... her sitting on the bed surrounded by empty meat wrappers from the butcher. The only parts that haven't been finished off is the one she's working on and another the dog is devouring in the far corner.
Your arousal died a little thinking of how much this must have added to the credit card bill this month, but she turned her eyes from the last hunk of meat she was chewing on to you. Still nude, drips of the bloody juices were streaming down the sides of her lips as she stops her mid-bite moans. She smiles wickedly at you as you step in.
"Kathy, are you...?" She pounced off of the bed so quickly you barely saw it, and in moments she was on top of you tearing into your clothing. Slamming your head against the floor, everything went blurring for a second before you are able to refocus and realize what was going on. Before you could think one way or the other on it, you felt a slash go down your chest the last of your shirt is torn open by ones of her stray fingernails. Damn, that hurt! "Wait!" you shouted after your initial reaction to the pain. "Kathy hold up a second!" You try to grab one of her arms to stop her, but she slips her hand out of your grasp easily and she absently pins that arm to the floor while her other quickly undoes your pant button and zipper. Feeling annoyed you shout "Hold up!" and force yourself into a sitting position. With a quick jerk she literally tears your pants and underwear open, splitting them from the bottom of the zipper-area downward. Then with her newly freed hand she shoves you back onto the floor as she mounts herself onto your erect privates.
As she clenches and moves you barely have a chance to think as warmth and ecstasy washes over you. The pain almost becomes ignorable underneath the building pleasure. You are about to stop your protests when suddenly she bites her too-sharp teeth onto your shoulder. You scream.