Deneb and the Dragon
Like a gourmet opening an oyster, the fiend delicately flayed the morsel of its clothing, even its undergarments. he felt his dignity being ripped from his body, now entirely at the mercy of the malicious dragon.
Hunted - Part 3
The webbing between her limbs seems to have been chewed and flayed, barely still connected by thin strands of flesh, like threads of stretched fabric.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 51
They went all the way around, like bracelets, and all the way down into the crooks of his elbows, flaying his arm open like red canyons. he could see the layers inside - the skin, the fat, the pulsing veins torn wide open... just like his mother.
My Girlfriend, the Super Villain: The Day After, Part 7
You're really ticked off now, so when they suddenly show up the next morning, you're ready to flay them alive." "and did you?... hypothetically, of course." i asked.
Dragoon the Magnificent
She was distracted for a moment, just long enough that dragoon struck out with a powerful spell which would have flayed her if she was hit. a shimmering shield of magic surrounded her, defending her from the attack.
Conquering the Wild- A Clean Lynx TF
Tfw when you go on a cold winter walk and become a kitty tiffany's face was flayed raw from the cold already, just a minute after parking her car and leaving its warm embrace. why had she gone hiking at this time of the year?
A princely apology (prologue)
Not without his hide getting flayed at least. olivian returned to his private dwelling shortly after. it would be a few days travel to the boarder of his people's territory.
Slave Trade - Stabled
"just snap-flay?" uraou questioned flatly. "i--" the fox paused. "slave masters 'ave their own sets of rules they follow, sir."
Amery and Lysander: Part One
He hissed when lysander slathered a cold, gelled substance on his back, setting his flayed skin ablaze. “fuck!" he swore, unable to hold back. “yeah, i know." the wolf almost sounded remorseful, he thought.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 52
They went all the way around, like bracelets, and all the way down into the crooks of his elbows, flaying his arm open like red canyons. he could see the layers inside - the skin, the fat, the pulsing veins torn wide open... just like his mother.
Bite of spite
Boys skin looks as if it has been flayed. the dog loosens the rest of straps, pulls the boy off the table, puts the boy over his shoulder and carries him to this weird looking bench.
Fate.
What did he do so wrong to make her want to flay him emotionally? he no longer used his telepathy to communicate, resuming his original 'mute' status. he felt like he had no energy to put forth.