Satisfaction part20
sensation seemed to have stopped. How long had she been at him? Hours? It
couldn’t have been more than ten minutes…. The last thing he saw, or thought
he saw, was the beautiful tigress opening his belly with one claw and shoving
her pretty face against his ribs, snapping them away to get at the treasures
beneath.
Afterwards, Sheila felt more satisfied than she had in weeks, lying on her
back in what was left of her lover, playing absently with a bone until she
realized what she was doing. She sat up and shivered, stifling the gag that
always came in spite of herself, then looked around the room. The only stains
off the bed were from the fingers on the floor; some spot remover would get rid
of them easily. She picked them up and threw them on the bed, then carefully
folded the sheets around the remains and tied them up into a little ball.
Whatever fabric they were made out of had not let anything soak into the bed;
she dumped the sheets into a bag, closed it up, and set it on the windowsill.
Then she retrieved the hotel’s own sheets, remade the bed carelessly, and
…End of the part20. To be continued..