Metal Butterfly

I sat playing with it. My metal butterfly; with black wings and a sharp, silver head. I was naked in my hotel room, while the hooker was in the bathroom getting dressed to leave. Cum was still hanging by a thread from the head of my penis. I watched it drip to the floor. I felt satisfied...well, almost. There was one more thing I needed to do before I felt truly...finished. I put my robe on but didn't tie it. I put my butterfly knife in my pocket and went into the bathroom. The hooker was still mostly naked; buttoning her mini-skirt. She had nice tits. 1

“Let’s go again,” I said.2

“Do you have the money?” She asked. I smiled and grabbed her waist, and turned her around.3

“Of course.”4

“Then go ahead.” I let my dick get hard and lifted up her miniskirt. I started to penetrate her and went increasingly fast. She got caught up in the moment…or pretended to. It didn’t matter, really. I grabbed her tits and she moaned. I started to slam into her while I used my other hand to take out the butterfly knife. I quickly covered her mouth and flipped the knife open. I slit her throat and then came inside of her.5