Elmo Abduction

Part 6

Ms. Piggy ran through the hollowed hallways of Enoch's house, knocking down doors and rummaging through closets like a pig in a china shop. She was hoping to find something, anything that would ensure Elmo never forgot her again, and to ensure that everytime Enoch went to have pleasurable times with him, his scars would re open. Ms. Piggy was murderous. (And kinky)

Eventually, in her pursuit of a weapon, she found herself in Enoch's kitchen. Ideas ran through her mind like wildfire, almost as fire as Fort McMurray or Elmo's mixtape from the 80's. She furiously went rummaging through the drawers. In the first door, she was greeted by the familiar sent of weed, then, secondly, anal beads, thirdly, strawberry flavoured condoms, and finally, cutlery.

Needless to say, Ms. Piggy shoved one of each thing into her purse for fun times later, but the one thing she knew would work was the only thing that would destroy her purse.

Ms. Piggy grabbed the butcher knife.

"Don't you dare, you rotten pig" Elmo exclaimed from behind her. Ms. Piggy turned around and stared at him. "Oh, Elmo. Or should I say yer me daddy? Ne'er mind, those days are over. I told ya, don't call ma by ma birth name." She replied, and with that, chopped Elmo's thumb off. Elmo took a few steps back. He was in shock, but mostly he was impressed. Impressed by her arm strength. Impressed by her determination.
"Tell me, what are you going to do with that knife?" Elmo pondered.
"You'll know soon enough, me laddie." She said, with a type of fire in her eyes. Ms. Piggy made a dash for the door. Elmo tried to stop her, but before he could even yell to alert Enoch, he passed out from loss of blood.

Ms. Piggy was drenched in Elmo's thumb blood by the time she got to Enoch. The young boy was situated outside, watching Damn Daniel memes on his phone.
"THAT MEME IS DEAD!" She squealed, jumping on Enoch's back. He tried to struggle in an attempted fight, but he was slammed onto the ground. Ms. Piggy pulled down his pants despite Enoch's cries, and shoved the butcher knife so far up his asshole that bits of his intestines started falling out of his dick.

Enoch screamed in pain. Partly because of the slicing and dicing from the knife that was up his ass, but also in pleasure. (He has a major kink for pain). Ms. Piggy went up and down with the knife faster and faster, blood squirting everywhere, from out of his penis, eyes, nose, and ears, but mostly his asshole.

Although the knife was repeatedly stabbing him, he wouldn't die. You see, that's the thing about Enoch being a power bottom. After a lifetime of being butt raped by a butcher knife, Enoch had become accustomed to just sitting there and letting the blood flow out of his asshole. This caused Ms Piggy to give up.
"I don't understand why ya aren't dien', I'm tryin' to kill ya!"
Enoch pushes her away and tries to get up. The sound of a nasty, jiggly, flappy, loose ass letting air out was released.
"Wot tha fuck was that?" Ms Piggy squealed in amazement.
"Its the sound of music to Elmo's ears." Enoch replied.