Festering Bloody Finger Novels & Stories

Steam rose from the blood on the ice, then it froze solid, turning dark red. He finished Lu. Crooked, but legible. The second character was Na. By the fourth stroke, his finger wouldn't obey him anymore. Not from pain. His fingers had no feeling left. The muscles were cramping. The finger curled and wouldn't straighten. He used his left hand to grab his right hand and force the finger straight. The right hand was useless too, the knife still lodged in the shoulder. He grabbed his right thumb with his left hand and pressed it against the ice, stroke by stroke. The thumb had no nail, only thick calluses. It left no mark on the ice. He turned the thumb over and used the edge of the nail. The na

"Didn't you ask me to call you Mum? I will call you every day. I will sing it like a song every day. I'm sorry, Mum. I'm so sorry. I should have called you that way. What should I do? Please, wake up!" Madam Frost... Please... "Who made this pasta and bacon?" The doctor's voice drifted into my ears amidst my cries, and I raised my eyes slightly to meet his. "They are poisoned." He added.

"Just make sure you don't kill him. I still need people to finish my missions." "Of course!" the cunning-looking disciple smiled faintly, and he swiftly pointed the finger at Caspian's chest, “The Falling Star Finger!" A finger swept across, and even the air was torn open, causing an ear-splitting blast. The finger could easily poke a hole through a steel bar as wide as a palm. This disciple's movements were extremely fast, but it was as slow as a snail in Caspian's eyes. Moreover, the disciple's attitude fully angered Caspian.

I try to free my wrist from the restraints even though I know it's useless, and I can't do anything about Toshiro's fingers abusing my pussy, especially since the other men laughed at my pathetic attempt, making me cry as drool and tears mix on my face, dripping down the sides of my mouth and eyes. This only made him agitated as he quickens his pace on my pussy, aggressively fucking his fingers in me while making squelching noises, almost like slapping my pussy while pounding my hole. I was so dizzy from the previous endless orgasms that I didn't even notice I was already squirting on Toshiro's fingers. "Squirted for the second fucking time," Toshiro stuck his tongue out playfully as he look

I paused, letting him marinate in the fear. "I need a name, you absolute piece of garbage," I whispered, the sound devoid of all human warmth. I gripped his index finger, pulling it taut against the ring of steel before tightening the serrated teeth around the base. "One name. Or I'll take one finger for every single second you waste."

Soon. “What?” His voice echoes through my core, hot breath all over me. “Another finger.” He obliges swiftly. And it’s all a little too much for me. His fingers slip inside, I can feel my own resistance, though it’s the best kind of pain. And something obscene spills over me completely to the point I’m incapable of little more than a sharp exhale and arch of my hips.

Greg didn't take a second to put two and two together before launching towards a shocked Nathan. He took a fistful of his collar and pinned him against a wall, " what the fuck are you doing man?!" He snapped. Greg punched the helpess idiot multiple times until his nose bled. I just knew it was broken and might never be in shape again.

His fingers dug into the fur. "I said," Barzil choked out. Blood bubbled past his lips—frothy and bright. "Stand... down."

" I crawled over to Jayden's lifeless body which lay on the bed, my fingers roamed on the woven mat where Jayden was lying. I was going to touch him, I touched him. I suddenly felt my body pushed back and I hit my head on the linoleum. My hands laid smoothly in a straight line. “chop off her pinky fingers from her right hand." I wept not dragging with them, as a sharp blade was raised, and in a glance my pi my fingers rolled off. The air in my lungs all escaped, I was weak and battered to scream, I was just still with my eyes looking at my pinky fingers which struggled for life, in a blink it turned black. “Suck him without touching his body, or else I'll chop off your fingers! You're useles

It was beginning to heal but she reached out another finger and slashed that same spot. This time, I cried out in pain. Someone pulled me just then. Someone was calling me but the voice sounded faint. Vespera wouldn't let me go. She held on to my arms and looked down at my stomach. "Tainted blood," She snarled and I didn't understand. "I won't let it see the light of the day." Before I could comprehend what she was trying to do, she reached out, her long, dangerous fingers headed for my stomach. My instinct took over and I managed to free my arms from her hold.