“PULL. IT. OUT.” I command Whore 2 through gritted teeth. She braces a foot against the stone table top and pulls with all her might. Even with the leverage, it’s a fight to pull the Gaper out. It takes a moment, but comes free, making a wonderful mess. As the cow’s last few spasms of life twitch from her, I grab two fist fulls of hair, and thrust the last few times.
“TAKE IT! YOU GODDAMNED! WHORE!” Each scream a force full thrust. I cum hard and long with the final shout. With each spasms of cum shooting into the dead girls mouth, I chant through gritted teeth, “Take it. Take it. Take it. Take it. Taaaaake it.”
Drained, I pull out uninterested. It takes me a moment to realize that Tracy had said nothing the whole time. Looking up, I notice she’s staring in horror, but unable to look away.
“She meant nothing to me. You are a personal interest. Disobey, and you’ll beg me for this kind of treatment.” The words register with her, I can see it. But she’s too horrified from what she’s just seen to answer.
Spent I go to leave the room. “Whore, clean this up. Leave Rapewhore there for the night, she’ll keep.” As I reach for the door, I pause, thinking.
“Have the cows head removed and cleaned. I’ll have the maid masturbate me with it later.” I open and step out. Looking back in as I close the door, I call out to Tracy one last time for the day.
“You never have to be treated so badly. Learn to obey, and you can avoid any punishment.”
It took a second, but Tracy’s eyes tear away from the body to look at me. Even though she makes no effort to answer, I know she understands me. Tomorrow, she will learn to believe me.