Hell, Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned (Part V of Part V)

Hunted Hill  
The Next Day  

Mm, I suppose you are wondering how my Halloween evening concluded with Michael Myers, Freddie Kruger, and Jason faired  
Such a mmm.. and ahh… for a trio, which.. none could compare  
 
After busting down my door and cornering me in my home  
Each one’s voice accusing me of how I led them on  
Whispering in their ear, my naughty love songs  
A Salem witch trail in the gloom of my living room  
The rage in their eyes, with imminent doom  
All this hysteria showcased under the illumination of a full moon  
All three slashers showcasing their strength, shredding my cape, my garter, my bustier, naked and under such boisterous command  
Each one arresting my presence, taking control of my legs, the other two arresting a hand  
I refused to enforce my disabling powers I really did like this threesome in demand  
Freddie Kruger, his sharpening finger blades, delicately roaming over my supple skin  
If I moved, I knew they would within hesitation blend in  
 
Canvassing up my thighs, catching my eyes, daring me to flinch  
Michael Myers’ thumbs to my nipples, rolling between his fingers a painful pinch  
Mm... who would attempt to give up a night of bondage and denied odyssey of pleasure and the sensational neurons of pain  
The tip of a knife laying again my Brazilian waxed mound… gyrating to the Russian roulette of the blade tantalizing to make my pussy rain  
Coating the fountain of my oozing blood on his lips  
His tongue waltzing over my jewel navel tasting the first nip from the slip, slowly  embedding deeper the tip  
Jason leaning his face downward, his mouth catching the trickling of my bloody drips  
  
Oh yes…. eyes closing, three mouths unwrapping my passion like I’m the feast of their nightly gift  
Jason pushing both men aside, cupping his dick for the first man to shoot his lust inside  
Mm... wrapping my legs around his back.. taking his plummeting deepening thrust in stride  
This is where things escalated out of control  
The next thing I could remember plates, spoons, thrown around, my head ducking several, pots, pans, Crystal bowels  
Jason was lifted in the air, and thrown against the wall  
I stood and watched in horror as Michael and Jason engaged in a bloody blade to blade brawl  
   
Freddie Kruger muting out the presented confusion  
Giving me his attention for the creamy tongue invasive intrusion  
Kissing my toes, my soft folds, lifting my legs  
Linking my feet around his neck, he lifted me off the bed  
Walking around the room.. held over his head  
Ooo yes… his tongue slithering in my creamy nest  
To the kitchen rushing, my essence down his chin gushing  
Over to the table, my back upon it he did rest  
Taking a chair my toes pointed in the air  
Tendering kissing all over my downy hairs  
With such sincerity… oh… with so much care  
“You are one sexy witch.”  
“No, just a conniving and cheating bitch.”  
Michael and Jason knifed Freddie, now he’s dead, you heard what I said  
The news will reach Elm Street before daybreak with sadness and much dread  
I stood, chagrined, eyes flaming red  
   
Hell, hath no fury like a woman scorned when trying to get pleased  
No honey, no climax from the seductive tease  
You shall all be what neither of you could not eat  
Yes, upon my dinner table my cat’s Halloween feast  
To the winds of the North, South, East, and West        
As a buffet you three shall be craved, carved upon the crown as my wishes I beget  
Voilà  
 
Knock knock  
Come in girl and see what I’ve got  
Kitty we do not have time to eat all of this, we’re do at the Blue Light Special Saloon  
And soon... those villagers look mighty good this time of the year and I do love parting my thighs to bring such good cheer  
Not to worry this meal is for my cat to dine on my dear  
Now, let’s go...  
Kitty, I think you need to put some clothes on, and I suppose that is tomato sauce on your skin and still in flow  
Elvira, don’t ask, you do not want to know  
 
Bon appétit