Liv Tyler's Unexpected Valentine's Day:
On the Cutting Edge:
Chapter III:
Liv laughed, the blade held in hands no longer trembling but all too certain.
"You're a stupid son of a bitch to rape someone and give them a weapon they can have ready access to."
As he slid out of her, cum leaking between her legs, she raised herself up with deliberate effort not helped by being seven months pregnant. The look on her face was a great transformation from before, the knife carefully in a position to stab him in a sudden frenzy before he could retaliate.
"Not so fun when it's you who's about to be thrust into by a weapon not of your choice, is it asshole?"
Liv's voice was cold as ice and her rapist was up against a wall, face very very pale with fear and gasping like a goldfish.
"Of course it's not like you're going to report this. What are you going to say? You took Liv Tyler to your home to rape her and you were stupid enough to get shanked by your own knife? I'm sure the cops would just love that one."
As she stood next to him, he realized that abducting a woman two inches taller than he was may not have been the smartest move. She was literally looking down on him with a blade right next to his chest and the result was.....intimidating.
She actually licked the flat side of the blade, to ratchet up the pucker factor, something that worked very, very well. He was glad the booze had yet to take its revenge on his bladder at that point as she slammed him against the wall with a shove of surprising strength for a heaving nude pregnant woman with cum running down her leg.
"So, tell me," she drawled with her eyes burning into his, "you'll learn your lesson, yes? Don't treat a woman like this because she grinds up against you...."
Her own breath was on his face as she hissed and then suddenly slammed the knife into his hand with sufficient force to pin it to the wall as he screamed "especially when she's pregnant and just wanted some actual fun before a date with her fiance."
As she stood back, she spat in his face and then kicked him in the nuts before striding off with the impression of a cat with fur bristling. After getting re-dressed and calling Dave, she broke down and cried.
As he arrived and held her, he said "What the Hell happened?"
She sighed. "Murphy's Law and Valentine's Day."