The Scissoring Novels & Stories

he finally said, his grip relaxing, but not enough for me to feel safe. His grip went slowly as he dragged the scissors down my bare body, tracing sweet patterns over my skin. Its unyielding bite against my heated flesh sent a shiver straight through me. I wanted to twist away, to reclaim some dignity, but my unfaithful body desperately stayed rooted beneath his touch. He let out a mocking laugh. “See? You’re trembling.” “Yes, I knew you’d enjoy it,” Another slap, this time in between my laps. The quick burst of pain only made the soft ache between my legs intensified. He pressed the blade of the scissors flat against my stomach, letting it rest there before he slid it lower again.

“I’d like that a lot.” He carefully glides the scissors along the length of my leg, and I lean back when he gets to the apex of my thigh, causing him to stand, hovering over me. One of his arms moves to hold himself up, and I feel my breath hitch as it dawns on me our positioning. At the sound, his eyes find mine, and his movements freeze. Shawn’s honeyed eyes stay locked on mine as he pushes the scissors upwards along my skin until the fabric falls away. Shawn’s throat bobs with a swallow as he finally tears his eyes from mine, positioning the scissors on the other leg, and carefully sliding until the fabric breaks free.

Tears began to drop from my eyes, trying to kick was fruitless He suddenly got lifted from me and I began hearing grunts and groaning like someone being punched. I moved back whimpering as I saw Jack deal with him, Harry tried to fight back but he was no match for Jack. Harry's face was soon covered with blood and he was breathing heavily while coughing. Jack took off his jacket and wore it on me covering my exposed chest and boobs, he hugged me to himself, I buried my head in his chest bursting into tears. Jack lifted me in bridal style and carried me out of the science lab which was now messy.

“Wow I guess I’ll have to watch that documentary “he laughed while he analyzed the injury . I couldn’t take my eyes from Mts perfect abs ughhh I want to touch it …..it looked so rock stone . Doctor Fred Carried a little scissors and placed it on the injury ….. He gave me the scissors and I was confused …what the fuck should I do with this …it was as if he was reading my mind when he said “Turn on the gas and burn the tip of that scissors “ I did as he said and burnt the scissors till it was red ….I rushed back to them and he took the hot scissors and placed it on Mts side …

I lied smoothly, stepping forward with a pair of medical shears. I moved into his space, my knees nearly brushing against his thighs as he sat on the elevated table. The sheer heat radiating off his bare skin was staggering, carrying the faint, intoxicating scent of sandalwood and winter air. Carefully, I slid the blunt edge of the shears beneath the old tape, cutting through the layers of gauze. "Hold still. If I pull too fast, I’ll tear the scabbing." "I don't break, Clara," he whispered.

Good for her. I threw the scissors on the floor, no longer my problem as I passed the blade between my two hands, twirling it around. The weight was grounding and comfortable, almost relieving even. I stopped when a tiny part of the blade pricked my palm while I was playing with it, and my smile widened. Oh, this was going to be very, very fun. But she was being far too quiet right now. “Make sure to scream, okay?” I reminded her, patting her hair one more time as a tear escaped her cheek. “Screaming only makes this better.”

Her eyes darted from Austin to Pete, terror flashing across her face like lightning in a storm. Her lips trembled, and she shook her head faintly, as if silently begging him not to continue, pleading without words for mercy she didn't deserve. "A scar like Ms. Fox's," Oscar said calmly, his gaze unwavering, boring into Pete with relentless precision, "located on the abdomen, is medically referred to as an appendectomy scar. A routine surgical procedure. Common. Unremarkable." The words landed like a hammer striking glass. Silence followed. Absolute and crushing in its weight.

And she immediately started cumming in no time, she was so fucking wet, she was filling with warm fluid, I sucked her clit taking all her cum into my mouth. I stood up, prepared to get my pussy fucked by her. She stood up from the couch and asked me to come sit between her legs. I did so, crossing one of my legs over hers. She scooted up close to me, making the tops of our pussies touch. This was going to be my first time scissoring, I was wet and excited at the same time. I was so fucking horny after making her cum, I started rolling on my body to get closer to her pussy.

I extend my arm holding it out for him to grab. Just as the tip of his fingers touch the plastic of the container I move my other arm from around my back so quick that he never sees it coming. The scissors make perfect contact with his eye and in an instant a loud, painful groan sounds from him. He stumbles back and lands with a thud on the ground. I see the small scissors sticking out from his eye. The blood starts to trickle down to his cheek. After my initial shock wears off I move to him and kick him in the groin.

“Do it, now.” Nodding, the small boy holds the scissor tightly on one hand, gulping. He opens his palm and places one blade of the scissor, blinking tears away from his face. He looks at Eleanor, looking for strength. The little girl offers it almost immediately, smiling and nodding. Silas nods back, closes his eyes, and slides the blade on his palm. Eleanor didn’t have time to process the way the blood spurted, the way it hit both of their faces, making it look like a messier crime scene than it already was.