“So much blood for such a small cut.”
Seaver stood above her with his knife at the ready. It had been a great disappointment that she didn’t fight back. In fact, it made him want to beat her more. She struggled to stand and had made it to her hands and knees when he delivered a swift kick to her middle.
She grunted as all her air was forced from her chest and her body crumpled. She lay on the floor and didn’t move for a long time. Only the slow rise and fall of her chest proved she was still alive. He surveyed his handiwork.
“Why do you make me do this, Selena?” He crouched down and grabbed a handful of black hair and yanked her head back so she was forced to look at him. Her eyes opened and rolled back in her head like a terrified animal. So much white.
“Don’t you dare pass out on me!” he growled. “Remember that your only purpose in life is to bear my children and you don’t need the use of all your limbs to do that.”
“I’ll try.” she whispered.
“I’m sorry, what was that, Selena?”
“I can do better.”
“You can do better… what?”
“Finally.” Seaver entangled his hand from her hair and let her head drop. He wiped the blood on his jeans and cursed at the instant stain. “Look what you made me do!”
He balled his fist intent on knocking a few of her teeth down her throat. She didn’t need all of them.
Selena looked up at him with heavily lidded eyes and raised a hand to try and fend off his blow. Her entire body trembled in anticipation of his pounding and his dick grew rock hard looking into her helpless pleading eyes.
“You like beatin’ on ladies, eh? Is that how you get yer jollies ya bastard!”
Seaver whipped around knife in hand. As expected, Agent Shaunessy was the source of the interruption. He was Selena’s guardian but they both knew he didn’t have the authority to intervene.
“Come on, then,” Seaver taunted him.
The man’s face was red to match his flame colored hair. A prominent vein stood out on his for-head announcing his level of fury. He looked like a vanilla version of the Incredible Hulk.
Seaver knew as a client, he was within his rights to handle Selena any way he liked as long as it didn’t interfere with her ability to get pregnant and Agent Shaunessy knew this as well. Seaver threw the knife overhead and it whipped past the agents head to imbed itself in the wall behind. Agent Shaunessy didn’t bat an eyelash.
“Alright. You’ve had your go fella, now it’s my turn.”
The man was by far the biggest agent Seaver had ever seen and he moved with astonishing speed. Before he had the opportunity to react, the walking wall of a man rammed his shoulder into Seaver’s gut with his full weight behind it. He wrapped his gorilla arms around Seaver’s waist and he landed flat on his back with 300 plus pounds of muscle on top of him.
His first thought was that it hurt to breathe and that meant he likely had at least one broken rib. His second thought was how hysterical he found this situation. Even as Agent Shaunessy set to work pounding his face into an unrecognizable mass of of purple flesh, Seaver continued to laugh. His laugh became a cough as blood streamed into his mouth from the broken ruin that had once been his nose.
“Think it’s funny do ya?” he said between blows. “You won’t be laughing long.”
Seaver turned his head to spit out a tooth and continue to chuckle in between fits of coughing.