Festering Bloody Finger Novels & Stories

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.

“My own stepsister getting finger-fucked in a closet because she can’t stay away from my cock.” “Yes—your slutty stepsister,” she moaned, reaching down to frantically palm my bulge. She yanked my zipper down, freeing my thick, veiny cock. It sprang out, heavy and leaking precum all over her fingers. She stroked me fast and tight, smearing the precum down my shaft while I fucked her harder with my fingers. The tiny room was stifling. Sweat beaded on our skin. The wet sounds of my fingers plunging into her dripping cunt mixed with our ragged breathing and desperate kisses.