Freya Temperton

97%
Flag icon
“You said you would fuck her dead body, is that right?” He tries to speak, but his lips are so disfigured from the way I beat him with my staff that it’s hard for him to talk. “Don’t worry.” I move the saw over to rest on top of his puny dick. “This will only hurt for a little.” A sharp slice through the rubbery flesh and a tortured scream later, his useless member falls to the ground, severed from his body, blood gushing from the wound. I move quickly, realizing that he’ll likely pass out soon from the pain or maybe the loss of blood, and grab his severed cock, prying his mangled lips open, ...more
Twisted (Never After, #4)
Rate this book
Clear rating
Open Preview