Revenge is as Sweet as You

"Alright, Frankie," I hummed, "There he is."

I stroked Frank's shoulders as we stared down at our target. This house held the man who ordered the hit on Frank's family.

Cori stomps up the hill to our position. "Nightmare has him getting a glass of warm milk."

Frank stood up but Cori grabbed his arm. "Before we do anything too… murdery, perhaps we should reward the one who brought us here."

Frank glanced back at me and smiled. I smiled back sweetly at my men. Cori took my hand and helped me to my feet. The three of us walked down the hill to the ridiculously large mansion. The house built on bodies.

Cori easily hacked the security system, opening the side door for us with a joking bow.

I grabbed his arm and nuzzled my face into his bicep. Frank grabs our coward by the back of his neck, slamming his face into the kitchen counter. He slumped down into a dazed pile on the floor.

I stared into the man’s fear-filled eyes as he looked up at us. Frank took out his pocket knife sauntering back over to me. He cut each button of my shirt with skill. I leaned into him putting my full trust in Frank. The knife quickly flitted away from me, down the man’s chest, leaving a large gash. With blood still on the knife, Frank carefully circled my free nipples with the tip of the blade. My man, a master artist and I merely his canvas.

Cori held a firm grasp on my wrists, pushing my chest toward Frank even more. “I can’t even imagine how wet you are right now, baby. Can you?” he asked the man.

With a burst of confidence, he tried to skitter away like a rat, but the blood on the floor made him fall clumsily.

Frank knelt before me and began cutting up the length of my jeans. Blood dripped and smeared on my legs. I trembled with excitement at the feeling of the warm liquid.

Cori released me for a moment to deal with our prey. I could hardly pay attention to the puppeteering Cori engaged in. Frank, still kneeling in front of me, grabbed my leg and threw it over his shoulder. With one strong hand on my still standing leg, he held me steady. He inched back until my cunt was on full display for them.

“That’s right, fucker,” Frank spat, “You with your pathetic life here on your pedestal. You have no idea what it’s like to have a cunt like this at your disposal. You’d love a taste, wouldn’t you?” 

I saw the slightest nod before Cori pushed him forward. My man held him inches from my cunt. Cori’s hand firmly planted over his mouth. “Only ours to enjoy,” he growled. Core threw the man back into the kitchen cabinets. He began devouring me as if he had never had a meal in his whole life. I nearly fell over with pleasure, but Frank’s body placement made tumbling over an impossibility. Frank’s shoulders moved as he drew his gun. The shot that rang out made me shudder. Screams from the man filled the air, covering my moans. An orgasm coursed through me, taking my breath away. Cori backed away with a satisfied grin. I peered down at the man. The gunshot tore through his knee, leaving no possibility of him trying to run again.

A devilish twinkled sparkled in Cori’s eyes, “I wonder...” he trailed off before disappearing upstairs.

Frank took the time to beat the crap out of the coward quivering on the floor. I peeked into the guy’s fridge, grabbing a soda before hopping onto the kitchen island to watch the show. The cool marble felt amazing against my hot cunt.

Eventually, Cori came back with a strap-on held high above his head in victory. “I knew this bitch would have one!” he declared.

Frank stepped back, allowing Cori to grab the meat and sling him anywhere he wanted. Frank opened his arms to me; I wrapped myself around his waist, his hands caressing my bare ass. We watched Cori as he forced the man onto his fancy dining room table before disrobing him personally. The man’s cock stood at attention, straining after watching our performance. My heart rate quickened with anticipation.

Cori took the man’s cock in his hands, gripping it tight to give the bastard not an ounce of pleasure. Cori scoffed, “You like this shit, don’t you?” The man let out a reluctant moan. Cori twisted his cock down toward his asshole and strapped the toy over him. “Claim your steed, my lady,” he joked, presenting the man to me.

Frank carried me over to the table, helping me stand on the sturdy wood. The only good thing about being rich is not skipping on the value. After the beating Frank gave the man, his face looked more like Uriel from When Evil Lurks. “Frankie, help me turn around.”

“You that fugly, she don’t even want to look at you, you fucking squib,” Corie spat at the man.

Frank climbed up on the table to help me position myself over the toy. Frank helped steady me as I sank down on the toy. He stayed standing with a small smirk on his face. I knew exactly what he was thinking. When I was fully seated, I began working on his pant button and zipper.

“Baby,” Cori moaned, “I can already see you creaming around that toy. Bet this piece of shit wishes it was his.”

“Never in an infinity lifetimes,” I dismissed before going to work sucking Frank’s cock. I watched his eyes roll back as he moaned, his back bending a bit.

I blocked out the sounds Cori made the man vocalize as he tore into him. Blood splattered against my back. Cori came into view briefly, using his shirt to remove the blood from his mouth. Frank pulled his gun out again, waiting for Cori to cover my ears before shooting the dead weight under me.

Cori ripped the man out from underneath me. I don’t know when he unhooked him from the strap-on, and, like a table trick, he made the man disappear without moving the dildo inside me. Frank pulled me off his cock, pushing me down onto the table that was now soaked in blood. It gets on me like I’m floating in a swimming pool. Cori easily swings me around by my ankles until my cunt faces his now-freed cock. He bites one of the straps of the strap-on and pulls it out of me gently. Frank, now entirely naked, kneels beside my head and lazily watches as I suck his cock greedily. Cori’s cock teases my slit for only a moment before he’s pushing inside me. I moan around Frank’s cock, my whole body lighting up with pleasure. 

I grip Frank’s thigh, bringing him closer to me. Cori’s hands on my hips try to keep me still, but the blood has made my body slick. Still, Frank doesn’t let that stop him. He leans down and takes my mouth for his own. His tongue strokes mine gently, lovingly. Almost as if to say everything will be okay as if I need that assurance. 

“God, I’m a fucking simp,” Cori groaned before I felt his seed spill into me.  

“I counted four orgasms you gave her in that… two minutes,” Frank teases, “I don’t think she’s upset.” 

I shook my head vigorously. 

I sprang forward to hold Cori. He kissed me, claiming my mouth to tongue fuck me. He gives me love bites all around my neck. Frank positions himself behind my kneeling body. My knees on the edge of the table were the perfect invitation. Frank pushes inside of me and groans, “Fuck!, is she never not tight?” 

“I don’t think so, no,” Cori said.  

I moaned lewdly, begging Cori with my eyes to make the pleasure stop and make it more intense all at the same time. 

Like magic, he makes a vibe appear. My clit is attacked by the massive vibrations as he leans forward, making me collapse along his shoulders. He watches as Frank plows into me, causing orgasm after orgasm, the vibe on my clit sending me into steady convulsions.

“Shit!” Frank exclaims as his cum fills me.

I’m left with shaking legs and blood covering my body.

“I need a bath,” I giggled.

“Not here,” Cori said, holding me gently in his arms while I felt like a rag doll.

“I say you let me clean this place up and I’ll meet you down by the river,” Frank suggested.

“You better not bail on us,” I pouted.

“I’d never even think about it,” Frank said before kissing me softly. Cori took me out of the house fully naked.

“Well, this was fun,” he said.

“Mmhmm,” I agreed.