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**[center][b]Harvey Lahlis and the Dancing Girls[/b][/center]

[center][b]Part 2[/b][/center]**

[center]By XP Author[/center]

My consciousness was rudely dragged back to me by a bucket of cold water splashing against my face and chest. I coughed and gasped, sitting upright. I could not move my hands to brush the water off of my face. They were tied behind my back. I shook my head, blinking several times. The light hurt, but I forced myself to try and focus my vision. It resisted. "Welcome back, Mr. Lahlis." My hearing was fine, but my head still was not right. It couldn't be. Mercedes was taunting me back awake.

"Who..." I blinked several more times, finally able to see again. I was in some kind of hotel room. The cheap kind. The carpet was a dirt brown, with dark cigarette burn marks mingling among other stains that had never been cleaned away properly. There was a single set of wooden drawers, a tacky green lamp sitting atop it that added very little light compared to the bare lightbulb attached to the ceiling. The walls were probably once a soft off-white color, but now were stained much darker from smoke and God knows what else. The chair I was tied to felt like cheep wood, though it was strong enough to hold me.

She stood in the center of the room, dressed in tight, black clothing that left her legs exposed, and a plunging neckline that left much of her ample cleavage exposed. Mercedes... no, the girl that looked just like her, Ivy. Mercedes had never held a look like that. Hungry, spiteful, vicious, and borderline murderous. This was not the look of the woman who was so skilled at seduction she could get whatever she wanted by a smile, a flash of leg, a kiss, or a touch. No, this was the hateful smile of a killer. That is when it finally clicked, that nagging thought bursting full into my mind. "Of course... Poison Ivy... I should have put it together."

The woman smiled even wider. "So you finally recognize me?" She set the bucket in her hands down, the same one she had used to splash water on my face. "Guess I can't blame you for taking so long. You were pretty drunk."

I sighed heavily, then looked up directly at her. "Sylvia Caruso. Mercedes' younger sister." I shook my head, deciding to play dumb for now. "So what does the black sheep of the Caruso family want with a lowlife like me?" Pain exploded across my face as she struck me. I felt metal when her fist struck, and tasted blood in my mouth. When I looked back up, I saw she had a pistol in her hands. My pistol. She had hit me with it, and was now pointing it at me.

"You know full well what I want with you, Harvey!" Her spiteful smile returned, flashing me a mouth full of sharp teeth, as if to remind me that minks were primarily meat eaters. "I wanted to find the man that killed my sister."

I shook my head to clear it. "Fine." No sense playing dumb anymore. "Then why go to all the trouble of tying me up in a room if you're just going to kill me?"

She chuckled darkly, stepping closer. "Oh, I'm going to kill you, have no doubt. But I want you to suffer first." She looked at something beside me. "That's why I brought her, too."

I turned to see what she was talking about, and my eyes went wide. Sitting beside me was Eve, tied to a chair just like I was, dressed in the same outfit she had been wearing on the stage. Sylvia must have gotten her dressed up for the occasion. Eve had not been wearing that when I last saw her. She looked to be unconscious, but at least still breathing. "No!" I looked back at Sylvia, pleading. "Do whatever you want to me, but don't hurt her! She had nothing to do with anyth-" The gun smacked across my face again, silencing me.

I looked back at Sylvia. "You know, I wasn't even sure who it was. The contract just said 'kill the man with the necklace.'" I noted the word 'contract' in that. So there was a hit out on me. But by who? She held up her hand, the Heart of Blood dangling from her fingers. "And then I find this on you." I sighed and shook my head. She must have picked my pocket at the club. "The only way you would have this is if you were there the night she died."

With all the commotion happening beside her, Eve was starting to wake. I heard a mumbled grunt from her as she fought to swim back to consciousness. "Mmmph... H-Harvey...?" There was a sudden note of panic to her voice as she started to look around. "What's... going on?" She looked at Sylvia. "Ivy?"

Sylvia looked at the avian, giving her the same malicious smile she gave me. "Hello, Eve. So sorry for dragging you into this, but it's you're own fault for attaching yourself to someone like him."

Eve looked at me, eyes wide with fear. "W-what's going on? Oh my God, is that a gun!? Harvey? Ivy!?"

"Her name isn't Ivy." My voice was calm, even, though I made a point to add a note of defeat in it. "It's Sylvia Caruso." I hoped if I acted like she had won, she would be too busy gloating to notice me doing anything else. Like trying to open the rope binding my wrists.

"Sylvia...?" Eve repeated with confusion.

"Yeah." I looked up at the mink. "She probably thought she was being clever. Sylvan means something about trees or plants. Ivy is a plant. Usually wraps around trees in a stranglehold." Sylvia just gave me a shrug.

Eve let out a surprised chirp. "W-wait, did you say Caruso!? A-as in...?"

I nodded. "Yeah. As in the Caruso family. She's the daughter of Maximilian Caruso. One of them, anyway."

Sylvia scoffed. "Well, dear old Daddy isn't so keen on me these days." She stepped closer to Eve, reaching out to brush against the bird's beak with a finger gently. "He doesn't like that I'm not so picky between men or women. Or how... open I am about it." She tapped the tip of Eve's beak. "Said it gave the family a bad name." She laughed. "Can you imagine that? Giving a mafia family a bad name just because of sex? Like everything else they do doesn't make it worse." She shook her head. "So he cut me off and basically disowned me."

"So is that it?" I looked over at Sylvia. "Was it your father that put out the contract on me? You hope to get back into his good graces by killing me?"

"Killing!?" Eve chirped again. "What!?" She cried out as Sylvia smacked her across the face the same way she had done me. I winced and had to bite my tongue to keep from shouting for her to stop. When Eve looked back, there was a thin crack in her beak where the gun had struck her. The avian equivalent to having a tooth knocked out or broken nose.

Sylvia looked back at me. "No, Harvey. I took the contract to find who murdered my sister! But not just that. I want to hear why. I want to hear how." She patted Eve's shoulder. "And I want you to tell her everything you did. Tell her just what kind of lowlife scum you really are!" Eve looked at me, fear in her eyes again. I gave her a sad look in return. I really hoped she would never hear about it.

I looked up at Sylvia again. "If I tell you everything, will you let her go?"

Sylvia gave me a wide, toothy grin. "That depends on you." She started to run a finger along Eve's neck gently. "Why don't you start at the beginning. Just how you met her." I let out a long breath, nodding. I started to explain how Mercedes came to my office, using the fake name Natalie, and offered me a job to find an ex-boyfriend who stole a necklace. Sylvia interrupted me almost immediately. "What was she wearing?"

I gave her a puzzled look. "Why does that matter?"

The mink gave me another toothy grin, patting Eve's cheek gently. "Humor me." Eve flinched at the touch, but she was doing a good job of staying quiet. Her breathing was still a little heavy, but she was keeping any groans of pain to herself for now. I gave her a sorrowful look, wishing she did not have to suffer any of this because of me.

I shook my head. "Fine." I described the dress that Mercedes was wearing. The long, form-fitting red dress with a split bottom, the stockings, the large hat, the heels. All of it. When Sylvia gave me a satisfied nod, I continued telling of the first meeting. How I had to insist hearing more of the jewel before I took any job, how when I heard the description I wanted to turn it down, wanting nothing to do with the Heart of Blood.

Sylvia again interrupted. "She must have offered you quite a lot of money to change your mind..."

I shook my head, and let my shoulders droop. "No... she never paid me money."

"She must have paid you with something then." The mink tilted her head. "What was it? Barter? Did she offer you some way to deal with your debts? Maybe just a case of expensive booze?"

I shook my head again. "It doesn't matter what she offered. I took the job." It wasn't that I didn't want to tell her. Or even that I thought Eve would think less of me for it. We both knew who we were. It was that having to tell details would distract me.

Sylvia growled at me. "It matters! Tell me how she paid you!"

I felt my anger rising up. "Why does it matter?"

The mink's anger rose to match. "It matters!" She shouted at me. "TELL ME!" Her hand swung out, but not at me. The back of her fist connected with Eve's upper arm, and I heard a sickening crunch. Eve screamed in pain as her bone cracked under the force of the blow. Avian bones were mostly hollow, leaving them more vulnerable to breaking. "Tell me or I break more of this birdy's fragile little bones!" Sylvia's hand raised up, preparing to deliver another blow.

I shouted my reply back. "She fucked me!" I felt my whole body shaking in anger as Eve's screams echoed around me.

Sylvia lowered her hand slowly. "She did?" I nodded. "Describe it..."

"Go to hell."

The woman shook her head. "You're still not getting it, Harvey. When I tell you to do something, you do it. When you don't..." She brought up the gun in her hand, only to point it not at me, but at Eve. She fired a shot into the woman's thigh. "SHE GETS HURT MORE!" Eve screamed in agony again, writhing in the chair as blood drooled out of the wound. The already red stocking clinging to her grew darker as blood soaked into it.

"STOP!" I cried out in panic. I could not stand to see Eve suffer like that. "I'll tell you! Just... please, stop! Let her go!" I begged, pleading for any kind of mercy. "Hurt me, shoot me, beat me, I don't care what you do, just please, don't hurt her any more!" In that moment, there was no playing for time, no game of back and forth. I could not take my eyes off of the bleeding wound in Eve's leg.

The gun was pointed at Eve's other leg. "Then tell me what I want to know!"

"Alright!" I grit my teeth. "I'll tell you..." Sylvia did not lower the gun until I started describing my first time with Mercedes. How she just pulled my cock out of my pants and started stroking me. How I stripped her of her panties and started to fuck her right on my desk, the blinds left open for anyone to see.

Sylvia smiled, pulling out something and holding it up. "Do you mean these panties?" My eyes went wide as I saw the pair I had taken from the alley dangling in the woman's hands.

I shook my head. "N-no... those were... a different pair..."

She laughed. "Oh, so you fucked her a bunch of times then..." She looked at Eve, who was no longer screaming, but still letting out pained groans and whines. "You need to be a little more quiet, sweetie. I'm trying to listen to your boyfriend tell me how he fucked my sister." She took the panties and wadded them up, only to shove them into Eve's beak. Eve winced as the cloth was forced into the cracked beak. Sylvia nodded, then looked back at me. "Keep going, Harvey. Tell her all about how you fucked Mercedes."

I sighed heavily, but continued the story anyway. I was light on specific details, but I did tell of how I was denied cumming into her, despite her begging for being bred. How I was also denied her ass. Sylvia seemed to be enjoying the story more than just spiteful torment. She ran her hands up her own legs. "So you couldn't cum in her. Where did you cum then?"

"In her mouth... down her throat." Sylvia let out a soft moan upon hearing that. She demanded I describe the moment, so I did the best I could. How she just swallowed my shaft, and all the seed I blasted down her throat. When I looked back, Sylvia was running her hand not along her own leg, but along Eve's, the one that had not been shot. "She... she left after that. And I started my investigation the next day."

Sylvia nodded, her fingers still toying along Eve's leg. For her part, Eve was trembling, tears in her eyes. Unlike me, her legs were tied to the chair, leaving them spread slightly. Sylvia was toying her fingers ever closer between them. "Obviously you found something..."

I nodded, trying to mask my anger as the woman felt up Eve's leg. "Yes. It went very quickly. I discovered where this Wally person was hiding out, that he had tried to sell the jewel at almost every pawn shop in the city, but they all turned him down. It only took a few days to find it all out. He wasn't very careful..." I hesitated a moment before adding. "I also looked into just who 'Natalie' was, and found out pretty quickly she was Mercedes. She also wasn't being very careful..."

Sylvia ran a finger slightly against the cloth covering Eve's sex, making the girl flinch at the touch. I clenched my jaw tight. "And that's when you confronted her?"

I shook my head. "No... no, that was later. No, first I went to the hotel she was staying at to tell her what I found... and..."

She smiled. "And you fucked her again?" I nodded again, slowly as if in shame. "Go on, Harvey. Tell your lovely girlfriend here all about it." I let out another heavy sigh, but complied more readily this time. I did not want Eve to get hurt again. Sylvia seemed to be getting more distracted by the story than I was. I hoped to keep it that way. The ropes at my wrists felt like they were just starting to loosen a little. Not enough to get free yet, but it was a step in the right direction. So I continued the story. I described the negligee Mercedes was wearing, how she still wore those heels and stockings. I told how she urged me to the bed after I had given her the information about Wally. How she stripped me down again.

As I continued to tell of my second time with her sister, Sylvia let out another moan. She was clearly getting off on hearing how I had made love to the woman. One hand reached up to pull down her top, exposing her breasts to me, only for her to squeeze one. They were slightly larger than Mercedes' had been by my guess. I tried my best to ignore the woman pleasing herself and continued with my own story of lust. Unfortunately, between both reliving the moment and watching the ghost of Mercedes pleasing herself, my cock had grown quite hard within my pants. I hoped the woman would not notice. Hoped even more Eve had not.

As I described how I was again denied breeding Mercedes, despite her again insistent begging for it, Sylvia slid her fingers into the fabric of Eve's costume. It was little more than a leotard, leaving very little fabric covering her sex. That fabric was yanked to the side, exposing the sex to me. Eve let out a surprised cry, muffled by the panties stuffed into her beak. It took all I had to bite back my protest as Sylvia shoved a pair of fingers into Eve's sex, making the bird tense up and shake her head. "Keep going... She would not let you cum in her again... so did you stuff your cock down her throat again?"

I nodded. "No..." I tried to look away, but I could not. "She had me fuck her tits instead... cum all over them and her face..."

Sylvia moaned louder. "Mmm... she always was such a slut. No wonder you took a little whore as your next fuck toy."

"Rich, coming from you." I winced the moment the words were out of my mouth.

The mink ripped her fingers out of Eve's sex. Instead, she ripped the girl's top down, feathers getting strewn about as the fabric tore. Eve squirmed as her own breasts were exposed. She was screaming again as little claws raked across her left breast, opening little cuts along the top down to her nipple. "Any more comments like that, and I'll rip her fucking tits off and feed them to you!" I squeezed my eyes shut, but could not block out the sound of Eve's muffled pain. I already knew she was looking at me with pleading eyes, wanting me to somehow help her. "So, after you came on her tits. What happened? You left to confront this Wally idiot?"

I was about to say yes, but something told me Sylvia knew there was more. I shook my head. "No... Mercedes wanted... me to do one more thing..."

Even with my eyes closed, I knew the woman was giving me a sadistic smile. "Oh? What was that?"

I hesitated again, but the sound of Eve's pained groans were enough to make me just say it. "She wanted me to... piss in her mouth. To drink it."

Sylvia just laughed. "I always knew she was a filthy whore, but wow. And you did it?" I nodded slowly. "Fucking pervert. Bet you're all hard just thinking about all this." I did not say anything. Then something touched my crotch. I opened my eyes to see her foot, still in her heels, pressing against me. "Holy shit, you ARE hard!" I winced and looked away. "Is it talking about my sexy slutty sister, or maybe seeing my tits that did it?" She pressed her foot harder against my crotch, right against the rigid shaft hidden inside. "Or maybe you're getting off on the birdy's pain?" I shook my head, but did not say anything.

The next thing I knew, my pants were pulled open and my cock was set free into the air. Sylvia's face was up close to the shaft. "Hmm... not too bad. I've seen bigger, but usually smaller." She flicked a finger against the tip, making me flinch and my cock twitch. Her hand slid along up to my belly, then to my side. "I hope you don't think I'm an idiot." I gave her a questioning look, then grunted as her hand reached behind me and grabbed at the rope around my wrists, tugging it painfully tight. "I'm good at knots. So stall all you want, you're not getting out of this."

She stood up again, leaving me with my the binding tighter than before, and with my cock standing up out of my pants. Sylvia stood back up, grinning wickedly down at me once more. "So, after you fucked her and pissed down her throat, what then?"

"I left." She looked at me. "She made me leave. We met back up the next day outside of Wally's safehouse."

The woman nodded, moving back to Eve's side. She started to idly fondle Eve's right tit. "So that's where the confrontation all happened?" I nodded. I described how it went down. Me busting into the room, Wally being shocked to see Mercedes, how he tried to tell her he just panicked and hid, and how she shot him the moment he handed over the necklace to her. "Wait, she just shot the idiot?"

I nodded. "Yeah. Then turned the gun to me. So I explained that I had figured out who she was, what it was all about. She got Wally to steal the necklace so she could get away from this city. Her family... your family. I guess you'd know all about that." Sylvia just scoffed. "She was going to just run away, but... well, I knew too much, so she shot at me."

"Clearly she missed, or I'd be having this little talk with her tied to a chair instead." I nodded. I described the little shootout the two of us had down the fire escape. How I chased her into the alley, but the both of our guns were empty. I described how she stripped herself right in front of me, trying to seduce me one last time... only to try and, quite literally, stab me in the back. How during the struggle, I managed to get the upper hand... and how she was stabbed in the heart by her own knife. "So she died in your arms. How romantic."

I shook my head. "I didn't want to kill her. I swear, I didn't!"

Sylvia pointed the gun at me. "But you did! And then you did more!" I nodded slowly. She looked at Eve. "Oh, you've got to hear this part, birdy. Go on, Harvey. Tell your cute girlfriend here how you raped my sister's corpse!" Eve's eyes went wide. "Yeah, that's right. He fucked her dead body!" Sylvia looked back at me with rage in her eyes. "Tell her!" So I did. I described it all, how I bent her over a dumpster and fucked her body. How I was finally able to cum inside of her pussy, breeding her like she constantly begged for. I hoped by describing everything, it might distract the mink again, give me time to think of some new way to escape this.

The distracting part at least seemed to work. Sylvia let out a loud moan as I described cumming into her sister. She hiked up her dress, ripping her own panties down her legs to expose her drooling pussy. "You did more, didn't you?" She straddled Eve's lap, grinding her bare pussy against the uncomfortable looking bird. "What else did you do?" I closed my eyes but described the rest. Fucking at her dead mouth, cumming down her throat. Flipping her back onto the dumpster, shoving myself finally into her ass, and finally cumming into her bowels.

The whole time I described it, Sylvia was humping and grinding against Eve, moaning loud. Eve whimpered as her tits were grabbed and squeezed, but Sylvia seemed too busy pleasing herself to notice or care. The mink let out a loud moan just as I was describing cumming into Mercedes' ass. The show would have been incredibly arousing if it weren't for Eve's terrified expression and still bleeding wounds. Even after cumming, Sylvia still ground herself against the bird slowly. "So that's when you stole her panties and the necklace?"

I nodded. "Yes... though I didn't mean to steal the panties... just take the clothing and dump it somewhere else. I... realized I kept them later... after sobering up... something I haven't been willing to do since."

Sylvia scoffed, pushing herself abruptly off of Eve. The feathers of the bird's costume were crumpled or pulled off and scattered onto the floor. The headdress was left off kilter somewhat, and her belly left damp from Sylvia's grinding. The mink looked at me. "So that's it? You just dumped her in the alley like a common hooker and left?" I nodded slowly. "Then you hooked up with a common hooker anyway? Were you planning on dumping her in an alley, too?"

My head shot up. "NO!" I looked at Eve, seeing the fear in her eyes. I knew I had lost all respect she might have ever had for me. "No! She's... She's just someone who was very kind to me! I never meant any of this to happen!" I looked at Eve. "I'm... sorry. I never wanted you to get mixed up in... any of this..." I saw the look in Eve's eyes shift, seeing sadness creep into her gaze. Sadness, and maybe a little understanding. Even now, she gave me that look of understanding. She was too sweet. Too kind. She did not deserve any of this. I had to find a way to get her out of this mess. I had to find a way to save her. I had to-

Eve's head was thrown back, my ears deafened by the loud [b] BANG [/b] so close to them. My eyes went wide as I watched in slow motion. The bullet struck her just between her lovely eyes, blood spurting out. The back of her head exploded outwards, sending splatters of blood and bone and brain behind her. Her body jerked so hard, the chair she was tied to jumped and tilted to the side. She collapsed to the ground with it, laying motionless, staring ahead, a final look of pain and terror frozen on her pretty face.

It felt as if my heart refused to beat for several seconds, my blood as cold as ice in my veins. "Well, at least she won't have to deal with you any more." I barely heard the words. I looked at Sylvia, the gun in her hand still smoking. She had a sadistic grin on her lips, sneering at me. "She died because of you, Harvey." My breath came in rapid, deep gasps. "Does it hurt? Watching something you love die? At least you won't have to hear about it days later. Hear how she was found covered in some pervert's jizz, drooling from her cunt and ass and mouth. How she was left in a dumpster like trash! Like what you did to my sister!"

The sound I made was barely human. Feral and furious. Before Sylvia could even react, I forced myself to my feet. It was a mistake that my legs had not been tied to the chair, only my arms. I swung my whole body at her, smashing the chair against the woman's side. The gun went off in her hand, hitting the wall behind me as she stumbled to the side. The cheap wood of the chair shattered upon impact, freeing my hand. Before Sylvia could finish regaining her balance, I grabbed her by the front of her shirt, just between her exposed tits. I used her clothing to drag her closer, slammed my fist as hard as I could against her jaw. I heard a crack, unsure if it was my knuckles or her jaw, and I did not care.

Clearly dazed, she was only kept from crumping to the floor by my grip upon her clothing. I drew my fist back again, giving her a wicked sneer. "I said I never meant to kill your sister. I never said I was sorry about it!" I yanked her into my fist again, then again, and again. Eventually the front of her outfit tore in my grip, the blow with it sending her face crashing to the floor. Her head bounced off the solid surface, her body jerking. I quickly bent down and grabbed a fist full of her hair, pulling her head up, only to drive her nose against the floor. Her head cracked off the floor again, much harder this time. Her body went limp, knocked cold from the blow. I gave her side a hard kick, and she grunted, but remained still. Her face was bloody, but she was still alive, her breaths coming in gasping wheezes.

I turned to face Eve, only to sink to my knees beside her. I reached out to touch her face gently. "I'm so sorry..." I pulled the wadded panties out of her beak, and brushed her eyes closed, not wanting to see them so filled with pain and fear anymore. "Sleep... Sleep now." I looked back at Sylvia. Rage filled my very being. "I'll make sure she pays for this!"

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I watched as she woke, only to realize it was her turn to have her hands bound behind her back. I had not bothered tying her to a chair like she had done to me. Instead, she had been dropped onto the bed. She was still in the same state of dress she was in when my fist had sent her into unconsciousness minutes earlier. Her skirt was hiked up around her hips, her panties already left on the floor, leaving her shapely ass and bare sex exposed and bare. Her top was torn at the front, leaving her floppy tits hanging out, perky nipples poking through the white fur. She had been left laying on her belly, but now was starting to roll onto her side as she struggled against the metal cuffs binding her wrists together.

"You won't be able to get out of those." I found my voice far more calm than I had expected, as I was still seething with rage at the woman before me. I was so furious that I had become deathly calm, a mask of ice barely covering a boiling sea of rage just below the surface. "Standard issue metal cuffs, courtesy of Alta Ferro Police Department." They gave me a few to use, for those rare occasions my work had me actually find someone worth arresting.

Sylvia turned to glare at me. She did not mask her surprise well when she saw I had stripped myself of my clothing, standing before her naked. "So what now? You going to rape me and kill me, too? Just like you did to my sister?"

I narrowed my eyes at her. "Yes." Her eyes went wide with surprise at my honest answer. "I'm going to give you your dream and let you be just like your slut of a sister." I leaned closer. "But how much it hurts is up to you." I stood at the edge of the bed, reaching out to grab her hair and yank her head close to look up at me. "Tell me who put the contract out on me."

She grunted as she tried to pull away from my grip. "Go to hell!" She masked her fear well this time.

I shook my head. "Fine. Let's see about loosening your mouth, then." My free hand grabbed her jaw, forcing her already battered mouth open. She tried to struggle against my grip once more, but I was keeping her at an awkward angle just to make it harder. Once her mouth was open enough, I shoved my already rock hard cock into it, cramming the entire length down her throat in one hard thrust. She jerked as the tip lodged several inches into her throat, cutting off her air. "I know someone can still talk with a broken jaw, so don't even think of biting."

I could feel her throat clenching around my tip over and over, only this was not from trying to milk an orgasm from me. I simply held myself deep like this, enjoying the tight feeling. It was near a full minute before she started to struggle, trying to pull back to breath. I gripped the back of her head and shoved her nose fully against my crotch, my balls slapping against her chin. It was then that she got the idea of just what I was going to do to her. She started to make gagged noises, each attempt to speak or make any noise vibrated her throat around my shaft.

I started to force her head to bob just a little, never letting her pull back enough to get a breath. Her eyes squeezed shut, then went wide, her whole body starting to struggle and writhe, her tail thrashing about. "What's the matter? You seemed to get off when I told you about shoving my cock down your sister's throat." She made another gagged noise as I rammed myself deep into her throat again. "Or are you getting off on this, too? Sucking the same cock your sister did?" Her legs started to kick about now, her lungs likely burning for air I was denying her.

I did not hold back as I felt the pleasure rising from her struggles. Every thrust down her throat gave me the feeling of her rising struggles, the constant clenching driving me towards the edge. It was not long before I was blasting a load of spunk down her already tortured throat. She jerked hard as I sprayed the thick jizz into her belly in great waves. Her face had started to get red, showing even through her fur. Just as I saw her eyes start to lose some focus, I ripped myself out of her raw throat in one go. She collapsed to the bed, coughing and retching, spitting up gobs of my cum while yet more spurted onto her face from my still twitching cock. I just let it hover above here, drooling my seed onto her while she hacked and coughed and gasped.

"Not bad. It does remind me of Mercedes." After the coughing started to die down a little, I spoke again. "Now, are you going to tell me who put out the contract?"

She turned to glare at me again. "Piss off, you sick fuck!"

A sadistic smile spread across my face. "Well... if you insist..." I once more grabbed her head, one hand on her jaw to force her mouth open again. Her eyes went wide as she clearly assumed I was going to shove my shaft down her throat again. Instead, I just started to piss into her mouth. "Drink it." She struggled once more, but I held her fast. "Drink it, bitch! Just like your dirty sister did!" My hot piss filled her mouth, spilling down her chin, drooling down to her tits and dripping on the bed. She tried to spit it up, but I tilted her head so she had no choice but to swallow or drown. Swallow she did, even as the stream supplied more into her mouth.

Once there was no more for her to swallow, I finally let her go. She collapsed again, coughing hard and retching even more, as if trying to bring up when I just forced into her. "Fucking... piece of... shit..." She gasped at me. Not the most inventive insults I had ever been called, but she was still gasping for air, so I cut her some slack. "When... when my father hears... about this..."

I cut her off by slapping her across the face. "Your father disowned you! Remember that? You're the pariah of the family!" She glared at me. "Or was it your father that put out that contract?" Her eyes narrowed. "Still not going to tell me?"

"Rot in hell, you... you sick... human... piece of fucking trash!" She yelped as I backhanded her across the face this time, sending her collapsing back onto the bed.

I clicked my tongue at her as I stared down at her thrashing tail. "Really now? I didn't know you would be so xenophobic." I grabbed her tail and yanked it upwards, causing her to yelp again as her ass was pulled up. "And here you seemed so interested in me fucking your sister earlier..." I moved forward to press the tip of my still hard shaft against her now upturned ass, then a little lower to rub against her slit.

She flinched, then turned to give me the angriest look she could muster over her shoulder, baring teeth at me. "Don't you dare!" The effect was significantly diminished with her hands cuffed behind her. The best she could hope to do was kick at me, but a hard yank of her tail was all it took to keep her from being able to squirm away in any way. As soon as I was lined up properly, I shoved myself forward, thrusting near the entirety of my length into her cunt. She let out a scream of pain as I speared into her with no warm up.

I grunted, leaning down to grab the cuffs binding her wrists and yanking her back, only to shove her forward and down against the bed so I could climb onto it behind her. "I dare!" I shoved myself deeper into her, my tip hitting her cervix already. I rammed my cock against that inner barrier again and again. It was a little painful for me, but it was clearly putting her in more agony. "You tormented that poor girl over there, shot her, stabbed her, [b] KILLED HER! [/b] She was innocent! You will suffer because of it!"

She screamed some insults at me, though I ignored whatever she was saying. "It seems your cunt is not a fan of my cock. Guess it misses feeling your sister's tongue on it?" She spat more insults at me. "That's the only the only thing I miss about your sister that died with her. That mouth was fucking amazing." I rammed myself against her again, feeling the barrier start to give. "But her cunt was just as tight even when she was dead!"

Sylvia screamed in agony, no longer insulting me, just begging for me not to keep driving forward. Naturally, I did it more, ramming harder and harder. Finally I felt something inside of her tear open, and my cock pierced into her womb itself. The scream in her lungs died there, unable to express the pain she was in. I felt her inner walls quivering from the pain, felt her womb twitching around me. It was all I could do to keep myself from cumming deep into her right then and there.

She just let out a pained sob. When I looked at her, I saw she was biting at the sheets under her. That explained how she was managing not to scream. I grunted and ripped myself back out of her, making her whole body jerk. My cock twitched at the forceful removal, wanting so much to cum in her. I denied it for now, instead sneering at the mink still biting the sheets. "No, your cunt doesn't deserve to feel my cum in it. Your sister denied me that, until she was dead and could no longer stop me. Maybe I'll do the same to you."

She spat out the sheets from her mouth and turned shakily to look over her shoulder. "F-fuck... you..."

I gave her a very unfriendly grin. "Well, if you want more." My cock was still rock hard, throbbing, and desperate to bring her more pain. I gripped at her ass with both hands, spreading her cheeks wide to expose her little pucker. "I'm more than willing to oblige!" I gave no warm up, no warning, no foreplay. I just rammed my shaft as deep as it could go into her ass, feeling the muscles twitch and quiver around my cock in pain. She screamed in agony again as I tore her wide. I rammed deep again and again, not caring that it was a little painful raw. I only cared that it put her in even more pain.

She bit down on the sheets again, her tail thrashing about above her. "Yeah, your sister didn't like me fucking her ass, either." I grunted as my hips slammed against her again. "Of course, once she was dead, she couldn't stop me, either." She tried to kick at me again, but I just yanked at her tail again. After a minute, I leaned down to snatched something up from beside her, holding it out in front of her eyes. "You seemed really interested in these earlier, too!" It was the pair of Mercedes' panties, still slightly damp from having been stuffed into Eve's mouth. "Since you won't tell me anything useful, I'll just use them to shut you up, too!"

I was sure she expected me to just shove them into her mouth like she had done to Eve. I was also sure she was not expecting me to instead wrap them around her neck and yank backwards. She let out a choked sound as I twisted the cloth behind her neck, tightening the hold like a garrote. Her whole body tensed up, her ass squeezing around my cock hard. She started to struggle and squirm under me, but I held onto the cloth tight, squeezing the life out of her slowly.

I continued to slam my hips against her ass cheeks as she squirmed about, ramming myself as deep and hard as I could. The make-shift garrote worked well to give me some leverage, yanking back upon it a little harder every time my hips pressed forward. My balls slapped against her exposed cunt each time I hilted myself inside of her tight, quivering rear. I could feel myself nearing another climax, but I held back while she still squirmed. Her struggling was getting more desperate, the sounds she was making little more than choked cries. Her mouth was agape in a scream she could not give voice to. I watched her hands clench again and again, as if she could grab onto anything.

As her struggles started to grow slower, I yanked harder, enough to pull her head up and back, lifting her chest off the bed entirely. "You're going to die with my cock in your ass! The same cock your sister got fucked by after I killed her!" I grunted as said cock throbbed with eager intent. "The last thing you'll feel is my seed filling your guts!" I could see how red her face was, even through her fur. It was almost purple in fact. Her legs quivered, her rear kept aloft only by my cock still ramming full force into her, never once pulling entirely out.

Just as I saw her hateful gaze start to grow unfocused, I let myself go. I thrust as deep as I could into her abused ass, my cock twitching and jerking as it finally was allowed to spray hot jizz deep inside of her still quivering tunnel. Her bloodshot eyes went a little wider as she felt my cum pouring out into her. If there was one thing positive anyone could say about me, it was that I was a man of my word. When I made a promise, I kept it. And I kept the promise I made to her. She died on my cock, her body finally going limp as I spilled the contents of my balls deep into her ass.

I held the makeshift garrote tight for another minute to make sure, even after her body had gone limp and heavy in my grip. When I finally let go, her face fell hard onto the bed. My only regret was that she could not feel the pain I would have caused her when I ripped my cock out of her still tight ass. Her hips slumped to the bed, legs splayed, cum and a little blood drooling out between her cheeks, down to her exposed slit. I panted heavily as I slid myself off of the bed.

I looked down at the limp body of the still beautiful woman. I was not done humiliating her. I ran my hands along her legs, feeling the change in texture from the stockings to fur as my touch ran from calf to thigh. At some point those stockings had gotten torn a bit, probably when she was trying to kick at me. I gripped her thighs, just above where the stockings ended, and pulled her back to the edge of the bed. Her legs dropped off the edge as I let them go. My cum still leaked out of her ass, running down her legs, soaking into the torn stockings and dripping onto the floor.

I pressed my still hard cock against that slit again. With one hard thrust, I rammed myself as deep as I could. I felt my tip again pierce through her cervix and into her womb, far easier since I had already torn it open before. That she could no longer clench up and resist also helped. Her inner walls were still quite warm, and her womb felt amazing around my cock. I started to fuck her hard and fast, having no reason to hold back or go slow with her anymore. Each time my hips slapped her ass, her cheeks jiggled just a little.

After several minutes, I pulled out of her, my cock again protesting at being denied. I ignored it, and instead gripped one leg to I rolled her over onto her back. Her head slumped to the side, mouth still open in the silenced scream she could never make. Her exposed tits bounced and jiggled as she flopped over. I reached out to slap one, watching it bounce. I did it again. Then I just grabbed both of them, squeezing hard.

I shoved her legs to the side, letting them flop apart to fully expose her battered slit to me now. I again rammed myself deep into her, grunting as I forced through her ever-widening cervix. Blood had started to coat my cock a little from the damage I was doing to her insides. Each time I slammed my hips against her, her head jostled a little, and her floppy tits bounced and jiggled. I reached out to grab them again, using them as handles to drag her back against me.

"Fucking... bitch!" I insulted her as I felt another climax nearing. I would not deny it this time. "Take it all!" With one last hard thrust, I slammed myself as deep as I could, pushing so far into her womb I could see a little bump in her belly. I let out a cry as I came within her, blasting her dead womb full of my seed. My cock blasted wave after wave inside, as if it could still somehow get her pregnant.

When I pulled back out again, a few more shots hit her lower belly. I panted heavily, feeling incredibly tired, but my rage had not yet been satisfied. I climbed up onto the bed again, straddling her belly and slapped my cock between her mounds. Squeezing them together, I thrust between them, my tip poking out the top right below her chin. I reached down to grab her chin and turn her blank gaze up at me. "You'll get everything, bitch." I slapped her cheek hard, sending her head to the other side. I grabbed her tits again and started thrusting between them.

I grunted as I fucked her tits, my fingers squeezing into the fatty tissue so hard, I thought I might rip through her flesh. The soft fur covering them felt soothing on my shaft, still a little sore and aching from breaking through her cervix, then the raw pounding of her ass, and then ramming back into her womb again after that. It was not long before I felt the telltale pressure building yet again. I did not hold back this time. It was almost painful, forcing yet another orgasm so soon after two already, and yet I could not deny it. I let out a loud cry as I came, my cum spurting up onto her bloody face and hair. I pulled back and let several strands coat those large tits as well, soaking into her fur. I surprised myself how much I still had to give. When it finally ended, I just sat down on her belly, panting heavily. My finally deflating cock ached, my head throbbed, and my lungs burned.

My gaze turned to Eve, still laying on the floor in a pool of her own blood. For a fleeting moment, I thought to make love to her one last time. I dismissed the thought quickly. Not only was I far too spent, but she deserved to be treated far better than that. Instead, I grabbed a sheet that had been flung off of the bed at some point, pulling it over as I stood. I draping it over the poor avian's form, covering her exposed sex and tits, giving her at least some modesty in death. I leaned down to gently press my lips against the tip of her cracked beak. "Rest now. You were too kind for this city. Too good for someone like me."

I sighed heavily as I pulled my clothing back on. I retrieved both my revolver and the Heart of Blood, stuffing both into a pocket of my coat. I slid the pair of Mercedes' panties off of Sylvia's neck, stuffing them into my pocket as well. Then I picked up her discarded pair from the floor, shoving them into the same pocket with her sister's. I felt it was fitting to keep both... though I could not for the life of me tell you why. I gave one final look back at the room, at the dead mink on the bed, cum drooling from her mouth, ass, and cunt, soaked into her fur. "Died like a common whore. Just like your sister." Then my gaze moved down to the dead jay, laying in her own blood. "Just like you called her..." I wish I could have done more for Eve, but I had little choice but to leave her there.

I stepped out of the room and into the hallway, the door closing behind me with a thud. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a flask of booze and brought it up to my lips... then just closed it again. "No... no more drunken stupors..." I shoved the flask back into my pocket as I walked down the hall and out of the building. "No, I need a clear mind. Someone put a price on my head... and I intend to find out who..."

I looked up at the cloudy night sky, barely visible over the tops of the buildings around me. "Someone in this city wants me dead. And they are going to regret getting my attention."

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