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"I aint saying nothing, bitch!" Jeff spat onto Rose's chest leather bound bosoms. She flicked her shoulder length blood red hair back to see the disgusting man's saliva sitting upon her perky, large breasts with her beautiful green eyes. She stretched out her finger, encased in a tight leather glove and whiped it off of her chest and flicked it across the floor. "You little prick..." she muttered, "Now you listen, and you listen good. As long as I have you in here, you're MY bitch... and I assure you, I'm going to get answers one way or another." Rose edged closer to her victim, chained by his wrists to the stone wall, pressing her body against his. Her long slender legs making contact with his groin in their skintight black leather. Rose was truly a sight. Even in this dimly lit basement amongst all the rusted piping and damp newspapers she gave off an incredible, sexy aura about her. She raised her hand and flicked out a concieled 2inch blade. "So you have a choice Jeff, baby... When I leave this room, I will know the whereabouts of your brother, and when you leave this room, you will do so either with, or without your balls." She made a sharp movement with the pocket knife and stopped merely inches from his groin. Jeff began to sweat. He was a particularly scrawny man... boney and twig like. Wearing nothing but his underwear he was left very vulnerable to Blood Rose and her sadistic ways. Though he had never heard the stories surrounding this assassin, she struck terror into his heart and at the same time found her extremely sexy. Her warm thigh against his body began to stimulate his arrousal and Jeff Buzznick began to grow hard. Rose reared back immediately fealing his boner against her body. "You filthy pig!" She yelled as she delivered three sharp kicks to his groin in her pointed high heeled boots. Every time she made contact with his testicles, she watched in imense pleasure while the soft organs were crushed against his abdomen and soon fell upon the release of her foot. With every kick, she witnessed as his face twisted and clenched. He was out of breath, writhing about in his chains, feet moving about wildly trying to protect his tender testicles. "NOW WHERE THE FUCK IS YOUR BROTHER HIDING!" Jeff just whimpered not being able to sooth his swolen balls. Rose grinned. "Come on now Jeff..." she laughed, "I don't want to have to beat your poor little balls'ies again. Just let me know where he is, and you can be on your way." Jeff raised his head to look into her cruel, unforgiving eyes. He weakly spoke, "I can't tell yo-" CRUNCH! Rose's knee slammed into Jeff's balls so hard he was raised from the ground another two inches. He opened his mouth wide gaping for air, trying to scream but not being able to find the energy. "What is it Jeffy? What are you trying to say" Jeff's eyes widened, the pain in his testicles multiplied tenfold. Everything around him seemed to be moving too fast, spinning. He tried to speak, to beg for mercy. "I still can't hear you baby..." she teased, grinning evilly, "perhaps you should SPEAK UP!" She slammed the palm of her hand against his nuts, and then grabbed them, squeezing his squishy, bruised organs together with her fingers. "Aaa-aaaaaah-eee-nnnngh!!!" Jeff squealed in a high pitch voice. Rose only grabbed harder, twisting and pulling in all directions. The pain Jeff was fealing was becoming too unbearable to withstand. "Where is Michael you fucker?!" Rose spat, pulling upward, lifting him off the ground by his balls. "AAAAAANNNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!!! PL-PLEEEASE! I, I-LL TE-ARGH!" "What?!" She jerked on his testicles sending Jeff into more and more pain as she smiled cunningly. "I-LL TELL YOU! FUCK! LET GOOOOOOOOOAAAARGH!!!!" She released her grip as Jeff let out a long gasp for air. He crossed his legs trying to cover up, making quick jerky movements, twitching from time to time. He felt as though he would pass out or surely throw up from the amount of pain. "Where is he?" "He-he's been hiding out at the Morjean Strip Club... he kn-ows a g-guy who owns the pl-ace..." Rose smiled and placed her hands on her curvatious hips. "Now that wasn't so hard was it? I told you we could have lots of fun together Jeffy." "Please, let me go... I want to go..." Jeff pleaded, still trying to attain his regular breathing pattern. "Oh of course you can baby, you've been through so much" Rose giggled as she released the chains on his writs. Jeff imediately fell to the floor and cupped his hand over his balls, whimpering. Rose sexily walked over and placed a heel into his side to roll him onto his back. Too weak to even move, she removed his underwear to reveal his small penis and swolen, plump testes. Rose motioned to another womanly figure standing by the basement entrance, "Just one more thing though Jeffy..." Jeff looked up to see his brothers wife, Angela by Blood Rose's side. The so called innocent bitch who had gotten him into all of this. She stared into his eyes with an enourmous amount of pleasure, grinning to herself. Angela lifted her foot. "Nighty, night." SQU-RUNNCH! She slammed her foot into his crotch and effectively ruined his manhood. Jeff gave out a cry and passed out as a small amount of blood emitted from the tip of his shriveled dick. Jeff came to a few hours later to see Rose sitting on top of his chest, leaning over to face him. "And that unfortunate thing sweet pea," she spoke, musing him, "is that she hired me to kill you too." Rose pulled a pistol from her belt and pointed it directly at Jeff's forehead. Jeff's eyes grew wide as he tried to pull himself up onto his feet. BLAM! END CHAPTER! Be sure to check out any other Blood Rose stories in the archives! |