Deep Red

Darkness grew as the aperture closed into a life of deadly focus. Only the smallest slivers of light project the silhouette of his madness. Savagery drives my delusional mind while sex and murder intertwine.
 
    My brother and I had grown apart, so of course I came bearing gifts. True to form he complained about the bruising and I just laughed because I knew she was smiling when I punched her in the face. He was polite and asked her for her coat but in his eyes there was a knife to her throat.
 
    His bloodlust was only equaled by mine as the thought of him cutting her stiffens my cock to concrete. Being the loving brother I am I saw to tying it down to the torture mattress. Even now I can smell its vile cunt beneath the panties, and the way it’s squirming against the barbed wire bindings screams that it wants to fuck us.
 
    I’m not one for fancy gadgets but my brother fucking loves them. He straps its head with some metallic and leather monstrosity that forcibly holds its mouth open. He cuts its panties, nicking its thigh causing the cutest little bleed. I got lost in the moment fixated on the blood, then startled awake by what sounded like one of those old Listerine commercials full of gargling and gurgling. Well shit, I’m behind. I look up and my bro is steadily mouth fucking it blind!
 
So yeah, I have issues. As I regain that laser focus I’m once again distracted. This whore, this thing with its filthy cunt staring at me. I was really becoming distraught. That’s when I spotted it there, the solution just atop the cabinet. A fish hook. I ran it through the clit to its eyelet and then through both lips. It looked like some cool new age jewelry, it was kinda hot.
 
    My mouth was watering which was good as I needed the spit to get that asshole ready for action. My brother and I fucked like villains. We switched every so often, ass to mouth and vice versa. When the mood finally struck my brother cut its throat and came on its neck. Knowing I only had  moments I carved an opening in its abdomen and shoved my cock in. I have no idea where the load went.
 
    Suddenly a Cannibal Corpse song came on the radio. Cannibal Corpse is our jam! Now our color was red and we stabbed it forty six and two times. Smiling at each other I spoke. “I handled delivery, you got disposal”.