights in the killing area and head over to the stall to peek in, undoing the locks. I’m disgusted by the mess.

All three of them are covered in dirt. The smell of piss coats the inside of my mask and I control my reflex to retch.

Chastity lies on her back with an arm covering her eyes, while the others huddle together as far from her as possible. Nikki angles her face up to mine, but she quickly looks away. The whore doesn’t look up, and I grip the knife in my hand as I walk into the stall.

“What’s the deal?”

“She’s dead. It’s your fucking fault,” Nikki screams.

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