Blood seeped off the sheets on the bed and dripped onto the carpets below. A rge puddle was pooling beneath the bed, making the carpet sopping wet, squishing under our boots. Two bodies y lifeless on the fluffy down bnket, covered in a red crimson sptter, feathers sticking to their sticky, furry skin.

  An Anthro-Cat and Anthro-Bunny were sughtered, lying on their backs, necks slit, naked, legs spread apart. White liquid oozed from their pussies, leaking into the rge mess, adding more body fluids to the pile.

  This was a disgusting mess that could only be perpetrated by an absolute, complete psychopath, and he was staring me right in the face with that perverted smile on his face. This man was going to pay for his crimes. The courts wouldn’t touch him, they never did. Rich fucks like this guy always got off without as much as a sp on the wrist, but by all the glory in me, I would enact vengeance for these poor girls and all the countless souls he did this to before.

  I tried to hold my composure in front of him. I had to resist pulling out my guns and blowing him away right here and now. We had a mission to do. I couldn’t fail everyone because one psycho Corpo piece of shit.

  “Sorry, sir,” I gulped hard saying those words, “I have to clean up this mess.”

  Miles swirled his gss around, his eyes never leaving my body. Even under this jumpsuit he was trying to eye fuck me.

  “I never ask twice.” His voice was cold and emotionless, just like that of a cold-blooded killer. “We WILL get to know each other, intimately. You’re an employee of this company, you will follow my orders.” He took a sip of his drink.

  “Sir, if I may,” Donald stepped forward, “It’s her first day here.” Sweat was beading down his head. Donald was new to this stuff. I commend his bravado, but I’ve faced far worse than this nut-sack of a man. “She needs to complete her training and…”

  “Who the hell are you to speak to me?” Miles held his hand out, “This is between me and the dy here,” Miles whistled, “Doggy come.”

  The Butler appeared, “Yes, sir?”

  “Dock this shit heads pay for the day. I won’t tolerate being spoken to out of turn. All these wide-mouth bitches want to come here and work for me, and then they treat me this way, fuck all you little insignificant fuck wads. I AM something in this gaxy, you’re NOTHING except what I want you to be,” He turned his ugly head to me, “and I want you naked, on my bed, now.” Miles sipped his drink again, staring me down.

  Echo was shifting back and forth by the cart, a scowl spread across his face. I could tell he wanted to atomize this guy just as bad as I did. This Miles guy had definitely made the shit list.

  “What I want now is you two to start cleaning up this mess while I fuck this babe on the bed. Is that so hard for all you retarded-ass animals to understand? Or did you not go to school here on this shit heap of a moon? I swear, the audacity of these animals pretending to be human. Disgusting. Now, my red headed slut, get your naked ass on that bed.”

  I crossed my arms, “That’s disgusting. Get a whore if you want to fuck like that. I don’t care if I get fired from this shit job.” I stared back at him. No more hiding my head from these Corpo freaks. Someone needed to stand up to all of them.

  “Oh really?” He downed the drink and tossed the gss across the room, shattering against the wall. He pulled a gun from his suit jacket, holding in in his mechanical hand. He pointed it at my face, “You’ll lose more than your job, bitch. I want bat boy there to clean up that gss, and mole freak, you get those stiffs outa my bed, now!”

  I held my hands out. I couldn’t do much with my head blown into tiny bits. If it was pointed at my chest, this asshole would be missing a few teeth by now.

  He ran his free hand through his hair, “This shit is stressing me out, and I need a good fucking before I blow my shit.” He grabbed the zipper on my jumpsuit and began to pull it down. “Oh, nice. Vintage vest, nice toned belly. You must work out. I like a muscle mommy, hehehe.”

  The jumpsuit dropped to the floor. Miles let out a long-drawn whistle. “Damn girl. Boots all the way up. You knew you were coming here today, you dressed up just for me.” He licked his lips as he slowly pushed me towards the bed.

  Donald dragged the bodies off and pced them on the carpet, his eyes wide. Echo was sweeping the corner. His eyes met mine, and he nodded. I gave him a slight nod. This mother fucker wasn’t going to go on living for another minute. Rapist fuck.

  He shoved me back, and I fell on the bed, nding in the sticky red blood. This fuck was ruining my new vest. Just another reason to atomize this prick.

  He whipped his belt off and his pants fell to the floor. He stood there, stroking his augmented cock through his undies. “This baby will send orgasms up your spine til you die of shock, baby. Start pying with yourself. Slowly undress too. I want to see those gorgeous tits. I just know they’ll be wonderful.”

  I started to unzip my vest, my other hand slowly gliding up my exposed thigh.

  I could see Echo reaching into his jumpsuit, no doubt grabbing whatever weapon he had stowed away enough to sneak into the power pnt.

  All of us stopped as a knock came from the door. Miles head turned to the office. “Dog, get the damn door! What a fucking buzz kill. Whoever that is will be terminated!”

  This was my chance; he wasn’t paying attention. Is zipped down my vest enough to grab a pistol. I whipped it out and shot Miles in the dick. I didn’t even have to think twice about it. Blood erupted from his groin, joined by a yelp from his mouth. The office and room were sound proof. I didn’t have to worry about anyone hearing.

  Echo pulled a small sawn off, compact shotgun, bsting the gun, and whole metallic hand, from Miles arm in a shower of sparks.

  “Echo, the Butler!” I shouted as the thought came crashing down. If the Butler opened the door, and alerted the pnt’s security, this could all be over before it began.

  Echo darted out of the room, his ears twitching.

  I stood and aimed the gun at the squirming man beneath me. I smirked, “You sure are something in this gaxy, alright, a rich, dead corpse.”

  He looked up at me with pleading eyes, his creepy smile undercutting any woe he could have exuded, “Spare me! I’ll pay you! Anything you want!”

  “The only one terminated today, is you.” I aimed right at his head.

  “You fucking bitch!”

  I tilted my head and smiled. This was going to feel good. Making the gaxy better, one rich asshole at a time.

  Echo’s raspy voice rang out, “Vixie!”

  What was it this time?

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