Brutal Headscissor Ko 소설 & 이야기

Anna plans worked exactly how she wanted it but she was getting choked by him. It's now or never! she thought inwardly and used the scissors to stab him on his neck. Her captive yells and let go of her neck and held the spot Anna had stabbed him. The scissors remained on his neck after Anna stabbed him and that made him angrier and he gave an animal growl.

No one would hear, and no one would come. “I’m so sorry, miss,” she sobbed. “Please, I’m sorry—” “Sorry?” I laughed. “You should be screaming. Scream louder. I want to hear how pathetic you sound.” The scream wasn’t enough, and I knew I had to do more than just grab her hair. I thrust the scissors into her hand—not deep enough to do permanent damage, but deep enough to hurt. Deep enough to hear that perfect note of agony in her screams. “Ha,” I breathed deeply, closing my eyes as I found pleasure in her screams. “Yes. That’s better. That’s the sound I needed. Scream more, bitch.”

He started to lick all over my belly while cupping my breast while I was trying my best to reach near scissors. “We are going to have so much fun...I can’t wait to see your pussy.”, He started unbuttoning my trousers. Till that time, finally, I got scissors in my hand and started to cut the rope. While I gave him satisfaction by acting like a doe. I wiggled, I tried everything to protest. But deep down, I was struggling to cut the rope. . He started pulling my trousers down, exposing my underwear, and that’s it. Before he could have reacted. I stabbed the scissor on his neck, leaving no scope to fight back. I stabbed him thrice in the neck and his lifeless body fell near me.

I continue to bring the knife up to the side of his forehead and start slitting it more digging more deeper and I take the knife out after a moment and place it on the floor getting my index finger as well as my middle I bring it towards his forehead as he screams and cries as I ignore him and tilt his head a little more and bring my hand up to his head hopefully near where his brain is, as I open the slit more I count down to three in my head. 3 2 1 And I dig my hand into his head as his screams worsen and tears start rolling down his face as I laugh and dig my hand even more so into his head until I get round to a big blob of something and I smirk and wrap my fingers around it and push my

I think they both team up against me. Bulky raised his knife high to kill me, I used my left leg to rise high, and kick his right arm, which made his knife fly away. Before they react I used my right leg, to kick his back, so he stumbled and fell on me, I used my head to hit his head, he groaned in pain, I wiggled out my hands from the black hair's grip, I stood on my feet, I removed my shirt, reminded in my black sports bra, I tied the shirt on my cut which is bleeding heavily, once I tightened the grip, the bleeding slowed down.

“Cute. Hold her.” Hands grab my arms from behind, cold and iron-strong . I scream, kicking, flailing , trash bag flying everywhere . The leader leans in, breath rank and coppery , his fangs hovering over my throat . “Easy, sweetheart. This will only hurt until you stop breathing.” His fangs are one inch from my skin when everything explodes. A shadow slams into him . Hard. Brutal . His head hits the brick wall with a sickening crack. I stumble back , heart leaping out of my chest, as a long blade swings through the air . Two heads roll across the concrete like bowling balls .

"Freeze! Hands on your head!" I drove the scalpel into Robert's heart, my rage drowning out his pathetic excuse.

Talia screamed, pointing frantically in Matteo’s direction. I turned around as swiftly as I could but I was late. Matteo’s fist connected with the side of my head, momentarily knocking me off balance. I raised my fist and tried to hit him back but I didn’t realize that he had managed to get his hands on a pair of scissors. Matteo allowed me to swing a punch at him and as my fist connected with his jaw, he stabbed me with the scissor between my shoulder blades, forcing me to yell in pain. My vision blurred as I clutched at my shoulder trying to stop the bleeding to no avail. I could feel the warm blood seeping through my fingers, and I knew I had to get help fast or things were going to get u

My eyes landed on the eyebrow scissors on my bedside table. As Bryson leaned over me again, I grabbed the scissors and plunged them into his chest.