"Stop talking."
"Monica pleas–"
Suddenly her voice thundered; "I SAID STOP TALKING!"
Her twirling blade shifted sideways, right at the base of his cock. A rich slicing sound rippled through the air as the sharp edge of the steel sank into his flesh. The force of her swing sent the curved dagger right through the circumference of his tube- slicing through the flesh, ripping the veins, dismembering his urethra, and emerging from the other end in a rage of dark red blood.
Nexus winced.
Monica sighed.
And Paul, after a silent moment of shock- screamed his voice into the night!
The whole of his eyes bulged unhealthily as the curved hairy meat fell to the earth. From the stub of the nasty gash, a fountain of blood spurted out generously- expelling jets of rich dark liquid from the open wound.
