Chapter 33: Forgiveness (FF oral anal)

It wasn't until Sonja watched James pull away in the black pickup trust that she realized how jealous she was about him. Even as he was putting the car in reverse, she kept seeing him kneeling behind Meris as he drove his cock into her lover. The squishing sounds echoed through her head, endlessly looping as she watched him back out of the drive. She struggled to keep her emotions from her face but her jaw ground together from the effort.

Next to her, Meris moaned as she leaned into Sonja. She had her arm around Sonja and her naked skin was hot and slick. Every time they touched, blood from Sonja's butchering smeared between their bodies.

James pulled away with a roar. As he did, a few splatters of rain started to strike the ground.

As soon as he was out of sight, Sonja let out her breath. She slipped her arm out from Meris and stepped back.

"Sonja?"

The image of James and Meris came back. Sonja shook her head and headed up the stairs. "I need a shower."

"Sonja?" Meris' voice was broken and pleading.

Outside, the rain started to come faster.

Sonja hesitated. She looked down at her blood-smeared body. The gore of three women covered her large breasts and stomach. There were strips of flesh and blood caking her pubic hair and she could feel more of it plastering the rest of her hair to her back. She felt distgusted, not only at her appearance but the images in her head. Gulping, she continued up the stairs toward the bathroom.

She was thankful when Meris didn't follow her. She headed straight for the bathroom and closed the door behind her. Her bare feet left little red marks on the tile. She stopped when she saw it and sighed; there were probably bloody prints up the stairs and down the hall. It was an absurd thing to worry about, but a wave of sorrow rose up and choked her.

A tear ran down her cheek. Sonja stared at the foot print and let out a sob. Images of James and Meris kept flashing through her head. Each time she remembered how he entered her, another sob rose in her throat.

Tears streaming down her cheeks, she sank to the ground. She felt the tears splashing on her breasts. Looking down, she saw how the salty tears ran through the bloody sheen, leaving tracks of pale skin behind.

When she was butchering for them, she felt sexy. Now, she felt dirty.

There was a quiet knock on the door.

Sonja waved her hand at it, not caring that Meris couldn't see her.

"Sonja? Please?"

"Why?"

"Because I need to talk to you."

More tears splashed down. Sonja clutched her stomach, holding herself tight. She closed her eyes tightly and called out, "No!"

"Please?" The bathroom door handle twisted slightly but Meris didn't open it.

"I-I can't do this." More images of James. She could almost smell the cum in the air.

Silence.

Sonja took a deep breath and lowered her head. She reached up and tugged the blood-caked hair from her back. It peeled off her skin and she winced at the raw sensation. When she rubbed the strands together, she could feel the dried flakes falling down.

"I shouldn't have fucked him."

Freezing in mid-motion, Sonja slowly lifted her gaze to the door. It took a moment for her to open her eyes, half expecting to see Meris in the frame but it was still closed.

"I-I wasn't thinking and I was so excited watching you... you know I love watching you butcher. And I thought... I thought it would feel good." There was a thump and the door rattled. "I never had a... a dick in me before. And at first, it was okay---"

Sonja's face crinkled with distaste.

"---but then I just wanted him out. It felt wrong. It wasn't you in me and I wanted it so badly, but I didn't want to interrupt you and... and..." Meris sobbed and the door shifted before there was a thump of her sitting on the ground. "I saw that look you gave, it broke my heart. I was so excited but... but I was also trying not to cry. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry."

Sonja's heart began to pound faster.

"Please don't leave me. I promise, I'll never do anything like that again." Another muffled cry from the far side of the door. "Please don't push me away."

Reaching out for the door, Sonja had to crawl to reach it. She clutched the handle tightly to avoid slipping on the blood that coated her palm. She twisted it and pulled it open.

Meris knelt on the other side, her pale body shaking as she cried. She had one hand on each side of the door. When the door opened, she looked up with shimmering brown eye. "Please don't leave me."

Sonja shook her head violently and reached out for her. "I won't, I promise."

"Oh, Baby!" Meris threw herself at Sonja, wrapping her arms around her neck. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

Sonja held her tight. Soon they were kissing, smearing blood and gore everywhere as they did. Meris' lips were coppery and salty, an intoxicating taste.

Meris' hands stroked along her body, tracing along the curves of Sonja's breasts, flanks, and then down to her hips. She curled one hand along the plane of Sonja's belly.

Sonja broke the embrace. "No."

"No?" Meris said, her cheeks flushed with excitement.

"I have enough blood down there. I don't need someone else's in my pussy." Sonja glanced at the bath tub. "How about a shower first?"

Meris giggled. "I would like that."

Together, they got into the shower and turned on the hot water. As it streamed over their bodies, sending thick sheets of crimson liquid pouring down the drain, they returned to kissing. This time, Sonja didn't mind when Meris slipped her hand between her legs and began to stroke against Sonja's sensitive clitoris and along the swollen folds. Hours of butchering left Sonja on the edge of an orgasm, an ache that throbbed inside her and made it difficult to reach an orgasm. She wondered if it was like guy's having blue balls, but it didn't matter. It felt good to have fingers slipping inside her pussy and Meris' kisses peppering against her lips, cheek, and shoulders.

Sonja moaned and leaned against the wall. The image of James came up again and she gripped Meris' hips tightly, trying to force it down.

Meris paused. "Sonja?"

"Sorry, I... it's taking a bit."

Meris sniffed and straightened, pulling her hand from Sonja's pussy so she could hold her lover's hips with both hands. She kissed Sonja on the lips. "Is there anything I can do?"

Sonja thought for a moment and kissed her. As she did, she arched her back slightly to press her hard nipples against Meris' smaller breasts. "No. I'm not going to ask for anything. You will never have to prove yourself, Love."

"I love you too, my butcher," whispered Meris. Her cheeks got flush and she clenched her legs tightly together.

Sonja stared at the shimmering brown eyes. She knew that Meris' words were probably closer to reality than she could imagine. They had both imagined it was Meris in the freezer. The idea of being the one who finally snuffed Meris seemed close, looming over both of them. The idea was erotic and she could imagine how it would feel: the smoothness of Meris' skin, the soft cries of a girl about to be butchered alive, and even the smell of pussy when the first blade came down. A pulse of heat radiated from her sex at the imagination that curled through her mind.

"When it happens," Meris continued, "I want you to be the one. You know that? I'm yours, mind and body. I want you to have my body, to do everything you ever wanted to do it."

Sonja nodded, unable to speak.

"Until then," Meris said, "I'm going to prove that you are the only one for me."

Sonja moaned softly, clutching Meris tightly as the hot water steamed the air between them. It tickled her lungs, but it only added to the heat that gathered in her pussy. "You don't have to."

"But I want to. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have let---"

Not wanting to hear about James, Sonja shook her head.

"You are my love, Sonja. I promise. You are the only one I ever want."

Sonja pulled Meris closer to kiss her. "I promise, you are only one for me too."

Meris' lips ground against Sonja's, passionate and aggressive. It was the familiar urgency whenever Meris talked about being slaughtered and Sonja felt her own body quickening at the fantasies of cutting into her lover. Hard nipples slid across Sonja's breasts, tracing the curves as Meris slipped her thigh between Sonja's and brought it up.