I bite my bottom lip and pose for you as you lean down and tongue the soft skin on my inner thighs, taking turns with them, being careful to avoid any...here crucial, you god damn tease.My pussy is already screaming at you silently but I can hear it. I’m full and puffy, juices are oozing out through my slightly parted lips giving you the undeniable scent of my need.“Please” I beg just once and you never heard anyone sound as pathetic as me, but you can’t resist giving in to me. Using both hands. I roll backwards and feel around my waist. My hands grasp around another handle. A sword, about three feet long. Without thinking, I unsheathe the blade. It seems to glow in anticipation of the coming slaughter. There is writing on the handle. It intrigues me, but there is no time to read it. I cut the man to ribbons, and do it without a single thought crossing my mind, just urges.What happens next is a blur. Slash, stab, thrust. Hours go by, and though I instinctively manage to block. "Certainly, a girl needs something to make her feel pretty," I told himas I filed and polished his nails.It was pretty warm so I decided to forgo stockings and slid my new dressover my head and stepped into a pair of light blue, high-heeled sandals,sprayed on a little cologne, and then set off for Linda's with my prettylittle niece.Linda seemed confused when she opened the door for us."Hi, may I help you?" she asked, looking from Julie to me. "Do I knowyou?" I hope so," I smiled and held my. The hostages will only be killed if we are fired upon and hit."Only one of the men objected. Bennie looked at him with the "you're soon to be a horrible example" look in his eyes. The man quickly shut his mouth and allowed his hands to be tied. Marco came out of the building shouting for those outside to stand down and not shoot according to Bobbi. We began to step out and I saw that there were many women gathered in the square. The men were led by Tomas.He hollered to us to surrender. Bobbi.