The Descendants of The Ancient Ones.
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Thread Topic: The Descendants of The Ancient Ones.
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(Oh, okay. ^.^)
Damian noticed her being hesitant, and decided to give her a bit of help. "I recommend cutting his d--- off." He gave Kris a little wink, and turned back to the table. Unzipping the front pocket produced a flat medical kit, filled with five syringes. -
(So how're you doing?)
She stared at him, shocked for a minute, before turning back to Gerald. She almost blushed, but realized there wasn't anything she hadn't seen yet. She took a deep breath and quickly undid enough so that his limp flopped around. She glanced away and closed her eyes, remembering how much pain and suffering it had caused her. She bit her lip and looked at Damian. "I..I cant..." -
(Good. But after this post I have to leave.)
"It's okay, I can understand that it must be difficult for you. Here, give me the knife." Damian was now completely aware that he was losing it, and he really didn't want the feeling to stop. -
(Oh okay. Bye, then!!)
Kris blinked once and held out the knife to him. "Okay." She scooted away from Gerald, suddenly not wanting to be near him anymore. -
(I'm on now.)
Once Damian took the knife, he stared at it for a second, then glared up at Gerald. "Scream for me, a--hole!" He ripped Gerald's pants down even more, then lifted his leg and brought his foot down hard on his sack, then slowly brought the knife closer to his flaccid member. -
(Didn't see this, you should have invaded my thread XD )
Kris turned her head away, but looked back with her eyes, both wanting to watch and dreading the idea of watching.
Gerald did indeed scream, and he shoved his feet against the floor in an attempt to scoot backwards. -
(Oh, yeah, I should have. xD)
With the sound of Gerald's screams fueling him, Damian pulled the knife back when he noticed that Gerald was trying to get away. With a quick thrust, he plunged the knife into his left knee. -
(Oh well. So how are you today? :3 )
Kris turned her head towards them more, her fascination suddenly growing and a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach.
Gerald threw his head back and uttered a long scream of pure agony.
That was enough to fully wake Maggie up, and she almost screamed when she saw her husband. -
(I'm good, you? :3)
Damian smiled a joyful smile, and began to pull the knife out ever so slowly, making sure that his hands occasionally shook. When he finally pulled the knife all the way out, he went to Gerald's right leg and shoved the kinfe in that knee. -
(*stalks*)
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(I'm fine. Just bored a lot :P )
Kris fully turned to watch the scene now, and listening to the man scream like she once did.
It seemed that Gerald never took a breath as he continued the scream, only screaming more intensely as the metal pierced his skin once again. -
(I know how that feels. :P And sorry for taking so long to reply, I was caught up in dinner. xP)
"Yes, that's it.." Damian nearly moaned, while slowly pulling the knife out. After he finished, he stood back up. "Time to take away that which needs not be named." Without hesitation, he slammed his left fist into Gerald's chest, and turned to Kris. "Would you be a sweetheart and open that medkit, grab the needle with the clear liquid in it, and hang onto it for a moment?" He flashed her a friendly smile and pointed to the table, where the kit sat. -
(It's alright! That's where I was just now, actually :P )
She nodded and did what he said. Knowing herself, she was surprised to find that her hands were not shaking. Being surprisingly quick about it, she found and removed the specified needle. Holding it like a nurse would, she turned towards him, smiling. "Ready." -
(What'd you have? xP)
"Thank you." He gave her one last small smile before turning back to Gerald. "Frankly, this is gonna hurt me more than you. Thank my brain I'm wearing gloves.." With a disgusted sigh, he used his left hand to hold Gerald's limp flesh rod up, so he could get a clear cut. He held the blade so that the business end was facing his left, and began slowly cutting at the base with it, wincing as he could psychologically feel Gerald's pain. "Ooh, right in the manhood." -
(Leftover spaghetti. You?)
She grinned and leaned over a bit to watch. Suddenly interested, she watched as the instrument of pain was cut from his body. She snarled a bit, but shivered a little in delight. "Quite literally," she chuckled.
Scream. That is all. Near to passing out, but screaming.
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